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blaithnne · 1 year

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TELL ME ABOUT SASKIA IVE GONE TO LONG LETTING THAT FIRE CHARACTER DESIGN GO UNAPPRICATED

AAAAH IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE DESIGN!! BUT she and Seasaidh desperately need a rework, here’s a little doodle of how that might look for Kia -

My baby. Lomve her. ANYWAYS SOME STUFF ABOUT HER!

Saskia is the biological child of Johanna and Kaisa, born when Hilda is around 15 probably. How is she their biological child? Magic!

As a magical contruct, magic comes naturally to Saskia. There was probably a lot of mishaps as a baby with her being unable to control said magic and it coming out in chaotic ways, but as a teenager she’s got most of her natural ability under control and it only comes out when she’s experiencing extreme emotions. Her natural magic is fairly basic, but she could be a very successful witch if she put her mind to it given her natural advantage. Trouble is…she doesn’t, she’s not interested in magic, or anything to do with adventure really

Saskia is sort of the black sheep of The Pearson family, i.e. she’s the ‘normal’ one. She doesn’t crave adventure in the great wide somewhere or powerful magic beyond her reach, she just wants a normal life. She’s a teenager, she finds the notoriety her family has gained due to their adventures more embarrassing than anything else

She’s got kind of a “ugh, MUM you’re so embarrassing!” vibe and is pretty closed off, but deep down she loves her family more than anything

It’s Kaisa’s first time as a parent, and as someone who still feels as if she failed at being a Witch she’s determined to ensure Saskia never feels that way. Plus, magic and Witchcraft is part of her culture and she wants to share it with her daughter - this results in her pushing her to learn magic even though Saskia doesn’t really want to, and drives a wedge between them for a bit. They work through it eventually though, and as Saskia gets older she comes to appreciate her weird family and the natural magic within her that she once tried to hide. She never becomes studying Witch or anything, but overtime she and Kaisa find common ground in participating in the less ‘grind to become the most powerful witch possible’ aspects of Witchcraft

As for what she does become, she’s a writer! I like to give every Pearson family member a creative talent that they shine in (Johanna is ofc a Graphic Designer, Hilda canonically keeps a sketchbook but I also headcanon that she grows up to be a wildlife photographer, and Lauren is a painter!), and Saskia’s is writing. Her main avenue is poetry, but she enjoys writing any genre of fiction. She’s a massive bookworm as well

By the time she and her sister are hitting their teen years, Lauren has probably moved out, and whilst Hilda might not have she definitely would be spending a lot of time away adventuring (though they both come back home frequently, Lauren for one lives like 5 minutes away). With her older sisters not living at home, Saskia considers herself the eldest sibling and the responsible one in the house, and doesn’t like being reminded that she isn’t. She probably tells people at school she’s the oldest too, half in attempt to make sure they don’t figure out who her family are

She’s a grumpy baby but she really does love her family and she’s my baby and I love her a lot

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2008hondacivic · 11 months

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i love Zoe Class of 07 as a protagonist she’s just unendingly cheerful and kind to her friends even when they’re terrible to her and even though she’s stranded on an island during the apocalypse,, and she believes in her own self worth so deeply (I matter I fucking matter) and that life is worth living and she’s funny and she gives her friends nicknames (Mels, Sas, Teacup and about a hundred others for Teresa alone) and she didn't know that peanut butter was made from peanuts and she'll tell you that your fringe looks great even if it only looks okay and she never gives up on her friendship with Amelia !!!

#so what if she was an accomplice to an attempted murder #i would also help Saskia commit murder if she asked me #zoe my beloved!!!#class of 07 #class of ‘07 #zoe miller #zoe class of 07 #my post

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izzymalec · 8 months

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been listening to a radio show on spotify and it's a 10 hours long compilation of episodes throughout the year 2005 and it's super wild to listen to it now bc on one hand nothing has changed at all and then sometimes they use old slang or people are suggested to write emails to get in contact with ex lovers (weird) and in the beginning of the year some fashion designer died and now we got a female chancellor for the first time (her husband wasn't there when she got sworn into the position btw and she didn't look that happy, could have dressed better too but i guess we'll see how it goes)

#txt #domian my beloved #not sh #saskia talks

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fenharel · 4 months

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afsdfdfdfdsf

#saskia plays bg3 #hair physics my beloved 💜#(for context she actually has a big ass ponytail that got flung back after this shot sdfjskjdhfkjh)

