#very important 🍞

[firebreadtroy]

a year ago I threw a traffic cone into the mississippi

[justiisms]

*snow sees an unattended loaf of bread and just... plops down on top of it! she gets all snug as she curls into a tiny ball and then closes her eyes... it's her little bed now...*

Phanty had took out the loaf of bread, planning to make himself a sandwich. He left the kitchen for a moment to do something else, so when he came back and saw Snowball napping on the loaf-

"!" He's pleasantly surprised, before a soft snicker leaves him. "Gasp... a tiny snowball on the loaf of bread. It's a snowloaf, now..."

But he doesn't try to wake her, nor move her. He just simply pets her very softly, finding the scene adorable...~ He can just make his sandwich later, he tells himself...

[count-alucard-tepes]

OP Child walks up to their papa and looks at them up and down: O.O

Papa is huge! Big papa! But also a very important questions.

“Papa. Why are your boobs so big?”

Glares at his kid, “…they’re not boobs”:

Akainu🌋

Ryokugyu 🌱

Fujitora 🐅

Sir Crocodile 🐊

Benn Beckman 🔫

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

Killer🔪

King 👑

Izou🔫🔫

Buggy🤡

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸

Who’s-Who ❤️‍🔥👹

Gecko Moria🦇

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅

Rob Lucci🐆

Flexes his tiddies, “…someone had to be gifted in this family…and so it’s your dad”:

Kizaru ✨

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

Kaido🐉

Queen👑

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒

Oven Charlotte 🍞

Marco the Phoenix 🦅

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕

Iceburg💜

[astralnymphh]

(I'm so sorry that I'm a day late. I attempted to make Eille remix of this copypasta) I TS🍗 SPANKSGIVING 🍂 BITCHES‼️On this day 🗓 many years ago 😮 the SLUTTY 👠 PILGRIMS 🎩 sailed ⛵️ across the ASSlantic 🌊 HOEcean in a quest 👀to find 🔎 more 😍 PUTHY 🐱 to SUCK! 👅 Together with the 😈 NAUGHTY 😈 NATIVES 👹, they gathered 👭 around the dinner table 🍽 and had 🎉 our nation’s very 1️⃣st GANG BANG! 👯‍♀️👯👯‍♂️ We honor 🙌🏻 their ORGY 😮 every year 📆 by giving THANKS 🙏🏼 to all 🥰 that’s important ❤️ to us: Family 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦, Friends 👬, Freedom 🇺🇸, and PUTHY! 🍆🌽👅 So grab your BUNS, 🍞✊👉👌squeeze those BREASTS, 🍗🔥🤲 and shove a cornaCOPIOUS 🌽🌽 amount of DICK 🍆 😩 into that hungry 😮 hungry HOLE! 🕳💓👅 Ladies 👯‍♀️, just like your 🦃 THOTSgiving 🦃 turkey, it’s time ⏰ to throw your legs 🤸🏼‍♀️in the air 🤸🏼‍♀️and prepare to get ➡️ STUFFED 🙀!

After dinner,🍴it’s time 😮 for CUMPKIN PIE!! 🥧 Show Eille 👨🏽‍🦳 how 🙏🏼 thankful 🙏🏼 you are and LICKK 😛 her WishBONE 🦴 until she gets as HARD 🏔as PlyMOUTH rock ⛰ and shoots 💦 her HOMEADE GRAVY 🥣! 👅 Midnight 🌙 starts 😈 BLACK ⬛️ FRIDAY 🛍 so send 📤 this to 🔟 THOTS 💁🏻‍♀️you are thankful 🙏🏼 for! If you get 0️⃣ back, sail 🔙 to England 🖕🏻🤮 If you get 5️⃣ back, you’ll be getting your corn 🌽 CREAMED 😋🥰. Get 🔟 back or more, and the 🙀 BIGGEST, 🙀 GIRTHIEST, BLACK⚫️ FRIDAY 🍆 EILLE COCK 😱 is CUMMING 💦YOUR WAY AT MIDNIGHT 🙀😍🙀😍🙀😍

yeah guys so this is the teaser for my thanksgiving smut special

[caffstrink]

do you have any tips on how to live off as artist professionally?

First of all art isn't always a viable option depending where you live. The only reason ive been able to live off art is because the american dollar is worth 5x more than the brazilian real so even if i didn't get many comms i could still get by with the few i had. and if that wasn't the case I'd pretty much be eating breadcrumbs off the floor like a pigeon.

1. Whore yourself out and draw fanart of every popular or trending thing to gather attention to youe art

2. Learn your platforms: learn how each websites algorithm works, learn what are the best hours to post, etc

3. I cannot stress enough how important it is to find your niche

4. Everyone is fake no one wants to be your friend, other popular artists will start following you the moment your following becomes good enough. They'll start to interact with you too and want to become mutuals in order to share followings/traction. If you can play into that you can get them to share your stuff as well, but honestly don't fall for it bc most of them shittalk other artists on their privs or personal servers and the stress isnt worth it

5. Draw nsfw if possible/if you're comfortable with. People who commission porn pay well and they often have very few options when commissioning stuff bc most artists don't accept porn commissions.

6. Accept being an artist is a hard job that doesn't pay really well. If you're freelancing on comms life's always going to be a tightrope, so i suggest trying to do professional work once in a while so you can at least have the security of a salary. Draw backgrounds, gestures, scenes, studies, and the likes, bc those are what companies will want in your portfolio

7. Depending where you live it's extremely hard to live off as an artist, and being an artist is often means a very difficult struggle with finances. It's a job that requires passion, and more often than not turning art in a job causes creative burnout and complete loss of spark for it. Ask yourself: why do you want to be a professional artist? Isn't it better to keep it as a hobby? Maybe a side gig if you need money? You can still pursue art even if you don't do it to earn money, and it doesn't make you any less of an artist. It's a difficult job, and you need to understand its not going to be viable at all times and sometimes you'll have to throw in the towel and do something else to survive and there's 0 shame in that.

8. Be professional and courteous with your clients. Don't be a doormat, but don't go around ghosting people or being passive aggressive or taking them for granted and never deliver any product. Doing art for money is a JOB. Treat it like such. Inform your clients about delays, or any issues that may come up.

9. Take care of yourself and by that i mean eat decent food, exercise your arms, get 8 hours of sleep and get some sun (or take vitamin D periodically if youre a basement dweller). This isn't some self care uwu shit, it's actual science that your body is a machine and not providing what it needs to function leads to issues, and some of those issues include affecting your mental health, and mental health issues include and are not limited to: anxiety, depression, burnout, loneliness, feeling like your art sucks, feeling unmotivated, feeling like you're a failure, etc. Same with physical: for the love of GOD you DON'T want wrist issues. You dont want carpal or ulnar nerve entrapment. Don't draw 24/7. Don't push yourself either. If youre feeling shitty its time to STOP. Just picture a shitty graphics card trying to run minecraft with 5 shaders and 10 mods at once on fullscreen with 60 fps. Thats you. Youre the graphics card

10. Don't be a bitch, don't get involved with drama. Can't be an internet artist if you get cancelled so don't try to start shit at any point in time. Don't be a shit person.

