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venerawrites · 4 months

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Thanks for the headcanons of Itachi and the s/o who has illness🥰. Oh my god your writings are just awesome keep it up❤️💪

Can I request some headcanons of itachi,kakashi,naruto when their s/o is pregnant?🤭

author's note: oh my god, this has been sitting in my drafts forever! I have only one assessment left, so I finally have the chance to catch up with my requests! Thank you so, so much for your patience and for requesting! Hope you enjoy!

➤ Itachi

I think I am going to disappoint a lot of you, but Itachi was definitely not happy when he first learned that his s/o was pregnant.

HEAR ME OUT PLS!

It is not that he is not loving his partner, but given everything that has happened to him and all the decisions he had to make throughout his life, he has promised himself that he would never have children. He didn't want to put them at risk, or worse, make them suffer because of his own mistakes.

The initial reaction was shock.

He was always so careful and they always used protection, so how did that happen??

I imagine he would leave for a few days just so he can clear his head and gather his thoughts.

Itachi is naturally a carer and also loves kids, so it doesn't take him long to come around. After a few days, he is already back to his s/o and they better believe he would not leave them for ANYTHING.

Very overprotective, sometimes quite unreasonable - even in the early stage of the pregnancy, he would insist on taking care of his s/o, cook for them, clean the house etc.

Does not like the idea of his lover leaving the house by themselves, mainly because he is paranoid that either Sasuke or any of his enemies would target them. He always accompanies them when they want to go out, and when he does, he keeps his arm wrapped around their back or shoulders.

As the pregnancy progresses, so do his worries, and if his s/o doesn't want to be overwhelmed by him, they have to set clear boundaries and let him know they need some space to breathe.

Totally a man who would deliver his baby at home!

The moment he heard his baby's cry, he started trembling. No one loves like the Uchiha after all, especially when it comes to their love for their children!

➤ Kakashi

Just like Itachi, for most of his life he was of the firm opinion he DOES NOT want kids.

His s/o, however, was the one that brought up the question at some point in their relationship, and since then he couldn't stop thinking about it.

When his lover told him they were pregnant he was surprised, but not shocked. With the amount of "practice" they were doing, it was bound to happen sooner or later.

I think internally he would be worried and stressing about his s/o, but he would try and act cool about it.

He would purchase dozens of books about pregnancy and would read them all the time. (including during missions and night outs with friends!) Guy and Kurenai would find it cute and would often discuss their own tips with him, while Genma and Anko would roll their eyes at their antics.

Knowing how important is for him to give space to his s/o, he would subtly help around the house, but would still let them go out on their own, do chores or if they are a ninja, even go to low-rank missions.

The more their belly grows, the more fascinated he becomes!

Very touchy - his hands are constantly on his s/o's belly, caressing it or sometimes just holding it.

Kakashi would do that only when his lover is asleep, but he is totally talking to his s/o's stomach and telling his baby random stories.

During the last months, he would also become quite overprotective.

He won't bother his s/o that much, but he won't allow anyone to get close to them, touch their stomach, or bother them for longer than few minutes.

Overall, very supportive and sweet partner, who is going to make his s/o's pregnancy as easy as possible, despite his own fear of failure.

➤ Naruto

0 clue about what's going on! 0!

At first he thinks it is exciting - having a baby is fun, right? You get to dress it, feed it, take it out... it is like playing with a doll!

Buys tons of clothes and toys literally a week after he found out his s/o is pregnant, despite not even knowing the gender yet. (yes, they had to return most of them!)

Comes with a ton of weird names for their little one, because he wants them to be 'unique'. Oinks, Huggy, and Nemar (which is just 'ramen' spelled backward!) were on the top of his list.

The first months are pretty nice and fun! When the hormones start to kick in, however...

I love Naruto, he is one of my fav boys, but I bet my soul that he is so annoying during his s/o's pregnancy!

He would not understand when he needs to give his s/o space and instead will be in their face 24/7. I imagine that he would also (try to) do some housework, but because he put only like 10% effort, his lover would have to constantly go after him and re-do it!

Lots of small petty fights!

Which would always end in Naruto bringing his s/o their favourite snack or takeaway, so it works out!

Very proud to be a future dad - he would go around the whole village, telling everyone how excited he is and how he can't wait to see the baby!

Not scared or nervous at all - he knows that in the end, everything is going to work out! Plus, he and his s/o are going to have each other, so why fear?

His s/o better be prepared to take care of TWO babies, because it would take a long time for this man to become serious and laid back!

cc artwork: Clement Tingry

#itachi uchiha #itachi x reader #itachi headcanons #kakashi hatake #kakashi x reader #naruto uzumaki x reader #naruto x reader #naruto imagines #naruto headcanons

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theninthdoor · 1 month

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virgo season🪻♍ mini tarot reading ࿔*

decks used || the druidcraft tarot, wild uknown animal spirit & the prism oracle. songs || shuffle pick from a random 2000s playlist. when picking a group, use your sun and/or rising signs. (disclaimer: based on current energies. all is alleged and for entertainment purposes only.)

🍊 Mutables | Gemini, Virgo, Sagittarius, Pisces Song: The Fray - How to Save a Life

Cards: page of pentacles reversed, king of pentacles, eight of swords, Tiger (reversed), Flow

So, my dear mutable signs... it seems like this upcoming Virgo season is all about you working on getting your life back together after a period of disruption. In these past few weeks or months, you might have found yourself a little more sensitive, more reactive and easily overwhelmed. Perhaps you were pushed by people or circumnstances to let go of certain habits or routines that were already well set in your life, and that has made you feel out of balance. Going forward, I still see some struggle when it comes to making up for the empty space, plus there might be times when you go from 0 to 100 in a blink of an eye - so having no energy or motivation, and then going straight to being the most proactive and productive person on the planet - and, of course, going from one extreme to another must take a toll on your mental, emotional and physical bodies. With that, I must remind you that self-care is very important here. Don't let yourself stay stuck in situations or patterns that haven't been serving you, because they will only keep adding on to the frustration and unrest, but also please make sure to consciously keep working at a pace that is healthy and sustainable, to make sure you don't burn out. One last thing that came through: making up with friends/family/acquaintances or reuniting after a challenging period of misunderstandings or non-communication. Watch out for how you express youself, and let them speak as well! Whatever has been broken, can be mended, but you also need to take some accountability and be fair. - This might not apply to everyone, but if you were looking for this message/confirmation, here it is.

🩰 Fixed | Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius Song: Sean Kingston - Beautiful Girls

Cards: five of swords reversed, eight of cups reversed, queen of swords, Dragonfly reversed, Love

the song???! 😭

So, for all my beautiful fixed signs (no pun intendend lol): this Virgo season will be all about you stepping back into your power. You're feeling yourself, taking care of yourself, being more social and having more vibrancy in general. There's just so much stuff you can't be bothered with anymore, and letting go of that is finally allowing new, beautiful energy to come into your life. However, that might come easier to some than to others... Even if you're not bothered with those things actively, they might still be hanging out at the back of your mind, popping in every now and then throughout your day. Don't ignore them, alright? But don't dwell on them either. You should be going about these matters with logic and patience, so they can be resolved properly and as soon as possible. I also feel now you're being a little more detached or acting a little colder towards certain people (if not all). You are definitely feeling more comfortable to put yourself out there and be more social, as a said, but there is still some distance that you're keeping between yourself and others. There's an aspect of self-protection here, but also self-love? You're self-protecting out of love for yourself, it feels like. After much trial and error, you have finally decided to give yourself what others haven't been able to. "I can buy myself flowers." I keep getting pulled to that Queen of Swords + the Dragonfly reversed (indicative that the energy is out of balance, which then points towards 'lack of concentration and a busy mind'), and that reminds me of Gemini - so whether that is you or someone you're dealing with this season, that whole energy should be around you in these upcoming weeks.

🍎 Cardinal | Aries, Cancer, Libra, Capricorn Song: Britney Spears - Circus

Cards: death reversed, the tower reversed, five of wands, Lion, Strength

When everything around you is falling apart, people aren't getting along, and it seems like you're having to walk on eggshells to avoid being pulled into conflict, you'll have to take it upon yourself to step into power and either act as a mediator between those conflicting sides, or force it all to be done with. You're tired of chaos, of noise, of people being selfish and reckless, and now you're looking for peace and order, and you know the change has to start with you. However, that doesn't mean you're going to be docile and quiet, neither aggressive or argumentative! We have both the Lion and Strength here, so this is moreso about having patience, determination and (self)control. Besides, some people might come out to poke you, provoke you, trying to get a strong reaction out of you - and sometimes they might get what they want, but here we have a reminder that you must really make an effort to keep it together and lead by example. - "There's only two types of people in the world / The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe." this part of the song in particular, feels relevant here. In general, in this Virgo season I see you taking on more responsibilities, perhaps also packing your schedule with new/more activities and events, or finally waking up after a slow, fruitless period, and deciding to clean up all the mess around you so you can get back to action. The final message that came through is about the Libra Venus transit, and it influencing you to pay more attention to your physical appearance. If you've been thinking about changing your style, haircut, starting or going back to getting your nails done, treating yourself to a spa day, getting a better skincare routine or something along those lines, this is the time to do that.

🌍 relevant transits: ⭒ mercury stations direct in leo on august 26th / shadow period ends on september 11th ⭒ venus enters libra (domicile) on august 29th ⭒ new moon in virgo on september 2nd ⭒ mars enters cancer (fall) on september 4th ⭒ mercury enters virgo (domicile) on september 9th ⭒ partial full moon lunar eclipse in pisces on september 17th

#tarot #tarot reading #astrology #monthly tarot reading #tarot services #pick a card #pick a pile #daily tarot #oracle reading #tarotcommunity #tarot reader

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kanmom51 · 1 year

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JM live 1 September 2023 20:54 or 8:54 pm KST

And a little bit about JK's same day live as well.

Part 1

Cr./The creators of the media used in this post.

So we got a live from JK at the start of the day. 12:55 am or 00:55 KST, and from JM in the evening, at 20:55 or 8:54 pm KST.

One opening the days birthday celebrations (or was he?) and the other closing them (in a sense).

Do we have numbers working for the two?

Let's see.

JK's live:

Super easy. Add the 1+2+5+5=13. Then add 0+0+5+5=10.

What?

13/10.

So we get JK's special day with JM's special day. How sweet.

JM's live: Add the 2+0+5+4=11. Then add the 8+5+4=17 and down to a single digit: 1+7=8.

Guess what we get.

8/11

And if you want just a little bit more utilize the date:

1/9/23

1+9+2+3=15

and Ta-dah...

8/11/15

Oh, and if it's numbers we are talking about, and if anyone has any kind of doubt that numbers mean so so much to JM and JK, well here's another little doozy.

JM's watch. Yes, the tens of thousands of dollars worth watch he was wearing during the live.

*Screenshot taken at 3:20 min. mark.

It's a little hard to see, but the time on his watch looks to be around the 3:27 mark.

I want to remind you that JM started his live at 8:54 pm KST. JM has been in SK for months and you would think his watch would be set to KST, no?

Screen shot at 8:24 min.

Screenshot of watch at 32:56 min. mark.

Deduct the live time stamp at every one of those given moments from the time on the watch and you will go back to 3:23/4.

Why, you may ask, am I making such a big deal about this?

Well, my dear friends, this is why:

JK's time of birth tattoo, just to remind you.

JK's time of birth being 3:23-24.

Did JM set his watch to start the live at 3:23-24? JK's birth time?

Wait, but that's not the end of it.

Because JM's watch is also of significance.

Launched in 1997.

What in the effing hell?

Like, if you have another explanation please do explain!!!

Watch not working? Nope, it is, time counting as the live goes on, all from the 3:23 mark.

Coincidence? Again? That his watch happens to be set at JK's birth time, and it also, by chance, being one launched same year JK was born? JK, who's birthday happens to be on that specific day? The person who JM tells us to wish happy birthday and that it's a "wonderful day"?

