#but maybe I feel like ratio asks to teach you how to think

[franeridan]

been going through the sumeru archon quest finally (met alhaitham)(my camera roll is just a hundred screenshots of his face)(I'm perfectly normal about him wym) and i think i get why people say comparing him to ratio isn't exactly correct but talking to him does feel like talking to ratio in a surprisingly uncanny way I can't even lie about that

[esthercore]

HSR Men and After Care ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

Argenti is a yes, the jack of all trades, everything you can think of, cuddling, talking, cleaning, everything, always, prolonged after care, almost giving you a home spa and massage. Making you feel the luckiest price/princess in the world, yet so effortlessly.

Aventurine's likes cuddles, massaging you and words of affirmation, telling each other pretty things and kissing each other's scars. Staring into each other's eyes before falling asleep.

Blade just lays their and let you do whatever you want to with him, or just do anything you tell him to, really need to be taught tenderness, but will try his best for you.

Boothill will be the one needing some positive pep talk. The man's 95 percent body is metal, so he feels really insecure in his ability to pleasure you. Tell him he did good, and hold him if he tears up. Once he's feeling better again, he help clean up and massage the knots out of your back.

Caelus is so lovely. Oh please teach this sweet racoon puppy how treat you, and he put all his effort into it. He loves you so much and is so desperate for you. He put's the most effort in aftercare, as unlike Argenti who's actions come naturally, Caelus always try to go extra mile to make sure his lover his happy. Maybe even shamelessly ask Himeko for advice or better yet Kafka.

Dan Heng is really good. Coziness is his forte, so bunch of quality time with each other. Not much of a talker, but will listen to you as you lay in his arms, venting out anything and everything that's been bugging you recently, and then kiss your worries out your pretty mind.

Dan Feng (the actual high elder in past) will do the same, but will have tail rapped around your waist, as you two sit on the mat, your back resting on his bare chest, his robe lazily draped, barely hiding his mat, looking at the fountain out in your private courtyard, smoking from his pipe as your beautiful voice fills the room.

Dr Ratio is methodical. He has an algorithm like schedule he likes to follow, laying a towel below you as he prepares the bath, then carrying you princess style, cuddling you in the warm water. His rubber duckies floating around, as he lazily feeds you some grapes and your drink of choice he had prepared. Sometimes he likes to read you whatever stupid fiction book you're into at the moment, things he would never even open himself, but if it's for you, he happily read you the entire thing like an audiobook.

Gallagher is a simple man, he help you clean up, be there till you recover' and then have a smoke, and go about his day, unless you specifically ask him to d something, he don't see the point of doing it.

ForJiaoqui, well is it really a surprise, he will feed you first thing first after some rounds? He needs to ensure you have enough energy. Maybe you're still stuck on his knot, as he make you sit all pretty in his lap, as he feeds you the herbal porridge he had kept ready for his amazing mate.

With Jing Yuan it's cuddle central baby! Gonna plop your body in his, as if you're a plushie, clutch you tight and just fall asleep. Smack him awake if you want proper after care or pass out too, it's not like to you will have energy left after multiple rounds with him.

I believe Luocha will be the best with after care. Very tender, and gentle. The pretty man will be insistive for cuddling you, will clean you so good, make sure you are hydrated, fed and in top notch condition. Will flatter you so much and only be satisfied once you feel like a spoilt prince/princess.

Moze gives you no time for a breather pick you up like a sack and carries you the bathroom, help clean you up, and takes a shower as you yap whole soaking in warm water. Will cuddle after you two are fresh and clean.

Sampo is a meanie, he's the type to tease you even during after care. Calling you a nighty slut, and reminding you the way you acted so desperate and whiny during sex, as he scoop the cum out of your holes, or simply plug you up, if he feels like it. If you tear up he simply his your tears, and hug you tight. Will start calling you sweet names, and i love you's, when you're on the verge of falling asleep tho.

Sunday is well Sunday, he would have water prepared, maids already ordered to run you bath, and even some snacks for you. Even if it's compulsive office sex, he would always be prepared. Very determined while taking care of you. Likes worshipping your body, and trail you with kisses, telling you how perfect, and how pretty you are.

[deathbxnny]

hello, jing yuan, aventurine and sunday with a teen!assasin reader who was ordered by their master to kill them but couldnt and [character] took them in due to their young age and frankly them being pitiful

Another similar ask:

hiii, dr ratio aventurine and boothill with an IPC agent/assasin teen!reader?

Reader was practically forced onto assasination, is hardened and doesnt show much emotion due to their past kinda similar to bronya zaychik backstory in the azure waters manga

This post is made in combination with these two asks, so I hope you'll like this!! And thank you to the anons for their request!!<33

Content: Angst, assassination attempts, Reader is a teen assassin that has no direct origin, platonic relationships, father/older brother figures, fluff, some brainwashing on Sundays end, sfw

Characters: Sunday, Aventurine, Boothill

Reader has no set pronouns!!

((Not fully proofread))

》BOOTHILL

He finds your attempt at killing him rather amusing. Maybe a bit too amusing. He laughed hysterically when he finally pinned you down with ease, thinking this was all just a joke... until he realised that you were serious.

Now, Boothill was used to people trying to off him through various ways, his robotic body the perfect proof for that, but he never had a kid try him before. And he had to admit, that you would've gotten him, if he was still fully human! Truly impressive!

He won't bother asking you where you're from or what you lead him to you in the first place. Once he gets you to settle down and hears you telling him that you can't return to your master until you kill him, he just sighs and scratches his head. Well... he doesn't really want a kid to die at the hands of their abusive master... so he supposes that he'll just have to take you in until he finds a hime for you.

He isn't put off by your emotionless behavior and even understands it very well, if anything. He doubts anyone could be happy under the harsh conditions you grew up in, but that doesn't mean that he won't try and teach you how to loosen up a bit. It doesn't occur to him over time that he never really looked out for a home for you as promised. Perhaps you have found it with him already anyway.

》SUNDAY

Sunday found your attempt quite saddening, absolutely pitiful and near pathetic, if he felt cruel that day. He felt no worry or fear, knowing that whoever sent you must've been a fool to think that a child could end him of all people, and yet, he doesn't tease nor punish you for it. It wasn't your fault that you were born to be mistreated at such a young age, after all.

He takes you under his wing as a disciple or student in a way. He wants to teach you the "truth" about life and what it means to be alive in the dreamscape. Your dreams can become true here, so why not teach you how to live on after your palms have been stained red forever?

Your emotionless and apathetic behavior does little to deter or bother him. He sees you as a child he had to save before the shadows of this sinful took over you completely. His tuning ability is not spared on you either, if that's what it takes for you to get better. He eventually starts to view you as a little sibling and is delighted when you get along with Robin.

Deep down, he will, however, always feel a little... worried that you may turn around to betray him the way you betrayed your original master by leaving him, too. But he hopes that all his lessons and the home he gave you makes you stay and be grateful for all the love and mercy he had given you

》AVENTURINE

Similar to Boothill, he finds your attempt amusing at best. Pitiful at worst, as he sees a younger him in your cold gaze. He knows he shouldn't trust you after what you just tried... but he makes a deal with you anyways, after you were forced to take a seat infront of him by some IPC guards. If you beat him in a card game, he'll let you take his life and get away with it. If you lose, then you'll have to allow him to take you in as a little "assistant" of some sort. In reality, he just wants to save you from yourself, this determination even foreign to him yet welcomed bravely.

Unsurprisingly, you lose. He jokes that it must've been due to his unbeatable luck... but he really just rigged the game a little. There was no harm in it, and if anything, he just saved your life through it. Otherwise, the IPC would've just executed you for trying to attack one of their agents. Even if Aventurine doubted, they even cared that much for him... but he won't tell you that either.

He gave you a calming, stress-free life, one far away from all the hurt and death you've been surrounded with since birth. He hears your story and perhaps even shares a part of his own, as he shows you that you are the same in a way. You don't have to kill and hurt anymore under his care, he promises you that and to a younger self he was trying to heal through it.

[theoryofthemultiverse]

Hoyo‘s Doctors as Dads🧸

Synopsis: Do they want children? How would they be as dads? What hobbies would they have with their children?

Characters: Baizhu, Dr.Ratio, Il Dottore

A.N: Oh yes!!! Beware though I made this pretty realistically what I thought their decisions would be based on a few presented factors. Also very sorry I didn’t post anything, I feel like my writing is getting worse :.)

C.w: Reader is implied to carry the baby, also Dr. Ratio‘s part is a lot longer than Baizhu‘s and Dottore‘s (sorry I can’t do all men justice equally ):

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Baizhu🐍

He definitely wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. He would love to raise a child with you and teach it all about the world and make it into a lovely human being.

So his parenting style would support that! He would want to be there for his child no matter if there are emotional troubles that it can’t cope with or experiences to be made in reality. He would in general be very patient with his child and have a good mixture of strictness with gentleness.

He also detest shouting at it, as well as scolding too harshly so he really tries to not do this to make sure he doesn’t damage the relationship with his child. Nonetheless, the child knows when his tone gets stern that it did something wrong and better listens to what its father has to tell them.

As for what he would do together with them, there are a lot of things. Surely he would like to teach the kid a little bit about medicine even if it ends up not wanting to do that for their profession. He thinks it’s good to have some basic medicinal knowledge. He would also take them for some walks and hikes in nature when going out for herbs.

Dr. Ratio🎓

Getting Children is admittedly not really on his radar. He is so focused on work that he tries his best to be there often enough for let alone you, so if you two were to get a child he would have a lot more time to invest into it and sacrifice work time to be here for you and the baby. Especially since he wouldn’t want you to be the only one to need to invest their time into it.

And while that might not be the end of the world, it would bother him to have his pretty good work-life balance smashed together by a little human. Since he is also pretty content with the relationship only being between the two of you.

Yet if you were to listen to his reasons and be able to make a few sacrifices on your side, he would maybe be willing to give you a child. In your pregnancy he would then be there for you to the best of his abilities and care for the little human inside you, yet you can see there is a bit of distance.

But that distance also gets less after the baby is born and has features of him and you. He would fall in love.

He then would be more of a stricter dad. He has read a lot about parenting in books prior yet still wouldn’t fuss to scold the child occasionally if it did something really wrong.

What he would do with the child largely depends on the child’s personality. If he notices the child likes learning and asks him questions about every kind of science then he would be over the moon. If the child turns out to be hating school and academics however.. be prepared to watch him try to cope with that.

If the child would be willing, he would indulge in every childlike imagination with them, explaining the physics of a flying ship, floating water in zero gravity, you name it. If the child is completely disinterested though. He will have a hard time to bond with it, since there is only an emotional component left which is very important and which he could fulfill just fine, but there is no shared passion between them then.

So all in all, he would probably be against getting a child. The chances of him and it not connecting are too big to him to want to try it out because even if you try it and it doesn’t work, he doesn’t want a child to need to suffer under it. He also simply isn’t interested in the major life changes that come with it and admits that he is not cut out to be a parent which is fine too isn’t it?

Il Dottore🧪

You want a child? He would give it to you, what’s the harm in it after all? Most that it would have in store for him is another human he could teach some things about lab work.

But other than concerning himself with it when it comes to work be prepared to raise it on your own. Dottore may be willing to give you a child and help you with giving birth and be there for all the pregnancy related things, but he would more do the minimum rather than the maximum.

But if you agree that you are okay with the minimum and occasional bonding moments he‘d have with the child then there you go!

Maybe he would also deploy one of his clones from time to time to entertain the baby (but please make sure it doesn’t end up in an experiment then :).

If you ever really have all hands full nonetheless and all the clones are with him in an experiment you will get the lucky chance to see Dottore strapped with your little one to the chest walking around the lab with the clones. Which surely is questionable but boy does it look kinda cute.

They all would probably get so distracted by the baby after some point tho that everything is about it and work is forgotten.

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- Slip of the Tounge multiple & gn!Reader

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Recovery date: September 12th, 2024

Description: Hello I was wondering how the hsr characters would react if the reader, who's about 15, accidentally called them Mom/Dad

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions. Includes Welt, Himeko, Boothill, Jing Yuan, Dr Ratio, and Kafka.

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Welt

Doesn’t mention it

He’s just glad you feel so safe around him

If you want to talk about it he’s more than happy to accept that role/pseudo-role in your life

Otherwise it’s just a silent point of pride

And he might invite you to have tea with him a bit more often

Are those your favorite snack? Oh, what a coincidence

Himeko

A little surprised, I don’t imagine she sees herself as a mother figure

A guardian or mentor, sure, but mother?

