#self indulgent filler post

[rosiespokemontwitterau]

Someone take away my privilege to be god in this stupid twitterverse.

#rosies twitter au #pokemon twitter au #twitter au #filler #filler post #pokemon #pokemon masters #pokemon masters ex #pokemon steven #pokemon steven stone #pokemon wallace #this is entirely filler and self-indulged because fuck me #so feel free to ignore aight? aight. #rosie is me in this au so therefore she is technically god #my/her ideas are shit tho so we’re not going there #sorry about that #owo owo owo

[velvetlilacsdaisies]

Shit at Feelings i

Part one

Pairing: Bodhi Durran x fem!marked one!reader

Synopsis: Bonding with dragons? No issue. Killing venin? Unfortunate, but doable. Confronting your feelings towards your childhood best friend? No thanks.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: SPOILERS!!, drinking, swearing, filler dialogue, not proofread v well. lmk if I missed anything

A/n: my first Emperyeon series fic!! Was supposed to be just a one part fic, but I got carried away. I also just wanted to write a self indulgent piece w dialogue amongst the group too 🥲 this is my first time in a while posting but I fr love Bodhi sm I needed to have something w him in it. I hope you enjoy!

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You survived your first year, you defied the odds of what everyone else said about you. Not only defying those odds, but being one of the best in your year. Maybe Imogen and Xaden had played a crucial part, but most of the marked ones were surprised. You had been more quiet and reserved out of the group of kids for the high ranked officials, but that didn’t mean you were weak. You had proved that while being ruthless and cunning in your training. Your parents were Fen Riorson’s top battle strategist and healer after all.

In the gathering hall, everyone celebrated moving into their new ranks. While simultaneously saying goodbye to the third years they’ve grown to know. You were indulging in the alcoholic lemonade, and your fellow fourth wing with more than a few words tonight. You sat on the left side of Violet while Imogen sat on the right. Nadine and Sawyer next to Rhiannon across from you bickering playfully about something. You savoring your newfound will to live after the events at Resson.

The hall was sweltering in the summer evening heat, no amount of lesser magic had helped. Neither did the warmth you could feel from Ridoc beside you. Taking your jacket off, only being left in your tank top underneath.

“Damn Y/n,” whistled Ridoc. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen your relics yet.” Everyone’s eyes went to you, and usually you would’ve been intimidated by all eyes on you. Tonight it didn’t faze you that much. Even noting the softened gaze in Nadine’s eyes, who had been skeptical of the kids of the rebellion at the beginning of the year.

Both sides of your collarbones are covered in intricate designs extending to shoulders making their way down to your biceps on both arms. You never tried to hide the relics, but you never took your jacket off or opted for a long sleeve, higher collared shirt when training in lessons.

You rolled your eyes at the male’s cheekiness and everyone gawking besides the few who knew what already laid beneath your jacket. “It’s not something I necessarily flaunt.”

“Obviously or we wouldn’t all be shocked here.” Sawyer snorted, sipping on his beverage.

“It’s so badass though.” Violet acted as if she hadn’t only seen it days prior.

“I had been fortunate in the placements of them. Since both of my parents were a part of Riorson’s regime.” You tried not to be bashful about it.

“Where’s your dragon relic?” Ridoc blurted as he looked at the design on your shoulders.

“Sheesh,” Rihannon reached over, flicking his ear. “You’re staring like you’ve never seen any relics before.”

Before you could give a response, something caught the youngest Sorrengail’s eye causing her to get up. “I’ll be back.” Violet stood up from the table, wobbling tipsily to the corner where you saw Xaden and Bodhi. The latter descended, seeing the silver haired girl approach them, offering a curt nod when they passed one another.

You gulped at how good Bodhi looked in his new third year jacket, even when it bore no difference to his second year uniform. You were just a sucker for Bodhi in a uniform admittedly. The mage lights illuminating his dark curls to a chocolate hue that tempted you to run your fingers through his hair.

Despite being close with Xaden, Imogen, and even Garrick—you kept your distance from the younger man for a year before he left for Basigath. When you were kids, you two had been close friends, maybe even inseparable. But when a rebellion happens, and you have increasingly become aware of how much your affection for him went so much deeper than being his friend—things become complicated.

When you were around him now it was the only time you felt truly timid. You could conquer the parapet, gauntlet, bond a dragon, kill venin and wyvern, but that man was your weakness. He had narrowly saved you and your dragon from a wyvern attack while back in Resson.

His cheek still dusted with a greenish yellow bruise, and jaw gashed with a healing cut. Unashamedly you thought it made him look so much more lethally handsome than he was. Gods you were resorting to a bumbling nervous lovesick puppy.

“Human women and their finicky hormones and emotions.” Your dragon, Cleasaí, chortled through your bond.

“Quiet, go eat sheep or something.” You slammed your mental shields up from her to the best of your ability while intoxicated.

Bodhi reached the table, already looking at you. His hazel eyes shimmered with curiosity as he scanned your exposed arms and collarbones. Either not used to lack of sleeves or was it the fact you unabashedly stared back for once. His mouth curled into a lazy smirk. You hoped he didn’t notice your already flushed warm cheeks redden under the mage lights, feeling a ghost of smirk on your own lips. The lavender lemonade made you feel bolder evidently as well.

“Mind if I squeeze in?” He asked, keeping his eyes locked on yours stil.

“I can move over—“ Imogen started moving closer to you, but he had already stepped over the bench to take a seat in between the two of you. “Or not.” She deadpanned. She had been one of the only ones that knew the complicated timeline between the two of you.

Your heart skipped a split second from the stare down between the both of you. Now feeling acutely aware of your posture and the swarm of what you could only compare to bees buzzing around in your stomach.

“Y/n,” he greeted casually, his voice a warm husky tone.

“Bodhi.” You tried to play cool, and take a sip of your frothy drink. Not only did you know he was looking at you, you could see Imogen in your peripheral, giving you a “what-the-fuck” look at the interaction. Ignoring the pink haired girl, you spoke up again. “Feel like a third year yet?”

“Eh, it won’t hit me until the new candidates get here.” He finally took his eyes off you as Ridoc offered him a bottle of ale. “Thanks man.” Bodhi’s side pressed up to you when leaned over to take the bottle.

His warmth doubled down into you, igniting the exposed skin where he pressed into you. Feeling his minty breath fan the side of your face, and the smell of cedar, patchouli, and musk invade your senses. You could feel his hard muscle flex through the layers of his clothing against your bicep. The storm that buzzed through your stomach turned into heat seeping into your core. Lovesick puppy or just desperate for male touch?

“I know I will be taking every advantage as a second year,” Nadine chimed in. “Finally being able to sleep in is priority number one!” She did a little celebratory dance in her seat. You snapped out the trance Bodhi left you in, and agreed with her.

“I’ll be savoring our newfound alone time too.” An extra hour in the morning, and weekends to actually do something more than chores or training. Maybe you can finally break out the sketch book that someone smuggled in for you during a supplies trip. You only found it on your bed with no note.

“Define alone time, Y/n.” Rihannon wagged her eyebrows at you. The group chuckled at the suggestive comment.

“Or will you use your newfound freedom to bring someone into your room finally?” Ridoc added, causing the group to laugh louder. If you weren’t red enough already, you had to be beet red now.

“What makes you think I haven’t already?” An inquisitive eyebrow raised at the shorter male from beside you. ‘Oohs’ rise from the group.

“Did you want to be number one, Ridoc?” Quinn giggled.

You felt both the male in question and Bodhi tense. The former blushing a deep scarlet in embarrassment and the latter wearing a neutral expression you couldn’t decipher.

“Sounds like you’re keeping watch of me.” You teased playfully. The flushed male who usually was never at loss for words was now stammering trying to deny it. “It’s okay, maybe one day I’ll take your consideration if I’m ever bored enough.”

“Not what I meant.” Ridoc put his hands over his face groaning. You finally let out a laugh from his reaction, you couldn’t help getting the slight joy of teasing him. He always got the joy of doing it to everyone else. It seemed the rest of the group was enjoying teasing the man just as much too. Everyone besides Bodhi, who had a slight scowl on his face until Imogen whispered something to him.

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By the end of the night, everyone was just about ready for bed drunkenly chatting and giggling at one another. You had consumed two more tall glasses of lavender lemonade. Most of the group now were clamoring around getting clumsy and incoherent. While you were trying to stay sane while remaining seated next to the guy you’ve always had undeniable feelings for. Overly aware of every little action he did at the table throughout the night. From him laughing to the way he gripped the bottle of his alcohol. Lovesick puppy.

You had stood at the exit of the hall up to the dormitories with Ridoc and Rhiannon. Both have to hold each other up as they bid you goodnight.

“Y/n,” Ridoc hiccupped. “I wasn’t serious about earlier, but if you’re—“ hiccup “serious I can be—“ another hiccup “serious.” You did everything you could not laugh out loud knowing it was the alcohol talking.

“She wasn’t.” Bodhi came up next to you, giving him a glare. You shot him a look, not used to such a serious or broody version of the man you grew up with. Him always being the friendlier one out of Xaden, Garrick, and himself. “Goodnight you two.”

Rhiannon’s eyes widened in a shocking delight. “I knew there was something between the two of you!” She squealed, like he bared his soul with a couple words.

“There is—“ you go to correct her, but the tall male beside you cuts you off.

“Goodnight Cadet Matthias.” He had an authoritative tone that made your knees buckle. Or was that the alcohol? His muscular arm wrapped around your waist as he noticed your unsteadiness, and you felt that same sensation you felt earlier when you leaned into him for support.

Your two fellow second years gave the both of you looks before clumsily walking away, leaving you alone with the male holding you up. Your heart is now hammering as he starts to lead you away.

“Let’s get some air.” Bodhi motioned his head to the courtyard as he effortlessly led your stumbling form outside. You wanted to scoff at his proposition. Your new bed and pajamas were calling your name.

