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winterwhisperz-blog · 10 months

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Hey me again ☾ ! Hope you're still up for asks cause I really like your writing & I got some ideas >:) (the obsession with this game is real yo). Do you think you could write something with a MC who enjoys cooking and testing recipes + making the LI taste their dish please ? 👀👉🏽👈🏽

We know Vere likes cooking too so maybe some interactions with him would be cute (Him and MC being an absolute menace in the kitchen but still managing to make a tasty meal bwahaha).

Thanks & have a great day <3

This came exactly at the right time— BRO THE WRITING SLUMP IVE BEEN IN?? Siiigh, it’s been tragic. (Also I get the brain rot, the hold this game has is crazy) also i’m so happy you like my writing 😭 and I hope you have a great day too !!

NOW

this did take me awhile because uHHHHH I don’t know anything about food. When I do remember to eat it’s usually cottage cheese and chocolate (not together, obviously- I’m not crazy 🥺)

Here was my plan okay

I have a huge map in my room and I stared at it like this: 🧍🏻‍♀️ and picked about 17? Countries and put them in a spinning wheel. I chose a TS LI and then span said wheel—and whatever it lands on, MC a makes a dish inspired by the meals there (does that make sense ??)

I might’ve made it too complicated but it was fun-

Warnings: None, vere is just vere. Very possibly ooc, creative liberty.

Notes: Fluff, GN mc. Not proofread and finished at 1 am.

LES START WITH AIS

Ais(Boeuf bourguignon (Beef burgundy)

ALR SO, this was originally Vere’s, but I was having creative difficulties—so I changed this to Ais’. This dish is from France!

So, this one, I think Ais is already hanging out with you (he’s lonely ): )

He’s been having a ROUGH time okay, and so you decide to try out a new recipe on him

One you think he’d like.

Instantly, this man is sauntering into your kitchen, hugging you from the back as he watches what you’re doing. He’s quiet for the most part, just curious as you mix and add ingredients.

He snatches a few as well, and you let him until you’re going to be short on ingredients.

As you stop his hand from picking a chopped carrot, he looks nearly comparable to a scolded dog that was caught counter-surfing.

“Wait just a moment, I’m making this for you, you know.”

Smirking, he reaches for the carrot again. “Ah, should be allowed this then,”

As you swat you wooden spoon at his knuckles, he quickly steals one last carrot before offering his hands up in surrender.

You banish him to the counter, where he returns to watching, (he’s the pretty girlfriend that sits on the counter as you cook omg)

Once you’ve finished, you serve the red stew along with some boiled potatoes, placing it in front of the ever so patient Ais (who definitely didn’t find a way to sneak a bit more snacking in)

You eat in silence for awhile, before you notice how Ais’ eyes keep flickering to you. A brow furrowed.

“Something wrong? Does it taste funny? I thought I followed the recipe—“

He lightly shakes his head, swallowing a mouthful of the stew.

“No, not that. It’s…good, really good.”

“Then what’s the matter?”

He draws a hand over his chin, pondering his words. Or, deciding whether or not to say something. “There a reason you made it for me?”

You didn’t expect him to catch on. You commonly make things for him, for everyone, really. But today was different. Special. You had been noticing the drop in Ais’ mood, the added weight to his steps and the tiredness in his eyes. You made this in hopes to cheer him up, but also to see if it’d get him to talk about what was bothering him.

“You’ve just…you look like you’ve been having a bad day.”

He lapses back into silence, chewing on another spoonful. “I don’t want you to think you need to take care of me.”

You freeze, readying a retort before he continues.

“But…thank you.”

You stir your stew, swallowing. “You’re welcome.”

Another silence, before Ais chuckles. “Stew could’ve used more carrots though.”

WEEEEEEEEEE

He’s such a brat, I love him.

ALR, Now unto Leander !

Leander/Kjøttkaker (Meatballs) sided with Brunost(Brown cheese)

Alright, Leander got Norway. I was originally just going to go for meatballs, but then I saw this brown cheese ?? And though it’s not cheese cheese, I thought it’d be fun since Leander likes cheese platters.

You’ve been feeling rather ambitious lately, and decide to take on your biggest task yet: cooking for all the bloodhounds.

It didn’t seem like a bad idea, since you’ve always loved cooking for people. But it’s already proving to be a harder task than anticipated, as Eridia certainly doesn’t seem to be the home of the freshest ingredients.

One morning searching through rotten vegetables was enough to get you discouraged. You managed to find scraps of fresh-enough spices, but if you wanted more, it would come down to stealing from one of the richer streets. And you definitely weren’t in the mood for that today.

All you really wanted to do was take a bath and get that rotten smell off you.

Popping your back, you sigh before stepping into the bar, avoiding the bustle of the bloodhounds as you make for the stairs.

“MC!”

Turning around, you spot Leander, waving at you from the bar-counter. And that’s when you see crates of crates of vegetables, milk, cheese, and meat. Stunned, you walk over, fingers picking through the vegetables—they’re fresh, fresher than you expected from this place. And the meat, milk, cheese—

“How did you?—“

You had told Leander you wanted to make dinner tonight, before you left- you didn’t expect him to go looking for ingredients.

“—how did you get all these?” You finish, picking up a jar of pearly white milk.

Leander only smiles, leaning forward on the counter. “I know somebody. Will these be enough?”

Avoiding the truth, you had grown to expect that from him. If you had more energy you would’ve prodded. Instead, you put down the milk and run a bandaged hand across your face. “Yeah, I think so—well,” you glance around at the full tables of bloodhounds, all probably starved from work and life down in low-town. At your furrowing brows, Leander straightens, looking ready to March back out the door and come back with another crate.

“No, never mind. This is perfect, thank you.”

Thankfully, it was enough to manage. And with Leander’s help, you were able to go up to bathe as he watched over the food. To reward him, you decide to also make brown cheese. And though it’s not cheese cheese, it was enough to get Leander’s face to light up. Especially when he managed to convince you to unwrap your bandages and feed him a slice or two.

Though, you’re still rather confused on where he got everything 🤨 and why he didn’t get you earlier so you could’ve avoided searching through rotten veggies. Thankfully, your hard work also came with the entire bloodhounds seeing you as some holy entity after finishing dinner.

Kuras: Cōng yóubǐng (Scallion Pancake)

Kuras got China, and with this one—I was able to find a few videos on it. And now I want to eat it—though I cannot cook whatsoever <333

So so so so, with this one, I imagine you get the idea because like…people have brought this up before—but does Kuras even like…eat? Do angels…need to eat?

And maybe you notice how very little, or not at all he seems to eat. And how much he just -works- and goes off into places you can’t follow and comes back from the wastelands. Does he even sleep either?

So one day, you decide to make something for him. You’ve made things for others before, your friends, maybe family, before things went wrong. You don’t really know why you hadn’t made him anything before. But hey! Now’s better than never.

You settle on something not too filling, and something he could snack on during the day. Something he could take out to eat in between patients and with him wherever he goes and refuses to tell you.

Scallion pancakes. You wake up earlier than usual to make them, once finished, instantly rushing over to his clinic so they’re still warm when he eats them. The early morning sends a chill down your cheeks—shivering, you wrap the swathe of cloth holding the pancakes into your cloak, praying it doesn’t get cold.

You narrowly miss a patient exiting the door, looking dull and tired. You nod your head in acknowledgment before rushing inside. “Kuras?”

You find him in the process on shutting the door, golden eyes widening slightly in shock before softening. “MC, are you well?”

You nod, unraveling your cloak to reveal the swathe of cloth. “I…uh, made you breakfast.” Holding it out to him, you watch as his expression turns mildly perplexed. Warm hands closing over yours as he slowly takes it from you.

Like it’s some kind of curious artifact, he unwraps the cloth and stares at the stack of flakey pancakes. He lifts it to his nose, taking a few sniffs. Humming, he then gives you a small smile.

“It smells delicious.”

He then doesn’t eat it, instead, the silence stretches on as the two of you stand there. After a few moments, you awkwardly shift on your feet.

“Is there something the matter?” Kuras asks, tilting his head.

