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friesian · 2 years

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Hey psst

Do you have.... any other characters? Be they in game or like... storyverse... anyone else in the gw2 universe? :3c

oh ABSOLUTELY anon. i'll do some flash introductions real quick since that sounds pretty fun!! hope u enjoy The Guys.

tiyrnan -- sylvari

so he's kinda my unapologetic emo mary sue but i Love him dearly. long story short: firstborne who fell in love with trahearne as his apprentice but also had his heart smashed by him when trahearne chose marwyd over him. eventually became the champion of mordremoth out of pure rage and lost, is hellbent on killing marwyd at any cost. he's pretty much a dedicated marwyd assassin and will do anything to kill him. he's a harbringer in game so he specializes in some nasty alchemy and poison. great shot with a gun. incredibly secretive, never takes off a gas mask, and is NOT talkative.

gyael -- sylvari

best sniper the order of whispers had to offer (and wanted to get away. FAST.) he's marwyd's dedicated apprentice. if anything ever happens to marwyd, essentially he's trained to take up the mantle. he's incredibly incompetent at it though! he spends more time showboating, trying to hit up literally anyone to flirt with him, and would rather be a pop star than a world saving hero. marwyd is trying to beat it out of him but it ALWAYS causes problems. his existence is to be a pain in the ass. however he has issues of his own when it comes to his own identity and essentially being the type of dude who is like "well if people see me only as a hot piece of ass that's all that i'll be".

aiyndreas -- sylvari

head librarian of the priory and is the go-to guy for any information that may be needed. he's got photographic memory and can remember anything that's placed in front of him for about 4 seconds. he's an aspiring elementalist and looks up highly to @herrejorn 's niddhil. however THEY ARE COMPLETE opposites in personality. aiyndreas is a nervous wreck who can't get his shit together and wants to be a somebody rather than a sylvari who might die in the back of a library. he ends up travelling with marwyd for this reason but he often gets himself way in over his head and far too emotional about how much danger his friends get in. he's besties with gyael, and gyael protects him like a little brother with FERVOR.

antonymph -- charr

TRANSMASC SPARKLECHARR!! they're my epic cringe nae nae baby. antonymph is the nickname they chose. real names mean nothing to them. they're a proud gladium and refuse to join a warband, they don't like society, and they want to blast my chemical romance at you at 3 am. they were bullied to shit in the fahrar and have the scars to tell you about it, but that doesn't keep them down from being marwyd's go-to mesmer. most of the time they're drawing, writing, singing, and showing their love for life!! they may have a crush on a black metal singer charr engineer, but shhhhh... don't tell him that yet!! they want to make OCs about it first....

I HAVE A FEW OTHERS... namely caybre, penbrooke, and quinntyn (my newest and most ambitious guy). however they're still in rough drafting and concepting and i don't have quite the solid personality or stories for all of them. if you ask about quinntyn in a week or so though i should have something because im very motivated with him.

all art is done by jagal on FA!

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK i really want to show off these guys more but like. i have cowboy on the brain and it is ROTATING.....

#LOOK AT MY ONE CHARR. SEE IM NOT ONLY SYLVARI #<- liar. fool. buffoon. literally the only Not Slyvari.#gyael #tiyrnan #aiyndreas #antonymph (charr)

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novelconcepts · 3 years

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Ya know, I've considered a lot of career pathways for you, like maybe you work for a company which snuggles in pharmaceutical medications and sells them for a much-lower-than-retail price, or maybe you're a radio personality who curates their online existence to be the opposite of their real world existence, but every time I reread the hitman fic I come back to you working for the CIA. At least in an admin role. I hope you're enjoying it.

Y’know, when I joined this glorious hellsite in 2009, I did not anticipate reaching a point where people would amuse themselves with increasingly-wild stabs at what I do for a living.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

#ask #also shhhhh some secrets are essential #radio personality is probably the one entertainment role outside of writer I could possibly do though #since I could hide in a booth. that’d be really interesting

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mega-bastard · 3 years

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Bitch in Heat Stuck Under Debris Gets WRECKED

a miki mouse whorehouse collab, the m.list you can find here

cw: sexual harrassment, abo themes, dubcon kinda

as the poor quality picture can’t really show you, I got stuckage and I chose Bakugo with the finishing touch of making it ABO <3 It’s also two days late but shhhhh we don’t talk about it uwu also 2.7 words of pain enjoy

katsuki bakugou is becoming a thorn in your side.

you’ve both been metaphorically and somewhat literally glued to each others sides since highschool. it’s not necessarily a bad thing, to be quite frank katsuki is something of a deterrent in a world of second genders and pheromones— something you capitalized on in high school.

being an omega hero isn’t something entirely world shattering, but it’s a position that comes with lots of stereotypes— stereotypes you fought tooth and nail to fight against in your younger years. being one of four omegas in your class was...irritating, to say the least. lots of preconceived notions that you needed to be helped with trivial things, and while your classmates intentions came from a good place it was maddening. save for katsuki, back when he had no restraint with his anger and aggression, he didn’t coddle you like your classmates did. Labeled a brute for his actions towards his omega classmates in trivial interaction or sparring, you thrived on the normality— katsuki was an ass to everyone. Your omega was placated, finally encountering an alpha who wasn’t belittling her with preconceived daintiness.

it was easy to hang near katsuki, ignoring the atrocity that was his vocabulary. eventually like the rest of the peanut gallery that was the bakusquad, you just existed alongside katsuki— which meant that you grew on him. katsuki swears up and down that you’re all a nuisance but you’ve seen him go up to bat for all you at some point, you knew you’d all made some sort of ragtag pack with one another. this was rather amazing to you at the time, not to sell yourself short but you’d never really imagined belonging to a close knit group of friends— especially realizing that they understood when it was appropriate to step in for you. katsuki in particular had a knack for being at the right place at the right time.

