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wolfiesmoon · 2 months

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Chocolate-covered strawberries

riddle x gn!reader

have u ever wanted to have a (totally definitely platonic with no romantic feelings involved, wdym? *wink wink*) sleepover w riddle? bcs if so, you might wanna read this

thanks to @chillpanda36 's plant related encouragement i am once again riddleposting (hope u dont mind being tagged ＞︿＜)

I kinda got carried away and wrote waaaaay more than I thought i would

"Wow, your room is so... swanky." you commented upon entering his room for the first time. It was decorated in checkerboard patterns and heart motifs, which was very fitting for the dorm of Heartslabyul.

You never expected him to actually agree when you jokingly suggested a sleepover, but you're definitely not complaining.

"Thank you. It was modeled after the Queen of Hearts' castle and has mostly stayed the same throughout the dorm's history. I only made a few adjustments to have it be better suited to me." he explained. Clearly, he took good care of the place since it looked very clean and organised.

"By the way, you won't collar me if I happen to break any of your weird rules by accident, will you?" you were still somewhat worried you'd have to sleep with that uncomfy collar around your neck.

"I will excuse you from the rules, just this once. But do not call the rules 'weird', as it is quite disrespectful to do so." he crossed his arms.

Well, atleast you're glad about that.

You placed down the little bag of stuff you brought with you just for this occasion. You got so excited you ended up planning out several activities for you and Riddle to do.

But first, you have pyjamas to change into! Riddle graciously offered to let you change in his bathroom. Even in there, everything is super clean and organised, almost to a scary degree. Somehow, you get the feeling that Riddle doesn't really know how to "have fun". In a 'casually messing around with firends' kinda way.

After changing into your pyjamas, you call out to Riddle to make sure he's done changing as well. Once he confirms he has, you exit his bathroom to find Riddle in an oversized, frilly pair of white pjyamas, the kind you'd find people wearing in the medieval times. Oh. My. God.

"Pffft.... You-" you had to pause to hold back from laughing. "You look like a starving victorian child." you couldn't help but point out the silly resemblance. The pjyamas brought the whole look together.

"I haven't the slightest clue what a victorian child is, but I am certainly not starving. Why must you constantly insult me with such strange phrases?" Oh, it makes sense he wouldn't get the comparison. And even if he did, you feel like he wouldn't be very amused.

"They aren't insults. Just little comparisons." You smiled innocently at him. While they are just comparisons in a sense, they are usually meant to rile him up a little bit. You just can't help but banter with anyone and everyone sometimes.

Riddle felt a slight shiver run down his spine since you reminded him of a certain someone who likes comparing people to sea creatures at that moment. Though your lovely smile didn't resemble his creepy grin at all.

Lovely... smile? What is he even thinking about right now?

"Are you... good? You're making a weird face." your voice snapped him out of it and he assured you he was perfectly fine. No cause for concern.

"You might not be starving, but are you in the mood for a little snack?" you tried your best to sound enticing, like you're mass advertising the little surprise you brought along with you.

"The rules state that-"

"I double-checked the dorm rules, don't worry. And I also know you don't like junk food, so I made sure my snack is on the healthier side. Sorry for interrupting you, by the way." you laughed awkwardly at his offended pout. But you weren't going to lie, his angry face wasn't intimidating or scary at all (atleast not right now). It gives off more of an 'angry little kitten' vibe to you. But you already made one silly comparison tonight so you feel like Riddle might appreciate this one even less.

"Well then. I'd like to know what it is." he actually seemed pretty interested in what you came up with. You dug around your bag, pulling out a packet of chocolate-covered strawberries.

"Feast your eyes on these bad boys!" the specific choice of chocolate-covered strawberries was a calculated one on your end. You had asked Trey about Riddle's food preferences before, but it was unrelated to this sleepover. You can only thank your past self (and Trey) for arming you with the valuable knowledge that Riddle likes strawberry tarts (and consequently strawberries, you hope).

"Oh. I suppose these look quite tasty." he was actually really pleasantly surprised about your choice of snack. It's surprisingly fit to his tastes.

How thoughtful of you...

"Here, have one!" you actually made homemade chocolate just for these. Trey gave you a good baking lesson on how to do that. So of course, you want him to be the first one to try!

He hesitates for a moment. Although the food you're giving him doesn't break any of the Queen's rules, it still feels off to be eating so late at night. Scheduled meals are so ingrained into his mind that he feels the sudden urge to reject the offer and go brush his teeth immediately.

But something strange blooms in his heart when he sees the excitement in your gaze and he submits, telling himself he'll do it just this once. For you.

He grabs one of the strawberries from the packet, slowly and hesitantly raising it to his mouth as if it were forbidden to eat. It still felt forbidden, no matter how many times he told himself it was fine to let loose sometimes.

"It's... delicious." he comments upon eating the entire strawberry.

"Oh, goodie! I was worried I messed up the chocolate, somehow." his eyes went slightly wide upon hearing that you made part of them yourself. He felt his chest tighten up slighly. In a good way.

"In that case, I shall have some more. And you eat them too, since you prepared them for this occasion." the two of you sat down on the edge of his bed, placing the strawberries in between you so you could both easily reach for them while talking.

You still made sure you swallowed the food before you talked though. To avoid a scolding about proper manners from Riddle.

"So, for this sleepover I was thinking we could try summoning a demon, playing board games, doing karaoke, watching a movie, playing 'would you rather', making a pillow fort, and-"

"What was that first one?" Riddle had never experienced a sleepover before, so he had no clue what people actually did in them but he always just imagined sleepovers were purely sleeping at eachother's houses, not doing anything BUT that. He could barely keep up with all of the things you were listing off, but the first one ESPECIALLY stumped him.

"Summoning a demon? Everyone tries that in sleepovers. Usually doesn't work." you shrugged casually, reaching for another strawberry.

"How... horrific. And utterly nonsensical. What joy do you get from doing something so horrible? Especially if you know it won't work?" he seemed genuinely stumped by the concept, which made you want to laugh but you held back since you didn't want to choke on a chocolate-covered strawberry. It would certainly be a way to go.

"It's about the thrill, Riddle. What if it actually works this time? You never know...." you whisper teasingly, like a narrarator in a horror movie.

"In that case, we are absolutely not doing that." he hates to admit it, but he's actually kind of worried a silly ritual might workmand is taking precautions right now to not let it happen at all.

"Hahaha, that's fine! We can do all the other stuff, then." you decided to take mercy on him after seeing how hard he's trying not to let it show that he's scared of demon summoning games. He reminds you of your friends on your first sleepover when you tried summoning a demon. All of you were acting tough and unbothered back then, but were deathly afraid and unable to sleep after.

When you reached for another strawberry, you just happened to grab Riddle's hand instead. Seems you were both going for the same one. Actually, that one's the final one!

"Oops... you go ahead and take it. I feel like I've had enough." you smiled awkwardly at him. Gosh, is it suddenly slightly hotter in here or is it just you?

"Thank you." Riddle looked away, turning his head so you wouldn't see his reddening face as he ate the final strawberry. He's kinda mad at himself for getting so flustered over an accidental hand hold. Your hand felt so... nice to hold. It would be so nice if he could hold it more often. Gah, what on earth is he thinking?! None of this is rational...

An awkward silence fills the room.

And you get a cheeky little idea.

You picked up a pillow from his bed and threw it at the back of his head.

"Hey. What do you think you are doing-HHMMF!" you threw another pillow, this time directly at his face as he turned around to scold you.

"PILLOW FIGHT!" you yelled out excitedly, already grabbing another pillow to defend yourself with as you scurried on the other side of his bed. You giggled at the way his entire face flushed red with anger.

"That was no fair! I was not prepared at all!" you totally caught Riddle off guard, but now he was prepared to have his revenge. He never had a pillow fight before, but if little kids are capable of having one, so is he. And he is quite confident that his magical abilities will give him the upper hand against you.

"Even if you were, I'd still win! They called me the pillow fight champion back in my world!" you throw a pillow at him, which he stops with his magic.

"Oh, we'll see about that. You've had quite enough of landing hits on me, I believe." he smirked confidently at you, feeling a childlike excitement running through his veins.

Now that he thinks about it, it has been a long long time since he has felt this excited and relaxed. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do this over and over and over again.

In moderation.

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sometimes-men-need-help-too · 5 months

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So this guy posted about how his wife "baby trapped" him, with baby trapped in quotes because he didn't know if it necessarily counted. He said she didn't do it to make him stay, just against his will

They've been together for 8 years, have 2 (5f and 2m) kids and when they talked about having kids, she wanted 2 but he wanted 1. They ended up having 2 because she insisted it was important for a child to have a sibling. After his son was born, OP didn't want to go through all the sleepiness nights and everything again. But when their son was a year old, his wife started mentioning having a 3rd child. I would laugh it off but finally she sat me down and said we have to have a third. I said no, we agreed on two, but she said she wanted four and three is the compromise. I refused and said I wanted one and we have two. She got angry and called me selfish for taking away her dream of wanting a big family.

