#also this image is crunchy and idk why

[foogseart]

idk how to ask this without it sounding rude but why is so much of your art crunchy low quality as if you copied it from a thumbnail on google images is this an intentional decision? like genuinely no hate because i like your art but i feel like the image quality really detracts from it sometimes

hehehe don't worry!!!! soooo

the reason is that i use a very small brush, so the crunchy low quality is because of the pixels!! i love the way it results, so i love this brush, it's also very easy to use, since the lines are very small it doesn't smudge like an usual digital brush (talking as an ipad user)

like, look at my canvas!! (its 2048 pixels × 2048 pixels)

[addictivewhispering]

besides his neck i definitely think oli loves grabbing kyky by his waist

🤗🤏 tbh... who can blame him!!!!@@ im a huge sucker for height differences too and i think... theyre at a perfect height for his hands to go on kylians waist.

sorry idk why this image is so crunchy but case in point... also why is he gripping so hard relax bro aint nobody gonna take kylian from you

#alsk #my demons #gigikyky

[manyblinkinglights]

Late reply re: AnyTaur raw chicken creature, but i did get it to work and the forelimb locomotion is absolutely gorgeous! I cannot laud your framework enough for how well it manages to handle a diversity of bodyplans merely through tweaking with the script! holy shit! 10/10 would reccomend to anyone with a quad or taur they wanna skip around as in vrc

(sorry for the low quality image, I'm away from home right now and all I've got is a really crunchy Twitter video of him walking around)

I'm apparently having problems with the chair/station for riding on the thing's back? I don't have any way to test it myself, but according to my friends, attempting to sit on the thing throws them off the map and into who-knows-where. if you have any idea why that may be happening..? idk a damn thing about stations in vrc, and worst comes to worst the option to turn off the chair works fine, so if this is actually probably just a me problem, no need to mull over it.

Additionally: the sit/lay/stand up poses in the radial menu seem to be Supremely Fucked. i know in some of your older YouTube anytaur videos,(back when the orrery appeared to be called helpers) there looks to be stuff like sit offsets and angles? is there any modern equivalent to that, or is sit like. automatically calculated from the leg chain response angles? once again not a huge deal because every other pose and option works wonderfully (including all the absolutely delightful dances, highlight of my life) and I don't see myself using stuff like the sit radial poses often, but I can't help being curious nonetheless.

Anyways. Thank you again for this tool; you really are doing witchcraft when it comes to this stuff and i cannot praise you enough. (I'll see to getting you a donation thru itch to express my gratitude more tangibly, as soon as I'm home and i remember to set up an account or whatever, because god damn do you deserve it imo. value of service or whatever.) Best of luck to you with all your endeavors! Yippie!!!

Okay lol the chair I know exactly why and I keep forgetting it’s turbofucked. I just CANNOT get the script to autogenerate a working chair. What you’ll have to do is FIND the chair, and then fix it yourself; you need to refresh the enter/exit references I think? Right now it’s trying to reach back to an anytaur that doesn’t exist but you need to put YOUR anytaur’s references in there. That’s the basic issue. Bad references in the thing. It’s been a while since i looked at it so idk what they are just. fix all of them in the chair itself. which is in the Orrery somewhere??? Which is unnecessary??? But that’s where it is (for reasons) (irrelevant to you) (shapeshifting/legacy and organizational reasons). You could just put a permanent chair directly on your BEND bone yourself and be fine (or hind.spine if you want your passengers to have a slightly smoother ride).

Yeah your custom poses will have to be retailored per-avatar. I think the script TRIES to walk you through it but you may wish to simply remove menu references to them if it’s too much to deal with. Basically copy your working avatar, hide your original, use the script to put the copy in POSE CLONE MODE, and then you re-record the custom poses moving ONLY the poseclone .001 bones! Your real bones should move with the poseclone .001 bones so you can see what you’re doing; this is the purpose of POSE CLONE MODE. Once the existing custom pose .anim files have been recorded over to suit your particular avatar, you can delete the copied av and reupload your main one. It will use the anims you just fixed and should work fine. A note: all custom pose animations are ROTATION ONLY, except for iirc hind.chest and hind.hips, which DO keep position information, since the constraints to those body parts are parent constraints. These are also the main culprits in making you befuckt, especially hind.hips.

The slow trickle of people actually up to working with my project is like the northern lights to me. You are all aurora magic and I am blessed to behold your journey. I’m so glad your little guy is working correctly!!!!!!

#anytaur

[milkbreadtoast]

bit of a niche ship but how do you fee about the DOGBOY POLYCULE (werewolf, crunchy, and red velvet)

R U KIDDING I LOVE THEM...🥹🥹🥹 omg just thinking abt these 3 makes me so happy i love them all sm 🥺💕 bi emo/goth dogboy trio 🫶 idk if i ship the 3 of them romantically but i love them being friends... i love how their personalities r all so diff but they can bond over a shared love of dogs/being a furry KDJSJ

also I love a lot of werewolf pairings/dynamics and red velvet/werewolf is 1 of my favs tbh skfbndbc 🥺🥺 i wrote some of my thoughts abt them on twitter im just gonna dump em here hang on (in roughly chronological order) (EDIT: IDK WHY THE IMAGE FORMAT GOT SO MESSED UP AND I CANT FIX IT but pls ignore that and click thru 😭)

also this is literally crunchy and red velvet's dynamic smdbsm<33

#ask #thank u for the ask <33 #I RLY LOVE WEREWOLF DYNAMICS.... i dont often multiship but i do w him bc smbddn #like. i love sm of the dynamics 💀💀💀 #i think my favs r 🦊🐺 (plat) #🐺🌱(rom) #🌸🐺(plat or rom) #🍰🐺 (mainly plat but i could see red velvet having a onesided crush on 🐺💀💀 lmaoo) #wolfboy trio as u said (besties..) #and 🦊🐯🐺 trio (from the bond story) (plat cute besties... forest fwends... #ITS SO SAD THO BC FROM WHAT IVE SEEN #LIKE EVER SINGLE WEREWOLF PAIRING IS A RAREPAIR??? LIKE I CAN BARELY FIND ANYTHING #LIKE I THOUGHT AT LEAST 🌸🐺 WOULD BE MORE POPULAR BC ITS MF AND HAS CANON BASIS... BUT EVEN THAT ONE #i guess werewolf is not that popular..?? so every pairing is rarepair...😔 #HE HAS SO MANY FRIENDS WHO LOVE HIM NOW THO IM SO HAPPY #btw srry i kinda derailed to talking more abt red velvet/werewolf specifically but thats bc #i had made those posts and thought abt them a lot before crunchy was released cmcbcn #but yes i do love the 3 of them being friends... i luv them sm

[ihearasound]

Games I played this year!!! Idk if this number should concern me or not lol. I'm still currently playing AC, Chained Echoes and Signalis. Some thoughts on the games I played below

This year I got much much more into playing visual novels. Especially yuri ones. I've played 2/4 of the Flowers games and so far they're such a lovely experience.

A standout for me was also Needy Streamer Overload. Its an incredible experience and I was really surprised how much I fell in love with Ame. Such an interesting love letter to the internet, the good the bad and the ugly of it all. Bless 🙏

I also tried to play much more indie games. Getting ps+ was a huge boon to that. KeyWe is an adorable coop game, Toem is super relaxing and sweet. Pupperazzi was so good, I wish there was more of it. Standout titles in this category would be Virgo versus the Zodiac which is a very charming rampage story, very reminiscent of Drakengard 3, very beautiful art and characters I easily fell in love with. Unsighted is a very fun game best enjoyed in coop with a person who's company you enjoy. Walking on a star unknown has an incredible world that still makes me think about it a lot, the characters and their relationships as well. Signalis so far is really atmospheric and very interesting world building (like the DDR being behind everything so far lol). Chained Echoes is also a very delightful jrpg romp.