During your second year you fumbled.

interning with miruko had its perks, a top 5 hero with raw strength, cunning, and the drive to just keep going— and an omega. landing and internship with her had been a dream, even more-so when you learned she’d been watching you since your first year because of the festival. bright eyed and eager, nothing could have dampened your spirits— neither katsuki and his usual moody behavior or the standoffish alpha from shiketsu. yes, you all had landed an internship with miruko and part of you was...worried? katsuki had never looked down on heroes based on their second genders but you couldn’t speak for the shiketsu alpha, both alphas interning under an established omega hero put your inner omega on edge— you didn’t quite know why though. but you chose to squash the feeling and enjoy your internship with who was essentially your idol and continue on.

then you started getting sexually harassed.

his name was omori kisai and he was the worst. hailing from shiketsu, known for their dignified schooling, he was far from it. salacious comments dropped when no one was listening, less that appropriate touching when passing by and just general ick that had your skin crawling and omega snarling. it was easy to brush it off as banter the first time, section off the awkward contact as an accident. The second time you made it clear the comments were not liked and the touches far from appropriate, after the third time you’d snap an insult or have to hold a trembling fish from making contact. but it was coming to a head and your suppressors could only do so much to hide your souring scent. looking back you should have said something, but your pride had told you that it was a necessary step to overcome and push through— that he wouldn’t be the last. it weighed you down, day by day, a heavy cloud that wouldn’t let up. one particular bad timed comment brought tears to eyes and shame to your entire being.

thankfully, as time would come to show, katsuki tended to nose into your dilemmas.

the day prior to the abrupt end of your harassment you’d been tripped up by a villian and had fallen a sizeable distance into a pitiful excuse of pond. of course, omori had taken this as an open invitation to mock you and then offer you his shitty hero costume cloak— not without hinting at you returning the favor ‘somehow’. yeah right. you had stomped off, unaware of katsuki’s presence nearby. come next day, omori avoided you like the plague and katsuki not so subtly stuck to your side like an unwilling chowchow— all growly and temperamental. but his constant presence rubbed his scent off on you. despite his less than chummy attitude, you weren’t mad; katsuki smelled like cinnamon spice and whiskey with hints of burnt caramel— absolutely overpowering yet decadent all the same.

you tried not to think about just how much you enjoyed his smell. your omega was purring about it.

the omori incident was the beginning of katsuki’s subtle hovering. though you pried the truth of his involvement in omori leaving you alone after offhandedly bringing it up to mina and jirou one day, katsuki helped you out of situations as invasively as possible time and time again. by the end of third year it was no secret to you of your classmates teasing of your relationship with katsuki; an amiable and prideful omega and the irritable powerhouse of an alpha. you brushed it off because...well you didn’t know why, but katsuki’s seeming indifference to the teasing had you quelling every jittery happiness your inner omega expressed at the thought of katsuki being your alpha.

now, three years out of highschool and beginning to climb the ranks, katsuki was becoming testy— and for the life of you the reason couldn’t be more opaque. you both work at the same agency, and due to the nature of your quirks you spend all your time together due to their compatibility. compatibility was a bitter word for you, katsuki and yours supposed compatibility had been talked about for some time now but the sobering reality is that perhaps you two were simply good friends— and now sharing your omegas endearment for the explosive alpha had reared its ugly head.

your heat was a week away and already you felt the familiar fatigue begin to lap at you alongside general moodiness. all that coupled with the annoying need to be around katsuki was maddening and sprinkling his own extra grouchy attitude on top and you were ready to snap. in hindsight, that should have been your cue to take an extra week off— instead you chose to once again to champion pride instead of your intellect.

you could have stayed home this morning, you should have.

patrol had been slow, not particularly unusual but favored nonetheless. face raised to the slowly dipping sun you couldn’t help but sigh, the warmth of the late afternoon sun was heaven sent-- you could sleep standing up with much issue. it remided you katsuki, strangely enough though most things did recently.

the sound of screaming and rushing feet shook you from your drowsy stupor. Set on alert, you spied the source of the sudden discordance and found several villains causing a commotion. quickly calling for backup for you before finding yourself facing a hulking mass of green charging you head on. tranquility gone, it was time to fight.

the ache in your body could not be more apparent but your humiliation ran more rampant in your system than any ache or pain could, your fatigue more than present as your body hummed with warmth. leave it to you to get stuck face down and ass up amongst the trashed ruins of what was an office building, weighed down between a broken desk and a collapsed bookshelf. the villain you had engaged with, some self-named idiot calling himself cruel croc, packed a punch and your bruised body and rendered office floor were a testament to that. of course, you’d done quite the bit of damage to him yourself before the entire floor collapsed underneath you both— rendering the meathead unconscious under a rather hefty pile of concrete and debris whereas you were pinned and to utterly weak to do much.

the thrum of your heat was beginning its path of vengeance through your body, feeling too pliant to get yourself out of what was otherwise easy to fix problem. you were feeling it, bad. the heat of your clothed cunt was beginning to become too apparent, unconsciously squeezing your thighs to provide relief to no avail. no, this could not be happening right now of all times. but as much as your inner monologue fought to try and will away your heat, the warmth was becoming too much and sudden breeze of wind had you trembling and whining. the feel of slick beginning to wet your hero costumes spandex set your hazing thoughts into sudden panic, if cruel croc woke up or if another villain came across you would they be above...the thought alone could’ve made you puke. flashbacks to second year had you bucking wildly for freedom, you wouldn’t let anyone have the opportunity for—

“ OI! Shitty ‘mega were are you? Are you—“

you stilled, biting hard to keep your mouth shut. your omega was whimpering, desperate for the alpha, HER alpha to relieve her from her heat. on a normal day she could melt into his scent, but right now? she could drown in it and die happy. with his scent getting stronger the closer katsuki clambered toward you, the more the head haze grew-- the slicker your thighs became. the whimper you let loose was pitiful, the need for some sort of stimulation to your cunt becoming near painful the longer you remained so close yet so far from katsuki. the pathetic little “alpha” you whined as you heard him quickly approach from behind would’ve been utterly embarrassing to you in any other situation.

but if you could have turned to see katsuki, you would’ve been met with the look of an unmistakably feral alpha-- pupils dilated to hell, fingernails blackened, and canines elongated and sharpened. but what you lacked in sight, you could hear and smell.

katsuki was the definition of an alpha as is, but the way he was pushing his scent out was like a big red sign that screamed ‘DANGER’. To you, it had you feeling utterly submissive-- if you weren’t already face down and ass up you certainly would’ve moved into position. practically salivating at the thought of what katsuki could do--

the heated palm on the globe of your ass is thought pausing, the sudden heated touch coaxing a sugary sweet moan from deep in your throat-- the small touch quickly turning to rough palming at your moaning. tt feels so good, but you want more. need more.

“Please, need more Alpha” it's breathy and whiny, something you're far from day to day but it feels too natural escaping you. mewling at the ghost of a touch over your clothed cunt, your blubbering when it presses harder-- escalating you to tears of frustration when it ceases. practically feeling katsuki’s harsh breathing near your cunt you begin to wiggle and wail with all manner of unrestrained vigor; chanting alpha and katsuki like a prayer and begging for relief like a sinner for forgiveness. it’s working, you know it is, if katsuki’s breathing is anything to go by but he refuses any further touching. you want katsuki everyday, but right now you need him.