A few cadets and lieutenants lingered around the expansive yards, but he quietly led you to an alcove that brought you to a secluded spot where no one could see the two of you.

You leaned up against the stone wall, letting the summer breeze cool your skin. Carefully observing the tawny skinned man from beside you. He took out a small rolled paper and a match, lighting the roll and the sweet smell of churam filled your nose. You weren’t allowed to smoke, and you knew if you were caught you two would be expelled and possibly executed at this point.

“What are you doing?” You hissed as he took a drag, watching him let the smoke leave his mouth and inhale through his nose. There goes that damn buzzing feeling in the pit of your stomach again.

“Relax this is our smoking spot, Y/n/n, no one comes around here.” He reassured you once he exhaled the smoke again. You rolled your eyes staring at the mage light that flickered on the wall. After a lengthy pause, you glanced back at him.

“What makes you think I wasn’t serious?” You questioned, crossing your arms around yourself.

“You know these are the most words you’ve spoken to me in months? Maybe even years?” He ignored your question.

You opened your mouth, before closing it again. You couldn’t admit it was because of your harbored feelings. Not now. Because he was right, you hadn’t talked for quite some time. It didn’t feel right nor did you want to omit that confession.

“Well you were here for an entire year and I was back home so yeah it’s been a year since we talked.” So you played oblivious with him.

He scoffed, “you’ve hardly spoken to me since you’ve gotten here.”

“You just seemed so busy—“

“Cut the shit, please.” He pleaded, now anxiously dragging the joint.

As he brought it away from his lips after a couple puffs, you stole it from him. Your fingers brushing slightly as you grab the small rolled herb. The small touch warrants an electrifying feeling between your fingers. Quickly brushing the thought of if he felt it too, you took a hit of the herb. Letting the sweet smoke seep into your lungs and haze the self awareness and guilt that filled you.

You didn’t want to let him in, truthfully. You’ve already witnessed too many losses during the succession and your first year alone at Basigath. It was when your parents had been executed when you started slipping away from him. You let the stereotypical crush trope hide deep down what you felt, how afraid you were. It would hurt to know, if you finally got the balls to admit everything you’ve felt, and something happened to him or you. It already almost did once, the regret and shame still kept a hold of you for the last few days.

You could now see the disappointment in his eyes. “You’ve always been quiet and reserved, but with me? That’s never been you.” You took another deep inhale of the herb.

“Could you blame me if I was scared?” Your hands slightly shook as you handed the joint back to him. Your eyes were earnest as you looked at him.

He shook his head, running hand through his hair. “You're scared? Fuck, Y/n I almost watched you die. And you know what ran through my head thinking ‘this could be it’?” He took one last smoke, throwing the remaining part of the joint on the ground, stomping it out into the cobblestone. “That the last fucking year spent with you was speaking through a chain of command or small talk bullshit when you weren’t running the opposite if I was near you for too long.”

A lump formed in your throat, and you could feel the tears burn the edges of your eyes. That electric current you felt in your stomach only a few moments ago had solidified into a brick. Then ascended into a wall that crushed you with an iron force with his words.

You two had only briefly talked while in Aretia after what happened.

You had tended to your dragon most of the time while waiting for Violet to heal. Your green clubtail had a poorly injured claw from a wyvern, and despite her persistence it would heal, you were nervous that it would draw too many questions back at Basigath. Xaden agreed and saw Brennan to help mend some of the wound once Violet was stable. You were not able to leave her side while the stranger tended to her. She was already furious that someone besides you had to touch her.

You wanted to talk to him more after that, everything had happened so fast though. Then you went back to avoiding him.

“You’re right.” You mumbled, picking at the edge of your nails. “I’m so sorry, Bo.” Your lip trembled, and the first tear slipped from your eye.

He sighed, sounding defeated. “Gods, I don’t want to be right.” He gently grabbed your elbow, wrapping your smaller frame in his arms. “I want you to stop icing me out, Y/n.”

He ran a hand through your hair, his chin resting on top of your head as you sniffled tears silently running down your cheeks. He had every right to be upset with you, but here he was comforting you. This had always been the Bodhi you knew, how he was before the height of the rebellion. Whereas you had turned cold, letting your cowardice and stubbornness control your emotions—for what you thought was for good reason.

“I know,” you stifled against his jacket. Finally wrapping your arms around him. His grip tightened, and you were overwhelmed by the sense of comfort. You hated what this man did for you and to you.

“I shouldn’t have had this conversation tonight.” He admitted. “I should have waited until we were both sober.” He let you go, and you wished you were still wrapped in his muscular arms. A cold seeping into you that wasn’t due to weather.

You shook your head, a sad smile on your lips. “I would have run.”

“And I wouldn’t have had the courage to bring it up.” A dry chuckle echoed through the quiet alcove.

“We’re riders and we’re—“

“Shit at feelings?” He mused as he watched you tug your jacket on. You wiped some stray tears from your cheeks with your sleeve.

“I was gonna say pansies, but that works.” You sniffled, as a toothy grin finally appeared on his face.

“Should we get to bed and do this all over again tomorrow?” He offered his arm. You raised an eyebrow at him, was he sane? “I mean the drinking part, not the arguing. I enjoyed hearing more than a word out of you tonight though. So I can resort to arguing if needed.” He nudged you slightly.

You rolled your eyes teasingly, “no promises.”

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Reblogs and likes are appreciated! I am open to feedback as well as requests too! 💕🫶

#bodhi durran x reader #bodhi durran #fourth wing #fourth wing fic #emperyeon series #ridoc fourth wing #Ridoc x reader #liam mairi x reader #dain Aetos x reader #iron flame #iron flame fic #fourth wing fanfic #iron flame fanfic #xaden riorson #Xaden riorson x reader #bd fics #fourth wing spoilers #iron flame spoilers #iron flame fiction #iron flame fanfiction #fourth wing fanfiction #sawyer x reader #sawyer fourth wing #violet sorrengail #dain aetos #Bodhi fourth wing

[thinkingaboutjaedyn]

trinity rodman as your girlfriend would be like..

author notes: this is filler while i work on fics 😋 (this is also self indulgent)

➜ trinity is definitely the type of girlfriend to show her love by annoying you like putting you in a headlock just to kiss the top of your head

➜ forces you to stay on facetime while she plays fortnite and gets offended if you don't pay attention

➜ does all those stupid couple tiktoks like the dancing ones (and says you don't love her if you don't want to)

➜ you're always the first one to get pictures when she gets a new hairstyle or buys new clothes. if you don't compliment her right away than you must hate her

➜ randomly gives you kisses all over your face because why not?

➜ your clothes = her clothes

➜ if she ever posts a photo dump than you are in half of the photos

➜ trinity is the type to get (playfully) mad if you call her by her actual name like do you even love her anymore?

➜ loves going on vacations with you. especially when you two wear matching swimsuits.

➜ will be cuddling with you than randomly get hot and get off of you but if you do that than you must hate her

➜ a big my girl, my girl, my girl type of girlfriend

➜ occasionally does those stupid couple texting pranks (she finds them so funny and your reaction even funnier)

➜ calls you a certified wag and calls you that even more if you also are a soccer player

➜ 100% the type to call you pooks, pookie, stinka cause she finds them stupidly cute

like just imagine her texting you at 2am like..

from: babe 💞

babyyyy im about to hop on the game. facetime me?

to: babe 💞

i'm literally half asleep.. and don't you got a game tomorrow?

from: babe 💞

that's not important right now. a new map just dropped so..

to: babe 💞

??? ur priorities are messed up

to: babe 💞

just play without me on the phone. i'm basically dead right now

from: babe 💞

c'monnn you're my lucky charm. you don't even have to pay attention

to: babe 💞

fine 🙄

from: babe 💞

ty baby 🤍

#trinity rodman x reader #trinity rodman #uswnt x reader #uswnt #woso x reader

[asmobeuses]

03 - Agora Hills

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! warnings : KAM joke 💀, I do not support Doja Cat's actions or who she is as a person. I heavily believe in separating art from artist, unless the art adds to/reflects on the artist's actions.

read notes at bottom

! Taglist

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(comment on masterlist post to be added.)

! Notes : sorry this is a filler/conflict introduction chapter. Next one will actually continue the story and will prob consist of written parts too! Pls keep in mind im a highschool student so updates will be v slow :( hueueu i wasnt lying when i said self indulgent. you KNOW im gonna make sure choso is reader's right hand man since hes not the main focus

gojo is so dramatic hes so silly dw pookie ull get ur moment

#✎ asmo writes #gojo x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #choso kamo #jjk smau #nanami kento #choso #jjk x you #jjk texts #jjk scenarios #jjk fluff #nobara kugisaki #shoko ieiri #geto suguru

[azk0re]

…and they were roommates! (pt. 2)

pairing: roommate!abby x black!femme!reader

synopsis: your sophomore year of college is starting in a few weeks, and you’re in dire need of a roommate. abby just so happens to be in a similar situation…

warnings: mdni, abby is bi (no bi erasure on this page), reader is black, reader is femme, reader is a simp tbh, strong language used, (y/n) is used (i had to guys i’m sorry T-T), reader is pretty sensitive (sorry not sorry), reader dissociates, reader is an overthinker

an: this has been sitting in my drafts for a lil while but i have not had the time or energy to post it because finals were kicking my ass. i’m struggling a ton with writer’s block so bear with me. this isn’t really a full cohesive chapter, it‘s kind of a filler chapter. again, this series is very self-indulgent on my behalf so reader is quite sensitive in terms of emotions and quite the overthinker. nonetheless, i hope y’all enjoy the (sort of domestic) fluff in it! - with love, ellie ♡

The first few days of living with Abby were kind of rocky. Not because the two of you were having a hard time living together, but because you were kind of avoiding her.

