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cypriathus · 5 months

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ÆYLDZRITCHON SUBSPECIES

NEPHILIM: They’re the enormous, immensely strong offspring of angels and humans, and they can reach up to approximately 10’ 6” (320.04 cm). Human females who give birth to the Nephilim are often prematurely reincarnated into harpies or sirens. On the other hand, human males who sire a Nephilim child are often prematurely reincarnated into harpies or serpents. Both sexes have feathery patches that resemble the plumage of most birds and are usually on their back, chest, outer thighs, and crotch. Nephilim often inherited certain abilities from their angelic parents and are partially immortal as they’re prone to specific human weaknesses and being drained of their life energy. Most don’t possess true forms, but there are a few who do. The oldest generations of Nephilim were rapacious, cannibalistic, violent, and committed every kind of atrocity known to the Æylphitus. After the universal deluge that wiped out the second age of humanity, the Nephilim immediately turned their ways out of fear of extinction. Newer generations still have these animalistic, heinous instincts that the old ones possessed and abused for their own selfish desires. However, it isn’t as apparent and can only be triggered under certain circumstances.

CAMBION (plural noun: CAMBIONs): They’re the offspring of infernal beings and humans, and are closely related to the Nephilim. The infernal beings view them as a powerful gift and a perfected form of their kind, whilst angels see them as another corruptive pest to deal with. Human females who give birth to cambions often die during childbirth due to their demonic powers. They often appear to be humanoid with sickly pale or ashen skin, serpentine tongues, canine teeth, and clawed fingernails and toenails. Like Nephilim, they inherit certain abilities from their infernal parents and are prone to specific human weaknesses and having their life energy be drained. Unlike the Nephilim, most possess a true manifestation and it’s extremely rare if they don’t. They’re incredibly heavy and are born with an absence of noticeable breath and/or pulse until they turn seven years old. They also possess a hunger that cannot be easily satisfied and most have mischievous, vile tendencies. Due to their devilishly cunningness and angelic beauty, they’re able to persuade even the most strong-hearted to do their bidding.

CHANGELING (plural noun: CHANGELINGs): They’re either the offspring of a Fajekhomusi and human or two parents who belong to two different Fajekhomusi subspecies (e.g. the father is a dark elf and the mother is a manticore). The Fajekhomusi who have a changeling child would replace stolen babies and even adults or give them to couples that want to or can’t have children. In regards to the second option, there are many reasons why they give them away to childless couples such as unrequited love, lack of appropriate resources, and sudden conflicts. If one parent is human, they inherit the abilities and certain physical traits of their Fajekhomusi parent and the specific natural weaknesses of the other. If their parents are Fajekhomusi, they inherit certain abilities and physical characteristics from both of them. They often have ravenous appetites, display intelligence beyond human understanding, and uncanny insight.

DHAMPIR (plural noun: DHAMPIRs): They’re the offspring of vampires and humans who are often vampire hunters or the servants of high-ranking, noble vampires. The union between male vampires and female humans are more common, while female vampires mating with male humans is somewhat rare. They have the ability to see invisible vampires and practise various forms of magic that personally benefit them. They can create servants by afflicting lycanthropy on humans and using necromancy to bring back the dead. They possess the same abilities as their vampiric parent, but don’t have an insatiable quench for blood and aren’t weak to being staked in the heart. However, they can be burned by sunlight after a few hours and do need to occasionally drink blood in order to replenish their life energy. They lack a shadow and they often have untamed hair, a soft body, larger than normal teeth with two prominent fangs, pointed ears, clawed fingernails and toenails, and foggy or blind eyes.

HARPY (plural noun: HARPIES): They’re half-avian Æyldzritchons that consisted of many members being originally human. They preside over sudden, sharp gusts of wind and are sometimes responsible for causing mysterious disappearances and food shortages. Most are agents of punishment who abducted sinners to bring to the underworld and they prefer to reside in the Circle of Barbarity. Female harpies have the heads and hanging breasts of women, which is often the only part of their original human self. Their faces are pale with hunger and they either have the avian bodies of birds of prey such as owls and certain scavengers such as vultures. These characteristics are also applied to male harpies, but they have the heads of men and no hanging breasts. Both females and males are larger than all known animals of the mortal plane and are half the height of an average human.

SIREN (plural noun: SIRENs): They’re all-female, humanoid Æyldzritchons who have alluring voices and lived on islands that were surrounded by cliffs, rocks, and the sea. Similar to harpies, they’re large birds with the heads of women that reflect their past life, feathers, bare breasts, massive wings, and scaly feet. Unlike harpies, their plumage is waterproof, they possess the tails of fish, and an exposed, slightly round belly. They have the ability to shapeshift into a human in order to easily lure men to their untimely destruction. They usually target sailors and lure them to their deaths in dangerous waters with their irresistible, beguiling song. As a result of this, the sailors forget about home and leap into the sea. They try to bring the drowned men they have killed back to their habitats in order to feast upon their fresh corpses.

WENDIGO (plural noun: WENDIGOs): They’re fearsome, cannibalistic Æyldzritchons who stalk and consume the flesh of humans. They’re capable of utilising their spiritual abilities to possess humans, forcing them to commit cannibalism. In order to possess humans, they have to physically bite them or enter into their dreams. Those who are more susceptible to being possessed by a wendigo are the greedy and gluttonous as well as people suffering from starvation. During spring, summer, and the first half of autumn, they appear to be human with a couple of distinct features. These distinct features are their sickly pale skin, their interconnectedness with carnivores, and misshapen teeth. They also reek of a horrible odour, one that is very reminiscent of rotting flesh. During the second half of autumn and all of winter, they appear to be emaciated with ashen skin and sunken, glowing eyes. They have two rows of yellowed, bone-crushing teeth and razor-sharp fingernails and toenails. They grow larger the more human flesh it consumes and their lips are either chewed or entirely missing as a result of their ravenous, insatiable hunger. They also have pointed ears and rough, matted reindeer hair on their backs. They preferably inhabit regions that have colder climates, especially areas that possess a lot of woodlands and lakes. All wendigos possess exceptional sharp eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell. They have phenomenal strength, agile speed, and stamina in order to stealthily stalk and overpower their victims. They can easily move through deep snow and across ice or open water without sinking. They’re nearly impossible to kill because it requires proper skill and knowledge on how to cut out their heart of ice, burn it in a fire, and destroy its spirit.

LYCANTHROPE or WEREWOLF (plural noun: LYCANTHROPEs or WEREWOLVES): They were originally humans who are afflicted with lycanthropy and are now forced to shapeshift into a wolf during a full moon or high noon. Humans can transform into lycanthropes either through being bitten or scratched by one. They can only change back into their human form during the day or night. Their human forms possess a swinging stride and have bristles under the tongue, curved fingernails and toenails, and fur can be seen within their wounds. They often serve as the loyal companions and fighters of vampires and/or dhampirs. They’re fairly indistinguishable from ordinary wolves save for having no tail, being larger, and retaining human eyes and a partially animalistic voice. Their aggressiveness and animalistic urges are intensified and are quite difficult to control. They possess invulnerability to conventional injury due to immediate, organic healing, superhuman speed and strength, and falling on their feet from most high places. The only weakness of lycanthropes are enchanted silver objects doused in poison.

ZOMBIE (plural noun: ZOMBIEs): They’re the revitalised corporeal remains of deceased humans who have been brought back to life through necromancy. There are two types of zombies that are separated by their actions, intelligence, and appearances: pristine and decaying. Pristine zombies appear to be closer to humans and have their original intelligence intact. They’re capable of various actions, can react to their environment through senses and mental thought, possess a true consciousness, and all or most of their organs function properly. Decaying zombies are partially or mostly decayed with almost deteriorated brains. They’re capable of specific actions, can react to their environment through senses, and don’t possess a true consciousness. The heart, lungs, and a small part of the brain are the only functioning organs that a decaying zombie possesses. Both types rely on consuming human flesh and internal organs to replenish their life energy and slow down the process of decay. They’re both visual and auditory predators, identifying living creatures through sight and are attracted to loud noises.

#writerscorner #writing #creative writing #fourth subspecies has been introduced #fictional species #fantasy #monster #multiverse #nephilim #cambion #changeling #dhampir #harpy #siren #wendigo #lycanthrope #werewolf #zombie

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truecharged · 10 months

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I've been doing this fact-a-day questionnaire for my MH OC over on my Twitter, and was inspired by @kathuman to crosspost my answers here. So, here we go:

1. Meet Talini! 48 years old, female, 6'7'', lesbian; she grew up as a rider but exiled herself after losing her Monstie, and eventually fell into being a hunter. Nowadays she's earned her stripes and myriad scars through a long and impressive service for the Hunter's Guild.

This eventually culminated in her being appointed the Guiding Sapphire Star. Despite everything, she retains the deep love of monsters from her upbringing & is heavily focused on conservation. She now stands poised to maintain the balance between human & natural worlds. More info on her here!

2. Fitting a woman of her size & bulk, Talini is a heavy weapons expert. She primarily wields the great sword, though she is adept with the switch axe, hammer, and charge blade as well. She can also utilize the bow when she needs to, though she prefers not to fight at range. Fitting a woman of her size & bulk, Talini is a heavy weapons expert. She primarily wields the great sword, though she is adept with the switch axe, hammer, and charge blade as well. She can also utilize the bow when she needs to, though she prefers not to fight at range.

3. Talini's main outfits involve functional elder dragon parts and sleek formalwear. She isn't above showing off some muscle, though! A lot of her styles trend towards butch or gender neutral. She will also wear full armor if the situation she's facing feels dire enough.

4. Dart (Palico) is Talini's main buddy, and the very definition of ride or die with her. Born wild, he's always been contentious, which lead to him being abandoned by his tribe. Talini saved him & the two share an unshakeable bond. He also taught Talini how to dance & doodle!

5. Due to her upbringing as a rider, Talini shares a deeper connection with most monsters than she lets on. She's particularly fond of all Bazelgeuse--regular, Seething, they're all good! She appreciates their fiesty, fiery natures and how they aren't intimidated by any opponent.

6. Talini enjoys working w/weapons, learning to do repairs/maintenance (she likes to be self-sufficient in the field). She also practices dancing under Dart's tutelage often. But her favorite hobbies involve getting out into the wild, either taking notes or just enjoying nature!

NEXT: Questions 7-12

#monster hunter #monster hunter world #talini #talini[core]#oc info

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imdedinsidex-x · 2 years

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I have made a new beast!

Meet the nonopoth! A horse-like creature found in temperate grasslands, shrublands, and the savanna!

All the info under the cut! Warning! It’s a lot!

Nonopoth (Naan-aap-paath)

Hexapodus hippopterum

Herbivores

Diurnal

Live in North America (Central States, usually in the Southwest), Mexico and parts of Central America.

Are entirely blind and use their antennae to understand their surroundings via a strong sense of smell and touch.

Live 20-35 year.

Usually around 6ft tall with a wingspan of 28 feet.

440-550 lbs.

Can run up to 30 mph and fly up to speeds of 50 mph.

Nonopoths experience sexual dimorphism. Males are typically larger and have much brighter wing coloring which helps in the courting of females. Females, on the other hand, will typically have longer stingers on their tails.

Live in herds of around 6-8 members that consist of a lead buck, a lead mare, the leads’ 2-3 other mates of either sex, and their offspring. Lead nonopoths’ mates will not have multiple mates, like the leads.

Nonopoth gain dominance over a herd by competing with the lead of the same sex. Usually these competitions are non-violent, but that is not a guarantee. Rarely will a nonopoth kill another nonopoth to gain control.

Offspring will leave to either form their own herd, take over someone else’s herd and gain their mates, or will become the mate of another lead and become part of their herd.

Nonopoth herds have very distinct scents from one another that help nonopoths identify who’s part of their herd and who isn’t. This also helps nonopoths from trying to take over their parent herds.

Will usually only have one or two calves. Triplets are incredibly rare.

Calves will usually start walking within a couple hours of being born.

Nonopoth are not mammals, and calves will be able to eat what their parents eat pretty well.

Males are typically the ones to raise the calves, teaching them how to socialize, protect themselves, what foods are right to eat, and so on. Though when the fathers aren’t teaching the calves, they stick close to their mothers.

Offspring will stay with their parents for about a year before going off to form their own lives.

Lone nonopoths are usually around the age of 1 or 2 years old.

Older, lone nonopoths are usually either former leads who got beaten in their competitions, or nonopoths who willingly left their herd, though the latter is very uncommon.

Are very touchy animals and communicate primarily through touching, pushing, nudging one another and rubbing their antennae together.

Have non-venomous stingers that are incredibly sharp and can pierce thick hides, though they have other means of defending themselves (Mandibles, claws at the ends of their limbs, and also their pure brute strength due to their size and weight.)

Nonopoths are a nomadic species.

Nonopoths typically live in temperate grasslands, savannas, and shrublands. Due to their lack of fur they wouldn’t do well in the tundra or in areas that snow annually, and they prefer to live in open areas where they’ll easily be able to take to the skies, so they don’t prefer to live in heavily forested areas either.

Prefer to travel via flight in the warmer months, and will travel on land in the colder ones.

When on the move, males will be the ones who cover the front of the herd, since they are usually larger, while females cover the back since they have larger stingers.

When attacked, the herd will place calves in the middle and circle around them, with bucks closer to the calves and does working on fighting off the attackers.

Nonopoths quite like water. It’s not uncommon to find nonopoths washing themselves in lakes and playing in puddles, including adults. Though, they seem to be irritated by heavy rain.

Nonopoths can understand some complex emotions, especially in their own herd. Nonopoths put a lot of emphasis on love and trust in their herds, and will also mourn members of their herd who die by covering them with leaves, twigs, and other things. If other nonopoths pass a dead nonopoth, even if they’re from a different herd, they’ll stop to pay respects and will even drive scavengers off from their corpses.

Nonopoths, due to their close connections with the members of their herd, will not abandon any nonopoth who is either too old, sick or weak to continue traveling. Instead, the herd will stop moving and wait for the member to either pass or gain their strength back.