Few days later, she apologized and they had sex. She was on birth control, he had a condom, so they did it. Then one day, she showed him the positive pregnancy test. When she saw his less than happy expression, she berated him for not being supportive, that he should be grateful, etc. So he apologized, hugged her and told her he was excited.

When she was asleep, I took the condoms out of the cupboard and ran them under water. Holes.

I nabbed her phone and saw she'd set a password. That was odd. Nevertheless, my wife has a terrible memory so I tried her birthday and it opened. Further up were texts with her best friend of my wife complaining how I wouldn't come around. Her best friend suggested "arrange an accident" with a winky face. My wife agreed and said she was going to come off of birth control. It went on for a little while, ending with my wife saying that yes, we were going to have a 3rd.

So he woke her up after that to question her about it. She started crying. Through tears she screamed I had no right to go through her phone and it's her choice whether or not she wants to take BC, the side-effects are bad and she was sick. She also brought up if I really didn't want a third kid, I should have had a vasectomy. She told me to go sleep on the couch, I laughed out loud and said no, I'm sleeping here, you're leaving. So while wailing she packed a bag and left to her parents. When she called the next day I told her I just need some time to myself. She said that's fine but I need to come around for our child. I told her I wasn't sure if it'd be "our child" and she cried more.

It's been two weeks since then. Governments recommended to stay at home and I knew staying home by myself while also working with two kids would not be ideal and she wanted to see our kids. So we're in the same house, she constantly keeps on stopping me and trying to get me excited for our kid and planning the nursery and names and how happy our kids will be to get a younger sibling. I've been ignoring her entirely.

A lot of the comments were in his favor so I was happy to see that. But there were also plenty of other comments that weren't as supportive, even downplaying the wife's actions.

There were a number of people who were against him divorcing her, questioning him why he wants to ruin his marriage and his family over this. I just can't get over that, how they're acting like he's in the wrong here. Would you want to stay with someone who crossed the line severely? Would you want to stay with someone you couldn't trust?

She ruined the marriage on her own. He's reacting how anyone can expect someone to react in that kind of situation. A lot of people were insisting he try to fix his marriage and stay for the kids so he doesn't break up the family but that is, in this case, the worst advice someone can give. I'm not sure there's any coming back from this. How could you trust someone like that again? How do you know she wouldn't do it again in the long run because she'd want a 4th baby?

Not to mention, it's a horrible thing to put the kids through. They're already, according to him in a comment, wondering why he isn't talking to their mother (sidenote: some people expressed disbelief that the kids would notice at that age. I haven't spent much time with super little kids like a 2 year old but 5 year old's can be surprisingly observant. Or the wife might have said something to them). If he were to stay and things worsen, like them fighting more often, that just hurts the kids. And it's not a good lesson for them when they get older. There are limits to keeping a relationship with someone.

And of course, his own mental health and happiness are important too.

What bothers me is the justifications people are pulling out in defense of his wife. They are severely downplaying her actions by saying she just wanted a baby, people aren't perfect, etc. Somebody even compared the situation to...rearranging a room.

And then you have others blaming him because he hasn't had a vasectomy yet. That isn't the point of this. If the wife hadn't done anything and he was complaining that she got pregnant, then I would find him more at fault. But what the wife has done is considered reproductive coercion, which is a form of intimate partner violence.

Sure there was a bit of a chance of pregnancy occurring, but she crossed the line in order to get what she wanted. She is at fault here for the pregnancy. And she should be held accountable for that. I've found conflicting information about whether she could face legal consequences, but at the very least we shouldn't be trying to make excuses for her or downplay it to make it sound like it's something innocent.

Because it definitely isn't

#mens rights #double standards #relationships

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hydn-jpg · 8 months

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hello!! i am alive !!!!

how have y'all been? i've definitely been better lol

so... i can explain. or maybe not. i've never been good at talking about things but i'll do my best

under the cut bc a bunch of things happened and this'll probably be very long:

honestly where do i even start?

it has been a very rough almost month and a half for me, it was as if whatever god or entity out there went "lol wouldn't it be funny if we made this person go through several bad things all within the span of a few weeks" and then did just that

in early august i got a call from my mom that my grandmother had passed away. i had just gotten home from class at the time, but i immediately went out again and took the soonest available flight back to korea for her funeral. losing her hit me pretty hard honestly, she was the one i turned to when things were hard, and was also the only one who was generally supportive of my identity and sexuality. she didn't really get it, but she never made homophobic or transphobic comments, and was always kind and unconditionally loving. chuseok this year will be difficult without her around but at least she is in a better place i hope.

i took two weeks off from school to stay with my family after that. when i got back i was mostly catching up on all the classes i missed so i had very little time to do anything else. the stress coupled with all the physical exertion and everything else lead me to have the worst asthma attack i've experienced as of yet, it could've gotten a lot worse if it weren't for my kind neighbours who rushed to help me when they saw me struggling in the hallway

then in late august i got into a car accident. i was driving home from campus (which is an hour away), it was raining very heavily and i guess i lost control of my car. i am not sure what exactly happened honestly, one moment i was driving peacefully (and at appropriate speed for driving in the rain) and the next moment my car was spinning around and hitting the guardrails before crashing. it sounds cliché but everything was in slow motion and i literally saw my life flash before my eyes. i'm really thankful that the highway was basically empty, so no one else was affected. i somehow came out of the accident with only a concussion, a badly sprained arm and neck and some cuts and bruises. those will surely heal with time but the trauma of it will probably stay for quite a while.

so that's what happened. my mental health has not been great but i've been feeling a bit better lately! so that's good. i've been too physically, mentally and emotionally drained to do anything haha.

i probably won't be able to draw for a while thanks to my injury so you won't be seeing any art from me for at least another month or so,, to people i still owe commissions to, i will have to give you an IOU because again, i can't draw rn but also because i lost basically all the art that i haven't backed up during the crash, which unfortunately includes the commission sketches :( i'm so sorry, i'll redraw them as soon as i'm able to. i really wish procreate had an automatic cloud backup system so at least the sketches i did were saved but we can't always get what we want i guess,,

thank you to everyone who reached out and asked about my wellbeing and i'm really sorry for ignoring your messages and tags. i'll get to them as soon as i can!

tldr; my grandma passed, i had a bad asthma attack and i got into a car accident but i am okay. not really but i'll be okay maybe. lmao.

#this is why we wear seatbelts kids #it could've been a lot worse #life updates with hayden lol #i really need to catch up on cop #i've missed my silly lil prince #and also the new book; dirty little secrets was it?#idk i am out of the loop #oh and blades!! that's out too i heard

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boxwinebaddie · 3 months

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wait... does jers know hebrew?

jersey knows hebrew!!! sheila raised him to be a Noise Jewish Buoy.

he also went to hebrew school and temple every weekend growing up, but tbh, learning how read/write hebrew, being on top of his class and the best student in hebrew school was less about kyle being passionate about his heritage and was more about winning and being the best at any given task or trade. in a similarly unhealthy sense, pursuing shabbat every saturday was more of a control thing, an ocd trigger, a routine and regimen that he felt he needed to complete.

also not to peddle/push the downright false agenda that kyle actively attempts to seek out conversations with his peers or even wants to engage with other human beings at all, but a lot of kyle’s relatives, specifically the older ones, only speak yiddish or understand hebrew, so over the course of several childhood birthdays, seder dinners, and passovers passed, kyle developed a fluency for his family members.

speaking of jewish holidays and such tho, at thirteen, kyle had his bar mitzvah ( stan was supposed to come ofc, but something came up ), spoke a lot of hebrew during that ofc, but as a present, zayde and bubbe got kyle a star of david necklace so that jers could keep the faith w/ him at all times. literally. bc when kyle was at his heaviest, that chain was basically a choker and the clasp got stuck/rusted over so kyle...couldn’t get it off.

basically, stan's iconic everyday cartoon character necklace is the mysterious sexy vampy emo boy red glass heart shaped vial necklace n ky's is the lil gold star of david chain/pendant from zayde & bubbe.

on the topic of cartoon character boy things tho and specifically jersey kyle and his canon sp show outfit, i will say that when jersey goes for runs ( specifically in the summer when its hot ) or goes kick boxing with tweek, he does revisit his high school roots and wears the beat up white tank top, gold star of david chain, baggy good will jeans and sneakers. i’m not sure if he gels his hair back anymore ( that was such a big hs phase for him ) but he does put it back in a ponytail sometimes so it doesn’t get in his way when he’s exercising.

please note the white tank top is sometimes the ‘talk nerdy to me’ tank top that bebe got him as a joke for his birthday bc like, he’s exercising, who cares.