In your eyes, your attraction to her was still a problem and you were trying your hardest to get over it as quickly as possible by lounging around Heaven and Ellie’s place most of the day to avoid seeing her, much to Ellie’s displeasure.

You thought that simply spending as much time away from Abby would make your attraction to her lessen, but you were sorely mistaken because spending less time around her didn’t make her less attractive. Soon enough, you gave up trying to avoid her and started spending more time around the apartment instead of at Heaven and Ellie’s place. In doing so, you picked up on Abby’s daily schedule.

Abby hadn’t lied about being an early riser. From what you could tell, she got up every day before or with the sun, went to the gym, came home to shower and make breakfast for the both of you, and then, by the time you’d woken up, she was out the door again after leaving a sticky note on the fridge to let you know that your food was in the toaster oven near the stove to keep warm, and that she’d back in a few hours on her lunch break from work. The next time she’d come back was around lunchtime, and she’d come home, grab a snack, and check in with you before leaving again and coming home later in the evening.

You thought the breakfast thing was just a one time deal at first, until it happened again…and again…and again. After a while, you started to feel bad about the fact that you weren’t really doing much for Abby when she made you delicious breakfast every morning. You wanted to repay her for it but you didn’t really know how.

Your first idea was to reach out to Ellie and Heaven to see what the thought, and after being called an idiot by Ellie she gave you the brilliant idea of just simply making lunch for her every day since you were home during lunch time.

It became a bit of a tradition in the apartment for Abby to get home on her lunch break to food either already prepared or nearly ready, and the two of you would enjoy whatever you prepared for lunch together, discussing any and everything before she had to head out again for the second half of her shift.

This routine didn’t change much when classes finally did start, outside of the fact that now you spent a lot less time in the apartment. Abby’s schedule seemed to stay remotely the same, the only thing that changed was her spending more time home in the afternoon and evening than she had been before because her shifts were altered at work due to classes beginning.

Your routine changed pretty dramatically, though. You got a job right before classes started and had to spend less time around the house. When classes did start up, you spent even less time around the house in the afternoons and evenings.

You still tried to make Abby lunch everyday though, simply preparing it before you left for your 10 am class, and leaving it in the fridge for her to find when she inevitably made her way home in the early afternoon. For the most part that still worked. The only thing that was different about it was the fact that the two of you weren’t usually able to have your daily lunchtime talks.

Instead, those talks were pushed back to the evenings when you were both home. Before classes started, you and Abby spent most of your evenings alone in your own areas of the apartment, but when classes started you’d began making dinner together to make up for not being able to have lunch together anymore.

It’s where you found yourself now, sitting on a stool at the island in your and Abby’s shared kitchen while she tended to a stir fry in a pan on the stove, laughing while telling a story about something a close friend of hers, Manny, had said to her at work earlier in the day. She was in nothing but a white wifebeater and some joggers that fit her ass far too well. The view was spectacular from where you were seated. You could see the muscles in her back and arms tense and flex as she worked away at the meal on the stove.

“I’m really starting to think he believes that his dick is God’s gift to women,” Abby sighs, shaking her head as she pulls the pan off the heated eye of the stove, turning the stove off by the knob. You can’t see her face but you know there’s a smile sprawled across her features, just as there usually was when she spoke about her friends.

You giggle, “Of course he does, he’s a man. They all seem to think that.”

“Tell me about it,” she huffs, turning around to grab the plates beside the stove and plate the food, “sometimes I question why I even like them.”

“It’s a wonder to us all,” you drawl, false disappointment dripping from you tone which causes Abby to laugh as she picks up on it.

When she’s done plating the food, she sets a plate in front of you and one across from you before going to grab two forks from the nearby silverware drawer.

“So,” Abby starts, situating herself on the stool across from, “how did your day go?”

You sigh, looking down at your plate instead of at Abby. You honestly didn’t want to talk about the day you. You just wanted to forget about it.

Abby picks up on the abrupt shift in your mood immediately, “It was rough, huh?”

You nod you head, “Yeah, I ran into an ex fling and was late for my class this morning.”

“The class with that one asshole professor?” Abby inquires.

“Yeah, he made a show of embarrassing me for being late.” You tell her as you push around a piece of broccoli on your plate.

Abby hums, “That’s shitty,” she says, sounding genuinely sympathetic, “what happened with the ex fling?”

“She was just really passive aggressive. She was making conversation but I could tell she was upset about how things ended between us.”

“Ended? So, it wasn’t just like a one and done thing with her?” Abby asks, after taking swallowing a bit of her food.

You shake your head, “No, we were kinda working somewhat toward a relationship, I guess. It started out as a one night stand after a party but we kept seeing each other. But, after going to another party together…something happened and I ended whatever we had together.”

Abby hums again but doesn’t say anything more for a moment as you finally take your first few bites of the delicious stir fry she’d made.

After a moment or two, she speaks again but her voice is considerably lower and you can hear the cautiousness in her tone as she asks, “Do you mind if I ask what happened?”

The question makes you pause for a moment as you think back to the events of that night, trying to decide whether or not to tell Abby.

A few minutes pass before you finally decide, “I don’t mind telling you…just not now.”

Abby nods in understanding, “Okay, that’s perfectly fine. You don’t have to tell me at all if you don’t want to.”

You smile at Abby, grateful for her not pushing you to tell her and she returns that smile, “What do you want to watch after dinner?” She asks, effectively changing the conversation quickly as to not allow an awkward atmosphere to settle around the two of you.

You were on your way home from class one afternoon, trying to decide what to make Abby for dinner when you almost walk past a small box on the side of the the road. You stop dead in you tracks when you hear a very faint noise come from the box. You wait for a second, trying to see if you were simply hearing things when you hear it again.

The noise is muffled but it sounded like a weak meow. Your heart squeezed in your chest as you draw nearer to the box, cautiously flipping open the top flap to be met with the sight of tiny, adorable little kitten. It’s fur was splotched with orange, brown, black, and white, and it looked so cute.

You couldn’t help but coo at the small little thing as it peered up at you meowing almost silently. Who would ever just leave such a precious little kitten on the side of the road? You couldn’t possibly just leave the poor thing there, so, just like any sane person would do, you picked up the kitten and continued on your merry way to the nearest vet.

An hour later, you finally made it home with almost all of the necessities needed for the small little kitten that was currently tucked away in a little carrier courtesy of the vet you’d visited. It wasn’t until after you’d gotten everything set up in the house for the kitten that you realized you hadn’t ran keeping her by Abby yet.

A bit of panic started to set in as you realized your vital mistake. You might live here but this is Abby’s apartment, and you had no idea if Abby liked cats, if she were allergic to cats, or if she even wanted an animal in her home at all. You were overstepping a boundary and you knew that that was something Abby took quite seriously. If she really wanted to, Abby could put you out for this and you’d have no where to go.

You were so caught up in your overthinking that you didn’t hear the door of the apartment open, nor did you hear Abby shuffling at the front door to take off her shoes and jacket, or the sounds of her footsteps as they neared the living room where you were sat on the floor, with the little kitten held in your lap playing with your fingers as you stared blankly off into space.

You didn’t notice her presence until she cleared her throat, scaring the shit out of both you and the little kitten in your lap. When you turned to her, the first thing you notice was her outfit which was just a simple Henley long sleeve shirt and jeans. Her large arms were crossed over her chest, muscles straining against the fabric of her shirt, her eyebrow was raised in question, and there was a stern, unrelenting set to her jaw that let you know immediately that she was less than pleased with the image in front of her.

“(Y/N),” she starts, her voice sounding a tad more deeper than usual, “what’s that?”

She points at the small ball of fur now cowering away in your lap at the presence of someone new. You look down at her and back up at Abby slowly, feeling guilt crawl up the back of your neck.

“A kitty,” your voice is almost a whisper as you speak and she sighs deeply at the answer, immediately prompting you to continue speaking, “I’m sorry, Abby! I know I should have asked but I found her on the side of the road in a box and she sounded and looked so sad. I took her to the vet and they said she’s in pretty perfect condition. I know I should have asked before bringing her home especially since I don’t know if you’re allergic or anything but she’s just too cute and I didn’t want to just leave her there especially when our apartment building is pet friendly. I promise if you let me keep her I’ll do everything for her. You won’t have to buy anything for her or lift a hand for her, I’ll do it all! I promise! I’m so sorry, Abby-“

You’re just about in tears when Abby finally cuts off your pathetic ramble by simply holding up her hand. Her stern look contorts into one of sympathy as she looks at the state of you. To her, you looked so pretty and pathetic sitting there clutching the little kitten close to your chest with tears brimming your lash line and a pout on your lips. It was quite the sight and, in a different situation, Abby probably would’ve been a little more mean just to see your lip tremble and those tears pool enough on your lash line that they spill over and leave pretty trails down your cheeks. But, this wasn’t that type of situation and Abby knew that, so she quickly pulled her head out of her boxers and brought her attention back to the situation at hand.

“Calm down, sweetheart,” she soothes, voice as silky and sweet as honey, “I’m not mad and I’m not allergic to cats, either. I just would’ve liked to have been told beforehand.”

Abby comes closer to you, squatting to be on your level. A loan tear escapes your eye as relief washes over you and Abby wipes it away with her thumb, still looking at you with that same soft expression. She turns her attention to the little fur ball as a soft meow comes from the, otherwise silent, kitten who was looking up at her with big doe eyes that matched that of your own. She tentatively reaches out as not to alarm the kitten or you and scratches the little thing on her head with a single finger. Purrs erupt almost immediately from the little kitten causing an even wider smile to spread across Abby’s features.

You watch the exchange with a soft smile of you own, feeling your heartbeat pick up speed as you realize just how close you and Abby were at the moment. You’d been close before, having sat side by side to watch a movie or your favorite show together but never really this close.

