#i'm being absolutely genuine in this like i LOVE forests in movies.

[roses-for-readers]

Hello, this is my first time requesting something and i was kinda nervous and i have a few ideas in mind.

But i was wondering if you can write an avatar x maleficent readeri don’t see many of these and i would like something different, and love your writing (if you can’t thats totally fine) thx

This was such a cute idea that I had immediately started it once I got this request! I kinda did a style of the movies still exists and it's not just a random occurrence in the universe. I cut this off to have a nice and fluff type ending but with the opportunity to do a part 2 with heavy angst. And if you want one with the second movie, like it's a growth from this one, just let me know.

Finding Home ~Avatar x Maleficent! Reader

Warnings: Small injuries and a miscommunication that almost causes a fight (Tsu'tey doesn't understand human friendship dynamics)

Masterlist

Being born with wings was definitely a surprise when everyone in the delivery room when I was born. Especially when I later began to grow horns with each passing month. I could only imagine everyone's surprise when they all found out I was exactly like the Disney character Maleficent. That the story wasn't as fictional as everyone had once thought.

Growing up I had idolized the movies of her, ecstatic that I was unique just like she was. Though their were difficulties with my uniqueness as I got older. It was harder to breathe normally compared to someone that had regular problems when I had come to be about 6.

Mom worked with the RDA as a researcher, so they were willing to take a look at me to see what might be wrong. They finally came to the conclusion it was because of the lack of natural forests with fresh air. This caused me to have to use a special inhaler at least 3 times a day. But it was also a discovery that changed my life because I got to meet Grace.

"You know, I'm going to a special place. A different planet that's supposed to have a lot of trees and all kinds of animals and flowers. I think it's just the place you need to truly thrive. Do you like that idea?"

That's what led me here 21 tear years later, technically 15 if cryosleep isn't counted. A botanical expert that would be working alongside Grace and the other members of the Avatar program.

During the safety briefing, I could feel everyone staring at me. But I had become used to it and just focused on the information that was being given to us. Feeling anxious to see Grace again after so long since I first and last saw her.

After the meeting was over, I got ushered along with a Norm and Jake to go and meet up with Grace. I had a small bounce in my step as I walked along with them, not even noticing the weird looks.

"I just gotta ask. What's with the wings and horn things? You like dressing up in them or something?"

"Jake!"

I chuckled softly at the question, casually looked over at the both of them as Jake just waits for an answer as Norm looks absolutely mortified. Stretching my back slightly, I lift one wing up to hang over his had for a second. Smirking at the look of pure awe on both of their faces. "That good enough for you?"

"Holy shit," Jake softly laughed out as he stared at them for a few more seconds before shaking his head. "Now I've seen it all."

"No, I don't think you have yet." I look ahead as we get to the control center of the Avatar program. A smile spreading across my face as I take in all the technology around us, focusing mostly on the screens that were playing overhead.

The sound of one of the pods opening drew my attention away to across the room. A genuine smile coming across my face as I saw her sitting up from the machine, Dr. Grace Augustine.

Grace spoke to some of the other researchers before she turned to look at all of us. I had to keep myself from jumping in to hug her when she turned her focus to me.

Taking in my appearance, she had a small grin as she reached out and affectionately cupped my chin. "Look at how much you've grown. I don't even recognize that little kid that used to carry around a stuffed Maleficent toy like it was a part of you. I'm glad you got to join the program, (Y/n)."

"Thank you, Dr. Augustine," I bashfully reply, feeling ecstatic that she even remembered my name from one interaction years ago. "I'm grateful for the opportunity to be here and working alongside you."

"Always the modest one. That's one of the things I admired about you." She playfully shook my head before finally letting go. Her face becoming a little more stern as she looked at Jake and Norm. Speaking a little more firmly with them.

Letting her words fade into the background, I look back over at all monitors that sit in the center of the room. Marveling at the images that were showing up along with the graphs and how quickly they changed every few seconds.

"They update in real time, you know." I turn my head over to see a guy with glasses standing there with a smile. Pointing up at one of the screens, he continues, "The graphs and the numbers. They help us monitor the vitals of everyone while they are in the pods."

I let out a small 'oh' in understanding as I look back at the monitors for a couple more moment before looking back at him. Holding my hand out, I begin to introduce myself, "I'm (Y/n)."

"I heard," he chuckled out as he took hold of my hand. "My name's Max. I help track the vitals of everyone. And I'm sure everyone heard your name earlier. Grace has never been that nice to anyone before, except for the children."

"Children?" I give him a questioning look as I drop his hand. "They have children here on the base?"

"No, the Na'vi children. Oh, I bet that they are going to love you when they get a look at you." Max's eyes widen when he realized what he had said. Opening and closing his mouth as he tries to find something else to say.

"(Y/n), follow me. Time for a little academic show around." Grace calls out as she begins to head out the door with the men close behind.

Turning back to look at Max one last time, I raise my hand with another smile as I walk away. "I hope your right about that."

I lightly jog to catch up with the group as Grace leads us through the series of hallways until she pushes open a set of doors. When we enter, the first thing I noticed was the dim lighting and blue tint that almost glowed around us. The second thing was the glass tubes that held our Avatars.

Grace placed a hand on my shoulder before leading me to a specific pod off towards the back of the room. Speaking softly when we get closer, "It will take a little longer for you to get your Avatar than the others. It decided to pick up a few extra strands in your DNA that we used."

I stare in awe as I stand in front of the tank, noticing what she had meant. There laid a Na'vi body with features just like mine. Along with a small set of horns and wings that were still developing to fit the rest of the body. Stepping closer, I set my hand on the glass as I smile down at the body. "It's beautiful."

Grace stood beside me with one arm around my shoulders as she put her other hand on the glass with me. "Just like you."

While I didn't have the Avatar body, Grace still let me tag along during the research expeditions. Just as long as I promised to keep my inhaler on my person and my mask stayed on at all times if I didn't need to use it. Just because she wanted to test out the theory of me potentially being able to breathe the air here slowly and in a controlled environment.

We were carefully walking through the forest to a spot where Grace had decided to get some new samples from earlier. There wasn't much talk as we took in the sight of living plants in front of us. Or at least me and Norm were mostly focused on them.

"So, are you able to fly with your wing? Or do they not work for that?" I turn my head up to see Jake staring back at with a confused look on his face.

"I can, but not very well. There weren't many places that I could do something like that back on Earth," I casually explain to him before looking around back around at the area around us.

Grace kneels to the ground around some roots in a tree as she begins to get the equipment ready with Norm as she guides him on what to look for with the images that showed on the screen. I tried to pay attention as I looked down, but I saw Jake walk away out of the corner of my eye.

Following after him, I see him interacting with a different kind of plant. The moment he touched it, it retracted towards the ground as a defense mechanism. I smiled as I watched him do it again with the same result. We both laughed slightly until all of them went to the ground to reveal a small group of the native animals.

We both hold our breaths as one of them gets closer to us. Grace comes running over with Norm as she calls out to Jake. "Don't move. It's only a defense tactic. Just stand your ground."

I watched as he stared down the creature until I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Slowly turning my head around and up, I saw a different animal with sharp fangs staring down at me. I held my breath out of fear as it looked over at Jake and let out a low growl. Jumping over the both of us, it stared down at Jake as he took a step back.

"What do I do with this one?" Jake called over to Grace as he locked eyes with the predator in front of us.

It let out another low growl when Grace called back, "Definitely run!"

I barely processed the fact that Jake had turned around to start running. I let out a small scream as he lifted me over his shoulder. I held onto his shoulder as I helplessly watched as the creature chase after us through the dense forest.

Suddenly Jake came to a halt which caused me to look over to see we had gotten to a cliff edge near a waterfall. "What are you doing?! Go!"

"Can you swim?!"

"Fucking jump!" I apparently didn't have to tell him a second time when a deafening roar sounded through the trees. He pulled me down to his chest and jumped down as he stiffened his body. I wrapped my wings tightly around us right before we hit the surface.

Water rushed past us for a few seconds before Jake began to swim upward. Pushing away from him to start swimming myself, we raise our heads over the surface. Jake gasped for air as we both look to see the creature slowly walk back into the forest.

I let out a small sigh as we swim over to the shore and check for any injuries. I glare at Jake after making sure I was fine from the fall. My voice laced with a subtle anger when I say, "'Can you swim'?"

Jake looks at him as he raises a hand as he backs away. "I was trying to make sure you would be safe if we-"

"Can you swim!? Can you fucking swim!? That's the first thing you thought of!? Not, 'is your mask waterproof' or 'is the thing catching up'! You could have thrown me and I would have flown down while you jumped if you were that worried! But 'can you swim' was all you could think of!?"

"You know," Jake began talking as he turned around and started to walk through the forest, "you are very angry for someone that looks like a Disney character."

"She was a villain to begin with anyways. Maybe you should watch your back Sully." I continue to glare at his back as I walk behind him deeper into the forest.

He looks over his shoulder with a smile as he takes in my disheveled appearance. Trying his hardest to hold in his laughter as he shrugged. "Grace wouldn't let you."

"Grace isn't here," I whisper to myself as we continue to walk. I hear noises of unknown animals from deep in the forest. Despite being mad at Jake, I quicken my pace to be walking beside him. Looking up at the trees, a strange feeling coming over my body as I scan the leaves overhead. "Jake..."

"I know," he mumbled as he carefully scans the trees as well. Reaching a hand out, he gently takes hold of my arm and pulls me to his side. "I feel the eyes too."

"Where are they? What are they?" I hold onto his arm as I start to breathe a little erratically. Using my free hand to rub at my chest as I begin to cough.

"Hey, hey. Calm down there. We'll be okay." Jake looks down at me as he stops walking. Kneeling down a little as his hand goes to my soaked bag. "You need your inhaler 3 times a day, right? You haven't used it since breakfast. Let's get it out and take a deep breath. Can you get it out?"

I nod my head as I let him take the bag off my shoulder. Trying to take a few shaky breaths as I begin to rummage through everything that I had packed. Quickly grabbing hold of the inhaler the moment I uncover it from under everything else. Pulling it out as I shake it lightly as I look at Jake. He gives a small nod, which help my nerves as I bring my free hand to my mask. Pulling it up just enough, I bring my inhaler up to my mouth and take a deep breath. Pulling it away almost immediately to secure my mask back into place with a deep breath.

Jake rubs my shoulder as he waits for me to catch my breath. Giving me an encouraging nod as holds my bag open as I put my inhaler back inside. "There we go. Come one, we need to keep moving. It's going to be night in a few hours and we need to find a place to spend the night."

I nod my head again as I look back at the trees above. Taking my bag back from him and securing it on my shoulder before we began to get on our way once again.

The sun had went down just a little over an hour ago. The sounds of multiple animals circling around us was all that I could hear as Jake began to sharpen a stick. I anxiously look around the trees to try and find where the animals might come from, but they just kept circling around just past our line of sight.

