#me chewing on this girl so hard rn

[nostomannia]

Rambles from Discord-

Thinking about the thoughts of Sol being deified again.

Kinda like in Madoka Magica and how Madoka becomes a god because of how she's tangled up in so many timelines Sol is in a very similar situation.

Being an Origin soul, Solita is tied to basically any other version of herself in the multiverse already, on top of that, dying and picking up new souls and creating an UP-level balloon cloud of souls doesn't help the situation

Solita still technically being alive makes her an anomaly. An Origin soul existing outside of an Origin world makes her a singularity. She's already technically got the power to rival most other gods, it's just she doesn't have the outlet for that and Deity keeps her at enough of a controlled burn that she doesn't just instantly blow up

I'm thinking about her potential for achieving actual godhood in her Abandoned verse when there's nobody to keep her in check. It's just a route that can go either way. Since Solita's human body can be a bit fragile and may start breaking down and basically killing her from the inside out, all the potential could end up eating her alive.

Maybe that's why she's even alive in her Abandoned verse? Like she unintentionally develops a different form of immortality without Deity there.

Or, do you think it would be better or worse for Deity to make Sol immortal before dumping her off somewhere? Instead of just letting her die, they literally refuse to allow her to so she can find a new life Really leaning into the fact of how far removed Deity really is from the mentality of normal people. And also as a science experiment, given how much Sol already was

Also the idea of maybe Deity became too attached to Sol and therefore couldn't just let her go like that? Instead of what would have been the opposite, Deity wasn't able to show her pity and didn't even give her dignity in death. And it's a bad end because of their attachment, rather than the lack thereof.

I do not make easy situations and questions for Sol ever.

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💬 suffering-academy-student Follow

does anyone else wish u could regenerate but not change and not use up a regeneration. just like do a hard reboot

#i'm gonna call myself The Sufferer

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💫 constellationon-kasterborous Follow

what is it even like to not be a time lord do you like get impaled by rebar at 45 years old and just die. couldn't be me

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🚀 silvertraveller Follow

_____👶 timelordtoddler Follow

_____playing with a roentgen radioactive brick in the nursery rn

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🔉 gallifreyballifreyshmallifrey Follow

i love this website because its the only place you can say you have interfered with the natural flow of time and you won't get investigated by the CIA

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😉 winkles-wonderland Follow

who up lording they time

#no I don’t need to add any extra tags thanks I trust my audience will find it

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👦 theresponsibilityavoider Follow

I was skipping school hanging out in a clearing and some guy exited a portal from a CONFESSION DIAL 😭 and he was like “Go to the city. Find someone important. Tell them I’m back. Tell them, they know what they did. And I’m on my way. And if they ask you who I am, tell them ‘I came the long way round’” 😭😭😭 what the hell

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if you have a fetish for people being born through bodily reproductive systems KEEP IT TO YOURSELF!!!! nobody needs to see that on their dash

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__Ok Puriteen you need to get on my level. sexualize looms OR ELSE!!!!!

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💫 thecurator Follow

the high council of gallifrey: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “the timeless child” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw some pre-Hartnell doctors

My buddy the Master pacing: the Time Lords are lying to us

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I heard some kid crying himself to sleep in a cabin. COULD not be me

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Went to a museum today! I saw a lot of really cool stuff but something I couldn’t stop thinking about was this horrifically busted up Type 40 TARDIS that literally looked like it was held together with duct tape, chewed gum and prayers 😵‍💫😵‍💫 girl kill that thing I’m so sorry….

#i think it was even still alive. please put it out of its misery for the love of rassilon

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Bruh my best friend and I tried to play a prank on my brother but it went wrong and he hit his head so badly he REGENERATED i need to go into hiding

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😐 the-hybrid Follow

Who am I

#please for the love of god help me

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🔹 thetasigma Follow

Koschei and I skipped school today and went stargazing. We agreed to visit every single one together when we leave this stupid planet. I love them so much. We're going to be together forever.

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💭 siblingofkarn Follow

Why do I keep having nightmares about Gallifrey being destroyed in like 5 different ways, that could literally never happen

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🤖 pompousandstuffy Follow

I literally hate children soooo much like today some ninety year old tried to speak to me. KILL YOURSELF THIRTEEN TIMES ‼️

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👽 cheapandnastytraveltime Follow

For a Time Lord I have such a bad sense of time. if chamelon arches were real i would make myself literally any other species

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I have to stare into the untempered schism tomorrow. Any advice?

[wlntrsldler]

i’m kinda feeling a jealous!luke rn…… how do we feel about luke going to cheer for fuve star in one of her matches but afterwards when he’s going to congratulate her, he finds some dude trying to flirt with her. and she’s clearly not interested but luke doesn’t miss the chance to greet her with a kiss and then look at the guy with the most annoyed, dismissive expression ever. then luke smiles. “sorry, was i interrupting?”

a/n: i know nothing about field hockey! beware!

"mr. d, i don't know how you do this," luke muttered, eyes darting between you and clarisse on the field. the score was 1-1 and it was end of 2OT. both teams were gearing up for a shootout for the national title. "i've never been this nervous in my life."

mr. d chuckled from beside him, placing a comforting hand on luke's upper back, "trust me, it doesn't get any easier."

"i think i'm gonna throw up," chris mumbled from beside luke, anxiously waiting for the referee to indicate that the shootout was starting. clarisse was third on the line-up.

"you and me both, brother," luke replied, chewing on his bottom lip. he tugged on his shirt, suddenly feeling confined in the fabric. you were so close to the championship. this was the final game and if you won, you'd be a back-to-back national champion.

luke knew how hard you worked to get here. he often got voice memos from you, ranting about how practice and training wore you out, but he knew you got up bright and early the next day to do it again. you fell asleep on facetime calls often, sometimes only lasting ten minutes before you fell asleep on the call.

"it's starting," chris said, getting up from his seat. "i don't know if i want to watch or look away."

northwestern was up first. goal.

"fuck," travis groaned, echoing the sentiment of fellow unc supporters in the stands.

connor and travis were sitting behind him, both equally nervous to see how the game would unfold. you and clarisse had bought them unc merch to wear to the game, but luke and chris wanted to surprise you and clarisse with diy shirts that said "number [your jersey number/ clarisse's jersey number] biggest fan." you and clarisse both laughed when you saw their shirts. you loved them.

by the time it was clarisse's turn, the score was 1-0 (shootout) with unc trailing behind.

"come on, clar," chris hollered, clapping his hands, "you got this!"

clarisse masterfully maneuvered around northwestern's goalie and sunk the ball into the net. the boys and mr. d screamed in celebration as the score changed to reflect the goal. 1-1. unc was still in it.

clarisse pointed to the stands, eyes finding chris' in the crowd and blew him a kiss. chris beamed as he saw himself on the big screen. he pointed to his shirt, mouthing, "that's my girl!"

"i love how two days ago you guys had no clue how field hockey worked and now look at you," silena teased, adjusting the unc cap on her head.

"we still don't know what's going on, to be honest," luke replied sheepishly, scratching the nape of his neck, "but this is the big game!"

"i get it," she said, nudging charlie, "i still don't understand football but i'm at my wits end every time i watch him play."

charlie chuckled, wrapping an arm around silena's waist, before cheering with the rest of the crowd when you stepped up for the shootout.

you were the last one to go and even that alone is a lot of pressure, but you were the tiebreaker for this shootout. the score was still 1-1. nobody has scored since clarisse, both goalies were brick walls and luke's heart was hammering in his chest.

"come on, five star," he whispered, biting his knuckles, "light work baby."

you took a deep breath and dribbled the ball. you were electric out there. you were strategic and quick on your toes. luke was mesmerized watching you play. he'd seen your tapes before, in preparation for this game just so he wasn't completely clueless walking into the championship game, but watching it in real time was something else.

you swerved around the goalie and hit the ball. luke held his breath. goal.

"let's fucking go!" you screamed, falling to your knees on the field as your teammates rushed to engulf you in a hug.

the screams from the unc fans were defeaning. luke was grinning from ear to ear as the boys cheered around him. chris wrapped an arm around his shoulders, shaking him relentlessly. luke couldn't contain his excitement, but he knew that he should let you have this moment with your team. he'll celebrate with you in a bit, for now, you needed to soak in this feeling. back-to-back national champion.

as the adrenaline from the win began to subside, luke and chris, with the help of mr. d, made their way to the field. chris wandered off to find clarisse and luke was standing on the sidelines as mr. d talked to your coach. he watched as you did your post-game interview. you were glowing and it took all his willpower to not run up to you and kiss you on national television.

when you shook the reporter's hand in goodbye, luke began walking over to you, only to stop in his tracks when a boy approached you. luke blinked, tilting his head as he watched the situation unfold.

the guy was... okay-looking. he was definitely an athlete too, based on his build and height. luke's assumptions were proven correct when he got close enough to see his unc basketball hoodie. the boy's eyes fucking twinkled while he spoke to you, a charming smile adorning his face that luke wanted to punch off his prince charming facade.

he watched as you took a step back from the boy, awkwardly gesturing somewhere in the stands. luke felt smug hearing you say, "well, i have a boyfriend and he's over there actually so i should go find him."

but the guy was not letting up. luke watched as the guy rolled his eyes, obviously unphased by your revelation. luke clenched his jaw, keeping his composure.

luke marched over to you and wrapped an arm around your waist to turn you around. he roughly connected his lips with yours, smirking inside when you moaned at the contact. your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him deeper. his hands traveled up your spine, pushing you flush against his body. when the two of you pulled away, your eyes remained closed, a giddy smile on your face as you breathed out, "hell of a congratulations, castellan."

luke laughed, placing a quick kiss to your lips before turning to address the boy, "sorry, was i interrupting something?"

you had to cover your mouth to muffle the snort that came out of you. luke was staring at the boy intensely, lips in a tight line, as his hand squeezed the skin of your hip in possessiveness. the boy faltered, taking a step back in defeat. luke continued to shoot daggers at him, not deterred by the threat, or lack thereof, in front of him. eventually, the boy got the hint and walked away, shaking his head.

luke's cocky smirk was unstoppable as he faced you again, "great job, baby. national champ, again! look at you."