In the case of a nonopoth who is diabled, nonopoth will try their very best to accommodate to them. Usually when it comes to nonopoth who are disabled later on in life, they will voluntarily leave the herd or make the herd leave them behind in order to spare them the trouble.

If a nonopoth sees another creature who is dying slowly and in pain, they have been known to mercy kill the creature very quickly. This also goes for their fellow nonopoth.

Nonopoth generally don’t do very well with other animals and will avoid them if they can.

Nonopoths would not be very good animals to domesticate, since they have such a strong connection with their herd. They are generally uncomfortable around humans and human settlements, and generally avoid coming near either of them.

Since nonopoth live out in the open, they are very easy to spot. They are also very much blind, making them very popular amongst trophy hunters. Usually, they’re hunted for their wings, mandibles and stinger. Hunting them for their meat is uncommon, but it does happen occasionally. Nonopoth flesh has been reported to taste gamey and similar to venison, but a little sweeter.

#This isn’t really speculative biology #Since it’s just me doing shit and having fun #But I’ll tag it anyways #speculative biology #fake animal #Made up animal #made up creature #Beast #fake creature

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alys-gay-parade · 6 months

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Concept Reveal: NatsuChiru

For the last few months, I've been doing a lot of concept work for an original project that I'm extremely passionate about. Taking place in 1970's Tokyo, it's about a mixed-race Tlingit girl connecting to the heritage she was raised outside of while also discovering the deeper truth of the one she's lived in her whole life.

Trigger warning for mentions of police brutality, suicide, loss, grief, war, cancer, past child abuse, and the atomic bombings in the character descriptions under the readmore.

Primary Cast:

Natsuko (her father chose that name because it reminds him of Natsilane, a figure from the Tlingit story of Blackfish, the first orca) is one of the 2 titual characters. Born in Japan, she's never known life in her father's homeland. She's incredibly optimistic despite not really finding community in either the other local kids or the other military brats at the naval base. Even though she doesn't have any friends her own age, she's got the best family in the world to make up for it. She aspires to live the dreams of a career in music that her father and his cousins never got to and inherited her mother's affinity for animals, leading her to become an idol that performs with our other titular character.

Yáxwch (yax-witch), aka Yax (or Yakuza-kun by only his wife), is a young Tlingit singer/songwriter from Sitka, Alaska; he's also Natsuko's father. After the death of a very close friend (crush, but he'll never say that) to a drug related shooting by the police in his teenage years, he and his cousins vowed to get out of town by any means necessary. This eventually leads to them all joining the navy together as engineers, using his father's connections to ensure they're deployed to a relatively safe base under the watch of a family friend. It's here where he meets his future wife and mother of his only child.

Ashika, Natsuko's mother, is a soft-spoken young woman until you really set her off. She volunteers at a local wildlife center, which has led to her developing close bonds with several rescues she has fostered and released. Not much about her past is known to her husband and daughter, primarily due to her having a 3 year gap in her memory from a traumatic childhood event surrounding her family's Yakuza ties, which she intends to keep secret from them for their own protection.

Chilkat, stage name Chiru, is the other titual character and a 6 year old orca that was kidnapped from her pod off the Alaskan coast 2 years prior to the story's events. Being trained to perform, she desperately craves interaction and bonds with Natsuko almost immediately upon them meeting, as if their souls were drawn to one another. Through the bond they share, Natsuko can tell she wishes to return to her mother.

Antagonists:

Ryosuke is Ashika's older brother, and now head of their family's Yakuza branch, which was supposed to be passed to her. Although he loves his little sister, he knows what triggered her memory block and is deeply ashamed of himself for it. The lifetime of lies and secrets to keep himself out of hot water have jaded him to the principle their family was meant to uphold: harm only those that deserve it and use our power to help the disenfranchised to build up the community. He can't see this, however, and thinks he is doing everything he is supposed to be. He helps fund one of his client's marine park, where Chiru performs, and acts as a talent agent to find a captivating group of young performers.

Elizabeth is 1 of a pair of twins, the daughters of Yax's captain at the naval base. She deeply resents Natsuko for her seemingly perfect family and life after her and her sister suffered horrific abuse at the hands of their mother back in the states, only to be shipped to an entirely new country to live on the naval base with their now single father who barely has time for them. Having acted as her sister's protector their entire childhood and now losing her to Natsuko, she's become aggressive and standoffish to an alarming degree, and the adults in her life all fear that she may be too far gone.

Supporting cast:

Jimmy, one of Yax's cousins, is afro-indigenous, his mom being a black woman from New Orleans. He was very much raised to be overly polite and kind, which makes him very sweet, but also a bit gullible and a bit of a pushover in most situations. He isn't naive, however, and very much understands how people can and do sometimes take advantage of his big heart.

Eagle is Jimmy's partner since they were in middle school and cousin to the late member of their group. He's a Tlingit/Haida trans man who is incredibly open and honest about who and what he is, which sometimes gets him into trouble in the climate of the 1970s. He takes it all in stride, however, as he took martial arts in his childhood to defend himself (at his very supportive parents' request so they could be a little less anxious). Fiercly protective of his friends and family, he will not hesitate to call out bullshit where he sees it and give a dose of reality to those that cross him.

Javier, the youngest of the squad, is Yax's other cousin. His father is a Latino immigrant who ended up working at the cannery thanks to a Tlingit woman being willing to translate for him since she took Spanish in school growing up. Javi acts as the glue that holds the group together, being able to mediate arguments thanks to his unrelentingly calm demeanor and general positivity.

Kenji is Eagle's cousin and Ryosuke's partner, being his and Ashika's childhood friend. He was born in Anchorage, but his parents divorced when he and his brother were just kids, leading to their father taking them back to Japan. He ended up getting a law degree back in the States and served 6 years as a defense attourney. He eventually became disillusioned with the justice system in both the US and Japan, prompting him to join the police force in an attempt to force change from the inside out. His policy is to only make an arrest if he can't diffuse a situation civilly, as he sees himself as a civil servant to the community. This led to his conviction rate percentage to be pretty high since he only arrested people he felt would cause problems and allowed him to eventually be promoted to lead detective. His brother was a very stressed and depressed salaryman who ended up taking his own life, sending the entire friend group into a deep depression over a second hard loss that they're only just starting to shake off.

Captain Mortimer Smith was stationed with Yax's father during the bombings and made a promise to him that he would do whatever he could to help the people whose lives were destroyed in those moments. The horrors he saw during restoration deeply saddened him, and he vowed never to become the disgusting types of people he worked alongside. With his youth occupied by humanitarian efforts, he was late to the fatherhood game, having his twins at 40. When he learned how badly his ex-wife failed as a parent in his absence, he took it on himself to give his daughters the best possible life he could despite the circumstances. He was entrusted by Yax's father to keep an eye on the boys so they don't get themselves killed or arrested, and he does so willingly. Although, sometimes, he regrets taking on that burden.

Yuki is Natsuko's older cousin, the adopted daughter of Ryosuke. Her birth parents were clients of his, and both ended up dying young due to radiation induced cancer. Ryosuke and Kenji took her under their wings without question. She's very attuned to life as a Yakuza child and often inserts herself into Ryo's world without his or Kenji's blessing. Due to her turbulent upbringing, she often gets into trouble at school and hangs with questionable crowds, which eventually led to her being expelled from her catholic private school and being put in the same school as Natsuko and the twins. In an attempt to keep her out of trouble, Ryo insisted that she be a member of the idol group he's trying to build to perform with Chiru.

Olivia, though she just prefers Ollie, is the younger of Captain Smith's twins. She's a ball of anxiety but tries her best to stay thinking positive. Her sister sheilded her from the worst of the abuse their mother put them through, and she watches and worries about Elizabeth every step of the way into their new normal. Although she starts off joining her sister in the bullying and torment of Natsuko, Ollie finds that she actually really likes the girl and grows to feel romantic interest for the first time in her life. She joins the idol group and attempts to get her sister in it as well to help her warm up to the others, but unfortunately, Elizabeth wants nothing to do with that.

Other important figures that will be discussed and even spoken to on the phone, but might not be shown in anything other than flashbacks:

Elvira: Yax's indigenous mother, she and her siblings grew up in a residential home. She bonded with a pod of orca that visits every year and likes to swim with them into her older age despite a worsening heart condition. She never names them, though, as she respects them too much to treat them like pets. She opted to give her son a Lingit name, meaning sea otter, as a nod to the culture she was torn from and had to rediscover.

Montgomery: Yax's father, he's legally blind from watching the nukes but is otherwise healthy and makes a living as a financial advisor. Bad at parenting, but he loves his son.

Ai: The name Natsuko gives to Chiru's mother, who is Elvira's favorite of the pod. She misses her baby and is still in a state of grief over losing her.

Shinji: Kenji's younger brother who committed suicide 8 years prior to the events of the story. He developed a crush on Yax but didn't want to overstep and ruin his friendship with Ashika, so he kept it silent and took it to the grave.

Jin: The group's late friend from back in Sitka. His mother is a refugee from North Korea, and the community protects her without question or hesitation. Yáxwch was present to witness the brutal overkill that took him, leading to lifelong trauma and nightmares.

Cheif Natsilane: He has watched over his direct bloodline in the thousands of years since his death. While the stories of him are much grander than the reality, he feels a sense of paternal connection to those who connect with his likeness and ideals. He's been very interested in Natsuko since her birth and has been carefully guiding her from the sidelines.

Blackfish: Natsilane's spirit guide in the afterlife. She's a bit sassy and is fiercely protective. The symbolic form she takes often unintentionally frightens those she meets for the first time.

Sakura: A woman samurai from feudal Japan. Her village had been targeted in an ongoing war, and she was instructed by her mother to take all the children deep into the forest to hide. When they emerged, their home was devoid of life. As the oldest, she took up her father's sword and armor to defend this community of orphans, her children. She watches over her descendants as well, having adopted every child she happened to come across, with a special focus on the branch that has Yakuza ties. She met Natsilane during the bombings, as he had noticed her and instinctively went to comfort her.

Pastor Brown's family: literally an excuse to sprinkle in tidbits of my family history in the gang's discussions of the goings on back home, as my father would have been 16 in 1978 when the story takes place. He's got a lot of really insane stories about his rebellious youth. Anybody who knew our family back then knows exactly who I'm talking about.

I'm super excited to set out on this journey, and I hope the experiences I'll have will be extraordinary. Feel free to ask me any questions about the project, as I'm eager to share and discuss! Stay healthy and happy, everybody!

#original works #original characters #tlingit heritage #tapping into the anime nerd within me #tlingit #passion project

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whatwh · 2 years

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Forced Villian Au

The story starts with a 5-6 year old izuku, just diagnosed quirkless. The second that his legal papers start referring to him as quirkless instead of simply not having a quirk show up yet multiple different people who work under all for one started telling him, as they knew that he was working on the nomus who mysteriously seem to work better when a quirkless person was used as a base. Due to this he was a great contender. Once kidnapped They needed to wait a little while before he could be successfully used in an experiment so while they were waiting they had him do work in order to strengthen his mental health so that they could supposedly have a more stable nomu. They quickly realized just how smart this boy was and if it wasn't for the already proven quirklessness and the fact he spoke to AFO on his first day there, they would have thought he had an intelligence quirk. This is why he was kept around. They thought that he was a perfect subject and wanted to make sure that their technology was to the best of their ability before using him.

What they didn't know was that he was a descendant of all for one, this was because a long time ago when quirks first showed up they didn't always manifest at a young age but were very common to not show up until 20 to 30s, at which point all for one had a kid who had single a kid and so on until izuku was born with a very strong version of the All For One quirk. Luckily all for one prefers to speak over camera due to his health which made it so once he got his Quirk he was given plenty of time to learn how to hide it whenever he had to meet AFO in person. Depending on the situation he sometimes would put it into a corpse as a temporary holding spot until he got the chance to leave before bringing it back to himself but as he got stronger he learned how to Simply hide it using the quirks of the people around him. It's simple because the majority of quirks that he grew up around could be described as bright and blinding so it didn't take much for zuku to learn to hide his quirk between them all, plus he had gotten a reputation of being someone reasonable until someone touched him and it's not like AFO was constantly checking that the boy was really quirkless, as he had been the one to originally check. He's very traumatized Whenever he was 8 another boy showed up. A boy with a strong mental quirk who was going to be the base for another no as well. Due to zuku being in there for a much longer time than shinso, the boy was quick to attach to the first person his age that he's seen in years that wasn't either insane or insanely devoted to the murderer that kidnapped them. They grew very close and barely left each other's side, even when we were forced to do jobs they were often rewarded and having time to spend together. That also means they were punished by being separated as well. It was Zuku who had the idea to theoretically be able to erase someone's memory using Shinso's quirk. And they decided to use it for the first time after doing some work for the doctor and being informed of Kuriguri (is that how you spell his name? Im calling him Kuri) once being a hero student. Once they learned this he was put under Shinso's quirk while zuku tried to practice using his own quirk to talk to the real student behind the nomu. It took about a year-and-a-half for Izuku to have enough control over his quirk to be able to talk to oboro, but once he did he made it so they talked at least once a week. Oboro grew very protective of the boys, but he knew he couldn't do anything without possibly hurting them more whenever he's barely in control of his own body Basically izuku's quirk made it so as long as a person is within 10 feet of him he can manipulate their quirk . One way he manipulates quirks is by ripping and tearing up a quirk to get what he wants ie a specific trigger or a specific side effect of the ability. He can also take a Quirk whole but considering his situation it's best to grow in strength little by little i e making it so that the only criteria for shinso to use his Quirk is his awareness of a person being there instead of a person having to vocally respond, but that happens later in the story One day when he was 11, he had been caught purposely failing an important mission and as such had a punishment of a quirk being forced on him and his best friend. Little did they know this was a very bad decision as it made it so he had a quirk to manipulate and grow without drawing a lot of Suspicion to himself. Kind of like they gave him a skin to gut out and fill as he wanted. And that's what he did: he turned a simple sensory awareness quirk into a very strong one that made it so he would get basic information on the people around him while still looking like the same quirk to All For One. They also weren't expecting shinsou to survive the Quirk being given to him, but a zuku had worked quickly to metaphorically inject the second Quirk with a little bit of the original Quirk so that it would be accepted by his body. The two quirks, his brainwash and a color change one had little in common but the "injection" made the quirk slowly become a natural part of him. It was in no way a pleasant experience but they did both come out a lot stronger as well as drawing unwanted attention to themselves from the doctor, who started using them for smaller nomu experiments. Fair warning, these two are gonna be so OP So as they slowly we're giving more and more powers, all for one was convinced that they were still completely under the control of the villains around them. He was convinced he broke izuku when he was a baby and shinsou not long after he was taken. He was also convinced that he knew everything that was going on with the quirks and that they weren't at all strong. He knew that Izuku was smart, that's why he kept him around but he was convinced that he only was given the most useless quirks imaginable. The two were terrified of the idea of staying any longer than necessary but they were also terrified of what was going to happen when they left. Other villains swore that they were safer and happier inside than they would ever be on the outside, but thanks to oboro they knew that wasn't the truth. So whenever they were 14 they were told that at the end of the year once they turn 15 they were going to start being a part of the nomu experiments they did all they could to prepare to leave and thanks to all for one's greed and vanity, they did. I haven't fully decided on the quirks they have yet, I have a lot of ideas but I know that izuku made them all insanely carefully. He has 5 "major" quirks, or quirks that he manipulated into what he wants and a lot of minor quirks or quirks that he thinks that he'll find something to do with later. Shinsou has three majors and a quirk that helps him sleep. He got the majority of his quirks from dying people, in his time at the lov people died very often and anytime that Izuku was around for it he took the quirk of the dying person.

