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actualbird · 3 years

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what if artem was red-green colorblind (the post that started out as a joke but turned emotional)

wc: 858

red-green color blindness (also known as deuteranopia) is more common in men than it is for women thanks to chromosomes and stuff. artem wing is such a stickler for detail and i think it would be very funny if he had NO IDEA he was red-green colorblind for basically all 29 years of his current life

for easy reference, heres how the colors look like

artem just assumed the world was mostly shades of browns. and in his defense, it's not like he does much that has to do with distinguishing color. canon has shown us that apparently hes shit at art and an art teacher even told him as a child that he had no talent for coloring (and hey, CAN I TALK TO THAT TEACHER?? I HAVE SOME WORDS ABOUT WHAT YOU SHOULDNT BE FUCKING TELLING KIDS, JESUS...) but yeah. law school doesnt have a colorblindness test to go through, strawberries and tomatoes are brown and artem can tell whether theyre good for cooking by firmness alone, purple doesnt exist at all (anguished marius noises!!!) and thats why artem assumes "roses are red, violets are blue" is like that.

and artem has read articles about color!!! the articles that are like "theres no true color actually, everybody sees certain color differently. what is red for one person may not be red for another" so he chalks up to people calling things "red" or "green" as a manifestation of human diversity. and sometimes celestine tilts her head when she sees artem NEVER using red pens (artem is like hmm brown doesnt seem to be a good color for correcting mistakes? seems too aggressive. he'd rather use the, uh, "green" pens which he sees as a light brown)

and the way he finds out that hes colorblind is when hes trying to be romantic flirty. he and mc are on a date and hes so happy in a soft and gentle way that feels like his favorite color, the color of shores on the beach, the color that reminds him of peace and relaxation, the color of her eyes. and he's compelled to tell her this. so he does

artem: your brown eyes are very beautiful :')

mc: aww, thank you :') but my eyes are green

artem: wh

mc: uh. artem. what color are luke's eyes?

artem: darker. brown.

mc: his eyes are red. artem, i think you might be colorblind

artem's whole WORLD has been shaken LMAO. mc pulls up a quick colorblindness test on her phone for artem to take and he gets steadily more lowkey distressed as he has SO MUCH DIFFICULTY seeing the numbers hidden in the color blobs. DAVIS chimes in with "Mr. Wing! You seem to have deuteranopia! This is more common in men due to chromosomal---" but hes barely listening because hes SO EMBARRASSED

and mc is a little amused but she asks him if shes upset because shes Too Good for this world and artem is like "no im fine really im just. sorry. about not knowing what color your eyes actually are."

and mc is bewildered at how THATS what hes focusing on. hes a disaster of a man and she assures him that she does not mind, shes just flattered he thinks shes beautiful. and the blush that colors her face is a faint dusting of the color he loves so much.

so honestly, he doesnt care so much about his colorblindness. it doesnt stop him from doing anything and his...Very Important Friend isnt bothered by it either.

(and then once marius finds out---and AFTER marius gets over the fact that artem sees his own GORGEOUS VIOLET EYES AS DARK BLUE, hes offended, he is VIOLET PURPLE INDIGO!!!---marius' new favorite pass time is bringing him color swatches and annoying the ever loving fuck outta the poor man

marius: hey artem, what color is this

artem: you know i dont know the right answer

marius: cmon pleeeeaaaseeee just tryyyyy

artem: ...cream

marius: hey that one was actually pretty close! it's lime

artem: thats nowhere near close)

(vyn is largely unaffected. he mostly wears earthy tones anyway and his eyes are gold, which artem can see correctly. vyn is like "NO" tho when artem is at vyn's garden and he's looking at vyn's rose bushes like "oh you did a good job with these, the brown is very vibrant." but vyn knows a compliment from artem when he sees it, so he lets it slide)

(luke doesnt care about the colorblindness too but he does think about making artem those glasses that can adjust for colorblindness, if ever artem wants to see colors like how the rest of them do. luke really loves the green of mc's eyes, he'd love to share that with artem if artem wanted to see)

(artem just kinda shrugs and goes on with life normally. he doesnt need to see color like everybody else does.

...some moments though he does let himself think back to mc's eyes. the sands of a peaceful beach. he could stay in that color forever, if she'd let him.

it seems like a nice color to make a home in)

#tears of themis #artem wing #zuo ran #tot artem #tears of themis headcanons

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cannibal-witchh · 3 years

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Reader(Fem) X Alcina Dimitrescu

(PART 1)

Written by cannibal_witchh

⛓Trigger Warning⛓

Story contains: Gore, sexual elements, vulgar language, violence, elements of sub/dom behavior, and captivity.

Notes:

I am not the most confident writer so bare with me if theres some flaws floating around the story. I also have very minimal general knowledge to Alcina right now due just demos only being out. Please, be considerate that there's only so much information released on her so most of what I'm writing is not canon. Let's keep it positive and real, we all are thirsting after Lady D so here's a a fanfiction. Also couldn't condense it in one story so going to make this adleast a two or three parter.

It can get confusing with a lot of female characters so the reader is of course:

Y/N - your name

Her/she- i wanted to refer to the female reader in italics and bold

Y/L/N- your last name

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Thunder echoed along the well decorated corridor walls . Hints of lightning occasionally flashed between fluttering curtains. Beyond the curtains was an open window, below that was a critical drop into snow and shards of large rocks. That was definitely not worth risking. Y/N had been held in captivity for what felt like a legitimate eternity. Confinded to a small well kempt room, it seemed as though it had once been a guest room according to the furnishing. All the basic necessities of a bedroom were present here. The fabrics that dressed the bed were of a fine quality, and the boards that held all of it up were of incredible carpentry. Gentle embers flickered from the candlewicks that rose tall on the golden girandoles. Despite captivity the room was comfortable, it was illuminated with warm colors, although still dim and feint.

The door swung open, a black swarm of insects swirled infront of the door as it begun to quickly form a figure. It revealed a small vampiric woman, hooded with golden locks peaking from under it. She flashed her teeth with an enthusiastic smile, as she revealed blood stained teeth, lips, as well as her chin. " Oh, goody! You are awake. I always feel bad feeding when someone is asleep.", She shut the door as she advanced closer to Y/N. Adrenaline began to flood through her veins, hair on her body standing up, and her palms perspiring. She was covered in scabbed bite marks, and bruises - it didn't take long for her to recall the abrupt painful puncture of teeth break through her skin. The old bites began to twitch with pain at the idea a new addition would be welcomed. " I just prefer blood thats been in shock, y'know, awake? It gives it a nice acidic flavor, plus,", she towered over Y/N breathing in her aroma. " It smells wonderful.", she giggled in soft whispers. "Enough.", Y/N demanded as she attempted to cease her trembling. Her body was returning to anxiety because it was clear what was about to happen. A feeding. The vampire didn't seem to express offense, strangely her face bore amusement. "Oh ok, how about this!", she excitedly brought out her sickle and swung at her. With one swift swing the sickle hooked right under her knee cap. A shriek was released from Y/N's lips, agonizing pain radiating everywhere, and blood began to river out from the site. The vampire dragged her with the sickle through the corridor as everything seemed like a blurr from the shock. Hallways seemed like a stretched out haze, and noises seemed to be loud echoes one would hear in a juvenile cafeteria. "Whe-where are you taking me...?", she barely mustered as she felt the sickle dig through muscle and actually brush against the back of her knee cap. Fuck. The sickle was released quickly from her skin as she heard the sound of blood fly onto the ground. That abrupt removal felt worse for minutes compared to the weapon actually being present in Y/N's knee. The monstrous woman lifted the sickle to her crimson stained lips, inhaling the aroma deep, and then proceeding to lick the sickle of the blood it had collected. Sounds of ecstasy escaped her satin black lips, her eyes darted over at Y/N as she felt like she was on the verge of fainting from shock. " I love blood that has some acidicity to it. It gives it a nice kick. You know how that works? For example, your blood could still have more of that taste. One who is in a flight or fright scenario, where they are in absolute fear and adrenaline kicks in...thats when the meat and blood have a sour flavor. Mmm, thats why we are going to play a game." , she licked her lips as her eyes flickered with hunger and passion. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her body gasp from the fevered pain beating in her knee. " I propose we play hide and go seek! You already know who's hiding. I will give you to the count of 100." , her eyes shimmered from this fucked up idea, she quickly turned her back and covered her eyes. Slowly the sickle in her hand vanished within dark smoke, damn it, Y/N within fading in and out had thought perhaps of stealing that and killing her there. Not anymore. She rose up with wobbling knees, just like a new born dear barely capable of using its legs, she began to hobble as fast as she could away.

"Oh, and I can smell your blood. So hide well, Y/L/N."

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Y/N consistently looked back, watching if the vampire had cheated the game. She was indeed honoring the game, that was adleast something about this blonde one she liked. She seemed to honor things she said, " 89...70...", her voice echoed loudly through the halls. The numbers lowering as Y/N felt her adrenaline spike even higher.

Y/N managed to find a door unlocked in a different wing of the manor. She adleast went through 10 locked doors before fleeing to another location of the manor. With pure luck, she discovered this door, it was unlocked and she took her gamble and entered quietly. With trembling gore soiled hands, she locked the door, and sunk to the ground. Very little energy existed in her, she anticipated for dear life the blonde vampire wouldn't smell her here.

The sound of gentle humming danced along the walls of this room, very melodic, sad, and eerie. Lonely, perhaps. With Y/N's quick realization, this resembled a garden bath house. The windows stretched tall in this room, revealing bleeding light from the full moon, there were plants of vibrant emeralds surrounding the large mass of water that centered the room. The water was decorated with rose petals and red spider lilies. The room was architecturally structured with several stones of marble, and looked almost like a Greek bath house . Gentle sounds of rushing water followed between stones which flowed into the big pool of water. Little ripples scattered across the water causing the red flowers to bob up and down.

The humming persisted as Y/N felt her heart drop, she quickly scurried to the nearest marble pillar to conceal herself. The humming was growing louder and louder, could it be the hungry vampire? She wasn't certain if it was worse but it certainly felt like it, Lady Dimitrescu emerged from the shadows of the room, and strided to the water. She was only wrapped in the finest silk, a tight sheer white robe that hugged tightly against her hips. She definitely had a full figure, the robe delivered a silhouette of her motherly figure. It certainly complimented, the low cut of the robe teased her deep cleavage, the sheer silk revealed faint color and the shape of her puffy areolas. Even in the predicament Y/N was in, it was still hard not to appreciate Alcina's physical beauty.

