#like she wont sacrifice a friend just to get what she really wants

[crowsgrudge]

fionna's world being represented by a dandelion makes so much sense ... they're weeds. yet people make wishes through them, changing their whole meaning from something meant to be destroyed to something hopeful.

dandelions are also resilient and it makes sense that something associated with them would. you know. perservere despite the destruction caused by the scarab.

but ultimately i think what REALLY made me tear up over this is that dandelions are really boring plants. when you're a kid you blow on them and make your wish but they're not eyecatching or anything but still, fionna's final wish was for her old world to still exist as it was when she left it (> plain and simple. boring even).

like the moment she realized she would lose her friends, and that her friends might forget each other if the world got its magic back, she immediately decided she didn't want it and I think that ties back to the dandelion metaphor so well... like, do you really need magic to be real to find it everywhere? or can you turn something boring into something magical?

[factual-fantasy]

I recently decided to add an Asgore to my AU because I think he's a really interesting and deep character that kiiiind'a gets clowned on a lot.. <XD I wanted to do him justice by bringing out what I like most about his character and overall vibe :}}

This was originally going to be in a post with like 6 other drawings. But I was so proud of how it came out that I wanted to post it by itself. :}}}}

His temporary lore/backstory is after the keep reading! :D

Asgore's story is a bit vague.. but I'm thinking he's in a similar situation to River Person and Grillby. He cant go back to his AU and is full of grief about it..

I know his AU wont be like classic Undertale. Maybe in his AU they were sent underground much later? Or not at all? Chara and Asriel could be older.. who knows. But I'm thinking that at some point.. while being married to Toriel and having both Chara and Asriel, he had to go to war.

He told his wife and kids that he loved them very much. He said goodbye to them and went to war.. In which he was later killed.. Somehow Jevil and his gang passing through, ripped his soul out of his AU and into the multiverse. In doing this his crown was left behind and he was prevented from fully turning into dust somehow..

If he were to return to his AU, he would just continue turning into dust and die. So he cannot return.

Now unlike Grillby or River Person, Asgore is able to cope with this situation a bit better than them.

He was able to say goodbye to his family before he died. And the last thing he said to them was that he loved them. He died protecting his people, and his sacrifice in battle is ultimately what led to their victory. His family will be full of grief, but they have his crown to remember him by. And Toriel is a very strong woman. He has no doubt that she has enough love in her soul for the both of them. And will raise their kids into strong and mature individuals without his help.

He is still grieving the fact that he will never see his family again, of course. But knowing that his family is still alive and will continue to thrive and live despite his absence.. its comforting really.

Asgore is now permamntly in a state of dusting, but not really..? He is made of dust but he is still very powerful. It doesn't seem like him dusting has effected his magic too much.. he's not really sure <XD

Since he no longer has his crown, he has blatantly just said "I am no king, not anymore." He now kind'a acts as the groups body guard. Also unlike Grillby, he is thankful that Jevil saved him. If Jevil hadn't accidentally interfered, Asgore would have just died anyway and never knew if his family was safe or if they had won the battle or not.

I have other ideas of Asgore being this really tender character, and devoting himself to protecting his "new family". I imagined him helping Grillby move on and cope with his grief.. and if he can still heal monsters/darkners.. I imagine him healing Seam and Spamton to ease them of their pain.. Even if its only temporarily relief. I like to think that he is this rock that the others can lean on.

All in all, this Asgore is a pretty neat dude. He's their friend now, they're having soft tacos later! :}

[puhpandas]

For the writing prompt, I really just want to know how Gregory would handle anyone that bullies Evan. I can't imagine anyone getting out of that with unharmed shins.

(Either they're best friends or adopted brothers, maybe also Dad!Glamrock Freddy and/or Bonnie to reprimand and praise Gregory for the beatdown)

Don't Mess With The Chicken

(2,312 words)

(Gregory sacrifices his spicy food to attack a bully that was bothering Evan. A food fight and feels ensue)

Evan should have known that he cant hide the way he's feeling from Gregory. He knows him to well to not notice. So when Gregory sits down next to him at their lunch table and notices Evan's demeanor, of course he comments on it.

"Just the usual." Evan replies, picking half-heartedly at his food with his fork. "You know how it is."

Gregory nods while unpacking his own lunch, already glancing across the cafeteria with pointed eyes. "Who was it this time?"

"Terrance and his friends." Evan tells him over the roar of the cafeteria, sighing miserably. "For some reason, he suddenly decided he hates me this week."

Evan doesnt need to look to know Gregorys making that face he makes when he has intention to get revenge. But when Evan does end up looking over at his friend, he finds himself being correct.

"You want me to teach him a lesson?" Gregory asks, already grinning at the idea. "He wouldn't bother you again for a long time."

Evan glances over at the table that Terrance and his goons sit at subtly. "No, I dont. I dont need him to hate me even more." He hisses.

Gregory deflates, shimmying in his seat to fully face Evan and lunch left on the table. "Oh, come on!" He tries to meet Evan's eyes. "I swear you wont have anything to do with it! He wont even know you told me."

Evan scoffs. "Why do you want to mess with him so badly? You didnt get your enrichment for the week?"

Gregory rolls his eyes. "Its nothing like that. I just hate not doing anything if I'm able. I want to help you out."

Evan tries to ignore the warmth that blooms in his stomach when Gregory says something kind, and that he really means. "What would you even do, anyway?"

Gregory smiles slyly. "I'm not telling you or you wont let me do it."

Evan groans. "Exactly!" He yells, probably too loudly. "You're gonna do something crazy, and hes gonna take that as a challenge, or something, and them he'll bother us even more--"

"What are you two talking about over here?"

Evan shuts his mouth with a dry click when Terrance is suddenly standing at the head of their table, chest puffed out and goons lined up behind him. "What, arent gonna tell me? I bet you were talking about how scared of me you are, huh?"

Evan says silent, because that's exactly what he was doing. Shame coats his stomach when he cant rebut, but his eyes widen when Gregory does it for him.

"We were talking about your mother." Gregory shouts over the noise of the cafeteria. "And how good she is in bed."

Terrance almost looks insulted, and glances behind him at his friends, suprised smiles on their faces. Terrance doesn't share the same sentiment, if the pinch in his brow is any indication. "You wanna play like that, huh?" He sneers. "Its not a good idea to get involved with us, kid."

Terrances words scare Evan, but unlike himself, Gregory stares the bully down, face carefully neutral and uninterested. "If you say so. You know, you're not that much older than me. Not old enough to be calling me kid."

Terrances frowns, as and when theres a twist in his lip, Evan feels a quick bolt of fear shoot through his stomach.

"I'm bigger, though." Terrance points out, stalking around the side of the table, their side like a predator hunting prey. "What do you say you come over here and we settle this?"

Gregory clicks his tongue, looking back towards his lunch and unwrapping his chicken and sauce. "What, arent confident you're smart enough to match me in words?"

Evan's eyes blow wide when Terrances face turns a mean shade of red. He jumps when Terrance slams a hand on their table, eyes glinting in anger. "You have a death wish or something?! I'll beat the shit out of you!"

Gregory cackles, still not looking over, just unwrapping a plastic spoon and unwrapping his sauce for his lunch. "Then come over here and do it."

Evan goes rigid, trying to catch Gregory's eyes with his own wide ones as if to ask what are you doing?! But he doesnt get the chance to when Terrance snarls like a rabid animal, and lunges at them.

But apparently Gregory was expecting this, because when Terrance reaches out, a straight shot from the head of the table to their seat, Gregory scoops up a spoonful of his sauce for his chicken, lifts it up, pulls the spoon back, and launches the sauce like a tasty projectile.

Evan gapes, his mouth shaped as a wide O, because he knows Gregory likes spicy sauce with his chicken.

Another thing Evan knows is how dead on Gregory's aim can be. How he always hits a bullseye. How he almost never misses.

It's clear Gregory hit his mark when Terrance flinches as the sauce thwaps into his eyes, and he just stands there, confused with twisted lips.

Terrance doesnt even have time to lift his hand up to inspect the projectile. It only takes seconds for it to kick in.

Evan flinches when Terrance begins to shriek, an angry, pained one, and he flails around, eyes squeezed shut as the hot looking red sauce undoubtedly set his eyes on fire.

His goons startle, looking alarmed when their leader runs around screaming and flailing, almost like a chicken with its head cut off, and Evan thinks it fits almost too well.

