#HELLO NYM AND NYM’S FRIEND

[ask-shane]

A gift from a friend of mine (She thinks you're nice)

i hope you both know that when you throw flowers at me, they wilt on impact. it’s like their petals collapse to avoid contact with me.

look… just tell your friend they’re better off giving these to someone else. how am i supposed to take care of flowers? i can barely take care of myself.

#ask-shane 🐓 #HELLO NYM AND NYM’S FRIEND #I LIKE THIS EDIT LMAOO #stardew shane #stardew valley

[giggly-squiggily]

*me double checking that Fire Force is still on your fandoms list bc it's been a minute and a half*

YEEET REQUESTS!! I'm so excited to see them open again! Also I really hope you're hanging in there. I've been thinking of you as you go through this difficult time, my friend. 💖

*drumroll* OK OK so I've been having serious Fire Force brainrot this past week (I really gotta rewatch it, I love that show 🔥), so I come to you with a humble request for lee!shinra and ler!tamaki (the lucky lecher lure gal, bc I always get her and maki mixed up 😅)

I don't have a ton of specifics but the general idea is that Shinra absolutely cannot function when she tickles him; he gets so flustered he doesn't know whether to fight back or just let it happen 😂 (though I do hc that he would at least be coherent enough to cover his eyes in case her lure kicks in to protect her modesty, which only makes him more vulnerable to tickles and - you get the idea 😈)

Only if you want, as always, my friend! Can't wait to see what you do with this prompt if you decide to take it!! AND HAPPY FALLLLL I'M SO EXCITED FOR COOLER WEATHER!! 🍂🍂🍂

AHH NYM! *running jump hug* I'm so glad to hear from you! :D And with a Fire Force request HELLO? *squeals* God I haven't written for these guys in so long; this was so refreshing and lovely! (And girl SAME!!! It's their hair I swear- they both have the same dark put up look and face akljrekarjkejrj)

Oh my god Lee!Shinra my BELOVED! I've gotcha covered, girl! (got a little shippy at the end whoops! My hopeless romantic side; it gets the best of me lols) This was so fun to write, and I hope you like it! :D (AND YES LETS GO FALL!!!!)

In Shinra’s defense- it was a total accident.

“AH!” Tamaki screamed, arms shooting up to cover herself as she was splashed with water. She had been leaving her prayer session with Iris when she crashed into Shinra carrying a water pitcher.

“I’m so sorry! Here!” Facing away, Shinra yanked off his shirt, offering it to Tamaki.

“Why are you stripping?” She squealed, flushing as red as he did.

“I’m not! I’m trying to be a hero!” He cried back, still refusing to look. When he felt his shirt being taken and heard the sound of her pulling it on, he dared a peek. “Sorry, Tamaki…”

“It’s fine- I’m covered.” She sighed, pulling at the hem of his shirt. It was so big on her- falling mid thigh. At least the bottom of her prayer robes were dry. “Thank you. That would have been an awkward walk back.”

“Hm!” Shinra nodded, still looking rather flustered. A tense silence passed over them both, both too awkward to say anything. “Well- I better go! Um- keep the shirt! Bye!”

“Huh-Wait, Shinra-!” But he was already booking it away, leaving Tamaki standing on her own.

~~~

“And now he won’t even talk to me! It’s not like he really saw anything!” Tamaki groaned at the desk, poking at her lunch. It had been a few days since the lecher incident, and Shinra had been avoiding her like the plague. Anytime they crossed paths, he’d go bright red and give her a wide girth of space-avoiding her eyes.

It reminded her of the kids back at school. The old wound ached in painful memory.

“Hm…that is strange. Shinra never acted like that before.” Iris nodded around her spoonful of pudding, looking thoughtful. “Did he say anything else before running off?”

“Nothing I haven’t told you already.” Tamaki sank further, drooping with gloom. “I just want things to go back to normal. And to give him back his shirt.” It was tucked away in her room, folded and pressed. “He probably got tired of being polite and doesn’t want to take a chance with me anymore.”

“That’s not true! You know he’s not that kind of guy.” Maki reassured, reaching out and taking Tamaki’s hand. “You two just need to talk, that’s all. Put your guards down and just come out with how you’re feeling about each other!”

“Come out with…” Tamaki blinked, then she flushed bright pink, dropping her chopsticks. “What-wait, wait- Huh?”

“Too soon?” Maki shared a look with Iris, smiling a tad sheepishly.

“They’ll figure it out.” Iris stole Tamaki’s chopsticks before nipping a bite of her lunch.

~~~

“Feeling about each other?” Tamaki mused on her walk back to the bunks, shaking her head. Maki was in la la land again- she had to be! Why else would she ask such a question…

As if sensing her thoughts, Shinra appeared before her, eyes downcast in his own thoughts. He looked up just as she did. “Ah! Tamaki! Eh- hey!” He yelped, face red as he looked anywhere but her for an escape.

That’s it. Enough is ENOUGH.

“Oh no- you’re not running away from me!” Tamaki declared, more pissed off than flustered. Without really thinking about it, she charged at him, tackling him into the ground. “Talk to me! Why are you being so weird?”

“T-Tamaki! Let me up!” Shinra had his head turned all the way up, refusing to look back down. “I can’t-”

“What? You can’t be my friend anymore?” Anger curled into hurt, her voice cracking some halfway. “You’re done with me because of the lecher lure?”

“What? No- Not at all!” Shinra looked back at her, panic replacing his nerves. “Tamaki, that’s not it-”

“Then tell me!” She cried, returning to anger. “Tell me what the problem is!”

Shinra opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like a fish out of water, the words stuck in his throat as he helplessly looked anywhere and everywhere but her. “I….I can’t say.”

“Why not?” She glared.

“Cause…cause it’s embarrassing!” He covered his face with both hands, flopping back into the ground. “You’ll hate me.”

“....” Tamaki stared at him. Then- without warning, she grabbed his sides, squeezing.

“AH! Ahehehehehhehe!” Shinra arched at the touch, giggling. “T-Tahahahamki!”

“I don’t hate you- I don’t think I could ever hate you.” She nodded, feeling rather ruffled. “And I don’t care how embarrassing it is- I want to know! It’s the least you can do after all that time ignoring me!”

“I’m sohoohooohhrry! I prohohohohmise it’s nohohohot you!” He cackled, hands covering his face as he kicked and squirmed. “Whehehehell it kihihiihihinda ihiihiihihs? Ahehahahahahha Tahahahhamahahahahki!”

“Which one is it? Is it me or is it not me?” Normally she’d be more irritated by such mixed signals, but Shinra was talking to her again- well; laughing with her anyway. She scritched her nails along his belly and waist, giggling when he squealed. “For a hero, you’re sure bad at talking about yourself. Out with it!”

“AHehahahahahhahhahaha! Noohohohooho, dohoohohohohn’t tihihihihihickle me thehehehehhere!” Shinra’s hands shot to hers, stopping midway. “Nohohoohooho fhahahhahahhair!”

