#this took awhile

[baldursgate3tempobsessed]

Hiii!

I love your writing, especially Mirror, Mirror! Are you still taking request? I‘ve been thinking about Ascended Astarion and female Tav/Reader attending a ball for the politicians and nobles of Baldur’s Gate, getting all dressed up and socializing, dancing and Astarion flirting with her all night long. Astarion obviously wouldn’t waste a chance to be alone with Tav/Reader, takes her on a romantic stroll in the gardens and has his wicked way with her somewhere in a dark corner 👀

I can not make Ascnedant Astarion not dark I am SORRY but I can't help myself. The intro to this is sad bad, but honestly it gets pretty fun later down the line. Gotta set up that Stockholm syndrome. You gots it here.

Tw: Murder, Violence, not much but it is there, graphic smut, 18+ sweet dark fluff. I do consider this Stockholm on your end. Very inspired by the in-game quote of locking you away for a decade. Also, never write shit only in tumblr post editor, I lost half of this right before I was going to post last and it almost killed me

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Astarion was.... aware that you'd been having a hard time as of late. If anyone could empathize with the complications of being a vampire spawn, it was certainly him. Even though his circumstance were obviously much, much worse than yours ever could be.

He was no Cazador. Astarion was different, he loved you. He knew what was best for you. All that needed to happen now was for you to accept it.

And in your defense, you were trying. It had taken a long time for you to finally come to terms with the full extent of power he had over you as his spawn. He would always know where you were through sensation alone. Always ready and willing to drag you back home if need be. He could compel you to his side at any moment, though he did have a bad habit of going out to find you during your little tantrums. It seemed to work better to put you in your place, especially since he had very little self-control when it came to who you associated with. Many a possible friend had died at his hand, in front of your eyes. A waste, really, one that wouldn't be necessary if you would just listen.

But the demonstrations had been useful. Slowly but surely you were learning that the option of secrets between the two of you had died the second he sunk his fangs into your wrist. He had personally put an official stop to all of your extracurricular activities. The things you used to do in your spare time were silly and dangerous, always going out of your way to help the undeserving. But now he had the control to stop you, to sequester you at the estate where you were safe.

You had nowhere to be besides his side and you were finally starting to understand that. Things were so much easier when you gave in and listened, happier and more fun.

Lately, it had almost felt like another honeymoon phase, with your sudden predilection for extreme loyalty. It helped that he could still see into your mind through the new connection, fully aware that your love remained real and pure, if not a bit melancholic. It was silly really, the guilt you felt towards him for letting him ascend. Never mind the thousands he sacrificed, you were too concerned with how power had chanced him.

It was cute. Stupid, but cute. Because obviously it had changed him for the better. How else would he be where he was now? With his hands already in nearly every major part of Baldur's Gate's governance? He had made wide, sweeping moves to gain control in the past year, banking on your dual hero status to deflect from his more... unsavory attributes. But it was working, and in a few years time this city would belong to him. Then the two of you would be on to the next major conquest. A future that you were just now coming to terms with.

And Astarion wanted to reward you for that acceptance. He had been a bit paranoid of late, paranoid enough to not let you out of the house for a solid fortnight. But for good reason. The last of the Gur had come out of the woodwork recently, looking for revenge for their children and fallen comrades. With a specific interest in you. It had made sense, in a way. You were his greatest weakness after all. So of course he had to take it upon himself to personally hunt the last of them down to tear them limb from limb.

But now they were officially gone, and he was finally feeling comfortable with letting you out into the world again. Just not out of his sight. And tonight was the perfect opportunity. He had a mandatory soirée to attend, populated by neighboring nobles and a few powerful foreigners. One that would be so much more entertaining with you willingly by his side. Or forced, if need be. Depending on if you decided to be in one of your moods, though they were a rarity nowadays.

But no, you turned out to be too excited at the prospect of leaving the house to even attempt being a brat. Astarion watched you with a smile as you appeared at the top of the staircase, dressed to the nines. He whistled as he watched you descend, beyond pleased with how you looked. He met you at the bottom of the landing, easily wrapping an arm around your waist before setting a quick kiss to your temple, "You look beautiful pet. Absolutely stunning."

