#or if he only feels comfortable after he develops a strong emotional bond

[thranduel]

some thoughts about astarion because i'm tired of the internet reducing him to one thing

when bg3 came out in early access, astarion was always seen as the extremely flirty, confident guy who enjoyed sex (or so we thought) and spoke about it like it was his favourite thing. he was also kinda marketed as the “sexy vampire”, so you can understand why many people saw him that way based on the little amount of content we had. even while playing act 1 and act 2, many players still might think of him like that because he does have a very charismatic personality and he asks to sleep with you very early on, so it just automatically makes you think he’s genuinely happy doing that and being totally serious.

BUT!!!!!!! we end up finding out later on that’s NOT the case and it was all part of a plan to seduce us in order for him to gain protection. he opens up about his past and his trauma and how he was forced to use his body to lure people back to cazador. he struggles with intimacy and relationships in general because of this. that’s why i really hope that people stop reducing him to “hot sexy vampire that loves flirting and having sex with everyone” when that is not who he is, he’s literally traumatised because of sex due to being forced into it and he’s slowly trying to heal. he’s also so much more than just “the hot vampire”, ya know? if you actually put in the effort to get to know him, you will see who he truly is underneath and he has many loveable traits to appreciate.

you may not see the “soft” side of him very often because he hides it, but it’s there!! one thing i noticed that really stood out to me was that when i gave food to an orphan in act 3 and he approved. back when you first met him, he probably would’ve done the opposite or had no reaction at all. i also saw a clip of someone trying to romance karlach and astarion and he literally told tav to choose karlach over him because he can see that karlach loves her. he said normally an arrangement would work for him but after everything karlach has been through, he doesn’t want to get in the way or see her hurt. letting tav go is also hard for him as well but he still thought about someone else. he could’ve whined or been possessive or jealous but he didn’t do that at all. where are all those people who reduce astarion to “the guy that flirts and sleeps with everyone” now? seriously. that’s not what he does, and when he was forced into it by cazador, he was trying to survive, he didn’t do it for his own pleasure. it’s not a “hot” personality trait of his, it’s literally trauma. and because he did it so much, he got used to it, and that resulted in him disassociating and feeling empty.

apparently if you ask him to join you and sleep with the drows at the brothel (something i will never make him do in my playthroughs), he only says yes because he struggles to say no. but he disassociates. and if you’re in a high approval relationship with him and he loves you, he will feel safe enough to express his feelings and say he’s not comfortable. this happens before you fight cazador. i’m not sure if he gives the same response after, but either way, if he joins in, he will always disassociate and it’s not something he wants to do despite what he may say.

that being said, it’s obviously still okay to appreciate his beauty and attractiveness, because he is very beautiful. he appreciates it and even likes being called beautiful. calling him “hot” and “sexy” isn’t a bad thing either, we know he can be and i'm sure he knows it too! it’s just annoying when people act like that’s ALL he is and they don’t even mention anything else about his character. the love scenes are beautifully done too (i personally prefer the second one after you’ve stopped him from doing the ritual, because that’s the one where he decided he truly wanted it and felt safe and comfortable because he genuinely loves you), and i actually would’ve been fine if they didn’t have any scenes like that at all because it’s totally understandable and valid if he didn’t feel comfortable, but i just hope that people don’t take things too far and over-sexualise him just because of how he appeared to be in the first half of the game and the way he’s often marketed on social media. and yes i know he’s fictional and nothing on the internet is going to hurt his feelings!!!! it’s more about the fact that he canonically has sexual trauma and many people still say really disturbing stuff even AFTER they find out about that, and it just makes me uncomfortable to think that people are okay with treating someone like a sexual object especially when they've said they're traumatised and it makes them uncomfortable. idk if this makes sense 😭

but yeah he doesn't want to flirt and sleep with everyone as i've seen people claim. and if in an alternate universe he did, and he did it on his OWN terms, and the other people he had relationships with enjoyed it too, then good for them! absolutely nothing wrong with that if there's consent, respect and honesty. however, that's not the case with what happened with astarion, because 1. he was forced into using his body WHEN HE DID NOT WANT TO and 2. he misled people and lured them to a miserable fate. it's so horrible and devastating for everyone involved. sex was never something fun for him, and it certainly isn't a "personality trait" of his. it was a survival tactic. he was forced to. he didn’t want to.

obviously when he becomes more comfortable, then it's totally understandable to get excited when he flirts and shows physical affection. he can be so charming, funny, sweet and romantic and i love that. it’s so beautiful to see him heal, genuinely find comfort in someone for the first time and experience intimacy that he feels ready and comfortable for. he deserves to love and be loved on his own terms instead of being forced. but again, he is so much more than the guy we were introduced to at the beginning. the internet just sees one thing and sticks with it but i really hope people start to actually appreciate him for who he is and the complexity of his character.

aaaaand i just had to leave this here <3

[nervoussagittarius]

20191009 I Like Her

matt sturniolo x reader

summary: y/n shows matt a song that explains the way he's been feeling

warnings: none just fluff

"matt, have you ever listened to mac demarco? " you ask as you lay on his bed. there's been a comfortable silence between the two of you as you search for new music and matt sits at his desk playing around with his computer settings.

somehow you had come across one of your old playlists that focused primarily on the album "2" by mac demarco.

while he was one of your favorite artists growing up, you never got the chance to listen to his newer music. matt looked at you for a second and held up a finger signaling that he'd answer you shortly, after he finished changing his desktop files around.

matt was trying to play it cool. he had been having these weird feelings towards you for the past couple days. he didn't know how they developed or what they meant. what he did know is that he didn't want to come off strong or seem overly interested in you even though his mind was screaming at him to say how he's been feeling.

truth be told, he didn't really know how he felt. he had only known you for a couple of months and you started coming around the house more because you were close with nick. though, as time went on you formed a bond with matt that was comfortable and safe. matt was always able to tell when he started liking a girl, but it was harder to find the words to explain how he felt about you.

matt felt the need to keep any relationship between you two strictly platonic. you were nick's friend first, and while he didn't think nick would care he didn't want to lose the trust that he had built with his brother. he vowed to himself that nothing romantic could happen between you two, but as days went on that thought flew further to the back of his head.

"mac demarco," matt asks, he looked at you again. "is he the one who sings salad days'"

"yeah and he has a lot of other good music, but i just found his newest album and there's one hundred and ninety nine songs on it"

you pressed shuffle on the album. it was intriguing that a majority of the songs just had numbers for titles,and no vocals to them, just melodys.

"this song is '20200821 cowboy shit' its different" you said as you both laughed listening to the lyrics.

"it's definitely something" matt replied still not taking his eyes off of you. he admired the way your eyes sparkled as you flicked through the songs. he noticed how your lips turned up in a twinge of a smile when you heard a lyric you liked. he loved moments with you like this. he could sit here with you forever.

"y/n" matt said as the next song started playing. he was nervous to ask the next question. he wanted to know if you could put a name to the emotions he was feeling. you had always been better with this kind of stuff. you knew how to communicate how you felt, and you were always an open book with him. "do you think it's possible for us to like each other as more than friends? i don't really know how to explain it but i've been having these thoughts recently and i cant tell if they're just plationic"

you stared at him in shock of what he was saying. you've had feelings for matt for a few weeks now, but you didn't want to make things weird by saying something.

the words to '20191009 i like her' played in the background as you two just looked at each other. you kept replaying matts question in your head to think of the best way to answer, while matt was focused intently on the lyrics to the song to try to distract himself from the tension that had begun to rise in his room.

i'd give the world to her

as long as my heart's still beating

as long as she's next to me

as long as this love still fleeting

because i like her

matt thought you looked beautiful even though it felt like he could see the wheels turning in your head as you tried to answer his question.

listening to the lyrics, he felt this thought clear, and he knew in this moment that he couldn't say his feeling were just friendly anymore. sensing this, you made your way over to him. he looked at you warily, almost expecting you to yell at him and tell him that that he was crazy.

there was another beat of silence. "i like you y/n, a lot. i would do anything for you. will you please give me a chance?"

without second thought, you cupped his face in your hands and kissed the boy that you had quickly come to like.

could it be make believe?

am i just walking through a dream?

haven't felt this way in

such a long time, i do believe

that i like her

an: i've never written anything like this before so please tell me if you liked it or if you think i should change something. i'm always open to receiving feedback. i really appreciate you guys being here and if i could give each of you a forehead kiss i would

[jackles010378]

It's In His Kiss 😘

(Dean Winchester X you)

After hunting a witch, she puts a spell on you to hurt Dean knowing you have feelings for him.

Y/n had been hunting with Sam and Dean Winchester for over two years now. They were like family, united by their common purpose of saving innocent lives from supernatural threats. As the trio faced one dangerous creature after another, they had developed a deep bond of trust and camaraderie.

On a moonlit night, after successfully hunting down a powerful witch, Y/n felt a strange and unsettling sensation. It was as if an invisible force was trying to pry her away from the team, targeting Dean specifically. Unbeknownst to her, the witch had placed a spell on Y/n, hoping to sever her connection with Dean and weaken their hunting prowess.

Days passed, and Y/n couldn't shake off the strange feelings that clouded her mind. She became distant, avoiding interactions with Dean, fearing that whatever was happening to her might harm him in some way. Sam noticed this change in Y/n's behavior and grew increasingly worried. He knew that something was amiss.