“Too scared to touch me? Afraid you’re gonna get burned?” She teased, squeezing along the underside of his ribs and making him scream. “Fine by me- I get to keep tickling you! Now- TALK!”

“Iihiihihihiihi cahahahhahahn’t! He squealed, face flushed a pretty pink. “TahahhamakIHIHIHIIHII!”

“I’m waiting~” She had switched over to his legs, squeezing his knees with both hands. “You know- cats do this.” She began kneading his upper thighs, further driving him wild. “Talk to me or I’m going for your feet!”

“TAHAHHAHAMKI NOHOHOOHOHOHOOOO!” He howled, punching the ground repeatedly as he thrashed about. Tamaki wasn’t bluffing- she’d absolutely go for his worst spot. “PLEAHHAHAHHASE MEHEHEHEHRCY!”

“Are you gonna talk?” She gave him a small break, stretching out until she was pinning his legs with her body, flicking off a sandal. “Or are we gonna have to get serious?” To further her point, she shaped her hand into a cat paw with her pyrokinesis. Her trademark trick- Shinra was gonna DIE. “Last chance.”

Shinra gasped for air, hands covering his face as he tried to compose himself. The words rattled his ribs, desperate to be heard, but it was just too, too much! “Tamaki…”

“Hm.” Was all she said at his tone. Then her cat paw attacked.

“AH!” Shinra couldn’t speak- he couldn’t think. He couldn’t really do anything at that moment. The second those fiery claws touched- warm and fluffy despite what they were made of- he was racked with ticklishness all throughout his body. It was like she’d found the one bundle of nerves that activated the rest- making every tickle spot on him burst to life. “AHEHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!”

“Wow- and I thought you were bad without the claws.” Tamaki mused with an impish grin, delighted. Shinra was a mess, flailing behind her like a fish out of water as he guffawed. His face was getting redder- and his smile; normally a nervous tick- looked so real and genuine it made her stop breathing for a moment.

Stop breathing…Oh sh- “Shinra! You okay?” She stopped, remembering that air was kinda necessary to live. Upon ending her tickles, Shinra curled into himself, hiccups breaking up his giggle fits as he twitched in tickly residue. 

“Ahehehehe…hehehhee…I’m ohohokay. Nothing to wohohorry about..” He reassured her, easing her worry. When he could breathe normally again, he rolled onto his back, covering his face with a hand. “Sorry…”

“Huh? Why are you apologizing? I was the one tickling you to near death.” Tamaki shook her head- then paused. “Oh wait- this is the earlier thing, right?”

“Yeah. I…” Shinra dropped his hand as he willed himself to look at her. “I’m about to tell you something…and I don’t know how you’re gonna react, but please hear me out.”

“Okay…?”

“Right. So…erm.” Shinra seemed to shake, mouth pressed into a thin line as he willed the words front and center. To her surprise, he seemed rather flushed- a new shade of pink coloring his already hot cheeks. “The reason I’ve been avoiding you…it’s erm..my shirt.”

“....huh?” That was it? “But- you lent it to me! If you just wanted it back-”

“No! No- that’s not- that’s not it.” Shinra quickly cut in, flushing even more. “God, why is this so hard to say? I…I don’t know what happened, but when I saw you standing there in it…something kinda clicked.” Shinra sat up, looking at his hands as he spoke. “I erm…I…”

Tamaki blinked at him, taking it in. Then her eyes grew wide, cheeks warming as the realization hit her. “Shinra…are you confessing?”

Shinra seemed to flush more, but then he nodded.

Put your guards down and just come out with how you’re feeling about each other!

She internally apologized to Maki for doubting her intuition.

“I guess I am…I’ve er- kinda liked you for a while now. I figured at first it was just us bonding, but then I started seeing, you know? How you light up when we decide to get something good to eat, or how you never give up on your ambitions and goals to get stronger. How you sing to yourself when you’re cleaning up or cooking, and how you always play with your hair when you’re in mid-thought. I just…” Shinra shook his head, smiling a small but real smile. “I realized when I looked at you in my T-Shirt: ‘Wow. I’m falling for this girl.’

But then I panicked and ran cause…yeah.” Shinra chuckled sheepishly, finally looking her in the eye. “I’m not…entirely sure what I’m doing here. I’m probably gonna mess up a hundred times over before I get it right, and I’m sorry if I do. But…if you’d have me, I’d like to be more than friends, Tamaki.”

More than friends…Be still, her beating heart. Looking at Shinra, hearing him speak in that soft voice- the voice he seemed only to reserve for her she realized now, her vision grew blurred. Shinra’s nervous smile grew panicked at her tears, but before he could do anything, Tamaki threw herself into his arms, knocking them both over once more.

“You’re so stupid, Shinra.” She said against his chest, no malice in her voice. “Of course I’d have you.” She sat up, gathering her own courage. “You’re the first real person that didn’t shy away or avoided me- not with the lure, and not when everything was said and done. You saved me more times than you’ve realized. You’re my hero, Shinra. If you’d have me…I’d like that too.”

Shinra seemed to stop breathing. Then he was smiling, really- truly smiling. “Tamaki…” He brushed his thumb over her cheek, cupping her face as his other fingers played with the loose strands of her hair. She leaned down to kiss him-

“Devil! Lady Tamaki- what are you two doing at this hour?” Arthur’s cry of surprise sent Tamaki stumbling, crashing into Shinra’s chest. Amazingly enough, her lure didn’t kick in. A small blessing in a mess of flustered moments.

“Arthur, could you PLEASE not shout? You’ll wake the Lieutenant!” Shinra growled, helping Tamaki up before turning to his roommate.

“Apologies- a knight king as myself must always make sure his kingdom is safe.” If he caught on, Arthur didn’t say- but there was something a bit knowing in that smile of his. “My energy bar is running low- I must recharge. Good evening.” With that, he turned on his heels, disappearing back into the room.

“Odd as ever.” Shinra laughed, shaking his head. Tamaki snorted in her hand, just as amused. “Still- we better call it a night here; who knows who we’ve woken up with our antics.” Shinra swung their hands together before leaning in, pressing a kiss against Tamaki’s cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Sounds good. Goodnight, hero.” Tamaki squeezed his hand in return before letting him go, making her way back to her own room. Shinra signed in content, leaning into the wall beside him.

“So the devil does have a weakness.” Arthur’s voice broke him out of his thoughts, startling him. “Two weaknesses. Good to know.”

“Why you- GET OVER HERE!”

Thanks for reading! :D

#Fire Force #tickle #tickle fic #shinra kusakabe #tamaki kotatsu #Whoops I fell down and now I ship it lols #I just really love lee!Shinra kajrkjaekjrajker #some ShinTama for the soul anyone? #akrkjaerkjeajkajkerjkearjklae

[0ne4them0ney-2f0rtheshow]

one of those days!