Also special shout out to Mysteries under lake ophelia. It captures everything I loved about ps1 and n64 bodies of water. The fishing, the vibrant environment in all its crunchy 480p glory, the inherent creepiness to all of it. Huge recommend.

I also went super heavy on jrpgs this year. Played the Xenoblades for the first time and I'm really glad. I love the attention to the world, the characters, the overall narrative. XBC3 reminded me why party members will always be my favourite narrative part of jrpgs, and the side quests will never be matched by any other game ever. Voice of Cards also really charmed me. A very delightful, compact package. FF3 became one of my favourite FFs, probably thanks to me playing Shadowbringers first before playing 3. Alliance Alive became an official Hidden Gem. It reminds me a lot of Bravely Default with how much love got stuffed into every nook and cranny. The characters are especially charming. Tactics Ogre good and excited to get to Reborn soon.

Stinkers of this year were probably Amrilato, which I was super excited for, but utterly destroyed my enjoyment by the protagonists HUEEE, EHHH??? exclamations and the LIs very flat VA performance (no fault to her, I can't image it being easy to bring 100% emotion into a performance of which the language you probably do not understand). Anno mutationem was incomprehensible to me and ultimately not very enjoyable despite the pretty graphics.

Overall, a good year in gaming. I discovered some real gems this year, and I'm looking forward to what I'll discover in the end year :) gonna try to dig harder at lesser known games and older games, and especially indie games.

[redd956]

Writing ARFID: It’s not picky eating

My big three pains: ARFID, PTSD, and Nightmare Disorder

I was ‘born’ with two of these, or really ARFID and Nightmare Disorder developed at an incredibly early age. Idk how common it is for someone to write about any character with ARFID, but I am creating this resource just in case.

First though you need to know what ARFID is....

ARFID is a complex eating disorder that doesn’t focus on one’s body image AT ALL. It is also an anxiety disorder, and for some can be classified as part of a phobia. It is very disabling, making the everyday human task of eating an incredibly challenge

People with ARFID eat a small group of highly specific foods. The number tends to be underneath 25 foods, and go as extreme to only 5 foods. This is not a choice. ARFID is a disorder, where many develop it at an early age and/or thanks to sensitive sensory related stuff (ADHD, Autism, OCD)

When confronted with foods outside of the small group, people with ARFID are overwhelmed by anxiety. This can cause great distress, sensory overloads, avoidance, more anxiety, and phobia-like responses. This makes finding something to eat, getting foods, trying new foods, and eating out in public very difficult...

There is also a type of ARFID derived from a bad personal experience to a food

Do a lot of research! This is a very rare disorder, especially in adulthood, and has a lot of misconceptions going around.

Now....

- It is different for every person

The group of foods, why the ARFID person doesn’t like them, their reactions, and their current tolerance changes from person to person. Like every disorder y’know...

- It changes overtime

People with ARFID may never be cured, but they can get better. I am definitely a lot better now compared to my younger self. This can be through overtime exposure, change in patience, or through an expanded roster of safe foods.

- It is not picky eating

A person with ARFID is not being stubborn about their foods, no matter how it may seem. Many with ARFID genuinely want to eat other foods, and/or are frustrated by their condition. They may even like the taste of a food, but not be able to swallow it due to sensory issues. They cannot control what their ARFID has disallowed. When writing make sure you are describing ARFID and not picky eating habits. (I WILL ENJOY CHEESECAKE SOMEDAY)

- It is dangerous

Though people with ARFID are not starving themselves, they are missing out on major nutrients. Often times entire food groups will be excluded from an ARFID person’s list of foods. This leads to malnutrition, and depending on what they are lacking other extreme problems. Many people with ARFID will end up in the hospital at some point because of their disorder, usually due to malnutrition. Doesn’t help that the threat of the feeding tube can also trigger an ARFID response.

- It is complicated

Each person has it differently. Each person has a different criteria for eliminated foods. Some cannot handle mushy foods, some cannot handle crunchy foods. Some won’t eat foods that have spots on it. Some won’t eat foods that are certain colors. To make matters worse usually people have more than one reason to why they won’t eat a food. A major thing you’ll hear someone with ARFID say is, “I just haven’t tried it yet.”

- Trying new foods isn’t a simple trial and error process

When facing a new food a lot of different anxieties pass through a person’s mind. With ARFID many are barely up to the task on a good day. Some may even seem confident until the plate is in front of them.

- “I would rather starve”, and they will

Many people with ARFID will go extreme lengths to not eat a food out of their safe foods group. This includes starving. There will be no persuasion, no confrontation, no forcing that will change them. It is a disorder, not picky eating.

- Heightened Senses

Many with ARFID have a heightened olfactory sense, meaning a stronger sense of smell and taste. This may not only be the source of the disorder, but also makes life more difficult for a person with ARFID. They will often be hypersensitive to the tastes and smells of foods. The texture is also a sensitive topic. This also makes it 10x more difficult to sneak things into foods, because trust me, a person with ARFID is likely to taste it.

#writing mental illness #writing arfid #arfid #avoidant restrictive food intake disorder #autism #adhd #ocd #eating disorders #writing eating disorders #mental illness misconceptions #I WILL EAT CHEESECAKE SOMEDAY

[sovonight]

i’m SO disappointed in the rollo printer i bought, i was willing to spend more on it bc i thought it’d be worth it over getting a phomemo/etc bc the rollo is flexible with the label sizes/types it accepts and the phomemo printers aren’t, but the rollo print quality is just. terrible. i wanted to use it to print both shipping labels and packaging art stickers, and it can only just handle the former. like i know it’s 203 dpi, and things will come out pixelly, but the printer does it in the most unnecessarily cRUNCHY way possible

and get this. they provide a sample shipping label pdf for you to test print, right? i do that, and it comes out CRISP and CLEAR, and i’m like great i made a good $180+ purchase! this will be so fast and efficient now! but then--when i print ACTUAL REAL LABELS--it comes out fuzzy and difficult to read. the barcodes are fine, at least, so it’s functional for machines, but a human reading an international label better know the standard text on there by heart

and it gets worse. they explain this poor quality away (they make this acknowledgement in the setup guide even, suggesting that everyone’s complained about it a billion times before) by saying that other sites don’t export their shipping labels at the same high quality as their sample shipping label, so of course other shipping labels will look worse. but i’m not printing rollo’s singular sample label when i mail packages, am i??? AM I, ROLLO??

so. i open photoshop. i’m like “i will figure out how to make these stupid “high res” pdfs that my measly 203 dpi thermal printer requires to perform well”. i export photoshop pdfs at the correct size and the highest quality possible--

--and it makes no fucking difference.

