#closely related languages my beloved

[thebowieconstricker]

Sweet Mornings

Lucifer Morningstar x reader oneshot

Request: Them cooking together and it ending in either him cuddling her so much that they forget about the food and it burns, or baking and that ends in a food fight and kisses. Bonus points, if it burns down the Hotels kitchen and Charlie freaks out.

Okay so this is the CUTEST FREAKING THING EVER??? Love this request sm sorry it took a million years whoops lol enjoy

Tags: Literally just pure fluff, pancakes, kinda language, whipped-cream-related violence, gender neutral reader

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Warm, soft mornings in bed with your beloved partner were becoming more common ever since you and Lucifer had become a couple. Not only was he excellent at cuddles, but his wings made the most delightful blankets to fall asleep under. On this particular morning, you were slowly waking up, and the first thing you noticed was the gentle grip Lucifer had on your form, clinging to your waist even in his sleep. You glanced at the clock to your right as you laid on your back and softly giggled. It was 3:00 in the morning, aka the “devil’s hour”, as some called it, and here he was, asleep in your shared bed. You shifted a bit to stretch and Lucifer made a small noise.

“I’m just moving a bit.” You whispered, bringing up a hand to brush through his blonde locks.

“Mmm, nah, just stay here.” He reached his arm back over your stomach and grabbed your hip, pulling you against his side.

You smiled affectionately, and while you looked at his quite literally angelic face, you thought of an idea.

“Hey, Luci… you wanna make pancakes?”

His eyes sprang open and his eyebrows shot up. A wide grin broke out on his face and quicker than you could blink, he had pulled both you and himself up and off the bed. With a snap of his fingers, the two of you were dressed in comfortable robes with silly slippers. He wore a bright yellow pair with duck faces, because of course he did. Your slippers were of your favorite animal, which was one of the many gifts Lucifer had given you.

With a wave of his hand, Lucifer had magically transported the two of you to the kitchen downstairs. It was a rather large kitchen, plenty of shelves and cabinets stocked with ingredients. You adjusted your robe and began to move towards one of the cupboards when you felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around your torso. Following close behind was the warm face of your lover, nuzzling into the back of your neck.

“Honey, we can’t cuddle and make pancakes.” You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face. You could hear the smirk in his voice as he replied, “Who says we can’t?”

He snapped once more and suddenly, all of your necessary materials and ingredients appeared on the kitchen island.

“There ya go, now you’ve just gotta stand there.”

You laughed and shuffled to the island.

You quickly realized that this was going to be far more difficult than you originally anticipated. For some reason, Lucifer was determined to make the simple activity of pancake-making as tedious as possible for you. When you measured the flour, he insisted that you had poured too much, leading you to re-measure six times. The eggs that you cracked always had a bit of shell in them, and instead of helping, Lucifer would just magic you more. “I’ll keep my arms right here, thank you.” He said from behind you. He did, however, beg you to add more sugar. You finally had to put your foot down after the 3rd empty bag. Why did you trust his horrible advice? No one knows, but according to legend, he apparently knows what he’s doing when it comes to pancakes.

After you had finally created some kind of batter, you struggled over to the oven with Lucifer’s arms still around you. You carefully poured the mixtures onto the skillet after putting the eye on the ‘high’ setting, and with the warm, sweet smells from the food and the demon snuggling your back, you were starting to get pretty sleepy.

That’s when you noticed it. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw that Lucifer had magicked some whipped cream in a can. Obviously, for the purpose of a topping, but you had other plans. You were sure that Lucifer’s eyes were closed behind you (you had even heard him snore a couple of times). Stealthily, you reached for the whipped cream and uncapped the can. You shook it and poured a bit into your mouth, just for fun. Then, you made your real move. You sprayed a good amount on your hand and put the can down.

“Hey, Luci, is it brown enough?” You asked innocently.

“Hmm..? I uh-“ He rubbed his eyes behind you and leaned over your shoulder to take a look at your pancake. “Yeah, you should probably flip-“

You swung your hand around and threw the whipped cream so it landed squarely on his face.

“AH-“

Lucifer’s arms eat go from your waist as he stumbled backwards in shock. His arms reached for his face to feel the whipped cream. Realizing what it was, he smiled wickedly as a forked licked the sweets off his hand.

“Oh, you have no idea who you just fucked.”

You doubled over as you cried with laughter at the sight of him, and laughed even more at that statement.

“It’s- it’s fucked with, Luci-“

Suddenly, whipped cream had landed on your face, splattering on your robe. You heard his musical laughter in front of you and, just like that, it was on.

Lucifer had summoned cans and cans of whipped cream on either of your sides and the two of you ducked behind and hopped over the kitchen island, throwing whipped cream at each other and throwing any other food you could find in the kitchen. You found a sleeve of graham crackers and started chucking those at some point while Lucifer grabbed some of his fire breathing ducks to melt the sugary ammo before it hit him. You took one of your shoes off and began chasing him with it, half laughing and half threatening him, when he finally, finally, held up a white napkin, and called, “I surrender!”

You kept laughing as you tackled him in a hug, the two of you falling to the ground.

“I’m sorry, Luci, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You playfully said to him.

“Hurt? I’m offended you think I could even get hurt-“

“Then why’d you surrender?”

His arms snaked around your waist once again and he smirked.

“I guess I missed ya.”

You rolled your eyes and kissed him swiftly, the two of you too wrapped up in each other to care about the hectic state of the kitchen. Your hand went to his hair and carefully caressed it, trying to tidying it a bit. When you finally broke away, he looked at you breathlessly.

“Don’t get so excited there, you just had some whipped cream on your face.” You said to him, smiling.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow and another can appeared in his hand, spraying some on his lips without missing a beat.

“You dork.” You said, and kissed him again.

Then, suddenly, a voice from across the room.

“OH MY GOSH GUYS THERE’S A FIRE VAGGIE GET THE EXTINGUISHER-“

So, the two of you may have forgotten about the pancakes.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer x reader

[leviscolwill]

ballroom extravaganza

pairing: jude bellingham x f1 driver!reader

summary: you always hated arguing with jude, but even more so when you're about to race monaco's streets (wc: 1,7k)

req: jude bellingham x f1 related f!reader ! (driver if u can or js a driver’s relative) where they argue before a match/race that doesn’t go really well + she crashes/dnf or he gets rlly hurt in a match

contents: jude is jealous, reader drives for mclaren w lando (sorry oscar my beloved </3), possible racing inconstancies (i can't drive to save my life), reader crashes (nothing too bad happens tho), gasly slander sorryyyy, language ??, quite angsty but happy (&fluffy) ending i swear

note: i didn't want to make either jude or reader 'the bad guy™' so i hope i didn't side with one more than the other writing the argument part :| i had so much fun writing it, so i hope you enjoy reading it (lmk by rb and giving feedback !!). finally, thank you for requesting anon,, i hope you like it 🫶

now playing: ballroom extravaganza by dpr ian (moodswings in to order)

"i'm just saying, i don't like the way he looked at you when he said that"

"you're being ridiculous jude, he's my teammate and i've known him for years."

jude had always been the jealous type, and you never had any problem with this, until now. he tried to tell you how lando was flirting with you when that's really just how he communicated. sure, he was kinda flirty at times, but he knew you were in a relationship and never crossed any lines with you. but jealousy seemed to get the best of your boyfriend in that moment.

"that's not the point y/n, i'm a man and i know what he meant when he said he'll take you to this 'perfect seaside italian restaurant if your boyfriend won't'. and you just stood there laughing." his voice was louder now, and you hated it whenever jude screamed, especially when those screams were directed at you.

"you're delusional... he didn't imply anything with that, he was only joking." you tried to reason your boyfriend.

"i still don't like it, i'm not asking you to never talk to him again, just make it clear you're-"

"but he knows that jude! i talk about you all the time, let's be serious for a second, come on." you laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation you were in, 45 minutes before the monaco grand prix fighting with your boyfriend in your driver room, it was probably the last thing you should be doing on a track where your focus was the most important thing.

you were always grateful whenever jude made time to see you racing because you knew how packed his schedule was. but right now, he was the last person you needed to see given the circumstances.

"jude, please just leave, i'm sick of fighting."

"i'm not leaving, we're having this conversation whether you like it or not." he said in a calmer tone, but it was too late, the damage was done.

"well, you're in my room right now and i want you out. i need to focus and you're not exactly helping right now."

"but we need to talk it out, i don't want you to go while we're fighting." you would have sworn his voice broke a bit when he ended his sentence.

"maybe you shouldn't have picked a fight with me then! maybe you shouldn't be here at all actually..." you practically whisper the last part and you immediately regret the words that came out of your mouth, knowing well you didn't mean them.

"okay then..." jude quickly gets up and you can't help but look at your feet, you can almost feel the sad look on his face.

"i love you."

you wanted to say it back but he closed the door with a loud bang before you could mutter any sound.

the only thing jude left behind was the faint smell of his cologne for you to think about what just happened and not focus on your race at all.

deep breaths. deep breaths were what you needed, you tried to shift your focus on your start, how you needed to get away from sainz, given how close he was to you. whenever your mind drifted off to the argument you had with jude, you found another thing to focus on before the race. the formation lap would start in a couple minutes, your focus needed to be on monaco's streets for at least an hour and a half, then you'll handle the rest later with jude, you always did.

the formation lap started and everything went perfectly well, you just had to wait for the red lights to turn off and you'll be gone, no more thinking, or overthinking.

"it's lights out and away we go in the streets of monaco."

perfect start, now you just had to race like you knew how to for 78 laps. nothing you couldn't do.

the first 46 laps went perfectly, you managed to overtake carlos' ferrari and pierre's alpine. everything went well, then you thought about jude, you knew he was probably still mad at you but you still hoped he was watching the race, waiting for you with papaya-coloured headphones. as your thoughts kept going you were about to get to the trickiest part of the circuit, mirabeau.

as your focus shifted back to your race, you forgot the most important thing, the biggest danger on track is the other drivers.

your brain barely had time to register the bright blue alpine trying to overtake you when there was clearly no space. next thing you knew, your head hit the cockpit. before you hit the wall at god knows what speed, you thought about how you didn't tell jude you loved him back, and how you hoped he was still aware of how much he meant to you in that moment.

pitch black, no sound at all, you couldn't feel anything for about thirty seconds because of the shock.

then everything came back. you felt the urge to move your legs around, they moved. perfect. then you felt like your position was unusual, you came to a conclusion on your own, your car was on its side. you didn't even get to think about getting out because you felt a horrible pain in your head, where it was hit you assumed.

and lastly, you saw the medics making sure you were okay, you moved your hand for them to understand the message. you were okay, they helped you out of the car, saying you would be taken to the infirmary.

you couldn't stop smiling, you felt terrible about the race and it was probably the biggest crash you ever experienced but everything was well, your family and friends saw you get out of the car safely, and you'd be able to tell jude you loved him. everything was well.

you had to answer the medics questions that made you feel like a 4-year-old: "what's your name ? do you know which day of the week it is ?" you knew it was for safety reasons but you absolutely hated it.

jude opened the door in pure jude fashion, loudly. you almost stopped waiting for him at that point but he was here finally.

he didn't even talk to you, words weren't needed. he just held you really tight even though you were still on the, very uncomfortable, infirmary bed. you felt his arms that were holding onto you shake as he kissed your hair.

"you have no idea how fucking terrified i was y/n." while jude had been to a fair few races with you, he'd never seen any big crashes, let alone involving you. yes, you could only imagine how scary that must have been for him, feeling powerless over the situation, you knew it all too well. you felt that way when jude was injured and you were absolutely helpless, of course you never wished for your boyfriend to ever feel that way, but here you were.

"i love you." you felt like it was the first thing you should say right now. "so so so much. i'm sorry for not saying it earlier." jude looked at you as tears started to form in your eyes, he quickly wiped them away and kissed away the sudden wave of sadness surging through you.

"and i'm sorry for getting mad at you, i shouldn't even have told you about it before the race, it was-"

jude was cut short when someone knocked and opened the door quickly after. pierre came in with a sorry look on his face, you heard he dnf after he damaged his car. poor thing.

"y/n, are you okay? i'm sorry about-" he started rambling with a french accent.

"i'm fine don't worry, just... can we talk about it later? you can come to our motorhome, they make great coffee there i swear." you tried to joke to lighten up the atmosphere, but it was still as tense as before.

if looks could kill, gasly would have died right here the way your boyfriend eyed him in silence, his gaze following the driver on his way out.