"You--!" Is all Terrance can manage, reaching out his arms to grab Gregory like a violent version of Marco Polo, but hes way far off. He slams into the table, pounding a fist into it as the pain undoubtedly overwhelms him. He yells in pain, before, "I'll kill you! You bastard! I'll end you!"

Gregory stands up on the table next to Evan, and he only has a moment to look over before Gregory bellows "Food fight!"

To Evan's immense suprise, Gregory's call actually works. Kids all around them begin to yell, grabbing their own food by the fistfuls and tossing it at their friends. Evan can see food soaring across tables, and he yelps when a banana peel almost hits him right in the face.

"Gregory!" He yells over the commotion. Gregory himself is cackling, packaging up his chicken for safekeeping. Evan uses his arms to protect his head from any flying food. "Duck and cover Gregory! Duck and cover!"

"Screw that!" Gregory yells, and Evan yelps when an angry yelp is heard next to him. He only has a moment to look at Terrance jumping at them before a hand grabs his wrist, and Evan is dragged away from the table, only just managing to grab his Fredbear lunchbox.

"Run!" Gregory yells, as if he didn't just grab Evan's hand with no warning and drag him into the trenches. The cafeteria is a war zone; food is flying everywhere and kids are flipping tables, using them as shields. Evan's ears hurt from all the voices yelling and laughing, and he's almost slipping on wrappers as he bolts behind Gregory.

All Evan can do is follow behind Gregory as they dash for the doors. Evan doesn't dare look behind him, lest he see Terrance or his friends chasing after them. Evan raises his other arm to protect his head from flying chip bags, and he can see an apple core nail Gregory in the side of the head.

Finally, they break through the cafeteria doors, and the rush of silence when they shut behind them is so jarring Evan almost believes someone threw their thermal water bottle at him and knocked him out.

Gregory still has that adrenaline spawned smile on his face, but despite Evan's insistence on staying out of the spotlight, staying invisible, so you dont get targeted, he has to admit that he has that rush thats undoubtedly in Gregorys chest in his chest, too.

"Never do that again." Is all Evan says when they finally catch their breaths. Gregory bursts into laughter, and in the empty halls of the school, Evan joins him.

"You're not mad that I burned the living daylights out of Terrances eyes?" Gregory giggles. "Hey, if that doesnt stop him from bothering you anymore, I dont know what will."

Evan sputters a laugh. "I wont be suprised if he has to stay home from school because of that." Then he takes a deep breath, his smile lessening to a small, content one. "...I'm not mad. Terrance attacked us and you helped us get away. And you only wanted to help me when he made me upset."

Evan only mulls it over for a moment; they've only been friends for a couple months so far, after all, but then he shoots forward, wrapping his arms tight around Gregory.

Gregory startles, but doesnt pull away. He adjusts his arms, squeezing Evan back.

Evan smiles, his cheek pressed up against Gregory's shoulder and his hair tickling his face. "I really appreciate it, you know?" He tells him, then hesitates in what he wants to say next. "Um... nobodys been willing to fight like this for me."

Evan can't help but feel scared when Gregory doesn't reply at first. Did he say something wrong? Did he go too far? Weird Gregory out? Cross a boundary? Is Gregory gonna exit the hug and then the school and never talk to him again? But Gregory just squeezes him tighter, and his voice is loud in Evan's ear.

"Of course, Evan." Gregory replies, patting Evan's back. "You deserve to be fought for, you know. Not like anything your dumb family says."

Evan laughs at that, wobbly and warm. His stomach blooms at the sincerity, and because Evan knows Gregory means it. He doesn't want Gregory to think hes weird, or weak, or a crybaby, but he hadn't been able to stop Gregory from hearing his family's comments one day over the phone.

But of course, Gregory probably took that as a challenge, or something. If Evan knows Gregory, he probably decided in that moment to spite his family by trying to make Evan believe he isnt weak, or worthless, and he doesnt need to change.

Evan huffs a chuckle, a short breathy one, when he probably hit the nail right on the head. His first thought is that Gregory is easy to read, but he dares to believe that maybe, he and Gregory are getting close enough to where Evan just knows Gregory, and Gregory just knows him.

"Maybe one day I'll work my way up the ranks to defeat your family." Gregory says against him. "If I beat enough bullies, maybe I'll be able to give Michael a piece of my mind, too. Hes obviously missing a slice of his."

Evan giggles, a grin on his face, and surprisingly, Evan doesn't feel dread at what Terrance will do next, or what his returning plan of torment will be, because running through a storm of flying lunch was pretty fun, and if hes got Gregory to help him out, who really wants to beat some sense into his idiot brother, he'll be okay.

-🐻-

"Gregory Angel Fazbear!"

Gregory groans next to Evan on the sidewalk, slumping while standing up. "Oh no..."

Gregory's Dad storms out of the front door of Gregory's house, hands on his hips and an angry expression on his face. "What have I said about attacking your peers?!"

Evan himself shrinks, because Freddy has a really intense stern voice, but Gregory doesn't seem as phased. "Dad, I was just--"

"Hear him out, Fred." Gregory's other dad steps outside as well, putting a hand on his husband's shoulder. "What happened?"

Gregory frowns at being interrupted, but continues. "It was epic. A bully was abou to attack us, but I projectile shot spicy chicken into his eyes and started a cafeteria wide food fight!"

Freddys eyes blow wide, but Bonnie just chuckles. Freddy turns to his husband in shock when he doesnt match his stern expression. "Bonnie."

Bonnie covers his mouth with his hand when the chuckles dont stop. "He was just defending himself, Fredbear. And his friend, too. Would you of rather him let himself get hurt?"

Gregory nods, crossing his arms. "Yeah, Dad. You always told me to use my surroundings to my advantage if it's to protect myself from someone will ill intentions."

Freddy just hums, deflating. "...Okay, Superstar. You win." But he points a stern finger at Gregory, saying, "But I dont want to get any more calls from the school claiming a child has hospital grade injuries coming from you, okay?"

Gregory rolls his eyes subtly, but nods. "Okay. I'll try."

"There is nothing wrong with running away, Superstar." Freddy points out.

Evan watches Gregory's face closely, because this whole conversation hes been stoic and annoyed, but Freddy just threw the words that Gregory's been preaching at him for weeks back into his own face.

Gregory looks caught off guard, but sighs, conceding. "Fine. You're right. I'll do that next time."

"Good. I am proud of you for defending your friend, Superstar. You did it for a very noble reason." He smiles warmly, and pulls his son into a hug. "I am glad you're growing up to be such a kind and considerate boy."

Evan laughs, because he imagines if his family ever had anything like that to say about him in front of a friend, he'd be embarrassed.

But right now, all he finds is that hes pretty glad, too.

Chica, Gregory's aunt, suddenly peeks through the front door. "Hey everyone! Pizzas done!"

The family begins to disperse off the porch, filing into the house with roars of anticipation, and Evan tries not to tear up when Gregory grabs his arm and drags him inside with them.

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[nightspires]

one line that sticks out to me from the nace scene in 4x07 is nancy saying "you wont let me move on".

at first i thought that was kind of unfair of nancy, as i was thinking... well, what exactly has ace done to prevent her from moving on? even when she confronted him in icarus hall and apologised about dancing with tristan, he immediately was like "it's fine, i'm good, this is what we agreed to".

but then i thought that actually maybe it's related to their conversation about being friends and the idea that what they had before was never really just platonic friendship. because SO much of their dynamic and what made nancy fall for ace in the first place was the way he showed up for her. and him stepping in at the last second last ep to save her from the massive spider, and going to find chunk velez for her.....

ace is still very much doing these acts of service for her even while she is really hurting and struggling with how to process being apart from him and how their relationship has been changed forever. and that HURTS.

it all comes down to them both fundamentally disagreeing on how to deal with the curse. for nancy, ace refusing to keep trying to break it feels like a rejection. it's painful and heartbreaking and she wishes he would fight for her and change his mind. but for ace, it's not about not wanting her. it's a sacrifice borne out of love. he is willing to sacrifice his own potential happinness so that a) no harm ever comes to nancy, and b) so she can be happy with somebody else.

and that disagreement and miscommunication is so outside of their usual dynamic. they are usually on the same page, they get each other in a way nobody else does. they show up for each other in a way nobody else does. being at odds in this way, about this specific issue, is just so so so painful for all involved.

how can they be around each other without constantly reopening that wound? how can they be friends when everything about their former friendship led them to where they are now? how can they move on when they both still care for one another so deeply? UGH. it's so fraught.

