#~☆Astronomical Queue☆~

[abeterger]

Look Outside fans who play Minecraft... What if I said I'm planning on making a bunch of Minecraft skins for the various characters....

And what if I said I would take requests on Priority... so if there's anyone you particularly want to see!!!!! Reply or send me an ask...

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Interesting tidbit from this Wikipedia article in light of today's episode (emphasis mine) :

Much of Newton's writing on alchemy may have been lost in a fire in his laboratory, so the true extent of his work in this area may have been larger than is currently known. Newton also suffered a nervous breakdown during his period of alchemical work.

Newton's writings suggest that one of the main goals of his alchemy may have been the discovery of the philosopher's stone (a material believed to turn base metals into gold), and perhaps to a lesser extent, the discovery of the highly coveted Elixir of Life. Newton reportedly believed that a Diana's Tree, an alchemical demonstration producing a dendritic "growth" of silver from solution, was evidence that metals "possessed a sort of life."

[melanodis]

who let this man dress himself

my design for dave miller ft. beef with god's strongest idgaf'er (jeremy)

[niftukkun]

NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I WANTED A MINECRAFT MOD MORE

[sleepyheadnat]

Stars in the stomach | An Astronomer Meets A Violinist #animation #art

[floripire]

“You’re a Harman. A Hearth-Woman. That’s the most famous family of witches; they’re like - they’re royalty.” / a redux of this / @soulmateprinciple

Piolo Pascual as Raul Dalisay † Chelsea Clark as Floribeth Dalisay Jennifer Morrison as Selena Harman †

Arifin Putra as Draco Saros † Brianne Tju as Blaise Harman Blake Lively as Nissa Harman †

Brandon Routh as Daniel Avery † Olivia Holt as Thea Harman Cariba Heine as Sophia Harman †

[szonyix6277]

.:Soul Search in Seoul:.

.:part 6:.

summary: FINAL PART a small trip to the stars, attending GD's launch party and moving back to LA

pairing: Choi Seung-hyun x Fem!Reader

a/n: TYSM for all the positive feedback this short series got 🫰 it may appear to be rushed, because it is... left out a bunch of things i planned to write, but tbh I wanted to finish this one off, before I dive into other stories - i've got far too many ideas and cannot wait to share. no smut here but my next one will have you covered, trust 😈 and i got inspired a bit by his LA interviews. seeing him thrive makes my heart swell with joy ✨️🥰

contains: cameo by GD, CL and Taeyang, suggestive themes but SFW, some strong language, fluffiest fluff that ever fluffed

w/c: 3.8k

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“Where are we even going?” -you sighed as you plopped on the passenger seat in your sister’s car. Kimmie’s been all sorts of mysterious in the past few days and you were getting tired of it. Between accepting the job offer in LA and giving the cold shoulder to Seung-hyun, the last thing you needed was a surprise. But she wouldn’t take no for an answer. On a sunny Saturday afternoon, you got ready.

“We’re going somewhere that you will love before you leave.” -she said.

She, unlike Seung-hyun, was fully aware that you are flying back to LA in the first week of March.

“Yeah, that’s helpful.” -you huffed, giving her a pouty look, she casually ignored. There were a lot of things you were interested in in and around Seoul.

You’ve been driving for nearly an hour, out of the city when your sister finally told you the destination.

“I’m taking you to Jungminsan Observatory.”

“Really?!” -your eyes sparkled in joy. Last time you were visiting your sister, the place was closed for renovation and you couldn’t visit. It felt like you’ve got a second chance.

Your sister pulled up in a parking space and you two got out. There were a few stargazing enthusiasts around, lining up to queue for their tickets, but two men stood out for you.

You spotted Seung-hyun and Ji-yong just a few feet from you.

His cool, harsh words still echoed in your ear. Your eyes started to burn and you bit your lower lip. You can’t be here with him. You weren’t ready.

“Take me home!” -your voice trembled.

“(Y/n)...”

“I’m serious, Kimmie! I’m not talking to him!”

“Who?” -she feigned surprise.

“Don’t play dumb…”

“Hey strangers!” -Ji-yong came over with a little conniving smile tugging in the corner of his lips. “What a coincidence!” -you noticed a quick wink between him and your sister.

So they planned this rendezvous. Fantastic (!) -you scoffed.

You enjoyed stargazing, but you weren’t as crazy about it - not anymore. As a child, growing up in Texas you’d often catch yourself staring at the moon or wishing upon shooting stars, reading about astronomy but as the years went by, you became more interested in art.

The line was slowly moving and you got your tickets for the afternoon exhibition.

You and Seung-hyun didn’t speak. You two exchanged a nod as a greeting, but that was it. He was still convinced he was right and you were still convinced you were right. You avoided even looking at him. Well, you did sneak in a glance and made a mental note that he looked very handsome in his long black coat and sunglasses, with his hair styled to perfection - like a goddamn model ready for the catwalk! - but what was done was done. You weren’t going to explain yourself. If he didn’t understand what he did was mean and hurtful, it didn’t matter. You’re leaving soon anyway. Who knows if and when you’re going to see him again? Why even bother to make amends?

You took a deep breath as you walked into a big hall and took your seat. Seung-hyun was sitting to your left and your sister to your right.

As people took their place and got comfortable, the lights were dimmed and a special astronomical show began. A man was talking you through your journey with a night sky full of stars in the background - or more specifically, above your heads. It gave the beautiful illusion that you were under the stars on a warm summer night. He provided detailed explanations of constellations and celestial bodies presented on the ceiling. It was an incredible experience seeing the universe unfold in front of you - meeting the stars more closely.