Alcina continued her melodic hum for a few more moments as she admired the undulations of the floral water. " Y/N Y/L/N, you believe me to be foolish?", she broke from her tune as her eyes looked directly at Y/N. She gulped hard as she submitted to the acceptance Alcina would more than likely kill her. She continued to lay her back against the cold pillar, one hand applying pressure to her bleeding knee, the other containing the fear that was trying to escape her lips. " I could smell that delicious blood from here.", she chucked lightly, "Come here, now.", she demanded with her arms crossing. Y/N did not obey the command, she remained quiet behind the pillar. For minutes it consisted of painful sharp silence, only the sound of her terrified heart beats could be heard. Her ears burned and rung, it desperately needed the assurance Alcina was still idle. Did Y/N dare look beyond the pillar? She peeked over and Alcina was no where to be found. Consternation filled her as there wasn't even a trace of evidence to signify the direction Alcina went. Unexpectedly, Y/N felt a hard blow and collapsed on her side. Her hands releasing themselves, and a gasp of air evacuated her mouth. " Oh, I see. ", Alcina had kicked her, her foot pressed hard against her side. Her smooth leg exposed, tracing all the way to her innermost thigh. Her skin looked smooth like porcelain, but certainly felt the weight of heavy boulders as it rested on her. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her foot dig deep into her. "Bleeding out on my perfect floors. Oh, what a mess. Although, it does certainly smells of of tart berries, yes, what a wonderful aroma.", Alcina breathed in the cold air, inhaling hints of Y/N's blood. She moaned in intoxication to the alluring smell of fresh blood. Alcina removed her foot from Y/N, she gasped for air in relief, and tried to attempt to sit up. Alcina quickly lunged forward without even a blink, and her long hand wrapped around Y/N's throat. "No, I don't think so.", Alcina smirked as her hand squeezed around her throat. She fell onto her back, the large vampress towering over, her large hand pressing into her throat.She was capable of breathing but it was incredibly taxing especially with the critical condition she was in. Desperate wheezing filled the air, it burned and stung inside of Y/N's throat. Alcina stared into her eyes, a long red smile stretched upon her pale white face. "Hmm, this is quite boring already. I am quite famished too.", she released her grip, ascended and brought her arms to her bosom to cross them. Y/N began to violently cough and gag as proper air flow returned to her lungs. After several minutes of constant heaving, she finally managed to collect herself. "Come.", Alcina ordered as she turned on the balls of her feet and waltzed to the bath. Y/N submitted, too exhausted to resist any longer. She barely could stand but managed, she approached Alcina with her eyes fixed on her every move. " My little one lacks control. Just as I would suspect with her age. If she doesn't stop stabbing you, you'll die. And I really have grown addicted to your flavor as well. I really would hate for you to bleed out one day because of her reckless actions.", she expressed with a sigh of annoyance. Suddenly, a knock interrupted her rambling, " Lady Dimitrescu,", it was the blonde vampire. Alcina let out another sigh in annoyance. "Yes?", she responded with a disinterested tone, as she crossed her arms a little more snug. Revealing a distracting amount of cleavage being pressed together. " Is Y/N in there?", she sniffed loudly as she strived to rattle the door knob open. " Yes, but I require her. I will discuss with you later some important matters. For the mean time, please do not disturb me and I'll return to you soon.", Alcina said sternly as her fingers drummed the top of her arms impatiently. "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu. ", the blonde vampire responded with pure disappointment in her tone.

"Now, where were we? Oh, yes. I've decided you will become my little feeding pet. My daughters do not know how to handle food without killing it. So you are now only mine. Clear?", she lowered herself and grabbed Y/N by the face. Turning her face side to side to examine the condition she was in. Y/N nodded to the best of her abilities, and quickly, Alcina released her. "Good. I'm glad you are willing. I want you to undress now." Embarassment flooded Y/N's mind, her cheeks buzzing with warmth. Why would she even demand that? " I intend on drinking the blood thats already spilling out of you. But I won't drink it while its been dragged around by a rusty sickle and pressed against the dirty floor.", her refined side was definitely exposed. She was different from her daughters, she wanted her meals much more virtuous. " Oh, now, now. I will even join you. They say when two are bathing they are equals.", she added as she disrobed herself. Gently she slide the robe off her shoulders and down her large breasts, as the robe began to flutter down to the marble. Her naked body exposed, and remarkable. Her large breasts sitting perky, her puffy areolas a light grey, and her waist down was incredibly curvy. Absolutely, a full figured silhouette. She dipped her feet in and followed by submerging her body into the bathwater. She let out a sound of relaxation as she smirked and beckoned Y/N. "Come, now."

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To be continued...

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beukefarm · 2 years

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Sorry for the blurry one lol, only noticed after I got home.

This is our premium fence gate for the chickens. The gate itself was dug out of the trash, the screws and the wood were found somewhere in the garden and we just used them.

The wire fence and the wooden poles were bought from a hardware store, we painted the wood last fall but will repaint this spring so that it'll last as long as possible.

Since the fence and gate were build by us, there was next to no planning involved, we just went for it. Aside from the gate being tilted and the wire fence not being properly tensioned in places, it went quite well! Aka it does its job and is surprisingly stable, given that it just survived the entirety of eunice without getting a scratch.

We're still debating whether to modify the wagon (green structure in the corner) and have the chicks in there, or if we'll buy a shed and modify it for the chickens.

(Seriously, never buy premade chicken coops. Theyre incredibly expensive and so so tiny, if theres ever an event where you have to keep them inside, for example because of bird flu, they'll be glad to have some space to move around.

Just buy some kind of shed, put a chicken hatch, some wooden poles/sticks for roosting and some nests for the eggs and youre all gucci.)

In any case, the chickens are coming, and when they're here, we'll be prepared. I cant wait for the chicks to be stumbling and peeping about, so excited! My boyfriend is cute as fuck every time he talks about them, his eyes light up and he grabs me and we hug and ahhhhh we're alive! Life is worth living! I failed my math exam and I might fail chemistry and maybe I wont finish university but who gives a shit! Maybe I will!

I have friends and family, I have a drive and a passion and I'll be okay and you will be okay too, I promise! Maybe not today or tomorrow, but eventually it'll fall into place, and there will always be hard days and hard times but it doesnt matter because in the end there will always be chickens to hatch and vegetables to tend to and sunsets to watch and people to love and laugh with and we are all here! On this earth! Right now and never again!

And yeah the world could be going to shit, we're killing our planet and shit but do not let it destroy your spirit. Do what you can, do whatever you have the energy for, but other than that just live! I promise you, its fine, you're allowed to feel good and nice and also shitty and sad and if you need to talk my dms are always open, seriously, Im just some dude with a garden, you can talk to me about whatever and I will listen because right now I have the energy and I'm willing to give you some of it.

Breathe. You're alive. We're all alive. Listen to G.O.A.T. by Polyphia and feel the harmonies come together in your mind. Taste the wind outside. Stand in the rain and dont worry about getting wet. Get yourself a plant, and maybe you'll kill it, who cares, get a new one! Or just get a packet of seeds and grow some yourself on your windowsill, and when they're dead you can just plant new ones.

Talk to a friend! Dont have friends? Comment on peoples posts, engage in some communities, there are people out there who you can love and who love you back! You have a computer? Play some kind of online multiplayer, doesnt matter if its a shooter or whatever. Guess what, most gamers are just some dudes! Ive only met very few bigots, and hundreds of people who are just nice! (I recommend Planetside 2, the playerbase is a little older than in most shooters, think mid twenties and up to 40s or 50s, I even know one guy who's over 60. If you do decide to try it out and play on Cobalt, please message me with your name so I can add you and help you out! And if not, pretty much everyone there is willing to guide newbies along, and they'll stay friends with you as you progress, thats what it was like for me and everyone Ive met on there.)

What Im trying to say is: communities exist everywhere! Just engage with them! Shitty self esteem? Guess what, me too! It took me two whole years until I started talking to these people, and they were nothing but nice to me from the start.

Again, if you have any questions about starting to engaging with people and communities, start out with me! Message me, I'm here and will do what I can.

I'm sorry for derailing this post so much, I just feel incredibly grateful to be alive right now and I want to share this with others. Peace!

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concentrated-mug-of-me · 2 years

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cause althoigh you say good day to me i know i dont belong! and although you hold my hand and say i love you you are wrong!! because love does not exist here !!! in this garden theres no feeling!!!!!!! and you say the words! so often! that i barely know! the meaning! (ur right theyre extra insane for this one)

the last lines of the song,,,, of all the flowers you picked/i knew you would forget/forget me nots

GOD

#rivals emelina right or wrong in terms of songwriting tbh #ask #walpyipman

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lavenderbyun · 3 years

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For Sunshine,

It might seem strange to have called a black and greyish brown tabby “Sunshine” (blame my then 5 y.o cousin brother), but really there isn’t a name that would fit her more. She loved being outside in the sun, she loved being cozy, and warm, and relaxed.

Where there was sunshine, there was Sunshine.

Born in October 2000 (I couldn’t tell you the exact date since it was less than a month after I’d turned 5), by this year she was over 100 in cat years, and almost 21 in human.

My Nanu (grandmother), who passed away December 2000, was the ‘midwife’ so to speak, for Sunshine’s mum, Chompa Lily. And as the only kitten from the litter we had all these years, for my mum and her siblings, Sunshine was the last connection they had to their mother. (we also kept Sunshine’s sister Jessie…but she ran away a while after moving in with my aunt, only to stop by some time later with a collar as if to let us know she had a new family)

Whilst I don’t remember the time she was born clearly, my sister and cousins love to reminisce how we’d once planned a scheme where one of us faked a broken leg for Nanu to be distracted as the rest of us tried to “free” the kittens.

Yesterday, I delved through our old photo albums in hopes of finding even a glimpse of her young adult life, but apparently she hated taking photos back then (proven by the one photo we do have where she’s running away). I'm glad old lady Sunshine didn't mind though!

In the early 2000s she would get stuck on our conservatory roof, get angry at my dad for saving a bird she was about to kill, and follow trails of dry cat food I’d lay out for her in our garden.

As an adult cat, she’d once been sent over to stay with my cousins to help with London’s everlasting problem - mice. I don’t remember a huge amount from that time, but I do remember that she’d leave my eldest cousin dead mice on her prayer mat. A token of affection of course.