“I didn’t poison it, or anything,” You say, gesturing to the stack.

He lets out a small, quiet chuckle. “I would hope not.”

“So uhm…you can eat it.”

blinking, Kuras raises a brow, golden eyes piercing the dim light of morning. “Eat it?”

You nod, feeling more confused. He recovers quickly, slowly putting it to his mouth. Then someone sneezes behind you and you whip around to see a patient, red-eyed and sniffling.

By the time you turn back, Kuras is wrapping the pancakes back up. “I’ll be right with you,” he says, giving you a nod as his hand comes to your shoulder. “Thank you for bringing me Breakfast—are you in need of anything else?”

You blink, feeling a little frustrated. “No, that was all.”

Though it didn’t go as planned, later that day when hanging out with Ais, you hear about how when he was helping around the clinic, Kuras would take a few bites of a stack of some kind of garlic-smelling pastries.

You would receive a thank you note also requesting another stack the following day.

Mhin: Vitumbua (coconut rice pancakes)

Mhin, got Tanzania :D and with this, I wanted to find something still sweet since they like desserts! Thus, Vitumbua! Also these look so good, I want them so bad )): (I also wanted to add that there’s different kinds of these !! Made in different countries with different names and such, these are just specifically Tanzanian coconut rice pancakes.)

Also I apologize if this time around I seem more scattered-this writing slump is eating me alive 🤗

Okay okay, this one actually makes me so happy cause I think it’s cute- these are also kinda pancakes—and you made them for Mhin to take with them on their patrols.

Every moment making you think of them more.

How they’re doing, if they got enough sleep, if they’re even sleeping and not out killing soulless. You hope that somehow, these make things easier for them. And remind them how much you care. Especially since you’re losing sleep baking for them.

Once the heavy dark night is lifted into a sulking grey, you stack the rice pancakes into a box and head for outside.

Before Mhin can leave, you catch them, offering the cute little box, wrapped with bow and all. You had been up all night baking them, along with a caramel sauce to top it all off.

“What is this?” They ask, tentatively reaching for the box.

You scrub at your eyes, trying not to yawn. “Just a little something warm to remind you of me~” You sing-song, wiggling your brows at them. Chuckling as a blush skates across their pale face.

“I don’t…need anything,” they mutter, glancing away. Shy rays of morning light casting shadows over their features.

“Of course you don’t, but I thought you’d like it anyway.”

Grumbling, they hide the box in their cloak. “…Thanks.”

You cup a hand over your ear, humming. “Huh, what was that?”

“I said…thanks.”

“Hmm, sorry, seems something is plugging my ears!”

They clear their throat, “I said—“ they stop, eyes narrowing. “Don’t press your luck.”

Laughing, you fold your arms, trying to ignore the chill. “Alright, alright. If you end up wanting more, come get me okay? I can show you how to make them.”

They open their mouth, evidently going to ask what ‘them’ are, but you’re already heading back, stretching your arms over your head in a loud yawn. “Have fun on your patrol, say hi to the kitties for me!”

Once you’ve left, Mhin gives the box one more curious look before peeling open the lid. Inside, are ten golden, round pastries resting alongside a jar of bronze sauce.

Gingerly lifting one with their fingers, they take a slow bite. The chilly air of the dreary morning melting in a blooming sweetness. Swallowing, they feel a blush creep over their neck.

You were right, they really were warm.

Somehow, even when killing soulless, or after an annoying, unwanted conversation with Vere, one bite of the rice pancakes made them feel a bit lighter.

And, though they would never admit it, it reminded them of you.

Vere(Spaghetti/Caprese Salad)

So like I said with Ais, this was originally his— but I switched them. These dishes are from Italy!

Okay okay, so something I think would be really cute is Vere not only tasting your new recipes, but helping you to prepare it

Like for spaghetti sauce, maybe you prefer to peel your tomatoes first, and Vere, who was on his way to annoy you, caught the curious smell of fresh vegetables, (or fruit, since uhhh tomatoes) and spots you carefully peeling the ruby skin

Your face is locked in concentration, unknowingly sticking out your tongue as you gingerly avoid cutting your fingers.

It’s such a goofy expression Vere can’t help but stare at you with a hand covering his chuckles—until of course, he can’t resist the urge to scare the crap out of u 😇

Too caught in your work to notice anything amiss, Vere skulks closer until peering over your shoulder, lightly grazing his jaw over the side of your neck. He opens his mouth to whisper something in your ear but—

Taken by surprise, you yelp, squeezing the life out of the tomato you were peeling. It explodes over the both of you, shooting it’s guts very impolitely across your faces.

Vere reels back, a hiss of disgust escaping his lips as he blindly searches for something to clean the tomato remains off his face. He reaches for you and you swat him away.

“Idiot,” He seethes, finding an abandoned wash cloth.

“You were the one that scared me!”

“Still jumpy, hmm? I don’t know how you’ve lasted so long in this pig sty.”

Flicking tomato off your face, you snatch the wash cloth from his fingers. “With you constantly breathing down my neck? It’s a mystery to me too.”

Though you sound irritated, your hands still carefully reach for his face, gently wiping away the spots he missed. When he flinches, you soften your expression. “I forgive you. Come on, you got some on your neck.”

Slowly, but softly, Vere relaxes, though he still watches you with that same confused look he gives every time you offer affection.

It doesn’t take long for his fingers to caress your cheeks, sweeping off the tomato juice and then licking it off his fingers. Eyes taking on a devilish glint.

Hand it to Vere for making cleaning tomato guts off your face seem sensual

Eventually though, you do return to cooking. Vere helping you with peeling, chopping up basil, (sneaking extra spices into the sauce) and stirring the noodles.

Once everything is made, including an extra salad, you find a secluded spot to eat everything. Vere’s eyes watching your face the entire time.

“Do I still have tomato guts somewhere?” You ask, lifting a hand to check your cheeks.

Vere props his chin on his palm. “Did you know you stick your tongue out when you’re focusing?”

“I do not.”

“It’s so cute,”

“You’re just making stuff up so you can make fun of me.”

“I don’t have to make things up to do that, sweetheart.”

You toss your napkin at his face.

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Alr, we have reached the end. I am, so so sorry for taking two thousand centuries. Again, thank you so so much for the ask <3 though I took forever, these were fun !!

I hope you take a really good nap, eat your favorite snack, and try something new !! (Also you should totally search these dishes up, they all look so good !!)

#virtual novel #thanks for the ask!#answered asks #leander #kuras #mhin #ais #vere #touchstarved #touchstarved x reader #touchstarved game

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gurorori · 4 months

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after seeing ur post i want so badly to make ur mobility aid user mika art dream a reality. but before i started i wanted to ask if you had any thinkies abt details i could include... i really wanna include all of them!!

WEEEEEEEEEE WAHOOOOOOOOOO i don't have any strict preferences >< id like it 2 b a manual wheelchair (cuz i can't see myself affordin an electric one anytime soon), ya can add any like mikaesque stuffs 2 it tbh like a lot of parts of a wheelchair r customisable so anythin ya see fit ya can add!! also if ya can pls add wheelchair gloves as well <3 it'd b nice if the clothes were lolitey but it's also okie if ya just do canon clothes or smth gothy!

#(4 oldschool lolita refs ya can jus go thru my #woops. thru my 'jsf' n 'egl' tags :3 yehs

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moon-spirit-yue · 2 years

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I saw this tiktok of a couple at Disney and he kept losing his gf so he got a balloon for her to find her in a crowd. Seeeems kinda Rayaari to me 💜 If it inspires you, could you do a scene/quote? 💜

Okay they would totally need to do this at some point:

Namaari: *casually tying a balloon in Raya’s hair*

Atitaya, incredibly confused: uh, what’s going on here?

Namaari: you mean the balloon?

Atitaya, nodding: yeah, that’s a lil strange

Namaari, shrugging: well Raya tends to get distracted and wander off during big parties like these. Plus she’s small so when she wanders off I can’t find her. That’s why I got the idea to tie this balloon at the end of her braids to keep track of her!