She glances up at you, smirking a tad bit when she notices you already staring down at her, “She’s real cute, ain’t she?” Abby whispers softly.

You nod, “Can we keep her, Abby?” You whisper back, not breaking eye contact with Abby, “Please Abby? Please?”

Something flashes quickly over Abby’s eyes but it’s gone before you can figure out what it is and she averts her eyes from your own. She instead turns her attention back to the kitten, clearing her throat.

“Yeah, we can keep her,” she finally says.

You let out a squeal scaring the kitten you were holding which scrambled out of you arms, down onto you lap, and scuttled behind Abby’s leg.

Abby laughs at the display in front of her, scooping the kitten up as she stands, “Have you thought of a name for her yet?”

Once you’ve gotten yourself together you answer, “I was thinking Mochi. I know it’s kind of an odd name but, for some reason, it just feels right for her.”

“Hm,” Abby hums to herself, looking down at the kitten that’s not rubbing herself all over Abby purring loudly, “It’s not odd, it’s just unique. I think you’re right, it does fit her.”

Abby raises the kitten off of her chest and looks it in the eyes, “Welcome to the family, Mochi.”

You try not to let the fact that she’s just called the relationship between you, her, and your newly adopted cat a family, and instead rejoice again in the fact that now you have a cute little kitten to call your own.

A few hours later, you were laid up in your room without Mochi who opted to follow Abby around as she finished up her night routine. Clearly she’d chosen a favorite person and it was not you. Abby promised to bring her to you after she was done since the little thing refused to leave her side. You would be jealous but you can’t blame Mochi. You’d follow Abby around everywhere too if you were a cat. Mochi just had the same taste as her mama. Good taste, too.

You were just about to turn in for the night after plugging your phone onto its charger when it pinged and the bright light of the screen lit up the dimly lit room around you. You unlock your phone and open your messages app to see some texts from Heaven.

You quickly prop yourself up on the headboard waiting for the FaceTime call that came in seconds later. You answer it and, almost immediately, your phone is being taken up by the faces of your two best friends, Heaven and Ellie. They seemed to be laying on their bed, Heaven slightly on top of Ellie, with the phone angled just so to where both of their faces were visible.

“Alright girl, spill your guts.” Heaven says almost immediately and spill your guts you do.

You tell her all about the events leading up the the family comment from Abby, trying not to be loud or speak too much about how you felt about it as Abby could be coming to your door to drop off Mochi any minute now.

“She can’t be that hot,” Ellie comments absentmindedly after you’ve finished, staring at something off behind the screen that was more than likely a soccer game playing on their TV.

“Oh no, baby, she’s fucking hot.” Heaven tells her, looking over at Ellie who glances down at her, “Like really hot.”

You’re about to say something else when a soft knock on your door that’s soon followed by the soft little meow interrupts you.

“Come in,” you say, smiling already and Abby hasn’t opened the door yet. You hear Ellie groan through the phone and you know for a fact that it’s 100% because of the smitten look that’s no doubt on your face.

Abby slowly opens your door and peaks in with a goofy smile. Her hair is down, which is not a sight that you’ve seen often, and she was in Batman themed pajama pants and a simple black wife beater, “Hey,” she says, her voice soft, “I came to drop off the little monster.”

“You can’t call a baby a monster, Abby,” you reprimand, “that’s mean.”

Abby snorts and you hear cackle from your phone that sounds eerily similar to Ellie’s laugh, “Oh yes I can, especially when the baby in question keeps trying to crawl up my legs every time I set her down.”

Abby walks over to the side of your bed, placing Mochi right beside as she meows loudly in protest, “It’s not her fault you’re built like a tree. Poor thing’s probably just confused.”

Abby rolls her eyes, picking Mochi up yet again as she tries to climb back into Abby’s embrace by climbing up her top. She hisses in response to the scratch of the kitten’s nails against her skin underneath her shirt, and the sound definitely doesn’t do things to. It does not.

After getting her detached from her again, Abby hands Mochi over to you, “Here, go to your mama, Mochi.”

You feel your stomach do a flip at the mention of the use of the term ‘mama’ coming from Abby as you sit your phone down beside you and take Mochi into your arms. She struggled for a little bit before relaxing against you and beginning to purr.

“Hi, Abby!” Heaven hollers from the phone beside you, startling you a bit.

“Hi, Heaven..?” There’s some uncertainty present in Abby’s tone as she looks at you for confirmation, and you nod your head letting her know that she was correct in her assumption.

You glance down at the phone to see that the only face that was taking up the screen now was Heaven’s. Ellie seeming to have gone off somewhere on her own.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were on the phone.” Abby speaks softly, pulling your attention away from your phone.

You smile up at her reassuringly, still petting the small kitten now laying in your lap, “You’re fine, it’s just Heaven and Ellie, no one special.”

The both of you hear Heaven gasp offendedly from the phone, “Excuse me? ‘No one special’? Do you hear this, Ellie?”

Although Ellie’s face is not present on the screen, you and Abby hear her voice shout from somewhere else in the room, “Yup! I’ll remember that next time you wanna come hide out at our apartment.”

Abby chuckles, “Hide out from what exactly?”

“Nothing!” You rush out quickly getting another chuckle out of Abby.

“Alright then,” she laughs, “well, I’m gonna head to bed, don’t wanna keep you from talking to Heaven and Ellie,” Abby speaks softly, nodding toward the phone still laid on your bed beside you.

“Okay,” you say, nodding you head, “goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight, Abby!” Heaven shouts from the phone again.

“Goodnight, Heaven.” Abby replies, chuckling a little.

She smiles at you, leaning forward to give Mochi one more scratch on the head as she falls asleep in your lap, “‘Night, Mochi.” Abby coos softly.

She then looks up at you with a smile on her face and a glint in her eye, “Goodnight, sweetheart.” Before you can even fully process her words, she’s stood up straight, turned on her heels, and left your room nonchalantly as if she didn’t just leave you in shambles.

The moment Heaven and Ellie heard the door to your room close shut, they erupted in giggles, “Did she just call you sweetheart?” Heaven squeals while Ellie, who’s face has finally popped back into the screen, laughs at the awestruck look on your face through the phone screen.

#tlou #tlou2 #the last of us #ellie tlou #tlou hbo #abby tlou #tlou part 2 #tlou fanfiction #tlou fic #abby anderson #abby the last of us #abby x reader #abby x fem!reader #femme lesbian #femme reader #black reader #modern au #roommates #college au

[moldybonessmell]

The Umbrella Academy season 3 review post

I finally finished season 3 of tua even tho I've watched first two seasons first day they came out and oh boy do I have things to talk about-

To begin with, the things I like about new season:

- The way we finally dug into Allison's trauma and how she starts going psychotic is actually a good plot line especially the accent on how she just like any other Umbrella Academy people indulges in self-distructive behavior, she's really just like them

- Diego getting a kid as someone with the biggest daddy issues out there is a realistic plotline because having a kid (even if Stanley's not actually his) heals him in this regard tho he and Lila would get a kid anyway eventually but they really should've been more sad about Stanley thanosing out of the existence you know

- Five being the founder of The Temps Commission makes so much sense as he's the one with the power to travel time of course he's more powerful than it seemed

- Good music scenes. Music is what season 1 was incredible for and what I love about the show. In season 2 there weren't many scenes that caught my attention but in s3 it's definetely better. We got Klaus's death montage with "Crystallised" by The xx and celebration scene with "Another one bites the dust" by Queen + Luther on moon and "Friday I'm in Love" by The Cure these were really nice.

- The Oblivion Hotel is such a cool location and concept (a place for everyone) I like the change of place of action a lot, but the way it's a portal is kinda overused imo

- Lila and Five are still the best characters and carried the season

- Fei is such a cool chara with a distict character design (which most of Sparrow Academy lack tbh)

Now things I don't like:

- Ben being just a placeholder character is such a bummer because instead of getting angst and drama we got a mostly one-dimentional anti-hero who has a completely different personality from Ben. We got a tiny bit of his character when he admitted he just wants to be involved with everyone but it's really minimal.

I can't believe Klaus says "He's an asshole and he's dead to me" like WHAT DO YOU MEAN fuck no Klaus would not say that shit and he would not just give up on him. Yeah Luther says stuff like "I'm glad to see you even if you're different" or whatever but it's Klaus who've spent the most time with Ben.

The way literally any other actor could have played Sparrow Ben and nothing would change is lame af I hope in next season we will see more changes

- Same goes to my dear Grace who's just a placeholder for black hole worshipper like what do you mean we just got one phrase from Diego and that's it??? This whole bit with fake god and stuff really threw me off it didn't go anywhere

- The Sparrow Academy being one-dimentional characters in general like I get producers probably didn't have enough episodes to actually develop characters but holy shit are they boring.

Even if you want to make them just antagonists we had such cool villains in two previous seasons they were original and interesting (aka The powerless podcast-fan male manipulator Peabody and The Cunty Handler)

Also the way the fisrt Sparrows who died were the most annoying and cliche assholes makes them just filler charas

- How show tried to make us feel compassion to Reginald Hargreeves holy shit do I hate this guy- After Klaus realised his father was basically killing him over and over in his childhood instead of Klaus getting mad or upset and having a breakdown we got nothing.

He even came back to new timeline Reginald who's "nicer" for this asshole just to hurt him AGAIN

- Klaus mostly being a comic relief in this season is so fucked I love this character and in previous seasons we had a great look at his life and experiences but now he's just kinda there being high and that's it

"mm I guess he died a few times it's probably enough" - plot writers

no character development whatsoever is just upsetting.

And the amount of unnecessary traumatising aka Reginald training him was really not it, even if it's supposed to be a joke.

- Reginald being a two-faced ass like holy shit is this terrifying. Pogo was the one who gave Sparrows pills and now Klaus helped him to stop taking them and this asshole is taking advantage of naive and vulnerable Klaus.