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

The Doomed Jaessa

Aemond x reader (Slight Avatar au inspired)

Tags: Fantasy, au, avatar au, powers, fantasy,

Cool devider credits: firefly graphics

🔷Summary: You are a witch hunter, looking for the witches that killed your family all those years ago. Those people are called Heyks or Summoners.

🔷Author's note: Based on the Grishaverse stories, based on Avatar the last airbender, based on The Last Kingdom, based on a lot of different influnces from all these combined. I say based on avatar but this story is a lot darker and more graphic.

🔷Wordcount :3230

🔷Warnings: Murder, violence, war crimes and propaganda. Description of violence and brief racism to reader (though she deals with that by nearly drowing the brat) ((and aemond wont be racist to her ever) blood)

There have been stories for as long as humankind has been alive, and stories that will remain long after humankind has gone. 

Stories and legends, told in the light of campfires, in the open skies with only the stars and the moon to witness. The stories of elements, the story of powerful humans, blessed by the gods with abilities beyond our understanding. They claim these people are called ‘’Summoners’’ and can control the elements, bend them to their will, and create chaos and misfortune for whoever may cross them.

It is why kingdoms have been divided, lands have been uprooted and people have fled their native lands. And it’s why your mother was killed, and your father was sacrificed. And it is why you swore to destroy these vile creators until none would be left.

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It is a wintry day in the village of Winter Town. You and your people prepare for another beautiful day full of hunting, preparing sacrifices and cooking food and making fires to survive the cold winter.  

One of your commanders of the wolf army, named Sterk, calls for attention by blowing on a big horn. You and all the other villagers pay attention to what your leader is about to tell you. ‘’My good people! Today marks a wonderful victory. We have received word, and the final tribe of heyksen has finally left these lands!’’ You feel your smirk increase as you let out a whoop, together with others. 

Your best friend Kef smirks, leaning in closer to you. ‘’Looks like when they can’t attack harmless children or women, these monsters don’t like sticking around.’’ 

‘’They will pay for what they did to us in blood.’’ You murmur, looking at the single finger bone you carry around your neck. ‘’As long as any Heyks is alive, they will keep breeding, they will keep spreading.’’ You murmur.

Sterk does not hear the two of you over the cheering of the other members.  ‘’The Water-heyksen are cowering together with the Fire and Earth and Air heyksen in what they call the upper lands of this cursed infidel country!’’ He shouts so that even the gods can hear them. ‘’But we won’t give them rest or peace there. They tell stories, stories of an almighty heyks who will rise one day, an almighty heyks who will doom us all. Their armies, their kings are looking for this heyks.’’

Two boys close to you start talking in hushed tones, excitement getting the better of them. ‘’What do you know of the powerful heyks?’’ One of them asks you. You shoot him a glare. ‘’They said you met a Heyks.’’ He rudely points at your scar, by your chin. You cover it with your scarf, annoyed.

How dare he bring up that day. You were just a child, so was your brother. They ripped you from your mother’s warm embrace, slaughtered her like cattle and dragged you and your brother to the place where they worshiped their seven gods. ‘’Just that he can likely bend blood and revive the death.’’ You lie, absently.

For a moment you are back in Yi Ti, your whole life ahead of you and your heart pure, unaltered by hatred. ‘’Can he really?’’ The little boy asks, gasping.

You shrug. ‘’I don’t know, I never met him.’’ You reply, dryly and uninterested. ‘’Do you two mind shutting up, I want to hear what Sterk has to say.’’ You push them aside and sit closer to Sterk giving him a smirk. When the Waterheyksen still remained here, he was one of the first to slit their throats, setting fire to their villages. The original heyksen were burned alive in their castle, the castle they named ‘’Winterfell.’’ The Heyksen seem to learn from their environment. Most Heyksen you caught and killed here were water heyksen. They drowned your people. 

And now you will return the favor. Stark comes close to the bridge of his speech. ‘’We shall never bow under the terror of these freaks! We shall never surrender!’’ You applaud as people around you break into cheers, hug each other and drink to his words, honoring the gods.

You approach Sterk, a cheeky grin on your lips. ‘’Excellent speech. But I found it a little predictable.’’ You say, keeping your walls up around him. Sterk pushes his soft blond locks behind his ears, grinning madly at you. ‘’I thank you.’’ He nods to the two little boys. ‘’Did they give you trouble?’’

You turn your head and notice a tall girl staring at you, her green eyes mirroring anger and hatred. You wave at her, smirking. ‘’Not like Nax has.’’ You say. From the very start, Nax has told you to ‘’return’’ to your lands, and called you a ‘’Monkey-tail.’’ You kindly shoved her into the river for that comment, and someone had to save her before she drowned.  Yi Ti was once your home, but now the Heyksen have taken it from you. You left when you were a child, and you doubt you will ever return.

Stark glares at Nax as she pretends to be busy studying her nails. ‘’Nax can go fuck herself, another won’t do it.’’ He means himself as he pulls you closer with a wink. ‘’She is just jealous of you. You are brave, strong, and gorgeous. All things she lacks.’’ He tells you. Yet you remain uncertain. You have the feeling too many don’t want you here. Too many don’t trust you and too many don’t like you. Sterk reads you easily, holding you by your wrists. ‘’I told you before, I don’t care where my fighters are from. From Yi Ti to the Dothraki sea, fuck, even the Crown Lands…We all have our reasons to want these Heyksen dead.’’ You nod, touched, as he caresses your face. 

Even Nax has her reasons.

You remain by the fire, creating traps by binding ropes together and cutting wood with your favorite ax. 

A horse approaches out of the wastelands, carrying a scout of the hunters. ‘’Nik. What news do you bring?’’ Sterk asks the moment Nik has jumped off his horse.

Nik looks around the campfire. ‘’Good and bad. The Crownlands have sent a patrol party our way. They are here likely to spy on our numbers, to count our people before they send the full army. There are perhaps ten of them.’’ That is bad news. They must not know you and another part of the army split up. The majority remains in the North, while the other, a small portion sails around Westeros, to attack via Dorne, once Dorne has been weakened. 

Sterk briefly twirls his dagger, likely recalling the moment these monsters invaded his home and kidnapped his sister. ‘’Let them come. I’m hungry for them.’’ he grins at Nik. Nik nods.

Sterk runs back to the stone he uses to preach, before climbing on top of it. He shouts and his voice carries miles. ‘’The moment we waited for has arrived! The Goddess has granted us more Heyksen to slaughter! More innocent souls to liberate and more territory for us to grow grain, to grow old and to grow strong! Are you with me?!’’ He yells at his people and you hide a proud smile. You could not be any prouder of your friend.

People respond by raising their swords, daggers and other weapons in the air. You join in, raising your ax sky high. ‘’Then what are we waiting for?! They will learn that their reign of terror is over!’’ Sterk jumps off the rock before marching the crowd towards the horses. Men and women climb the horses, while children remain in the village. Elderly people watch over them, when chanting blessings over the weapons of the departing warriors.

You follow Sterk. ‘’Can I ride with you?’’ He grins. You hop onto his horse, holding onto his waist. 

But he does remind you of your duties. ‘’One day you must learn how to ride horses.’’ He tells you. ‘’One day, you must take the saddle and ride. It might save your life one day.’’

You scoff. ‘’I don’t trust horses. They are like people. You never know what they are up to.’’ You tell him as the two of you ride towards the smoke on the horizon. The horse picks up speed as you hold on for dear life, your ax in your left hand ready to wield it at whoever comes at you two. 

You finally notice a ship that is docked to the side of the cold waters, and people in red and black colored armor enter and leave. The horses of your troops have the ship surrounded, with the woods giving clear you all an advantage of the shelter and hiding. 

‘’Are you with me? 'For Freedom!’’ Sterk cries and charges with his sword swung at the soldiers leaving the ship. 

A different, much bigger war cry is answered by the enemy as they attack from behind the horses, behind trees, and storm from the ship to the place you gathered. You are pushed off the horse by Sterk and watch as two fireballs hit him at once, burning the flesh of his face, as he cries out in pain and horror. You scream, clutching your legs as you crawl to him. 

