#thank you SO much for the ask !!

[causeilikelix]

new to the blog but abt those felix throughts 😍😍 felix whos so tired of the members calling him innocent and babying him. yea its nice from time to time but hes a grown man ! so he goes 100% hard dom on you just so your moans can be heard in the dorm 🫣 also he would totally cover you in bite marks and hickeys just so he can get his point across to his group 💕

now THAT's what I'm taking about skhsfdlkfjsdlkfj

Like we all know that Felix is a lil guy with too much love in his body but soft =/= sub. He's a man very comfortable in his identity and the power he holds over you. Felix just wants to make his baby feel good but he also wants to prove a point...

Smut and warnings below the cut. MINORS DNI!!!!!!

↳  Words - 2.7k (and some change)

↳Warnings: SMUT duh, Soft!Dom Felix (I'm still getting used to writing Hard!Dom anyone) and a tough of Hard!Dom Lix at the end, afab!reader, relatively vanilla, fingering (f receiving), P in V, unprotected sex (don't), multiple orgasms, exhibitionism?, hickeys

You loved his innocent vibe!  You really did!  His angelic smile and his sweet words and actions is what drew you to him in the first place.  He was nothing but romantic and sweet all the time.  The best communicator, respectful of your boundaries, always treated you like a princess.  Honestly everyone needs their own personal Felix!!

But he’s tired.  He can’t help it.  All of his friends baby him so much!  Like Changbin said himself, Felix is happiness personified!  But enough is enough.  His sweet exterior is giving him a reputation he doesn’t want.  When his friends talk about their sex lives, they always make these jokes that Felix must be a little pillow prince who takes what he’s given and lets his partner take the lead.  In fact, his friends bet, he’s as innocent as can be and maybe you and him don’t even have sex at all!

He’s still grumbly about it when you get to the dorm one night, just to spend a little time together in between schedules.  He greets you with his normal warm hug and a sweet peck but you can sense something is off.  

Initially you stay in the living room to continue watching the movie the other guys are watching.  It’s some action film you couldn’t give two shits about.  Your legs are swung over Felix’s lap and he’s gently massaging your calves and thighs while he stares at the screen.  You can hear a few of the other guys snickering but you can’t make out what they’re saying.  When you glance at Felix, his eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is set.  Honestly it’s kind of hot and makes heat pool between your legs.  Let’s be honest though…. It’s Felix.  Almost everything he does can get you wet.

The boys laugh again and you note that it’s during a not particularly funny part of the movie.  This is where Felix breaks.  He pushes your legs off him and grabs your hand.

“Come on, babe, this isn’t very interesting.  Let’s go to my room.”  Felix whispered to you, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. 

Your body immediately went hot and you had a feeling you knew what was on his mind.  He dragged you to his room and tossed the door shut behind him. 

His hands were cupping your face and pulling you into a deep kiss before the latch had fully closed.  You could simply melt into his kisses.  They always were deep and full of every ounce of love in his body.  Tonight, however, his lips were urgent and demanding. 

“I need you baby, please.”  He whispered against your mouth.  The need to show his friends that he wasn’t a little boy anymore coursed through him, but he would stop if you gave the word.

“Lix, I need you too.”  You managed out between kisses, “But what about the guys?  They’re right outside and-”

“Remember what we talked about last month?”  Felix kissed down your neck and pushed you back towards the bed. 

How could you forget?  Most of the time you and Felix had sex it was very mutual.  You didn’t do a whole lot of powerplay.  Maybe a sprinkling here and there when the situation was right, but Felix loved it when sex was a mutual expression of love.  A few weeks ago he asked you about exploring power play a little more and maybe experimenting with some kinks.  One of them was being listened to.  Not necessarily the real thing, but pretending like someone could walk in on you at any moment. 

With the boys right down the hall, that one held more risk than normal. 

“You wanna try it?”  You asked.  The back of your knees caught on the edge of the bed and you sat down.  Felix weaved his fingers through your hair and bent down to kiss you.  You parted your knees instinctively and Felix settled between them. 

With him above you like this, you felt small under him.  The thrill it gave you made your heart speed up.  You gripped his slim waist to pull him closer. 

“I want them to hear you while I fuck you dumb,” Felix’s voice dropped and octave.  It sent a shiver down your spine.  You always loved it when he got like this.  When he got too horny, his voice dropped and it made you wet in an instant.

Felix’s hands made quick work of your clothes.  He wasted no time in getting you naked, leaving your top and jeans in a pile on the floor.  Even though you hadn’t expected to have sex on this visit, you still wore one of your cuter underwear sets.   Baby pink with a little bit of lace at the top of the cups of the bra and the top of the panties, made even more innocent by a tiny rose in the center of both pieces. 