Atitaya: weird, but honestly kind of smart

Raya, huffing: it’s so not my fault you’re bad at finding me. And so what if I get a little distracted?

Namaari, rolling her eyes: you have the attention span of a goldfish

Atitaya, smirking and swatting at the balloon: this is a good look for you, Princess Raya

Raya, glaring at her: tread lightly, General. Tread lightly

Namaari, kissing her cheek: I have a feeling you’re just going to split the second we walk in so go be free, dep la

Raya, smiling: mkay! *walks off*

*a couple hours later*

Atitaya, yawning: alright, it’s time for us to head back to the palace

Namaari, nodding: agreed *looks up to see the balloon somewhere in the distance* ah there she is!

Atitaya, following after her: wow, it is helpful

Namaari: alright Raya, time to- Noi. Hello

Noi, who has the balloon tied on one of her little buns: *waves hello*

Namaari, groaning: where is she now?!

*somewhere in the sky*

Raya, cheering: THIS IS THE COOLEST THING EVERRRRERRERRRR!!!

Sisu, carrying her over the trees: WEEEEEEEEEE!

#raya and the last dragon #namaari #ratld #raya x namaari #rayaari #namaari x raya #raya and namaari #ratld namaari #raya disney #ratld raya #rayamaari #raya of heart #raymaari #disney raya #raya namaari #namaari of fang #raya incorrect quotes #ratld incorrect quotes #disney ratld

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squares-the-cosmosrectangle · 9 months

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Weeeeeeeeee….!

I have no clue what to title this but I’m just ranting about Squares! Okay soooo, here we go!

Well, I headcanon Squares as being nine. So if you hc him as being older or ship him with anyone non-platonically, I personally don’t agree, I’m not gonna attack you for it, but- I’d rather you to not interact with me? I just, don’t like the idea of him being any older than 9, especially since everyone in the game was like, “This guys a baby?! A toddler?!” I personally call any character who is younger than a teen a baby, so you’ll also need to remember that.

I know you guys’ll probably not like that, especially since it seems a little weird. But I honestly would rather you not interact if you view him older than 9, or ship him with anyone. So, yeah, please respect that wish, okay? I’ll mention his sister Marle, me and my brother hc her as being 21.

And also, Squares wouldn’t hurt anyone willingly. He didn’t even hurt the main cast, but a lot of people make him out to be violent. Sure he said he was gonna erase them, but, that didn’t happen. And likely the only reason he said that was because the heroes where, to him, parasites. Squares thought he needed to erase them in order to fix anything. So that’s what he tried to do.

Yeah sure, you could argue that he hurt Marle when he brainwashed her. But, he loves Marle, she’s his sister, he’d never intentionally hurt her at all. He probably didn’t know that she’d be hurt in any way from brainwashing her! And, the whole forgetting everything thing that happened probably also wasn’t intentional, and even if it was, he only would’ve done it to keep her from turning against him. (I personally believe that the forgetting everything thing that happened to Marle was the writers trying to make players feel pity for her.)

And, you could argue that he’s manipulative, he’s not! The only way he made Marle gather power for him was brainwashing her, that isn’t manipulation. Once she snapped out of the affects she was back to normal. Squares didn’t manipulate her.

The only thing Squares did was hurt himself physically and mentally! He’s not a bad person, sure he merged the worlds and tried to erase everyone, but, that only happened because Marle didn’t teach him. I know Marle isn’t in the wrong either, but she did cause him outburst towards the heroes by neglecting him. She ignored him, she forgot he was an infant.

He literally almost exploded, if the heroes didn’t help him he would have died! He screamed in pain, he couldn’t move, he probably would have cried if the writers weren’t cowards. I hope the next Puyo Puyo game, if they add Squares into it, they let the boy cry! He very much needs it but they seem to think that boys can’t cry! Can someone rewrite the PPT2’s ending exactly how it is but allow Squares to cry? He’s obviously in so much pain, so much pain he’s immobilized! He deserves to cry! (I am just angry, they even made him sound upset! But they didn’t let him cry! Just let Squares cry Sega! He’s an infant, a child, he should cry! It’s only healthy!)

Squares also isn’t overprotective of Marle, in fact, likely Marle is the overprotective one. Squares only reacted how he did in PPT2’s story because he wanted Marle to smile around him again, and the worlds changed and he was scared. He wanted things back to normal. But, he is in no way, shape, or form overprotective.

Squares also wouldn’t use swear words. I get kinda angry when people make him do that, due to personal hc that he’s 9yrs old. Marle obviously would’ve taught him to never do that, and he’d be legally unable to swear.

Also, I hc him as being aromantic & asexual, he physically cannot feel romantic love for anyone or anything. He has no intent of doing anything related to romance, he’s physically grossed out by it. He also has no way to do inappropriate acts with anyone (he also was never taught by Marle, due to him having no way to do them so he doesn’t even know they exist), due to how Marle made him.

I have sooooooo much more I can say but that’s it for this rant, expect more.

#squares puyo puyo #puyo puyo tetris #puyo puyo #ぷよぷよ #puyo puyo tetris 2 #headcanon #hcs #i have more than a billion hcs for him i could write a novel #marle puyo puyo #in mention only

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teenythings · 3 months

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Is it okay if I ask you for a Boyfriend (FNF) and Tankman (Tankmen series) moodboard? as age regressors, BF as a baby and Tankman as a kiddo! It could be a moodboard of both characters or one for each, it doesn't bother me, Thank you if you do and don't worry if you don't!/lh/pos

-💜🎤 anon!

WEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE THIS OMG

i’m gonna do it right when i come home !!!!!!

#heheh i’m trying to make my moodboards and requests separate !#positive caps #pos caps #tw caps #💜🎤 anon #fulfilled request

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nctexto · 5 years

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myrena!!!!! guess what!??? ya girl finessed an a in AB CALC WHOOPWHOOP!!! I now have a 91 and I’m going to literally sonic run to my teacher so she can sign my exemption card bc I’m not about to take that calc final 🙃🙃 ~💛

I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!!!!!! 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚I’m so proud and happy for you!!!Yes, go get out of that awful calc final and never worry about it again!!!(also im lowkey jealous, in my high school an A started at 93 :/ hahaha)

#GOOD JOB LOVELY 💚💚💚💚💚#i either got an 87 or 89 in calc ab... i can't remember #IT'S BEEN 6 YEARS HOLY SHIT #i had calc ab fall semester of senior year which would've been fall 2012 #how the fuck has it been that long oiwhtbufowe #also you used my name im uwetbfiuwes #idk why but people using my name makes my heart soar hahaha #ALSO THAT DRABBLE PROMT YOU SENT IS ADORABLE I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE IT #i probs will over the weekend #preschool is over for the rest of the month now so guess who will actually get some sleep now!!!#weeeeeeeeee okay #CONGRATS AGAIN I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT <3 #asks #anon #ptg anon #💚💚💚💚💚

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absolutebl · 3 years

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So I know the point of your blog is BL but do you think with the increase in BL we'll start seeing more GL? There has historically been decidedly less GL (once you filter out the porn made for straight dudes) and as a queer woman I want more!! Western media doesn't seem to do the same kind of storytelling as Asian BL. Even if Asian BL

aren't always telling queer stories, they are doing romance in a way I haven't seen over here yet (like give me a queer romcom or a queer crime drama Western media! Does it exist)? And I want that for GL.

ASIAN GL

OMG another ask for me to spin into stats. WEEEEEEEEEE!!!! (Thank you!)

I REALLLLLYYYYYY hope so. I WANT THIS SO BAD.

I actually love GL as much as BL, but there just isn’t very much of it. Unfortunately, I don’t think we are going to see much in the future either. So sorry to say, but I can explain. I have data!

But I’ll need to talk about the source materials and why the lack first.

So ready... here we go...

History of GL - Popularity Struggles

So BL comes from Yaoi manga. There is a female version of this, Yuri. Historically, in Japan it is MUCH less popular than Yaoi.

On the other side of the globe at round the same time (late 90s early 00s) there are lesbian-centered queer indie films from the USA, also historically less popular than the gay stuff. Although both really struggled. (There are series too. One could contrast the ratings and viewer numbers of say, Queer as Folk against The L-Word.)