“Only want you Katsuki, please it’s only been you,” you hiccup your words through a shrill plea, but the tearing of your soaked spandex sends an excited chill down your spine. your legs tremble with excitement when katsuki grips the tops of your thighs and spreads them-- revealing your drooling cunt. it’s both too much and not enough all at once and you wiggle once more, yelping from a smack to your left ass cheek. it’s not particularly painful, not even as katsuki rubs over it right after the hit, but it quells your wiggling nonetheless. you open your mouth to urge him on but he beats you to it.

“No one else, you got that ‘mega? No one gets to see you like this, no gets to touch you like this-- your mine,” he punctuates his declaration with two of his deliciously thick fingers in your cunt and you squeal, “ you got that? I’m your alpha, always have been always will be.” nodding despite yourself, you struggle for words with his fingers pumping in and out alongside the ghost of pressure on your clit “Yes! Yes, I’m yours Katsuki!” you babble your words already teetering on the precipice of your first orgasm. it takes a pickup in pace and a rough rub along your clit and your wailing, slick streaming down your thighs as your first orgasm crashes into you.

despite the pleasant haze in your head, you faintly hear zippers being undone and the shuffling of clothes. licking your lips, you perk your ass up as much as the heavy bookcase allows, purring in excitement like a spoiled cat. The rough grab of your hips leaves you gasping, feeling the length of katsukis dick along your thigh-- long and heavy. you're salivating as he lines himself up with your weeping cunt, ramming his entire length in you with little regard. stars shoot across your vision and your ears deafen, crying out at being so full. it feels wonderful being stuffed this full and you babble it to katsuki. if you could see him, you would see just how prideful and smug he looked-- only he can take care of you like this, none of the other shitty alphas can take care of you this well.

katsuki sets a rough pace, drawing himself out slowly like he’s aiming for you to feel every vein of his dick before slamming back into you. your poor cunt clenches sporadically, drawing groans and growls from your alpha and all you can do is choke on broken moans because the way he feels churning your insides is downright sinful. you felt a band begin to tighten in your belly, your broken moans evolving into babbling-- how good katsuki was making you feel and how he was the only one who made you feel this good. it spurred him onward, fucking into you with more vigor alongside groans of your names and his own praise for you. “Good fuckin ‘mega”, “Takin’ me so well”, and “My perfect little mate” were some of the praise you could catch and had you preening. All of it combined you felt the band tighten and you couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing out. feeling the base of Katsuki’s length begin to swell, you could only salivate at the thought of being knotted.

“Want your knot Katsuki! Alpha I need it”

at your blubbering demand, katsuki faltered in pace for only a moment before a deep mix of a groan and growl ripped from his throat. grabbing and bending your leg upwards he fucked deeper and faster into your battered cunt, the new angle sending you hurtling into your orgasm. eyes rolled back and tongue, you felt utterly boneless-- momentarily brain dead before screaming out at Katsuki knotting you, his own groan of pleasure mixing with yours as he filled you impossibly full with his seed.

trembling underneath him, you were only a fraction aware of movement above you before the weight of the bookcase vanished from you. weakly you glance back up at your alpha. your surprised to see just how feral he looks, no doubt you’ve pushed him into his rut. whimpering as he moves down upon you, he nibbles and kisses along your jaw and neck before biting down on you scent gland. a flash a white hot pain curtailed by just as intense pleasure wracks your wrecked body but the dopy look of happiness pulls a low purr from katsuki.

you wanna say something, anything, but your too exhausted and as katsuki knot subsides you let another weak whimper as he removes himself-- feeling his seed spill from your battered cunt. he pulls a quiet moan from you as he gathers some of it a pushes back in-- and a glance at his smug face lets you know that he’s decidedly not done with you yet.

#miki mouse whorehouse collab #whorehouse compilation [rawdog 1080p] (try not to cum)#stuckage #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #abo #alpha/beta/omega #omegaverse #alpha katsuki #omega reader #self indulgent in that I want more alpha katsuki #so #I'll do it myself #happy belated valentines whores <3

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trout-scout · 2 years

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ohhhohoh... 1 and 16 for Ms. Donna Beneviento :>c and 21 for an OC of yours! wild card! your choice who it is!

DONNA :') who is both my wife and a character i identify strongly with. therapists please evaluate.

1- Favourites thing(s) about this character?

Back in May 2021, someone (i think trevor henderson) posted a screenshot of her 3d model from the model viewer on Twitter and I didn't even know anything about the game at the time and I was like.....oh......that's gonna live in my mind for the next fifty years. I love her design. Obviously, since i dress up as her, huehuehue. It combines some of my absolute favorite aesthetic elements: strong silhouette, Victorian mourningwear, death imagery, Japanese theater kuroko, and high strangeness. It tells you so much about her & Angie without any words needing to be said. Which, essentially, none are.

I also love what one can glean about her from walking through her house, which, may I add, is house goals. yes even the basement (especially the basement). The little ornaments, the crafting supplies, the two teacups in the reading nook, the mixture of cozy turn of the century elegant homeyness with a folksy twist & this kind of painful, quiet loneliness, this intense aura of dread. The whole time one is there, despite their nice surroundings, you feel this sucking black pit down at the bottom of your stomach and you know terrible things happened here.

A lot of the reason I identify so strongly with her is this sense of hiddenness, this repression, this covering-up.

a lot of folks say the house B section is boring to replay but I don't find that the case at all. The atmosphere is too strong for it to be boring even when I know the puzzles.

and i love that she's pretty and fashion goals shhhhh

16- What do you think would improve this character? Like, character-arc wise?

Honestly...I have no idea. Part of the impact of her segment is that she both is and isn't present, and that it is relatively brief. If it was longer, would it lose some of its power? I have a lot of thoughts about a potential backstory and what she does all day, and the precise nature of her powers/the Angie situation, but...

I don't know, I was about to say that maybe if the hallucinations were more bizarre and vivid, but seeing as the leadup to the baby is one of the scariest things I have ever experienced in my life (I think I yelled NO, NO, NO the first AND second times playing that) I can't really suggest anything better! Maybe a weirder boss fight? idk game mechanics w/e

Okay, self-indulgent answer is "entire game where you play as Donna during a normal day and you must navigate her self-induced nightmare visions where her entire tragic, traumatic backstory is revealed via allegorical hallucinations...while picking flowers", but that's just my fic Burial. shameless plug.

21- Wild card! Talk about anything to do with this character! Anything at all!

So in 2015 a friend and I started writing this astronomically stupid story entitled White House Black Market after the business casual clothing chain, which was intentionally a kind of mash up of X-Files, Gossip Girl, and the film Jupiter Ascending (later also a lot of other things, but that was the OG pitch). It involved a disgraced journalist uncovering a conspiracy regarding the president of the USA selling genetically modified human test subjects to an incredibly bisexual and hot alien king so he could save his people from a plague.