One evening, as Y/n sat alone in a dimly lit motel room, Sam decided to confront her. He knocked gently on the door, his concern evident in his voice. Y/n opened the door, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and sadness.

"Y/n, something is happening to you," Sam said, his voice steady but filled with compassion. "I think there's a spell on you, a spell meant to drive you away from Dean."

Y/n stared at Sam, tears welling in her eyes. "I... I feel it too, Sam. I don't want to hurt Dean. But I don't know how to fight this. I think I'm gonna have to leave, I don't want to hurt either of you" tears now falling freely down her face.

Sam placed a comforting hand on Y/n's shoulder. "We'll figure it out. You have to trust me. We're a team, and we'll always find a way to help each other, give me a chance to find a cure and if I don't, you can leave if you want to. But you gotta tell Dean." Y/n nodded to Sam and told him if he hadn't found anything by the end of the week, she was going to leave to keep Dean and him safe.

Determined to break the spell, Sam started researching. He delved deep into ancient texts and consulted fellow hunters for any knowledge or solution that could save Y/n from the clutches of the spell. The days turned into nights as Sam tirelessly searched for a solution.

Finally, after a couple of days of research, Sam stumbled upon a powerful counter-spell that could potentially break the malicious enchantment. However, it required an act of true love. It was a simple yet complex solution - Dean had to kiss y/n with genuine affection, proving that their bond was unbreakable.

Sam hesitated to reveal the details to Dean. It was a difficult task, asking his brother to kiss y/n and confess his true feelings, but it was their only hope. He gathered the courage and sat Dean down, explaining the severity of the situation.

Dean listened intently, his expression a mixture of shock and concern. "So, let me get this straight. I have to kiss y/n, and the spell will be broken? And this is why she's been avoiding me and running off every time I get close to her?"

Sam nodded. "Yes, Dean. It's the only way to break the spell's hold on her." Dean stood up pacing around the library for a few seconds "why the hell don't she come talk to me, I would've understood. Instead I thought I'd annoyed her" Sam grabbed Dean by his shoulders "she didn't want to come near you just in case the spell kicked in and she hurt you. She cares for you Dean, I could see it in her eyes, I think she might actually love you too".

Dean's chest tightened as he realized the weight of the situation. Over the years, he had developed strong feelings for y/n but had never dared to voice them, fearing that it might complicate their dynamic as a hunter trio. Yet, now he had to confront those emotions, risking everything to save her.

With a determined look on his face, Dean headed towards y/n's room. He knocked softly, hoping she would understand the severity of the situation. She opened the door, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and fear.

"Dean, what are you doing here?" She asked half hiding behind the door as if it would stop her from doing anything to harm Dean, her voice barely above a whisper.

Dean pushed the door open carefully, so he wouldn't hurt her. He could feel the resistance she had leaning on the door, so he knew that she didn't really want to hurt him. He knew she would never want to hurt him unless she was being controlled. Dean felt his heart race as he approached her, taking her delicate hands in his, she tried to pull them away but he had a tight grip on her. "Y/n, I need you to know something. I care about you, more than I can put into words. And now, I have to prove it." y/n's eyes grew wide as Dean's face grew closer to hers, realising what he was going to do.

Y/ns teary eyes met Dean's gaze, and in that moment, she understood his unwavering commitment and true love shining through. She nodded, giving him permission to break the spell that had been tearing them apart.

As Dean pressed his lips against y/ns, a surge of energy coursed through their bodies. The spell shattered like glass, falling away, leaving them free from its cruel grasp. Time seemed to pause as they tasted each other's love and affection, a moment of undeniable connection.

When they finally broke apart, Y/n looked at Dean, her eyes filled with newfound hope and certainty. "I've always felt something between us, Dean. And now, I know it's real."

Dean smiled, his heart filled with joy. "Y/n, you're my family. And I'll do anything to keep you safe, always."

From that day forward, their bond grew stronger, fortified by the love they had always shared. With Sam by their side, they faced even greater challenges, but they faced them as a united front. Their love and the power of their friendship became an unbreakable force, protecting them from the darkness that lurked in the shadows. And together, they continued their journey, as hunters, as family, and as two souls forever entwined.

TAGLIST: @k-slla @cevansbaby-dove @kaleldobrev @janineb86 @deans-daydream @alternativeprincess94 @nescavaneck @wirdbeimaufhebengebunden

[novamariestark]

Negan comforts reader with pretty bad daddy issues from past abuse when she gets overwhelmed with memories from her younger life

Prompt list 2 #42 ?

I Got You Darlin'

Warnings: mentions of physical, emotional and almost s**ual abuse (if these upset you don't read), panic attack, death (short not descriptive), age gap

Word count: 2334

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Pairing: Negan x reader

How did you end up there?

A deal. That’s how. A selfless sacrifice that was supposed to be your death. But no. Negan decided to keep you at the sanctuary instead.

You hated the man. You had watched him smash the hell out of your friend’s skull and just laugh it off. He went for another but there was no way you were going to let him die.

Glenn. The one who’s been your friend for as long as you remember. Even before the apocalypse. He knew about your “situation” and he did everything in his power to get you away from it. Offering you a place to crash when it got really bad, cleaning your cuts and even giving you his hard-earned money so you could eat.

The man was your savior. Your big brother.

So when he was sat at the other end of Negan’s bat, you didn’t even hesitate.

“No, pick me,”

Now what you thought would happen, didn’t. You expected the same fate as Abraham but no.

At first, you saw him as just another dangerous obstacle in this apocalyptic world. But the more you spent around him, the more you found yourself drawn to him. His charisma, his confidence, and his dark sense of humor were alluring, and you couldn't deny it. As your “friendship” or whatever it was developed into something more, Negan made it clear that he was attracted to you. But you were torn. You had developed a strong bond with Rick, the leader of your group, and he had become like a father to you. You couldn't betray his trust by getting involved with Negan, especially since he was the enemy.

But it wasn't just about loyalty to Rick. You knew that being with Negan would mean becoming one of his 'wives', forced to live in his twisted harem at the Sanctuary. You didn't want to be just another nameless face in his collection, used for his pleasure and discarded when he grew tired of you.

Little did you know that Negan would trade all of them for you. If you gave him a chance, it would be you and only you. Of course you didn’t believe him. Why would he trade much prettier women for you?

It had been a few weeks since you had arrived at The Sanctuary. To say that it was brutal here would be an understatement. Negan ruled with an iron fist, punishing anyone who dared to defy him. But strangely enough, he wasn't the worst thing about being here.

You had escaped your abusive father when you were 16 and thought you had left that part of your life behind, well you thought you had left your entire life behind. But then one day, after a few weeks at The Sanctuary, you heard a voice you hoped never to hear ever again. It was your father's voice, sneering and taunting. The exact soundtrack of your childhood.

He walked away. You instantly found that suspicious. And you were right. Later that night, you were abruptly woken up from your deep slumber by the sound of your bedroom door being flung open. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, a large, burly man grabbed your arms and dragged you out of bed.

“Hey, what's going on?” you yelled, trying to fight against his hold. “Shut up and come with me,” the man grunted, dragging you out of your room and down the hallway. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as fear and confusion set in. Where was he taking you? What had you done wrong?

You made your way through the dark, winding corridors of the Sanctuary until you reached a heavy metal door. The man shoved you inside and you stumbled, falling to the ground. As you lifted your head, you realized you were in a jail cell. Panic and disbelief flooded through you.

But as you sat on the cold floor, you couldn't shake off the feeling that something was very wrong. Why would Negan want you locked up? Was it because you turned down his offer? An offer that you would have otherwise accepted had he not murdered one of your friends in front of you and maybe if he didn’t have a different woman for every day of the week. Before you could dwell on your thoughts any further, the door to your cell creaked open, and in walked none other than your father. He sauntered over to where you were sitting and leaned against the metal bars.

“Let's see why Negan likes you so much,” he snarled, unbuckling his belt. Panic rose in your chest as you realized what he was about to do. You pleaded and begged for him to stop, but he just laughed and continued to unbuckle his belt.

He roughly pulled you towards him, his breath hot and reeking of alcohol. You could feel his hands running over your body, tearing at your clothes. You screamed and struggled, but your small frame was no match for his brute strength. “Stop fighting. It'll only make it worse,” he growled, a sadistic smile spreading across his face. He pulled off his belt, holding it in one hand as he grabbed you with the other. But before he could touch you again, the door burst open and Negan himself stormed in, Lucille in hand. “What the hell is going on here?!” he bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls. Your father froze, his eyes widening in fear. He dropped the belt and took a step back. “I was just, uh, teaching my kid a lesson,” he stammered, trying to regain control of the situation. Negan's eyes flickered to your tear-stained ones, and you could see the fury in them. “Is that so?” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Let me teach you a lesson, then.”

And with one swift swing, your father was dead. You dropped to the floor, numb with shock, as Negan dropped the bat and turned to face you.

“Let's get you cleaned up, sweetheart,” he said, gently helping you to your feet. But your legs gave way and you burst out in tears.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace. You didn't resist, instead clutching onto him for dear life as you let out all your pent-up emotions. “He's gone now. It's okay,” Negan said, his voice surprisingly soft and comforting. He stroked your hair, trying to console you as best as he could. In that moment, Negan wasn't the notorious leader of the Saviors - he was just a man, offering comfort to someone who needed it.