You truly did. A navy satin gown that matched your skin tone perfectly, fitted with delicate straps and a low bodice. Perhaps the slit in the leg was a little high, revealing too much of your perfect thigh for the rest of the world. But you looked too good for him to complain.

You really were so gorgeous, could he be blamed for wanting to dress you up?

You rolled your eyes, but Astarion didn't miss the tiny smile dancing on your lips, "You're the one who picked it out."

"And you wear it perfectly," Astarion praised, already leading you out the door. He kept you close to his side during the short journey, his eyes darting around your surroundings every few moments. His paranoia had been quelled, but it hadn't completely died out. But he had already made the decision that he was going to be on his best behavior tonight, and that included not indulging in his protective nature. You deserved nothing less.

But that didn't stop Astarion from taking some mental notes on those who stared at you too brazenly when you arrived. Part of him couldn't blame them, not when he could understand your thrall better than any one else. But the other, more fun part of himself was too busy imagining ripping them apart for the audacious, lustful stares.

But he didn't drag the two of you out for strictly fun, a fact that he was quickly reminded of when you were approached by the main host, "Lord Ancunín! I'm so pleased that you could make it."

Astarion vaguely remembered who he was, though he was much more interested in his friends than the man himself. The man turned his attention toward you, brow raised, "And who is this beautiful creature?"

Astarion could feel his brow twitch at the insolence. How dare he not know who you were? The Hero of Baldur's Gate, his consort, the love of his life, how could someone of his breeding be so ignorant? You had to many titles to choose from for introductions, so Astarion decided on the most important, "This is the future Lady Ancunín, my fiancé."

He could feel you tense at his side, staring up at him with wide eyes like what he said was surprising. Which was odd. He had been extremely clear about his intentions since the day he ascended, marriage was the obvious next step for the two of you.

"Well it's lovely to meet you," The noble said with a smile, his attention going straight back to Astarion, "Now if you'll excuse us, I have a few matters to discuss with your future husband."

Astarion was startlingly close to hurting this man. What on earth made him feel as though he had the right to dismiss you? He tightened the arm he had around your waist, sneering at him, "There is nothing that you can say that she won't eventually know. Don't waste our time."

Then he proceeded to do just that, wasting Astarion's time with useless information and worthless attempts at allyships. It seemed to be an unfortunate trend as the night progressed, just reinforcing how utterly useless the gentry could really be. Not to mention their constant passive dismissal of you. He really was going to need to start letting you out more often, though he had to wonder if they were even worthy of your presence. He would have been a bit more forceful regarding his own displeasure at their arrogance if you weren’t so distracting.

It was hard to hold onto his own indignation when you seemed so content. You were leaning into him the whole night, smiling softly through all of his inane conversations. Never failing to be adorably pleased at your introduction. It made Astarion want to fawn over you, alternating between whispering sweet nothings in your ear and sweeping you onto the dance floor. All of your pleased laughs and giggles music to his ears.

He kept you close all evening, never allowing you to wander past his sight. His arm stayed firmly around your waist, never quite shaken off after your first waltz together. But you didn't seem to mind. If anything you were glowing under the attention, happy in a way he hadn't seen for a long time. Too long. Beautiful enough for him to have the overly romantic thought that he never wanted the night to end.

Even after he had done his rounds, engaged with all whom he had planned on, he wasn't quite ready to leave. They had all been dreadfully dull, but at least a few conversations would prove useful in the future at the very least.

He started to steer you towards the back garden doors, whispering in your ear, "Take a walk with me?"

You followed him easily, happy to leave the bustle of the ballroom and step into the coolness of the night. You both started walking, hand and hand in a comfortable silence. It was a pretty enough garden, hedges and ivy lining the walkways, a white slightly weathered gazebo placed in the center.