Please don't continue to say this is all a coincidence. Setting your watch to a time that happens to be JK's birth time, something we have been told in the past, something that JK tattooed on his own body, hence being of significance to him, and most obviously of significance to JM as well.

JM and JK might not be saying the words out loud, but shit, they sure are being as loud as hell about what they are to each other!!!

Ok, so I mentioned in passing JK's live. His almost 9 minute live. His totally out of character shorter than short live, even more so when we are talking about a birthday live. No cake. No candles. No playlist (he told us this was just the music that he left on when he left earlier and it's still playing). No patience, lol. He came, he said hi, he told us he was out with friends he was practicing with (wonder if the reason he came live is to explain who with and why he was out and about...), said he's suffering from insomnia and he has to sleep. Did a card trick...MAGIC... Lol, and ducked. Like even his goodbye was super super short. Now, you could say he had a tight schedule, which he does, and that he has to sleep, which he does. But JK was definitley not on his way to bed when he was doing that live, nor shortly after. He was happy and super hyped, and in NO WAY shape or form about to go to bed at that point.

We need to remember that when they say they have a schedule, it's not a 9 to 5 job. Many a times their days start at noon and later and they keep on working into the early hours of the morning. That is the nature of their work. So having a tight schedule doesn't necessarily mean he has to be up at 7 or 8 am and off to the company or wherever he needs to be in the morning.

You could claim he was excited because it was his birthday, and perhaps you would be right. But if it was the end of his night, then excited what for? Bed? Where he struggles to fall asleep? Nah, I don't think so.

So yeah, I think you know where I'm going with this.

Only that this time we didn't get a photo because there was no one around to buffer.

2019 JM flies back to Seoul to celebrate JK's birthday with him. 2020 JM was with JK on his birthday eve. 2021 we don't know, they didn't tell us, we got a selfie the next day in the safety of the company - not the two together alone at JK's or JM's. 2022 JM was also with JK on his birthday eve. We got to see and hear about it just after JK's birthday, and we had Jhope there as a buffer. Why buffer? So that god forbid they aren't spending his birthday eve alone at his place, especially if it's happening year after year after year, cause you know, people would say it means nothing but at the same time it means everything.

I'm going to say it out loud, and shoot me (not literally) if you wish, but this is a hill I am willing to die on. JK wrote his birthday message and very possibly was not planning to go live that night. Perhaps he did come live because of the photos that came out of him with the fans and the info about him being out and about that night. But for whatever reason JK did go live that night it was always going to be short and sweet. And I do believe that is because he had something else planned which is not going to sleep.

I do believe whatever he had planned was with JM. Period. That's what JK was anticipating, that's what he was excited and happy for, that's why he came for a couple of secs and jolted off.

And for those that are already running to the comments screaming "but JM said he only spoke with JK the day before his birthday to wish him happy birthday" I say: hold your horses, I will most definitley get to it and explain to y'all exactly how JM did not say that by no means. Take a breath, be patient, read on, you'll see why JM said no such thing.

The two of the men having the live the same day.

It kind of felt weird that of all days JM goes live on JK's birthday. Well, maybe weird isn't the right word, but curious is more fitting.

JM wanted to come live for some time now. He says that. But then why, of all days, choose this one?

JM himself tells us he wasn't planning to go live from home that day (while on his way to fetch the mood lamp to show us).

Both lives feel unplanned, rushed and unprepared. There. I said it.

Did either of them even plan to do these lives? Or, perhaps they were a consequence of circumstances? JK wanting to clarify his outing (knowing how this fandom rolls). And JM... why JM? Well, maybe there was actually a birthday live planned? Could that be? One at the company? Us finally getting a Jikook live? Or even just a proper JK live at the company with a cake and all? But JK's schedule ran later than expected maybe? Hence one boyfie coming to the rescue and going live in his stead?

All of the above is questions, queries, possible explanations as to why JM decided to go live from home on JK's birthday, even though he himself tells us this was not the plan. I don't have the answer to these questions, but it definitley does have me wondering.

Will continue this discussion with regards to JM later on in my post.

Let's get to talking about JM's live. Starting by his opening pic.

I have to tell you that first thought I had when seeing the photo was "is that JK?". The frame wasn't right, but the outfit most definitely was, lol.

And guess what?

He's wearing pants for the boys new favourite brand. I guess JM's the one wearing the pants in the house, lol. But then, are they his? They do seem a little on the bigger size.

So, first 17 minutes or so to the live JM talks a bit about not coming live for a while and how he wanted and yet didn't because he's been going through a bit of a personal journey. Not doing well enough in his March promotions, in his mind, had him frustrated and unhappy with himself. Him wanting to restart rather than fix what he feels might be lacking. Kind of resetting himself per say as an artist? In any case he's been doing a lot of introspection. I guess I've mentioned that already, lol. The feeling I got from what he was telling us is that he himself didn't know how to explain what he wanted to tell us. His words not thoroughly thought out, perhaps another sign as to him going live unprepared and before properly thinking out what he wanted to tell us.

JM talks about being at the Dior event. Being nervous and awkward. Also wanting to thank fans that came to see him.

JM is asked multiple times about his hands. Oh my, those hands.

And when I say multiple times, I mean MULTIPLE times, lol. And JM keeps reading those comments and keeps answering again and again and again that it's a scrape from him working out, doesn't hurt, not to worry. At one point, after he is talking about JK's birthday, telling us it's a wonderful day, lovely smile on his face, and asked yet again, he 'bites back' (if you can call if bite back, lol), telling the commenter to look for it later (as in go watch the live from the start when it's over and they will find out).

Is this the right time to discuss JM talking about JK's birthday?

I think it is.

At around the 18 minute stamp time this goes down:

He says Jungkookie, btw.

From the moment he said JK is very busy (he looks at the camera) and up to this point, when he talks about JK's health, not once does JM look at the camera. His eyes were all over the place. And that includes not looking at the camera when he said "I talked to him on the telephone yesterday too".

Remember this?

@dgtn brought this to my attention. JM's eye movement in this part of the live reminds of his eye movement while thinking just before he goes for the kill with JK and the "did you answer them".

Here's JM talking about Jungkookie's birthday. Look at his eyes.

(But that smile at the end...)

JM was definitely deep in thought as to what to say, how to word what he wanted to say for JK's birthday.

Several things to note.

Where to start?

I guess I'll start from the obvious.

People jumping on the wagon: "JM didn't see JK on his birthday. He said so. He said he talked to him yesterday...(to wish him happy birthday?)".

Me, I'm calling the bull.

And I will explain it to you too (foreshadowing).

JM, as usual, is very precise how he words what he wants to say.

His words in this instance:

He mentions JK's birthday today, tells us he's very busy and then says "I talked to him on the phone yesterday too..." and back to "he's really busy..."

"I talked to him on the phone yesterday too..."

Let's take this apart, why don't we?

JM spoke with JK on the phone.

The conversation happened yesterday.

What did they talk about? He doesn't tell us. But mentioning JK being busy before he talks about the phone call and after he talks about the phone call. It feels like this is what he is telling us they spoke about.

So far so good, right?

And then we have two words/things said/or not said that are EVERYTHING here.

One word that he says, the other something that is not said and, at least to me, is super loud and super important and was omitted purposefully.

First word is "too".

I talked to him yesterday too...

TOO.

Leaving the context of the sentence open to interpretation.

Could be any of these:

I talked to him yesterday too just like I speak to him every day?

I talked to him yesterday too because I spoke to him today as well?

I talked to him yesterday too because I was also seeing him later on as well to celebrate his birthday with him?

As for what was missing, well to me it was quite obvious.

JM does not tell us that he wished JK happy birthday.

There was no "I talked to him yesterday too and wished him happy birthday".

JM makes sure to tell us he spoke with JK yesterday (which is not on JK's birthday). Makes sure to add the TOO, but forgets to say that's also when he wished him happy birthday? I think not.

JM is super measured. He is so very careful in what he says and how he says it, especially when it comes to JK. This man not saying it means the words were added or omitted on purpose. And not telling us he wished JK happy birthday in that phone call, well, makes it clear that the phone call in question was definitley not the end of it. Because there is no way in hell that JM would not wish JK happy birthday personally (not via an IG post that JK wouldn't see anyway not being on IG).

Since when would JM not wish JK happy birthday? The man is telling us to wish JK happy birthday, telling us it's a wonderful day, setting his watch to JK's birth time. The man that flew back from Paris to be with JK on his birthday. And also let us know he did it. He wouldn't have wished JK happy birthday himself? And this man wouldn't tell us so either?

Nah. This is JM telling us he spoke with JK, something he does all the time, and that the conversation he's talking about has nothing to do with JK's birthday.

And yeah, by omitting that he's also letting us know that he had another opportunity, one he isn't letting us in on, in which he got to wish JK happy birthday.

PERIOD!

JM talking about JK looking after his health. The way those two worry about each other.

Did I mention the pause as JM finishes talking about JK? It being a wonderful day? The smile on his face?

Oh, and JK mentions JK's birthday once more at the end of the live as well when summing up the live.

Thank you JM for reminding us once more it's JK's birthday and that it was one of those things in your live worth mentioning in your own recap of the live.

Now, I know that there are idiots that are dragging Mingyu for saying he met JK yesterday (on his birthday) and ate with him.

Well, dragging Mingyu on the one hand for what? Saying he met up with his friend on his birthday? That by doing so he was dissing JM? And others, on the other hand, using this, very stupidly, to prove that a busy JK would rather meet up with Mingyu than with JM.

Are we forgetting what JM told us? Well, JK too? That JK is super busy? Most likely in the Hybe building. You know, where Mingyu also comes to work, being in Seventeen, another Hybe band. Could they have met up at Hybe? Of course they could have. Could they even maybe have met up for a meal break at Hybe? Of course they could have. Mingyu was doing the live in a company car, probably on his way home from work looking super tired. So yeah. Chances are that they met at Hybe.

And as for JM, well, you already know where I stand on that one.

JM and JK most definitely saw each other on JK's birthday. Most likely right after JK's live.

Ok, this one is getting a little too long. So I think I'll leave you all here at the moment, let it all sink in, and come back with a part 2 that will include our little house tour and a few more interesting points - well for me at least, lol.

To be continued...

#Jimin #JM #JM live #JM Weverse live #Jungkook #JK #JK birthday #JK birthday 2023 #Jikook #Kookmin #Minkook

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ma1dita · 9 months

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'en route' - i. imaginary friend

pictures are not mine, 3rd is a photo concept by @geloyconcepcion on ig

read along here (will update) : part ii, part iii, part iv

song of the chapter: revolution 0 by boygenius

en route playlist: here

words: 3.9k

summary: pt ¼ of ‘en route’. You and James are kindred spirits. Fighting in the First Wizarding War just seems to be your only escape.

warnings: no use of y/n, religious iconography sprinkled here and there, depictions of loss/war, angst, unhappy(?) marriage, fake marriage, twin flames vibe, they’re just kids they should be at the club bro

a/n: setting the scene is always so hard LOL. i love writing morally grey characters, please feel free to comment if you want to be added onto the taglist, or scream at me <3 thanks for the patience, you won’t have to wait as long for the next part lol

(posted 12/28/23, might come back to edit)

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END OF MARCH 1980

There’s not a lot of things you like to remember about the year 1980. The memories blur together, highly repressed in a busy corner of your mind, and if someone held you at wandpoint to ask about what happened, you’re not sure where to begin. You don’t talk about it much anymore, but if you did, it wouldn’t be sufficient to put it in a few simple words.

And maybe if you did, the remembering wouldn’t hurt as much. With little physical things to hang onto, however—holding onto this hurt reminds you it was real.

From what you can remember anyway, it all started on his birthday.

You felt eyes on you as soon as you stormed into the room. In this congregation of people trying to save the world, it was easy to feel unseen in your struggles to keep moving forward. A pair of kaleidoscope eyes meet yours for a small moment, and that’s when you knew it was risky. It’s easy to hide in a crowd of Aurors enjoying the reprieve from the reality of the world outside of headquarters’ protected doors, fading into the background.