Now, let’s look at the romance literature industry because it is a demographic bellwether for romcoms and romantic films, TV, and web series in general. (More on that in the next section.)

F/F, lesbian, and non-gay queer focused romance novels sell the least within the romance genre. If we divide that genre purely on sales lines, it goes: het, m/m or gay, f/f or lesbian, other forms of queer.

There are exceptions, especially when popular romance het authors branch into ff. But this is not the norm.

Sales Demographics for BL

I’m talking broad brush stroke sales demos here. Please don’t take it personally. This is just following the eyeballs, to the numbers, to revenue generated. The entertainment industry is a commercial industry. It desires to make money first and foremost.

Yaoi, BL, and gay romance has been historically consumed almost entirely by women of a specific age demographic (25-65). Hollywood will occasionally refer to this demographic as the Apple Pie demo (see Lynda Obst’s book Sleepless in Hollywood.) I personally think this demo is skewing younger right now, but I haven’t tunneled into the data because, frankly, there is no point until we return to normal (this post from 2020). I specialize in predictive analysis and what we have right now is a non-predictive culture state. (It definitely skews younger for BL because of the technological barrier to entry - AKA the general need to consume online or illegally.)

Anyway, Apple Pie is ALSO the demo that consumes romcoms and romance novels. This is a powerful consumer demographic for material objects (they do most of the shopping for most households in terms of goods) but historically not a very powerful demographic in terms of entertainment. The Apple Pie has a habit of doing pretty much anything else instead of stopping their lives to watch or read.

When they do get obsessed with a piece of pop culture Apple Pies move mountains, see Twilight. (Which is one of the reasons it’s SO VITAL to have positive representation in these kinds of films, even if only as side characters, Apple Pie is also a powerful voting demographic when it comes to culture change like marriage equality. When I talk about being pro-normalization this is that angle.)

Unfortunately, the Apple Pies are easily distracted and easily placated. Historically they will go along with media that other demographics would rather consume (those demos being children, teens & college age, men age 25-55, and retirees). Teens, college age, and men 25-55 often share similar tastes, they also spend the most on entertainment, and historically dominate the entertainment field’s focus. (See superhero tent pole movies etc...)

Okay so, this means BL is most popular with the Apple Pie demographic. (Particularly over the last year and a half because Apple Pies have been less distracted from pop culture than in prior years. I anticipate watch numbers going down when C19 has been dealt with.) I liken this to the popularity of lesbian porn amongst straight men. There’s fetishization, fantasy, exotic appeal, distancing from an act that one cannot participate in oneself, and whole lot of other psychological things going on here. (No shade. This is a pro sex, pro kink, pro self analysis and self understanding space here.)

BL is also popular with gay and queer identified individuals but there just aren’t as many of us to significantly tilt the scale of watch numbers when pitted against the majority of viewers. Sad but true.

Sales Demographics for GL

GL/lesbian film watchers and Yuri/lesbian/queer romance readers are ALSO members of the Apple Pie demographic. But, in broad brush strokes the only people who actually regularly consume this kind of pop culture are an even smaller wedge of that demo. They are:

women/female identified individuals who identify as lesbians, bisexual, or pansexual

gender non-conforming individuals who identify as queer or within the LGBTQ+ culture

In other words, GL is not consumed by straight identified women and they make up the vast majority of Apple Pie. Yet the Apple Pie is already one of the hardest demos to market to. So GL watchers are the smallest wedge of an already difficult target wedge.

So this is a VERY long way of saying that GL doesn’t have the demographics to be profitable. There just isn’t a big enough audience for it to sell well at volume. There’s basically no market.

Which is not to say we won’t get some GL. It just a long way of saying I don’t see GL ever going the same way as BL.

I would LOVE to eat these words - as if they were apple pie. But I can’t see how a surge in GL popularity and production, demographically speaking, would be possible in the current social make up of consumers.

Here endith the market analysis lesson for today.

All that said...

Some GL that DOES exist

Couple of Mirrors (Chinese - sad end, censored romance)

Dear Uranus (Taiwan - cliff hanger ending)

Friendzone 2: Dangerous Area (Thai - subplot)

The Handmaiden (Korea) THIS MOVIE IS A MASTERPIECE (it comes from Fingersmith, which is also great, and the same author as Tipping the Velvet which is fantastic)

Handsome Stewardess (Taiwan - sad ending)

Hormones 2 (Thai - subplot)

Nevertheless (Korea - subplot) - warning the surrounding het characters are unbearable

Pair of Love (Taiwan)

Pearl Next Door (Pinoy)

Ride or Die (japan) VERY DARK murder lesbians

Transit Girls (Japan) - stepsisters trope

Triple - Do You Want? (Korea) - experimental one act where 3 couples (BL, GL, het) each perform the same first love scene with the same dialogue

Very Complicated (Thai - subplot)

Water Boyy (Thai - subplot)

Yes or No 1 & 2 (Thai)

Ones I haven’t managed to watch yet or dropped

Afraid Of (Korea)

Albino (Japan)

Between The Seasons (Korea)

Butterfly (Hong Kong)

Chasing Sunsets (Pinoy)

Club Friday The Series 12 (Thai)

Diary of Tootsies (Thai)

Girls Love (China)

He's a Woman, She's a Man (Hong Kong)

i STORIES (Thai)

Intimates (Hong Kong)

Jellyfish (Japan)

Joshi-teki Seikatsu (Japan)

Legend of Yun Qian (China)

Life is Peachy (Korea)

Lily Fever (Korea)

Love My Life (Japan)

Love/Juice (Japan)

Love Songs Love Stories: Pae Jai (Thai)

My Dear Friend (Korea)

On Air (Korea)

Our Love Story (Korea)

Out of Breath (Korea)

The Painter of the Wind (Korea)

Spider Lilies (Taiwan)

The Substitute (Taiwan)

We Are Gamily (Taiwan)

White Lily (Japan)

X-LOVE (China)

GL Trends by Country

Like with BL I’d be wary of the stuff out of Japan and China as it has a tendency to go dark.

Hong Kong seems particularly interested in exploring cross dressing and gender identity.

There are more from Korea than I expected and less from Taiwan. Sadly, the Korean stuff is particularly difficult to get hold of internationally.

The Thai stuff is all over the place but sometimes can be cute and sweet.

Here’s @heybisexuals Asian WLW Media Masterpost which is full of tasty links and more information.

This post and list date 2021, GL occurring after this will not appear but MAY be in the comments.

(source)

#asian gl #sales demographics #market analysis #bl demographics #watcher nnumbers #meta analysis #history of gl #history of bl #apple pie demographic #asian wlw #thai gl #korean gl #japanese gl #chinese gl #taiwanese gl #romance genre #romance in film #film industry

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hellizens-aa · 2 years

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Who’s this? It’s a wild Frosty! He hasn’t been out of his house much in a long while, huh? And now he’s wandering out and about through one of Pride’s parks, singing his heart out to himself while his footsteps leave little frosty hoofprints behind thanks to the very thin layer of ice on the bottom of his shoes. Occasionally he reaches out to briefly brush his fingers against the nearby flowers, which almost immediately freeze up after he leaves them behind.

“♪ Could have filled a ga-arden with all the flowers that you ga-ave me. But none of them were o-urs. You know the problem with history: it keeps coming back like we-eed. And when nothing feels eno-o-ough, at least you taught me how to love. How to lo-ove, lo-o-o-o-ove. But he keeps growing back like weeeeeeeeee-e-e-eeeeeed. Baby, just open your eyes to se-ee. He's growing from inside meeeeeeeeeee-e-e-eeeee. And I just don't know what I can do-o. I thought I cut him at the roooooooo-oooooot. Like weeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeds...like weeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeds...like weeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeds...ye-e-eah...ye-e-eah... ♫”

#frosty ... -...#dash commentary allowed ... -...#ok to reblog if replying ic ... -...

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buckybarnesandmarvel · 2 years

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Jumping Universes

Chapter 10

Pairings: Bucky x f!Reader, OC!Daniel x Reader..?