Definitely confides in Welt

However, she also won’t bring it up with you

If you want her as a mother figure in your life she will try her damndest

Teaches you how to make coffee

Boothill

If he could cry he would

He naturally takes you on as “his kid” on instinct

It’s not until you call him dad that he even notices

Clears his throat and asks you to repeat yourself

I imagine he probably hasn’t told you about his past, so you're probably confused

Give him some time, but he’ll embrace the role again if you really see him like a father figure

If not things will stay the same, but he’s more aware of how he treats you

Jing Yuan

A fucking tease

Asks you to repeat yourself

That scene in brooklyn 99? Ya, that’s him and you

Although if you really do see him as a father figure he won’t tease you as much

He’ll happily take you on in the same way he cares for Yanqing

Even if you don’t seriously see him as a father figure, he will start calling you his kid

Such a shit head

Dr. Ratio

He understands these kinds of slip ups are common in children

He won’t mention it, so if you meant it seriously then you have to tell him

Definitely doesn’t see himself as a father figure

But I feel like if you were close enough to see him as one, he would at least try

Maybe he’d ask more about your life outside of academics

Either way, nothing really changes

Kafka

She thinks it’s funny

Another tease, just like Jing Yuan

However, if you genuinely see her as a mother figure I see her taking pity on you

But she’ll keep a closer eye on you, maybe ask you to bake with her

Whatever reason you ended up with the stelleron hunters at such a young age must be serious

Sure her whole deal is messing with people and teaching them fear, but maybe she can try being a good mother figure for you

[odditycollector]

gamdave for the ask meme! and or, erijake??

Dave/Gamzee

1. I am not sure there is another pair of people in homestuck who have quite so skewed a ratio of "resounding & negative impact on each others' lives" and "fucks given about that".

Like, okay, I am p sure Dave does not understand that Gamzee manifested Lil Cal as a physical object, and I am p sure that Gamzee does not regret his awakening as a murderous shitlord, but you see what I am saying here.

2. Serendipity meets Final Destination

Gamzee and Dave are two random strangers who share a minor act of assholery between each other. So minor. Like, maybe they are both at the convenience store at 3am for doritos, and there is only one bag of chips left. And Gamzee snipes the chips out of Dave's almost closed fingers, and in response to his smug sneer Dave crunches the bag, making the chips not be triangles anymore.

And neither really remembers this moment the next day because it is so petty and let's be real they were both probably stoned. But somehow the fateful repercussions from this event are rippling out into the world like a terrible Rube Goldberg avalanche, starting with minor misfortunes and building quickly into mass destruction and death.

Meanwhile Dave and Gamzee are going about their lives with an occasional bemused glance at a wackily awful newscast.

Anyway, it seems like things are dominoing into some kind of worldwide calamity, BUT ACTUALLY everything has been lining up to get Gamzee and Dave onto the same stage so they can have the greatest rap off of all time and also just SUPER hit it off.

As things fade to credits we hear them being all, hey you look kinda familiar youre sure this is the first time we met right? yeah, think id all remember a motherfucker….

(and then the last camera shot is something is knocked off a counter in their wake and that hits a spray bottle which rolls across the hallway… and a creepy noise plays because that is the rule on how to end a movie like this)

Eridan/Jake

1. I am not sure if I have thoughts on Eridan/Jake, but the possibility of Grandpa seducing ancient Beforus Eridan (in homestuck + its game Old Man Jake has so many portals why NOT to Beforus) is both logistically defensible and very funny.

2. Jake is sad and lonely and really misses his good buddy Erisolsprite and decides to track down Erisol's component pieces in the dreambubbles. Sollux, wisely, continues to desire no part of the situation. But Eridan, on finding a guy who WANTS him around, gets really clingy about it (do not believe his posturing otherwise)

He offers to mentor Jake in the Way Of Hope and despite Jake being a god tier achiever and Eridan being a mortal ghost Jake is like, yes sure that makes sense, maybe if i knew more stuff about my powers i wouldn't be a miserable wreck right now, teach me up.

So Jake learns cool shit about weaponizing Hope, but mostly (through Eridan's whiny self pity) he learns that he is not the worst person ever at interpersonal relationships. It puts his friendship errors in perspective, and he even offers Eridan some advice in that department! Which makes Jake feel mature and wise but otherwise does not do shit 'cause ghosts can't change.

Is there a more poignant moirallegiance tragedy in all troll literature? i doubt it.

But then in the end there is an empty green sprite kernel from an unused timeline and Jake invites Eridan to return to being his prescribed guide in the sort-of-living world, and Eridan accepts.

(This is a very weird basis for a relationship from a human POV but neither notices.)

[ratioyangreal]

Thank the cheese god for spawning your pinned post.

- for sunday x luocha, for the bible vibe maybe an alternate universe where the chicken is lucifer and loucha lilith (fluff, smut, whatever)

- welt x ratio, modern au where they are adoptive parents to little mc (mayvbe make caelus and stelle twins??) and they're helping them with their homework;

Also, can you show me the way to your blog where you post sampard and bronle, I rlly need it 🙏

Ehe, no problems, no problems :D

But by the sampard/bronle ships, I meant like other people who have other blogs for them, lol. I don't have a sideblog for sampard/bronle, and I don't plan on making one rn.

anyway, hope you enjoy!

- 🎗️admin

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a/n : As for the bible study ask, (I'll assume it's a Hazbin Hotel au, for the Lucifer & Lilith names), it sounds actually super cool. Headcanons cuz it's easier for me to write them for bible study lol.

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- So we all know that Sunday's the king of hell, right, but he rarely shows himself during exterminations, battles, or soul deals, or literally anything else.

- Cause this man's BUSY

- Like busy with meetings, doing more deals that gain his power, making himself unable to dethrone, etc.

- He's constantly making sure his assistants can do everything properly, running around his palace, just like.

- Ordering around his servants to do everything. Making sure they know how to do it, etc

- After he's sure no one in Hell can dethrone him,

- He just. Sleeps.

- Like just goes snmohg mimimimimi

- Obviously his bed’s like the Princess and The Pea story,

- like 5 fluffiest mattresses for him and he sleeps like a baby

- As soon as he lays down

- 💤

- (I feel like Loucha would just walk in on Sunday just passed out in bed

- And just doesn't care,

- He's just like, “oh ok my husband's asleep” and Sunday’s posing like jesus christ on the stick, closed eyes and everything.)

- (But then he wakes up because he heard the door creaking as Loucha opened it lmao.)

- Anyway, Sunday's a light sleeper and he probably locks his door whenever he sleeps too lmao.

- Just to avoid getting woken up.

- When he is awake, Loucha is either out travelling the rings of hell, or cooking something for the both of them.

- I feel like Loucha would just be like those girly girl queens that hit the slay pose every now and then /j

- anyway they're content with living like royalty and doing their own thing tbh

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a/n : For the modern au ratioyang with adopted children!cosmic twins, AAAAAAAA- I'm in love with it. Some headcanons because. Because :).

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OK SO-

- Ratio wasn't fond of the idea of adopting two kids from an orphanage at first, I mean.. they are there for a reason, right??

- Welt would probably be the one to convince him, let's say he just wants to adopt them both okay. And Ratio’s, not really interested in the idea at first.

- Because, children are a lot of work y'know

- Until,,,, Ratio finds out that they both hold a stelleron in them.

- So the two end up adopting both of them.

- He'd probably end up studying them if it wasn't for Welt smh /j

- And like, Ratio treats them like his students, strict and expecting the best manners, and grades.

- But Welt helps his partner show a bit more love to the twins, and which Ratio allows himself to actually treat them like children, his children. His and Welt's.

- (I'll assume they're in high school),

- Ratio firstly doesn't think his kids need help with studying or schoolwork,

- mainly because they've listened to both of their parents squabble over science, mathematical calculations, and other stuff related.

- So it surprises him when Caelus asks for help on chemistry.

- Obviously, he's all “You don't know how to do this? This is the most simplistic thing I've ever seen!”

- But he eventually does help him,

- (without being an egotistical ass)

- (believe it or not)

- Stelle, on the other hand, turns to Welt for help on maths.

- To which Welt happily accepts, and teaches Stelle like an actual good teacher, and makes sure she's listening and understanding.

- They both have very different ways of teaching, however both of their children end up passing their exams anyways.

- So they're both proud.

- (ratio shows caelus off to his class definitely)

- (All like “You see, Caelus is a perfect example of a good student. And you morons have to learn from him.”)

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[jacksgreysays]

Would you ever write academy students having and history class, and learning just how many regimes Team 7 changed, and how "natural disasters" influenced something or another

Hi violetablood! :D

I sort of did this in one of my long ago Three Sentence Fic but I don’t think that’s a proper response to this ask so let’s see…

In a realistic Naruto world, I actually don’t know how important history would be in the academy. Because, I read this somewhere in regards to Boku no Hero Academia, but basically both the hero students and shinobi-to-be are at trade/vocational schools, which means their curricula would be focused towards their future roles in society more so than general knowledge. And not to say that history is useless to shinobi (especially regime changes!) but except for maybe the broadest of timeline regarding the Elemental Nations and somewhat uh… patriotic Konoha and Land of Fire history, I don’t think the Academy would teach much history to their pre-teen future soldiers. Like. These are elementary school kids, the majority of whom will either never leave Konoha or at the very least never leave Land of Fire (or, in a realistic war, be little more than cannon fodder, oof). There’s probably some kind of further education opportunities for those who enter Intel or those who are trained for deep cover, but otherwise I feel like more information is given as needed for whichever impending mission a shinobi gets deployed on.

All of that being said, Team Seven’s regime changing shenanigans are definitely part of the curricula mostly because they have SO CRUCIALLY changed the political, economic, and literal landscape of MULTIPLE COUNTRIES, in addition to being the top of a chain of dominoes that literally led to the creation of a BRAND NEW SHINOBI VILLAGE (and yeah, Land of Birds would be a minor village, but it’s still a whole new village). And also the alliance between Sand, Mist, and Leaf. Which, you know, fingers crossed, lasts for a long time.

The “natural disasters” would probably be part of the further education opportunities given they are probably still ANBU classified and thus would only be relevant to the previously mentioned specific shinobi. Although, I suppose that also depends on how much the “natural disasters” have changed geography (which I imagine is taught a little more widely taught in the academy. Or, at the very least, the breadth is a little wider even though, again, not everyone will leave Land of Fire). Because an earthquake is one thing, but a river having changed paths is another.

… although, to be honest, all of the above is me trying to excuse, diegetically, why I wouldn’t write this fic. Or at least, not as an entire fic devoted to this concept? Like, such a scene would be a part of a larger fic to sort of expositional dialogue something about the worldbuilding. Similar to how the “transcript from Nara Satori’s ‘Lectures on Elemental Chakra’” in Primadonna Girl (fills the void up with celluloid) was meant to bring the concept of specific ratios of blended elemental chakra leading to certain “extinct” blood limits to imply that Shikadai has Magnet Release but doesn’t quite know it.

So a scene in which academy students are learning about a certain genin team affecting international politics via regime changes would have to serve a greater purpose than just glorifying said team’s shenanigans. Like… take the Primadonna Girl universe: on the one hand, of course the propaganda machine that is “protect the village and the Hokage with your life” would want to mention such things like the Great Uzumaki Bridge and how the Nanadaime personally saved the life of the Daimyo of Land of Spring. But would they want to even risk Her name being brought up? All the students know that The Last Loyal Uchiha aka the head of the Konoha Military Police was genin teammates with the Nanadaime and that the Rokudaime was their sensei, but would the academy want to risk students then wondering who their third genin teammate was? How struck from the records would Her name and actions be? Does a certain level of enterprising students investigating flag member of Intel? (Is that maybe even a good thing? Are there ANY clan members who run interference, who watch which clever students find the truth and what those clever students do? Does an older Shiho secretly make copies of those censored reports so that one day the truth can be restored?)

And then, non-diegetically, I suppose the reason why I wouldn’t write it is because it would be either SO MANY CHARACTERS to juggle (an entire class, plus their teacher?) or just a straight up lecture—which I greatly struggled with in the previously mentioned “Lectures on Elemental Chakra”—with the students only tuning in every so often. Or, like, talking over it. And then—even if it is the next generation kids—that’s still a lot of OCs to fill out the numbers. Even with Shino being their teacher. SO MANY CHARACTERS!