Felix swallowed thickly at the sight.  

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”  Felix whispered.  He maneuvered you onto the bed and hovered over you.  You clawed at his shirt, urging him to take it off.  He smirked and tugged it off.  “Just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?  Until then you're going to let me do whatever I want with you, right baby?”

“Yes, baby.”  You nodded in understanding.

You groaned at the sight of his chiseled chest.  Those gorgeous, defined ab muscles and his perfect little pink nipples made your mouth water.  Everything about him was beautiful from his head to his toes.  Not to mention his cock.  Speaking of, you wanted to see it immediately.  You tried to reach for his pants but he grabbed your wrists and shoved you back against the bed. 

“No touching without permission, got it baby?”  He cooed, “I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.  I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you?  It doesn’t take much to get my baby worked up.”

Felix slipped his hand into your underwear and seemed unfazed by the amount of slick in your panties.  To be honest, you thought that there should have been more.  The sudden show of power had your cunt gushing and clenching around nothing and you needed him inside you, um, yesterday. 

“Felix, please!”  You cried, pushing your hips up into his hand.  His digits rubbed small, slow circles on your clit.  Just enough to feel good but not enough to actually get anywhere. 

“What do you want, baby?  Good girls use their words.”  Felix chided, his fingers slipping lower to tap against your entrance but not going in. 

“I want you to touch me!  Please!”  You kept your voice quiet so that no one outside the door could hear you, but that wasn’t what Felix wanted. 

“You want me to touch you?  Alright, baby, I’m feeling nice today.”  Felix kept his eyes on your face as he slipped two of his fingers into your tight hole with basically no resistance.  He watched as your face screwed up in pleasure and your lips parted in a silent moan.  “Come on you can do better than that.”

With that, Felix pumped his fingers into you.  Quick thrusts wouldn’t get him where he wanted to go so he opted for long, deep strokes that pressed the pads of his fingers onto that special spot he’d found a few weeks ago.  The ball of his hand pressed deliciously against your clit with every thrust.  You swallowed a moan and turned your head to press your face into your arm to help silence yourself. 

At this, Felix threw three quick thrusts of his fingers into you.

“Uh uh,” he chided, “I want to hear those beautiful noises of yours, baby.  Let me know how good I’m making you feel, yeah?”

He pressed a few more deep and precise thrusts into you and this time you complied with a long, drawn out moan.  Felix grinned.  He continued like this for a few minutes, pressing his fingers in as deep as possible.  He resorted to pressing his hand against your clit and his fingers massaging that spot within you. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight.  You’re drenching my fingers already.  I can’t wait until you cream my cock, baby.  Keep moaning, just like that.”

He has you clenching and cumming on his fingers in seconds.  It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets your thighs shaking.  You’re moaning so loudly that you’re certain that the others can hear you.  Felix smiles through the whole thing.  His eyes are dark as he watches you cum just from his fingers. 

“Good girl, there it is.  Let’s see if you can take my cock, yeah?”

“Please.”  You moan loudly. 

Felix pulls his fingers out of you and you whine at the loss.  He pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in the room.  Next he strips from the rest of his clothes and his cock slaps against his stomach.  Precum pearled at his tip and your mouth watered.  You longed to take him in your mouth and suck him until he came but he had other plans.

“Hands and knees.  Now.”  Felix demands.  He pumps his cock a few times to make sure he’s hard enough.  How could he not be, though, as he watches you climb onto your hands and knees and present your ass and your glistening hole to him.  He leans over you and brushes his cock along your swollen folds.  “Good girl.  God, you have the most perfect ass…”  Felix palmed it appreciatively before pulling his hand back and landing a firm slap on the flesh.

“Fellix!”  you gasped when he landed a second slap.  

“That’s right, baby, remember who’s name you’re screaming when I make you cum.”  Felix’s deep voice rumbles. 

He lined up his tip at your entrance and rubbed it through your folds a few times, reveling in the way he could make you shiver every time his cock grazed your over-sensitive clit.  When you least expected it, Felix pushed his cock into your tight, warm cunt.  You both moaned out in unison when he bottomed out.  His long, thick cock filled you up perfectly.  It was as if your pussy was designed for him.  Felix swore that he could spend the rest of his life between your legs.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you, darling?”

With that, he began thrusting.  Sometimes adjusting to someone’s cock in you is a thing of myth.  You can never get used to how perfectly he fills you up.  It may not be the longest, but it’s thick and it stretches you more than anything or anyone else ever has.  His cock has a perfect little curve to it that hits that little spot inside you whenever he angles his hips just right. 