Unfortunately, since Valentine’s was just around the corner, he had to tell that story.

“That is the constellation of Aquila, with Altair being the brightest star of the constellation. Over there, you can see the constellation of Lyra, with Vega being the brightest star.” -he was circling and pointing at different stars with a red laser pointer as he spoke. “For my romance lovers in the audience, if you aren’t familiar, here is the story about Altair and Vega. According to the legend, Altair was a mortal, who caught the eye of Vega, a goddess in the heavens.”

You were familiar with the story - and you would have found it beautiful any other day.

But today of all days, it ruined you.

You felt the tears glistening in your eyes, blurring your vision, as the man on the podium kept talking.

“Their love was forbidden by Vega’s father and thus the two lovers were forced apart. However, once a year, on the seventh day of the seventh month, a bridge is formed between the heavens and earth, so the two lovers could spend one passionate night together.”

Just like you and Seung-hyun. You came to Korea, met Seung-hyun and fell in love. Your love was forbidden, albeit not by your father, but by the media.

You felt a warm hand on yours.

You looked over. It was Seung-hyun. He kept his eyes on the ceiling with a poker face, attentively listening to the story being told, but his hand was comfortably resting on yours - confident and caring. Like nothing has happened.

This was your breaking point.

“Excuse me..” -you muttered as you made your way out of the hall.

Unfortunately, your high heeled boots didn’t offer an invisible exit. Your heels echoed in the hall - luckily, you were seated in the back, close to the way out. Still, you felt the peering eyes on you, making you feel like you were ruining the experience for many.

You cried soundless tears in the observatory - the place was empty, just like you’d feel once you leave Seoul. Once you leave Seung-hyun.

You let your head rest against the wall behind you. You closed your eyes, trying to calm your breathing as tears made their way down your cheeks, leaving behind wet marks.

However, you couldn’t enjoy the peace for long.

Seung-hyun got out of the hall, too.

When you locked eyes, you turned heel and started walking away.

“(Y/n), stop!” -he called out, but you ignored him. “(Y/n)!” -he caught up to you in a matter of seconds, catching your wrist. You couldn’t have outrun him, even if you wore sneakers - damn his long legs! - and in heels, it was impossible.

“Let go!” -you snapped.

“No!” -he pulled you in his arms, hugging you like there was no tomorrow. “I will never let go!”

“Liar!” -your cry muffled in his chest. No matter how hard you wanted to push away, you couldn’t. For one, he was stronger than you. And for two, you missed him. You missed his hugs. His warmth. His familiar scent. These past days were torture for you - it was just your pride that didn’t let you come forward sooner. All you needed was a little bit of Seung-hyun and it was over for you. “Liar..” -you kept muttering, but now you were hugging him back as tight as you physically could. You felt your heavy heart ease - the stronger your embrace became, the lighter you felt.

“I’m so sorry.” -he pressed his lips on the top of your head. “I really thought I was making things easier for you if I was letting you go.”

You looked up to him.

Seeing your tear-soaked face, he gave you a sad smile - he was full of regret. He hated seeing you in such a state.

“I thought you didn’t care.” -you hiccupped.

“I know.” -his hand brushed your cheek, that made you blush. “I should have been more tactful.”

“No shit..” -you let go of eachother, and you wiped your tears with a stray tissue you found in your pocket. Once you calmed down, you continued. “I am going back to LA. First week of March.”

“I know… Noona told me. And I am not gonna stop you.”

“Right.” -a tint of disappointment resonated in your tone.

“I’ve been in your place before.” -he said. You gave him a curious look to continue. “I had a girlfriend many years ago, and she asked me to choose between her and BigBang.”

“Oh…”

“I promised myself then, if I am ever in her shoes, I will not make my loved one choose between me and their career.” -you were deep in thought for a moment. He was right. If he made a fuss to choose him, you probably still would have gone back to LA. “It doesn’t mean I don’t love you or care about you.” -he continued. “It means the opposite. I love you enough to let you go.”

“You’ll make me cry again.” -you softly punched his arm again. “I will miss you.”

“Not more than I will.” -he caged you between him and the wall. You froze and looked around in shock.

“What if we get caught? There are security cameras everywhere.”

“So? Let them see it then.”

You couldn’t help but smile ear to ear - for the first time since you fought. With that, Seung-hyun gave you a passionate kiss. His lips confidently moved around yours, savouring the past days you both missed out on. One of his hands rested on your hip - doing his utmost best not to move it and grab your ass. You caught on quickly. He squeezed too hard.

“Do you want to?” -you asked him just above whisper.

“We’re too far from home…”

“There’s always a janitor’s room.”

“Hmm..” -he raised an eyebrow with a devious smirk.

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It was the day of Ji-yong’s launch party.

You were excited to say the least. You were at Seung-hyun’s - pretty much every day since you made up, rather passionately, in the janitor’s room at the observatory. You denied it to no end, but both Ji-yong and your sister knew why you never made it back to the exhibition.

“What am I gonna wear?” -you asked your boyfriend, showing him two potential outfits in your hands. He was sitting on the couch, reading the art book you bought him for Valentine’s Day. You sort of stormed in with an open robe and white underwear on.

“Just the robe?” -he winked with a husky, slightly lewd tone.

“Tsk, I’m serious!” -you smiled.