It is in fact a good plot twist but bro I really did prefer Reginald being a cartoonish villian instead of actual pure evil like how does he have shitty motivation but still does just so much shit.

- The Umbrella Academy family having no improvement in their relationship. They still don't care Klaus relapsed, they still don't care about Viktor. All they care about is their own misery which is really in character but with three seasons out of the way and only one more left I would expect at least something you know.

- Viktor is still left out. Like bro the only compassion he had is only when he transitioned but this is it?? Bro's still waiting till someone comes and cares about him but not only this doesn't happen, he even gets rediculed by Sparrow Ben for that and called emo are you actually kidding me what's with all the hurt with no comfort???

It feels a lot like when you're mentally ill and your family kinda "walks on eggshells" to not trigger you but it's in quotes because they don't actually care. They act nice just because they think you're psycho and you would make less problems if they pretend. And this is very sad, Viktor is such a tragic character.

Okay that's it for now. If you have any thoughts please share in comments!

#the umbrella academy #tua #tua s3 #tua s3 spoilers #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #allison hargreeves #diego hargreeves #lila pitts #the sparrow academy #viktor hargreeves #reginald hargreeves

[lincolndjarin]

Farewell, Best Kept Secret.

with chapters 26&27 taken care of it's time for me to finally prepare to say good bye to my first ever fic. bks has been incredibly important to me for the longest time now, i've been working for over half a year to put a story that i love into words.

i want to do something special to mark the end of this story so i've planned a full week of content (rather self indulgently) to do so. Also if you're interested, send me an ask for a wrap up Q&A I'm gonna be doing that week!! I'm hoping to save up a couple to put into one big post!! anyhow... here's my plan for the release of the final chapters of bks <3

I put a lot of this in my 2023 wrap up post but this post is just for bks week stuff. schedule under the cut.

DEC 1 : BKS 28 : a place for us

this will be the 'last' chapter of bks!!

DEC 2 : BKS Q&A

once again please send me any questions you might have about bks (preferably by december 1st) so can make sure to get to them!!

DEC 3 : Bound in Beskar - 500 follower celebration

should have gotten to this sooner btw that's my bad. this will be a little drabble of the scene that bks!reader reads in chapter 20!!

DEC 4 : BKS what ifs

(i had to come up with 8 days of content ik this is lame but i needed a filler LMAO) this will be just a little post of story lines i changed during my writing process.

DEC 5 : Best Kept Secret Art

i commissioned a few artists to illustrate some of my favorite scenes for this very purpose and i'm so excited to show you guys, they're absolutely phenomenal and every artist has been a delight to work with

DEC 6 : Secrets Best Kept - 1,000 follower celebration

a one off (this is what life and death is to twilight) vaguely inspired by bks but with a role reversal, Din Djarin is the new (reluctant) leader of Mandalore, surprise surprise, he doesn't get along well with his new advisor. I hope you guys are excited about brattamer!reader because I sure am.

DEC 7 : A love letter to Best Kept Secret.

gross & mushy. that's what this is going to be.

DEC 8 : BKS 29 : the best kept secret (epilogue)

the epilogue, and final main update for best kept secret

And that's all!! I'll see you all then!! until then expect an oh honey update and possibly a one off if i finish all my prep for this!!

#lincolndjarin #fic : best kept secret

[kingsmoot]

tell me about your wip?

thank you, kindest most indulgent anon in the world

this particular wip is a one-shot that i had wanted to complete and post for halloween last year, but that obviously didn't happen, so i'm really hoping to post it for valentine's day instead but that also isn't looking likely 🙄

anyway it's a gap-filler fic of theon's last night at riverrun before he sails to pyke as robb's war envoy in which he hooks up with roose bolton in the godswood

it's an exploration of theon's very strongly repressed feelings of terror and unease at the thought of going "home" again and his even more repressed grief at ned's death and his use of sex as self harm

so in other words

#ask tag #anonymous tag #wip tag

[inukag]

Hey Cynthia! This is kind of an ask but mainly a rant because I find this INCREDIBLY annoying, because it's clear these people don't understand the story AT ALL.

I don't think all KogKag shippers are annoying, but I'm surprised that there are so many fans who say that Kagome should've ended up with Koga because Inuyasha was aLWaYS going after Kikyo or that Koga would've TrEAtED her better. I feel like people who say this are just self-inserting onto Kagome. Reason number one: KogKag has little to no substance in canon, with her just humoring him every time he flirts with her. Number two: if they were paying attention, they would know WHY and WHEN Inuyasha went after Kikyo and that for him, there was only Kagome.

TLDR; Do you think people who say "Kagome should've chosen Koga because Inuyasha bad" are self-inserting? I know the anime changes are a huge factor, is that why people say this? I like your analyses so I'd like to know what you think.

Hello! First of all thank you for the love 🥺

(I know I have mutuals & followers who love Koga & Kogkag so warning: this post is very critical of both!)

I’m going to start off by saying “self-inserting” exists in a lot of ships. There’s plenty of people who love Inuyasha and self-insert into Kagome with inukag. That’s not something I have a big issue with, we all have our favorite characters and there’s nothing wrong with self-indulgence. But if we analyze the canon story, I think you definitely need make Kagome OOC in order to ship her Koga. I mean, if canon!Kagome had any interest in him she wouldn't have wasted her time with Inuyasha, lol. I've said this before but the main reason why Kagome loves Inuyasha and not men like Koga and Sesshomaru is because Inuyasha has a good heart. He might have a harsh personality (that he is improving) due to his past trauma but he has never killed & eaten innocent people the way the other two did.

Also, the racism. Kagome's defining personality trait is that she is open and welcoming with everyone. Why would she date Koga who calls people slurs unprovoked? Why would she date Sesshomaru who bullied his half-brother for being mixed? Sure these two somewhat improved their behavior over the course of the series but 1- There's no indication that Koga and his wolves changed their diet. Koga never showed any remorse for his actions and never said he wouldn't do it again. 2- Sesshomaru tolerates/respects a few people by the end of the series but he very much still sees human life as expendable (see his “Who cares?” line when he hears his action could kill everyone in Kaede’s village). That is simply not compatible with Kagome Higurashi. 

The second anon brought up some good points about the misogyny in the fandom, and how male characters like Koga are praised while Kikyo is villainized for less. I constantly see Koga fans criticizing Inuyasha for “being nice to Kikyo despite what she’s done to Kagome” yet these people seemingly have no problems with Kagome being nice to Koga despite what he has done to Inuyasha. I think both Koga and Kikyo have poorly written “redemption arcs”, I think the inukag fandom just talk more about Kikyo/Inukik because Inuyasha did have feelings for Kikyo while Kagome never had any for Koga, so usually it isn’t worth talking about. 

As for Koga being "nicer" to her, I think a lot of it is definitely anime-only. There's that one filler episode where Inuyasha insults Kagome and Koga brings her flowers later (if I remember correctly) which is obviously meant to make Koga look like the better choice. I’ve talked about this a LOT on my blog but Sunrise went out of their way to make sure Inuyasha would almost never be kind and honest with Kagome compared to the manga, and they added a bunch of scenes where he insults her. Honestly with all the things that Sunrise changed I don’t blame anime-only fans for having issues with anime!inukag. Kagome has self-esteem issues because of Inuyasha’s ex (who is her pre-incarnation) and on top of that the boy she loves insults her himself? I know a lot of inukag shippers just see it as a joke, but since Kagome’s self-worth is a real issue in the series I don’t find it particularly funny. But if we’re focusing on the manga, Inuyasha is not mean to her, he’s only rude when he’s angry (calls her ‘bakaa’ or uses ‘temee’). 

Also, what does Koga even do for Kagome beyond giving her superficial compliments? He saved her a few times, which is what Inuyasha does on a daily basis. Koga said Kagome is “pretty” and “has guts”, which in my opinion pales in comparison to what Inuyasha said about Kagome: 

Inuyasha genuinely KNOWS Kagome. She’s his friend. He spends all his time with her. He has seen the best and worst of her. Koga is just a guy who tries to woo her when he bumps into her once in a while. Inuyasha doesn’t compliment her all the time to score points, he says these things when he can tell Kagome is feeling down and truly needs to hear it. 

Koga really is just putting on a front to look good in front of Kagome. The things he says to her are not necessarily true, as Ginta and Hakkaku point out. 

If he did manage to win over Kagome, who’s to say he would keep up this act? Would they work out in a long-term relationship? What does Koga and Kagome have in common? Like I said, he barely knows Kagome. Unlike Inuyasha, who share Kagome’s values, and share a group of friends with her. Inuyasha knows Kagome’s world, her modern friends and her family (and they love him!). Inuyasha has a demon slaying business with Miroku and lives in a human village where Kagome can thrive as a miko. Koga rarely shows respect for what Kagome wants (he claimed her as his mate and spent the entire series touching her & calling her his “mutual lover” without her consent). Even when Kagome was crying in Inuyasha’s arms after he almost died, Koga still said he “refused to give up on her”. Like the second anon said, the guy really just can’t take a hint (until the very end), and as someone who dealt with men like this in real life I think it’s a pretty big red flag.

Inuyasha literally said he owes everything he has in his life to Kagome. That he was born for her. He continuously chose to live with her instead of dying with Kikyo, risked his life to protect her by giving her the fire rat robe, ditched Tessaiga to save her, jumped into the well every 3 days ready to abandon his world for her. The fact that some people think he’s not the biggest Kagome simp out there and think he’s not “worthy” of Kagome is insane to me. 

Inuyasha learned to give Kagome space when she needs to be alone so she can study. He respects her desire to finish school, respects the fact that she loves her world and didn’t pressure her to choose him over it. 