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Hey I'm sorry about your doggy. I just had to do the same thing. They don't feel any pain. They just go to sleep. You really ought to be praised for staying in the same room as him when it happened. I understand that it's painful, and I also understand when people can't do it. But it gets easier every day.

Take care! If you need to chat about it, I'm here.

Thank you so much for the kinds words and I send you the same as you mourn for your own fur baby. I was never there with our past pets. Our last dog I was maybe 6 or 7 when the time came and my grandmother came over to distract us with the Hunch Back of Notre Dame. I had been asking to see it so much that she bought the vhs and brought it over while my father took care of our Dusty.

His hips had been replaced many times and he was just too old. He was my first pet to remember and my parents had him before I was born. He was buried in our backyard and I'd go out there and say hi to him and tell him I missed him. Sadly we moved due to my father being a pastor and having a new job. I wasn't there with my cat Princess either. My grandfather had passed of cancer around that time and I was starting college. My mom told the family to spend time with her cause it looked like we would need to let her go soon. She wasn't able to find her way to the bathroom anymore and I believe was becoming senile. We had to keep her in the same area as her litter or she would pee else where. So before I went back to college I spent time with her and gave her so much love. Then without my mother telling me, she took her. I thought I would know and have a choice, but I came home to the news. She was buried on an friend of the times land, but then they moved after a time as well.

We as well moving some years after as well. But I have her paw mold. My mom thought she'd thrown it out at the time they did it, but she found it and I took it and have it safe.

She was a birthday present when it was around 2 or 3 I think. She lived from 1992-2008. She looked similar to my Gracie, both being Blue Russians. I sadly can't find a photo at the moment.

When I met Baxter, I chose him from a litter after he chose me. He was the only one to snuggle into my arms while so young and small. He tucked under my dad's chin and snuggled close. I knew then he was the one.

When I'd cry he'd lick up my tears and hug me. If I had a panic attack he'd be there for me. It was only right in my heart that I would be there with him and hold him as he left. I brought him home and I wanted to help him leave loved.

He was only 6 years and 2 months old.

#Baxter #my fur baby #answer #reply #photos #photos of Baxter #I miss you so much #my baby boy

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fakeghostpirate · 3 years

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BNHA Generational Timeline Theory

Key for the above graph:

Blue items are related to the generational timeline itself and how I defined it

Orange items are related to One for All and its holders

Black items are not related to either

Diamonds are used to indicate birthdays

Arrows are used to indicate other events

The reason I started this from 2000 is because Office Timeline forced me to use real-world dates, so I went with 2000 because that’s pretty much the closest I could get to starting from a Year 0.

Tagging people who’d be interested in this: @owlf45 @pocketramblr @cyber-phobia

Writeup under the readmore

Assumption 1: A “Generation,” as referred to in the phrase “X Generation Quirk,” is in reference to the number of “social” generations (typically a 25-30 year period) since “Year 0,” the year the Glowing Baby was born, and that the Glowing Baby was in fact the first person born with a quirk.

I’ll be using 30 year long generations for this, due to the fact that with 25 year generations the timeline breaks right around the time All Might gets OfA. (Long story short, 40 years would be too far back for AfO to be “over a century old” before Yagi goes to America, like Gran says he is in All Might Rising.)

So to start with, we know Inko is 42 years old and 4th generation, so by extension Izuku (who’s 16) is 5th gen.

Assumption 2: Based on the fact that Present Mic and Meatball kid bring up the Quirk Singularity when discussing how powerful the kids in the Remedial Class chapters are, it can be inferred that those kids supposed to be the start of the 6th gen.

These children are in primary school, and based off the school’s name (translated “precocious brat”) I’d say they’re probably 6 or 7 years old, (children start in primary school at 6 in Japan,) meaning that the current timeline is approximately 7 years past the start of the 6th generation, which gives us an almost exact timeframe of 157 years to build an actual timeline in.

Generation - Years from Year 0 / X Years ago

1st gen - 0-30/ 157-127

2nd gen - 30-60 / 127-97

3rd gen - 60-90 / 97-67

4th gen - 90-120 / 67-37

5th gen - 120-150 / 37-7

6th gen - 150-157 / 7 or less

So, going back up to our other examples, Izuku was born 9 years before the end of Gen 5, or 21 years into it, meaning he’s a mid/late 5th gen child, and Inko was born 6 years before the end of the 4th generation.

Assumption 3: All for One was born during Year 0. I don’t have direct proof, but he was already an adult during the societal breakdown part of the Dawn of Quirks, so it is reasonable to assume he also was an early 1st gen quirk user.

Daruma Ujiko is over 120, so he’s early 2nd generation/maybe late 1st, meaning AfO would be in his 80s when he meets the doc, who’s in his 50s, around 70 years ago. I’d also like to point out just how convenient it is for AfO that Ujiko would just so happen to be rendered completely destitute, and thus devote himself and his longevity quirk to AfO, right around the time old age could do the supervillain in. And how now, AfO is pulling this potential body hopping stunt with Tomura at nearly 160 years old, which, since Ujiko’s quirk “doubles [his] life span” according to the official translation, would mean AfO is, on an adjusted scale, right around 80 again.

In fact, I’ll go even farther and say that if you regard the circumstances that led to Tenko Shimura coming under AfO’s care as suspicious, you should also regard the circumstances that he met Ujiko under with that same suspicion, because it’s the same exact pattern:

1. Individual has some aspect of their life that could attract AfO’s attention (Being Nana’s grandson, being a prominent quirk researcher with a longevity quirk.)

2. Tragedy befalls them, leaving them destitute, adrift, and isolated

3. Nobody is willing to help them

4. Except for AfO

5. An act which very much is to his own benefit

Anyways, enough about AfO, let’s discuss One for All. AfO and Yoichi are both adults when OfA is created, so it was likely made approximately 30 years after Year 0. I suspect for symbolic reasons it was around 32 years, so that OfA would be exactly 125 years old now, and that’s the reason it’s “reaching singularity” for Izuku, but again I have no direct proof for or against that.

Now we know All Might went to UA, and there’s never been anyone quirkless in their hero course, meaning he got One for All before then, likely at 15 like Izuku. Chapter 304 confirmed he’s had it 40 years, so he’s probably almost 56.

Also, since he had OfA for 40 of its 125 years, that means all of the previous holders, excluding Shinomori, would have had it about 66 years total, for an average of 11 years between all 6 of them.

Except that the revelation that Second and Third rescued Yoichi together and that they’re probably all around the same age makes it more likely that they had it for less than 10 years each, (because iirc it’s kind of implied that Shinomori was the only holder to reach 40,) and everyone else had it for longer. In that case, the most you can take off of their cumulative total is ~15 years, with a 7-9 year average being more reasonable, because otherwise you would be putting Daigoro, En, and Nana too close to, or even over, 18 years each.

So an approximate timeline for when they each had it could look something like this:

Holder: Years from Year 0/X years ago, how long they had OfA (Age they received OfA)

Yoichi: 32~38 / ~125~119 years ago, 6 years

Second: 38~45 / 119~112, 7 years

Third: 45~53 / 112~104, 8 years

Shinomori: 53~71 / 104~86, 18 years (Got OfA at 22)

Daigoro: 71~85 / 86~72, 14 years

En: 85~100 / 72~57, 15 years

Nana: ~100-116 / ~57-41, 16 years

AM: 116-156 / 41-1 year ago, 40 years (Likely got OfA at 15)

Izuku: 156-157 / 1 year ago to now, 1 year (Got OfA at 15, but we already knew that)

As you can see, we also can calculate how old Shinomori was when he received OfA. Unfortunately we don’t really have enough information to do this with any of the other holders other than All Might. But there is something else we can get into about them.

Let’s look at the quirks and lives of the earliest holders for a minute.

Yoichi - Was given the stockpile quirk by AfO

Second - Based off his support items, he probably had a long-range quirk, and his life-or-death attitude towards battle makes the prospects of someone surviving seeing his (at this point) minor strength enhancement very low

Third - Let’s face it, Fa-Jin would be the perfect cover for One for All

Shinomori - Vanished into the woods for almost 20 years

Which leads us to Daigiro: Blackwhip is by his own admission, already a top grade quirk. Add in a not-insignificant strength enhancement, and you have a quirk that’s a beacon for a supervillain who can literally steal them. Also, it’s confirmed that AfO has only tried to take OfA from someone who currently had it twice; Once from Daigoro, and once from En.

Therefore I posit the following hypothesis: That AfO did not know about OfA’s existence until he tried to take Blackwhip and instead got a face full of his brother’s ghost.

It also adds another reason for AfO to seek out Ujiko, (who we know knows about OfA) because he would have found him only a couple of years after mostly killing Daigoro. (But incidentally leaving him alive long enough to pass on his brother’s quirk.) That is that he didn’t just find him for his longevity quirk, or because he agreed with the singularity theory and saw it becoming a problem in general, but also because he had a perfect example of a quirk on the fast track to singularity for Ujiko to study and plan around.

Finally, I have a few other points that aren’t directly related to any of these other ones, but I still figured out anyways.

First, we have some information about Nana’s family. Kotaro was 32 before he died when Tenko was 5, and we know Tomura’s 21 now, which means Kotaro would be 52 years old (~4 years younger than All Might) if he were alive today. Knowing this, it’s likely that AfO killed his father and Nana subsequently gave him away in the latter half of her time with OfA.

Also, it is worth noting that Tenko killed his family 16 years ago, which would be the same year Izuku was born.

The Meta Liberation Army had been in hiding “for generations” when ReDestro was a child, and since there’s no way he’s not in his 40’s bare minimum, (the man is balding for god’s sake) that means he’s 4th gen, and the only way things work out is if Destro was 1st gen and the Liberation War was during the 2nd gen, or maybe early 3rd. Likewise, Compress mentions that he’s Oji Harima’s great-great-grandson, and since he’s confirmed 32, that means that the Peerless Thief was also 1st gen. Both of these probably seem obvious without the math, but at the same time it’s also not evidence that this is wrong.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #timeline #mha analysis #mha meta #mha spoilers #mha manga spoilers #bnha analysis #bnha meta #bnha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers

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yoonpobs · 3 years

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dilf (and love) | knj | m

pairing: kim namjoon x oc

genre: fluff, domestic fluff, smut, established relationship, marriage and kids lol

warnings: light dom/sub themes, pregnancy kink, penetrative sex, oral sex (f & m receiving), DILF JOON

words: 6, 702

summary: it's been too long since you and namjoon had time to yourselves

“God take that thing away from me!” You whine as you smother your face with your hands.

Jin pins you with a dry look as he catches a glimpse of ‘that thing’ who is looking up at you with big eyes and a toothless grin.

“That thing is your child …” Jin says blandly.

“That thing is ruining my sex life.” You narrow your eyes at Chanmi as she babbles some incoherent words with her ten-month-old vocabulary. You’d think as the daughter and apple of Kim Namjoon’s eye that she’d be able to read, write and speak sixteen languages at the age of one.

You still allow Chanmi to wrap her chubby fingers around your thinner ones and you can’t help but coo at your daughter. While she may have been the one thing that disrupted any intimate moment between you and Namjoon, you would fight anyone that would ever dare to mess with her. Your own husband included.

“Please, spare the details,” Jin mutters under his breath as he watches Chanmi fondly as she attempts to tug at your sleeve in hopes of getting your attention. You squeeze her cheeks before lifting her up in your arms and hold her close to your chest. You whine because she smells so … fresh. Just like a little bread baby that was all yours.

God, you loved her.

“My old sex life brought me this angel.” You grin up at your daughter who just smiles at you, unknowing of the context of your words.

“Can you stop using such vulgar words in front of your child?” Jin scolds you but doesn’t do anything much to take Chanmi out of your grasp.

You roll your eyes.

“She’s like 300 days old. She doesn’t even know how to shit at a decent hour let alone understand what sex is. Penis in vagina. Destroying pussy. A hole in one. Railing—”

Jin slaps his hand over your mouth to get you to stop talking as he glares at you.

“Why did my brother marry a heathen like you.” Jin seethes.

You shrug nonchalantly as you turn your head to see your dumbhead yet smart-ass husband that was attempting to glue back the shards of glass from the wine glass he broke earlier in hopes of you not realising.