SO. I EMAIL SUPPORT. I’m like uhhh your website says the rollo works best with “high quality” pdfs, can you please divulge what you mean by “high quality,” how to obtain this “high quality,” and tell me how you created your “high quality” sample label, which is the only thing the rollo will print properly? and they gave me a few things to try, NONE of which addressed the actual file creation/export process (though tbf I detailed my pdf export process in my initial email and maybe they didn’t address it bc i’m supposed to assume that my process was correct! idk!), and none of which improved the print quality at all

(and by the way, they have a secret, higher res driver? it’s not advertised or mentioned openly, you have to go under a very specific question in the support docs to find it yourself, or ask the right question for customer service to link it for you. anyway, it does additional image processing on a pdf before the rollo prints it, and not only does it also suck, but it only offers a 4x6in print size. you may recall that i originally bought the rollo bc it can accept custom label sizes at or below 4″ in width. WHY WOULD ROLLO MAKE A “HIGH RES” DRIVER THAT ONLY TAKES A 4x6 PRINT--)

so now. for the past several days. i’ve been staring at the phomemo website wondering if i should throw another $60-70 out there to get a printer and prove to myself that i’m not crazy, that a normal 203 dpi printer should be able to print things better than this, that i’m RIGHT to think the rollo fucking SUCKS. but tbh my room is so low on device space at this point that even adding in a tiny 5x5in thermal printer could drive me to madness

#i bet it's bc they sell shipping labels through their own website and this is a shitty way of getting more revenue themselves #by making it impossible to get good prints if you buy shipping labels from anyone but them #urgh anyway i'm relaxing now. i am trying my Very Best to Chill.

[daftpunkselectroma]

💖:]

hiiiii sprite you get sanae hanekoma :] he is my dad

#also idk why all of these images are. crunchy… #spritespi

[weirdcor3]

how to make weirdcore on photoshop!! :D

i got a great ask from @demonic-screeching about how i do my shit, so i thought id make a more detailed post here! ive been making wierdcore on this blog since january 2021, so ive learnt a lot! more under the cut.

1. find a base image!! i use imgur and pinterest. imgur is especially great because its full of old ass images of the most random shit. you dont even need an account, just hop in and search for mundane stuff like 'hallway', 'field', 'house', etc! explore! screenshot/save any images you think would be cool in an edit- make your own personal archive!! they could even be stills from videos, memes, etc!

2. cropping! this is important. cropping determines the amount of context an image has, as well as focusing on a main point. weirdcore is about removing context, which makes images seem familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. it also adds to the amateur quality of the aesthetic- "why has this person taken this weirdly specific photo?" 99% of the time they didnt! i just cropped the shit out of it!

lets use an example of one of my old edits :) cool concept, cool base image. but it seems like its missing something.... what if we........

cropped it all out????

it is now....... free of context! where are we? where are we going???? who fuckin knows man...... we just gotta gtfo real quick by the sounds of it. the cropping has also compressed the image, which makes it feel even more weird and nostalgic! which brings me to my next point:

3. compression. make sure ur edits are lookin cRUNCHY! weirdcore is about amateurism and nostalgia, so use any means to make ur photos look like theyre from 2003! my personal method is zooming out of the image on photoshop so it gets smaller, then screensotting just the image, then opening the screenshot up in another document and zooming in again to reveal the compression.

4. fonts and captions! these are not necessary, but add to an edit a great deal! common fonts in weirdcore are Helvetica, Arial, and Times New Roman because theyre Normal And Boring, which really adds to the amateur aspect of weirdcore. i like to experiment with gothic and 3D fonts which can give a more webcore-y feel. this site is great for making free 3D text that you can download and add to your edits in photoshop!

as for captions, experiment! use random phrases that are stuck in your head, the more abstract the better! weirdcore is a surprisingly good way to express weird and abstract feelings. keep things vague and intriguing. ask questions!

5. editing. again, experiment! i normally fiddle with the saturation, brightness, and contrast. don't max out every setting- try and think about how you want the image to look! light or dark? bright or dull? you dont always have to tweak things if you think theyre fine as they are. other good tools include liquify, bevel/emboss, smart sharpen, gaussian blur, and warp! liquify is my favourite because you can squish and stretch the image! you can also try warping your captions too! the blemish tool is also rlly good! it can give u some weird trippy blurred out effects.

clone stamping can also help you to morph and duplicate parts of the image too! its very cool

6. go insane!!!!!!!! throw all basic design principles out the window. ignore the rule of thirds. stretch things. make them crunchy ass jpgs. use horrible colours. think about what youd do if you were a child with access to photoshop in 1997, or a middle aged conspiracy theorist making images for their cryptid blog. or like idk some weirdo on myspace.

7. orbs. use the brush tool to make orbs! theyre really good for blocking parts of an image, adding an ominous presence, making shadows, or adding bright lights! shape them, stretch them, make them funny colours. you could also use rectangles, circles, stars, etc... any shapes are cool!

8. inspiration! follow weirdcore blogs on tumblr! ask questions! learn! other resources include the weirdcore wiki and the weirdcord discord server! its where i learned a lot of what i know now, its very active, and has tons more resources there!!

overall, just experiment. you never know until you try, and its fun to develop your personal weirdcore style! its a very broad aesthetic that everyone can contribute to, and a cool outlet!

and lastly, dont worry about followers and likes! online, weirdcore is very random. some of my edits i spent 4378294 years on get like 5 notes, while i can shit something out in 5 minutes that ends up becoming my top post. popularity is pretty irrelevant here. just have fun and do things your own way!

#bonesposting #long post #weirdcore help #sorry this is long i just love infodumping about this :D #weirdcore #aesthetic #liminal spaces

[blue-bird-kny]

This is my first time requesting, sorry if it’s a bit unorganized. I’d like to request a soulmate AU in which you can taste whatever your soulmate is eating with Nemi. If possible, the reader is tired of tasting ohagis so they eat bitter melon to piss him off. This is on your choice to write but if you do, thank you so much!

This request was too cute to pass up so thank you and enjoy!~Amanda (Image creds to artist)

Warning: Language 

( 1k+ words)

“Touches and Taste Buds”

Over the years, you’ve learned to hate the taste of red bean paste. It’s not because it isn’t delicious, because it most definitely is, but because your damn soulmate seemed to only enjoy that one flavor. At first, when you began tasting the same things as your soulmate, you thought it was so cool how you both shared the same taste buds. As time passed though, every time your mouth filled with the taste of red bean paste, you wanted to kill whoever was doing this to you.

They ate it at all times of day and it was infuriating. Even though they’ve ruined the sweet taste of Ohagi, you’ve always been very patient with them. However patients could only last so long and yours was beginning to wear thin. Sometimes you wondered if others had as much trouble with their soulmates, if they too had such a monotonous eater that drove them crazy.

“I swear once we meet, I’m going to make you eat every damn thing this world has to offer before you eat Ohagi again” you always vowed to yourself. Clearly your soulmate wasn’t aware that other food groups existed. It felt as though they rarely ate anything else

It’s been a very long, strenuous day of training with Gyomei. He’d taken you under his guidance in order to make you a better demon slayer, but he was one tough mentor. The demon slayer headquarters had a mess hall of sorts, a place where demon slayers who weren’t on call could come and eat freely. “I’m so hungry I could eat their kitchen clean” you rubbed your growling stomach as you filled your plate with the various foods they had spread out.

You decided to sit alone; you weren’t necessarily a social person as is, but especially now all you needed was a nice, warm meal. You raised the spoonful to your lips, mouth watering, “nothing could ruin this”.

You thought too quickly because just as the spoon reached your mouth, the familiar taste of Ohagi filled your taste buds. You dropped your food on your plate, gagging as the taste seemed to overwhelm your senses. “I’ve had enough! Just who do they think they are!” you bitterly thought as you gathered all your tools of torture and revenge.

You rubbed your hands together evilly as you decided on which food you’d eat first. In front of you neatly lay your means of revenge; a cup of vinegar, some bitter melon, and a spicy pepper you’d managed to find.