"thank you," you sighed, nuzzling your face into his neck. luke welcomed your public display of affection. "are we gonna talk about what just happened?"

he rolled his eyes, playfully, "nah, not worth it."

"yeah, but it was hot."

"then yes, let's talk about how hot you think i am."

"shut up," you replied, kissing him again. if this was your way of shutting him up, he wasn't going to complain.

[satorqn]

an: angst? fluff? self indulgent i am sorry i am v sad rn

suna is strong. you know it. he knows it. everyone knows it. he benches 220 daily, can squat double your weight like its nothing and don’t even get him started on his deadlifts. he can make his grocery run from the car to the fridge in one go, comically lifts large pieces of furniture to dust underneath it and is your go-to jar opener. 

suna can do it all ... except break you. it’s all he wants to do, actually, because you’re his strongest opponent. suna wants to squeeze you until you absolutely shatter in his grasp. he wants to hug you so tightly to him that you fall apart into a million pieces. because that’s the only way he can catch a glimpse of what goes on inside. 

suna is strong. you are strong. but suna is stronger. 

your shell is tough, easily holding in everything within your mind and soul. your fortress, fortified enough that nothing ever slips out. but suna wants in. 

he wants in on why your eyes can seem so empty and soulless sometimes. he wants in on why you snapped at him the other day and gave him the cold shoulder. he wants in on you and what goes on inside that pretty little head of yours. 

suna watches you quietly from behind his mug of tea, as you slowly slip your shoes off and place them in their place on the shoe rack, then shoulder your coat off before laying it on the back of the couch before truding off to your bedroom. all without a single word or glance to suna. 

suna knows how hard you’ve had it recently; the endless tabs open on your laptop as you work late into the night, your empty stares at the dinner table as you quietly push your food around your plate like a small, picky child. he sees it especially in your eyes, which harbors a deep sadness that makes his gut churn. 

you hear suna gently calling your name from beyond your bedroom door before he cracks it open slightly to peek his head through. he stays just beyond the door frame, not wanting to intrude in your space without your consent. you feel bad that you’re dragging your beloved through the mud with you. he offers nothing short of love and understanding, yet your immediate reactions are to pull away, hide from it all. 

“sorry, i’ve had a long day.” you pull the door open wider, an invitation to let him in. 

suna hums in response, eyes scanning your room. “don’t apologize, it’s all okay.” he makes a mental note to help clean your room when he finds the time to. 

you fall back onto your bed, wrapping yourself in your sheets until you resemble a burrito, only your face visible. a small smile graces suna’s face as you falls besides you, pulling you close into his grasp. “what’s wrong, hm?” it’s a mere whisper, as if he said it any louder it would scare you away back into your cocoon. 

“oh, nothing.” you chew on the inside of your lip. you’re nervous, for some reason. “just lots of work that’s all.” 

glancing up to your boyfriends face, his brows are slightly furrowed and lips downturned. “no, what’s wrong?” 

“nothing, really!” you sit up straight to face suna, shaking your head as if to insist and drive home your point. “it’s nothing really! nothing for you to worry about.” 

its true that suna wants to break you, but you’re still his girl, his prized and beloved. he treats you gently. gently taking the blanket from your grasp, unwrapping you so you can’t hide from him and placing you on his lap. his touch is soft as his large hands, the same ones that absolutely demolish his opponents on the court, cup your face. his thumbs caress your cheeks, then trace the outline of your lips. his hands push back to card through your hair, slowly working through any knots and frizz, then down your neck, across your shoulder, leaving a trail of goosebumps down your arms before they find home on your thighs. “tell me whats wrong.” 

his voice is firm, and it’s a demand. he’s tired of playing cat and mouse, tired of watching from the sidelines and he’s tired of seeing you in this state. 

you stare down at his hands, where they grip the plush of your thighs before meeting his gaze. it’s stern, borderline scary as he stares deep within you and whatever excuse you were about to utter dies on the tip of your tongue and comes out as a quiet squeak. honestly, everything in you dies in that moment. because you’re not quite sure what wrong, you just know it is. you don’t know how to explain to your lover why you’ve been so mean lately, so shut off, such a weight in the relationship. 

you can’t explain yourself, so you don’t. you just let all the wrong in you bubble up within you, until it fills your heart and lungs and you’re bursting at the seams. you can only let out desperate whispers of ‘i’m sorry’ over and over again as your lips wobble, and your face pinches up in a futile attempt to ward off the hot, stinging tears sitting on your lash line. you can’t stop apologizing and crying, or shaking and hiccuping  and sniffling.  

and just like that, suna has broken you. “ah, i told you not to apologize, didn’t i?” he’s as gentle as ever, pulling you into a tight hug. 

you are strong, yet suna is stronger. he wants to break you because he knows he’s strong enough to share some of the weight you hold; hell, he would hold all of your worries, sorrows and pains if he could. 

[internet-sadass]

I Can't Wait For You To Knock Me Up (Fox Mulder x female reader)

Blurb: In which Mulder discovers he has a breeding kink, all because you asked him to massage your stomach.

Warnings: smut, breeding kink.

A/N: not my finest work but certainly one of my horniest. I'm so ill about Mulder rn, he is rotting my brain. yes, the title is MSI lyrics. I may be cringe but at least I am free.

You tossed over onto your side yet again, hoping that switching position yet again would relieve your pain. Even after taking a painkiller before getting into bed, you still felt the pain radiating from your lower belly all the way through to your back, making it feel like you'd pulled a muscle. It almost felt like something was inside your womb, clawing around, tearing at your sensitive walls.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter? You've been turning over and over for an hour now." Mulder's voice was gruff and slightly hoarse from waking suddenly. You felt his breath against your neck.

"Sorry I woke you." You mumbled, hoping he didn't enquire further about why you were tossing and turning. It was too early in the relationship, you felt, for you to be open about basic bodily functions. As much as you knew Mulder would probably be understanding and mature about it, you couldn't be absolutely sure. Other men you'd dated had recoiled when you mentioned the fact you were on your period, or had pretty much kept their hands off you until you'd finished your monthly bleed.

"Can't be nothing if you're still awake at this time." Mulder rubbed your arm, obviously more awake than you thought he was. Nothing was getting past him, even at 3:34 AM. 

Chewing the inside of your cheek, you worked up the courage to tell him.

"It's my period. I've got really bad cramps." You said, feeling like a pre-teen asking for a pad for the first time: totally embarrassed about your body doing what it was supposed to do.

There was a sigh from behind you and then a short chuckle.

"I guessed it might have been, but I didn't want to just ask you in case it seemed rude." 

It was your turn to sigh, this time in relief. You shifted yourself to press back against Mulder.

"Can I do anything to make it hurt less?" He asked, pressing a kiss against your shoulder.

"Could you...could you rub my stomach? That always seems to help." 

The warmth of Mulder's hand settled on your lower stomach, right above where your womb was ragging war on itself. He pushed the hem of your vest up and spread his palm across your womb, before starting to rub circles over your skin, applying just enough pressure to reach the cramping muscles.

"Is that good?" 

You gave a contented 'mm-hmm' as you felt the pain ease with each circle of his hand. Mulder took that as a yes.

Mulder kept on massaging your stomach, waiting until he was certain you had dropped off to sleep before he dared stop. He listened to your breathing slow and felt your body relax, all the tension leaking out of it. You were totally at peace. He, however, was not. 

He was achingly hard, the stiff length of his erection pressed against the small of your back, a light sheen of sweat across his forehead. It took all his willpower to not rut against you to relieve some of the tension. 

The cause of Mulder’s throbbing predicament was the thought of his seed filling up your womb, making it swell with his child, seeing your body soften and become even more irresistible to touch and play with. As he rubbed your stomach, he imagined it bulging out more than it was, feeling his child's tiny kicks and squirms underneath. He thought about how everyone would then know that you and him were together, that you were his girl and his girl alone. No more having to grin and bear other agents trying to chat you up. They'd know, and they'd keep away. 

The idea of getting you pregnant had never really crossed Mulder's mind, not even when he dutifully rolled a condom onto his length every time you two managed to have sex amid your busy schedules. He'd always use protection out of habit and because it was the right thing to do, as he didn't want to burden you with a child you didn't want. But now, as he felt precum collect on his crown and smear over your back, the desire to knock you up grew so strong he knew he had to see if you would let him pursue his fantasy. The idea of you begging him to fill you up, to put a baby in you, made him leave the warmth and comfort of the bed to pump his cock in the bathroom until he came over the same palm that had comforted your aching womb. 

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"F-Fox - ah, slow down! - what's gotten into you?” You managed between the desperate, open-mouth kisses Mulder was giving you as he practically tore your blouse off and started attacking your skirt. Yanking your skirt off, he tore your tights and panties down in one swift motion, leaving you hobbling awkwardly as you tried to free yourself from the tights stuck at your feet.

"Mm, I just need you right now. Sick of looking at you all day and not being able to touch you properly." Mulder slurred out, as if he were intoxicated merely by kissing you. He steered you into your room, pushing you down on the bed and taking the chance to finally remove some of his own clothes, leaving his tie and his shirt on but open and loose. 

"I-I moved the condoms into the drawer, second one down." You mumbled as Mulder pressed your knees up to your chest, settling himself between your thighs. His tip was red and impatient, dribbling precum down his shaft. You'd never seen Mulder get this worked up about fucking you. He was normally all about taking things slow, drawing out the process of burying his length in you and working the pair of you to climax. 