"(Y/n), look at me," Jake speaks in a slightly stern voice as he grabs my arm. As I look at him, I see the fear in his eyes at the situation. But he keeps his composure as he keeps talking as if he wasn't to begin with. "If anything happens, if I tell you to run, you forget about me and get out of here. You fly up and get into a tree until morning when Grace will come back and find you. You look after yourself and I know that you'll be fine. Do you understand?"

I quickly nod my head to show that I understood. I was going to say something to him, something about how it wouldn't have to come to that, but the words stopped short as the bushes right beside us rustle. I can't even fully comprehend it before Jake began to push me away in the opposite direction as we started running again.

We didn't run for long until the animals began to circle us in. I ended up with my back pressed against a tree as the dog like creatures snapped their teeth at Jake. I shut my eyes as soon as he begins to fight off the creatures. I didn't want to watch if he potentially had to kill a few of them before they hopefully ran off somewhere else.

Just as soon as everything got crazy, everything went quiet. I hesitantly opened my eyes to see Jake on the ground as a Na'vi woman kneels down to one of the creatures. Though I couldn't quite make out what she was saying, I could tell she was mumbling a prayer for the creature. That act alone made me look down and away from her, remembering how Grace told us of how sacred life was to the people.

Jake apparently wasn't informed of that or didn't remember as he tried to get closer to her, reaching out and touching her shoulder as he repeatedly tried to thank her. I had to keep from laughing as she swung her bow and hit Jake right in the face. I didn't do that good of a job as she looked over at me with a small hiss before turning around and running into the forest.

Jake quickly got off the ground and followed after her. I didn't even have the chance to protest as he called out from over his shoulder. "Come on (Y/n)."

I quickly made sure my bag was still closed, I ran after the both of them. Though it was a little harder considering that they were larger and more physically equipped to be jumping around the limbs of the trees.

"Hey, wait up!" Jake called out to the Na'vi as we got to a tree that was decently high up from the ground. He had just caught up to her when she turned around to face him.

"Away. Both of you," she spoke in a quiet tone, but the disdain was evident as she looked between the both of us. Getting so close in Jake's space that he took a step back and almost slipped. I held my breath as I watched Jake try to reason with her, even blocking me from her view by steeping to the side just slightly.

I tried to keep focused on the situation, but something moved closer to us out of the corner of my eye. Turning my head out of fear that another creature had followed us. But to my surprise there were small plant like things floating in the air. Slowly getting closer to us before most of them began to land on Jake. A hand full of them remained floating in the air nearby. Hesitantly, I reach a hand out to them, watching in awe as it slowly landed on my open palm. I laughed softly as it gently tickled my skin while the others continued to float around us.

After a few moments, they began to float away from us. I turned towards Jake with a huge grin at what had just happened. My gaze quickly turns curious as I see the Na'vi looking at us both in awe as well.

She looked between me and Jake before she beckoned us with a wave of her hand. "Follow me. Come now."

Jake looked like he wanted to protest her sudden change in heart, but I lightly pushed against his back to get him to follow her. With a sigh, Jake quickly began to chase after her with me following close behind.

We continue running across the tree limbs that seem to stretch on for eternity. Anxiety and anticipation coursing through my veins as the three of us go deeper into the forest.

"Where are we even-" Jake stops in the middle of his question as something comes in contact with his legs. I watch in horror as he violently falls down to the forest floor.

"Jake!" I call out as I lean over to see if he was injured. But I was forced to stop short as something wrapped around my chest. Throwing me off balance as I fall down to the ground as well, landing just a few feet from Jake. The impact leaves me disoriented as my head hits just lightly against a rock that was barely uncovered from the dirt.

I blink away the blur that comes into my vision as yelling sounds from almost every direction. A pair of hands lifts me up before one removes itself. My body tensing up entirely as I feel a sharp, cold blade carefully press right in between my shoulder blades.

Glancing over at Jake, I see he was in a similar situation with a knife pressed against his neck as they held him by his queue. But my attention quickly shifts again when the Na'vi who seems to be the leader of our ambush committee comes forward. He jumped down from his mount as he began to stalk over to Jake.

When he got just a few feet from Jake, the woman jumped down from the branch. Effectively blocking his path as the two of them began to argue between the two of them. I wasn't able to catch most of what they were saying due to how my head was throbbing due to the fall. What I could tell was that he wasn't happy with our presence and she mentioned something that involved their Tsahik.

The conversation came to a quick halt as the leader got back onto the horse like creature. He gave a short order to the rest of the group, which caused the Na'vi that were holding us to pull us to our feet. The sudden movement caused my head to spin so much that my stomach churned. I kneeled back to the ground before lifting up my mask, throwing up what little content I had in my stomach. Barely having enough time to secure my mask back on before the Na'vi begin to force me to my feet once again.

"Kehe!" The tugging on my arms stops when the woman calls out to them. They quickly let go of me when she pushes them away. She gently grabs my face with a small frown as she turns it to the side. Her voice is soft as she ghosts her fingers over a spot on the side of my head. "You are hurt. Let me help you to Hometree. You will get treated once we are there."

I don't stop her when she awkwardly wraps her arms around my body. Being tentative not to touch at the base of my wings too much as she lifts me up. I close my eyes with a small sigh as I slowly grasp at her words. My voice hardly a whisper when I ask, "We're going to Hometree?"

She shushes me as she begins to run with the rest of the group. I hold onto her with a small whine from the motions, even if I wasn't seeing the sights that were passing us by.

Before long, the movements came to a stop as soft murmuring echoed around us. I open my eyes to see that we had finally made it to the Hometree of the Omatikayan people. Many of them gathered around as the group came to the center.

I gently get set down near Jake, leaning into his side as I sway just slightly on my feet. I take another breath as I hear a conversation happening between the woman and another member of the clan. Making out just bits of what each of them were saying in the broken haze of focus that I had.

"What is he saying?" Jake's voice sounds out like a sore thumb when he asks the question. Though I couldn't tell if he was asking me solely or if it extended to the woman as well.

"My father is deciding on whether to kill you both or not." I frown at the blunt explanation she gave at the question. I barely even had time to register that information when I felt Jake move slightly before yelling sounded and I got jostled around.

My eyes immediately shot open at the motion as my wings stretched out in a defensive manner. This had caused more yelling as Jake pulled me closer to his side. But all the noise stopped when another voice calls out for silence. Everyone shifts their gaze over to see the Tsahik stepping into the center of the circle.

I blink away at the dizziness that I feel when she stands in front of us. Taking a deep breath, I bring my hand up to my forehead as I do my best to greet her without messing up the pronunciation.

When I lifted my gaze back up to her, she had a small grin on her face. "I see you were taught some of our ways. Though I see that you might not know the language."

I look at her confused at what she had just said. Looking up at Jake, I speak in a soft voice, "I swear that I pronounced it right."

"You didn't say anything," Jake told me with a concerned expression.

I blink at him a couple of times before I pointed at him with a serious look. "I believe I have a concussion."

"You believe? What gave you that impression?" The sarcasm dripped from his voice as he looked back up at the Tsahik. My face scrunched up slightly before I looked back at her as well.

She slowly took out a knife that had been resting in her neckwear. She quickly stepped towards Jake as she stabbed into his chest. I cringed as she licked away the small bit of blood that was on it. She looked at Jake with a curious expression before she looked down at me again.

She was about to do the same thing until the younger Na'vi, presumably her daughter with what I was gathering, stopped her before the knife hit my chest. She gently took my hand and pointed to the center of my palm. "One touched here."

The Tsahik seemed slightly intrigued by the statement, but she didn't say anything. She gently poked her knife just enough to collect a small bit of blood on the tip before licking it way with a thoughtful look. She looked between us once more before she addressed the crowd. "The Dreamwalker and the... human, shall stay with us. They will learn of our ways and what it means to be Na'vi. We shall all watch them as they learn."

Multiple reactions sound through the crowd at the choice their Tsahik had made, but she didn't pay them any mind. Instead, she turned to her daughter while saying, "Take him to get out of his demon clothes. I will tend to the child."

"I'm in my 20s. I'm not a child," I spoke up at the comment about my age. I knew that compared to their size I probably wouldn't been seen as a full adult to them. But I had been expecting to be acknowledged as more than an adolescent.

Jake gave me a light pat on the shoulder before he reached into my bag and started rummaging around. "Let's get your head working right first before you argue how old you are. But you're going to use your inhaler first before you get out of my sight again."

I let out a sigh as he pulled my inhaler out and placed it in my hand. Nodding my head at his statement, I took a deep breath before lifting my mask back up and taking a couple of puffs of the medicine. I blink back my dizziness when I put my mask back into place.

Jake takes my inhaler from my hand and puts it back in my bag for me. He tilts my head up slightly so I look him in the eyes as he speaks again. "You do what she says so you get better. And don't fall asleep for at least a couple of hours so we make sure your actually okay."

"Yes, mother," I snark at him as the Tsahik gently grabbed my arm and began pulling me up the steps that they had for the tree. I was mostly nudged up the tree by her until she guided me into a small platform that was suspended between the branches. She guided me to sit down on what seemed to be a woven blanket. She moved around and collected a few plants and a small bowl before she began to grind them into a paste.

She never looked up from her task as she spoke to me in a soft tone. "You are not entirely human."

I shake my head with a bashful grin as I watch her mix the plants together. Leaning forward slightly as I try to get a better look at her process. "Everyone thinks that I have fairy blood or something. None of the scientists could really agree on one theory about my condition. Just that I had a mutation somewhere in my family tree or such."

"You used a human thing earlier. What is its purpose to you?" She continued speaking as she grabbed my chin to turn my head. Gently rubbing the paste against where I had hit my head.

I closed my eyes with a small sigh, enjoying the cool feeling on my skin. Humming softly as I think of how to explain it to her. "It's a medicine thing. I use it so I can breathe normal enough to go on day to day. A lot of humans have the same thing. I just have an extra special condition."

"You can't breathe your own air." Based on her tone, I knew she was making a statement and not asking. I opened my eyes as she removed her hands from my body. Watching as she went over to grab a few bandages and a small bowl like container.

I shook my head as she sat down next to me again. Watching as she applied a bit more of the paste to the bandages. "No. That's part of why I'm here. Grace had thought I could maybe breath the air here with the forests. But that was before everyone knew the air here was toxic to humans. But she still wants to see if I can handle. Grace wants to do a few test before we fully see if I can."

As I finished my explanation, she began to carefully wrap the bandages around my head. When she was done with that, she then grabbed the container and held it out to me. "Drink this. It will help with the pain and let you rest well through the night."

I wanted to argue that I shouldn't go to sleep anytime soon, but I stopped myself when she gave me a stern look. I took a few quick drinks as I repeatedly took my mask off so I could drink however much she saw fit. When all the liquid was gone, she finally took it from me with a small nod. Almost immediately after I put my mask back on for the last time, she began to guide me to lay down on the blanket.

I watch her walk around he area, organizing things as she went. My eyes started to flutter shut with passing second that I watched her before speaking up just slightly in the quiet space, "My name's (Y/n)."

I thought I saw her smile a little as she continued to move things around on a shelf. I heard her voice speak out one last time before I went to sleep. "You may call me Mo'at, (Y/n)."