"what a fucking dickhead. how is he driving a whole f1 car? even i would do a better job than him i swear..." your boyfriend's pettiness amused you, even more so knowing that boy couldn't ride a bike without scaring the life out of you.

his features visibly changed and you knew he wanted to talk your argument out, as you were both calmer about the situation. but he didn't get the chance to speak a word before lando opened the door.

"what did that french hooligan do to my favourite teammate? that was a barbarian try at overtaking really." you laughed at your teammate being dramatic, as always.

"i'm fine, i think gasly needs prescription glasses though, i don't know where he saw the space there but i'm okay."

once again, you felt jude's eyes burning holes in lando's skull as he went silent, he quickly took the hint and left.

you couldn't help but burst out laughing at jude when it was just you two in the room.

"you need to stop glaring at people like that."

"i just don't like him." you took his hand as he looked at you, his look much softer than the one he gave pierre and lando.

"i only want you. alright? it doesn't matter how lando views me, whether what you think is true. he will never be you." you told him stroking your thumb on the back of his hand.

"i know that, i was just mad at how he acted with you. i'm sorry about that. i trust you, 100%. i just don't like how comfortable he was making these comments y'know."

"i get that, i'll make my boundaries clear with him, okay? let's not fight over silly things like that anymore."

jude softly grabbed your jaw and kissed you, you could tell you both needed this talk, and this kiss, to clear the air.

you pull out of the kiss first, suddenly feeling the urge to annoy him.

"you know... you look good when you're jealous, i might try that more often..." jude faked a serious face.

"if attention was what you wanted, you just had to ask love." he joked as you playfully hit his arm.

"just no more leaving without saying 'i love you' alright?" he asks before quickly kissing your forehead.

"never again."

#f1 inaccuracy: gasly would never apologize #jk jk #i reckon jude would get on well with lando but #but we move #hope you enjoy it my football & f1 friends 🫶 #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x y/n #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham fanfic #football x reader #football imagine #football one shot #football fanfic #footballer imagine #football blurb

[fluffytriceratops]

Hi, I’m not sure if you’re still doing requests or not but if it’s okay, could I request a headcanon of maybe 2k12 and Rise!Leo x reader having a cuddle time? I don’t mind you choosing one of them, I totally understand. I love Leo so much he’s such a dork and needs to be protected at all costs 🥰 Thanks!

𝐆𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 [𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟐 & 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐞]

notes: yes, of course! i would love to write this for you!! i'll do them both since you asked so nicely hehe, but this is my first time doing a headcannon of rise leo so i apologize if it's a little ooc. ^^ i hope you enjoy! <3 [also photo is not mine fyi-] 

warnings: mature language/swearing, tooth rotting fluff,

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @rheawritesforfun @s-s-ironnie @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mysticboombox @drowninghell @lec743 @raphielover  @raphslovemuffin80 @squirrelfurs @bibiz82 @pheradream-15 @kikithedreamerwriter @m1dnyt3-w0lf @scholastic-dragon @moonsua1

(if you would like to be tagged in my future tmnt x reader related work, feel free to let me know and i'll happily add you!)

i love you all sm! i'm sending all the virtual hugs and well wishes to you!! <33

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2012 Leonardo:

- as a cuddle bug, you love a good cuddle session. and honestly, leo wont oppose to this as he too loves to cuddle with you. 

- plus how can he say no when you waddle up to him with a cute pout on your face? wondering why he had left you in the bed all alone?? 

- "you fell asleep and i wanted to make myself a cup of tea." he hummed, extending an arm and watching with a warm smile as you curled into his side and nuzzled against him. 

- "and? i don't see your point in leaving me. is tea more important than your beloved?" 

- leo fights the urge to roll his eyes and bites back a grin. "well..." 

- he lets out a laugh when you scowl and pull away from him, he catches you by the waist before you get too far. 

- "i'm kidding, nothing is more important than you." he hums, planting a sweet kiss to your temple. 

- you huff, puffing out your cheeks in agitation. "doesn't feel like it, leonardo." 

-  leo winces. "pulling out the full name, huh? that's a low blow, baby." 

- "you shouldn't of left me for a sack of crusty leaves, dickhole." 

- leo chuckles at this, shaking his head to himself. "i'll make it up to you, promise. shall we go back to cuddling?" 

- you glance up at him, taking in the way he gazes at you adoringly. his ocean eyes are so full of love it makes your heart ache. 

- with a soft smile and a nod of your head, you wait for him to grab his tea before making your way back to his bedroom. 

- he places his mug on his bedside table before climbing into his bed. you wait for him to get comfy before climbing in as well. planting yourself on top of his chest. 

- leo runs his hand up and down your back in a comforting manner. watching as you trace invisible patterns into his skin with your index finger. 

- he loves laying with you like this. the rest of world falls silent when the two of you get to cuddle. 

- it's like the only person in the world is you. you're all that matters. 

- leo see's you getting sleepy again, eyelids falling heavy. he lets out a breath of content when you nuzzle yourself further into him. pressing your face in the crook of his neck. 

- "i love you." you mumble, breath tickling him. 

- "i love you, too." he whispers, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. 

- cuddle sessions with you were the best. there was no place he'd rather be than here. with you safe in his arms. 

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2018/Rise Leonardo:

- leo's a clingy mother fucker. he loves a good cuddle. and honestly, he can be a tad clingy.

- but you can't complain, because you love cuddles too. and leo's good at cuddling. 

- sometimes, however, it can catch you off guard. 

- you're laying on the couch, scrolling through random tiktoks on your phone when out of nowhere a body practically launches itself on top of yours. 

- your breath leaves you and you grunt at the sudden weight. "holy fucking shit-" 

- you can't see leo's face, it's buried in your chest and your face heats at the sight. "what the fuck are you on?" 

- "cocaine." comes his muffled reply and it makes you snort and roll your eyes. 

- he tilts his head up, resting his chin against you as he stares up at you cheekily. 

- "you're such a shit." 

- "but i'm your shit. and you love me." he purrs, smirking at the way your face heats even more. 

- "shut up. you didn't have to launch yourself onto me like that. if you wanted cuddles so damn bad you could have asked, asshole." 

- your hand finds his shell and you begin to trace the grooves, knowing how much he likes it. leonardo practically melts in your arms. 

- "you would've said no-" 

- "that's a fat fucking lie and you know it." 

- leo pouts dramatically. "you've got such a potty mouth today." 

- "that's what happens whenever you're around." 

- it's leo's turn to roll his eyes. "not my fault i take your breath away~" 

- "only when you yeet your entire body mass onto mine without warning-" 

- "don't be so dramatic." he nuzzles further into you, wiggling to try and get more comfortable. 

- you sigh, "you're lucky i love you." 

- he beams at this. "see, what did i say-" 

- "i will throw your ass onto the floor." 

- leo shuts up at that. but you don't miss the massive shit eating smirk on his face. the sight makes you smile. 

- "i love you too." he says after a moment, pressing his face into the crook of your neck to plant a few tender kisses to your skin. 

- it's your turn to melt against him. "you better.." 

- tossing your phone onto the floor, you wrap your arms around him to the best of your ability. your legs are tangled together and your breathing evens out. hearts beating in perfect sync. 

- cuddling with leo felt like heaven. and while you'd never say it out loud, cuz he'd never let you live it down, you honestly adored every second of it. 

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[yurislotusgarden]

Tying their hair up!

ʚїɞ Separately! Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Platonic! Kyouka Izumi x Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ I got this idea after seeing this post! It's not really related but I got the idea, so here it is. I will most likely make a part 2

ʚїɞ word count: 1206 (Dazai - 428, Chuuya - 446, Kyouka - 336)

ʚїɞ Tw's: None! Just pure fluff, pet names: 'bella, doll, reader's gender is not specified in any way (if it is please tell me so I can edit it)

ʚїɞ I WANNA THANK THE 22 PPL WHO FOLLOWED MY ACCOUNT <33 I did not expect ppl to like my works??? Like at all??? I actually posted my first works here thinking they're gonna end up with maybe 10-15 notes with luck, and there they are with much fucking more, so thank you if you interacted with any of my works<33

Dazai Osamu

If you entered the armed detective agency office at the moment, you would see people working, someone missing out on a job but the possibly first thing would be able to notice is that the workers are stealing confused glances at Dazai because… since when does he tie his hair up?

“Hey Dazai, what’s with your hair?” Kunikida asked, wanting to know why the oh so lazy bandage wasting machine changed his hair. In the 2 years he’s been working with him, he never saw the brunette tie his hair up.

“Oh? A fabulous question, Kunikida!” The grin on Dazai’s face could really compare to Kenji’s sun smile. 

“I feel like I’m about to regret this question” A mutter from where Kunikida is standing was heard, but the older detective ignored it.

“You see Kunikida, my beloved Belladonna has done it! And I couldn't bring myself to ruin said happiness they got from seeing me with my hair like this, so I just came in like this!” The bandaged man had stars in his eyes upon recollecting what happened before he came to work.

Dazai looked like he was about to talk more about what happened earlier this morning… Yea Kunikida is regretting his questions, why did he have to ask?

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Dazai was sitting on the floor in front of the couch between your legs while you were sitting on the couch behind him, tying his hair up into a ponytail around the back of his head since you decided it would be better for him instead of a higher one. Surprisingly, when tied up, the ponytail was quite long - longer than you first thought it would be.

“You were meant to tie my hair up, not play with it ‘bella” A subtle comment, but enough to get you to stop just running your fingers through his hair, you would've been done by now if you didn’t do that, but hey, you're gonna take any chance to play with his fluffy hair.

“you can’t blame me, your hair is too soft to not play with it when I have a chance” You chuckled, finishing up the ponytail and tapping his shoulder to indicate that you're done and he can stand up or turn around, whichever he prefers.

And as it is with Dazai, he preferred to turn around and hug your waist, burying his face in your abdomen.

…Goddammit you want to play with his hair like you always do when he’s like this, but you can't or you will have to repair the ponytail. Sigh.

Nakahara Chuuya

“Chuuya-san?” The ginger turned towards the voice, who turned out to be a woman with red-ish hair colored hair, Kōyō Ozaki.

“Yes, Ane-san?” The shorter of the two turned fully towards the taller woman.

“...May I ask what happened to your hair?... And where did your hat go?”  Kōyō asked, actually confused. After all, it’s not every day that you see the hot-headed executive with his hair up, much less without his hat. She’s sure she barely ever saw him take it off besides when in closed private spaces, and his hair being tied up into a high ponytail? She never saw it, but even tho she doesn't voice it out, she thinks the look really does fits the man.

“Ah, I decided to leave the hat at home for once, it would destroy the hair.”

“Why do you not want the ponytail gone?” Kōyō understands that technically it’s easier to do things when your hair is tied up, but she knows that longer hair never caused any problems to the short mafioso.

“[Name] is the one who made it, and they seemed really happy to see it on me”

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“Please Chuu?” You asked for maybe the hundredth time today, -surprised your boyfriend still has patience for you- about to give up on asking your partner if he would let you tie his hair up. You just wanted to see what he would look like! You can bet your life he would look better than those guys on magazines many droll over. They could never compare to your boyfriend anyway.

A sigh could be heard in the room, a head full of orange hair moving to look at you. Chuuya was getting ready to go to the Port Mafia Headquarters and was about to say no, but when he looked over… yea it was over for him before it started.

“Just don’t rip my hair out, doll”

“Hey! You know I’m gonna be careful!”

Next thing you two knew, he was sitting in front of the mirror while you were standing behind him, making the ponytail high on the back of his. ‘Why is his hair so soft wtf’ had appeared in your head but didn't voice it out.

You hooked your arms around his shoulders and neck, putting your chin on his head. “You look so pretty like this” When Chuuya looked at you in the mirror -as if he wasn't the whole time- the soft smile you had on simply killed him. He couldn't bring himself to destroy the little thing that made you happy so he ended up shocking your ass later on by not bringing his hat to work for once.

Platonic! Izumi Kyouka

just to see how she looks

“You look so cute!”

“Really?” 

You and Kyouka were the only ones apart from the clerks and Yosano in the clinic doing who knows what in the agency building as the others had missions, so you decided to do random things as you have already ended all the paperwork assigned to you for the day.

“Your hair is perfect for any kind of hairstyle but I think you look adorable with a ponytail, it suits you” You smiled at her. It really did fit her the same as her usual hairstyle, you just wish you had some hair accessories at the moment. Her hair would look even better!

“I’m glad you think so [Name]” A soft voice came from the younger girl.

You two continued to make small talk while you fixed her hair, before turning towards the office door when it opened.

“What you two doing over here?” Yosano looked at the two of them with a small smile appearing when she noticed Kyouka’s hair change.