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clumsycapitolunicorn · 10 months

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#back into watching the rest of class pf 07 and ohmygod they're so chaotic i love them #doing their version of a trial against saskia #amelia my beloved being her lawyer despite it all #jade watches class of '07

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kazz-brekker · 11 months

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it doesn’t actually matter to me if the witcher season 3 is good or not because either way it will hopefully be enough motivation to make me finish drafting my dnd-inspired fantasy road trip book starring a dumbass bard who can’t keep her mouth shut and keeps getting in way over her head when dealing with eldritch gods

#saskia my beloved <3 #i SWEAR i will finish your book someday it has been sitting 2/3 completed since nanowrimo several years ago but i WILL get to the end of it #pie says stuff #the witcher #bard book #i get irritated when the witcher fandom acts like jaskier is the Only Character but i also i am not immune to silly bard

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caedogeist-rights · 1 year

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i think im collecting things w fucked up angels in them... iykyk but also all my ocs n projects rn... yeah. yeah.

#grin talk #thinkin of beginning the tri gun manga..... for. sane and normal reasons......#also i should rlly ramble abt ghost&girl on here. mare n saskia n emerald n ghost my beloved ghost.#(and locket and ganymede aka the actual angel of the show and not in a cutesy way)#angels. <3

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withoutyouimsaskia · 3 months

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Sometimes It's Fated (Sandman Short Story Part 1)

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

GIF: Originally posted by @tavners

Pairing: Morpheus/Dream of the Endless x AFAB reader

Summary: Reader Self-Insert. After restoring the Dreaming and locating the missing dreams and nightmares, Morpheus turns his attention to finding you, the human he believes fate has chosen for him. (Title inspired by Placebo's "This Picture".)

Warnings: Minors DNI. Dark!Morpheus. Soulmates. Angst. Obsessive and possessive behaviour. Tension. Home invasion. Voyeurism. Implied masturbation. Dream manipulation.

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: Wow, this took way longer to finish than I had originally planned. My head's been all over the place with trying (and thus far failing) to find a new job. The themes are very different to what I've written before; I hope it reads okay. Please let me know what you think. All my love, Saskia xx

Sandman Masterlist

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Fate.

A phenomenon that governed every particle of matter within the known universe and even those beyond.

Some considered it a comforting concept that excused them from the burden of decision making, citing: "I'll leave it up to fate." For others the phrase was a cursory, throw-away comment or a romantic line they heard in the lyrics of a song.

The real truth of the matter was that Fate was a trio of immortal beings, goddesses, with sight so potent that they knew the past, present and future of every individual to have lived. The mythology of the Greeks, Romans and Norse hadn't been too far off with their stories of the Moirai, Parcae and Norns but of course, no humans really believed there to be any realism in myths. They were just stories. It didn't matter either way; they existed and had influence regardless of what the majority believed.

For beings such as The Endless siblings, the presence of Fate in the cosmos was not only real, but also something that affected even themselves.

For the King of Dreams, an eventuality had been prophesised long ago by The Kindly Ones that spoke of a bond that was to be forged between himself and a mortal.

Lord Morpheus, in his pride, had tried to be above such a foretelling, even questioning its validity because the notion of a mortal accepting his version of the universe seemed wholly implausible.

But he could not truly stop himself from wondering about you, reaching out to see if he could feel your presence in the minds of the dreamers he hosted.

It wasn't something he indulged in with frequency. More of a once-in a-decade interval. Enough to appease his curiosity.

Of course, this was put on hold during his imprisonment at Fawney Rig.

Morpheus had had much to contemplate during this period. The damage his absence caused to the collective subconscious, the decay of his realm, the loss of freedom and dignity. There was also a chance that you had been born and died in the 106 years he spent in captivity.

What if he was too late and had lost the chance of discovering who you were?

It was a nauseating prospect that scraped and scratched a space deep within his being; bleeding him of his remaining stores of hope that were so significantly depleted after the death of beloved Jessamy.

Despite the nasty emotional wound, finding you was a charge that he assigned at the end of his priorities after his escape.

Recovering his scattered tools, restoring the Dreaming, locating his absent creations, unravelling the mystery of Rose Walker and confronting Desire all had needed to come first.

The latter interaction had left Morpheus with a seething rage that was currently propelling him down the boards of the dock that sit above the Ocean of Dreams.