Also people argue that Koga’s redeeming quality is that he cares about his pack and getting revenge for the ones that Naraku killed. Well, funny how he completely gave up on that once he lost his shikon jewel shards uh? Koga is a FULL yokai and he abandoned his vow to avenge his friends as soon as he lost his power boost, meanwhile my boy Inuyasha stays true to his promise to protect Kagome even in his WEAKEST form! 

Rip to Koga but Inuyasha is simply built different 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, the last point is Inuyasha and his feelings for Kikyo. At this point I’m convinced some people watched/read a completely different series than I did. I mean, the other day I saw a Tik Tok that was like “When Inuyasha runs off to kiss Kikyo for the 100th time” like... what? Inuyasha initiated like 3 romantic interactions with Kikyo in the entire time he has known her. One hug when she was first revived to calm her down, one hug when he told her she could call him when she’s in danger, and the final kiss goodbye to put her soul at peace. Inuyasha is NOT a “two-timer” who “keeps going back to his ex”. He’s a 15 years old boy whose first love got brutally murdered, he started to move on and fall in love with someone else then his “ex” was revived as a vengeful revenant and guilt tripped him into thinking he should die with her. He cares for her and refused to let her get killed by her murderer again, but his real desire was to LIVE and move on and be with KAGOME. At this point anyone who doesn’t understand that probably doesn’t have the emotional maturity to understand the story. I’m not saying that Inuyasha handled the situation perfectly, because of course not, the situation is insane and the boy has no social skills from being ostracized his whole life, but the way some people think he’s a bad person for loving more than one person in his life is insane to me. And you know what sucks? Inuyasha can’t win. If he didn’t care about what happens to Kikyo because he has a new girlfriend, people would call him heartless and would criticize him for treating women like objects that can easily be replaced. And that is one of the main reasons why comparing Inuyasha to other men like Koga, Sesshomaru or even Hojo annoys me a lot: Inuyasha did NOT choose to be in the situation he’s in. He did not intend to be with both at the same time (the anime line “why can’t have a both” is NOT canon). 

I think one other issue is people projecting their personal romantic fantasies on the situation. So many people dream of being someone’s “one and only”, of having their partner tell them that they’ve “never felt like this before”, and the fact that Kagome is not the only women Inuyasha ever loved somehow makes his feelings for her less “pure” or less “intense” to them. Which never made any sense to me because 1- Why would you be less “pure” for loving many people in your life? The fact that Inuyasha fell in love & stayed with Kagome despite the fact that his “ex” was revived and wanted him should actually be proof of how much he loves Kagome 2- Kagome IS Inuyasha’s “first” in SO many ways! The first person to make him happy, the first to cry for him and to make him cry, the first to give him a home, the first person he will be intimate with, the first (and only) person he MARRIES. His past feelings for Kikyo does not take away from that. I think the worst is when people argue that Inuyasha “still thinks about Kikyo after her death” like yeah, he’s still fighting Kikyo’s murderer until the last chapter/episode and his guilt got progressively worse as he repeatedly failed to protect Kikyo, remembering her does not mean he’s still in love with her. He can’t exactly wipe out his memories. Some people even argue that he ”shows sign that he loves her” in the bonus epilogue chapter?? Never mind the fact that the epilogue chapter just kind of sucks, Inuyasha didn’t have any reaction when Kikyo was mentioned, he said he didn’t care and he was only worried that Kikyo being mentioned would hurt Kagome’s feelings. 

When both Kagome and Kikyo were gone from his life, who did he miss? Did he go to Kikyo’s grave every 3 days wishing she hadn’t died? Did Inuyasha ever think about using the shikon jewel or Tenseiga to bring her back properly so he could be with her? No he never did, because Kagome is the one he was born for and the one he wanted to spend his life with, not Kikyo. 

Tl;dr: From what I’ve seen the popularity of kogkag seems to be from people who just like Koga better than Inuyasha and are willing to ignore (or they don’t remember) all the atrocities he committed because they find him hotter and more “charming”, which is fine to me until people actually claim that Kagome should have been with Koga in canon. People who say that are usually just mad about the love triangle because 1- they only watched the anime and haven’t read the manga (and they also misremember the anime) 2- they idealize this idea of being someone’s “first and only love” and they think Inuyasha’s feelings for Kikyo “tarnish” that and 3- they usually lack the emotional maturity to understand the situation Inuyasha was forced in and don’t realize that Inuyasha did the best he could. Inuyasha is a hanyo who was alone all his life and is just starting to open up and trust others while Koga is a full yokai who never had to struggle in his life, and despite that Inuyasha consistently proved that he is a better person. Just because Koga is loud and straight forward with his advances doesn’t make him more loving than Inuyasha, who actually knows Kagome and is romantic and kind to her when it matters the most. 

#ask #Anon #koga-critical #kogkag-critical #wow that sure is an essay lmao #sesshomaru-critical #sesskag-critical #i didn't know i had so many things to say about the topic lmao #i don't even hate koga or kogkag but when shippers have to drag inukag/kagome/inuyasha to talk about their faves... #it definitely makes me bitter #especially when what they say is just so incredibly wrong

[snackugaki]

... i could be mad that I’m finding the energy to draw self-indulgent rottmnt things than my own work but I’ll just take that I’m drawing and posting it to begin with

this does spark joy

the babbling and connections I made, I should note, are like... 40/60 filler nonsense, my hazy childhood memories, and actual extrapolation from presented in-show visuals that Venus mmmmmmmmmmmmmaybe poooooooossibly find a way into Rise ssssssssshould rottmnt get picked up againnnnn????????? 

( ◉ω◉ ) ??? ? ??

shout out to turtlepedia.com for being the power bar as I power walk down this rabbit hole

......and, fuck it, I’mma just make a little visdev project of how I’d think Venus would get into Rise to pass the time until Aug 5

EDIT: Oh shit I just saw the text got pixellated so lemme transcribe real quick

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East Meets West Part 1 aired September 12 1997, and Venus de Milo the 5th mutant turtle (who really should’ve been a sister figure literal or otherwise because 

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* BREATHE *

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12 year old me didn’t like how Michelangelo talked to Venus because kids aren’t dumb and they sniff out ulterior motives like a raccoon sniffs out exposed food in a dumpster of a low traffic denny’s restaurant)

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was introduced with cool mystical powers and she could dreamwalk and taught the others how to dreamwalk and in rise there’s mystical— 

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* INHALE *

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— powers and mystic stuff is colored light blue which surprise is the same color of Venus’ bandanna color and the Hidden City is chockful of mystic everything and ninjas were usually associated [with] ‘mystic arts’ arts the art of the quick change,

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a.k.a Venus de Magic switching disguises is one of the things associated with ninjas and it would be cool if she was a secondary character like Draxum who would be cool to have as a mentee [Venus] to Draxum in the mystic arts sense because he’s already color-coded as a mystic master because why not and

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* WHEEZE *

... Yes, missing words, grammatical mistakes abound because I decided the best route for the conspiracy spiel was to make the speech bubbles and dialogue using the most needlessly complicated method possible. Respect letterers

#fanart #fanon #headcanon #tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #venus #venus de milo #rise venus

[multifandom-damnation]

I know that we've had a lot of Ashton-heavy sessions recently (which I love) but I've been trying to think about what tonight's session might entail after they changed the title for the previous one, and I honestly think the best things I can come up with are

They go back to the crater left by Ashton when the Hishari pushed the first shard into him because when they had the team split and they were sent to Issylra, they were so close to their old home but couldn't go and see it because of time crunch reasons. Taliesin and Ashton have both expressed interest in going back and seeing it, and Ashton has put it on their list of unfinished and important business

They go back to Basuras and meet the Nobodies, who are waiting for Ashton because Sally gathered them before Ashton left for Whitestone/Zephrah, so we might go back there so Ashton can give them a job which I think will result in some very juicy angst

I know that this is sorta self-indulgent, and if you follow my posts at all you know that these are both things I really want to happen, but I also honestly think that these are the most likely? I mean, even if we have a filler episode where the team can have a break and talk it out, I don't see them hanging out in the feywild for much longer and I don't see why that wouldn't go past Ashton's childhood home or the place the shard was implanted into them in the first place, especially given the last couple of episodes, and doesn't this awakening mean that Ashon has an important part to play on the moon, or have I misunderstood that? I don't know, this is probably just wishful thinking, but these are my predictions

#critical role #bells hells #ashton greymoore #they were kinda upset that they couldn't go and see where the hishari used to be because they had to go meet up with the others #they mentioned wanting to go back there one day and having unfinished business because that was important to them #and also? they told sally straight up to gather the nobodies because it was time they repaid their debt to him for staying behind in jusuar #he put something into motion that was heavily related to his backstory and honestly in his entire life considering what happened to him #it would be insane to not follow through with that and at least introduce the nobodies to say goodbye one last time even if they don't figh

[crymeariveronceagain]

Do you have any tips on how to write a fanfic? I have some ideas but I have no idea where to start.

Mmmm.... okay.

This is tricky, because it all depends on your strengths as a writer, what you like to do, etc.

For me, though.

Fanfic is a lot like acting. You have to get into the head of a character you didn't write and behave like they would, but write it down.

So, I suppose, here are my tips. Very River-Specific. One size does not fit all!!!