I begin to wake up to sound of hushed giggles filtering in and out of my consciousness. With a small groan, I opened my eyes to see a group of children standing over me. As soon as they see me wake up, they let out small shrieks before running off towards the bottom of the tree. Effectively dodging Mo'at as she comes into the area with a small basket.

She smiles as the children run by before she comes back over to me and sits down. Immediately lifting me up into an upright position as she begins to undo the bandages on my head. "I see the children have already taken an interest in you."

I smile at her before glancing over at the stairs that lead down. "I guess they do. I'm just glad they aren't terrified of how I look."

"They are young. Your world makes them curious and they have never seen one of your people with your... characteristics."

I laugh softly at the last part of what she said. Looking back at Mo'at, I saw she had set aside the bandages that she put on my head last night. My gaze becoming a bit more serious as I noticed a small bit of blood had soaked into it.

"You are fine. The worst that might happen is a small scar," her voice was firm but gentle when she reassured me. Taking a few new bandages from her basket before rewrapping my head in a slightly more snug way than last night. When she was done, she gave my head a small pat before pushing the basket towards me. I noticed that it had a small arrangement of foods in it as she stood back up and moved over to a shelf. "Take the mask off so you eat. It's not of use to you if you can breathe the air."

"But we don't know if I can breathe the air. Grace hasn't done the test to see if I could." I quickly try to remind her that it was only a theory that I could live without the mask on Pandora. That I couldn't know for certain if it would possibly to even do it for even a short period of time.

"You seemed to do just fine with it being broken while you slept." My breath caught in my throat as I took in her sudden revelation.

I frantically grabbed the small oxygen tank to see that the capacity was at zero. Frantically taking off the mask, my gaze immediately fell on a small bit of glass that had broken off and leaving a small, but still noticeable, hole. I take a few small breaths to see if anything seemed off, but it all was normal as I kept taking deep breaths.

"I'm not dead," I utter in disbelief as I look back at her in confusion. My mouth hanging open as I try to piece together how that could have worked. "But... how?"

"I believe you had said something about 'fairy blood' last night. Or did you not really mean that when you told me?" Mo'at had a playful grin on her face as she glanced back over at me.

"I'm going to be perfectly honest here, after I fell off that branch last night, I don't remember much of anything. It's all a blur besides from getting here, your daughter Neytiri, and a very grumpy man who shouted a lot."

"Tsu'tey. That is the man you remember. Now eat," she spoke firmly once again before taking a few bottles from the shelf and setting down not to far from me.

I shuffled a little closer to the basket and pick out some of the fruit that was there. Taking small bites as I watch her work on refilling the herbs that she had begun to get low on. We just sat together in silence as she did her work. Occasionally, I would interrupt her work to offer her a piece of fruit that she would take with a ghost of a smile.

Our attention is soon drawn to the entrance when Jake and Neytiri come walking in. I bit back a laugh as I take in the sight of Jake, dressed in the traditional clothing and covered in mud with a few cuts here and there.

Jake immediately stops in his tracks when he looks at me with wide eyes. "Where's your mask at?!"

"It's broken." I give him a small shrug before I look over at Neytiri. Watching as she went over to her mother and motioned for Jake to come closer and sit.

"What do you mean it's broken?! How are you not dead?!" He continued standing there in disbelief. Completely ignoring the small glare Neytiri was giving him.

"I'm special or something like that." I grab another few pieces of fruit from the basket and hold my hand out for Mo'at and Neytiri. Mo'at takes a piece before Neytiri does the same with a small nod of her head.

Jake just continues to stare in disbelief as he moves over to sit down. I pass him a piece of fruit before giving him a small pat on his shoulder.

"I see he is learning well," Mo'at comments as she passes some herbs over to Neytiri.

"He's a skxawng," she responded before she crushed the leaves into small flakes before moving to rub it into his cuts.

"What does that mean?" Jake looks at Neytiri, hoping she would explain. When she ignored him, Jake looked over to me with a confused look.

"It means you're an idiot." I give Jake a smug grin when I answer his question. Eating another piece of fruit before I glance over at the entrance. Tensing up when I see the Olo'eyktan and the man known as Tsu'tey walking towards us. Lowering my gaze, I lean towards Jake and whisper to him, "Now, try not to be an idiot and keep your mouth shut when they walk in."

Jake rolls his eyes before looking at the two warriors as they walked into the area. I glance up at the two with a small frown on my face. They both look at me and Jake for a second with guarded looks on their face. The Olo'eyktan soon shifts his gaze over to Mo'at with a knowing look on his face as he tilts his head slightly towards the entrance. She nods her head in return before standing up. Mo'at affectionately brushes some hair out of Neytiri's face with a smile. Then she turned to me and softly pats my head before walking down the tree with her mate.

Once they leave, I look back at Tsu'tey to see him already giving me a small glare. I give him an awkward smile which only makes him scowl even more. "Demon," was all he said before looking back at Jake with an even deeper scowl.

"Hey there buddy boy," Jake playfully quips back as he begins trying to wipe off some of the mud on his chest with his bare hands. Though he didn't do much other than just smear the mud around as he smiled like an idiot.

"Accident," he continued to scowl as he looked Jake over. Clearly unammused by Jake's joking attitude.

"Aw. I think he likes you Jake. You should give him a big hug to become friends." I have a grin on my face as I look between the two men. Taking notice of how Neytiri looked shocked by my suggestion one time as I glanced towards Jake.

"He raises a hand towards me, I will cut him," Tsu'tey speaks in a menacing way as he glared at me.

"I know," I laugh a little as I stare straight back at him. Biting my lip as I try not to grin like an idiot at the shocked look on Tsu'tey's face.

"Okay, (Y/n). Reel in the manic for a minute. I think you're freaking them out with your humanly sense of humor." Jake slightly pushes my head in order to bring me back to the moment.

I roll my eyes with a small pout before picking up another piece of fruit from the forgotten basket. Popping it in my mouth and slowly chewing. Looking at the woven floor as I finally mumble something pointed towards Jake, "Virgin."

"What did it call me?!" My eyes widen as Tsu'tey reaches down and grabbed ahold of the front of my shirt. A small scream coming out of my mouth as Jake and Neytiri both shoot up from their spots. Both trying their hardest to get between us and remove me from his grasp.

It had been a little over a month since Jake and I had gotten to Hometree. He had been training hard as a warrior while I learned more about the plant life from the clan healers. Everything was going well for us as time went on, despite the bad start that I had with Tsu'tey. Though he seemed to be convinced that I was in fact talking about Jake and not him after I explained a few human customs that were common among friends.

Jake even had enough approval within the clan that he was able to get Grace to be able to visit. She was shocked about the fact that I hadn't been wearing my mask since we had gotten there. But she was very happy that I was thriving in the environment like she had always wanted for me. She even told me that in another month, I might finally have a viable Avatar to use if I still wanted it even though I apparently could live without it.

But living amongst the Na'vi didn't mean that everything from my life before them stopped. Especially with my unique genetic makeup.

I went over to Jake as he ate breakfast with Neytiri and Tsu'tey. He looked over at me with a smile as I nervously sat down near the group. "Well good morning. You normally don't come and join our group until it's around time for lunch."

I fidget with my fingers as I look at the group, glancing at everyone until I focus on Jake again. "I need your help with something. And I'm only asking because your a good friend and I have to do this today."

Jake's expression becomes serious as he looks over at Neytiri and Tsu'tey. They both appear confused as well when they look at me for an explanation.

I look down at the ground as I bite my lip. My face heating up as I quickly tell them what was wrong. "I'm molting."

"That's it?" Jake seems in disbelief at what I told him. He even laughed a little as he leaned closer to try and get me to look at him again. "That's not too big of a deal. I'm sure you'll be okay."

I glare up at him as I stare him down. Taking a deep breath as I begin to further explain to him the situation. "It is a big deal. I can molt for multiple days sometimes, but I need to get as much taken care of the first day. If not, I could get infections and intense back pains that could last for months. And that's on top of the pain I can normally feel due to having wings."

The smile on his face faded away as I kept talking. His eyes becoming apologetic as he let's out a sigh. "I didn't know it was that big of a deal. Are you sure it has to be today?"

"I'm very sure. Once when I was in high school, I waited two days because I had to focus on studying for some stupid geometry final. When I finally got it taken care of, over half my feathers were gone, molted and perfectly healthy ones. It took months for them all to grow back and I couldn't even sit up in my bed without having someone help me for weeks."

Jake nods his head a little with a serious look in his eyes. "Tell me what you need help with."

"Thank you," I softly mumble as I sit with my back facing him. Slightly spreading my wings for him to have an easier time with helping me. I take a deep breath as I begin to lightly guide my fingers through the feathers. "You just basically brush them with your fingers and let the bad ones fall out. If there are any that are loose but not coming out yet, leave them be. They probably just need a little time to be ready."

It took a few moments, but I finally felt Jake start to work on the back of my wings. I could tell he was hesitant to do it because he didn't want to cause me any pain. As the time went on and I didn't tell him that it was hurting, he began to get a little more confident with each movement.

There was a decent amount of feathers laying around me when I took a small break to look around. Stopping my gaze when I noticed a group of children looking over at me from around a corner a little ways from us. Most of them a little older with what seemed to be their younger siblings. They kept pointing as they whispered to one another. But one little girl stood out as she just stared in awe while looking between the pile of feather and my face.

I smiled a little as I reached my hand out, gesturing for her to come closer. She seemed a little taken aback by my action, but soon smiled as she quickly walked over. She immediately sat down beside me, leaning against my body as she excitedly reached a hand up to touch one of my horns.

"Aen'ya!" Neytiri trys to scold the girl, but I raise my hand to let her know it was fine. Neytiri looked at me with a sympathetic like look. "She is very trusting. But she also still needs to learn to keep her space."

"She's okay. Kids back on Earth would do the same thing. I'm just glad one of the children is doing something other than just pointing from a distance." I smile at Aen'ya as I speak, happy to be a part of her child like excitement. I gently take her hand and she looks spooked by the contact. But she keeps smiling as I move her to sit on one of my legs and hand her some of my discarded feathers.

As she takes them out of my hand, I look back at the small group to see them all looking back in awe. I wave my hand at them to come join as Aen'ya starts to randomly place feathers into my hair. A few of them start to laugh as the excitedly push each other closer as a couple others run off in the opposite direction.

Soon the group comes and sits down closer by as they lightly reach out and touch my wings. They are extra gentle as they laugh with each little handful of fluff they managed to pull out. By the time they have their own little piles, the others that had run off return with their arms full of strings and a couple of baskets full of other little supplies to do whatever they had planned. Passing everything around as a few of them began to hold up a combination of beads they had to my skin with little giggles.

"Wow. You look like you got dragged into a second grade art class," Jake lightly snickered as he leaned back into his original spot once the kids took over for him to get a couple more feathers.

I make a face at him which causes the children to start laughing. But the seem to take his words as an invitation, because a couple of them grab his arms and pull him to sit on the ground. A couple even go the extra mile and do the same thing with Neytiri and Tsu'tey. Neytiri seemed happy with it as she began to help them with what they each were making. Tsu'tey most just sat there with a soft scowl on his face, but he would pay attention to any of the children if they held up something for him to look over.