But as your tears finally began to subside, you felt a sudden surge of emotions rushing through you. Without a second thought, you leaned in to kiss him, believing that this was what he wanted from you. But to your surprise, he pulled away, leaving you feeling confused and rejected. “Not when you're in this state, sweetheart,” he said, his voice now back to its usual rough tone.

Without another word, he led you back to your room, picking Lucille up along the way. Before long, you found yourself sitting on the edge of you bed. Negan disappears for a moment and comes back with a damp cloth. He ran the cloth gently over your scraped knees and dirt-caked hands, the cool water soothing against your skin.

“Come on, get back to bed, Darlin',”

You climbed into the sheets. You expected to hear the door open and shut again but when you didn’t you cast a confused glance around the room to find Negan taking a seat beside you.

“Aren’t you going to bed?” you asked, unsure of what his intentions were.

“I’m staying right here, making sure no one else harms you,” Negan replied, his intense gaze fixed on you, he leans forward, “And tomorrow, you will tell me who else was in on this, ‘cause I know he didn’t do it alone,”

As the night went on, you drifted off to sleep knowing that you were safe under Negan's watchful eye. And you went on to have the best sleep you’ve had in almost a decade.

The next morning, you woke up to find Negan still by your side, his head resting on his hand as he slept. You couldn't help but smile at the sight.

You turned over to watch him more closely, taking in all of his features. Negan was a tough and sometimes cruel man, but he had a softer side that he revealed only to you. His face had a few scars, but they only added to his rugged charm. His black hair was tousled from sleep and his stubble was growing in. You reached out to trace a finger along the lines of his jaw, admiring the way the sunlight hit his face. Negan stirred slightly, his hazel eyes opening to meet yours.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, his voice husky from sleep. He forward to move the hair out of your eyes, “How you feelin’?”

“You’re stayed here all night?”

“I told you I would,” he replied, his fingers tracing the curve of your jawline.

You couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach at his touch. You had never been one for romantic gestures, but there was something about Negan that made you feel safe. Something you had never felt, before or after the apocalypse. And you craved it. You craved him.

“Thank you, Negan,” you said, turning to kiss his palm.

“Now, who was it?” Negan asked, his blue eyes burning into yours. “Who helped your father last night, Darlin'? Who else touched you?”

“N-no one else,” you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. “Don't lie to me, sweetheart. I'll know if you're lying.” Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as the memories of your father's abuse flooded back to you 'It was... a man,' you finally admitted, your voice shaking. Negan's expression hardened. “Who was he?” You hesitated, knowing that your answer could have consequences, “I don't know his name. He was just some guy who my father probably tricked into taking me there,” you explained, feeling the weight of guilt and shame on your shoulders. Negan's jaw tightened, and he let out a low growl. “I'll make him pay,” he said, his voice filled with rage.

You shook your head, “No, if he had no idea that you didn’t make that order he shouldn’t be punished for it,”

“He touched you!” he growled, picking up Lucille and heading towards the door.

But you grabbed his arm, “No, please. It's over now. I'm safe here with you,” you said, looking up at him through your lashes, giving him the prettiest doe eyes, he’d ever seen. Negan's features softened as he looked down at you. “Don't you worry, sweetheart. No one will ever hurt you again,” he promised, placing a gentle hand on your cheek.

Without warning, he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. It was like a firework had gone off in your chest, his touch igniting a passion within you that you had never known before. His lips were soft yet forceful, demanding and yet gentle. It was a kiss like you had never experienced before, and you couldn't help but melt into it, your hands instinctively reaching up to wrap around his neck as you deepened the kiss.

“Lay with me?” Your quiet voice asked, as you held out your hand towards Negan. He looked at you with surprise, not expecting such a request from you. But without hesitation, he took your hand and led you to your bed. “Of course, Darlin',” he said, a hint of gentleness in his rough voice. It had been so long since Negan had been in bed with a woman, but not for the usual reasons. He had spent so much time using women for his own pleasure, but with you, it was different. He wanted to protect you, to make sure you were safe. He wanted to love you.

As you lay down next to him in bed, Negan wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. You could feel his heartbeat, strong and steady, and it brought a sense of comfort to you. You closed your eyes, enjoying the warmth of his embrace.

You fell asleep again and when you woke up, he was gone. Not surprising. He is the leader after all. Your hand moves to your lips, tracing the smile that forms as you remember the feeling of Negan’s lips. But that smile quickly fades as your mind batters you with the events that led up to it.

You fall back on the edge of your bed, a darkness seeming to swallow the room. Your mind begins to play tricks on you as shadows flicker on the walls, triggering a panic that’s no longer in your control.

Your breaths quicken, chest tightening as if an invisible weight is pressing down on you. The night before, a haunting echo, flashes vividly past your eyes. It opens the floodgates, and everything your father ever did to you came crashing through.

You clutch your chest, nails biting into skin, desperate for any kind of release from the weight on your chest. But the rush of emotions, the echoes of fear, they're relentless.

At some point, you had slipped off the edge of your bed. Now you were curled up into a ball on the floor, your knees clutched to your chest as you try to block out the memories.

The memories were so loud, you didn’t hear him come in, so you jumped when a figure sat beside you. He pulled you into his arms. You resisted at first, your body stiff and rigid, but he whispered soothing words and held you tight until you finally relaxed into his embrace. “I got you, Darlin',” he murmured against your hair, pressing kisses to your temple.

[A/N] Part 2? With smut??

Sorry this took so long. I started rewatching where Negan comes into the series and I got a little sidetracked [Too busy 😍😍 to be paying attention to what was going on 😂😭] I also rewrote this about 7 or 8 times.

[dilfsonic]

PLEASE tell me more about Sonmetadow! Anything at all- headcanons, meta, just rambling about them, anything!!

Sorry this is so late!! But I wanted to answer this for a while.

> Metal gradually develops complicated feelings the longer he’s allowed close proximity with his organic copy. As an AI he learns constantly, but given he’s only ever around Eggman his emotionally intelligence can only go so far. The more he watches, learns from, and mimics Sonic, the more his emotional intelligence grows. And the more he ‘feels’ what Sonic feels (this headcanon is derived from a mix of the OVA movie from the 90s and modern iterations).

> In my au, Metal naturally forms feelings for Shadow because SONIC has feelings for Shadow first. Metal inadvertently mimics these emotions and they develop the longer Sonic’s emotions influence him. In turn he becomes influenced by Shadow’s feelings…it’s a never ending feedback loop, feeding into one another.

> Metal may mimic their emotions to begin with, but as he becomes more advanced, he comes to grasp his own uniquely complicated feelings. He hated Sonic, but it was a hate he was programmed with. When hardwiring meets fallible emotion— which comes out on top? That’s the question. He now can no longer tell if he wants to be his organic copy or if he wants to be WITH him. Sonic has a unique ability to the touch the core of those he empathizes with, and I think if he got past Metal’s hardwiring/if that was ever compromised, Metal has the potential to be the most touched by him.

> He’s still learning, he never ‘finishes’ developing and therefore his feelings are ever evolving, the more self aware he becomes and can begin to pinpoint and predict his own feelings. Sonic is his primary guide in this, while Shadow (who is peak example of holding onto very complicated emotions) kind of learns alongside with him.

> Metal and Shadow bond a lot over things that have been brought up in canon. Shadow has a unique and interesting facet of his character in which he’s shown to consistently show a great empathy and understanding of robots and androids. Metal Sonic, Omega, Emerl, etc… Particularly with Metal, who has a similar dilemma as Omega, in which he’s a tool for the Doctor, like Shadow was. Whereas canonically Omega defected on his own, Shadow is trying to convince Metal to do it. He won’t hesitate to fight Metal, but he would prefer not to, and he’s set aside their necessary opposition to work with Metal in the past, who was even willing to take the chaos emerald from his own body to give Shadow a chance to warp back home. That’s pretty awesome.

> An interesting observation to me is that Shadow and Sonic are both often in opposition from a moral standpoint, they actually both share a goal with Metal. Both of them extend their hands in offering to him, and encourage him to make his own decisions independent of Eggman. And it’s not that Sonic and Shadow even want Metal to be a hero necessarily— even if Metal were to remain an adversary, they just want Metal to come to that decision on his own. Shadow and Sonic both have a strong sense of freedom in their own ways, and encourage others to exercise their own freedom even if it means that person continuing on their own opposing path.

> In a what-if scenario, seeing Sonic and Shadow combine their efforts to free Metal is really fascinating to me. Metal is like Shadow in the sense where it begs the question, can he really learn to love? Is he capable of that particular emotion? Can he grasp what romantic interest really means? He understands as best he can, and is still learning all the while… Yes, while Sonic and Shadow certainly hold a candle for one another by this point in the story, their ‘love’ is considerably complicated. They’re still rivals, after all. Rivals with benefits, I suppose! Except the longer they’re ‘stuck’ together (affectionate) the more they fall into a comfortable push and pull.

They become sort of inadvertently committed (though Sonic continues to see other lovers he’s kept up over the years, Knuckles and Jet), and it probably stems from the fact that Sonic is canonically one of the only (if not the only) people to touch his heart. They are both still guarded in their own ways, and would probably require many lifetimes over and over to fully learn and know the other, and it’s something they enjoy exploring.