She was the extended family cat.

We got Tiggy when Sunshine was about 10, and it was probably the only time we felt genuinely scared of her. Since Tiggy was a kitten about to be kicked out by my sister’s friend’s parents, we didn’t really have time to do any of the actual steps to introduce cats to each other, and to be honest, I don’t even think we knew how to. And that meant, a huge, angry ball of rage, absolutely infuriated by a new presence in her space.

They spent more than 10 years together, and only ever tolerated each others presence at a distance (insert the odd WhatsApp message where someone sends a photo in shock because the ladies are sitting on the same sofa).

When Tiggy had kittens, we then had these tiny balls of rage trying to hiss at Sunshine, and Sunshine just staring them down into submission…honestly, it was hilarious.

During the time my eldest sister, Anah, was away for university, Sunshine was catnapped by an old cat lady. Technically speaking, we knew where she was and that she was safe, but no one had the heart to take her back…no one of course, except Anah. Who, during the holidays, quite literally had a getaway car (aka our mum) so she could grab Sunshine and bolt. (The old woman of course went straight to my dad’s store and asked to speak to Anah, who suddenly felt guilty then made me pretend to be her on the phone and explain that we’d taken Sunshine back).

It’s funny that despite living almost 21 years, she was technically a senior from the age of 8. But honestly, we couldn’t really feel it until she was about 14. And god was she cute. As she grew older, she began prowling like a tiger (we’d compare her to Tiggy who honestly…kinda trots like a horse). She just reminded me of a sweet old lady, she wasn’t keen on hunting anymore, and was finally more into endless petting and affection.

When we first moved to Leicester we lived literally a road away from the local schools, which meant herds of children on our road every day at 3pm. In the past Sunshine wasn’t huge on kids, but geriatric Sunshine? She loved them. And at that same time everyday, you’d find her in the front garden surrounded by children.

One of my aunts has 3 daughters who love cats. The eldest would sit next to Sunshine on the sofa and pet her head, middle daughter would lie down next to her on the floor and give her kisses, and the youngest would get overly excited (we had countless “gentle hands please, gently” conversations showing her how to pet cats) causing her mum to worry she was bothering Sunshine. But Sunshine wasn’t an indoor cat, she spent plenty of time outdoors, and if she didn’t want their company she’d stay outside like Tiggy does when kids come over. She stayed for their company.

It was practically the same with all babies. Whenever they would cry, I would always say “lets go and see Sunshine!”, and they would instantly light up and become excited to see her. They loved her, and she loved them.

She was however very particular about her chairs. Once she got used to sitting in a certain place, she didn't like it any different. I was once sitting on an armchair she had claimed at the time, and she came and sat on me in the most awkward position - essentially forcing me off her chair. Another time, I had left my laptop on a chair she'd been sitting on, and she just stared at it, as if willing it to move. We once had a dinner party, and as I was putting the dinnerware away, I placed a pile of plates on a chair next to me, and I kid you not - I literally had to stop her from climbing on top of the pile and sitting on the plates. If she wanted to sit on a chair, she was sitting there no matter what.

In our new house, we finally had a cat flap. Theres a small utility area where the washing machine is, and it was basically Sunshine’s space. She slept on dirty laundry that had been separated into piles when she wasn't in the mood for the sofas, the cat flap gave her quick access to the garden, and more recently we put her litter tray there as she got too old to feel comfortable doing a wee outside.

But most importantly, this utility area was connected to the kitchen, and for Sunshine this meant easy access to nibbles. If someone was cooking, she’d be there for a snack without fail. Whether it was a chicken neck, a piece of fish, a little bit of cream, or even spring water from a tuna can, she’d be there. Countless moments of “Sunshine get out of the kitchen!”, “mum just give her that piece there”, and “yes baba? would you like some?” exist in that kitchen and utility area.

(I think it will be a while before I can go into the utility area without wanting to cry.)

I have so much more I want to say, but theres so much context and family history that’s linked to Sunshine’s life, I feel like we’d be here all week.

Basically, i love her and i miss her.

#babbles #bilai #idk if anyone will read this - i guess its mostly for myself

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adashelbysgirlfriend · 4 years

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Falling in Love - John Shelby Headcannon

Alrighty then, so I'm not gonna lie out of the whole show i definitely sleep on John the most? i don't know why though because the mans a SALT and just an all round geezer. Anyway, i hope you enjoy!

John:

he sees you out somewhere

like if you work in a cafe or bakery or something

tries to slip you his number because he's a slick boy

and i feel like at first maybe you’re not interested because like

he’s a Shelby you know so, angst

or maybe you’re just playing hard to get you know

so he just comes back everyday

same time, day in, day out

it doesn't take long for his jokes to get to you and you start to come round to the idea of going on a date with him

‘does this mean you'll stop harassing me in my place of work?’

‘no promises, love’

he's literally always smiling when he's with you

even when youre not there and he's just thinking about you

bragging to his brothers about how he's pulled the best bird in all of Birmingham

Arthur and Tommy taking bets on whether you exist or not because they are still get to see real proof of you being a real person

because he never takes you round the peakys

tries to keep you away from all that business as long as possible

you think its because youre just some bit on the side and he doesn't want to introduce you to his family

he's actually scared of you finding out what he's really like

not that he would ever admit he's scared of anything

he knows you are too good for him and he doesn't want you to run away and find someone better

because baby boy feels b l e s s e d

and John has some ‘baggage’ - as he would see it

he 100% knows his brothers will say something to screw it up too

and if not them then a drunken Ada or Polly

you probably have had enough of all his secrecy one night and have a go

“youre just better than that love, you deserve more than that and i don't want to lose you because I'm selfish”

he probably takes a lot of reassuring that he's good enough for you

even then i don't think he will ever actually believe that he actually deserves someone who he sees as so special

hes also probably very nervous of introducing you to his kids

that a whole lot

i feel like he'd avoid telling you about therefor as long as possible

not because he's ashamed but he's worried its too much for you

when he does tell you he makes a massive thing of it and youre just like

okay?

a man youve only been seeing for like a few weeks has kids? not partially earth shattering news

you want to meet them but understand that it should wait so they don't get confused

understanding way he's so secretive about his personal life and feeling blessed when he feels comfortable enough to share information with you

you open up to him a lot too, because who doesn't have past

he grows to not hate feeling vulnerable around you, but he probably never enjoys it

he wants to still be big bad John, but he also wants to show you all the little bits of his life he's never wanted to share with someone before

so one night when youre out on some fancy date in some expensive restaurant

and Johns wearing his best shirt or the only one without some blood stainage somewhere visible

you can't ignore how out of place he looks anymore

‘take me somewhere you loved as a kid’

and instead of arguing he takes you up the cut

tells you about all the fun him and his brothers had round here before the war

sitting in under the stars with him there and getting mud on your fancy clothes

Johns a hopeless romantic okay

he knows right then and there he's going to make you his wife

him introducing you to Tommy and Arthur first

right in the deep end tbh

Arthur is just surprised you actually exist tbh

and mad he's lost a tenner

them telling you all about the stupid shit he's done

laughing so much with them your whole tummy literally aches

then its Polly and Ada - which is what youre most nervous for

they love you straight away though

you are the ying to Johns yang and they can see how you bounce of each other and they very much approve

Adas inviting you round to hers for some proper one on one girl time

Pollys probably planning her outfit for the wedding

she's also planning your dress

i feel like all the brothers would just forget to formally introduce you to Finn

like you'd just meet him at some point anyway they just don't think to introduce him properly

like poor Finn honestly

You meet his kids lads and i feel like John has some sleepless nights about this

because like yer you might like kids but are you ready to be a mother?

they love you straight away

you love them

when he finally gets them off you long enough for you to leave they won't stop asking when youre coming back

kinda pissed that they seem to love you more than him

him never keeping you away from his family again

keeps you out of the business side of things

all he wants to do is protect you

moving to the country with him

you tell him about how when you were little you used to dream of living in the country and riding unicorns

so he just goes out and buys you a horse

“John why is there a horse in the garden?”

“well i couldn't find any unicorns”

(insert John smirk here)

riding with him on summer nights

waking up to the kids in the bed with you

John loves seeing you all snuggled up with them

makes it impossible for him to leave the bed

he's never known love like this

he met his first wife when they were young and everything was so fast and new

and then after losing her he was a bit of a player

never settling for any one girl

but now all he wants is to come home to you forever.

he marries you a soon as you will let him

its a BIG wedding like his whole family is there and so are yours and all the kids friends

he still can't believe he managed to make someone like you his and he wants everyone to see it happen

he cries when he sees you coming down the aisle

like UGLY cries and everyones shocked

including you

Arthur is gasping for air because he's laughing at him so hard

he just loves you so much and seeing you in your white dress and flowers in your hair is just all a bit too much for him OKAY

he will never live this down though, his brothers make sure of that

Okay so lets get a bit smuttyyyyy

just want to get this out the way but

johns got a big dick okay

i dont make the rules

anyway

hes deffo got a breeding kink

wants you to have loads of his babies

deffo very sexually attracted to pregnant you

he just loves the whole idea of it

other than that i don't think he's that kinky

maybe sex at work - like in the office

but its more just because he literally love shaving sex with you, he doesn't care about the time or place

hes not more turned on because he's in the office

it just is what it is

big giver

loves going down on you

he just loves the power of making you squirm you know

probably a bit of a teaser

and love being teased

although he's quite crass i feel like he's good at hiding how turned on he is in public

like if youre deliberately trying to get him hard

he won't let it show that youre getting under his skin

but when you get home

oh boy

good luck to you

hope you don't have to walk anywhere the next day

hes definitely loud when he can be

at home he's used to holding it all in because the kids are in the next room

but like when you guys are away in a hotel or something everyone on that floor hears way more than they would like too

your first Christmas together you go to Tommy’s for dinner and end up drinking late into the night and staying over

nobody can look at you the same the next morning

and now theres a yearly argument over who has to sleep in the room closest to yours and Johns

#i feel a bit dirty now #john shelby #john shelby headcannon #john shelby imagine #john shelby x reader #john shelby smut #peaky blinders #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinder headcanon #tommy shelby #ada shelby #polly gray #arthur shelby #feel like shite just want john shelby

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angeliccynthious · 4 years

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h a h look at the thing I did- All the vessels + Grimmchild,, and I’ll be sort of... talking about them further below. Wowie finally using this feature-- Basically its me recapping them as characters and how they are in the AU. This is going to be a long read god I’m so sorry :<