The dense mist in the air is buffeted by his movements and the only sounds are the tread of boots, the creak of wooden slats and the lap of water.

With each step, the liquid becomes choppier as it reacts to its master's mood and by the time he has reached the end of the dock, the surface of the water roils fervorously, completely in line with Morpheus' dangerous temperament.

The words of Desire's final silken-toned taunt echo in his mind with grating persistence.

"Oh, poor Dream. I really got under your skin this time, didn't I?"

He is loathe to admit there is truth in the question.

There are moments where Morpheus ponders the turn that the relationship between them has taken. How Desire went from being his favourite sibling to someone one shade shy of an adversary. Their faultless adeptness at provoking his temper and manipulating the events that encircle him would be impressive if not for the danger posed to humanity.

The agitated water eventually draws focus to how out of control he and his emotions have become. Morpheus knows he must get them in check, and quickly, for he knows the consequences all too well should he ignore it.

He clenches his fist and swallows it all down, pushing it deep inside his belly until the crackling entropy of the anger is fully dispelled.

Morpheus then sweeps his coat out behind him as he sinks lithely into a crouch. Trepidation nips at his heart and tugs his attention to a sobering thought.

This foray into the water may be fruitless.

You may be long gone and there would be no way of ever knowing you.

His nostrils flare as he takes a deep breath; he has run out of excuses to not look, even if he is afraid of the outcome.

Long, delicate fingers dapple the surface of the inky ocean. The waves still at the touch, obedient to him with instancy.

He repositions to full height and reaches into his coat to find the pouch of sand stashed in the pocket. A handful of twinkling grains slip off his palm into the ocean, lighting the water it touches to a luminous green.

"Find my soulmate," Morpheus commands silently.

The intention is set. He steps off the dock into the water.

At first, like every other prior attempt, there is no sign of you. Morpheus floats submerged in the tepid liquid, filtering through the hubbub of countless other dreams and nightmares.

Then there is a pull.

It is faint yet indisputable. Warmth explodes in his chest and he groans inwardly from the delicious sensation of relief.

You are alive, and you are dreaming.

A path of radiance appears in the water, a line that shows your connection, and provides a location for him to hone in on.

Morpheus dives deeper without hesitation.

As he reaches the edge of your subconscious, he rejoices that he got a handle on his emotions. He wouldn't want your first perception of him to be one tinged with rage, however unaware you were of him, with your soulmate being the source.

He hesitates for a moment before entering the dream you are in and is somewhat taken aback by what he finds.

A room comprising of four blank walls, a floor, a ceiling and a door. There is but one other feature; a window, and its view is as non-descript and inoffensive as the internal space.

You stand by said window, head turned from him.

Despite being unable to see your face, he sees your anxiety with immediacy. It is an aura hovering about your body, being sucked into your lungs with every fast-paced breath.

You begin to throw glances towards the door. Morpheus filters through the layers of the dream. No one is scheduled to come across the threshold.

The more he observes, the more questions arise in Morpheus' mind.

What was making you so affected? What were you expecting to happen?

There's nothing in the scene that is intended to be unpleasant yet you are reacting in a way that most observers would characterise as unsettled.

Morpheus, despite not yet knowing you, doesn't like to see you this way. His dominant instinct is to end the dream but he quashes the desire to review the bigger picture.

The empty room dream was symbolic of a beginning.

It clicks into place.

What you were feeling, even if on a purely instinctual level, was the anticipation of meeting your soulmate and starting your new life.

Morpheus steps into the frame, just a couple of paces behind you.

You feel his presence instantly, eyes full to the brim with tears as you whirl around with a soft gasp.

You see him.

The tears spill and patter onto the white floor.

Morpheus reaches out, overcome by his need to provide comfort.

You disappear.

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Morpheus is sat on his throne. He pores over the book he had located in the Dreaming's library a little over a week ago that contains the details of your life. It is something he has taken to doing when the impatience of waiting for you to fall asleep becomes too keen.

Your subconscious has him enraptured, watching it every night as if it is a stage show. Each dream he delves into is like the tug of fingers on a loose thread, your psyche has begun to unravel before him.

Everything from whims to cravings, hopes to fears. Your temperament, the things that delight and irk you. What drives you and demotivates you. He consumes it all with an insatiable hunger.

Based on the projection of yourself that he sees, there is no doubt that he is attracted to you.