Tonight, he’s determined to get all of the sounds out of you that he can.  So every single thrust is designed to do just that.  He shoves himself into your snug heat as deep as he can go every single time.  It’s like you can feel him in your throat.  Every thrust pushes his hips flush with your ass.  He takes a hand and presses on your back to push your chest onto the bed.  

“Fuuuuuck baby, you feel so good.”  Felix moaned, “Always so warm and tight for me, baby.”

“You feel so good inside of me,”  You moan back, struggling to get your words out between Felix’s rough thrusts, “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Come on, moan for me baby, show them how good I make you feel.”

As if you had a choice.  His thrusts were hard and he shifted his hips until his tip speared into that spot over and over again.  Felix had found that spot by chance a few weeks ago when he was fingering you and now he made it a point to seek it out every time.  

Felix’s hand curled around your bodies and his fingers made contact with your clit immediately.  At this, you keened and let out the loudest moan of the night.  Your cunt clamped onto Felix’s cock and he bit his lip to keep from cumming right there.  Your tight, wet heat eas driving him crazy but you had to cum first.  

He could have sworn that the TV volume lowered.

“Come on baby, cum for me.”  Felix grunted, his finger swirling around your swollen clit.

Your walls clenched and fluttered around him.  Something in your belly pulled taut and you rocked yourself back on Felix’s cock.  The extra bit of friction made the coil pull tight.  You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to let your body relax so that Felix could take over and bring you to orgasm.  Your moans grew louder and louder as you got closer.

“Yes, yes, yes!”  You cried, “Fuck, Felix!  Right there!”

“That’s a good girl, cream my cock, baby.”  

The sound of the TV in the front room had stopped all together.

The extra pressure of you pushing back onto his cock was just the right thing.  The intense pressure in your stomach suddenly released all at once.  Your legs trembled and your body shook.  Felix took over and gripped your hips tightly.  He slowly guided your hips down towards the bed so you were laying flat, continuing his intense thrusts into your cunt.  He leaned over you and pressed his lips to the back of your neck. 

“Felix, don’t stop,”  you moaned, arching your back into him to keep his dick lodged inside you as deep as possible.  

Your orgasm washed over you in waves, each one resulting in a gush of wetness between your legs.  His hips kept drilling into you diligently.  He kissed along your shoulders and neck, sucking dark marks onto your skin.  The second you rolled over, he’d give you hickeys on your neck and breasts to match these.

When he sensed your orgasm coming to an end, he slowed his hips but kept his cock lodged within your tight walls.  He hadn’t come yet but he knew he had to give you a short break before he sought his own orgasm. 

“Was I loud enough?”  You giggled,  “What was that about?”

“The guys were making fun of me, saying things like… I couldn’t be a dom because I’m too innocent, that I’m just a pillow prince and I let you do all the work.”  Felix peppered soft kisses on your skin. 

“That’s not it at all baby!  We just like sex to be reciprocal, that’s all.”

“I know, but I guess I needed a little ego boost.”  Felix shrugged.

“Well if I get to come like that every time we need an ego boost, by all means,”  You giggled, rubbing your ass back into him and making his cock slide against your puffy walls, making you both gasp.  “I think you could stand to be a little meaner, though.”

“What?  You want me to be mean to you?”  Felix stared at you with large eyes.

“Maybe a little more.”

“Oh, so you want me to call you my own little personal slut?”  Felix whispered in your ear.  That tantalizing voice of his made your cunt clench on him.  “Oh so you would like that?  I should have known you’d be a little cock-hungry slut.  Can’t go a single day without my cock in you, is that it?”

“Mmhm…”  You nodded, eyes suddenly a little teary but in the best way.  You pushed your hips back against his again.  He groaned and pressed a hand to your hip to stop your movements.

“If you keep going like that I’m gonna treat you like a little cocksleeve, got it?  I’ll stuff you with enough cum to keep you full for weeks.  You want that, baby?”

“God, yes,” your eyes rolled back at the thought of feeling even fuller than you were now.

“Then relax, my pretty slut, we’re just getting started.”  Felix growled. 

His hand slipped under you to press lightly against your tummy, the pressure pushing your g-spot effortlessly against the tip of his cock.  He’d hardly have to aim at all like this.  You let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a moan.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill you up ‘til your cute little cunt can’t handle it anymore.  M’ cum is all yours.”