...stan cares.

stan cares…A Lot. ;)

bc the talk nerdy to me white tank top is the jerseykyle equivalent of stan wearing the support rock fuck a rockstar tank top. they r hating.

and ohhhh my god when jersey comes back from the boxing studio glistening with sweat, spitting his mouth guard into the case, all fired up bc he was just gettin all that aggression out, punching and kicking shit, releasing lots of catharsis, with his accent all heavy, swearing very liberally in yiddish, still cussing out the other cars on the road… ft. stan like i need u to do...Horrible Things to me. on every surface.

sorry, getting my mind out of the gutter, i swear! but kyle can def speak hebrew and while he swore he would never become his mother...he literally developed all her little yiddish mom sayings by accident, calls ike bubbeleh, constantly uses the schmatta to wipe schmutz of stans face, calls everyone a fucken dummkopf, says oy vey and oy gevault waaay too much. i love jersey he is so cuteeeee in his lil star of david apron, hand on hip, kochlefl in the other, making dinner shakin his head like ya betta wash ya Hands, nasty boy!

bonus hc: when stan goes off to college he actually takes hebrew as his elective class to try and impress kyle shsjs he is sooooooo fkn bad at it tho like the same way that jersey can’t roll his rs, raven cannot do the glottal stops. it’s so fucking funny oh my god. it’s ok kyle gives him private lessons. he requires…a lot of support & multiple sessions.

i honestly think that if they do actually decide to get married and conform to the standards of society for the hell of it; jerseykyles vows are in spanish and ravenstans are in hebrew <3 ;-;

-uncle nina, jew jersey kyle broflovski supremacy

#i feel like recently he hasn’t been a v good jew or that’s what i said in #chapter three of rm like he stopped having time for temple #doesn’t really read the torah or speak hebrew v much anymore #he kinda lost the faith & he’s a cynic so religion is hard for him #after stan died he figured like if there was a god #and that god took stan away from him he must be cruel #or that there was no god bc no truly benevolent thing could let something so evil and merciless happen #every once and a while kyle does pray but it’s more of a #hey god or whatever is up there i am not sure if ur real #my stupid cat ate a glow stick and im scared he’s gonna die #i like to think he revisits his faith post rm bc when stan comes back #his faith i. humanity and in general is restored #raveseys kid nova also speaks hebrew and spanish btw #ALSO JERSEY WEARING THE TALK NERDY TO ME TANK TOP THE LOW RISE JEANS AND PUTTING HIS HAIR BACK #W THE STAR OF DAVID CHAN NECKLACE #OH MY GODDDDDD IT IS LIKE NIGARA FALLS IN THEIR APARTMENT FOR STANLEY MARSH IM NOT EVEN KIDDING #him and craig got invited to sit in once…don’t ask them the color of anything like for a pacifist stan was ABT that violence!#bad boy mean streets street brawler gangsta scary attack dog new jersey kyle just one chance stan is like plssss beat my ass #i just know his accent is sooooo like the Is He Botha’rin Ya Sweethaught??? We Gotta Fuken Problem Here or What?!#anyways...jail #stan coming back in from the gym swearing and sweaty whipping his hair out of the hair tie all like stanley u would naught Believe!!#these hitsigers today the fucken aduacity of these chazers like can anyone FUCKEN drive these days?? just me??? hoooly shit #and stans just in his big emo boy teeshirt and shorts playing nintendo switch all heart eyes has no idea what kyles sayin #stan every day like god i love my really scary really hot super best boyfriend like he rly is down so horrendously 4 feral kyle

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trickstarbrave · 4 months

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i still think back to this one dream i had (and yeah this was mostly a dream, the only real event was the car accident i was in irl)

it starts and i am little like. 8 years old. we're at a smaller theme park/water park on my birthday and its a lot of fun when while in the not-water side i get randomly picked with another girl to do a contest on stage. they picked a bunch of kids regularly, each roughly the same age, and it was going to be a big local tv event. we sign the contracts and each are put to do carious challenges.

the girl im with and i get picked to do skip ball. yknow

these things. and the prize was every kid who won a round got like 4 tickets to disney world or smth so you can imagine we were really excited.

and on stage im just killing it fsr. like absolutely sweeping this other girl. they are tallying up our scores in real time on the board. at one point the host lets her dad step in in an attempt to beat me but by the end of the time i STILL had more points than her and i won the tickets to disney world.

fast forward several years. its been almost 2 decades. im in my 20's. i have graduated college. i had a car accident and use a wheelchair or cane. the producers of that event/owners of the park or whatever contact my family asking for a meeting and so i agree and go to meet up with my mom. this show has become like a televised thing and is highly anticipated every year so we dunno what they want. could be whatever

we get there. the producer looks at me in my wheelchair. immediately makes a face. and then has to sit down saying that he was going to wait until the other girl i competed with showed up to discuss it but. the plan was they wanted us to redo the challenge since it was a really hyped up event and they wanted to see how we compared to our younger selves but. really there would be no point to it. i say i can stand up but. i dont think it would be a very fun or fair competition. my disability isnt a secret.

the other girl walks in. she has apparently become very atheletic since then. the producer informed me like just before she arrived she was really looking forward to it and had become very competitive and an athlete so yeah, it wouldnt be fair. she looks at me very confident and almost smug, only to realize i am in a wheelchair and i can just. see the disappointment on her face.

its very apparent to me in dream she was really looking forward to doing the contest again. she had done track in high school and college or smth. she was very sporty, very athletic. her dad was there and he looked also very disappointed. i think this random victory i had over her when we were 8 had been eating her up inside. i sit there awkwardly as we make small talk. the producer explains why he wanted us there which she had already figured out, and she just gets more disappointed by the minute as i ask if there are any other contests we can do that would be fun or exciting and don't require my legs that much.

we don't really come to a conclusion. we both leave the coffee shop with our respective parents, i awkwardly, her looking absolutely defeated. i want to apologize but i feel its weird to apologize for being disabled bc that just happens. i get in the car to go home. i wake up in bed, leave the room, and sit on the couch irl to think it over. i dont know that blonde white girl who was into track and field. shes not real. none of that happened. but it was very vivid and i was just left with this strange feeling afterwards and i remember it every so often like "huh. wonder what that was all about."

#dream #dreams

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ardenigh · 1 year

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It was fun reading about Lucky and I’ve thought of several questions about him:

1) How did Tegan die and how was he brought back?

2) What was Tegan’s life like?

3) What sort of person is Tegan’s brother?

4) What is Lucky’s daily routine?

5) Does anyone else in Tegan’s family know about Lucky? If so, how are they taking it?

6) How similar/ different are Tegan and Lucky’s personalities?

7) Besides Dmitri and the helmet, does Lucky keep anything from Tegan?

8) Would Tegan’s brother dig further into denial as time goes on or would he accept that Lucky is a person of their own?

9) Would Lucky ever be comfortable at looking at Tegan’s face?

it is once again... Lucky Hour

(thank you sm for the ask and the wait, omg! this got really ungainly really fast bc i like talking too much about my boy, so I'm dropping a cut here!)

It was fun reading about Lucky and I’ve thought of several questions about him:

1) How did Tegan die and how was he brought back?

He was brought back à la Shepard in an effort led by his older brother, a talented neurologist willing to call in every last favor he'd accrued over his career. Experimental cybernetics and nanotech to knit the corpse back together… synthetic neural weaves to shore up and repair the brain damage… The aim was to rebuild his damaged parts, resuscitate his basic autonomic functions and, in turn, facilitate the recovery and augmentation of his higher functions - all with the end goal of bringing his little brother back.

As for how Tegan died?

Motorcycle accident.

Eyes on the road, guys.

2) What was Tegan’s life like?

Probably less legitimate than most people’s - not that he ever let his mother know, back when she was alive. Ostensibly, he was just an apprentice at a tattoo parlor and liked frequenting the library. Beneath that, though, he had a familiarity with the city’s rougher crowds and lesser-known corners. A known neutral party to those interested in such things, Tegan was the king of the illegal street racing scene and a popular racer to bet on. ‘Course, being so familiar with the fast and loose life, Tegan was no stranger to witnessing other crimes from time to time. Some of his old racing buddies, the ones who know how observant he was, think that Tegan’s death was no coincidence - but they know to keep their voices down.

3) What sort of person is Tegan’s brother?

Janus… is a perfectionist, a visionary, and a brilliant academic to boot - he holds a Ph.D. in neuroscience and a master’s in software engineering, and he fully intends to broaden his wheelhouse as he goes. He’s also very much the picture of a resentful older sibling for most of his and Tegan’s upbringing, because, like - while he studied the blade, Tegan was out here goofing off and getting into trouble and still somehow being the favorite son, to salt the wound. Of course, what he lacks in close connection and open communication (and he really is lacking there), he makes up for with a ferocious tenacity. If this man sees something worth salvaging, he will immediately lock his jaws on it and he will not accept failure as an option.