We all just sit there laughing with one another as the children continue to work on their projects. But soon one of the boys grabs my arm to hold it still as two girls begin tying something around my bicep. I look at it confused until I realized that they had made me an accessory with beads and a couple of my feathers hanging down. Then a few others do the same thing as they tie an anklet on me with wide grins.

I take a look at both pieces of jewelry to see just how uniquely beautiful they were. Smiling as I open my arms out to pull each of them into a hug as a thank you. They all laugh as they begin to lean into my arms for one big hug.

A warm feeling came into my chest as I just held all the children close to me. Staring at each of them as a sense of peace washes over me. Similar to the feeling I had when I watched the movies when I was young. The feeling that I had finally found the place that I truly belong.

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Hi everyone! I hope you enjoyed this little installment. I'm glad for my first request and I'm going to start working on a few other add ons for Silent Treatment and Aggressive Caregiver (I need a masterlist at some point). But have a good day and remember; We are bad bitches, and bad bitches follow boycotting to the fullest. Don't actively give any money to Disney for anything. We're smart and kind people who were raised on revolutions that Disney wrote. I'm sure we can pirate movies from someplace or have the DVDs for the movies. Do your part as best you can. I love you all and stay happy for the year to come.

#avatar james cameron #avatar oneshot #avatar x reader #tsu'tey #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #tsu'tey x reader #jake sully #jake sully x reader #neytiri #neytiri x reader

[tapedsleeves]

🦚 - Are there any queer books/shows/etc. that you would suggest?

oh oh oh ok yeah ok ok so.

Books:

- Gideon & Harrow the Ninth. Enemies to lovers to nothing matters if you're not here whatever the fuck that is. GtN & HtN are SO HILARIOUS and SO GOOD and just. So genuinely affecting. Imagine if 3 ten thousand year olds (one of whom is GOD) had a spitehate threesome right in front of you (seventeen) and then you made soup for God and he exploded. - Dreadnought (Nemesis book one) - April Daniels is a trans superhero. I love her, and I hope you will too. - the Darkest Part of the Forest - This was such a lovely twist on the "finding a faerie prince in the forest" plot. - Marriage of Unconvenience. I read this *so long* ago, but basically it's the "have to get married to inherit" marriage of convenience trope. You know what happens. They fall in love. - The Unspoken Name - absolutely LUSH fantasy world(s!!) with so many non-human species, runaways from religious death cults and the sweetest romance between the two... death cult (different ones) refugees. Very delightful. - Perfect on Paper - While there was a lot about this book that i questioned, mostly because the main character was 16 and giving people (solicited) relationship advice based on her non-professional medical (ha) opinion, there was actually a really very lovely bisexual angst plot going on. The MC is in love with her best friend, who's already in a relationship with another girl. She ends up falling for the guy she is helping, and doesn't want to because she feels that being with a guy somehow erases her bisexuality, which as a bi person, in a straight passing relationship... Felt.

Movies:

- The Eagle. Ok look me in the eyes. I know that this is not canonically gay. BUT there is absolutely no way that the climax of this movie makes sense (and also the epilogue) if they're not In Love. don't come at me. - God's Own Country - this movie surprised me SO MUCH. I bought it expecting to be queerbaited. Nope. Not even a little bit. I thought "there's no way this ends happy" and i was wrong about that too. Just. Such a lovely lovely movie. This is definitely in the major rotation for comfort movies. It's not a light movie, but it's just. so fucking hopeful. It's fucking lovely. I don't really watch that much queer cinema, sorry.

Podcasts:

- Horror: The Magnus Archives. the slowest of slow burns, but it's *so central* to the plot and I'm re-listening to it right now and God. The signs show up *so much earlier* than I remember. - Horror: Unwell - Lily and Marisol are *so cute* together. This is just. Really well done all over, I think. - Sci-Fi - The Strange Case of Starship Iris - Violet Liu gets embroiled on a smuggler's ship and a revolutionary plot. Also, Violet's crush in the first episode pans out, but not in the way you expect. Just. This was such a good, short-ish series. - Ars Paradoxica - Time travel shenanigans with an Ace protag. So achy and lovely and good.

I know that there are like, so many more. But I stopped listening to a lot of narrative podcasts or they ended, and I just don't remember them. Or because I switched podcatchers. You know how it is.

Tv:

- Schitt's Creek. Look at me. I know! It's just. It's so fun and easy to watch. It's nice to watch a show where we know that bad things aren't going to happen to characters because the characters are queer, ok? It's just lovely.

Similarly to the movies section, I don't really watch a whole lot of queer tv shows. Not

lgbt+ themed asks

#ask meme #alsdfjkaslkj this was so hard #i have chronic can't remember preferences on command disease #so asking me for my favorite thing completely wipes my brain of anything i've ever liked #but this was super fun!!! #ty yyy

[melis-writes]

I think it's interesting to compare the characterization of Michael in the book vs the movie. To my impression at least, the book doesn't transform Michael so much as it reveals his true nature and the type of person he was always ready to be. He may have wanted to do his own thing, but deep down he was always the more controlling and violent person he is by the end of the story. Just like how Sonny outlines in the scene where he proposes killing Solozzo, he was "always a Corleone"

But in the movie, I do feel like Michael was genuinely a sweet and well-meaning person who wanted to do his own thing until he was more directly involved. The movie version of Michael does, in my opinion, undergo a sense of transformation. I think Coppola really narrowed in on that through visual symbols (such as the way Michael's hair was styled) and Al's performance of pre-Don Michael makes him seem way less conniving and cocky than the pre-Don Michael of the book. One textual example of this for me is when Michael is sitting in with Sonny and everyone while they are making a hit list after Vito has been shot. In the book, Michael lashes out at Sonny for treating him like a kid and insists on helping out somehow. In the movie, Michael asks "Are you really gonna kill all those guys?" and seems much more shy and cautious. I think Al's performance plays to his transformation really well. For me, it's just like how the Apollonia storyline is played very differently in the book and movie. That's a whole other can of worms but suffice it to say, it does change the way Michael's arc is shown, at least for me. And after reading more about Coppola's intentions for the character of Michael, it really dawned on me that while Puzo showed Michael's true nature, Coppola intended him to be a transformative character. I also think that Michael never had a chance at the end of the day. I think that the cycle of violence was inevitable for him.

One song lyric that reminds me of Michael is from Mitski's "A Burning Hill" when she says "I am a forest fire. And I am the fire and I am the forest and I am a witness watching it." In my mind, this captures movie Michael very well. Anyways sorry for this long paragraph I just wanted to share it with someone and the Godfather is my special interest and Michael is my favorite character so I figured I might as well share it here. Also, idk why tumblr is trying put in these big ass spaces between my paragraphs lmao.

Omg first off, never EVER apologize to me for sending long Godfather analyses because I ADORE THEM!!! ❤️❤️❤️ Honestly, they're my favourite things. Please, this is perfect. 🥰❤️

I absolutely agree with you, especially on how Mario Puzo portrayed Michael in the books versus how Francis Ford Coppola wanted Michael on film. It makes sense, honestly, especially considering the tension when the film was being produced, the book rights bought to make the film, etc. It had to be big and perfect and thus, the characters needed to be phenomenal on screen. I think Francis made it perfect. I really can't imagine it being 100% cut and paste from the book because it's just so wildly... different lol.

I don't mean different in a bad way either. ❤️ I love the book as much as I love the film but they are SOOO DIFFERENT! Michael is like literally another person. I think I still would have been stunned if I read the book first, THEN watched the film because I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that THE Michael Corleone laughed and called himself "the sissy of the family" (or something along those lines, I just know 'sissy' was used lol) when you can't even expect a small, genuine smile for a moment from film Michael. He's VERY different. I also like how you mentioned Michael lashing out. I noticed he does this a few times in the book to his family/brothers. Film Michael very much does not give a shit and is calm and collected, even if others doubt him.

Book Michael is a lot more vibrant, brash (in some ways), energetic, lively... Definitely more on the romantic side (with Kay), and honest too. The major difference that lies at hand is that Michael and Kay's book marriage/relationship is perfect and they have a happily ever after, Michael has 2 sons only 2 years apart from one another instead of a daughter, and Michael absolutely doesn't want his kids involved in the "family business" ever just to name a few.

You're definitely right, though. Michael's dark fate was inevitable. Book or film, he still did it to himself although in different ways. There's no happy ending for a man like him.

Thank you sooooo much for sharing this with me!! ❤️❤️❤️

#the godfather #michael corleone

[heretherebedork]

okay so I'm new to the bl world and I found your blog a while ago so I wanted to ask you if you could recommend a top10 of the BLs that you've watched. like, which series are the best of the genre? (hope this ask isn't annoying but I really want to start with the best ones)

Okay!

Hi! Welcome to this wild and wide world of BL!

You have asked me a difficult question and I love you for it.

@absolutebl has a fantastic list that I can't find because tumblr organizes things so badly and uselessly.

But to say the best of the best, a top ten of just... really good BL?

Let me try.

(No, seriously, AbsoluteBL has done this for just about every country except Vietnam because they basically -have- like ten BLS and you should be checking them out and looking for their lists!)

ANYWAY. In no particular order...

1. 1000 Stars is just the pinnacle. It's amazing and perfect, slow burn with deep plot and an amazing story and romance and characters and depth. Seriously. I cannot say enough how this is absolutely amazing. A young man's life is saved by a heart transplant but he finds himself aimless and useless until he follows in the path of the woman who's heart was placed in his chest and meets a forest ranger who captures that same heart.

2. Until We Meet Again is amazing and deep and desperate and beautiful and comes with HUGE warnings for suicide and homophobia and death. Absolutely fantastic but HEED THE WARNINGS. Reincarnation leads to new lovers meeting but the past will always catch in the end and memories are never truly forgotten.

3. He's Coming To Me is also fantastic. Also involves death and murder. A ghost who doesn't know why he's still haunting his grave meets a boy who can see ghosts and wants to help him... but they fall in love along the way.

4. Cherry Magic is an amazing and soft BL out of Japan. Absolutely HIGHLY recommend as a good starting point. Adachi turns 30 as a virgin and gains the ability to read minds... leading to him discovering that a handsome and seemingly perfect coworker, Kurosawa, is in love with him.

5. Color Rush is an absolutely fantastic Korean BL that is basically a gorgeous metaphor for coming out in a homophobic society and involves the idea of monos (people who see the world in shades of grey) and probes (who allow their specific mono to see the world in full color).

6. Light On Me is basically the greatest love triangle yet and absolutely darling. A young man who doesn't think he needs friends is convinced to join the student council... where he meets two boys he could love and who both love him in return. A great story. A+

7. We Best Love 1+2 is just an amazing story, despite me not loving 2 as much, I see the whole story and most people love the entire thing. It's a love story between a man who'd rather pine than admit his love and tsundere who hides the softest, neediest center of all time. Genuinely fantastic acting and chemistry.