"You know," You said eventually, as the two of you went up the gazebo steps. You leaned against the railing, looking at him with a coy smile, "I don't recall you ever proposing."

Astarion barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes as he crowded around you. It was an unnecessary question, considering how you would have no choice in the matter. But he was playing nice tonight. Astarion grinned at you, bracing his hands on the railing to cage you in his arms, "If you want a proposal, I'm more than happy to oblige."

"I do," You were playing with the lapel of his jacket, looking up at him through your lashes, "Sooner than later if you don't mind."

"Your wish is my command," Astarion murmured, shameless as he started to kiss along the line of your throat, "I'm proud of you pet. You've been an angel all night."

"You haven't given me much to complain about," You said with a small laugh, your breath hitching when his fangs scraped against your delicate skin, hard enough to make pinpricks of blood bubble to the surface.

"You know..." Astarion started, pulling back to look you in the eye. His voice gentle but serious, "It could always be like this. If you let it."

"I... I know," You admitted, biting on your lower lip as you struggled for the words, "I-I want that. I want you. Even if... it's like this."

Astarion would take offense at the subtle dig if it was anyone else. But with you? He was just happy that you were finally coming around, at long last willing to accept the fate he'd set for you.

"You have it," Astarion promised, tilting your chin up to press a light kiss to your lips, "For as long as I breathe my love, you're mine. And I'm yours-"

You kissed him before he could finish, wrapping your arms around his neck, forceful in a way that he had desperately missed. But you were pulling back too soon, your mouth swollen and your lipstick slightly smeared, smiling at him like the precious thing you were.

How could he resist?

"I think you deserve a reward for tonight my pet," Astarion said, leaning in to softly kiss along your jaw, "For being such a sweetheart."

His hands were wandering, already moving to pluck at the delicate straps of your dress, slowly teasing them to drop down your shoulders.

You made no moves to stop him as your eyes darted around the empty space, "H-Here? But what if someone sees?"

"Then I'll tear their eyes out and feed them back to anyone who stumbles on us," Astarion said simply, smiling at the way it made you laugh softly.

"Violence isn't always the answer you know," You said, your breath hitching as he lightly bit your neck. Your dress still slinking down all the while, "I thought we talked about that?"

"Perhaps," Astarion murmured, "But it seems to usually work in my favor."

He had already managed to slip the straps down enough to ease the way, brazenly tugging the fabric until your breasts spilled from the top. He leaned back in, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth as you gasped; mewling when he began touching you, shamelessly pinching your nipples just to hear you whine.

He adored all your little noises, so easy to coax out of your mouth. He could feel his own cock pulsing in the confines of his trousers, the feeling getting worse and worse as you started to whimper.

Astarion let one of his hands travel further down, right through the slit in your gown. He traced the seam of your pussy through delicate lace, smiling into the kiss from how the simple touch had your hips pitching forward. He could feel you getting wet, already seeping through the fabric of your panties, your needy cunt already begging for his touch. And Astarion was more than happy to oblige.

He tore them from your hips, letting the tattered pieces fall unceremoniously to the ground before he started to rub his palm against your clit, more slick gushing out as you moaned.

You were clutching at his shoulders, panting into his mouth as he played with you. Your thighs tightened around his hand, your cunt wet enough to fill the air with messy, indecent sounds.

Whatever trepidation you had before was quickly dissolving, a small chant escaping your lips as you two kissed, Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.

Astarion was more than happy to oblige.

"Hold onto me darling," Astarion ordered, giving you a split second to tighten your grip around his neck before he was lifting you in the air, settling you on top of the thick railing with your legs spread wide. He made quick work of taking his weeping cock out, rubbing it along the seam of your cunt as you moaned. And then he was pushing inside, the slide soaked and easy.

You felt so tight around him, tight and sopping wet as he started to fuck into you. He bent his head down, popping one of your hard nipples into your mouth as you cried out, your nails clawing into his shoulders. You wrapped your legs around his hips, trying to pull him in even closer, despite the fact that he was pressed deeply inside of you. Hitting all of your sensitive places.