"Can I please go without? I wanna feel you properly. Fill you up." Mulder said as he leaned over you, his face flushed and hair already a mess. 

You had to think for a minute about the fact that Mulder, who normally put a condom on unprompted, was asking if he could enter you entirely unprotected.

"You trying to knock me up, Agent Mulder?" You teased, sliding yourself down the bed ever so slightly so his tip caught on your slit.

"M-maybe." If his face could have gotten any redder, it would have at that point. "Can I?" 

Grabbing his tie, you pulled him down for a kiss. 

"Go ahead. I want you to fill me." 

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Every overexcited thrust Mulder gave made your thighs strain, your legs propped over his shoulders. He was ploughing into you relentlessly, dragging his shaft in and out of your gummy walls, hitting up against your cervix. His thighs and hips collided with your ass, filling the room with loud slaps that you knew your neighbours would hear. He was mumbling praises and curses, telling you over and over how much he loved you and couldn’t wait to see you pregnant. You couldn't do much else but moan as he fucked you harder than he ever had before.

Mulder felt his end coming far quicker than he wanted, but he was in no position to slow his pace down to delay his climax. His balls tightened as his seed spurted out his slit in thick arcs, filling up your womb and then your cunt. You gave a soft moan as the heat spread throughout your insides, your body happily accepting your lover's offering. You felt some spend dribble out from your entrance despite his cock still plugging it up. Groaning, he withdrew, watching as his cum dripped out of your full and puffy lips. He flopped onto the bed next to you. 

You rolled over to look at a very exhausted yet content Mulder. He was smiling at the ceiling with his eyes closed, panting. 

"It'll probably take more than one time to get me pregnant. You know that, right?" 

Mulder opened his eyes and turned his head to face you, still smiling.

"I know that." He reached a hand down to rub circles on your lower stomach again. "We'll just have to keep trying until we succeed." 

[yankstrash]

Cheating scandal blurb rn

i also love to see men cry so let's fuckin do this!!!!

gabe didn't want to believe what he was hearing, but what else are you supposed to do when someone accuses your girlfriend of cheating on you?

the team had finished practice and were changing in the locker room when one of the freshmen had come up to gabe and broke the news to him.

it went a little something like, "hey man, sorry i had to be the one to tell you this but i saw your girl making out with a brother from sigma chi this past weekend. anyways, just thought you should know. good luck."

gabes mind was racing with a million thoughts, and his heart cracked a little more the closer he got to amelias apartment. she didn't know he was coming over, he didn't want to give her anytime to make up a story if this whole thing was true, so when he waltzed into her room with tear brimmed eyes and almost unable to get his words out, amelia was not expecting it.

"gabe? baby, what's wrong? what happened? did you get hurt at practice? do we need to go to the hospital? do-"

"amelia, enough."

gabes response to her worries made her take a step back. he just walked into her bedroom unannounced with tears threatening to spill from his eyes and was silenced when she tried asking what was wrong?

gabe took a shaky breath in and blew it out while closing his eyes.

"sit down, please." he said, and amelia gave him a puzzled expression as she walked up to him instead of doing what he asked.

"baby, what's wrong? you're freaking me out." she said as she placed her hands on his waist, but gabe moved away at her touch.

"just, please, sit." gabe said again, and this time amelia obliged and took a seat on her bed.

gabe stayed standing, letting out a heavy sigh before speaking.

"i'm gonna ask you a question and i need you to be honest with me." gabe started, and amelia gave him a confused look, completely unsure what he was going to ask her.

"did you cheat on me at the frat party last weekend?"

the question hit amelia like a hard smack in the face. she actually couldn't believe her ears when she heard him. she almost had to ask him to repeat it, but as if reading her mind, gabe asked again.

"did you, amelia?" gabe asked when he was met with silence.

the silence, however, wasn't because she was guilty and didn't know what to say. the silence was because she couldn't believe gabe was asking her this question, and had no idea how to respond.

"who the fuck told you that?" she finally said, anger laced in her voice.

"it doesn't matter."

"it does matter! it matters to me! FUCK that!" amelia said as she stood up off her bed. "and NO! i absolutely did not cheat on you, how could you even think that??"

gabe ran his hands up and down his face and said, "one of my teammates told me after practice. he said he saw you making out with some sigma chi dude at their party this past weekend and i-"

"WHO? WHO told you that?" amelia said in a raised voice.

she was beyond frustrated at this accusation and wanted to know who told gabe this, now.

"why does it matter, amelia? do you need to know so you can go chew them out for ratting you out to me?" gabe said, but as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them.

amelias mouth fell agape before she quickly closed it and shook her head.

"get out. now." she said in a tone so calm it was almost scary.

"amelia just-"

"NO! if you wanna sit here and accuse me of this shit and not even tell me who you heard it from or give me a chance to respond, then i do not want to talk to you." she started, walking over to her bedroom door and opening it.

"leave, now."

gabe stood silent for a moment before doing what she asked and leaving her room.

"don't let my unloyalness hit you on the way out." amelia said as she slammed the door behind gabe once he was out.

that all happened monday night. it was now thursday night and gabe and amelia haven't talked since the fight. at all. it's the longest they've gone without speaking or seeing each other since they started dating.

they were both a mess. amelia has barely slept in 3 days and cries almost any chance she gets, and gabe has been in a piss mood and feels awful about how he handled the situation.

was he upset about the situation? absolutely, but he knows he should've given amelia a chance to explain before taking a cheap shot at her which ultimately lead her to throwing him out and their ongoing silence.

gabe wanted to finish their discussion and know the truth, but he knew for a fact amelia did not want to talk to him. she was livid when he left her bedroom.

amelia wanted to reach out to gabe and figure out where this whole thing was coming from, because honestly she was still confused by it all.

no, she did not cheat on gabe. but why did someone say she did? and WHO? the question of who still hung over her head, as she had no clue.

gabe packed up his stuff quick, fast and in a hurry once practice ended and was ready to run out of the locker room when drew stopped him.

"let me by dude, i'm not in the mood." gabe said as he tried to move past his teammate, but he wouldn't budge.

"you haven't been in the mood all week." drew said.

"yeah and why do you think that is? i get told that my girlfriend cheated on me and now we haven't spoken in 3 days and i'm just fucking pissed off. let me by."

drew, once again stood in gabes way, and gabe was about to blow a fuse when drew spoke again.

"yeah and that's what i need to talk to you about. let me grab my stuff and we'll talk outside."

annoyed but obedient, gabe waited for drew to grab his things before the two headed out to their cars.

they walked to drews car and drew leaned up against it as gabe eagerly waited for what he had to say.

"got a nice eavesdropped earful of a conversation at practice today.." drew began. "first of all, amelia didn't cheat on you. so get that shit out of your head."

at his words, gabe visibly relaxed. he already felt a huge wave of relief wash over him, but how did drew know?

"l/n is the one who told you she did, right?" drew asked, and gabe nodded his head in response.

"yeah, so i hear him at practice today laughing with the freshmen goalie. he says 'i needed perreault to be thrown off so i could take his starting spot against harvard, so i spewed some shit that amelia cheated on him with some sigma chi guy, gave him a pat on the back and wished him good luck'."

gabes eyes nearly bugged out of his head at drews words.

drew noticed his reaction and nodded his head. "oh yeah, and it gets better. this was before a handful of guys, including you came out onto the ice, so you missed the response but it was me and ryan that overheard it and ryan wasted no time throwing his gloves off and shoving l/n right into the boards. he was pissed. told l/n he needed to tell you the truth, but his response to that was 'fuck that'. this earned the kid another hard shove into the boards before coach saw and broke it up. shit calmed down before you came out, but yeah. so basically l/n is a lying sack of shit that was just trying to distract you so he could take your starting spot in the game next weekend. so now that you know, get your shit together and go apologize to amelia. and think up the greatest apology of your life on the way over there, because she is upset. like, the most upset i've ever seen her. and i've known her for a long time, gabe."

gabes heart sunk at drews words.

"you've talked to her?" gabe asked.

"of course i have. i went to see her the day after it happened. she told me what happened and she had a total break down because of it. she loves you, gabe. a lot. she would never do this to you, but she needs to know that you believe that also."

gabe barely wasted a second turning and running to his car, but he stopped in his tracks and turned back to drew.

"you're 100% sure this is true?"

he hated asking that, but he had to.

drew gave him a death glare, saying "do not even ask me that. do not. get your ass over to amelias, now."

gabe may be amelias boyfriend, but drews known her for a long time, and he was protective over her in a friend way. when he found out about this whole situation, he was pissed at gabe for how he handled it and was the one there to comfort amelia.

he hated seeing two of his best friends so upset over some jerk, and knew he had to fix it. even if drew had never heard what he did at practice, he wouldn't have stopped until gabe believed that amelia did not cheat, because he wholeheartedly knew she would never do that.

gabe wanted to ask amelia if he could come over first to make sure she was okay with seeing him.

from: gabriel ❤️

"are you home? can we please talk?

he waited for her response that came through within a minute.

from: meels 💗

"only if you're willing to let me speak and act maturely."

from: gabriel ❤️

"i am baby. i'm on my way."

gabe had so much running through his head on the drive to amelias apartment. his hands were shaky as he let himself in and made his way to her bedroom. he knocked when he reached her door and opened it when he heard a muffled "come in" from the other side.

when he saw his girlfriend, his face fell into a visible frown and his heart ached. she was dressed in a grey crewneck with grey sweatpants. her hair was sticking out of its messy bun, she had rosy cheeks and puffy eyes from crying and she had bags under eyes as if she hadn't slept in days. cause she hadn't.

gabe just wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms, but he couldn't, not yet at least. he had a lot of grafting to do before he could do that.