… buuuuut now that I consider the whole… political ramifications of school curricula in Primadonna Girl, it does make it more appealing. Because the propaganda/intel/counter-intelligence would be one of the many arenas in which the pro-Shikako and pro-Naruto camps would be duking it out, and I guess that would be an interesting way to get Shino’s (and Chiyako’s and maybe Kiba’s) POV or even what side they’d be on, because I don’t think I’ve yet brought up their opinion of the whole situation.

And if this IS after the (fills the void up with celluloid) installment, then it would be interesting to see how Shikadai does or doesn’t react to the gaps that may or may not be in the history that he now knows is where is secretly banished aunt is supposed to be. And if Shikadai does react (or pointedly DOESN’T react) to certain things then that pulls in other students noticing his behavior (ie, Chouchou, Inojin, and Boruto)

So, like, I guess the answer is maybe I would write this fic under extremely certain circumstances?

[calypso-finale]

Eighty. Part 2

Halle gagged “you can’t make tea for shit sister, what the hell” I groaned out “I literally bought all this tea shit for you girls and I still get disrespected” I have had enough “the milk to water ratio is sickening, what the hell, you saving away milk for yourself” they make me mad “whatever, I don’t do tea. You know I am American and y’all are so protective of this tea business” I huffed out, Lillian cooed out “aww I am sorry, we joking. Thank you, we will teach you the way my British queen” I chuckled “how was France though? Fendi treated you well?” nodding my head “you saw all the kids clothes they gave me, it was good. I enjoyed working it was a breath of fresh air but like I wish they let me do my degree, which they won’t. They like nah, you model and shut up, but it was ok. I think it’s going to be a thing of I will be going France a lot more than just that, it’s lonely though, just me on my own but I saw Ti and her man” they let out an oh “yeah, sitting there like a third wheel was shit, I am like in the city of love, and I am sat here awkward, but they was ok, Taylan was ok. He seemed quiet or was told to be quiet, maybe. They are still going strong, I guess. Maybe moving out is the way forward” I grinned “maybe keeping your hands to yourself is too” Halle said and gasped “sorry, it just naturally flowed out” I scoffed “so how is he? I mean I don’t want to ask but like, do you know? I saw your dad play off the hospital visit, it was smooth of him” Halle is whispering like it’s a dirty secret “erm, I don’t actually know. That is the honest truth, I know that Aziel went to see him with my dad, he didn’t like it so to me I am like what does he look like, in my mind I am like how does he look, I saw him from the cameras, when he was coming in with my dad” Lillian put her hand up “hold on? He is here, in this house” nodding my head “yeah, because erm, my dad comes from LA to help him, he promised him” Lillian cooed out “that is so sweet, oh my god. So he comes and helps him” nodding my head, Halle placed her hand over her heart “nah my heart can’t take, how sweet is that of your dad, awww so he comes to help him then?” she asked “yeah, and he asked and said like Wadz needs a break, it will be a few days. He is in the room, he hasn’t left since, it’s been the second day now since the treatment and the picture, and he hasn’t left it. He just sleeps, my dad was like make him Oats, I did. He didn’t eat, my dad said he was sick. I don’t know, I just” I shrugged, I am speechless really, I don’t know what to feel.

I sighed out “bless him, oh Mr Brown. How is Oakley?” my dad walked in “oh he is well as he can be, erm he is sitting up now” Halle cooed out “does he look like how we assume?” Halle is asking what I am thinking “it breaks my heart to see him but when I am done with him he is going to be on top again, his treatment is doing good but it’s taking it out of him, he has his moments of depression and it’s talking to him about it. But he is ok, erm Rylee. Can I speak to you” my dad said, I hope it isn’t more bedsheets, I barely got the ones he ruined cleaned right now. Making my way out behind him “erm, yeah Oakley is up, he isn’t really asking to do anything. He is just on his phone catching up with his friends slowly, but I really want him to see Aziel, I think Aziel will be ok, but I am going to ask him and if you can just be there because he will want his mom, and if you’re ok with it, he will be too. He has at that age where he is confused, and he will look to mom. I think if we put a hat on Oakley, he will be ok. I will see if he is ok with it but I know he is missing him but he doesn’t want him to be scared of him, I did mention it but like it’s that fear he will cry about it” nodding my head “I haven’t seen him since, the last image in my mind is seeing him on the stage in LA and that was it, so this” my voice broke “you need to be strong because it’s not about you, it’s about him” nodding my head “ok, if he is ok with me being there, then yeah” I need to suck it up.

Sitting back down with the girls “your dad is dramatic” Halle laughed “he literally stood there, and we heard” I sniggered “yeah, he probably didn’t want to just stand there with you girls, oh my god” I breathed out “I can imagine, it’s hard. You want the lasting image to be that smiling guy on stage, he was so happy and to see him, good luck sister” I swallowed hard “but your dad is right, you need to be a parent. Your feelings don’t matter, what you say to him, you telling him. It’s dad, it’s this. Aziel is confused because I mean he saw dad then, that guy in the gang taking him out and now he is different. He is thinking and looking, if he does come and he does want it. You better act right, it isn’t about you, it’s about your son” these girls already telling me off “you’re right” I mumbled “I do miss him, I heard my dad talking to him in the middle of the night, just hearing his voice and my dad telling him stories. My dad and his boring stories, and all I could think of is Oakley pulling that scowl face like he is listening, but he isn’t but if you ask he will know” I chuckled “it’s lonely” I added “mhmm, you not thought of looking for another?” Halle asked “no” shaking my head “I am sorry but that is the last thing I want in life, another man. I am being strong, I am. Like when I posted that about him, my mom told me I need to grow up, you want to be grown, do it. You aired yourself out as this violent girl, I am ashamed. Then they clowned him again about I was hitting him, my mom said to me that I am on my own with my shit, I need to do some soul searching too. So yeah I just threw myself into work, but I am not looking for a man, I want the man upstairs really. I messed up so yeah it’s me having to fix it, I hope I can” I shrugged “you want him back then?” nodding my head “I do, come on. Me and him never ended and never will, I messed it up, but I do need to grow up, so yeah that is what I am doing” I don’t want another “mhmmm Kenza is there though, I mean mhmm” Lillian mentioned “he loves me, even she herself can tell you he doesn’t love her. Yeah they are friends but there is no love there” I spat.

Kicking my cupboard door shut up “keep banging it, keep doing it I will be getting angry and you won’t like it” Aziel put his hands up “no mommy” rolling my eyes “well stop doing it, just being silly” I hate this age, like he is just everywhere and I sometimes lose him in this home which I do hate also I am feeling a little nervous seeing Oakley but my dad said that I will feel my heart drop but don’t show it, I got to be strong because I want Aziel to see him “mommy I go” he asked, shaking my head “wait, papa is going to come. You want to see dad?” He nodded his head “my dad, I see him” smiling at Aziel “yes baby you will see him” the door opened “papa I go out” my dad looked at me “come” oh I feel nervous now “ ok let’s go then” I said, Aziel followed behind my dad “you pushing me now” my dad chuckled, he went into the living room “bro, you sleeping again!?” My dad spat, walking into the living room “daddy” Aziel spat, Oakley has a hat on but looked up at me and my heart right now, I looked away “about to fall asleep on us again” sitting down on the couch, Aziel is stood just looking at Oakley “you not going to say hi to dad” my dad said to him, Aziel looked at me, but Oakley is so silent “what’s wrong” he ran into me and stood next my legs and rested against me “Aziel, you not going to say what’s up to dad? He missed you” Oakley is just staring and the way he is staring hard can be a little scary on his end, Aziel turned to me “what’s wrong?” I asked him, he started speaking all these words, they aren’t even words is just mumbles and things “papa is there, dad missed you so much, he was saying how he misses you with the boys, you want mommy to go” I said “yes mommy go” this child, we are all adults right “you’re being silly, it’s dad” Aziel held my hand, this is so hard because this treatment has took it out of him so much, he has such beautiful skin and tone but you can tell it’s just taking that from him “see it’s dad” my dad is just smiling, Aziel put his finger in his mouth, he looks so sad “what’s up?” Oakley finally said something “see, you sit on papa lap” picking him up and placing him on my dad’ lap “little drama aren’t you” someone needs to apply lotion to his skin, like why ain’t nobody doing that, I swallowed hard and looked up at him, but I quickly turned away, a little sob left my lips because this is so sad to see.

Aziel is for once being good, he is just looking at Oakley “am I not your guy anymore?” He said to him, he smiled. He put his fist up, Aziel dapped him but so hard “damn, I’m weak you doing that. Birthday coming up soon” he said, my dad looked at me to not say anything “I mean nah, I missed that. I will make it up to you” Aziel reached up to take his hat “you don’t want to do that” my dad stopped him “no I give kiss” he said “nicely” my dad made sure “please” he said and it made Oakley smile “come” he said to him, Aziel is warming up to him I just think he was confused on how to take him because of how he looks “awww” my dad said, Aziel kissed his cheek and hugged him “I miss you” even that is hitting my heart, Oakley hugged him and he just cried “it’s alright” my dad flicked a tear patting his leg, Oakley has got me sobbing now “I’m so sorry” Oakley said to him, looking up at them both, Aziel is just resting his head on his shoulder but he’s really crying “Oakley, it’s ok. I told you he’s good, you don’t need to cry” my dad said “I missed his birthday, I fucked up I can’t be there for him” he said to my dad “you will get better, it’s ok man. You about to heal and get better, and Aziel will still be here waiting for you” my dad really wiping Oakley tears, I am flabbergasted, just shocked “we love you over here, we do” Aziel lifted his himself up “dad I wear” I knew what he was going to do, and he just snatched the hat from his head and put it on his, looking at him I sadness he had such thick, luxury hair, he had good hair and to see him bald. Aziel reached up and touched his head “you still love me yeah?” Oakley asked and Aziel just kissed him “you good Oakley, you going to be ok” I hurt for him so much, Aziel doesn’t care at all, but he was just curiously confused on why his dad did change on him, I am happy Aziel is making him happy, he’s smiling, and I love that “just overwhelming, you know” Oakley said, “just everything is shit, but it’s good to see someone that is happy spirited, that energy is good” Aziel is smiling at me “you happy now?” I said to him “my boy” I knew he would start saying that when he with Oakley.

Well this is awkward my dad left the room and Aziel decided to chase him outside too, I am not even sure what to say but just sit here or should I speak to him, I mean I do care about him, I shouldn’t stay silent, I should say something. Looking over at him and he is just staring down at his lap “don’t you have like lotion for your skin to put on” he looked up at me “uh yeah they did” he mumbled “just don’t have it in me to put it on, my cousin she comes and does it sometimes, she knows” letting out an oh “that is good, you told her” he nodded his head “I can’t expect them to do everything, it’s hard” he laughed “so I just let it happen, she comes and she does it on my arms and back, chest” he explained “you know I would do it for you, you know I would. It was never that” he shook his head “I am not your pity” rolling my eyes “but you’re not, you let my dad help you?” I questioned “he does it because he actually loves me” I frowned “and I don’t!?” I spat “I do love you, I fucked up. I told you I did” he shuffled off of the couch and slowly got up and so did I “Oakley, I am sorry ok. I fucked up, I had a lot on my mind, a lot going and then when you was seen like that I snapped, I did ok. I would have never hurt you that way, I miss you! I miss having you around” Oakley is that skinny his bottoms are slipping down “let me help you please, let me do this. It was never to do with pity, I don’t pity you ok. I am sorry, you told me to not drink, you told me not smoke weed because I act out and I did it. I am sorry” my dad walked in “you harassing my guest” he said to me, placing my hand in Oakley’ hand, he looked up “you do have the right to do this shit Rylee, I don’t have the mental capability to even think about this. You don’t have the right to think you can say to me you can do better and then be here holding my hand, I don’t want to do this. You know what, I am so glad I am going through this shit, through this pain because I don’t feel” he looked at me “you look me in the eye and you see nothing, for my son I did. I looked at Aziel the same way and he didn’t like it, I had to show the loving side this is why he came to me but I ain’t got anything going on” my lower lip quivering “I love you Oakley, I do. I am not going to get over you and I am not going to let it go” my dad moved me back “we spoke on this, let his hand go” he said, Oakley and I just stared at each other “I am not giving up on us, I am not. I made a mistake” I said “so was Brian, you jump. And jump” he walked off slowly “daddy we go out” Aziel said holding his hand “he has gone through treatment Rylee, what you doing?” my dad said “I haven’t had the chance, I am not giving up on us. I fucking miss him” they don’t understand that I do.