He could tell that you were close, your whining getting more and more high-pitched by the second, your sweet cunt pulsing around his cock. Astarion started to rub at your clit again, at the perfect angle to make you tense up and cry out. And just like that you were squirting against his hand, breathing heavy as your orgasm ravaged through you.

Astarion grinned, popping off your breast to kiss your slack mouth. Naughty thing that you were, making a mess all over your fancy dress. He pulled back to look at you, debauched and panting, your pupils dilated at you stared up at him. You looked gorgeous, fucked out and perfect.

He started to fuck you harder, the erotic image was too much for his mind to handle. You where whining with each thrust, no doubt oversensitive as he roughly slammed into you. But you were a good girl, taking it without a single complaint as you held on for dear life, tears springing to the corners of your eyes. But lucky enough for you, you didn't have to wait long.

Astarion spilled inside of you with a drawn out moan, grinding circles into your cunt as you quivered. You pulled him in for another kiss, messily sliding your lips together as he filled you up. The two of you stayed like that for awhile, lazily kissing as he softened inside of you. It felt good, it felt right, the perfect end to a great night.

Astarion pulled out slowly, cooing at you as you gasped at the feeling. Your legs were still trembling as he set you back on the ground, bad enough for Astarion to wonder if he should just pick you up before you crumpled on the floor.

But first...

Astarion dropped to his knees, ignoring your surprised gasp as he spread your legs back apart.

"Hush darling," Astarion ordered as he pushed your dress back up, "Let me have a look at you."

Astarion was aware that he had gotten a little rough near the end there. It wouldn't be the first time he made you bleed during sex, nor the last. But he would hate to do so accidently. But no, your pussy looked perfectly healthy, if not a little swollen. Flushed and pink, your hole still twitching the slightest bit. The sight of your pussy all slick and red was nearly enough to make his mouth water.

"Spread your legs a little further pet," Astarion murmured, looking just to look. He gently added pressure to your shaking thighs until you complied, "That's it. Good girl."

His cum was already starting to leak out of you, the smallest bit of white making it's first appearance amongst your wet folds. No doubt it would be sliding down your legs soon enough. He could do something about that. But then again... the alternative sounded like too much fun.

Astarion stood back up with a smile, patting your pussy once before letting your dress fall back down, "Try to hold it in darling. We wouldn't want to make another mess, would we?"

You nodded slowly, still looking half out of it. A sweet, hazy look still plastered onto your face. You were already leaning in for another kiss, naturally desperate for more contact. Contact that Astarion was more than happy to give. He pulled you closer, kissing you deeply; your fingers tangling in his hair to pull him even closer. He wrapped his arms around your back, dipping his tongue between your lips as you dreamily sighed.

You pulled away first, to his displeasure, but you didn't go far. You rested your forehead against his, smiling softly with loving eyes, "Hi."

Astarion couldn't help but smile back, taking the time to tuck a wild piece of hair behind your ear, "Hello my treasure. Did you have fun tonight?"

"I think you know the answer to that," You giggled softly, "I'm not even sure I can walk."

That he did. And there would be many more nights like it. Though for now, he'd prefer to get you home. He felt a bit reluctant to parade you back out there for the masses eyes, so obviously debauched by his hands. No, the sight of you happy and flushed was for his eyes only. Your night would be ending here.

You squeaked as he swept you up in his arms, already muttering the magic for a portal under his breath. And just like that the two of you were gone, completely uncaring to give any good byes.

The two of you popped right into the entry hall of the estate, sudden enough to nearly scare a maid half to death. Astarion paid them no mind, too busy with carrying you upstairs to the sanctuary of your quarters.

You cuddled into his chest, looking up at him with a nervous look, "Did... Did I do good tonight?"

"Of course you did," Astarion cooed as he kicked the door to the bedroom open, trying to softly drop you on the bed, "Perfect creature that you are, what else could have possibly happened?"