Warnings: Each chapter will have its own warnings.

For this chapter: ANGST, Violence, HYDRA, Cursing

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N lives in the real world (our world). She has loved Marvel for as long as she could remember. Suddenly, when a universe jumping experiment from the 1900s is unearthed, Y/N is one of the billions to volunteer. After miraculously securing a place, Y/N trains for years, non-stop. When she finally gets her chance and it all goes wrong will she be able to adapt or will it all come crashing down?

A/N: WEEEEEEEEEE! I procrastinated for so long, I’m sorry! Also, Sam is like the best wingman ever! Also, the reader’s powers cannot harm her.

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“Hm? Oh, um, I have a date!”

......

Bucky’s heart sank. Was he too late? Had he lost you already?

You had left about half an hour ago. As soon as the door had shut, he sat down on the couch, with his head in his hands and that was where he remained. Your words played over and over in his mind, taunting him.

But it was just a date, right? With Daniel. But still, just a date. You could maybe have hated it. The though made him cheer up, but just for a split-second.

He was truly fucked.

Bucky groaned and heaved himself off of the sofa and made his way to the gym, hoping it would pose as a distraction. He set up the punching bag and set to work.

Around 10 minutes later, Bucky’s only focus was the red object in front of him. His knuckles were sore but he didn’t stop. He poured every emotion bottled up in him onto the battered bag. He only stopped a couple minutes later when Sam called his name from the door. Bucky was so caught up with what he was doing that he didn’t even hear him come in.

Breathing heavily, he trudged towards Sam who started speaking before he even reached him.

“Man, what the hell?”

Now Bucky was confused.

“What?”

“You really just let her go on the date like that?”

“I didn’t ‘just let her’, Sam, she’s a grown woman and I can’t control what she does or doesn’t, even if that means going on a date when I am here suffering because I’m a fucking idiot and in love with her!”

Sam had a smug smile etched onto his face, raising an eyebrow.

“So tell her. Tell her you’re in love with her. Yes, you’re an idiot and yes, you hurt her but if you really love her, then, you should stop her going on that date so she knows. Otherwise, she might get with that Daniel dude and you’ll be moping here forever. So quit throwing a tantrum like a toddler, get your ass up and crash that date!”

Without hesitation, Bucky ran off, letting the works sink in as she changed out of his sweats into something a little more decent. He frantically got the place of your date out of a baffled Wanda. When he decided he was ready, he took a few calming breaths and headed out of the door.

......

You had left the compound, excited yet nervous for the upcoming date. After you got fucked over by Bucky, you were rising up again, ready for something new, although you still hurt.

You guessed it was true, some wounds never heal.

You adjusted your shirt as you sat in the small café, waiting for Daniel. The location seemed a little sketchy at first, a small coffee shop in a secluded back ally, but as you looked around, the place was far from sketchy. The walls were pale pink, except for the brick wall behind the counter, and were decorated with cute floral prints and designs.

Now you were seriously considering coming in a different attire. You were wearing a light grey t-shirt with black jeans and a black leather jacket which matched your gloves. You tapped your fingers nervously against the wooden table. Soon, you saw Daniel walk in, handsome as ever.

He walked towards you, dashing a toothy smile. You stood up, and hugged him.

“Y/N! It’s great to see you!”

“Daniel, it’s great to see you too, how are you!”

“I’m very well, thank you!”

The two of you laughed at your faux, over-the-top greeting as you sat down. No later than a few seconds and the waitress had come over, taking your orders.

Conversation flowed easily with flirty remarks and touches and, before you knew it, 20 minutes passed, just like that. Too engrossed in your conversation, you hadn’t realised that all the other customers had left the café. With perfect timing (in Daniel’s opinion), you headed to the bathroom quickly.

You did your business before splashing a small amount of cold water on your face, although that didn’t take your happiness away. You giggled and smiled widely as you looked in the mirror, though mentally face palming because of your childish antics.

You straightened your top, before pushing open the bathroom door.

You took in your surroundings, your smile dropping.

“What the fuck?”

......

“Daniel, w-what?”

Daniel stood by your table in a fighting stance, gun in hand.

Coincidentally, the gun was pointed at you.

“Y/N! How nice of you to join us again!”

You could feel your breathing pick up as you took a daring step forward when Daniel spoke again, his voice calm, yet sinister.

“Take one more step and I shoot.”

He cocked the gun, automatically making you freeze.

“I know you’re probably confused, but we have no time. Let’s go. Now.”

He grabbed your arm, roughly, and you flinched when you felt the barrel of the gun press against the side of your head.

“I’m not going anywhere with you, asshole.”

You don’t know where the courage had come from, you had a gun to your temple for crying out loud!

You thought Daniel would be mad, but he just laughed, the sound sending a chill down your spine.

“You don’t have a choice, darling. Oh, and one wrong move? HYDRA is right outside the door, waiting to shoot.” He whispered against your ear and you involuntarily shuddered, both at the pet name and the threat.

Part of your brain thought to just follow him. It’s better than ending up killed, right?

But the other half, the irrational half, thought to fight your way out of this. You know what HYDRA is like and what they would probably do to you if you got caught and that would be way worse. Without comprehending what you were doing, you walked a couple steps forwards, along with Daniel, before you quickly slammed your elbow into his sternum, catching him off guard.

The blow winded Daniel slightly, making him loosen his grip on you. You were able to slip away, but he was still blocking the door. He was panting slightly, and before he could say or do anything, you swiftly kicked him in the groin.

“Bitch!” Daniel fell to his knees, hands to his crotch, his gun falling out of his grasp.

When you both realised what happened, you lunged forward in the direction of the gun, at the same time. You got there first, but before your hand could close around it, Daniel grabbed your forearm, twisting it back.

You cried out at the pain in your shoulder as he yanked you up. He pinned the other arm on your back and made you stand up. You kicked him in the knees, which made him release one of your hands. With your free hand, you punched him as hard as you could, in the face and you saw a split in his cheek. Your knuckled were on fire but, nevertheless, you drew back for another blow. His grip was vice-like on your other forearm.

Before you could deliver the blow, however, Daniel took hold of your other hand. You were now facing him, both your hands in his possession. Within a split second, you leaned back and kicked Daniel in the stomach. He let go of both of your hands and you took that as a chance to whip off your gloves.

You didn’t know what was going to happen to him, with the amount of energy you felt, but you couldn’t find it in you to care. You were just about to grab a hold of him, when you heard gunfire from outside, distracting both you and Daniel. Daniel mentioned that the HYDRA team were outside and under his command for this mission, yet no command was made. You peered outside, and you saw a figure fighting the HYDRA team. There were too many of them, and you just hoped they would make it out alive.

Daniel took your distraction as an opportunity. He picked up his gun and the next thing you knew was a piercing sharp pain in your side, the gunshot echoing in the small room. Your hands immediately went to your side, coating them with red. The shock and adrenaline put off the pain. The bullet was still in you, wedged in the flesh under you left ribs.

A second gunshot rang out, this time hitting you in the lower abdomen and you cried out as you fell. Your chest rose and fell, rapidly and your eyes widened when you saw Daniel strut towards you. He was messy and bleeding lightly in some places, yet he took his sweet time reaching you.

He knelt down and with as much strength you could muster, you reached out with bloody hands and placed them on either side of his head. Daniel immediately cried out and stumbled backwards, the smell of burnt flesh filling the room. The smell made you feel nauseous and you fought to keep your eyes open. Daniel lunged towards you again, but before he could, the door burst open and a large figure came strutting in.

Bucky.

......

And he was furious. There was no other way to put it. His anger was almost that of the Winter Soldier’s.

All that happened was that he was on his way to see you. When he reached the café, there were a group of people standing around the place. HYDRA. He recognised them immediately. Fighting his way through the agents, he only had one priority in mind.

Getting to you.

He was onto the last agent, when he heard two loud blasts from inside the shop. His heart sank into his stomach as he thought of the worst. When he heard you cry out, his mind went into overdrive. With one swift hit, he took out the agent in front of him and ran into the café.