And then it spiraled out into this wild epic story involving ancient progenitor aliens, dead cosmic god-entities, the galactic government getting corrupted by the aforementioned president, archaeology, extradimensional travel, and secrets. And this one assassin character who was shamelessly based on Garak from DS9 and this art I once saw of General Hux from Star Wars as a sniper. His name was Janus Sicarius. And all this to say is I really miss writing this guy because he had the most heartbreaking backstory and worldview and I'm forever chasing that high with creating character backstories. none quite hit the same.

anyway.

#whbm is one of those things i will likely never finish but lives rent free in my mind yknowhatm'sayin

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incorrectsibunaquotes · 4 years

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House of Anubis (Merlin AU)

Time to combine my two fav shows into something! It wouldn’t follow the exact same plot as Merlin bc obviously there’s more characters, and also...well you’ll see what I mean.

Instead of Camelot, the kingdom is called Anubis, and Albion is referred to as Amun.

King Eric Sweet rules over Anubis with his son Prince Eddison “Eddie” Sweet and his ward Lady Nina Martin

King Eric has banned magic throughout his kingdom, but he is in reality more of a puppet king to Victor Rodenmaar, the Court Physician.

Victor is a sorcerer himself, but in this version, for every sorcerer killed, he can take their magic and use it to put forward his goal of finding the secret to eternal life.

Both Eddie and Nina are Seers in this AU, but neither of them know it. Nina’s visions are much worse than Eddie’s, and Eric only knows that Nina possesses magic.

Eric is hiding this fact from Victor, because even though he is king, it’s Victor calling the shots.

The other characters are here as well, obviously, but they don’t all have equivalents

Eddie is the Prince, and he is essentially our Prince Arthur, only he has magic. His visions are not as vivid or terrifying as Nina’s and so he has absolutely no inkling of his own power. He’s acts a lot like he did in Season 2 of HOA, sort of that arrogant/bad boy type, but once he eventually gets involved in trying to take down Victor, he grows into himself. Instead of his parents being divorced, his mother—a magic user herself—died when he was very young (in reality, the first of Victor’s victims, but this is a big secret so shhhhh)

Nina basically takes the place of Morgana in this AU, but she (probably) would not go absolutely insane like Morgana did. Her parents were close friends of Eric and his wife, and when they died in a terrible fire, Eric took her and her grandmother in to the castle in Anubis. Her grandmother died not long after, and Eric officially made Nina his ward. She and Eddie grew up similar to siblings. She has terrible nightmares/visions of the future and is a very, very powerful Seer, but she doesn’t know that it’s magic. After all, it’s illegal.

Fabian in this AU is sort of like Merlin in that he comes to the kingdom to study under the Court Physician. He does not have magic, but does not agree with Victor’s brutality, and often helps magic users escape before Victor can get his hands on them. He is extremely taken with the Lady Nina, and is trying to help her with her “nightmares”

Amber is a Lady of the court that lives with her nobleman father in the castle, who is on the royal council. She and Nina are best friends, and she is the only one who knows how severe the visions are. She is betrothed to Sir Mick.

Joy is also a lady of the court, and her father is also on the royal council. She was once thought to be a Seer, but these reports eventually turned out to be false. She is often very vocal and is known as one of the most politically savvy noblewomen at court.

Patricia also has a sort of Merlin role in that she was the young, plucky peasant to stand up to the Prince, get thrown in jail (but she actually managed to land the punch), get realeased by Lady Joy (as Patricia is Joy’s newly hired maidservant they’d already hit it off—in this way she fills a sort of Gwen role too. Not to mention...ya know), immediately after get into a mace fight in the marketplace, then later on save Prince Eddie’s life from a (this time non-magical) assassin. She and Eddie have that very back and forth banter (and sexual tension) that Merlin and Arthur have, but she is obviously not appointed as his manservant lol. She doesn’t have magic either, but has always secretly wanted to be a knight, but couldnt because of her status as both a peasant and a woman.

Alfie is a a serving boy in the castle who is known as a troublemaker by all. In this way, he is also a Merlin-sequel character. He is in love with Lady Amber, who doesn’t give him the time of day, and is Mick’s manservant, and best friends with Willow, one of the kitchen maids, Patricia, and Fabian.

KT fills a Lancelot role. She is a skilled (lesbian) swordswoman who longs to be a knight of the realm. She saves Fabian’s life while he’s out gathering herbs, and in return, he promises to help her out. She, Fabian, and Patricia meet up at Patricia’s house in the lower town, and she and Patty hit it off (*wink, wink*). They try to pass her off as both a noble and a male, and nearly get away with it, but she ends up getting banished (don’t worry, we’ll see her again). She finds out about the Victor scenario and pledges to help Fabian should he ever need her.

Jerome is a sort of Gwaine character, who’s not a knight but should be. He is on the castle guard, because of his lower status (when in reality he is the son of a nobleman but spurned that title). He’s cheeky and good with a sword. He and Eddie are an interesting duo and often spar together.

Mara is a sort of, kinda noblewoman who works in the library with Jason Winkler and Daphne Andrews (the royal librarians amongst other things). She is training to take Daphne’s place, and is one of the most educated people in the kingdom despite her status and gender. She and Willow are good friends, and Mara and Sir Mick have often crossed paths (another *wink, wink*)

Willow is a kitchen maid, who is in love with Alfie, but he just has noticed yet. She’s just like she is in HOA canon, and she does have magic potential (but she doesn’t know how to use it, and so goes undetected).

Sir Mick is a young knight of the realm, (sort of a Sir Leon/Sir Percival character) strong and noble—if a little thick. He’s always the first to run into danger to help a friend and feels duty bound to any path he takes. While he’s betrothed to Amber, he can’t help but be caught up in the beauty that is Mara.

Victor is kinda irredeemable oops, but yeah he’s more Uther than Eric is. He wants to take over the world and live forever by killing magic users and stealing their power for himself.

Sibuna is a thing (they’re the lil group trying to save sorcerers) started by Fabian in this scenario, actively participated in by Alfie and Patricia. Later, Nina and Amber get involved, and later still, Eddie and KT do.

It’s a fun time. Maybe I’ll write some stuff set in this universe but yeah.

#house of anubis #house of anubis headcanons #merlin #tess writes #tess rambles #sibuna #house of anubis au

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madamhatter · 4 years

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“give me soft”

send, “give me soft” for a platonic gesture of affection/intimacy that my muse would do to yours to show them they care / accepting

Mirrors were among the objects that Sophie dreads, despite her silence on the matter, for seeing her person could shatter her. However, how could one respond when seeing their own reflection -- that happens to be outside of the frame, walking around?