Weekend — meaning, Seungcheol's day off. Sakto din, his brunch buddies friends plus Seungkwan and Jun, are free today kaya naman they decided to play some online games. They were talking through Discord when they saw Nymeria walking behind Seungcheol and kept on hugging Seungcheol.

Nymeria: Dada! Hello, ninong Shua!

Joshua: Hello, my inaanak! I miss you!

Mingyu: Paano ako?

Nymeria: Hewow, tito Gyu! Tita Bee?

Mingyu: Outside pa si tita!

Nymeria: Tito kwannie! Hewow!

Seungkwan: Hi, Nym!

Seungcheol: Nak, go to Mama muna. Dada will play with your ninongs first.

Nymeria nods and hugs Seungcheol before leaving the room. Habang naglalaro sila, bigla na lang narinig ni Seungcheol na tumatakbo si Nymeria papasok crying, "Mama, I don't wanna shower!"

Behind her is Natasha who's laughing at her daughter while trying to get a hold of her, pero nagtatago siya kay Seungcheol. She even hugged her Dad, "Dada, I don't wanna shower!"

"Nymeria, you have to go to shower!" Seungcheol said habang naglalaro with Nymeria trying to get on his lap while Natasha's trying to get her.

"Cho, bigay mo sakin si Nymeria. Anak, lika na. Quick bath lang."

"Noooooo! I don't want to! Dadaaaaaa! I wanna stay here! Dadaaa!!"

"Nak, you can comeback here after you take a shower!"

(Reference below kung paano si Nymeria kay Cho.)

Tumatawa na ang mga kaibigan ni Seungcheol sa discord at nakikita nilang sinasakal na ni Nymeria si Seungcheol.

"Cho."

"Wait lang, Nat. Nak, aray! Aray! A-a-ahh!"

Nymeria kept on crying dahil ayaw niya nga maligo. Then Joshua said, "Nymeria, ninong Shua will—"

"Joshua. 'Wag. Nymeria, I'm gonna count 1 to 10, if you won't take a bath, you won't have a play date with Kkuma again later."

And just like that, Nymeria cried even more. Tinignan ni Seungcheol si Natasha who's face is getting sour. "Lagot si Daddy Cho." Sabi ni Jun.

Nymeria's still clinging onto Seungcheol's neck, then Seungcheol excused himself from everyone.

Binuhat ni Seungcheol si Nymeria and said, "Anak, which is better, you smell like a flower or a poop?"

"Seungcheol!"

Pinunasan ni Nymeria ang luha niya and answered her dad, "Flower, Dada."

"Okay, if you want to smell like a flower, you have to take a bath. I'll play with you after you take a bath, is that okay?"

Nymeria stopped crying and nods, "Okay."

Natasha then rolled her eyes at Seungcheol, and sighed. "Tara na, Nymeria."

"Daya mo. Kanina ko pa bina-bribe 'yan."

"Wala eh, daddy's girl." Seungcheol then kissed Natasha before they went out of his gaming room.

Pag-upo niya, nakalimutan niya na naka-on pala ang mic niya, at inasar naman siya ni Minghao. "Mana sa'yo anak mo, Cho. Pareho kayong hindu naliligo."

"Gago ka ah!"

DK laughed at them and said, "Hay, kita ko asar na asar na si Natasha eh. Nakahanap ng katapat si ate mo Nat!"

[dameronalone]

hm hello hi I would like to know more about zeph pls thank you

GLITTER. HOW MUCH TIME DO YOU HAVE

zeph is my babygirl. she's me. she's too cool to be me. she's everything I WANNA be she is unattainable and has attained everything that I can't, like, for instance, getting to kiss and fuck poe dameron

shes my star wars sequel trilogy oc and zeph is actually a nickname that just is her name at this point. her full name is ilya zephanir, callsign zephyr one, and everyone calls her zeph, first because zephanir is a lot of syllables when ur in flight academy, then because zeph just neatly split the different between her name and her code name

shes autistic, she's an asshole, she's an autistic asshole who doesn't know how to express herself, especially when she is full of love for her friends. she's a pilot, spy, part time mechanic and part time soul mate full time problem and I LOVE her. she's also hella traumatized bc she got captured by bad guys and then crashes her ship upon escape. she's disabled like Kaz brekker and doesn't always use a cane but it's better for her when she does, and gets more wore out if she doesn't and REALLY she shouldn't be trying to run on it either AND YET

shes technically a woman but only because there's not another label that better applies, she's very aroace but more confusing than not because she'll have sex if she feels like it but only if she's like "Yeah that sounds fun" and it's never "I NEED to fuck" but generally more aro (turns out she's demi/grayromantic because poe dameron is a sap and she's heading over heels for him) and EVEN BETTER she's bi/pan (but hasn't talked to me enough about it to figure out which works better or even if she cares enough to label it bc she is Committed now bro it doesn't matter)

shes great to have in a pinch bc she'll step right in and take charge and doesn't get stressed out easily but she likes to have a plan and doesn't like it when it completely goes pear shaped. she can handle wrenches thrown in plans but not pears. that's just a line she refused to cross. but she will snap out commands and ppl just listen because damn she's making sense and I don't wanna die so let's do as we're told

shes grumpy and perceived to be aggressive and mean and she's not good with people in her natural state, though she's learned to mask and mirror so well she can give the impression of a people person, even though she's deeply antisocial EVEN THOUGH she cares so much about her friends and family and the Resistance and people in general. she's MISUNDERSTOOD and LONELY and I love her SO SO SO MUCH and also she's in a qpr with @the-force-awakens oc who's Also in a relationship with poe dameron to make a little trio.

(sometimes I think abt the universe where nym's oc is NOT around and its just so weird to think of her and poe as a duo instead of two thirds of a trio)

[flops back] I could keep going but I am just full of love for my own oc I might explode

#mutuals #zeph tag

[lyon-amore]

The half of me Chapter 5

Chapter 4

She stretched feeling much better. The pain of losing her sister was still there, but a worry had disappeared in her. She got up in bed, sitting up. Was it a dream last night? Had she really talked to Jake on the phone? She looked at her phone and reached out to pick it up, she had several chat messages. Her friends were going to her parents' house because they had been invited to breakfast and they were all waiting for her. She was going to answer them unless another chat had caught her eye: Nymos' chat.

No, it hadn't been a dream, Jake had really contacted her. They really had talked on the phone. A small smile appeared on her lips. She had listened to his voice. It was just as she had imagined, deep, calm, one of those that you would spend listening to for hours even if you didn't understand a single topic that he was talking about. She decided to focus, he hadn't texted her for nothing. It was a document. The file that contained information on Janis Krebs. She noticed the time, he had sent it at six in the morning. She shook her head letting out a breath. Unbelievable that he had spent the whole night looking for that file for her. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nym-0s I have managed to find something interesting. [Janis Krebs Death Certificate.PDF] I have not read it yet, I was hoping we would do it together. Send me a message for when you're ready.

MC Good morning Jake Or should I say Nymos 🤔 Because this chat is from Nymos

----Nym-0s is online----

Nym-0s Ha ha. You can call me Jake. My identity is safe here ;) Good. When you are ready, then we read it.