All around you, friends and family are murdered within two seconds, blasted and fried on the spot as chickens trapped in a fiery coop. Two soldiers hold a girl and melt her armor into her skin, when making comments about what they will do later to her. You weakly lift your ax, your whole body hurting. You release a war cry before rushing at one of them, placing the ax right at his head and you just chop.

His head breaks free with a satisfying crush, rolling on the floor as his body shatters. 

His friend is furious, heartbroken, and upset. He fires a series of fireballs at you, and while you dive out of the way, some of them end up hitting you, burning your hair and blackening your face slightly with ash and smoke. The goddess protects you, as you fall to the ground and manage to avoid most of it. 

The girl that was attacked has turned around and lifted her sword before decapitating her tormentor, before falling to her knees and going into shock.

You look around at the corpses of your friends and loved ones, and realize that Nik was wrong about the amount of people. They never stood a chance. You climb on a horse, trying to get it to listen to you. The horse is terrified and bucks you off him before rushing off to the place of the camp. You end up in a worse shape than before, likely with your hips or legs broken.

A man with silver long hair emerges from the beach area, carrying a golden edition of the normal red and black armor. ‘’Status?”’ He barks at a nearby soldier following him closely.

‘’24 out of 28 killed.’’ The man informs him.

This must be an officer. ‘’Excellent.’’ He says, simply, looking around the blackened corpses gleefully. He takes in the remaining survivors. His soldiers kick and spit at the burned remains of your family, but he does nothing to stop them. ‘’The gods will eat well tonight. 24 witch-hunters. That is a victory, your Highness.’’ The man tells the officer.

So he’s a prince. A royal. Perhaps a good hostage. If only you could get to him.. ‘’This is pathetic. Burn their remains.’’ The prince comments.

He is stopped before he can. The girl you saved jumps in front of him, blocking his path. ‘’No! They should be buried.’’ She demands justice for him. ‘’Their remains will find the skies.’’ She believes they will find peace. They murdered and pillaged. The goddess has no mercy for that, even you know that. 

The prince pretends to think, but you can read his body language and see how furious he is. ‘’You know what? You’re right. Bury this one alive.’’ He tells the officer, pointing to the girl. The officer nods as two other soldiers grab the girl and start digging a grave.

One of them grins as they throw her in it. ‘’Yes, Prince Aemond.’’ You remain frozen, praying that your luck won’t wear out. But once his blue eyes have found yours, you know you are done for and they won’t let you go ever again. ‘’And what do we have here?’’ He mocked. ‘’You’re far from home.’’ 

You grin, smiling despite your pain, putting up a brave face. 

‘’We come from hell itself to kill your kind.’’ You stand on your injured legs. You see he misses an eye.

Prince Aemond rolls his good remaining eye. You wait for him to be distracted. And that distraction comes. Sterk fights himself free, standing up and swings his ax at Aemond. ‘’Let her be!’ He cries, but an arrow hits his heart before he can kill Aemond, and he drops dead in front of you.

‘’Sterk! No!’’ You weakly crawl to his body, ripping the arrow out of his heart. You hear someone scream in the distance as you cradle his soft blond hairs and whisper him goodbye. ‘’I'll see you soon.’’ You mutter.

Nik runs out to the fields and instead of being fried, he is welcomed by prince Aemond. ‘’Cregan Stark. Good to see you.’’ 

You hear something snap inside your brain. You don’t hear anything as you rise from your injured legs, that seem to have healed. You pass the water that boils, as your eyes have become a glowing bright yellow. 

This man has lied to you.

This man has slaughtered you all.

He is a heyks. He is Cregan Stark, his family is Heyks, he is Heyks. A water Heyks  The earth around you starts to shake as the prince is escorted to safety, quickly pulled away by Cregan. Water pours down from the skies, creating massive waves you control, but you don’t at the same time. Something takes hold of you as you bend the waves around the forest clearing, putting out fires and throwing soldiers into the sea. They drown because of their heavy armor, and the waves you keep splashing over them. Fire is thrown at you again, by new soldiers that have come out to defend their prince. You simply raise your feet with precision before slamming it back down, creating an earthquake that destabilizes most of them, before you bring your hands together, and separate them, digging a grave. The bodies are stacked up inside the grave and you hear the men scream as you throw the earth on them, burying them alive. Your fingers work next and with the tip of your tiny finger, you can lift a man into the air before smashing his head open against a stone, smearing the blood everywhere. You are no longer there. What remains is this ancient source, this ancient slumbering power that has been awakened. A power that was always there. 

The air is sucked from lungs as they choke, and finally it is time for fire. You turn your head to a terrified Cregan Stark, before lifting the traitor into the air. You bend your index and middle finger down, and finally bow your hand as if retrieving something from him. He falls to the floor, screaming and crying as blood pours from his eyes, ears, and mouth. You bend the blood in his veins, twisting the veins until Cregan becomes a wailing crying mess. And the worst part is you like the fear you are seeing. You should be feared. 

Men are crushed like bugs under stones you control, tortured by waves until they beg their gods for death and their eyeballs receive so much pressure that they pop.

That is until someone rushes up from behind you, grabbing you by your throat, and pushes a necklace around your neck, collaring you. You gasp briefly for air as you crash back down on earth, your power fizzling out. You try to recall what has happened but nothing makes sense. Your healed legs, the man you drowned and burned and buried. None of it makes sense. Your brain repeats one word over and over again. 

Heyks. 

You are one of them. 

‘’No!” You scream as the necklace touches your skin. The prince holds you by your throat, his wet hair revealing you almost had him too.

‘’O, yes. You’ve killed enough.’’ He grits out, choking you for a brief moment as well.

You weakly gawk. ‘’Hurts doesn’t it? Your kind uses it on people like me. It blocks your summoning abilities.’’ He is right. It burns Heysk. And now, it burns you.

‘’You mean your witchcraft? I-I’m not a witch. I’m not evil.’’ You mutter disoriented and afraid. Afraid of him, perhaps. Afraid of yourself? For certain.

‘’From what I just witnessed, I’m not sure of that.’’ Aemond comments before chaining your hands together. ‘’I will bring you to my father. To the capital. You will be dealt with.’’ The bodies of the remaining men are collected and even dug up. You buried them deeply and they need the rest of the day and a small part of the night to find all those who you buried. Only a few have survived.

They are escorted back to the ship. One of them glares at you. You lift your chained hands at him, spitting in his direction and yelling a made up phrase. He and the other soldiers take off running as you cackle. ‘’Idiots, where did you find these idiots?’’ You wonder to the prince who remains at your side as his men are collected, and finally wrapped in black with red cloth. ‘’Do you plan to give them to someone?’’ You joke.

The prince has folded his hands on his back, ignoring you.

‘’I do. To their mothers, to their fathers, to their loved ones.’’ You become silent, as you realize what you have done. But they tried to kill you first.

‘’You were planning to kill us first.’’ You tell him indifferent to it all.

He nods. ‘’I agree, that much was true. Cregan and I set the trap much earlier.’’ You watch as bodies are dragged from the sea and put on the ship.

‘’We lost eighty-seven men, my prince.’’ The officer tells Aemond as you remain his captive.

Aemond shrugs. He does not care. You are worried for your safety.‘’We gained a weapon. A powerful weapon.’’ He looks at you, and you spit in his direction. He simply tugs the chain so you are choked. ‘’The last of her kind, the last Jaesa.’’

‘’I thought they were all killed centuries ago. Jaesa are dangerous.’’ The officer says as if you are not with them. 

Aemond nods, recalling what you had heard as well. ‘’Hm. When Valyria met her doom, they assumed all Jaesa killed. But this is no ordinary Jaesa. This one can control all four elements. This girl will be our salvation….And the doom of our enemies. She will gives us Dorne, she will give us the North, she will give us the known damn world.’’ He adds when painfully grabbing your chin. ‘’And she will bring an end to her kind.’’ 

world building and notes

Worldbuilding.

The terms of summoners are from Valyrian words for the elements.

Fire=Dracary

Earth=Tegonry

Air=Jedary

Water=Nykeerdary

Jaes=God/goddess

Certain families and bloodlines have the elements born into them for example the targaryens. We dont see him use it, but Aemond is a very good Dracary. Certain places are also more likely to have more people who can summon a certain element than others. The North is said to have a lot of Nykeerdaryies because of their huge amount of snow/ice. At least before our story starts, because the witch hunter have killed them.