He knows he should have tried more with Tegan, and he refuses to entertain the thought of never having that second chance.

4) What is Lucky’s daily routine?

For the most part, Lucky is a courier and busy with it; lets him combine his love of riding with an easy way to see new things and meet new people. He lives on lots of little catnaps interspersed with lots of running around - it’s not unusual to see him out and about early in the morning, and again in the middle of the night.

His routine is a little like this: deliver package, stop by new hole in the wall place he passed earlier, deliver package, head home to sleep and feed dmitri. head over to janus’s lab for mnemonic exercises and a vitals check. deliver package. Find a new piece of media to delve into. Take nap. Leave city limits to stargaze.

Not necessarily like that all the time, of course, or in that order.

5) Does anyone else in Tegan’s family know about Lucky? If so, how are they taking it?

Oh, no. Going down the list, it’s like - father passed when the boys were little… mother a couple years before Tegan’s accident… between Janus’s aversion to regular communication and busy student life, and also Tegan being none too keen on letting on that he’s making a living racing illegally, neither one is close with their relatives.

The most they know is that Tegan was hurt. He’s made a full recovery, though, so don’t worry, no need to visit (says Janus, stonewalling every single attempt while also frantically trying to snap his brother out of whatever delusion of identity he’s working through).

Now, Tegan's associates, on the other hand… some are very concerned about the sudden personality changes.

6) How similar/ different are Tegan and Lucky’s personalities?

They both love an adrenaline rush! They’re also both pretty social and will initiate conversations. Neither of them actively seeks romance or relationships, (‘no one in this city can handle me,’ says tegan. ‘i’ve existed for, like, three weeks,’ says lucky.) They’re also both good at compartmentalizing when they need to.

Tegan is louder, for sure, though - he’s developed an affectation of infuriating nonchalance after years of being constantly dealt his brother’s disapproval, the “why are you always like X” and “why do you never do Y.” He will not be judged, thanks, and certainly not by the guy who only communicates in criticism and academic citation.

Lucky is still chatty, but he speaks a little softer, and he pays more attention to the people around him. He skirts around people in a crowd rather than walking straight through. He’s taken by small details and twice as observant as his template, and people who knew Tegan are a little unnerved by how much more insightful he is, these days. Novelty makes him gentler, keener to listen in. He still shares Tegan’s pull to go fast at all times, though.

To sum up the main difference, though: Tegan will tank a sucker punch and grin through bloodied teeth.

Lucky will dodge.

7) Besides Dmitri and the helmet, does Lucky keep anything from Tegan?

Aside from all the basic identifying and legal assets? Tegan's apartment for one (although he does take care to partition everything that's not his own). Walking in, you would think two people were living there - only, one of them has been away for so long that an atmosphere of neglect has settled over his things. It takes a long while for Lucky to peek into Tegan’s collection of books and journals, so they’ve been getting a bit dusty. Can’t bring himself to throw anything, though. Feels disrespectful.

Tegan’s bike was completely totaled in the accident, though. Lucky would have kept it, otherwise.

8) Would Tegan’s brother dig further into denial as time goes on or would he accept that Lucky is a person of their own?

Ooh, that is a very good question, like, thematically. Janus is the reigning champion of not letting things go, tbh; it wouldn’t just take time, either. It would take a slow, methodical dismantling of everything Janus thought he knew about Tegan. It would take little, sharp instances of realization, that Tegan had passions and hobbies that he’d had no idea of. That Tegan had always looked up to him, behind the cavalier rebel front. That, really, when it came down to it, he never really knew his little brother at all.

Honestly? First he has to accept that he can’t fix this; it’s too late, and his brother is gone.

Only then will he even begin to be able to accept Lucky as his own person.

Something something Janus’s stages of grief go: anger, bargaining, denial denial denial…

9) Would Lucky ever be comfortable at looking at Tegan’s face?

Yes! I mean, very early on, he hardly even had a problem looking in the mirror - like, it was tragic and all, and of course he harbors a lot of curiosity about who this other guy was, but it was only up until people started expecting him to be Tegan that it started to cause him discomfort. Once he has a firm grasp on who he is, ‘cause he’s still feeling that out, and once certain people understand that he’s Not The Guy They Want, then he’d be able to look himself in the eyes without wanting to crawl out of his own skin a little bit.

bonus: quick doodle of tegan and lucky for a bit of feature comparison

#this did Not want to be posted lol. begging pleading Please Turn Blue @ post button #i'm going to put myself on the spot here this has been in my inbox! for A! Month! a MONTH the sheer amt of patience required #vastly gracious of u ngl thank u #nyway things r lookin up spoonswise but also I've been hecka sick for a hot minute. you know that thing where like #you mix a spoonful of honey into a cup of lime juice and then slam it?? idk if that helps like it is said to #but man if it didn't give me instant heartburn for 20 years #i am hearing the Just Drink Onion Water from all sides it is insane #i'm not even opposed to the concept i'm opposed to its tiktok popularity #like i already drink weird concoctions on the regular man i just prefer to get them sourced from the weird guy who lives three streets down #this aint about me though its about my Boy #and the now abundantly clear fact that his entire story is for me an exploration into the stages of grief and what it means to find closure #but its also abt the novelty of finding things that bring YOU joy regardless of the expectations others have. and its about grape soda #oc: tegan ''lucky'' holloway #ty for the ask!

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Jonah ask anon again: thank you for your responses and for being so open to questions! Jonah is just such an uncomfortable vibe, I love your take on him. I assume Jon doesn't know about Jonah's working hypothesis yet; I imagine he'd be horrified. Last question: I assume all the other temple leaders have met Jon several times now considering Jonah's recent insensitive anniversary party. Has anyone tried to get Jonah to send Jon on tour?

Thanks, it's fun to have people engage! 💗Jon hardcore does not know what Jonah's thinking. Jon is thinking in terms of "this is the rest of my life" and that life will probably be long! Lotta resources to keep him alive and healthy-ish through any and all cancer/autoimmune disorder manifesting/dementia isn't actually on the list Beholding would Not allow it/horrible accident/Artefact Storage incident/etc! He's anticipating along the lines of 80, 90, maybe just past 100. A fair bit past the general UK life expectancy. If Jonah is right- the Eye is convinced that it's preferable to be proactive here lol- it's more along the lines of 500. Better hope that Extinction doesn't manifest catastrophically...

The Usher Foundation and Pu Songling Research Centre have both pitched this like. CONSTANTLY. To Jon, to Jonah, to Michael and Gerry, literally any point of contact they have is like 💗Jon can come visit us any time 😊he's always welcome 🥰wouldn't it be great if he came to broaden his horizons💗

It's mixed success, largely because Jon does have people there who he actually talks/writes to willingly, and he's a bit anxious about the idea. He lives here... when JONAH was in charge of where he ended up he got torn away from his home... what guarantee does he have that no one will try to keep him if he visits? Much as he'd love to see the Stokers, also, if he's out of Jonah's immediate supervision he (fairly accurately) suspects that Jonah would spend the Whole Time watching him, so would he even be able to hang with them? Unknown. But they have the best chance if Jon DOES ever feel like traveling given the relationships there.

Everyone else... The two immediately allied with the Institute are mostly fine, and the tone is "we'd love a visit!!1!!" But everyone else is Super passive aggressive about it. He's too skinny don't you feed him? That crown is not fancy enough what are you doing?! He'd benefit SO much from a bit of sunshine, he should come to our place it's sunny! etc etc

And Jonah is passive aggressive back. It's mentioned that some of the delegates are a bit handsy. Jonah does not care about this in the moment. He doesn't WANT Jon to like these people, so sexual harassment is like. whatever. Jonah cares IMMENSELY once everyone's gone home and the next time they say Jon should visit it's all about how they made Jon sooooooo uncomfortable, they don't understand what he Needs, don't they know he's DELICATE??? So while both avenues come up fairly frequently, for the moment nothing's likely to come of it

(also, for birdverse, Someday i will finish my Epic Honeymoon fic. bc they had their nice quiet honeymoon, but maybe they should visit other places! But if it's just Jon and Martin something could happen... final passenger list: Jon, Martin, Tim, Danny, Gerry, Michael, Sasha, Georgie, Melanie... possibly someone like Lesere to be the Emergency Adultier Adult, or Quincy and/or Xiaoling joining as they visit them, so there's extra Institute-aligned people to keep anyone from Keeping them. If I finish it it'll probably be little bitty snapshots of each location and STILL be mega long. Everywhere wants Jon to see both the Eye stuff and the general tourist stuff. There's definitely a point where they rent the biggest RV you've ever seen in your life and road trip to as many National Parks as possible bc 1) no fraught avatar interactions and 2) even in a verse where Tim and Danny aren't banished, those boys love them some outdoor recreation. Possibly Trevor and Julia show up to be weird for a bit, idk. I say honeymoon, but I more mean gap year. Possibly 2. Decent chance it takes place a While after the wedding, when those of them with Actual Jobs are kinda feeling like it's time to move on, so they can just resign bc it is just never going to be a thing they can take a bit of PTO and return after. Maybe What the Ghost? spends a bit as a feed highlighting smaller creators. Maybe they do a bunch of on the road episodes. Lotta haunted places you can see as a tourist)