“He needed to put his 148 IQ to good use and I’m the best investment his finance major ever got him.”

“The only good thing that came out of your marriage is this cutie.” Jin coos at his niece and you have half the mind to withdraw his Chanmi visiting card because whenever he was over all he did was berate you and your … unique ways of parenting.

But Jin would still say he cared for you as far as a brother-in-law would but with the added benefit of the fact that he was your best friend before he became your brother-in-law. You were an interesting character, to say the least, and the only reason you managed to befriend Jin was due to the fact that you didn’t know what boundaries meant and had invaded his personal space on the first day of lectures when you leaned over him to throw something at a know-it-all. Jin had been annoyed, but then an unlikely friendship bloomed out of the mutual distaste for ‘Howard from Accounting’.

He introduced you to Namjoon just because he thought that it was hilarious that you and his brother were polar opposites. Jin didn’t even expect the two of you to get along with each other let alone fall in love, but life had a funny way of saying ‘fuck you and your expectations’ to Jin when he least expected it.

The only thing that he regrets is the fact that now he had to listen to both you and his brother whine about your sex life, or lack thereof after the two of you became parents. Being a mother was hard because there was no manual to tell you what was right or wrong when it came to your baby but the experience itself. When you first fed Chanmi softened shrimp in her meals and caused an allergic reaction; you cried for hours straight because you felt like you should’ve just known.

Namjoon was a good partner and an even better father because he was understanding. The first few months postpartum he respected the fact that you weren’t ready to show your body to him because of the way it changed after giving birth to Chanmi, and he never told you that you were in your head for feeling that way. He validated all your feelings through all the rough edges that you gave him when you were going through your own things.

You finally felt comfortable to get naked around Namjoon at the five-month mark where your sex drive returned to that of when you were in your early twenties and just begun knowing how to truly enjoy sexual intimacies with a partner, but a five-month-old baby didn’t allow for much intimacy with your hot ass husband either.

It sucked because Namjoon had always been broad and very dad-like, and after he officially became a father to Chanmi you just felt like salivating over him every waking second you got because … God … Namjoon was a gift from the God’s themselves. Whenever you saw the way he handled Chanmi with absolute gentleness and care you felt like dropping to your knees and sucking the soul out of him. It didn’t help that he wore his glasses every night when he tucked her into bed and read her Shakespeare because it would ‘help with development’. You loved your husband but he was a little excessive.

“Oh God stop drooling over my brother!” Jin grimaces when he sees the bedroom eyes you were shooting Namjoon from where the two of you were with Chanmi.

You sigh dreamily and lean against your palm as you check out Namjoon’s ass.

“I can’t help that your brother and my husband has an ass like that.” You click your tongue.

Chanmi giggles again and it’s like a bell chiming at your favourite cafe when you cuddle her closer, feeling comfort in her scent. She smelt just like home and bubbles.

“How about I give you a sibling, huh?” You whisper to Chanmi who just opens her mouth to babble. Jin on the other hand facepalms himself and sighs.

“You’re insufferable.”

“I’m horny.” You shrug.

“Correction: you’re insufferable on a daily basis but absolutely horrifying to deal with when you’re horny.” He sneers.

“I just need to bed him and I’ll be fine.” You drawl, as your husband who spent the better half of your conversation fixing the wine glass grins to himself with his dimples when he finally placed the last piece of glass back into place. He was so meticulous and cute for the wrong reasons.

“Jesus, stop …” Jin groans.

“Jesus would definitely tell me to go get that dick because I deserve it.” You pat yourself on the back and wince slightly when you smell the telltale signs of Chanmi’s poop permeating the air.

“Say … would Yoongi mind having Chanmi over your place for the weekend?” Jin recognizes the devious expression you have on your face and knows that there’s no way out of it.

“I don’t have a choice do I?” Jin sighs.

You shake your head.

“Nope. Cause’ I texted Yoongi yesterday and said he totally wants to see his niece. The baby bag is all ready to go and it’s in the nursery.” You cock your thumb to the room down the hallway and Jin thinks to himself of all the reasons why he shouldn’t have introduced you to his brother at all seven years back.

“It’s weird without her …” Namjoon frowns as the two of you stand in the nursery as if you were mourning the loss of your child. It felt a lot like it, though.

The two of you never spent more than a few hours away from Chanmi ever since she was born and it felt weird to not smell her vomit from the kitchen or hear her giggles as you cooked dinner. You missed Namjoon and the spark you had in the first years of your relationship but you also felt a little empty without Chanmi’s presence with you.

“I miss her.” You whine into Namjoon’s chest and he clutches you tightly as if to say that he mirrored your sentiment.

“Should we call them?” You look up at him with wide eyes and he smoothes the frown lines on your forehead and chuckles, offering a gentle kiss to your temples.

“We called fifteen minutes ago, remember?” He chides you gently.

You huff, “I just … it’s so quiet. Where are my baby babbles?” You pout.

Namjoon sighs and rubs his thumb comfortingly on your arm when you look around at the purple nursery with reminders of your daughter that wasn’t currently with you.

“Let’s enjoy what we have, okay love?” Namjoon offers, “I miss Chanmi too but I miss this too.”

You smile at him the way he first fell in love with you years ago and leans down to place a peck onto your lips.

“I miss having you all to myself.” He whispers against your lips and you shiver at the way his broadness is clouding all your senses.

“You always have me Joon.” You tell him in a tone as soft as his.

His chest rumbles when he laughs and you feel so warm in the comfort of your husband's arms and you felt it too. Besides the physical aspect of having sex with him, you missed holding him like this without a care in the world. Most of your cuddle sessions were left to the nights you slept next to each other in bed because the two of you were either exhausted with work or trying to care for Chanmi. It’s been a long time since you could just feel Namjoon’s presence with you.

“Besides … we can finally, you know …” He mumbles shyly into your hair and the devil horns that you hide most of the time reappear.

“What, Joon?” You smirk up at him, hands trailing slowly down his chest.

Your husband was so big that every room he walked into he basically commanded the attention of every single person that would come across him. That’s what happens when you’re six foot and broad like him. But you loved the fact that you were the only one that got to see the much softer side to him that he didn’t just show anyone. The fact that he was the CEO of his own company made his persona ever more intimidating than he actually was but you knew he was a huge softie on the inside.

The two of you were very different in many senses. From your personalities to the way you approached conflict. Namjoon was very diplomatic but you were anything but. He was truly the most empathetic and understanding person you’ve met in your entire life and you’ve seen a total of ten therapists in your teenage years. Namjoon was the balance that levelled your temper and uninhibited tendencies to always be the loudest person in every room. With every time you snarked at someone who pushed your buttons came Namjoon that placed a gentle hand on your back with a soft whisper of comfort.

In fact, most people thought the two of you would have never lasted. You heard those mean girls in college that made petty bets on the fact that you’d probably end up leaving him because you were too much of a bitch to deal with someone as kind as Namjoon. You remembered most of your fights being about your insecurities and how you always thought that Namjoon deserved better and with him telling you that you were the one for him.

Looking back, you laugh because the two of you were theoretically horrible for each other but exactly what the other needed. Namjoon needed someone free-spirited enough to manage his meticulous tendencies and you needed someone willing to see you for more than your erratic behaviour.

“What’s that pretty head of yours thinking about?” Namjoon hums when he realises you’re not paying attention to him anymore. He clasps your hands together to bring back your attention to him as you look up at him with eyes so full of love.

“Just reminiscing on the old days.” You tell him and he snorts.

“You say that as if we’re ancient.”

“You’re not fooling anyone. I heard your joints cracking when you bent down to pick up the strands of hair on the floor.” You tease.

“And who’s fault is it that I’m constantly bending over to pick up strands of hair because she sheds like a cat?” He retorts playfully.

“We’re both old.” You pout, playing with his fingers and admiring the glimmer of his wedding ring. You can’t believe you bagged a man like Namjoon.

“I still got it, though.” He adds thoughtfully and you raise an eye at his comment.

“Got what?”

“My game.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you suggestively and you burst out laughing because it was so on-brand for Namjoon to make a comment like that but blush when you got a little more touchy-feely with him when he least expected it.

“How about you show me then?” You whisper as you turn around to press yourself against his chest, ensuring that your cleavage was on full show to his line of vision when he looks down at you.

“Did I ever tell you how much I love your tits after the pregnancy?” He tells you breathily and you snort.

“So you didn’t like my tits before I gave birth to your child?”

He rolls his eyes and reaches his hands below your thighs to lift you up so that you could wrap your legs around his waist. The way he could effortlessly carry you and lift you up always made your heart and nether regions flutter because he was so big that he basically towered over you. Especially when he became a dad it was like his hot factor exploded exponentially. He basically became the epitome of a dilf.

“You and your mouth,” He tsks as he carries you out of the nursery and into your bedroom, “I just may need to shut you up.”

You whine into his chest before he tosses you down onto your mattress as he towers over you, looking over your body like you were the finest piece of art he’s ever seen. Namjoon always had ways to make you feel like a million bucks even though you were in an old camisole and your old college varsity sweatpants.

“Why don’t you do it then?” You tease back.

You were different from the women that Namjoon has been with prior to your seven-year-long relationship as most of them were pliant and quiet, and took whatever he gave to them. Don’t get him wrong, he loved playing the dominant character in bed but he also needed a brat to push his buttons and it was exactly what you were. Even if the two of you were so fundamentally different in personalities, the two of you were definitely sexually compatible.

“Flip over.” He demands and you whine before reluctantly turning over.

“I want to see you.” You whine petulantly.

You feel him rather than have him verbally respond to you because he delivers a tight slap to your ass as you gasp at the impact. He rubs his hands soothingly over your butt cheeks and squeezes them as he leans over your body, crowding your back with his body heat.

“Don’t be a brat ___.” He sneers into your ear and the moan is stuck on your throat when you feel him drag his hands all over your body until it reaches under your body to reach for your tits.

“Fuck. I love your tits.” He groans.

Namjoon’s hands immediately trail down your body until they reach the hem of your shorts and you wiggle your ass back at him teasingly. You hear him growl and you always knew that Namjoon was an ass man and your ass made him weak.

“Need I remind you that you’re in no position to tease, sweetheart?” He whispers into your ear and you feel the goosebumps erupt on the surface of your skin.

“Fuck. Please—Joon, touch me.” You gasp as you feel him pull down your shorts to be greeted with a cheeky pair of panties that left little to imagine of what hides underneath. Your husband had the talent of getting you obscenely wet without doing much and it’s proven again when you feel the uncomfortable ache between your legs as he flips your body over once again to get a good glimpse of your heaving body, as well as the stain on your panties.

His knuckles trace the inner side of your thigh carefully as he avoids the place you need him the most while you feel more wetness pool at your entrance. You’ve been deprived of his touch for way too long and that caused your sensitive reactions to anything that he did. You missed his fingers so much and having him so close yet so far away from your pussy was destroying your restraint.

“Namjoon p-please!” You cry when he finally cups your mound with his large palm.

He digs the heel of his palm straight into your clit as you arch your back and let out a low moan.

“So wet baby and I’ve barely done anything.” He taunts you with the low baritone of his voice.

“You make me so wet Joonie.” You pant when you feel him grind his palm into your clit some more, providing the satisfying friction that you’ve been craving.

The feeling doesn’t last long because he’s hastily removing your panties from your legs and tosses them somewhere over his shoulder. His face is directly in front of your pussy and you can’t help but feel flustered at the proximity of his breath to your hole. You’ve done this a million times before but the familiarity is slightly lost due to the time between the last and the present.

“Where’s the brat that couldn’t shut her mouth before, hm?” He mumbles and you feel every breath against your pussy. You squirm and feel his large hands wrap around your thighs, locking you into position so you wouldn’t be able to move.

“It’s just been so—ah—long,” You tell him breathily.

“Too long. Missed this pussy.” He says as a parting gift before he dives straight into your clit and begins to lap rounds over the hardened bud. You let out a high pitched moan at the pleasure he was providing you with just his tongue alone, and the way that he knew just where to focus on your clit with tense figure-eights.

“Ah—ah, fuck—Joon!” You groan as your hands wrap around his hair to tug at it. You feel him moan against your pussy, which sends vibrations up to your core and causes more wetness to pool at your centre.

Namjoon is relentless when he digs his hands harder into the meat of your thighs to prevent you from moving too much as he continues to suction on your clit, focusing his attention on it as much as he could. After years of being together, he just knew what you loved and this was it.

You liked it messy. Wet and fast, and Namjoon always gave it to you good. He pulls away momentarily so he could look up at you with a hooded gaze and you let out a high pitched whine when you see the glistening of his chin all the way up to his nose with the signs of your wetness staining him. His fingers run up your thighs teasingly and you shift under his ministrations only for him to smack your right thigh harshly.

“If you move you don’t get to cum.” He threatens you and you immediately still your body with the impossible threat.

You feel his fingers run up and down on your slit as he gathers all your wetness into one place, hovering slightly over your clit. You have to keep your whine to a minimum because Namjoon got real mean when he wanted to. But he was a good lover—so good.

Your hole is throbbing with a need to be filled, and your husband picks up on that immediately as he prods your entrance with the tip of his index finger. You attempt to grind down on him as you make eye contact with the dark eyes that threaten to take away your orgasm.

“I said. Don’t. Move.” He reminds you.

You whimper in silence as he teases your hole a little more before he decides to return home into the warmth of your walls. The moment that barrier was broken, you feel him go straight for the hook as he reaches his index finger all the way up until his knuckles. You hear Namjoon hiss under his breath as he begins prodding your walls until he finds—

“Fuck—there, Joon—ah!” You gasp, head tilting backwards when your husband finds your g-spot.

Namjoon smirks to himself and slides another finger in to hook them upwards into your g-spot, unmoving as he stills himself against the area; causing pure, unaltered pleasured to run through your veins. You’re vibrating and twitching all at once because you can’t control the involuntary response that comes with your husband's demon fingers that are causing every possible pleasurable feeling to run through your system.