MC Ok, give me a few minutes to get up.

Nym-0s Take your time. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MC left the phone on the table and went directly to the bathroom to get ready. She decided that before going to her parents' house, she would first dedicate herself to the new information that was at hand. She could not pass up this opportunity.

Ready and having a glass of juice, MC wrote the call command. She preferred to discuss it in person—in the figurative sense of the word—with Jake rather than by text. Although part of it, she wanted to hide the fact that she really wanted to hear his voice again.    "Hello" she heard Jake greet, calmly ". The call command seems to work."    "And quite well." MC put the phone on speaker to be able to read the document "Have you spent the whole night hacking the system?"    "Are you asking about the time I sent the document?"    "Well…" She bit her lip, trying not to sound curious. It was really weird to communicate like that again "I don't want you to go too far for me."    "Do not worry, MC, I am fine." she heard a small complaint and the young woman frowned.    "What's the matter?"    "Nothing, it is better if I do not tell you or you will laugh at me."    "I won't laugh."     Jake sighed and MC waited for him to answer.    "I had… I winked, but I remembered that we are not talking on a video call."     MC prevented herself from giggling. She remembered that chat messages were what he used to send, so out of habit he made him do it.    "Okay, let's see that document" MC put a cookie in her mouth, then covered herself as if she imagined that Jake was looking at her ". I have agreed to go to my parents' house with the rest of the group, so it's better not waste time."    "I understand, so let is read it."     She opened the document and started reading it. In it, it’s indicated that Krebs had blows to the body, from some fight. But that wasn't the cause of death.

Suicide.

She frowned, focused on all the information she was reading.    "So, Krebs committed suicide in prison." MC said, leaning against her kitchen counter.    "And they do not know with what" Jake commented, making a noise in his throat, as if he were reading the words ", but they think it could have been some kind of poison."    "It says that it was four months ago" the young woman put her hands together to brush off the crumbs from the cookies, then remembering something that she had been noticing for a long time ", those are the same months that Daliah was strange…"    "Do you think they told her?"    "And that's why she was so strange..."    "But then, the one who murdered your sister cannot be Janis Krebs."    "But an imitator..."     MC then searched for news about Janis Krebs's suicide, at the same time, he heard Jake typing on his keyboard. Unfortunately, there was no news about it. She went to sit in the dining room chair, taking the phone with her. She didn't understand why that news hadn't been made present.    "No matter how hard I search, no one talks about it." Jake finally said, breaking the silence.    "Jake... I think they covered it up." MC began to twirl a strand of hair around her finger, nervous.    "I think the same thing too" she could hear how he leaned back in his chair ", but why hide it?"    "I don't know…"     She tried to think about what was happening. Did her sister really know about it? That man took his own life?    "MC" she heard Jake wake her up from her thoughts ", are you okay?"    "Yes, forgive me" she sighed, picking up the conversation again ". Krebs was a rather hated man, so I wouldn't be surprised if no one cared about his death."    "But the police are taking a while to give you this information."    "Are you insinuating that it was the same police who killed him?"    "You said it yourself" Jake's voice sounded mysterious, deep ", he was a rather  hated man."    "No" she shook her head. She couldn't imagine Elliot withholding this information from her because maybe he was in on it with the rest of the cops. He, who took his job very seriously ", thinking that the police killed him would be too cloudy."    "For now, it's all we have got" he made a sound as if he were thinking ". Either that, or Krebs himself took his own life. But it is difficult to put drugs in jail, unless someone trustworthy passes it to you."    Every time, MC started to get scared. She felt that he was getting into a dangerous business. And she didn't want to go back to it again. Enough of her had been hacked in the past for having a connection to a hacker, now she didn't want them going after her because she was messing with the police.    "Jake, can we leave it here?" MC she hugged herself, a hint of tremor in her voice "I don't want to investigate any further."    "Understood, if that is what you want" He didn't seem upset, quite the contrary. She was grateful that he was understanding with her ". At the very least, I hope you are calm that Krebs was not there."    "But there's a chance that some crazy fan of him killed her because he couldn't finish the job…"    "Then that is left in the hands of the police."    "Yeah..."     She remained on the table, tapping. But he was a madman who went after her, that was clear. She rose from her chair, beginning to pace the small dining room. She didn't like the idea that she was the next victim.    "Are you alright?"    "I…" MC sighed. She didn't know what to say to Jake, if she was alright? She didn't even know the words’ ’to be fine’’ anymore " I'm just afraid that she's coming for me..."    "If the police know, then you will be safe." She glanced at her phone, listening to his soft words ". And you can always call me if you are feeling scared, I am here for you."     She smiled at his words. He made her heart react, that she started beating fast.

Arriving at her parents' house, she was surprised to see Grace open the door, smiling at her.    "Hi, come in." the brown-eyed girl said, moving to one side of her.    "What are you doing here?" asked MC, a little surprised "Sorry, I didn't want to sound rude."    "I stayed the night to help your parents after they all left" she replied, as they walked to the dining room "although there's still a lot to clean up."     Everyone present greeted MC. Jessy got up to hug her and the young woman hugged her back. Her father gave her a smile. The only person missing sitting at the table was her mother. And she understood perfectly. She was still not recovered.    "I hope you're hungry." Grace smiled at her, pointing to the chair next to her "Cleo made an amazing breakfast!"    "Well, it's nothing" Cleo replied, dismissively. Although she could tell the pride in her voice ", everyone has helped, although some more than others." She looked at Dan and he shrugged.    "Hey, at least I went to buy everything you needed, you owe me money." the long-haired man defended himself, raising an eyebrow.    "Yes, very hard work" Phil replied, reaching for the caramel syrup. But Dan took it from him, and he waved his hands in confusion ". I had it, man."    "I bought it, man" he replied, feigning annoyance ". I deserve to serve myself first, remember that without me you wouldn't have any of this."     The group laughed, picking up the rest of the syrups that were there. While having breakfast, there was a couple of laughs in the environment, remembering Daliah and the crazy things she did. They wanted to stop the tears and remember the good times she had with her.