8. HIStory 2 Right or Wrong and Crossing the Line, just the entirety of HIStory 2 is fantastic and a great place to just enjoy some good chemistry. Crossing the Line is a soft sports romance about the good boy post-injury sports kid and the bad boy who discovers he's got a lot of hero worship love in him. Right or Wrong is about a student who finds out that his teacher isn't a great dad... and helps him become one. Absolutely darling and Taiwan's first flexing of their marriage muscles.

9. Guardian is a censored romance from China but it's so barely censored and I love it so much that I put it on this list. There's a paranormal police squad, basically X-Men mutants and wild adventures as well as my favorite side couple of ALL TIME.

10. Gaya Sa Pelikula (Like in the Movies) is a very queer-centric BL about fake dating, coming out, staying in the closet, being yourself, trust, distrust and general pain.

This list was rough for me, honestly. So many of my favorites aren't... actually the ones that are the best? My taste is eccentric and even kinda... bad.

But that's okay!

Enjoy!

#top ten #top ten bl #cherry magic #we best love #uwma #he's coming to me #1000 stars #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #bl series #asianlgbtqdramas #asian lgbtq dramas #thaibl #thai series #korean bl #koreanbl #taiwanese bl #like in the movies #gaya sa pelikula #pinoy bl #pinoybl #chinese censored romance #color rush #light on me #doing my best

[solomonish]

Dork Solomon Agenda

You say sexy shady sorcerer I say nerd and love of my life

Solomon is a sad lonely little man why just wants a genuine connection us that so much to ask???

No but seriously like. It's totally fine if you hc Solomon as this man-turned-lowkey-sex-god with a million succubi and more at his whim whenever he wants and would be a tough one to put the ol' ball and chain on like to each their own for sure! But that's not MY hc

(Thats not to say my hc means he doesn't ever engage in casual sex like that and wanting a genuine long term relationship at some point [or finding out thats what you want when you meet someone] are not mutually exclusive yknow)

So like Solomon isn't the type to be short with you or keep you at an arm's length (i mean...u get what I mean. Once you're close enough and all that jazz) or get annoyed by you wanting to be affectionate?? Hello??

He LOVES the little things you do (some on accident tbh). You feeling affectionate today and give him a kiss or three on his face before you leave to go to your separate classes? Adorable, he's fallen in love again. You do that thing where you like.. forget how to walk straight and just accidentally bump into him? No come back he likes being close to you :( He doesn't SAY these things but there's a light, airy laugh he has that gives him away.

If you're ever facetiming he will say "boo!" when you connect instead of just. Greeting you like a normal person.

His fuckin. His devilgram name is monSOLO. My mans is a star wars fan!!! I dont know any of The Discourse bc I'm not super into star wars myself but he has IN DEPTH opinions about the movies. Seriously rivals Levi in this aspect. Please make time for movie nights where you watch the movies together 🥺 especially if you haven't seen them before he'd love to convert you 🥺

Didn't Solomon also have a thing for TSL??? Or am I just imagining it??

I feel like his ideal date would be exploring something new, whether its this new spooky forest or "hey have we been down this alley before? Let's check it out!" but ideal date number TWO is movie night. Even if it isn't Star Wars. He likes to sit on opposite ends of the couch throwing popcorn into each other's mouths (and big candies like peanut m&ms where you both have almost choked before) and maybe a footsie war if he's feeling real devious. Then at some point you grab a blanket and snuggle up to him and you both fall asleep on the couch

Simeon yells at him when you leave because there's popcorn EVERYWHERE

LOVES when you laugh super loud. Idk man he just thinks its great when you have such unbridled joy and then he laughs too 😊 not as loud though he's more of a quiet chuckle kind of guy (most of the time).

Is friends with Asmo so is extremely great at slumber party gossip. Catch him in his pajamas, cross-legged on the floor while clutching a pillow to his chest and listening intently to you rant about the brothers.

"Come here I have a secret to tell you" (blows air in your ear) "okay okay I'm sorry but come here again" (blows air on your neck) "okay okay last time! I actually have something to tell you. Please? Its important...." (kisses ur cheek) "like u a lil bit xo"

Never the type to send "good morning beautiful" or "good night 💞" texts. Instead he'll send you something at 4 am like "the infinite cosmos will eventually swallow whole all familiarity and life as it is now presently known and despite the adaptations humans or demons or angels could make i will still have to adapt and face the world as an alien in the realm I love so dearly. Funny how the strongest of beings bow to the whim of space and time. But sometimes my eternal journey doesn't seem so daunting when I realize that with my everlasting life will be the memory of you no matter how distant and the survival of the vessel you loved...."

And then at lunch that day when the brothers pull you away he'll send you a picture of the lasagna they're serving with "this kinda looks like you? Don't worry I'd still hit it" and then two minutes later "you not the pasta"

Is the type to think randomly "oh damn I love you so much" but has an impressive filter about it. Or he thinks he does until Luke grumbles "ugh get a room thats the fifth time you've seen that since monday" ok, sometimes he has a good filter about it

He can't help it! Sometimes you just say something really smart (or something SPECTACULARLY dumb) or you do something cute like lean on him or smile a specific way or-

Sir.....you're head over heels sir :/

The type who would go to a playground at night with you and just swing on the swings talking about life

Wants to have a secret handshake with you!!

If you're ever on a road trip with just the two of you, you can get him to join in on the terrible singing but he'll be a lot quieter than you

Also will only join in if he isn't driving. If he is and you aren't talking, he's just humming underneath his breath. Will drum on the steering wheel though

Cooking

(Yes, it gets its own section because MAYBE I'm obsessed with the idea of MC teaching Solomon to cook and the food still turning out terrible but at least it isn't a void when MC is helping)

The type to flick water at you every time he washes his hands. Will chase you down just to do it.

"Hey, tilt your head back and open your mouth MC" (proceeds to dump too big a handful of shredded cheese in your mouth)

100% the type to lean over you just to hinder your cooking abilities. Who cares if the sauce splashes he's tiiiired.... you'd let belphie do it :(

Puts a hand on your lower back when he passes behind you. Hopes you'll lean into it/step back and offer him a kiss 🥺

Believes in always having a proper table setting. Prepare for whatever juice they have (or water) in wine glasses if you're having a nice-er meal

Under the assumption that a spell ruined his sense of taste (and not that he's just bad at cooking) he hates spicy food. He can feel the burn but he gets none of the flavor??? Wack. Don't hurt him like that MC. If you do because its hilarious to watch him try to be cool about it he will pout

Gets cheesy aprons. He just likes them.

Will hit you on the top of your head with a whisk to hear the noise it makes

Will buy every kitchen hack tool there is. A ketchup dispenser that looks like a gun? He's got it. A fish that helps you squeeze out the egg yolks? Yes! A dinosaur soup ladle? You bet! Pizza scissors? A tool that makes hard boiled eggs into cubes? Something that's gotta be like 200 years old and no discernable purpose? Absolutely! He wants a hot dog toaster. Do they even have hot dogs in the devildom?

Will sneak bites just because it bothers you

Overall

Look at him. He hasn't had friends in centuries. He's playful!

Look at his DEVILGRAM NAME

His funky little WAND

This is a man who is a huge nerd, thrives off of cliches and just wants to have a good time. So let him! Its mentally exhausting having those pretenses up all the time.

#solomon #obey me #solomon fluff #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #swd obey me #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #solomon hcs #mine #swd solomon #long post #??? i think it is #mobile formatting SUCKS

[ragamuffingunnar]

thank you friend @clavelbemelmans for tagging me in this lovely music ask <33

do it if you want to! @brucespringsteen , @panoramaofhell , @rogue-coyote , @v1doodlebug , @theodeckerlovebot

who was your first favorite artist?

okay so this is kind of hard to really discern for a lot of reasons. for everyone's sake, I'm gonna chalk it up as a draw between motley crue and aerosmith.

who are your current favorites?

Townes Van Zandt, Lost Dog Street Band/Benjamin Tod, Hill Country Devil, Nick Hans, Shakey Graves, Rowland S. Howard/These Immortal Souls, The Dear Hunter, King Lazy Eye, Silver Jews, Dear And The Headlights, Jason Molina, Hill Figs, A Dead Forest Index, Sea Wolf, The Decemberists, Deer Tick, Willi Carlisle, Amigo The Devil, Mac Miller, Atmosphere, Nick Shoulders, Tiger Saw, Defeater, Cold War Kids, The Wonder Years/Aaron West & The Roaring Twenties, Felice Brothers, Spanish Love Songs, Matt Finney & Heinali -- look friends, this list could go on forever

are you into musicals? which ones/why not?

The only one that stuck to me is Chicago. I saw the movie as a kid and loved it. One of the few pure, genuinely good memories I have is my mom taking me to see a live performance of it.

are there songs you consider so special you only listen to them very rarely?

Blinded By The Light by Springsteen has a weird place in my heart. It has zero relation to anything with my dad other than him jamming tf out of him when I was little. But I've associated it with him for one reason or another and it makes me cry. Make This Go On Forever by Snow Patrol tears me apart for very personal, intimate reasons.

what’s your preferred way of listening to music? (time of day, medium, situation)

I've never experienced vinyl but I've started collecting it. I prefer being able to vedge in my room with a speaker and playing music but I have such little time for music :') so usually it's in my car on the way to and from places

what would you say is the most niche music you listen to?

I don't know???

what’s your favourite music related movie/tv show that’s not a musical?

none

albums or playlists?

both. library is on shuffle 23/6

favourite albums?

our mother the mountain by tvz, weight of a trigger by lost dog street band, teenage snuff film by rowland s. howard, magnolia electric co by songs ohia, I'm never gonna die again by these immortal souls, and the war came by shakey graves, act iii by the dear hunter, drunk like biblical times by dear and the headlights, pop crimes by rowland s. howard, nicotine and china white by hill country devil, robber and cowards by cold war kids, darkness on the edge of town by springsteen, leaves in the river by sea wolf, picaresque by the decembrists, never born never dead by trophy scars, too nice to mean much by willi carlisle

is there an artist you’re trying to get into?

??? Send me recommends

whose music do you find overhyped?

Rolling Stones, The Beatles. I like a sleect few songs but neither of them are that revolutionary or good. Listen to Muddy Waters and some Otis Reading and circle back to me

what’s an underrated song?

soulfight by the revivalists

what’s a thing a bunch of songs do that you love every time?

decent guitar work, synth sounds on occasion, violin

what song is better acoustic?

love steals us from loneliness by idlewild

what’s the worst song of all time?

Man, I don't know. Anything by Justin Bieber.

do you put individual songs on repeat? if so, for how long and how often?

I have, recently it's been only son and late july by shakey graves, whatever forever etc by king lazy eye, one in shadow one in sun by these immortal souls, little dark age by mgmt, random rules by silver jews, dahmer does hollywood by amigo the devil, my mother was chinese trapeze artist by the decembrists, mood ring baby by field medic, and the entirety of teenage snuff film

do you make your own playlists? if so, what’s your most entertaining playlist title?