“Messing with Kyouka’s hair. There’s not much to do at the office at the moment but we shouldn't leave the office yet, it’s still quite early” You said quietly, starting to look through your desk to see if you have any accessories for hair. Colorful to be specific.

“Hmm, Can I add myself to the fun?”

“You want to do something with my hair?”

“I have hair clips and more in my infirmary desk”

You looked up at her with stars in yours with such speed that Yosano couldn't help but ask herself if your neck is okay.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go to your office, Kouka’s hair needs something more!”

The rest of the agency slowly started to come back one by one, to not only Kyouka’s hair being colorful from hairclips and more, but also to yours and Yosano’s hair being the same. There was some confusion about what they missed, Atsushi and Kenji just so happened to join in, to say the least.

Notes, comments, reblogs and anything else is greatly appreciated <3

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[vivalarevolution]

𝓐𝓶𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓪

Jake Sully x Na’vi Reader x Tonowari

Request: „Hi I’ve been recently reading ur work and it’s just flawless. If ur still taking requests could u plz make a Lo’ak or Jake or Tonowari or Neteyam 18+ fic where (whichever character u pick) is obsessed w reader’s breasts and breast milk and (whichever character u pick) wants to try it. Ahhhhh Ik it’s crazy , do it only if u want to. Love u‟

A/N: Request from anon, whom I thank for the kind words. Work isn’t the best but I was looking for an excuse to write something with a pregnant reader for a long time, so when I saw that the request was about topics related to this, I got really excited. 

Also seeing two dilf's I couldn't resist, I had to choose both, I hope it won't be a problem.

Remember that english is not my first language, mistakes may occur. And it's smut so minors don't interact.

The soft moans that escaped her echoed around the room.

-Tonowari - woman whimpered softly - So good - she whispered directly into his ear - I need more.

Man below her only grunted, gripping her broad hips tighter, squeezing her soft skin between his fingers, moving her body harder and firmer so that all she could do was take whatever he was giving her.

Tonowari watched her carefully, absorbing her expression that showed only pleasure and wanting. Feeling her big, swollen breasts and round belly rub against his chest involuntarily made him desire her even more.

-Just like that. You're doing so well tìyawn - he praised her, placing wet kisses on her naked neck - Use me however you want, exactly like that - he murmured into her skin, watching Jake approaching from the corner of his eye.

-Wari...ah - she sighed as he hit the special spongy spot inside her, making her stretching her body in an arc, oblivious to the other man behind her.

Only a new pair of hands bringed back her senses , even if was just a bit.

Turning her head, she looked straight into the golden irises of her beloved, who grabbed her jaw, connecting their lips in a messy ,full of dominance kiss, making her moaned loudly and moving her loins more aggressively.

-Aren't you needy, baby girl ? - he asked as he pulled away from her swollen lips, caressing her hot cheek with his thumb.

Y/n only looked at him, panting quietly. Her tongue protruded slightly, allowing drops of saliva to drip between the valley of her firm breasts.

-Oh, she is - Olo'eyktan murmured low, still pushing deep into her - Isn't it right tìyawn? You didn't even let me get up in the morning. Such a desperate little creature.

The woman whimpered, running her hands over her sweat-soaked body, closing her eyes and still moving, trying to come up with a sober enough answer, but she was too drunk with lust.

-I needed to be full - she confessed between the hiccups of moans, looking after a moment at both lovers with half-closed eyelids, almost crying - I hate feeling empty and my body was aching so much - she announced, falling on Jake's torso.

Men just glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, leading silent, wordless conversation among themselves, but Y/n was too overwhelmed by the feelings filling her to notice.

-What hurts the most, baby? - Sully asked caringly, his fingers imperceptibly gliding along her spine, right between her bum.

Instead of answering, the woman only let out a soft whine, hiding in the broad arms of the clan leader, suddenly needing the warmth he could offer but when the man's fingers behind her got dangerously close to her other hole, she was flooded with a new wave of desire. Moaning loudly, she tilted her head back, involuntarily trying to push the black-haired man's fingertips into herself.

Jake grabbed the nape of her neck, pulling her trembling body back to him.

-I'll make you so full baby girl , so full - he purred into her ear, teasing her tight ring of muscles.

Hand that had rested on her neck suddenly moved to her swollen breasts, which cried out for a little attention from both lovers. His hand movements were synchronized, each movement made at the bottom was repeated at the top and vice versa. After a while, Tonowari began to assault her sensitive nipples, feeling how with every movement of his thumb or tongue the walls of her womanhood tightened impossibly tighter on him.

Y/n felt the tension inside her grow, each next move was more brutal than the last, robbing her of her senses. All that was left was a shell filled with lust.

All her muscles let go.

Jake pushed two fingers into her other opening and pressed his palm against her flesh, while at the same time the clan chief's sucking mouth made the white fluid flow from her breasts, so sweet and eagerly awaited by hungry men.

-Oh! - young woman squealed, feeling the weight from her chest leave her, giving way to sweet pleasure.

Both men sucked hard on her nipples, growling softly under their breaths as the indescribable taste of milk hit their tongues, it was beyond addictive. Everything about it was so sinful, dirty, and obscene but so very good at the same time.

-Mmm baby girl, you taste so good - Jake murmured into her skin, his hands gliding along her spine, stopping at her firm asscheecks, which he parted.

-Such sweet dessert you are - added Tonowari, kissing the area around her breasts, yet not staying far from the source, squeezing her nipple with his fingertips, watching the ambrosia for his palate flow from her body.

Even though it was imminent, she was still half-prepared as Jake oriented his manhood in the right direction before he entered her in one firm and hard motion, filling her to the brim. Her mouth opened ,and all sorts of pleasure sounds spilled out of her throat as she felt him deep inside her, fighting with her second lover's member for space, filling her so much that pleasure started mix with pain.

Those in response began a slow and sensual rhythm with their loins, still maltreating her breasts, causing her small blackouts of consciousness.

Sounds of moans, grunts, growls,and skin-to-skin contact spread around. Lovers were drowned in each other ,feeling of pleasure has never been so great, so addictive and unethical, so...good.

-I can't...I can't - Y/n whimpered, running her fingers through the both man's hair, twining the dark strands around her fingers, tugging on them from time to time.

-You can tìyawn. I know you can - Tonowari whispered tenderly into her ear, kissing the corner of her mouth , and because of that she could have feel the taste of her milk on her tongue.

-Come on baby girl, I need to feel you cumming - Jake growled, biting her jaw lightly - I know you want it too, so give it to us. Now.

Overpowering pleasure took over their bodies. Woman's femininity trembled with the intensity of her orgasm, leaving behind a wet stain on both lovers' thighs.

Breathing heavily, the two men snuggled into her hot body, touching her sensually, rubbing her silk-soft skin. They didn't know how much time had passed, but Tonowari and Jake only recovered when the body above them began to move.

Y/n, even though exhausted, straightened up as much as her strength allowed, catching two swollen breasts in her small hands, from which white substance was still flowing, her fingers tightening on the thick flesh, making more milk flow out of it.

Her misty eyes and the hungry growl of two large men were promise. A promise so shameless and sinful that she couldn't wait to see what would happen to her.

*tìyawn - love

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[vidavalor]

"Help may come from an unexpected quarter."

We can take apart all of God's intro to Good Omens in 1.01 at some point if people continue to be into my word nerdy posts but I want to look at just one part of it right now-- the end of the horoscope-- and how it applies to S2 in a way that I think helps to explain The Final Fifteen. That part is:

Help may come from an unexpected quarter:

A coming is an arrival. Gabriel's unexpected arrival is the start of S2 and 2.01 is entitled "The Arrival." One of the meanings of a quarter is that it is a coin-- specifically, that it is American money worth 25 cents. There is not a British monetary equivalent to the quarter-- just as that, if we go by accents, there is only one "American" angel in a sea of "British" ones and that "American" angel is, of course, Gabriel.

The quarter is the coin inserted to play a song on an American jukebox. Gabriel's miracle of a constant state of "Everyday" on The Resurrectionist Pub's jukebox makes him basically a never-ending roll of eternal quarters. So, in this way, Gabriel is the unexpected quarter, right?

So, let's keep going with this and see what we can dig out of the words in the end of the horoscope that God read to us in 1.01 that might relate to what going on in 2.06...

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. "Hired help"/"The help" can refer to both to those who clean and to those who cater...

...and also to assistant shopkeepers, in general, whose goal is to try to be as helpful as possible:

Remember how the opening shot of Good Omens in 1.01 is the word WAR but then it expands out and shows us that we were looking at the word WAR within the word WARNING? This tells us that, right from the get-go, the show suggests that we take a close look at its language-- in particular, the roots of words. How they evolved, their histories and how they are related to other words aka their etymologies.

Our first rule of language in GO, per the opening of the show, is to always look for words within other words-- which I'm sure Anthony J. "(d)awning of a new age" Crowley would also suggest is always a fun idea. There can be a lot of deeper meaning in this but there also can just be a ton of humor as well. Case in point:

😂 UneX-PECted QuARTer:

More seriously now, though...

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. Hell: From the Old English and the Dutch hel...

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. Our unexpected quarter is Gabriel. The Metatron makes Gabriel a fallen angel, causing Gabriel to make a run for it, and starting a series of events that lead to Hell coming for Aziraphale:

Help may come from an unexpected quarter:

Maggie: Well, I'm going to my shop to sleep behind the counter... unless you need some help.

Nina: *asks Maggie to go get her 27 different kinds of milk/creamer, all of which come in... quart containers*...which Maggie does. When she returns, Nina and Maggie make the coffee ordered by "The Metatron," which would have been unable to be made without the quart of oat milk.

Help may come from an unexpected quarter...

Homophony: Quarter/Courter.

Courter: A suitor; one who courts. Like The (Apparent) Big Floating Head who shows up with a body for the first time that we've seen-- in a suit-- and courts Aziraphale at Marguerite's... the same place where Crowley was trying to have a date with Aziraphale the day before. All of which was kicked into motion by The Metatron casting Gabriel down-- and taking from Gabriel his signature, much-beloved suit (and leaving him in his "birthday suit" as a result.)

Making Crowley an angel again would undermine the entire Heaven/Hell system. All the demons would want to challenge their own status because if Crowley could, why couldn't they? It would actually cause it all to collapse and there's no way The Metatron would ever allow that... which is a big clue that this ain't The Metatron:

Aziraphale's being courted by The Devil.

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. A quarter of an hour is, as we know, 15 minutes. (God also referred to "almost a quarter of an hour" earlier in her opening monologue in 1.01 before saying "unexpected quarter" later on during it, which I take as a suggestion to always look at the multiple meanings of words in the show.)

The unexpected quarter of an hour = The Final 15 of 2.06. Crowley & Aziraphale fade away from the final splitscreen during the credits at just about Minute 52, I believe. Fifteen minutes prior to that is the moment that Aziraphale leaves the bookshop with "The Metatron" aka Satan:

Help may come from an unexpected quarter...

The unexpected twist-- and realization-- for Aziraphale of: "We call it 'The Second Coming'."

Note also what we said about come meaning arrival earlier... If 2.01 started with an episode called "The Arrival" and featured Gabriel coming to and arriving at the bookshop, if what is said here is to be believed and there is a "Second Coming" that is coming... then someone is going to end up like 2.01 Gabriel.... only, 2.01 Gabriel was the Supreme Archangel when he was cast down, which is what kept him from being sent to Hell. Aziraphale has no such political power.

Help may (and Help may) come from an unexpected quarter:

God sent unexpected quarter Gabriel as help-- speaking through him to remind Aziraphale of Job and of when God said, in Bildad's summary: "Satan and his diabolical ministers may destroy everything Job owns, no questions asked. Hugs and kisses, God."

God wanted Aziraphale to remember when She let Satan take what supposedly belonged to Job and Sitis as a test and he and Crowley worked together to stop it. She wanted him to remember when he thought he'd fall for thwarting her but She couldn't have been prouder because Job and Sitis were not the only ones really being tested-- Crowley and Aziraphale were. They did the right thing and they protected each other and the innocents around them in the process. That is what they should have been doing in S2 in the present.

Aziraphale did not heed the warning, though, so God stood aside and let it be that Help may come from an unexpected quarter as a result...

A quarter = 1/4th. Aziraphale's four, interwoven rings in the magic shop in 1941 that take out the house of cards from the bottom, symbolizing he and Crowley and Gabriel and Beez, who are going to take out the Heaven/Hell system. A quarter of our Ineffable Quartet, then, is Crowley. He is the most unexpected quarter there is when it comes to Aziraphale falling to Hell and Hell comes for Aziraphale with Crowley's help but against his will:

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. The paralleling and foreshadowing of Crowley dragged to Hell in front of the Gabriel statue in 1827, leaving Aziraphale on his own for a time. Sets up the reverse of that at the end of 2.06.