He spotted you on the ground, your shirt soaked in blood. He immediately went to Daniel. If this was under any other circumstances, and you weren’t hurt, he would have made Daniel’s death slow, making him suffer, but you needed him. He had to get this over and done with as quick as he could.

His vibranium hand wrapped around Daniel’s neck as he slammed him onto the nearest table. The sound of the metal hitting flesh could be heard over and over again and you flinched from where you lay. Daniel’s protests turned from loud cries then to weak whimpers, then... nothing. Bucky stood over the body for a few seconds, breathing heavily, but immediately turned around when you called his name.

“B-bucky?”

Bucky made his way towards you and knelt down, by your head. He took you into his arms, cupping your face. His hands moved down to your wounds and he cursed.

“Hey, doll, hey. I’m going to need you to keep you eyes open for me ? Can you manage that, honey?”

“Mhm...” Truth be told, you were tired. You wanted to close your eyes and drift off to wherever but you also wanted to try.

For Bucky.

You involuntarily flinched when he applied pressure to your bullet holes. He whispered praises in your ear, making you feel slightly better.

“Your doing great, doll, jus’ keep those pretty eyes open for me, okay?”

“Why are y-you here, Buck?”

“Ssh, doll, don’t worry ‘bout it. That’s a conversation for another time. Now I need you to cooperate with me, here, baby, can you do that for me?”

You didn’t miss the pet name, but ignored it for now and you nodded.

“Great, baby, so I’m going to have to pick you up. It’s going to hurt but I need you to be brave for me, doll. Squeeze my hand as hard as you want.”

He offered you his vibranium hand and you took a hold of it. Bucky gently picked you up and shifted you so you were being held, bridal style, in his arms. You winced and sucked in a breath, the blood leaving your knuckles because of how hard you were squeezing.

“You’re doing great, doll, just stay awake. Please.”

The pain was overwhelming. Your eyelids grew heavier with each passing second. Bucky got up, carefully, and started walking as fast as he could without jerking and hurting you; luckily, the tower was close by.

He was almost there when he looked down at your form. His heart sped up when he saw your closed eyes, you hand limp around his. He was in a state of panic, now running as fast as he could.

“Shit, Y/N, doll, you need to wake up. Please. C’mon Y/N!” Bucky’s voice broke at the end of the sentence. He had reached the tower and was shoutin at anyone in sight.

“Someone! Get her to the medbay. For fuck’s sake, can someone help!”

Dr. Cho was called. She and a few others escorted you, placing an oxygen mask over your face and pressure to the wounds. Bucky raced behind them.

“Barnes. You need to stay here.”

Bucky stopped. He watched you taken into the medbay. His hands and clothes were covered in your blood and soon, everyone was coming up to him.

Steve pulled him in, taking him somewhere more private, even though Bucky protested, claiming he needed to stay with you.

“Bucky, c’mon, I know you want to stay with her, but you need to clean up, you’re covered in blood and you wouldn’t want her to see you like this when she wakes up, would you?”

“But, what if-”

“No, buts, Bucky,” Steve’s firm voice cut in. “She’s strong, she’s going to make it.”

Now, Bucky just hoped Steve was right.

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Thank you for reading. This chapter was a bit angsty but there’s loads of fluff to come! :)

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renohasbigtits · 3 years

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Oh my goodness those Ignis mpreg headcanons were so well written! I really enjoyed them they were really cute, if ya don’t mind me asking could you do Prompto next? I’ll leave all the details up to you but plz give us more uwu

Mpreg Prompto (Final Fantasy 15 Headcanons)

Omg ☺️ I’m glad you liked the Iggy one. Honestly While making the Ignis one, I was thinking about doing a Prompto Mpreg headcanon but I didn’t think someone would ask for a Prompto one.

But I will give the the people what they want!! PROMPTO MPREG!! Expect this to be very silly 🙃

Idk where this takes place, I’ll leave it to your imagination ;) just know that no ones dead! Yay everyone lives!!

One more thing: this does contain Mpreg (Male Pregnancy. Don’t like? Don’t read! Constructive feedback is welcome!)

• He’s a lot of things (being adorable cinnamon roll is one 🥰) but stupid isn’t one of them.

• he’ll noticed 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 how he’s gaining weight and starts to become more insecure (someone hug him pls)

Minor Warning: mentions of eating disorder habits.

• he starts to exercise more but he pushes himself a little to far of what people consider “Normal” and stops eating around people. That caught Ignis’s eye.

• Ignis motherly instincts kick in (Noct ain’t his only kid ya know) he confronts Prompto’s lack of appetite but Prompto doubles down.

• Ignis asks Noctis to, as his Best Friend, To help Prompto. Noctis goes to talk to his Best Friend.

•Noct tries to talk to Prompto about his excessive exercise and seemingly lack of appetite but Noctis’s awkwardness and his unintentional nonchalant attitude, doesn’t help and Prompto just ignores his friends concerns.

•however, one day Prompto passes out while running and is rushed to the hospital.

•it’s only then, he’s given the shocking news; He’s Pregnant! Not just that, he’s already a month Pregnant!

•he’s in shock and disbelief at first. How could that happ-

•oh yeah he had sex (duh)

•to make a long story short, Prompto was at a party, met someone, was getting along great and...well yeah you guess the rest xD (tbh I’m not comfortable or good at describing sex scenes, so I’m not gonna torture you guys 😅)

•after that, Prompto never saw (or heard) from them again.

•Gladio was like “Welp, it least you got laid!”

• meanwhile Noctis and Ignis: 👨‍🦯👨‍🦯

•Now, in a hospital bed, with the news that he’s Pregnant, Prompto feels alone, confused and scared. So he, reluctantly, turns to his friends for help.

•Noctis jaw was on the floor, he wanted it to be a joke. It wasn’t a joke.

•Gladio was: 📉📈📉📈📉📈📉

•Ignis, being the most calmest and levelheaded, tells Prompto to try to contact the baby’s other parent (can you tell I’m trying to be gender neutral? What can I say I love my he’s, she’s, and they’s 🥰)

•this, however, proves to be a colossal failure, since Prompto doesn’t even remember their name!

•Out of stress Prompto begins to cry :’(

• Noctis finally sees the seriousness of the situation, promises his best friend to help him and be there for him.

•Ignis and Gladio as well! Yay Grandma and Grandpa!...I mean Uncles!!!

•One Month: Prompto begun to eat correctly again. He’s lucky that the baby wasn’t harmed.

•this poor boy...gets sick a lot!!

•morning sickness is his worst enemy!!!

• “Now I know what my Mom went through...”

• he has the most RANDOM cravings...poor Ignis.

•he has to make the weirdest shit for Prompto!

•it least he’s eating it, so it’s worth it...kinda.

•Noctis is very protective of his friend. He knows people can be... judge mental.

•if anyone gives Prompto weird looks or glares.

•Oh Hell No!

•Noctis ain’t having none of it!!

•he’ll glare at them back! “What? What the hell are you staring at?!”

•He almost fought someone.

•Gladio had to stop him, he’s making Prompto cry (and that shit ain’t acceptable)

•Ignis just sighs. (Being a single mother is hard guys)

• Second Month: Prompto’s belly keeps gets bigger. He proud and nervous. He feels like he’s getting fat.

•The Doctor assures him that he’s not getting fat, he’s womb is getting bigger, which means the baby is growing fine.

•plus his friends are the best support system!!!

•lris gets him baby clothes, baby toys, etc.

•you better believe he’s taking pics of his baby bump.

•not just because it’s adorable, but because he wants to document it! He wants to scrapbook it!! It’s one of his biggest projects and he wants it to be perfect!

•Third Month: he has to buy new clothes ;-; he’s already outgrowing the ones he has!

• Prompto’s insecurity: 📈📈📈

•Noctis still tries to fight ANYONE who even looks at Prompto.

•Even Gladio gets annoyed with Noct fighting people and arguing with security to not kick them out.

•”Noct stop trying to fight people or your getting nothing but vegetables!!!”