Pick a plot you like. Who cares if it's fake dating. Who cares if it's enemies to lovers. Who cares if it's soulmates. Who the actual f cares if it's something that's popular, cheesy, or overused. Who cares if it's been done. Fanfic is all about overused plots and overdone tropes. Just write it. There will be an audience. I swear to you. Do you want to know how many "Tony Stark Adopts Hyrda Peter Parker" fics with super similar plots there are out there? A ton. And I'd read them all again for completely different reasons. No one can right your story like you can, my friend. You're amazing, and don't worry about that. Pick something you like, pick something self indulgent that flows, maybe start off small in a nice clean one shot of punching a character who needs to be punched(that's what I did). If you've got funky, unique, untried ideas, use them, but don't feel like everything you write has to be brand new and untried. That's not why we write fanfic, Love <3

Write about characters how you view them. If you hate a character, describe why you hate them in detail. If you love a character, show why you love them. If you relate to a character, show us why. I relate to Sophie like I relate to Marina and The Diamonds, okay? Like, sweet stars above, she and I vibe so well. I know what she's thinking because it's basically what I'm thinking, just a little more scattered. Keefe is broken, in my head, and there's usually an underlying pain to his existence. Etc, etc. I find pieces in each character I can attach to, and then I run with those. You'll see this in a lot of my fics, I pick out characteristics, and I especially stick to those when it comes to side characters. For instance, Tam is usually super annoying or super loving. Marella always behaves like she's the physical embodiment of a chili pepper. Biana is always smart on her feet and well dressed. Like, I just hold onto those things and vibe with it. If they're main characters, I'll psychoanalyze the heck out of the characters, but usually, until then, they serve the purpose they serve.

Don't just focus on characters' good attributes. Be sure to let your characters fuck up. I mean it. They're just people. Let them mess up, screw up, ruin it. Make everything go down the toilet. Make it all horrible and awful. And then fix it. Show them in all their ruined glory. Show the one character's complete distrust of others, and don't solve it too quickly. Show the one character's anger issues, and don't change them, just shift them around, expose why. This is what makes fics interesting to read!

Don't just focus on character's bad choices. If there is one thing that is not fun(usually), it's watching everything go constantly bad always. Give!!! The characters!!! Something fluffy!!! Like, if it's a little self-indulgent scene of cookie-baking, or hair cuts, or shopping, or a date, or a dinner, or something fun and cute that is just a filler for the huge dangerous plot, or if that is the plot, then good for you. Have the characters be flawed, but don't only make bad things happen to them. Love your characters, they deserve a break, too. Except for the characters you want people to hate. Give THEM no mercy.

Be sure to have fun. Fanfic is about having fun. If you're not having fun, why do it. Abandon the project that isn't fun anymore, do something new! Who cares if you posted it already, you're not under any requirements to keep going. You put in effort for free, baby! They get what they get, and as long as you ahve fun, keep going with it! If it's not fun, stop! No one really minds all that much. They'll probably be sad and disappointed for a small moment, but, hey, "life is pain, princess. Anyone who says differently is selling something." They'll live, and this is your project! Have fun with it, and don't worry about what other people think!

hope these help! feel free to send me another ask if you want more tips!! :D

#fanfic #fanfic writing #thanks for the ask! #fanfiction #fanfiction writer #ao3 #ao3 writing #writing tips #writeblr #writers community #fanfic writing problems #writing problems #writing inspo #writing inspiration #writing stuff #writing advice #writer struggles #writer #writer things #writing #creative writing #character studies and acting vibes

[fattybattysblog]

20 Questions for Writers

Thank you for tagging me @residentdormouse I am procrastinating and this will be a great time filler.

How many works do you have on AO3?

58. I have been posting since 2017.

What is your total AO3 word count?

113,141 I mostly write shorter fics.

What fandoms do you write for?

Outside of Original Works, I mostly post Pokemon fanfic. Though I suspect JJK will overtake that in no time.

What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. The Journals of an Alien Mate - 218 2. An Odd Request and a Dutiful Butler - 82 3. Falling into a Lizard's Nest - 50 4. Shelter from the Storm - 28 5. Supervision - 23

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yeah, I love responding to comments. Getting any comments at all is a big deal and I wanna let them know I saw them.

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

"Too Late" ends with Hairi bawling her eyes out over the death of her boyfriend.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think the ending to We Meet Again is very happy considering everything around it. Thalia and Aokiji left on bad terms and run into each other again and at the end they make up and become friends.

Do you get hate on your fic?

When I was younger I got comments calling me cringe, but honestly I haven't gotten a single bad comment since. And those stories are still there sooooo....

Do you write smut?

All the time. Majority of my fics are smut. I love sex.

Do you write crossovers?

No... I'm really not into crossovers.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. And I do check on occasion when I get paranoid. Honestly, I think because I mostly write self indulgent OC stuff people don't care to.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Almost did once. They asked if they could but then about a year passed and they never did.

Have you ever co-written a fic?

In a sense. I RP with friends and write it out. My boyfriends write on occasion and feed me ideas. I never fully wrote something with someone.

What's your all-time favorite ship?

I don't ship Canon/Canon very often. My top c/c ships are Franky/Robin and Geto/Gojo. i could eat those up for ages.

What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oeuf, all of them?? Most importantly, this big FF9 fic I have planned. Though I haven't quite started it yet. I really, really wanna write it. Like so much.

What are your writing strengths?

I've been told my smut is really sexy, lmao. I have been told I write fight scenes pretty well too which is awesome cuz I used to struggle with those like crazy.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Finishing things. On a real note, though, I feel that pacing is one of my weakest points.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

If they're speaking another language, why not? If the whole fic is enveloped in that language (I.E. writing a fic about people in Japan) then the whole thing should be in one language.

First fandom you wrote for?

Zelda. But I'll be damned if you find that fucker.

Favorite fic you've ever written?

So far, my favorite fic is Sleeping Over because it's gentle, soft, and very comforting. How Nanami acts towards Hairi despite all her nervousness and embarrassment is precious.

#tag game #20 questions #fan fiction #fanfic talk

[bitciziad]

welcome to my blog || minors + ageless profiles DNI !!

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i have zero idea how tumblr works i’m rawdogging it cuz i learn no other way, expect a lot of editing but we got this dwdw

i’ll mostly use this blog for Degrees of Lewdity, meaning MINORS DNI. no age = blocked :(

i do NOT tolerate: -> homophobia, transphobia, racism, the sexualization of minors/pedophilia, etc.

NSFW material will be reblogged, posted, drawn, etc. while the content i personally create might not be that explicit, the community i interact with is - which can include art + stories with nudity, dub/noncon, sex, gore, etc. so just like general cw there. heavy on the might.

viewer discretion is advised!

blog navigation:

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#others art - rb art that isn’t mine !!

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#asks/messages - answered inbox stuff

T.B.C. - the hashtag stuff confuses me but i’ll figure it out so… to be continued ?? tags might change and i’ll link ‘em later.

side note; any specific character art you want to see will just have the normal DoL tag (ex: #kylar the loner // #dol kylar) on my profile, which will also be included with the reblogs! idk i’m figuring it out

other stuff, FAQ:

using my art:

feel free to use my fanart with credit as pfps on tumblr, you can also use/reference my designs for DoL! love that n i don’t mind, all i ask is that my personal art of OCs are not taken (or art that i specifically create for others) and to not repost any of my art on other platforms whatsoever. other than that idc, i get inspired by all y’all anyway so have fun go crazy go stupid

inbox/questions:

i genuinely have very little clue as to how asks work but i love to see them so we’ll burn that bridge together when we get there ;) it takes me a minute to respond but i’ll try just for you tho bb dw say whatever you want i gotchu i don’t mind if it’s related to DoL or not, be unhinged n curious always babes i’ll absolutely reply when i can

what is DoL?:

if you followed my account without knowing what DoL is - degrees of lewdity (DoL) is basically a free-range-do-what-you-will text-based explicit porn game that contains mostly any and all mature NSFW topics of dubcon, noncon, sex, drugs, abuse, etc. with other world/story elements. all characters in the game are 18+

bitciziad?:

you can call me bitciziad or binge! i’m 19 and bi as hell (drooling over any and everyone forever and always YUH) anyway i’m a self indulgent (but procrastinating) fanartist n i make out with the homies PASSIONATELY so pucker up we bout to kiss. on the lips.

on another note though feel free to interact with however you do that, i talk a LOT im shameless babes u wanna share music ?? art ?? headcanons ?? just shoot the shit ?? i gotchu BUT THANK YOUU for liking my art/the comments or tags you leave y’all’re great

anyway that’s all for now i think so have this tiny ass mta doodle i did forever ago for a filler, 100% expect for this to get edited at some point along with everything i will ever post ever™

#binge!myart #bitwip #intro? kinda? #idk we rawdogging it y’all

[ciaossu-imagines]

Hello, hello, my lovely constant readers! Just popping in to check requests and messages, hoping to reply to the latter soon this week. I've finished the commission I had, and have been working on some writing that I've been putting off and am having a ball with it. By the end of February, you'll see the start of The Ever Young and will have new chapters of the delinquent! Shouhei story on here, and I'll be posting my first self-indulgent little stories on AO3, which I'll probably also share on here. I've also been giving myself reading and watching time, which was sorely needed. For anyone interested, I've finally completed my full KHR reread, which for me includes the manga, all the Secret Bullet translations I could find (and summaries of what happened in the ones I couldn't find translated) and watching the filler arcs of the anime! I've started a K rewatch and am searching for the spin-off manga because my manga app took them off, along with light novels I know were done for that! I'm also doing a Servamp reread/catchup on so by the time I come back, I'll have all those done, yay!

Just wanted to leave a message saying that I absolutely love all the requests that have come in. I have noticed a couple trends in them though that I want to comment on before I kind of go back to my readings and writings while on my break. I've noticed quite a few people worried about sending in more than one request or asking if that was okay.

PLEASE DO! I will never, ever be upset by people sending in multiple requests during a day, even if they're for the same character. The more requests I get, the more I have to write up and put out for you guys! This is a request blog, which largely means that if you want to see something written, be it for a character or a fandom, you need to request for that! (Though I admit I might use some of the prompts to write things I have in my head for some fandoms that don't get requested!)

On top of that, I've had people worry they're being too self-indulgent in their asks. Please go all out! Requests are, by their nature, very self-indulgent and I encourage that full-heartedly! You're not offending me or making me upset, I do not hate any requests that come in (I love seeing them honestly), and some of the requests really make me very excited to write them!