“I don’t know… I still like the robe.”

“Okay, so you want everyone to gawk at me with their unholy thoughts while you’re at home with your book?”

“Kind of, yeah. Let them know how hot my girlfriend is.” -he licked his lips in a suggestive manner - it made your cheeks fluster and your knees weak. “Besides, I trust Ji-yong. He will fight on my behalf.”

“You’re not helping!” -you pouted.

“Wear something black.” -he shrugged. “That’s always a winner.” -Seung-hyun turned back to his book.

“Black, huh? Then I guess I have to change my underwear…” -you thought out loud enough for him to hear, putting emphasis on the last word, and slowly started to walk away.

“I will help with that!” -Seung-hyun, as if he was struck by lightning, threw his book on the couch and jumped up. He picked you up and ran to the bedroom with you. You shriek-laughed at his action. He plopped you on his bed and kissed you hungrily that you welcomed. “Wait! You’ve still got enough time, right?” -he asked, out of breath, hoping you could have at least a quick, passionate round before the party.

“Oh, yes!” -you captured his lips, your fingers impatiently tugging at the edge of his shirt.

You did wear a black dress in the end - and you did change your underwear, too.

Ji-yong sent a car for you and you already received the VIP ticket from him a few days ago. You were no stranger to high-end and prominent parties before, but you’ve never been to an album launch party.

The atmosphere was buzzing, people chatting away, some of which haven’t met in years due to schedule conflict. The unlimited alcohol was certainly a nice touch. That’s where you caught up with CL. You were ordering a cocktail, when you heard her from behind you.

“Look at you, (Y/n)!” -she hugged you like you’ve been best friend since forever. “Sexy!” -she nodded at your outfit.

“Stop, look at you!” -you complimented back. You remembered you were doing karaoke with her at the NYE party, and you both sucked on purpose, and she adored you.

“By the way…” -she looked around, clearing her throat then leaned closer. “Is it true?” -she whispered.

“What is?” -you frowned. You had absolutely no clue what she was implying.

“You know… you and Seung-hyun?”

“Shhs!” -you looked around in fear. If someone overheard you two, this will get blown out of proportion.

“So it is true? Hell yeah!” -she gasped and gave you another hug. “I was afraid oppa was lying and just pulled some bullshit rumour out of his ass.”

“Who?”

“Oh, Ji-yong. He’s such a gossip.”

“That’s good to know…” -you bit your lips as the bartender arrived with your order. You nodded a ‘thanks’ in his direction.

“Don’t worry, he only spills to close friends he trusts.” -she reassured you. “Anyway, let’s have a drink. We need to celebrate!”

That one drink turned into two more shots and you were comfortably buzzed by the time Ji-yong was giving his speech. He was thanking everyone for their involvement and help with his upcoming album and said he is excited for this new chapter. He also revealed to everyone that CL, Young-bae and Dae-sung will be joining him in his Goyang Stadium concerts in Seoul. You made a mental note that if you can, you should definitely attend.

Of course, Ji-yong performed some of his hit songs to the attendees - Young-bae, CL and you joined him to perform and dance to Good Boy together.

It was an incredibly fun evening and you thanked Ji-yong a million times for letting you be part of it all.

You went home to Seung-hyun and quietly snuck into his bed.

“You had fun, princess?” -he asked softly and hugged you from behind around your waist.

“Shit! Did I wake you?”

“No, I couldn’t really sleep anyway.” -he murmured in your ear, planting a soft kiss on the shell. His warm breath gently tickled. It felt so nice.

“But I texted you.” -you turned to him. You caught his eyes - even in the dark they seemed to sparkle brightly.

“Yeah, but I prefer this. You, being next to me.” -his hand rested on the small of your back, gently caressing your skin. “Did you have fun?” - he asked again.

“A lot.” -you smiled, pulling to his chest. “Can we sleep please?”

“Sure. You can tell me all about it in the morning.”

Except there was no need to say a word.

There were a few videos made last night. Some of those were uploaded to Ji-yong’s and CL’s Instagram. And the K-media ran with it and whatever titles they could find to describe the situation - your situation.

You woke up to your phone buzzing. It was your sister. You sat up to respond.

“Kimmie…” -you coughed and yawned. “Wassup?”

“Have you read the news?!”

“Huh? What news?” -you yawned again, rubbing your eyes. You forgot to wash off your make-up and got some mascara in your eyes. “Shit…” -you cursed quietly.

“I sent you the link. Open it!” -she said and hung up.

You lied back with a soft groan. Seung-hyun was still in bed, too - neither of you were morning people.

Curiosity got the better of you. You opened your sister’s message she sent hours ago - and you also realized it was nearly noon. I guess we are rotting in bed today. -you sighed internally. You clicked on the link. You immediately sat up straight and your eyes grew as wide as saucers.

“Oh, my God!” -you yelped, covering your mouth.

“What?” -Seung-hyun got startled next to you. “What is it?”

“Who is she BANG BANG BANG-ing?” -you read the title of the article out loud and gave Seung-hyun your phone.