[batfam-stuff-posts-0]

For the "top 5" thing: top 5 headcanons

Not necessarily in this order:

Tim gets away with a ton of shit because Bruce immediately assumes it's one of the others and can't prove it's tim even if he gets suspicious.

When Damian does something wrong they spray him with water like a cat.

Damian follows dick around sometimes like a lost kitten. Dick doesn't mention it, but his mood improves significantly every time he notices.

All the batkids steal each other's clothes.

Jason's body temperature is too low because death and Lazarus pit reasons. Once he came to the cave because he was injured, not majorly, but enough to warrant Alfred's help. And Bruce saw his temperature. And freaked tf out. This resulted in a cuddle pile, a grumpy Damian, and Jason accepting hugs from others (mostly Dick) more often.

[lampochkaart]

what do u think about people saying kaito "ruined kokichi's plan"? it doesn't really make sense to me because him coming out of the exisal was very necessary, as monokuma already knew the truth by that point and shuichi was purposefully trying to get everyone to choose the wrong answer to save kaito. I've also seen people say he didn't act like kokichi correctly, but no one in the trial was suspicious because he didn't act enough like kokichi? no matter how good his acting was the fact that he wasn't coming out of the exisal was what made them question it.

Hi, anon!!

Yeah, I also don't get why so many people say that Kaito "ruined Kokichi's plan" or " betrayed him", because he gave it his all until the point when the plan was unsalvageable.

Kaito confessed and left Exisal only when Shuichi had already revealed the whole plan. He realized too late that he should not have revealed the truth but played along instead. Monokuma wouldn't have believed how he suddenly began to convince everyone of the exact opposite of what he had just logically figured out. Plus, Monokuma would definetly know that Shuichi never met with anyone or suddenly dissapeared from cameras. I'm sure he was watching Shuichi like a hawk because he was relying on him so much to uncover the truth. So the lie Shuichi told was absolutely meaningless. And, although I don't think it's likely that Monokuma would allow the death of all participants due to the wrong choice, it was still too dangerous to take such a risk.

Kokichi understood this too and would probably approve of Kaito's decision. In fact, I kinda always thought that he may have been the one who insisted that Kaito would heroically come forward and tell the truth if things really went downhill. He understood perfectly well that everyone would need someone to raise their morale. And Kaito would be perfect for this.

That's why I really don't get when people joke about Kokichi being angry at Kaito for throwing plan out of the window at the last minute. The battle was already lost. There was no point in clinging to lies. And they both know that when you lose, you must lose with dignity.

As for Kaito's acting... I think he did a great job. Sure, at times he messed up a bit, but still. He sounded off when he was acting as Kokichi and he sounded off when he was acting as Kaito. They both at times sonded like they're caricatures of themselves. And that was the point. It was purposefully made like that so it would be impossible to tell who's inside. And Kaito actually did a very impressive job at acting as Kokichi, especially considering how little time he had to prepare (and only one try to do this)! And he really did fool his classmates (and many players). Others in the trial didn't think his acting was bad, the reason Shuichi was pushing that Kaito was still alive is because he *wanted* to believe that Kaito is alive, so he clung to everything that could prove it.

So, overall, Kaito did his damned best to try to make this plan work. And he only gave up when there was no chance of saving it.

[dissvicious]

I don’t know why it feels like your Kids deepest, darkest secret is that someone taught him how to play a classical instrument as a child and he still can do so but I dunno it FITS you feel me? Something like the Clarinette and Killer had to swear high and low that he would never, EVER tell anyone under threats of violence. Acts like there’s nothing more embarrassing under the Sun and the way he talks about classical music and how much it sucks? Yeah it would actually be pretty embarrassing if everyone knows he’s just as much a “lame grandpa ass” as anyone else who can play an instrument that usually doesn’t get plugged into something.

On the other end your Law feels like someone who really wanted to learn a classical instrument as a child but was just so…. Bad at it that eventually Cora gently had to tell him to stop.

Five year old Law abusing a violin so badly even an angel like Corazon couldn’t listen to it for long without some eyebrow twitching “Law… Law sweetie-“ SCREEEEEK SCOOOOOONK “Maybe-Maybe the guitar is more suited for you.” ZZZZZZZZKK “Law.” squeeeeeeeeeeAaaaaal “Law please.”

Also for the instrument in question I'm just gonna bring back the fact that this asshole (/pos) would be scottish IRL so ....

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

Hi!! I've got some questions for the dragon prince au because I absolutely adore it

Does Hiccup have the same ability as Ezran (talking to/communicating with animals) or something similar?

Also you said Toothless was a midnight dragon in your au would they be like night furies in the sense of being endangered or rare?

How/when does Hiccup lose his leg?