Ghost- Ghost is the energetic one of the vessels. They just do whatever they want, they literally often do not care a lot about what they do. Ghost likes helping others, because they just wanna fix a lot of things. They like making friends, and just-- having fun. Who wouldn’t? There are rare times Ghost gets mad, and when they do- they go big Shade Lord mode. In conclusion Ghost is just a very.. chaotic.. fun-loving-- andd-- helpful baby. We love them. - But onto how they appear once more- Basically, since this AU is a mix of both the dream no more ending and as well as the embrace the void ending,, this basically has Ghost go full on shade lord in their fight with Radi. They disappear afterwards, only leaving their shell behind. They are presumed to be dead by Hornet. As described quite a bit ago (when I first talked about this AU), Ghost is just.. verryyyy angry as the Shade Lord. They finally appear in Dirtmouth, lashing out and just being a ng y. They try to attack Hornet, but no, Hollow stops them-- fighting them off even in their weak form. Eventually they are given time to run back into the home they and Hornet have been staying in to retrieve Ghosts shell. Why do they retrieve Ghosts shell? Well, because they are aware that Shade Lord = Ghost. They just carefully lay their shell on the ground and sort of.. apologize. They do this by speaking to Ghost through void, void beings can do that right? Surely. Though eventually, Ghost calms down and accepts their shell, fitting their big Shade Lord form into their tiny shell. Then going to their siblings to... hug them.. strangely enough. Hollow would of course hug them back. Anddd-- thats that. Another thing that Ghost does is revive PK, Radi, and even get NKG up in the real world too. One more is that they too ‘revive’ their siblings Clematis (aka the Greenpath Vessel) and Beryl (Lost Kin/Broken Vessel) by getting Mask Maker to fix their shells and then they just yeeted them into the Abyss. After a moment, they go and retrieve them, and bring them to their parents so they can deal with them then. They too sort of helped Godseeker get out of the Junk Pit, because who wants to live in garbage? They do a lot of stuff. They are happy to help. Grimmchild- Ah yes, my favorite. Grimmchild in general is.. less.. childish than she was, of course she’d be less childish- She’s an adult. She has more sense than she used to, she’s much smarter, though still retains those silly aspects of hers. She’s rather protective, over Ghost mostly, and usually is always with and around them. best friends for life. She’s the one who generally calms Ghost down when they get angry. - Alrighty, so-- After Ghost presumably had died, Grimmchild was very sad, quite sad. She usually sought out Hornet or Hollow for comfort, but generally it was Hollow who’d give her pats and let her lay on their head. Hornet on the other hand, was quite busy,, doing Hornet things of course :> When Ghost returned, and was brought back to the house- oh-- what did Grimmchild do? Well, she literally tackled them to the ground in a hug (the way this bat lookin child hugs) because ‘oh my god, best friend is back, hi friend, you okay friend?’ and so on, just really happy to see them. And truly-- truly-- ever since then you can never see these two apart. How Lovely. Grimmchild has a good enough relationship with her ‘aunt’ Radi, generally it started off.. not that well but as time passed Radi decided to tolerate her (and Ghost) enough to actually be nice. Grimmchild usually seeks out Radi for advice and so on, some of the rare times that she’s away from Ghost. But when Ghost does allow her dear ol dad to actually exist in the real world (with their ultimate goddamn shade lord powers.. pff..), she’s very happy, very appreciative. Then theres the dilemma of her taking on the name ‘Grimm’ and her fathers name too basically being Grimm. She just calls him dad but usually they get confused on which Grimm someone is calling for. Silly. Clematis- Okie dokie, third one! and its the precious short baby, Clematis. Aka of course.. the Greenpath vessel. Clematis is a very meek fellow, and they generally like and appreciate being alone. They do sometimes like company, but peace and quiet is better than that. It’s quite obvious here, Clematis is not very social. They are not very skilled at socializing but a certain someone is gonna help em. - As stated before, yeah, Clematis gets basically revived alongside Beryl and given to PK and WL so they can properly take care of their goddamn kids. Even then, Clematis often hid in places that gave them such peace and quiet that they’d fall asleep there. It’d take a long while to find them. They are somewhat close with their mother, since she’d often take them to garden with her when they weren’t hiding. They formed a somewhat bond with Beryl, but Beryl eventually pushed them away because of how damn mean they are. Bad Beryl. Later in life, when Clematis is an.. adult? sure, they’ve reached their own prime form. Very short though for a vessel. By then, they are living alone in Greenpath. Somehow someway, they come to befriend the oh so lovely Lace, who’s just been seeking out someone who does not absolutely dislike her. The two become friends, and she just comes by often to have this one person who understands where she’s coming from. Both were very lonely, now they besties. And now, a fun fact, those flowers decorated them and their moss collar are clematis flowers. They generally are quite pretty. And oh-- Clematis likes to grow flowers as they did back in Queens Gardens with their mama. Beryl- Beryl! I love them, but god are they mean. As said, Beryl is.. quite mean,, quite stubborn. They feel as if they don’t need anyone, just preferring to do things their way. They don’t really like their family at all, and show it by once more- being a big ol bitch. Strangely enough though, the only person in their family they aren’t..really...that mean to-- is Lil Lady. Their littlest sister. They actually are nicer to her, one of the only moments they are gentle and nice are when they interacted with her. Sometimes, they are actually nicer to other people as well. That rarely happens though. - Yada yada- even when they are being taken care of by their parents they dislike them. PK is a bit distant as always, WL tries to give them love but they say no. They don’t want anything from these people. Since they already did grow a bit beforehand, they are the first out of the two revived siblings to reach their prime form. They once were nicer to Clematis, now the two barely interact. It’s kinda sad. (It’s not fully Beryl’s fault, Clematis just barely interacts with people anymore) During this time, a young Lil Lady gave them the ‘necklace’ that they still do wear to this day. They are sometimes teased for it. (Their little sister made it for them, don’t j ud g e) Beryl generally likes fighting, its very fun for them. So when Hornet asked them if they would like to be one of her knights, they ‘happily’ obliged. Then being one of her knights, they are constantly told off by Hollow, who’s one of her other knights because they don’t like to listen to orders. And they often get into little fights with Lace, who too is a knight of Hornets, because oh my lets step on the shortest one who you never agree with. Either way, Beryl isn’t totally terrible- but they never planned on listening to their parents when they tried to teach them to do better. Even though they are a bitch, their fellow knights (and family) will come to their aid if they need it. Hollow- FINALLY- the last one. Oh my god...I’m mostly taking this from the recent post I did about Hollow and their own reference. Hehe. Hollow is a very gentle vessel, and too is protective, mostly over their family. They have a deep care for those who they are related to, of course of course. They too hold deep respect for their parents, and for the most part, is somewhat ‘closer’ to PK, due to the fact he was the one who mostly.. raised them back then. They still are close with their mother of course. They are very friendly, but not as friendly as Ghost. More reserved?? sure. They are the one who usually keeps their fellow knights in check. - It all starts off with Hornet finding them strangely alive after the black egg is no more, and her helping them get to Dirtmouth and-- get patched up. After quite a while of recovery, the whole big shade lord thing happens-- and-- Hollow sees it fit to apologize to Ghost for everything, for leaving them to fall back into the Abyss. They are happy that Ghost accepts their apology and literally carries them back into the house. How cute. Afterwards, Hornet decides to finally take these two to see the White Lady. Oh at last, Hollow gets to face their mother. And so, they do. The moment is... quite emotional for the poor bean. They feel so guilty, that they weren’t truly empty, and WL reassures them with the notion that it was not them who failed their parents, it was their parents who failed them. She’s going to actually try to be a proper mother.. huh.. finally. And so, Hornet leaves Hollow with WL, Ghost coming along with her because they too feel as if those two deserve some time to fix things a bit. Ah, and once more-- a bit of a timeskip. Hollow has been living quite well with their mother, with her having unbound herself and gaining some of her sight back, enough that she is able to walk around without bumping into anything lmao. They get along quite well. When Ghost brings PK around, and Hornet finally drags him to Queens Gardens-- another emotional moment for Hollow. They go and embrace their father and wont let go until he asks them too..they’re just too damn happy to see him, though there is still that guilt of them failing him. PK himself is guilty. Then from that, and PK’s reunion with WL, they live.. quite happily, quite comfortably, and Hollow accepts their two siblings whenever Ghost is to bring them around. They are generally pleasant to their smaller sibs. But oh,, when their newest sibling finally arrives- Lil Lady- OH GOD- are they a loving big big sibling. They sort of,, cared for her a lot, and whenever PK and WL needed a break? They were there. Of course, they are a good influence on her, and Beryl is the bad influence. Though in general they have spent much more time with their little sister than Beryl has. Soon enough, when Hornet finally ascends to the throne, Hollow too is requested to be one of her knights, and of course they’d accept. This is their sister here. Whenever she is to need help, they help, and whenever their fellow knights need help, they are there. They feel useful like this, and Hornet does greatly appreciate their company and how they can easily split up Lace and Beryl from their constant fights. They’re truly an older sibling, scolding those two. And lastly, the whole Radi thing. I did explain this in that post about Hollow- but I’ll say it here too. Hollow wanted closure for everything, so they’ve gone and forgiven most people who have.. hurt them? yeah. This includes Radi. Radi doesn’t really want to be forgiven, she knows she did horrible things, and she isn’t the most guilty about them. But either way, they forgive her, and they somewhat become.. acquaintances?? friends?? They don’t really know. She’s just not as mean as she was to them before.. OH GOD- AND IM DONE AAAAAAAA This is a whole mess I tried my be s t whoever has read this whole thing, I thank you for reading my bullshit.

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xuxivy · 4 years

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Dating Kim Taehyung:

I wrote this when I started ulting Tae a bit of over a year ago. Its a bit shitty so sorry, but enjoy! xx

Inspired by: Seasons.