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. A quarter is a coin, like the sixpence and the farthing were in 1941. In "a blink of an eye", only one of the coins remained-- the farthing had vanished. The farthing is decorated with a wren. The coin with the little bird on it is the one that disappears, foreshadowing "no nightingales."

In 1941, the coin trick led to the magic shop... which led to The Bullet Catch... which led to a different representative of Hell coming for Crowley and Aziraphale and arriving at a different door, after Aziraphale had persuaded Crowley to perform a different type of dance with him in public... Furfur at the dressing room door paralleling "The Metatron" at the bookshop door. Crowley sitting to the side both times; some confusion, at first, over who the visitor is...

...but help may come from an unexpected quarter and it did for Crowley in 1941 because Aziraphale actually is a pretty decent magician and he saved the photo from Furfur (and so saved both of them) the same way that he does his coin tricks.

From the line preceding 'help may come from an unexpected quarter': You may be vulnerable to stomach upsets today...

Vulnerable: In a position to be attacked or harmed. Now, split it up: Vul. Ner. Able. (or A Ble.) Also contains: Vu and Rab.

Vul (in Czech): Both an ox and an idiot. "You idiot! We could have been us." Aziraphale, you're being tempted for real by The Actual Devil this time...

Vu: French for "seen," as in deja vu, which means "already seen" and describes the feeling of having lived through the present once already before. No one is recognizing the being at the bookshop door for who he really is. Also, we've seen these conflicts before-- this is Aziraphale's same daily round of negative thought cycles. At the center of those thought cycles...

Rab: Homophone for Rabb: Term used in Arabic to refer to God as "lord" or "master." The Voice of God may be The Lord and Master of Language on Good Omens but She doesn't actually want anyone to live in her name. She's trying to get them all to go live like whales already.

Ble (in French): Wheat. It is, technically, a fruit that is cultivated as grain. In Hebrew, wheat is referred to as khitah, which is a pun on the word khet, which means sin. The wheat berry has the same fruit structure as an apple, which is one of the reasons why it has been theorized by some humans to be what it was that Adam and Eve ate in The Garden of Eden that led to their fall. Interesting that falling is being mentioned, no?

Ner (in Swedish): Down; headed in a downward direction. Well, that's a great sign... 😂

Ner (in Old Irish): A boar, which is a wild pig. See: Grice, mentioned by Muriel. (A separate meta on Grice is linked at bottom of this meta.) Boar is a homophone for Bore and Boor. Bore is the root word of bored, which is for one of the reasons Crowley said in 2.01 why Aziraphale might call him and is also a Crowley euphemism for horny (see: other meta linked at the bottom of this meta.) A boor is an insensitive person.

Able: To be capable-- to have the power, means, skills and opportunity to do something. Aziraphale is capable of being a boor and of being tempted and of sin and of heading in a downward direction. He is also Able: clever, intelligent, adept... which he will need to get out of the mess he's gotten himself into.

Also: Able: Evolved from the Latin words habere and habilis, meaning, respectively: to hold and handy. (See: below gif. TW for The Kiss TM)... and also: "What's that lovely human expression? Hold that thought!"

Stomach: Originated, in part, from the Greek stoma, meaning mouth. Yeah, 2.06 brought some mouth-related upset for Crowley and Aziraphale (and us lol)... just a bit...

Stomach upset/Upset stomach: Something which causes you to have trouble eating. An upset stomach is probably the best possible way to refer to a temporary Crowley & Aziraphale breakup since food = sex in Ineffable Husbands Speak. For more on that, see: er... honestly... most of my blog lol.

Upsets = Upsets. Some upsets over what's Up. Flip it around, though, and it's... Set Ups. Up = Heaven and it's all a Hellish set up. Aziraphale has been... what's that lovely American expression?

This upset is also a setup and a setup? Is a trap. The Hastur-Aziraphale paralleling doesn't end with their clothes/hair:

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. There are four locations present at the end of 2.06: The Elevator (in motion), Heaven, Earth, a and Hell. We've left Earth, gotten into the elevator, and the button pressed was Heaven, so... the unexpected quarter that may come in S3 is Hell.

But, also in S3...

Help may come from an unexpected quarter. Post-fly, there's two of them, so, unexpected quarter now = Ineffable Bureaucracy.

Grice meta:

Bored/Board meta:

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[sister-lucifer]

HEY, YOU

Yes, you!

Do YOU like the idea of a gay polyamorous romance taking place in a fantastical medieval setting?

then you might like my upcoming original written series, Royal Courting!

Featuring the following cast of characters:

Lucian Hensley

A fair skinned, pudgy baker standing at about 5’4 with hazel-green eyes and a thatch of dirty blond hair that falls in thick curls around his freckled face. He’s usually wearing his beloved handmade crocheted sweater, the same color as his eyes, despite the wear and tear it’s received over the years. Nothing he wears is particularly fancy, but it’s all very well loved and cared for.

Though he’s not ashamed of the weight he’s gained from the years of sampling his own baked goods, he’s easily flustered by any sort of comments on his physical appearance, regardless of how mild, possibly related to his gender identity as a transgender man. He’s humble and incredibly kind, sometimes to a fault. 

King Ambrose Verlice of Divestia

A dark skinned, slim man standing at about 5’7 with sharp brown eyes and a slightly effeminate nature about him. His dark hair is done together in thick locs so impossibly long they nearly brush the floor, decorated with gold cuffs and never less than perfectly maintained. He’s always wrapped in white and gold with jewelry to match. Any one of his outfits is worth more than every house Lucian has ever lived in combined.

He commands respect from all who lay eyes upon him, but knows how to use a gentle hand. It’s easy to get caught up in his flowery language, but beneath the purple prose and irresistible urge to flirt is a genuine heart of gold. 

Tobias Silva

A toned man of Colombian descent with tan skin standing at about 5’9, with brown eyes and curly brown hair that’s cut short and shaved underneath, but left longer on top, still allowing a few curly strands to fall over his face. He’s got a foxy way about him and always has a smug, closed-lipped grin on his face that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners and dimples form in his warm cheeks.

He tends to keep his armor rather minimal to maximize his speed, but he’s got daggers hidden just about everywhere one can hide daggers on their person. If he’s being quiet, he’s probably busy scheming with his colleague and friendly rival, Rex. 

Rex Theroux 

Rex is a tall, pale, transgender man standing at about 6’1 with downturned blue eyes and shoulder length, golden-blond hair that curls a bit at the ends and is usually drawn into a loose, low ponytail that often leaves strands hanging around the sides of his head. Contrary to Tobias, he keeps his muscular form clad in armor at all times.

He’s the stoic tank of the duo, and proud of it. He’s completely mute and has never spoken a word to Tobias nor his king, but communicates with both Divestian sign language and his own unique methods. The only time anyone even sees his mouth is when he eats, as it’s usually covered with a neck gaiter. The scars that litter his limbs and body show his impossible resilience, but no one has ever heard the stories behind them.

When Tobias and Rex stop in at Lucian’s humble bakery, they’re completely amazed both by what they taste, and the man they see behind the counter. When a batch of these baked goods reaches king Ambrose, he demands to see the wonderful artisan who created them, and Lucian’s simple life is thrown into a whirlwind when he receives an official summon from his majesty himself.

Are you interested? Stick around! Chapter one of Royal Courting: Summoned By The King is in progress now! You can find the Royal Courting masterlist (among others) in my pinned post!

If you like this idea, please reblog! It’s free, takes two seconds, and helps spread my ideas to more people!

You can find me on AO3 as Sister_Lucifer; everything here is cross posted there!

dividers by @cafekitsune

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[eldesperadont]

hello and welcome to the start of my rough Despe/Hiromu recap essay! I'll go over their history in relation to one another. A big reason for this recap is to explain my fascination with the 10+ year long history of these characters, and why I, a queer person, is so drawn to it — this post will include links, spoilers and cover the first 9 years of their careers. If you have corrections or additional infos pls DM me!!

egg, (2010-2012)

Hiromu Takahashi and El Desperado started their pro wrestling training around the same time in NJPWs dojo – both passing NJPW's entry exam in 2009 and training for roughly a year till they officially debuted in 2010.

Desperado in March under his real name, Mikami Kyōsuke, and Hiromu later in August. And here we already have some key moments:

Takahashi's professional debut was a singles match against Mikami. (its on YouTube btw)

Despe's first ever singles victory was defeating Hiromu in said debut match.

Mikami is older and ahead of Takahashi, going on to have an impressive winning record over Hiromu, who only managed to get a sole victory over Despe during their time together as students. (two if you count in a dark match)

Hiromu genuinely struggled a lot as a Young Lion (dojo trainee), having been close to giving up on wrestling if it weren’t for main roster wrestler Tetsuya Naito, who took him under his wing.

So yeah starting off Despe had the upper hand.

This part of their career is the hardest to research given that 1.) the language barrier was way higher a decade ago, 2.) there straight up is barely any footage. So instead, I want to explain the emotional importance of the NJPW dojo background:

The time as Young Lions in NJPW is kayfabe canon. These guys are rivals but also teammates, live and train together, fight with/and each other, cheer each other on in their bouts with the seniors, carry each other to the back when they once again got beaten – these guys are close, they have to, it's them against the world.

And that is the case for pretty much all the homegrown NJPW talent. This system provides feuds with an emotional core; why would someone who was that close be so cruel to each other now? What turns brothers, best friends, partners into enemies? So much room for juicy rivalries with a real weight behind it, after all we watched these guys grow and learn, saw their highs and lows.

Also on a less serious note it's simply amusing to watch old stuff and see two guys that will be bitter rivals, who’s matches will get praise and awards - tag together in mostly fruitless efforts, stumble behind the curtain together and be so clueless about all the greatness they’ll achieve one day thanks to each others hard work.

Young Lions my beloved <3

oceans apart, (2012-2016)

As is custom with most Young Lions both went on excursion: Mikami graduating first, in 2012, and working in Mexico for a year as "Namajague" - Hiromu leaving Japan the year Desperado debuts on the New Japan main roster, in 2014, touring in Mexico and the US as "Kamaitachi" till August 2016.

Both worked in CMLL as heels, as is custom for foreign trainees, starting as masked wrestlers, loosing them in a stipulation match, and also getting their hair shaved at some point.

Here you have unmasked Namajague, who went on to rock a half facepaint look and had half of his hair bleached (in 2014, a trendsetter)

and here you got a young unmasked Kamaitachi (yes he was in a team with Christopher Daniels and Frankie Kazarian in RoH)

These are the years Mikami and Hiromu don’t interact in canon, but in an 2020 interview Desperado confessed that he kept an eye on Takahashi during the latter's excursion, cause of his success in Middle/North America and spectacular matches with Dragon Lee.

Love confessions, (May - June 2018)

Their rivalry was fully rekindled in the “Best of the Super Juniors 25” tournament, so let’s set the scene:

Takahashi’s successful: having won the most important championship for their weight division in his first year on the main roster. He’s beloved by fans and critics and a valuable member of his mentor's faction, Los Ingobernables de Japon.

El Desperado is struggling: unsuccessfully having fought for singles titles several times in the last couple of years. His only championship victories so far having been in the tag division, after joining Suzuki-gun, a shady group that tolerates him, but not without hurdles. The masked man debuted in 2013 as a cheerful honourable guy, but by now he was just a bitter, sinister bastard.

They will have their first singles meeting in 6 years, and their first on the main roster.

They are winking and nodding towards the fact that Desperado already has several wins over the younger guy, but do not address who Despy really is - officially Mikami Kyōsuke hasn’t wrestled in New Japan ever since he left for Mexico.

Leading up to the BOSJ Hiromu made a booklet in which he describes all of his possible opponents, Desperado's page is kept blank at first, but later Takahashi adds “I know who you are, and I hate you.”

Despy wants to impress Hiromu. He was one half of the IWGP Jr. Tag champs at that point and took both belts with him to the ring - he's also wearing a special mask, that is mostly white, a colour Japanese wrestlers tend to only wear on special occasions/in big matches.

A lot has changed since they last fought 1 on 1 - except one thing: Hiromu cannot beat Desperado.