Anzu Kobayashi, the sole producer for Yumenosaki Academy, is a phenomenon that Sophie Hatter never wanted to see -- someone harboring such similar self-destructive and deflective tendencies. But, that does not mean that Sophie outright resents and rejects the brunette. Instead, that is a unifying trait that doesn’t play into their relationship from an outsider’s perspective.

For tools as themselves, though Sophie denies it for Anzu, she knows that the brunette needs to be reminded of her energy and passion when it means to be human. Adrenaline, be it dormant in their bodies, still flows and runs through them. Though it is not used, it can be awakened again for something, burning off that excess energy. After all, Sophie knows better that their beings who crave and yearn, needing structure and goals fixed to make themselves feel whole. But, it doesn’t mean Anzu should let such precious energy and chance waste away.

Offering her scarred palm to her apprentice on their lonely nights together, or abruptly in the studio, Sophie ask her to dance. She is aware of Anzu’s knack to move quickly and precisely; her delinquent background and edge on fighting proved that well. At times, it’s slow pace and includes of different ballroom like Viennese waltz and Paso doble. The hatter is always sure to tracks that are suitable for them and wouldn’t overwork the other’s body (as she’s a little hesitant to go all out). Yet, with a quick pick up and spin, Sophie can’t help the smile that hurts her cheeks as Anzu laughs so loudly and uncontrollably, giving a rare glimpse of her true happiness behind her mask.

Such a move was common when she was younger, brighter, and more naive as she accepted such kindness and fun from her late father. The same man who spun her fate and trapped her, he poisoned her and left her irreparable in her eyes. Yet, she takes on the selfish notion that she can practice a dance she knows so well -- to move others from the path she was forced on. Even if it were mere moments where she reclaims happiness, she wants to see that her happiness is Anzu’s for she found a new path that wouldn’t erode her spirits and hopes.

Other times, it will be more routine or competitive matters since Sophie is usually one that likes to help or tends to get in her head and too stubborn if someone challenges her. It wouldn’t be the first time Anzu learns a Trickstar routine and her mentor was beside her, in black tights and a knotted shirt, following her steps. It’s usually that Anzu takes the leading role (Sophie insists) and Sophie takes on a smaller role.

As for the latter situation, that is usually just Sophie dragging her apprentice out into the rare late-night arcades in the city. There’s no way they could sleep and after minutes of texting, Sophie stomped her foot down and dragged her apprentice to a place where they can let off some steam. Dance Rush Stardom and Dance Dance Revolution machines are usually left on fire after the two of them are done. They also play other games and try to win prizes to give to their loved ones -- but, Takehiro usually gets an armful of plushies from them both.

There’s also, technically, saying “fuck it” and they decide to retire the polite facades to go back on bad habits of delinquency. But, shhhhh. That’s a secret.

Three other major points would always be to tell Anzu to “stay and eat,” inquire about her sibling, and getting her laugh. The first two tend to be combined.

But, specifically for the first, the best way to ensure that her apprentice is taking care of herself is, sometimes, social pressure. There’s no denying that Anzu has a good portion of devotion dedicated to Sophie and it is reciprocated, if not at a higher degree from mentor to apprentice. With this knowledge, Sophie is packed to the brim with new and different snacks to slide to Anzu when they’re in the same room. There isn’t any way that the brunette would ever decline her mentor’s cooking, even if she’s on a tight schedule. Knowing the right words, expressions, and actions works to Sophie’s favor to get Anzu to eat something, at least.

As for discussing Takehiro, well, that is pretty much the only solid foundation of (birth) family Anzu has left. He is as important to her as her idol work is, Sophie knows, and it wouldn’t be right to limit their relationship to only the latter. It, genuinely, speaks to a level to keep an eye on the Kobayashi siblings, even if their current relationship is rough. Sophie is understanding of how complicated younger siblings can be, especially with big rifts that may not be openly discussed. It is also a way to keep an eye on Anzu’s status with her brother and even encouraging for outings for the three of them -- it is essentially indirect relationship building that Sophie hopes works out, somehow.

For the very last thing, well, Sophie adores Anzu and just wants that mask of her’s to come off sometimes. She will purposely make herself a fool, acting as if she knows nothing, or even make off-hand comments jokes and comments to rock her apprentice. The puns usually earn her groans and death glares, which is something that makes Sophie happy -- hey, it’s better than the fake smile! If she’s feeling particularly cheeky, she’ll let her real accent (thick Yorkshire accent) slip out while talking in English, and may randomly insert cuss words. Almost as if she’s encouraging Anzu to get back into being a slight potty mouth and say “shit” and “fuck” ever so casually between sentences. But, the most important thing is to get her to laugh, which Sophie tries ever so hard to do.

#( checkbooks inquiries and much ; answered asks )#( in which we learn about the eldest ; headcanons )#subserviiient #[ i LOVE THEM TO DEATH- ]

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Unforeseen: Chapter 6

A wet washcloth was laid on the black forehead that was quickly becoming warmer, warmer than usual anyway. The bat sat next to the fainted creature for a second before getting up and walking back to the office desk where the Commander sat. The blue hedgehog sat in a chair across from the human, looking rather distraught, though he tried to remain calm. The Commander’s office was nicer than the others, a larger room with a window that sat behind the mahogany desk. Two chairs that could belong in a living room, and a couch near the wall where a dormant black hedgehog lay. After he had lost consciousness, the blue hedgehog had carried him to the office they currently sat in while the Scientist returned to the lab. The Commander came with the bat and hedgehogs, making sure they behaved themselves until their comrade regained consciousness.

As the bat returned to her chair, the human continued their conversation, “You said Shadow wasn’t feeling well? How long has that been going on?” The agent crossed a leg over the other, “About a month. He insists he’s fine, but I know better.” The hero’s ears seemed to perk up slightly as the bat continued, “I tried to get him to do something about it, but he wouldn’t listen to me. I’m a bit surprised he actually passed out though, I’ve never seen him do that before.” Worry shown on her face as the man across from them sighed slightly, “Well, I asked the lab to do some blood work before continuing the research to see if we can find out what’s wrong. If he is ill, then that could affect the research as well.”

The man turned his attention to the hero, “As for you.” The hero flashed a nervous grin. “Care to tell me why you decided to trespass onto GUN property?” The accused scratched behind his ear, “I, uh, needed ta talk ta Shadow. Found out he was working here full time now with Team Dark, so I decided to come find him. Guess I shoulda waited ‘till he was done with work.” The Commander seemed to roll his eyes slightly, “You did come in handy today. Just make sure it doesn’t happen again.” The hedgehog saluted with another grin, “Yessir!”