You can’t keep the moan to yourself either as Namjoon looks at you with awe, but you miss it because your eyes are too busy being rolled to the back of your head at the way Namjoon skilfully thrusts into your pussy.

“H-Harder, p-please Joon—wanna cum so bad.” You moan and run your fingers through his hair to bring his mouth closer to your mound.

He lowly chuckles and shakes his head at your sex drive. And the next thing he does next nearly makes you cum on the spot.

The way he gathers his spit at the back of his throat was borderline pornographic as you see the way his throat revs up. He drops the glob of spit directly onto your clit and uses the hand that wasn’t in your pussy to spread the lubricant all over your slit. He purposefully grazes your clit but doesn’t apply enough pressure to make your head spin, but just enough for you to whine in want.

“Your pussy is so pretty love.” He coos, leaning into your mound to deliver kitten-licks to your clit, and the warmth of his tongue with the added addition of his fingers feels all too much.

“J-Joon!” You gasp when you feel him thrust his fingers rapidly in and out of your pussy that your body hitched up the surface of the bed. Every thrust was accompanied by the direct assault of his tongue on your clit as he presses down on the hardened bud with the purpose to drive you closer to your orgasm.

You were painfully close, and the precision of his fingers at your g-spot allows you to revel in the way the coil in your body is ready to snap, so close to release. Namjoon leans down so that his head is where you love him the most, between your thighs as he scores the final goal and presses his tongue against your clit.

“Oh my god Joon—fuck—s-so good—I’m gonna cum!” Your back arches off the bed uselessly because of the way that Namjoon uses his other hand to pin you down, arms wrapped tightly around your stomach.

“Come for me pretty girl.” He coos against your clit and the vibrations is what sends you over the edge.

He fucks his fingers into you as you orgasm, kitten licking your clit with just enough pressure for you to whine as you buck your hips up into his mouth involuntarily.

“Fuck. Baby—hurts.” You whine, pushing his head away from your pussy when the overstimulation gets to you.

Namjoon places one last teasing peck on your clit, which causes you to twitch and pinch his neck as he chuckles, dragging his hand up your body to bring you closer to him.

“Still got it, hm?” He whispers against the column of your neck as you roll your eyes.

“Just kiss me you fool.” You pull him in for a kiss, and your tongue immediately finds its place home in Namjoon’s mouth.

It’s probably because it’s been so long since the two of you could feel each other like this, without any rush to get it over with but with the freedom to enjoy each other’s bodies as much as you’d like. Namjoon’s hands were the truth of that as he trails his arms down the sides of your waist and tugs you closer to him by your hips until he reaches for the hem of your camisole to tug it off your body.

He grabs the mounds of flesh in his hands and squeezes them hard enough to cause another gush of wetness to drip down the side of your thighs and onto his sweatpants. Besides the fact that he delivered a mind-blowing orgasm to you, the stained wetness of his sweatpants from his pre-cum and your slick is enough for you to push him down onto the bed.

“I’m gonna suck your cock.” You kiss him on the lips one last time before you’re leaning down to palm him over his sweatpants.

He hisses above you and grabs the back of your neck lovingly that it has you snorting.

“You know if you’re laughing at my dick my feelings are going to be very hurt,” Namjoon says from above you.

“It’s just …” You shake your head and giggle as you clench your fist around the outline of Namjoon’s cock as he lets out a low breath of approval at your action.

“You used to shove my head onto your cock the moment I reached your pants and now you’re so soft.” You tease.

You hear his breath hitch and the grip on your neck tighten at your taunting words. The excitement already pooling in your stomach at the roughness that would ensue from your husband.

“Me? Soft? Is that what you want baby?” His tone is warning and you know he’s serious.

You shake your head as you look up at him with innocent eyes, a stark contrast to the hand that continues to fondle his balls over his sweatpants.

“Don’t be a bitch and take my cock out.” He sneers, and you smile to yourself cheekily—knowing you hit a sore spot.

You happily oblige as you pull Namjoon’s sweats down to be greeted with your husbands cock. The visual itself has your pussy throbbing, and every time you’re faced with it, you always burn with the prospect of his thick cock pounding into your pussy.

“Now suck it like a good girl.” He guides your head towards his dick but you’re proactive enough to fully start licking at his tip, tongue teasing his slit as you hear him let out a low groan.

Your eyes are locked on his figure, as his head is thrown back. You want to grind on the sheets but you know that would delay him fucking you so you decide against it. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t appreciate the visual that your husband was giving you from where you were.

Namjoon had always been handsome. But there’s something about seeing him throw his head back in pleasure because of you that has your stomach churning with pride. You’d shamelessly admit that you were more on the possessive side, purely because you knew there were many men and women out there who desired Namjoon in more ways than one; and you didn’t like sharing one bit.

You spit onto his dick as your hands worked the rest of the length that you didn’t engulf in your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks to create a suction. Your tongue begins to tease the underside of his shaft, the way he likes the most and you know he’s enjoying your focus there because the hand that grips your neck is now tightly clutching your hair in a fist.

“Fuck. That’s it, baby.” He groans.

Motivated by the praise, you sink deeper, hands resting on his thick thighs as you push yourself until your nose reaches his pelvis. You’ve taken his cock like a champion on many occasions, and you can only thank him for that like the numerous times he had to guide you down on his cock were probably the only reason why your tiny throat could welcome his thick girth.

The sounds of you chocking on his dick was a lot for Namjoon, mainly because he couldn’t get enough of his wife but also because he’s been waiting out to bust a nut down your throat—actually your pussy—so long that he can’t handle the onslaught of pleasure your mouth brings him.

“Baby—baby,” He tugs you off his cock and the redness around your cheeks with the tears that pool at your waterline is enough to make his heart soar. Even though you were nasty in bed, he loved every single part of your forwardness.

“Your mouth is amazing but I need to cum in your pussy.” He tells you.

You whine at his declaration and allow him to manhandle you until you were face down ass up, ass pressed tightly against his pelvis as you grind your wet cunt over the hardness of his dick.

“Fuck—you’re so wet, baby. You like sucking my cock?” He growls, arms reaching around your stomach to pull your body flush against his chest.

When you reach your hand to wrap around his head to balance yourself, you see a view of your bodies together in your mirror. Courtesy of when you first moved in and due to you and Namjoon’s egocentric tendencies of wanting to see you guys fucking each other.

“S-So much Joon.” You garble.

His hand reach down to cup your mound and digs his palm into your clit as you grind down against his hand. You feel him loosely trace over your clit to gather your wetness into his hand to lather it over his dick.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good.” He whispers in your ear when he lines his cock against your entrance.

You whine, excitement erupting inside of you—until he finally slides it.

It definitely takes you by surprise because your husband was big. And the fact that you haven’t had his dick in you for months made it much more of a pleasant surprise when he bottoms out completely in one swift thrust of his hips, which causes your body to fall forward as your hands grip the sheets beneath you.

“Fuck. This tight pussy’s mine, right?” He growls.

You nod your head into the sheets as he begins with a few experimental thrusts as you adjust to the slight, yet pleasurable, sting in your lower half.

Until you squeeze his hand on your hip to give him the go, Namjoon settles for slow thrusts into your pussy, but it’s enough to prod at your pleasurable spot because not only is Namjoon smart, kind, funny, handsome and ridiculously a great father—he is phenomenal at sex. Probably why he knocked you up on the night of your honeymoon with your bundle of joy.

Namjoon begins snapping his hips into yours relentlessly like a man starved, and starved he was. He’s missed the wet heat of your pussy; and God did he love your daughter—but he missed this—your pussy.

“F-Fuuuuu—” You’re heaving.

Namjoon continues to thrust into your pussy, angling his hips upwards so that he’d reach places deeper than ever as your eyes roll to the back of your heart in pleasure.

“Fuck—this—tight—pussy—” His words follow the sharpness of his thrusts and you don’t even know where to grab because all your sensations are heightened, especially when Namjoon reaches a hand down to your clit to begin rubbing it vigorously.

“Nam—Joon!”

You’re so wet that the squelch of his thrusts is echoed in your bedroom, and the only thing you hear besides that is your loud moans and the heavy breathing coming from Namjoon.

It’s only when he plants his knees firmly into the mattress and brings your hips to meet his thrusts is when you feel your pussy clench uncontrollably around his cock as you wail out his name.

“Fuck, baby—you’re clenching—so—hard.” He groans, pushing his hips deeper into your pussy.

“Love your cock,” You moan, “Fuck—Joon, please—fuck your cum into me.”

“Yeah?” He grits his teeth and flips your over effortlessly, dragging your leg over his shoulder as he begins pounding into you even harder as he admires the way your face contorts in pleasure.

“Yeah.” You nod your head like a sex-crazed maniac because your husband was just too good with his hips.

“Gonna give you another baby.” He whispers when he leans down into your face as your eyes widen at his declaration. Your pussy reacts too, gushing out even more wetness as it becomes tighter around Namjoon’s cock.

“Fuck. You like that idea? A sibling for Chan’?” He grinds his pelvis into your clit as his words spur your second orgasm for the night on.

“No shit?” You gasp when he revs up his spit in the back of his throat, looking at your mouth invitingly.

“Yeah,” He says breathlessly, and you open your mouth to welcome his tongue when he drops the glob of spit down your throat.

You whine, feeling your orgasm coming so closely.

“Fuck Joon—I’m gonna cum.” You gasp.

You feel Namjoon’s hips stutter and you know he’s coming soon too.

“Me too baby.” He tells you while giving you the set of most adoring eyes ever. Even as he’s fucking you into the next dimension, Namjoon makes you feel so utterly loved and whole that you can’t imagine spending the rest of your life with anyone else.

He snaps his hips the hardest he’s ever done throughout the entire night, and you feel your pussy throb so much; signalling to you and Namjoon that your release was right there.

“Baby—I’m gonna—I’m gonna c-cum,” You grab onto his shoulder to pull him closer to you.

He welcomes it and leaves open mouth kisses onto your mouth as he fucks into you like a mad man.

“Cum.”

That’s all it takes for you to reach an explosive orgasm, one that quite literally causes you to blank out for a second because while Namjoon’s hot cum spurts into your pussy short after you came, he feels your body go limp in his embrace; causing his eyes to widen.

Only until you’re blinking up at him dazedly is when he holds you to his chest, as you feel his chest rumble when he chuckles.

“Baby … I thought you died.” He cards a hand through your hair and you smile at him, stupidly in love.

“If I die because of your dick I’d be happy.” You grin at him cutely. And he scoffs at the way you look so cute after you’ve been fucked to hell and back.

“My horny little monster,” He flicks your forehead as you bring him close to your chest, his dick still settled inside of you. But there was a sort of intimacy that you couldn’t quite put words to, but welcomed the gesture nevertheless.

“Were you serious?” You ask after a while of sharing a few intimate pecks to each others’ lips.

He finally pulls out to roll on his side as he reaches over to pull your close to his chest. He raises an eyebrow at your expression when you feel his cum leak out of you.

“God you really didn’t jack off recently, did you?” You ask.

He pecks you on the nose as he quickly tugs clean boxers over his legs and disappears into your on-suite. You sigh to yourself dreamily, thinking of how lucky you were to be with someone as loving and compassionate as Namjoon was.

You weren’t necessarily unlucky when it came to your relationships prior to him, but there would always be dealbreakers that caused splits to be more bitter than neutral. Namjoon was the only man in your life that you could speak to without fearing any judgement from because he wasn’t like that. He knew how to make you feel wanted and also how to want yourself, all while being your best friend and partner.

When he returns, he returns with a damp cloth and immediately begins cleaning up the mess between your thighs, even as he cheekily mentions how there was more from where that came from as you slap him on the shoulder.

Once he ensures he’s satisfied, he tosses the cloth into the laundry basket and grabs a big t-shirt of his to slip it over your body. You hum in satisfaction as his scent overwhelms you, even more so when he tugs you close to his body and he looks at you with all the love in the world.

“You asked if I was serious earlier?” He repeats your question and you nod your head looking up at him.

“Yeah.” You let out a breathy smile when he leans down to pull your face towards his own as you admire all the freckles and pores on his skin, fingers tracing loosely over the wrinkles that come with age.

“I know it’s sudden but … I’ve been thinking about our family and—I want our family to become bigger.” He tells you like it’s a secret. You know he’s been mulling over it for quite a while because he looks a little unsure of himself, but all you can do is smile widely at him.

“Really?” You ask, playing with the hair on the back of his neck when you feel his fingers trace over the skin on your back.

“Of course. I love you, and I love Chanmi. I’ve always wanted kids and you brought the best gift in my life to me and … I can’t explain how happy I am when I’m with the two of you.” He smiles at you gently.

You don’t know if it’s because he just fucked you so good, or was it because you were lovesick, but your eyes water because Namjoon was Namjoon.

“But—if you’re not ready then I understand and we can—”

“Yes.” You interrupt him.

His eyes widen as you see the excitement begin to pour into his irises.

“Wait—really?” He asks innocently.

You nod your head and kiss him on the lips softly, no rush as he returns the gesture, holding you close onto his chest where you feel the best in his arms.

“Yes really. I want what you want. And I think it’s about time Chanmi gets a sibling, no?” You tease.

He groans like you’re unreal as he buries his head into the crook of your neck as you caress him gently. Namjoon was really just like an oversized baby and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“When?” He asks.

You tease your fingertips down to his chest and offer him a knowing look.

“Now?” You feign indifference but you can see the wide grin he sports on his face.

“Fuck. Don’t say that. I think my dick is going to fall off at how hard I fucked you just now,” He whined.

“You’re getting old,” You massage his shoulders as he sighs.

“I am …” He acknowledges, “But we’ll grow old together, right?”

The prospect of a future of unknowns with Namjoon only makes your heart bloom. You nod your head, not another word need to be uttered as he holds you in his arms, excited for what’s to come.

