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visualtaehyun · 1 month

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Names, particles, aliens and ghosts, oh my!

Disclaimer: not a native Thai speaker, still learning 🙏

Ongsa & Alpha

Last week's episode started with the trio talking about the sisters' names:

Nunnapat Ampornsopon /Nan-na-phat Am-phaawn-soh-phohn/ Matthayom 4, class 6 (=10th grade) English

While we see this, Tin tells us Alpha's name too:

Napatsanun Ampornsopon นภัสนันท์ อัมพรโสภณ /Na-phat-sa-nan Am-phaawn-soh-phohn/

Her and Ongsa's first names have the exact same two words in them, just switcheroo'd: นันท์ /nan/ = joy, happiness; นภัส /na phat/ = sky, heaven

-> Quick pronunciation lesson: The final consonant in นภัส /na phat/ is called ส เสือ /saw seuua/ (= lit. S like the word for tiger) but in final position it's pronounced as a /t/. In Alpha's name, that same letter gets reduplicated to better link นภัส /na phat/ and นันท์ /nan/ so we get Napat-sa-nun!

Their last name Ampornsopon contains: อัมพร /am phaawn/ = sky; โสภณ /soh phohn/ = beautiful

Aylin

Her club application form was only shown in a Next Break preview last week, not the actual scene, but I wanted to take a look at it anyway:

Application to join the Astronomy Club Name: Aylin Kueaahree Grade: Matthayom 4, class 1 (=10th grade) Hobbies: Communicating with aliens Goal in joining the club: Searching for a friend/friends

Aylin is her first name, her last name is เกื้ออารีย์ /geuua aa ree/: เกื้อ /geuua/ = to aid, do a favor, assist, lend a hand; อารีย์ /ah ree/ = kind, generous

We saw her name properly this week, too, in the document she hilariously designed, wrote up, and filled out by hand:

Permit for spending the night at S-TAR school Subject: Asking for permission to stay the night at school for the duration of 1 night To: Counselling homeroom teacher I, (young Mr./young Miss/Mr./Miss) Aylin Keuaahree, ID number 406123, student of Matthayom 4/1, need to stay over at school ... on the date of the 24th of the month of August in the year of 2566 (2023) from 20.00 o'clock until 06.00 o'clock. Please kindly take it into consideration. Respectfully yours Aylin Keuaahree (Miss Aylin Keuaahree) Student

I've mentioned before that the subs are a bit too generous and don't quite show how much Aylin limits her speech to the minimum she needs to get her point across. One thing that consistently gets subbed is how she differentiates between aliens and humans. But not every instance of human is the same. She does seem to differentiate between general observations about human behavior and specific humans she talks to, now even addressing them appropriately (albeit with the 'human' descriptor).

1) มนุษย์ครูใจร้าย /ma noot khruu jai raai/ = [You] are mean, teacher human. 2) มันเป็นหนทางที่เลี่ยนจะได้เจอเพื่อนนะ /man bpen hon thaang thee alien ja dai juuhr pheuuan na/

มนุษย์ชอบถามแปลก ๆ /ma noot chaawp thaam bplaaek bplaaek/ = Humans like to ask weird questions.

1) มนุษย์พี่เคยบอกเอง ว่าเรื่องที่เชื่อไม่ใช่เรื่องที่ไร้สาระ /ma noot phi koei baawk ehng - waa reuuang thee cheuua mai chai reuuang thee rai saa ra/ = [You] said so [your]self, senior human - that what [I] believe in isn't nonsense. 2) ทำไมมนุษย์ชอบกลับคำพูด /tham mai ma noot chaawp glap kham phuut/ = Why do humans like to go back on their word?

Luna, Mawin, and Ton

Thanks again, Tin, for helpfully giving us all the names lol:

Luna Lalita Chanthaboriboon ลูน่า ลลิตา จันทบริบูรณ์ /Luu-naa La-lee-dtaa Jan-tha-baw-ree-buun/

Luna is her nickname, her first name Lalita ลลิตา means pretty, charming, lovely, and her last name จันทบริบูรณ์ contains: จันท /jan tha/ from จันทร์ /jan/ = moon; บริบูรณ์ /baw ree buun/ = complete, full, perfect, abundant

พี่เป็นดวงจันทร์ต่างหาก /phi bpen duuang jan dtaang haak/

Moving on to the boys-

Mawin Kow(a)charoen มาวิน โค้วเจริญ /Maa-win Khoh(-wa)-ja-reern/ -> the added 'wa' would be for the same ease-of-pronunciation reason I explained earlier with Alpha's name

Mawin isn't a Thai name but his last name โค้วเจริญ consists of: โค้ว* likely from หมูโค้ว /moo khoh/? = a pork belly dish เจริญ /ja reern/ = the same as Charoen's name, meaning to pray/chant, to prosper, to thrive

Edit, addition by @recentadultburnout: Based on the usual pattern, the *โค้ว in the surname โค้วเจริญ is likely a Chinese surname that got incorporated into a Thai one. โค้ว is one of the top ten most used ones among Chinese surnames in Thailand. As for [his first name] มาวิน, while it was indeed not originally Thai, it did have a meaning—a borrowed word plus slang of sorts. A winner or to win.