Both didn’t shy away from using dirty tricks, but in the end Despy has the upper hand once more. As his opponent lays defeated in the ring the masked menace has this to say:

(postmatch promo) (the match)

Hiromu will go on to win the tournament and IWGP Jr. Heavyweight belt from Will Ospreay at the 2018 Dominion show, but the loss to his fellow former Young Lion means that the latter has the right to challenge him, and so he does, in this now infamous promo.

please watch the whole thing: link

(funfact, this happened the same night Kenny won the IWGP Heavyweight Title with Ibushi in his corner, the gays were EATING that day, in pride month no less)

Leading up to their confrontation Hiromu would post a video on his twitter playing the 'love me/not' flower game, landing on "he loves me" - which promptly makes him eat the flower in frustration

On the day of their match, June 18 2018, he brings Desperado a present:

A bouquet in a guitar case, a cruel call back to Desperados main roster debut back in early 2014: after Kota Ibushi won the IWGP Jr. Heavyweight belt at Wrestle Kingdom 8 a masked stranger approached the ring with a guitar case, revealing it to carry a bouquet of black roses for the freshly crowned champ (who was a lil confused by the whole situation)

It was the start of Despes unsuccessful run as a face and partnership with Ibushi (which you can read as the first man he tried to pursue).

The masked lad wasn't that fond of Hiromu bringing back old memories.

Their match is an all out war, both using underhanded tactics to keep the other one down, including Hiromu unmasking Despy, who shockingly doesn’t care at all - which is a huge deal, I'm going to quote Japanese NJPW commentator Milano here because he said it best:

“To a masked wrestler that’s your identity. It’s everything. But Desperado has it ripped off and then just puts it on like he was fixing his necktie. He was saying that this very essence of himself wasn’t as important as Hiromu or the belt." (translation by Chris Charlton)

But in the end Hiromu is victorious, finally ending his losing streak. After the match he has some interesting things to say:

(postmatch promo) (the match)

Life’s a b*tch. (mid 2018 - late 2019)

Hiromu's next title defence is in August 2018 in the USA against Dragon Lee, a match I still haven't been able to watch and probably never will. Due to a messed up move from his opponent, Hiromu lands hard on his neck, breaking it in the process. He somehow managed to finish the match but collapsed backstage, immediately being rushed to a hospital.

In the documentary RED HEADED REVIVAL Hiromu shared that he knew right away that something was wrong – he saw his life flash before his eyes and feared that this is the end of his career, but he decided against stopping the fight:

It took Hiromu over a year to fully recover.

That wasn't the only unfortunate incident though: in spring of 2019 Desperado broke his jaw in a deathmatch against his idol Jun Kasai. The timing couldn't have been worse: the highly anticipated BOSJ Tournament for that year being just about to start. Despe had to withdraw mere days before its opening.

Neither of them would make a return till late 2019. And their next actual confrontation wouldn’t be till 2020.

It was a sad time to be a fan of either - with Hiromu we didn't know till his return if he will even be able to wrestle again. And with Despy we had to witness fans being unnecessarily rude to him, ridiculing him about doing a deathmatch in the first place, eventho the injury could have occurred in any type of match. (if I remember correctly, Desperado even deleted his twitter due to the fan backlash)

BUT I'm gonna end this post on a good note:

1.) Despy's return marked the start of a new era for him:

He wasn't gonna apologise, he broke his jaw, so what? Shit happens. He wasn't going to pretend that the situation didn't happen either tho, hell - Despe returned in a shirt covered in blood spots, making direct references to the match he got injured in. (sth he talked about in this video) And his mask? Dons a fractured jawbone now, the cracks filled in with gold - reminiscent of kintsugi, a Japanese method for repairing broken ceramics with a special lacquer mixed with gold, silver, or platinum. The philosophy behind the technique is to recognize the history of the object and to visibly incorporate the repair into the new piece instead of disguising it.

2.) Hiromu wasn't giving up on his way of life either, making a spectacular return - the best was yet to come. Individually and together/against each other.

Stay tuned for the next part, that will absolutely also take me ages to finally put out, I'm apologising in advance,, anyways thx bye!! <3 👹🐱

#el desperado #hiromu takahashi #percht.txt #wrestling thoughts tm #🐱👹 #njpw #desperomu #namajague #kamaitachi #mikami kyosuke

[jeffdrawssometimes]

mm postgame hcs. extended info under cut. (some are slightly dark, so heads up)

Knight (Hornet went with the most neutral name possible)

-Loves the cold & by extension Kingdoms Edge -Fears the void & the Shade Lord -Fights in the colosseum for soul to sustain themselves -Deeply shameful of their existence but desperately craves admiration & affection -Very slow to regain mobility. But a blink in the eye of them & their immortality spent in the temple. -Communicates in sign language. The Radiance 'gave' them a throat & mouth, but it sealed as they healed. -Horribly scarred & permanently lost half their body mass to the Radiance.

Lace (We don't really know a lot about her, so this is just tiny details)

-Very much not a natural bug. -Horrifyingly attractive by bug standards. Close to the Uncanny valley. -Glows a pale gold ambient light. -Big into wedding motifs. (Kind of canon due to the bells & roses in Pharloom) -Has no mouth & emanates sound from her horn hat headdress thing. Voice like a million bells from a long distance.

Hornet (This doesn't capture half the thoughts I have about her btw)

-Immortal unless directly killed. Dealing with it poorly & has an ongoing existential crisis in relation to her semi-divinity. -Slightly corrupted by void by being in extended contact with the Pale King's void-related experiments. Only made her body pitch black & ice cold. -Big, buff, hairy tarantula & can easily intimidate mortal bugs with little effort. Also has the most toxic venom in Hallownest. (excluding the orange infection juice) -Deeply resentful & regretful of her role in the preservation of the stasis of Deepnest & Hallownest. The final death of Herrah was the tipping point where she decided to assist Ghost to end Hallownest & kill the Radiance. -Can partially see into the dream realm, enough for its inhabitants to hurt her, but not enough to do anything. She saw the Radiance during Ghost's battle & was nearly mortally wounded by Her. It was fairly traumatic on her body & mind.

Grimm (fucked up bat thing my beloved)

-Separate consciousness from the Nightmare Heart, but heavily influenced by its will. Not malevolent, but seeking to preserve his god by any means possible. Same Consciousness is preserved throughout the cycles. -The Nightmare King is the Heart's projection of itself in Grimm's mind & is kind of the final confirmation of the ritual when it is defeated. Its defeat kills the current incarnation of Grimm & brings the next Grimmchild to Troupe Master status. -The Grimmchild starts as sewn-together parts of perished mortal Grimm Troupe members & with a mindless, feral brain. As the ritual progresses, Grimmchild's body morphs into a more effective vessel for the Troupe Master's mind. -Very polite & courteous to those who like his ritual; physically & verbally roasts anyone who doesn't -Thinks that Hallownest is by far the most interesting dead kingdom the Troupe's visited. - Would like to find Hornet in Pharloom.

Damn that was a lot. These are just my hcs but i have thought too much about these freaky bugs.

#hollow knight #hk #hollow knight hornet #hornet #the hollow knight #hollow knight grimm #hk grimm #troupe master grimm #hollow knight fanart #hk headcanons #jeffdraws

[sugar-glaze-donut]

Hiiiii i loveeee your writing sooo much.

Can i request a headcanon of Aruji-sama who is always seen completely shut their eyes.

because they feels their eyes was weird or something like that,turns out they have very beautiful eyes when they accidentally opened their eyes

maybe their eyes was like Athanasia de Alger Obelia from who Made me a princess :D

Sorry if my grammar is strange, English is not my first language:')

Hello anon! I absolutely love your idea! I don't read manhwa very often, but I understand where you're going :D

Aruji-sama always has their eyes closed (like our beloved doctor, Lucas 🍷) was actually an idea I had in mind a while ago, so I'm really happy someone has the same thoughts as me!

Also don't worry about your grammar! I admire the fact that you're trying your best to learn English as a second language <3

Unfortunately, I don't read manhwa so I don't know who Athanasia is, so I hope it's ok if Aruji-sama in this world has ruby red eyes like Muu! (They also wear colour contacts on some occasions!)

Now without further ado, let me show you my headcanons of an Aruji-sama who is insecure of their eyes~

⚠️Warnings!⚠️- Probably OOC Berrien, Angst near the end with fluff and a whole ass fanfic at the end written by yours truly :3 {headcanons + mini story under the cut!}

Arrival

When you first came to the palace, everyone thought it was weird that you always had your eyes closed.

Sure, they have Lucas, but it's not like he has his eyes closed when he does his experiments or when he's fighting angels.

The butlers didn't question you, of course, thinking it might be something related to your family traditions or culture from your world.

But Muu... oh yes, our beloved cat butler asked you. He couldn't help it! His curiosity got the best of him, and he wanted to do anything to help you.

By the first few chapters of Episode 1, only Muu knows your insecurities and troubles about your eyes (or so you thought). He knows that you constantly want to open your eyes to see the beauty of the world, but you struggle to get past your insecurities and in the end, fail to do so.

From that moment on, Muu decided that he would be your trusty guide feline! Whenever you go to parties or town, imagine him walking by your side hissing at any stranger who seems to have ill intentions to you.

Or just carry him around like how the evil stepmother from Cinderella does and he'll tell you directions.

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Random townsfolk 🧍: Hey! Master of the Devil Butlers! Come here-

Muu 🐾: *insert snarling sounds* GRR >:(

Random townsfolk🧍: EEEEEKKKKK! GET YOUR FUCKING CAT YOU-

Aruji-sama ❤️: *eyes closed with a soft smile* Don't worry, Muu doesn't bite (๑^ᗜ^๑)

Muu 🐾: *snarls even more*

Random townsfolk🧍: YES HE DOES!

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From your perspective

Your first instinct was to tightly shut your eyes when you heard Berrien's voice when waking up. (he saw your eyes but he didn't question it, since colourful eyes are pretty common in the Akuneko world)

You don't remember putting your colour contacts in, so you had to rely on your hearing and "Instincts" to know what's happening. Taking small peeks at the butler's clothes and listening carefully to their voices wasn't much of a hassle. You were used to it after all.

You weren't able to see any of the butler's faces though. As it would mean making eye contact with them, and you don't want to do that for now - (This is important later near the end of this post! <3)

Everything went smoothly until Muu decided to ask about your eyes. It was to be expected, so you told him. And WOWZA, WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT! MUU ALSO HAS UNIQUE EYES!

Now you and Muu bond over the fact that you both have the same eye colour.

Like in the "Arrival" paragraph above, Muu will be your guide feline and you carry him around everywhere at parties like another set of eyes.

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A servant at the party🤵🏻: Pardon me, but this party does not allow pets

Aruji-sama❤️: Oh? Oh no, Muu is my other pair of eyes.

Servant🤵🏻: huh-

Aruji-sama❤️: I cannot see without my eyes... so I have Muu as a replacement for my eyes *places a hand on their forehead like a damsel in distress*

Servant🤵🏻: ...why is every noble I meet so weird?

(you and Muu have a lot of fun creeping out the nobles)

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Reveal

...and of course, time for the big reveal! Hurray!

At this point, let's say that you were able to retrieve your colour contacts from your world, and started using them in the Akuenko world.

It could end up in one of these two scenarios. Both depending whether or not you have your colour contacts on.

The first one is when you DO have your colour contacts on. A scenario where Berrien confronts you about your eyes. Since he was the first person to "see" your eyes without the colour contacts when you first arrived (as said in the "From your perspective" headcanons above). He probably thought it was weird that your eyes were a completely different colour than it was before.

The second scenario is when you DON'T have your colour contacts. This is when you and some other butlers run into some angels or are ambushed by townsfolk. You need to open your eyes to dodge, don't you? Or to even express your emotions!

Imagine the butlers (apart from Berrien if he accompanies you, but that'll lead to the first scenario) being confused as hell!

(in this part, I will only do the first scenario. I might do the second scenario if someone wants me to do it ;))

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Scenario 1 - Answers & Acceptance

"Pardon me, Aruji-sama..." You turned around to see Berrien at the doorway of your room carrying a tea set for 2, and some pastries. He walked further into the room, his head low and facial features slightly tense. "I hope you don't mind me intruding but, I would like to ask you something."

You blinked a couple of times before tilting your head, welcoming Berrien to sit down on the chair next to you (But he obviously refused, due to "complicated butler and master boundary manners").

"Is something the matter? If something's troubling you I'll try my best to help." You felt the air becoming tenser, especially when the only sound was Berrien pouring tea into your teacup.

"Oh no, it's none of that Aruji-sama." Berrien passed you your teacup filled with hot tea. "Please don't take any offence to this but..."

He hesitated. Was this truly the best time to ask? He was curious about the fact that your eyes once shone a beautiful ruby red, turned into an entirely different colour. He was curious about why you constantly had your eyes closed on the first few weeks of arriving at the mansion. He was curious about why Muu suddenly became protective over you.

He was simply curious.