Kim Taehyung, is in FACT the world’s softest, most caring, lovable, unselfish, and peaceful baby boy EVER!!!!

he is so kind towards others, it doesn’t matter if they are to him, and has no bad bone in his lovely body, what so ever.

i said what i said

there is no dull moment with this boy.

he is so giddy and lovable and a ball of just pure happiness and affection that arrived to your life like an asteroid.

in Spring, Tae likes to visit the park and watch the sunset. warm wind and colorful flowers blooming around you.

he likes to paint you under the shade in your backyard, asking you to stay still as he makes what seems hundreds of paintings of you.

he also likes to take candid pictures of you,

praceing around with camera in hand he follows you everywhere

while you take care of the garden, and pick the fruit off your pride and joy of trees.

he likes to visit the shrines every once in a while, right before the tourists start to fill out the place,

he even convinces you to visit daegu for the weekend, buzzing in joy as you and his family get closer each time.

sometimes, if the day allows, you’ll pack a picnic with wine and a cheese platter, maybe include a few sandwiches with the baguette from that french bakery he likes so much.

and will just bask in each others presence, no music since he likes the white sounds of families and dogs around you, makes him feel normal for once in a while.

and you will just sit there, watching as the light casts around his face in just a certain way that makes your heart patter and hands sweat.

ignoring the pretty pink sky as he just takes everything in,

you can see his mouth moving, as he explains something with passion but you just drown out the words,

just...taking him in, wishing to engrave this memory forever.

and he just looks at you with melted eyes, and stars in his smile and just giggles a bit and for a moment,,,

you see god.

Summer consists of you traveling to the beach (sometimes alone, sometimes with the boys) early enough to watch the sunrise,

bc this boy is just obsessed with the sun and the way it paints the sky in a million of ways

til after the sun has set and its dark and the stars are out.

late enough for you to feel the warm air turn a bit cold, as you shiver closer to him, ready to go back to the comfort of your own bed.

it consists of open windows around the house, golden light shining through, curtains flying around in a way they just cast a peaceful aura.

long walks around the city after it has cooled down enough not to burn your feet, maybe even sharing an ice cream if he doesn’t hog it all.

it consists of weekly barbecue dinners at your placed, hosted in the back yard by the grill, cold drinks in the cooler and meat sizzling,

the air buzzing with laughter, the rest of the boys filling seats at the table while they help get the food done.

after too many drinks theres a loud game of cards being played,

loud screams and pointy fingers as Jimin accuses Namjoon of cheating, the latter just cracking at his juniors face,

everyone groaning as Yoongi takes another victory under the belt.

maybe you even go to the waterpark after some begging, challenging each other to see who slides down the fastest.

spoiler: its always him

he will lap around the pool with you on his shoulders, gripping your thighs as you squeeze his head,

egging the other boys to wrestle you, see who can take your competitive asses.

Fall consists of you buzzing around for winter, your favorite season of all.

You go shopping for clothes, helping each other prepare for the freezing temperatures, while managing to look good.

On the cold days you stay home, watching a movie and eating all the snacks you can.

On the warmer days you go out, maybe to eat or just fool around with the rest of the boys.

you make sure to throw a party for halloween, for sure.

Tae cooing at every kid that comes knocking on that day,

just looking at you with puppy eyes, hands grabbing your hips,

“I want one...” “Tae, no.” “Please?”

Winter Tae is the whole purpose of my existence.

The moment Winter sets in, Tae becomes the most needy and whiny baby boy who just feeds on warm desserts and cuddles.

he whines and puffs whenever you pull out of bed to get to work,

pulling the biggest puppy eyes on you, trying to bribe you to stay home,

staying with him under covers,

warm hands and limbs tangled together.

you want to cave, most times you do, but u can’t,

and baby just whines harder.

he whines even harder when you need to go outside,

“tae we need groceries.” “no we don't! theres food here!” “we cant survive off hot chocolate and cake, Tae.” “yes we can.”

even if he hates grocery shopping, or going outside in the cold in general, he stills goes,

only because he know you will buy ingredients to make his favorite winter foods.

maybe you will even learn how to make that beef stew he adores.

after eating to his heart content, he will turn on the heater, ushering you into bed.

he will hug you from behind, nuzzling his head on your neck, arms wrapping around your middle,

thin fingers seeking shelter under your shirt, rubbing circles affectionally into your ribs,

and as you turn around and gaze at each other,

it just takes him a moment to just...take it in.

take you in.

and with love in his eyes, he just feels himself fall in love all over again.

and when his birthday comes closer,

he is showered with love and affection, small gifts and gestures of pure love being pulled.

and every night, as he prays to your gods in between the sheets, he cant help but be grateful that destiny put you in his path,

because god knows,

he wouldn’t enjoy the seasons as much as he does if it weren’t because of you by his side.

#kim taehyung x reader #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung imagine #taehyung imagine #v x reader #bts x reader #bts imagines #v hc #taehyung hc #xuxivy #tae x reader #kim taehyung

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idealnreal · 4 years

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Please overanalyze the shadows in his palace I am begging you.

@appleyjuiceboy / jester owns my braincells of course i would do this for u

Okay so i think its best if i go about the order of shadows we meet in the game so. I’m not going to go into the persona/shadows in maruki’s palace. I’ll leave that for some other day. Now! Lets hope i can remain fully coherent.

1) The fluffy haired noodle shadow we meet for (ka)sumi’s awakening

First off, look at the design of this shadow--it has the fluffy hair parted to the right like maruki, its androgynous figure, and that swirly face mask as well! The mask has two eyes, and it even looks like theres a smile there, lopsided.

We have never seen any other palace shadow taking a similar shape as the palace ruler (except maybe the yaldaboath palace). Shadows are meant to emulate what the ruler thinks of as protectors of their heart. Maruki doesn’t trust anyone other than himself with this secret. And particularly at this phase of his distortion -- there are no scientists, to attendants, no patients. Just an empty, beautiful palace -- with possibly only one type of shadow and protector. The type that represents himself.

(Also androgynous/nb maruki confirmed ?? yes)

Okay then lets look at what this shadow says to Kasumi.

Shadow: ... Heresy. You dare to spurn our lord’s mercy. Accept yourself... Our lord laments the foolishness birthed from your pain.

Having the context that Kasumi is Sumire here ... Because this scene comes about because Kasumi sees a cognitive version of herself (Sumire) blaming herself -- and so, a part of her is probably trying to remember that she is Sumire. Thus ‘spurn(ing) our lord’s mercy’. And yeah accepting herself as Kasumi instead of trying to remember that she is Sumire.

But most important is the fact that Maruki’s palace shadows refer to him as a religious or god-like being (’our lord’s mercy’ calling back christian themes). Someone who is merciful and, most of all, does feel grief over one’s pain. Painting an ideal picture of a loving and caring god, ala abrahamic religions. This is a running theme with all the shadow’s dialogs. Let’s put a pin in this for now.

These design shadows are seen again later in the container room of the palace. They’re slightly faster. The container room is a strange one -- because it doesn’t quite fit in with the rest of the laboratory/hospital/garden of eden thing going on. While yes labs and hospitals do have storage areas, i cant imagine them being a container warehouse like this. I do headcanon that this is a storage area for the pain and suffering that Maruki has taken on from other people in order to heal them, due to his hyper empathy -- but i’ll analyse the room some other time. For now it’s interesting that the Maruki-like shadows are now relegated to this specific and really dark section of the palace.

Like the throne room/centre of eden that the Maruki boss fight takes place in -- He resigns himself to the darker gloomier parts of his palace. And the same goes for these shadows. This is where he belongs.

Also abso-fucking-lutely we’re going to talk about how this shadow transforms when it ambushes you:

Skin suit opening up to reveal fangs and rows of teeth, and a formless monster inside. Maruki ... dude ... are you okay? If these shadows are meant to emulate him -- is this how he sees himself sometimes? HHh boy...

2) First lab coat wearing shadow at the start of his palace investigation

Prior to this, while we understood that Maruki was a researcher, it was never a defining feature of him. Like the first thing that came to my mind on Maruki was that he was just the school counsellor and snack purveyor. Now this entire researcher, scientist, side of him is in full display. And this is the most common type of shadow we see, some which are violent, and others are non violent. Maruki sees scientists as the main residents of his palace -- his drive towards investigation and discovery, to puzzling out the intricacies of the human heart, human mind, and human pain. To better further his ability to heal. But there’s also a sort of cold, methodical nature to these scientists. Their ‘healing’ is methodical, based in science.

This coupled with the religious reverence and ideology that their dialog suggests, is a nice contrast. Experiments, data, research, are people’s salvation. Not the simple belief of a deity or of a higher purpose -- but science. Science, in many ways, becomes part and parcel of their religious belief.

Shadow: Those guises ... You aren’t among those who desire salvation. Leave. You are unwanted intruders. Do not disturb our lord’s research-- this world’s salvation. Why do you willingly strive for self-suffering? Why are you reaching out to your own pain?

So here -- the shadow wants them to leave the palace well enough alone. To leave Maruki to his research, and to allow this reality to exist. They don’t want this to end violently and it seems like they’re okay with the trio not ‘desiring salvation’. And when the trio refuse to leave, the shadow asks them why they want to suffer. It’s something inconceivable to them. Maybe even challenging their resolve-- to reconsider their current path, which will only lead to more pain. Also ‘salvation’, ding, on the christian theme counter. Deliverance from above from sin, even redemption. Not for one person, but for the whole world.

We see this type of shadow again before the scene in the auditorium.

Shadow: You are misguided. Do not search for pain. Only tragedy awaits you beyond here. [After defeating it] Such a fool, rejecting our lord’s mercy. In that case -- witness it for yourself.

Same themes. Delicious. Lets move on now shall we.

3) Hastur -- the shadow that appears with Maruki at his reveal as his second-in-command / bodyguard

I don’t think i’ve talked about how much i love the lopsided smiles on these masks. Because i love it. it’s just the right amount of unsettling and creepy. fUCk. And the twitching, twisting, and the weeping blue paint that Hastur’s shadow form does before transforming is /chefs kiss. I wanted more.

Anyway, onto Hastur’s design. Not a labcoat this time, just an ordinary looking white suit with no tie. This is the only time we see Maruki have a bodyguard shadow -- something else he relies on. Hastur’s presence in this scene only shows how deeply afraid and uncomfortable Maruki actually is with intruders in his palace. This experience is a reminder that someone had come into Rumi’s parents house to kill him years ago (a theory for another time). Like that incident years ago, he doesn’t resort to violence here -- he did and does try to negotiate. But when that didn’t work, at least now he has something that can fight for him.

( It is only in the second infiltration when we see Maruki actually take a more active role -- but I won’t get to that here. )

Hastur: Stubborn imbeciles, rejecting our lord ...