#cult au #feedback #writing #birdverse #ink post #asks

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the possible leland traumas and injuries at the fun time slaughter house for my knowledge alone:

he definitely gets knocked out with smth heavy when the family finds the campsite and grabs them bc he's probably highest immediate threat level and they're smart enough to deal w him first. or probably would have struggled a lot and got his face slammed into the van hood or smth. bloody nose. i think he got a little roughed up bc he would have tried to fight. im sure they all did but he’s a little extra stupid sometimes.

obv wakes up hanging upside down, still probably concussed and ew dried blood up his nose. he gets himself down but lands on his back pretty hard. bro is going through it in the tunnels

at some point when they make it onto to the grounds, picks up aggro on like several of the family to try to distract them from the others trying to figure out their escape. bc he knows otherwise they all get caught again.

i think it's funny if he goes to shoulder check bubba and bubba doesn't fucking move and its like. ow

takes a few knife slashes in the back and across the arms. but it’s like, hitchhiker’s shitty straight razor so it’s not that dire.

while he’s hitting them with the infinite loops he probably corners himself by accident and sissy just sleep powders him and owns him instantly. definitely some kind of vaguely toxic plant so he’s experiencing smth at that point.

gets dragged back into the house half conscious by bubba bc at some point he's gonna tie him down and be like Oh New Face For Me (: and that’s how leland gets like… this bad cut up the side of his face where bubba was , cutting. but obviously that gets interrupted by one of the other's distracting or smth. i think he cries when he finds maria's body but he also cries here bc Yeah.

whenever they’re making a final break for it, i think he probably is gonna throw down w johnny to protect him friends. and bc johnny was the one that first hunted maria down and he won't shut the fuck up. which will provoke lelend in 2 seconds flat. gonna simply wail on him until someone pulls him off bc like Run For Exit Idiot.

i think in verses where he Fucking Dies it is for reasons of [insert fool hero play that gets him dead]

overall just looks like hell if/when they get out of there onto the main road or w/e. running on fumes and a lil unhinged.

#idk its subject to change w plotting #cw vaguely squicky gore description a little #the game mech w the heart implying that your condition is deteriorating is interesting... like you do bleed out and die at some point #even if u never take extra damage

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Listen. So 911. Imma be honest Buddie ship is great, I’m here for it, I think they should do it. In the canon of the show -bonus if the relationship is 99% the same except they kiss now. Do I really believe that has always been the endgame for them? No. Absolutely not -and maybe I’m wrong idk the deep lore I’m just a slightly more than casual viewer whose recently noticed the fandom. That said… to be clear this isn’t me trying to call the show out but just analyze the text in a colloquial way. This is normal mainstream tv and my expectations are real low*.

The show has that old school “look how close these two guys are. Like sooo close. Mm if they were different genders this would 100% be a will they won’t they dynamic” thing, the “this probably started as, a little bit of a joke about how close these two guys -or sometime girls!- are” while being a genuine friendship but there’s a vibe. (Or the oopsie option, also possible here tbh. S/x actors just do a thkng but imho it’s the other creatures responsibility to work with that?) Which, later the show starts to play into that more and more, usually creating a queerbait. Now, to be clear I’m using that descriptively. No judgment here, just that’s what I’m seeing. As I said could be an accident, coulda dig themselves into the old QB hole.

Because. Let’s go over it. You’ve got these two guys, they meet. They click instantly. They become the most important people in each other’s lives. They do all the other things the romantic couples do in the show. Meta the creators clearly know people are shipping them and play into that a bit while backing off by pairing each with random woman. In canon there’s jokes and comments about their really close relationship. One of them adopts the others child basically. Sometimes when one is hurt the other looks like they might weep or cry in agony. Sometimes you swear the looks they give each other have no straight explanation possible. Canonicly they are still just really close bros*. These. Are all hallmarks of a queerbait.

Now, maybe they have shifted to making it end game, at some point, during all this. But tbh, bc of all the history of queerbait in mainstream tv for the past idk, minimum 20-30 years? Really hard to tell the difference. Without some obvious signs it isn’t just queerbait, it’s just looks the same! Until one of them… has… queer experiences, and clearly is like “hmm. Maybe I. Am not straight.” Some obvious “this relationship is indeed being teased. As a real possibility and not just a joke” then I remain skeptical. It’s ok, I’ve been on the great queerbait train many times, and I will take those ships to my -and the characters- grave! But it means I am on the look out for them. *theres several points im going to cover under the cut

Yes this show has. A lesbian couple, maybe a gay side character. And some queer characters on the spin off show, which is run by different people -at least enough it’s different, and now it’s on a different network, also there’s 1 same sex couple last time I checked. Tbh. While there’s some wonderful exceptions. It I commons for a mainstream show like this to have a max of one same sex couple per show. It’s a bad thing, I don’t like it, there should be room one these shows for multiple main queer couples. But it’s pretty standard for 1 max.

Yes men can be friends. Bros. Very close platonic bros. Absolutely.

You know who are also very close friends? Hen and Chim, I’ve never ever thought they were anything but close friends. Or even Athena and Hen -tbf I imagine there’s some shippable stuff there and go for it have fun- they seem really close, but not really like they’re gonna become a couple tbh.

you know who seems way closer than that? Bobby and Athena, or Chim and Maddie, or Hen and Karen, and Buck and Eddie often seem closer than them tbh.

Also. Let’s be honest. I also like QPR Buddie, but this is mainstream TV. I repeat. They can barely have more than one lesbian couple and a gay side character so, I have little faith they are going to grapple with, asexuality or aromanticism and QPR’s, especially with long standing cis so far het man main characters. But maybe I’m wrong and they might go there, and I’d be delightfully surprised. I’ll settle for just make them kiss already plz. (Tbh I admit the vibes of premier of season 7, increase my belief a little.)

I admit. Shippers are gonna ship. People like doing it it’s fun. S/x on almost nothing at all. Here I really do think, there’s some good reasons people are shipping these two characters. People can bring receipts. Anyway. I can only advise, not being an asshole. Either to shippers or shippers, shippers don’t be an asshole.

Personally I just needed to hash all this out. Get ready to be kinda disappointed and know… it’s just how it goes. Idk.

Also. Tbh. If they don’t do some of the “this isn’t a queerbait” signs soon -and this part is a criticism- than they are either ignorant, incompetent, or if not irresponsible, rude. Imho. Or at least like fully… explore that idea of them being in a romantic relationship and then reject it. I won’t like it but I’ll respect it.

#911 #long post #As said under the cut: I admit kick off of the most recent season has me hoping they might go there #But idk. If not.#Im gonna side eye that a bit harder #I don’t care enough to really call anyone out or anything. It’s not worth harassing anyone or being rude to actors or show runners #Potentially it’s a small and upper level group nixing it and this is the best they can do for the ship. Idk.#But. I call it as I see it #And so far it looks like the big Q-B #I might’ve made this post every season so far tbh #I don’t remember #but I likely will continue to do so until I’m proven wrong definitively.

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thank you @forgersfeline for asking for my warrior cat lore :) i logged off my backup tumblr to log onto my main tumblr on my laptop just to answer this.

OKAY SO. info under the read more!!!

Due to Circumstances (dead laptop) I don’t have all my old art, but THIS is my beloved baby leader, Duskstar

Many many moons ago I was part of a Feral Heart roleplay called Divination. It was kind of a rekindle of 2 other roleplays created by the same person, the first of which was the first iteration of Duskstar. Because I was an edgy teen on her own for the first time, she was a small cat who was abused by her mentor before poisoning him in the very first roleplay. She went through two other mentors (in-game characters) who perished, not at her paws, before becoming the apprentice to the clan’s leader, whom she eventually saw as a father figure. Her closest friend was a warrior, and his brother was also a friend of hers though they argued a lot. First RP iteration died, was reborn, the second died, and then there was Divination. Dusk went through a bit of hell in Divination :) She helped train two other apprentices, watched her father figure die saving her from his biological son, got attacked by a different clan and severely scarred (face scar), became deputy at a young age due to lack of available warriors (ie players), became leader not long after bc the leader got sick and stepped down? (player had to step away), she ended up training like three other apprentices at one time, I think she killed another cat... baby girl went through a lot and when Divination died I loved her too much to let her go ♥

Duskstar is very young, very small, but very determined and a little bloodthirsty in defense of her clan. She has gotten her claws dirty from a young age and is willing to do anything to get her clan back to the power it once had.