“I need my glasses to read that…”

“Gimme!” -you huffed and took your phone back. You cleared your throat and continued to read the article. “While we don’t have any solid sources at this stage, these lewd photos and videos… lewd, my ass… were uploaded to Kwon Ji-yong’s, better known by his stage name G-Dragon, Instagram account in the late hours of the evening, one can only speculate. Don’t speculate! Urgh”! -you shouted and continued to read. “We don’t know who this chonky chick is… chonky?! Fuck off!.... but she seemed to get pretty darn cozy and familiar not only with Kwon but also with his ex bandmate, Dong Young-bae, better known as Taeyang, who, by the way, is married and has a son. I don’t know about you, but she seems to be your average gold digger and attention seeker…. Woah, just call me a whore already!...We can only hope the two fine gentlemen know better not to start with someone so troublesome and low class. The questions remain: who is this chick? What does she want? And who is she BANG BANG BANG-ING?… My God!”

“Fuck, I’m so sorry, princess.” -Seung-hyun rubbed your back. “They always assume the worst.” -he reached for his glasses and took your phone. “You look like you were having fun.” -he said as he looked at the Good Boy video. You felt good in the moment. You really nailed the moves with CL and you remembered Ji-yong being flustered being stuck between you and CL for a few photos. If only you knew it would bring you such shame.

“Aren’t you mad?” -you asked.

“About what?” -Seung-hyun raised an eyebrow.

“Come on, it looks like I’m cheating on you.”

“It doesn’t.” -he gave you a reassuring kiss on your cheek. “They are doing a pretty good job at making it sound like you are.”

“What do I do now?!” -you buried your face in the blanket.

“You can talk to the press. And clear your name.”

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Epilogue - 3 months later

In the end, you never bothered clearing your name. You were gonna go home and never had to think about it again.

Ji-yong and Young-bae came forward a few days after the article was posted that you are a close friend of theirs and they don’t want a civilian’s name dragged through the mud like that.

CL was a bit more harsh. She made a post on Instagram:

If you come for my girliepop, you come for me… and you bet your ass I am coming for you! Don’t listen to the media!

It was heartwarming to see all these big names were standing up for you and protecting you the best way they could.

Luckily, Seung-hyun’s name was never associated with yours.

You had a tear-filled goodbye at Icheon Airport on the 5th of March. You said goodbye to your sister earlier and Seung-hyun accompanied you to the airport.

“I’m gonna miss you.” -you sniffed as you gave Seung-hyun another hug.

“Hey, don’t cry!” -he rubbed your cheek. “I promise, I’m visiting you as soon as I can.”

“That can take months. It’s gonna be so weird without you…”

“You’ll have your new job and you will be busy and overwhelmed. The last thing you will need is me nagging you where do you keep the sugar?”

You smiled - for a split second, you imagined if you were living with him. The thought warmed your soul enough that you were able to detach yourself from his warm embrace and head for security. You waved at him until you were lost in the sea of people.

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Your new life was overwhelming at first, but you enjoyed it. New job, new apartment, new friends - and an actor/rapper boyfriend on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Everything was falling into place. You tried your best to keep in touch with Seung-hyun, too. You used FaceTime every chance you got. Seeing him smile after you had a rough day at work always fixed something in you. His smile and unwarranted giggles were so soothing.

You had him as your lock screen - which funnily enough led some of your colleagues to believe you were a T.O.P stan. Well, you were a lot more than that, but you graciously accepted that title and listened to BIGBANG more often than not.

One day your sister texted you to say that she will come visit you at the end of May. You were excited to see her again - and you’ll possibly go down to Texas to visit your parents, too. You booked off a couple of days and your workplace approved.

On a bright, sunny day you were standing at LAX Airport, waiting for your sister, her husband and daughter with a big sign that said Kimmie - you have drawn hearts instead of dots on the i’s - and a small bouquet of flowers.

You dropped everything when you noticed, she didn’t come with her family. She brought your boyfriend, Seung-hyun, over.

“No way!” -you shrieked and pushed a person out of your way. “Sorry!” -you apologized and ran up to Seung-hyun. He was ready for you with a big smile plastered on his ever so handsome, but slightly tired, face. He lowered his knees and opened his arms to welcome you in a long awaited hug. You jumped in his arms without a second thought as he spun around with you. It looked like a cheesy typical meet-cute moment. “I can’t believe you’re here!” -you giggled and kissed his lips.

“Well, I have some Squid Game business here. But my princess is my priority.” -he put you down. You had no time to keep up with the media and Seung-hyun never mentioned he would have an official appearance in your hometown.

“You didn’t tell me anything, you bitch!” -you scolded your sister as you hugged your sister.

“Obviously! I had to see you two all lovey-dovey at least once.” -she winked. “You two are cute. But you have an audience…” -she looked around. You only noticed now that a few people were looking - staring - and some even began recording and taking photos.

“I can fix that.” -Seung-hyun got his phone out and put it on selfie mode. “Smile!” -he said to you and pulled you in for a one-arm hug. He casually slung his arm over your shoulder. You, the millennial you were, threw a peace sign with your left hand, your right one hugging Seung-hyun’s waist. He took a few selfies.

And posted one of them on his Instagram stories.

Finally reunited with my sweet little princess #LA #squidgameweekend

“Are you serious?” -you gasped, lifting a trembling hand over your mouth. You couldn’t believe what he just did.

“Yeah, you’re my girlfriend. It’s about time everyone knows.”

You couldn’t help but smile. You felt so overjoyed you thought you’d burst.

Your boyfriend was finally here and he was ready to take over the world - one interview at a time.

You interlaced your fingers with his as you confidently walked out of the airport.