“Okay let's start small” you grabbed the cup of vinegar, bringing it up to your lips almost like it was a shot. You squirmed as its sour taste crawled over your skin and burned your throat. It was gross, you couldn't deny that, but if somewhere in this world your soulmate was tasting it too, it was worth it.

Next, you picked up a slice of the bitter melon. You griminced as you fiddled with the food; its crunchy outside contrasting its soft, water-like inside. “In the name of revenge” you thought as you bit the nasty food. You held onto the table for support as you swallowed, breathing deeply to compose yourself. There was some sort of commotion happening some tables behind you, but you ignored it, assuming it was some group of idiots messing around.

Finally you reached the spicy pepper. You were actually less nervous about this one because, unlike your soulmate, you ate a variety of food, especially spicy food. You placed the peppers tip between your teeth, chomping down on the vegetable. You marveled at the crunch it made as you chewed, the heat already beginning to spread over your tongue and lips, causing an almost numbing sensation.

“What the hell is wrong with that bitch?!” someone yelled behind you. You turned to find the wind Hashira, his cheeks red and his tongue hanging outside of his mouth. “What's his problem?” you thought as you watched the angry man throw a fit. Your mouth  became dry as you noticed something on the floor; when Sanemi had stood up, he knocked his plate of food on the floor, balls of Ohangi scattered everywhere.

“Holy Shit, it's you” the words slipped  from your mouth before you could even stop them. Sanemi noticed your blant starring and growled “The fuck you looking at!”. You stood on quivering legs, gently picking up your cup of water as you walked to the infuriated man. He was almost frightening like this, eyes crazed and fuming, not to mention he was taller than you.

“Here you go, this should help with the spice” you lifted the cup as an offering, almost as an apology. He snached it without a word, downing the whole thing in a few hard gulps. He slammed the now empty cup on the table, breaking it. All eyes fell on you two, him staring at you murderously and you staring right back at him defiantly. “I will fucking kill you all” he threatened the room, causing everyone to go back to their meals. “Hey!” you yelled as he pulled you by your collar outside where there were less people, “You’re coming with me” his voice was low and tense.

Outside he released you, staring down at you “You must be the idiot that did that to me so what the hell’s your problem?” he crossed his arms over his chest, fully expecting an answer. “Excuse me I’m not an idiot, I’m your soulmate. And what the hell is YOUR problem, always eating Ohagi. The taste alone makes me want to gag!” you retorted.

“You shit-head! You did all this just because I eat Ohagi? Unbelievable”

“You know what I’ve had a long day and you already ruined my dinner, I’m leaving” you didn’t want to deal with his bullshit tonight, so you left. “Fuck this!” he yelled and walked in the opposite direction. His ears were red and his heart was racing, but it wasn’t from the spicy pepper.

That night, Sanemi couldn’t sleep. Every ounce of him hated to admit it, but you did things to him. He wasn’t stupid; he knows what it means when someone causes your heart to beat quickly. It was different from when he was in battle, you didn’t cause his heart to beat like that, but  instead you caused it to soar. Nobody has ever stood up to him like that, with such power and determination; it was hot.

The next day, you woke up staved. Leaving your room, you tried to get some food before there were too many people. Inside, you made your way to get food only to be stopped  by a rough hand. “Excuse me-” you started as you saw Sanemi standing in front of you, it was too early for his bullshit. “Here” he rushed, shoving a plate of food in your face. Surprisingly it held all your favorites, “I remember tasting this so I figured that's what you ate” he muttered, his face was turned away from yours but you knew he was blushing. You smiled, gratefully accepting the plate “Thank You”.

“Whatever” he turned to leave but you stopped him, pulling lightly on his haori. “I can’t eat all this food by myself you know” you said, silently urging him to stay. He thought for a second, would it be so bad? He decided it wouldn’t and sat down at the nearest table, he gestured for you to sit “Well?”. You couldn’t help but laugh at his abrasiveness, in a way, it was cute. He grabbed a stem of grapes off your plate, popping them into his mouth one by one.

You two sat there talking for a while, the room empty and food long gone. Sanemi knew it was unlike himself to be so complacent and open with another person, but you made him feel comfortable and at ease; it was nice. “You know you’ve really ruined Ohagi for me” you commented, the two of you needed to get going, you both had jobs to do after all. “Well you do know how soulmates get rid of their taste bud connection, right? He smirked. Your breath was caught in your throat as he moved closer to you, his arm gripped your waist  as he towered over you. “It happens when their tongues touch” he whispered teasingly. Warmth spreads over your cheeks and down your neck, your breathing sped up at this intimate position. Regaining your senses, you pushed his face away in embarrassment, “Sanemi you idiot!” you called walking away. Sanemi laughed as he knew you didn’t mean it. He also knew you two would meet again. After all, you hated the taste of Ohagi and he happened to have a strong craving for the both of you.

Main Masterlist

Idk why but the idea that there is a cafeteria in the demon slayers HQ is so funny to me, I had to include it. Anyways, I hope you all liked it, please read my other works if you did. Stay safe~Amanda

#kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #sanemi x reader #shinaguzawa sanemi #sanemi #kny sanemi #kny writing

[minsugapie]

GTKM #2

idk if I've done the first one, but here we are doing the second one hehe

tagged by @xlilybebe (bc you tag me in everything and i low-key love it)

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag other people

1. name/nickname : you can call me doll :) other nicknames i have irl are pooh, cookie, broccoli (don’t ask lol). my chinese name is 小溪 (xiao xi), so i also answer to that!

2. gender : female (she/her)

3. star sign : cancer sun, leo moon, sagittarius rising

4. height : 5′11″ or 180 cm (rip i’m taller than almost every kpop boy i love)

5. time : 18:48

6. birthday : july 6, 1997

7. favourite bands/groups : bts, seventeen, txt, exo, got7, red velvet, everglow, akmu, arctic monkeys, alt-j, one direction 

8. favourite solo artists : jeong sewoon, lay, baekhyun, agust d, jay park, zion.t, klo pelgag, ariana grande, kacey musgraves, alan jackson, harry styles

9. song stuck in my head : oopsy by weki meki (bc i just listened to it haha)

10. last movie : she’s all that

11. last show: i’m watching hotel del luna with @thealexalcala (bless viki’s watch party), schitt’s creek on netflix and i just finished fruits basket season 2 last night on crunchy roll (i’m so impatient for the third season right now)!

12. when did i create this blog : december 2018

13. what i post : mostly fandom things like fanfics, images and gif sets that are generally bts or other various kpop

14. last thing i googled : the king’s avatar (the cdrama) and li xian (bc he’s my absolute chinese actor crush)

15. other blogs : @heyydolll @minsugapierecs 

16. do i get asks : sometimes but not really :(

17. why i chose my url : well yoongi is my ult bias and i was currently eating my grandma’s sugar pie when i was making the blog, so voila! min suga pie

18. following : 1,048

19. followers : 1,494

20. average hours of sleep : 5-8

21. lucky number : 9

22. instruments : i used to play piano and flute but i can’t play either anymore. 

23. what i am wearing : pyjama pants and a nice top that i wore grocery shopping earlier. 