And from the top of my head thats it, hope you like eating plain bread 🍞

[bittersweetresilience]

sunny's year half year in review

because i am all about that self celebration 👏

achievements

🏅 joined a fandom 🏅 got married (🌖) 🏅 made friends (🏮🌺🌋🍜🍀🕊️🦌🧬💤🦎🦭☄️✍️🪨🪶🦚💝🎞️🪄🍞) 🏅 learned new things (📸🪡📑) 🏅 sunnyscrambles

creations

an ongoing amélie dissertation in sentitwin soulmate au. next chapter will be posted on new year's day and will feature art from @moonieratty!

félix and amélie webweaves. my favorites that i've made! all literature is from my graham de vanily reading lists.

ladynoir amv. so many episodes in this. my storage space...

multifandom webweave. the first one i made and still very important to me!

i entered a feverish haze after @nemaliwrites's remixes introduced me to a softer world and the result was Feelings.

my favorite fic i wrote this year. mind the trigger warnings.

recommendations

running in the shadow

i cannot describe how much this fic means to me. i left hundreds of messages during my liveread and i wept all through my comment and my reblog and still it's not nearly enough. it's one of my favorite gifts, one of my favorite fics, and one of my favorite works of art i've ever seen. thank you to @wackus-bonkus-maximus for being a role model, an inspiration, and my first fandom friend.

i love you (for senti-mental reasons)

as the head of the as time goes by pr team, i would be remiss not to recommend something from this series! félix in this universe makes me turn into dynamite. second recommendation is betcha on land (they understand). i'm a big fan of @redundant-lava, you see.

i know there's been pain this year (but it's time to let it go)

what's there not to like about @ninadove's sentitwins? her christmas fic blew me away. i love her creative costume designs, her references to classics and video games, and her accompanying fic art. honorable mentions to la nuit, tous les chats sont gris and everything i did (i did for you).

bon voyage

one of the original highlights of my summer. the dream sequence in chapter four blew my mind. the way this fic was planned to end drives me nuts in the best way.

bell the cat

the single most amazing fantasy au i've read. i'm regularly awed by how incredible it is, and awed by @heartfulselkie's writing, art, and person in general. if i learned how to bind books, this would be at the top of my list. i keep saying it because it's true.

thirteen

our monthly dosage of pain, exquisite backstory exploration, and gorgeous @anna-scribbles prose. i'm always a sucker for pre-canon and this is The fic for adrien pre-canon fans. christmas félix will make me explode.

a rose by any other name

i love everything @asukiess makes but shoutout to loveybug au for being such a fun and creative time for the lovesquare fandom. this fic also comes with the loveyvelours art of all time. the other day i started thinking about kuro neko unprompted. autumn is in my brain...

phoenix félix

this isn't a fic, but i'll never miss a chance to scream about art by @luckychatons. phoenix félix is immortalized in my discord profile picture. i'm blessed to receive secret félix doodles and catsona designs on the down low!

moonie

just scroll through their entire art account. everything they make is an eye feast, and they haven't even posted the half of it. my partner and creative inspiration. the moon to my sun. buy them a coffee for always supporting dead girls club.

[trashytoastboi]

Hello Toast! I hope you are well and taking care of yourself, it's important to take a breather every now and then. ♡

Okay so I have nipple piercings and was wondering how you think Killer, Law and Zoro would think about their partner having some?

Thank you in advance!

Hiya!🍞 Thank you kindly anon, I hope you are taking care of yourself as well🍀 I really enjoyed writing this as I'm a fan of body mods. Thank you for your patience and hope you enjoy ~

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(Gender Neutral)

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Headcanons (Slightly NSFW) – Killer, Law, Zoro what they think about their S/O having nipple piercings.

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Killer

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🍜 Discovered it by chance when he walked into the room while {Name} was changing. They'd already seen eachother naked before anyway so it wasn't anything new, it just happened. Killer noticed something metallic on their chest. Upon closer inspection He discovered it was nipple rings that caught his attention.

🍜 Just a little flustered at the new discovery. He's curious and looking respectfully in the hopes that {Name} doesn't catch him staring with such curious eyes. Although the mask obstructs {Name} from seeing where he's looking but they could guess considering how awkwardly still he stood and how he let out a meant to be nonchalant cough now and then.

🍜 Killer honestly thinks they're quite nice. Although he needs to warn both {Name} and Kid about it, lest while using his devil fruit powers something terrible happens. The thought alone sends a cold chill down his spine. {Name} probably didn't consider it when they got the piercings.

🍜 A random thought is when he wonders if {Name} coordinates their jewlery with their outfit to match. Even if no one sees it, well...Killer might see it. He needs to know the answer. Genuinely doesn't know why he has a newfound fixation with them but whether fascination or something else. It's evident and it's there.

🍜 Killer had asked them about the pain, while he had a lot of questions that was one he seemed to be concerned about. If it really hurt. The best way they could explain it was a really intense pressure and pain that lasted only for a second. The real pain (in the ass) was the healing. Saying how everytime their shirt rubbed against them was just torture, or how accidentally bumping into things, or people was the absolute worst. Killer also had a new answer as to why {Name} avoided hugs for a while.

🍜 Always seemed to find them pretty and complimented them. {Name} had teased him about getting a set of his own and to their surprise, Killer really considered getting his nipples pierced.

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Trafalgar Law

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🍄 Law is a man with a sharp eye for detail. And it wasn't that he was staring at his partners chest, by pure concidence he noticed the outline of their piercings through their shirt. Ever since then he is VERY aware of it and often glances to see the outline. At this point he'll admit that maybe grabbing 'hidden' glances of their chest was not the right way to go about asking them.

🍄 When he finally got to see more than just the outline, he was both impressed and amused. He didn't seem super surprised, although he wonders how he didn't find out about them sooner. If they were still healing that would explain a lot. {Name} wasn't exactly hiding it, but Law can tend to be just a little mean and they didn't want him to take advantage of that.

🍄 He finds the piercings really pretty, Law found a unique sense of beauty in things like piercings and tattoos. Both on himself and in others. Seeing the piercings made him reminisce about when he had his nipples pierced.