•oh and you just know Prompto is gonna buy some Chocobo plushies, he’s kid is gonna love Chocobo’s as much as he does!

•55% of the baby supplies is Chocobo related.

•Fouth Month: This is it. He finds out the baby’s gender!

•it takes a while cuz the baby was an awkward position.

•”poor little guy, he must feel uncomfortable as much as I do.”

•”she’s actually a girl, Prompto. Congrats it’s a Girl!”

•”AAHAHAAHAH! IT’S A GIRL!” lris had to scream that where Noctis, Gladio and “I haven’t had my Coffee yet” Ignis could hear.

•THAT’S IT! I’M MAKING IT’S A GIRL CAKE!!

•that’s how they celebrate the announcement of the baby’s gender.

•Noct wouldn’t admit it but he’s really excited to be an Uncle.

•Gladio and Ignis as well.

•however, Prompto does not have much experience with taking care of Babies, so he starts practicing.

•for the next couple months, he training to take care of baby.

•he gets better but he fears he won’t be a good father (or mother) to his unborn Daughter.

•he doesn’t want her to feel what he felt growing up; loneliness.

•he promises her that he’ll never let her feel alone. He wants her feel loved and safe.

Eight Months: She’s already kicking. Literally!

•Seriously, She’s the most active baby the Doctor’s ever seen!

•let’s hope she won’t be too energetic....

•lris decides to make a baby shower for Prompto. The plan is simple:

•Ignis makes the food. (So many new Recipeh’s)

•Noctis keeps Prompto distracted. It’s not that hard as it sounds, he takes Prompto to a Chocobo farm!

•all tho, Prompto can’t ride the Chocobros cause he might fall and hurt himself and his unborn daughter, but he’s really enjoying himself. The plan is going smoothly.

•meanwhile Gladio decorates with the material he’s given because Iris doesn’t trust him to bring his own.

•it’s small and not many people came but hey! It’s the thought that that counts.

•Noct gets a text to bring Prompto to the party. The plan is going great!

•Prompto was so moved by all the hard work and the effort his friends made, that he balled his eyes out.

•it went great! They eaten the delicious food (THATS IT! GRANDMA IGNIS ACTIVITY!)

•the gifts were adorable ☺️

•Noct’s gift (note: lris had to drag Noct to a baby store, so she and Noct could get a gift. Much to Noct’s embarrassment) was Rare Black Chocobo plush!

•it was so cute! (In a dark way)

•Gladio’s was an adorable baby book. (He would have gotten a book about Chocobos but they didn’t have any ;-;)

•Ignis’s was a strange one. It was a coffee maker.

•”Iggy...why would I need this l?”

•”Cause your gonna be up all night.”

•believe me. Ignis knows all to well.

•lris’s gift was an Moogle Plush.

•It went amazing! (Prompto got to take some left overs home)

•Nine Month: The last month. The doctor was put Prompto on bed rest. Don’t walk around too much, try to stay hydrated.

•Noctis has to come over to look after Prompto during the last days of his Pregnancy.

•to say Prompto is nervous would be an understatement!!

•he’s sooo scared to feel what labor is like. He knows it’s extremely painful. Yeah he’s having a c-section but....

•Wait! WHAT WILL THE C-SECTION FEEL LIKE?!?!?

•he wouldn’t have to wait long...

•during the night, Prompto was having a hard time sleeping, due to some back pain (you know where this is going...)

•trying to get up, Prompto feels something wet.

•”NOCT!”

•”what I was drea-“

•”Prompto...did your water break?!”

•”I-I don’t know!!”

•unsure what to do, Noct (panicking) calls Ignis.

•”IGGY! I THINK PROMPTO’S WATER BROKE? MAYBE? I DON’T KNOW!”

•”Noct, how about you call the midwife?” Said Ignis calmly. (Let me know if you got that joke 😉)

•Noct calls the midwife, she tell him to bring Prompto to the hospital.

•(weeeeeeeeee wooooooooooo 🚑)

•They figure out pretty quickly that, the baby is coming NOW!

•poor Noct, sitting in the waiting room with a pajama top on and unclean pants (no shoes btw) hoping that it would go well and nothing happen to Prompto and his niece.

•after for what seems like forever, A nurse comes out with a small bundle in his arms.

•”He wanted you to hold her.”

•Noct was stunned. In his arms with Prompto’s baby girl!

•and she was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen!

•this tiny little thing, has his blond hair, blue eyes, even his freckles! She was the cutest thing ever!!

•Noct even shed a tear. He’s definitely not telling anyone about that.

30 Minutes Earlier

•Prompto just woken up. He passed out after he heard her cries.

•now, waking up; he wants to see his baby girl.

•once he sees her again, he basically falls in love all over again.

•Crying while her eyes were looking at his.

•”Hi there...nice to meet you.”

•She cooed in response. OMG.

•everyone else fell in love with her too.

•”She’s Adorable.”

•”hard to believe she’ll grow up so big.”

•she was basically welcome with open arms.

•over the years, shes basically a mini version of Prompto with a bit of a shy streak.

•he takes so.many.pics that she becomes camera shy.

•She LOVES chocobos and love to ride them with her Daddy ^^

•Noct is basically her second favorite person. She’s almost always falling asleep on him. He’s not complaining tho.

•btw, that Black Chocobo toy? It’s her absolute favorite.

•Ignis has to be her third favorite.

•she always refers to him as Mama Iggy. Much to Iggy’s embarrassment.

•She likes helping him cook. She’s a little mini helper and even passes out food. Ignis greatly appreciates the help.

•Gladio gives the best piggy back rides!

•she helps him a little with his exercise.

•Prompto and his Daughter are the closest you’ll ever see.

•she’s his rock and he’s her Father.

•When he finds out his origins and his “Father” he doubt downs to make sure he’s never like him. Period.

•After Noct disappears, She’s helps him get ready for Noctis’s eventual return.

•while getting stronger herself.

•When Noctis returns (and brings back the light) he’s shocked and happy to see that Prompto’s Daughter, has not changed much (besides age)

•she now helps around the Citadel.

•Prompto? Well

•Prompto is truly great full for having his daughter in his life.

•”Hey D/N?”

•”Yeah Dad?”

•”I love you.”

•”I love you too Dad.”

OMG! I did not expect this to be fucking long! 😅 well I hope I did this Justice. To who requested this, I hope you loved it!

I guess it turned more serious than silly huh? Welp, I still hoped you guys liked it!

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thiswaycomessomethingwicked · 3 years

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‘It’s Nazgul,’ Boromir says.

‘Surely not,’ his uncle frowns. ‘Sauron wouldn’t send them about without cause.’

And what good causes are there - the world is abounding in good causes, he thinks. He alone is a good cause, if the Dark Lord thinks he has the ring. Or maybe, since he’s returned, the Dark Lord thinks Denethor has the ring. That would be cause for concern, indeed. Mithrandir’s movements are also good cause. Sauron will know the wizard of old and will assume that he is working with all his might against the will of Mordor. And who knows what is happening in Rohan. Anything could be going on up there, considering who remains in that country.

Boromir: Nazgul are out a’hunting. Could be because of me, Gandalf, Aragorn, my father ... what ever hot nonsense is happening in Rohan. Gods that country is messy.

Imrahil: .

Boromir: Eomer is always ready to rumble. Like, hair’s breath away from brawling with Sauron himself. Almost tried to fight Gimli over whether or not Galadriel was an evil witch. Legolas is just freakily licking rocks for magic at any given moment. My boyfriend is chilling with the undead. Eowyn is positively vibrating with a desire to murder lots of things. Grima’s doing fuck knows what with some freaky god with no eyes. Saruman is under house arrest by a bunch of giant trees. Pretty sure I saw Theodred’s ghost like ten times. Gundahar sleeps with any skirt that walks past him and has about 500 husbands out for his blood.

Imrahil: I-

Boromir: I have absolutely no idea how Theoden is holding it together up there.

Theoden: Bold of you to assume I am.