The difference is, Shadow has endless time to learn about Metal, but only one lifetime to learn about Sonic. It’s sort of bittersweet, the way Sonic continues to live on through Metal after he’s gone in lots of little ways, but Metal is still his own unique personhood, and Shadow knows better than to think he could use him as a replacement.

Anyway, sorry for this wall of text!! I have a Lot of opinions and feelings on these guys. They’re my OT3 LOL. Please feel free to ask more questions whether it’s regarding my au or just sonmetadow as a concept in general because I have a never ending fountain of thoughts and scenarios on them.

[jadedrrose]

parent!Law Headcanons

Warnings: Not really any. Pregnancy talk, ig? But otherwise this is nothing but fluff.

•With Law being… well, Law, he was obviously uncertain and scared at first when you came to him that day, telling him of your “symptoms”. Those feelings were only amplified when he did verify that you were, in fact, pregnant.

•For the first few weeks, he was stressed. Unsure of what to do. But with your help, he was able to overcome that.

•After that, he had a new stress… being worried about you and the child within you. But; Law, being the doctor he is, would go simply above and beyond to help you through the pregnancy. I mean, really, it doesn’t get better than that.

•He would go week by week with you, informing you of how the infant is growing, how big they are, what parts they’re currently developing, everything.

•Although Law technically has a short temper (sort of?), he wouldn’t be the kind of guy to be mad at his wife for being hormonal, emotional, etc. The man is a doctor!!! He knows what’s going on!!

•Then, the delivery. He would know the early signs of going into labor, and would do everything in his power to make it comfortable for you in advance.

•He’ll never forget the day your daughter was born. ‘Course, he was the one delivering her, so there was nothing he didn’t see. Very unforgettable.

•Would call her “my love”. Or maybe something dumb… like, you know… “baby-ya”…

•Honestly? He’d probably cry. Either he’d walk away to do so alone, or right then and there while holding the child. But never if anyone else but you were around.

•Law would absolutely be the kind of father to take over all the work for the first few months. He barely sleeps anyway, so he’d be the one to stay up all night to take care of her. He’d probably panic and force you to lay back down if you tried getting up at night to help, telling you repeatedly “you need to rest!”.

•But of course, don’t take that in a “he denies you any time to really take care of/bond with the baby” way, He just wants you to rest at night. During the day, he’d be more than happy to let you take over. He’s also a captain of a pirate crew, after all.

•Again, being a doctor, he knows everything about how a child should be growing, what can go wrong, everything. So really, you’d probably have the healthiest child ever. If she even dare gets a cough he’s immediately worried, trying to figure out what the issue is.

•Your daughter would end up having his hair color, but your eyes and a mixture of his sharp facial features and your own features.

•Bepo is now her personal pet polar bear, I don’t make the rules, sorry Law (but of course… he still cuddles with Bepo, just now with your daughter joining).

•As she grows into a toddler, Law would let her play with the crew more. Mostly Bepo, because what child wouldn’t want to cuddle the cute, friendly polar bear?!

•The submarine would 100% always be filled with the adorable laughter of the little girl, with the goofy crewmates always making her laugh.

•Although Law would normally find a kid scream-laughing and giggling annoying, your daughter’s laughs would soon become one of his favorite sounds.

•And as she grows more adventurous with her little legs now allowing her to run, Law would become very protective over the girl.

• Would probably send her (with you, of course) down to the bottom of the submarine to hide if there was ever a battle/fight. Even though she insists she’s strong like her mommy and daddy.

•And more on that note, she wouldn’t be scared of much. I mean, her daddy’s a tall guy with lots of tattoos and piercings who carries a sword around with him everywhere. This little girl fears nothing.

•Now onto more random things:

•Keeps photos of her in your arms throughout her life on his desk.

•She would absolutely pick up on her daddy’s language… even the bad words.

•He lets her steal his hat. Before she existed, that was your job, but you decided she was too cute in it to continue. Now, you steal it for her (as in, picking her up so she can reach it).

•And lastly, Law definitely thinks about Cora-san whenever he wonders how to act with the little girl, or if he’s being a good father. Thinks about how happy his father figure made him, and hopes to be like that for his daughter, too.

[omegaverse-seeker]

I've created two conditions for my Omegaverse: Rejection Syndrome and Pseudo-Mate Syndrome.

Rejection Syndrome is technically a variety of Depression that is triggered by being rejected by your Mate. It ranges from just feeling sad and thinking about what they got rejected for for a few hours, to spending years obsessed with the rejection unable to focus and even in physical pain from how strong the emotional pain was. The easiest cure is for your Mate to comfort you, because they aren't rejecting you entirely, but sometimes it becomes prolonged and they require medication to assist (think anti-depressants). It is possible to cure by taking their mind off of it, but due to the fixation element it's very difficult to do. Sometimes Rejection Syndrome kicks in alongside grief (like, your Mate died) and those situations are always very complex... The in-universe explanation is that it developed as a way to ensure the harmony of the relationship. You have to think about how your actions could affect your Mate. Because there can be consequences if the relationship becomes difficult

Pseudo-Mate Syndrome is basically what happens when you are so in love with someone that your body is convinced you are already mates with that person. This typically can only occur after YEARS of wanting to mate with someone. All the normal Mate stuff applies: heats/ruts sync up, you become way more intuitive to their moods (actually mating causes an empathic bond), other people's scents (especially aroused) become repulsive, etc. of course since by definition you are not in a relationship with this condition your "Mate" may reject you, causing the aforementioned Rejection Syndrome. The cures are: Become Mates, or fall out of love.

I have three people with Pseudo-Mate and all three experience Rejection Syndrome.

All three are Alphas coincidentally, but all dynamics are able to develop these conditions.

(one has RSD and low self esteem and so experiences Rejection Syndrome very easily. One loses his intended Mate to, what he thinks is Death, but she turns out to be alive and experiences the Grief variant of Rejection Syndrome. And the last has a very volatile relationship with his beloved and they fight often.)

One of these (the Last one) actually has a different Omega whom he is very close to, and regularly spends Heats with in a non sexual manner and oh boy isn't it going to be interesting when he can't comfort his friend because suddenly he stinks

THIS IS WHAT THE FUCK I’M TALKING ABOUT!!!!!!!!

As a hurt/comfort bitch, this is just great. I wish I could give you a prize. Literally 10/10.

I will be applying this to any future fics.

[aroacebkgo]

Hi hi hi I was wondering if you could write headcanons about cg!Luke or cg!Clarisse with a little that has an age range of 5-9? Or little!Clarisse headcanons? (You can pick the one you do im jusy hyperfixated on Clarisse rn 😭)

LUKE AND CLARISSE WITH A LITTLE WHO’S 5-9

A/N: I’m gonna do both because I love both of them so much. And I really hope this is right, I’m personally a younger regressor so I hope I didn’t get anything wrong! ^^’

Also this will include book spoilers on Luke’s part-

Clarisse La Rue

Clarisse is usually very unemotional. She is angry, aggressive, and violent.

Except towards you.

When it comes to you, she’s extremely protective, loving, and supportive. She would shield you from any sort of harm or danger and she’d gladly drive her spear through anyone who dared even look at you wrong.

She’s a very protective caregiver. She loves taking you outside and playing with you, but you must hold her hand at all times, and you aren’t allowed to touch anything dangerous.

She likes being called “Mom” or “Mama”, they make her feel really protective of you and she thinks they sound really cute coming from you.

Whenever you guys go outside, she has to hold your hand unless you’re playing outside or running around or something with her permission and she’s keeping an eye on you. She really likes hanging out in the strawberry fields with you. It’s peaceful and she tends to steal strawberries for you both.

She doesn’t have much money, and she rarely ever leaves Camp Half-blood, but she tries to buy you toys if you want any! But you mostly just play outside and play games with her to keep yourself entertained.

Clarisse is actually surprisingly really good at comforting people, so if you regress because of trauma and today is a bad day, or if you just need some comfort, she’s got you. If you want to ramble, she’ll hold you in her arms and let you ramble. If you want a distraction, she’ll play games with you until you’re bored. Whatever you want, she’ll do it. Because she loves you.

Because you’re a bit older, she isn’t too strict with you, however like I said, she has outside rules for your safety. She also has a strict bedtime for you and makes sure you eat enough during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. If you don’t eat enough, you’re not allowed to play until you finish your food. If you don’t go to bed on time, you won’t get to have any sweets for a couple days.

She actually doesn’t mind if her friends know or if people see. Yeah, she has a reputation to uphold and a persona to keep up, but like I said, she’s extremely protective and aggressive to literally everyone but you and a couple other people.

God forbid anybody try to say anything mean to you period, especially about your age regression. That will not end well for them. She doesn’t even try to use words, she just punches them. Girlboss.

Luke Castellan

So, this takes place after he betrays and joins the titans. You also join the titan army. I do not see him becoming a caregiver before he betrays, mainly because he knows he’s going to leave soon, and he doesn’t really see the point in developing such a strong, emotional bond with someone only to just. Leave. The only reason he was close to people like Annabeth was because he knew her long before he knew he was gonna betray.

Everything is very dangerous on the Princess Andromeda. There’s monsters literally everywhere you look, and hordes of weapons scattered about too. It is kind of a war ship in a way, after all.