🍄 Little sadistic thought on how he'll make good use of his partners newfound sensitivity. Sometimes its blatantly intentional other times it's more subtle and "accidental", but seems to find enjoyment when toying with them. "What's the matter {Name-ya?} I'm just appreciating how good they look"

🍄Law was a doctor by profession but has dabbled in piercings before- something of a little known hobby he possessed. Somehow he wished he was the one who got pierce them. Also like to ask questions about how they found the process, the pain, the healing and everything in between.

🍄 Developed a habit of buying them jewlery whenever possible. He knew {Name} didn't exactly wear much jewlery so it wasn't the kind of gift that he would get for them. Although the piercings changed that, since he'd get them many different kinds and styles. Rings, shields, studs, even ones with more exotic designs.

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Roronoa Zoro

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⚔ He discovered them by pure chance when he went to bathe after training and {Name} was there with the exact same thought. Zoro was not shy about looking at his partner, he appreciated them and found them attractive in every sense of the word. He was simply admiring their beauty -and their new piercings.

⚔ No subtley, no dancing around the topic. He is outright staring at their chest ○_○ and gawking at the piercings. It was new, unusual in a sense that it's not a piercing he'd seen every often. More so than when he had seen it before he thought nothing of it, until now.

⚔He doesn't understand why, but then again he's got piercings himself so he can't really speak about the reason. It's nothing bad, his thought runs along the fact of knowing how sensitive nipples are and the thought of being pierced is absolutely terrifying to him. Lowkey gets annoyed when he thinks of the person who had to touch {Name's} chest to pierce them in the first place.

⚔ Zoro's brain jumps all over the place with various ideas and questions. One of the more prominent question being along the lines of wondering how the jewelry will feel in his mouth. He didn't know why his thoughts went there first but they did. Zoro was quite determined to have his answer soon.

⚔ Bless him, he asks the most stupid questions about the piercings. Good old classic "Did it hurt?" "What did they use?" Thankfully enough {Name} was more than patient to answer all the silly questions and the occasional legimate questions.

⚔ Developed a weird habit of trying to use his nonexistent X-ray vision to guess whatever jewlery {Name} was wearing. He would silently pat himself on the back if he guessed right. They always catch his attention and Zoro will brush off getting caught staring by saying they're the ones who distracted him. Even though he's the same person who couldn't take his eyes off of them.

[athena-85]

✨The rule of 3✨

A series looking at how Sara uses this to reinforce certain themes, information and forshadowing

Part 1:

Hinting at the connection between Azriel’s and Elain or their future relationship.

❤️🍞🌹

1️⃣A court of mist and fury. (Before we know about Feyre having a mate)

Here we see Feyre coupling Azriel, and Elain together, and then commenting on how handsome they would be using the word “ together”. This occurs right before Feyre finds out she is Rhysand‘s mate. So there is also a connection because of the proximity to the information of fae mates. 

2️⃣ A court of wings and ruin ( when we know Feyre can have mates even though she was not born a fae)

Here we see the MC directly questioning while looking at these two characters. The reason why this quote is a more meaningful type foreshadowing than using indirect situations, the way our friends who don’t believe thatelriel is endgame, use for their ship is because it is directly related to the characters in question. These books are not going to be stretching our literary brains the same way, Margaret Atwood does.  foreshadowing for these books, uses direct references to the characters, rather than extrapolating from other characters and applying it haphazardly to any potential couples you want.

You see that Feyre is directly looking at these characters and she reiterates that she is serious about questioning why Elain has not made a mate bond with Azriel.

3️⃣ A court of silver flames, bonus chapter (one of the characters involved in the relationship completing the rule of three)

Once again, you have a Character questioning the cauldron after we know that mates can exist, and what makes them. You see the confusion of one of the characters not understanding it. If Azriel didn’t love Elain and wasn’t very much so consumed by thinking about her, he would not be questioning this. Everyone talks about how important this bond is and you have this 500 year old character that’s basically saying I don’t accept this.

[hero-deserves-to-be-happy]

300 Profiteroles [A Hero, Bowen, & Daphne Friendship Fic]

While visiting Faraway Town for a long weekend to work on his medical school applications, Hero runs into a frazzled Daphne and Bowen at the Other Mart bakery. Their unexpectedly request for his help brings up bittersweet memories, but it just might remind him of some important truths he had forgotten. After all, new dreams don't have to erase old ones.

Genre: Friendship Fluff, Slice of Life with the tiniest hint of Hurt/Comfort (because it's OMORI)

Characters: Hero (POV Character), Bowen, and Daphne. Mari is mentioned.

Relationships: Hero, Bowen, and Daphne Friendship. Past Hero, Bowen, Daphne, and Mari friendship. Past Hero/Mari is briefly implied.

Word Count: 4070

Rating: G

Warnings: Some very minor hurt/comfort. Some mild mentions of grief. Mentioned knee injury. Referenced Canonical Character Death. OMORI SPOILERS.

Link to work on AO3. Full text below the cut.

Thank you for reading! 🍞🍞🧡🧡

Hero tilted his head at the rows of aisles in the local Other Mart which was nearly empty this close to closing time. He wracked his brain—trying to remember if he or his family had needed anything besides the razor and can of shaving cream that had gotten him to finally leave his room where he had been holed up for the last few days frantically working on his secondary medical school applications. He felt somewhat guilty for coming home to work on them rather than to spend time with his family, but with a slew of parties being hosted at the fraternity house where he lived on campus, he knew he would never find a moment of quiet focus in order to work on them as long as he stayed at school, so he had driven home for a long weekend.

His family was thrilled to see him, even if they hadn’t really seen much of him at all. He felt particularly sorry for Kel who had wanted to talk his ear off about everything he had missed in Faraway Town since the last time he had visited and Sally who kept toddling into his room with a few of her favorite toys, a set of colorful plastic animals Hero had gotten her for her birthday, begging him to play “zoo” with her. He couldn’t say no to either of them for very long, so he had, instead, ended up staying up most of the night working by desk lamp light which even he could admit wasn’t very effective and had left him feeling groggy and tired.  

With a yawn, Hero sighed. He should have known he wouldn’t get much work done at home either. Maybe he should have taken his roommate up on his offer to go study at his family’s remote ski lodge for the weekend. But he supposed it didn’t matter now, and he had plenty of time to finish his applications. He was thankful to have gotten any secondary applications at all and would rather just get them over and done with so he wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore. As it was now, the anxiety he was beginning to feel about actually getting into medical school was starting to become an all-consuming cloud that hovered over him making him forget important things like sleeping, eating, and shaving apparently.

Somewhat sheepishly, Hero rubbed his hand across his jaw—rough and scruffy. He had never felt stubble suited him and tried his best to stay clean-shaven, whenever he remembered and carved out time for it, that is—a difficult task given how consumed he had been recently with his heavy courseload, volunteer hours at the hospital, and, of course, trying to get into med school while trying not to worry about what would happen to him if he didn’t.