"before i even say anything, i want to give you a chance to speak and tell me everything that's on your mind. and i promise, i won't say a word until you're finished."

as much as gabe wanted to open his mouth wide and spit out everything drew just told him, he knew he had to let amelia speak first.

amelia crossed her arms and took a shaky breath before speaking.

"first and foremost, if you're ready to believe it yet, i did not cheat on you. i did not fucking cheat on you, and i am extremely hurt that you would believe i would. i have never given you a reason to not trust me, i have never given you a reason to believe i would cheat on you. i have always been nothing but honest and loyal to you, so even though someone told you i did cheat, you should have approached me about it much differently than you did. you waltzed in here, threw the accusation at me, refused to let me speak then accused me of trying to cover my lies. i was astounded, honestly. you really, really hurt my heart with the way you handled that, gabe. after never treating you anything but good, i wish you had handled that with a lot more respect and matureness."

gabe felt tears slip out of his eyes at her response. he knew it was going to upset him, respectfully so, but man did it really hit him hard.

she was right about everything she said, but what hurt the most was hearing her say how he hurt her. he never meant to do that. he thought he was the one getting hurt, when in reality he hurt her.

"you may speak." amelia said, interrupting his thoughts. "but the first thing i want to hear, is who told you i cheated."

gabe let out a quick sniffle before saying, "f/n l/n, a freshmen on the hockey team."

amelia looked confused, as she had barely ever even spoken to this guy before.

"he plays my position, and apparently is trying to steal it too, which is why he lied about you cheating. drew told me he overheard him at practice talking about how he was trying to throw me off my game so he could get the starting spot by lying to me about you cheating."

amelia was stunned at his response. she was expecting some bs, but nothing like that. that was just downright insane. fucking up someones relationship just so you can play in a stupid hockey game? she had never heard something so low in her life.

while she was still beyond upset, she couldn't help but feel for gabe. being told your girlfriend cheated on you only to find out the person who told you that was just trying to steal something of importance from you out of selfishness and jealousy was a LOT.

still though, she wanted a full apology first before she made any sort of move.

"that's... fucked." amelia finally said after a moment of silence while she let the thought of what she just heard consume her head. "like, really, REALLY fucked."

gabe kept his lips in a tight line as he nodded his head in agreement.

"did you confront him?" amelia asked in a calmer tone than the one she was previously speaking in.

gabe shook his head and said, "i didn't find out until after practice. drew told me outside and i took off to come here the second he did. he said he and ryan heard l/n talking about it at practice, and that ryan shoved the kid against the boards and demanded he tell me the truth, but he refused. coach broke them up before anything else happened, and drew told me about it afterwards."

with each word gabe spoke, amelia was more and more shocked.

amelia stood there frozen and swallowed in her thoughts when gabe couldn't help himself and took a step towards her, gently saying, "baby" and holding his arms out to embrace her, but she took a step back.

she put her hand up and said, "anything else you wanna tell me, gabe?"

she was hinting at an apology, and luckily gabe picked up on it.

gabe let a few more tears slip out and closed his lips tightly before nodding his head and saying, "i'm sorry. i'm so so SO sorry, meels. you are absolutely right, you have never given me a chance to not trust you or believe you would cheat on me. i'm sure you understand how difficult it was for me to hear what i did and why i acted the way i did afterwards, but you're right, i should've handled it much differently. i should've and i wish i did because i never ever wanted to hurt you or make you think i didn't trust you because i do. i do trust you, more than anyone. i know you would never cheat on me or intentionally hurt me, i only wish i let those thoughts overtake me more than the intrusive ones that did when i heard what i did. i'm just..." gabe choked a bit, wiping some tears. "i'm just sorry, meels. i'm sorry for how i acted, i'm sorry i hurt and upset you and i'm sorry i ever doubted you."

more tears escaped gabes eyes as he spoke, and that was enough for amelia to see before breaking down herself.

as much as his words spoke to her, his emotions did so much more. the way he was being so vulnerable, showing all his emotions right now and breaking down in front of her, showed how sorry he really was and how much he regretted what happened.

"i need you so bad, meels." gabe whispered through sobs. "please."

his words crumbled amelia and made her take a huge leap towards him, embracing him.

gabes whole body shook as he held his girlfriend for the first time in days.

and it wasn't like one of those hugs they give each other after he's been gone on the road and they finally reunite after a few days. it was a hug of pure heartbreak emotion and desperation. both of their hearts that were momentarily broken this week were slowly starting to heal back up as they held each other. all emotions were let out as they both sobbed into each other and grabbed at anything possible as they were so desperate to feel each others touch after 3 horrible days.

they stayed like this for what felt like an eternity. just holding each other, crying and basking in being in each others arms.

he didn't want to, but gabe pulled away first because he couldn't wait any longer to kiss amelia.

three days without her lips on his was too much, and he needed the feeling now.

amelia smiled into the kiss, so much relief being lifted off her shoulders as her favorite lips in the world were finally back on hers, and all was okay again.

the couple moved to amelias bed and nuzzled into each other tighter than ever. they laid in silence for a bit, just enjoying being in each others presence and on good terms again.

amelia broke the silence after a few minutes to ask, "are you gonna say something to f/n?"

gabe let out a sigh and said, "i should let him know i know so he doesn't try to pull shit like this again, but maybe in a subtle way so i don't get in trouble with the team. can't defend my starting spot if i'm suspended, right?"

amelia chuckled lightly at his response.

"i can't believe someone would actually do that. that is so fucked up." amelia said.

gabe kissed her head and said, "i know," he moved his head so he was looking at her and smiled. "he probably thought you came with the starting spot and he wanted you too. jealous asshole."

amelia burst out laughing at gabes joke, and gabe grinned widely at her smile and the sound of her laugh.

"i missed that so much. your laugh." gabe said.

amelia gave him a gentle smile and leaned in to kiss his lips.

"i missed you so much."

"i missed you, and i love you."

"i love you."

[buckysmith]

Their past/ how they grew up Modern warfare Headcanons

A quick preface before the headcanon, I'm not really being active at the moment and that's just because of some things happening in my life rn and I’m sorry for that. I just want to say thank you for all the support I get, for the encouragement and I especially want to thank you, M. I know you read this and I know you know it's addressed to you, so thank you Angel, you help me keep going in times I don’t want too.

Includes: Ghost, Price, Soap, König, Gaz, Gromsko, Graves, Alejandro and Rudy

TW: eating disorder, loss of family, abuse, reading on your own risk

I find it kinda hard to write for Ghost cause we know a lot about his past and I don't want to rewrite what you already know, so I decided I write how it affects his now self

Ghost:

- he looks like a guy that lets nothing gets to him, cold, distant, emotionless, a born killer

- but when you get to know him he is not all that, he is not emotionless, he is not cold, he is not distant and he is not a born killer

- his soul is scared, the child in him is badly wounded and scared

- he wants to be safe, he wants to get attention but he has the feeling that he does not deserve all this

- he is also afraid that someone will hurt him again, so he pushes away the people who come too close to him

- he secretly needs physical contact, even quite a lot but doesn't know how to handle it when he gets it

- he enjoys it when Soap falls asleep leaning against him, because Soap radiates an incredible warmth and generally Soap gives him a feeling of security

- he would never admit it but he loves Soap so incredibly much, not on a romantic level but on a deeper level

- he also has incredible problems with eating, he forgets it very often if you don't remind him because it's just not normal for him to eat every day, he didn't know it differently in his childhood

- even when they are on mission he offers his food to Soap or another comrade when he sees that they are still hungry

- he usually gave his food to his little brother

- after Soap finds out that Ghost doesn't eat much, he forces him to eat something

- he makes sure that his masked friend always has enough food and water in his belly

- another reason why Ghost loves his best friend

- Soap has adopted him and forced him to join the rest of the mctavish family.

- He is surprised how many of Soap's family there are and he is sure that the McTavishs could fill a whole village, there are so many of them.

Soap:

- He was born into a large family

- he is the fourth born, out of a total of eleven children

- he helped his mother early to take care of the babies

- He often quarreled with his eldest brother, he simply did not like him and they fought at least once a day.

- Soap was also quite an active child, could hardly sit still and always had to do something

- be it playing soccer with his brothers, helping his mother to take care of the babies or letting his two little sisters do make-up on him and braiding his hair, which was still long at that time.

- his eldest brother laughed at him because of his long hair, said he was also a girl

- that pissed soap off

- especially because his brother always smeared chewing gum, burrs and other sticky stuff in his hair

- one of the reasons why he bought hair remover in the local supermarket and smeared it in his brother's hair at night

- his brother never said or did anything after that

- Soap, however, got spanked for the first time in his life, but he never regretted it.

- when he turned fifteen he cut off his long hair, donated it and made his first Hawk

- he also knew that he was a good looking boy, one of the reasons why he had permanent new girlfriends from the age of fifteen

- this even went so far that his parents almost had to forbid him to bring a new girlfriend home every weekend

- after he joined the military it was not better with his love relationships

- but with him being about twenty-five he realized that this did not bring him to his goal

- because he knew from early childhood that he would want to have a wife and at least three children

- and so he started to improve himself, for himself, for his future partner and for his children.

Alejandro:

- he grew up quite normally

- together with his family in a farm house just outside the city

- his parents grew vegetables and raised cattle

- he helped from early childhood

- he is the oldest of five children and also the only boy, his other siblings are all girls

- at the beginning he was not so enthusiastic about having only sisters, but since most of them had the same interests as him he understood that it did not matter which sex the other one has.

- he let his sisters do make him up on him, they dressed him like a doll and he was horrified to find out that he could walk in high heels.