'No Berrien. It's just a simple question! Surely Aruji-sama will forgive me...' Berrien thought as he gripped his gloved hands tightly behind his back. 'But... there must be a reason, no? I shouldn't over-cross Aruji-sama's boundaries! They should tell us of their condition when they're comfortable-..."

He eventually gave in to his curiosity.

"...were your eyes always this colour?"

You flinched at that, which wasn't Berrien's expected reaction from you.

"O-oh my, what do you mean?" you craned your neck to look at your teacup to avoid Berrien's gaze. The reflection of your eyes... no, your colour contacts stared back at you in the shimmering liquid.

"I- It's not that your eyes aren't beautiful! Believe me, your eyes are magnificent!" Berrien felt saddened even by looking at your guilt-ridden face. "I just... remember seeing your eyes in a beautiful shade of red when you first came to the palace."

...

Beautiful. That was a word you heard often.

But it never paired up with the word "eyes"

A monstrosity, they used to call you. A monster, a demon, a villain. All because of your ruby red eyes.

They would all say

"A villain like you should never have a happy ending."

If only you could change your eye colour...

And so you did. By wearing colour contacts with the colour society deemed "normal", you were able to blend in perfectly.

Not up until... now

Long story short, you wore a suspicious ring, got yeeted into another world, got into a mess of Angels V.S. Devils V.S. Townsfolk, and found a newly acquired friend where you bonded over having the same eye colour.

For once, you genuinely felt like you lit in.

After a while, you were able to return to your world. You frantically searched for your colour contacts and rushed to return to the other world.

The moment you stepped into the palace with your newly acquired colour contacts to surprise your butlers, you saw them.

Their beautiful, vibrant eyes. Each of them has different colours. Amber, soft pink, heck some of them had mixed eye colours!

It made you jealous really. Being able to show your eyes without being judged...

If only you knew about their colourful eyes, you would've shown up one day with your eyes fully open.

But now you can't. You lied to them about your eyes. You don't want them to hate you for lying.

But as of the moment now...

"I just... remember seeing your eyes in a beautiful shade of red when you first came to the palace."

What is this feeling? Sadness? Guilt? Shock?

No, no... this must be relief, a feeling you've longed for all these years...

...

"You... you think my eyes are... beautiful?" your voice wavered, and tears threatened to spill into your tea

"Aruji-sama?" Berrien squeaked in surprise and rushed beside you. "Please don't cry! There's no need to be ashamed of them, I think they are beautiful!"

"really...?"

"I am very sure, and I believe the others will love them too."

Your sniffles stopped, but not completely as you looked up.

"You're not mad that I lied to you?"

"Oh stars, I will never be mad at you Aruji-sama. It is our job to make you feel welcome here in the palace. No matter what form you take, we butlers will forever love you"

You started to cry again, but this time, you didn't seem sad.

"Thank you" you managed to say between sobs, and gave Berrien a big smile.

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🍩Side note for anon: Hii anon! Sorry that it took me so long to complete this. (THIS REQUEST WAS FROM LAST YEAR AND I STILL HAVE SOME REQUEST PILED UP IN MY INBOX 😭). I hope you liked the little story I added at the end :3🍩

Last edited - March 4th 2024 {Please let me know if there are any typos in this post, and I will fix them right away!}

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#akuneko #devil butler with black cat #aknk #あくねこ #devil butler and black cat #悪魔執事と黒い猫 #devil butler with black cat x reader #glaze asks 🍩 #glaze anons 🕶

[romchat]

My Journey to You Ep. 12 visuals: Love in blue

Ok, I'm not really a color theory girlie, BUT when a character suddenly changes up their outfits that's something I like to pay attention to. Gong Shangjue has always been portrayed in somber black and suddenly he's dressed in blue for his little lantern date with his assassin fiancée who also happens to frequently dress in blue?

Oh, it's so on, production design team.

But first, let's take a moment to relive this banger of a scene.

The sexual tension between these two makes me absolutely feral. This slow burn is what enemies-to-lovers should always aspire to.

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Well, shit. I saw that jaw clench, Shangjue. Sorry, can't offer any substantive commentary. Still recovering.

Moving on...

Something I didn't really notice until this episode was how blue-toned Shangjue and Qian's scenes are in comparison to Gong Ziyu and Yun Weishan's scenes.

It's reflected in the costumes, with Ziyu and Weishan often wearing warmer colors with more exuberant gold embroidery and trimmings. It's reflected in the lighting with their scenes more reliant on the warmth of ambient lighting while Shangjue and Qian's are often shot with cooler natural light. It's also present in the set design, with Shangjue and Qian's scenes (especially those shot together) consistently involving or happening by water, which reminds me of the Chinese poem:

Drops of water can break through stone [if given long enough].

In other words, "soft" strategies can eventually make headway in difficult challenges—in this case, Qian's clever use of care to crack through Shangjue's personal defenses. And probably vice versa in the future.

Also, note how both scenes above start with the camera panning and tilting up from the blue of the water before focusing on the two characters. The camera crew for My Journey to You use a surprising amount of movement in their shots so I'm going to pay more attention to how they introduce and conclude scenes from here on out.

Of course, Shangjue's new blue outfit (and the warm blue of the pond landscape) is immediately noticeable given how starkly monochromatic and cold most of their scenes have been up until this point. Wearing the same color is a costume representation of their growing closeness. This dinner date is yet another unexpected peace offering from Shangjue, possibly his response to Qian's earlier question of "Isn't it good to be cared about?" (And correct me if I'm wrong but I think it's also the first time he actually gives Qian something rather than a few insights into his psyche. He and Ziyu have very different love languages lol)

But from the loaded dialogue it's clear that neither are overcome by the unnamed growing attraction between them, and I expect the blue that visually represents their relationship to return to a cooler tone by the next episode. They're still playing cat-and-mouse with each other, just with sexier vibes.

(Side note: Ryan Cheng is so good here. The way he relaxes and tenses his body, the smooth transition between microexpressions as the two characters dance between interrogation and half-truths. Ah, to be hot and talented. Can't relate.)

Finally--and I'm pretty sure I'm reaching but it's my tumblr so why the hell not--I want to talk about Gong Yuanzhi's costuming. Something I immediately noticed about Yuanzhi's character is how his closet is probably the most diverse of the main cast. Unlike other characters who tend to wear variations of the same fabrics, his outfits use different textures and colors. He wears a lot of black like his beloved cousin but also blues, silvers, whites, and now in Episode 12 green. I wonder if his lack of commitment to one color story is an indication of how his alliance with Shangjue will shift in the future, especially if Shangjue ever allows his attraction to Qian to cloud his judgment about either Yuanzhi's loyalty or what is in the best interest of the Gong clan.

Episode 12 definitely felt like a transitional episode that is meant to drop clues and kickstart a bunch of plot threads so I'm excited to see how those threads converge or diverge from these color stories if at all.

#my journey to you #云之羽 #cdrama #ryan cheng #set design #costume design #god I hope I don't become a color conspiracy theoriest #meta

[lenskyq]

People who are only familiar with the show, and do not read "Fire and Blood" even in a short content, may call Jacaerys boring against the background of Aegon and Aemond. I don't care because I know it's not true. My prince is awesome.

The House of the Dragon decided to give more depth to Aemond by prescribing him as someone who studies history, philosophy, art, martial skills, trains day by day, speaks Valyrian perfectly in between his manic laughter when he chases his fourteen-year-old nephew on a dragon in a thunderstorm, but the truth is that this little corresponds to his bookish character. I don't want to offend the show!Aemond, because the show has greatly changed the personality of many characters (including Rhaenyra and Alicent), and people can love the show versions of the characters. This is normal, I don't want to hurt anyone in this regard. Only all these qualities that they gave to Aemond (huge knowledge and training) would be more suitable for the Jacaerys character. So it's funny to me when I see how people who love show!Aemond for these traits, criticizes Jacaerys as boring.

Book!Aemond is different in that he is one-eyed, he hates Strong, he had a beloved witch, he ruled the kingdom when Aegon was seriously injured, he was very cruel and vindictive, he had the largest and oldest dragon, but it's not about studying all those things that show studied!Aemond, who was heavily whitewashed and idealized, you know. His only real fight (not on a dragon) was against an old man.

But Jacaerys? This Targaryen managed to gain authority and respect, despite his dubious origin (which is not so unambiguous in the books). He was considered a worthy man and heir to the Iron Throne even before he turned fifteen. He's the one who made alliances during the Dragon Dance, he's the one who struck up a strong friendship with Cregan Stark (cough you know, until D&D got close to the universe and turned House Stark into ungrateful xenophobes cough), so much so that Cregan fought against the Greens even after the death of Rhaenyra (and after that you want to say that the role of Jacaerys is insignificant? His friendship and alliance with Cregan is literally what decided the final outcome of the Dance). He's the one who suggested the idea of riding dragons (in the series, it was given to Daemon. And yes, in the end this idea came out sideways, but at first it gave Black a huge advantage in the war). He is the one who said that he and Lucerys should go as messengers themselves, because "dragons are more convincing than ravens" (no, it's not Jacaerys' fault that Lucerys died. I say this in that case, because I know that some blame in Aemond's vindictive actions even Rhaenyra, who allowed her sons to be messengers). And yes, this idea of his also had enormous consequences, because Cregan.

This is enough for Jacaerys not to be boring as a character. He played a huge role in this whole story and who was really interesting. And his dragons-related idea demonstrates him as a true Targaryen.

Considering all this, it was more appropriate for Jacaerys as a character than for Aemond to "study art, philosophy, history, train day by day", etc., to confirm his position, which was questioned by some due to rumors about his origin. It works more with the character of the book!Jacaerys than with the character book!Aemond, that's why some feel that Jacaerys has been robbed in favor of Aemond. I will clarify that this is not necessarily the case, and that you can leave characteristic show!Aemond, without harming the strong qualities of Jacaerys as a character.

A small remark about Valyrian: The fact that show!Jacaerys is diligently trying to learn the language shows him from a worthy side and reveals him more as a character. But do you really believe that Rhaenyra's son (we all love Milly Alcock's Valyrian) wouldn't know the language, that Rhaenyra and Daemon wouldn't teach Jacaerys this? I'm already silent about the fact that Rhaenyra and Damon themselves often communicate with each other in Valyrian, so what's the point that Jacaerys, whose mother is Rhaenyra and stepfather is Daemon, is just learning to speak Valyrian at his age and it's difficult for him to do this? Jacaerys grew up with native speakers who communicate with each other in Valyrian. unlike, by the way, the sons of Alicent, because according to the show, Viserys was emotionally detached from his second family, and the other people in their environment are Alicent, Otto and Criston, none of whom knows Valyrian. I mean, it's obvious that it's much more likely that the children of Rhaenyra will be good at Valyrian, and not the children of Alicent, if the show decides to contrast them in this regard. Again, I don't deny that show!Aemond could learn Valyrian on his own and I'm not saying that he couldn't succeed in this (this is what happened in the show), but when we are shown Jacaerys speaking Valyrian poorly, it is perceived as Jacaerys being robbed and belittled in order to elevate Aemond. Because even if it wasn't the motive of the show, then I'm sure the fandom will still use it as an argument to say that Targaryens-Hightowers are better than Targaryens-Velaryons.

And also in the books it was not that Jacaerys was weak compared to Aemond, that Jacaerys' blow did not cause any damage to Aemond, except for his smug smirk of a sexy pirate, after which he threw Jacaerys to the floor with a dismissive movement of his hand as if he were nothing. This is a moment that can also be unpleasantly perceived by fans of Black and specifically Jacaerys, because the books described the fight of the Targaryens-Velaryons princes with the Targaryens-Hightowers princes without the context that one of them was humiliated and "lowered" during this fight, but the show decided to do otherwise. And if this makes people feel an unpleasant aftertaste and bitterness, then know that this is justified.

In conclusion, I want to say that I do not forbid people to love Targaryens-Hightowers. if the characters, whoever they are, arouse people's interest, love and positive emotions, that's good. sometimes love and the study of characters is what helps people to stay in difficult periods of their lives. it's frustrating when the characters you love are belittled for the sake of other characters. but exactly what I said is probably the main reason I wrote this post. many people in the fandom belittle Jacaerys and Lucerys for the sake of Aemond and Aegon, calling them boring and otherwise showing their disdain or even hatred for them so that Aemond and Aegon look more interesting characters against their background. but this is not so, Jacaerys is one of the main participants of the Dance, the crown Prince after his mother Rhaenyra and he has many interesting features. he is a priori not a boring character. and there are many reasons why this character arouses sympathy and interest, why he has his own fans.