MC glanced at Lilly out of the corner of her eye. She had to tell her that Jake was back, but she couldn't do it in front of everyone. She still didn't know who had tipped off that Jake was in the iron mine and she didn't want to risk him again either. Lilly noticed that MC was looking at her and she looked from her, who was with her phone. She received a message saying that they had to talk about a serious matter. The blonde nodded, looking at her and they both put the phone away.    "MC" Haines wiped himself with a napkin before continuing, his face was serious now ", Mrs. Parr called, she says to pick up things from Daliah's apartment." MC nodded slowly. True, that apartment no longer belonged to her sister ". So when you can, let's go pick up her stuff."    "And if we all go?" Grace asked, looking at the group "You don't have to do it, Mr. Gardner, and the more of us, the better."    "That doesn't sound like a bad idea." Jessy shrugged, agreeing with her offer.     MC nodded slowly. Someday she had to step on that apartment again, she couldn't keep it up.    "Sure" the blue-eyed girl finally said, smiling at her father ", it may take a few days, but we'll get to it."    "I guess I'll have to help too" Phil exaggeratedly exhaled ", so I don't let the ladies do hard work." He winked at MC and she rolled her eyes.     At least they were getting along a little better now and had buried the hatchet for her sister. Maybe, if Daliah had told her sooner, she might have done it long before she died and not hate him anymore.    "Unfortunately, I should be back with Hannah by now" Thomas commented, looking at his phone ", there's a meeting with the lawyer" He looked at Lilly now, doubtfully "are you coming back with me?"    "When I'm done helping MC" Lilly replied, casting a quick glance at the young woman ", when I'm done, I'll catch the first train to Duskwood."    "Okay, then" Thomas stood up, walking over to the owner of the house, holding out his hand ". Nice to meet you, Mr. Haines."    "Thank you for accompanying my daughter this week" the father gave her a hug, very grateful ", everyone." He looked at her friends, smiling affectionately.    Thomas walked over to MC and she got up. A strong hug received from him. She was very grateful for all the support she received from each of them.    "Come visit Hannah when you can" he whispered softly ", she wants to see you."    "When everything calms down, I'll go see her." MC replied with a smile.     Thomas nodded, pulling away from her. Then he looked at Grace, offering his hand.    "It was nice meeting you, Grace." he said politely.    "The pleasure is all mine" the young woman accepted her hand to say goodbye ". I hope one day I'll stop by Duskwood."     MC didn't know how to react to Grace's words. It was one thing for Daliah to obviously hang out with them because she was her sister, but Grace? With her, she felt a threat to feel separated from her. She tried to push those thoughts away. She had made those friends, she didn't have to fear that they would leave her behind now because her sister was not there. She shouldn't feel insecure now like she did before, her sister wouldn't have liked it.

The block of apartment where Daliah lived was the block closest to the acting and film classes. It was a small school where there were different types of study, both to act, to record or to become independent film directors. In that block of apartment, half of the students lived for rent. They had some pretty balconies and, on Daliah's, everyone could see decorations of flags from various countries. She knew that her dream was to be recognized by the whole world as an actress. A shame she didn't make it. She stared at the keys her father had given her. Mrs. Parr didn’t hesitate for a second to give them so that she could go get her things. Now that it was the apartment of a murdered girl, surely that lady would be delighted to see how everyone was killing each other to live in that apartment.    "When you feel ready, we'll follow you." Jessy gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze and MC nodded.    It was as if she had entered a forbidden zone. Daliah never liked people go if they didn't warn her first. She now she couldn't call her.

They went up the stairs, greeting some of the young people who were coming out of their apartments. They looked at them curiously, as if they were watching a thriller. She opened the door, entering a house of pure white and almost princess decorations. She had gotten them at second-hand stores, but she told people who didn't know her that she saw them all imported from Paris. She always liked to show off, why she would deny it.    "Okay…" MC sighed, looking at the group "Well, the boys can start putting away the kitchen utensils, the girls will take care of their clothes."    "Isn't that a little sexist?" Phil asked, hands in his pants pockets.    "Do you think I'm going to leave you near my sister's clothes?" asked MC, making him smile mockingly "But if it worries you so much, here" she gave him a box with the name 'Bathroom' on it ", here she keeps her makeup, shampoos and… everything she had."    "I'll leave the bathroom like new." the young man replied, proudly passing by her.     Jessy put a hand to her face, letting out a sigh. She felt somewhat guilty that her brother was there.

They took all the clothes out of the closet, putting everything in order. Many of the dresses she remembered because she told her that one day she would give them to her when she got tired of them, what was she going to do now? She couldn't keep them without her permission and sell them, she found that a bit macabre.    "Anyone want a dress?" MC asked, picking up a blue one, which her sister knew she liked.    "And why don't you keep them?" Cleo asked curiously.    "No, that would be too weird…"    "Daliah would have loved you to keep them" Grace encouraged her, leaning on MC "in fact, I'm sure she'd rather you keep them than sell them."     MC twisted her mouth, hesitating. Maybe she was daring, right? Keep her clothes. She moved closer to the mirror, her dress clinging to her body. It was actually pretty, different shades of blue, like the sky.    "She said she chose it because of her eyes" Grace stepped behind her, smiling ", because they match them."     The young woman nodded. Yes, it was true, they were quite match. Maybe there was nothing wrong with keeping one… right?    "Ooh! I remember when he showed me this yellow” she heard Jessy say and turned to look at her. The dress, it was yellow, yes, but it had white flowers that were beautiful in the design ", I remember that she told me that one day she would lend it to me when I told her that I liked this color."    "Keep it." MC said, with a smile.    "No, no, I can't-"    "Seriously" she moved closer to her, taking her hands ". She would love it if you had it. You girls got along pretty well."     Jessy sighed, holding back tears. She hugged MC lovingly. First it was losing Richy, now it was losing Daliah. They felt that they were only losing friends.    "Thank you…" Jessy whispered, hugging her tightly.     MC nodded, hugging her back. At least her sister's spirit resided in Jessy's positivity. It is what she appreciated in those moments.

She approached the desk she had in her room. It was calmly resting her laptop. She assumed that, having nothing to do with the crime, the police ignored it. It was white, with stickers of small gold butterflies. She carefully opened it and turned it on. On the password screen, there was the family photo, when they went to Disneyland when they turned twelve. A smile appeared on the chestnut's lips.    "The password? Easy." she said as he began to write the name of her favorite singer.     She was surprised to give error. Normally, Daliah always had everything with references to artists.    "Okay… Let's see, 'Marilyn Monroe'." she wrote, knowing how much she admired her, too.     Error. She took a deep breath. She couldn't believe that she didn't know her sister's password, if she had been using the same ones for years.    "Maybe a number?" She put the debut date of both actress and singer, but again failed.     She bit the inside of her cheek. It was strange that she also had the computer so protected, being she the only one who lived on that floor.    "What did you want to hide, Daliah?" she wondered, looking at the computer.    She raised her gaze, looking at herself in the mirror in front of her. She stared at it for a couple of seconds, noticing something strange on the wall. It looked like the paint had a mark. She decided to pick up the mirror, finding that behind it was a hole in the wall, where a small box resided in it. She took it, looking at it from the sides, even moving it a little to listen if it contained anything. It was a slight sound, but it did have something. She sat in the chair and opened the small box, frowning at its contents.