But he saw you, and that was terrifying–to be perceived.

Frank Longbottom pours you a pint, and you nod your head in thanks, taking a long sip before settling down into a chair at the bar. The same pair of eyes see through you, past your hunched frame, down to the core of your grief. Something about it resonates with him deeply, and the boys notice his attention is away from the conversation they’re having in the living room.

“She's pretty, yeah? French, I think. Never says more than a few words to anyone though, I tried. All business,” Sirius mumbles to his best friend over a glass of firewhiskey.

James looks up at Sirius from his position in the armchair, his head tilted to one side in curiosity at the way you fold into yourself.

"Yeah, I guess," James replies reluctantly. "I've never properly spoken to her, but I can tell she's very... mellow."

“Heard she lost people. The war hasn't been kind to her like it has to a lot of us. Don't know if she'll budge, Prongs. Some pages are best left unturned,” Remus says, shuffling a deck of cards between his scarred fingers. Sirius grunts in response, not caring for the conversation as he takes another sip of his drink.

James knows now what he recognizes within you. Grief has been looming over him too, latched onto his spine, weighing him down as the responsibilities grow by the day. His eyes flicker to his wife’s baby bump as she stands near the window laughing at something Marlene and Peter were acting out. Lily falling pregnant was his sign to get his shit together, because if he didn’t, who would?

Like a shadow, you shy away from the light and laughter that fills the room. But there was no escape once he started walking in your direction. There was no grandiose introduction, no heart-stopping, earth-shattering moment. Both consumed by grief unseen by most, two people sat at the bar in silent reverence of each other’s breathing, daring the other to say something.

“Didn’t know I was crashing your birthday Potter. Seems I don't have a gift,” you say suddenly, words rushing out as your eyes trace his profile.

A beat passes.

His head bobs up and for a second you think you’ve said the wrong thing until you realize he’s smiling. He looks up grinning like the devil, eyes meeting yours with a smile you could only describe as radiant. It stirs something deep within you, and you watch your hands reach toward your butterbeer to avoid his searing gaze.

“Terrible time to have a party anyway. I think it’s more for them than it is for me.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” you scoff lightly, and his head jerks towards you as you continue, “You’re a bit too happy for my liking.”

“Oh?” His body turns to follow, knees bumping against yours under the bartop.

“How come you know so much about me then? You don’t give any of us a chance with you.”

James says this jokingly, but a part of it rings true like a punch in the gut. You were so impressionable, left soft and malleable by the grief that became you that you found it quite infuriating that someone like him could be so happy in the middle of a war like this one.

A noise of acknowledgement leaves your throat and he watches your fingers clench around the glass. Too much? Change the subject.

“What’s the ‘T’ necklace you have on?”

The chain swings against your chest as you adjust yourself on the barstool, becoming aware of the weight of it.

“What?”

“What does it mean? Must be important to you, whoever this fellow is. See you wear it every day,” he says adamantly, before backtracking and realizing how stalkerish that sounds.

“Potter, have you never met a Christian?” Your eyes dart between him and his hands on the bartop, more glaringly, the platinum wedding band on his left hand. Surely, anything should be more interesting than conversing with a stranger at his own party.

“A who? Who’s Christian? Are you?”

The beginning of a smile breaks onto your face like daybreak. It’s refreshing, he thinks. He doesn’t think he’s made someone smile like that in a while.

“You idi–,” you exhale, “It’s not… Muggles don’t have magic like us, so they have belief systems. Higher power they believe in. Weren’t you Head Boy at Hogwarts, how did you pass Muggle Studies?”

“Elective. Do you believe in that stuff? God and what not?”

Your calf brushes his pant leg accidentally. Why can’t you stop fidgeting? He makes you nervous, all these questions, and then you blurt your response out in rapid succession that he’s almost unable to catch it.

“No. Maybe. My parents did, and God was important to them, so I wear this necklace because of it. They’re important to me. I used to before I found out I was a witch. Used to pray that God would save me, make me something other than mundane—well, here I am now. Not quite sure if he heard me.”

It hits you that the last time you’ve been able to speak about your parents like this was at their funeral two months back. Right before you joined the Order, and sitting here in front of James suddenly feels stifling. You roll your jacket sleeves up, hyperaware that he’s watching your every move.

He keeps his tone light, but the smile on his face is kind as he mutters, “You think some bloke up top is calling all the shots for everyone?” James says this without judgment and your breath quivers.

“I don’t know, but I think things happen for a reason. I’m still trying to find out what that exactly is.”

His pinky nudges yours on the sticky bartop, and his glasses slide down the bridge of his nose as he tilts his head in thought.

“Did. Is the believing past tense?”

You’re not sure what’s changed in the past few minutes that’s made you comfortable in his presence, but you crack a joke before you think too hard.

“My parents are. Past tense.”

Laughter spills out of you like the bubbles on your refilled pint glass, and James scrunches his face, holding back until his shoulders are shaking from the effort.

“Merlin….yeah. Mine too.”

Oh.

You look at him through your eyelashes, silence filling the space between you two as the rest of the party goes on in the background. James clinks his glass with yours, and there’s a silent understanding that bridges between you, connecting you together.

—

END OF APRIL 1980

“You know if we’re gonna be friends, you should probably call me James.”

The two of you were left sitting in the den to deliberate on the mission you were being sent at the end of this week. Three whole months with James Potter could be a nightmare. But it could also be quite fun, you think, watching him flick through the mission files with a quirk in his lip that can only signal mischief. Signing away your life wouldn’t be so bad if you had him to keep you company. You’d never tell him that though.

“Will we be? You don’t seem that excited.”

“Excited to be shipped away from everyone we know is definitely a statement, love.”

“I’m not eager if that’s what you’re insinuating. Just feel obligated, especially if it helps the cause. That’s why you’re here, right?” Right. In a war like this one, ordinary people like you and him pay the highest price. But nothing seemed ordinary about you, like a complex puzzle he was constantly wracking his brain to figure out. There are aspects of your personality that come to light the more he talks to you over these past few weeks, almost luring him in so he can unveil the secrets you hold. Why do you put yourself on the front lines like this, mission after mission? Who do you have in your life that makes you want to fight against the odds? What do you think of to keep you going? Why can’t he stop thinking about you?

He blinks, before looking at you, “S’not that I don’t want to go with you, and do my duty, I just…”

“You love it. I can see it in your eyes, you were trouble at school, weren’t you?” James’ smile gets wider, thinking back to the last few years, before everything went to shit. Back when it was easier, just him and his three friends, and his biggest worry was getting Lily Evans to look at him.

“Just a lot to worry about. People to take care of.” His mind falls back to his wife sitting at home, probably wondering why he isn’t back from the Order meeting, getting more agitated by the minute. He thinks of the nursery he still needs to set up, and the legal affairs he’s left behind after his parents’ death. He thinks of checking in on his boys, who barely know how to take care of themselves if they don’t come over for dinner, and finally, he exhales.

“You?“

It’s an honest question, and by asking it, he extends himself to you, an insight into the burdens he carries with him daily. The difficulty and complexity of having a large capacity to love is carrying the weight until you cannot.

“Just me and my rucksack. Gives me something to do.” You give him a tight-lipped smile, busying yourself with packing the supplies Dumbledore gave you two earlier. Vials of Polyjuice Potion, two golden wedding bands, magically enhanced IDs— it was like playing pretend. That’s all this has to be. Easy enough.

James looks at you and understands a bit more. You need this job. And if he’s being honest, so does he.

“I still wonder what would happen if it doesn’t work out, don’t get me wrong. But then I think, what if it does? What if no one else has to die?” A noise of agreement rises from his throat as he straightens his posture on the couch.

War shouldn’t be an escape, much less a distraction to two people grieving. There are countless muggles and wizards alike losing their lives to a genocide of people undeserving of a fate dictated by a person who plays god. But when you’re fighting for your life before you can even legally drink in some countries, there are two things left to consider when making a decision: to choose something difficult or to choose wrong.

And neither of you have ever found anything easy. Not in this life at least.

He sighs. James really needs to get home.

“Well…We will be friends by the end of this. I’m sure. Already gonna be married to you anyways,” he jokes.

“Don’t get used to it, what a pity that would be for your ego,” you gripe, but a trace of amusement is present on your lips as you watch him stand up to leave.

“We’ll see about that, love.”

He apparates home. Onto the next difficult thing.

When James told Lily that he’d be on a mission for the latter half of her pregnancy, she didn’t take it well. But to be honest, with everything going on, James couldn’t help but feel exasperated. How bad is his marriage that he’d rather risk his life instead of tending to his family’s needs? James sits at the dining table listening to her yell, and he feels extra heavy today, wondering how he feels so ancient at 20 years old.

Years ago he dreamed of this, a wife, kids, a pretty townhouse. But this isn’t what he quite imagined. He looks at his wife as she paces around the room, hand on her bump, red hair spreading little fires as she goes. She’s his everything. Truly. He spent years trying to even find that spark in her, dedicated his life to her, and gave up everything to take care of her—but she struggled a lot these past few months. Her pregnancy brought on incendiary words falling upon him like lashes as she blamed him for moving too quickly. Blamed him for the fact they’ve felt like strangers in this little house. But with his parents both sick, getting married seemed like the next right thing.

An owl flits to his kitchen window once Lily storms out again, leaving nothing but ashes of her disappointment in her wake. Ashes, ashes… James wonders where his spark has gone. He hates to disappoint.

Just wanted to owl and check in. I found myself thinking about you and wanted to make sure you’re okay, with everything changing so quickly. Hope you and your wife figure it out, I’ll be on the 11 AM Knight Bus tomorrow outside Diagon Alley regardless. See you.

He thinks of you, so brave and filled with a spark he used to recognize within himself. This isn’t wrong, he reasons, just difficult. But he won’t admit that taking his wedding band off before settling onto the couch was easier than he thought it would be. He feels lighter. As he takes off his glasses and stares at the ceiling of his living room that night, James wonders how much longer he can ignore his problems by not looking at them properly. How much longer does he have to carry the weight? When will someone help him carry the load?

For now, he tries to sleep. One step at a time, James. Like always. There’s a mission he has to start tomorrow. And he doesn’t want to disappoint you.

—

You’re not surprised when he turns up to your meeting point the next morning, not addressing him when you stick your wand hand out to summon the bus. He bites back a smile, knowing you were right and thinking you see right through him. Now look who’s the eager one.

After paying eleven sickles each, you lead him to a window seat, ignoring the babbles of other passengers as you look out the window.

“You ever think about all these people, with their little lives and everything they have to do?” you pipe up, head against the glass. James scoffs, “I always think about other people. Sometimes I wonder if anyone thinks of me like that. If anyone worries as you do over strangers.”

“I thought we were friends,” you say coyly, still not looking at him, and his heart skips a beat. Probably nerves. “You think Dumbledore cares that he’s sending off two teenagers to fight a war and save the wizarding world?”

“I’m an adult, thank you very much.”

“We’re kids, James,” You look at him, and he blinks at the sound of his given name falling from your lips that he almost loses the next part of your sentence, “we’re kids working towards a bigger picture of world peace. Isn’t that fucking insane that this what our lives amount to?”

He couldn’t agree more, but his forehead creases at your tone.

“Why do you act like your best years are behind you? There’s a lot to live for still,” he murmurs knowingly.

He pats your thigh and the only thing you notice is the tan of his hand against his missing wedding band. Soon it will be replaced by one that binds him to you, temporarily, but it’s jarring all the same. You shake off the uneasy feeling that rises in your stomach.

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.”

James is doing that thing again, the whole savior complex bit that you notice is one and the same with his trying hard to be carefree personality. But you’re coming to learn that James cares. A lot.

—

“Apartment 11B?”

“Uh, yeah.”

Two swigs of Polyjuice Potion did the job once you stepped off the bus and walked through town to the place you’ll inhabit for a fourth of the year, and quickly, you both become unrecognizable to even each other. A blonde eyebrow looks at you under James’ glasses at your hesitation, so you clear your throat.