#house of the dragon #hotd #jacaerys targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #prince jacaerys #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #fandom wars

[yournextflame]

Lost echoes of English translation

So here I want to discuss what was lost in translation of Marika’s echoes. English is not my native language and my grammar is quite terrible, but I hope result will be comprehensible enough to understand.

Let's start with the echoes from the Church of Pilgrimage and Third Church of Marika. They are extremely important to the narrative as they are explaining the origin of Tarnished, a reason behind Godfrey’s banishment, how the grace works and Marika’s goals. Sadly, they are often overlooked and English translation did them no favor.

My Lord, and thy warriors. I divest each of thee of thy grace. With thine eyes dimmed, ye will be driven from the Lands Between. Ye will wage war in a land afar, where ye will live, and die. Well? Perhaps that might serve you in lieu of a maiden's guidance.

Then, after thy death, I will give back what I once claimed. Return to the Lands Between, wage war, and brandish the Elden Ring. Grow strong in the face of death. Warriors of my lord. Lord Godfrey.

The choice of pronounce is interesting. Marika referers to Godfrey as お前 “omae” ( 我が王よ、王の戦士たちよ。お前たちから、祝福を奪う), a derogatory form of “you” in Japanese, this pronoun is widely considered rude and usually used for inferiors or enemies (”omae wa mou shindeiru” meme). In some cases it’s used by teenagers or family members (by the head of the household), however, in pre-Edo Japan “omae” was actually a polite form of you. Notably, she calls Tarnished omaetachi, plural and a bit more polite form of omae.

But both Radagon and Godfrey are “omae”. She doesn’t value one over another, she uses for Godfrey the same prounonce as she uses for Radagon when she calls him a dog instead of leal hound in JP. In the end they are her tools and treated as such.

A bit of offtopic, but I noticed the raise of “poor Marika was forced by the Greater Will to banish her beloved Godfrey for his ties with the Crucible Knights” and I just can’t.

Not only Godfrey’s banishment is temporary, but Godfrey couldn’t be exiled for his close relations with Crucible Knights because Crucible Knights themselves weren’t exiled in the first place. They are still in Leyndell, no one of them was sent away with Tarnished. Some of them abandoned their duty after the Shattering, but nothing in lore suggests that they were ostracized by the higher ups. Various decriptions are mentioning that Gelmir soldiers rebelled against Rykard, Cuckoo’s Knights turned their backs against Rennala, Carian Knights followed Miquella, but nowhere it is mentioned that Crucible Knights were banished from Leyndell forces.

Back on the rails.

Really didn't like the choice of translation here.  赴くままにエルデンリングを掲げるがよい was translated as “brandish the Elden Ring”, not only EN misses  赴くままに “following this way” part, which is quite important since we are talking about Elden Ring, an object which shape dictates laws of reality, and 掲げる is nowhere as offensive as “brandish”, it’s “to raise up” or “to put up”. The same verb is used for the description of Dectus Medallion (２つの割符を合わせ、掲げること) and what are we doing with it? We are raising halves of the Medallion and mending them together. 

 - Marika never wanted to give up on the Elden Ring, a creation of the Greater Will (Elden Stars: It is said that long ago, the Greater Will sent a golden star bearing a beast into the Lands Between, which would later become the Elden Ring)

 - she expected that Elden Ring will be repaired in the end and in a certain manner (if you look at the grace before Godfrey’s bossfight the grace claims Tarnished as a target. I assume she wouldn't want Tarnished to win because Tarnished has a freedom of choice in the end - 3 different mending runes, Age of Stars, Frenzied Flame, unlike Godfrey who will do exactly what she wants)

 - she lowkey hints that she is going to shatter the Elden Ring by saying that it should be mended for some reason in the future

I guess that “with thine eyes dimmed, ye will be driven from the Lands Between” is what make some people think that Godfrey and Tarnished were exiled by the third party because EN uses passive verb “will be driven”, while in JP it’s clear that Marika herself dimmed the eyes of Godfey and Tarnished and sent them away そして、その瞳が色褪せたとき、狭間の地を追���する. Marika never speaks about her actions in passive form, she is always in charge and controls the situation. “I will banish you from the Lands Between” instead of vague “will be driven” (presumably by someone else).

tl;dr: Godfrey’s exile isn’t a punishment, it’s a part of Marika’s machinations. She wants to create an army of the strong, immortal warriors for her future plans.

Just to be clear, in this post I’m talking about goals that are mentioned/estabilished in dialogues or descriptions. I’ll try to keep at bay theories and headcanons.

What Marika wanted before she got locked in the Erdtree:

 - to create Tarnished

 - to shatter Elden Ring/repair it again

 - Tarnished were supposed to slaughter demigods and a god. (Your kind are meant to challenge them. To slay them. The demigods. And their a god/ Use my masterpiece to slay a god.That is all that I have lived for. And my promise to Q-queen Marika. - master Hewg) It’s never specified, who is a god in question - Marika/Radagon, Elden Beast or any of ascended Empyreans. It’s worth noting that Tarnished mission doesn’t revolve about killing only a god, demigods, Marika’s children and faravaway descendants, should be killed too. 

What Marika wanted after she got locked in the Erdtree (questionable):

 -  set the Erdtree aflame and burn the impenetrable thorns

I put this one in questionable category because there is no direct confirmation that Melina is Marika’s daughter/collaborator, even though eveything screams about it. However, I believe that Melina was created in response of Radagon blocking the Erdtree with his rune:

(while browsing Melina’s dialogues I’ve found something interesting, Melina refers a person, who blocked the Erdtree (Radagon) as a “husk of a self” in JP or “husk of Erdtree’s being” in EN, which almost confirms my old theory that “Radagon of the Golden Order” we are fighting is animated corpses, this is why he doesn’t speak, use magic or drop the remembrance)

The consequences of the placement of this rune on the Erdtree are outstanding to at least and deserves their own post, here I want to mention the most basic one: it leads to the destruction of the Golden Order.

The Golden Order was created by confining Destined Death. Thus, this new Order will be one of Death restored (Mending rune of Death Prince)

I also can’t get over the comedy of Morgott religiously protecting Erdtree for centuries because he naively believes that Erdtree blocked itself (The Erdtree wards off all who deign approach) without knowledge that Erdtree is blocked by Radagon.

And this rune sends Two Fingers into “404: The Greater Will not found” mode until the end of the game. Also, the sealing of the Erdtree is contradicting with Radagon’s attempt to mend the Elden Ring, but it’s an offtopic.

Let’s talk about echoes again, here is a line from “leal hound” speech in Queen’s bedchamber. 

O Radagon, leal hound of the Golden Order. Thou'rt yet to become me. Thou'rt yet to become a god. Let us be shattered, both. Mine other self

さあ、共に砕けようぞ！我が半身よ！

Come, let’s shatter together. My half-body!*

Direct translation is half-body, but 半身” used by native Japanese speakers talking about the D twins, “other half” or “other self” still works. But the most notorious change is that it’s another example when Marika uses passive “let us be shattered in EN”, while in JP she invites Radagon to join her. I’m genuinely fed up with “Radagon was sent to control Marika” plague of headcanons, there is nothing that suggests his control over her at least from Marika’s POV. It’s the opposite, he is “omae”, Marika’s subordinate, he is  黄金律の犬よ, a dog of the Golden Order, her dog, considering that she is a god of the Golden Order. She doesn’t hide from him that she is going to shatter 砕けよ the Elden Ring, even more so, she approaches him about her plans and expects that he will participate or more like obey her order.

(”dog” in a major insult in many Eastern countries, for example in Genshin Impact it’s censored in chat)

お前はま��、私ではない。まだ、神ではない。

This quote (you’re not yet me, you're not yet a god) is pretty much the same in JP, but I’ve found it’s interesting that Marika calls Radagon half-body, but doesn’t consider him as a god. “Gods” in Elden Ring are vessels of the outer gods or the Elden Ring, in the end we can see Elden Ring in Radagon’s body, he became a god, but prior to it he was a half-body and not yet a god. It’s confuding, yes. Him not being a vessel of the Elden Ring implies that he had physical autonomy and was separate from Marika, however, she calls him a half-body.

Hear me, demigods. My children beloved. Make of thyselves that which you desire. Be it a lord. Be it a god. But should ye fail to become aught at all, ye will be forsaken. Amounting only to sacrifices…

I was surprised to find out how many people in Western fandom view this quote as a motivational speech. In Chinese and Japanese there is no way to read this quote as something positive, Marika doesn’t aspire her children to become something (ie “follow your dreams”) like a caring mother or gives them a freedom of choice, she limits their options to “Elden a lord” and “a god” 王であれ、神であれ, very specific positions in Elden Ring verse. Even then she has an army of Tarnished with a task to wage war on the Lands Between and a smith, who was cursed to forge a weapon against demigods and gods. Makes me wonder if she encourages her children to fight each other on purpose, following good old “divide and conquer” rule.

(However, she doesn’t reinforce them to become Elden lord)

To be fair, EN ignored もう “soon”, so maybe she expected that the strongest demigods are going to succeed her as a god/elden lord, but they failed and she decided to become a god once again. (Remember that before the Shattering Two Fingers began to pick new Empyreans to replace her?)

Wait, didn’t Marika discovered dark secrets of the Golden Order? Isn’t Erdtree is a parasite that syphons souls to the alien invader the Greater Will? Isn’t Marika  a savior from an evil cosmic horror?

Greattree doesn’t exist. 

The Greater Will... granted souls.

…すべては、大きなひとつから、分かたれた 分かたれ、産まれ、心を持った

けれどそれは、大いなる意志の過ちだった だから、戻さなくてはならない

All that there was divided from the One Great. Divided, born and given heart. But it was a mistake of the Greater Will (Hyetta)

(Seriously, what’s up with EN constantly describing something without involvement of the subject of sentence? EN sounds like “fractures and births” happened without the Greater Will, it completely misses the point of the conflict between the Greater Will and the Frenzied Flame, the followers of the latter believe that creation of individuality, disparity and kokoro was a mistake because it’s the root of the suffering. It’s a a reference to Gnosticism)

Okay, here is a famous echo from Minor Erdtree Church:

I declare mine intent, to search the depths of the Golden Order. Through understanding of the proper way, our faith, our grace, is increased. Those blissful early days of blind belief are long past. My comrades; why must ye falter?

“depth of the Golden Order” isn’t a thing as well,  黄金律の探究を、ここに宣言する Marika does a research of the Golden Order, but in a less formal way. 

JP: あるべき正しさを知ることが、我らの信仰を、祝福を強くする

Marikas promises that she will increase the grace of the people, who will follow the right way, while in EN “the grace will be increased” (by whom?) English translation and removal of Marika’s agency, name more iconic duo. She basically encourages her comrades to follow her teachings, she is a religious leader, a god after all. While without a context this quote may sound like something motivational (see: “children beloved”), you should remember that the Golden Order founding rule is “there is no god but Marika” and her religion was becoming more and more fanatical over the course of history to the point when incantation book of Two Fingers became a heresy. The blissful early days weren’t half as bad. 

I’m not going deny that in way this quote sounds like Marika has certain doubts about the Golden Order, but the thing is that the Golden Order is her creation and in the end it’s just one many Orders that can be created with the power of the Elden Ring. The Greater Will isn’t representative of the Golden Order, it’s about Order in a more broad sense. 

Even Marika understands the difference:

The Erdtree governs all. The choice is thine. Become one with the Order. Or divest thyself of it. To wallow at the fringes; a powerless upstart

我らの律の一部となるか？それとも律の外にあり・・・

Genuinely speaking, I have no idea, who she refers in that quote from Grand Lift of Dectus, but maybe it doesn’t matter. She tries to estabilish(?) political alliance, if you can call it one, considering that she is talking from a position of power. EN creates an illusion of freedom (”The choice is thine”), while in JP this quote reads more like: “Join our Order or die in the ditch”, where she views Order as the source of her power.

And the last one, the echo from the First Church of Marika:

Hark, brave warriors. Hark, my lord Godfrey. We commend your deeds. Guidance has delivered ye through ordeal to the place ye stand. Put the giants to the sword and confine the flame atop the mount. Let a new epoch begin. An epoch glistening with life. Brandish the Elden Ring, for the Age of the Erdtree!

導きに従い、よくここまで戦ってくれた

EN is at it again, “you followed my guidance” instead of someone else’s guidance. Marika leads her army by her own volition, EN makes it sounds like she was ordered to do it.

エルデンリングを掲げ、我ら黄金樹の時代を！

The first echo in chronological order mirrors the echo from the Church of Pilgrimage, Marika uses “raise Elden Ring” when she leads her army to fight the Fire Giants and eventually estabilish the age of the Erdtree; she uses the same wording when she sends Tarnished far away with a goal to return them back, fight and raise Elden Ring (again). 