Then there is my beloved bastard, Snagglefang

Another Feral Heart original, Snagglefang never really got into any active RPs. He became more active once I moved back to deviantART, however I won’t go into details of the rp that made him active because the people that ran it were, to put it lightly, massive pieces of shit. That’s a story in its own that has me, sitting here, pissed off and ready to fight. ANYWAY. Snaggle is like the precursor to Khan. He’s big, he’s scarred, he’s pissed off. Again, his original history was that his mentor abused him bc I was an edgy teen. He was neglected by his father because his birth caused his mother’s death. He’s big, aggressive, and loves to fight.

He is Dusk’s temporary deputy, one of her closest confidants, and her crush (though he doesn’t know it and she pretends it doesnt exist). He’s very happy to be a tank, and enforcer, and to not have to think too deeply or hard on things. Not that he’s stupid, though he’s not quite as clever as Dusk, but he likes simplicity after everything.

They are essentially what kicked off my personal lore due to a (now deleted :C ) youtube video that was an enemies-to-lovers playlist. I was listening to it and was like, wow, this would really fit dusk and snaggle if they were in the same clan and...

lol. oops.

SO.

There’s honestly so much I haven’t done bc my laptop died, BUT

Due to circumstances, they are re-founding their old clan and calling it DawnClan. Duskstar is barely two years old, just a little older than Snagglefang (she’s renamed him Blacklion for reasons), and while she still feels unprepared to be leader she is fumbling through it as best she can.

Their region believes in the Three Beyond rather than StarClan. There is the Above Beyond, where those who did notably good deeds end up. There is the Between Beyond, where the majority of cats who lived average lives end up. And then there is the Below Beyond, where the assholes, murderers, etc of the clans end up. You can have killed someone and still end up in the Between if it was an accident, in battle, etc. It allows for more nuanced judging, and the ghosts of cats can move between the Beyonds. All three are known and referenced (one might say “Above bless you” when they’re giving thanks, or “i just want to go Between” when they’re tired, and “Below take you!” when they’re absolutely livid) by all clans.

There are at least two other clans who are not yet named, but who have been encroaching into DawnClan territory. DawnClan suffered from poor leadership as well as a severe epidemic that cut their clan numbers into less than half. Because they failed to be able to properly patrol their territory, attending gatherings, and hunt due to lack of warriors, the other clans began encroaching into DawnClan territory. Since the clan has began recovering health, Duskstar is now pushing those boundaries back and has said they will recover their territory at any means necessary.

Dusk has acknowledged to her clan that due to their low numbers, outsiders are currently allowed to join. Her own former apprentice, now warrior, and another close confidant is a cat that Dusk herself found half-starved as the sickness began leaving the clan. Said cat is called Amberwolf and started her life out as a pedigree housecat. Snaggle/Black’s crush is another former-loner named Lilyfrost, who came from a clan far far away. He suffered severe burns and brought along his very young kit, whom he named Lionkit after Blacklion. Black thinks Lily is beautiful (and he is) and Dusk lowkey hates Lily for taking Black’s attention off of her, she’s never had to deal with jealousy and is still young and handling things poorly.

Battles are frequent due to the border issue, however after the sickness left the camp Duskstar relocated the clan. Their new camp has yet to be discovered and therefore can’t be ambushed or attacked, and she keeps a small patrol around the old camp so that if it gets attacked, they can defend it while sending a runner to the new camp to let them know of the attack.

Though Dusk is small, their clan numbers are small, and clan tensions have always been high and tenuous, Duskstar holds herself with as much pride and leadership as she can muster during gatherings. She holds her tongue, bides her time, and subtly threatens the other leaders just as they do her. It’s quickly becoming recognized that although her clan and territory may be small and weak, they are discovering ways to reinforce what strength they have and fight back.

#the urge to talk about my OCs is so strong #warrior cat ocs #warriors oc #duskstar #snagglefang #blacklion #amberwolf #ASK ME MORE ASK ME MORE ASK ME MORE #I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THEM!!!#though dusk and snaggle both have severely fucked up histories

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Day 15 - Jan 15 - Munich

I woke up at a nice time, not 4am like the last few days lmao, and slowly packed. I woke up with the urge to poop but it didn’t happen. The Austrian guy was asleep for a long time but the Asian guy got up pretty quickly to shower. I decided to ditch the brown blazer bc I simply did not want to wear my regular travel outfit anymore and my thick clothes wouldn’t fit with the blazer.

I went downstairs and drank several cups of coffee and had the biggest poop of my life hahahaha and I tried the Sacher torte which was weird ngl - it was like a chocolate casing with chocolate cake but there was some kind of tangy sauce keeping it all together. I didn’t like so I messaged in the chat to see if anyone would want the other one and Lana said she wanted! So she came down to the lobby and we hung out for a bit. I followed her on IG heh and then I mentioned I ditched the blazer and jokingly asked if she was interested. She was literally dressed head to toe in brown so it worked and she kept it hahaha

From there, I said goodbye to my new friends -blank- and Lana and head to the train station. It was a decent walk but when I got there I realized that the train was delayed TWO HOURS. Apparently there was an accident on the track and 2 people DIED. I was horrified. So I bought a coffee and was gonna sit in the station for 2 hours but I decided to go walk around. Don’t know if I regret it but it certainly wasn’t super fun hahaha

My back and shoulders a lot but I did get to meet Lexi the fluffiest chonkiest and friendliest little shiba ever!

When I got back, the train appeared to be delayed another hour so I was like fuck it what’s the next train to Munich, and it was on BRB so I bought a ticket for like €35.50 and hopped on the train in 5 mins.

Took the train pretty seamlessly to Munich Hbf while watching love is blind

Got to Munich and my hostel was just a few blocks away which was nice

Checked in and met another Xie! He was born in Munich but parents are from China and he had never met a Xie before. Neither have I so that was cool

I settled in and head out to walk around Old Town, which was cool but everything is CLOSED bc it’s sunday!!! It was so quiet and chill. Then it started raining and getting really windy so that sucked. Around this time (4/4:30pm) I also got super hungry but nothing was open!! No grocery stores, convenience stores, even cafes/restaurants were very few and far between. I finally got wifi and found a vegan place. Tbh it was amazing. I mean I didn’t get a German meal, I got shnitzel again which I guess you could argue is German too. It was so good. It came with a side salad and I DEVOURED it. I also ordered the pett punch which was non alcoholic Merlot, Orange, and spices. Literally the best drink I’ve ever had. If it was real Merlot, it might’ve been better.

After that I was in food coma so I went back to the hostel and just decompressed for a bit and messaged the chat wanting to go check out HB or Augustine. Found a guy named Tang who wanted to so we went and he was nice! A kid from Hong Kong about to study abroad in Milan and traveling for a bit beforehand. He was nice! A bit naive.

Also hofbrauhaus was rude, I did not like them. The vibes were kinda there though and the apfelstrudel was delicious!!!

We came back around 8:45/9 and I just showered, packed a little, and planned for the next day

#europe2023 #winter2023

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our-neighbours-cat-is-a-menace · 2 years

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Diavolo the type of dude to take fever med for kids just bc it tastes slightly better and has different fruit flavors lmao 😂

reading this made me think of how barbs will just deadpan at the prince, having a face that just screams, seriously?

Also i get the idea that demons don't get sick but for the sake of this scenario let's just pretend they do okay

Dia, luci and Barbs had stuff to do at the human realm and you hearing about their trip made you want to tag along since it's been so long since you've last visited

Lucifer was strongly against it at first since they were doing something important there and with your chaotic ass, there's no telling what you'll screw up next

But with 3 barrels of desperation, 2 pools of blackmail and a bucket of reverse psychology, everyone let you tag along

Trip to the human world was nowhere near peaceful, you dragged the prince everywhere your ass takes you too and your two other companions have no other choice but to follow both of you to make sure you don't stab anyone by accident

You know those water sprinklers in parks, you wanted to surprise Dia by it, and true enough he was surprised and also wet. Even lucifer wasn't able to dodge the blast of the sprinkler thus you, dia and a fuming lucifer was soaking wet. The sly butler was safe though

Lucifer had to drag you out of there, lecturing you that if you don't dry yourself, you'll get sick. And now you are laying on the bed breathing heavily with a high temperature of 38.7°c and you're not the only one, you spot one beside you grunting from too much heat and one laying on the couch silently cursing you for this

Barbatos is the one whose nursing all of you three back to health. With a little bit of research, barbs bought you guys medicines but he had to buy a different varieties ranging from kids meds to adults since barbs wasn't sure how to answer the pharmacists long ass inquiries