You are literally the only person he truly cares about anymore. You’re the only person he hasn’t manipulated or lied to. He only cares about you, and he’s extremely protective over you.

He feels bad, but you have to stay in his room with him whenever you regress. It’s too dangerous otherwise. He doesn’t know what other people might try to do to you. He can’t risk it. You’re his baby and he doesn’t want you getting hurt.

He doesn’t mind what you call him, but parental ones like “Dad”, make him feel really special. Especially if your godly parent is your father, because it makes him feel like you’re slapping the gods in the face and he finds that funny!

He buys you toys whenever he goes out off the ship for whatever reason. He spoils you literally so much. You have all of the Calico Critters plus all the play sets and houses.

He is also actually really good at comforting and supporting you. He’ll hold you, reassure you, and give you little kisses all over your face whenever you need love and support. He gets really bad nightmares, so if you have a nightmare and regress, he’d be glad to hold you and comfort you. He knows what it’s like.

Like I said, he is strict with you. You cannot leave the room when little. You must go to bed by 9pm. You shower every other day. You eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner at set times everyday. You don’t get desert if you’ve misbehaved and he isn’t afraid to put you in time out of take away a couple toys if he feels like he needs to or the situation calls for it.

This is a very private thing for him, mostly because he’s surrounded by monsters and other. More violent people. All the time. And also he’s fighting a war and you’re one of his weak spots, so he’s not exactly gonna go flaunting it around. He isn’t ashamed of it or anything, he actually wishes you guys could be more open about it. It’s just too dangerous!

If anybody were to find out and they said anything mean about it, he would just get them killed. They’d be fed to the monsters on the ship or they’d just be thrown overboard. Either one he feels like. He won’t tolerate anybody talking bad about his little one.

[frankie-bell]

Would love to hear more about your classification of Mika as bisexual demisexual. I get the bi part but really curious why you think she might also be demi??

I’m so glad you asked! As someone who falls on the ace spectrum, I’ve always been drawn to characters who read that way as well. The first time I watched Psycho-Pass, I didn’t think much of Mika’s sexuality. I did note that she’s probably bi, given that she seems to have crushes on both men (Ginoza) and women (Yayoi, Kagami), but that’s about it. Upon second viewing, however, I noticed a few key things that felt incredibly familiar to me.

The first is that Mika, unlike Akane, Kougami, or even Arata, doesn't seem to experience immediate sexual attraction. In PP1, it's clear that Akane is attracted to Kougami long before she gets to know him personally. A clear example of this can be found in the infamous sparring dummy scene, where she (quite literally) gets caught gaping at his bare chest. Then you've got Kougami, who falls quickly into a flirtatious back-and-forth with Frederica Hanashiro after she shows up in Tibet, looking to recruit him for SAD/MOFA. And finally, there's Arata. In addition to remarking upon Shion's beauty a whole five seconds after meeting her, he is immediately smitten with Governor Karina Komiya after conducting a brief interview with her. Mika, by comparison, seems utterly unaffected by other characters' perceived attractiveness, regardless of whether they're male (Shizuka Homura) or female (Rikako Oryo).

Which brings me to the crux of my argument. Throughout the series, Mika appears to have feelings for three characters -- Kagami, Yayoi, and Ginoza. The first is her childhood best friend, the second is the person who offered her comfort during one of the darkest moments of her life, and the third is her most trusted protector. Each and every person Mika develops romantic feelings for is someone she trusts implicitly and, perhaps more importantly, knows intimately. This is textbook demisexual behavior. Note how Mika's crush on Yayoi doesn't materialize until several years into their relationship. Same goes for Ginoza. In the beginning, Mika can't stand him. But time and experience change her perception, and by PP3, he’s her #1 confidant. It’s only then that we see her blushing, stammering, and losing her cool around him. She’s attracted to him *because* she knows him so well. For prototypical people, there’s a spark of sexual attraction upon first meeting someone, but for demisexual people, it’s the exact opposite. Attraction and desire are certainly possible, but only after a strong emotional bond is formed.

I also find it interesting that Mika seems to eschew physical contact, unless it’s with someone she feels incredibly close to/comfortable with. Case in point, the scene in Providence where Atsushi Shindo touches her. When she hid behind Gino, I was like, “How (demi)sexy of you.” Granted, this is just my personal headcanon, so feel free to take it with a grain of salt.

[hoppipolla]

The lover's hand: A Midnight Museum episode 4 rambling

Will GMM TV pull a If Marnie Was There card on us with Khatha and Dome? They might. They probably will, but since it hasn't happened yet, I will be in denial until the big reveal.

It hasn't escaped you that Khatha's touch grows gentle whenever he touches Dome. So far, Khatha has allowed himself to touch Dome to either protect him or make sure he is safe. But in today's episode, things have developed a bit.

The beginning and the end of today's episode confirmed that Dome (let's pretend his real is name Dome for now) and Khatha have met before, a long time ago. Khatha lost Dome however, under traumatic circumstances which seem related to the creepy seated mummy we've seen in previous episodes.

The bond they share has nothing in common with the kind of bond siblings might share. Siblings don't look at each other like that nor do they touch each other like that either. (I don't even need to add screencaps here, you know which scenes I'm talking about). The intense relief Khatha feels when he sees Dome after many years resembles the kind of relief a tragic lover would feel seeing their long lost lover again with whom they can't reunite yet. I mean look at him! That look is the embodiment of selfless love, not brotherly love.

To prove the point everyone agrees on, I'll now focus on Khatha's hand gestures in today's episode (i.e Midnight Museum episode 4).

I've said in a previous text post that Khatha does not want anyone to see he cares for Dome although everyone is pretty much aware. Even Bam. This is again proved in this episode when he doesn't meet Dome's eyes — at first — when he voices out his worry and asks Dome to stay close to him.

What's even more painfully interesting in this scene is what Khatha says next: "I will be able to stop it in time". The way he says it might hint at the fact that, in the past, he failed to stop "it" in time. However, things are different now. Dome is back and Khatha intends to have him stay by his side no matter what. "It" won't happen again, whatever that is. Not today. Not ever. His words are more than a mere statement. They're a promise.

Khatha's feelings for Dome aren't clear in the sense that they are strong emotions, all intertwined. But one thing is for certain: he deeply cares for Dome and although he wished he could hide that, his body betrays him because his hand will always reach for him. There is something achingly beautiful in the way Khatha always seem to want to be in direct contact with Dome whenever he is hurting. It's as if he wants to take his pain away and replace it with comfort. He wants to be the only one suffering and he cannot bear seeing Dome risking his life and going through the same kind of pain he must have experienced at one point during his immortal life.

Tor's way of showing how relieved his character is whenever he fears for Dome's life and realises that he is safe is beyond amazing. His eyes speak volumes and his micro-expressions make your heart squeeze in your chest. I can hear the thoughts that might have crossed his mind the second he believed Dome wasn't breathing anymore. His agony is so loud and yet Khatha remains so quiet whenever he is scared, hurt or distraught.

In the beginning of this text post, I've described Khatha's look as the embodiment of selfless love. The perfect illustration of that selfless love is when he tells Dome that his immortality is not a curse hence the fact that he doesn't need anyone to save him from it. We all know it's a lie and so does Dome who is no fool, but Dome is aware of what Khatha was trying to do. Khatha didn't want to put an additional pressure on him and so implying that he is not cursed meant that he needn't become some kind of saviour.

Dome sees that and as the empath he is, he is devastated. He feels for Khatha but he knows him not controlling his powers (or anything that's happening to him) is not helping and, in a way, he may have felt relieved by Khatha's thoughtfulness .

But Dome knows that this the face of a man made so utterly lonely by a curse so ancient that he himself has forgotten that this excruciating pain is not natural. The camera angle here makes us see Khatha through Dome's eyes and it's heart-breaking.

[pr1ncesspopstar]

As of tonight I have watched/read/played every piece of media in relation to the base story of Persona 4 and here is just a random grab bag of thoughts from that experience. Spoilers abound, mostly for the animation and manga.

-the best way to experience the story outside of just playing the game, if you want to do what for some reason, is reading the manga then watching the Golden anime. The OG anime is a lot of mediocre to bad with pockmarks of good, not worth a full sit down.

-that said if you want to watch some of the OG anime go with all the episodes up to Yukiko being saved (1-4), mitsuo’s dungeon and the summer vacation duology right after (11-14), the justice and hierophant focused episode (18), and then all of endgame (21-26).

These episodes either do a really good job expanding on what was already there, introduce new ideas and scenarios definitely not possible within the constraints of a video game, do a super solid job covering and even improving upon iconic and memorable moments in ways only the medium of an animation retelling can provide, or just have fun or funny bits. My fave is def episode 13, where Nanako becomes a little detective trying to investigate Yu’s hectic life.

-I really appreciate how each version of Yu is wildly different in these medium’s. P4A Yu is kind of a dick and lame at many points, but has the capacity to be open hearted. Manga Yu starts as cold and distant but eventually becomes an emotional and expressive individual that fights for his feelings. And P4GA Yu feels the ‘manliest’ of the bunch with very strong convictions and a level-head with no fear to speak his mind or thoughts. A lot of tiny differences to enjoy.