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what makes you think the writers want deancas? not trying to be an asshole, i'm just genuinely curious as to why you think that. i know berens' episodes are pretty heavy with subtext so i can see why you'd say that he wants it, but i'm not so sure about the rest of the writers/dabb. it seems like meghan isn't a huge fan either, given her "they twisted it so fast" tweet :/ of course she's a very new writer (think she's only writing one ep this season?) but still

OKAY this is a great question, welcome to my dissertation.

I’m going to address the end of your question first. Meghan is actually DeanCas positive, she has been for quite a long time. She actually, a few years back, posted a picture of her reading a literal book about Destiel and captioned it “writing reading” or something like that.

This whole thing just comes out of a boiling over of tensions because of how nasty fandom twitter can be. Like I said here, I think this has just gotten blown out of proportion, they shouldn’t have posted all this randomly disparaging stuff, but also like...can you blame them? The fandom is a lot, we always have been, and they’re probably also under a gag order not to talk about the finale, and are annoyed that people keep asking.

So nah, Meg is not anti Destiel.

To the first part!! So let’s take a look at the show runners since Cas has been around.

Seasons 4 and 5: Kripke

Seasons 6 and 7: Gamble

Seasons 8-11ish: Carver

Seasons 11ish-15: Dabb

So starting with Kripke. Okay, yes, I will be the first to admit that we have some pretty incredible Destiel moments in these seasons, but it’s less directly written into the plot and much more from Misha and Jensen’s uhhhh ~chemistry~. The only times it was directly written into the script was when the episode was handled by someone like Edlund (“On The Head Of A Pin,” “The End,” “My Bloody Valentine”). And you have to remember, if in season 5, there are moments here and there where you’re like huh that’s suspiciously romantic dialogue, remember that Cas took Anna’s place. Anna was supposed to be endgame for Dean, but due to a myriad of issues and Misha’s general greatness, Anna was replaced with Cas.

Onto 6 and 7. Hmmm. Gamble. 6 and 7 are my two least favorite seasons and that’s no secret, and that’s not only due to the plain old weird shit in the overall storyline, but also that homegirl killed off Cas in s7 and then Bobby like four episodes later. (Also it ALWAYS rubbed me the wrong way they couldn’t have Baby in that season lol). We still had some great DeanCas moments, but again, it wasn’t really written into the overall arc (until they had to change the end of season 7 because of tanking ratings and bring Misha back lol, anyone remember the fact that Dean kept Cas’ jacket and would randomly dream of him? Yeah.). But we still had those moments, those distinctly romantic moments, probably the best example in these two seasons is from Edlund again, specifically “The Man Who Would be King,” I wrote a little about that here.

We move onto Carver, who gave us, at this point, the most overt DeanCas season with season 8 (season gr8 is a better name imo), and this is the first time Dean and Cas’ relationship is directly written as an arc of the season. I mean, you have everything in Purgatory, Dean “seeing” Cas everywhere, the fact that he felt so guilty that Cas stayed in Purgatory that he manipulated his own memories to think that he was the one that failed Cas, because he couldn’t comprehend that Cas would want to leave him, and let’s not forget Dean snapping Cas out of Naomi’s hold on him in “Goodbye Stranger.” It was a very obvious shift, not enough to alert the general audience, but more than enough for most of us in fandom.

It’s also important to note that this is when Andrew stopped co writing with Loflin and started writing his own episodes (”Hunter Heroici” anyone?) I like Loflin fine, but Dabb was able to stretch his legs a little bit more once he stopped co-writing, and we also began to see some DeanCas themes in his solo episodes.

In any case, them and their issues being a big part of the seasons continued with Carver, and Berens entered the scene, his first episode (”Heaven Can’t Wait”) is one of my favorites, with human Cas and the fanfiction gap and Dean and Cas just generally being awkward and funny and sweet. This is Bobo’s FIRST episode, remember that. He comes right out of the gate with it.

Also in Season 9, this is when Dean takes the Mark of Cain, and the Cas/Colette mirror is born, so obviously, Dean and Cas are the fabric of the season once again. This is also the season where Metatron says Cas is “in love with humanity,” and then immediately refers to Dean as Humanity so uhhhh yeah.

Onto season 10, Dabb and Berens continue with their greatness (I could write pages on the DeanCas date in “The Things We Left Behind” alone). And then we have one of the best scenes in the entire show in “The Prisoner” where the Cas/Colette mirror continues and Dean, driven by grief and pain and rage and the Mark, still doesn’t kill Cas. He still can’t kill Cas.

Season 11 is important because it takes choice away from both Cas and Dean, and shows us, as the audience, how much losing each other takes out of them. We saw in season 10 how much losing Dean takes from Cas, but what about Cas losing Dean? Dean loses his choice with his connection to Amara this season, and loses even more when Lucifer reveals he’s been possessing Cas, and plays on Dean’s connection to Cas like a mockery. It’s also worth noting that, similarly to season 8, Dean breaks out of the connection with Amara when he’s worried about Cas, and that’s something that even SHE is surprised by.

But then season 12, the beginning to the Renaissance. This is when we get the writer’s that become important for what Dean and Cas are today, and, truly, why I believe they want canon Destiel as much as we do.

This is the first season with Dabb’s writers: Davy Perez, Meredith Glynn, Steve Yockey, and of course Bobo all come in with their incredible talents and gave us episode after episode of good content. “Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets” is probably my favorite, probably the best example of what I’m saying. An episode where Dean is called out by an enemy directly, told to “roll the dice” on Cas’ life. And Dean won’t, it’s not even really a hesitation. And this comes from a character that has known Dean for ten seconds. I also wrote more in depth about this episode here. There are also some.....distinctly domestic details we get this season, specifically in “The Future” (written by Berens and Glynn) with the mixtape. The most tropey of tropes mixtape. Yeah, I’ll just leave that one here.

And then season 12 ends with Cas’ death, but also with the parallel between Sam and Dean with Jess and Cas. Sam literally has to drag Dean away from Cas, just like Dean had to drag Sam out of his burning apartment in the pilot. The episode drives it home in every way that it can: Dean is the one left kneeling by Cas’ body, while Sam goes to find out what is upstairs. Dean is the one who stares at the sky, finally broken. This isn’t a random thing, this is Dean’s whole arc, it’s the entirety of the beginning of 13. Dean’s pain, his anguish, his anger.

Season 13 starts with them burning Cas, with Dean, who has begged God to bring him back, who has split his knuckles punching a door, standing, staring at Cas’ pyre with brokenness on his face.

I mean.....

Anyway, season 13 is where it gets interesting (well, I think all of this is interesting but I’m a writer nerd so). So Cas comes back from the Empty in “Advanced Thanatology” written by Steve Yockey, and then a wombo combo of “Tombstone” by Davy Perez next (”Brokebacknatural” as the PR said at the time). Listen. This is the part that SPN crossed a line that they couldn’t come back from. With Cas being Dean’s “big win,” the fact that Dean and Cas watch movies together, “I told you, he’s an angry sleeper. Like a bear.” Talked about it here.

This is where, in my opinion, the network stepped in, but the damage was already done. They had already established that Cas was Dean’s big win, that Dean’s poor coping was not due to Mary’s disappearance, but solely due to Cas, and that Dean and Cas have more married energy than anyone else. The network had nixed blatant canon at this point, and they writing room had been pushing the boundaries of what the network would allow.

After these episodes, we see a marked drop off of DeanCas heavy scenes. They’re still there, still a part of the fabric of the season, but not as...obvious as it had been in early season 13.

And this continued through season 14, we’re back to scraps of Destiel scenes here and there, but to me it always felt like there was something bubbling under the surface, something distinctly unsaid in the themes of the season, even after the walk back of obvious “Dean and Cas are in love” scenes.

And then we get to season 15, which, y’all know I talk about all the time. What’s important here is that Bobo and Glynn are both executive producers, calling more of the shots than ever before. Additionally, it’s important to note that, though they only co write occasionally, Glynn and Berens refer to each other as “work husband” and “work wife.” Each episode has just turned up the volume, and, not for the first time, but certainly the most obvious, Dean and Cas ARE the season. Sure, they’re trying to beat God, they’re trying to finally find peace, defeat the final big bad, but really? This season has been about Dean, and Dean’s relationship to Cas.

And not only do we have obvious and clear Destiel in nearly every episode, but we have episodes like “Last Call” which canonize bi!Dean (wrote about that here).

And, maybe most importantly so far, we have “The Rupture,” the breakup, and “The Trap,” Dean’s confession (both written by Berens). And here’s the thing. These episodes feel connected, but also feel like they’re missing something. Beren’s last episode is 15x18, “The Truth.” We’ve all spec’ed about what could happen in this episode, and I think *I* know what it’s leading to. But for it to be leading to that, it means that the network has to have approved what we’ve all been waiting for years for.

Who got this change to happen? Who got the network to change their minds? It wasn’t us. It was them. I am fully convinced that Dabb and Berens quite literally put their careers on the line for Dean and Cas. They believe in them, they’ve shown that from the beginning, but the only thing standing in the way was the network, never allowing them to take the final step.

So, to answer your question: I think the writers want canon DeanCas because they’ve already shown us that they do. Take a look at their episodes, at Dabb’s, at Beren’s, at Glynn’s, at Perez’s, at Yockey’s. They’ve been telling us what’s going on with Dean and Cas for years.

Sure, I’m not in their heads, I guess I don’t know for *sure* that this has been their thought process, but if we put it all together, from the marked shift when Dabb fully took over in s12, to the change right after “Tombstone,” to the new shift, the blatantly romantic shift in season 15, what else is there?

I’ve said for a long time that we, the SPN fandom, are beyond lucky to have the writer’s that we do. They’re all going to go on to have prolific careers and we were lucky to get them at the end of our little show. I give them a lot of credit for what we have in the show today.

Just remember, they’ve been telling us in all of s15 who Chuck is. He says he’s the writer, right? But a writer who doesn’t have control of his characters? A writer who wants to do the same ending over and over because it “works”? That doesn’t sound like a writer, it sounds like a network exec.

They’ve been showing us what they want for years, and the way s15 is going? I think they may have convinced the network to let us have it.

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agentofmischief · 3 years

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Birthstone Legacy Challenge

Ok, I don’t post a lot on here, but I’m a huge fan of the sims. I’ve been playing it since gen 1 back in 2000. So, I’ve been having fun with challenges, especially the past couple years with 100 Baby, and I’ve found online. And after reading hearing and reading up on Lilsimsie’s Not So Berry Challenge, I had an idea of my own challenge. So, I thought I’d share if anyone else wanted to play along.

Disclaimer: These challenges mean nothing in regards to people born in that month. I simply took symbolism and cultural aspects of each stone to create a challenging and interesting playthroughs you might not think to do.

Lifespan requirements: Normal (not sure if it’s possible on Short, but if you want hard mode, do it).

The idea is to start with your month’s birthstone, then each generation is the next month’s stone for either 10 generations (traditional Legacy), or 12 if you wan to do the full year. You could also start on the month after your birth month with a full year play-through, so your birth month acts as a “finale”. Might be helpful if say your birth month is April, and you know your month’s stone is Diamond and to you it sounds like a finisher, or if your birth month is December, and you’d just prefer to start with January’s stone. It’s up to you.

These will just be listed month by month, so they are easy to find.

Like in the other color challenges, you want to model your sim with the stone’s colors in mind. You should also build their house with their stone’s color in mind.

1. January stone: GARNET

Color: Dark Red

Garnets have a high refractive index, which causes them to look as if they are emitting light. Due to this phenomenon, travelers during the crusades would carry them to ward off evil. The stone represents Faith, Love and Constance.

Traits: Good, Ambitious, Cheerful

Goals:

- Complete the Soulmate aspiration

- Complete the Law career as a judge.

- Must maintain career until death (meaning no retirement, quitting, or being fired).

- Must have at least 2 kids after the soulmate aspiration is fulfilled.

- All children must be raised with all green character values and no lower than Bs in school.

2. February stone: AMETHYST

Color: Purple

The word Amethyst comes from the Greek word, amethystos, meaning “not drunken.” This comes from a myth where Dionysus was so enraged, he vowed his wrath on the next human he saw, which was a young woman, Amethystos. To “save” this woman, Artemis turned her to stone (note to self, don’t ask Artemis to save you ever, because her track record sucks). Dionysus calmed at seeing the stone’s beauty, and poured his wine on it, giving the stone it’s purple color. In more recent centuries, amethysts have been associated with piety and rank in the Catholic Church, as bishops are given amethysts when they are appointed.

Traits: Genius, Bookworm, Snob (If you have Snowy escape, replace one of these with Proper).

Goals:

-Complete the Knowledge - Renaissance Sim aspiration.

-Complete the Education Career as a Professor.

-Can not go to bars or nightclubs

-Max out Logic, Writing, and a musical skill (Violin, Guitar, Piano, or Singing)

-Can never marry or enter into an official dating relationship; HOWEVER must have at least 1 kid at some point to continue the legacy. This can be through adoption, which is more likely if you want to play pure piety or you have an Ace sim in mind, and the adoptee must be a child or teen. The other option is through secret woohoos if you want to play the more historically accurate, seedy way. **If you are playing with Risky Woohoos, you can have max 2 kids living with you. All others children must be removed from the house and into a Townie’s home once they become toddlers.

3. March stone: AQUAMARINE

Color: Light Blue

Due to aquamarine’s sea-like color, they’ve long been associated with traveling and the sea. Sailors used to put them under their pillows to calm themselves. They are said to inspire peace and ward off poisons.

Traits: Loves Outdoors, Glutton, Loner

Goals:

-Complete Angling Ace aspiration.

-Eat out of the trash 5 times without getting sick.

-Have an aquarium with 10 fish.

-Catch a vampire squid. ** Or if you have Island Living, you must become a mermaid.

-Must eat and learn to make Pufferfish Nigiri.

4. April stone: DIAMOND

Color: White/Silver

Diamond is the hardest stone on Earth, and is often associated with wealth and treasures. The word diamond comes from the greek word adamas, meaning unconquerable. They are the most popular of the stones, and so recently have been “Lab Grown.”