And if Jack is a mage in training, who's he training with?

@saturnniidae bestie, im SO GLAD YOU ASKED OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I'VE BEEN WANTING TO RAMBLE ABOUT THIS!

In order:

Ooohhh that’s a good idea. I actually hadn’t thought of Hiccup being able to communicate with animals, but it would definitely be a fun thing to add! Maybe not to the same extent as Ezran’s abilities, but i think Hiccup would definitely be more in tune with animals and dragons than anyone else from Berk. Or at least, anyone who’s currently living in Berk >:)

Kinda! So i went through the different dragons listed to exist in Xadia and i was trying to find some kind of tie-in and similarities between the two universes. And the Midnight Dragon seemed to match Toothless’s description the best. They’re said to have pitch black scales, sensitive eyes, and are quite shy. Which i think Toothless matches quite well, minus the shyness, and being in another universe there can be some attributes that aren't One-for-One to the OG universe. Plus it's fun to mess around with concepts. And we haven’t seen a Midnight Dragon yet, in the show or otherwise, and since they’re said to be shy, it makes sense that they wouldn’t be out and about a whole lot. So i think they’re definitely a rare dragon to see. They also have a Moon Arcanum too, and that helps tie in with Toothless being a Night Fury :)

How does Hiccup lose his leg? No idea. Still working on that plot. There’s like several different scenarios im thinking of and i haven’t figured it out quite yet. But during the main part of the story he’ll have both legs. For now >:) (Also this takes place a few years before the events with Callum, Rayla, and Ezran. Jack is 17 and Hiccup is 18 and im currently working on incorporating the other characters from both franchises rn. TRUST ME I’VE BEEN THINKING! THEY HAVE NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN)

Who's Jack's mentor? Another great question that i haven’t decided on yet. I had the idea for Jack’s mentor to be Nightlight, but then i thought that if anything he’d be a Startouch elf and not a Skywing. And now i’ve been thinking ‘what if he was self-taught?’ Like he’d gather books and scrolls, and try to figure it out on his own. Maybe some help here and there from other elves, but it’s never been a formal education. Kind of similar to Callum in books 1 and 2. 

But yeah! This is what's been banging around in my head for two weeks so far. Thank you SO MUCH FOR THE ASK it is MUCH APPRECIATED!! Always love the chance to ramble about my au ideas and the thoughts behind them

If you got any other questions, feel free to send any more questions! I've be HAPPY TO ANSWER THEM!

[the-kingshound]

This might seem weird but I genuinely love interacting with you.

Like you seem like such a sweet and kind person and everytime you post I get exited! Tkh is also already a master peice and we're only in the begining!

Sorry for babbling <3

Aww please. Don't say sorry, I love reading every single ask, they make my life brighter. And I love interacting with you all, you are incredibly sweet and have been so supportive. I couldn't ask for a better community❤

[trashyshrew]

Maybe some drawings of Inosuke please?

Also have a lovely day/night! ^-^

[habizuh-studios]

What's your favorite Donghua?

Ahh you can't make me choose... I love the Heaven Official's Blessing Donghua, the Scumbag System Donghua, and Link Click. So... spin a wheel!

[imnotcommitedtothis]

I'm sorry ur birthday wasn't good :, ( I hope tmrw is better :)

Anyway Aleheather headcanons...

As two spoilt rich kids they both grew up playing super posh sports like golf and badminton. After Total Drama they channel their pent up competitiveness into doubles tournaments. They got banned from one golf course after they got into a physical fight because Alejandro lost count of their scores and they couldn't agree on who was ahead.

Leshawna and Heather are best friends so they do double dates with Leshawna and Harold. It turns into a date for Leshawna and Heather while Harold and Alejandro try to make awkward conversation.

They are disinvited to group video game and board game nights because they take it way too seriously.

Alejandro loves PDA but Heather can’t stand it. They totally walk around arm in arm, especially at formal events so they can gossip about everyone. 

People assume that Heather thinks it’s hot when Alejandro speaks Spanish, actually she just thinks it’s cute because he is more inclined to speak Spanish when he’s shocked or not really focused. She would also definitely pick up a good bit of Spanish, she can understand what he’s saying but can’t speak it at all. Alejandro doesn’t know how much she can actually understand so when they’re fighting she laughs at him muttering about her under his breath.

The only person who knows that Heather likes horror movies is Alejandro. He hates them though but is happy enough to just fall asleep on her lap while she stays up late binging Saw.