A soft groan sounded across the room as the black hedgehog shifted slightly. The bat was quick to return to his side, dabbing the sweat away from his head with the towel. After twisting slightly, the alien stilled once more. Peach hands twiddled helplessly. Wish I could take ‘im home. Nothin’ I want more than ta take care of ‘im right now, but I can’t just steal ‘im. Rouge’d kill me. Plus, I dunno if he’s said anythin’ bout us or not. Prolly hasn’t even thought about that night. He made it pretty clear he didn’t want me here. The minutes seemed to tick by in slow motion as they waited for the blood test to return. It had already been a few hours since he’d first arrived, and the black hedgehog had hardly moved since he had collided with the floor.

Finally, a knock at the door was heard from the side door, followed by the Commander giving permission to enter. The lab’s Scientist from before had returned along with a woman, also dressed up in typical lab attire. The human at the desk rose from his seat, “Ah, glad you could join us, Doctor. Have you discovered anything?” The Scientist gave a short nod, “We have.” He seemed to glance nervously at the other two occupants in the room. Sensing he was not welcome to hear, the hero stood and joined Rouge at the other side of the room as the Commander and the two new entries seemed to form a tight circle and talk amongst themselves.

Sonic tapped his foot impatiently, a little miffed at not being able to hear what concerned the black hedgehog. He mumbled quietly to the bat, “Not like we’re not his friends. I don’t get why they gotta be so secretive over there.” The bat’s ear was turned behind her as she swatted at the other a little, “Shhhhh! If you stay quiet I might be able to hear what they’re saying!” The hero quickly shut his mouth, lowering to where she knelt next to the black hedgehog. He waited, at least he tried. “What’re they sayin’?” The agent mentally rolled her eyes, “...something about...high levels of hCG...the Commander asked if they were sure...they also found evidence of...PAPP-A.” The blue eyebrows furrowed, “Wassat mean?” Turquoise eyes met his, “Do I look like a Doctor to you?!” The other pouted slightly, before standing up and walking back towards the group as Rouge silently cursed at him.

His presence was immediately noticed and the conversation stopped. The Leader turned to him, “Can I help you, Sonic?” Said hedgehog wore a look of determination, “What’s wrong with Shadow?” The two humans glanced at their superior, as the bat stood beside the hero. The man shook his head slightly, “I’m sorry. This is very personal information, and I’m not at liberty to discuss it with you without Shadow’s permission.” Rouge stepped forward slightly, “Sir, as Shadow’s teammate, I believe I have a right to know whether he can still be a member of Team Dark or if he needs to be taken care for the time being. I’m the closest thing to family Shadow has.” The human put a hand to his head as if a bit exasperated, “While that may be the case, I still cannot disclose such information. It would be best for him to take some time off and rest. Can you bring him home?” The bat shook her head, “He doesn’t have a home, he’s been staying with me every now and then, but unless you give me a reason to keep him there he’ll leave again. If he’s as ill as it seems he should not be wandering the streets at night in the rain.” The multicolored eyes flipped from Rouge to Sonic, as if considering her plight. Rouge took the hero by the arm, “I’ll need his help too. I alone can’t keep Shadow somewhere by myself, I’ll need him to help me. Plus he’s his friend.” Sonic was grateful to be included, she must have noticed his worry when the other fainted, “I care about Shadow a lot, I’ll make sure he gets the rest he needs.”

The man sighed, “I suppose while Shadow is still unconscious I don’t have much of a choice. Doctor, will you please explain?” The bat turned her attention to the woman. Her and Shadow were well known by the nurses and Doctors after their missions. Although Shadow for the most part resisted medical attention, Rouge had needed it several times. They had often conversed back and forth while her stay in the medical ward. Being told this news about her dear friend from someone she knew slightly more than her boss was well appreciated.

The Doctor stepped forward slightly, “We ran the blood test several times to confirm, but we know what’s plaguing Agent Shadow.” Rouge looked at her in worry, “Is he alright?! Is he sick?!” The woman smiled slightly to reassure her, “I know you care for him deeply, Agent Rouge. I assure you he’s alright. He just needs to rest. I want you two to keep an eye on him for the next week. Keep him in bed if you can. The important thing is that he gets the rest and nutrition he needs.” The bat’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, “He’s never slept that long before. I never even saw him sleep before a month ago. He hardly ever eats either.” The hero crossed his hands behind his head, “He told me he doesn’t need ta do much of either. His chaos energy makes it so he doesn’t need ta eat or sleep like we do.” The Doctor nodded, “That’s true. Normally that would cover the essentials for his body. However, now he needs to be eating as well as resting regularly to keep his energy levels up. At least for the time being.”

The blue hedgehog’s furrowed his eyebrows as well, “Did somethin’ happen to ‘im? Why does he need ta do all this stuff now?” The woman seemed to hesitate for a second, “As I told the Commander, we found high levels of hCG in his blood, as well as evidence of PAPP-A.” Sonic was growing a bit frustrated, “Yea, yea, we heard. But we ain’t doctors, Doc. Wassat mean?” After getting confirmation from the Leader with a nod, the Doctor continued, “These particular chemicals are only found in pregnant women.”

For several minutes the bat and hedgehog simply stared at the humans. It was as if time had stopped for a while. Finally, the blue legs could not continue to hold up their owner, and he wobbly moved backwards into a chair, “Th-That’s not possible!” The Scientist shrugged, “I ran the blood multiple times to be sure it was not contaminated. Apparently, there’s more to Project Shadow then we had originally thought. If we were able to properly examine Shadow, we might have been able to discover this sooner. Or the possibility of it.” The blue hedgehog was starting to almost hyperventilate in panic, his mind running rapid, “B-but...he said...he told me that...” The bat simply stared in shock. How is that possible?! I never thought that he could...I thought he was still a virgin! Who did he... Her short locks whipped in the air as she caught eyes with the hero, “...you...What did you do?!” The hedgehog looked as shocked as her, “W-What?! I-I...” The bat walked up towards him, pointing a finger at his chest, “It was you! A month ago when he showed up at my house drenched and acting strange...he had been with you!”

The humans looked on at the spectacle before the Commander spoke, “Sonic, is this true? Are you the father?” Said hedgehog began to sway slightly, looking a little faint. “Oh, no!” The bat grabbed the peach face, slapping his cheeks a bit, “You don’t get to pass out too, you have too much to explain! Plus, I need you to carry Shadow!” The fear of making her even more mad than she already was snapped the blue hedgehog awake. The Commander ran a hand through his short gray hair, “Why don’t you three head home. It’ll give you some time to...work things out. The Doctor will be available if you need help; just call.”