[smizzy]

Being Angela's sibling and dating El

mannn im finna whip dis hoe

DONT GET ME STARTEDDDDDD

angela having a soft spot 4 u cus ur her sibling

but shes not kissing up ur ass 24/7

just mildly picking on you

it was all well until you saw a brown short haired girl getting laughed at by your sister and her friends

you didn't say anything knowing how Angela was, but you made a mental note to make sure to look out for that same girl

as time went by she started telling you more and more about the same girl

stories about how she treats her, jokes made in class about her, names being thrown around

you found out her name was Jane and her brother Will both coming from outta state

she was cute you'd give her that

you wanted to talk to her, maybe more

yeah Angela's mischievous actions ticked you off day by day

but during those days you were getting closer to Will meaning also getting closer to Jane too

on the first day you talked to both of them you told them you swore you weren't like your sister

They were on the fence still more so Jane and ofc u don't blame them after the image your sister technically gave you both

But Angela started noticing you staring out for someone during school

or saying you have something for school and spending less and less time with her

not too long after Will, Jonathan, Joyce started noticing when you were brought up she have a reddish pink tint appear on her face with the most adorable blushing smile

it's just so easy to see how much she's into you

and they think it's the most cutest thing ever

the incident at the roller-rink left you stunned but you couldn't say she didn't deserve the hit.....

days pass and you get even more close with Jane, maybe even little flirty remarks, you were in deep babe

After school you heard loud snickering knowing what was happening already, you walked over to Jane helping her up and picking up her dropped belongings and putting them back in her bag

"just give it up already Angela, she's clearly desperate now just spare all of us the time"

it was the first time you ever stood up for Jane

Angela had to make sure she wasn't trippin fr

THE CONFESSIONNNNNNNNN

she scraped her chin with a scratch on her cheek so thinking it was good idea you told her to sit still as you go find any type of first aid in the Hopper-Byers house

As you began treating her she asked you in a low soft voice why you did what you did back at school

you couldn't say anything, like your words were stuck in your mouth

not cus of how scared you were to admit how you felt, but the closeness of face to face ratio

"y/n" you hesitantly moved your eyes up to hers

And in a quick movement she placed her lips right on yours mking you burn up, you dropped the cotton ball and place you hand in hers until you realized what was happening and you pulled away

"I don't care" she said after the sudden quick step back "Honestly I don't care when it comes to being with you, ever since we met it's just been you on my mind"

from there on you knew he rest would be history

NOW LETS TLAK ABOUT DATING

the Byers family loving to have you over anytime even on school nights

photos! photos! photos!!!

she feels the most purest love with you

#mikewieneraintshit

Angela treating her a little nicer day after day when she's over at your house

meaning she'll stop bothering her at school

your gf has the most thanks to give to you from finally getting Angela off her back to winning the most fantastic, affectionate, loving, kind, charming, cool, stunning, humbled, sexy, hilarious girlfriend of all time

you make her feel all mushy whenever you guys kiss

wishing hopper and everyone in Hawkins would meet you

teaching her how to cook and bake

y/n shrine in her room

stick drawings of you both with everyday accessories and hearts around with blushing cheeks is a must 24/7

thinking about a future with you

if eleven gets something from the store she's getting one for y/n you best believe that mate

[thedreamlessnights]

Ciao!I saw you're taking request and I was wondering if you're up for a little ""challenge""

•Reader teaching how to bake to Jayce and Viktor.

*Insert Gordon Ramsay meme*

Reader is so patient and gentle with Viktor [since they have a crush on him] and go full "you heccing donkey" towards Jayce [affectionately]•

You're free to change anything that makes you unconfortable or can ease the prompt.I am aware I have weird ideas.

Take your time and have a lovely day!

This was such a cute idea, and I had a great time writing it! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy!

How sweet a kiss can be | Viktor x gn!Reader | 1.8k | SFW

There’s a science to baking, as you like to say. There’s no denying that, even with your messy understanding of chemistry. You don’t need to know the law of conservation of mass to know that the chemical reaction of yeast and warm water at exactly the right range of temperature produces a nicely risen loaf of bread, or that the ratio of baking soda in a batter affects the texture of a muffin.

Everything is about ratios, perfect temperatures, and the right conditions. It seems so simple to you after all these years, applying it as long as you can remember. Judging from the way things are going in this kitchen, however, it seems that baking is the only science you’ll understand better than Jayce or Viktor ever will.

Jayce has flour on his nose and in his hair, and Viktor’s frown has become permanent as his frosting only seems to get thicker and thicker. At this point, it could paste together bricks.

“Try adding more cream,” you tell him, face going warm when he meets your eyes. “Maybe a tablespoon or two. There’s just a bit too much powdered sugar.”

“But I measured it exactly like it said,” he laments. “I don’t understand what I did wrong.” Sighing in frustration, he wipes his hands on a towel and stares down at the recipe. “It’s gritty,” he says. “Mine doesn’t look the way yours usually looks.”

“Did you sift the sugar?” you ask, looking down on it. You’d been so focused on your own work, you hadn’t even realized that the two of them might need help.

“Sift… it?” Viktor asks, looking between you and the paper. “Why didn’t it tell us to do that?”

“I think it’s because it’s pretty common to sift powdered sugar,” you say, pulling the recipe toward you. “You’re right, though, they should have added it as a step. If you packed down the sugar while measuring it, that could have affected the texture, too.”

Viktor curses under his breath, reaching for the cream. You try not to laugh at his despair - it isn’t so terrible. You’ve done much worse, over the years. Undercooked soufflés, rock hard cupcakes, chewy croissants.

“I give up,” Jayce groans, pushing the batter he’s been stirring away from him. “I don’t know what I did, but it isn’t right.”

“It can’t be that bad,” you say, leaning in to take a look.

Except… it can. It absolutely can. There’s a great deal of lumps that shouldn’t be there, and the batter is incredibly thick, making the lumps even worse.

“It’s… not that bad,” you say, your lip quivering as you try to keep from smiling. “I’m sure we can fix it.”

“You’re a shitty liar, you know that?” Jayce asks, shaking his head. “This is a disaster. It looks like cement. How did it come out grey?”

“Just add more milk,” you say, barely keeping a straight face. Who knew that the two of them would be bad in the kitchen, when Jayce is an especially good cook? Is baking really so different?

Despite the reservation written clear on his face, Jayce grabs more milk and dumps some in, attempting to stir it. It won’t even mix in. It sits at the edge of the mixture, somehow congealing, and Jayce looks completely distraught.

“It’s fine. The oven will help,” you say quickly, turning away so that he won’t see you break. “It’ll taste fine once it’s been baked.” Your ribs feel like they’re cracking, trying to keep from laughing.

“Oh, really?” Jayce asks, raising an unimpressed eyebrow. “The oven will fix it?”

Looking you dead in the eyes, he scoops some of the batter on a spoon. “Taste this. Tell me how much you like it.”

Despite your hesitation, you take it from him and pop it into your mouth, thinking you’re prepared for whatever horrors face you. Somehow, it’s so much worse than you ever could have imagined. It fills your mouth with an acrid, sour flavor, coats your tongue with the texture of peanut butter, and sticks to the roof of your mouth.

“Delicious,” you whisper, taking a sip of water to wash it down. How you manage to swallow it with a straight face, you’ve no idea.

For a moment, you think you’ve gotten away with the lie, but it's no use. As soon as you meet Jayce’s eyes, any sense of composure you have dissolves, like sugar melting into water. The laughter comes on strong and out of nowhere, gasps that fill your eyes with tears, spasms that rob you of your breath. You keep trying to apologize - to explain that you’re not meaning to be rude, but every time you speak it only makes you laugh even harder. Eventually, you’re grasping the counter just to stay upright.

Luckily, they seem good-humored about it. Jayce is laughing with you and Viktor is chuckling, leaning against the counter.

“This is, eh… not as easy as I thought,” Viktor confesses. “Had I been aware of the difficulties, I might have appreciated your pastries all the more.”

Slowly pushing yourself upright, you wipe tears from your eyes and try to subdue the leftover laughs that threaten to push up from your chest.

“You boys just need practice,” you manage, finally calming yourself. “I’ve made mistakes too, you know. Don’t tell me you don’t remember the time my yeast didn’t rise, and I gave you the scraps of my completely unrisen bread?”

“That was different,” Jayce argues. “That still tasted good.”

“Who says yours won’t?”

“You, a minute ago when you tasted it,” Jayce says. “I don’t think there’s any saving it.”

You give in, laughing a little and shrugging. “Okay. You’re right. You fucked up the recipe - really bad. Who cares? We’ll restart, and make it right this time. It’ll taste amazing.”

“And my frosting?” Viktor asks, tilting the bowl toward you. “Is it redeemable?”

With his addition of more cream, it already looks much better than it’d looked earlier. When you dip a spoon in to taste it, you find that it’s less grainy, too, and you don’t have to lie about it tasting good this time.

“It’s delicious, Viktor,” you say. “More than redeemable.”

He gives you a warm smile, which has butterflies fluttering around your stomach.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he says, taking a seat. “I’d always hoped to outperform Jayce in the kitchen.”

Jayce huffs, distracted as he scoops his batter into the trash. “I wouldn’t talk yet. We’re remaking this, you know.”

“Yes, I’m sure it will be much better,” Viktor says. “So long as you don’t touch it.”

Two hours later, the two of you sit around the table, reaping the benefits of your hard work. The batter the three of you had worked together to remake came out very nice, baking beautifully in the oven. With Viktor’s frosting, it had been perfect - beautiful and fluffy, sitting on top of the cupcakes, creamy and light.

“Okay,” Jayce says after he takes a bite. “That was worth it. I’m never doing it again, but it was worth it.”

“Oh, come on,” you say, punching his arm playfully. “You don’t like bonding with us?”

“I can do that in the lab. You know, without messing things up.”

“Right. Like that time you set your desk on fire?”

He just takes another bite, rolling his eyes. “Shut up,” he says through a mouthful of cupcake.

You turn your attention to Viktor, who has made his way through three cupcakes in the time you’d talked to Jayce.

“Worth it?” you ask, hoping you don’t sound entirely desperate for his approval.

You’d really only started baking again for him. It’s true, as time went on you’d found your passion again outside of him, but using éclairs or lemon bars or anything else as an excuse to talk to him had seemed the easiest option at the time.

When he smiles at you and nods, warmth slowly flows from your chest to the rest of your body.

“You have a talent for these things,” he says. “Practice or not. I, eh - have tried many alternatives to your treats, but nothing compares. Your work is something special.”

Your cheeks go hot, and you’re fighting to meet his eyes. “Thank you, but I had your help today. Don’t discount yourselves.”

Viktor frowns, and you know he disagrees, but he doesn’t press it further. Instead, he changes the subject. “That downtown storefront is still for sale, you know. Weren’t you talking about opening a bakery?”

“Oh!” You hadn’t known he’d remembered that - you’d only told him after a couple too many drinks, and he’d been tipsy too, his cheeks flushed from the wine. “I - maybe.”

“You should,” Viktor prompts. “I’ll be a regular customer. I’ll tell everyone I know to try your pastries.”

“Me too,” Jayce chimes in, working on another cupcake. The treats are nearly gone now. Viktor narrows his eyes at Jayce, taking two and placing them to the side. He must be saving them for later.

“I’ll think about it,” you say.

Once the kitchen has been cleaned up, the three of you walk home, the rest of the cupcakes packed up in boxes for you all. Jayce’s house is first on the way, and he bids you all goodbye as he goes inside, downing another cupcake with a cheeky grin on his face.

That leaves you and Viktor. Alone.

“I meant it, you know,” Viktor says softly. “About the bakery. I truly think you would be successful.”

“I think I’m going to do it,” you confess, anxiously fidgeting with your fingers. “I’ve been putting money aside for this, and it’s been my dream for a long time, now.”

“I’m glad to hear it.”

You’ve arrived at Viktor’s apartment, and the two of you come to a halt in front of it, though neither of you seem very willing to leave.