In this one and a previous echo the Golden Order isn’t mentioned, I assume that it wasn’t estabilished during war on Giants.

Here are my final observations:

The overall tone is very different, in JP Marika speaks like warlord from medieval Japan, she is a military dictator, who bosses everyone around her. EN refined her speech pattern like a lot, it added flowery old English, which is not bad in terms of autentic fantasy atmosphere, but often portrays her like a passive bystander or a subject of someone else’s actions. Is this the reason behind fandom’s obsession of turning Marika into innocent damsel in distress, who was oppressed in fifty different ways? I mean, I can’t say that EN translation is bad, it has a different purpose than 1:1 accuracy, but in terms of lore and characters portrayal it’s quite questionable. 

Well, it’s over, if you read this, thank you and sorry for my grammar again. I hope it was helpful.

P.S. Thank you @subterranean-subalternsmall for pointing that “半身” used by native japanese speakers talking about the D twins, “other half” or “other self” is still a way to call Radagon

#elden ring #marika #queen marika #radagon #godfrey #morgott #melina #elden ring lore #lore theories #tarnished #longread #JP

[a-dogboys-sweet-lovers]

I got inspired by the last post I reblogged here, so:

Our blorbos of choice (well my choice here) helping your s/i in a case of sensory overload, specifically sound related overload 💕

Venti himself is indifferent to any level of noise at this point of his life, having worked and had fun in loud taverns for quite a while, but he completely understands how noise can be overwhelming. He'll cheerfully and casually exuse you two from the loud gathering, making sure to keep people from interacting with you and to help you navigate towards a more quiet space once you tell him you're overloaded (or he notices it himself if you've been together for a while). Once you're in a safer environment, he'll probably leave you alone to destress and come to your senses, of course, not before making it clear that you can call him anytime if you need something (he won't be going far away, most likely idling outside your room).

Though Kazuha prefers peace and quiet of nature to loud gatherings and places and is sensitive to sounds himself, having to exhaust his sharp senses when there's too much input, he still ends up going to festivals and other social events to spend time with his more social friends, bringing his beloved as a plus one, of course. You two have a sort of a buddy system, making sure to check up on each other's level of comfort throughout the gathering to quickly leave if one of you has begun to grow tired or uncomfortable. If there are fireworks involved, he ensures your safety, bringing spare ear plugs in case you forget yours and covering your ears over the ear plugs, more as a comforting gesture than anything else, because he's very gentle about it, not putting too much pressure on your head, but you're grateful all the same. And if you go nonverbal or prefer to leave your plugs in, he always has a sketchbook on his person where you two can write messages to each other in case you need something.

Layla is prone to sensory overloads herself, especially at times of peak stress, so she knows the situation all too well. Early in your relationship, she gifts you a pair of noise-cancelling headphones that she commissioned from a certain acquaitance of hers, and you two talk through what to do if any of you gets a sensory overload. You two use a basic form of sign language to sign basic messages in case you go nonverbal, like "yes/no", "go away", "stay", "let's leave" and so on. If she switches during an overload, it becomes your and other-Layla's priority to find a safe place where their body can collapse for a switch back. After every stressful event or case of sensory overload you two have a "nap session", where you two lie down on the sofa for a while, cuddling or not but close to each other nonetheless, and you can just read or nap in each other's proximity, recharging from whatever exhausted you.

#genshin x reader #kazuha #venti #layla #kazuha × reader #venti × reader #layla × reader #f/o × s/i #can be read as romantic or platonic tbh

[jacevelaryonswife]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤNSFW ALPHABET | ABCDEFGHIJ

This was requested by anon and was really challenging. Also, the reader is Fem!Targ, but, there are no mentions of her appearance, it’s quite neutral actually.

warnings: mentions of sex (course), explicit sexual content, don’t read if you’re a underage. English is not my first language.

jacaerys velaryon masterlist

A - Aftercare

There is an unspoken need for closeness, but shown by Jace once you've fully satisfied each other. He usually brings you to his chest, but he may also hug you from behind or snuggle against your breasts while making sure you're okay and that you like what happened. He likes to plant kisses over your face, head, and shoulder when a comfortable silence prevails between you and precedes sleep. Being protective and gentle in any way, it would come as no surprise that your beloved prince would be such a gentleman after making you come so well.

B - Body

If you think that any part of your body will be neglected by him, you’re totally wrong. He showers you with kisses, licks and bites, so devoted and sweet to satisfy you. Jace treats you with complete devotion, enjoying hearing your sweet moans and watching you squirm beneath him. When you're done, a thin layer of sweat usually covers his torso and your breasts, deliciously shiny, he doesn't tell you but he loves to see your skin subtly glow. The image of him worn by your side, with messy hair and uneven breathing is also a vision for you.

C - Cum

Usually Jace ends up inside your core, but nothing turns him on more than coming into your mouth. His eyes don't leave your face as you take him into your mouth in a sensual rhythm that can be slow or fucking fast. A trigger is activated when he feels you swallowing his seed and he comes even harder, leaving a loud moan that echoes through the room. As for you, nothing pleases him anymore when he makes you squeeze his member hard before the hot explosion takes over your body. If he comes first, he'll crouch pleasantly between your legs and finish the job like a man hungry and in love with you. When you make him cum with your hand, his eyes enlarge the image of his seed running down your body, it’s too much and he simple flies on your lips verocity.

D - Dirty secret

While he likes to take charge of any situation, there's nothing that makes him so hard when you command him in bed. When your hands tugged at his hair as your body paced the collision between your wet womanhood and his hard cock, he could swear your image was as heavenly and powerful as a goddess. But to the same extent that he loves to be commanded, he loves to command. Damn, he loves to see you beg and moan and know that he is the reason for this, he loves to have so much power over the situation.

E - Experience

It's no mystery that Jace isn't the most experienced of men. While it might seem tempting to touch a lady's soft skin, the prince inhibited the temptation to indulge himself before marriage. The main reason that keeps him away from intimate relations with a woman is the possibility of fathering a bastard and further curse his life. If you are experienced, he will gladly accept to be guided. If you're a maiden, he'll take over and try to reassure you—even if he's nervous himself.

He'll try to follow the hints and murmurs he's heard about the act, plus the book he once read (he's not proud of it) about copulation.

F - Frequency

Jace is not sexually dependent and doesn't like it when sex interferes with his royal activities, but like every young man discovering sex life and as things get better between you, oh, the frequency becomes greater. When it becomes pleasurable for you, every night you roll around in bed like a couple of rabbits in desperate need of each other. Don't be surprised when you repeat the act again in a relatively short time, as I said, young and excited.

G - Goofy

The prince is quite focused when he is on four walls. He's not a blank slate, but he's not a comedian, he can tease you and make you smile sometimes, especially the first few times to break the ice present in your recent relationship. Jace is very passionate and delivered to the moment, and he makes a point of showing it with every sensual thrust that his manhood gives you.

H - Hands

Jace's hands roam all over your body. They hold your face in a sloppy kiss, bring your waist close, grope your breasts delicately, squeeze your ass, snake your stomach and deliciously press the pearl between your legs. Once he discovers the pleasure his hands can bring you, your pretending prince doesn't stop. Jace loves it when you use your hands (which will be covered in the letter M) and leave burning marks on his back and chest. He needs to be touched by you.

I - Intimacy

The intimacy in your relationship is built gradually. Jace is quite easy to love and get along with, he's cute, sweet, and protective. Intimacy in sex is growing as a ladder, the more confidence and passion increases between you the more intimate sex becomes. The initial disinhibition and embarrassment fade eventually, although it may take time.

J - Jealousy

Jace isn't as jealous, but he can become when he notices an indecent or insistent look in your way, or when his uncles make inappropriate comments about your sex life. That night he fucks more willingly, it's not rude, but it's strong enough to make you scream when it comes hard and hot on his cock. He holds you close the entire sex, never looking away from yours as he tries his best to last longer than usual. He holds your waist tightly as he thrusts into you at a breakneck, delicious pace. You really love when he gets jealous.

Part two - M/Z

#jacaerys velaryon x you #jacaerys imagine #jacaerys velaryon headcanons #jacaerys velaryon smut #jacaerys x reader #prince jacaerys #jacaerys velaryon x reader #jacaerys #hotd jacaerys #jace velaryon x you #jace velaryon x reader #jace velaryon

[mystery-salad]

Good Timezones. Completely random question about Redwood. Do Redwood's children physically differ from pale tree sylvari and if yes in what way?

Good timezones Oz!

Redwood's children are different yes, all 3 of my trees have unique children! So for funsies I'll put all 3 here~ 3 for 1 bonus day in the ask box for a beloved mutual 💖

Just as Redwood (no pronouns just redwood or mother/father) is more animalistic in shape, Redwood's children are too. Redwood did not have any humans or major races to relate to, having grown deep within a forest in the far north before Jormag was vanquished and the land could be reclaimed by the norn. Instead the children take after the wildlife of the land, much more varied than the sylvari are. Some are quadrupedal, some have wings, all of them mix traits of various animals like chimeras. Not all are capable of human speech, but others have learned the languages of the forests and their inhabitants. Large fangs/beaks and claws, leaves that have morphed to function as fur or feathers, are all very much the norm. As the norn return they build a partnership of sorts, communicating verbally or through understanding and kinship with the animals around them. They also do not Dream, this tree was fortunate enough to land so far from Mordremoth's call that only a few children who wandered too far were pulled to the jungle. They can all access the root network of trees though, almost like a singular tree colony, to pass messages to Redwood or each other if the target is also near the same root network.

(My tag for Redwood, '#Redwood mother', also has info on redwood's avatar)

The other two I know I've talked less about significantly, but I've talked about the child of one a few times! Ty Lluan, my harpyvari, comes from a tree that drifted on the winds all the way to Dzalana, a land teeming with harpies. The Winding Tree's (he/him) branches as they grew were woven into a wondrous nest that grew to a thriving hub for both his own children and harpies seeking shelter during journeys as well. And naturally his children have all taken on traits of the harpies. Large wings with feather-like leaves covering their bodies, lightweight bark strengthening their limbs without grounding them, long claws to latch onto sheer surfaces or grip the ground for quick takeoffs and landings. They're naturally exploration, spreading far outside of Dzalana to meet others. While they're cautious, they're less so than most harpies and they build kinship quite easily with others. Humans look a little silly they find, being so fatherless and bearing no other advantageous physical traits. They find it amusing that the Pale Tree based her children on such people! They also were largely beyond Mordremoth's reach, but the harpyvaris do have their own dream-like network known as the sisterhood to connect them, along with bonding them to some harpy communities that live within the boughs of their father.

The third tree I have is the Deep Tree (any pronouns but defaults to it/its). This one did not go far at all, but as Mordremoth released the seeds it fell through the cracks deep into the Tangled Depths. Below even where explorers would follow in later years, where only chak wander and harvest the ley energy of the earth. This tree, with no sunlight and no promise of rain touching its leaves, thrived on the chak who wandered too close to the leyline vein it rested upon. It grew carnivorous, relying on flesh to thrive and therefore its children would need better advantages in turn than photosynthesis. The children of this tree are made so carefully and lovingly, each one hand-crafted by the tree from excess materials gathered from the chak and digested up through the tree. They have much more solid, fleshy innards that give all of them a rich, deep jewel-tone to their coloration, covered by a very tough armor-like bark that is slightly translucent to increase the visibility of their glow for their siblings. They lack complex eyes, living in near-darkness and can see basic colors and shapes and heat, but can not make out anything too complicated or details. They can control how visible their blood is by pumping it up to the surface under their bark to communicate with each other, chittering as well to be heard and communicate. Their mouths are complex enough that they can form other complex languages if taught, but there will always be a clicking, sharp accent to them. They're sweet children, the tree functions as a hive-mind channeling all of its children's conversations and experiences through itself to increase the knowledge of all. If one child unfortunately finds a dangerous place none should follow, they will all know soon after and mourn their fallen sibling. As Mordremoth awoke and the tree felt the shackles wrapping around its children, it fully shut down. Called all of its children home before it was too late and closed its boughs around them, pulling their minds back to the network safe and trapped until the threat passed once more.

The Deep Tree's children are so naturally curious and born diplomats, though many would find them different abs therefore scary at a glance on the surface. It takes a long time for them to make connections and become known to the greater world around them, but some of the more adventurous do make it far enough to meet their cousins eventually. The surface is so bright they're functionally blind up there.

#dasozelotvonnebenan #redwood mother #winding father #deep parent #they sound like genders all lined up like that lmao #what gender are you redwood femme winding masc or deep nonbinary #gw2 #guild wars 2