- his mother took many photos in that time, all with a disposable camera

- his father is a quiet man, very nice and polite

- his mother is also very nice and polite, but she can also get very angry very fast which keeps the whole Vargas family in breath when she gets angry

- as the eldest brother he had of course also responsibilities like taking care of his sisters

- he was the one who beat up boys twice his size if they said something wrong about one of his sisters

- when he left his family to join the army and fight for his family it was very hard for him in the beginning because he was and still is an absolute family man.

- Rodolfo helped him a lot, so they were in different squads but Rodolfo gave him a certain feeling of home and Alejandro in return gave him the self-confidence to defend himself against others.

- after he quickly got acquainted he hid his family outside of las almas, far away so no one would find them

- he was also a ladysman, he knew early on that he was good looking and he enjoyed the attention of the ladies

- but even after years and several failed relationships he knew he would not find his wife in the army

- from then on he tried not to be a flirter but to find his wife for life the old fashioned way.

Rodolfo

- he grew up together with his little sister and his mother in a small apartment in las almas

- his father had left his mother for a younger woman after the birth of his little sister

- but he was not sad about it, his father had been violent towards his mother and him and he was glad that at least his sister did not have to experience him

- while his mother worked day and night to support her two children he took care of his sister

- there were days when they could hardly afford anything, on others they had enough to last the rest of the month

- he was bullied by other boys his age, they called him all kinds of things but one thing they were all the same for

- they always made fun of how high pitched his voice was and how submissive he was and joked that he was definitely gay

- something that was dangerous in his cultural circles, damn dangerous.

- when he was old enough to go to work himself he did it to earn some extra money

- then when he was old enough he joined the military

- mainly because he didn't really get schooling due to their lifestyle and so he hoped to get at least a pretty well paid job

- at the beginning it was hard for him, also here they made fun of him, called him all kinds of names which is discriminating against gays

- but only until he made friends with Alejandro, the strongest guy in the army.

- they just hit it off from the beginning

- and while Rodolfo gave Alejandro the feeling of a family, Alejandro taught Rodolfo how to defend himself against those idiots.

Price

- he grew up with wealthy grand parents and parents, never had to worry about anything

- there was enough money for everything

- but no matter how much money there was, you couldn't buy a Loving Family anywhere....

- his father wanted him to join his company but young Price didn't want that and joined the military instead

- he hated his father dearly

- he knew his father only had him to have an heir for his company

- his father abused him and his mother on daily basis

- most of the time it was only his words.. at least for him

- he knew his father beat his mother up but he couldn't do anything, he was to young to go against his father and when he did his father made sure to beat him up properly

- his mother left him when he was around ten, leaving him with his father

- she never came back, cause years of abuse left her with to many open wounds she tried to forget about with drugs and alcohol

- she died when he was twelve

- nothing changed till price left his „home"

- it was the last time he saw his father too

- he never came home, stayed at the base till the lawyer of his father contacted him

- it was about ten years later

- his father had died in a car accident, leaving his only son everything he owned

- big ass company, multiple houses two big villas with one having a big ass forest too

- when he was younger his parents forbade him to go into the forest, but now he was grown up and he could go to the house he had already discovered as a child

- it was half decayed, animals had taken up residence in it and all in all it was in a horrible state.

- Price worked every free minute on the house, the villas he left for the most part to the servants.

- he didn't want to live in it, but he didn't want to sell it either.

- when his cabin was finally finished he moved in

- he always wanted a family and while on the one hand he wanted to be better than his father, on the other he was afraid of becoming a monster like him.

König:

- he was adopted as a child and his biological parents were good friends of his adoptive parents

- his parents died in a car accident when he was still an infant and since there were no other living relatives he came to live with his godfather and his wife

- the two of them always wanted children, but they suffered miscarriages again and again and at some point they gave up

- his biological parents are from Germany which is why he is also a German citizen, but he grew up in Austria with his surrogate parents

-as a child he was constantly bullied

- he was the smallest and slimmest among the boys, a perfect target for the others

- he never defended himself against the others, but rather started to hide because he did not want to get beaten up

- there was a forest with big trees next to the school, so he started to hide on the trees  during the breaks.

- because even if his bullies found him, they couldn't reach him so far up.

- he also always had shoulder-length curly hair, which he liked to tie into a braid

- one of the reasons they bullied him

- but one day he cut off his hair completely off

- he was held to it the day before while they kept dunking his head into the toilet and flushing it

- in that moment something snapped inside of him

- he was tired of being treated like this by everyone, so he cut off his hair completely and started training

- his bullies then tried to beat him up again, but this time they ended up beaten up and not him

- after that nobody dared to say anything against him or to make him look stupid again

- he spent the rest of his youth studying and at some point he joined the military

Gaz:

- he grew up with two mothers

- his father had cheated on his mother with another woman while she was pregnant and when she realized that her "boyfriend" had a pregnant wife, she told his mother that her husband was having an affair

- the two got along well because they were both being screwed by the same man

- the two spent a lot of time together

- she was also present at the birth of gaz

- so at one point friendship  turned into love

- Gaz grew up quite normally, he had the love of both his mothers, his father had disappeared completely and his grandparents were always part of him

- both sides of the grandparents were the biggest support from day one

- although he was a bit bullied for having two moms  in elementary school and also in secondary school for  his two mothers they were his greatest pride

- he took them everywhere with him and if his friends did not like his mothers, he had no problem to dump those friends

- his mothers also taught him a lot, which made him very popular with the girls

- he had always been a good boy, never made problems and even if there was a problem somewhere his mothers helped him to solve it

- they never really had any quarrels until the time he wanted to join the military

- but they knew that when their son set his mind on something he would do it anyways no matter what, so they supported him where they could

Gromsko:

- he grew up with his grandma

- his father had been in the army, but he disappeared during the war (M.I.A)

- his mother could not bear the loss of her husband and died only a few months later

- his grandmother lost her husband in WW2, so there were only his grandmother, a few chickens and cows and pigs which belonged to his family

- his grandma was not the typical polish grandma, so she ran after him with a leather belt only once - not to give him an old school ass whipping but because the pants of little gromsko were hanging on dear life... you could see half his underwear

- he was also disturbed as a child by the picture in his grandma's living room, but never told her about it

- he was a strong boy, nobody dared to stand in his way

- but he never thought of abusing his strength against the weaker ones, so he helped the weak ones and beat up the strong ones

- something that never changed

- he was also very respectful, helping the old ladies in his village with the cooking or the men with the

chopping wood and herding cattle

- when he was old enough he joined the military

- his grandmother was worried that he would not come back as well as her husband and son, but he always came back home.

Graves:

- He grew up in Texas on a large cattle ranch with his parents, a big brother and a little sister.

- he also had grandparents and many uncles and aunts on both sides of the family

- he always got along well with his siblings, his brother was his role model and he knew he had to be the same for his little sister

- a little cowboy he was though

- not even his brother was as good a rider as he was.

- he loved working with the animals, being outside for hours, being free was something that was always very important to him

- in school he was very good, mostly even very underchallenged

- he was also very sporty, popular with the girls and even if you wouldn't believe it he was always very respectful to everyone

- he had however again and again arguments with the "bad boys" and "clowns" of the school since these provided only turmoil and did not fit into his picture with their behavior

- his brother who was seven years older than him went into the military after he finished high school

- everyone advised phillip to go to college when he graduated from high school, however, like his brother he also joined the military

- due to his physical strength and intelligence he also climbed the positions ladder quite fast

- several years later he and his brother did almost every mission together

- every mission was successful, except one

- his brother was in command, but was killed during the battle

- phillip could not reach his brother in time and so the bullet pierced his brother and hit him himself

- his brother died in his arms and he immediately took over the command

- he led the whole troop to safety while carrying his brother's body and finished the mission despite being severely wounded himself

- when his sister wanted to join the military he made sure that she would never be accepted into the military as he was afraid he would lose her as well

[neverchecking]

Hello!!! I’m here to inquire about Aaliyah and Link’s full story as I can’t seem to find it in your Masterlist. If that’s ok? If it’s private and you just wanna just give out tidbits then that’s completely ok!!! I started reading your joint fic constellation and I’m hooked on it and the characters!!! I already went and asked about part four lol!

omgomgomgomgomgomgomg- OKAY I'VE REHEARSED FOR THIS-

I'm so glad you asked!

So, I did release one written portion already -> Here!

But! Im gonna be so real with you guys, I forgot I did it and have not worked on it at all fnofnf

I love answering questions about my girl so ask away! I'm also so glad you like constellations it has my heart fr. Part four is...on its way but with Kinktober and our adult lives (I'm a full time student and Bailey has a big girl job) it kinda got pushed back (And we're in our trigun eras). But it has been started!

So, let's talk about Aaliyah and Sage.

Their story starts in the Pre-Calamity era. Sage is still a knight, however, Aaliyah is now there too! She's a bastard child born out of wedlock to the village of Kakariko-- who take the phrase it takes a village a little too literally.

From very early in her life, Aaliyah is proclaimed the Sheikah Champion and spends her life training for this role. She learns ancient magic regarding rune extraction and usage (Basically how Impa fights in AOC) and in ancient swordsmanship.

She's taken to the castle with Purah and Impa and from there meets the other champions.

Her and Link didn't actually like each other all that much from the start? They were incredibly weary and on edge when the other was around bc of the other's skill set and how they could be an obvious threat to their current missions (Either protecting Zelda or staying with Impa).

Aaliyah actually made friends with Revali pretty easily because she wasn't gifted with this great courage or wisdom or any abilities. It was something she earned and worked incredibly hard to harness, like Revali's gale So they spent their free time talking shit about Link and the other champions in the garden for a while.

Link and Aaliyah only really started getting to know each other after a spar in the garden. Link kicked her ass, make no doubts about it (Lore accurate Link? Are you kidding? Aaliyah never stood a chance.), but after hearing her get her ass chewed out by Impa he bashfully offered a kind shoulder.