“I wanted to thank you,” you blurt, the words you’ve been trying to say for months finally leaving you in a rushed bundle. “You’ve really inspired me, lately, and I just - I don’t think I’d be where I am now without you. I appreciate it.”

Viktor’s eyebrows raise, and he smiles ever so slightly. “You’re just as inspiring to me,” he says. “If I’m honest, you’ve become… a muse, of sorts. I can only hope to impress you.”

“You have.”

Before you can stop yourself, you find yourself leaning up on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek, and his cheeks flush a deep pink.

“I’d better go,” you say, before you can do anything else, but you find that his hand has wrapped around your wrist.

“Wait, I - might I beg you not to go?” Viktor says. At your shocked silence, he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “I have a better alternative.” His words are soft now, his lips next to your ear.

“What’s that?” you ask, your words shaky. He’s so close to you now, his grip on you so gentle and warm, that you can barely keep yourself together.

“From the moment I’ve met you, I’ve wanted to kiss you,” he breathes. “What you did just now… it made me think that I may have a chance of that happening. May I?"

Your heart skips a beat at his words, then races in your chest like it’s trying to break free of your ribcage.

“Yes,” you say quickly. “Yes, I’d like that.”

When he leans in to kiss you, he tastes sweeter than any treat you’ve ever made.

tags: @modernamilf @mischievous-piltovian

[cheelduh]

How to Not Kill a Ginger (High School Au!)

Part 5 to the series hehehe

Parts: 1 2 3 4

Pairing: Childe x fem!reader

Synopsis: Childe’s stomach stirs when you take care of him, and he’s not sure if it’s because of his major crush on you or just plain old diarrhea.

Warnings: Swearing. Graphic descriptions involving the true idiocy of teenage boys.

Words: Abt 2.6k

Note: Sorry I sort of half assed this. I have big ideas for the next part tho ✨😮‍💨

If there's one thing you're sure of, it's that Teucer knows how to throw one hell of a tantrum.

Him and his brother, Anthon, under your watch, manage to get into a petty squabble that's been airing for the last fifteen minutes. You've done everything, from offering candy to promising an extra hour on the switch, but your efforts do not bear fruit.

What did you tell Childe again? Oh yeah, that babysitting kids was a breeze. Apparently it's not a breeze. Maybe something more like a shart. A chunky, messy one at that.

"Listen dude," You reason to Anthon, the oldest of the bunch gently. "Where did you hide his toy?"

Anthon sticks a tongue out at you, and you nearly cry at the intensity of the insult. "Not telling."

Your patience runs thin.

"C'mon Anthon," Tonia lectures from her chair on the table like the godsend she is. "Just give him his toy back. You're being so annoying." She's taking the words right out of your mouth.

"Not until he apologizes!" Anthon crosses his arms, huffing. "He ate my cheese string!"

"There are more cheese strings!" You exclaim, opening the fridge to prove your point. "I'm sure Teucer's sorry for taking yours. Just pick another one."

"But it's not the same! He took the last cheddar and mozzarella one, now there are only mozzarella ones left." He speaks in between Teucer's wails. You wonder if this is a daily occurrence.

Tonia sighs, gets up from her chair, and hands the eldest her cheese string. "Just take this and give him his toy back."

Almost immediately, Anthon reaches a hand behind the tv table and pulls out the miniature Mr. Cyclops, then throws it point blank at Teucer's feet.

Teucer wails louder.

You pinch the bridge of your nose, shoulders sagging under the stress of being a temporary teenage mother.

Then you take a deep breathe, voice booming over Teucer's cries, Anthon's grumbling, and the clicking of Tonia's tongue. "Let's make a cake!"

Everything in the room stills. Even Teucer's loud cries comes to a halt, and he inhales so sharply that the streak of snot over his lip goes right back into its origin.

You wince inadvertently.

"Poggers!" Anthon cheers, and his siblings join in, laughing and clapping in excitement.

Tonia's eyes widen in confusion when she briefly pauses from her rally. "Wait a minute. What are we celebrating? We can't bake a cake for no reason! It won't taste nearly as good."

Everyone stops to ponder.

Then you snap your fingers in realization, and the kids huddle around you. "How about a 'get well better' cake for your big brother?"

They erupt in cheers again, but you shush them gently, wink an eye for extra measure. "We have to be quiet! He won't get better if we wake him."

The three nod in understanding and begin shushing each other, failing to conceal their giggles.

As you watch them making their way into the kitchen, bounce in their steps, you can't stop the warm smile that reaches your eyes.

That smile soon becomes a frown of horror when Anthon cracks an egg over Tonia's head.

-

The cake is not half as bad as you thought it would be initially. Between mixing the ingredients and ceasing the kids minus Tonia from being menaces to society, you were able to find middle ground.

Eventually Anthon found interest in finding ways to lick the batter whenever you turned around, and Teucer found comfort in your left leg, latching onto it as if it were a life line.

Just like how Venti latches onto his stupid little bottle of wine disguised as a water bottle. Seriously, you’ve never talked to him sober, and at this point are afraid of what’s he’s like lucid.

Tonia had been the only one taking things seriously for the most part, except for the sprinkles-to-icing ratio. She drowned the entire cake in sprinkles, the mere sight adding on the ghost of an ache in your teeth.

It looks like twilight sparkles took a fat dump on it.

"Okay besties," You inwardly curse yourself for giving into Gen-Z vocabulary as you brush your hands on the apron. "I think we've done a pretty decent job."

"It looks so pretty!" Tonia grins widely, eyeing the edible pearls she strategically placed. She quickly strikes down a finger Anthon tried to poke into the icing, with the accuracy of a true warrior.

You shudder at the thought of Childe teaching her how to stab someone with safety scissors.

"Can we add candles?" Teucer asks, but Tonia clicks her tongue in distaste.

"It's not a birthday cake." She crosses her arms judgementally. The power in her glare reminds you of La Signora, strangely enough.

You ruffle his copper coloured locks anyways, and his grip on your thigh tightens. "We can add candles if you want Teucer."

He nods his head and snuggles deeper into the side of your leg. Your heart warms up considerably.

After the candles are poked in, you try to shrug him off. "C'mon dude, just for five minutes. You don't want me to drop the cake before your brother can get a bite do you?"

Reluctantly, he obliges, and runs off to help Tonia collect utensils to take up to Childe's room.

Anthon's on door duty, kicking away any toys that serve as obstacles in your way like a professional soccer player.

Once you four make it up the stairs in front of the designated room, Anthon doesn't bother knocking. He barges in like he owns the place, chin up high and a signature smirk on his face that he probably learnt from his older brother.

Childe fumbles awake, kicking the air whilst in shock by the chaotic sound of the door hitting the wall and Teucer screaming "Happy Birthday!" at the top of his miniature sized lungs as he runs in to plop right on top of his older brother.

His bewildered expression soon turns into something of a loving smile as he begins to process what is happening, eyes lighting up despite the deep bags that frame them.

Tonia places the plates on his side table, right next to the empty soup bowl you placed there earlier. She climbs up onto the bed as well to join in on the hug.

Anthon approaches at last, hands in his pockets as he coolly acknowledges his older brother. Instead of a bone-crushing hug like the other two are indulging in, his opts for a fist bump that Childe happily reciprocates.

Then finally, between the shield that are his siblings, his cerulean eyes land on your near the doorway, then trail down to the cake in your oven-mittened hands. He averts his gaze back to your own, and grins so wide his cheeks start to throb.

"Big brother! We made you cake." Teucer moves his head from his chest to face him. "So you can get better."

Childe's laughs ring in your ears, but you don't shy away from the sound. It's a pleasant, something that you wish to hear more of in the near future. Sure enough he laughs a lot at school, but the genuineness of it at home, surrounded by his siblings, stirs something deep within you.

"How thoughtful of you." He ruffles his hair, then his eyes widen as he ushers the two off of him. "You guys can't be near me! I don't want you to fall ill as well."

"But-but how will we feed you the cake without getting close to you?" Tonia frowns, and her two brothers nod in unison.

You chuckle lightly, approaching the bed with the cake in your hands. "I'm sure he has enough strength to feed himself. The hugs and kisses surely must've energized him."

To be honest, Childe's all green in the face and the last thing on his mind would be to indulge in the cake. You understand the feeling all to well. With his nose clogged up, throat all sore, there's no way he'll stomach it. It took a lot of nagging on your part to get him to finish the soup earlier as well.

He blows the candles anyways, clapping along his siblings and letting Tonia drop a fat chunk of the golden cake onto his plate. You find it endearing, regrettably so. His dedication to keeping their dreams is admirable in more ways than you can count.

This is the same guy that wears meme shirts to school, topped off with douchey sunglasses to give him a pristine vibe. The same guy that punches holes in walls like a Kyle. The very boy that flexes his toned biceps in-front of you during lunch time, successfully ruining your appetite.

"Wait a minute..." Childe inspects the cake closely, narrowing in on the candles. "Why is there an eleven?"

Teucer scratches his neck sheepishly. "Those were the only candles we had left."

After another short-lived laugh, Childe manages a bite as everyone stares in expectation, the sound of a tight crunch enveloping the room, making you grimace in secret. If Childe feels like puking out his guts right now, he's doing a hell of a job hiding it from his darling siblings.

You're glad nobody forces you to take a bite, or it would've been a double homicide right then and there.

Soon enough, one by one the children file out of the room, satisfied with their visit. The reality is that they don't want to miss an episode of backyardigans.

Once they leave, you approach him with a napkin. He gets the gist, spitting out the remnants of the cake you slaved over for about two hours.

"Colour me impressed." You snort, moving the cake aside so you can take a seat on the open space next to him. "How're you feeling?"

"Amazing." He exclaims, eyes red like a crackhead's, nose runny, with goosebumps kissing his pale skin. He sure does look...amazing.

"Cool." You say, abruptly getting up. "I'm gonna vibe with the kid—"

His hand shoots out from underneath the blanket, clammy palms wrapping around your wrist to keep you locked in place. You gulp in anticipation.

"You kissed me." Childe reminds you, eyes twinkling in mischief, a vicious grin plastered over his stupidly handsome face.

You try not to choke on your words. "You have circumstantial evidence at most." No attempts are utilized to pull away from him.

He raises a teasing brow, and you give in because the tension is thick. Thicker than the tension between Albedo and Kaeya when the latter shamelessly unzips his front to show more of his biddies. You have no idea why he hasn’t been dress coded yet.

"Fine." You snap out of your impure thoughts, and huff out, frustrated all over. "I kissed you on the cheek."

"Still a kiss though."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes. Also, cute nails." He points out, hand moving down to grasp your fingers. The act is intimate, his caress gentle and caring. Despite his brash, violent personality, he shows you a completely different side to him that hatches butterflies in your stomach.

"Thanks." You show off the bright jewels on your index. "You have a real nail technician in the house."

Tonia has some serious talent.

When he taps one of the jewels, you slap his hand away. "Careful there dude. These cost me a fortune."

His chuckles die down and he smiles again, but this time apologetically. "They didn't trouble you too much did they? I know they can be loud."

"I like loud." You answer him truthfully. "They're fun to be around. Not nearly as chaotic as you."

He blinks in mock offence, eyes narrowing shrewdly. "You come into my house, talk to my siblings, and have the nerve to insult me? Right after taking advantage of me?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll also have the nerve to rip you a new one." You reply dryly with the innocent curl of your lips.

"Bet."

You're about to lunge at him and scream a string of obscenities that no one has ever heard of before, but the Archons are listening and you don't want his siblings to grow up without someone to look up to. Wait a minute—scratch that. You'd be doing them a favour if you wiped his existence right here and now.

You have a fragile heart though. So you sigh, and grab a fistful of sheets in both hands instead.

Childe's grin turns into a petrified scowl.

"Oh no," He pleads, weakly fighting you back. "Have mercy! Please!"

You have loads of mercy. Just not enough for him.

When you have him wrapped in a successful bundle, Childe can’t help but beam, laying limp in his confines.

“What are you smiling about?” You inquire, pulling out the medicine from his box, pausing momentarily in shock. “Wait a minute, don’t tell me you’re into these things you freak.” Head snaps up so fast you nearly suffer from whiplash.

He’s about to answer you but his words turn into a fit of shallow coughs.

“I’m into whatever you’re into.” Childe’s shrug is nonchalant. “Even if that means I have to be tied up. Kinky by the way.” He winks, and you roll your eyes, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as you hold the spoon up. The dark reddish medicine swirls in deep hues.