-there is the consistent fear of abandonment and loss of friends in Yu’s character each series captures so differently but uses nonetheless. P4A Yu also abandons the truth because of his fear and even develops a shadow that represents that. Manga Yu goes between acting rashly and angrily or withdrawing and hiding his hurt when confronted with the possible loss. P4GA Yu gets emotional and trapped in the idea of what’s the point if he risks using everyone, feeling a burden of needing to protect those bonds at all costs.

-also the fact Yu is 100% ride or die for any wild scheme, even the ones he knows won’t work is a trait I’m glad exists in every version of him. He’s just happy to be involved.

-Also Adachi, the supplementary material really made me finally appreciate Adachi as a character. After interacting with him in the game I was never too sure how to feel about him, but the anime(s)/manga finally helped me grasp his character and how I feel about him. As well as why I see the various interpretations of him that I do.

-Marie being included in more things in the Golden animation was sorely needed and a welcomed addition. When the Investigation Team was saying how Marie is also their friend I could not help but think how the team as a whole had only met Marie around 5-6 times at most through her social link. By putting her in more major scenes this actually made her feel like an unofficial member of the group and I believed they were friends.

-I very much enjoyed the way P4GA handled the unification of Izanami’s two halves. I’m probably just a sap but I very much love concepts of accepting the rage and hate-filled parts of yourself and that binging them joy and peace, quelling that fury. Izanami can be quite the tragic character from interpretation to interpretation, so to see them take a stance where it’s not a fight but a comforting hug given by Marie to Izanami that defeats her, I’m a sucker for it.

-Yu needing to free Marie from a bamboo forest and the ultimate Persona associated with Marie being Kaguya is Good Symbolism and Foreshadowing™.

-while it was definitely only done for cool factor in the manga/anime, but within the context of game mechanics Adachi being able to control and get aid from multiple Reapers in his dungeon is mortifying.

-I have come to the conclusion Yukiko and Rise are mini-gremlins in two different fonts. Yukiko will do and say the silliest to the wildest things because it brings her joy. Rise is attention seeking in a pampered cat kind of way. I cannot expand on this sadly but I hope the vibes can be expressed.

-Naoto being very perceptive but socially oblivious and one track minded is actually quite funny and charming. This is best illustrated in the Christmas episode of which I will say no more, it’s a fun little experience.

-the ‘ame-no-sagiri’ in shadow Teddie’s head’ contributed nothing to the plot/story though. Kinda actually takes away from shadow Teddie tbh but that’s more a nitpick than anything.

-the anime shadow fights are good, but they are GREAT in the manga. They feel so much more personal and productive than ‘beat the thing so it goes back to normal so you can accept it,’ while also carrying they same wonderful flow and dynamics you can see in the animation.

I might post more thoughts if I have any later. I could do an analysis but tbh I would just be repeating what a lot of people have already gone over. I’d rather focus on my own projects because this means now my research is done and I can start writing my fanfiction! I’ll talk about that more later. Can’t wait to share it~

[henkinsjenkins]

Fall isn't Autumn. Part 2:

(male oc) Crimsley × Sebastian Sallow.

Angst, regret, guilt, pinning.

Ominis didn’t think the argument was any different from their usual spats, unfortunately it seems Sebastian had poked the sleeping dragon in Crimsley.

The two were alike, in ways that seemed to mirror each other. The chemistry was almost instantly clear in their first battle together. When the two both held a common interest in the Dark Arts, it was inevitable that they would develop a strong bond with one another.

However it was a double edged sword in Ominis opinion. When they argued Sebastian tended to be very emotional. His reflexes were not only quick with a wand but also his words. Often cutting deep like his Diffindo.

Fortunately Crim had the patience to often deal with his harshness but from what Ominis could tell. That patience may have ran out.

The young Gaunt was worried seeing these fights didn’t last but he imagined things might have finally been said that can’t be simply waved off with a simple apology. The two knew each other best, from their strengths to struggles.

The blonde navigated through the corridors of the school to hopefully get his answers from Sebastian. He was the easier out of the two to find, considering his sulking corner was the Undercroft.

Ominis never knew where to find the second, Crim was often off completing his field guide or running errands for who knows who.

“Sebastian, I imagine you’d be sulking down here. I assume you crossed a line again with no return finally?”

Ominis wasn’t a stranger to Sebastian’s emotional outbursts during arguments. Especially considering last year.

The other student didn’t say anything, his knees pulled in close to his chest as his eyes stared blankly at the floor.

His mind was filled with tangent thoughts of their argument. Mainly of the emotions he was feeling at that time and how everything that was said.

“I didn’t want to say that. But it was said and probably at the worst possible moment.”

“You have perfect timing for that.” Ominis said, taking a seat next to his friend. Sebastian let out a dry chuckle thinking how right he was.

“What was said?”

Sebastian started to explain, beginning with that morning when he received a letter regarding Anne. It had set him off, a feeling of panic that his sister’s condition was getting worse. He hadn’t seen her in ages so he didn’t know the extent.

“I’ve never seen him cry before and I went and called him pathetic for it.” He buried his face in his knees. All he thought about at that moment was what he could say that would hurt the most.

Ominis laid a comforting hand on his friend’s shoulder. When it came to the art of charisma, the two had their skills however Crimsley was different, he wasn’t an easy person to sway with mindless flattery or sweet empty words. As much as he wanted to help there was nothing much he could do differently.

Ominis hadn’t an idea on how to approach the other, deciding that would be left to Sebastian.

“Considering the topic at hand. I feel like you should find him and apologize regardless of how bad the argument was. That would be your start at least.”

Sebastian looked up feeling the suddenness of Ominis’s hand on his shoulder. Looking over at his long time friend he began to think.

The blonde never picked sides when they fought, always kept it neutral but if they got too serious he would step in but this was something he had to own up too if he wanted Crimsley back.

“I can’t find him. After he left I went after him to apologize, but he just suddenly vanished.”

Sebastian had been cursing himself stupid since, looking everywhere for the raven haired Slytherin for the past week.

“Then wait for him to come to you.”

How long would be? Sebastian thought with a heavy sigh.

Thanks for reading.

Part One. Part three.

[dreamsstarsgalaxies]

Ch. 4. The Training Space

Nessa POV (17 y/o)

After spending six months in Driftmark, we finally arrived at Dragonstone. This time we were not a family of four anymore. My dad married princess Rhaenyra, and soon after, we moved to Dragonstone, leaving Baela behind with grandma so she could learn more about Driftmark customs. My grandparents were heartbroken. Both their children died too young, and my father and Rhaenyra moved on too soon. However, Daemon is somehow correct. Their marriage makes them stronger. With Daemon by Rhaenyra’s side, her claims for the throne will be undisputed.

The green and black’s rivalry has worsened since the night of my mom’s funeral. According to my sisters, Aemond stole and claimed her dragon, he insulted my sisters and cousins, and then an intense fight broke out where Luke knifed his left eye to save Jace. Later that night, the Queen attempted to harm Rhaenyra in front of the whole family in the name of justice. No one will forget the night the family broke into two bands, the Blacks and Greens.

Living with Rhaenyra and my cousins is better than expected. The birth of our new siblings, Aegon III and Viserys II, brought so much happiness, unity, and hope to our house. The clutch of eggs from Syrax made the family feel strong. Rhaena got a dragon egg for herself and now prays every night for a healthy dragon whom she plans to name Morning. In Driftmark, I claimed Seasmoke as my dragon. A stunning white and red dragon who belonged to my uncle, Laenor Velaryon. In Dragonstone, Rhaenyra raised us like a mother, and my bond with her developed into respect and love. We share the same views about society and how corrupted the system is towards women like her and Rhaenys. My loyalty lies with her, the blacks.

My cousins and sisters are at the age of marriage. It’s about time my parents betroth us to powerful families and allies across Westeros. Although I prefer not to marry and live a life without rules, I am part of the royal family, and marriage is my duty. I only hope my betroth is simply a kind man, not a vicious one. Since coming back from Driftmark, I do not feel comfortable talking to anyone about my emotions, particularly the ones I felt toward Aemond. I tried to suppress my feelings, but I cannot get him out of my head. Throughout these years, Jace and I got closer. Even though my feelings towards him are purely brotherly, it was clear that his feelings were a bit more romantic, like an innocent crush. A few months before our trip to King’s Landing, Jace stole a kiss from me and caught me by surprise. It was awkward for a few seconds before I chuckled to brush it off. Without saying a word, he ran somewhere far away from me, and I whispered to myself, “Well, that was painfully awkward” while heading to my room. We never talked about it, like ever. I think we knew it was only an innocent kiss. Oddly enough, although Jace is an honorable and kind man, I could not stop thinking about Aemond. I… I have to forget about him. He insulted my family. I’m supposed to dislike him, or at least I need to stop thinking about him and move on. 

After nearly eight years of living in Dragonstone, Rhaenyra received a letter from Baela. She said that Corlys Velaryon is seriously injured at war, and his brother wants to steal the throne from Luke (16). He requested an audience with the king, but since he is sick of old age, the audience will be held by the greens, Otto and Alicent Hightower. My parent said we need to travel to Kings Landing urgently. This trip is going to feel like an emotional rollercoaster. When we arrived at Kings Landing, no one welcomed us. The hostile environment didn’t go unnoticed. As we go inside the castle, it was nothing like my cousins said. It was dark and filled with many statuses of the faith of the seven; it looks like a Hightower’s house instead of a Targaryen house. While the king is terminally ill and spends the rest of his days and nights resting on his bed, the greens are running the country in his name and taking advantage of their position to conspire against Rhaenyra.