The thing about them that I LOVE incorporating into their story is that before they died? These two were honestly so adorable. In my head. But im giving you guess my head lore rn.

Like Aaliyah is the smart one out of them, okay? Let me set this straight. So, she knows things like sign language. So when she mindlessly does a wave of her hand to curse off a noble without them knowing? And Link, who ALSO knows sign language sees this?

OMFG- he chokes on his spit. And she looks over and just flushes this bright red, but has this shy little smile on her face because, 'hey, this guy isn't so bad?'.

Or Link just laying his head in her lap and letting her braid flowers into his hair while they sit in silence or he reads to her??

Or Aaliyah just sitting on a rock, pretending to be writing her daily prayers, but is really watching Link practice his swordsmanship with Fi?

They were that kind of cute.

ANYWAY-

So, in Eye of the Storm, I go into further depth onto how Aaliyah died-- protecting Link and Zelda.

If you haven't read it, heres the run down. They get surrounded by Yiga, and she dies because she sends Link and Zelda back with the slate, acting as a distraction so they have the time to leave.

Demon carver carves her ass.

Link watches, duh, because A) I needed him to have that trauma to form their relationship a little more and B) Traumatizing him is so fun.

Anyway, so she dies. The Sheikah are ancient beings with unyielding loyalty, since they follow the royal family everywhere this is obvious, and are hence incredibly loyal to their champion. They manage to save her with their plan B option. I'm pretty sure I wrote it as a makeshift shrine but it also is probably a little bit of black magic.

Anyway, a century passes. Aaliyah awakes in a place that had long since fell to ruins, mind blank and head empty.

But she's angry. She wakes up so mind numbingly angry and stomps off with her original slate. It's broken and doesn't work, but she uses it like a weapon. Eventually, she runs into Link! Woo, but like...

Imagine you lock two angry cats fighting for territory in a room and them throw a sprinkler in there.

They're both angry. They don't know anything, and resources are sparce, They fight, of course, and both eventually walk off with their tails between their legs. BUT they keep fucking meeting. AND ITS A PATTERN

Except they start relearning things! Like how to fight and how to use a bow, and they get better armor, better equipment. When Link shows up with a shield, she blows his ass up.

At some point, they start expecting to see each other. They stop fighting so much and instead share a campsite.

AND THEN- they happen to be walking towards a stable together and are just HIT with the imagery of her death <3

Thats also a mess that leaves them storming away from each other <3

They meet again in Kakariko and eventually talk it out. Aaliyah goes with him to the castle, does not fall through the floor, instead watched from above like :O. bc shes a dumbass.

She does make sure he stays alive though. Throws a fairy in a bottle at him at some point which hits him and he turns like >:( and she's just 'oops'.

Then they save Zelda yadda yadda. Aaliyah moves on with her life bc her and Zelda prolly hate each other (There is no prolly they do. They HATE each other. Like middle aged white women in PTA's.)

But, Aaliyah is such a big figure head to the Sheikah, there's no real escape. So her and Link slowly redevelop their relationship.

When the gloom starts spreading, Aaliyah remains at the castle base while they go to investigate, working with the people to sort them and everything.

Luckily for her, when Ganon is like >:) I'm back, she doesn't have to experience it first hand because she falls into a gloom pit. Takes her OUT man. She's stuck down there long enough that gloom probably sinks in and she gets super sick because of it

Eventually she finds this weird temple place right? And there's these parts right? Surely you see where I'm going with this

And so she builds this giant robot okay? In her tord Era (omg eddsworld is so old now that I think about it), and meets this...thing okay?

And the thing is like 🤨 u aren't swordsman link and aaliyah is like 🤨 yeah what of it?

And mineru is all ...u did all this? And aaliyah is like yeah suck it bitch. And then mineru is like "aight you cool then. Lemme show you this cool room. It'll give you a cool necklace AND a headpiece. And outfit ig"

So aaliyah gets that green neck piece and hairpiece I've drawn her with once. She doesn't care for the hairpiece but she'll wear it for special occasions.

The link appears FINALLY >:( AND they have this whole Spiderman moment where they're point at each other, as if shocked to see the other)

"I thought you were dead?"

"YOU FUCKING FELL THROUGH A HOLE AND DIDNT THINK TO STAY PUT SO I COULD FIND YOU?"

It's great.

So aaliyah gets her spirit stone as the Sage of spirits and her giant rock.

Then she visits purah gets her own purah pad. She gets to keep her bombs AND stasis bc I said so. And her giant robot.

From there they go around trying to bring order back to their hyrule bc like...Zelda isnt in danger really? They know where she is and she seems fine.

They get a new house bc someone took theirs smh (they were just roommates in that first house guys lmao) and take turns with the shrines to reduce the gloom in their systems

Okay sidebar; when I was doing that aaliyah and Tia bits I wasn't lying about aaliyah being like in hyrule but she's liked in the same sense Robin hood was liked. Nobles hate her

But tulin likes her and so does teba and saki

Yunobo does not.

Sidon and yona think of her and Sage like puppies. Like they are the embodiment of that one meme that's just

Zora, with either hanging off them: GET YOUR FUCKING HYLIAN

Sidon/ Yona: they don't bite 😊

Zora: YES THEY FUCKING DO-

riju also likes them. They are the Honorary siblings of hyrule even if they claim to hate everyone.

There are few people that have gotten through

That being said, they are scary to the average stablehand

They are scarred and ragged and look like if you breath at them wrong they'll fucking gut you.

Which they might but that's not the point

Eventually they run out of reasons to not fight Ganon and have to go...do that

This one they take on together bc they are common law married bc I said so

They've spent so much time together now its only natural. Like yeah its not gay to kiss the homies goodnight but its a little gay when you guys live together cook meals together and lay on the couch talking about life together

Even historians are calling them lovers at this point

So they save Zelda! I hate how end of totk goes and I think she should've STAYED a dragon but also I need her human for the drama between her and aaliyah. Maybe she has horns and scales and she's also now a little fucked up.

Sage KEEPS HIS RAURU ARM HE DOES NOT GET HIS NORMAL ARM. thank you.

Aaliyah and Sage mostly try to live a normal life but yk...

Natura tries to demand Sage back to his knightly role but after everything that just happened he's like "not a chance"

He becomes a lovely househusband that terrifies newcomers in Tarrey town but the locals love him

He offers protection quality recipes and is willing to go Gerudo for this one ingredient Harriet needed for her stew that night

Aaliyah remains a diplomat of sorts since people trust her rather than this figurehead for focused on digging through the remains of her people for info on tech they shouldn't ever try to harness rather than ..yk.... govern.

She tends to stick close to Sage tho

Their relationship is very...codependent. I think I've said this before but these two learn to rely on each other

Its not healthy and I don't condone this type of relationship but it's so fun to write

These two are disgustingly reliant on the other. It's the type of relationship where they only do self care things for the other person to know they're okay

They are grossly jealous individuals, incredibly possessive and will have extremist reactions to people trying to flirt with what's theirs

I cannot emphasize how toxic this is for anyone. But these two make it work

Only these two who are FICTIONAL. THIS IS NOT THE TYPE OF RELATIONSHIP THAT IS HEALTHY. DO NOT LOOK FOR THIS IN A PARTNER.

These two have a history together and with their broken psyche it gets twisted.

But they're happy together and stop their other half from destroying hyrule.

And in the end that's all that matters <3

If you have any other questions regarding these two I'd be more than happy to answer them 😊😊

[msmargaretmurry]

Matthew curls/slutty collarbone-appreciating anon again - BOSTON!!! Home of another rat king! My home! (Not living there at the moment, but I miss it so, if you’ve seen Letterkenny/that one episode with the two dudes from Newfoundland getting all melancholy and homesick when Newfoundland is mentioned, that is me rn. No hard feelings re: Ratthew et al. knocking out Boston, though, I was still cheering for my slutty rat boy in the final.) I hope you and all of the other scholars are having an excellent time! Are you attending/watching any games? Don’t know if the Bruins are home or away tho, I haven’t been to the Garden in years, it’s such a fun venue. Bummed the PWHL team won't be able to play there, but I get it, schedule's packed. (Much as I love Boston, I will readily admit that the fans are… eh. Basketball is probs the best of the bunch.)

Matthew is only escalating his slut phase and I am living for it, that French girl lounging, Matthew is not beating those submissive and breedable accusations (or at least the breedable ones, he’s down for a fight first, if someone wants to wrestle him down and sink their teeth into the back of his neck and hold him there he/I will not be opposed, you know.) And you know, in a post-trade Matthew/Leon scenario, what’s a rat boy to do when he’s surrounded by men who want to fuck him up/probably also fuck him, when his former ?? hookup/fuckbuddy/fuckenemy/boyfriend/baby daddy (????) is all the way in Edmonton, not flirt with them? And of course when you’re a bitchy tank who only gets to play his… whatever Ratthew is to him, best not to think about that, twice a year, you’re not gonna not seize the opportunity/nearest storage closet to chew him up a little. It’s just not done.