The word Heyks is literally a play on the dutch word Heks, meaning witch. Sterk means literally strong, another dutch word i used. 

The racism our mc deals with: The racism, im white as f so i dont know what poc experience or go through, at all, and i cant relate to your pain at all, but i tried keeping it still fun for people to read, but at the same time it felt important to be there. to be present. Mc feels alone there, mc feels like her fighting doesnt matter, but sterk tells her to believe in herself.

Another reason why i kept it: Because that happens to people, sadly and we must continue to talk about it to avoid it, to stop it. there is nothing so fucked up as hating someone for something they cant control and just for being who they are.. I went with the classic ‘’go back to your own land’’ because It shows the stupidity of the bully, she does not understand, our mc cant return and doesnt want to return. this is her land now, she will fight for it. and i went with the monkeytail insult because apparently according to the wiki, merchants from yi ti wear them.

Yeah, obviously the necklace aemond captures oc with is a very zukatara moment excuse me for that.

The au is more a war between the witch-hunters and the summoners. Some part of the known world have fallen into summoners and into witch hunters. I really hope to show you guys that you got assholes on both teams.

I think we cleared the most important parts out.

Thank you for reading.

[sieglinde-freud]

1,3,5,6 and 15! I love women <3

hi faye!! 🩷 i already know this gonna be long hooboy

1. One of your favorite female characters?

frederica aesfrost triangle strategy. that is my GIRL. i dont know how many of you guys have played triangle strategy but me personally it changed my life. not gonna say too much because i dont wanna spoil it, but shes such a great female lead. shes basically fighting for the liberation of her people, the roselle, who the society of the game has basically condemned for no reason so if you go through her arc, you see how she deals with the pressure of having to free them, how hard it hurts to witness them in the state that theyre in, and the sacrifices she has to make to get what she wants and GOD. its so good. shes so good. also she cant fucking cook. me too girl.

3. What’s a female character you look up to?

ema skye ace attorney, specifically in aa4-6. ive never seen a character that made me go ‘GOD shes just like me fr’ like her (and apollo justice. but this isnt about him). i feel like it’s rare to see main characters like her really love something, and then FAIL pathetically at it. over and over. not that i enjoy seeing her not getting her forensic license, but it just feels so real. sometimes you love something and you’re so passionate about it but you just dont get it. and how does she react? is she still the bubbly ema you see in rfta with a “we’ll get em next time!” attitude? no!! no she’s not, she’s bitter, grumpy, snarky, dealing with the most annoying prosecutor of all time, and she’s so fucking real. be frustrated! be angry! life hands you shit cards you can be mad about how you have to play it! it’s nice seeing characters who pick themselves back up so easily, but most people arent like that and im certainly not, and seeing a character who’s just so honest about that is really refreshing. of course, she finally gets her dream in aa6, but that doesnt come without years and years of trying. in a universe where people are becoming lawyers at 18, it’s nice to see someone realistic. (im also trying to step foot into the forensic field eventually sooo… the fact that shes on the same path as me just kinda makes it hit harder, you know?)

5. A female villain you love?

pissing off both sides of the argument by calling her a villain and saying i love her but edelgard von hresvelg. before anyone says anything my favorite lord is yuri leclerc and the rest of them are equal in my heart <3 but edelgard clearly takes on more of a villain role in every route except her own, and even then she’s not entirely morally correct (duh). but i dont know. i wont say too much on your ask faye cuz i know you havent finished the other routes yet, but even when i played azure moon i couldnt bring myself to dislike her. her past with dimitri, the way she kept the dagger, and everything she reveals to you on her own path and how her past shaped her into who she is and what she wants and how she will stop at nothing to get it. i dont agree with the ends justifying the means, but i love characters who believe in that because it’s just so interesting. you want this thing so bad, nothing will stop you? your friends, your family, knowing you’re doing wrong because you think it’ll turn out right? what if it goes wrong. what if it blows up in your face? what if history remembers you as the villain forever? you’re already too deep in it i guess, so just keep going. shes so… ggrarghj. edelgard 🥹

6. A female character who got done dirty by the narrative?

athena cykes ace attorney. you’re telling me the entirety of aa5 is revolves around HER story, HER past, HER relationships, and it’s called “Phoenix Wright: Dual Destinies”? the dual, by the way, refers to apollo. and you dont even play as athena during the climax of the game, you play as phoenix and shes just WATCHING. will they redeem her in aa6? you mean “Phoenix Wright: Spirit of Justice?” you mean the game where she gets ONE case on her own and it’s a FILLER CASE? admittedly a pretty good filler case but still. god. what the hell. i get phoenix sells but if you’re make new lawyers to take on his legacy, maybe? let them do that???

15. Female character you would defend with your life?

as usual there are so many to pick from. but i think this time i’m gonna pick nyx fire emblem. now, dont get me wrong. i will not defend her design. fates’ female dark mage design is pretty bad, especially since its used on ophelia and nyx. as much as i sincerely dont think nyx looks like a child as opposed to just a pretty short young woman, it’s…. blerghh. but aside from that? i cant STAND when people say shes just generic loli bait that acts like a child. because where? WHERE? point to where in her supports she acts like a child seriously. i know in her supports with charlotte she attempts to try it, but the point is that its unnatural and uncomfortable for her to do so. she is just. not like that. she doesnt try to play around like nowi or myrrh. shes not a child in dragon years or anything. shes just an older woman stuck in the body of a younger one, and if you would just READ one support, literally any of them, you would know that. but fates haters dont read, do they? clearly not. and its just a huge disservice to the rest of her character, which i think is incredibly beautifully written. shes such a standout in fates and i cant stand people ignoring that because “waaah nowi clone!” fuck you.

[restforthe-burdenedsoul]

Genuinely wondering how other people my age are affording to buy homes.

We were told what we were preapproved for, but to keep the payments within our budget, it’s a significantly less amount. There are not houses in the area for this amount. It’s all the first amount.

We could reasonably afford it once we change jobs. M can’t change without it affecting us, but I can. But I can’t change jobs until I have a stable place to live but am hesitant to move forward with this big of a mortgage payment without securing a job first.

M’s credit is not great. It’s not even anything we can change even if we pay down debt. In 6 more months, a lot is going to fall off his report from closed accounts (what’s hurting his score) but that puts us 3 months beyond our current lease.

So maybe we can move to month to month or a short term lease? I need to mention this. The alternative is moving in with his friend for 3 months.

I suppose if we did that, I could change jobs as she’s a reasonable distance from where I’d be working. So maybe that IS a better option? We could pay her rent, i could get secured with my new job (as long as I stay in social work it’s okay per the lender) and then we will have the finances and the credit score will be within range. And we could save up more.

I think we’re just on an unrealistic timeline.

We can’t afford the rent out there without bigger sacrifices. But again, we could if we change jobs. M can’t change until after we have a house though because he would be changing fields. 😮‍💨

It’s so complicated.

Also would like to note that even with a bachelor degree, I am still paid pretty shitty. And I can only move up financially with a masters or apparently if we make this move and I work in a City. I really don’t want to commute into the city but I feel like I’m backed into a corner.

School honestly isn’t feasible for me until I get my adhd managed. And that isn’t feasible until I have better insurance. Which wont happen until a new job. Which ideally wont happen until we’ve secured somewhere to live 😮‍💨😮‍💨

I don’t want to be an adult

[yanderes-galore]

:Itsy bitsy spider:

Note: this is an early concept, some things might change in the future.

Now for the questions:

How do they act with their darling?

Like a love struck puppy, following their crush around until she's either told of or loses interest. Otherwise she wont bother them, until it's the dead of night, in which she will stare at them through their window, the entire night. If I have to be honest, it's less of an obsession than it being a need or a goal. I mean, her mother got married so why can't she?

Yandere behavior?

She's very nice in person but quiet in nature, which adds to the weird factor at times. She has a tendency to stare at people either from afar or up close, or just make strange noises but the townspeople have just accepted that it's a genetic thing and don't think much of it. Otherwise she is rather normal, albeit with the occasional suggestions from their friend being what gets her in trouble most of the time. But it doesn't happen often, on the count that she doesn't get caught.

How'd they meet their darling?