But you didn't let go when he tried to pull back, clinging hard enough for Astarion to simply follow you. But he didn't mind, no he preferred you like this. Needy, wanting, and his. He twisted the two of your around, settling only when he had you laying on top of him. He would set a bath for the two of you later, but for now he was more than happy to lay here, watching as your tired to stay conscious. You always got so tired after sex, just one more silly thing that he was endeared by.

"I love you," You mumbled, your eyes falling closed, "Thank you for taking me tonight. For trusting me. I... thank you."

"I love you too darling," Astarion murmured back, kissing your forehead, "You get better by the day. I really am proud of you."

It was true. You were learning, adjusting. Give him a decade and you'd be completely immersed in your new life, all thoughts of useless things like "freedom" forgotten.

You were his. Until the end of time, you'd be together.

He'd make sure of that.

[gods-of-kanto]

The camera seems to be following King only now... I wonder why

[mmavverickk]

The way the fandom somehow forgets that the only reason Iapetus became Bob is because he was straight up trying to kill Percy. Percy didn’t actually have an obligation to the murderous Titan he memory-wiped to save his life and his two cousins. The only he thought about Bob after SOH was probably something along the lines of “one less Titan to fight” and nothing else, because again, he tried to kill Percy. This doesn’t even touch on the fact that Hades would not allow Percy to visit the Underworld to visit Bob; the very next time Percy comes to the Underworld, he gets locked in a cell. Like, nice of Nico to talk to Bob and all, but Percy had no reason to think this was occurring or to ever think about what was going on with that one Titan who almost killed him. I beg of some of y’all to think about context

bestie i love Bob but i could list reasons why Percy has no obligation to him, and vice versa.

Bob came into being because Iapetus was trying to kill Percy. he was borne from a fight to the death that Percy only survived because he was smart enough to use his surroundings to his advantage. Percy could have left him alone, confused, and empty on the banks of the Lethe. it would have been well within his rights as a kid who'd just almost died at this being's hand. instead, he took him to Hades, who would, if not take care of him, at least keep him safe. any obligation Percy may have had to the titan ended there.

and Bob? he didn't have to go down to Tartarus for Percy. that he did just shows how kind Iapetus could be, at his base, with no memories interfering with his loyalties. Bob remembers Percy saying they were friends, and that's it. nothing more from him. he goes to help because Nico told Bob how good a friend Percy could be. and once he gets to Tartarus? Percy immediately starts manipulating him again. rather than 'this is who you are,' it's 'this is what to do' and it's subtle enough that it can be disguised as a friend helping a friend! and Percy may even think of Bob as a friend, but that's not what he is first and foremost. first and foremost, he's a titan who needs to be kept in check.

gosh i love their dynamic. it's so intricate.

[snazzyladreal]

A nice rainy day

based on how much rain I’ve been getting this summer

[addsalwayssick]

R.A.B Drawing :) below cut is the process

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE IGNORE THE HAIR

sketch and reference photo

outline / line work

(Taylor announcing her new album as a bonus)

xoxo, ARB

[thegenderfluidace]

Oof finally drawn Moon! Hopefully this actually looks good cause I’ve probably been staring at it for too long =^=

[same-name-supremacy]

How did the cast first feel about Simon before they all realized he creepy as fuck?

Whoa that’s a good question! Alright I’ll do this individually

Opal: She saw a potential new friend! A bit odd, but a new friend!

Glenn: He thought he was really weird and creepy

Heath: He thought he was super creepy and annoying

Danika: She thought he was another annoying weird man. Great

Leshawn: He thought he was an overexcited fanboy

Ginnifer: She thought he was cool! Another cool new dude!

DJ: She thought he was mean. Why did he want her negative opinion on her friends?

Lincoln: He loved his hair! Such a nice purple! Where has he seen that shade before?

Bryson: He thought he was chill, just very intense

Trin: She noticed the weird looks she gave Jody, she’s not a fan of him

Harriet: She thought he was a huge Drama Sisters fan! Jody must be his favourite!

Corey: He thought Simon was just another interviewer

Seth: He thought Simon was cool. Man I didn’t know people could get so tall!