"it's bitter" Dia grumbled, swallowing the med capsule

"Deal with it" Lucifer answered obviously ready to murder someone called MC

"How about this" you chirped handing Dia a orange flavored kid syrup

"MC, that's for kids" Barbs spoke up

"Stop feeding him useless things" lucifer interjected

"It won't kill him" you reasoned

While you and Lucifer were bickering, you guys failed to see Dia gulping one bottle of fever med syrup right after another. Your attention were brought back when several bottles clattered on the floor

"My lord"

"Dia"

Both you and Lucifer spoke up

"Hmm, the strawberry flavored one was the best" he chirped before laying back down and go to sleep

You quickly whipped your head towards the butler

"Barbs, pls tell me he won't die from overdose"

"I.. I'm not sure" barbs hesitated

For the rest of his fever stricken days, he only drank fever meds for kids and you were seriously worried if his gonna overdose, how many bottles have he taken just for today and why pineapple flavored

He got better when it was time to return to the devildom, everyone welcomed you back and was ready for the souvenirs but your face looks like your soul was just taken by the grim reaper

While Dia on the other hand was glowing, it's the pineapple i tell you. Heck he even went and gave the angels a hug saying they miss them

Barbs was seriously worried since whenever he feels just the slight headache, he'd ask barbs for a fever med for kids, apple flavored this time

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acourtofbooksandfantasy · 2 years

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Request: Azriel x Reader

Hi!! After my long break, I’ve been working on some longer pieces but took a break from them to write this request! Send me some more ideas if you’ve got a request as well. This one is just over 1.5k words, very fluffy. Thanks to @decadentpalaceshoeknight for this request!! I hope you enjoy it! 🥰

Request: “Hi! I saw that your request are open and I really like your writing so I was wondering if you could do an Az x yn where Az is on a mission and told Cass to keep her safe but both Cass and yn get captured and Cass is trying to get her out ( bc they mostly torture her) bc he feels really guilty that he couldn't protect her and then Az finds them after a long time and it's very fluff thank you”

As the mate of the Night Court’s spymaster, Y/N was well-aware of the attention others gave her. She often felt as if she was being watched, observed, envied, and occasionally, plotted against. Azriel worried often about her safety, insisting she never go out anywhere on her own. As the only member of the Court of Dreams with little combat knowledge, Y/N was also the most vulnerable.

A disturbance in the Illyrian camps had come to Rhysand’s attention, and he asked Azriel to accompany him to investigate and speak with Devlon about what was going on. It plagued Azriel to leave Y/N, so he approached his brother the night before they left.

“Cass, you know how much she means to me,” Azriel begged. “I understand brother, I know that you would do the same for me if I needed to leave Nesta. Not that she needs much protection…” Cassian chuckled, thinking of his mate’s aggressive tendencies, “I won’t leave her side.” Azriel breathed a sigh of relief and went to spend one last night before the mission with his true love.

Y/N and Feyre stood at the entrance to the river house, ready to tell Azriel and Rhysand goodbye before their mission. Azriel hugged her tightly, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple, “Stay safe, angel. I’ll be back soon.” She looked up at him and smirked, “Come back in one piece, please.” He chuckled and released her from his grasp. He stood back with Rhysand and in a flash of darkness and shadow, they were winnowed away.

It had been several days since Azriel left on his mission. He had sent little messages down the bond to let Y/N know they were safe. Unrest in the Illyrian camps as not uncommon, they were merely playing referee between two groups that had a disagreement. In the meantime, Y/N had taken up playing chess against Cassian, which became more of a strategy lesson for her because playing against the highest General in the Night Court army was quite the challenge. In a too-much-wine-induced accident, Y/N had cut herself on a broken glass. The river house didn’t have any bandages left after Azriel and Cassian’s latest sparring session, so Cassian and Y/N left to fly and get some. It should’ve been a quick, easy trip. It should’ve taken no time at all. It was such a little deal that Y/N hadn’t even sent a message to Azriel through the bond. Until Azriel heard her shrieking in the back of his head. Cassian had been shot down with arrows while they were flying. They were being taken.

When Cassian awoke, Y/N was whimpering in the corner of the stone cell they were in. Her feet shackled to the floor; arms held above her by chains. He attempted to stand but found himself pinned to the wall behind him by the wings. Every little tug he made to free himself sent excruciating pain down his spine.

A masked man emerged from the shadows chuckling, holding a large blade. “We were really hoping for the Shadowsinger himself, but his mate and the High Lord’s general will work nicely until he arrives.”

“You can keep me,” Cassian begged, “You can do whatever you like with me. You can beat me, torture me, hell, you can even kill me if you want.” He turned his face towards Y/N, “But please,” his breath hitched, “Let. Her. Go.”

The masked man chuckled again, “We figured you would say that. Which is why we’ve decided she will be the perfect way to get you to give us the information we want. Tell me a secret of the High Lord’s, and she stays unharmed. Withhold information, or worse, lie to me, and I will tear her apart.” He walked towards Y/N’s shackled, limp body and lifted her off the ground by the waist, holding the blade to her neck. “So, general, what would you like to tell me first?”

Azriel and Rhysand had immediately winnowed home following Y/N’s panicked thoughts she had sent down the mating bond. They had searched and searched, attempting to figure out who could’ve taken them. Azriel had sent message after message down the bond in an attempt to hear something, anything from Y/N. All left unanswered. They had been searching for a week with no leads, and Azriel was exhausted from lack of sleep. Rhysand had suggested they pay a visit to their friends in the Court of Nightmares to see if they perhaps knew anything. When they were about to leave, Rhys squeezed his brother’s hand, “We will find them. We will not stop Azriel. I promise you.” Rhys could almost see tears forming in the Shadowsinger’s eyes.

It didn’t take them long when they showed up to the Court of Nightmares unannounced to realize that Keir was hiding something. His flustered, annoyed state led Azriel to believe he knew more than he was letting on. Rhysand was keeping Keir and the rest of the court occupied while Azriel searched under the mountain for something, anything. Azriel stood in a hall after searching, sending a message to Rhys that he had found nothing, when he felt a strange shiver inside him. It was as if someone was standing directly behind him, making the hair on the back of his neck stand straight up. He turned towards the stone wall next to him, and the feeling became intensified. His shadows had begun shooting around him, knocking into the wall. He pressed his hands against the cool stone, and when he pushed the largest stone, the wall retreated back to reveal a thick stone hallway. The strange feeling followed him as he went into the hall; Azriel sent a message to Rhys to get to where he was immediately without others following, having a feeling he would need backup.

When Azriel reached the room at the end of the hallway, he was speechless. In the corner laid a lifeless female body, covered in bruises and cuts and dried blood. Against the opposite wall sat Cassian, hanging by the pins holding his wings into the stone. He groaned and lifted his head, exclaiming when he saw his brother. Rhys ran in through the doorway behind Azriel, “We don’t have much time. I sent Keir on a wild goose chase but we need to…” he trailed off when he saw the girl in the corner. Azriel knelt down beside her, sweeping the hair away from her face, “Y/N,” he sobbed. “Y/N,” he cried again, “please. It’s me. We’re going home. I’m here now. I’m so sorry,” he whispered. She slowly opened her eyes, with the little strength she had left. Rhys helped Azriel remove her shackles, then carefully unpinned Cassian. “I’ll come back and deal with Keir and his court later,” Rhys stated, “Let’s get them to Madja.”

Madja had worked hard to mend Y/N’s wounds and heal Cassian’s wings. Both were resting, looking much better after bathing and receiving some elixirs to speed up their recovery. Azriel sat at Y/N’s bedside the entire time, never once letting go of her hand. When she had finally gone to sleep, Azriel left her for a moment, Mor had offered to keep an eye on her while he went to see Cassian. When he entered Cassian’s room, his brother immediately began to cry.

“I…” Cassian sobbed, “I am so sorry I couldn’t keep her safe brother…” Azriel stopped him, “You are not to blame for any of this, Cassian. I would’ve been in the same situation if the roles were reversed. Faebane takes everything out of you, there was no way to overcome that.” He smiled, “While I wish this hadn’t happened in the first place, I am glad she was with you. You helped keep her alive. You helped bring her home to me.” He hugged his brother and gave him a gentle pat on the back, avoiding the bandages on his wings.

When he returned to Y/N’s room, she had woken and was talking with Mor. He leaned against the doorway, watching as his beloved shared her experiences with his friend. “It seems someone would like your attention, Y/N. I’ve loved chatting with you, I’ll be back to check in soon,” Mor grinned as she stood from her chair. Azriel thanked her for staying while he was away. As soon as the door closed behind Mor, Azriel was at Y/N’s bedside. She was fully awake, somewhat rested. He took her in his arms gently and brushed his fingers through her hair. “I thought I lost you, sweet girl,” He frowned, “I have never been so afraid in my entire life.” She giggled, “That’s very serious, for someone who’s been alive 500 years.” He smiled at her, “I’m serious, dear. I do not want to exist in a world where you are not there. You are the light to my darkness, the wind to my wings.” He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, then another to her temple, another to her cheek, before hesitating and hovering over her lips. “I love you,” she hummed against his mouth, and he pressed his lips gently to hers.