Jul is an adventurous spirit, when her mother let her leave the nest she almost never looked back. Occasionally writing a letter to her on slow weekends. She doesn't have any companions with her except for her friend but momma doesn't like hearing about them so she doesn't mention them in her letters. Along her merry way of finding a place to stay she found a gorgeous girl in the heap of grouchy villagers, or that's what she calls them. Annoying, troublesome but she keeps it to herself to make a good first impression on the fair maiden.

Juls has never tasted this kind of love before, sure, her mothers love is enough to feed an entire country but this felt refreshing. She opted to court their beloved with flowers, sweets and jewels that they found while adventuring. But alas her adventurous streak would lead to yet another heartbreak as she lays her eyes on their shared house, now a pile of ashes.

She cried for weeks, a pile of limbs searching for solace in the remains of her spouse's corpse. The gold ring clutched in their hands, begging the world for another chance, and the world responded. Jul's friend, the very definition of thought provoking, thought up a solution. They brought her a diary with thick pages, saying that “if you want to change the way of a person, you must write it down in your diary with a dead man's blood, but be warned, there's only so much you can write before the pages run out”. Jul cried in relief, perhaps this way she can bring back the love of her life, she asked her friend what they'd like in return, saying that this act of kindness can't go unrewarded. But her friend denied, saying “you will in due time” and left her to her own devices, never straying too far.

Would they kill?

Jul was taught by her mother that there was only one way out of marriage, either you don't cut off the relationship or you kill your spouse, her mother went for the latter. So when Juls' interest is or is getting married then there's only one outcome for her rival, and that's death. Otherwise she would only kill someone if it's necessary, specifically if it's a blood sacrifice. But if her friend asked really nicely she wouldn't mind causing some chaos in the town she's found herself in, even she's not immune to the thrill of the kill, despite being the “innocent” one here.

What do they look like?

Jul is a strange case, as the child of a “human” and a druid it has led to some interesting developments, sporting a pair of four arms and eight black eyes. Six of them are hidden by her bangs but during the night you could catch a glimpse of them if you shine a light at them.

Although it's hard to see, if you look closely there is a smal line between her jaw and her throat. Because that's where she can split open her jaw and turn them into pinsersh. Though it might put you at ease knowing that she doesn't have any venom stored in them.

At the palm of her hands and heels of her feet are cat pads, and she has two thick claws on her feet and lower arms, her “human” arms doesn't have those two appendages.

Her brown hair could be classified as fur because of the way it stands out, accompanied with a pair of pointy ears covered in the same fur.

She usoly wears cute outfits, like skirts and cardigans/sweaters in pink or blue colors with a bow as her go-to accessory.

Sticking out from a hole in her skirt is a thin tail with tufts of brown fur at the tip, reminiscent of a lion's tail but not exactly.

The only thing not visible to an outsider would be the light red filter clauding her vision 24/7. It's especially bad in the corner of her eyes where it's blurry and it intensifies the more nervous or angry she gets, making her see literally red. Though it's more pinkish when she's in love or with her crush.

If you have any more questions I'd love to answer them, this was really fun to do.

Oh this is really cool.

Keep up the good work!

[silverbladexyz]

ahhhh omg congrats on the milestone!! So deserved!!

If you don't mind, I'd like a siblings figure match up please :). My mbti is an istj, I'm quiet and shy but I can have small talk with people who start conversations first because starting conversations scares me. I'm the serious about school friend, so my social life is very minimal.

Anyway, I'd say there aren't really people I don't get along with because I barely talk to anyone lmao, but i do find people who arent hardworkers annoying, like i wont say it or show it outwardly, but they do ge on mu nerves. Pronouns are she/her and I'm short.

As you know, I play the piano and I guess writing fanfiction is a hobby haha.

I'm caught up in the manga but haven't read any of the light novels.

Thanm you so much in advance! Hope the info I've given is sufficient!

QUIIIIIIIIIIIIII MY FELLOW ANIME FAN, TWOSETTER, AND CLASSICAL MUSIC STAN <333 TYSM, AND I HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR RESULT! 😁

The image used is not mine. It belongs to it's original owner.

Calculating...

Your sibling figure is... ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA!!!

-Atsushi doesn't really mind your shyness, but if you want him to, he can do the talking for you. I don't think Atsushi is that shy that he wouldn't be able to hold a normal conversation

-He doesn't mind your quietness too! I feel like he would appreciate having someone whom he can sit in comfortable silence with and not worry about having to make conversation

-Atsushi admires your seriousness towards your grades. He'll try to help you with your schoolwork, and if he can't, he'll encourage you and remind you to take breaks <33

-As we all know, Atsushi is very hard-working, so you'll rarely ever see him slacking off. However, he is more than happy to stop what he's doing to spend some quality time with you

-He is interested in the piano. Growing up in the orphanage, he never really had the chance to listen to music, yet learn it. So he naturally was curious about the instrument, and he would gladly accept if you proposed to teach him how to play it (I recommend teaching him how to play Canon in D first... on second thought maybe not ehehe)

-Introduce him to bubble tea and classical music! Atsushi is more than happy to try out new things with you, and he actually has self-control when he buys bubble tea. And as for classical music, he'll listen to all of your recommendations. I headcanon that he would like Chopin or Liszt

-If you're ever insecure about your height, Atsushi will comfort you while listing off how great of a person you were, regardless of how tall you are. He never teases you for your height, and he will scold other people (*cough* Dazai) if they tease you for your shortness

-He'll never judge or tease you for your interests and hobbies, and he will be very supportive of you every step of the way. Just... please don't break any laws or burn down Yokohama /lh

-Also, being his younger sister figure also means that Kyouka is your sister figure too. She loves you in a sisterly way and will not hesitate to cut down anyone that is bad to you

-Atsushi is pretty protective over you. Since his job involves dealing with criminal organisations, he wouldn't want you to be kidnapped, or worse, killed. He might even ask Kunikida to teach you some self-defense

-He will let his guard down around you, and that means being vulnerable with you as well. Please comfort him. It would mean the world to him if you hugged him and assured him that he was the best brother figure you could ever ask for

-Bonus: Atsushi is actually a fast learner on the piano. I bet he can play Flight of the Bumblebee now at 200 notes per second <33 (Jk. Atsushi's not sacrilegious and he never will be)

-Over all, Atsushi is a sweet and caring older brother figure to you. He won't hesitate to sacrifice anything to keep you safe and happy

@i-just-like-goats

[wizisbored]

Ok I’ve been thinking about writing another au and I need to know if it’s a good idea an digs somwhar based off a few of ur AU’s I hope that’s ok

Ok so it’s a fae au, the deetz’s live in this village and though Lydia and Charles didn’t know, Emily actually had a little bit of fae blood in her. One day Lydia is left in the forest as a sacrifice in trade for some kind of favor. Two of the fae that watch over the forest, and the two who now have custody over her, find her, and introduce themselves as Barbara and Adam. Lydia gets taken back to the fae realm since she can’t go back to the humans anymore (they basically threw her out and wouldn’t accept her back, plus she doesn’t really want to go back to them after that. And Adam and Babs got attached)

But anyway, after a few days, Lydia begins to change, her ears going pointed and her eyes seeming to glow. Eventually two moth like wings emerge from her back. They figure out that it’s because her great grandma was a fae, and the magical energy of the fae realm awakened her powers.

They call their friend Beetlejuice to teach her how to be a fae and shenanigans ensue

:)

So- opinions?

just gonna put a cut right away for length

first off, its absolutely fine to take inspiration off me! (as long as its not, like, blatant plagarism of course). one of the things i love about being in circles of writers / au creators is the ability of everyone to take inspiration off each other and influence and help each others ideas. and i mean, everything i write is stuff i like to see so if more of it happens thats a win for me.

but on the concept: HELL yea. love human sacrifice love maitlands caring for lydia love gradual supernatural physical changes. thats the good shit. i wont pretend to be a fae expert but i enjoy the vibes. lydia deserves magic and also wings??? beetlejuice teaching her to fly good god thats going to be. interesting.

some questions - who sacrificed lyida? was she alone in the forest for long? what do the fae characters look like? whats the realm like? what do other fae think of lydia? many thoughts head full.