Traits: Ambitious, Insider, Perfectionist

Goals:

-Complete the Scientist career.

-Complete Leader of the Pack aspiration.

-Find all the crystals.

-Must clone a diamond.

-Become best friends with Judith Ward and have a framed selfie with her in your house.

-Date/marry someone in the Style-influencer career.

5. May stone: EMERALD

Color: Dark Green

Emeralds are an old stone, first mined in ancient Egypt. Cleopatra was known to wear them frequently. They are said to symbolize fertility, wisdom, and Spring. It’s also said to heal heartbreak.

Traits: Jealous, Romantic, Materialistic

Goals:

-Master Gardening skill.

-Date and 100% romance a politician, then break up with them.

-Have at least 3 kids from multiple partners (each must have reached 100% romance first).

-Breed a frog worth over $100

-Must complete Fabulously Wealthy aspiration

-Does not marry, UNLESS you have Strangerville, and can marry an Officer in the Military Branch. However, when they die, so does your sim.

6. June stone: PEARL

Color: White/Cream

Pearls are created by oysters and are considered the “perfect” gem, as it needs no man-mad alterations. Pearls are often attributed to wisdom through experience, as well as innocence and fertility.

Traits: Childish, Perfectionist, Family-oriented

Goals:

-Must have 5 kids before becoming an adult.

-Must complete the Curator aspiration.

-Must master 10 skills. ** If you are using Tiny House perks, 15 skills.

7. July stone: RUBY

Color: Bright Red

Rubies are well known for their blood-red color, earning their association with health and vitality. They are also symbols of love, passion, and prosperity.

Traits: Self-Assured, Romantic, Self-Absorbed

Goals:

-Complete Serial Romantic aspiration.

-Master Cooking, Athletic, and Charisma skills.

-Complete Doctor Career.

-Must Woohoo at least once in each: Closet, Jacuzzi, Observatory, Bush, Spaceship, Lighthouse, Pile of leaves, Shower, Coffin.

8. August stone: PERIDOT

Color: Light Green

Peridot is the stone of compassion, bringing health and peace to emotions and the mind. It inspires eloquence, creativity, and good cheer.

Traits: Creative, Vegetarian, Goofball

Goals:

-Complete the Painter Career.

-Master Painting, Photography, and Handiness skills.

-Paint 5 Masterpieces.

-Craft a bathtub of excellent quality.

-Complete Painter Extraordinaire aspiration.

9. September stone: SAPPHIRE

Color: Royal Blue

With the most famous sapphires being Princess Diana’s iconic engagement ring and The Heart of the Ocean in Titanic, it’s now wonder Sapphires hue long been associated with nobility and power. The stone symbolizes strength, loyalty, and focus through self-discipline.

Traits: Materialistic, Genius, Insider ** If you have snowy escape, Proper takes place for Materialistic.

Goals:

-Complete the Law Career as a Private Attorney.

-Complete the Mansion Baron aspiration.

-Must start a club with Wealthy requirement ($30,000+). *If you start a fraternity/sorority in University, it counts if wealthy is listed as a requirement.

-Max out Charisma, Logic, and Writing skills.

-Must marry another club leader.

-Must get Gold in Wedding Social Event, and pay full $1750. Minimum of 10 guests.

-Must have a son. (He does not HAVE to be the continuation of the Legacy, but he can if you want. Also, if you have a born daughter, but decide to transition her, that does not count. Since it’s a click of a button without game mechanic influence, it’s kind of cheating. HOWEVER, if you decide your born son should transition, it still counts. This is mostly to take the steps during pregnancy to make a boy (since we’ve all watched others influence for a girl 1000x), That or to keep going until “the odds are in your favor.”)

10. October stone: PINK TOURMALINE

Color: Pink

Pink Tourmaline, also known as October rose, represents humanity, sympathy to others, and humanitarian work. It’s believed to carry the virtue of love that is unconditional, offering comfort to children and lasting friendships.

Traits: Unflirty, Gloomy, Outgoing

Goals:

-Complete the Politician career as a Charity Organizer.

-Complete Friend to the World aspiration.

-Adopt 2 kids (Do not have to be legacy continuation).

-Max out friendship/be best friends with 4 sims before becoming an Adult. The friendship must be maintained throughout life.

-Have a rose garden.

-Write 5 Children’s books.

-Volunteer with family 5 times.

*If you get the pop-up asking to donate to charity, you must if you have the money.

11. November stone: CITRINE

Color: Dark Yellow (almost Gold)

Citrine’s yellow stone radiates happiness, creativity, and wealth. Named for it’s citrus like color, it’s no wonder it’s the stone for a month known for it’s food. Citrine is known also as the Merchant’s stone for it’s golden color.

Traits: Cheerful, Foodie, Creative

Goals:

-Complete Culinary Career.

-Complete Culinary aspiration.

-Master Cooking and baking skills.

-Own a fruit and vegetable garden with every possible fruit and veggie in your game.

-Own a Bakery or Restaurant.

-Cook an Excellent quality Grand Meal.

-Learn 10 Food Stall recipes.

12. December stone: Turquoise

Color: Blue/Green (Teal)

Turquoise is an odd one. In European cultures, it’s the stone of friendship and attracts money and luck, but is also frequently used in Evil Eye talismans. Historically, Montezuma II gifted these gems to Cortez, the Spanish Conquistador. The Apache used turquoise as well, as a charm on their bows for better aim.

Traits: Evil, Outgoing, Kleptomaniac

Goals:

-Max out Mischief and Charisma skills.

-Complete the Criminal Career.

-Complete Public Enemy aspiration.

-Start a Kleptomaniac club.

-Steal an object worth $10,000

-Marry someone with the Good trait, and cheat on them 5 times.

Happy simming!

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terubakudan · 3 years

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This may be an old article from 3 years ago, but these cultural aspects/observations still apply even today. And though this is strictly a Chinese perspective, a lot of these everyday life bits are observed in Overseas Chinese communities in countries such as The Philippines, Malaysia, Indonesia, etc. as well as countries heavily influenced by Chinese culture like Taiwan, Japan, and Korea.

I've always liked learning about other cultures and making comparisons between how things are done East vs West. Which probably stems from growing up with two cultures and Mom raising me on American movies xD

So the irony is if you asked me how many Chinese, Taiwanese, or Hong Kong actors I know, chances are I know as much as you do xD Like Jackie Chan, Andy Lau, and that's about it. But if you asked me about Western (specifically American and British) actors, then I have a useless brain dump of movie trivia and who was with who in what movie xD

Hmmm, both Taiwan and the Philippines are two distinct cultures but both look up to a certain country and are fascinated by that. In Taiwan's case, Japan and the US for the Philippines. In both cases, this is due to being under the rule of those countries in their history. Taiwan being under Japan for 50 years, and the Philippines being under Spain for 300+ years, followed by periods of American and Japanese rule. To put it simply though:

Taiwan is "mini-Japan with a very Chinese culture".

The Philippines is "former colony of Spain with lots of American influences".

But unlike the author, I've never set foot in any Western country, so my understandings are strictly what I've observed in media, which while it can be accurate, doesn't compare to actually experiencing the culture.

Some further elaboration on most points:

#1 We quite literally use chopsticks for everything. We use it to pick rice, viands, vegetables, fruit, smaller desserts, almost all the food you can think of.

But where do you put your chopsticks when you're not using them? Just put them on top of your bowl or flat on your plate. But do not ever stick them vertically. It's taboo, since it looks like incense sticks, which we use to pray for those who have passed, like our ancestors or during funerary services.

#3 The majority of Asia is obsessed with fair/white skin. In my time at the Philippines, I grew up watching all these Dove Whitening commercials and my classmates often commented on how fair my skin was, how they envied it etc. In Taiwan, girls often say they don't want to 變黑 (biàn hēi) 'become dark'. Japan and Korea too are not innocent of this either (if their beauty/skin products weren't a dead giveaway).

People here at Taiwan often mistake me for being from Hong Kong or Japan (as long as I don't speak Mandarin with my heavy accent xD). A Taiwanese classmate of mine joked that she often gets mistaken for being from Southeast Asia due to having a darker complexion. And while I laughed it off with her at that time, looking back, I now realize she was lowkey being racist. xD

And believe me Filipinas have mentioned literally being told 'your skin is so dark' here in Taiwan, or being given backhanded compliments like 'you're pretty despite having dark skin' and...*facepalms*

My point is, beauty is not exclusive to skin color. People who still think that are assholes.

#5 Not to say we don't have salt and pepper, but yes soy sauce and vinegar are the classic condiments you see on the table, be it at home or at a restaurant.

And if I may add, Taiwanese love their pepper. xD If you ever get to eat at a night market or a smaller "Mom n' Pop-style" restaurant here, some dishes/soups tend to add quite an excessive amount of pepper. Not like anthills, but quite liberally and way more than average. Enough that you see traces of pepper at the bottom of the food paper bag or swirling in your soup. xD

#6 I know this all too well from personal experience. In my years of studying at Taiwan, I always had roommates. 3 in my first school (I graduated high school in the Philippines pre K-12 so I had to make up 2 years of Senior High), followed by 2 in college, with the exception of 1 in freshman year.

My college did offer single person dorms but at around 9000 NTD ($324) per month compared to around 6000 NTD ($216) per semester. Because I wanted to save, the choice was obvious for me xD. But ah, this doesn't mean I don't value personal space, in fact I love having the room to myself, and since both my roomies would go home to their families every weekend, weekends were bliss for me xD

And you don't have to be friends with your roommates (that's an added bonus however), you just have to get along with them. I was quite lucky to have really great roommates all throughout my schooling years.

#9 In the Philippines, we do. Owing mostly to American influences and maybe being predominantly Catholic? xD

#10 *sigh* Chinese parents and parents from similar Asian cultures tend to put too much emphasis on grades, so much that kids could get sent to cram school as early as elementary. This is because what school you get into could literally affect your future job opportunities, and while that's not exclusive to any particular country/culture, I feel it's especially pronounced here in Asia. I'm really lucky my own parents weren't that strict about it. However, if your parents don't point the mistakes out to you, chances are you'll do it yourself, if you're an Asian kid like me anyway. xD It just becomes a habit.

#11 My family is an exception to this. xD We do say 'I love you' directly, but complete with the 'ah eat well ok?', 'don't scrimp on food', 'sleep well' and similar indirect words/actions of affection. We were doing 'Conceal, Don't Feel' before it became popular. xD

#13 I'm kind of confused about this but this has sort have changed over the years in which eye-contact is now more encouraged. But don't stare, especially at elders and authority figures. Sometimes it's just shyness though. xD And I've observed this with my own Taiwanese friend, especially when I'm complaining or ranting to her about something. xD I'm a person who likes to express my opinions strongly, which tends to scare/alienate some of the locals here, as doing so is kind of frowned upon. Thankfully, she does listen and offers her take on things.

#14 Ah this. xD In the Philippines, this is a common greeting known as beso-beso, and I freaked out too when an auntie did that to me. xD Needless to say, Mom lectured me later on what that was. ^^"

#16 Along with #3 another crazy beauty standard. In my view, people always look better with a little meat on them and when they're not horribly thin. Asia still has a loonng way to go with accepting different types of bodies if you ask me. This combined with modern beauty standards has made the pressure for women especially to 'look beautiful' higher than ever.

I know many people love them but please, starving yourself or glorifying eating disorders is never OK just to get this kind of 'ideal' body. I'm not part of the Kpop fandom, but even I think when idols get bullied just for gaining the least bit of weight among other insensitive comments, that's really going too far.

#17 'If you want to make friends, go eat.' <- I couldn't agree more. In the Philippines we have a greeting: 'Kumain ka na ba?' (Have you eaten?) . Similarly in Taiwan, we have 吃飯了沒? (chī fàn le méi), both of these can mean that in the literal sense but are often used as greetings instead. By then which invitation to having lunch/dinner together may or may not follow. Food really is a way for us to socialize and to catch up with what's going on in each other's lives. Not to say we don't have regular outings like going out to the mall, going shopping, etc. but eating together is a huge part of our culture, be it with family or friends.

And while I'm at it, some memes that are way too accurate good to pass up xD

Parents, uncles, aunties alike will fight over the bill xD

Alternatively:

You just space out until your name is called xD

My parents are guilty of the last one. Logic how? xD

#18 True. xD I like giving compliments out to people but I have a hard time accepting them myself, though I've learnt how to accept them much more now than before. We're kind of raised to constantly downplay ourselves so we often say things like 'ah no no' or 'I'm really not that good'. The downside of this of course is that it can come off as somewhat fake. xD

Again from personal experience, that same classmate who made the lowkey racist remark, she was good, she was on the debate team, was a honor student, knew how to mingle with people, but she downplayed herself way too much, while praising me but I honestly thought that she never really meant it from how she treated me. She wanted to keep me around her yet make backhanded compliments at me and she didn't want me socializing with my other classmate who is now my friend. *sigh* It was only after discussing this with one of my roomies did I realize how this 'excessive downplaying' might come off to people like me who more or less grew up with a more 'Westernized' mindset. I'm not saying brag about your achievements but don't be overly humble about them either, which can also be a turn off.

#20 We do tend to be a lot more realistic on how we view things, neither entirely optimistic nor pessimistic. We try to think of things practically and often analyze things on pure logic. A downside of this however, is that Chinese people can be overly practical. Taiwanese for instance don't like to 'find inconveniences' and generally keep to themselves, meaning, they won't help you in your hour of need even when they do have the capabilities. Sounds really harsh I know, but in my 6 years of living in Taiwan, while this doesn't apply to all the people, a lot of them really do only find/talk to you when they need something.

So for some people saying Taiwanese are 'friendly', that's BS xD If you ask me, Filipinos are infinitely more friendly, and again while not all, generally make more of an effort to help you when you need it. I really felt more of a real sense of community during my years growing up in the Philippines compared to Taiwan.