I am very here for this vampire AU and neck/throat appreciation/biting. I am also generally here for Matthew the problem child and/or Matthew the generally good and together child whose one moment of rebellion is bringing home a nightmare boyfriend and/or Matthew with daddy problems or at least an adrenaline/danger kink whose constitution is incapable of not goading hot vampire into trying to bite him. And hot vampires cannot be blamed, he is flashing an irresponsible amount of collarbone as is.

hello again anon! yay boston!! absolutely one of my favorite cities. i am home now and even though i love home i am missing it already. just a lovely place to spend a lovely long weekend with lovely friends (whom i also miss already 😭😭😭). i am, i'm sorry to tell you, anti-boston sports (me being an east coaster NOT from boston, i feel like this shouldn't be a surprise), but y'all do always seem have a handful of players i love anyway, and even i must admit fenway is one of the most fun ballparks i've ever been to. the bruins sadly were not in town, but we went to the bc vs. denver game on saturday, and on sunday we schlepped out to worcester for a railers game, and both of those were very fun 💞

but onto the more important topic: our beloved rat boy. a concept related to your original ask i am currently mulling over is one where they are Totally Just Frenemies Who Occasionally Sleep Together (they used to be rivals who occasionally slept together but leon is not going to call anyone who plays in florida a "rival") which means that matthew can fuck whoever he wants. and does. and tells leon all about it while they hook up, and for some reason comes out of these hookups looking like leon tried to eat him alive. perhaps he will need to invest in a tshirt that he hasn't mutilated so that he can talk to the media in the days afterward without showing off all the teeth-shaped bruises he seems to have acquired. surely this all means nothing. 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

i have a couple of other asks about the vampire leon extended universe so i am going to save my thoughts about THAT for answering those so i can stick them all in their own tag 😅 thank yoooouuuu for the ask though!! 💖

[goatpaste]

Since you brought this up w the poll I'm kinda curious now: what are some of the stand inspo songs you think are the best? Either by sound or thematics ig?

hm! thats hard because tbh i didnt know MOST of the songs/music reference in jojos when i got into it lol

but uh! based on music i just enjoy

Spice girls is great and i love the stand itself, BEACH BOYYY love the beach boys and i actually really love the stand its so cute i love how it looks, Talking Heads is very fun and the stand is soo funny it looks like a calimari was granted sentience,,,, OH Goo Goo Dolls i like a good lot of their music and the stand is like a purple cabbage roadkill homonculus to me and i love it, of COURSE i love Tusk i love all Fleetwood Mac music and its just a gREAT stand its such a lil chewed up peice of gum and i ADORE act stands soo much there should be more, im always a fan of a prince song ofc, AH California king bed is a good song i like it and its phreakin thangy, and oH BORN THIS WAY LIKE FUCK YEAH KEI LGBT ICON FOR THAT,,, uhh i think thats allt he stand i can recall rn that have music refs i like

(not a stand but Danny being named after Danny's song uGH one of my favs)

but for themetic and whatever

i LOVE Born this Way becaus e its SO FUCKING FUNNY, i remember discuss with daisy if whatever music the stand was based on actually made sense, because i argued like at least 90% of them made sense for their music referance while Daisy disagreed

and when we got to the born this way she was like 'its cool but why is it a motorcycle??' and i got to share my favirote fucking lady gagita album cover <3

SO FUNNY SHE IS A MOTORCYCLE

[a-real-magical-girl]

vaguely mulling over what makes sugary, cutesy femininity so appealing to me...

As you can see by my URL, I love magical girls. I love the themes and the whole power of friendship spiel, but honestly more than anything else I love the outfits.

However, 15 years ago, I liked this stuff in secret; I wouldn't be caught dead in anything pink or frilly, despite my abiding love for those things. Go back even further to my early childhood and anything remotely girly that I wore *had* to be paired with something more masculine. I was known for wearing a tutu over my overalls, to be specific.

I think I did this specifically because presentation and gender were so, so united in my childhood. Even as a pre-schooler, I knew that if I wore the tutu alone, I would be treated very differently than if I wore them with the overalls, or the overalls alone.

As an adult, how people interpret my gender is, frankly, not my problem. And people who try to make it my problem will find themselves chewed out, hard.

But I'm not sure that's the only reason I feel comfortable dressing so, so femininely. Because I'm not just dressing like many women dress (not a "not like other girls dig"). Pretty much the only feminine* clothing I like is EGL fashion. It has to be over the top, from a normie perspective. If I'm not wearing a petticoat and lace and a cute headdress, what's the point?

That's my current question to myself: why do I only like feminine clothes if they're as cute as possible, according to my personal version of cute?

I have no complete answer to this rn, other than, "I like feeling cute."

*clothing has no gender, it is clothing. EGL is for everyone

[stylesloveclub]

ok first this i funny bc i think the last ask i js put in was not as an anon which is fine bc it's really not that deep but i signed it as my anon name (which i adore btw tysm for that) and i js think that's quite silly

ANYWHORE....

so as we all know midterms are a terrible rotten creation and the person who made them deserves to burn in hell (maybe that's a stretch but they certainly get zero brownie points from me 😠) and ofc you absolutely feel that way when you're studying for them. and YES okay, you studied bc failing bc you didn't study and failing bc you don't understand the material are two very different things. the minute you find out you're absolutely CRUSHED bc you work sooooo hard in this class and are always studying and doing what's required of you but it just doesn't make a single ounce of fucking sense in your brain. so you trek back to your place all mopey and sad and on top of that you have work tonight, and don't get it twisted you love your job (otherwise you wouldn't have met harry) but all you want to do rn is curl up in a ball and shovel loads of junk food in your fat gob and wallow in the feelings of pity and being a failure :(((((((. but you can't bc for whatever reason the government says you're legally and big girl and have to take care of yourself (fuck that) so you put on your little uniform and walk the few blocks it takes to get to Pleasing. ppl can tell you're sad and just not your regular chipper self when you come in, but they also know it's best to leave you be in these situations bc you're bound to start SOBBING if someone asks what's wrong and as much as your coworkers love and care for you they cannot afford to be down a staff member so you crying is not any option 💀💀. so you're going through your shift and it's honestly better than you thought it would be bc it's keeping your mind off your grade and how bad it is and your friends and making you laugh, but then the snob of the night just has to come in and ruin the whole mood. you already know you won't like serving him the minute he opens his mouth, all "listen honey..." and you tune out the rest of his words until he finally orders. his date looks bloody miserable, and you wish you could tell her to run for the hills, but at least she's getting a free meal from a five-star restaurant. so yada yada yada things are going relatively fine with the customer until *uh oh* his pasta got messed up. he asked for his cilantro on the side and it, unfortunately for you, came with none at all. you're on the verge of apologizing when he starts chewing you out "what the fuck is your issue? are you really that dense? i get you're just some dumb waitress but you have to have at least half a brain to work at a place like this...." he's so unbelievably rude, causing a scene and grabbing the other customers attention, making them stare as he just yells and yells and yells :(((((. eventually, one of your coworkers, jenny let's say, comes over with the cilantro and slams it on the table and "we're sorry for the inconvenience sir, please enjoy your meal" he doesn't thank them or apologize to you (though his date does which is unnecessary but appreciated) and jenny ushers you away and is all "go see harry hun, it's fine" bc she's one of your closer friends from work and knows more about your relationship with harry than the others. so you run over to his office with a short nod of thanks to her and you don't even bother knocking before you push the door open. and harry's about to scold you until he sees you're crying (which you hadn't realized until just then) and he's pushing away from his desk and rushing to you and "puppy? what's wrong, my sweet girl?" :(((( and so you run down the whole day, from your failed midterm to the shitty customer just a few minutes ago, crying and blubbering into his pristinely pressed shirt. you don't notice that he makes a short call during your rant to get the customer who yelled at you kicked out, but it doesn't matter bc it's short and his full attention is back on you in no time. "baby, m'sorry, so so sorry about your midterm and the mean customers" :(((((( and he wipes your tears away until your cries have settled down to soft hiccups and "c'mon puppy, we're ending the night early"

AND THIS IS TOO LONG HOLD ON

-tummy r*ding anon 😵‍💫

1/3 🥸

[janggtoco]

songs you associate your moots with?

okie anon. u didn't know this but you asked someone who takes their music recs very seriously so letsgetit (i only picked songs from my fave albums & liked songs playlist, nothing but the best for my favorite people)

@seokgyuu: dog days are over by florence + the machine - the reason i picked this for mitchie is bcs literally the WEEK maybe even the DAY we started regularly talking, i instantly felt less lonely and felt more ready to just. rebuild my life. and she gave me much more motivation and inspiration and i was just a much happier person to be on this app ;-; she's the reason i'm back to being my somewhat normal self.. i'm forever grateful for her love ;-;

leave all your loving and longing behind / you can't carry it with you if you want to survive / the dog days are over / can you hear the horses? / cause here they come

@seokmins: st. patrick by pvris but also lay me down by sam smith - i mean. obviously i had to pick the song that inspired the first chapter of my own series white noise.. but lay me down.. it's just the perfect calming song. i can't explain it but it's so elv-coded for me.. both of these are tbh. elv helps me forget the bad in my life and i hope i give her even just a fraction of the comfort and happiness she gives me ;-;

but please stay / cause i think you're a saint and i think you're an angel / i said you give me something to talk about that's not the shit in my head / you're a miracle

&

told me not to cry when you're gone / but the feeling's too overwhelming it's much too strong / can i lay by your side? next to you / and make sure you're alright / i'll take care of you / and i don't want to be here if i can't be with you tonight

@bitchlessdino: bubblegum bitch by marina - nana just kind of own bubblegum pink in my mind right now (it's also perfect for her online theme for both of her blogs rn).. i don't think this song really embodies nana in any way other than her fierce alter ego that comes out when you wrong her or her loved ones. like she is queen electra heart what can i say!!

i'll chew you up and i'll spit you out / cause that's what young love is all about / so pull me closer and kiss me hard / i'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart

@bisexualgyu: intro/forgive me by chloe x halle but also mundo by iv of spades - listen. rhys has chloe x halle energy. don't fight me on this. like this whole album is lowkey her-coded deservedly so. and mundo is a little obvious (at least for her). she knows why <3

so forgive me, forgive me / i've been going too hard in your city / so forgive me cause i'm not teary / best believe i move onto better things

&

limutin na ang mundo / nang magkasama tayo / sunod sa bawat galaw / hindi na maliligaw / mundo'y magiging ikaw