Taking his advice, the hero was able to steady himself enough to stand, and picked up the dormant alien hybrid. Rouge nodded, “Thank you, sir. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” "Wait." The Doctor stopped them, handing Rouge a set of papers, "Show Shadow these. It's his blood results on paper. From what little I know of him, he seems to be someone who'll need to have proof." The spy took the papers, looking them over. It was all Greek to her, all sorts of terms and names she had never heard of. But she took the Doctor's advice, storing the papers in her pocket, "Thank you." The bat led the pair out of the room and down the hallway. When the door closed, the Commander was able to let out a breath he’d been holding. This new revelation was going to make things involving Team Dark a bit more complicated from now on.

After long twists and turns in the long hallways, the three mobians finally made it to the outside world once again. Sonic’s smile was a bit less enthusiastic as before, but still sincere, “Thanks Rouge. I’ll take him home and make sure he gets some rest.” The bat’s face was stern, “No. You both are coming with me. Shadow will be more comfortable if he wakes up in familiar surroundings, and you have a lot of explaining to do in the meantime.” His ears flattened a bit. Shadow was right. She is like a mother when she’s mad. The hero knew there was no way out of it and let out a little sigh, “Yes, Rouge.”

#my story #Unforeseen #chapter 6 #mpreg #sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat

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2, 5, 9, 10, 12, 13, 15, 16, 22, 24, 25, 26, 28, 36, 42, 49, and 50 for august?????

2 - do they have any titles? how did they get them?privately, august calls himself a lot of things. but no one outside of his family really calls him anything, nah5 - do they have any siblings? what are their names? what is their relationship with them? has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults?nope! august is an only child, and he’s thankful that he is. he doesn’t have any cousins, aunts, or uncles9 - do animals like them? do they get on well with animals?YES. animals warm up to him so well, and he loves dogs with all his heart (he doesn’t have one though). he loves cats too, but he’s so allergic that if he pets one he gets a hugs rash on his hand10 - do they like children? do children like them? do they have or want any children? what would they be like as a parent? or as a godparent/babysitter/etc?he’s shy around kids because he doesn’t know what to say to them? plus he’s deaf and kids don’t really know sign language, so there’s a communication barrier. children like him though! he doesn’t want children, but if we had to have some he’d be really protective and love them with his whole heart. 12 - what is their favorite food?pineapple on pizza. he will not tolerate anyone elses opinion13 - what is their least favorite food? fuckin chick peas man. also wasabi peas?? he hates spicy food15 - are they good at cooking? do they enjoy it? what do others think of their cooking?he likes to cook simple foods, like pizza or mac n cheese. if he does bake or cook, he does it with his mom and he likes to do it! his mom gives his cooking an A+16 - do they collect anything? what do they do with it? where do they keep it?i don’t know if this counts as “collecting” but he buys and reads a LOT of books. he has this HUGE bookshelf next to his bed, and he has over 40 books on it22 - what are their favorite insults to use? what do they insult people for? or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?he doesn’t like to talk about people beind their backs. he’s mainly active online (plus he is nonverbal), but when he gets into an argument online, he calls people combinations of swear words (ex. “you gotdamn bitchshit!”, “what the hell you assprick”, etc.)24 - what is their sleeping pattern like? do they snore? what do they like to sleep on? a soft or hard mattress?in summer, august still likes to go to bed a little early so his sleep scheduele isn’t messed up for the upcoming year. to his knowledge, he doesn’t snore. he likes to sleep with only a blanket and 2 pillows because he HATES being hot at night, and he has a memory foam mattress25 - what do they find funny? do they have a good sense of humor? are they funny themselves?OH MY GOD yes. he’s like the embodiement of funny puns and ridiculous shitposts. he finds really corny puns funny,,, we love a king26 - how do they act when they’re happy? do they sing? dance? hum? or do they hide their emotions?it rlly depends on the situation. when he meets matty (aka his love interest), he just smiles and blushes a whole lot. but when he recieved good news he jumps around a whole lot and pumps his fists into the air (u know what i mean). he represses his really sad emotions because he doesn’t want people to see that side of him :////28 - what is their biggest fear? what in general scares them? how do they act when they’re scared?he haaaaaaaaates crowded spaces. he’s really claustrophobic. he’s also scared of life after death and heights. when he’s scared he gets paralyzed and starts to cry/shake36 - what are they good at? what hobbies do they like? can they sing?he’s really good with computers and programming, but that isn’t his main hobby. his main hobbies are reading and signing to himself. he doesn’t sing at all because he’s nonverbal and doesn’t like to talk in the slightest42 - what are their goals? what would they sacrifice anything for? what is their secret ambition?he really wants to get top surgery and go on t. he would give anything for matty, his family and his best friend. his secret ambition is to get married but shhhhh49 - what is their most valued object? are they sentimental? is there something they have to take everywhere with them?YESSS hes so sentimental. his most valued object is the ticket stub from when he first saw pulp fiction with matty. he keeps it in the back of his phone case and doesnt leave anywhere without it50 - if they could take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? what do they consider their essentials?he would pack his favorite candy (caramel hershey’s kisses), his phone + charger, the paper that matty first wrote to him on, his 3 favorite books (the outsider by stephen king, if i stay by gayle forman, and harry potter and the order of the phoenix by j.k. rowling), 2 bottles of water and a picture of his family.

#oc: august #billie’s ocs #anon #lilacs in the mail

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Unforeseen

CHAPTER 6:

#Unforeseen #my story #sorry it took so long guys #writer's block #The next chapter is longer I promise

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Why You Should Use A White Noise Machine This Fourth of July

The following blog article Why You Should Use A White Noise Machine This Fourth of July is courtesy of https://www.ellymackay.com

And How to Find the Best Model For You.

Have you heard them? I’ve certainly heard them over the last few weeks — and they’re about to pick up steam as we head towards the Fourth of July, which is easily one of my favorite holidays each year.

I’m talking about fireworks, of course. It’s officially Fireworks Season here in Southern California, where they’ve been firing off for about a week now. And it’s not just SoCal. Several friends and clients across the country told me they’ve recently heard more bangs, booms and crackles at night.

I love it, but I also know those late night explosions can make it tough to fall asleep. Luckily, I’ve got my “secret weapon” ready to go: my white noise machine. White noise is a great tool you can leverage to help block out loud noises and create a quiet and peaceful sleep environment. Research indicates white noise machines can help people in loud environments get nearly 50% more sleep on average each night than those not using white noise machines.

If you’re facing insomnia or restless nights, I recommend buying a white noise machine. The best part is, they don’t just help when your neighbors are setting off fireworks; they come in handy all year. Whether it’s a barking dog, a loud party across the street, or your kids having a noisy sleepover with friends, a white noise machine can help make sure your sleep isn’t derailed.