There were a couple of envelopes and a brown and white toy horse. Despite its old appearance, it had a seam that seemed recent. She opened one of the contents of the envelope, which contained the first notice of the first child found in Lake Mount. She felt a chill when she read the news. She continued opening envelope by envelope. They were all news of each child that appeared in the lake, why did her sister have this? Only one piece of news was missing. Hers. She had not appeared in the lake. With a charged air, she took the horse and went to the kitchen, ignoring the calls of her friends, where Dan continued to put away her sister's things.    "I need a knife or scissors." the girl said quickly, searching through the drawers.    "I already saved them." Dan offered him one "What is it for?"    "MC? What's going on?” Cleo asked, walking the girls into the kitchen.     MC continued to ignore them, cutting off the stitched part of the horse. Under the watchful eye of the group, she took out the cotton it had inside, thus finding another new. It was the news of the successful rescue of her.    "What the fuck is this?" Dan asked, picking up the doll "Who's capable of doing something like that?"     The young woman shook her head. She was beginning to understand a little what was happening. During those months, Daliah had been receiving these letters. She would never have saved something like that to remember.    "In a box there are more clippings like these..." MC finally said, looking at the clipping.    "Why would Daliah have something so macabre?" Grace asked, hugging herself "It's not like her to have that, is it?"    "Exactly-"     They heard the door and MC put the clipping on the counter. They all went out to the entrance, where Phil was already there, bending down to pick up an envelope from the floor.    "Who would send a letter to a dead woman?" The young man asked "and without a sender."    "Give it to me." MC quickly approached him, taking the envelope.     It was the news of her sister being found dead in the lake, but that was not what drew the most attention.    "MC..." She heard Lilly's voice "There's something behind it..."     She turned it around and read those words again in red letters: 'One less'. She threw the news clipping to the ground and went out of the stairs, hoping to come across who had left it.

She went out into the street, looking everywhere. The police should have seen a suspect nearby, right?    "Go back inside, MC." She heard Dan behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders.    "I'll call Elliot." She saw Grace pull out her phone and within seconds, she had it close to her ear.     The young woman's breathing began to get out of control. There was no way anyone really noticed. She turned pale in a few seconds and they sat her down in the kitchen chair, offering her a glass of water. They left the box in the center of the table, without touching it. It was enough that MC had done it.    "That's a lot of clippings..." Jessy commented, looking at all the papers in the box.    "Are you sure your sister didn't put them there herself?" Cleo asked, looking a little doubtful "I mean... maybe it was just to get over it..."    "No, this isn't coping at all." Phil told her, reaching out for a clipping.    "No!" MC yelled, stopping his hand "We don't know if it contains more prints than Daliah's and mine."     Phil raised his hands in apology and walked away from the table.    "Elliot's on his way here" Daliah's friend came in at a brisk pace, approaching her ". He has told us not to touch anything we found."     MC then remembered the computer. Daliah had it very protected, so much so that she didn't even know what password she had set. It was something totally unknown to her. They both knew each other's passwords, but why did the computer contain a different one than the ones she used? A strange sensation ran through her body, something told her that she should take that computer with her.    "I need to go to the bathroom for a moment" MC got up slowly, pretending to feel bad ". I'll be right back.    "We'll let you know if Elliot returns." Jessy gave her a concerned look.     Everyone without exception looked at her worriedly.

The young woman went directly to Daliah's room, taking the computer. She needed to hide it until Elliot left. She noticed her bed and lifted the mattress. Beneath it, she found a pair of lace eye masks. She preferred not to think about what she was doing with them and put the computer under the mattress. She paced around the room nervously. She was disappointed that Daliah hadn't told her that she was being stalked. Or at least, that she didn't tell the police.    "Not again..." she whispered "Not again... This can't happen to me..."     She placed a hand on her forehead, feeling her temperature drop. It was like reliving what happened a year ago, only this time it was her turn. And that unfortunately, her sister was dead, not kidnapped.    "MC?" Lilly knocked on the door and opened it slowly "Elliot's already here."    "Lilly, can you walk me home later?" MC of her approached her quickly, almost scaring her.    "Uh… Sure, but what happens? You've been very weird all morning."    "I'll tell you at home." she whispered as she heard footsteps approaching.    "MC!" Elliot approached her, concerned "Are you okay? Have you come to see something?"    "No" MC swallowed, avoiding looking too much at the bed "I'm fine, but..."     The blond-haired young man sighed, fixing his blue eyes on hers. Lilly looked at them, uncomfortable. It was as if she was left over at that moment. The brunette looked away from him, finding herself nervous.    "I'll show you the box…" she said softly, leaving the room.

   They returned to the kitchen, where Dan was guarding the box so that no one touched it. Elliot pulled out a pair of gloves and put them on to examine the box.    "Has anyone else touched the clippings?" He asked in a serious tone.    "I just took the envelope they just brought." Phil replied, almost afraid of being accused again.    "I've touched everything, even the toy." MC replied, biting the inside of her cheek.    "I touched the toy, too" Dan explained ", I didn't know what it was."     Elliot nodded, examining each of the clippings.    "Okay, then we'll take this to examine" He closed the box, still not removing his gloves ". Is there anything else you found?"    "No, nothing." MC denied with her head.    "Then I'll take this" He picked up the box and looked at them all ". If you find anything else, please call me back."    "But do you know anything else?" Grace asked, looking at Elliot with concern "You still haven't told us what happened to Daliah."     The policeman looked at all of them, until he set his gaze on MC. The girl couldn't stop looking at the box, imagining how scared her sister must have been when she received those cuts... Knowing that she was able to save herself and not the other children, surely made her feel guilty in a certain way.    "I'm sorry, but this isn't something you have to tell people who aren't the victim's family" Elliot finally said, seeing MC's concern ". I'll take this in for analysis immediately."     He walked away as fast as he could, leaving them alone.

Dan put an arm around MC's shoulders and Jessy took her hand. She had every thought jumping and turning to all the possibilities that they could have done to Daliah. Now she was only worried about being able to unlock her sister's computer, to find out if she had hidden more threats that she didn't know about. And for that, she was going to need Jake.

Chapter 6

#duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood jake x mc #duswkood fanfic #duskwood everbyte #everbyte #everbyte studio

[rottinnymph]

NYM!!!! HI MY FRIEND NYM!! ur so cool i love ur art lots n lots. i just wanted to let u know :3

HI HELLO LAINEY MY GOOD PAL MY FRIEND MY BESTEST FRIENDEST YOU ARE TOO NICEYS TO ME I WILL EXPLODE RIGHT NOW !!!!!!!!

#mouse trap #possuminnit #cries tears of joy WAUGH

[mishanym]

This cute Nym-0s is soo adorable! Hello lovely nymos!! Im super happy to have you here. And thank you @lyon-amore ! This is such a cute and adorable friend!

#duskwood nymos #jake duskwood #cute #adorable friend #lyon amore #lyon-amore #cute friend #nym-0s chat #nymos chat #nymos #nym-0s

[captain-space-kin]

Hello friend captain [its void/nym from the server btw lmao]

HELLO FRIEND VOID

#captains log #mutuals

[mobiletextgamesaremakingmebroke]

Jake: *Notices notification from MC*

MC: Nymos this is Shadow, Shadow Nymos.

Jake: ?

Shadow: Hello! MC said they had a friend they'd like to introduce me to.

Jake: Hello.