All that prior haughty disregard for the Fates' prophecy has been cast aside like a negative thought in a meditation session. Morpheus is a romantic. A believer. He is ashamed to have even doubted your coming.

He wonders if it would vex Desire to learn of him finding his soulmate and by extension, the prospect of companionship, perhaps even physical intimacy or love.

It is all too easy to imagine the sickly sweet grin they would smile at him, shown to be fake by the almost imperceptible contempt glinting in their golden eyes.

Would his triumph drive them to distraction?

It is this smug sentiment that spurs his next decision. He wants more. The next logical step is to find you in the waking world.

He rises from his throne, a sure hand ready to bring forth his pouch of sand when he falters.

Tears pool in his eyes.

His mind is suddenly marred with the memories of what happened in 1916. The agony, mortification and rage that followed. He couldn't go through that kind of treatment ever again and the waking world expanded the risk of it transpiring.

"No," he says resolutely. His sadness turns to resolve, the hard line of his grimace matching those set in his brows.

He will not let the actions of a group of mortals dissuade him from going to you. And besides, he has researched everything he can about you from within the safety of the Dreaming.

He takes a measure of sand and uses it to materialise within your bedroom.

It is obvious from a quick scan of it that deliberate attempts have been made to ensure the space is cosy and calming.

Two marshmallowy pillows support your head. The cotton sheets have been meticulously tucked to avoid drafts. A lavender reed diffuser fragrances the air with a subtle scent. There are no devices or screens visible.

Everything has its place. A coaster supported glass of water within reaching distance. Touch activated lamp in case of emergency. The diary lined up with the back left corner of the bedside table, pen placed parallel in the spine dent. All clothes are in the wardrobe or stashed in the laundry basket.

Morpheus moves to the curtain-shrouded window and delicately moves the dark, heavy fabric to catch a glimpse of the outside world.

The scene is sepia stained from an old streetlight positioned right outside your home. It explained the choice of curtains.

You stir slightly from the change in environment and Morpheus allows the curtain to fall back in place. He remains stationary until your breathing returns to its previous pace. It is imperative that his presence remains undisclosed. He knows that mortals do not take well to home invasion.

Then, your right hand slips out from the duvet cocoon revealing a cushion cut ruby ring on your middle finger.

He smiles exultantly. The similarity between the jewel and his own now-destroyed dreamstone was undeniable.

The Fates were making it transparent.

You were the one.

Morpheus approaches the side of your bed now. In your momentary discomfort, you had moved your head, making your whole face visible to your uninvited guest.

He bends gracefully so his face is closer to yours and observes you with an intent fascination.

Even in the gloom, Morpheus asserts that your features are even more captivating now that he is able to look upon them in person and is certain that if he could guarantee an absence of fear then he would fall to knees and worship you right there.

Fingers stroke a lock of hair splayed across the pillow and his thoughts turn darker still, imagining what he would do with you if he could get you alone in the Dreaming. How he would seduce you with words, and then pleasure your body with his own until you were senseless.

Getting you there would be so easy, all he needed to do was move his hand up and touch your skin and -

Morpheus stops himself, deciding that now is not the time for an introduction. He will wait until tomorrow. You need to rest. It will be quite the revelation for your sweet mortal heart.

Morpheus whispers a promise, "We will be together soon, my precious soulmate."

He leaves after taking one last look at your peaceful form.

When he returns to the Dreaming, Morpheus discovers that the visit has riled him way beyond what he thought possible.

It was supposed to sate his curiosity and answer some questions.

It has done the opposite.

His craving for you is sublimely intense, opiate-like in its ensnarement.

He needs to possess you. To have you all to himself. Everything would fall into place. Loneliness, disillusionment, jealousy; they would never darken his outlook again. You would heal him, he is certain of it.

He paces restlessly in the low light of his private chambers as heat ripples beneath the surface of his being, charging him with pure sexual lust.

He hungers for the moment when you feel the same about him.

For now, all he can do is stand and touch himself while thinking of your face, an act that has been carried out repeatedly in the days since he found you in the Ocean of Dreams.

An erotic idea enters his mind.

Your subconscious is still in the Dreaming; he knows the feeling of it intimately.

Perhaps he could bring you a dream mirroring his own current fantasy.

To give you a taste of what was to come.

A gift that only he could bestow.

The mere thought of it turns him on even more. His back arches and his eyes roll back as he choses the words through which he would deliver the offering.