This was the beginning of a new chapter and you couldn’t wait to start to write it…

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part 1 .:. part 2 .:. part 3 .:. part 4 .:. part 5 .:. part 6

Taglist: @bettelaboure @flymetothexmoon @nerdydoll-com @ldydeath @infinetlyforgotten @cybertempo @breakmeoff @wcnderlnds @emmiesoverthemoon @berfgrimm @forevervibezzzz1 @youlikeex @moontabi

[tw1l1te]

Brainrot- The chain is dealing with a merchant who's got wayyy to high prices for what it is but the chain needs these resources. The boys refuse to pay but in swoops reader who uses words and certain assets to talk the price down smoothly for the chains sake and needed supplies.. queue the boys reactions or actions to it. (Especially the overprotective ones of the group) Thanks!😘

-Anon 🐉

Ok but why do I feel like Ravio is the implied merchant-

Our guide definitely uses their sass and fake giggles to haggle prices. Like, the amount of rupees they've saved the Chain??? Astronomical at this point-

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"80 rupees for 5 bomb arrows! 80 rupees!!" A merchant yelled out onto the bustling streets of Castle Town. The boys approached his stall, curious about his wares.

"Ah! I see you're interested in my stall! I have all sorts of arrows, armor, and produce!"

Legend hold up a bundle of plain arrows, facing the salesman.

"How much for these?"

"100 Rupees."

Legend just blinks at him, trying to see if he was serious or not.

He was dead serious.

"Are you fucking kidding me-"

"Oh, hello~! What do we have here?" You skip up to the stall, your attention disrupted from the previous stall when you notcied the boys preoccupied with this particular one.

The merchant looks suprised, eyes moving between you and the grumpy pink-haired man in front of him. He chose to focus on you for the time being. Smart choice.

"Oh, such wonderful wares you have! I bet they're the best quality too, I can tell by the craftsmanship." You ramble, examining every item.

The merchant blushes slightly, smiling at your attention.

"Ah, yes! Each of these is either made or grown with utmost care! Has anything piqued your interest?"

Time raised an eyebrow at the shift in demeanor from the merchant.

You knew what you were doing, huh?

"I love all the assortment of arrows you have! You say you carved them all yourself?" You ask, batting your eyebrows at him.

"Y-yes! I have plenty of stock for each type. How many bundles would you need?"

You glance at Time, who mouthed '6', your eyes flicking back to the merchant.

"Hmmm... I think I'll need six! How much for all of them?"

The merchant lights up at your amount, already seeing payday in the distance.

"Originally it would be 580, but for you... 500!"

You purposefully wilt at that, making sure the change in posture and facial expression was very obvious.

"Aw, shucks, I can't afford that.... maybe next time."

The boys and the merchant watch you walk away, the effortless slouch of your form causing Wind and Wild to quietly giggle.

By the Three, this was hilarious.

"W-wait! I can do 250! 250 is my lowest offer! I'll even give you a bundle for free!!"

You noticeably perk up, spinning around on your heels and skip back up to the stand, handing over your rupees. When the merchant hands over all seven bundles of arrows, you blow a kiss to him to really put the cherry on top.

You hear Legend choke on his spit, flabbergasted at the amount of effort you were putting into this charade.

"Thank you!! Let's go, boys." You march off, arrows in your arms while the merchant is caught off guard and the rest of the group isn't sure if they're about to burst out laughing, kill the man, or both.

[fairytales-and-folklore]

Advanced Friendship

The Owl House » Huntlow

Title: Advanced Friendship

Author: fairytalesandfolklore

Fandom: The Owl House (Masterlist)

Relationship: Hunter | The Golden Guard x Willow Park

AO3 Rating: Teen & Up (a complete collection of author's notes, inspiration credits, content warnings and tags can be found on AO3)

Summary: It's been five whole minutes since Willow walked up to him, told him he means a lot to her too, and wrapped her littlest finger around his own like a pinky promise — and the shock of it still hasn't worn off, a happiness so potent it's like the ache of a tense muscle finally unwinding, bubbling up inside his chest and spilling out of the corners of his eyes.

Maybe friends routinely catch each other mid-air. Hold each other in their arms like they're holding their own raw, beating heart. Feel that heart quicken and leap into their throat every time the other so much as smiles at them.  Maybe friends start fires inside each other's chests that feel like they could simultaneously warm a winter village and burn down a rainforest — a heat so powerful it spills past their ribs and sinks into their skin, igniting their cheeks in bright, ruddy bursts. Maybe friends tell each other they mean the world to one another. Link their pinky fingers in an unspoken promise. Tilt their wrists so that their hands are pressed right up against one another's, like they just couldn't get close enough. Maybe this is…advanced friendship?

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Hunter can't stop staring at his hands, big goofy grin threatening to leave permanent dimples in the sides of his cheeks, because Willow—

Willow is holding his hand.

It's been five whole minutes since Willow walked up to him, told him he means a lot to her too, and wrapped her littlest finger around his own like a pinky promise — and the shock of it still hasn't worn off, a happiness so potent it's like the ache of a tense muscle finally unwinding, bubbling up inside his chest and spilling out of the corners of his eyes.

It feels strange to be crying over something that makes him happy for a change, but he's been doing that a lot lately— 

When Ghost curled up in his lap and started purring like a thousand tiny Clovers, and Amity smiled and told him that she only does that with the people she trusts. 

When Gus called him 'big bro' and he broke down sobbing in the middle of the queue at Robin's Roast (Oh, you like my Captain Avery costume? Thanks, my big bro made it for me. He's really good at sewing.)