“For Mr. and Mrs. Fawley. We just got married, you see. Newlywed jitters.” His voice is lighter and more posh as his hand reaches out to rest on your shoulder.

“Hmm, yes. Harry—er…Henrietta and Draco–” the receptionist squints at her paper, and you sigh at how pretentious the names sound together. Not in this life. You ought to wring Alice’s neck. That girl loves to make stories, and the more frilly your personas she created, the more difficult it’ll be to upkeep.

“No need, Etta and Drake are fine, love,” you say with a more confident grin, leaning against your faux husband.

The keys slide across the countertop, and you walk to the elevator, hand in hand until you’re out of sight. As you approach the door, James crouches a bit and puts his hands on his knees.

“What are you doing?”

“Jump up. Gotta carry you over the threshold.”

“Shut up, Drake,” reminding yourself to use his false name in case someone’s watching, but he looks at you with a shit-eating grin.

“Exactly. Just in case. Come on, just indulge me.” You shake your head in disbelief but hop onto his back all the same. Not exactly traditional, but it stirs up a feeling in you that you haven’t felt before. He carries you through the doorway and spins you once, twice, three times before you squeal and he giggles, placing you gently onto the sofa. It’s a cozy apartment with enough space for the two of you, cream walls, and a small kitchen with an island overlooking the entertaining space. The hallway leads to what you presume is the only bedroom, and there’s a nervous energy that sifts through the air as you both place protective charms everywhere, to ward off prying eyes and ears. How intimate. James falls back onto the sofa with a huff, sitting next to you, and both of you are unsure of what to say.

“I can take the sofa,” he says into the silence, and you turn to look at him incredulously.

‘For three months? James, I can't ask you to do that.”

“You’re not asking. I’m offering.”

“You’re gonna be hunched over by the end of the week. What if we rotate?”

There’s no disagreement, feeling the springs in the cushion beneath your bottoms already. James perks up, leaning over to grab something from his bag, and by the time he leans back up, he looks like himself again, the small dose of Polyjuice wearing off. You can feel your hair go back to its original shade and texture, and he smiles wider when he sees your face.

“Look what I got. Remus gave it to me back at Hogwarts but I never really used up all the film. Thought we could take some pictures and look back on this one day.” It’s sweet, how he loves his friends like they’re an extension of himself. You reckon you don't have anyone like that, smiling at him fumbling with the tiny camera in his hands.

“It’ll take a while to develop. Gotta keep it safe if we’re making it out of this,” you say, taking it from him and throwing yourself back onto the backrest leaning against him to point and shoot one of yourselves in this moment, disheveled and domestic. The flash goes off and he looks like a deer in headlights, making you cackle.

“You miss them?” He’s not sure who you’re referring to, so he rattles on anyway. He loves talking about the people he loves.

“The boys…Just miss being kids at Hogwarts, y’know? The end of the world back then was not getting enough O’s on NEWTs. You?”

“Mhm. None of them are in Britain though. They came for my parents’ funeral, and they always say they’ll visit but…That’s my fault too, I guess.” You tuck your leg underneath you, turning to face him, and he’s cuddled up against a throw pillow.

“Your parents were awesome. Didn’t know them well besides your dad being in the Order and stuff, but they were really brave. Your mom hugged me at my parents’ burial and I think that was the first time I let myself cry after they died. That’s one of the few things I remember from that day.”

A breath of air escapes your lungs at his anecdote. It’s been a few months since they passed but you’ll never stop missing them.

“I don’t remember a lot from theirs either. It’s all kind of been a blur since. I think I remember you and Sirius smoking in the back and him offering me a cigarette.” He laughs silently at the memory of his best friend.

“No one ever talks about how much there is to do after your parents die,” he says, and you roar with agreement.

“Yes! I’m still battling out their assets in court! It’s difficult to live life alone, thinking they’ve set you up for the future, but feeling like a rug’s been pulled out from underneath you. I just wish…They left this world together, y’know? And that’s great, but sometimes I feel selfish wondering what will happen to me.”

James nods slowly, taking your words in. He’s never had anyone to talk about this with, people pitying him instead, or acting like it didn’t matter, but it’s been almost a year and he can’t go to bed without thinking about how his parents died a week apart because even in death, they couldn’t be away for long. James wonders if you’ve noticed that he hasn’t talked about missing his wife, and the selfishness you mentioned prods at him. He smiles grimly, and takes the ring box from your bag, asking for your hand.

“Hey. You’re never gonna be alone again, alright? Not if it’s up to me.”

You roll your eyes as he flips the cover open, revealing the two gold bands, yours with a sizable diamond in the center.

“Do you think I’d give you that much power over me, James? This is all fake.”

“Fake marriage, but a true promise. I think you might, eventually.”

He slides the ring onto your left ring finger, sealing it with a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

—

“The first time you caught my eye it was not love at first sight. Instead, a quiet curiosity was planted in my chest and I knew it was only a matter of time before you sunk beneath my bones and nurtured this deep-seated familiarity into a love so fierce that I would question if I had ever been in love before.” - Lyra Wren

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goxjo · 1 month

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HII I LOVE UR BLOG SM ITS SO PRETTY😭❤️

I wanted to ask how you make your cute PNGs with no bg and the animated thin lines???

They’re so cute (T T)

Hi nonnie, thank you that's honestly so sweet of you!!! Sorry for the delay, I got a little busy and tried to see if there are any free sites you can use to make these. Before I get to the tutorials tho I’d like you to know that you can totally request animated dividers from me lol (I’ve taken a couple before here!) just send me a few hex codes / theme colors + bg / transition colors (optional) <33

Anywhoooo I use photoshop for everything but the tutorials below the cut have free-to-use friendly options (I believe!!) ++ I made a separate post for the animated thin lines because tumblr only lets me upload one video per post!!

Tutorial on how I make my banners <3

⟢ ┈ for this tutorial, you can use Photoshop (Paid) or GIMP (Free)

GIMP was my 'training ground' for photoshop lol and the tutorial is pretty much the same for both editors.

I use the wand tool to remove plain / obvious BGs and the pen tool to remove any stubborn parts that the wand tool can't detect (some people prefer masking but this is just how I like to do it)

++ YouTube tutorials are pretty much available for both tools, and unfortunately I don't think there's any way around learning how to use them + the pen tool might be a little tough to get the hang of at first, but you'll get there!

FYI, I tried to use a few 'free bg remover' sites and they don't really do the trick for me :c Canva Pro has one bg remover tool but I haven't tested it out for myself!

Here's a quick little vid lol, I used my darling Eliza as an example + it's sped up to 4x!! Tip: You may add a green (or any vibrant color) layer at the bottom just so you can clearly spot any "strays" (also, my apologies just bc this is a very rough clean up pffft)

After 'cleaning up' I like to color panels with my signature colors <33 I usually just add a color overlay (double click / right click the layer + select ‘blending options’) and play around with blend modes

FYI, some people use Picsart to color their banners but tbch, I played around with it once before and I really just have no patience for the tool I'm sorry ;-;

I'm using Vivid Light @ 50% opacity for this example (it's also more or less what I used for the one on my pinned)

The rest is really just about layering + framing!! (if you're happy with the colors of your panel, you can absolutely do everything else on Canva Free)

For my banners, I almost always use this heart shape I got off google:

For the heart layer itself, I set 'Fill' @ 0% and use the outer glow feature in blending options so it looks something like this: (it looks transparent now but it becomes more vibrant when uploaded)

Then I put my 'cleaned' PNGs inside the heart, crop / remove borders (using the wand tool!!!), add sparkles (totally randomly placed lol) or other brushes, add a BG if I want, and that's it! All that's left is to export as PNG <33

BUUUUT AT THE END OF THE DAY If cleaning up panels / images is too much work (I know it is lol), you can always try to look for 'transparent [keyword]’ (e.g., transparent manga) images / panels here on tumblr or on pinterest. Most of them are free to use anyway + recolored too!! That way you can edit them more liberally on sites like Canva (Free) that more or less have similar options.

#nani?!#nonnie chan ♡#!edits #banners #banner tutorial #theme resources #transparent png #manga panel #png #aesthetics

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artfightdramaconfessions · 3 months

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unimportant rant i need to get off my chest and throw to the void bc i think my friends are tired of hearing me complain lol but i think the thing about the tag search that gets me is how disheartening it is to even FIND other people's characters within a certain tag now. i do understand where its good in the sense that any "new" ocs wouldve automatically been first with a chronological search burying others that have been there for years, but im looking in a specific fandom tag and ill have to refresh the page 2-3 times sometimes just to get a new set of characters. which i know there is a lot of ocs in the tag too its not one with like 5 people it just feels incredibly limiting? like its just rng at this point and i have to wonder how many cool characters are being buried underneath the ones ive seen 5 times in the last 7 refreshes. and (admittedly my very selfish) other thought is wondering will anyone see my characters either. (i dont think so highly of myself that im assuming if someone sees my ocs theyll draw them, but it feels like there isnt even really a chance anymore for that to happen) literally a test of patience now also it kinda sucks for those of us that dont use the discord or have a social following or something. i know the easy answer to this problem ill be told is just "apply to hitlists" or "talk in the discord" but i dont want to have to play a social game and navigate a place people are always complaining about for good reason or do basically oc job applications (and i dont think anyone should HAVE TO) just to have their ocs found on the actual website. that they submit them to. and tag to be found. for people to be able to find and view and draw. i do intend to attack people first (and i dont expect revenges back or anything like that, i know that the point of artfight is to have fun drawing other peoples characters and i absolutely will even if i get 0 art in return) but thats not the point. it just feels bad you have to jump through hoops to even find other characters to have fun drawing and giving people art in the first place. straight up miserable to get to the fun part at this point. not gonna let it ruin it for me but i get frustrated every time i go looking to find ocs i want to draw (and im always proved right because i keep finding new ocs when i check on different days so im sure im still missing more)

#submission

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thegamingcatmom · 2 months

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Hello! Hope your day is going good!

I say as I pull out an idea fresh from the brain oven, I've another idea 👀

Set after whoevers gotten the first kiss

3 words: lip balm smooch

Starting off with kate obviously cause she would start this shit:

Kate eyeing MC in the bathroom mirror as she applies whatever flavoured coloured lip balm or whatever

Kate:"What flavour is that?"

MC sees her in the mirror eyeing her:"uh....cherry"(or whatever flavour idk)

Kate:"can I try"

MC:"???sure?" As she holds out the tube

Kate pulls her by the front of her shirt and kisses her

Tanya seeing this from a distance >:0

Tanya trying to pull the same trick on MC later either goes one of two ways

Before MC puts on lip balm

Tanya asks and MC immediately holds out the lip balm

MC:"Here you go," knowing she's not gonna give her the chance

Tanya:"no, I'd rather how you did it with kate"

2 options if MC answers no:

Tanya gets huffy puffy tantrum-ish

Unfair

Tanya raises an eyebrow serious expression:"you want to try that again?"

MC nervous energy:*deep sigh* puts on the lip balm to get smooched

This is clearly before Irina gives in

And then irina unknowing to the whole lip balm shenanigans asks to try her lip balm?

MC? Terrified, unsure which way Irina wants the lip balm

And has to ask in definite fear, tears in eyes? Idk, cause she doesn't want an angry irina

Irina hears this asks what's the other way

And then just being annoyed with her sisters and takes the lip balm tube

Or MC assumes it's the smooch way and irina? Irritated at it and swipes the lip balm outta her hands

-📚 anon >:)

Well, hello there...

AND LISTEN-

(I gotta admit, I was a smidge confused at first to read "terrified" and "Irina" in the same sentence. But then I was like "ahhh, we´re in that universe now" and it all made sense. 💀)

Kate, the lil shit, would DEFO pull smt like this. She´d use anything she can get her hands on and weaponize it to get herself some lady loving while *affectionate* striking down her sisters at the same time yeye.

And don´t get me started on MC, MY GOD-

Can she get any more blissfully ignorant?? Like, girl-

(She´s adorable.)