[pawtistics]

bandori ship thoughts!!!!! give em!!!! <3

CRIES. I have friends or whatever SABLE FOR U AS WELL THANK U BOTH OF U FOR ASKING 🫂💗🍓🍒

OK SO MAINLY . ROTATING IN MY MIND

Yukilisa and mocaran are practically canon to me. Yukiran as well to a SLIGHTLY lesser extent. Lisa and moca work together and have literally been shown talking abt their gfs and their problems all shift. I think that they can have a little polyamory as a treat. The specific dynamics and who is dating who is a little messier in my mind but they’re all so homosexual . i need more content of them immediately (there is none) . ITS HARD TO COME UP WITH A NAME THAT SOUNDS GOOD.

To elaborate on Them:

yukilisa childhood friends that fell apart and came back together in order to make music as roselia (with 3 other ppl ♡ whom i adore) . What makes me insane is how much of herself lisa is willing to instantly sacrifice just to get to play with yukina again. That’s not a good thing and yukina is kind of cold for quite a while but she is Going Through It and AUUGH they’re learning each other again and healing and 💔💔 their dynamic is sooooooooo sweet and yukina puts up with things from lisa that she genuinely wouldn’t with anyone else and they are So close and yukina is kittygirl REAL I LOVE HER SOFT LITTLE SMILES THAT SHE GIVES LISA AND THEIR CARDS TOGETHER AUAUG

MOCARAN. I constantly think abt all of their matching items thats so coupley (OH CIRCLING BACK I ALSO CONSTANTLY THNK OF THE AREA CONVO WHERE LISA BUYS YUKINA N HERSELF MATCHING KITTY PHONECASES I REALLY WANTED TO DRAW THAT) . AND SWUWUAUAHUAUH Everyone in afterglow is always talking abt how, while they have ALL been friends since forever, moca and ran have somehow developed this really special unique bond. they understand each other ! what the other person will do,, or say,, AND THEYRE 💔 Also flawed, moca has a hard time expressing to ran when she thinks ran is doing something wrong (SAME W LISA @ YUKINA TBH !!! AND THEY GIVE EACH OTHER ADVICE ON THIS!!) but they get better and they care abt each other So much

YUKIRAN INSANITY theyre rivals musically and also they fight and its ❤️❤️❤️💜❤️❤️ … ONE OF MY FAV CARDS AND ALSO ONE THAT IS IN MY BAND IS THIS ONE :

AND ITS SO……….*))*/))&: I CANT STRESS TO U ENOUGH THAT YUKINA DOES NOT NORMALLY HAVE THE PURPLE STREAK BUT RAN DOES . NORMALLY HAVE THE RED. IS IT GAY TO MATCH UR GF? IS IT GAY TO CARE SO MUCH ABT BEATING / IMPRESSING ANOTHER WOMAN . In one story all the band leaders are talking abt their dream shows that they would put on in a huge impressive stadium AND RAN LITERALLY SAYS FIRST THING BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE THAT YUKINA WOULD BE THERE PRAISING HER )*(&)&)373)$)#;==:=:= AT THIS INCREDIBLY IMPORTANT GIGANTIC MILESTONE OF A STAGE. HELPPP AND IN THAT SAME STORY THEY HOLD HANDS IN ORDER NOT TO GET LOST AS A JOKE AND RAN IS ANGY AND YUKINA IS SMIRKING. SHES SO CUTE .

i still feel like i haven’t properly expressed my feelings on them or really Sold it LIKE I FEEL LIKE SOME OF THESE DESCS R SO SHALLOW BUT THEYRE SO AAHHFJBJFNSHDNM )5)&)&s . YOYUKNOW.

AND FINALLY IM THINKING OF . HIMARI/KAORU/TOMOE...? Ohhh my god ok this one is a lot more indulgent but it’s good i prommy .. Himari literally tells tomoe if only she were a boy 🥰🥰 CUZ TOMOE IS SO CARING N WARM N STRONG.

canvas2929 who works on bandori implied tomohima canon in the comments of this art piece i love so much :

HIMARI and rimi are So fucking gay for kaoru they literally bond over it together im Screams. I THINK RIMI COULD ALSO B IN THIS POLYCULE but it’s just that .. i think the other 3 have more close personal connections and r more interlocked than she is w them? I THINK IF Himari and rimi were any less intensely femme4butch they could date each other . But theyre obsessed w handsome women adn for good reason 🥰 KAORU IS SO FUCKING LESBIAN HAVE U SEEN HER CHARATCTER SHES LITERALLY 24/7 PLAYING A PRINCE AND SHE WONT STOP CALLING GIRLS HER KITTENS EVER SHES LITERALLY ALWAYS FLIRTING WHAT S WRONG W HER. Cluster b boss.

KAOTOMO R SO BUTCH4BUTCH. SDTUFGYKBHK . HERES A CARD FROM WHEN ALL THE HOT MASCS WENT ON A CRUISE TOGETHER FOR SOME REASON????????? YOU SHOULD SEE ALL OF THE CARDS THEY KILLED ME BUT I PICKED THIS ONE CUZ KAOTOMO IS BEING SO CUTE IN THE BG :)

TOMOE IS SO FWGHBGHVHJHK. i heart the udagawas :] :] SHES A DRUMMER AND SHES SOOOBBJGVJ K. It’s the older sister in her.. but she’s so ……………..

i also ❤️ kasuari i believe theyre canon but im thinking of THEM .

secret bonuses: i firmly believe sayo is crushing (unrequited? possibly?) on yukilisa. Im also pretty fond of misakao i just dont have as many thoughts :] i also believe chisakao are exes 💗💗 I leave u with……... mocalisa card…

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

OK ok. many things 2 say. i just woke up and read ur answer so bare w me i have a lot

first of all. yeah people really fuck with malons character and the tropes they stick to her are boring at best and misogynistic at worst and it makes me Very Upset. shes one of my favs and shes actually rlly interesting if u squint (im abt to make 2 posts abt that lol) but noooo shes Time's Wife and The Boys Mother and nothing more . when it comes to Time L/U its weird bc it takes the heroes shade into account (which is fine! it is canon!) but imo the heroes shade completely fucked her character to shit and disregarded her entire story of oot and mm and. hhhh. i dont like that version of her becoming the Main Interpetation. please stop making her a brooding asshole please consider her as shes written pleaaaase 🙏🙏

i dont blame u for finding oot and mm dull. theyre long and old and not quite story-heavy as sksw and botw but im just insane about its themes and characters so if u ever have questions i can prolly answer them (and itd make me super happy lmao 🕺💃)

i didnt even know the shortened names were a completely fanon thing what !! hell world ig aaaagh

and OK THANK YOU!!!! there is a MASSIVE difference between tired and sleepy and he is TIRED if anything !!!!!!!! the entire game is about how devoted link is to saving zelda that it caused the reincarnation cycle OF COURSE HE WOULD BE TIRED. OF COURSE HE WOULD SACRIFICE SLEEP FOR THE SAKE OF HER. OF COURSE!!!!!!!!! i will say that there is this interesting thing w sksw in that, like... you start out being told link is someone who is very carefree and almost lackadaisical. he lives with his head in the clouds and takes things at his own pace and he likes to stop and smell the roses and whatnot (see: everything zelda says at the beginning of the game abt him not practicing and not rlly taking it seriously and etc etc etc). hes too late to see her at the forest temple and impa tells him he was too late to SAVE her and THEN we get that iconic "am i late?" "no. youre right on time." scene, and then it ends w ghirahim saying hes "far too quick" at the end of the game. what im getting at is that hes trying so, so hard throughout the game to be the hero zelda needs, and he gets better and better and better (albeit at his own expense). i DO think the impa scene was the major turning point and fucked up his view of himself ("why would i need to take care of myself when she still needs to be saved?") but point is. he is trying so hard. yes hed be tired and itd almost certainly be self imposed but sleepy? LAZY??? did you play the game past the opening .

you and me have the same brain abt sksw link i think. no more sleepy soft sweetheart link i want sksw link with a good heart who is still ultimately so sooo tired and weary bc he is putting everything he is into saving his friend but who also wont pass up the opportunity to fuck with people or wreck shit if he wants to.

ok sorry for the long messages. Why am i not following you what hang on

Dang :/ you really can't have anything in this place, huh? (Also I'd love to hear what you have to say on the hero's shade (even if its just in the context of lu), because I do quite like him (although the version that exists in my head is admittedly a bit-- different))

It's not that I don't want to watch it its just that I know after about three hours I'll be giving up (yeah I can replay a game I've already finished three times for six straight hours but GOD FORBID I try to watch a new show or listen to a podcast :/)