Jody: She was creeped out when she first met him. He wouldn’t stop.. staring at her. She felt him touch her hair and shoulder a couple of times.

Issac: He thought Simon was great! Someone he can spill all the dirt he has on the others!

Taylor: She thought he was a bit intense.

Kam and Sam: They thought he was just a huge fan.

Justine: She had no thoughts on him. She really didn’t care about him

Noelle: She thought he was really annoying. He’s very invasive and he told everyone she has a few fake teeth. Thanks for that creep

Evan: He hated him. Just leave me alone

Elizabeth: She thought he was pretty smart, he really knew everyone!

Alejandra: Really annoying and creepy. Glad he’s off her team

[galaxysharks]

Some conversations are hard

*ding*

"Does Jet need something?" Ashlyn asked as she paused the video. It was the fourth interruption in the past twenty minutes. She didn't really mind, but Maddie has had to get up and step out to call and explain the steps to making spaghetti three times now, and Ash is pretty sure that's more times than there are steps to do.

Normally, Ash would just suggest they go get dinner and bring him some on the way, but Maddie was down to just her undershirt and some sweats and Ashlyn had already changed into pajamas. Again, not that it would be the first PJ food run, but this set showed a little more leg than she was prepared to flaunt to her girlfriend's brother. Also she was enjoying the rare view of Maddox's shoulder muscles, so sue her.... actually right now, they were flexing and shifting, which was odd....

"actually, it's not Bro-Bear this time, it's Madison. She needs help remembering how we made the trees for Into the Woods...."

"Wait, you seriously still talk to her!?", at some point, Ashlyn will learn not to blurt out the first thing on her mind. I mean she's got to right? Well regardless, this particular outburst went over about as well as could be expected.

Maddox put her phone to the side and stared, "What's that supposed to mean? We're friends, of course I'm going to text her".

"She's not your friend, Maddie, I don't want you texting her" really Ash, 10/10 job on the not sounding like an abusive asshole!

"I don't understand, you've never been upset about this before" see, that's a perfectly reasonable approach to this situation, take notes, Ash!

"that was before I knew about that night at the shrine!" nope, sticking with the asshole route, that's a choice.

Maddox paused then, and turned to the door, pulling her legs up and wrapping her arms around them. Ashlyn could see those beautiful expressive eyes, they were pooling.

"I-I didn't realize me being with her would change things for you...." Maddie stuttered as she stood, "Hey, Ash.... I think I should go check on Jet..."

JJ jumped up from where he had been sleeping on the rug. He shoved Maddie back against the bed, pinning her.

Ash leapt to her feet, hurrying forward and stopping in front of her girlfriend.

"Wait! Wait! I'm saying this all wrong. I'm not upset that you were with her!" Ashlyn goes to put her hands on her shoulders, but stops when Maddie cringes away.

She supposed it was a credit to their relationship that JJ isn't snarling at her with how tightly Maddox is gripping his fur....

"What are you mad about then, what did I do?" Maddox still refused to meet her eyes, instead looking at JJ as she scratched behind his ears.

"You didn't do anything, She assaulted you!" Maddox flinched back at the tone and words.

"Don't, don't call it that! T-that's not what--"

"You didn't want to, and she continued anyway"

"She, I didn't say anything...."

"Hey.... I know you right? I know when you're uncomfortable and upset?"

"Yeah, yeah always"

"She knew you too. She knew you weren't okay, and pushed you to keep going." Ashlyn worked to keep her voice gentle and steady, she really needed to be calm for this.

"Ash....maybe she thought...."

"You had a panic attack because you thought you might have made me feel how you felt, and you get tense and jumpy every time she texts." Ashlyn sat beside her on the bed, JJ now casually resting his head on Maddie's legs.

"Ash....I.....I didn't want to...." The fluid that has pooled finally gave way, streaming down her cheeks. Maddox slid to the ground and buried her face into JJ's shoulder.

Ashlyn joined her, gently running her hand through her hair and letting her girlfriend lean into her side.