The sisters could hold up a blinking neon sign reading-

"WILL U BE MY OUR VALENTIRE??"

(Got it? Cause valentine + vampire = valent-

...nvm)

And MC probs STILL wouldn´t get it (also because she has no idea vampires even exist, as @feastingonfanfiction kindly pointed out). Or more like she adamantly refuses to get it. Stubborn thing.

As for Tanya?

I do enjoy seeing her suffer a bit, so MC´s not gonna give into her just like that.

Not with that attitude.

Tanya could "threaten" her all she wanted (she´s like a spitting kitten, bish pls), and MC would just be there like-

...Okay?

YKNOW-

Like, girl´s over it by now.

With that said, I think Tanya would be all huffy and puffy about it with a smidge of her usual indignation when it comes to MC rejecting her (the audacity), but still in a refined way (cause she´s still a Queen leader) like-

Tanya, most indignant: "...I asked nicely."

(That has become her go-to line btw.)

MC, most unimpressed: "And I declined nicely."

(That has become MC´s go-to line btw.)

That´s that. Conversation´s over. Tanya will brood for the rest of the day while MC´s just gonna...go about her day?? I guess??? What else is she supposed to do??

(Our proud coven leader gotta learn to have some damn patience, and MC´s only all too happy to remind her.)

YKNOW??? 😩

(It´s like witnessing kids fight over the same toy, honestly. If one has it, the other MUST have it too, despite having had it only minutes ago. 🤦‍♀️)

And Irina? Being kinda unaware of things (because she doesn´t give a damn anyway)?? Just wanting to go about her day with her usual "u better not talk to me" face?? Entirely used to all that shit and just as done as MC about it???

YES TO ALL OF THAT.

Like, honestly-

Out of the three of them, Irina is probs the...nicest??? Despite her attitude???

YKNOW??

Like yes, she might try and get a bite in at some point (someone still owes her a dinner, after all), but she´s being honest about it. So, when it comes to mind games, Irina is actually the one you gotta worry about the least, is what I´m saying.

She´s still mean af (she does wanna eat MC´s face, after all), but it´s in a straightforward way. Unlike her sisters, whose intentions aren´t always 100% clear.

Like, LISTEN-

Girl just wants to go about her day as she usually would, aight?? Stay clear of her, and she´ll (perhaps) do the same for you. Aight? Got it? Good. Now-

(And don´t ruin her morning.)

So, when it comes to that lip balm dilemma, she´s probs just gonna go like-

"Ugh, don´t waste my time, mortal. And stop looking at me like that. Just gimme the damn thing."

*proceeds to aggressively take the lip balm*

...

*comes to the conclusion that it is quite...adequate*

*proceeds to aggressively hand back the lip balm*

*storms off without another word*

*proceeds to search the internet for the damn thing*

YKNOW??? 😭

Thank you for sharing another one of your ideas with me. I absolutely love reading them - they really get my gears turning. ⚙️❤️

(Your other ask shall be answered soon, btw. 😜)

Have a great day! 💋

#tumblr asks #twilight #the twilight saga #the denalis #denali coven #the denali sisters #tanya denali #kate denali #irina denali #The Sisters #ao3

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shepherds-of-haven · 2 years

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Lena, who's the best with kids and who just can't deal with them?

Best to worst with kids:

Trouble - all children who meet him are instantly half-obsessed with him even if he is paying them no mind, he radiates fun young uncle energy, even the neighborhood kids adore him and all rush and clamor to talk to him as he's walking down the street. Although he's definitely capable of entertaining them and having fun with them, he's usually not even that excited to hang out with kids, he just treats them casually like "oh hey kids, scoot on out of the way would ya" and they're obsessed

Shery - she adores hanging out with kids and is very sweet with them (I'm half-convinced she'd make an excellent daycare worker or grade school teacher in a modern AU), and the older ones like her enough to take pity on her and not let their unruly peers run roughshod over her, so she's very well-liked by children!

Chase - he is instantly popular and well-liked by kids, but has 0 interest typically in hanging out with them or talking with them beyond exchanging pleasantries. It's like if he happens to be passing through, he'll tousle Caine's hair and give him a toy he swiped picked up from somewhere and wink and be like "it's our little secret" or idk take some time out of his day to set a bad example for them and teach them how to pick a lock or something, but he's not volunteering to babysit, like "okay kids, who wants to go to the zoo??" In short, he prefers adult company, but is at ease and affable with kids as he is with pretty much everybody, and they tend to love him!

Briony - she is always excited to hold babies and really young kids/toddlers gravitate to her and really cling on to her! She will cheerfully talk to little kids around Caine's age, but half of them are in awe of her and get quite shy, and half of them sense her desperate desire to be liked by them and are not too impressed with her, if that makes any sense, lol. Like, the harder she tries to have fun with them and be cheery and enthusiastic, like "Oh, what are you playing, that looks fun!", some of them may be like "😒... yeah it is... so anyway, we were going to play Rangers of Blest... (making it clear she's a poser)" but 75% of the time, she is great with kids!

Red (pretty much tied with Briony) - pretty good with kids both in attitude and as a caretaker/babysitter (like he's definitely one of the more responsible caretakers you could pass a kid off to), but not typically super interested in hanging out with them or playing with them as their sole guardian for an extended period of time unless he has to. They usually like him well enough but tend to be more interested in the more exotic Shepherds! Caine's friends tend to assume he's boring for some reason without even ever talking to him lol

Ayla - pretty good with kids, they love that she cusses and talks to them like they're adults, and I could totally see her being the fun, badass aunt, but she can also be a bit straightforward/harsh and typically has no patience for crying or big emotions, so it really depends on the kid! Kids of Caine's age and hardiness are obsessed with her, but she'd probably do worse with younger kids like toddlers, especially if they're sensitive!

Tallys - she is excellent with infants and taking care of them, but just so-so with kids who are a little older (like 5-11 years old). She tends to be a bit privately annoyed by their incessant talking or questions if they're chatty, but commands an effortless authority just by speaking quietly to them, and they tend to be really in awe of her and obey her instantly. So it doesn't tend to be a really warm, fun relationship where she matches their energy and is like "yeah!! let's play pretend and act like we're pirates!!", but she'd probably be a really great instructor!

Halek - kids tend to be OBSESSED with him--probably because he's so tall and he just tiredly lets them climb all over him like a swarm of monkeys without doing anything--and he's a fairly decent caretaker, but the look on his face is usually just one of miserable patience, it's not like he's having fun lol

Lavinet - kids tend to be indifferent to her, and she of them. Unless they're quiet, well-behaved, really articulate children (usually this applies to the noble class, the way she grew up) she hardly notices them and will exchange token courtesies and pleasantries before turning her attention back to their adults. I don't think most children register as speaking presences to her until like 13 lol, she usually just doesn't notice them! Kids who are screaming or throwing tantrums or acting up really shock her, though, she does not handle that kind of chaos well!

Blade - kids around Caine's age tend to both love and fear him, and he's either utterly indifferent to them (like Lavinet, he barely notices them unless they register as 1) potential threat or 2) potential victims to be protected from whatever danger is at hand) or he has 0 idea how to talk to them and hardly ever tries unless it's in a professional capacity. Like I think he's probably said maybe ten words directly to Caine since he's joined, lol. And I don't think he's ever held an infant in his life and will look absolutely petrified the first time he does.

Riel - you'd better not even bother talking to him if you're under the age of 15, honestly. Kids think he's just another boring old adult and he thinks of them as nuisances (if he thinks of them at all). If he does attempt at conversation, it comes off like an alien wearing human skin attempting to communicate with a fellow life form. Very stiff, very awkward. "Have you... been to the opera lately?" I'm not even sure he can accurately gauge children's ages, that's how foreign they are to him and his existence. He could look at like a five year old, like a kid clearly just barely out of diapers, and if you were to ask how old they are he'd be like, "....Eight?"

#Shepherds of Haven #all characters #kids #children #kid #FAQ

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sannylity · 1 year

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hi boss just chekcing heres the list of aus youve made up that i know of but id love to hear if you have any more/what theyre about

teachers

toxic/infidelity

president and his maid

prince (omg ur writing this one :0)

coffee shop

vampire

artistic director and prostitute

assassin and civilian

am i missing any?

-💫

Hello! Hmm, I’ll try to break down a few things I can think about for each AU. But I feel like this post will be long so I’ll break it down into three posts if that’s alright😁

Teachers AU:

Charlie vents to Wilbur about Mariana, while Mariana vents to Quackity about Charlie. Both of their friends individually think, “wait, that sounds familiar…” because that’s how Quackity and Wilbur started off as before they started dating and then inevitably being heartbroken. So respectively, they’re the two people trying to keep Mariana and Charlie away from each other because they don’t want them to end up like Quackity and Wilbur who barely even acknowledges each other’s existence despite being up all over each other a year ago😔

A teacher from a different department has a crush on Charlie and that teacher would often try to get his attention or even join him for lunch or breaks. Mariana will not admit the fact that he’s jealous

And at the same time, a lot of senior students have a big crush on Mariana and Charlie will not admit that he’s jealous, that he might be a little harsh on them when he sees them not following dress code or something

After a tough hell/exam week for students as well as teachers having to grade papers, they decided to unwind at a bar. With Charlie being new, they quickly discover that he is a lightweight and also an emotional drunk. He cries over Jaiden giving him fries and Mariana secretly thinks it’s adorable. But then, Charlie started over sharing, he tells them about how he had to fight his dad just to defend his siblings, how he never liked being walked over because he had to endure most of his dad’s abuse before he could finally stand up for himself and his siblings and it makes Mariana feel like shit and he wants to hug and kiss Charlie’s forehead and tell him he’s safe now

Roier gives Mariana another piece of advice, to be a little kinder to Charlie because he’s been trying. Mariana eventually does, and at first it weirds Charlie out, but he soon finds that he likes this version of Mariana, the kind and sweet, which who she really is

Toxic/Infidelity AU:

Charlie knows he’s risking losing his friends, his reputation (it’s a small town), his value as a person for intruding on a relationship but he doesn’t care. He has endured and struggled for so long yearning to return to Mariana and it can’t all be for nothing

Charlie had set out a plan to seduce Mariana. He’d try to isolate and keep themselves alone, use all the things and tactics that he knows would rile him up, surprised to find that he could see it working. At first, Mariana would push him off and avoid him, but he can only take so much before his patience snaps and he gives in

When pent up lust and frustration wears off, Mariana is mortified by what happened. He tells Charlie that they keep this between them and it will never happen again. But then they have mutual friends and they end up attending this formal suit and tie event and Charlie looks so good and he is obviously doing things for Mariana to break his own words and it works. They do it in a supply closet of the event venue next, Charlie taunts him “last time, huh?” and Mariana pushes him off and walks away

From then, Charlie knew a part of him won, because he gets to have Mariana all over again. So, they continue having this arrangement

But Charlie gets a rude awakening when Foolish hosted a party celebrating him and Mariana and he sees how happy their friends and family are for them. He sees that he Mariana doesn’t belong to him at all, not really, so he leaves the party early. Comes up with some poor excuse

Charlie tried to stay away, he really did. For days he ignored and avoided Mariana, he tried going to a bar and picking up men he could go home with because in his head, maybe he was just horny and it didn’t matter. So, one time he goes home to this guy, and halfway through, he doesn’t want to do it anymore and the guy wouldn’t. So he punches him and dressed himself back, going outside to do the walk of shame. He ends up calling Mariana to at least take him home

Mariana asks him what happened, Charlie doesn’t say anything. He drives him back home, Charlie thanks him by the doorstep with a kiss on Mariana’s cheek. He doesn’t invite him in, he doesn’t jump him like he normally would. It’s the first time they’ve seen each other without ending up with sex

President and Maid AU:

Charlie’s favorite part of the day is when he has to get ready because his maid always helps him. It’s not even in her job description but according to Mariana, “You can’t wear your suits correct. A president always have to look his best.”