24. dream job : own a store that specializes in tall girls and provides all sizes (petite to plus)

25. dream trip : japan, seoul, ireland. (i would have said china but i plan to teach there, so i left it out)

26. favourite foods : ice cream, pad thai

27. nationality : 3rd-ish generation canadian (my fam is from quebec, poland, germany and ukraine)

28. favourite song : daisy by ashnikko, busta rhymes by qveen herby or trigger by woodz

29. last book : flame in the mist by renee ahdieh (it’s a feudal japan mulan retelling, and i highly recommend!!) i’m currently reading the sequel

30. top three fictional universes : wizarding world, teen wolf, does sailor moon count? 

tagging : @thealexalcala @dreamcatcherjiah @capndarby (just catching up on some tags lmaoo oops)

#me #i promise im writing rn #about me #gtkm tag

[horizonscore]

hi nikkole! i was wondering how you edit your acnl screenshots? also, how do you take them without your mayor in them like in /post/190247796553 ? thank you ♡

HI!! im gunna put this under a readmore bc it might get long but here is my editing process ( ˘ ³˘)♥

lets edit some pictures of my stone tablet spot! this is completely unedited straight from my sd card (aside from resizing bc this bich was big)

this is every AC bloggers holy grail first step babey........http://waifu2x.udp.jp/ i keep all of my settings on the way they are now (so *artwork* and *medium* and *1.6x* selected) and hit download instead of convert bc,,,, idk i just do either way it gives u the same result

so heres a picture after going through waifu2x (still looking a little rough,) and heres how i get my mayor out of pictures: hiding behind trees! if you look at a bunch of other people’s screenshots, you might notice that theres usually a tree or a large building in the center of the shot, and this is why :)

this is what it looks like after i hide my mayor fully behind the tree!

heres another shot from a different angle and from behind a tree

so the first thing that i do (that I already did in these) is resize my pictures from 640x384 to 600x360 pixelsthen, ill run my picture through topaz clean 3 (which you can find download links to all over

here’s my settings!

nice! it looks the tiniest bit less crunchy in my opinion

so i wanted the entrance to my rv site out of the second picture im using, so i cropped it like this

and then crop the other one so it matches up

when i crop my pictures it sometimes throws that center tree thing i was talking about earlier off, making it look like my mayor just wasn’t there at all. so i’d highly suggest running around behind trees a bunch of times and then cropping them all different ways until you find something you like 

now its fun editing time “ヽ(´▽｀)ノ”

i mostly use exposure and vibrance to edit the shadows and colors, but sometimes ill mess with the curves and add a gradient overlay if im feeling frisky.........but since its winter i like to keep it simple

if i wanna do some fancy blurring ill flatten the image, duplicate the background layer, and hit iris blur

looks something like this when u first pull it up

heres what it looks like after some tweaks. you can move that little circle int he middle around to set your focal point, and then itll blur everything around it basically

then ill make a new layer add some lighting with the gradient tool set to the little circle?? and i set that layer to soft light so its not so harsh

there! and i majority of the time use white for my high lights in the winter time. inside shots like my latest bedroom post i used a light yellow bc it fit the color scheme and tone of the pictures, yanno?

and after you do all that, you have the most basic way i edit!!!!!!!!!!!! sometimes i add lense flares to more open area pictures and fireflies to night pictures and window light beams to indoor shots, but when im doing something simple like this, this usually takes me like,, 15 minutes to do at max for two pictures. i hope this helped some!!!!!!!!!! 〈( ^.^)ノ

#mail #anon #editing tips #helpful #if anyone has any questions about any of this feel free to ask ilysm

[harrietvane]

It's that time of year! Practical Magic. Thoughts? In as much unnecessary detail as you please?

OK so while it might seem now way past that time of year, I’m here to say it’s always Owens Season in my heart. A crunchy leaf autumn is obviously peak Owens, but February is no less Owens-y. You just have to believe.

Anyway. Thoughts. Here goes: Good things about the 1998 delicious cinematic masterpiece directed by actor, Carrie Fisher BFF, and director Griffin Dunne (fun fact: he’s also Joan Didion’s nephew! The more you know.) In no particular order:

What’s a job? Seriously, does anyone do ANY work around here? Neither of the aunts do more than can be charged from the occasional desperate lovesick townie, but like how often is that? Sally has the amazingly bare-minimum aesthetic job of hanging out in her wonderfully chic store and labelling things, from time to time. That is not a retail job I’VE ever had, and I’ve had a lot. Gillian? Hell no, it’s pool parties an undefined nomadic photoshoot life for Gilly.  Husband Number One Michael pushes some crates of produce around? Sometimes? Just to be clear I LOVE THAT THIS MOVIE DOES NOT CARE ABOUT REAL-WORLD EMPLOYMENT BC THAT IS BORING. As far as it cares, you can hang out and live the witch aesthetic all day every day, braiding your hair and drying herbs, and that’s just how it is on this witch of an earth, and I WOULD ACTUALLY LOVE THAT YES THANKS. Idk, it’s an odd reaction, but just watching it gives me this ‘imagine if living was actually like this??’ vibe, quite separate from the narrative. It’s like one of those obnoxious ‘hands around tea cups/chunky sweaters’ aesthetic blogs, but like as though that was an ACTUALLY FUNCTIONAL LIFE FOR AN ENTIRE 2 HOUR MOVIE. It’s extremely soothing and consistent in this regards, re: world building. Why not be someone with no reliable income who makes your own hand-pressed envelopes, go nuts. Love it.

It’s a romcom about women and love, but manages NOT to be about a specifically young single woman finding a specific singular love (ie the standard romcom narrative). Like, it still is a romcom in both genre and tone a lot of the time, but it’s about love, meaning: romantic love maybe actually coming around twice (or more), about love being between sisters, between mothers and daughters, between a community of women, with all the challenges and pains and joys of that. I mean Sally is arguably the protagonist, and she does find romantic love, but the climax of the narrative is not about her finding/saving that, it’s about her and Gillian, and it’s treated as the main relationship of the film. The big ‘oh no’ moment and the big ‘oh yes’ victory moment is all about the love between Sally and Gillian, and it’s given the same weight as a romcom would give the run to the airport moment. I mean Aidan Quinn is great but he’s quite literally an afterthought, plot beat wise.

Speaking of subverting tropes: it’s the husband who gets fridged to further a woman’s narrative. Chistopher Nolan wakes somewhere in fright. Feels good. Feel organic

Anyway THAT GRIMOIRE. Prop designs OF THE GODS. IT’S PERFECT. IT FOLDS OUT. IT HAS BOTANICAL ILLUSTRATIONS. IT’S HAND-WRITTEN. IT CAN MAKE LOVE SPELLS, OR ZOMBIES, WHATEVER YOU NEED.

and connected to that, THE HOUSE. Many many people have an obsession over the house. The kitchen, specifically. The still room (drying room/pantry). The greenhouse. The staircase. The parlour. This amazing house that does not exist because they shot it on federal lands where the filming permission stated all structures where to be temporary and removed at end of filming! It didn’t even have foundations - it was a dollshouse of a structure sitting flat on top of the earth, and it vanished in a puff of movie magic. Actually sort of perfect.