*DM to MC*

Jake: How many masked hackers do you know?

MC: Apparently two. Also, they might be able to see this.

Shadow: I can!

Jake: .... I'm updating NYM-0S

MC: Please be nice! We're dealing with a more insane MWAF and I need all the help I can get.

#duskwood jake #duskwood #duskwood/the healing crossover #the healing #the healing game #The Healing Shadow

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

Tonks on the Map sounds intriguing....

Thanks for the ask @turanga4!

Tonks on the Map: it started as a challenge for me. I've had strong opinions on Marauder Era fics and I wondered what would happen if I changed a couple details and had Tonks grow up alongside the Marauders.

I got as far as the sorting and hit a brick wall because I was genuinely stumped. I even made a poll about it. The problem was that I want Tonks's BFF to be Pandora Malfoy, cousin of Lucius (would be the same Pandora that becomes Luna's mother) but I had such a hard time figuring out how to fit Pandora Malfoy into Hufflepuff. If anything, she'd be a Ravenclaw or Slytherin. Then the problem came with thinking ok, it's fine if the girls are in different houses, but that limits where I can put their interactions since they're not going to be staying up late to talk in their dormitories.

It's become a logistical nightmare and I get that it's fanfic and I can do whatever I want but the gears are grinding in my head.

Anyway, want a snippet? Here's a snippet:

Two witches arrived and sat nearby. Tonks’s heart jumped into her throat. One of them had pretty blonde hair and the other had dark curls. Their faces were startlingly familiar.

“Lucius,” said the blonde, “introduce us to your friends.”

“This is my cousin, Pandora,” Lucius said, with a gleam in his eyes that Tonks didn’t entirely like, “and her Metamorphmagus friend, Miss Tonks. A rare gift.”

Tonks felt her hair return to its natural mousy brown and nodded.

“Nymphadora, isn’t it?” said the blonde girl. “I believe we’re cousins. I’m Narcissa, and this is my sister, Bellatrix. A shame we didn’t know each other until today.”

“P-please call me Tonks,” she said weakly.

“In our family,” spoke Bellatrix, with a strange, unsettling flash of something in her grey eyes, “we refer to each other by our given names, Nymphadora.”

“Though we sometimes use nicknames among ourselves, Bella. Perhaps Nymphadora has a nickname?”

Tonks wanted to tell them that her father called her Dora, but that felt too personal. She shook her head.

“Little Fifi, perhaps?”

Tonks felt her face twisting into a grimace. Narcissa and Bellatrix laughed, but it wasn’t a normal laugh. It was too tinkly, too rehearsed.

“Dora?”

Tonks shook her head again. That was special, just for her and her father.

“Why not Nym?” Pandora interjected. 

“It’s much too masculine, Miss Malfoy,” said Narcissa. “Nymphie? My brother and sister call me Cissy.”

It was marginally better than Fifi, thought Tonks, so she nodded.

“Only you can call me that,” Tonks said, trying to sound bolder than she felt. “You and Bellatrix and—”

“Al!” Narcissa sat up taller and waved. “Our brother’s here.”

A young man with sleek, shiny black hair sat down and straightened his tie. 

“This is Nymphadora, Alfie,” said Narcissa. “Our cousin. She says we can call her Nymphie.”

Tonks nodded, regretting the choice.

“Nymphie, this our brother, Alphard Black. He’s a fifth year and Quidditch captain for Slytherin.”

“Hello.” 

Tonks gave a little wave. Other Slytherins were coming to breakfast. Pandora was rifling through her brother’s copy of The Daily Prophet, either willfully or blissfully unaware of how odd they looked.

WIP ask game

#tonks on the map #when fanfic makes me want to bang my head against a wall #this is why marauders fics are so hard #but so help me i am going to find a way to make this work

[spotofmummery]

Asked from my main, but really it's @scholars-of-nym c:

Renter’s Name?: Setoto Seto How Many Booths?: One, please! What are you selling or providing?:

Setoto and Alka Zolka walked up to the little stalls together. Setoto was carrying a tray filled with cookies, while on her side a bulky bag with a few books peeking out. Alka Zolka, walking behind her, was pulling a large cart filled to the brim with books. The books looked to be quite old, yet still in good condition.

"Hello!" Setoto said cheerfully. "I heard about the swap meet, so I brought a few things." She put down the tray of cookies on top of the cart of books and pulled out one of the books from her bag. "If it's alright, I would like to sell these books we recovered from the old castle library. Most of them are about applications on aether and arcanima, as well as ancient strategems - well, ancient by Nymian standards." Setoto smiled sheepishly. "And I brought a few cookies for the customers to enjoy."

Would you like to be added to the Swap Meet post? "Absolutely!"

"Ah, Setoto, my friend! I hope all has been well - 'tis lovely to see you again," Amon's face brightened at the sight of the lalafell, who was walking with one he could only surmise was Alka Zolka. He had heard much about the lad from her stories, but had yet to meet him.

"And you must be Alka," the bard bowed in introduction. "I am Amon, and we are honored to have you both here at our humble market. Nymian tomes are likely to excite a number of buyers, myself included. I may stop by to browse and snag a cookie - they smell delicious - once you're set up!"

He hands them a booth ticket with a number.

"I hope you enjoy!"

-Would you like to join the Swap Meet, too?-

#Amon of Syrcus #FFXIV Swap Meet #FFXIV RP #Light RP

[giggly-squiggily]

HELLO I am coming out of my hidey hole bc I saw you're doing hcs to dabbles and just - YOU'RE SO GOOD AT THESE I CAN'T OKAY?!

Honestly have a bajillion but for starters - I've been back on the platonic!KageHina train recently and had this idea that Hinata really likes wrestling and just generally messing around, and of course he just has to pick on Kageyama because obviously he does? And sometimes Kage just gets so fed up with it that he uses his height and strength advantage to just overpower him and then tickle him until he agrees to leave him alone 😅🥰

Only if you feel like it of course! You're just the best at these two, I had to at least ask! I hope you had a good weekend and have a great week, and remember to hydrate and take care of yourself! 💖

please forgive my chaos I am very tired and it's also been a minute since I submitted something

NYM! *running leap hug* I'm so happy you're here! And thank you for the kind words! This is beyond adorable, and I love the chance to write for Kages and Hinata! i've gotcha covered! (You're good about the chaos, that's literally me most nights I'm on tumblr klajrkaekjrkjaerjka) Take care and stay hydrated aswell! I'm sending you all my love plus some!

“Leap Frog!” Hinata yelled as he pushed off Kageyama’s shoulders, sending them both tumbling into the ground.

“BOKE! What the hell!?” Kageyama growled, twisting around to grab the tiny ginger. Unfortunately for him, Hinata was far too aware of his go-to attacks, easily twisting out of his reach with a giggle. “Hold still!”