"Ssshhhh.....ssshhhh, you're alright. I know it's going to be hard, but continuing to talk to her is hurting you." Privately, Ashlyn also thought Maddox would benefit from speaking to someone about this, but it's not for her to reveal, and right now she has more pressing things to be concerned with.

[sh-0-w-1-sh]

When I said the tangled AU has me on a chokehold I wasn’t lying.

Creds go to my amazing friend @sonic-tangled-au

[epicaricacyyy]

burp.

[heroftruth]

what are Hilda's views and relationships with each of the Unova gym leaders?

Cilan, Chili, Cress Hilda doesn't blame them for not making it to the league when Plasma attacked. Straiton City wasn't a close trek to make, and being newer gym leaders didn't help matters for them either. She respects them, and their decision to resign to train. Lenora She was the one to remind Hilda to take care of herself when she accepted the night stone in Nacrene City. It's something Hilda is still thankful for. Lenora was a big help when it came to finding the light stone as well. She regards Lenora highly and is glad she's directing the museum she loves now.

Burgh He was a massive help to Hilda when Plasma stole the skull from Nacrene, and again when Bianca's Munna was stolen. His gym wasn't pleasant and required a long shower after to get the honey out of her hair though. Another gym leader she respects.

Elesa Her gym was the most challenging of all for Hilda. Type matchup wise, it was a struggle. Hilda is still so thankful that Elesa interfered when Bianca's father attempted to drag her back home, her words helped him realize it was time to let Bianca be a trainer. She respects Elesa.

Clay At first Hilda did not know what to think of him since he made her and Cheren search for Plasma. However, she grew to respect him after his advice to decide her own limits and how he recognized that she and her friends shouldn't be having to fight this but enjoying their journey instead. He recognized that they were just kids. She's thankful to him for how he supports Rood's group and stands up for them.

Skyla Hilda met Skyla when her journey had started to take a turn and the stress of what was going on with Plasma was starting to weigh on her. Following her to Celestial Tower and the words she'd told her when she'd rung the bell helped. Hilda views her as a strong trainer, and she's thankful for her help.

Brycen Hilda really doesn't know much about the ice-type gym leader, but she respects his strength. He was helpful to her and Cheren when Dragonspiral Tower was used by Plasma for N to wake Zekrom, making sure the teens didn't go in there alone.

Drayden She respects him greatly and is forever thankful for the information he gave her regarding Unova's dragons. Even if some of the legend was familiar to her, filling in the gaps was useful.

[taworkiii]

whoo whee mama this is a spicy ken

[misscrowravenfly]

I finally finished it ejcjruvjrncnjxekodsowo

It’s ok Ig

I like this new design a lot

Outfit inspo

[foxes81ofanime]

Day 3/4 of trying to draw in the TBHK style! I think I’m improving, lmao

Character: Syouji Mitsuba [my oc!!]

[aardcinder-dragons]

I did it!

[hoperays-song]

Different (Headcannon) Names of Sing Characters: Ryan and Johnny

Cantonese Name: 孙彪秀 

Cantonese Name in English Alphabet: Sūn Biāo-Xiùlán

Legal Name: Ryan Oliver Biāo Willis

Common Name: Ryan Willis

Nickname(s): Toast (Baby Sisters), Ry-Ry (Friends, Teasingly), Ry (Everyone), Sunshine (Johnny, Teasing), प्यार (Johnny, affectionate)

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Hindi Name: जह्नु जियान आरव सुतार

Hindi Name in English Alphabet: Jahnu Jiyaan Aarav Sutar

Legal Name: Johnathan DeMarcus Taylor

Common Name: Johnny Taylor

Nickname(s): Johns (Family), John (Family), Jay (Honorary Sisters), John-Bird (Parents), John-Song (Parents), Pretty Boy (Ryan, Teasing/Flirting), 親愛的 (Ryan, affectionate)

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Translations:

प्यार - Love (Hindi)

親愛的 - Darling (Cantonese)