@97-liners: daddy lessons by beyoncé - picked this one just bcs it tells the trials and tribulations of growing up with a tough parent and ultimately loving them through all their flaws while also realizing the trauma they put you through. not to get deep but yeah skdjfs sorry to give you a country song jackie but at least it's beyonce 😭

tough girl is what i had to be / he said, "take care of your mother / watch out for your sister" / and oh, that's when he gave to me / with his gun, with his head held high / he told me not to cry / oh, my daddy said shoot

@gguksgalaxy: bitch, don't kill my vibe by kendrick lamar - just ready to be straight chillin'. tired of the drama. here for a good time with people who also won't cause too much drama. also just a straight up club banger lol.

i am a sinner / who's probably gonna sin again / lord forgive me / things i don't understand / sometimes i need to be alone / bitch don't kill my vibe / i can feel your energy from two planets away / i got my drink i got my music i would share it but today i'm yelling / bitch don't kill my vibe

@taeiltual: nights w u by tiffany day - just such a lovely feel good person that i love talking to and always brightens my day! this song is just bouncy and lovely just like bex in my mind <3 sdkfjs

but we don't got to talk about it / i just want to dance around / all night with you, you, you, you / cause i don't wanna feel the pressure / know that I'll be better when all my nights / are with you, you, you, you

[subskz]

I'm gonna consume seo changbin that HARLOT WHORE SLUT TEMPTRESS MF PROSTITUTE

I'm calling his dick a clit and IDC. when I peg him I press down on his lower abdomen and tell him I can feel his uterus his fucking womb wants my fucking dick I'm gonna csll him my cute baby girl and suck on his boobs and ask him if he thinks they'll grow if I suck on them long enough while he hides his face in his hands I'm gonna fucking make him wear "girl" clothes and do little twirls for me in those cute skirts and I'm ripping apart the tights so I can reach his mf VAGINA. aka his ass. I AM HNNNGNGNGNGNGNGNFBQKENDWWNFKWFLWEM

CHEWING METAL RN

in love w the changbin-induced fit of madness here…only someone who feels incredibly normal chill and unbothered abt him could comes up w smth so delicious right? 🥰

feminization w binnie hits so hard every single time the part abt sucking on his chest esp is gonna make me spiral 😵‍💫 not to sound deranged but…teasing him that you’re gonna breed him so that his tits will grow full of milk…pressing down on his stomach and asking if he wants you to fill his womb w cum…poor binnie would literally be mortified burying his face in his palms and wailing in embarrassment but he’s never been more turned on in his life

[rig-a-rendal]

guys im lowkey fucking freaking out rn i justsaw this SUPER fucked up true crime video about this girl who was in this sorority right back in the 1950s when everything was in black and white? and there were these three sorority sisters who looked freaky asf they wore like white lipstick and they had these big beehive hairdos??? they were like chewing gum and smoking fucking. Cigarettes. and they wore real tight skirts with the slit up the side and party pumps and real tight blouses and pointy bras and like. stuff would stick to them anyway that’s not important their names were donna sandra and laurie REAL TOUGH.

and they’d STAND THERE and SOME GUY would walk by and they’d go. holy shit guys it’s dso fucked up they’d be all like HEY BOB WHY DON’T YOU COME ON OVER LATER AND SEE US HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAH and they were really tough and really awful and then this theme music would play that was like DUN! DA DUN! DUN! DA DUN! and also in the sorority there was this weird girl irma munsen? she had like. big glasses real stringy hair really awful she carried her books like this ->. but she was also really smart! she could see around corners and stuff!!! she just had short hair and like. glasses and like pimples and she smelled like food and stuff and she was like. really weird and she had cooties 😔. also fun fact she wore her nylons backwards? which props to her cause that’s Really hard to do lmao.

anyway every time she appeared in the video you’d hear HER theme music you’d hear this:

DUN DUN. haaah chk chk. HEE HOO HA UH. DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN DUN CAW! caw CAW caw WHEE HOO HA OO! so you knew there was something Not Quite Right with irma.

so everytime the girls would see irma they’d like Tease Her and Taunt Her and Push Her and Tie her to Trees and Give Her Ex-Lax™ - REAL mean to her! and poor irma would walk by and the girls would go LOOK AT YOUR CLOTHES IRMA YOU CANT EVEN GET A GUY!!!!!!! DUN! DA DUN DUN! DA DUN! and irma would say “leave me alone ive done nothing to you DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN DUN CAW!”

and Every Day All The Time No Matter What. irma’d walk by and the girls would go “irma irma irma stupid ugly irma DUN! DA DUN! DUN! DA DUN HAHAHAHAAHHA!”. 

(hee hoo ha uh irma’s gonna go nuts)

so one day. irma’s walking along and it’s raining guys like it’s POURING and all you can hear are her shoes in the mud going SQULORCH SPLURCH SQUOLCH SQUELCH SHLORK dun dun. dun dun dun dun WHEE HOO HA UH and it’s pouring rain but the rain is stopping right here because it doesn’t want to touch her either 😭. and she’s walking and the girls are in the sorority house and theyve got the music up real loud and they’ve got guys over they’re smoking and drinking and waiting for her to come home and hear DUN! DA DUN! DUN! DA DUN! “””wElCoMe HoMe IrMa”””

whee hoo ha uh whee hoo ha uh DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN DUN CAW. CAW CAW CAW wHEE HOO HA UH HERE COMES IRMA and the girls are dancing dun! da dun! and her glasses are cracked on one side so you KNOW she’s gonna go nuts real soon. and the three girls tell her to DANCE IRMA DANCE FOR US HAHAHAHA and she runs in her room and she gets a letter opener off of her desk! and she goes to the boys in the girls’ room! and the girls are dancing DUN! DA DUN!!! and irma’s walking DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN DUN CAW. CAW CAW CAW WHEE HOO HA UH (b/c that’s how you walk when you’re gonna kill somebody) WHEE HOO HA UH and the GIRLS SEE HER AND THEY’RE LIKE OH MY GOD AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and she kills em all

[sarah-sandwich-writes]

Woolen Hollow sounds so intriguing and draws me in!! Tell me about it!!

Okay so Woolen Hollow is my fantasy novel that I got 10k into and then realized it was boring so I set aside the draft and started over but this time in 1st person POV (which I've never written in before) to give it a more engaging voice and I started with them already on the road rather than dinking around at home and I like it sooooo much better now. Unfortunately I've only written just over 1k because other things have the priority rn

But there is magic! The kind you control and the kind that controls you. And there is love! The kind between siblings (for better or for worse), between two boys lost in the woods and the world, and between a girl and her sheep. And there is a conniving lying cheat of a fiance who thinks she's hot shit but is ultimately going to be taken down by a closeted shut-in who will carry the guilt of scrambling her noodle for the rest of his life. There will be choices and consequences and lots of bickering and banter because I'm still me.

Anyway, meet Midge and Jax!

*

“Sweet soil, Midge. Keep it down or they’ll think we raised you with the sheep.”

I don’t pause my cursing for a second as Jax squats in front of me where I’m sat, filthy and tear-stained, at the base of the tree that did me wrong. He reaches for my arm but a hard boot to his knee knocks him on his ass and gives me precious seconds to come to terms with the hot, sharp pain radiating from my forearm.

Jax shakes his hair out of his eyes and glares. “The longer you drag this out, the further behind we’re going to fall and you know none of them will wait for us.”

“You’re not even supposed to be here,” I spit. I draw my arm against my chest and press back into the tree as he gets to his knees. “This is my thing. You should be at home in your closet.”

“Did I hallucinate your last ten birthdays? You sound like a child.” He reaches for me again. “Hold still. I need to see how bad it is.”

With grit teeth, I hold very still.

Jax sighs. “You are the most obstinate— Let me see it.”

With great reluctance, I uncurl from around my arm and hold it aloft for him to see. It looks fine. Normal. There’s some blood on my sleeve but that’s from earlier when I had to chase Sarsaparilla out of the bramble. I’ll be up for hours tonight combing the stickers from her wool while she’s too drowsy to put her usual fight.

With deft fingers, Jax unties the leather cord that keeps my sleeve flush against my skin, both for insulation and to keep from leaving tattered bits of cloth all through the forest, and rolls back my sleeve.

I suck in a sharp breath and look away. Blood I can handle. Feces, fine. Snot, sweat, sheep urine, and other various oozes and slimes—bring it on.

But bodies bending where they should not? Lumps that speak of damage unseen under the surface, broken with no clear simple treatment? It makes my skin crawl.

Jax clicks his tongue. “You got yourself good, smidgling.”

“Take your dirt nap, jaxass.”

He ignores me. “I have some [APOTHECARY STUFF] in my pack. It’ll help with the pain and swelling. If you take [MORE APOTHECARY STUFF] and let me splint it, it should be usable by next week.”

“That’s forever. There’s so much I have to—,”

“I can’t work miracles,” he snaps. “I’m telling you what I can do.”

He juts to his feet and towers over me, but not in an intimidating way. More like a stick bug—all bones with no meat—or a single reed in a field of clover, doomed to be slapped around in the wind without the protection of a bed. If he didn’t hole himself up with his cauldron day in and day out, he’d be as broad as Ham. Instead, he’s thin, whippy, and about as threatening as a cooked noodle.

I stagger to my feet and don’t bother trying to swat away the dirt that clings to my pants. Sudden movement makes a shooting pain fly up my arm, through my shoulder, and into my teeth. You only chew tin foil once before you learn to not fucking do that.

“Let’s catch up to the group. Maybe Ham can grow me a new arm. I bet it’ll only take a minute.”

Jax makes a sour face and turns on his heel. His long-legged stride takes no consideration for my short quick steps. “If we’re lucky he’ll grow you a new head while he’s at it.”

The rock I kick ricochets off his ankle and disappears into the forest but he doesn’t give me the satisfaction of looking back.

Brothers.