Hero swallowed hard, a queasy coiling in the pit of his stomach. He didn’t want to think about that. No, he couldn’t think about that—couldn’t even imagine returning to a directionless life again. He’d finish shopping, shave his face, and then get back to work on his applications.

With a sigh, he turned to head towards the checkout counter when he caught a waft of something sweet emanating from the bakery. Hero sighed. He had always had a weakness for pastries. He supposed it wouldn’t be too much trouble to stop and buy one for himself, even if it was a luxury. If Kel was here, he’d likely say he deserved it for working so hard and rarely ever treating himself. Perhaps his brother was right.

Humming thoughtfully, Hero tilted his head towards the glass bakery case underneath the counter. There were so many delicious choices, Hero wasn’t sure how he would decide, but luckily Bowen and Daphne seemed busy so he’d likely have plenty of time to figure out what to order without them having to wait on him.

“This is ridiculous,” Hero heard a somewhat frazzled Daphne muttering under her breath. “There’s no way we’re going to get this done.”

Her brother nodded, running his hand through his hair. “It’s too much for two people in such a short amount of time.”

“Ugh! Mikhael,” Daphne groaned, pressing her palm to her forehead, but her eyes widened as she turned and seemingly took notice of Hero. She nudged Bowen in the elbow, until he waved at him with half a smile and a quiet, “Hey” which was mostly drowned out by his sister’s greeting.

“Hero, I didn’t realize you were back in town.”

“Yeah, just for a little while,” he replied with a breathy chuckle, a little embarrassed at having been caught unintentionally eavesdropping on their conversation.

Daphne, however, didn’t seem to mind and instead just playfully teased. “Did you break your razor? You’re looking a little scruffy.”

“Daphne…” Bowen scolded under his breath before offering Hero an apologetic smile, but Hero just laughed lightly, somewhat self-deprecatingly.

“No, I just forgot it back at school.” He paused, holding up his shopping basket. “I’m buying another one though so don’t worry.”

Daphne chuckled, but her brother quietly cut her off in a low voice, “How can we help you? Do you want something out of the bakery case?”

“Bowen just made a whole batch of peach tarts. They’re very tasty!”

Bowen’s face flushed, but he sighed. “I’m not sure if they’re that great…Daphne is the real pastry chef. And heck, Bebe is better than I am these days.”

“Don’t say that,” Daphne insisted, patting her brother on the head. “You’re great. We’ve had no complaints, and in fact we keep getting tons of orders so you must be doing something right.”

Bowen sighed again, but before he could say anything more, Hero gently interrupted. “A peach tart sounds wonderful. I’ll take two please—one is for Kel,” he added quickly so they wouldn’t think he was some kind of glutton.

With a chuckle behind her hand, Daphne reached into the bakery case, took out two peach tarts, then wrapped them up carefully in a box for Hero as she asked, “So how have you been? How’s life in the big city?”

Hero shrugged. “I’m doing okay. I’ve been pretty busy with school, but it’s good.” He sighed. The response was automatic at this point. “How are you? How’s everything at the bakery?”

Bowen wearily shook his head, and Daphne huffed. “We’re hanging in there. Our grandma broke her hip earlier this week and our parents left to go help her, so we’ve had to run things by ourselves.” Daphne shook her head with a sigh. “It’s a lot for just the two of us, and Mikhael has been no help at all.”

Bowen scoffed—a barely audible snort under his breath as he mumbled, “He’s been more trouble than help.”

Daphne rolled her eyes but threw up her hands. “I don’t know what we’re going to do with him. You know he took an order for 300 profiteroles and didn’t tell us. The customer just called and said he wants to pick them up first thing tomorrow, and we had no idea!”

“We’re going to be here all night…” muttered Bowen despondently shaking his head. “I don’t know how we’re going to get it all done.”

“It’s too much work for just the two of us on such short notice,” huffed Daphne. “And Mikahel has completely disappeared so he can’t help us.”

Hero’s brow furrowed, but he nodded sympathetically. “I’m so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Daphne paused—her dark eyes widening at him. “Really? You’d help us?”

Hero fidgeted, but he nodded. “Yeah…I mean…if you need someone to go look for Mikhael, maybe I can ask Aubrey…She might know—”

“Can you still make a croquembouche?” interrupted Daphne before Bowen quietly scolded her under his breath.

Hero’s face flushed. He honestly didn’t know. It had been so long since he had worked in the bakery, and he had been so busy with school and preparing for his future that he didn’t find much time to cook or bake anything anymore. “Um…” he stumbled, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. “I…honestly haven’t made choux pastry in a really long time. I’m not even sure I know how anymore.”

“That’s okay. You wouldn’t have to bake anything. You could just fill the profiteroles or make the caramel or stack them”—Daphne smiled—“You used to be really good at that.”  

Hero chuckled lightly, somewhat awkwardly. “Thank you, but…I really don’t think I’ll be of much help. I’m out of practice…”

“Don’t worry! Just having an extra set of hands would be a huge help,” Daphne explained, before she sighed again, pushing a long piece of dark hair out of her face. “We wouldn’t have asked if we weren’t desperate. And you really wouldn’t have to stay very long, and we would pay you.”

“Daphne,” Bowen quietly interjected, frowning pointedly at his sister. “I’m sure he’s very busy, and he’s visiting his family. He probably just wants to get home.” He paused then turned to Hero with the slightest twitch of a smile in the corners of his mouth. “Don’t worry. We’ll be okay.”

Hero sighed. He might regret this later, but he couldn’t say no to someone who needed him. With a conceding shrug of his shoulders, he replied, “You know what…I need a break anyway. Let me pay for this, and I’ll be right back.”

“Thank you!” exclaimed Daphne with a bright smile.

Bowen nodded at him gratefully, holding up the box of peach tarts. “These are on the house.”

“Oh no. I couldn’t—” Hero began to protest, but Daphne and Bowen wouldn’t hear of it.

After he had paid for his groceries, he returned to the bakery. It felt strange to be back in the kitchen again. Something twisted in his chest as he remembered the last time he had been back there—back when Mari had been alive and they had taken part-time jobs there to help pay for Sunny’s violin. The kitchen felt somehow different without her in it. Hero pushed the thought away as Daphne and Bowen led him to a clean counter where they set a tray of unfilled profiteroles and a bowl of pastry cream.

“You do remember how to pipe don’t you?” asked Daphne dryly, a twitch of a smile in her mouth. Hero nodded.

“I think so. It’s been a while…”

Daphne tilted her head. “Not much time for baking in college, huh?”

“Don’t worry,” Bowen reassured him quietly, handing him a filled piping bag. “It’s just like riding a bike.”

Luckily, Bowen was right. Everything came back to him as if he had never left the bakery at all. Within no time, he had filled all the profiteroles with pastry cream and started stacking them with caramel.