When Luz called him family and promised to do everything in her power to keep him safe.

But this. This is like nothing he's ever felt before. And maybe it's because it's so close on the heels of another tragedy, that even the tiniest sliver of something good feels astronomical in the wake of Belos's invasion and the loss of his very first friend. Or maybe it's simply because it's Willow, and for the first time in his life, something he's allowed himself to hope for might actually become a very real possibility.

Hunter can't stop smiling, staring down at their entwined hands like he still can't believe this is actually real, that Willow actually likes him. 

Maybe even — dare he hope — like-likes him?

Oh, but maybe he's allowed himself to hope a little too much. Maybe that's just wishful thinking. Maybe this is just a friendly gesture.

Maybe friends routinely catch each other mid-air. Hold each other in their arms like they're holding their own raw, beating heart. Feel that heart quicken and leap into their throat every time the other so much as smiles at them. 

Maybe friends start fires inside each other's chests that feel like they could simultaneously warm a winter village and burn down a rainforest — a heat so powerful it spills past their ribs and sinks into their skin, igniting their cheeks in bright, ruddy bursts.

Maybe friends tell each other they mean the world to one another. Link their pinky fingers in an unspoken promise. Tilt their wrists so that their hands are pressed right up against one another's, like they just couldn't get close enough.

It's more than anything he's ever done with any of the others, and it definitely feels different. Maybe this is…advanced friendship?

Hunter glances up at her, breath catching at the way all the stars in the night sky seem to dance in her bright green eyes as she gazes back at him, that signature soft smile she seems to reserve just for him tugging at the corners of her lips as a delicate shade of pink blossoms across her cheeks like spring hydrangeas — and a wondrous swell of hope sparks to life inside his chest, because the last time Hunter checked, friends don't look at each other like that.

And oh, isn't that a thought that's suddenly as terrifying as it is exhilarating? Because what if she actually does like him back romantically? Oh Titan. Hunter had always hoped, but he never thought he'd actually get this far. It was one thing when it was just this seemingly impossible fantasy he'd entertained in his head, but now…

What is he supposed to do?

Hunter knows that what he feels for Willow is definitely more than just friendship…but is it enough? Is it even real? Can a galdorstone heart feel love the same way a witch's or a human's can? He's never felt this way about anyone before, so how could he possibly know for certain? Willow deserves the world, but what if…what if Hunter can't give her that?

Sure, Gus and Willow know that he's a grimwalker now, and he's beyond relieved that they're okay with it — we don't care who you're supposed to be, because you're one of us now, never forget that — and maybe that's enough for friendship, but what if it's not enough for…advanced friendship? What if he is not enough for her?

Willow's smile falters as she catches the troubled frown curving lower by the second on Hunter's face, the heartbroken crease between his eyebrows. Worries for a moment that she's overstepped some kind of invisible boundary, reaching for his hand like that — if the close contact is too much for him — and starts to pull away. But Hunter instinctively holds on tighter, slipping his hand into hers until every one of his fingers is settled between hers, binding them together like tree roots clinging to the earth. 

Willow breathes a sigh of relief and casts him a cautious smile.

"Hey," she says softly, gently bumping his shoulder with hers. "You wanna talk about it?"

"What?" Hunter startles, looking up at her like a deer in headlights. Realizes he's been caught, and deflates a little, looking, if possible, even more forlorn and devastated than he had before.

"Oh, I—" he falters, the hand not connected with hers balling into a gentle fist. "It's nothing. I don't want to burden you."

"I think, if we've learned anything today, it's that you shouldn't keep your feelings bottled up," Willow reasons, frowning down at the spiraling imprint of thorny vines wrapped around her wrists.

"I'm here for you, Hunter," she says, giving the palm of his hand a gentle, three-pulse squeeze. "Just like you were for me."

Hunter stares at her for a moment, warm brown eyes crinkled in a sadness so heartbreaking it steals the breath from Willow's lungs, and then lets out a long, slow, heavy sigh, shoulders sinking in surrender.

"It's just…I've never done this before," he says softly, lifting up their entwined hands and staring at them like he still can't believe he's actually getting to do this — all those months of wanting desperately to reach out and take her hand, and she's the one who initiated it. Wild.

"Neither have I," she says, lips curving upward in an encouraging smile, some of the tension rolling off her shoulders at the relief that she hadn't been reading him wrong all this time.

"But— but I have no idea what I'm doing, or what this is supposed to feel like," Hunter blurts out in a flustered rush, worried crease diving deep as the Mariana's Trench between his eyebrows. "Who knows if grimwalkers can even feel love? What if I'm incapable of giving you the kind of love that you deserve? What if I'm not real enough to feel—"

But the rest of his words are cut off as Willow tugs him down toward her by the collar of his wrinkly, pond-sodden, poorly-cobbled wolf t-shirt, and presses her lips against his.

And it's— oh.

Shivers erupt down the length of Hunter's spine, rippling over every inch of his skin like an electrical storm, heart crashing against his ribcage like hurricane waves in the boiling sea, heat like its depths flooding his veins. It's simultaneously too much and not enough. He can't breathe and would gladly drown in her.

Shaking hands find purchase along her back, tangling in her loosely braided hair, dark as midnight and soft as silk. All the bones in Hunter's ribcage hum as a giddy, euphoric giggle bubbles up inside Willow's chest, warm breath ghosting across Hunter's lips in a breathless rush, and his mind goes wild with the desperate need to make that happen as much and as often as he possibly can.