Charlie being an unmarried president has a couple politicians turning heads, so during function events, they mostly try introducing women to Charlie that he could be linked with. Fellow politicians, businesswomen, public figures. Mariana would see them and would get jealous, insecure because she’s neither a woman or in any position of power, but Charlie does their secret sign and in the end, the president only has his eyes set on his maid

In exchange, fellow staff members would often tease Mariana if she’s in love or if she’s seeing anyone. Mariana is considered to be one of the most attractive staff members in the palace, so he can’t be single, right? Mariana often brushed those questions off, lies through his teeth saying he’s too busy working to think about love and romance. But when Charlie calls for him, he drops everything that he’s doing and staff members share looks

When Charlie has to work late in his office, Mariana would always come go to him with his favorite drink in hand. Charlie would motion for her to sit on his lap, and that’s really the only time he feels himself relax, with the only person he holds dear in his arms

When rumors first started breaking out, a paparazzi photo was taken of Charlie making with a tall figure on a balcony. It was a dark and blurry photo, so it cannot be mistaken to be Mariana, but regardless, it has caused unwarranted attention. Charlie’s publicity team proposed that they release a statement saying Charlie is seeing someone and that he would like to keep things private, even going as far as to hire some random person to act as the person Charlie is seeing

What happened had freaked Mariana out so much, he thought ignoring and avoiding Charlie would be in his best interest. But the palace is not as big as everyone thinks, not unless you know where to look, and Mariana can’t run away forever. Charlie confronts his maid, forces him to answer why he’s being ignored and such. Mariana ends up confessing his feelings, it’s the first time he has said he loves Charlie

I’ll do parts two and three for the other AU’s soon. But I hope this was helpful!! Part 1/3

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One Shot #0: Josie's Mantra

The woman claimed her own corner of the elevator as I entered, offering me a polite but somewhat uncomfortable nod. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen inside the walls of the high rise. I knew with just a passing glance that she had to be mine.

I nodded back and pressed the button for my floor, noting that she was headed to the very top. I doubted from the look of her that she was a new tenant. Not in the penthouse, at least. And the way she guarded herself, clenching her elbow, told me that she wasn’t familiar with the place either.

“New to the building?” I asked as the doors closed.

“Just visiting friends,” she shot me something like a smile, then dropped her eyes to the floor.

“Top floor,” I said. “You have some impressive friends.”

“I try,” she replied. I knew then that she was here to meet one of the big shots that lived in the building. A Hollywood producer or a modeling agent. And considering that a private meeting in the home of a potential employer wasn’t the most professional setting, she had to know what they had planned for her.

“Acting? Modeling?” I asked.

“A little bit of both.”

The elevator dinged too soon. It opened on the fourth floor and she looked me over expectantly.

“Your floor,” she said.

“I changed my mind,” I replied. I pressed another button, this time causing the doors to slide closed before anyone else could slip in with us.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Waiting for you,” I said. She shrunk into her corner as I closed in. “What are you doing?!” she repeated louder, but her screams were cut off as I pressed my hand to the back of her neck and whispered: "Montreal."

The young woman sank into my arms, quietly responding, “I am listening, Master.” The door opened to the penthouse floor, but I had other plans for my new conquest. I knew she’d be happier with me anyway—

“Wait, stop,” Josie interrupted Adam’s reading with a dramatic wave of her hands. Adam looked up from his laptop and asked, “What’s wrong now?” “Montreal?” she asked. “What does that even mean?”

“It’s a trigger,” Adam explained. “It’s what Asher uses to put women under his spell. This is a little ‘inside baseball,’ but I just think Montreal has a good sound to it. Like ‘cellar door,’ y’know? But I guess more for the story’s sake, I dunno, Asher’s hiding a dark secret and it all ties back to his mysterious past studying transcendental idealism in Montreal.”

Josie pursed her lips and, feigning patience, said, “How can you trigger someone who isn’t even hypnotized?”

“Asher’s the most powerful hypnotist in the world,” Adam replied. “As soon as he enters the elevator, he’s going to work breaking down Jodie’s mental defenses.”

“Hon,” Josie sighed. “In the business they call that lazy writing.” “You’re not even in the business!” Adam said. “You sell condos.”

Josie looked around the bedroom, the one paid for by her salary so that Adam was free to pursue his dream as an unemployed writer, then she said, “I’m more in the business than you are.”

“That’s not fair,” Adam said. “But trust me, babe, people aren’t gonna care about the induction. They want to see hypnotized babes droning nonsense mantras. It’s point A to point B, no one cares about the in between.”

“I care about the in between, baby,” Josie said, leaning into her boyfriend with an exasperated whine. “You know I slaved all day at the office so you could write this shit?”

Adam frowned. That wasn’t exactly the truth. Adam had only thrown together this quick piece of smut because he knew that Josie would be expecting it. He had managed to write a full three pages in his historical fiction manuscript, but that rarely got Josie going like the smut did.

“It’s just all too easy,” Josie said. “No one just falls under like that. I want to see a struggle. I want to see Jodie fight for her freedom!” Just thinking about a proper struggle was all Josie needed these days. She could already feel herself burning up. She’d been burning all day, imagining the kinds of situations that Adam wrote for her.

For Josie, Adam’s smut was the only escape she had from the constant stress of her work life. In the last year she’d taken a leadership position within in her firm. Josie was a quintessential type A, accustomed to controlling all facets of her life. That meant work and home. And for a while, things were looking swell. Adam was able to leave his old IT job to pursue his manuscript, and Josie’s success as a people leader had exponentially boosted her confidence. And then the pandemic hit, and the world stopped moving, and Josie found herself leading a real estate firm with no real estate to sell. Work in the office became work from home, and the social butterfly that was Josie suddenly found herself cooped up in her office doing nothing but work.

Josie teetered on the edge of “fine, this is fine” and “I’m going to absolutely lose my goddamn mind if another email comes back undeliverable.” It wasn’t until Adam found an unconventional solution that she found some kind of relief. When Josie began exploring hypnotic files on Reddit, she was only trying to find a full night’s sleep. But her nightly ritual of popping in her earbuds and sinking off into the stratosphere awakened something she’d long forgotten. Buried deep beneath the crust of a Josie’s outward type A personality was a deep, intoxicating desire to be controlled.

She’d first learned this as a young girl watching Saturday morning cartoons. She knew it in the way her interest piqued anytime the hero was taken captive and put under the villain’s spell. It was a surprisingly common plotline, and every time it popped up in Totally Spies or Yu-Gi-Oh or Ben 10, Josie’s desire to be taken deepened.

But the sleep files were never going to do anything more than help her get a good night’s rest. That was why she had Adam write her smut. Place her in his own stories and make her the obedient slut she dreamed of in her dirtiest fantasies. That was why she held his smut to a higher standard than his own manuscripts.

“And the mantras!” Josie continued. “I don’t care about mantras. I want to see a change. I want to see a fundamental transformation of the character being controlled. I want to know that the power that this mind controller has over them is so strong that they’ll completely go against their own moral code. And that kind of thing can’t just happen in a—”

—Snap! Josie’s eyes glazed over as Adam brought his fingers together. Her shoulders slumped, her mouth hung slightly open as if frozen mid speech. She was silent, as vacant as the woman in the elevator in Adam’s story. Adam knew that she was right about the whole induction thing. It had taken a whole week to condition Josie who, despite asking Adam to mold her into a proper docile girlfriend, still fought her hardest against his conditioning.

Adam wasn’t a professional hypnotist. He was learning everything on the spot on Youtube and Reddit and occasionally Wikipedia. Josie fought because she wanted to, it was all part of her weird fantasy. She wanted to be controlled, of course, but in order for it to be hot, she couldn’t really want to be controlled.

“Are you sure this is okay?” he would ask at the sign of any resistance from her.

“Jesus Christ,” Josie would groan. “Do I have to hypnotize myself?”

They tried several methods. Candles, metronomes, swinging necklaces. When Josie wouldn’t cooperate, Adam took drastic measures. He tied her to the bed and forced her to watch a twenty minute induction video he’d found online. He played the video on repeat, taking time between the inductions to add his own suggestions to Josie’s increasingly pliable mind. She loved every moment of it.

Adam had worked on Josie’s suggestibility until he was able to trance her with just the snap of his fingers. Josie didn’t like to know when it was coming, she liked knowing that the man she loved held that kind of power over her. For the first few years of their relationship, she had been the largely dominant partner. Adam would follow her plans: see what she wanted, eat what she wanted, fuck how she wanted. It was invigorating for both Josie and Adam to have equalizer like this.

“Josie?” Adam said. “I am listening, Master.” she droned quietly. “Do you know why I tranced you?” he asked. “I was doing it again, Master.” “That’s right,” he said. “And what did I teach you?” “You are a brilliant and gifted writer, Master. I am wrong to question any of your creative decisions.”

Jodie repeated her new mantra as she rode me. “I live for Master’s cock. I live for Master’s cock.” Though I had emptied her mind, she moaned passionately as she bounced up and down. “That’s right,” I said. “Fuck, you’re good.” We came together, and she settled in bed next to me. “What’s wrong?” I asked, noticing a bit of sadness on Jodie’s face. “I was just wondering if you were going to turn me loose, Master.” She said. I sighed and said, “Normally, yeah. It’s the right thing to do.” “The right thing would have been not brainwashing me to be your mindless fucktoy.” She giggled. “True,” I replied. “I don’t know, Jodie. You’re high in the running for best I’ve ever had.” “You’ve had better?” she frowned. “Do you want me to let you go?” I asked. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her naked body against me. “I’m yours forever,” she said. “If you’ll have me.” I wanted to keep her. I wanted her to stay like this forever. But I knew in the end I had to forget it. It’s Montreal.

Josie cried, “Take me!” as her own mantra echoed in her mind: My body belongs to him. My body belongs to him. My body belongs to him. She was coming down from the buzz of her trance, but the mantra had become enough of a truth that she never really needed to be in trance to believe it. She had surrendered herself completely to Adam long before the hypnosis.

He rode her gently in the way he preferred. A more intimate kind of sex that spoke in the way he looked into her eyes as he thrust himself inside of her than the aggression in the act itself. Josie always preferred sex to be rough, but there was more to Adam’s eyes than love. It was a message that he didn’t have to take her hard. “I own you,” he was saying. “And I can have you any way I want.” When they were finished, Josie rest her head on his shoulder as they absently watched Seinfeld in bed. An end-of-night ritual.

“What did you think?” Adam asked her. “The sex? It was great, baby.” “No,” he replied. “The story?” “Oh,” she smiled. “It was great! You’re such a…” and here she said the only word that could come to mind. “…gifted writer, baby!”

“How are you feeling?” Adam asked. “You think you can face tomorrow?” “Yeah,” she said, tracing her finger over Adam’s chest. “Especially knowing you’ll be here when I get done.” “I love you so fucking much, Baby.” Adam said. “I love you too,” Josie replied.

Adam turned the light off as Josie took out her ear buds and slipped them in. She began to drift away as the track played on repeat, unconsciously mouthing the words looping in her ear: Your body belongs to him. Your body belongs to him. Your body belongs to him.

I originally published this story on my Deviantart last year as my first and only story request. It's a personal favorite of mine, so I felt it was a good fit for my first post back on Tumblr. It felt a little weird calling it by its original title "Story Request #1" (considering the only other requests I got were for smutty fanfiction for fandoms I haven't the first clue about, I will likely never do another), so I numbered it 0. The request was for a story about a couple who use consensual hypnosis to relax. Hope this is a good enough reintroduction!

#mind control #brainwashing #brainwashed #mind controlled woman #hypno story #mind conditioning #series: one shots #hypnokink

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iniziare · 2 months

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The scythe (and a 'brief' inclusion of the concept of 'difference'). I need this in a separate post, actually. Because Seele's scythe has always been a constant fascination of mine, not only because a scythe is an absolute kick-ass weapon, but because it really helps in setting her apart from the other members of Wildfire, and even those outside of it. Not that uniqueness is a power per say, but because all of this adds to the consistency of what they seem to want to represent with her: how being 'on your own' never really goes away. The concept of being 'unique', whether it's positive or negative, never really wavers from you as a person, it seems. And I think Seele personifies that reality from what we know of her early childhood and into her adulthood.