Soooooo a words on the aunts, and the curse: word of god has now clarified that Franny and Jet are sisters, so they’re actually Sally and Gilly of the previous generation, but tbh just going on the movie i feel that you can feel free to read them as Married Witches™ where Jet is the Owens and Fran is her non-Owens wife. Jet snaps ‘what about my poor Ethan’ in reference to her own tragic Cursed Dude Event, but it could be assumed by the viewer that after Ethan shuffled off this mortal, that she met Frances The Lesbian Witch and they got married. I mean if you wanted to infer that, i don’t think the movie contradicts it? If Sally and Gilly’s flashback mum was a ginger, and jet is the brunette sister, then Franny would be an in-law? Anyway, their life is amazing, which ever way you read it. But reading them as married does bring up an interesting what-if: is the curse specific to men? I’m gonna say yes. Maria was specifically abandoned by a man, and i think wording is important in both legal documents and binding curses, which are, after all, related.

speaking of the curse, I find it so tragic and interesting and PAINFUL that Maria’s curse was prompted by her grief and anger at her lover abandoning her, but she didn’t actually curse HIM. Whoever he was he probably lived out his puritan days or whatever. Her curse was directed INWARD: she caused pain to herself and her family. It’s not the townsfolk men who are cursed, it’s the Owens women. That’s what we do. That’s what we’re taught to do as a response to breakups, when they hurt us, there’s not a big societal trend of men getting killed by ex-girfriends: after a breakup we react by hurting ourselves, not them. It’s the worst curse ever because you see it and you KNOW. That curse makes SENSE. and it’s HORRIBLE.

anyway in lighter news don’t you love the Owens Aesthetically Consistent Hair Colour Siblings? They could easily have made the 2 actresses consistently styled, but hey let’s make it fun. Flashback mum, Sally and Gilly, and Kylie and Antonia - One very ginger, one very brunette: it’s so pointless, so unexplained, and therefore amazing. The less explanation the better tbh. I love it.

Did you know Jimmy isn’t even rocking that Dracula Cowboy vibe in the novel? He’s just some american dude. But I guess they cast Goran Visnjic and were like ‘…….but he’s hot being Very Extremely Croatian, so Jimmy is Croatian now’. Excellent call.

all the small magics? Not like big, hand-wavy, nose-twitchy gesture magic, but just like Sally’s tea always stirring itself, and the aunts making toast appear to support an excuse. Sally and Michael’s matchmaking spell not being explained, or being given sparkly effects, it’s just [aunts tense about the time], [bells ring], Stockard Channing gives and incredibly fake ‘…..where are you going dear?’, and you KNOW there’s magic afoot. And of course, Phone. Tree. Day. Slow clap. I love the INFERENCE rather than the overt demonstration of the small magics.

So the cut a potentially endless post short, I will always be emotional about the the comparison between the woman in the first act who comes to the house to the aunts snapping out ‘why the hell else would i come here??’ like just disgusted at even being there, being compared with the image of Margo Martindale and the other townswomen all in the Owens house at the end (especially the woman who didn’t have a broom so she brought a mini-vaccum!) and how they don’t really understand the Owens but they came just because Sally told them she was afraid, and asked for help for a woman in danger.

Lastly, the soundtrack is PERFECT. Stevie goddamn Nicks. Amazing.

#practical magic #theheliumtaxi #(delayed response but do forgive me) #long post

[maximumkillshot]

The Pie

Warnings: LETHAL FLUFF(look to tags to avoid spoilers), idk what else but yeah, there yah go!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!!!

Pairing:Dean Winchester x Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, 

 A/N:Yet another Drabble Done for the 606 celebration/challenge!!! @mamaredd123 Submitted: How about a Dean x Reader, no particular genre, go with a drabble... "How could you forget the pie??"

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUBMISSION AND....

ENJOY THE FLUFF

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"Y/N! Y/N! Where is it?" Yelled Dean as he frantically looked through the grocery bags. Dean's been looking forward to the next supply run, this was the supply run before his birthday, which generally meant Dean would get his favorite pastry, no not some overly sweet cake but perfectly balanced, crunchy and buttery...

"Pie?" Questioned Dean as he peeked into his room, where his wife, Y/N usually resides. Y/N was in charge of getting the groceries this time and Dean could’ve sworn that he was adamant that she get the cherry, apple, and pecan pies from the bakery of the supermarket.

Y/N looked with solemn eyes as she said, “I may or may not have.... forgotten the pie..”

“YOU WHAT?!” Screamed Dean, “How could you forget the pie?”

“I know I’m so sorry, I was too busy trying to figure out whether or not the Kale was organic for Sammy’s smoothies...” Y/N’s face was scrunched up in an apologetic half smile.

“Y/N? Baby, I asked for one thing for my birthday, 3 pies that’s all I wanted. I don’t understand why one thing can’t go right...” said Dean as he exhaled, almost defeated...

“I’m so sorry Baby...” said Y/N, dejected...

It was then that Sam came into the room, “Hey Dean I wanna do some research in town, there is a new line of books in the public library that analyze more methods of ghost hunting. Could be something you could benefit from too. Wanna come with?” Asked Sam.

“Great... No pie and now a study session... great.” Said Dean as he left the room, utterly depressed... Sam winked at Y/N and left the room as well.

As soon as the coast was clear Y/N got out the dough that she hid in the fridge, the fresh apples, cherries, and pecans; and began her baking frenzy. 

In about an hour’s time, Y/N had three perfect pies lined up in the middle of the table that were covered in boxes that were wrapped to look like gifts.

 She also decorated the table with very tasteful birthday decorations, including a giant ‘40′ centerpiece and a few gifts...

She also made Dean’s favorite dinner from scratch, a double bacon cheeseburger with extra cheese on a fresh sesame seed bun with a side of bacon cheese fries and a cold beer.

Then she got a text from Sam:

Sam: Y/N how is everything going over there?

Y/N: Good, why?

Sam: Dean’s getting restless, is it done?

Y/N: Yeah bring him home.

Sam: Awesome, be home in 20.

Just as expected, 20 minutes later Y/N heard Dean coming down the stairs...

“Sammy I don’t know how you can ever find research relaxing, I mean come on! It’s so boring... He baby, we’re bac-” Then Dean froze as he took in the sight in front of him and smiled ear to ear.

“What is this?” said Dean after he kissed Y/N on the lips.

“This is your birthday dinner and a few gifts of course.” Y/N replied.

“How did you?” asked Dean.

“No questions, just eat your dinner, I can’t wait for you to open your gifts!!” Said Y/N excitedly.

After everyone ate Dean was immediately ready to open gifts, “Okay, Y/N what order do I open these in?”

Immediately Y/N give him an envelope. As soon as he opened it he stated, “Umm this looks like  a mistake baby, it’s some type of doctor’s report, yours...”

Y/N smiled and said, “Read the highlighted line.”

“hCG levels, 110,000mIU/L... What’s that?” Asked Dean.

“Oh shit, you’re right that’s the wrong one... Here open this one.”

It was a tiny blue envelope that had Dean written on it and once again Dean read the contents aloud, “For a wonderful husband like you, Only the best will do happy birthday....

Dean, 

I never thought that I’d meet someone like you. You are kind, giving and loving. The gifts that I have for you, aren’t here yet, and they won’t be for a while but just know that I can’t wait for you to see them! 

I love you.. 

Forever and always, 

Y/N

“ Awee baby”, said Dean, “It’s okay you are the only gift I need.”

She smiled as she took that envelope and handed him a gift box. After Dean ripped the wrapping paper off he was met with a ton of colored paper tissues and a yellow birthday card, Dean read that aloud, 

“Happy Birthday ____,

I know that you don’t know us yet, but we can’t wait to meet you! We hope you like our gift! If you can’t figure out what we are after this present, open the three in the center of the table to find out what we call you! Love you!”

“Okay, it isn’t signed,” said Dean as he started to slowly unwrap the paper... He was met with a picture, it was mostly dark with Y/N’s name at the top and two little white bean looking things... on the back of the image was “still don’t get it, go to the middle gifts and fill in the blank!”

“What is this? Okay let’s go to the middle gifts.” Said Dean as he cautiously got up, he didn’t even notice that Sam was recording or that Y/N was giddy with excitement.

Dean went to the first gift and lifted the top off of it... it was an apple pie with the letter “D”.