As he put the final touches on his very first tower, he heard a light chuckle behind him and Daphne quietly tease, “The Croquembouche King has returned.”

Hero’s face flushed. He wouldn’t have gone so far as to say that, especially given the way his tower of cream puffs was currently leaning. With a furrowed brow, Hero frowned, then sighed apologetically. “Sorry it’s a little lopsided.”

“It’s done, and it’s standing,” Bowen quietly interrupted. “That’s more than enough.”

“Bowen’s right,” agreed Daphne as she set another tray of unfilled choux pastry on the counter beside him. “We have to make six of these. They don’t have to be perfect.”

Hero froze. His hands began to tremble around the piping bag, and something ached in his chest as he remembered Daphne’s quiet but encouraging voice reassuring Mari of the same thing. Mari was always such a perfectionist. She needed those reassurances that her best was good enough. When they had worked in the bakery all those years ago, Daphne, Bowen, and their parents had been so encouraging and reassuring in that way—grateful to have the extra help and impressed by his and Mari’s baking skills, even if neither of them had thought they were particularly talented themselves. Hero knew Mari had deserved the praise, even if she couldn’t see it. She was so talented at so many things, baking included. Something panged and twisted inside him. He wished he had told her that more often—wished he had told her so many things he would never get the chance to say.

Hero shivered. The bakery suddenly felt cold, felt empty without her in it.

“Are you okay?” mumbled Bowen in a gentle concern, and Daphne tilted her head.

“You’re looking kind of pale. Do you need to sit down for a while? You can take a break.” She opened one of the blast chillers in the kitchen and pulled out a poppyseed muffin. “Here, why don’t you eat something?”

Wearily, Hero rubbed his hand across his forehead before he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. He fidgeted, feeling suddenly guilty. He wished people wouldn’t worry about him. “Yeah…uh…sorry,” he apologized quickly. “I was so busy working on my med school applications that I forgot to eat dinner.”

Daphne gasped, and Bowen’s eyes widened in horror. They shared a sympathetic look with each other before Daphne suggested, “Let’s get you a sandwich.”

A slight smile twitched in the corners of Bowen’s mouth. “You still like hero sandwiches, right?”

Hero nodded, but he insisted, “It’s okay. I’m sure this muffin will be enough to hold me over until I get home. I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

“Don’t be silly,” Daphne cut him off with a shake of her head. “We’re in a grocery store. It’s no trouble at all.”

“We make sandwiches all the time,” added Bowen as he took some lunch meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, dressing, and a jar of mayonnaise out of a small refrigerator. Grabbing one of their freshly baked baguettes, he quickly assembled the ingredients into a sandwich and handed it to him before Hero could even begin to protest. It was honestly kind of impressive how quickly he had managed it.

“Thank you,” he said. “But um…you really didn’t have to—”

Daphne cut him off with a wave of her hand. “We won’t let you starve.” She chuckled lightly before she handed him a bottle of iced tea. “You still a tea drinker?”

“Yes,” answered Hero, though his face grew warm. He was surprised Bowen and Daphne remembered so much about him. It was very thoughtful.

The sandwich was excellent—and not just because it was his favorite and not just because he was, truthfully, extremely hungry. Hero hummed and thanked the twins again for their kindness and generosity. “I’ll have to make sandwiches for you next time. Though I’m not sure they’ll be as good as this.” He chuckled lightly, self-depreciatingly. “I do have a little more practice with that than the croquembouche though. I still make sandwiches sometimes at school, especially when we have parties.”

Daphne chuckled, and Bowen mumbled, “Can’t really imagine you at a college party.”

Hero laughed, scratching the nape of his neck again. He supposed he had a point. Truthfully, wild partying wasn’t really his scene, but he did enjoy getting to spend time with his friends and getting to cook for everyone while they were there. He had so few opportunities for that these days. “I’m not really…that much of a partier. I mostly just cook for people and clean up afterwards—make sure things don’t get too rowdy.” He chuckled lightly. “I spend most of my time studying.”

“You said you were trying to get into medical school…?” asked Daphne, and Hero nodded.

“Yeah. I thankfully had a couple interviews already, and they wanted my secondary applications so…” His voice trailed, and he stopped completely as he caught sight of Bowen and Daphne blinking at him curiously.

“When did you decide you wanted to be a doctor?” Instead of a chef…, is what Hero was certain Daphne meant, even though she didn’t say that part aloud.

He sighed heavily. He supposed everyone knew it hadn’t always been his dream. The truth was after he had lost Mari, there wasn’t a lot he wanted out of life or enjoyed anymore, as if all of the dreams he had had for himself and his future had died with her. He had felt lost, listless, directionless, but the idea of becoming a physician had become a real lifeline for him.

He could admit, somewhat embarrassedly, that in the beginning he had latched onto the idea mostly because it would make his family happy and was a way he could be useful, helpful to the world. He wanted that, of course—had always wanted to help people, but, he was sorry to say, he mostly saw becoming a doctor as lifelong built-in distraction and busyness. It was meaningful lifelong built-in distraction and busyness, but the end result was the same: years of difficult classes and constant studying, followed by years of unreasonably long hours of work as a medical resident, followed by a lifetime of doing practically nothing but work: essentially living at the hospital and constantly taking calls from patients all through the night when he couldn’t legally be there anymore. Nothing terrified Hero more than being idle, than being alone with his thoughts and feelings. He chose this path in the hopes that he would stay so busy for the rest of his life he would never have to face that again. Somewhere inside him he supposed he believed that there was a certain level of busyness that he could someday reach where he would be so consumed with all the work he had to do that he just wouldn’t feel anything anymore.

But then his roommate, an aspiring future physical therapist, and Sunny who had always encouraged him and believed he could do anything, had helped him to find a sense of purpose in it, until ultimately it was something he wanted: a new dream.

“I’ve been a pre-med major all along, but I guess, I got really serious about it in my sophomore year…” After learning the truth… he finished, but he didn’t say that out loud. “And then there was the MCAT and my volunteer hours and all the applications so it’s a little too late to turn back now, I guess.” He laughed quietly, lightly behind his hand. “My mom’s pretty happy about it. She always wanted me to be a doctor.”

Chuckling, Bowen and Daphne shared a look with each other, before Daphne nudged her brother and teased, “We can understand that. Our mom’s been bothering me about taking over the bakery and Bowen becoming a priest since we were like five.”

Bowen’s face flushed, and he buried his head in his hands. “I really don’t think it’s for me, but she’s very insistent.”

Hero nodded sympathetically, but before he could say anything in response, Daphne asked, “Do you know what kind of doctor you want to be?”