“Shut up and open your mouth.”

“Girlie, I don’t think you understand how contradicting that statement is.”

You momentarily wonder if it’s too late to abort yourself.

—

Childe awakens at the crack ass of night, sweat slick, sticky all over, tousled hair sticking to his forehead. He’s a panting mess, eyes darting around the dark room, inhaling, exhaling, mind in a haze from the fever. Gaining somewhat of a grip on reality, he fumbles around to turn on his lamp, throat parched and in need of water.

When he manages to find the switch, he recoils at the brightness, adjusting to the sudden change in his vision. On his side table, there’s a bologna sandwich tucked safely in plastic wrap, a glass of room temperature water, and a bottle of painkillers.

His eyes disregard most of the things, finding interest in the bright pink sticky note next to the painkillers. Unable to ignore the dryness of his throat and the pounding of his head, he quickly gulps a pill down with most of the water, instantly feeling the relief of hydration.

Then, he pounces on the note, giddiness overtaking him despite the pang in his muscles, and the general feeling of absolute shit.

I had to leave. Don’t worry about your siblings, they’re all tucked in and fine. Except for Anthon maybe. Apparently he’s mildly lactose intolerant and thought it was a good idea to overdose on chocolate milk when I was busy with Teucer. Anyways, get better soon stupid.

— Y/N

He safely tucks the note under his pillow, edges of his lips turned upwards, warmth flooding his veins when he takes another look around his surroundings.

The room itself is cleaned, floor cleared from the initial clutter and the cool shiny collector’s knives he buys off of Amazon safely hung over the wall, not littered on his desk like they usually are.

The homework he was supposed do, but most likely wouldn’t, is already completed, stacked neatly atop each other.

Childe swears his heart bursts in his chest, exploding into tiny particles that overheat his entire body.

There’s no way in hell a few days worth of homework is gonna bring his failing mark up, but then again it’s the thought that counts.

While the sandwich is catered to his nausea, bland and plain for easy digestion, an easy fill, it’s the best meal he’s ever had in his life.

[kerasines]

GIF Tutorial for Beginners

People keep asking me to teach them how to make gifs and I end up writing them long confusing messages, so I figured maybe it’s time to just write up an actual clean tutorial instead! This is supposed to be for total beginners! (Or people who want to switch to a new process that I’ve curated and streamlined over 8 years of making gifs.) I’ll try to keep this as barebones as possible, and won’t include all the advanced stuff I usually add. I hope it’s easy enough to follow, and I’ll include some links at the end for more stuff. I really do think it’s better to make a few simple gifs before doing more complicated stuff though, just to get used to it!

There will be three sections in this tutorial: #1 Basics - How to make a gif in PS at all #2 Sharpen - How to use sharpen/denoise filters in an easy way #3 Colouring - Just a few very basic adjustment layers

What you need:

A video (most common formats should work, although .mkv doesn’t always)

Photoshop (I use PS CC 2018 - this one because I'm morally opposed to Adobe’s subscription model - but versions aren’t super different from each other)

In the end, you should hopefully be able to make something like this:

This is gonna be so long. Sorry. You can make a gif with just part #1! The rest is just to make it look better.

#1 Basics

If any of the tools/functions aren’t where they should be for you, your best bet is googling it, you might need to change something in your preferences!

Make sure to save your PS file... often. PS has a tendency to crash, especially on laptops.

First, you need to get the video file. I recommend a shorter video, a few minutes long, if it’s longer you might want to cut it into shorter parts beforehand. This is just because PS’s video import tool sucks.

I chose the Butter MV, specifically Jungkook’s body roll at 1:24 because that’s what I want to look at for the duration of this tutorial. No further questions, thanks.

1. Open PS, go to File > Import > Video Frames to Layers

2. In the little pop-up, choose the part of the video that you want to gif. This will import every frame of the video into PS as a layer, so it has to be a relatively short part, or it’ll take ages (and gifs can’t be that big anyway). Now you can also see why it’s almost impossible to select the correct part if the video is too long.

The little controls at the bottom are for trimming, the one in the middle just for the preview. Make sure “Make Frame Animation” is selected! Then click OK.

3. Now you have your layers, and you have a frame animation! On the right are your layers, that’s where we’ll apply the colouring etc. later on. On the bottom, that’s your timeline or frame animation - that’s what the gif will be in the end! So if you delete frames, the layers will still be there, but they won’t show up in the gif. If you click on a frame, you can see the little eye checkmark on the layer that’s currently visible.

4. The timeline controls at the bottom that are relevant right now: set to “forever” so the gif will loop, you can play the animation with the play button, and you can delete the selected frame(s). The number on each frame is the speed of the gif, depending on the video I usually set it to 0.05 or 0.06 (photoshop lies to you when you play the animation, the only way to test this is to open the finished gif, preferably on tumblr or wherever you want to upload it).

5. As you can see, the animation starts a bit before the actual part that I want, so go ahead and delete all the frames in the animation that you don’t want! You can delete the corresponding layers too if you want, to make the PS file smaller, but it has no influence on the gif. (Hold Shift to select multiple frames as usual)

6. Next, we’re gonna crop the gif however we want! You can do this with the crop tool in the left sidebar, but with gifs like this where there’s a lot of moving parts, I sometimes just use the selection tool in the left sidebar, like so:

When you click on different frames, the selection stays, and you can check to make sure Jungkook doesn’t suddenly go out of frame if you crop it like that!

At this point, make sure the selection/crop isn’t smaller than you want the gif to be! For tumblr, what matters is the width (in pixels) of gifs. In the end, the width dimensions on tumblr should be 540px (1 gif per row), 268px (2 gifs per row), or 177/178px (3 gifs per row). Anything else will lead to very shitty resizing!

For this gif I’m going full sized, meaning 540px wide, so I made sure my selection isn’t smaller than that.

Then just go to Image > Crop, and it’s done!

7. Check to see if this is what you want, then resize: go to Image > Image Size to resize the picture. Make sure the little “link” between Width and Height is active (to keep the same aspect ratio), then set the width to 540px or whatever you chose. I always set the resample option to Bicubic.

Once that’s done, set the zoom to 100% right above the timeline, to see what it really looks like.

Almost done! A little note about the sizing: width is the important part for tumblr, but if you want to make a whole gif set (especially with more than 1 gif per row!!!) make sure to make all the gifs the same height, otherwise they won’t line up and tumblr will do whatever it wants.

I ended up making mine 540 x 400 and ended up with this:

8. Time to save the gif!! Go to File > Export > Save for Web (OR just use the shortcut Ctrl + Shift + Alt + S) (or whatever it is on Mac).

In the pop-up, you can change things about the gif, but most things should already be the way you want it (Image size, Looping option forever). Selective should be the default, just like the rest.

You can choose between Pattern and Diffusion, some gif makers swear on one or the other, I go back and forth.

On the bottom left, you can see the size of your gif. Keep an eye on that! I believe Tumblr allows every single gif to be up to 10mb, but I try to keep mine under 5mb or close to it, because I think tumblr adds compression if it gets closer to 10mb?? Anyway back in my day you couldn’t upload anything over 1mb. You’ll never know our struggles.

Then just save it, and that’s it, you made a gif! Well done!! Here’s the end result:

:)

#2 Sharpen

There are countless ways out there to make gifs as smooth and clean as possible! Here I’ll show you the easiest way, but it also provides a good basis for other methods. The main difficulty is that you you need to sharpen the layers, but you don’t want to 100 layers one by one. So what we’re gonna do is convert the layers into a Smart Object, which functions as one layer!

1. Convert the frame animation timeline to a video timeline with the little button right underneath on the left:

It should look like this, and I’m sorry but I can’t explain this one because I’m not an expert here, but you can just ignore it:

2. Select all layers: Select > All Layers, or just manually. 

Then right click on the layers > Convert to Smart Object. Now there’s only one layer left, but don’t worry, the frames are still there!

3. De-noise! It reduces noise, takes away some of that grain. More necessary in some videos. It also makes it less sharp, so I do this one first. Filter > Noise > Reduce Noise

My default settings are, Strength: 6, Preserve Details: 60, Reduce Color Noise: 45, Sharpen Details: 25, Remove JPEG Artifact: No. But you can play around, especially with the strength, and see how the little preview looks. Don’t apply too much of it! Or it will look weirdly smooth with no details in the end.

4. File > Sharpen > Smart Sharpen. 

Settings: I usually have mine at Amount: 500, Reduce Noise: 5, and Radius at either 0.2 or 0.3, depending on the video. I’ll actually do 0.3 here, because I find it a bit blurry otherwise. If you sharpen more, it can quickly get grainy.

The difference isn’t huge, but here’s a little before and after denoise & sharpen:

5. Technically you can just save it as a gif (save for web) as shown above now, or you can convert it back to a frame animation, which I’d recommend especially if you use certain other sharpening methods (I’ll show you how to convert it back at the end of the colouring part), but for now, let’s go straight to the next part:

#3 Colouring

Now, you CAN do this part right after part #1, still in frame animation, without a smart object. I prefer it like this because sometimes PS acts weird, but if you want to skip the smart object stuff: select all frames, and add the adjustment layers at the very top, above all the other layers. (It only affects selected frames; and it only affects the layers under it.)

The adjustment layers should be above the layer tray, and these are the ones we’ll use today: Brightness/Contrast, Curves, Vibrance, Color Balance, Selective Color.

All of these are optional! You can do one, or all, or any combination. This is just the very most basic for me to get a gif to a point that I like. I’d recommend sticking to these for a start, but once you get the hang of it, definitely feel free to play around! It’s fun! Every gif maker has different preferences here, too, so there’s tutorials for everything.

1. Curves: Just click Auto, tbh. You can play around, but Auto works fine for me as a start, just to brighten or darken some parts as a base.

2. Brightness/Contrast: Usually videos are a bit dark, and contrast can help to make it seem sharper AND cut down on gif size, so I usually just up both of them a bit (but not too much! Or it’ll look cheap). Here I put them at B: 19, C: 23

3. Vibrance: I love very vibrant and colourful gifs, so I usually up the vibrance (and sometimes the saturation). This one is already very vibrant, so I only put +5, but if you try to colour, say, a very moody tv show, this can help wonders, especially if you want to work with the colours more later.

If you prefer less vibrant gifs, you can also lower the values here!

4. Color Balance: getting a bit more complicated now. Often, videos will have a slight yellow or green or blue tint, and this is where you can correct that. This video is a bit yellow, so I added +17 Blue. It was still too warm, so i added -11 Cyan as well. This neutralized the yellow tint, but I wanted some of the reddish tone back, so I added -5 Magenta. I usually do a similar process like that, depending on the tone. 

Instead of Midtones, you can also do this for Shadows and Highlights individually.

5. Selective Color: now this is the most complicated, but also the most fun to play around in my opinion! Be careful here, if you do something too extreme it’ll look like shit or make the gif super grainy. I some rough goals in mind here: make the blue hair as blue as possible, make their skin tone a bit less pale, and enhance the black and white (which I always do).

You choose a colour at the top, and then add or subtract cyan/magenta/yellow/black values for that colour.

Skin tone: yellow and red. For this gif, I just added black to both, making them darker. Sometimes, if you change one or both those colours for a different part of the gif (for example, if I wanted to make the background less yellow, I’d subtract yellow from the yellows - but then I’d add yellow to the reds, to make the skin tone natural again.)

Blue hair: Just ramp up the cyan for the blues. Be careful with putting anything to +100, but here it’s already so bright that it should be fine. His roots are more purple, so I changed the magentas by adding cyan and black, and subtracting magenta and yellow. It’s not super clean, but fine for our purposes.

Black/white: depending on the gif, I often either add or subtract black to the whites. Adding makes the highlights less blinding, a bit darker, and flatter (I like to do that if one side of the face is bright white in the sunlight, for example). Subtracting creates contrast, makes it brighter, can wash it out. It can also lessen the gif size, and here it’s mostly just the tracksuit instead of important details, so I subtracted black. For the blacks, I almost always just add a bit of black, to make it more intense. Just like adding contrast, this can make the gif seem sharper and less grainy.

And done! 

6. You could just save it as gif now, but as I said, I prefer to convert it back to frame animation timeline first, if only because I like to let it play through before I save it, and it works better for me there than in the video timeline.