They both become quite reserved and withdrawn after Total drama (I think being on the show would kind of fuck up all the contestants social skills and give them trust issues). Once they move in together they are total homebodies and spend every second together. Anytime has to go to a meeting or something Alejandro counts down the minutes until she comes home.

thank you, you are so sweet ;w;

those are really good, I actually agree with most stuff here!

the double tournaments are so goood,I love how they also got banned from it,because they are idiots

LESHAWNA AND HEATHER BESTIES SO TRUE,it'd be also funny if Heather talked to Harold while Leshawna glared at Alejandro the whole time (I also think Harold doesn't like Alejandro,so double awkwardness)

and they'd be disinvitend from most group activities, get too competive

her learning Spanish because of him is one of my faves, her doing it secretly so he doesn't know she understands him when he mutters in Spanish is really funny

also I think he'd hate horror movies too, would find them too gorey and crude for his liking but he'd still would try to watch it with her,or just sleep as she rewatches saw for the 100th time

I can totally see most of the cast developing some trust issues after the show, and I can see them preferring to stay home they would totally be attached to the hip, him counting the seconds till shes home is the sweetest thing ever he would always welcome her back home with the biggest smile on his face

[candies-and-sparkles]

Yet another, do elves have mental illnesses

What would you suggest for an elf struggling with anxiety?

If panic attacks are a regular things, I'd recommend seeing a therapist, but I always have elixers on hand to calm your nerves! so if you need it, I'll be here :)

[thefabledpheasant]

Merlin x Lancelot

Asked by @destinychicken68

So, agh, I go back and forth on this one A LOT. Because on one hand, I tend to headcanon Lancelot as straight, but then I see their scenes together and I go 🤔🤔

Honestly, I think Merlin and Lance are so goddamn charming that they are able to have extreme chemistry with basically anyone, so when the two of them are together, it’s like there are fireworks every second.

There are ships I like better than this one, but it IS an amazing ship. Lance matches Merlin’s sweetness to a crazy degree and it’s everything Merlin deserves, but not what I think Merlin falls hard for. I think they’re both so kind that there’d basically never be any angst and I need some angst lol

That being said, Lance should’ve been around him a lot more, in whatever way the writers would’ve given. Merlin needed someone like him around and they clearly made each other happy.

Ranking:

80/100

Feel free to Send me ships to rank :)

[ashelin-lordshenblog]

do you think Shen reconciled with his parents in the spirit realm..?

Hii there, thank you so much for the ask <3<3 It made me happy. I'm so sorry for not answering quickly, I got into clases again so they have me busy. But I'll answer even if it's a little late heh.

Yes! I can see him getting a big talk with them, I can imagine not having a good time at the start, Shen feeling uncomfortable since he didn't knew how to react or feel when the topic is about his parents, it's like his soft side also shows up, and it would be hard for him to see them again. But after some time, he could reconcile with them, getting calm.

I have this as a headcanon on why he was more calm in the fourth movie, maybe he already had that talk with his parents, and it would explain why he did that little bow to Po, even if it was a very liiittle one.

Hahssh sorry for the rambling, I like to talk about this peacock a lot.

[rrat-king]

beloved rat have u got any tracker fic recs? :P

oh of course i do she’s my girl!

a kind wolf will come with bandages in her mouth by venoralor

you always come back to her by crosswordfriend

let the heavens falter by allapplesfall

let the wolves sing by macaronidoodles

+ a little self plug cuz i love writing tracker:

girl stuff by me

[littlemarianah]

oh my gosh your post has me emotional about the everlark family 😭 it was so good!! i’ve never thought a lot about the kids as they get older but i really enjoyed that and definitely will be thinking about them a lot today!

Oh, thank you so much.

I'm happy that you liked it. I honestly can't stop thinking about them Especially growing up and dealing with a Panem rebuilding and the trauma of their parents. How much this impacts the people they are.

I love them so much. I love their family so much and I love how complex the "happy ending" is

I wrote a fanfic about them. If you want to take a look.

[ratfreecog]

Got any hcs on big brother Crutchie little brother Jack?

This has been sitting in my ask box for so long I’m so sorry I meant to get to it on the first day but I was so busy I just never did

Generally no I’m a big believer in middle brother Crutchie and older brother Jack and younger brother Race but I’m nothing if not adaptable and I can absolutely see the potential so here’s some things I just made up

They met when Jack was around 10 and Crutchie was 12, Jack had just gotten out of The Refuge for the first time and had no idea how to live on his own. He thought about what his dad did to keep them alive and step one was get a job, so he followed some newsies one day to the distribution center. While he was in line to get his papers he saw a kid with a crutch who was laughing and joking with everyone around him, and the kid came up to him and introduced himself as Crutchie and promised to teach Jack everything he knew. They were best friends in a day.