As we were touring around the castle, we heard many people cheering. My cousins quickly ran towards the sound coming from the training space. I wanted to go there too, but I was carrying Aegon III in my arms, and by the time I turned around to tell them to wait for me…they were gone. I went to look for a handmaid, and as I walked upstairs, I saw two maids talking to my sisters. I gave Aegon to one of the handmaids and asked the twins if they wanted to join me. Baela (18) and Rhaena (18) felt unwell from all the traveling and wanted to rest. So, I went there alone. As I reach the training center door to peek outside, I see multiple people cheering in a circle, probably watching someone fight. As I step inside the training area, I skim at my surroundings, the people, the horses, the swords, and the whisperers about my hair color. As I got closer to the people watching the fighters, I could not help but notice Jace (17) and Luke across the circle of people. They look serious and focused on certain someone. He has long white hair and… a leather patch on his left eye… “Aemond (19)” I whispered while looking at him. He looks so different. He is taller, looks older, and his facial expression is quite intimidating. Before the fight began, he took a quick look behind his opponent, where he made eye contact with me for a few seconds before timidly looking back to the training fight with Criston Cole. “F***! Why did it feel like seven years ago?” I quietly whispered while having a mental breakdown inside my head. A moment later, he won the fight, and everyone clapped and congratulated him. He talked to my cousins for a couple of minutes. Then, he turned around, and we locked sights for a second time before I intentionally ignored it by looking down, turning around, and heading towards the castle door. We were definitely aware of each other’s presence, and I was evidently trying to avoid him. Before entering the castle, I turned around one last time, and he was gazing at me from the other side of the training space while cleaning his sword until Criston Cole interrupted him with a pat on his back.

@ramielll @thatmysteriousblog @ereminlover @courtney0-0 @jennieroseblack

[dojae-huh]

To that anon who simply downplayed taedo friendship.....

First this is a personal blog by a person who stan dy as their bias and even considering ty as his second boyfriend and you came here to talk some ridculous thing about taedo....wow you are a brave one though...

Secondly yes....everyone can express their view but ordering what to do or not do is something you shouldn't talk about...you dont have that kind of right....you were rude..

Secondly when you point out something please do it with evidences..let take a look ty how many times he mentioned dy in his speech is it becoz jn is his head full time??? and who said he is satisfied when dy said ty is cool?? Cant you see the smile everytime ty talk about dy? Whome ty wanted to get a back hug from and wanted to hear i love you from?..did he ask jn??not it is from dy right?....leave it did you watch the latest NCT show where dy and woo interviewed ty? Did you see ty's look or not? Wasn't he upset when dy said he is leaving?? And you saying dy act strange around ty? That's why woo said dy is going to treat ty after all music show ends??? Mygoodness how can you even talk about taedo when you cant see these small but sweet interaction of 2 bestfriends whom they consider as their emotional pillar?..

And lastly I am not trying to say johnny is not ty's bestfriends list...yes he is...like huh nim said they both need attention and comfort and they can give it to each other...but at some point they really need dy to fill them up and that's where dy stand for both of them...just appreciate their friendship and wish them to get their bond strong for a long long long period....be happy all....

I have doubts people like that anon stay long enough to read the feedback.

The tone of the message was polite enough for tumblr standarts, that's why I replied. I receive worse "scathing criticism" from Jaeyong shippers (I delete them).

People tend to notice and remember only things that align with their view on things. Taeyong constantly talking about Doyoung will be ignored, words "I miss you" by Tae left on Do's IG turned into Doyoung avoiding Taeyong, Tae developing friendships with SM's producers explained as Tae not needing Do anymore.

Secondly, people have tendency to succumb to the opinion of the majority. Therefore, a skewed perception can be formed if a fan doesn't leave his/her Do-hater or JohnDo/JaeYong info-bubble and eco-chamber.

I guess, the proclivity to make everything black and white also plays a role. If there is a perception of JohnDo being under "attack" (the anon missed me using words "best friend, cherish, support" and concentrated on "both need Do more"), than a retaliation with escalation follows. The threat needs to be punished and eliminated (in this case Doyoung and me). I'm disgraced by being called "you shippers" (the negative connotation is obvious) and Doyoung painted as a ex-friend who abandoned Taeyong. TaeDo can't be simply left as positive or neutral.

Anyway. I reply to such messages in a harsher tone than usual to stop others from wanting to fall in step and to feel deserved backlash themselves. I don't get really disturbed.

And the only real threat to TaeDo is Peaches, haha.

[kaibacorpbros]

[ ⚰️ ] does your muse believe in an afterlife? if so, what do they believe the afterlife would look like?

[ 🧭 ] does your muse consider themselves a good person? why or why not?

[ 🥀 ] what are your muse’s standards for a romantic partner? are they realistic? why do they have these standards?

(Seto)

| Little hope hc questions | @rainystormstranger

⚰️

◇ A resounding and very firm no. At least for himself. While it may sound contradictory to some given that Kaiba traveled to Atem's dimension/afterlife given that Seto only saw folks from Atem's original time there, so as for proof of any afterlife that's not connected to millennium item influence, he's not found any.

Given his dimension research it's not hard to for him to imagine there may be another higher dimension where other deceased consciousness may exist, but it's all theoretical and he's not found a dimension like that personally (not that he would want to, too many of his inner demons lie within the dead for him).

He's had no glimpses or anything similar in his many near-death experiences, so for himself he firmly believes once he dies, that's it. He'll cease to be. This concept doesn't distress him though, rather it gives him peace and makes him more focused to do all he can in his life to make it a fulfilling one.

🧭 does your muse consider themselves a good person? why or why not?

Overall, no. Seto would wager he's made an overall net good effect on the world, but obviously morality isn't quite that simple. He's done a lot of unforgivable things, not only from other's perspective, but in his own eyes. He can never truly make the people harmed by his actions whole from them, just try and make up for them the best he can and become better.

Tying into the afterlife question, this is a big reason why him believing there is nothing after for him is actually relieving. Seto feels if his parents could see what became of him, they'd be ashamed. Thus, he'd rather not face it altogether.

🥀 what are your muse’s standards for a romantic partner? are they realistic? why do they have these standards?

They are basically his same standards for someone becoming an F-word with him. (The F stands for friends.) It really just requires him to have trust and compatibility with someone that manages to get past his 43990293298 walls he's built up mentally to protect himself over the years. It needs to be someone who's not just trying to partner up with him for status or monetary gain. It has to be someone intelligent that can hold a conversation with him, and preferably has at least a few strong shared interests with Seto. (Being a Duel Monsters player isn't a requirement, but it is huge points in the pro list. Liking dragons is definitely a requirement.)

Really, there's not too much different between close friendships and romantic relationships for Kaiba, which is heavily contributed to him being Demi since he does not experience romantic or sexual attraction to anyone without having a close emotional bond with them first, but even then it's usually so small it's easy for him to ignore if it's not someone he's already been dating for a while and nurtured those feelings towards the person. It really takes the other person explicitly expressing interest in a romantic relationship for one to occur with Seto. Otherwise he'll literally just never consider it as a possibility. But once he's actually developed a good friendship with them it's quite easy for him to agree to give a romantic relationship a try with them.

Oh, and of course Mokuba has to like them. He doesn't have to be best friends with them or anything, but if Mokuba meets someone who wants to date his brother and gets weird vibes then Seto trusts that feeling wholeheartedly and of course puts a lot of value on his brother's happiness and comfort so if he had to he'd certainly distance himself from someone Mokuba didn't trust had Seto's best interests in mind.

Overall, his standards are pretty realistic in a basic sense, it just requires someone to put up with his prickly barriers long enough to see his rare soft side too.

[eidelweissen]

Wangxian: why does it work? - ISTJ and ENTP compatibility analysis

I found this funny post in Quora and thought "this guy must know Wangxian, it's literally them".

And then I got a bit obsessed wondering: but if that's really the case, why does Wangxian work so well despite both characters being a clear-cut representation of an ISTJ and an ENTP?

Most would say that it's an incompatible and unlikely romantic couple in real life, arguing that the ENTP would get bored and the ISTJ overwhelmed. But MXTX managed to write them pretty realistically and to make them the protagonists of one of the most incredible love stories I've read.

We often pin their mutual attraction on their opposite personalities. And while this might be true in the initial stages of their relationship, this superficial attraction is only enough to spark curiosity, but not a real foundation for connection. However, MXTX very skillfully dives into that, putting them in situations that force their core values and true nature to come to the outside. In life or death situations, you either form an incredible bond with your companion or you end up hating each other to the guts. In the face of adversity, the differences between LWJ and WWX become insignificant in light of their dominant traits: a deeply caring and selfless nature that borders heroicity. It’s in the Xuanwu cave where this becomes clear chronologically, for the first time. They rely on each other to stay safe and sane throughout several days trapped in the cave. When their mental and physical strength are pushed t o the limit, it becomes clear that they are willing to risk their lives for each and other. That sets a foundation of mutual trust that persists through years and even through death, to the point that LWJ is convinced that WWX will return from the other world. It is no wonder that, after that, they both think of each other as a comforting and safe presence.