Because oh, he loves her. There isn't a shadow of a doubt in his mind anymore. This is love. This is what love feels like.

Hunter isn't just capable, he's bursting at the seams with it. This is real and so is he. He's God's miracle. He—

Hunter stumbles forward and nearly crashes into her when she pulls back to look at him, a spark of impish delight in her bright green eyes.

"Real enough for you?" she asks, lips curling into a satisfied smirk at the sight of Hunter's blissed-out grin spreading wide across his tomato red face. And oh, if that little burst of self-confidence doesn't make him love her all the more.

It's truly a mark of Hunter's self-restraint that he doesn't get down on one knee and propose to her right then and there, hope for the future running wild in his imagination as Willow slips her hand back into his and takes her place beside him, beatific smile dimpling her cherry blossom cheeks as she gazes up at the star-strewn sky. 

After all, he should probably ask her to be his girlfriend before he asks her to be his wife.

[mmiotw]

hrngggg... hiatus post

Quick update on the comic.....

It's been a great year for the comic. I made a lot of strips that I'm proud of and even made two larger stories. As much as I'm happy with my output for this year, there is room for improvement. I've had a lot on my plate in both real life and creatively. I'm coming to realize that I do my best work when I'm completely focused on one project rather than multiple. Multitasking has had an effect on the comic, where it feels like I'm making creative decisions based on what will get a comic out fastest rather than what will make for the best end product. When my illustrations have been improving at a steady pace, it feels like my comics have stagnated. The ultimate goal with this project was to improve on my fundamentals and it's hard to do that when I'm dead set on maintaining a queue. I want to put my best foot forward with this project and deliver something incredibly, something no one's ever seen before. Like a lot of my past projects, the ambitions of this comic have grown astronomically, but its more exciting because that dream seems more obtainable.

I got a couple projects I have to finish up before I can completely commit myself to this project. It won't be completely radio silent. Depending on where you're reading this, there still might be a few more comics in the queue that will post this month. I'm currently working on a large video covering my progress with this comic targeting the end of this year. I'm also still drawing TGAMM fan art, which I may post here. If I'm able to sort everything out, I might be able to come back around April, hopefully sooner.

Alongside all of this, I also have some concerns about where I'm posting these comics. Earlier this year, I made a twitter to mirror the comic. I'm sure all of you are aware of the state of the site and its enthusiastic embrace of AI generation. I don't feel too comfortable posting the comic there and I'm hoping to maybe try and mirror it on Blue sky. The site hasn't developed any scheduling features, so you can check out my main blue sky site for future details.

Thank you so much for sticking around! It's been a real dream come true receiving comments, asks and making you guys laugh! Hoping for the return to be a big one!

[jasminesilk]

Big Life Update!

Hello fellow simmers, hope you're all doing well. I've got some big news to share with all of you: my husband and I are moving back to Tokyo at the end of September (in less than two months omg!!!). If you've followed me for a while now you probably know this but I am Japanese and my husband is Canadian. We have lived in Ontario for the past 8 years and are (due to some unforeseen but ultimately lucky major life events) moving back to my hometown. We are both very excited but also stressed, and will obviously have less time to focus on our hobbies (ie. I won't be able to play the sims whenever I want for a while). I'm also uncertain when I'll have my gaming computer set up back as we will likely have to ship our things by sea since air fees are so astronomically expensive. I won't lie, I'm a bit annoyed as I've been really loving my legacy gameplay recently lol. But! I'm also excited to finally stop having to fly back and forth between my two homes every year. Those long flights are absolutely brutal for my AuDHD brain and body. I will do my best to bulk up my queue with as much legacy content as possible before I move but I can't promise much unfortunately (for me because again, I'm having so much fun).

Thanks for reading! I hope the rest of your week is full of lucky surprises! 🍀

[interlockingpatches]

for the next set of patches- flowers, astrological signs, or astronomical features?

Aha! Each of these is a terrific idea and a challenge in its own right!

I'm happy to put flowers near the top of the queue. The only floral motifs I've done so far have been Wilting Tulip and this very silly, unpublished sunflower. We're under an extreme cold warning where I live, so what better time to think ahead to spring? Groundbreaking!

Radial symmetries are tricky in interlocking filet (which is grid-based), but you can do a lot with long diagonals and compound stitches — as drawn, the heart of that iris is a (7)tog with another 7 sts worked into the same place later! (I would almost certainly thin those out). If I end up doing a "flowers in general" collection, I'll aim for a mix of smaller/simpler and larger/more complex motifs

Thank you for mentioning astrology! (How strange to use those five words in sequence! I have grown very crabby about astrology) "Astrology" is a sensible idea (again!) … for a collection.

Because a no-fuss set of zodiacal symbols is something that some number of people would almost certainly enjoy, and if I don't get precious it should only take a few days to work up. I could also stand to remind myself that showing someone how to crochet a little "Virgo" patch does not, in and of itself, amount to stoking the fires of anti-intellectualism and/or vaccine hesitancy. (of course my straw-person astrology nitwit is a virgo…)

It does bug me that those motifs are different sizes, but unless one plans to make a zodiacal blanket that's not really an issue, and at this scale it may be unavoidable. (I had similar issues when I took a stab at norse runes awhile back:

As for the observable universe, that's another frontier, isn't it!