Jack was kind of a scrawny kid and Crutchie towered over him at first, but Jack hit a growth spurt around 13 and shot up above him. He still teases Crutchie about being bigger than his big brother. Crutchie tries to beat him up for it.

When Crutchie first got his slingshot (uksies moment Matthew Duckett you mean everything to me ever) he used it on Jack all the time. It got to the point where Jack can catch the pebbles or whatever he’s using that day out of the air before it hits him. Man’s reflexes are on point and he can thank his big brother for that. Crutchie calls it teaching him survival skills, and Jack hated admitting that it does sometimes come in handy.

Jack doesn’t like when people assume he’s older or has more power because he doesn’t like that other people think Crutchie is weak, especially when Jack relies on him for so much. Crutchie doesn’t really mind because he’s mostly learned to ignore other people’s opinions on him, but Jack never really gets over it.

(Hurt/comfort incoming)

One time when Jack got out of the Refuge after being in there for a few months, Crutchie found him on the rooftop instead of in his bunk bed. Jack cried for hours in Crutchie’s lap, trying to explain that the bunk room felt so much like the Refuge that he couldn’t breathe, and how scared he was being locked up, and how scared he was escaping, how scared he was of getting brought back. Crutchie was so shocked cause he had never seen Jack act like this before, and he realized just how much he was willing to do for him, and the next time Jack was at risk of going to the refuge again during the strike, Crutchie made sure he wouldn’t (uksies moment again and also newsies jr moment with the “Jack run!”), even though it meant getting sent there himself.

While Crutchie was in the refuge, all he could think about were Jack’s stories, and how broken he seemed every time he got out. It scared him to death to be faced with that, and he tried so hard to hide any weakness or pain so that he could be strong enough for both of them. It didn’t stop Jack from crying for both of them and not letting Crutchie out of his sight for awhile after he got back, for his own sake more than Crutchie’s.

Jack relies on Crutchie for so much. He’s his person that he tells everything to, and is one of the only people he feels like he can act his age around. He doesn’t need to be Jack Kelly newsie leader around him, he can just be Jack Kelly Crutchie’s little brother and that’s really the only thing that’s kept him going for so long.

Thanks so much for the ask!! This was a lot of fun to think about for a change and I do think the dynamic works really well and is so interesting

[perdvivly]

🔥 beauty

*abhumanex0, bubbliterally, perdvivly and tranxio are sitting around a fire*

abhumanex0: 🔥 beauty bubbliterally: How are you doing that with your mouth? perdvivly: I'm trying out beauty. bubbliterally: What does that mean? perdvivly: It means that for a long time a particular brand of brainworms I've had comes from the Platonic conception of beauty as this horrible deciever. I'm trying to shed that. tranxio: That's an anachronistic genealogy of the idea. perdvivly: Huh? tranxio: Plato does talk about the interplay between truth and beauty. Notably in the Ion and in The Republic, books two, three, and ten. Plato is worried that the arts and specifically poetry in the Ion, as Ion of Ephesus was a rhapsode, are persuasive by means of rhetoric rather than an appeal to the truth. Specifically, an account of truth that Plato takes to be his idea of Forms. But Plato is chiefly concerned with the interplay between mimesis, from the Ancient Greek mimos, meaning "imitative" and diegesis roughly meaning "narrative". For Plato, the poets are doing a bad job of representing the beauty of truth; they are unable to capture its virtue. But that doesn't mean that Plato doesn't care about beauty or reviles beauty. Plato considers the Form of Beauty to be very important! He talks about it at length in the symposium and does note the associations in many more dialogues. e.g. phaedo, phaedrus, parmenides. I think this is most obvious when you consider what surviving writings we have from Plato. They're dialogues. He was writing creative fiction. He was engaging in a memetic artform, but one that he hoped would transcend the pitfalls of poetry. A "pure crystalline theatre of the mind". I think that the idea you had in mind dervies from the Neoplatonic tradition as it was interpreted by Christianity. The works of Plotinus come to us by way of his pupil Porphyry-- bubbliterally: --wait! You're saying that Christianity takes its philosophical foundations from Neoplatonism? tanxio: That's right. Dean Inge emphasises this point in his book on Plotinus. He says there is "an utter impossibility of excising Platonism from Christianity without tearing Christianity to pieces." Or if that isn't convincing consider that Saint Augustine-- perdvivly: --the saint who fucked. tranxio: That's right, the saint who fucked. Consider that he says of Plato's system that it was the "most pure and bright in all of philosophy" and he talks of Plotinus as a man in whom "Plato lived again". The early church owes a great deal of philosophical debt in this regard. bubbliterally: That's fascinating, so you're saying that Plotinus distrusted beauty and that's where the seed that Viv is picking up on originates? tranxio: Aha, no. Not quite. There is nothing in the mysticism of Plotinus that is hostile to beauty. But he is the last religious teacher for many centuries of whom this can be said. Plotinus founded the Neoplatonic tradition but he wasn't the sole arbiter of their beliefs. Beauty and all the pleasures associated with it came to be thought to be of the Devil. Pagans and Christians alike came to glorify ugliness and dirt. Julian the Apostate, like contemporary orthodox saints, boasted of the populousness of his beard. bubbliterally: But how did all this happen? tranxio: That's a matter of historical debate. The Neoplatonists found themselves in dialogue with the Gnostics for long while. And Porphyry suggests that there is precident in Plato for turning away from the physical world of matter. Perhaps it happened as an extension or outbranch of these dialogues? I'm not certain. But I can go and do more research on it if you would like? bubbliterally: No pressure, but I'd really enjoy the answer if you could find it! tranxio: Of course! *tranxio leaves, presumably to go to the library*