"Dream of me," Morpheus murmurs breathlessly. "Dream of me."

He repeats the phrase until he is unable to continue, moans taking over the darkened space around him.

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It is dusk the next day when Morpheus returns to the waking world.

The instant he touches down on the Earth's surface, he knows exactly where to go. The metaphysical connection between you is as strong as the energy pulsing through a ley line.

The city he is directed to is thrumming with life but the side street he stands in has been spared from the furore.

It is fortuitous that he is permitted to be unobserved for Morpheus is struggling now with the urge to get closer.

Providence is pulling him in and also locking him out.

He walks up to the door and then an invisible force makes him back away.

He doesn't even try to fight it.

The Fates hold all the cards. Morpheus is beholden to their each and every whim.

It is surprisingly liberating.

He is dancing in the cross hairs. Blinkered by the tie the universe has fashioned for you.

All he has to do is wait.

The door to the building is pushed open.

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Taglist: @herfantasyworldd

"Fate. Up against your will. Through the thick and thin. He will wait until you give yourself to him."

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smoothedsmoothie · 3 months

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saskia and iorveth my beloved

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theviridianbunny · 7 months

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🎵 music tag game 🎵

Tagged by my beloved irl bestie @withoutyouimsaskia to share 13 songs I've been listening to lately (thank you saskia <3 )

so - (in no particular order) - here are just a few things i've had playing recently :

About you - the 1975

Happiness - Tomcraft, MOGUAI, ILIRA

Granite - Sleep Token

Brrr - Kim Petras

D.S.M. / Moldavia (Live) - Front 242

Pretty Birdy (Somewhere I Belong 2002 Demo) - linkin park

Everlong - Foo Fighters

Strong - Roomy

Lights out (HAAi remix) - Fred again

Give yourself a try - the 1975

Buddy Ryo - kensuke ushio

Delicate weapon - grimes

Never let me down again - depeche mode

tagging (with no pressure as always) : @juststayquiete @elluvians @imaginarycyberpunk2023 @itzsassha @miss--river @bethesdas @mrdekarios @neonbutchery @valsilverhand @ciph3rrr @dustymagpie @wanderingaldecaldo @fereldanwench @timaeusterrored @zonkedz @thedeadthree @ugh-my-back

#tag game #bunny screams into the void

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shifus-real-soulmate · 1 month

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Shifu for the ask game!

OH HI THANKS FOR THE ASK SASKIA!!! -What made me like them back in 2021, i just tried it to cure the boredom. i was like “whatever! let’s try this” and watched it on netflix for the first time! i first loved him becos he was voiced by dustin hoffman, an actor that a user i talked with (from 2021) loved!! i also loved his design!! like look at my little red panda raccoon!!

-My favorite thing about them everything!! especially his grumpiness and inner peace!! i also love his fighting style!! he easily fit into my type for grumpy and powerful men!!

-Nicknames we have for each other he calls me darling, husband, my love, soulmate and baby boy!! i call him dumpling, beloved, babey, husband, seafood, and soulmate!!

-A headcanon of our relationship/friendship it all started off as a close friendship! when he started protecting me for good, that’s when i fell for him!! his inner peace was also the reason why our friendship transformed into a relationship!!

-My favorite image of them

THIS!! I WANNA SQUISH AND KISS UP HIS LITTLE FACE IF HE DOES THIS TO ME!! -Anything else! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!! IF WE KISS AND MARRY AND SNUGGLE, THEN I’LL EXPLODE AND FALL REAL TIME!!! HE IS ALWAYS MY GRUMPY LITTLE HUSBAND FOR EVER AND EVER!!! NEVER FORGET!!! NUGGGHHHHH!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗

#master shifu x myself #romantic f/o #oc x canon #canon x oc #tag: ⚖ || the key to balance #squishie’s questions answered #f/o ask game #thanks for asking!

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camotherogue · 7 months

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2, 19, 32!

Saskia-Robin

i think the one i do for this is gonna be obvious,.... buchi my beloved, the silly ever (plus a bit of sham bc you cant have buchi without them as well!!)

2: Are they big on books? If so, do they read books as they buy them or end up with a long to-read list?

hmm...i think he likes to read, but struggles to pay attention and often gets discouraged by that if he doesn't have absolute peace and quiet to read. unless the book is about his interests (i.e cooking or crochet) he definitely has a hard time, but he does like reading a lot. his list to read isnt very long though, Sham helps him keep on track about finishing one book before starting another and reads to him sometimes if hes struggling too much to get through the pages (buchi does the same for sham too ofc! i like to think they read to eachother a lot)

19: What's their favorite emoji?