“Nope! You’re gonna have to pin me first! Prepare to face The Tiny Giant’s Ultimate Wrestling Volleyball Crossov-AH!” Before he could perform his next move- let alone say it’s full title- Kageyama had him flipped and pinned to the ground, hands attacking his ribs relentlessly. “Gah! Ahehahahhahhaha! Kahahahhahgeyahahhahahamahahhahaha!”

“Wrestling huh? If you’re so adamant about it, why not go join the team? I bet they’d love a tiny shrimp like you to toss around during practice!” Kageyama jeered, snickering as Hinata squealed and thrashed beneath him. “Check this out- I call it the Boke rattler!”

“Whahhahaht a duhuuhhumb nahahhahme-Ghehahahahahhhaha nohoohohohoho!” Hinata all but shrieked when Kageyama blew a massive raspberry against his belly. His gym shirt did nothing to soften the blow. “Kahahhahahahahages!”

“Die, Boke!” Kageyama declared in return, taking another breath. Hinata reacted, shoving a hand into his armpit. “Pfft- Gaehahahhah, no! No fahahhair!” He yelped, falling off the ginger and against the ground.

“Yes, fair! Take that! And this! And-Ah!” Hinata, who was just getting his rhythm, lost it immediately as Kageyama latched a claw on his knee. He doubled over the brunette with a fresh squeal, inadvertently opening up more tickle spots for his friend to get. “Khahahahahhahahges! Kahahahhahahgeyahhahahhamahahahhahaha!”

“What? What’s wrong? Weren’t you gonna show me up?” Kageyama grinned as he got the upper hand, pushing past retaliating fingers and centering his own attack along Hinata’s lower ribs. "Tell you what- you stop with the wrestling moves and I'll let you up. Deal?"

"Ahehehehahhahahaha! Dehehhal, dehheheahhahhaal!" Hinata shrieked, cheeks bright red and eyes misty. When Kageyama pulled back, he wasted no time jumping on him, going right for the ribs. "Ha! I tricked you- you can't stop me-EEHHHEHEHE NO NOT THEHEHEHEHERE!"

Hinata decided not long after that wrestling wasn’t his calling.

Send me a headcanon and character(s) and I'll write a short 300-500 word dabble for it!

#headcanons to dabbles #tickle #tickle dabble #fluff #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyuo #platonic kagehina #I just love them your honor jarejaejkrjkaer #Haikyuu!!

[alwritey-aphrodite]

hope you're having a good day, hon 🥺 💌

NYM!! Hello!! I hope you had a great week, and that this weekend is restful and relaxing :)

It’s hard to say just one thing I love about you, you’ve been so so lovely and supportive with everything I post. Every time we interact I get the biggest smile on my face. Much love to you, my first tumblr friend!!

#nym tag <3 #I feel like tumblr friend is a little sad sounding but it’s only because you’re my friend!! contained inside of tumblr!! #but anyway I love you dearly

[mothmxwhump]

✨List of shit y’all don’t know about my ocs but should lmao✨

Tarron

Tarron has an unidentified chronic illness, it basically flares up every few months and leaves him out of commission with a fever

Tarron is autistic and ADHD and has a huge hyper fixation on bees

He owns about 1,000,000 plushies, all have names and they are his CHILDREN

Don’t mention it enough but he’s trans!!!

He’s biromantic demisexual, leans towards men/masc presenting people

He’s been with Nym for like 3 years at the beginning of the story

He was actually a huge nerd lol, he speaks 3 languages and is a history buff

Kinda awkward with new people but he’s also like. Legitimately a ray of sunshine so he makes friends easy

Nym

They’re also autistic and have a special interest in herbal medicine and magick!

There is a low-poly mushroom graphic rotating in their brain 24/7 lmao

They bought Tarron and themself those matching plague doc plushies

They’re intersex and nonbinary, the best part of meeting new people for them is the “hello… sir???? Ma’am???????? Uhhhhhh?????” Until they finally just go “captain actually”

They’re a captain of the royal guard!!!!!

They have 2 younger siblings, Linari and Rona

They were planning on proposing the day they got back from a “festival” in their village when Rupert’s army struck, the “festival” was actually proposal prep and some standard religious celebrations!

They’ll do anything to protect the people they care about, so Rupert and Lucia are in for a Bad Time :)))))))

#whump #tw cursing #collared prince #tarron #nym #pet whump

[thewitchqueenofharrenhal]

Hi lady-nym, you seem very knowledgeable about A Song of Ice and Fire. When did you first read it and how many times have you read it in all? My main question is about Ned. Everybody always argues about if Ned's honor was good or stupid. He deprived his daughters of the same education as his sons, like fighting, hunting and justice. As the story continues we see other mens' sense of honor. The men in Robb's guard feel that their houses are dishonored because they have to share the guard with a woman Dacey Mormont. Do you think their attitudes about honor are meant to inform us of Ned's attitudes about honor? Would Ned have felt dishonored by Dacey's presence too? If Ned feels compelled to keep women powerless even as children, the sexual implications for that for Ned's psychology seem really disturbing.

Hello! 👋

I first read the books when I was in my first year of Highschool. Over the years I have done rereads for the sake of pleasure, I really can’t say how many rereads I’ve done.

First I don’t know if you can say Eddard necessarily deprived his daughters of an education rather that he educated them as seemed proper for young daughters of the North. Influencing the girls education would also be Catelyn Tully who was a southern lady and the fact Eddard was a second son with responsibilities placed on him he had to grow into after a brutal war.

I don’t think the men of the north’s sense of honor is supposed to show us how Ned would have felt. I think if you’re looking to find how Ned would have felt about someone like Dacey Mormont you should look to how Robb Stark and Jon Snow have felt about going into battle with women.

That isn’t to say Ned, or Robb or Jon would be what we call “modern day feminists” because they wouldn’t this is still a feudal society.

To conclude I don’t believe Ned had any interest in keeping his daughters “powerless” after all he indulged Arya’s interest in water dancing which is far more of an allowance than I can see any paramount lord doing.

I don’t think he ever presumed the girls would ever be in the unsafe situations we’ve seen them be in and I don’t think he had reason to believe they ever would be.

Apologies if my answer is all over the place but I hope I was able to answer some of your question. My friend @tribune-marcus-catonius is the resident Ned Stark fan and far more educated on Ned and may be able to add on or give a far better analysis then I could.

Thank you for your ask 🙏.

#ask #ned stark

[stark-alchemy]

OH! Hello friend! So sorry you're sick, but we'll prepare your treats with Extra Care! And don't worry!~ Your Little Nym will get some good rest and food before the flight back!

(I'm so sorry you're sick but I hope you feel better very soon! We're all out here rooting for you. Also this is one of the cutest asks I've ever gotten.)

#Old Gods Au #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf daycare attendant #myart #fnaf au #fnaf sb #look at the lil birb #SO CUTEEEE #I tried to make it cute in my style but yours is precious #heres some candy for you! #feel better soon #Sunflower god!Sun #Thistle god!Moon #lilliputian!y/n #self insert #smol au #virtual trick or treat #trick or treat #treats for you #and Nym too