Y/N handed him a pen and he wrote a D in the first blank.

He lifted the second gift top and it was a pecan pie with the letter “A” on it.

Dean wrote the letter in as he said, “Okay, D  A”

Then he lifted the third and it was a cherry pie with the letter “D” on it...

Dean wrote in the third letter and read aloud, “Dear DAD....” It was then that it hit him, “DAD... WAIT DAD I’M GONA BE A DAD, WHAT? Y/N WE’RE HAVING A BABY.... WHAT?!” he started screaming as he grabbed Y/N and started kissing her, with tears in his eyes. 

Immediately Y/N gently grabbed his face and started wiping away his tears as she said, “Yes Baby , but re-read the card... re-read it.”

Immediately Deans hands flew to the card and his eyes scanned the letter furiously until he said “You don’t know us yet, but we can’t wait to meet you...Wait wait wait hold on...” It was then that he grabbed the picture and said, “There’s two of them.... are these the ... TWINS!!! BABY TWINS!!!” Y/N nodded in confirmation as he then pointed at the beans in Sammy’s direction, “LOOK SAMMY ONE TWO... TWINS... OH MY GOD BABY!!!” He then grabbed Y/N again and started to kiss her again. 

At that point is when Y/N began crying tears of joy as Dean cradled her... After she composed herself she said, “Okay, Baby, there’s one more gift for you.”

Y/N reached under the table and got a gift box out and handed it to him. Taped on top was a green birthday card. He read aloud...

“Dear Daddy,

You figured it out! By this time, you probably know that there’s two of us! We can’t wait to meet you, Daddy. That isn’t the only gift, Mommy picked out something that we know you’ll love, from us to you!! We hope you have the best birthday ever and we can’t wait to see you on ours, 7 months from now!

Love Always,

Your Babies”

Dean started to full on cry as he said “your babies”, after he composed himself he looked inside the box, when he lifted what was in it out he started to laugh.

It was a red flannel that said “I have twins, nothing scares me anymore.” on the back. Then he lifted out a pajama set that had a shirt that read, “Dad to be” with a loading bar on it and matching bottoms.

Y/N said after, “Well, did you like your presents?”

Dean laughed and said, “Baby, I have no words to describe how happy I am right now, I love you more than anything... All three of you.” He then grabbed Y/N and kissed her.

Y/N looked at Dean and said “Great, soo... Pie?”

Dean and Sammy laughed as Y/N put candles into the pie and lit the candles up. After they sang Happy Birthday Dean quickly blew out the candles, when Sam asked what he wished for he said, “Nothing... I have everything that I could ever want...”

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[kjack89]

30 with e/r please?

30. Too quick, mumbled into your scarf.

idk this was supposed to be something else but then this happened, so. 

ExR, modern AU.

“Grantaire!” Enjolras’s voice echoed through the crisp fall air and Grantaire paused, letting Enjolras catch up with him. “On your way to the rally?”

Grantaire shrugged, giving Enjolras a bemused look. “I had a vague ambition in that direction,” he said. “What’s with the get up?”

Enjolras glanced down at himself. He was wearing his usual red hoodie, but had a few new additions, namely fingerless gloves, a hat with ear flaps and a too-long scarf wrapped a few times around his neck. “Joly got to me,” he said, which was really the only explanation he needed.

Grantaire laughed lightly and shook his head. “Why am I not surprised,” he mused. “Not sure it does much for your street-hard image, though.”

“Pretty sure the years of prep school did the most damage to any kind of street cred I might ever have had, but I’ll keep that in mind,” Enjolras said dryly.

Smirking, Grantaire started walking again, Enjolras matching his stride. “So what’s got you in such an ebullient mood?” he asked, looking over at Enjolras. “It can’t just be the rally today.”

Enjolras shrugged. “It finally feels like fall,” he said as a way of explanation.

“Your favorite season, I presume?” Grantaire asked.

“Something like that, anyway,” Enjolras said with a grin. “It always just...I don’t know, it does something for me. Means something, I guess, more than just, you know, Halloween and Thanksgiving and Indigenous Peoples’ Day.”

“And what does autumn mean for you?” Grantaire asked with a slightly mocking grin.

“Hope,” Enjolras said simply, taking a half-step out of his way to step on a particularly crunchy leaf. “I know that spring is meant to be the season of rebirth and all that, but for me, it’s always been fall. It’s like…” He trailed off, glancing around. “It’s like the ultimate test of faith, watching the leaves fall, watching everything go dormant, and still believing that it will come back again.”

“Always the optimist,” Grantaire said, but without his usual taunting edge.

Enjolras glanced over at him. “Better than the eternal cynic,” he said, without any real heat. “What about you? What’s your favorite season?”

Grantaire shrugged, kicking a pinecone and watching it skitter away. “Spring, I guess,” he said.

“Why?” Enjolras asked, with slight curiosity. “I would’ve expected winter, given everything.”

Grantaire looked at him, weighing his options, and opted for sincerity for once. “Because spring is when all the colors come back,” he said. “When I’m, uh, when I’m depressed, it can feel like all the color has bled out of my life, but it’s always the first sign of me getting better, when I can really see colors again.”

Enjolras nodded slowly. “Can you do me a favor?” he asked.

Grantaire’s brow furrowed. “Anything,” he said without hesitation.

“The next time the colors start to fade? Will you tell me?”

Grantaire searched Enjolras’s expression, seeing only determination and a little bit of concern, and he sighed. “There’s nothing you can do—” he started, but Enjolras cut him off.

“I know,” he said quickly. “But I also know faith doesn’t come easy to you, and someone needs to believe that they’ll come back again, and that — that I can do.”

“I—” Grantaire’s voice broke and he looked down at the ground, unexpected emotion welling in his chest. “Thank you.”

“Anytime,” Enjolras told him, and when Grantaire made to keep walking, Enjolras caught his arm. “I mean it.”

Grantaire turned to him, surprised by their sudden proximity, and before he could say anything, Enjolras pulled him into a quick hug, one Grantaire was too startled to fully return. “I love you,” he said instead, the words mostly mumbled into Enjolras’s scarf.

“What did you say?” Enjolras asked, grinning slightly as he pulled away..

Grantaire forced a smile. “Nothing,” he said dismissively, shoving his hands in his pockets as he backed away. “I just said be safe out there today.”

Enjolras rolled his eyes. “Ok, Mom,” he teased. “As if I haven’t done this plenty of times before.”

He had, and Grantaire knew that. Despite the three words Grantaire had almost had the courage to say, nothing had changed between them, and this rally would be no different than the dozens of others that Grantaire had watched from the sidelines. Even if he had said them loud enough for Enjolras to hear, Grantaire wasn’t naive enough to think that those words alone would change anything.

But he couldn’t help but feel that there was something different now.

So he took a deep breath and looked at Enjolras evenly. “I know,” he said. “But still. Be safe.”

For a moment, it looked like Enjolras might tease him further, but then his smile softened and he ducked his head. “Ok,” he said, and Grantaire half-smiled in response.

“Ok,” he echoed, slowly backing away.

“I can make no promises, you know,” Enjolras called after him.

“I know,” Grantaire told him.

And he did.

With the same certainty that spring would eventually come again.