bubbliterally: That was an interesting historical perspective, but can you say more on what you meant Viv? You're "trying out beauty"? perdvivly: Right. I grew up in a pretty heavily Christian dominated soceity and personal environment. My grandparents were missionaries and I went to Sunday school. And because I grew up in England, you can bet that that sect was Anglican. Protestantism is... Austere. It's in a really sharp contrast to Catholicism. You know, you imagine these elaborate ornate robes, the alters decked-out with gold and you have these huge buildings with complicated architecture... And then you have, what I was raised in, which is, sort of an extreme embodiment of the famous saying "simplicity is the ultimate sophistication" so imagine like, wooden pews so upright they could fix quasimodo's posture, plain homespun clothing, nothing ornate or elaborate just this very bare aesthetic. And gradually through a sort of cultural osmosis I think I took some of this in without meaning to or critically evaluating whether or not I wanted to. abhumanex0: So, that's a more personal etiology, it doesn't really answer the question of what you mean though. perdvivly: I know, and I don't want to mess you about, but let me give one more take on why this feels so forceful to me before I expand on what I mean and why I want it. abhumanex0: Go ahead. perdvivly: Have you ever seen something really beautiful and been compelled by it? Or, someone even? bubbliterally: I think we all know about being horny. perdvivly: Right! Sexual desire is actually a really good use-case here. abhumanex0: Not what use-case means but continue. perdvivly: It feels deep down gut-level wrong to be forced by my own body to want something without regard for its... wholeness? Without regard for all of it and all of its interactions with me... Have you ever been compelled against your better judgement to eat junk food that you know will make you feel ill? That to me feels like the same pernicious facet of force that beauty compells. Beauty in this way, sort of forces a passitivy of choice. bubbliterally: the same kind that David Foster Wallace was talking about with Eric the other day? perdvivly: Exactly! Think Catullus 85. I am beset on all sides by emotion and the waves of those emotions are bigger and stronger than I am. I'm afraid of being drowned by them. I'm afraid of being killed by them. Beauty is chief among these emotion makers. abhumanex0: Have you considered that when you say "It feels... wrong to be forced by your own body" that's an extension of the cultural Neoplatonism you absorbed through Christianity? Seeing this sharp distinction between mind and body? perdvivly: I... Hadn't... That's actually a really astute point. bubbliterally: I see... So that's why the issue is so forceful for you. But you want to try beauty out? Okay, maybe I don't see. You love and you hate beauty at the same time? perdvivly: There's no escaping it. So what I mean when I say, "I'm trying out beauty" is that I'm trying to integrate an appreciation for beauty into my life. And there are so many things I find beautiful. That I'm slowly realising I can appreciate without being destoryed by... It''s a long and hard journey. And I'm nowhere near being very good at it yet. But I think it's probably a pretty crucial step on the path of fully realising my own autonomy. bubbliterally: I think it's interesting that this whole discussion has had the locus it's had. That you've situated yourself as the desirer in world of objects to be desired, but you haven't really talked about the effects of being desired. perdvivly: Oh, well. One thing at a time. But I pretty much think that the feminists of the 80s were right about most of it. I could say more but maybe that's a story for another time. *abhumanex0 and bubbliterally both nod* perdvivly: So, how about you guys? bubbliterally: Us? perdvivly: Yeah.🔥 beauty bubbliterally: Okay seriously, how the fuck are you doing that with your mouth?