There is a running theme here, unfortunately. The shadows again cannot comprehend why anyone would choose to reject Maruki’s salvation, why anyone would choose suffering. And words like ‘foolish’ ‘misguided’ and finally ‘imbeciles’ here are all used to describe those who choose to reject it. While i do think Maruki only bends reality if the person wishes it (subconsciously or consciously), and does accept that there are people who won’t accept their wishes being granted and is aware of the reasons why-- He cannot fully understand or emphatise with it.

4) These deformed Maruki-like shadows guarding the control room

Jesus christ above, i don’t like these, because they contrast with all other designs as these are more brutish and deformed. There’s used as gatekeepers at certain points of the palace, in the first control room, and later on in the brain-pod-room (my brain cells are stopping to work now excuse me) before the garden puzzle portion, at his final will seed and the entrance to the garden of eden.

We know Maruki isn’t a brute strength kinda person. And yet we see these few who’s only purpose is to defend certain things and areas with force. Its uncharacteristic, but at the same time, given the things that these shadows are defending -- it makes sense. No cunning, no wit, no negotiation, no compassion -- just forcefully defending very important parts of his heart and his work.

Shadow (at the control room): So you dare defy His Excellency. You shall not interfere with our master’s work!

Shadow (brainwash room): Foolish rebels! You won’t take one step past here!

Shadow (entrance to garden of eden) : You?! I can’t believe you’ve made it so far ...

I had to do a double take on this. I think this is the only time this title ‘His Excellency’ has been used in the palace. While it is used for catholic bishops and that sort -- its mostly used in the context of heads of state, ambassadors-- more secular roles. The other times this shadow speaks is also similarly less reverent, less religious orientated. Of course this makes sense if the only function of these shadows is to use force to defend. They’re not the scientists or the first maruki-imitation shadows -- they’re not as devoted, and they dont have to be.

5) Finally, these limbless noodles

This one is found during the horticulture portion of the palace. I can’t exactly figure out why. And as far as i can tell, they only appear in this portion of the palace.

As far as the design goes -- these are probably the most unhuman like. Slender, androgynous with only a mask. I’ve got nothing. Braincells ran out. Sorry!

(Haha androgynous maruki go brr)

SO! That’s it. thanks for coming to my ted talk and following me down this rabbit hole. I need to go and drink some fuckin tea.

#(( jester being a real bro here #(( enabling me and my insanity #f: notes #c: the self #takuto maruki #(( slides this into the main tag #appleyjuiceboy #p5r spoilers

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mychemicalficrecs · 4 years

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do you have any longer frikey fics, preferably bottom frank if theres smut

I do have some longer Frank/Mikey stuff, but no guarantee on bottom Frank!

Longer Frank/Mikey

Emotional Brilliance by kopperblaze, 21k, Mature. Toro and Mikey are a good team, Mikey doesn’t get why Brian had to hire someone else. In particular he doesn’t get why Brian had to hire Frank, who knows nothing about Lush products and who's incapable of keeping his mouth shut. Lush!AU. The one where Ray is a skin care expert, Frank is obnoxious, Mikey is annoyed and Pete leaves glittery handprints all over everything.

Gross roomies by turps, 36k, Explicit. Frank loves living with Mikey. Sure, the apartment is a mess, the kitchen's a toxic wasteland, and there's something growing in the refrigerator that's just a day or two away from becoming sentient, but other than those minor inconveniences, it's all cool. Or it is until Mikey decides to embark on a journey of sexual discovery and adventure and Frank's left at home with nothing but the fridge monster for company. To make matters worse, Mikey insists on telling Frank everything he does with his new kinky friends, right down to the tiniest detail. And now suddenly Frank is best friends with his right hand and he can't stop thinking about Mikey in ways he never has before. The really big problem, other than suddenly being in lust with his best friend, is that Frank isn't sure why.

Won't Know 'til You Begin by knight_tracer, Sena, 24k, Explicit. In which Frank is an accidental pervert, Mikey sleeps with Fabio, Gerard is much too sincere when talking about pain sluts, Ray is terrible with women and great with guitars, and Otter's got really bad taste in music. Alternately, the one where Frank realizes he has a thing for Mikey, Mikey realizes he has a thing for guys, and they're both adorably stupid failboats.

On Air by ladyfoxxx, 15k, Teen And Up Audiences. Frank's a radio DJ at an alternative station, spinning punk tracks and talking shit. When he gets handed the most popular show at the station to host, his first guests are independent horror filmmakers Gerard and Mikey Way.

Standing on a Planet that's Evolving and Revolving by Green, 13k, Explicit. The evolution of Frank Iero, age 15.

Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room by Femme (femmequixotic), 15k, Explicit. Frank wants to touch Mikey, to slide his fingers across the sharp angle of his cheek just below his glasses, to drag his thumb along the curve of his bottom lip, to smooth his palm down Mikey's long throat.

What Dreams May Come by sperrywink, 15k, Explicit. His career in music derailed, Frank never met the other guys in My Chemical Romance. A silly tale of teleportation.

a scent and a sound by mwestbelle, 15k, Explicit. In an urban fantasy world where werewolves can't hold a decent job and no roommate wants them, werewolf Frank is looking for an apartment. He finds one with Mikey Way.

Heart Wrapped in Clover by Sena, 19k, Explicit. Everbody's got their not-so-secret secrets on tour. When you live out of a van, you just can't help but notice things that you shouldn't talk about if you don't want to embarrass your friends or start a fight. Frank wishes sometimes they talked about things, though, because he's dying to ask if anybody else has noticed that sometimes, Mikey wears panties.

Tints Verse by turps, 65k, Mature. A MCR AU where Ray has his own gardening firm, and one day he does a job for the Ways.

We Used To Be Friends by ladyfoxxx, 50k, Explicit. "You and me, right Mikes?" "Yeah, fuck everybody else." Best friends since high school, if Frank could've chosen a brother, he'd pick Mikey. Then Mikey became a rock star and Frank... didn't. After years of radio silence, Mikey steps onto a stage in Jersey and back into Frank's life. (Or, the one where Frank is a school teacher and Mikey plays rhythm in The Used.)

And the Painted Ponies by turps, 35k, Mature. After years of struggling to be taken seriously as a bodyguard, Frank Iero is finally well established. He loves his boss, Ray, he loves his job, and he prides himself on his professionalism. But then he's assigned to be the personal bodyguard of Mikey Way. Mikey Way, aka Roboboy, is a successful high fashion model. Loved by designers and the public alike for his trademark lack of emotion, but mocked by the tabloid press for the exact same reason. Mikey is someone that Frank's sure he'll hate. Except it doesn't work out that way. In fact, it doesn't take long before Frank discovers he really likes Mikey. Maybe too much.

Better Than A Paid Life by gala_apples, 15k, Explicit. Gerard and Mikey Way are the Killjoys, a motorbaby duo. That is, until their car gets wrecked in a battle and the dashboard accessory of their new Trans Am is an ex-Companion with a mission.

Crash by Gorgeous Nerd (gorgeousnerd), 26k, Explicit. In a future version of Seattle, Frank Iero's a lot of things: bike messenger, cage fighter, sometimes thief, Ray Toro's roommate. Mikey Way's also a lot of things: record label owner, co-heir to his grandmother's fortune, younger brother. Neither are normal. But they don't know just how far each other's abnormalities go until Frank's past and a secret of Mikey's unexpectedly shove together. (Dark Angel AU.)

Sound Tracking by turps, 46k, Mature. The beat is muted, almost non-existent, and the loss hits Bob hard. He's used to living his life in a constant thrum of sound, sensing those around him, the rhythm of the universe a constant companion, but here there's almost nothing. He can feel the sound that's been pulling him for weeks now, but little else. This place is dead, almost silent, and Bob aches with the feeling of being cast into nothingness. A MCR - Bob and Gerard centric space AU where Gerard's band has been taken from him and Bob helps find them. Also features FOB, especially Pete.

Drink Cider From a Lemon by turps, 20k, General Audiences. A story about friendship, love and building your own kind of home.

Mikey Way and the Quest for the Stone by Roxy_palace, 29k, Explicit. “I’m in Colombia!” Mikey said, raising his voice over the crackle of a poor connection. “No. no, no, no, no,” James wailed. Mikey could really relate to his disbelief. He couldn't believe he was in mother fucking Colombia either.

Below the Trees, Which Are Below the Stars by alpheratz, 38k, Explicit. In the mid-1920s, Gerard and Mikey moved to France - Gerard to pursue art, Mikey because he couldn't stay behind. Now, it's 1930, and Mikey's become an airmail pilot, flying the mail route to Dakar with his navigator Frank. For a long time, the only rough thing about Mikey's life was the strain on his and Gerard's soulbond when Mikey was away, but his growing feelings for Frank and the arrival of Frank's old friend Ray could change everything.

Food of Love by Lucifuge5, 12k, Teen And Up Audiences. Ever since it re-opened, Frank's been "Sweet Nothings"'s number one customer. That he harbors a gigantic crush on one of the owners is something that he's kept to himself for the most part (Ray will never tell a soul.) It's not until he strikes a friendship with the older brother of the object of his affection that he 'fesses up. Moved by Frank's pining, Gerard promises to help Frank woo Mikey. Complications arise when Gerard's "helpful advice" is anything but. Will Frank be successful in his courtship or are his chances to win Mikey's heart as ruined as a burnt cupcake?

You Only Hear The Music (When Your Heart Begins To Break) by Acadjonne, 28k, Mature. Mikey and Frank have known each other for years. They're roommates, and best friends. They're also friends with benefits. The arrangement is casual, and it suits them both. Somewhere along the way, Mikey develops feelings for Frank, but he pushes them aside. They aren't important, he'll be fine. Or, Mikey is fine, until he somehow ends up pregnant a year into this thing with Frank, and all of a sudden, he's got more to deal with than just how long he'll be able to hide his feelings for Frank or how the hell he's supposed to afford his transition.

Give Me A Reason To Believe (Failboats In Love) by Acadjonne, 14k, Teen And Up Audiences. On the night of October 31st, Linda and Frank Iero welcome a baby boy into their family. He weighs six pounds, four ounces, and is nineteen inches long. They give him a family name, and he becomes the third Iero man to bear the name of Frank. A year later, on All Hallow's Eve, a sleeping baby is taken from his crib and replaced with a fake. The babe will later be taken from the hands of the goblin that stole him, and he will be raised by two rowan treefolk, a house brownie, and some pixies. ----- When Ray walks down the stairs to the Way family basement, the last thing Mikey expects to see is a scrappy and long-haired form following behind him. But as he later finds out, Frank is almost always unexpected in the best of ways, the rest of the world be damned.