I just spent an unreasonable amount of time seeing how I would start to represent the planets and Pluto to scale (dodecagons are as close as you can get to circles with the stitches I use), and I'm sure my calculations are wrong, but it looks like this configuration Jupiter would be just over a meter across using medium-weight yarn, which you can almost imagine someone doing. (most interlocking crochet patterns are for blankets, so it's actually not unreasonable at all, just not the kind of thing I've been doing here)

I don't feel like figuring out how big the sun would be. Too big!

It might be fun to use exceedingly long diagonal stitches to "connect the dots" of familiar constellations…

…or maybe that would be an endless slog of black fill areas punctuated by irregularly-spaced and very stressful compound stitches? For instance, I would probably notate the stitch where the pot meets the handle something like "pp11(3A,1)Bnnv(k)," which is a (3)tog that begins by yarning over 11 times and ends in a picot.

so now there's that to look forward to!

[blossoming-mind-palace]

Yu Iseol General Headcanons (SFW)

Yu Iseol my beloved! <3 Also thanks for sending requests for headcanons. They help me get back into my writing groove, and I needed that after the week I've had. Don't be afraid to ask for more! Any who, here's Yu Iseol's headcanons! She's getting easier to write for and idk why.

She's astronomically bad at social queues. (same)

I headcanon her as having a deeper monotone voice, and sometimes she struggles with expressing her emotions because of this. She’ll say something like “I’m so happy right now” but with 0 emotion in her voice and her face is like 😐. (also same)

I feel like if she lived in a modern au her favorite genre of anime would be shounen, purely because she wants to be jacked like the characters.

Like you know how people will make workouts inspired by characters like Zoro or Sukuna?? She probably makes routines like that. 

She also likes storylines that involve the main characters getting stronger and overcoming hardships. Despite watching similar stories over and over again, she still finds them inspiring.

One of those women who wear simple/basic clothing but somehow always makes it look like couture.

Someone will ask her “Omg what brand is your top??” and she'd be like “Idk my dad bought it for me five years ago. The material is comfy and it's well made so I keep wearing it.”

Doesn't care for women's clothes since the quality is almost always bad and it’s impractical. (Looking at you jeans without pockets)

Quality>Looks

Omg what if she wore her dad's hand-me-downs?? Dying that'd be so cute!!

Back to the original time period, she isn't a massive fan of alcohol but one time she tried it out and accidentally drank a little bit too much.

When she's drunk she'll do any dare with a straight face.

Like she’d jump off of a building, and then act like what she did wasn’t that extreme. Walks away with a straight face while everyone around her freaks out. Has to have a sober babysitter nearby when she’s drunk.

Accidentally injured herself the last time she drank, woke up hungover, and decided to never do it ever again.

She'd rather have deep philosophical conversations than small talk. Will make you question everything in life and change your opinions. She is really bad at arguing though, so please don’t argue with her.

If someone gets heated during a conversation with her she’ll still be emotionless, and then accidentally make them angrier with her lack of emotions. She’s angry, she’s just bad at showing it.

The best person to infodump on when it comes to your special interests. She will listen to you for hours and remember everything you told her.

[fb9062]

ive been in mental hell trying to figure out what's wrong with me. I've uninstalled tumblr so many times / contemplating deleting 😭 but I cannot go anywhere else cause the tagging system is too good and I like having an archive of everything I've ever seen online in one big scrapbook! Anyways the self loathing is astronomical and I wish I was someone else. I crave either ego death or amnesia idk.

Enjoy my queue as i try to reassemble myself

[doctors-star]

flipping the bird isn't enough i think they should enable driving pvp and you should get stat buffs if you're already having a bad day. i was driving home sick from work and a van queue-jumped and cut me up, so i should be able to ram him into the barrier. a corolla dangerously undertook me on a roundabout and it didn't make my headache any better, so i deserve the power to beam the word "FUCKWIT" at astronomical volume directly into the driver's temporal lobe, or at least explode the car with my mind. just a suggestion.

[bethestars]

getting tickets to the short n’ sweet tour is an absolute nightmare.

team sabrina should not have given out codes to every single person who signed up for rsvp. i even saw an article promoting that a third LA show was added. the article included the presale code… presale codes should not be so accessible. i was very lucky to receive a spotify code. there was barely anyone in the queue and i still couldn’t get a ticket during that presale.

like always, scalpers and resellers got to the tickets first. this is unfortunately an expected issue with concert tickets nowadays. but i can’t believe it’s this bad. at my choice of venue (madison square garden - i didn’t look at brooklyn), resale tickets were at least $350 each. this would vary per venue but man is that absurd.

sabrina deserves to play arenas. her venues during the emails i can’t send tour were way too small and greatly suffered from overcrowding. it even became a safety concern at points. however, i am genuinely afraid that these arenas are only going to be half full - not because she’s not popular enough, but because these prices are so astronomical.

i went to the eras tour, in the 200s and paid around $200 for 2 tickets. i can’t remember the exact amount at this point. i went to niall horan’s the show tour a couple of weeks ago in the 200s again and paid $230. a single resell ticket for the short n’ sweet tour is $350. it’s so dystopian.

i bought the resale ticket but i can’t even bring myself to be thrilled about it because it cost an arm and a leg and i can’t bring a single person with me. i feel guilty that i might be encouraging scalpers and resellers for even buying the ticket. the fact that i could afford a single ticket is a major privilege.

as fans, we deserve better than this messed up system. sabrina deserves to play to a full, sold out arena full of fans. whether they’ve been with her for 10 years or 10 months. i’m just so dejected.