#exr #enjolras x grantaire #enjoltaire #enjolras #grantaire #ask #answered #hey nonny #ask meme #modern au #developing relationship #friendship #depression cw #long post for ts #like too long oops probably should've put this under a cut that's my bad #Anonymous

[spectrumscribe]

hey idk if u take requests but i freaking loooove your writing and when i was scrolling through your blog the other day i saw ur marvel/avengers au and i was wondering if you could write a ficlet for it maybe????? once again, i enjoy ur writing so much, keep doing what you're doing

*softly screams bc someone remembers this AU still*

AU info here i guess??? can’t believe anyone wanted more of it. under the cut bc it ended up longer than the other ficlets, ‘cause i love this au a lot actually.

“What’s ‘valentine’s day’?”

Hank looks up from the papers he’s grading. Or rather, looksdown from them, since he’s clinging to the ceiling of his lab with his feet.

Below him sits one of his more devoted pupils, if an unofficialone since he’s so young. Previously quietly occupied with the tablet he’dconnected himself with, now looking up with cautiously questioning eyes. Donnietilts the tablet’s screen towards Hank, and a notification about the school’s Valentine’sDay dance is shown on it.

“It’s a holiday,” Hank informs the adolescent mutant. Technicalmutant. A mutant created rather than born still counts, in his opinion. “Tocelebrate love. With chocolates and flowers, and occasionally stuffed animals. Thoughoriginally, it was called Saint Valentine’s or the Feast of Saint Valentine.”

“Oh,” Donnie says quietly. He worries his lip for a moment,and then asks, “Who’s that?”

“A symbolic figure in the culture of a church.”

“Why’re they so important they got a whole day tothemselves?”

Hank hums. “That question I cannot answer, it would bebetter asked of Mr. Wagner.”

“Oh… okay.”

Hank watches the boy go back to scrolling through his tablet’snewsfeed, and sees a question being unasked in the fidgeting of his posture. Hank really should focus ongrading his advanced technological studies class’s theory papers, but Donnie’scuriosity shouldn’t be allowed to discourage his own curiosity like so. They’vecome so far with his anxiety management and helping him branch out socially.

Hank climbs carefully along the ceiling and drops down farenough away from his student Donnie won’t startle. Hank goes to kneel in frontof the adolescent mutant, making sure to be slow and obvious with hismovements.

“Do you have any more questions, Donnie?” Hank promptsgently.

Donnie’s red eyes under his thick fringe of black bangs dartup from his tablet, and then back down to it. After a moment’s hesitation, hepulls out the jack plugged into his neck and the tablet and hands it over. Hanktakes it, examining the Google images search for Valentine’s Day people.

“Why are they all doing that?” Donnie asks, a littlenervously.

“Kissing?” Hank questions, scrolling through the search withone clawed finger.

“Yes, that. Is it… a holiday you’re supposed to kisssomeone?” Donnie doesn’t look comfortable with the idea of that, at all.

Hank laughs kindly, returning the tablet to the boy. “No, it’sjust something lots of people do on the day. Mostly people who are dating oneanother, or are married. You don’t have to kiss anyone if you don’t want to, Donnie.”

“Um, okay. Good,” he mumbles, clutching the tablet tohimself. “So it’s a holiday about a saint that’s important for some reason, andpeople kiss a lot on it…” He purses his lips. “And that’s it?”

“Well, it’s a time to celebrate how much you love anyone inyour life,” Hank explains. “Not just people you’re dating, but people you’rerelated to, or are just friends with. I and my colleagues will be having ateachers only party tonight, because we’re all very good friends.”

“Principal Wolverine kisses Ms. Storm sometimes, though,” Donniepoints out. Hank bites back a chuckle about his old friends not being quite assubtle as they think they are.

“Yes, they sometimes do that, don’t they?” Hank says, amusedthat Donnie, and likely his brothers too, have already found out thatparticular secret. Donnie nods jerkily.

“We saw them on the roof just last week!” Donnie says, thendropping his voice in a whisper. “They were moving around weirdly, really closetogether and stuff.”

Hank laughs awkwardly, and vows to give his fellowseducators a little talk about intimate meetups on school grounds.

“Yes, uh, anyway,” Hank moves things along quickly. “It can be a kissing holiday, but really youcan celebrate with anyone you care about. Do you have someone you’d like tocelebrate today with, Donnie? A friend, your family…?”

“…my brothers? And April and Casey?” Donnie suggeststentatively, searching Hank’s face to see if he’s gotten something wrong. Hanksmiles encouragingly, and pats his pupil’s shoulder.

“Sharing Valentine ’s Day with your friends and familysounds like an excellent plan, my boy,” Hank enthuses gently. “Why don’t you gotalk to Ms. Pryde? Kitty is handling the refreshments for the dance today, I’msure she’ll have extra candies for you all. Or will you be attending, too?”

Donnie bites his lip, letting little electric sparks flyaround his shoulders. “It’s the whole school, right? That’s… a lot of people. Imean, I could, if I- if we need to be there-”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to, Donnie,” Hankreminds. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to anymore, remember?”

“Right, I know, I know,” Donnie mumbles. He fidgets a littleas Hank continues to look at him, and Hank decides it’s time to give his studentspace once again. As he returns to his work of grading papers, he hears faintfootsteps dart out of the lab while his back is turned. Hank pretends he doesn’tnotice, and smiles to himself.

—

Donnie does not goto the dance, even though Ms. Pryde says it could be fun. None of his siblingsgo either, or April, or even Casey, even though their normal human friendglances at the semi-decorated room with vague interest. In the end, they justget candies and go hide away.

“What a great holiday,” Mikey remarks to Donnie later on,while they’re all sprawled in their shared room and enjoying their treats. “Awhole day for candies? Love it.”

“And kissing,” Raph reminds as he tears open a new chocolatewrapper. He pops the little candy into his mouth and speaks while he chews. “Whichis gross, ugh. Why do they even?”

“It’s a normal people thing, I guess?” Leo offers as anexplanation. He steals Raph’s next treat before he can eat it, starting a shortwrestle fight between them on the floor.

“Candy’s good by me,” April says, taking from the bowl ofcrunchy pastel candies in Donnie’s lap. “Dancing and kissing and stuff sounds…too touchy feely. And with people you don’t know? Weird.”

“You guys are the weird ones,” Casey says, tossing an emptywrapper at Mikey’s overgrown buzz cut and smirking when it sticks. “Everyone atmy old school was totally obsessed with this stuff.”

“Ew,” remarks Donnieand his brothers, as well as April.

Casey shrugs, and reaches for another of the candies Ms.Pryde gave them. “It’s not so bad. I think. Never actually kissed anyone who I wasn’trelated to…”

“Pass,” April says, echoed by everyone else. Casey rolls hiseyes at them.

“I wasn’t askin’you guys to. That’d be weird.”

“Weirder than us in general?” Donnie questions.

“Uh, yeah? Definitely. You’re not even that weird. There’s aguy here who’s from space, and he’s analien prince! He punches through walls and stuff, ‘s totally metal.”

“Didn’t he also get himself stuck in a wall last month?” Mikey asks. He gestures with stickyfingers. “Like, he was going wooshthrough the air, and then there was awall suddenly ‘cause the Danger Room decided there’d be, and then wham he’s in it ‘cause he couldn’t slowdown? Lame.”

“He’s still cool,shut up.”

“I’m faster than him, andI wouldn’t get stuck in a wall,” Leo says proudly, finally getting free of Raph’sstranglehold on him.

“Maybe, but then you’d faint somewhere ‘cause you overdidyourself,” Raph says snidely. Leo elbows him in the ribs.

“Almost out of the crunchy ones,” Donnie says, holding upthe plastic container of inaccurately shaped candy hearts. “Who wants some?”

“Me,” is thechorused response, and a shove fight for the last pastel candies ensues.

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