Hero hummed, he could feel his face lighting up as he answered, “Um…well…it could change, but I’m really interested in PM&R.” He paused, then clarified, “That’s physical medicine and rehabilitation or physiatry—helping people to recover from injuries and to manage their long-term effects, but you don’t have to do surgeries like an orthopedist. I’d be really nervous about that—really don’t want to be a surgeon. But I am really interest in rehabilitative medicine.”

“Because of Mari’s knee?”

Hero froze. Had it really been so obvious?

“Daphne,” scolded Bowen under his breath, and Hero swallowed hard.

Daphne’s eyes were wide, sincere, but she stared down at her hands, twisting them. “She was on crutches for such a long time…” she quietly continued. “And even after that, it just never really healed right. She had that brace and…it still bothered her.”

Hero sighed. His chest ached just thinking about it, especially knowing the role in had ultimately played in her death, but his expression softened at the kindness and sympathy in Daphne’s face. He hadn’t ever realized how observant she was or how concerned. He supposed it really was true that everyone had loved Mari. She was just that kind of person.

“Yeah uh…” his voice hitched. “I thought maybe I could stop that from happening to someone else or…at least help a little. Sometimes there’s not anything you can do about that. My roommate has a bad knee too—got injured playing football and will never be able to play again, but PM&R helped him to walk again. He wants to be a physical therapist now—to give back. I guess I just started thinking that maybe I could do something like that too.” Hero stopped, feeling a bit flushed. He hadn’t meant to say all of that, but Daphne met his eyes with a gentle smile and nodded.

“That would be really nice, Hero.” Pausing, she sighed, then shrugged her shoulders and twisted her mouth to one side. “And hey, if the whole doctor thing doesn’t work out, you can always come work in the bakery. We’d love to have you.”

Bowen nodded in agreement. “You can come any time. It’s nice to have you back.”  

A smile tugged at Hero’s mouth. It was nice to be back.

*-*-*

2 Weeks Later…

Hero sighed in relief as he put the finishing touches on his final secondary medical school application. It was almost surreal to think that after several weeks of work, he had finally finished all of them. He could only hope that would be enough.

He sighed again—absent-mindedly scratching his cheek and rubbing his palm across his jaw. It was prickly, scruffy again. He really needed to remember to shave.

Before he could gather up his razor and shaving cream and take off towards the bathroom, however, his roommate burst into the room with a large box and a teasingly exuberant, “Special Delivery!” as he plopped the package on Hero’s desk.

Curiously, Hero tilted his head at the box. His mouth twitched in the corners as he read the return address.

“Who’s it from?” asked his roommate, poking him in the arm.

“Just some friends from back home,” Hero answered with a shrug though his smile widened. As he cut through the packing tape with scissors and opened the cardboard flaps, he couldn’t hold back a chuckle. As he would have expected, it was filled with tons of carefully wrapped baked goods. There was also a card in a bright yellow envelope. It read:

Dear Hero,

Thank you so much for all of your help with the profiteroles. We know how busy you are so it really meant a lot to us that you took the time to help us while you were visiting from out of town. The client loved your croquembouche and had no idea they had all been made in the very last second (please don’t tell).

We know it’s not enough but please accept these pastries as a symbol of our thanks. We hope you will enjoy them.

Hope everything is going well for you at college and that you’re finding plenty of time to make sandwiches even though you’re so busy with your classes and medical school applications. We know you’ll be a great doctor, but we hope you won’t give up on your love of cooking either. New dreams don’t have to erase old ones. You might not want to work in a restaurant or bakery anymore, but we think that anyone who cooks is a chef, especially if they’re as talented as you.

You’re welcome at the bakery anytime. Please come see us when you’re in town again.

Your Friends,

Bowen and Daphne

P.S. Treat yourself to a pastry every once and awhile. You deserve it!

Laughing, Hero’s face lit up in a bright smile. He supposed Daphne and Bowen were right—about a lot of things. And as he reached for one of the peach tarts his friends had carefully packaged into the box, he knew they were definitely right about this: he deserved a treat every now and again.

He was so grateful for their kind and thoughtful care-package, and he couldn’t wait until he was back in Faraway Town again so he could return the favor. His smile widened. He’d have to start practicing his croquembouche recipe.

[timetravelerpyrite]

Uh, hi.

My name is Pyrite, I go by he/him mainly… don't mind she/her though. Newly found out I like Pup/Pupself pronouns too.

I'm 30. (B-day is November 16th, if that matters to anyone.)

//Current Arc: None rn!

//Finished Arcs: Fool's Faller, ABSOLute Panic!

Anyway, not too important, I just kinda found this site and realized 'Oh, there's some people like me here!' so here I am I guess?

Don't expect me to be friendly.

I don't bite! I'm trying to make more friends, but don't shove too much at me at once please.

I don't like staying in one place, it makes me anxious, no I won't tell you why. I was running a lot because of my Ex, she and my bio fam wants me to come back, but I won't, I'm actually tying to get use to staying in one place now.

Most important thing, I'm a Time Traveler and Dimension hopper, how the hell am I both?

I caught a Celebi (He/She/They) by COMPLETE ACCIDENT so now I'm kinda stuck with them, and I kinda got adopted by a Dimension hopping Iron called Iron Eclipse (It/Its)… no, I do not expect you to know what that is.

Call me a fake if you want, I don't care, just try not to hold me down in one spot, got it? Wow I don't like this part the most, why was I such a jerk in my intro??

Anyway, I might visit ya if I feel like, I have two adopted (not legally but who gives a shit) sisters @queen-of-the-phantoms and @pokedexcamp! I'm dating @silveredfeathers and living with him and his wife (and now my Girlfriend-??) @trainerlynda.

Adding an addendum: Sometimes we, his Irons, connect to his phone to be able to post. We are;

🐉: Iron Rage. (She/Her)

🕊️: Iron Serenity! (He/They/Fae)

🌋: Iron Eruption. (He/Him)

🌑🌈: Iron Eclipse.

⌛: And sometimes I steal the phone, I'm Chronos his Celebi.

🍞: Thanatos types sometimes too, she has rather broken English so it will likely be autocorrected to hell and back, please tell her if it gets a word wrong, from what I can tell she wants to understand (She/It)

//Open ask games!

Pelipper mail and malice.

Ask an invasive question.

//Magnifying glass ask game!

See his dreams and nightmares.

//A post for you to give me permission for him to hop to your character's dimension! (Either on purpose or by accident.)

//Ooc info under the cut!

//Ooc. This is a sideblog! Unreality. Mod is an adult and goes by she/her he/him pronouns All art I use is my own (Or made for me)! I follow from @theshadowqueenofthedistortion, more info about me on my main! This blog is not settled in one dimension at the moment, so expect conflicting area info. Here's some of my other accounts as well!