Select all frames, then click the little menu on the top right of the video timeline > Convert Frames > Flatten Frames into Clips

7. When you scroll down to the bottom of the layers now, the old smart object + adjustment layers should be at the bottom, under all the new layers. Delete the old ones, we don’t need them anymore.

8. Convert the timeline back to frame animation, by clicking the little button at the bottom left of the video timeline:

9. Click on the menu top right of the timeline again > Make Frames from Layers

10. Now, just some potential cleaning left to do. Sometimes, there’s a doubled or empty frame or layer at the beginning or end, just delete those as necessary. The timing of the frames is probably off, too, just select all frames and set the delay time to 0.05 (or whatever).

Now your done! Save as gif, and you should get this:

I included some bonus links and tips after this but tumblr ate that whole part so I guess it’s going into a separate post. (Here is is)

Anyway, I tried to make this as easy to follow as possible for beginners, but feel free to send me an ask for clarification anytime. Hope this helps, now go make gifs and have fun!!

[detectivemarvelingcomics]

Could you do some hcs for dating the teen titans?

Yes I can!! I just got HBO Max so I’ve been binging both the animated and the live action series haha 😂 Thank you so much for being my first request!

Also I’m guessing you’re referring to the original teen titans, so if you want the new teen titans just shoot me another request!

Dating the Teen Titans Would Include...

No Specified AU

TW: Language

Genre: Fluff

[DC Masterlist]

Word Count: 2.0K (About 0.2K per Titan)

Dick Grayson

You must have an insane amount of patience, truly, to be able to date Dick Grayson

If the joke book he probably carries around isn’t enough, I would’ve been certain that the ego would drive you away but nope you’re still here

And that’s how you both knew that it was true fucking love you’re both inseparable and the Titans know it.

To put things simply... he loves you and the Titans fear you.

While you’re both somewhat easygoing and hospitable, one would do well not to piss off one or the other because you both come as a package deal and you can kick ass when necessary you just choose not to embarrass Dick like that because you could totally outmatch him.

Don’t ask him that though he’d insist that he’d win.

Best not bring up the first time you met or else the Titans would never let him live it down

But in all seriousness, I see the relationship as rather lighthearted and enjoyable, maybe a bit spontaneous too. Want to go to the beach? Done. Want to kick some ass in Gotham? For sure. It’s like a match made in heaven.

Not to mention that the Titans rather look up to you, which is a definite plus. Not just anyone can date the Dick Grayson.

Wally West

As opposed to popular opinion... I’d think that this is a rather slow relationship. 

Speedsters are more than just familiar with how life just flashes by so I think Wally would like to enjoy the relationship at a slower pace, he wants it to last as long as possible.

With that said, you’re both menaces. His speed combined with your cleverness? No one is safe and the Titans know it.

The best moment of your relationship, although this is debatable, was when you and Wally successfully turned the Titan tower into an all-out prank minefield. Trash cans were covered with plastic, buckets of water places on doorways, even wardrobes were switched.

And all done in ten seconds, impressive. Nothing quite like starting a war in the Tower then grabbing burgers after, right?

Kind of cheesy but I can see you both having frequent movie nights that differ in genre according to month. You both probably rotate on who chooses the movie too.

Overall I think you both have a lot of fun together, if I were to compare the “vibes” to something, I would say a summer relationship (that obviously lasts longer than just a summer) where everything is just living life as it goes

Nah because like I said before you guys don’t want to rush things, and you’re always there to remind Wally to just slow down every now and then.

I should probably mention that this is a competitive relationship too, before I go, not everything’s a competition but everything’s a competition, you know? It’s a shame that the Titans often get caught in the cross fire though-

Donna Troy

Oh this one’s fun. Donna’s new to this whole “rest of the world” stuff but luckily she has a wonderful partner who’s willing to teach her everything.

A lot of the relationship consists of you explaining things, but it’s kind of endearing despite Donna’s headstrong attitude towards anything

But Donna is also the kind to be open to learning new things, and you’re open to trying new things. It works like clockwork, you’re both young and willing.

Now these “things” can range from baking cookies to extreme mountain climbing so be prepared for anything in this relationship.

Overall I think the Titans see you both as a really cute relationship, one that anyone could be slightly envious of and one that they’re glad that exists

But despite this loving relationship I think you’d both be absolute machines in a battle, I think one thing that is important to Donna is ultimately respect for each other’s abilities, having grown up on Themyscira and all, and maybe that one battle where you absolutely demolished the enemy was when she really caught interest.

Or not. It could’ve also been when you mistakenly ran into one of the glass walls in the tower and she developed a crush over you while you mumbled a series of curses.

This relationship is strongly built on loyalty, so I think you both would be describes as a pair of ride-or-dies who typically tend to lean towards the latter, especially when trying the more extreme things that Donna asked you about.

But overall I think it’s a really sweet relationship with few bumps, they’re still there but I mean that you’re both good at working through them.

Victor Stone

I feel like this relationship is very classical high school romance, you know?

Like walking to class together, holding each other’s books, stuff like that.

But on the other hand I feel like you’re both a very fun couple to be around, like you know how when you’re with some couples it feels like you’re third wheeling? Not these two. You feel like you’re part of the crew

You guys probably switch between fun couple and parent couple every now and then, I can see the Titans relying on both of you a lot for different things.

You and Victor are definitely the type to play games to determine who buys food, like things as simple as rock-paper-scissors to things as complicated as 8-Ball, and so far you’ve been winning at a ratio of 3:1.

Definitely a very trusting relationship, I feel like you both reach that comfortable stage faster than most, but it feels right, you know? I think you’d both understand that relationships go both ways.

There are probably times where you’re both in a teasing mode too, I think, but they’re mostly light hearted pranks, definitely not anything in the realm of what Wally would do

I kinda want to say that you’re a very active couple in that you both like to go to the gym together and idk take hikes together but at the same time I also want to say that you’re both inclined to stay home and play video games so I guess it’s like a 50/50

I can also see Victor being the type to do small acts of generosity as opposed to like buying gifts to show his appreciation for you, like I feel like he’s more inclined to help you with small tasks when he knows you need it, you know? Overall very cute, hehe

Raven (Rachel Roth)

Now this one’s interesting, you and Raven are certainly an interesting duo, but the most interesting thing would likely be how you met. Let’s say it involved a blood sacrifice, a bat, and a very old bicycle.

No you weren’t trying to summon her someone else was you just ended up being at the wrong place at the wrong time anyway moving on

You’re both the perfect example of opposites attract for more reasons than just one. 

But what makes it better is that you’re always open and willing to learn and understand many of the things that Raven does and she appreciates it a lot

It goes both ways also! She’s always willing to do whatever you ask her to and you both end up having at least some fun even if it happens to be something she isn’t used to.

Random, but I think a favorite pass time for both of you is simply sitting in her room and reading books, weird, I know, but like there’s something inherently romantic about either of you excitedly showing the other a certain passage you both enjoyed or telling them about your book, it’s just so sweet.

She definitely has a personal bias towards you, obviously, Garfield can say a joke and she’d stare at him with a straight face but you could say the exact same joke probably right after him and she would crack a smile and she probably does that on purpose but it still feels nice

You also may or may not have caught on to her incantations and now you may or may not be able to perform these spells but you haven’t tried because you wouldn’t know how to but it’s just telling of how much time you spent together.

I only mention this because there was an event in which you corrected her incantation and suddenly hell fire appeared which she had to figure out how to get rid of and since then you both mutually agreed to both (a) not tell the Titans and (b) not say incantations out loud

Koriand’r (Starfire)

STOP YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE anyway you’re definitely both kinds to see beauty in everything

Maybe this relationship is rather dangerous considering you’re both curious people and Kori happens to be able to shoot lasers out of her eyes so maybe you should both be just a little more careful

You’re both probably very doting on both each other and the rest of the Titans and although you’re both well intentioned it has become a case of “oh no there’s two of them” but in like a teasing way

I feel like Kori is very open to sharing a lot of aspects about her culture with you, and you have always found Tamaran culture to be beautiful so it fits

Likewise you share a lot of things about your culture too and you both bond over finding ways to combine them together to make a nice fusion of understandings and it’s all a sweet combination

See a big thing about this relationship if that you both put your everything into it, it is an equal push and equal pull kind of thing where you both love each other with everything that you have and it creates this unbreakable bond that even non-supers have come to acknowledge

Though this also results in the both of you frequently being in your own world even when others are around and that’s something you both promised to fix but yeah...

It’s coming around, don’t worry. You’re both making active efforts but sometimes it just slips your mind and whoops

Now this should go without saying but this trust often leads to powerful combinations when in missions, you’re both fiercely loyal to each other and this often plays in overall favor so all is well

Garfield Logan

This is a fun relationship, definitely, and one that’s also very fulfilling.

You’re both definitely an outdoorsy couple, things like hikes, nature walks (which I guess is also a hike but I’ve been told otherwise), trips to the zoo, etc. but this all just builds the relationship

Also a very sweet one! You both have an unlimited amount of energy and love that you’re often expending said energy volunteering somewhere and helping others out

But when it boils down you’re both also very touchy, I think, you both like being together at all times and cuddles are a frequent occurrence but at the will of the other Titans you both do this in privacy

I also feel like this sweetness can also “flip,” so to say. As in if someone messes with either of you in the relationship the other will come running regardless of whether or not they could do anything about it.

To put it short, you both have each other’s back all the time. Literally, like I said you’re both inseparable. 

Despite these I think the relationship would actually be rather lowkey, I don’t think he would be the type to constantly showcase the relationship. I think he’d mention it like once to get it out there but after that he wouldn’t flaunt you around.

I just think that Garfield, even with his usual out and about behavior, is rather modest when it comes to this topic because you’re more to him than just someone to show off, you’re someone who’s important to him and overall he just wants you to be comfortable

If there’s one flaw in this relationship it’s that when you have arguments it’s just horrible, but also rather comedic. Neither of you talk to the other but you both end up still being in the same room together subconsciously. It’s kind of awkward but the coincidences are what makes the other Titans laugh and honestly you both make up within, like, a day or something.

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My Nitpick Issue with Sherlock in Moriarty the Patriot

By: Peggy Sue Wood | @pswediting​

It may surprise some of you to know that I have degrees in book reading and writing. While earning those degrees I studied one specific time period more than the others--that being British Literature from late-17th/18th century through the early 20th century. This is to say that it is a time period I know a little more about than you might think. And early 1900s is probably my favorite period out of that timeline, particularly England under Victoria’s rule. 

And, perhaps, because of this strange obsession I have with the period, I presently have a small bone to pick over Moriarty the Patriot. 

It’s not the minor inaccuracies of the clothes, nor the adaptation of character designs. It’s not even the adjustment to social tendencies depicted that are more Japanese than British-English of any period thus far either--because those kinds of things happen frequently in adaptations. And it's not Moriarty or his backstory too! Because, again, this is an adaptation, and liberties will be taken to fit the new story (besides, even in the original works by Doyle the man’s backstory was inconsistent). 

My issue is with the character of Sherlock and his supposed “deductions.” Well, maybe more accurately it's with the writing of Sherlock. 

You see, Sherlock is almost always introduced the same way in an adaptation. He makes a judgment about someone (usually about Watson or the Watson stand-in) and then proves it using his observational skills. This introduction is important because it clarifies that the world of the characters is one based on where common sense and science not only work but make sense. His deductions are logical and based on some semblance of rationality. Here is an excerpt from the original novel: 

“I knew you came from Afghanistan. From long habit the train of thoughts ran so swiftly through my mind, that I arrived at the conclusion without being conscious of intermediate steps. There were such steps, however. The train of reasoning ran, `Here is a gentleman of a medical type, but with the air of a military man. Clearly an army doctor, then. He has just come from the tropics, for his face is dark, and that is not the natural tint of his skin, for his wrists are fair. He has undergone hardship and sickness, as his haggard face says clearly. His left arm has been injured. He holds it in a stiff and unnatural manner. Where in the tropics could an English army doctor have seen much hardship and got his arm wounded? Clearly in Afghanistan.' 

How does this prove we are in a world where common sense and logic works? Well, because he didn’t pull any of these deductions from thin air. He just used his eyes and common knowledge to make a quick judgment. 

In the example above, everything that Sherlock assumes is true and based on reasonable assumptions about the time period and about what he can observe of the person before him. 