I absolutely do make playlists! Most entertaining one is titled (remorsefully) yeehaw

headphones or earbuds?

headphones.

do you always sing the lead vocal or do you harmonize sometimes? if you harmonize, do you ever invent your own harmony?

lead vocals.

a musical confession

I unironically love kid rock. feel free to judge me <33

#about zeit #music #text #dont judge me for going between upper and lower case #my mind ks so burnt out and music ks my safe place #asks

[makeste]

this is pretty random and you don't need to answer it, haha, but could you share your personal hcs regarding platonic todobaku with me??? 🥺🥺🥺 i'm in need, LOL, and your takes on characterization and relationships on bnha are always so spot on, so... i hope you're having a good day/night!!!!!!!💖💖💖

thank you so much! sorry it took a while to gather all of these; my TodoBaku headcanons weren’t as immediately forthcoming as my general Baku headcanons were. but here goes. the first half of these ended up being more just my general thoughts about their relationship than actual headcanons, but I eventually steered myself back on track.

first of all, this is important to note: when Katsuki says in ch. 241 that “there’s no correlation between time spent [together] and friendship”, it’s not purely out of denial. this is something he genuinely believes, having learned it the hard way growing up. for someone who seemingly led a pretty charmed life for most of his childhood, Katsuki hasn’t actually had a particularly sunshiny experience when it comes to his friendships. all of his closest childhood friends eventually left him (Tsubasa), turned on him (Deku -- from his perspective lol. obviously this wasn’t actually the case at all, but it’s how he interpreted it, and it definitely had a big impact on him emotionally), or abandoned him (that long-fingered kid, who notably fled and never looked back when the sludge monster tried to eat Katsuki back in chapter one. like, thanks for nothing, my dude).

so it’s not surprising that all of these experiences would have a profound impact on Katsuki’s ability to trust other people and accept them as real, genuine friends. in its own way his childhood was almost as isolating as Deku and Shouto’s. it’s only since coming to U.A. that he’s started to make real friends again for the first time since kindergarten. and even then, in the case of Kirishima and Kaminari and Sero, even though I think he does consider them friends, he still isn’t very open with them. because he’s learned the hard way that that can lead to hurt, and I think he’s very hesitant to ever let himself be vulnerable to that again.

but having said all that, Shouto is still absolutely correct when he says that they’re friends. and the thing is Katsuki knows it too, but he’s just reluctant to admit it. partly because the part of his brain that processes everything as rivalry isn’t sure whether Being Friends With Shouto = Losing To Shouto (IS THIS A TRAP??), and partly because of everything else I just explained above. even though by this point he knows Shouto pretty well, well enough to be reasonably sure he’s not just gonna be another fakeass groupie who turns tail at the first sign of trouble, there’s still a part of him that’s hesitant to admit that connection is there, because doing so opens him up to potentially being hurt again at some point. goddammit. why is this shit so complicated.

meanwhile on Shouto’s side of things, this poor lil bubba never had any friends growing up to begin with, so he’s not nearly as paranoid or prickly as Katsuki is. instead, he’s still discovering for himself just what friendship is all about. the interesting thing about Shouto is that since he never had any childhood friendships, in a way, the friendships that he’s making now at U.A. are his childhood friendships. and so they tend to be straightforward and uncomplicated in much the same way that very young children’s friendships are uncomplicated. “I like this person; I am going to make them my friend.” boom. done. friendship is mad easy yo.

and he does like Katsuki! sure, his personality is a bit unconventional, but there’s a lot to admire about him even so, and they actually have a lot in common! they’re both rather introverted. they’re both very serious, and I think this is something that Shouto particularly appreciates, because jokes and idioms and playful insincerity sometimes fly over his head just because he doesn’t have a lot of experience dealing with other people. but Katsuki NEVER jokes around, and he is never insincere. he says what he means, with the exception of insults, which are 90% more bark than bite. and so once Shouto figured that out, it became very easy to figure out how to interact with him. aside from that, they’re both close with Shouto’s Other Best Friend Midoriya, they both have incendiary quirks, and they both tend towards the quiet side (yes, even Katsuki) with the occasional burst of hotheadedness (maybe a bit more than “occasional” when it comes to Katsuki’s end).

and like I said, there’s a lot that Shouto admires about Katsuki as well. he really respects how determined Katsuki is, because he himself lacked any sort of clear goals for quite a while growing up. all he knew was that he didn’t want to end up being like his dad. but Katsuki is someone who has always known what he wants, and he goes after it with a singlemindedness that Shouto is almost envious of. he’s also very intelligent and quick-thinking, and Shouto knows he can rely on him in a tight spot. he’s also honest, and surprisingly principled, and while he’s definitely not the nicest guy around, I think Shouto can recognize to some degree those same types of walls that he once spent so much time building up around himself. and so he knows that to a certain extent, Katsuki’s hostility is just a front. and I think he’s both intrigued by that, and drawn to it. because every so often when Katsuki’s guard does drop and his better self briefly shines through, Shouto can see that he’s someone worth getting to know.

anyways, but enough of my rambling about their relationship, and on to the actual headcanons. first of all, I firmly believe in my heart of hearts that at some point during all of those mentally and physically taxing weekends spent training for their provisional exam, they have each fallen asleep on the other’s shoulder during the ride home. Katsuki was actually the first to do it, and it was only for a couple of minutes, but when he woke up he was absolutely mortified. but much to his relief, Shouto never said another word about it. (and if Shouto still remembers the warm, cozy feeling in his chest during those few brief minutes when Katsuki was dead to the world, with his face smoothed out and completely trusting and his breathing strangely in rhythm with the movement of the car, and if doing so brings him a sense of calm that’s hard to describe, well then, that’s no one’s business but his own.)

anyway, so because life is Just Like That, eventually of course the reverse happened. and with anyone else, Katsuki would have violently shoved them aside without a second thought, and he was almost gonna do the same here, but then he remembered he owed him (because he really did keep his mouth shut about the earlier incident, thank fuck), and so he didn’t. for almost two whole minutes, anyway. whatever. that’s more than generous, really. meanwhile no one else knows about this except for Aizawa, who was chaperoning them that day, and took mild notice at first on account of it being unusual behavior on Katsuki’s part, but then immediately forgot about it afterwards. he was proud of them both for upping their napping game, though. he respects naps.

both Shouto and Katsuki were actually scared shitless during the test of courage at the forest training camp, and if Katsuki hadn’t been kidnapped and everything had instead gone on as normal, they would have both had trouble getting to sleep that night. Katsuki actually can’t stand scary movies or ghost stories (fyi this is canon according to the third light novel, and EXCUSE HIM FOR HAVING A HEALTHY RESPECT FOR THE SUPERNATURAL. you wanna go and get your own dumb ass cursed or dragged to hell or whatever, BE HIS GUEST). whereas Shouto has next to no experience with them and doesn’t really see what’s so scary about ghosts because GHOSTS AREN’T REAL DUH, but even he feels a little unsettled when an undead swamp girl suddenly rises from the depths and crabwalks towards them in the middle of the woods.

Katsuki has on rare occasions been so drained by provisional lessons that he goes into autopilot and forgets to pretend not to be friends with Shouto, which can result in them having completely normal conversations for minutes at a time before he eventually regains enough of his senses to realize he’s fraternizing with the enemy. this is how Shouto learned about things like Katsuki’s favorite foods, and his love of hiking. the latter is actually one subject that Katsuki can go on and on about if you get him started, and Shouto very much enjoys hearing about it and never tries to stop him.

by contrast, Katsuki never intentionally seeks to gain any new knowledge about Shouto because he feels like he already knows way more than he ever wanted to. however, this doesn’t stop him from absorbing knowledge against his will by simple osmosis, and then discovering to his dismay that he’s retained the information afterward. this is why he also knows Shouto’s favorite food in return (although to be fair, I think everyone in Japan knows Shouto’s favorite food), as well as other tidbits like the fact that he likes strawberry-flavored things (because he always gets the same brand of strawberry milk from the vending machine during their lunch breaks). he hates himself a little for both noticing and remembering these stupid little details, and would rather be kidnapped again than ever admit to Shouto that he does.

Katsuki thinks of Shouto as “Todoroki” in his head rather than “IcyHot” or “Half n’ Half”, and has to make a conscious effort to use the nicknames whenever he addresses him out loud. more and more often he finds himself forgetting to do so nowadays, much to his dismay. Shouto was pleasantly surprised the first few times it happened, but quickly stopped taking notice of it, as he’s come to realize that the way Katsuki addresses people carries very little meaning regardless, since something like 75% of his actual feelings are conveyed through his actions rather than his words.

Katsuki does wish that Shouto had had the decency to choose his surname as his hero alias rather than his given name, though. he lives in fear that one of these days he’ll be required to call him “Shouto” while on duty. number one hero or not, there’s a good chance he would resign from his internship at the Endeavor Hero Agency before he ever willingly agreed to that.

and last but not least, the number one thing that Katsuki would rather jump in a freezing lake than admit to Shouto or even himself is that he actually cares about him too. and has even mostly forgiven him for wussing out at the last minute during the sports festival. he still doesn’t fully understand why he did it, but he gets that Shouto was Going Through Some Stuff, and okay yeah, he can admit that his family situation is pretty fucked up, so whatever. there’s an uncomfortable feeling he gets whenever he’s reminded of this; sort of a weird, squirmy feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever the subject of Endeavor comes up, or whenever he sees Shouto talking to the man himself. it makes him feel restless and on edge, and he never knows what to say or do afterwards, especially if Shouto goes all quiet and sullen and reflective. he wants to scream at him, or slap him on the back of the head, or grab him by the shoulders and shake him; whatever it takes to snap him out of it and ease the tension. but he knows that’s not the right way to handle it. and more to the point, he knows that he’s not the right person to handle it. and sometimes, if he’s not quick enough to squash the feeling when he senses it coming, he wonders how Shouto would react if he ever found out what Katsuki used to be like back in elementary and middle school. and he wonders whether Shouto would still be so dead-set insistent on calling them friends. and then he does squash out the thought, as viciously as he possibly can.

anyway so that turned weirdly angsty towards the end whoops. not even sure what happened there, since this is supposed to be my cute and funny ship, while BakuDeku greedily hogs all the angst for itself! lol my bad. but don’t worry, they still love each other, and Shouto is still fond and soft and equipped with bullshit-radar, and Katsuki is still rabid and in denial and a dumbass.

#bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #todobaku #bnha headcanons #bnha meta #bakugou meta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #asks

[vanityloves]

I can't speak for your lucky commissioners but please know I'm sure they don't mind waiting and understand! I hope that you're able to rest and relax and enjoy the things you love when you're not busy and am so glad you were able to get a ride from work- those are always a life saver :')!!