Honestly? Probably the soup emoji (🍲). I think he just likes using it for no reason and for any reason, though the cat emojis are close seconds.

32: What paranormal stuff do they believe/not believe in?

He and Sham both absolutely believe in ghosts and spirits and such, and are easily frightened in supposedly/actually haunted places. Sham is better with it than Buchi, but Buchi is very much the definition of a scaredy-cat. This is why we do not watch horror movies together very often. Sham tries to bluster and act brave about it for about half a second if they're in a haunted area but he's just as jumpy as her brother about ghosts and it's endearing tbh.

#one piece #one piece headcanons #buchi one piece #sham one piece #using both he/him and she/her for sham bc these apply to both live action and anime methinks #askbox #i want that catboy (buchi tag)#black cat pirates

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izzymalec · 1 year

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my phone suddenly has the tabs from 2018 open on samsung internet? happy 5 year anniversary to #saveshadowhunters i guess

#txt #maybe i never noticed bc i never use that browser #but there's a phone on between missing so that can't be it?#maybe this is related to the fact that i got a samsung laptop now but that'd be wild #reminds me of a few days ago when i set it up tho and suddenly got back my saved websites like 8 years ago lmao #they're on my phone now too somehow #deleted them off my laptop but still #saskia talks #only opened them on mobile bc my colleague always says i have to test things on a ''real browser'' as if ecosia isn't iconic + beloved

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fenharel · 8 months

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the raphael boss fight is my favourite so far i think. the music!!! raphael singing his own boss song!! the dread!! his 666 health 🤚😭-

#sweetens the blow a bit that i had to murder my beloved terrible devil :-(#and hes appropriately difficult.... [side eyes orin]#saskia plays bg3 #bg3 spoilers #anyway i loved him. i could have fixed him i know it dsfjkhsjdfsdff

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eboni-napalm · 8 months

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4 and 8 for kid!

Saskia-robin

KID!!! MY BELOVED REDHEAD ASSHOLE I LOVE HIM <3 4: What's the strangest gift your F/O has ever given you?- Kid likes working with his hands, that much is obvious; while he's absolutely a master at crafting things with intricate details, I never took him as someone who could make something small and delicate. He made me a charm for one of my necklaces one time. Nothing crazy or spectacular on the surface, just a tiny silver pendant in the shape of a compass arrow- but he remembered something I'd jokingly said about a compass existing in a fantasy that always points towards what you want the most. He took that seriously, in a sense, and did something to the charm so that it would always point at him, or even just the general direction he was in, no matter where I was. The first time I figured it out, he had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face and I wanted to smack him for being a cheeky bastard, but in the end, I came to appreciate it more than I thought I would. I never take the necklace off. 8: Where are your F/O's hand while y'all are walking side by side? Are you holding hands? Is their arm around your waist? Somewhere else?- If we're walking, my arm is usually looped through Kid's below the elbow, usually linked at the forearm. He doesn't have to have a tight hold on me; he knows I'm not leaving his side unless for a good reason but it still helps him to know that I'm there with him.

#THANK YOU SASKIA #self ship #self shipper #self shipping #self ship ask #self shipping community #romantic f/o #self ship community #self ship ask game

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pinkfey · 2 years

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jasmine please spare some saskia (& saskia/nick) facts ….. i am begging on my hands and knees ….. 💖🥺

WHEHEHEHEHEHE ask and you shall receive my beloved, i’m FULL of saskia fun facts <33

SO as i said in her edit, she’s the daughter of a very affluent architect who worked on several building plans for aeon and she’s following in his footsteps!! her father is a second gen japanese immigrant while her mother is a first gen dutch immigrant!!

she’s not a ment (#normalgirl), with a pollard score of four, and she kinda.... mocks ments (which is part of why audra ADORES her). having come with her father to work so often as a kid, she’s met more than her fair share of egotistical asswipes

except gray <3 gray is her buddy, her little scrunkly, and she ran more in his circle of friends, which is why she and nick/audra had never met (and why nick felt total betrayal upon learning gray has known her for so long and never introduced them)

speaking of, i loveeeee her and nick’s meet cute. saskia is her father’s “apprentice” of sorts and when she came by aeon to oversee some of his plans, nick was like 👀 hello who is this. nick is super used to people kissing his ass and acting all starstruck when they meet him, so when she has absolutely zero reaction to seeing The Justice, he has to double check and is like “ahaha do you know who i am? 🫦” to which she bluntly responds “should i?” and to nick it’s like omg...... beautiful woman who doesn’t know my reputation and kinda dislikes me........ WIN!!!!!