//Semi-Serious blog, I will participate in active silliness and also write serious stuff. Will sometimes touch on death, abuse and a few other things, I will tag the serious stuff with their appropriate tw/cw tags.

//I will not ship with anyone who isn't my BF (and myself, but that's a note for later), just for my comfort. This boi does n o t stay in one place, if he goes to visit someone he will get there himself/he fell into that universe by accident.

//Magic anons are allowed! But I am picky.

//I am very open to crossover stuff!

//This guy is very much centered around Future Paradox pokemon! He's not gonna know all the Pokemon's names and will call them 'Irons'. The Iron names are VERY much headcannons unless talking about a cannon Iron.

//When he's on the move things he says aloud will be under

[Voice to text active!] where as when he's actully writing it will be under [Pyrite is typing...]

//What the tags mean.

//Shadow Mod Speaks: Mod speaking.

//Mod Reference: Me and/or Zorana making references for this account

//Shadow Art: Art by me that isn't a ref/finished.

//Pyrite info: Self-Explanatory. For both IC and OOC.

Little Hops: His post/response tag.

Warping Reality: Closed and/or serious RP. I will also use this tag when responding seriously to something.

Where am I today?: When Pyrite is mainly talking to himself.

The Pokemon tags: They are for each respective Pokemon/Iron

Magic Anon Things.: Stuff with magic anons.

Triangle Terror: Pyrite dealing with the truth triangles. He can't turn them off, so hehehe.

[lordoftheringsmusical]

thewatermilltheatre on Instagram, 24 August 2023:

We caught up with the cast to ask a very important question...Lembas Bread or Second Breakfast? We are a fan of the second breakfast personally!🍞🍳

[dumpy-dump]

ffxiv villains

Nael Van Darnus is the english localization team's greatest adversary apparently the unhinged garlean legatus responsible for slam dunking the moon into the ground. she's a big fan of bahamut, sephiroth, and majora's mask, among other things, you see, and decided to incorporate her interests into her work. she dies but doesnt.

Gaius "such devastation" Baelsar is a verbose fantasy nazi who's favorite color is social darwinism. he dies but doesnt, after getting epically pranked by a kingdom hearts cosplayer. later, his many adopted lizard children die. this all causes him to suddenly realize that fascism is not very poggers. it's all very cool and makes sense, you see. gaius "garlean man's burden" baelsar was already slightly less racist than his peers anyway so he's basically a hero.

Nero's not a villain, he's just based.

lol Lahabrea 🍞🔑🗡

Thordan is catholic.

Nidhogg was totally valid actually, but he needed to speak to a dragon grief counselor or something.

Zenos is megatron but sad is a sadistic bishonen who based his whole personality on "the most dangerous game." he's a twisted fuckin cycle path, less a person and more a weapon for the emperor to wield (at least until late stormblood). he's mostly just doing what he was born and raised to do, yeah, but it's not like that makes it fine. he dies but doesn't, as overstaying one's welcome simply runs in his family. he then spends most of his time in early endwalker trying to invite the wol to a nice, romantic, candlelit fistfight in the wendy's parking lot, by pissing on the moon (of course). that, and doing a whole lot of napping, apparently (way to beat the boring allegations, zenos). he helped cause the apocalypse because he's depressed (and very, very battle horny), but it's not like depression makes it all fine.

lol Varis 🗡😱🪦

Emet-Selch is the ceo of fascism, and was a funny and extremely likeable villain who stole the show everytime he showed up, until he wasnt. he stalled in the grieving process and decided to make that everyone else's problem by comitting mass genocide (he kins nidhogg you see) across multiple worlds for thousands of years in an attempt to bring his people back. but he's depressed (about his own ppl, he didnt seem to feel too bad about the everything else), so it's fine. genocide is his coping mechanism you see (very relatable). he dies but still has a ton of screentime and importance even after death because overstaying one's welcome simply runs in his family.

Elidibus more like elidibitch, ayo! was the convocation's little pogchamp who was sacrificed to become zodiark's heart, instead of any of the older members of the convocation who could have made that sacrifice (no, no, by all means, let the lil guy do it). he keeps desperately fighting for reasons he doesnt even know anymore, all while donning his best ff1 warrior of light cosplay (you're doing great, sweetie!). he can also apparently help you travel back in time, even though that's not how that worked when they sent the crystal tower through time initially but yeah okay sure (i kinda already did the twinning broski, cid's funky time robot is gone, how are you doing any of this? dont answer that).

lol Valens 🥛🐄💪

Fandaniel is become zodiark amon hermes a mentally ill funky little jester who is fought three goddamn times, one of those times being in the afterlife after you've already killed him once. one might assume that he may be related in some way to emet and his family based on how he, too, overstays his welcome. but no, he's just one of emet's annoying coworkers. yet another twisted fuckin cycle path, he helped cause the apocalypse (twice technically), but he was depressed, so it's fine. one of two characters whose existence slightly detracts from the whole hope vs despair theme of endwalker (imo).

Meteion is Necron a sad space bird, there to act as an homage to other final fantasy games that also have some random last minute bullshit as the final boss, not acknowledging of course that that is usually one of the worst parts of all the games that do that (i like ff4 but zeromus mcpalpatine-reference is lame). she's trying to destroy all life, yes, but she's mostly just doing what she was born and raised to do, so it's fine. she's also there to connect to the hope vs despair theme, but that is slightly undercut by the player charitably helping a violently mentally ill man die his preferred death (but like in a fun way) right after the big hope overcomes despair moment.

[count-alucard-tepes]

Headcanons for my One Piece hotties: Parent/teacher at conferences 😆

Kizaru ✨: shows up late but brings treats for the teacher and thanks them for caring for his kid.

Akainu🌋: is earlier than the appointed time and wants to know exactly how his kid is doing and if they’re behaving.

Ryokugyu 🌱: does not show up

Fujitora 🐅: listens carefully to the teacher and thanks them for their hard work.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: arrives on time and asks how his kid is doing and if they get in trouble they have his permission to beat them up.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: literally wants to know why the teacher is so hard on his sweet cute baby and that his kid bullies people because that’s how they show affection.

Benn Beckman 🔫: he is concerned about his kid and gets suggestions on how he can help his kid at home. He’s very respectful towards the child’s teachers.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: he brings donuts as a gift for the teacher and then listens to how his child is doing, he wants to make sure his kid is paying attention and not messing around.

Killer🔪: he makes sure to get some suggestions on what he could do at home to help his kid do better at school and follows through.

Kaido🐉: he is an intimidating presence but he just wants to know his baby is happy at school, eating their lunch and having fun.

King 👑 : he’s there earlier than he should be and makes sure to take notes on how his child is doing. Before he leaves, he thanks the teacher for all their help.