As an orphan with a relatively rambunctious attitude, she likely didn't endear herself to children of her age, and she caused enough ruckus for the adults to keep her at bay (Nat has the patience of a saint), and at the young age of ten, she canonically would find herself in the occasional fight with local thugs while patrolling with Oleg; she was not your usual kid.

All of this to say, that she came from 'being different' and to remaining that exact same thing to this very day, and I think that her scythe is one of the most obvious things representative of that.fact. Seele stands out today, as she stood out when she was younger— granted she grew up in the Underworld, which already makes her part of this concept of 'other', or if you look at it from an Overworlder's perspective: 'lesser'. It's funny, because I think of what I just typed, the keeping people at arm's length— and I see how imposing her scythe is, and it still plays into achieving that. It'll either warrant fascination, or it'll scare people away with how dangerously dangerous it looks. Any way, I actually got massively sidetracked, so let me try to get back on point here.

In essence, while the scythe is unique in appearance, most certainly, it was/is likely a result of a very practical way of thinking, which ultimately got meshed in with a personal preference or even a 'cool factor' wish, if you will. So, just as I did for Kafka (with results I'll share soon, I just need to do some thinking), I had a watch and listen to Seele's ultimate animation to see if there was anything else to dissect from it that could potentially be tied to any sort of explanation for the scythe, and at 0:06 seconds in, you hear the sound of a gunshot quite clearly, which got me thinking the ever obvious question: why? It's a scythe, and she has no obvious ties to any sort of gun(s), so why is there the sound of a gunshot? So, I did some searching to see if any Redditor made mention of this as well, and low and behold, I found exactly that, and some of the commenters struck gold with their comments to the OP. Let me just quote each one for ease:

— Maybe canonically it was a Silvermane Guard rifle and Seele retooled it into a scythe. — Yeah, this was my thought.Bullets might have become scarce after the Underworld was sealed off, so she converted it into a melee weapon. — This would also explain why she has a scythedespite no agriculture in the underground: she made it herself (or had someone more technically minded make it for her) out of a variety of parts (...) — A scythe is also just a really big ice pick and what is the main motif of the enemies on the planet? That’s right, ice themed. Could be done so tohelp crack their armor (...) It'd probably be pretty good against robot armor, too.

Now, we know that the Underworld became absolutely starved of resources the longer it was sealed off, so it's not exactly like they all had parts ripe for the picking, and so had to make due with what they could find, and then fashion that into what was needed. Weapons with ammunition were likely the first to be let go of, for how could you use that which needed parts that couldn't be fashioned or obtained for the longest of time? But all of those arms couldn't just be thrown away, it'd be a waste for those who are already lacking that which is needed to defend themselves with. So why not refashion it in something that's of use to you in one way or another? Especially by someone who would know their way around arms and weaponry as a whole (as come to think of it, no, I don't see Seele fashioning something like that for herself, at least not from the ground up; maintaining and adding to it as time passes, perhaps, but not from the ground up, I doubt that's what she meant by 'handicraft' in those text messages). I do think an initial draw to the weapon like a scythe is because of how imposing it is, it's so difficult to wield effectively because many of its strengths also pose you with its limitations— and yet in that lies a challenge that I think a girl like Seele thrives for, and could actually achieve. She bears a monumental source of strength (not just specifically physically, but mentally) to have survived as she has until she was taken into the orphanage, it fits the endurance that she had to have possessed as of a young age to navigate the streets as she did after she obtained food in less then morally 'good' ways, and the agility that primarily ties in with the latter. She also fits the type of person who holds the mindset to be able to turn a scythe's psychological impact to her benefit, she holds that courage and fearlessness that you need for it; and she also definitely is cocky/arrogant enough for it. I actually, the more I think on it, the more I think that she truly is quite a great fit for it, actually, even if I think her impatience would likely have been her enemy while training with it. You need a hell of a lot of patience, and I think that would've been troublesome for some time, but I think Oleg, for example, would have been a great teacher for that.

Any way, I've been rambling for a day and a half, but what I mean to say is— as much as Seele once was 'different', she remains it to this day. The scythe is unique within the arsenal of Wildfire, and even Belobog, and yet it fits perfectly with her aesthetic and her person. Everything about Seele seems incredibly messy, and it is, but it's her mess that works exceedingly well for her. Seele's scythe seems to come from a disassembled weapon (that in all ways, was the opposite of what it's now become) that might still hold some semblance of function to this day; her attire is a combination of all kinds of things and fabrics that don't go together whatsoever and yet were fashioned into something of her own (we know that she does handicraft, which includes fixing up dolls, so she knows how to sew and likely knit). There's just— it plays into the visual (and personality-wise) consistency of her character very well, and I'm just, I'm just a fan. Don't mind me, I don't know if I actually touched enough on what I wanted to say, so I'll likely make a part 2 soon, but I just needed to get thoughts out.

#seele. [ we tell them “things will be better tomorrow.” everyone knows it's a lie; but it gets them to sleep with some hope. ]#seele: meta. [ she got used to people losing their homes. and she got used to people losing their lives. but crying alone was useless. ]#/daydream gif at scythe here. but also at seele. the more i think on /everything/ of hers-- the more i fall more in love with this menace.#... i did some light editing on this and then sat on it a bit-- but i still want it on the blog despite how incoherent it is. so here we go

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canyouhearthelight · 2 years

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The Miys, Ch. 224

Thank you, everyone, for your patience with this being a day late. You are all so awesome and amazing, and make me smile in a huge way, no matter how big my day is. This week’s shout outs go to: @jaden5oo, @the-crushr, @chip5-0, @themightywookie, @walvens, @lord-of-floof, @generouslyandrogynousdragon, @slime-wizard, @benbasscom, and returning champions @dierotenixe, @mustachebatschaos, and @generalperfectionbread.

Whew!

As always, shout out to my beta-reader, @baelpenrose!

“Poll is up,” I sighed heavily. “Joy of joys.”

Tyche flicked open her datapad while scooping up some soup with the other hand. “I would think you of all people, Miss Pacifist, would be thrilled with the idea.”

Charly nodded and shifted to tuck one foot under herself. “Besides, it’s not like your office has to dig through the results or anything this time around.”

Two quiet thunks accompanied my and Tyche’s flat stares as we dropped our spoons.

“Ohhhhh.” Shrinking slightly, she focused more on her food. “Whoops.”

I shook my head and resisted the urge to chuckle. “I can’t figure out if I want a lot of ideas or none at all,” I admitted. “The fewer there are, the less we have to sort through, but the more depressing it gets.”

“Too many and we’ll be working around the clock to get them all parsed,” Tyche agreed. “That wasn’t fun with the med school shit, and it will be even less fun with this.” She froze, a spoonful of potato and carrot halfway to her mouth. “Or not…”

Panic briefly set in and I frantically pulled up the poll to look at it more closely. One week time frame, check. Function in place for group submissions - Grey and Huynh had insisted on that one, thankfully - check. Requirement that they pass the test that would only be available after Simon’s pre-recorded lecture, check. “I don’t see it,” I insisted, scrolling up and down frantically.

“That’s because Xio and Pranav got super-secret secret-squirrel on us,” she responded. “Third paragraph.”

“Anyone voting against the current proposal must submit a feasible counter-proposal, so on, so forth…. Whoa.” I zoomed in and reread it a few times to confirm. “They have to submit a ‘complete and fully fleshed out proposal’... That wasn’t originally part of it. They just had to have a feasible concept.”

“That tracks,” Charly nodded. “Xiomara and Pranav have the most experience working with bureaucracy, so they don’t want the heavy lifting left up to the Council.”

I had to concede to her point. “I just don’t like that it wasn’t mentioned in the meeting that the stipulation would be added. Not like we would have said no, just… It feels sneaky, and after everything we’ve done to be as transparent as possible, it really makes me itch.”

“You agreed to let them be responsible for the release,” Tyche added. “I told you it would bug you to let anyone else release it.”

“We don’t exactly have a media relations department,” I argued. “So I couldn’t exactly stop them from doing it.”

Charly looked confused. “But, your office is de-facto, isn’t it? You always send out the updates and communications to the ship. Like, always.”

I prodded my pasta sullenly. “Something from Pranav about the coding required to link everything together so that no one could spoof anything. It was very technical and I only followed about eighty percent of it.”

Tyche rapped on the table to get my attention - and ended up getting the attention of several other people nearby. “Not you,” she waved at them before focusing back on me. “It’s out, you can fuss at them in private, but you said yourself that you wouldn’t have said no, right?”

“That’s not the - “

“It is the point,” she assured me. “Who else would have most definitely voted yes?”

“Grey,” I answered automatically.

At the exact same time, Charly just as firmly responded. “Huynh. He hates half-assed ideas.”

I pointed at her. “Exactly. Grey isn’t going to argue against anyone doing the mental leg work, even if they are wrong by the end of it.”

Tyche held her palms facing up and tilted her head at me. “That’s five votes, right there. This isn’t even begging forgiveness rather than asking permission. This is ‘pretty damned sure they have the permission, they’ll ask for forgiveness if they get yelled at’.”

“But it’s sneaky,” I whined quietly. “We’re trying not to slip down that slope, remember?”

Charly just watched us like a tennis match, switching between me sulking at my food while Tyche propped her head on her hands and growled softly.

Lifting her head, my sister carefully inhaled through her nose and steepled her fingers at me. “Sophia. The Council is openly discussing contracting mercenaries to go on a suicide mission and destroy an entire fleet of Galactic Council police-soldier things. And you are openly soliciting the entirety of humanity as far as we know for alternatives. You are my sister, and I love you, but I really think you are being unreasonable. You are nitpicking the fact that Pranav and Xiomara are doing us a favor and asking for really well thought out and somewhat provable ideas instead of opening our office up to reading the scripts of every Looney Tunes and Jackass episode ever created.”

“Don’t forget all the heist movies,” Charly added finally. “There were a ton.”

She pointed at Charly and added one final blow. “And Tom Cruise movies. All of them.”

My neck got hot and I started rubbing my collarbones to keep what little food I had eaten in its place. “I’ll talk to Pranav and Xio. And I’ll stop whining.” Unfortunately, at that moment my brain was apparently beyond my control. “Isn’t a week a bit of a short turnaround?”

“We can make allowances for proposals that are mostly there but missing the finer points,” Tyche ground out, gripping her spoon like she wanted to stab me with it.

I threw up my hands in defeat. “Okay, okay, I give up.”

She nodded firmly and re-gripped the spoon, going for more soup. I sighed in relief and she froze, glaring at me. Quickly, I shoved a forkful of food into my mouth to show I was shutting up.

Charly, however, was still fascinated by the interaction. “Sometimes, I’m shocked you two didn’t kill each other at some point.”

Lazily, Tyche gestured at me without looking up. “She was two feet taller than me and twice my weight until way after we quit living under the same roof.”

“She did stab me in the eye once,” I offered once I had swallowed enough food to talk around it.

“I was three, it was an accident, and it was paper!” Tyche retorted.

“Hush. I’m defending your badassness here, sheesh.”

Charly nodded. “It was a much cooler story before you gave the details, yeah. Although bonus points for stabbing someone with paper.”

Groaning, Tyche rubbed her forehead. “Full disclosure, I was trying to imitate her doing origami, and I was trying to show her, and it was a papercut, not a stab wound. I don’t even remember her being mad at me about it.” Shaking her hands and making ghost noises, she mocked me. “Ooo, so scary… Watch out folks, it’s a toddler with paper!”

“Please tell me she’s kidding?” Charly begged me, looking like she was about to burst. “Please tell me that, for once, there is a story about your life that is ridiculous and also made up?”

“Nope,” I popped. “Entirely true. The universe has been conspiring to kill me for a very long time, and it is very bad at it, apparently.”