Death's Muse by TheFratelliEffect, 53k [WIP], Mature. Lonely and depressed, Mikey Way is battling through the drab years that immediately follow college. Struggling to make a living as an artist, Mikey has became a battered down, quiet introvert whom wants nothing to do with the abusive romance he is unwillingly involved in. On a cold winter morning, the starving artist is confronted with the opportunity to paint Frank Iero, the Midnight Falls' elusive, young doctor, which he takes up immediately. Love and lust ensure as the story opens on the painter as he meets his muse.

Gallons Of The Stuff by MCRmyGeneral, 20k, Explicit. Frank has been amused by blood for as long as he can remember. When he was a child, it was a simple fascination; the way it felt on his hands, the way it looked dripping to the floor, the way it smelled. But as he grew older, that simple fascination morphed into a daring lust. Blood no longer amused him, now it turned him on. Frank has never intentionally hurt someone just to see their blood. He just takes what he can get whenever an accident happens. But when Mikey is hurt bad, Frank discovers how hard it is to keep his hands, and thoughts, to himself. He loves Mikey, he has for a long time. But now, he finds his silence so much harder to keep. He has two choices: either tell Mikey how he feels, about him and his blood, and risk scaring him away, or keep quiet, and never let the man know how much he means to him. Whatever he chooses, he knows that someone will get hurt.

#frank/mikey #fic rec list #frikey

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handcat · 3 years

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NOPE. Book Tag

Source: here

thank you @sunel0 <3

Questions:

1. NOPE. Ending: A book ending that made you go NOPE either in denial, rage, or simply because the ending was crappy.

everything, everything, it has been years since i read that but that twist/ending was bullshit, i have never felt more rage in my life, fuck that book, fuck, i dont remember all of the details of it but in general it felt like shit, it just brushed away all of the stakes and demonized people with mental illnesses and generally felt like garbage, god i am pissed

2. NOPE. Protagonist: A main character you dislike and drives you crazy.

main guy of giovannis room i forget his name because im dumb, first of all, i love that book, i really do, im not saying i dont like it i just want to make that clear dfasafds, but i would kick main guys ass any day of the week <3

3. NOPE. Series: A series that turned out to be one huge pile of NOPE. after you’ve invested all of that time and energy on it, or a series you gave up on because it wasn’t worth it anymore.

this was awhile ago lol but the maze runner books, i loved the first one and then i got part way into the second and realized i hated where the story was going and stopped reading, that was in like middle school and i do not remember what i didnt like but i was pissed

4. NOPE. Popular pairing: A “ship” you don’t support.

idk, i cant really think of a specific one offhand, aside from like obviously gross ones but yeah idk, best i can think of is in trc when ppl ship kavinsky with people, or really like any dream pack stuff, but to each their own, i just dont vibe with all that lol

5. NOPE. Plot twist: A plot twist you didn’t see coming or didn’t like.

can i say everything, everything again? it really pissed me off, i still remember the pure rage i felt reading that

6. NOPE. Protagonist action/decision: A character decision that made you shake your head NOPE.

every decision made by zebulon in the death and life of zebulon finch, i love those books but he is stupid as fuck <3

7. NOPE. Genre: A genre you will never read.

okay i have read high fantasy before but generally i just don't vibe with it, idk its hard to get invested for me :/

8. NOPE. Book format: Book formatting you hate and avoid buying until it comes out in a different edition.

not super applicable but i CAN’T read ebooks, my brain just does not comprehend, similar thing with audiobooks, i only listen to audiobooks of things ive already read bc i space out a lot and miss chunks lol

9. NOPE. Trope: A trope that makes you go NOPE.

stories that are like super futuristic technology stuff with like tech genius characters??? is that a trope??? does that make sense??? anyway i hate that, i dont think ive read many books like that so ill use the mcu as an example :) it just feels like theres no stakes because everything can be solved by just inventing a new machine! also most uses of time travel, i forgot that one (exceptions would be like bill and ted or paper girls but they are rare)

10. NOPE. Recommendation: A book recommendation that is constantly hyped and pushed at you that you simply refuse to read.

i haven't seen it much recently, but captive prince, just the whole premise and shit that ive heard about it makes me very uncomfortable

11. NOPE. Cliche/pet peeve: A cliche or writing pet peeve that always makes you roll your eyes.

too many pop culture references and shit like that, i feel like i dont see it a lot in stuff i read, but like an example is more recent rr stuff, like it just rarely works and takes me out of the story and i just do not like it

12. NOPE. Love interest: The love interest that’s not worthy of being one. A character you don’t think should have been a viable love interest.

i couldnt think of one soooooo colin greenmantle! he’s a weak bitch who didn’t deserve piper and im glad she killed him!

13. NOPE. Book: A book that shouldn’t have existed that made you say NOPE.

all for the game... its bad

14. NOPE. Villain: A scary villain/antagonist you would hate to cross and would make you run in the opposite direction.

dr leather from zebulon finch!!!!!! why was he like that???? hweee.... fweee..... bitch ill kill you!!!! he was my first thought, idk if hes the scariest but he was fucked up!!! meat etiquette???? people garden????

15. NOPE. Death: A character death that still haunts you.

noah czerny, i do not see it <3

16. NOPE. Author: An author you had a bad experience reading for and have decided to quit.

cassandra claire, i started the mortal instruments in middle school but tbh with just everything ive heard about her and the content of her books... no

okay! now tagging people! i said i wouldnt tag more people but im actually curious so im going to! as usual no pressure! @audikatia @darkadam @pynches @gaynanlynch @adamparrishthot @czernydefencesquad uhhhh and anyone else who wants to! yeehaw!

#this was hard bc usually if i dont like something i just stop reading and block it from my memory lmao #also queueing this to post in the morning bc no one is online at night and if i dont get attention i'll cry <3 #tbh i have forgotten most books ive read adsfasdsfd #most of my books are at my parents house and i dont feel like waiting until i go home to finsish this <3 #but i thrive off of negativity and rage so this was fun!#also with a few of these i kinda feel like im swinging a baseball bat at a beehive but i should be fine...#i dont have enough followers for people to send me anon hate...#actually please do that i think it would be funny #tag game #my post

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normal-thoughts-official · 4 years

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U: I'm feeling Maiaphael feelings- ME: pERFECT! EXCELLENT, gosh I've wanted to ask ahshdgd what would you think their first gift to each other would be like? Would it be something personal to each other or gifts they actually go and buy?

aaaah that's an interesting and also kinda hard question because i think theyve given each other a lot of small gifts (kinda omamiri style) even before they started dating? and sometimes without even thinking about it? like i think their relationship progressed so naturally it's hard to find a "first" everything. it's all in the little details u know

obviously theres always cooking, which yes is a gift shut up. but for like material (?) gifts, whether they are made by them or bought, they are always very thoughtful and special. here are some of my faves:

plants. not flowers, actual plants. herbs, spices, sometimes something just decorative, sometimes even small trees with fruits like.... okay just found out this is called brazilian berry so I'm guessing it only exists in Brazil but fuck it brazilian berry, pequi fruit, maybe orange or lemon trees? idk man the point is, PLANTS. this is something i can see the both of them giving the other. Maia knows that Raphael loves nature and that he's trying to make the dumort a more comfy, nice place for vampires, so she gives him pretty, good smelling, and useful plants. Raphael in turn gives her a lot of herbs to grow for herself and Taki's, and soon enough he's taking care of their little vegetable garden. but also succulents and such for her apartment, so it feels more like home and doesnt give her a lot of work and it reminds them of each other and aaaaaaaaa

Maia definitely gets Raphael a weighted blanket because she knows about his hyposensitivity issues and also cold issues lmao so when no one is there to cuddle with him he has it. he needs it less and less as time goes by because between his partners, found family, and the clan, he has plenty of people to cuddle with and generally get the touch he craves (it's what he DESERVES) but it's still nice, especially to sleep, and also nothing can stop him from cuddling AND using the blanket because a bitch hates the cold

on that same note, vests and other stuff he can wear when he needs. she always looks for the ones with the textures he likes the most, as well as makes sure theyre warm and weighted. it makes him tear up a little. just a little

he commissions Magnus to create something she can use to summon her own clothes in the event that she transforms without any - maybe a necklace? and it keeps her from 1- destroying her own clothes, and 2- having to walk around naked or stay in wolf form for long than she'd like/is safe. she's very grateful

books!!! Raphael loves getting her books in whatever she's interested in, which is a lot of stuff because Maia is naturally curious and loves to learn. he always has a book for her, be it sci fi or a marine biology textbook, and she always devours them and loves them. he later takes great joy on hearing her ramble on her opinions about the book, as does Simon. the three of them often trade books of all kinds (the marine biology ones are Hers, though)

on that topic, he helps her a lot with college, and like, college books are expensive in the US and stuff, and you can bet your ass he's gonna help her get what she needs without having to struggle. tbh i love the idea of them starting like, a supporting network for college downworlders? crowdfunding and raising money for supplies and such. aaaaaaaaaaaa. but anyway he helps her with that, even if it means getting the clan to sell cookies (they all love her, so they agree. the pack joins in, too)

hmm... i Just.... Food..... *bonks own head*

not a material gift per se but maia asks izzy and simon to teach her spanish :) and she kinda surprises Raphael one day kissing his hand and going "te quiero, cariño" and he completely Melts and they can have some short conversations in spanish and he can whisper/mumble in spanish to her and it feels so, so nice and comforting to speak the language of his heart to the people he loves

small necklaces and bracelets and stuff that raphael gets maia because theyre "beautiful, like her"? (shut up you know he absolutely is that bitch) and they always look perfect on her and match some of the clothes she her and she smiles at him (bright as jewelry) and kisses his forehead and thanks him for being so attentive

okay i know this technically counts as food but listen to me okay dont leave. you know how there are valentine's chocolates and such? so Raphael always gives her sweets, since she can't have chocolate and she misses it, and they're always intricate and delicate and good and she loves them a lot. sometimes he cooks and sometimes he buys them, but they're always good, and thoughtful

he's just so attuned to her tastes okay like he pays so much attention he sometimes notices patterns even she doesn't

and she in turn always gives him thoughtful gifts according to his needs and interests

they're the sweetest and i love them

the end

#ask #cosmicnovia #luxxmagnus #bro im emo #maiaphael #maphael #saia #saiaphael #The Polycule™#maia roberts #raphael santiago #sh #shadowhunters

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wwounu · 5 years

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j.ww | your laugh is so adorable

✧˚ * . pairing: wonwoo x reader

✧.⊹ * prompt: “your laugh is so adorable.” + soulmate!au

✧· . ˚ word count: 877

[ from: you make my day | you made my dream m.list ]

The sunrays shine through the jade leaves, pink blossoms dangling off branches while they merge with the amethyst lavenders dancing with the wind.