Also Jude, I'd love to listen about '09 Jason whenever you find the time and energy to talk about him! What do you love about him specifically? What draws you to him? What's some fave things in the movie that has you all "JDJDDJJDKDKD"? I'm looking forward to hearing all about it bud! (I really oughtta rewatch the different movies sometime when I'm feeling particularly spooky kdkdkddk)

Wishing you all the best bc you absolutely deserve it!!!✨💗

Sunny @tex-treasures

TYSM HUN ! ik they wouldn't complain and kinda understand the rush around the holidays, so im rly grateful for that :'0 id hate to make them wait too long tho but also! i just wanna make sure the things i make are worth their time and money as well :']] but! everyones been so understanding and cool- i just gotta chill ab it 😭 @tex-treasures

also tysm! i'm honestly just chillin for the most part (tbh all i do now is work and sleep so i can't rly complain-) and i hope you get to do the same bb!! also omg yeah, esp bc i work the night shifts, i rly like to catch rides w/ family just so i feel safer :'] im wishing you well too hun!

and PLEASE, I'm about to be so annoying bc in my opinion (and The Truth /s) '09 Jason was genuinely terrifying and implemented all those traits that i imagined he'd have.

He had to adapt quickly to survive and lived on his own for so long in the forest that surrounds the camp and probably knowing it like the back of his hand...it's all so good to me I just eat it up. I imagine this for all the movies but it really shows in 09' imo!

He's shown to have real forethought and plans his attacks; he knows how to bait / lure the campers into his traps, and really gets to show his intelligence, which contradicts the idea of him being a brainless brute that can just,,, magically appear everywhere. Speaking of that, there's a whole tunnel system that he set up + wires to alert him when there's trespassers which I love for him. I know there's a split on how people feel ab that bc it takes away from the mystery/magic of it but again, I think it really highlights his intelligence and survival skills bc i imagine its probably a bit intricate to set all those up that lead back to the tunnels? idk i know nothing ab that sort of stuff 😔

I mean, he's shown to be brutal and aggressive in the other movies but I think it's just the quality of effects of the kills that made this movie feel So Good watching? Also this fucker RUNS, which is absolutely terrifying. He's iconic for that deep chest breathing, big strides, generally being intimidating just by stalking towards his victims but it was refreshing to see that Hunter aspect of him shine through - running after victims and seeing them actually struggle when they got caught; plus there's something so pleasing knowing the actual actor behind '09 Jason (Derek Mears) pulled all his own stunts that included a ton of physical strength (e.g: lifting up a cast member with the 'blade' of his machete, w/ whatever contraption that was strapped onto said cast member). There's a scene where he sneaks up onto the roof of the house and drops down (kinda 'pull up' style/holding himself up) for a kill n I'm like haha i Do That *points at dead guy*

Design wise, the jacket he wears in the movie consists of 2 different types of material which means he probably modified/made the jacket himself and who doesn't love a crafty king ♡ His physique actually matches his lifestyle now - instead being a thick, hulking figure, they decided to make his body a bit more lean and agile + the added height, standing at 6'5 (per Derek Mears) has him towering over everyone on set. While I LOVE AND ADORE the big boy that Jason is in the og films bc ugh...male tits and tummy,, he's a big guy and having gains like that requires quite a bit of food which I don't see him having a huge selection to choose from. That's not to say he isn't still massive, he just isn't as beefy as the og is and a part of me loves that its a bit more 'realistic' in that way! I saw a take that '09 Jason is how he'd act when he was younger, while the older movies like F13 part 4 and on are takes on his personality and 'hunting' style as he's older - he doesn't feel the need to run around and takes his sweet ass time bc he's confident enough to know his traps will work, they'll all be dead by the end of tonight, etc, etc - he just knows his how to do his job well and doesn't give chase.

#f13 #slasher rambles #ask reply #this is probably repetitive but i didnt reread it jqjsj its been sitting in my docs #tysm for the ask tho im just nhhh gg #tex!!! #sunny!!! #im moving today n tomorrow so im like zzzz

[lovenona]

idek if i'm doing you a favour by asking this considering how absolutely enthusiastic you are about the odyssey (aren't we all) but pls overshare about all the writing process(tm). what gave you the idea of the absolute masterpiece that is the odyssey? how do you find the mood/aesthetic of a chapter? i have sooo many questions pls TvT

(writing process for me includes but isn't limited to screaming and pacing around, spacing out and coming back with that 1 scene, having random title ideas after a song and ooo is that a pirate!gojo idea i see over my grilling toast?)

[screams] u have unlocked Oversharing Time™ i will be rambling abt writing the odyssey under the cut for all of u who are interested in my brain

first: where did this monster of a saga come from????

answer: i literally do not know bestie 😭 i absolutely didn’t start it with the intention of being a series (much less a series of this size & scope) i'd finished watching/reading jjk in december 2020 n was having a lot of sukuna brainrot at the time . i originally made this blog just to quietly read fics n reblog anime tiddies, but i basically woke up one morning and was like “u know what, pirate sukuna would be really cool.” i made this post to get my thoughts out n thought that was the end of it until like 3 days later when i was suddenly struck with the horrible urge to write more abt the concept, which is how neptune’s hands was born !

after i wrote that (also, lovingly, my first work on this blog!!) i rly did think that the concept was over n i'd move on to keep reading fics n vibing, but a few days after that i was like “wait a minute” n started world-building with siren!gojo (which, at the time of writing, wasn’t even supposed to be the “same” reader as neptune’s hands until i threaded it back into the series !) 

so basically i just fucked around for a hot minute thinking i cld just write one-shots of various pirate-themed jjk stuff until i eventually was like “u know what, i think it would be fun as a series” n added toji for some flair (the prequel, david & calypso) before moving on to write part 2. finally when i was like halfway through the mahito chapter i realized i needed an actual plot if i wanted this to be a coherent thing, so i hit up a bestie (@/suedebunn!) n we dreamt up the ending of the odyssey. (to this day, lyn is still the only one who knows how the story ends !!)

after that it was simply a nightmare! now the odyssey just keeps growing longer and i don’t know why!!! i have no idea where these ideas r coming from because they just sort of show up and i'm like “oh that’s nice” it’s very bizarre but also very fun n cool – i have a very clear picture of how the big three will end up (sukuna/reader/toji) and some general notions of what i think would be cool but i don’t usually plan anything detailed in advance until it’s time to sit down and write the actual chapter because i like the way the odyssey just does its own thing

second: how do u manifest the vibes

answer: i love manifesting the vibes!!!! this is the most fun part because u get to vibe around and picture everything without having to do the work of writing it 😭 vibes are very important to the odyssey and i usually start planning a chapter by sitting down and feeling out the setting – weather & time of day are very important to the story both symbolically and aesthetically so i like to figure out what those are like first and work from there ! 

usually after i pin down the weather and time i like to think about where we’ll be and what the space will be like because being able to imagine where we are (on sukuna’s ship, a crusty port town, etc.) helps put the vibes in motion when trying to picture how u feel, what’s going on, etc. i get a lot of inspiration on the setting both from actual pirate history (which i know quite a bit abt RIP), movies like pirates of the caribbean and lord of the rings, and from real life by riding my bike and visiting forest preserves and parks on my own to get a sense of what i wld feel if i was the mc <3

vibes also come from music !! very important!! i have a beloved odyssey playlist full of songs that help me manifest the energy i’m looking for – i've found from working on this for almost a year now (fcking terrifying) that i'll pick a song or two which becomes the centerpiece for every chapter (for part 4, it was this, and for interlude ii / part 5, it’s this.) i usually require dead silence to actually write but i'll listen to the songs a lot when i'm planning the chapter! i like imagining the events like it’s a movie and the song is what’s playing while it happens which really helps get the vibes rolling

anyway this is so horribly long i apologize 😭 but i'm willing to talk more abt the actual writing n revision processes if anyone ever needs advice or is just genuinely interested i didn’t want to turn this into a disgustingly long ask SKJAKSJA

#this ask has enabled me as nothing has enabled me before #thank u for giving me the chance to write a ted talk #I am forever in ur honor #letters to adele #the odyssey!

[fullofmemories]

((idk which ones you've gotten so I apologize if I'm sending repeats fdshgkfdjd, but for the botanical headcanon meme: aloe, bay tree, chrysanthemum, hibiscus, magnolia, poppy, salvia, and sunflower!!

botanical headcanon prompts

aloe: how does your muse handle grief? Katrina’s handling of negative emotions can sometimes be a bit… iffy. Quite a few of the times she did feel grief were while in HYDRA, and at that time she tended to handle it through repression, dissociation and eventual explosion. Grief was actually what caused her to first lose control of her powers - the combination of grief, trauma, repression, all of it, drove her to a breaking point. In more of a general sense she would likely handle grief in many of the same ways she handles her other negative emotions. (I talked abt some of her coping mechanisms here.) Though with her memory, grief can be very hard to shake. It takes her time to recover and return to her normal self.

bay tree: does your muse seek glory & accolades, or do they favor a simpler, more personal life? Definitely simpler. Katrina may have a penchant for competition, but never really for larger things like glory. Her ambitions aren’t for titles or anything of the like, they’re more just to reach a place of safety and happiness. She’s satisfied as she is. Even if she still will absolutely challenge people to friendly competitions and bask in her victory if she does win.

chrysanthemum: how does your muse express romantic love?  how do they feel about love as a concept? Romantic love is arguably one of the emotions that Katrina has the least amount of experience with. She just... hasn’t really had many chances to explore it. She likes the concept of love, and would like to have it in her life, but doesn’t really think it’s something that will ever happen for her. Despite her assertiveness with most other things, she’s not very likely to be the first one to act on romantic feelings simply because she thinks that finding love is “statistically unlikely” for her. (suddenly when it comes to this she’s a math person. sounds fake but ok katrina) However if she was to be in a relationship, one of the ways she would express love the most would be by genuinely getting to know her S/O. What kind of affection they prefer, what their boundaries are, letting them have a safe place to open up if they need to.

hibiscus: how does your muse view the gentler, daintier things in life? as things worth preserving & caring for, or things only bound to wither & disappear? Katrina absolutely sees the gentler things as worth caring for. Learning to find even a little bit of happiness in small things was something she learned over time that really did help her. Especially given the fact that in the environment she grew up in, children were not seen as blank slates to be nurtured but beings born of original sin to be disciplined, Katrina holds quite a bit of compassion for gentler things and even wants to protect them. I think one of the best examples would be her niece, Evelin - Katrina absolutely adores her niece and tries to support her and help her grow and be happy in any way she can.

magnolia: describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world. Katrina loves nature. She always has. When she was a kid, the backyard of her house led into a forest. She spent lots of time there, either with friends or by herself. It let her get away from things that were making her stressed, whether it was her parents or school or other people. It was the place she felt safest. Even now, being out in nature still helps her clear her head. (It’s also the reason her favorite color is green! It reminds her of that feeling of safety.)

poppy: what comforts your muse? It depends on which emotion she needs comforting for - sometimes she needs space, sometimes it helps to have people around, sometimes she just needs to vent. Generally across all of the options, the common ground is the ability to safely be herself and be accepted. But if she’s having a bad day and wants to hang out with someone to cheer herself up, then just hanging out and doing fun things tends to do the trick, whether it’s watching a movie or challenging her to a little 1v1 soccer. (OOH and if she’s having a bad day and she’s away from home then things that remind her of Vienna can help a bit too. She has learned to make Punschkrapferl on her own for this exact reason)

salvia: is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them?  how do they express that possessiveness, or lack thereof?  Katrina tends not to be very possessive. She’s had more experience with people trying to control her in one way or another than she would have ever liked, and so knowing how it can feel she tries not to control other people’s actions or feelings. She may be protective over the people she loves, but she understands that boundaries are very important and wants those she loves to be able to make their own decisions for themselves, even if she may not like them.

sunflower: what brings your muse the most joy in life? Honestly, the people she cares about. Her friends, her niece, her brother, the people in her life bring her lots of joy. Even if sometimes she can find comfort in being by herself, the thing that makes her happiest is spending time having fun with people she cares about. 