A mischievous grin told me I was going to regret confirming that. “I can’t wait to tell Alistair about this,” she gushed. “He will blow a gasket, just watch. I’ll get video, just in case. It will be amazing.”

“Oh nonononono,” I begged. “We’re not doing that. You already told him about the bunnies. And the time with the duck. And the boba tea - “

“No, he was there for that - “

“He wasn’t there the first time. Seriously, I am begging. There’s not even any paper products in my office or quarters. Do not tell him, or I will never be able to leave my quarters again. I can’t keep doing house arrest to save me from myself. It’s horrible.”

“Ugh,” she relented. “Fine. I forgot about the house arrest thing, and that was awful. I will pretend this conversation about origami never occurred.”

“Ohthankeverything,” I exhaled.

“It really does cement that Tyche is incredibly dangerous, though.”

“Thank you, Charly!”

“House. Arrest. Please. No.”

“Fiiiiiiine.”

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okay not to be cringe but here's another song that sorta fits but an actual shocker this one isn't taylor (omg no wayyy :0)

the living tombstone - I can't fix you- and I know the fnaf fan song part isn't appealing BUT HEAR ME OUT ‼️‼️‼️

the lyrics seem almost akin to alternating lyrics switching from forevers pov manipulating phil to phils pov defending himself

"I've been trying for so long

To sing you the right song

To show you something different every day

So you hear what I have to say

Like puzzle pieces

And now we're here at a standstill

I wonder if you feel

The kind of pain that rips your insides out

That's something I know all about

Shocking, ain't it?"

this could be forever trying to 'reach out' to phil in a way, with how everyday he's been visiting trying to get phil to accept his love and 'affection' and how every moment without phil by his side is agonizing to him- causing so much pain. he's tapping into phils sense of guilt for hurting forever by not being with him. he's trying to relate to the pain phil has felt throughout his life by showing how hurt he's being right now and trying to convince phil that he doesn't wanna hurt forever now too does he?

"Is it because I can't be her?

Made your mistakes and make me hurt

I can't fix you"

this part turns to phil talking to forever, instead of her it's him- the friend phil resembles (aaaaa I forgot their NAMEEE) and how phil isn't the missing piece he's looking for, and that forever is making a mistake trying to look for new love in phil and that he can't patch up that hole that was left and won't be able to fix forever and whatevers wrong with him.

"I can feel my heart breaking

Mistakes I've been making

I'm running out of patience to pretend

This isn't how I'll let it end

My feigning fading

You've been mourning your loss here

And that's grinding my gears

How can a human lose their self control

There's nothing left to make you whole

I'm done explaining"

this part turns back to phil slowly breaking, forever is making his way through phils mind and defenses. now phil is starting to feel like he should be the one accepting forevers affection, and that he should stop 'pretending' to hate forever as their connection grows. the 'this isn't how ill let it end' is a quick flash to phil remembering why he's being hurt in the first place and setting himself straight again and the other lines are him reminding himself that forever is not the good guy here, he's back to the offense- at least for a little while.

"We have a lot more in common

Than you would be calm with

It's like we're the same person, me and you

We both don't know we can do"

this could be a last ditch effort from forever to connect with phil, after hes isolated phil from the rest of the smp, he can focus more on being the only constant in phils life. highlighting how similar they are now that they're all alone together in the prison, could be his way of getting through to phil and showing him how it just makes Sense to be with him. trying to tap into his more logical side by laying out all the puzzle pieces but allowing phil to be the one to put them together.

(apologizes for spamming the asks- ill stop if you need (￣▽￣*)ゞ just have many thoughts to share all the time) - 💿

Fnaf fan songs have no right to go this hard??? Like who gave you the right?? also do not stop sending me asks i love it share all of your fml thoughts with me i thrive on it

Anyway yes, absolutely, youre so so so right that i have nothing to add and will instead offer another song : Those Eggs Aren't Dippy

"Dripping eye, dissecting me

Cut my life expectancy

Have me under close inspection"

Phil talking about Forever, how he basically rips him apart and puts him back together, looking at every part of Phil, inside and out. And then he's not only examining every part of Phil as he's taking him apart but also watching him. Every move he makes. He is under very close inspection.

"Let me in your ear

Stop, pout, hear me out no less"

Switching to Forever, asking Phil to just let him in, let him infect his brain, let him change the way he thinks. Hear me out, as he tells Phil how traumatised he is, how hurt he is, how similar they are

And then, "Those eggs aren't dippy and I don't want to die" Can be interpreted as these eggs arent meant to be cracked, dont hurt those kids for the love of god and please, please let me live. But death for the players isnt really a threat, instead "living" here would be getting out. Let him live. Not just survive

Back to Forever with,

"I want a bit of love too

I wanna be close to you"

desperately needing and wanting to be with Phil, he wants his love, he wants to be close to him. He needs it.

"Those eggs aren't dippy and I don't want to die" again.

"You miss a feeling

The smell of the kitchen

See me singing sideways

Hang me from the highway"

Forever again, showing Phil empathy but going on to say "look at all im doing just for you!" in the "see me singing sideways" like bending over backwards. Then, threatening to harm himself again in the next line.

"Out of the dust I play

A break from your desperate cage"

Phil trying everything he can to get out of the prison Forever has made, his "desperate cage"

"A break (Eh, haha)

Going down, breaking, oh (Time to stop)

Nothing"

And then, finally, he breaks. He starts to dissociate, time passes like its "nothing", he's broken and gone and its "time to stop" putting up a fight

Theres more but sjdhsjsbsj long post already just listen to the song<//3

#qsmp #qsmp philza #qsmp forever #forever my love au #philever #forphil #I absolutely love jack stauber btw hes amazing and all of his songs are bangers

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Mine (Harry x MC) 16+

Takes place on Confession Day. Originally posted in Canals of Sensitivity.

Maybe I’ll finish this at a later time, I’m going to sleep now—

xxx

“I refuse.”

The words hit you hard, despite knowing it was coming. It was like a stab in the heart with a knife.

“I’m being honest with you. I don’t want to be with you.”

Now he was twisting said knife.

You felt so stupid. Why did you confess? You knew this was going to happen. So utterly stupid. This was a damn waste of your time and effort.

You closed the chat room without saying another word, turning your phone off entirely before walking into the bathroom. You regretted taking a look in the mirror as you passed by it. Your eyes were red and puffy from crying.

You hated crying and you felt as if he didn’t deserve your tears. You couldn’t help it though, you cried when you felt extreme emotions, and right now you felt angry.

Maybe later you’ll feel sad but right now you feel angry. At who, you weren’t sure. Maybe at yourself for being so stupid for confessing. Maybe at Piu-Piu for making you believe this was a good idea. Maybe at Harry for being so arrogant and cold.

You needed a distraction, so you turned on the shower and set the water temperature to cold. A shock is exactly what you need, and you need to cool off from the hot anger you felt.

You stayed in there until your body became numb from the cold, quickly drying yourself off and not bothering to put on any clothes before flopping down on your bed. You were emotionally exhausted and drifted off to sleep within seconds of your head meeting the pillow.

xxx

“Piu-Piu, why hasn’t she responded?”

Harry frowned as he waited half an hour now for your reply.

“I’m not able to locate her. Her device seems to be offline. Can you blame her though?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you broke her heart! The probability of love between you was a good 92% chance and now it’s down to 0%!”

“Ugh. I didn’t reject her because I don’t like her. I just didn’t want to mess up what we already have. But it seems like I already did.”

Harry thought back on his words. He would have explained his reasoning by now if you hadn’t left the chat abruptly. He had to explain himself.

“Tell me where she is.”

He paced around his hotel room, patience running thin.

“You know I can’t reveal tha—“

“I do not care. Talking to her is part of my life pattern and I’m about to lose her. I cannot lose her.”

“Well.. when you put it that way.”

xxx

Harry wasted no time summoning Big Guy to drive him to a location 20 minutes from the hotel he was staying at in the south part of the city.

“Do not wait for me. I will call you when I am done.”

Harry briefly informed Big Guy as he stepped out of the car and into the cold night.

“But sir—“

Harry closed the door on him before he could hear the rest of his sentence.

“What floor is she on?”

Harry whispered into his phone as he made his way across the quiet lobby and towards the elevators.

“Her last known location indicates she is on the third floor.”

Harry waited impatiently as the elevator made its way up the floors. As soon as the doors opened, he rushed out and into the long corridor of doors.

“Which one is it?”

“Keep going, keep goi— here! On your right.”

Harry firmly knocked on your door. No answer.

“Why isn’t she opening her door?”

“I’m not sure, I can’t detect her when her device is offline.”

He knocks again, contemplating throwing down the door, but before he could finish the thought, the door opens and reveals you. Wrapped in nothing but thin silk bed sheets.

“Mmm, what can I help you wi-“

A cute yawn escapes your lips mid sentence. It seems the situation hasn’t quite dawned on you, making Harry smirk.

“Hello, MC.”

The deep voice you have grown to know so well finally snaps you completely awake, your eyes shooting up to meet his.

“Wha-how did you find me?!”

You asked in disbelief. You must still be dreaming. This has got to be a dream.

“I forced Piu-Piu to help me find you. I had to explain myself, but you left the chat abruptly before I could.”

Harry spoke quietly, not wanting this private matter to be heard by any neighbors.

You had forgotten entirely about what had happened hours prior, and the realization fell on you like a bucket of ice water. Your shocked expression quickly turned into a scowl.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

You snapped, closing the door on him before he stopped it with his hand. There was no way you could close it now with his strength.

“Could you at least listen to me for a minute? I can’t lose you!”

His words shocked you, making you step back for a second. Harry took this as an opportunity to quickly make his way inside your apartment, locking the door behind him.

“Lose me? You never even had me!”

You shouted, gripping the silk sheets wrapped around you tighter. You only now noticed your clothing situation, or lack thereof. Harry was now able to check you out completely as you were no longer hiding behind the door. His eyes darkened.

“I refuse to lose you. You are mine.”

He said sternly as he took a step towards you. You felt a shiver run down your spine at his possessive words. No, you couldn’t let this slide. You wouldn’t let him get away with this.

“Yours? So now you want me?”

You scoffed, turning your face away from him. He made his way to you, grabbing your face and making you look up to him.

“I said I didn’t want to be with you.”

He leaned down to whisper in your ear before he continued.

“I never said I didn’t want you.”

Another shiver went down your back. You hope he didn’t notice the effect he is having on you. You grab his wrist and pull his hand away from your face, careful to not drop the sheets around your body with one hand.

“You’re too late now, Harry.”

You whisper back to him, before making your way to the door. He follows behind your every step.

“Now leave.”

You say coldly as you open the door for him, only for him to slam it back shut, an arm on either side of your head as he leans down so close to you that you can smell his expensive cologne.

“Listen to me, MC. I don’t want to ruin what we already have. I don’t want to add conflict and pressure. Why can’t you understand that what we already have is perfect?”

He glares down on you as you look up at him in shock. Anger slowly flares inside you.

“Isn’t it a little too late for you to be saying that? What we had is already ruined! I don’t want to waste my time on you any longer. I was stupid to attempt anything with you!”

You shouted up at him, trying to escape his enclosed space by punching his chest with your free hand, the other still securely holding your bedsheets. He firmly grabs your wrist and pins it above your head.

“Stop that. Listen to me.”

He says coldly, voice unwavering.

“No, Harry! You listen to me! I am done with you, I never want to see you aga—“

Your shouting is abruptly stopped with a harsh kiss. Your eyes widen as he absolutely devours your mouth. Just as quickly as he came crashing down on your lips, he left them, only a trail of saliva left connecting you.

“Don’t say that to me.”

He glares down at you, his dark eyes dark full of hunger. You want to punch him so bad. How dare he make you feel this way after he just rejected you earlier in the day! You try to unpin yourself from his grip but this only makes him press against you, completely pinning your body to the door. You suddenly feel something hard poking against your leg.

“You are mine.” He growls against your ear before he takes it between his teeth, lightly pulling on it.

“Mine.”

And he was absolutely right.

You would always be his.

#the ssum #thessum #the ssum harry

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