You’re laid down, a book halfway on your face, locates in the midsts of the lilacs tickling your cheeks just as a white butterfly flaps its wings and does waved-shaped patterns in the sky.

You’d never thought that this was the place you were going to meet your soulmate, it was so perfect it didn’t feel like it existed.

Its beauty brought the garden of eden to shame.

So you sit up, finding the stone pathway to the bridge painted in ruby and dark wood to stare at the running waterfall, refreshing the rocks guiding the stream and splashing like crystals in the sunlight, like a sheet of darkness in moonlight.

Another butterfly passes, an azure one, looking as pretty as ever, catching your eye so much that you just had to turn and watch it fly away, but here’s where things get fuzzy.

Silver rimmed glasses. Soft, raven hair. Rosy cheeks and lips. Dreamboat smile.

It’s like this in every dream; that same sequence.

These fragments were of your soulmate, knowing it was him as the time passed because he’d be growing up while still playing that same sequence over and over again.

Nothing more, nothing less.

The dream ends and you’re awake, laying in bed for a few more minutes to ponder about your soulmate. Who is he? Where are you going to meet?

But the day starts nevertheless and you have to catch the train quickly. You were going to somewhere special to relieve yourself in as it was recommended by a friend.

Though the train ride was long, it went quicker by surprise. You hopped off, following some people who were going to your desired spot too, finding the enterance of where to go. It was a nature park, a very beautiful one at that.

Once getting in, you wander around and enjoy the pleasing wonders nature truly brings. green-leaved trees, lilac flowers, that wooden bridge painted in lipstick red, the scenic view of the gush of water behind looking picture-esque.

Familiar.

Refusing to connect the dots you slowly approach the aged bridge, hanging your arms over the beams as you welcome in that breath of fresh air hitting your face.

Just then, a butterfly painted in sapphire lands on your the tip of nose. Watching it closely, cross-eyed, you grin, slowly turning it into a giggle as its small legs move on your nose before flying away completely, causing you to laugh.

“Your laugh is so adorable.”

“Excuse me?” You murmur, standing up properly. A boy stands in front of you along with a smile playing on his lips, ebony hair bounced on his hesd.

“I couldn’t help it, I apologise. You just looked very immersed with that butterfly for a second.” You huff an ah in understandment. He nudges his glasses, eyes switching to the waterfall quickly. “Mind if I stay here?”

“Of course not,” moving for the male, he leans on the bar, lost in the sounds of the waterfall rattling it’s soothing tones, “are you here with others?”

“On my own. I used to go here with my friends a lot, but we got older and eventually stopped coming with me. They always say oh, we’ll go next time Wonwoo, but they never do. It’s fine though.” He laughs easily. “You?”

“Alone.” You nod back at him.

“Wanna know why I come here a lot?”

“Hm, sure. Why here?”

“I’ll meet my soulmate here.”

“Oh. Wow,” is all you can manage, “I’m assuming theres no luck?”

“No but I’m still hoping. I’d come back here everyday to meet them one day.”

He’s facing you now, a confident, love-filled aura around him, the silver parts of his glasses shining in the sun. “I’m sure you will—”

Unexpectedly, Wonwoo turns frozen, a rush given in his body. You have no clue what’s happening but you call out the male’s name a few more times to make sure he’s alright. After a minute he comes back from his state, huffing in disbelief as a hand gradually reaches his heart.

“Wonwoo? Was everything okay back there?” Wonwoo bobs his head, eyes continuing to be star-struck, biting his lip to stop a twitching smile.

“Oh my god,” he whispers

“‘Oh my god’ what—“

Somehow, you have an out of body experience, back at your dream palace, standing on the bridge as you turn to expect the fragments come next.

They don’t.

Instead they build a slow image, knitting these images together before a glow comes and fits everything in place, revealing your soulmate.

Him — the boy with the midnight hair, with the devotion to hope his soulmate comes to him one day, a dreamy smile, the one who complimented your laugh.

Wonwoo.

That small euphoria ended and you were back into the real world, nature surrounding you. In front is Wonwoo, gazing at you and you try to get your head around things too.

“... Yeah, oh my god,” you finally admit, breaking into a shy, real laugh with him. Wonwoo steps toward you, that dream-like smile becoming a reality for you.

“Maybe, just maybe, I’ve already found my soulmate.”

#hA BET EVERYONE WAS EXPECTING A TATTOO SOULMATE AU HAHA NO SIR #dont get me wrong i love soulmate tattoo things but... its used a lot and i wanna jazz it up :(#hence why this was so wordy (im predicting its 900 words) but it was mainly bc of description #also inspired by the ideal cut vcr!!#wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #seventeen #seventeen wonwoo #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo scenarios #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #you made my dream #seventeen you made my dream #ymmdream_ymmd #ymmdream_jww

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grimmdogs · 4 years

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hey, how about naples yellow, violet rose, violet, and blue lake for the watercolour asks? ⚡️

Thank you for the ask dear! It’s gonna be a long answer to be prepared.

naples yellow; where do you feel most at home?

This may sound silly but within my own home, it has taken a lot of me to get to point to have and build my own home for just myself and that? Means the world to me. I’ve never felt this homely anywhere else.

If I could give an answer other then my first one it would be this little spot in the ravine near my old place that reminded me of when I lived in BC every time I walked to the spot, I’d sit there for hours to listen to the water and feel the sun warm my back.

violet rose; what does your dream house look like?

It’s nothing too big or impressive, but it’s just enough for me, I appreciate having the space for myself.

It has big windows for me to lounge under when the sun is streaming through or for me Cosy myself up against with my favourite blanket and a book for when it rains.

My walls are very cluttered, Theres photos of all my favourite moments I’ve managed to catch, almost like catching stars and storing them in my heart. There cloth material and blankets on the walls as well either left over from projects or gifts I hang on the walls like prizes.

The kitchen is open with a little island in the middle, there always fresh bread and fruit on the counter that I’ve made or picked.

you can smell my little herb garden that grows by the kitchen window, It smells of lavender, bergamont, mint, and rosemary. (I love gardening, there a vegetable garden in the back )

There is always medicine I’ve forage myself drying on my walls like cedar, sage, Sweetgrass braids and birch for when I made baskets to pick berries with.

there are also so many plants everywhere, specifically spider plants because it reminds me of a home I once had as a child that made me happy. The vine growth is long and reaches almost every inch of the ceiling and walls of my home, there are also ferns, snake plants, pothos, and angle vines, I love to see greenery and growth all throughout my home.

My bed is big and cosy, the duvet is warm and soft and I feel like I could sleep in it forever, but I try my best to get up every morning to make it to feel the satisfaction of crawling into a made bed at night. I also have a dog, she cuddles up to me at night, and of course she’s allowed on the bed with me.

But my most ideal home also has a wood stove that I burn cedar on like my grandparents home.

It’s cosy, warm, and I feel content here.

violet; is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down?

Anywhere with mountains, or a sea of forests for me to exist within. I don’t mind the city but my heart yearns for country life again all the time.

I especially miss living near the water.

blue lake; what would you like to do/accomplish before you settle down?

To travel lots, to really get it out of my system, so when I’ve finally settled down I can reminisce over the memories and not feel held down by my choice.

Ishnish cig’d to anyone who managed to get through all thank you

#blows you a kiss #have a good day!#it answers #long post #the dream #sinidigenous #asks

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blookmallow · 4 years

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slowly catching up dangan ronpa liveblogs... stuff from The Final Floor

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i mean he’s not wrong but

Hopes Peak Academy: The Worst School Ever, Where Only The Worst Stuff Happens

w h At the FUCK

naegi calm down its just a swimsuit

i also got a “this is the girls bathroom.... Must... Resist.... must resist!!” line somewhere in here and i just wanna say what the fuck

what are you expecting to find in there, kid, it’s a fucking bathroom

or if its just because its the ~forbidden room~ aren’t you a little old to be. like this

usually he just comments on the fact that they dont have his favorite sodas, but now apparently its just All energy drinks, so either hes just realizing that now, or monokuma came in and switched everything with energy drinks for no reason

new despair tactic replace all their drinks with red bull so everyone will be so fucked up on caffeine they HAVE to murder each other

can you imagine anyone in this place on red bull. granted some people like togami or kirigiri wouldnt probably be affected but asahina would be out there charging up and down the stairs until her heart gives out while hagakure’s laying on the floor convinced he can see God

nice, nice, very spooky

naegi comments on how this floor feels especially Wrong somehow and hes absolutely right i love it

thanks monokuma

naegi is having such a hard time with these chickens :’ )

well i definitely dont remember THAT being here

looks like that one ninja stage in warioware

HHAHAHAHA THERE IT IS!!!! i KNEW this room was around somewhere but i couldnt remember where and i finally found it

i love togami just hanging out in here like “huh. wild”

it does look pretty dark and blood does change color as it dries/etc but also this is the only time theres ever RED blood (i thought the pink was because of a censorship thing or something ?? why was this allowed)

ah,

naegi finally figured out the answer to my questions about the cameras theres no camera in the bath house because it wouldn’t work in there :’ )

then again, there’s still cameras in the pool locker rooms and yet not in the dressing room for the bath house, which wouldn’t be full of steam, so i still dont really understand that

i really dont think so but alright

togami’s threats are so funny he can’t just say “I’ll ignore you from now on” he’s gotta say “I’ll ERASE your existence from my CONSCIOUSNESS”

also hes talking to fuckign fukawa so i dont think just ignoring her is working out that well for anybody

man don’t you hate it when you find a corpse and it just explodes. so rude

naegi briefly blacked out or something here and then gradually became conscious of the fact that someone was shoving the bucket into his hands

which means togami went and got a bucket of water somewhere

and still just gave it to naegi and made him dump it

why

well what can ya do am i right

he was so hoping fukawa got exploded :’ )

ALSO after this scene when i went out to investigate the keys for some reason the bird noises and whatever from the garden followed me out into the hall??? so i just had. jungle ambiance in the entire school for like the entire investigation sequence it was so weird

#lucy plays dr #scooby dooby queue

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