#admin chatter #thank you all so much for the event support #you readers are all fantastic #looking forward to coming back and writing these

[creationofacentury]

Tiny problem - P2

Summary: The hermits has an emergency meeting while Scar and Grian trying to calm the crying Scar-ling. (Wow would you look at that, it’s only p2 and we are having a filler chapter. Daily dose of mini hermits, Self-indulgent af, be careful.)

Relationship: Friendship! 

Character: BDoubleO100, Docm77, FalseSymmetry, GeminiTay, Grian, ImpulseSV, Keralis, MumboJumbo, PearlescentMoom, Renthedog, GoodTimeWithScar, Xisumavoid, Zedaph, ZomebieCleo

Notes: This is strictly about their MC personas, DO NOT take this seriously, DO NOT harass them with these works. Don’t re-post. (Reblog are welcome!)

P1 (Recommend reading part one first.)

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“So what you are saying is that if we die, we have a child.” Doc says with one eyebrow raised, “How does that work? And why?”

“You skipped a lot of details, but yeah. Couldn’t sum it up better myself.” Xisuma tap on something in front of him and gestures the spawn area around them, “As you guys can see, the server is very laggy lately. I think the amount of information it processed broke something, but I can’t pinpoint what exactly went wrong.” Xisuma stops at that. Everyone is quietly waiting for him to go on, except for Mumbo, shuffling his feet on the ground and holding the egg like it’s a bomb. “I may need some time, so before I figure out what’s wrong, I need you guys to stay safe and don’t die.”

“Do we wrap Scar in bubble wraps?” Bdubs asks.

“But for how long? That’s a bit inhumane.” Ren says hesitantly.

“No, Ren,” False state, “I don’t think Bdubs actually meant it.”

“Ooo I mean it! With my whole heart!”

“Peeps, live as normal as possible is the goal, and wrapping Scar up isn’t really a realistic thing to do.” Xisuma reasons. He is still searching franticly in his communicator.

“I don’t understand, where does the child come from?”

“Zedaph, you see, when two people are in love-”

“NO REN, I swear to- you are doing this on purpose!” False yells.

Xisuma is very used to this, so he just continues: “When we die, normally there’s a head drop, right? But I...” Xisuma saw something in his communicator and frowns, “The egg Mumbo is holding right now was with his inventory drops when he went to get them. And the same thing happened to Scar, and that one has hatched already. Now you have one too, Zedaph.”

Zedaph observe the egg in his hands, “Instead of head drop, now we get eggs? And they hatch?” Xisuma nods. “Fascinating. So cool...”

“This the opposite of cool,” Cleo mumbles, “No one here knows a thing about taking care of a child, how is this cool? It’s a disaster, I tell you.”

A shriek comes out from Mumbo. Everyone turns to look at him. The egg in his hand glows so bright it’s hard to see what happens. A loud sound of something cracking-

“Oh my word.” Mumbo utters.

“Oh my word.” The little boy in Mumbo’s hand mimics, staring Mumbo with wide eyes. He’s in a suit (of course he is in a suit), and it looks ridiculous. 

“That’s so weird...” Keralis is in awe, walking towards Mumbo to get a good look.

“I think we should plan for a supporting system.” Gem suggest. “A nursery, maybe?”

“Yeah, even if we are careful, there will still be accidents. Prepare ahead is a good idea, I am on board!” Ren pipes up.

“Then we take turns talking care of the nursery?” Pearl asks.

“Yeah! That’s a good idea!” Gem bumps Pearls shoulder and turn towards Xisuma. “X, should we vote?”

And everyone agrees. Gem is the one responsible for the construction of the build, since this is her idea.

“Brilliant. I will try my best to fix it as quick as possible.” Xisuma close his communicator. “For now, please stay safe, guys.” And the meeting ends.

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GoodTimeWithScar had never been this afraid in his life. Welp, he’s- nervous, probably, so it’s not afraid. But the bubbly feeling in his chest does feel like afraid to him. He need his baby Yoda, which- he left the baby Yoda at season 7. His Baby Yoda was so small and cute and such an adorable gremlin-

The little Scar-ling- that’s what Scar decide to call him- haven’t stop crying and whatever Scar does the tears just keeps rolling. Scar just realizes, maybe not- not baby Yoda, perhaps. Because baby Yoda is also a child. He really can’t deal with another child-egg-thing (that could actually hatch-) right now.

“Are you doing okay, Scar? X told me I should help you.” Grian walks though the door and greets Scar.

“Grian! Oh my gosh, yes, the kid haven't stop crying! What do I do?”

Grian looks like he doesn’t know, either. “I think you, er...” He reaches his hands out to adjust Scar’s posture. “Does this feel right? I think you were holding him wrong, you should make sure your one hand is under him-” The Scar-ling suddenly cries harder. Grian looks like he is totally freaking out now. “I- I don't know! Scar, what do we do?!”

“Uh, hush little baby, don’t-” Scar tries to sing a lullaby. Doesn’t work. The Scar-ling now looks like he’s hyperventilating. “Ahh!”  Scar panics and shoves the child into Grian’s arms.

“Scar! What-”

“He- I panicked!”

Grian gives him a frantic look, and start to rock the child, “Rain, rain, go away, come again another day,” Grian sings gently and let the Scar-ling’s head rest on his shoulder. “Little Jonny wants to play...” He pat the child’s back with carefulness, and keep singing in a silent voice. 

Scar is...strangely mesmerized, watching intently as the child gradually calms down, and he smiles. He tries to catch Grian’s eyes. Grian raise his gaze and gives Scar a questioning look, but his singing continues.

After a while, “Scar, is he asleep?”

Scar checks Scar-ling’s face. “Yeah.”

“Good, my arms are sore.” He passes back the child to Scar very carefully.

Xisuma peeks in, “Hi, Grian, Scar, the meeting’s over. Is everything alright? Sorry I had to exclude you guys, but I was worried little Scar would be overwhelmed by the people there. ”

“It’s fine. The little guy is asleep.” Grian straighten his back and massage his upper arm, “How did the meeting go?”

“We decided to build a nursery, Gem is in charge of it.”

“Oh, okay.”

“And Mumbo’s egg hatched, by the way.”

“It hatched?”

“Yeah, I think I am a father, now, Grian.” Mumbo walks in with the little Mumbo sitting on his shoulder. “This is so surreal. Ah- My hair!”

“Hey, how come your youngling are so quiet? Mine was crying the whole time until-”

“Scar, lower your voice, you are going to wake him up!”

“Well look at you two, fight like a married couple.” Mumbo quips. Grian is having none of it, “Mumbo Jumbo, you better watch out for your copper. Or the door of your vault, ‘cuz something will happen to them, I promise.” Mumbo looks alert, trying to come up with a response.

“I am really sorry, I will fix this as quick as possible.” Xisuma says dejectedly.

Scar was going to comfort Xisuma when the little Mumbo on Mumbo’s shoulder jump down onto Xisuma’s helmet, slides down and block Xisuma’s face. “Ah-!” Mumbo yelps, trying to grab the child. Xisuma gets very still.

“Don’t be sad.” It sounds small and high-pitched. The little Mumbo hugs Xisuma’s helmet.

“Aww, he is comforting you!” Scar melts.

“...Thank you, little one.” Xisuma gently grabs the child and put him on the ground. He gives the little Mumbo a pat on the head. “You guys take care okay? I should start fixing this right away, I will see you guys later.” Xisuma walks out of the door at that before Scar can say a word.

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There’s a silence after Xisuma walks out. Then Scar remembers: “Wait- What? Mumbo, your youngling can talk?!”

“Youngling? Oh, um, yeah, yours can’t?”

The Scar-ling wakes up to the shouting. He look at Scar for one second and starts to cry, reaching for Grian.

“Scar! What did I tell you?!” Grian chastises Scar and takes the child with a almost practiced manner. rocking the child with quiet murmur. The Scarling’s cry turns into sniffling in mere seconds.

“How- Grian, how are you so good at this?! You have only hold him once!” 

“Shh, Scar, you are scaring him!” Mumbo whispers. Oh he is doing this to irritate him.

Scar thinks to himself, this is nonsense, I am so offended. But the smile still creep up on his face anyway.

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While writing this, I did some research, and I got inspired so much by @theminecraftbee. Poor Jevin, I can’t help but laugh and feel bad for him at the same time. (Also if you see this, thank you so much! High chance that I saw Jevin’s egg disaster and got inspired and started the story without realizing it was you! Wait- is this allowed? Tell me if not!)

Anyway, I grind out part two! To be honest, not really satisfied with this, but I can’t think of anything better for this scene at the moment. I may revisit this and make some changes in the future, but for now, this works.

Did I mention that in the previous part, hermits couldn’t stop calling Scarling ‘it’? I personally find it very funny, because they are just so unfamiliar with children they call a child ‘it’ thought it’s weird since it was written by me who finds their own joke funny it’s cringe. I also hesitated over whether or not to post this for a while. Welp. Imma just roll with it like a irresponsible failure that I am and how is my note longer than my fic

But seriously, thank you guys so much for the likes and reblog! I read every tags and comments in the previous part, and I am overwhelmed with the responds it got. 200 notes! That’s so surreal to me. Thank you!!! Feel free to point out spelling mistakes and weird phrases and whatever, I really need it ;-;

(Also there are some people that mentioned Zedaph’s ‘too lat’, glad you guys like it!)

edit 5/18: omg how could I forget the bubble wrap idea came from @pixie-mage’s comment on the last part! Thank you sm my friend!!

#tiny problem #mini hermits #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #bdoubleo100 #falsesymmetry #geminitay #grian #impulsesv #mumbojumbo #renthedog #goodtimewithscar #xisumavoid #zedaph #I decided not to tag the hermits that doesn't have a lot of screen time so sorry in advance