#21 Children do tend to stay with their parents well into college and adulthood, since Chinese families are indeed very family-oriented, in a lot of cases, grandparents often live under the same roof as us as well! And it really does save a lot of money. I see there's a real stigma in the US when it comes to "living with your parents", but that's starting to change especially because of Covid and having more and more people move back in with their parents.

Housing unfortunately is pretty much hella expensive no matter where you go, and Taiwan is no exception. Steep housing prices and the very high cost of raising a child (schooling + buxiban fees, etc.) contribute to a very low birth rate and thus an aging population like Japan. It's not uncommon to see both parents working in Taiwan.

#23 I'm an overthinker myself, but I totally agree with the author that the best is to strike a good balance between these two. Which I guess is why I love drawing or any other related creative attempts, it helps me be more spontaneous or well, creative! I like to remain intellectually or artistically inspired.

#24 Is French high school really like that? xD My friend did watch SKAM France and more or less got a culture shock from what was depicted on the show. I can confirm however that most high schools both in the Philippines and Taiwan require students to wear a uniform, only in college is everybody free to wear casual/civilian clothes.

#26 Ah this is part of our Asian gift-giving etiquette xD We always open gifts later after the event/meeting and in private. Never open them in front of the person who gave it to you or in front of others. This is to prevent any 'shame/embarrassment' that may result both to yourself and to the gift giver. I know this may come off as something weird since some people may want a more honest response or immediate feedback when it comes to gift-giving, but that's just how it is in our culture. You're always free to ask us though (in private) if we liked the gift or not ^^"

#28 I want to say the same goes to drinking, partying, and drugs however xD Those are things which are still frowned upon in our culture. And to be honest, whenever I see those in movies, it does kind of turn me off xD It doesn't mean that we're "uncool" or "boring", we just think that there are much better or healthier ways of "having fun".

#31 Is this true in France?! Man I would kind of prefer that instead of people being on their phones all the time xD This kind of goes with #20 in that Chinese are overly practical or logical, and don't read fiction as much as nonfiction. My Taiwanese friend is an exception though, she's a bibliophile who loves the feel of paper books compared to e-books, and it's a trait of her that I like a lot. Both the Philippines and Taiwan however have a huge fanbase when it comes to manga and anime though.

I'm all for reading outside of "designated reading" at schools especially. Reading fiction improves your vocabulary too, and can be quite fun! It helps you imagine and really invest in a world/story, and if you ask me something that I feel Westerners are better at, they're more in touch with their emotions and creativity, and are thus much more able to write compelling or original stories. Believe me, I've seen a fair amount of Chinese movies that rip off Western movie plotlines xD

#33 Nothing much to add on here..except that since I'm a "weird" person, Mom often jokes that she got the wrong baby from the hospital. xD

#35 True. While I agree with the care and concern that your fellow community can give you, the downside of this is we tend to only hang out with our own people, e.g Chinese with Chinese, Taiwanese with Taiwanese, etc. I've seen too that it's especially hard to make friends in Japan and Korea as a foreigner. Not only is there the language barrier, but the differences in culture too. In a way, Asians can be pretty close-minded on getting to know other cultures or actually making friends with people from other countries. I know this all too well being half-Taiwanese/half-Filipino, being neither "Filipino" enough nor "Taiwanese" enough. xD It's more of people here being too used to what they're comfortable with.

#36 Oh this is something I feel that Chinese students and other students from similar cultures should really improve on. xD How will people respect you if you don't speak your mind?

I felt bad especially for my Spanish teacher in college, granted it was an introductory course (Spanish I and II) but the amount of times that our teacher had to prompt a student to recite/speak even with clear hints already made her (and me too) extremely frustrated. The thing is, these are college students, I personally feel they don't have any reason to be so shy of speaking and technically by not doing so they're slowing the pace of the class too much and a lot of time is wasted.

Unfortunately you can't always be very vocal with your thoughts and opinions in most Asian cultures. I would say strive for that, but at the same time, play your cards well, especially if you're in a workplace setting.

If you made it to the end, thank you for reading and here's a cookie! 🍪 I'm not perfect and there's bound to be something I missed so please let me know if you spotted anything wrong. Feedback/questions are very much welcome and please feel free to share about your country/culture's differences or similarities!

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cudan2 · 3 years

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One Last Surgery

Spring Break Shadowing Part 5.1

Carlisle Cullen x Reader

Word Count: 2,043

Summary: You finally find out the reason for going to the children’s hospital, but you’re more distracted than usual today and Dr. Cullen can tell.

A/N: Tell me why part 5 of SBS takes up over half of the whole series? I’ve had this sitting in my drafts for 5 months because I keep adding more to it smh. Now it’s too long so I’ve decided to split it up into 3 parts (in addition to parts 6 and 7). I’m making the final edits the rest of this part now - 5.2 should be posted in like two days.

Anyways, this is technically the beginning of #1 and #2 on my headcanon list.

Masterlist

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Morgan Stanley Children’s Hospital is only across the street from Doctor Cullen’s office, but it seems to take forever to get there. You trail the doctor like a lost puppy through a skyway and a series of corridors before eventually reaching the right building. Different is definitely an understatement.

Gone are the linoleum-tiled floors, the abstract paintings lining the hallways, and the stark white walls. Instead, there are bright colors everywhere you look. Artwork featuring various galaxies and planets scatter throughout the hospital, and giant stars are imprinted along the floors; even the whole atmosphere just feels different.

You don’t get much time to analyze the differences though. Doctor Cullen is wasting no time to reach the destination, and his long legs aren’t making it any easier to keep up.

“Not that I don’t like surprises, but any chance you can tell me what we’re doing in the children’s hospital now?”

“Impatient, are we?” Doctor Cullen chuckles. He stops at an elevator and pushes the up button, only giving into your question once he catches a glimpse of your pout. “Alright, you win. Are you familiar with a cleft palate or cleft lip?”

The elevator dings, the doors sliding open with it. You shake your head no and get on the elevator with him. He presses the button for the floor and then leans against the wall, arms outstretched on the handrail, and gives you an explanation.

“A cleft is a gap or split occurring in the roof of the mouth, upper lip, or both. It is due to improper joining of the tissue during fetal development. There are no definitive known causes as of right now, but it’s believed that the environment and genetics can play a role.

The hospital has its own craniofacial team, but I was asked to join this particular case given its more complicated nature. Hanna became one of the first patients I treated when I came to Columbia,” Doctor Cullen finishes fondly, a smile gracing his lips.

“What makes this case complicated?” you ask.

“Hanna was born with a bilateral complete cleft lip and palate, meaning her lip cleft is two-sided and continues into her nose. It took quite a few surgeries to repair the lip, but now the next step is to repair the palate.”

The elevator reaches the floor and dings. You follow Doctor Cullen out and continue prodding him with more questions, which he is more than eager to answer. It’s incredible how knowledgeable he is. Granted, it is his job to know these things, but you couldn’t begin to imagine yourself being able to even scratch the surface of these topics, not to mention give a mini lecture on it.

You’re soon standing at the door to a patient room while the doctor asks Hanna’s parents if you can observe. They readily agree, and Doctor Cullen motions for you to come in.

Inside the room, you see an infant that can’t be more than a year old – Hanna. She’s sitting upright on the bed, leaning against who you assume to be her father. You notice two fading scars going up into her nose above her lip. Her mother is waving a stuffed toy around her, but Hanna’s attention is fixated on the blonde doctor.

“Y/N, allow me to introduce you to Hanna’s parents, Anthony and Linh Pham. And this is Doctor Giselle Adamou, who will be working with me on the surgery,” Doctor Cullen gestures to the older doctor in the room.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” you say politely.

Pre-op goes differently than what you’ve gotten used to observing this week. There is no case presenting given the lack of residents on the case. If anything, this is what you would expect out of a non-teaching hospital.

Doctor Cullen re-explains the procedures to Hanna’s parents, but halfway through, Hanna crawls to the end of the bed where Doctor Cullen is and attempts to stand, arms outstretched as if to say, “Up! Up!” Bewilderment is not a word you would have associated with him, and yet you catch the brief widening of his eyes that betray his usually calm demeanor.

“I think she wants you to hold her,” Linh comments.

“I can see,” Doctor Cullen muses. “Do you mind?”

“She’s all yours.” Linh picks her daughter up from the bed and hands her to the doctor. The sound of Hanna’s elated laughter fills the room, and you can’t stop a small smile from appearing on your own face. A cute baby and a gorgeous doctor? You don’t know who to thank for the sight.

Meanwhile, Hanna starts playing with various pens in Doctor Cullen’s breast pocket while Doctor Adamou continues where her colleague left off. You try to pay attention, you really do. Like Hanna though, your attention lies on someone else, and that someone else happens to be Doctor Cullen.

The more you study him, the more the minute features you never noticed about him before seem to pop out to you. Under the bright fluorescent lighting of the hospital, the dark purple circles under his eyes are more apparent than ever. How ironic for the preacher of health to lack sleep himself. His eyes, which you normally consider to be a vivid golden, are darker than you initially thought them to be. They are liquid pools of dark amber, speckled with dustings of gold and flecks of black. There isn’t a single blemish on his face that you can see either, further confirming your belief that this man is truly the most attractive person you have ever met. Either that or he must have one hell of a skincare routine.

It’s unnerving how young his appearance is. Skincare and diet can only do so much for a person, right? Doctor Cullen has to be at least 35 at the minimum, yet he could easily pass off as someone from your own school.

“Any last minute questions?” you hear Doctor Adamou ask and snap back into reality. By missing nearly everything the older doctor talked about, you already know you’ll be so screwed if and when Doctor Cullen decides to interrogate you on this case.

Neither parent has anything left to say, so Doctor Cullen gives a reluctant Hanna back to her mother. She lets out a cry and his expression softens.

“I know, sweetheart. I’ll miss you too, but I need to get ready for your big surgery, okay? I promise you’ll see me again in a few hours.” His soothing voice does wonders for her. In an instant, Hanna quiets down and her frown is replaced with giggles and smiles again. She waves the two of you off, and you both take your leave with Doctor Adamou trailing behind you. You’re not even halfway out the door yet when Doctor Cullen starts testing your knowledge again.

“Y/N, what procedure will we be doing to repair Hanna’s cleft?”

You do not have this one in the bag whatsoever. You wrack your brain for information that could help you, but Doctor Adamou interjects before you get a chance to say anything.

“Why does it not surprise me that you’re treating students like interns already, Carlisle?”

“I am merely advancing the education of next generation’s doctors,” he responds.

“Whatever you say,” she laughs. “Don’t scare off Y/N though, or we won’t have any doctors left in the next generation.” She turns to you after picking up files from a nearby counter and says, “You come running to me if he pushes you too hard, alright?”

You grin. “For sure.”

“Good. I look forward to seeing you both in the OR,” she says before heading off.

You like Doctor Adamou. Each surgeon you’ve met here so far has had such different personalities, yet each also has the charisma and confidence to take control of a room and command respect. You, on the other hand, could barely get your own friends to listen to your own words. How are you ever going to get on the level of all the amazing doctors around you?

“She saved you there,” Doctor Cullen comments, leafing through Hanna’s charts as he walks you into an empty elevator to the operating floor. Oops, it’s just your luck that he noticed your lack of attention during the pre-op. “It’s unlike you to be distracted. Penny for your thoughts?”

The elevator doors shut, and he looks up from the chart, his eyes falling onto yours. He has that twinkle in his eyes again – the one that brings warmth to your cheeks and could make anyone weak in their knees. You know it’s silly, but a single look from him could make you spill any of your deepest and darkest secrets, yet a part of you also knows that he would keep it. You’re not naïve – you know it’s dangerous to put so much faith into a man you only met this week – but there’s something about him that told your instincts to trust him from the very beginning.

Call it intuition, or maybe it’s just plain stupidity, but you sure as hell aren’t going to tell him about how you got distracted because of his pretty face.

You hesitate for a moment and let out a sigh. “How do you do it?” He quirks a brow, momentarily perplexed, and you attempt to find the right words. “How do you make all of this look so easy? How do you know what the right thing to say is? Or trust that what you’re doing is even right? How did you know if this was all meant for you? This is really dumb, but it seems like everyone here was born for this job, and then there’s... me.”

There’s a slight sense of dread starting to form in your stomach. You’re unsure if what you asked even made any sort of sense and wonder if you gave too much away. Giving any reason to second guess your abilities is like digging your own grave when it comes to this career. Expressing uncertainty is one of the biggest taboos of the cutthroat world that is pre-med because schools would not accept students that aren’t absolutely, totally, and completely sure about this path.

You’ve wanted this for so long, yet there’s still a part of you that doubts if you would be enough.

Rather than going straight to gowning and scrubbing in for the surgery, Doctor Cullen grabs your hand and leads you down to an abandoned hallway, only letting go once the two of you are hidden in an alcove away from any prying ears or eyes.

“What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be getting ready for surgery?”

“We have a few minutes to spare. Y/N, please know that I understand how you feel,” he says softly. “There was a time when I questioned my own abilities as well… whether my perseverance could overcome adversity. It took quite some time to reach where I am today. However, without enduring those trials and tribulations, I would not be here. With time comes experience, and it is that experience that allows me to perform my job the best I can.”

His voice reminds you of a gentle breeze, rustling the leaves of a tree on a cool summer night when he continues speaking in hushed tones. It brings a blanket of reassurance, a sense that things would eventually be alright.

“I have said this before, but I see enormous potential in you. You still have a great deal of time to grow and develop your skills. It’s easy to get caught up in comparing yourself with others, especially given today’s societal standards, but I believe you are much more capable than you may think you are. Everyone’s journey is different and yours may not necessarily be as linear as you would prefer. In due time though, I have faith that you will succeed.”

What he says is exactly what you needed to hear.

The swell of tears pricks at your eyes and start blurring your vision, but you blink them away quickly, fighting the urge to wrap your arms around the doctor.

“Thank you, Doctor Cullen.” Your voice is barely above a whisper.

“You’re very welcome. Now, I believe there’s a little girl waiting on us.”

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