#[jetzt wissen sie].asks #[i am!!!!! midge thank u ily mwah] #[OOC].mun #[interessant].headcanon #trauma tw

[azkabqn]

🔥 Ron/Hermione vs Harry/Hermione vs Harry/Ginny: canon or no, and why? (for the record, I'm a Harry/Hermione fan, and nothing in the books or the movies really convinced me otherwise, so I'm genuinely trying to understand the fascination. I even understand Draco/Hermione more than Ron/Hermione...

Hi hello! This might get a little long so bare with me here. Let me tell you why romione is my otp and why I adore Ron so much.

Romione from the start were perfect for each other, they balanced eachother out while not suffocating and changing their personalities. Hell an entire sub plot from book 4 onwards was the anticipation of if they’ll get together or not. Ron was a lovesick puppy. Being raised the youngest in a very large Weasley family he’s so use to getting the short straw in anything but he fought for Hermione time and time again. The jealousy he felt when Krum was on the scene was something a lot of people can relate to. Its the whole, this is the man she tells you not to worry about meme. And Harrys sat between them like what the actual fuck are my friends doing just kiss already??

Hermione cares so much about Ron that she goes against her morals and c h e a t s, helping Ron get on the quidditch team because she knows it’d make him so happy. 

“But Lydia doesn’t Hermione go ahead and date Krum and McLaggen??”

Well yes, but remember these are just kids. Hormones are rife and you always think you know best at that age. It came across to me as more of revenge-dating. Make Ron see what hes missing while also making him jealous as fuck and fall head over heels for her once again. (And fuck me it worked).

While Ron does fuck up in the forest in Deathly Hallows, you have to remember it effected Ron the most. It makes all three of them on edge but it gave Ron the most greif and all he said and felt was not him, to the point here Hermione picks up on it and screams for him to take it off. But unfortunately the damage is done and he leaves. But I’ll honestly argue that while Ron is what Harry would miss most, it was Hermione he went back for. Bros before hoes absolutely but the ultimate tipping point was probably Hermione.

Speaking of horcrux hunting, Rons fear appearing before his eyes as he goes to destroy the locket kind of solidifies his feelings toward Hermione. If you watch the scene closely it’s horcrux Hermione that makes the first move toward horcrux Harry. His worst fear is loosing the love of his life to his best friend, but its her that instigates it.

I feel like Harmione wouldn’t work because Harry values Ron too much as his best friend. Ron was the first person Harry ever met who was kind to him, the train scene in Philosophers Stone. And despite Ron being dirt poor, he still shared all he had with Harry with no second thought. They’re more brothers than friends in my eyes.

However, yes Harry and Hermione do seem like a good match. He’s the hero and takes this book smart girl and shows her the world. But Hermione is always going to be the book worm analysis we know and love, and Ron is this dorky, happy go lucky, do now think later guy. And Hermione challenges Ron in the best way while he manages to get her out of her own head and relax every once in a while.

The dynamic of the relationship is so heartwarming, yes its problematic and not always perfect but that’s why I love it. It’s relatable in the most beautiful way, Romione will always be near and dear to my heart.

Send me a 🔥 for an unpopular opinion

#this was long and im not sorry #answered #rainydaywriter99 #romione

[the-maxrecords-blog]

where the wild things went

Vice: Hello Max. This is your first film in five years. What on earth have you been doing with your time?

Max: Just living, you know? Living, going to school, getting done with school.

Vice: Did you ever worry, "Hang on, what if I've forgotten how to act"?

Max: I didn't really think about it until the first day or two shooting then I was like, "What the fuck am I doing here?". For the first couple of days the learning curve was pretty steep again.

Vice: How does one even go about preparing to play a sociopath? Presumably it wasn't method acting.

Max: I kind of feel like there is no such thing as acting that isn't method to some degree because if you're not actually experiencing it, then you're a fucking liar. I was talking with Billy [O'Brien - director] about it and - I forget the word that he keeps using - but it's an intuitive process. You just kind of feel it out, you know? I was pretty miserable while we were shooting, just because you're in a super dark brain space all day. Especially living in a place like Minnesota where we were shooting, six days a week. You don't get the opportunity to turn it off, you know? And that's great as far as the actual creative process goes but it sucks as far as trying to be a person.

Vice: Have you ever done a psychopath test?

Max: I don't think so.

Vice: Would you like to do one?

Max: Yeah, let's do it! Is it legit or is it some Facebook nonsense?

Vice: Oh, Facebook nonsense probably.

Max: So you're not licensed?

Vice: We're not unlicensed.

Max: I'm pretty sure it's an either-or thing.

Vice: So there are eight statements. You either agree or disagree. First one: "You rarely catch me making any plans. I'm far too spontaneous".

Max: Yeah, absolutely.

Vice: "If I got a better offer, I wouldn't mind cancelling longstanding plans".

Max: Yeah, that's probably true.

Vice: "It would be fun to drive fast cars, ride rollercoasters or go skydiving".

Max: I've been skydiving. Fast cars are fun. I don't get the appeal of rollercoasters. I guess I haven't really done a true roller coaster. It feels artificial.

Vice: Shall we disagree?

Max: No, let's agree.

Vice: Alright. "I think it's okay to step over other people to achieve my ambitions".

Max: I don't know. I don't think you necessarily need to it. I can't think of many situations that I've been in where that's necessary, where there isn't some other course of action you could take. Let's disagree.

Vice: Do you have an ambition?

Max: In the broader context of my life, I just want to gain skills. Recently I was doing an outdoor programme back in the States through this thing called NOLS [National Outdoor Leadership School], so I was off doing that for a couple of months. Getting better at being outdoors and learning how the natural world works. And I love playing music so getting better at that. Just learning to be a better, more competent person. Trying to not be a dick.

Vice: It's a good motto. Okay: "I'm very persuasive and getting people to get what I want is a real talent of mine".

Max: Agree! I think I'm pretty good at that. I've been manipulating my parents for years.

Vice: The perks of being a child star... What was that whole experience like?

Max: Really awful! Especially for children, the film world is just terrible. You can't grow up in that world and still have a connection to reality. At least if you're, like, really in it. Especially the poor folks out there who have stage parents. It's just so sheltered. The creative aspect of acting is one of the more amazing things that I've gotten to experience but everything outside of that is pretty bizarre.

Vice: Was it enough to make you think you might not want to do it anymore?

Max: I think, probably, yeah. Especially once Where the Wild Things Are came out. And that was my first real acting role too. Being thrown in the deep end as a young, pretty vulnerable person. And then you have an experience like that and there's all this stigma around it, back in the "real world". I went to the same school since I was in second grade, through most of high school, and I knew all these kids and they were my friends before and after but there was, coming back, this weird stigma, these weird assumptions that if you're in a film, you're an asshole and you don't exist in a grounded real world way.

Vice: What are your memories of working on that film?

Max: It was really important to Spike that the set was conducive to a child. So we had a million kids on set. All the crew was kind of invited to bring their families. And as a way to kind of understand the vibe that Spike wanted to cultivate, there was always music on set. The Smiths, Cemetery Gates and Big Mouth Strikes Again, all those songs. I have really wonderful nine-year-old memories of romping around on set and that music playing.

Vice: How does one move past an experience like that and into the world of adult acting?

Max: I think you just grow up and learn to be a person. I think one of the biggest learning curves for me, as a result of those experiences and then applying that to the real world, was that it took me a long time to learn to take a compliment. From twelve through to however old, you just kind of shut down. There's this assumption of an agenda. But you grow up and you learn to be a person and you temper the experiences of working in the film world with what people are actually like and you balance that.

Vice: Is there one thing you know now that you wish you knew then?

Max: No, I don't think so. I am the person I am as a result of a lot of those experiences and I love the people that I met and especially those people that I have experiences with. It is what it is. Can't change the past!

Vice: Okay: "My ability to make quick decisions means that I would suit a dangerous job".

Max: [Takes long time to decide answer] I dunno... The idea of being a smokejumper appeals to me.

Vice: What's a smokejumper?

Max: It's a term for the folks in the US that are forest firefighters and jump out of airplanes. That appeals to me.

Vice: What do you think you'd be doing if you weren't acting?

Max: Working in outdoor education probably. Working with kids or being in the outdoors. Or both.

Vice: Do you have a desire to keep acting?

Max: Yeah. I mean, I like doing it and I think creatively it's really cool and the people you get the opportunities to work with are often really wonderful people. It allows me to do other things in my own life. My parents have kind of helped me gain this perspective of it, but I think it's best for me to view it as a hobby. I like acting but I don't think it's healthy to do films back to back.

Vice: What was it about this script?

Max: I love Billy and I love Nick Ryan, the producer. I love Robbie Ryan, our cinematographer and I think, aesthetically, just the, Midwest middle America vibe, that's really cool. And the humour of the script. It's genuine and it has real emotion embedded in it but it's funny! That Fargo humour really appeals to me.

Vice: Do you have a favourite movie?

Max: It changes periodically, of course. Birdman has been one of my favourite films ever. It came out a couple of years ago and I've watched it half a dozen times. The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover. I rewatched that pretty recently and remembered how good it was. People keep talking to me about Donnie Darko in relation to this film and I like that one quite a bit.

Vice:"When others are crumbling under pressure, I'm usually the one with a cool head". Agree or disagree?

Max: Yes. I think so.

Vice: When was was the last time you lost your cool?

Max: I've been working on that skill and I think I'm getting pretty good at it. It's been awhile since I've been genuinely, deeply upset about something. One of my favourite things in the world is this scar right here [shows us a fairly impressive scar on his knuckle]. I got it punching walls. It was like the perfect teenage angst motivation. The first time, I was really upset in my house because I had read something about the use of American drone warfare and just how upsetting it was and how a bunch of civilians had just been murdered somewhere in the world. And then the second time was me being upsetting at my parents.

Vice: Alright, last one: "I'm rarely to blame for things going wrong, it's usually the fault of the people around me".

Max: I mean, yeah. But I'll disagree.

Vice: Okay, let's see your results… You're 61% psychopath! "Though your conscience is in the right place, you have a pragmatic streak and generally aren't afraid to do your own dirty work".

Max: I'll take that.

Vice: There's more! "You're no shrinking violet but you're no daredevil either. You generally have a little trouble seeing things from other people's perspectives, but at the same time you're no pushover. Everything in moderation, including moderation, might sum up your approach to life".

Max: I like that. I'll take it!

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