The tan of Watson’s skin is something he notes because London is usually dark and wet around this season, so you’re unlikely to get a tan. The way the man walks and stands is also a thing he can observe, and fresh military men walk very differently from the average citizen or gentleman. These two observations, coupled with noticeable injury and limp could lead one to think that maybe he has just come back from the current war (the First Anglo-Afghan War). Of course, maybe he wasn’t injured in the war at all--maybe something else happened; however, you can make a pretty good guess that an abled bodied soldier would not be home and looking for a room in the middle of war-times if something hadn’t happened to him on the battlefield.

My point is that all of Sherlock’s deductions come from observing details, paying attention to the basics of the world (such as the ongoing war or understanding rigor mortis), and using your senses. Sure, there may be a few things the average person doesn’t know that Sherlock does, but that’s because Sherlock has studied different things and to a more serious degree. The level of understanding is different, but not impossible to achieve in one’s own time or effort. And, as another note, Sherlock is not perfectly observant all of the time. There are plenty of examples of him needing to take breaks, of him closing his eyes to block out distractions so he can better focus on what someone is saying, and of him smoking to zone out for a bit so that he can come back to a problem with fresh eyes at a later time. 

It’s absolutely vital to Sherlock’s character, and the original story, that all of the deductions are based on the “possible,” which is why the introduction of Sherlock in Episode 6 of this adaptation immediately irritated me. Here is the scene:

Side note:  I’m sorry it’s shown as a poorly made gif--I literally could not find a copy of the clip with English subtitles on YouTube so I could not include it as a video. If you want to look at it in the episode itself, it starts at about the 13:00 minute mark. EPISODE LINK)

Here is what bothers me so much. Why would a mathematician be checking to see if the staircase on a ship fits the golden ratio? More importantly, why would that in any way matter to Moriarty as a character? Based on what we’ve seen so far of this character, and we’ve had 6 and 1/2 episodes to define him so far, none of Sherlock’s statement makes sense here. 

Like, at all. (And I know that this also happens in the manga--doesn’t make sense there either.)

You know what would make sense though? For the time period and the character development we’ve seen of Moriarty thus far? A pause to consider-- and maybe even compare--staircases on the ship between the main steps for passengers and the steps for commoners or staff. 

Why would that make sense? Oh, thank you so much for asking. Time to get real nerdy here for a minute: 

Class issues were a serious problem in Victorian England (as they are now, though in a different way). These issues were not necessarily the same as depicted in the show but it was still consistently present throughout the society as a whole. (A good, short read on the subject can be found here for those of you interested: Social Life in Victorian England.)

One way that this issue came out was in the very architecture of homes. In Victorian England, nobleman homes and estates were built with main staircases, where the residents and guests walked, and servent staircases, where the staff and other temporary employees walked. The difference in these stairs was huge, as the servant staircases were basically death traps. 

In the late 1800s, a mathematician (and architect) named Peter Nickolson figured out the exact measurements that would generally ensure a comfortable and easy walk upstairs: 

BTW: Here is a great video on the subject and how they were death traps: Staircases in Victorian England

However, Nickolson’s math and designs were not used regularly in the design of houses for years to come. 

By the setting of the story, and given Moriarty’s interest in maths, his understanding of class issues, and beyond--this kind of knowledge would make far more sense than searching for the golden ratio in a man-made set of stairs. 

Moreover, the golden ratio is generally interesting to mathematicians (to my understanding) because it can be seen in nature frequently. It is a pattern found everywhere, from the way that petals grow on flowers, to how seashells form, to freaking hurricane formations! So why on Earth would Moriarty be interested in an architect's choice to use such a ration when planning a staircase? 

He wouldn’t, I believe. Nor would Sherlock generally be able to make that assumption based on his time gazing at the staircase, distance from said staircase, nor angle. 

So what can he deduce, if not that? Well, he may be able to deduce that Moriarty is a nobleman based on his attire. He may also be able to deduce that the man is a student based on age, as in an earlier episode we were told he’s quite young to be teaching in university and appears close in age to his students. Maybe he’s a student of architecture? But, if he’s a nobleman--as we suspect he is based on his attire--then it's unlikely he works a labor-intensive job or one close to it. So, he must be in academia for academic reasons such as mathematics. Physics during that time, as an academic subject, focused more on lighting, heat, electricity, magnetism, and such. And, Sherlock notes that Moriarty is specifically looking at the stairs, not the lights of the ship. 

So, BAM! I’ve deduced Moriarty is a young nobleman who is likely a student of mathematics. Perhaps he’s recently had a lesson on staircases or another algebraic concept that’s caused him to pause with momentary interest. 

It makes a heck of a lot more sense than finding a “golden ratio” in a man-planned and man-made staircase... don’t you think? And, maybe, we can even deduce that rather than a student he’s a professor who has just thought up an interesting lesson--though that would be a BIG jump from the data we’ve been provided here. 

Deductions that come from major leaps in logic make it seem like Sherlock is doing magic... and he is--because it is magical that people find it impressive or believable. It’s not. And I would argue that the original character would find it insulting based on his comments to Watson regarding being compared to other fictional detectives.

Pay in mind, I have this feeling about several adaptations, so my judgment on Moriarty the Patriot isn’t technically exclusive. It just hit me so hard in my first viewing that I felt I needed to share because generally, this issue of deductions becoming magic rather than stemming from logic doesn’t happen in the first two minutes of meeting Sherlock Holmes.

So... yeah. Thanks for coming to my absurd history/lit lesson through Moriarty the Patriot. I appreciate you sticking with me to the end and hope it was enjoyable.

You can watch the series on Funimation.com right now at: https://www.funimation.com/shows/moriarty-the-patriot 

Overall, it’s a pretty good series; although there was a lot more child-murder than I expected...

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a little bit more of the university au I started here, inspired by @bythevay‘s amazing sweater vest kanan and date night hera. I still haven’t made it to the actual date yet... but it does exist in draft form! I’ll be putting the whole lot on AO3 as soon as I have a title (suggestions are welcome!) but until then it’ll be small sections on tumblr as and when I feel they’re finished.

edit: it’s on AO3!

rating: general; kanan jarrus/hera syndulla; 1.3k words

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The soft, burbling sounds of the café reached his ears as Kanan pushed open the heavy wooden doors to the library. The foyer was grand, if a little tired, with wood-panelled walls and a polished marble floor that contrasted sharply with the modern security barriers cutting through the middle. Sweeping up one side was the long reception desk that served both sides, though only those with a university ID card could pass through the turnstiles to the café and, more importantly, the university’s precious trove of knowledge beyond. 

Kanan made his way to the desk, not needing to enter the library proper today, absently greeting the old librarian who sat on the other side.

“Morning, Okadiah.”

The human raised a white-haired eyebrow as Kanan reached over the desk to a currently unused library staff computer. “It’s past one.”

“Oh. Good afternoon, then.” He twisted the monitor around to face him and tapped a request on the keyboard in a practised way.

“Someone’s a little distracted,” Okadiah commented. “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you were thinking about a woman, but since you’re never off campus and the gender ratio of your department is abysmal, that’s about as likely as you reading my sign.”

The sign in question read ‘DO NOT LEAN ON THE DESK’, and Kanan had been ignoring it since graduation. That had been when he’d started working at the library to support himself through his PhD and learnt that Okadiah was far less formidable than he’d first appeared. Since accepting a permanent position in the School of Chemistry faculty he’d not stopped acting like a member of library staff, and he was pretty sure Okadiah only allowed it because Kanan was still one of the few people who could actually work the library’s archaic cataloguing software. 

“Well, maybe next time I’m here for a book I’ll ask you to call it for me, because this woman… I don’t even know how to describe her.”

“Oh boy.”

“She was incredible. She’d dropped a lab coat, and she had these eyes… I’m telling you, I’ve never seen eyes like hers before.”

"Eyes, huh -- is this her, coming in now? Lab coat, check. Eyes, check..."

Okadiah had no idea what Hera looked like, but Kanan's head whipped around to see if it was her nonetheless. He tried not to look too obviously disappointed at the diminutive sullustan woman in white who’d just come through the doors. Her huge eyes roamed around the room before landing on the desk, which she then made a beeline towards.

"Excuse me," she said, peering up at the librarian. The lanyard around her neck proclaimed her to be a guest speaker from one of the university’s affiliate companies by the name of Zaluna Myder. "I'm meeting someone inside, a member of university staff."

"You'll have to wait here until they arrive," Okadiah replied kindly. “When they do I can sign you in.”

The woman nodded. “Very well. I’ll just take a seat here then.” She slid down to sit on the floor at the base of the desk. 

Kanan frowned in confusion, but was distracted by a besalisk with an armful of books arriving at the other side of the desk. 

“You requested this one, Oke?” the woman grunted, passing the topmost one over to him.

“Thanks, Lal, it’s for Professor Jarrus here.” Okadiah took the slim textbook and the library assistant departed again. He glanced at the cover before sliding it over to Kanan. “Hey, this has got to be the fourth Physics book you’ve ordered this term. Is it for that kid again? I don’t know why you don’t just give him Young and Freedman and be done with it.”

Kanan rolled his eyes. “He’s fifteen. I’m trying to encourage his passion for the sciences, not break his spine.” 

“If you’re hoping he makes it to higher education,” came a new voice from behind, “a little strength training maybe wouldn’t go amiss.”

Kanan almost couldn't believe his ears, but there was no mistaking that voice. He turned, and sure enough, there she was. She was wearing different overalls today, but those eyes were the same as he remembered, if not even more beautiful.

Play it cool, Kanan. 

"Hey, Hera," he said casually.

“Kanan, right?” She was smiling at him again, and it made his heart flutter in his chest. “I thought you said you teach Chemistry? Do you often teach extra subjects?”

“Yes -- I mean, no --” He was flustered, and forced himself to start again. “I’m tutoring this kid, and sometimes he gets curious about non-Chemistry topics. Sometimes I worry I’m losing him to Physics, but then I give him a sheet of algebra and he’s back to asking about rates of reactions.”

He felt like he was rambling and stopped himself from saying anything further, but she was nodding.

“I’d be interested to hear more about your teaching.”

“I -- well, you’re always welcome to come by during my office hours.”

He heard what sounded like a disappointed sigh from Okadiah.

“Dr Syndulla?” came a voice from below; the sullustan woman had stood back up. 

“Zaluna!” Hera said brightly, apparently recognising her. “I’ve booked one of the private study rooms for our meeting - unfortunately we can’t use my office today, I share it and my colleague has a tutorial in there right now.”

“If you show me your staff ID, your guest can sign in here and I can grant a temporary day pass to the library,” Okadiah said, bringing out the visitor log book. Zaluna took the pen and started writing as Hera rummaged for her ID card.

Kanan started to feel a little awkward and wondered if he should leave - he had his book now, after all - but he didn’t want to. He wanted to talk to Hera some more, but he didn’t know how to start with Okadiah and Zaluna there.

“There’s a new restaurant that’s just opened up on Gorse Street, y’know,” Okadiah said, interrupting Kanan’s train of thought.

“Huh?” Kanan was momentarily confused, but caught the twinkle in the old librarian’s eyes.

“There,” Zaluna said, finishing signing her name.

“Great, let’s get going. It was nice to see you again, Kanan,” Hera directed the last part to him as she started walking towards the turnstiles with Zaluna.

“Wait!” he called, and she paused to look back. “Do -- would you like to get dinner? With me? There’s a new restaurant…” he finished lamely, gesturing at Okadiah, who covered his face with his hand.

But Hera didn’t seem put off. She smiled at him again, and he didn’t think he’d ever get tired of seeing that smile. “That sounds nice. I’m free tomorrow evening -- meet me under the Illum Bridge at seven?”

Kanan couldn’t help the smile that split his face. “See you tomorrow at seven!”

He watched her walk away, feeling like he was floating. He was taking Hera on a date! Him! And her! For a whole evening, at--

“Wait, what restaurant did I just invite her to?”

Okadiah’s eyes sparkled with mirth over the tops of his glasses. “Luna Cynda has received nothing but rave reviews since it first opened last week, and is fully booked for the next month.”

“What?” Kanan’s heart rate spiked with anxiety. “Fully booked? Where am I supposed to take Hera tomorrow?”

The old man merely smiled at him. “I’ve been meaning to give it a go myself, but since I can’t stand the thought of you taking such a lovely woman on what would otherwise undoubtedly be a terrible date, I suppose you can have my table reservation.”

“Really?”

“Tomorrow at seven-thirty. I’m living vicariously. Treat her well, please.”

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