Entirety of Rohan piled on a tricycle going down hill without breaks: Weeeeeeeeee

#Boromir is like: LET ME UNLOAD ON YOU UNCLE #LOTR #lord of the rings #rohan #gods bless the horse lords #cycles of song #boromir defense squad #imrahil

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love-pyramus · 4 years

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Soulless -RP Davey x Elmer x Darcy

Weeeeeeeeee, uh, few warnings. Shitty friends, a few curses, a few panic attacks, Davey gets beat up, blood mentions, and yea! That’s it!

@withsome-payback @luv-ya-hun @ijustfellupthefrickinstairs @brooklyn-is-here I did thing!

WC: 1386

“You’re soulless?” Davey nodded, listening to his “friends” words. “So, you’re a freak.” Davey nods. “Yeah.” His friends talked more, listing off more reasons. “Better than having two soulmates, fucking disgraces.” Davey sighed. “I mean, it’s better off for everyone, no one has to have to deal with him.” Davey sighed, curling in on himself and sinking into his hoodie. He continued working on the assignment, writing down multiple variations of the answers, knowing he’d have to use them for his friends.

Davey walked into his new school, keeping his head down. He was nervous as he walked into the office, and met the guy who’d be showing him around. “Jack Kelly.” The boys says, holding out his hand. Davey sticks out his own and shakes it. “David Jacobs.” “David...you got soulmates?” Davey shakes his head quickly, the lie slipping past his lips easily. “Soulless.” Jack nods. “That’s alright. Cmon Davey, I’ll show you around, and then I’ll introduce you to my friends.” He follows Jack around, and to his classes, a little unsure of why everyone is being kind to him. For their own gain? It was probably some extra credit, show the new “soulless” kid around. “You don’t look so good Davey. Everything alright?” Jack asks, noticing. “Yeah, everything’s fine.” Another lie he was used to telling. Jack nodded and didn’t push it. “Davey, these are my friends.” He went around talking to them, and his breath hitched when he met Elmer and Darcy. “Excuse me for one second.” He says. He runs to the bathroom and splashes water onto his face. “Davey? What’s wrong?” Jack asks, following him. “I’m not soulless, and those two are my soulmates but I can’t tell anyone because I’m not out and I can’t face it and-“ Davey is cut off by the inability to breathe. He holds onto both sides of the sink and takes large gasping breaths. “Hey, hey, deep breaths,” Jack says, placing a hand on his back. “It’s ok, deep breaths.” Davey continued to take heaving gasps until he managed to get it under control. “There you go,” Jack encourages, “Darcy and Elmer are your soulmates?” Jack asks. Davey nods, unable to talk. “And you can’t face coming out?” Another nod. “How long have you pretended to be soulless?” “Over-over a year,” Davey manages. Jack nods. “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t want.” Jack says, rubbing his back comfortingly. “You won’t?” Davey asks, counting his breaths. “No, that’s for you to do in your own time.” Davey nods again, loosening his grip on the sink. “You’re ok,” Jack whispers. Davey nods one more time, splashing water on his face. “Cmon, let's go meet everyone.” Jack says, putting an arm around Davey. The two walk back, Davey shaking his head a bit, but working through the introductions. “You’re really soulless?” Elmer asks, looking at him. Davey nods, showing his ‘blank’ wrists. Elmer looks at them confused, and then back at Darcy. “How does that happen? Someone being soulless?” He asks. Darcy shrugs and looks to Davey, who doesn’t have an explanation either. “I just happen to be one of the unlucky ones.” He says, shrugging. Elmer nods.

“You just move here?” Darcy asks as they walk out of school. Davey nods. “Yeah, got here a few days ago.” “Do you need help unpacking?” Darcy asks. Davey thinks about the massive amount of stuff he still has to unpack, but shakes his head. “No, it’s ok.” Darcy gives him a disbelieving look. “Cmon, are you sure?” Darcy asks. Davey sighs. “Fine.” Darcy gives him a smile. “I just...there’s a box filled with notebooks...could you avoid that one?” Davey asks, fiddling with his sleeves. Darcy and Elmer nod. “Yeah, course.” Darcy says. The boxes labeled there all have David written in big bold letters. “Your full names David?” Darcy asks, looking at his own wrists. “Hm? Oh, yeah.” Davey answers

“Seriously, we built a tower as tall as me for a project once.” Davey says, grinning. “What’d you guys get on it?” Elmer asks. “A 100.” Davey answers. The three had gone out for ice cream after school. “Can I...can I ask about being soulless?” Elmer asks. Davey nods. “Yeah, go ahead.” “Is it possible for you to enter relationships? Like with another soulless person, or with a soulmate who wants you?” Elmer says. Davey thinks for a bit. “I guess. But soulless people are pretty rare, so those odds are slim, and we’re unlovable, supposedly.”

Davey groaned as his head made contact with the wall, closing his eyes. “Ow…” He mutters. He touches his hand to his hand to his head, eyes widening as they come away sticky with blood. He pulls out his phone, calling Darcy. “Davey? What’s up?” Darcy asks, picking up after the second ring. “I...uh...someone beat me up for being soulless, and my heads bleeding.” Davey answers. Darcy nods. “Where are you?” He asks. “An alley next to my apartment.” Davey says. He sits against the wall, listening to Darcy talk. “I see you, I’m going to hang up, ok?” Darcy asks. Davey hums in response, not really noticing when Elmer and Darcy help him up and into a car. “We’re going to the hospital, and then we’re taking care of you with whatever the doctor says.” Elmer says, sitting in the back with him. “You don’t have to take care of me.” Davey says, his words gaining a slur. “We want to.” Darcy says, looking back at him. Davey nods, leaning against Elmer. “Hey, you can’t sleep yet.” Elmer says. “‘M tired though.” He mutters. “I know. You don’t sleep enough.” Elmer replies, keeping him awake.

Elmer and Darcy sat in the room as Davey went through the testing for a concussion. The doctor turned to them, and explained how to take care of him, what he’d need, and what he couldn’t do for the next few weeks. The two helped him out, and back into the car. “You can’t sleep for a few hours, so we need to think of things to do.” Darcy says to Davey. Said boy nodded, leaning against Elmer. When the three got to the apartment, one of the notebooks was on the bed. “What’s in there?” Elmer asks. Darcy shoots him a look but doesn’t interfere. “Some stuff. My old friends, their soulmates, wondering what my soulmates are like.” Darcy and Elmer share a confused look. “But...you’re soulless?” Darcy says, but it’s more a question. “I pretend to be. Not out, so it’s easier.” Davey admits. He wipes at his wrists, showing the two names written. “I love them, and I want to stop pretending, but I’m scared.” Elmer and Darcy both look at each other, shocked. “You’re our soulmate.” Darcy finally whispers. Davey gives no indication he had heard, putting the notebook away.

A few weeks later, Davey was cleared of all the concussion symptoms, and him, Elmer, and Darcy were hanging out in his room “Davey, do you remember much of the first day?” Elmer asks. Davey shakes his head. “Nothing much after the doctors visit.” Davey admits. “Well...you...you told us something…” Elmer says. Davey tilts his head, questioningly. “You told us...you told us that you aren’t soulless-” Davey's breath catches in his throat. “-and that we’re your soulmates. You showed us the soulmarks.” Everything begins to feel too tight. “Davey, Davey it’s ok,” Elmer says, trying to get through to him. Everything was muffled to Davey, his room felt too small, like everything was closing in on him as he curled into himself. Darcy put his hand on Davey's shoulder, hating the sob and flinch that came with it. “Davey, it’s ok, I promise.” The boy didn’t respond, and so Elmer went behind him and pulled him into him, trying to help him regulate his breathing, hating how he could feel the violent trembles. After a time, Davey’s sobs reduced to hiccups, and the trembling calmed. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles. “It’s ok. You’re ok. We’re ok.” Darcy says. Davey moves off Elmers lap, sitting against the wall, and looks at the two when they sit on either side of him. “We’re soulmates. It’s what we do.” Elmer says. Davey smiles slightly, wiping his tears. “Yeah...soulmates.”

#Newsies RP #RP Davey #Davey x Darcy x Elmer #Davey x Darcy #Darcy x Elmer #Davey x Elmer

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