Queen👑: he is completely hungover but makes sure he attends just to he can be present and make it known that he cares about his kid’s education.

Izou🔫🔫: he compliments the teacher and tell them how lovely they look just to butter them up before hearing about his kid. He would bash his eyelashes a lot too.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: he doesn’t show up

Oven Charlotte 🍞: he makes sure to bring freshly baked chocolate croissants for the teacher and then discusses how his kid is doing. He’s not too worried though.

Buggy🤡: he would be sitting on the edge of his seat, waiting to hear how his kid is doing. He doesn’t want anything bad but he knows his kid is a handful too. He agrees to everything the teacher suggests.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he is calm the entire time and just asks if his kid is comfortable and having fun at school…that’s the most important thing to him.

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: he would want to know more about his kid’s academic life and if they’re where they need to be. He wants his kid to be the best they can be.

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: he sits in the little chairs and makes cute sounds when he sees all the drawings his kid made and takes pictures of them.

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹: he’s annoyed that his kid has been a brat and apologizes but also adds that he will whip his kid’s ass when he gets hope despite the teacher’s protests.

Gecko Moria🦇: is interested about his child and how they’re doing but wants them to do better.

Iceburg💜: he sighs softly as he listens to what the teacher says, ‘…kids are the worst…I swear I should have just got another pet instead’

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: he just slides the teacher some money and is like, ‘sorry for my kid stressing you out…spa day is on me’

Rob Lucci🐆: he is prepared for the meeting and taking down notes on how he can help his kid at home.

[nicosraf]

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Good lord up above

[readerwithsalt]

Opinion on both lol, if its still good for you

Well personally I’ve always been a Solangelo shipper. But sadly the reason was never because I liked Will solace. The reason I was so diehard was because I wanted Nicos character to finally to be happy lol.

The reason I was not particularly fond of Will solace:

well… the biggest reason was before he became Nico’s boyfriend he was never really a character on his own, you know? Like all of the other (straight) couples each was a character by themselves with growth, their own povs, arcs and stuff and then Nico (one of the most famed characters since the first series) was shoved together quite forcibly with this random background character that no one really remembered existed lol.

Now I’m not saying that having a background character shoved with a main character is always bad, but…

Anyway, another reason was Will’s utter disrespect to Nico in BOO. I know people say that Will only gaslighted Nico because Nico deserved it but personally I don’t think so. Will gaslighted Nico into believing that he was stupid pretty much. Saying that ‘no one at camp ever pushed him away’ (a lie since we’ve seen and been told the exact opposite in all the previous books) and telling the most traumatized character in the series that he just needs to ‘get out of his brooding cloud’. And pretty much saying he’s dumb for wanting to leave a camp that ostracized him for years lol.

I couldn’t help comparing Will’s angry and disrespectful reaction to Nico’s pain and feeling like an outcast in BOO to Jason’s understanding and respectful reaction to it. I was wondering why Rick made Will so annoying and pushy and rude and Jason so understanding and respectful of Nicos boundaries.

Will is very pushy, and he is always acting like Nico doesn’t know how to take care of himself and how to use his own powers even though Nico has been taking care of himself since he was ten years old. It’s not quite fun to read.

In ToN I liked Will a bit more tbh. I thought he was more respectful of Nico and stuff. But the thing that was still lacking was: character info. I know the pov was in apollos but still there wasn’t much.

In tsats they cranked up everything I disliked about Will up to eleven. They made him EXTREMELY whiny on a quest he insisted on going on. They made him feel burdensome. They made him feel… lame. He was a drag to read about. And for some reason they insisted on shoving Solangelo into the Light/Dark trope and made Will out to be someone who had never done anything bad in his life and couldn’t understand what personal darkness was even though he is a battlefield medic and knows it firsthand.

And it irked me that they kept having Nico describe Will as perfect and stuff and almost act as if Nico doesn’t deserve Will when, in my opinion, it is completely the other way around. Will almost seems to tolerate Nico more than like him in tsats lol. I wasn’t really a fan of it tbh.

They didn’t do anything special with Will and every piece of backstory we got from him was like eating plain white bread. That’s what his character felt like.

Plain white bread. 🍞

I don’t consider tsats to be canon tho because of the fact that mark oshiro changed riordans original outline of the book, named the book himself, and wrote 80% of it 😂. So yeah it’s pretty much published fanfic with an ‘okay’ from the original writer sadly.

I suppose the reason I don’t like Solangelo is because of Will not being a real character more like a cardboard cutout so that Nico won’t be alone romantically (even though he’s 14 and don’t need a man lol)

And one more reason I’m not quite into Solangelo anymore is that it seemed like when they got together that all of Nicos other important relationships took a backseat. In particular his relationship with Hazel. We had chapters of Nico and Hazel bonding and as soon as he’s shoved with Will solace his relationship with his favorite person is thrown to the wind….

Yeah.

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caitie!!! i am dropping by with a few things i find pretty bc april is so very pretty to me! 🍞🌻💭🌷☀️🫧✨🌱💗🍓 how are you?? i hope the month is lovely to you 🥺

i also come back with a curious sel question 🤓 a more technical writing one but, what is your anchor point to writing a character like bakugo or kiri? what part of them do you like exploring and what quality of theirs stays the same to you across any universe you put them in? 🥺

hi selly-belly !!! thank u for the ask and all the lovely things! here's some more who'd like to join🌦️☕️🐣☘️🐛🌈🍬🛁🧸 -- things are chugging along with me, wbu? i'm sure you know, but i'm always hoping the same right back for you every month🫶🏻

what an interesting question, though! i don't think i've ever thought about what i anchor my portrayals to, honestly! usually my process of writing is jump started by a scene i'd like to explore applied to a character, so as i'm writing, i already have their reaction planned? if that makes sense?

but i guess ... one thing that drives my portrayals and actually propels me to make them MINE is............. ig my characterization of the specific trait of which i think drives someone to act and deliberate and even emote. and i know for a fact i spend a lot of time considering this as i'm going.

for example, with bakugo (and i know i write quite a different bakugo from a lot of other writers on here, which does make me a lil insecure because i like their bakugos !! for the most part) ... one thing that is super important to me to include is his crippling perfectionism and the way that part of him often... affects his interactions with others and/or you. So it's something i'm always thinking about when i am deliberately thinking... "what would he say or do in this scene if he was bothered by _?"

And for kiri, it would be the way he carries his shame. Or for shinso, his insecurities. things like that!! I'm not entirely sure if that's the proper way to describe it, but yeah!!!

anyway, i hope this wasn't too complicated and lengthy for you, sel! i'd love to hear what you think about when you write characters in different universes/moments too, and especially with a speechul boy like iwa ("i love shy buff men" written on my tshirt) !!!

love u berry dearly <3 thank u again for the wonderful question 🥺🥹