#acotar #acotar fanfic #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #azriel imagine #azriel x reader #azriel x y/n #azriel fluff #acomaf #acofas #acowar #acosf #azriel fanfic #shadowsinger #spymaster #azriel spymaster

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morelikedoccock · 2 years

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Mer!Otto AU masterpost

I have to admit that I made this au specifically for spicy purposes, but it quickly turned into something much more extensive in my mind, so here it is!!

I got inspired to make my own Mer!Otto by this art and this fic. The idea was playing around my brain for a while, then someone asked me to draw something I’d been wanting to but hadn’t found the time to do yet and I said “bet,” and then my mer!Otto happened. He’s gone through a few little updates as I’ve continued to write, but I’ve more or less solidified his physical design at this point.

Physical refs here, here, here, here (spicy), and here

And my fics are up on Ao3 under a different handle than my usual one, if you want the link just ask me😆

The good stuff is under the cut!! (warning for spicy) and I’m also gonna include a small blurb on my sad timeline mer!Otto at the end❤️

The Info

History/story:

This particular au Otto has a super long lifespan, upwards of a few thousand years

He’s one of only a few remaining merpeople of his particular species, most of whom died out fairly soon after he reached maturity

He’s been around long enough that he was once revered as a sea god, and people painted him on pottery, most of which has been lost to time

He began his life quite innocent, just learning about the world on his own

Was amused and unbothered by the groups of people who thought he was a god, mostly because he was still fairly young at the time

He became more aggressive as he got older, and had a few phases of about 50 years each (first in early sailing history, then maybe in the early 1600s, and then later in the 1700s) where he fought a lot of whalers/sailors/general seafarers, and was even known to terrorize smaller ships for fun

The seafarers of all kinds who mistook him for either a whale or were hunting him specifically during those times usually didn’t return from their voyages

He has had a decent amount of interactions with peaceful land-bound humans during his lifetime, mostly from people who had heard the myths, who were trying to make some sort of sacrifice to a sea god, or who plain stumbled upon him by accident, his dealings with these types of people have mostly been pleasant

In more modern times he has mostly retreated to one particular hidden cave, in an attempt to live in peace and avoid modern recording and hunting technology, though he’s a little magical so cameras don’t really pick him up properly

Physical stuff:

He’s BIG and incredibly inhumanly strong

His human skin is a very pale blue/green/grey color, his octopus skin is a dark blueish-green

His eyes have black sclera, orange and gold irises, and horizontal pupils (like an octopus lmao)

His teeth are bone-colored and very sharp

He’s got half-inch long dark green claws on each of his fingers

His hair is brown and wavy just like canon Otto (more like NWH Otto)

His octopus half connects to his human half just below his tiddies, and a trail of octopus skin leads part way up over his sternum

He has three hearts (and other as of yet undetermined strangeness in his organs bc of the human/octopus hybrid business lmao)

His blood is blue, which makes his mucus membranes (inside of his mouth, etc) blue-green in color, and also makes him blush the same blue-green

He’s cold blooded but can still function totally normally in water of any temp including freezing deep sea water

His skin can change colors for camouflage purposes and it also sometimes does randomly when he’s asleep and dreaming

He doesn’t need to sleep as much as humans do but does anyway sometimes just because

The tip of his hectocotylus (reproductive tentacle) is shaped a bit like a rounded bud, with six segments that open like a flower, allowing the tentacle to lodge inside a host for better egg-transferring success

His body makes eggs constantly, so there’s always a fresh supply, and any that are over a few days old just get absorbed back into his system

He can also produce several different types of goop, mostly for reproductive uses

Personality:

He’s very similar to how I imagine canon Doc Ock, aka suave, jaded, with a slightly more prickly exterior, but on the inside he’s got a heart(s) as soft as the squishiest marshmallow.

He is initially a bit aggressive toward anyone who finds him, mostly to figure out what they want, but if the person takes long enough to explain themselves and is nice, he softens up quite a bit

He likes music, tasty food, and pretty things

He doesn’t like people who want to hunt him

He doesn’t fall in love often, but when he does it happens fast and hard

When he does love someone he wants nothing more than to absolutely smother them with affection of various different kinds, physical and verbal

Extras:

He eats mostly meat, but won’t turn down the chance to nibble on a variety of other things

He’s ticklish

He has three biological children, carried to term by 2 humans

He has both ear lobes and both nipples pierced, and has several nautical tattoos

If there’s anything else y’all wanna know about, please feel free to ask me!!!

(Also about my sad timeline mer!Otto, basically his story is the same as my regular mer!otto except instead of getting wiser and calmer as he aged, he got wilder and angrier and sadder, eventually devolving essentially into a real sea monster. He’s quite broken and fucked up until someone comes along and just accidentally finds a soft spot inside him that he didn’t even know was there any more😭❤️ Cue soft hurt/comfort-style relearning of trust and kindness and love and all that sappy shit💕💕💕)

#cerbin rambles #doc ock #mer!otto #merman au #masterpost #aus #spicy #listen I am more than happy to talk more about him I just need to know what y’all wanna know about #so hmu if you wanna🥰#also #once again if you’d like to use his design please ask first

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ririsann · 3 years

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hii can you write chifuyu angst it doesn’t matter how you write it ^_^

「 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 」

when chifuyu's s/o gets into an accident and develops amnesia.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... matsuno chifuyu x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - drunk driving, (mentions of) death, severe injury, slight angst? (i cant write angst for shit)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - i was so sad when i got this req guys this is my little meow meow what am i supposed to think of... also its so cliche bc i was playing minecraft and thought of this i almost cried while building my house

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 loves you with all of his heart and more. you knew that-- for a while at least. now he wishes that you remembered who he even was.

on the second day of august in the year of 2005, chifuyu gave you a matching necklace. it was a black cat that was supposed to curl up with its white counterpart like it was a ying-yang symbol.

“‘fuyu, i told you that you really shouldn’t be spending your money on me.”

“no, it’s fine! anything to remind us of our love...”

“you don’t have to get us anything to remind us as long as we’re together, ya know?”

“think worst case scenario--! like one of us losing our memory...”

he planned out an entire date for the fifth, three days after giving you your half of the necklace. but it never happened.

later that same day, you took a taxi for some sort of business that your parents set you up for.

for some reason, there was some sort of lunatic or drunk driver who was driving an industrial truck. they ran a red light at a big intersection, and hit several different cars, which included the one you were in.

thankfully, you and your driver were alive, though sustained several traumas and only a few life-threatening injuries. many of the other people within the accident were in the same boat as you or dead.

as soon as he heard, chifuyu rushed to the hospital that you were being operated in. as soon as you were stable, you would be transferred to a hospital closer your residence. and as soon as you were accepting visitors, chifuyu would become the next usain bolt.

it wasn’t very soon, but he was able to see you a month and a half after the initial incident. your procedures were successful, though you had a serious brain injury that rendered the majority of your body paralyzed and caused amnesia.

there were two types of amnesia that you could have gotten. the type where you struggle to make new memories and the type where you forget your past memories. unfortunately, you had the latter.

“will you still fall in love with me if you forgot me?”

“of course i would! why wouldn’t i?”

“didn’t you hate me at first?”

“it-- it was the personality that counts!”

chifuyu was your first visitor, even before your parents.

“(y/n), don’t you remember me?” you stared at the strange fake blond with an undercut blankly. who was this? and why did he act like he knew you?

“ah, i’m sorry! i don’t think i know you, apologies.” your boyfriend’s smile dropped. what did you mean that you didn’t know him? you were even given your necklace back, how did you forget?

“i’m your boyfriend, (y/n). matsuno chifuyu. remember me now?”

you grin sheepishly. “no clue, sorry. i didn’t know i had a boyfriend, really.”

at this point, chifuyu looks more deflated than a pre-pumped balloon.

“well, even if you don’t remember me-- will you, er, will you still accept me as your boyfriend..?” you sigh. you were already tired, and your patience was growing thin.

“look, i don’t know who the hell you are but i’m really not interested in having a boyfriend while barely remembering someone,” you snap. “maybe past-me loved you but i don’t love you right now. talk to me about being my boyfriend after we become friends.”

you sucked on your teeth and closed your eyes. if you couldn’t see him, he wasn’t there.

“chifuyu, whoever you are...” you trail, your eyes still closed.

“i fucking hate you.”

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #matsuno chifuyu #chifuyu matsuno #chifuyu #tokyorev chifuyu #tokyo revengers chifuyu #matsuno chifuyu x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu angst #matsuno chifuyu angst #chifuyu matsuno angst #tokyo revengers angst #tokyorev angst #ririsann

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