and when he does "confess” he’s justice she’s like,, yeah duh i already know. nice callsign btw did you mom pick it out for you. and nick’s like omg you lied!! and she’s like well technically i didn’t lie, i’m just not the type to fangirl over a ment. did you actually think there’s someone in this city who doesn’t know who you are? but instead of making him feel dumb she gets serious and says it’s okay, i prefer nick wiseman to justice. and that’s when he falls head over heels for her

but back to the fun facts!! she’s an only child and she loves her parents very deeply, and they love her!! they also love nick soooooo much (he got on their good side by learning how to cook some of their cultural dishes) and he loves them back because it’s nice to see a complete family so happy together for once :((( sadge…

she is extremely unimpressed by literally everything and nick takes it as the perfect challenge to try charming her with his winning charisma. and this king did literally EVERYTHING to try to get her to fall in love with him, he pined hard, and saskia was acutely aware of this whenever they hung out despite insisting their friendship was platonic. he was always upfront about his interest in her and she was in deep, deep denial she felt the same way. she was trying to avoid the responsibility you feel when someone loves you, y’know?? she didn’t want to power that comes with that

so when she finally comes to terms with herself and musters the courage to tell him that yes, she does like him back he’s like..... holy shit that’s the best thing i’ve ever heard

when they started dating, saskia made it very clear how much she did NOT want to be in the public eye, so nick kept it a secret from EVERYONE including audra :(( and audra.. did not take this well. at one point saskia came by the house to drop something off and audra answered and could tell something was off and gave nick an opportunity to confess, but he lied and said she was just a friend. so when audra saw the paparazzi photos she exploded (like,, audra is an open book to him and he keeps secrets from her???) and it caused a brief rift in their relationship bc like i’ve said before, audra really struggles seeing other ppl’s perspectives :((

part of saskia’s “arc” is dealing with the massive public scrutiny she faced when their relationship was exposed. it was overwhelming to see such backlash and to deal with a bombardment of photographs and reporters 24/7 and she even started having panic attacks for the first time in her life and this was SUPER foreign to saskia because she’s literally Saskia!! she’s confident !! untouchable !! but not anymore :((

on social media especially lots of justice fangirls acted absolutely insane over her when it became apparent that she’s not just another one of his flings, and in retaliation saskia got super passive aggressive fhjjhsjhs like the you wish you were me on her ig story. her twitter bio is “yeah my boyfriend is justice :)”

the turbulence of their relationship does eventually even out (thank GOD bc that was a rollercoaster) and audra becomes super close with her and everything is sunshine n rainbows !! i mean until nick explodes but, y’know

this was an infodump gjhssdhjskj but here are quicker facts!!

saskia bullies nick all the time (once nick snuck up behind her and covered her eyes and said “guess” and she said “i could smell justice’s 3-in-1 shampoo from here” and it devastated him because he takes such good care of his hair)

BUT she sees how hard he tries with his family and how much of the burden of the wisemans fell on his shoulders and even before dating one of her biggest priorities is to support him in the way he’s always supported others 🥺

like that dream nick has of opening a restaurant when he retires?? saskia designed it for him <3

nick brings her fun lil drinks while she works and ofc cooks for her all of the time. she has to beg him to eat out once in a while bc all of their date nights would be at home otherwise

she’s the epitome of Big Brother’s Cool Girlfriend and gives audra sisterly advice about her love life (which audra desperately needs as a serial romantic)

wow this is super long jsfhjfhsjhdf i hope u enjoyed i love her sooooooo much

#it's comical how nick and audra have such similar taste in partners sjjhfjhs they both fell for the cold intimidating type #and cyberstalked them after meeting #dndjsjdndhdjk thank u for asking sophie i am. truly obsessed as u can tell 💕💕💕#they are so sweet i’m a sucker for couples where the girl has zero emotions and can barely crack a smile for a guy who is super slutty #but is only interested in her :woozy:#letters #shadowglens #ch: saskia tsutsui

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