We have a lot to cover this week. First, I’ll explain what white noise is, how it works, and why it’s so effective as a sleep aid. Finally, I’ll tell you how to find the best white noise machine for you — including my picks for the seven best machines you can buy right now.

What Is White Noise?

Let’s get technical for a moment. White noise is the consistent noise created by combining low, mid and high frequency sounds. It has a flat spectral density, which is to say white noise has the same amplitude, or intensity level, at all points on the audio spectrum (from 20 to 20,000 hertz).

I know that’s a bit confusing, so let me put it in simpler terms. Imagine you’re talking to a couple friends in person or on Zoom. If asked, you could easily point out which voice belongs to which friend, even if they’re talking at the same time. But if 100 people were talking at the same time, it would be much harder; distinct voices would instead blend together into one jumbled sound.

That’s how white noise works. It spans the audio spectrum and contains all frequencies, making it where one sound doesn’t overwhelm the other. The term white noise derives from white light, which similarly combines all colors of light together, similar to white noise combining all different sound frequencies.

And how does it sound? A white noise machine tends to sound like wind is steadily rushing by, akin to a fan blowing air.

How White Noise Helps You Sleep

I know, it’s a bit counterintuitive: noise to help you sleep. But white noise is different. You can think of it almost as an anti-noise, working to distract your brain while you sleep.

Typically, when you wake up during the night, it isn’t necessarily a loud sound that jars you awake. Sure, the loud sound is a factor. But the real issue is the sudden change in noise frequency that alerts you. That’s what wakes you up.

White noise counters that problem, essentially acting as a mask to cover up any sounds that could disturb you during the night.

Remember, white noise is a combination of all audio frequencies, which safeguards your body from being caught off guard by a loud noise. White noise reduces the frequency gap between what you’re hearing and a sudden loud noise, like a firework going off at night, giving you a better shot of staying asleep.

How White Noise Machines Work

Multiple studies have shown using white noise machines are an effective way to get better sleep in loud environments.

Hospitals have tended to be the best place to research the benefits of white noise machines. One study, published in the Journal of Caring Sciences in 2016, looked at 60 patients staying in a coronary intensive care unit. Half of the patients were given a white noise machine at night, while the other half slept without one.

White noise machines were shown to significantly increase the time patients spent asleep. Patients using a white noise machine, after three days, saw their average sleep time rise 49%, from 4.75 hours per night to 7.08 hours per night. On the other hand, patients who did not have white noise machines reported “no significant changes” in their time spent sleeping.

Ultimately, the researchers concluded “white noise is recommended as a method for masking environmental noises, improving sleep and maintaining sleep” in a loud environment.

The findings built on a similar study from 2005 in the journal Sleep Medicine. In that study, researchers played recorded hospital sounds for some participants while they slept, while the others did not receive a machine. Researchers found participants without a white noise machine dealt with more sleep arousals during the night than usual, due to the hospital noises, while those using a white noise machine did not experience an increase in sleep arousals.

More research will continue to look into white noise and how it impacts sleep. But to this point, studies have shown white noise machines help people sleep better and longer by avoiding nighttime sleep arousals.

The Best White Noise Machine For You

Alright, we’ve established white noise is a big help when it comes to getting great sleep, no matter how much racket there is around you.

The challenge, though, is there are countless white noise machines to pick from. That’s why I’ve chosen my 7 favorite white noise machines to help you cut through the mediocrity and make a great purchase. Here are my go-to white noise machines:

The Best White Noise Machine for Any Room: The LectroFan

This is an awesome and affordable machine, no matter how big or small your room is. The LectroFan takes up less space than most white noise machines, and its smooth “shhhhh” sound helps block out high-pitched sounds. If you have a loud dog, this is an ideal machine for you — and it only costs about $45. This USA-made machine comes equipped with 20 different sounds, a sleep timer, and a powerful speaker. It’s a great bang for your buck.

The Best Looking and Functioning White Noise Machine: Douni Sleep Sound Machine

I simply love the way this one looks. Douni’s Sleep Sound Machine comes with a classic wood grain finish. It also has a number of great, easy-to-use features, like its sleep timer, which automatically turns off the machine after 30, 60, or 90 minutes. (That’s if you want to turn it off at all.) It also has more than 20 relaxing sounds, including 7 different categories of white noise to choose from.

The Best White Noise Machine for a Baby: Hatch Baby Rest

White noise can be a parent’s best friend. That’s because research suggests babies fall asleep quicker when accompanied by white noise. With that in mind, what parent wouldn’t want to put a white noise machine in their child’s room? And for babies, I’m a big fan of the Hatch Baby Rest Sound Machine. Parents can easily program the machine via the Hatch Baby Rest app on their phones, for one thing. And it’s more than a white noise machine — it’s also a night light! Other features I like include the two-way audio monitor that’s built-in, allowing you to check on your baby while they sleep, and the “toddler lock,” which makes sure if it gets bumped, the settings won’t change.

The Best High-End White Noise Machine: Sound Oasis S-5000

This one is fully-loaded. The Sound Oasis S-5000 isn’t just a white noise machine, it also has an AM/FM radio, iPhone jack, and three powerful speakers, including a rear subwoofer. There are also 145 sound options to choose from, allowing you to create the ideal sleep environment.

The Best Multi-Function White Noise Machine: Zenergy Bedside Sleep Therapy Machine

The iHome Zenergy machine is the best bang for your buck in my eyes. The machine offers 10 soothing sounds to pick from, including “ocean,” “zen” and white noise. It also has 11 light therapy patterns, guiding you through one stage of sleep to the next by shifting between colors. It’s Bluetooth-enabled, too, allowing you to take speakerphone calls or change the radio station directly from its app.

The Best Decorative Multi-Function White Noise Machine: Zenergy Himalayan Salt Rock Lamp

It’s tough to beat the look of Zenergy’s Himalayan Salt Rock Lamp. The lamp illuminates a radiant burnt orange glow when it’s activated, easily separating itself from the rest of the machines you’ll find. And if someone walks into your room, it looks like a beautiful decorative rock you took back with you from a trip to the Himalayas (without having to travel all the way to Nepal).

The Best White Noise Machine for Travel: Manta Sleep Machine

I don’t go anywhere on the road without my Manta Sleep Machine. It’s small, it’s square shape fits perfectly into my carry-on, and on top of that, it’s versatile, with 40 different sounds to choose from. If you’re feeling like taking a break from white noise, be sure to try out the campfire setting.

Hopefully, by now, I’ve convinced you a white noise machine is a good investment. Sure, it can be a big help when it comes to sleeping through fireworks as we approach Independence Day, but they’re useful year-round. The data is clear: white noise will help you sleep better and longer, no matter what loud and alarming sounds pop up during the night. If you end up buying one of the machines we just covered, I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.

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