Yeah the names are shortened. yall could've been creative at least? It feels like it reduces them down even further, if that makes sense

YES he's getting faster and faster but at what cost!! Buddy you're going to make yourself sick!!! Take a break once in a while!!! (I say while actively writing several fics in which he Does Not Take A Fucking Break)

At this point sksw link simply has no shits left to give. Like yeah he'll help people but. Wouldn't it just be so much easier to give this love letter away as toilet paper? And also like I know it's just restrictions on how many words they can get in the boxes. But he seems like a pretty blunt guy. I think someone who's a quote unquote "soft sweetheart" would at least be willing to use more than three words at a time (and he wouldn't walk closer to better hear a private conversation, cough, pipit and his mom, cough, and then lie about it)

[thegurlbehindthesmile]

August

These days keep moving faster and faster. Thursdays feel like Mondays..the days feel forever off.

i feel like acknowledging how much time has past means im paying attention; i dont really want to care. ive come to realize maybe i really have been let down by love. my own expectations; medias representation of what love should be, religious garbage of what love ought to be. Ive written before how love has always been a sore spot of mine. a bruise that wont leave my body. being adopted my first thoughts of love were...abandonment- (how one can love something so much and still push to let it go?) the virtue of: if you truly love something you let it go. the ultimate sacrifice. that love, had to be a sacrifice... same with the religious load they shoved down my throat- christ and his undying love for you and his sacrifice. love sacrifice love sacrifice i was taught commit to the ONE you love and youll be happy. i wanted to be happy. protecting myself from too many people and focusing on THE ONE. what was i afraid of? (i suppose i was only afraid of letting down the many..the parents- the lookers) afraid they would think of me some sort of way (wtf...) was i really trying to find true happiness. i think i was just trying to be loved. experience love. i wanted more love from my parents more love from my friends- looked for love in all places. (except within myself- hating myself makes loving myself difficult.) (hate yourself?!) sometimes im not sure i know who i am unless somethings added to me. HIS GF, HER best friend, HER daughter. HIS wife. HIS mother. but who am i and why dont i like myself. lately ive been asking myself... what it is i want. what is it that i deserve. what is it that i even like this next chapter is about what love should be this next chapter is what im afraid of. I think at first there are no expectations. just trials and errors. realizing you like it more when someone says or does that verse i hate it when they do that. trial and error though lots of trial and error. but once that trial is over- you deff have a better understanding of even your own needs. what is it that i require to function normally today. to function better, to function. some need more than others. some need less...

i woke up oneday needing more. feeling as if i wasnt being watered. feeling like i had been walking in a dessert and just woke up. dry mouth. malnourished. like the house plant you forget that sits far away- you admire from a far and yet forget to water consistently.

i felt tired in my soul. i tired id never felt before.

ive felt hurt; used, abandoned. but never so tired before. i felt like i just needed to stop. i wondered why my partner wasnt there to help me or support me. guide me, carry me.

i felt wounded by love. what was happening. hadnt i followed all the rules. why does this hurt so much.

for a min there- in the pain, i thought- well if i could just have more than one person who loved me, this lack of love wouldnt hurt. (but it would...it would still hurt regardless.) it was the thought it self that rooted. why wasnt i getting the love i wanted. needed. what did i have to do to get this love.

i can see my soul radiating its need- its hunger, its hurt and with that; others could see it. she needs something....who is she

im afriad i can not make this next step. i can feel my heart beating out of my chest from anxiety.

i want to be seen. and heard.

im afraid to be hurt. as if im riding a bike for the first griping the handle bars- telling myself to petal- nervously shaking. i cant move.

im afraid that every moment from the this moment ill just continue to let people dictate what i want and how i want it.

Im afraid to fall in love again with someone only to be let down.

the optimist in me tell me what i tell my single friends. that all people are lessons and this ones been learned- onto the next. that the hurt wont last. that you have to try; you have to continue. each person simply teaches us something about ourselves or them and that lesson prepares us for lifes next obstacle. its all just..trial and error

but the realist in me goes. i cant do this again. i cant just lay out all my insecurites and my secrets

this time im feeling more myself that before. im vulnerable all over again. im afraid to get hurt. im afraid to trust someone with my happiness and expect them to keep me happy. (it isnt suppose to be that way- it doesnt work that way)

to keep and be kept.

each of my lovers have taken something me.

one my innocence.

one my dignity

& one my identity.

Im not sure i can trust again. im not sure i can open up. i wanted to be so ready to blossom and the first site of the sun i shriveled away. im afraid to let them down; that they wont like what they see.

im afraid every day and every night the multitude of scenerios will forever haunt me.

what if i could find a lover who doesnt hurt me? who could give and water. what if i could blossom to be the best version of myself. im afraid evrything is at face value these days and that my soul isnt worth much. a pretty face is a pretty face...is...a pretty face.

i deserve the love i want. but im afraid my insecurities have gotten the best of me.

what do i do now.

[pervysenpaix]

Unique's 1k Follower Event 🧡🧡

Hi friends! Thank you so much for over 1000 followers. Never in my Wildest Dreams did I imagine gaining so many followers in such a short time! It may not be a lot to some, but it definitely is to me. I started this account 45 days ago, when my Wattpad account got taken down. Y'all, I was sick. Wanted to quit writing and everything, but I'm so glad that I stuck it out!

Since this is such a mind-blowing milestone, I think it'd be best to celebrate with some fantastical stories.

The Wildest Dreams Collab will include various fandoms, with fics that are set in a fantasy AU or have some sort of fantasy element. This could include, but not limited to: Royalty(Princes, Kings, Knights, etc), Mythical Creatures/Hybrids (Dragons, Mermaids, Fairies, Vampires, etc), Monster Fucking (Angels, Demons, Gods, Aliens ?, Monsters lol), etc...

The only requirement is that all characters be aged up (18+) and appropriate warnings are given at the beginning of each submission. This post will serve as the Masterlist for this event, all submissions will be linked here. I'll keep the list up to date, so that you wont miss any of these amazing stories from my wonderful moots. Fics associated with this collab can also be found under the tag "WildestDreamsCollab🧡🧡"

There's not really a deadline, because this came up quicker than expected but I'm probably gonna have all my pieces within the next 2 weeks and my moots will get to it when they can, just remember to use the "WildestDreamsCollab🧡🧡" tag. If you wanna join in on the fun let me know with a DM! Smut, Fluff, Angst, it doesn't matter just make sure you provide the appropriate warnings.

Lineup Below the Cut , my first fic should be up by Tuesday, Jan 18

1. Wetter| WolfHybrid!Mirio Togata X WaterFairy!BlackReader

Wolf!Mirio headed to his favorite stream for an afternoon swim, imagine his surprise when he finds a pretty black fairy peering over his shoulder... and she's naked ? - mines 💋

2. A Royal Proposal| Prince!HitoshiShinsou X Knight!DenkiKaminari X Princess!ChubbyBlackReader

Kingzawa, who's getting older, is ready for his son Prince!Hitoshi to step up and take his place on the throne. Now, he's been prepping for this his entire life so shouldn't be a problem, right? Well, theres a catch. Two actually, the super cute, super sweet, chunky little bimbo he has to marry in order to get the crown, and the dashing, brave, slightly idiotic Knight!Denki that happens to be his bestfriend and lover. Multiple parts - mines 💋

3. Wings| DragonKings!KiriBaku X Fairy!ChubbyBlackReader

His Royal Highness, DragonKing!Kirishima took flight earliy one morning in search of something relaxing. What luck when he found you! Sitting all alone in the middle of the woods, just sniffing flowers. Seeming like just the thing he needed, he swoop down to chat. One thing led to another and now your laughing and flying your way back to his castle. A real life castle ! He said that he'd give you the royal tour, starting with his bedchamber. Now you expected lavish linens and traditional tapestries, but the feral DragonKing!Bakugo, jerking off with an aggression more suited for battle, than the bedroom, was quite the surprise. Multiple parts - mines 💋

Participating Moots 🤞🏽🤟🏽

Wolf!Tamaki X FairyReader @xogabbiexo

Barbarian!Bakugo X Sacrifice!Reader @plussizeficchick

? @riozakii

? @blkchxrryblyss

RetiredProHero!Endeavor X SuccubusReader @thicksimpx

The list will be updated as soon as the pieces are uploaded.

Thanks again for the love and support - Unique 🥰