But the spark of attraction is much older than that, and their attention gravitates to one another since the very beginnig. WWX, being an analytical and observant type, is the only one who notices that LWJ is limping in an adverse situation, and the only who promptly offers a solution, as ENTPs are prone to do. ENTPs can come off as intrusive in offering help, but it is really a fruit of the cognitive empathy that comes from analyzing how others might be feeling when scanning the situation; which they constantly do, as Perceptive types.

MXTX does a great job foreshadowing and then stating their points of compatibility across the entire novel, continuously overlapping it to the displays of their differences: their shared values, their loyalty and their passion in defending those is where they find their common ground. They also share a strong sense of justice, which WWX understand through extroverted Intuitive function, so it comes off more passionate and assertive; while LWJ takes a logical and reserved, but equally firm approach. While bending the rules for the right reason comes naturally to WWX, it's a big development point for LWJ and a statement to his true depth, as well as his acceptance of WWX. Relationships, healthy ones, help us absorb those traits from our partners that will balance our natural disposition.

When these qualities shine through their outside demeanor, and the expression of their mutual admiration finally makes it through their barriers, a sense of assuredness grows between them. WWX no longer believes that LWJ thinks him disagreeable and inferior, while LWJ starts to trust that WWX genuinely enjoys his company and is not as shallow as he once thought.

As Thinking types, they both struggle with emotional barriers, though in very different ways, despite these being more evident in LWJ due to his Introverted nature. But let's note that WWX uses charm, teasing and casual flirting as to interact with people in a way that feelings aren’t involved, since that's his Extroverted inclination and what he thrives off. ENTPs perceive connections as a means to expose, develop and expand their inner world, and they build these words for other people to inhabitate and enrich. But that’s not evident at first, since he mostly interacts in a non-commital, flakey way. We only see him lowering his defenses and seeking true connection with softer types such as JYL, an INFP, or the people he feels a sense of loyalty towards, like JC. Even with them, he is often too occupied taking a practical approach to problems, and his optimistic, rational mindset often makes it difficult for himself and for others to realize his underlying pain. There are very few moments when he actually breaks down, and he mostly does it in solitude. However, as an ENTP and an eneatype 7, he doesn’t stay in the same place for long, either physically or mentally; which makes him incredibly resilient. Contrary to LWJ, who finds his resilience in dwelling in the depth of his feelings as uses these as a driving force, as his melancholic temperament style depicts.

LWJ, as an Introverted Thinking type, struggles even more forming deep connections. But he doesn't need casual interaction to thrive, neither does he feel the need to express his opinions and feelings unless he's asked directly. As a good ISTJ, though, it is very rare that he lies or beats around the bush when he decides to speak. But the quietness of the ocean, as we know, doesn't reflect its depth; and WWX, as an observant and curious type, eventually sees through that. ENTPs hyperfocus on the people they’re interested in, and try to understand them to the fullest, studying and turning around all the information available to contrast each side of the equation. He comes to realize thay LWJ is not self-righteous or arrogant as he once thought, and that he is, in fact, more exigent with himself that he is with anyone else, as the Perfectionists eneatypes 1 often are. He holds himself the the highest moral standards, and his self-discipline isn't but a means to achieve that. ENTPs are very quick in grasping inconsistencies and ulterior motives, and have low tolerance for mind-fuckery. It’s not strange that the consistency of LWJ’s character fascinates him, while also valuing his straightforward attitude; a trait that ENTPs share.

When the common ground of their core values is established, there’s a new openness to better understand and amold to each other. LWJ starts making active attempts to approach WWX for the first time. However, with WWX's temperament getting darkened from demonic cultivation, he is further alieneted from his feelings and his connection to others; so their coming together is only possible in his second life, when LWJ proves to be on his side from the very beginning. WWX, as ENTP who judges people and intentions through their actions but doesn’t usually hold grudges or petty impressions, has no choice but to accept a clear truth:  LWJ appreciates and respects him, perhaps more than anyone else.

His curiosity peaks at that point, as he tries to fit this new version of LWJ in the old memories from their previous life. If someone sparks an ENTP’s curiosity and sustain it over time, the ENTP will soon find themself half-way in love. In that regard, LWJ is a mystery to explore, even though solving the puzzle is not nearly as entertaining and testing its twists and turns and making him react through all sort of playful experimentation.

With that mutual core foundation, plus the mystery that LWJ poses to WWX, and the answer that WWX poses to LWJ after years of mourning him, the development comes naturally: they start to learn how to read and listen to one another while leaving aside any strong or definite judgements. WWX finds that LWJ, despite appearing indifferent, pays close attention his words and actions, and allows him total freedom to express himself and even share ridiculous ideas. In turn, with his curious disposition, always asking questions, he nudges LWJ to share more of himself. 

LWJ turns out to be a good listener and a good observer: a holy grail to an ENTP. As ENTPs are also extremely protective of the softer types, it's no wonder that WWX is delighted when he sees LWJ acting childishly when drunk, discovering a repressed playfulness in him that he never suspected - another layer of LWJ that puzzles and fascinates him, and another trait they have in common, even if in LWJ it's presented as a potential while to WWX it’s an inevitability. In the same way, LWJ is able to remind WWX to hold his horses when he's getting carried away, in a firm but not punitive manner that makes him feel guided instead of constrained.

On the other hand, ENTPs love to bounce off ideas with other people, often adopting an "opposite" stance so that no sides of the question are left unexplored. ENTPs don't mind being corrected, and respect people who can also act gracefully when contradicted. WWX enjoys discussing things in a friendly, casual way, but they also have a thick skin and aren’t easily offended, (even though they fiercely demand to be respected whenever violated). Accordingly, since they value fairess and integrity, they hate fallacies or any attempts to manipulate the facts and the truth. They are not afraid of calling out any perceived untruthfulness and lack of consistency. Similarly, as a Logistic type, neither does LWJ, even though he tends to make those statements through unambiguous actions rather than words.

While WWX is emotionally flexible, there’s a stubbornness in LWJ that comes between them at the beginning. Their relationship only starts to smooth out when he learns that his upbringing is not the only valid lens to judge the world (a huge deed, since he is a Judging type and also a 1 eneatype), and learns to differentiate between the shallow "forms of propriety" and the deeper ways of embodying his core values, such as humility, open-mindedness and generosity. Values who are clearly mirrored by WWX in his own ways. 

However, even after their dynamic smooths out in their early adulthood, the romantic feelings only start to take off when WWX overcomes his main challenge as an ENTP: identifying the depth of his feelings and ~taking ~ them ~ seriously~. Speaking as an ENTP: yes, we can rationally name our feelings (and we have A LOT of them) at any given moment; but placing them as top priority and acting on them is a different matter. We are likely to talk impulsively, but we are very unlikely to make important decision based on emotion.

Post-resurrection, it’s not only miscommunication what comes between them: both of them can be very clear when they want to. They are synchronized enough that they come to understand each other's intentions with a glance. The problem is that you simply cannot communicate feelings you are not aware of; not intentonally at least, if playing hide and seek and giving reward kisses to your bro counts for something. 

Really, unlike the stereotype says, ENTPs are not turned off by quiet types (see how much we love INFPs and INFJs!), and we don't mind carrying the entire conversation as long as we perceive signs of interest. We LOVE a good listener as much as a good debater. Conversely, our major turn-off is talking to people who aren't interested in any insight besides their own, who can’t truly listen and who are hypersensitive to differences. Not only there's nothing less stimulating than one-sided conversations where an ENTP's word is minimized or ignored, but it also feels very constricting. if that happens, we quickly go back into our minds, where it's safe to imagine, analyze and create.

LWJ, in his attentive quietness, simulates that exact safe space of the mind of an ENTP. WWX learns to trust that he will pay attention, whether he responds or not, and that he won't lose his patience with WWX's disorganized flux of ideas, even feeling the freedom to act ridiculous without fear of harsh judgement. LWJ also learns that this trait of WWX doesn't reflect the true solidity of his character, and trusts WWX to be grounded and resourseful when needed. Post-resurrectjon, LWJ feels no longer the need to shatter WWX's playful bubble with his matter-of-factly nature, and he even joins it with his own sense of humour on occasion.

This allows WWX to expand and explore different mind processes out loud, no matter of how little importance; ENTPs love carefree fun as much as they enjoy productivity and intellectual expansion. Words are their main tool for that. LWJ, in turn, doesn't need to partake very strongly in WWX's musings to enjoy them and encourage them. As Thinking types, they both have a tendency to isolate at times, so they both understand that need. And they are comfortable enough around each other that they can focus in their own endeavours while sharing the same physical space. LWJ is not bothered by WWX's occasional comments, since he doesn’t feel obligated to respond, knowing that WWX's enjoys talking out loud for the sake of organizing and externalizing ideas. And WWX, as an equally independent type, knows how to entertain himself and have fun with any available means even without the input of others.

While this dynamic would be typically boring and exhausting for an ISTJ-ENTP couple, once their main personal challanges are overcome, the patience, flexibility and acceptance that is born from the differences is what remains. Their experience of death plays a big part in putting things into perspective, and sheds light on what is truly important to them: kindness, trust, companionship and loyalty.