Ton Thanakorn Khajornyoo ต้น ธนกร ขจรอยู่ /Dtohn Tha-na-gaawn Kha-jaawn-yuu/

His first name ธนกร /tha na gaawn/ = to create assets/capital; rich, wealthy His nickname Ton ต้น might stem haha from the plant (ต้น)ขจร /(dtohn) kha jaawn/, a type of vine. ต้น /dtohn/ is a prefix used for plants but it can also mean leader, chief, leading, beginning, etc. His last name ขจรอยู่ /kha jawn yuu/ = is spread/spreading, emanating, diffusing

An addendum about Ton

Last week, I wondered if maybe Ton was a closeted gay guy because of a handful of instances where AJ's delivery of the typically-female polite ending particles ค่ะ/คะ /kha/ sounded pretty sassy (and because he's Ongsa's ex aka the biggest lesbian under the sun lol). After episode three, I'm pretty sure he's just a huge flirt with everyone regardless of gender, he just adjusts his particle use (and also his height!) accordingly to sweet-talk them all:

1) ว่าไงครับสุดหล่อ /waa ngai khrap soot laaw/ -> ครับ /khrap/ = typically-male polite ending particle 2) แต่คุณแอลคะ /dtaae khun Al kha/ -> คะ /kha/ = typically-female polite ending particle

And since he finger-guns his way into the student council room, I think we all know now that he's bi

"Filth-eating spirit"

ใครจะไปล่าแสงกระสือกับพี่ต้นบ้างครับ /khrai ja bpai laa saaeng gra seuu gap phi Ton baang khrap/

If that sounds familiar to you, you either know your Thai ghosts or you've seen this or other movies like it:

Inhuman Kiss or แสงกระสือ /saaeng gra seuu/, starring Minnie Phantira, Oab Oabnithi and Great Sapol

A Krasue is a type of evil spirit that possesses women and, when going out to hunt, leaves the body behind to be a floating head with internal organs still attached. It's translated as 'filth-eating' because a Krasue is cursed to feed on blood, organs, carrion etc. Ton calls the mysterious green light แสงกระสือ /saaeng gra seuu/ (=light of a Krasue) because sightings of a Krasue usually report them looking like a floating red or green orb. In that regard, they're comparable to will-o'-the-wisps!

#23.5 degrees #23.5 spoilers #thai gl #aylinluna #viewjune #view benyapa #june wanwimol #ford arun #aj chayapol #euro thanaset #inhuman kiss #local woman harps on about linguistics #if you're wondering why i keep spelling it Tin instead of how the subs do it- i refuse to adhere to the nonsense 'h' they put in there!#his name may have a silent h at the end (ติณห์) but that doesn't mean it's needed at all in the romanization and i stand by that 😤

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riddles-n-games · 2 months

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Do you have any headcanons about averyjameson getting engaged when they're older?

Okay, let's get to business. In all honesty, I'm kind of not ready to think about them older and engaged and yet I literally have an idea for a fic with their first child. Here you go:

Jameson proposes in Tuscany when they're on a trip to Italy (don't know why, just feels right).

When he was planning for the ring he was going to get her, he asked Libby and Max for their input. They happily helped him create a list of things before heading off to a jeweler. At this point, he hadn't told any of his brothers he was planning to propose but he did have a talk of sorts with Nash at a previous 911.

Nan helped him look through designs in her collection and connected him with an old friend of his grandfather's that helped create some of the most valuable pieces for his grandmother. The final design of the engagement ring is an oval emerald on a gold band with some fancy engravings (elegant but simple as put by Max).

Once he had the ring, he finally confirmed to Nash that he was planning to propose but let him know to not say anything to Xander or Gray yet. His brother promised and gave him tips on how to approach Toby for his blessing since that was his next step.

Now, this part of the plan is delayed for several weeks as all confident Jameson for once in his life is not feeling confident and so, after drinking a shot of bourbon for a boost, he made his way to a diner to meet with his adopted uncle.

After some small talk, Toby made him cut to the chase and although he gave Jamie a hard time, he tells him that he has his blessing and that he's grown to be a better man than him or his grandfather. Jameson cries just a little on the way home but he tells himself that was just the wind biting at his face because it was cold.

Fast forward to him planning a summer trip for him and Avery in the Mediterranean and he's finally told his other brothers. They congratulate him and eagerly give him suggestions along with Libby and Maxine and soon they share a Pinterest board with all these plans and aesthetics. And soon, it's time to jet off to Italy.

With a week long affair, Jameson is both excited and dying on the inside. Avery is pretending to be none the wiser.

Before they left, he packed her an emerald green summer dress for the day of the proposal.

They have fun at the beach, go to Florence and Pisa, make funny poses at the Tower of Pisa, horseback riding at the winery, eat overly expensive gelato and cannolis, and consume as many pasta types at they dare (no, seriously, it was a dare; you guess).

Meanwhile, every day of the week, he goes to practice proposing in the bathroom mirror. His hands get clammier with each passing day as Friday comes near.

He calls Nash and Gray for reassurance to calm down. Unfortunately, he wanders the halls more restlessly at night with the ring in his pocket.

Finally, Friday arrives. No going back. He has the day set; another day in town, then a romantic wine dinner looking out over the mountains at sunset.

He tries his utmost to keep himself distracted from the evening ahead but hour after hour goes by and soon they're back at the house, washing up and getting ready for dinner.

While Avery is in the shower, he sneaks out the dress and puts it one the bed and writes "Wear me if you dare." on a piece of paper.

He leaves for the living room and practices his lines again as he waits for her.

After a long hour, she comes and they head out to the area he set up dinner. Of course, Avery has been suspicious this whole time but hasn't called Tahiti because she is certain he's going to finally break without her even asking.

She thanks him for the dress and kisses him on the cheek, secretly wondering what the special event is. Was it the special lady's intuition telling her that there was a ring coming out soon?

They talk and talk while they wine and dine on his grandfather's finest white wine. She is itching to ask but the pasta dinner is hitting that good. Jameson is barely able to eat dinner from being so nervous.

Just as she is about to make him spill the beans, he literally just shouts, "Marry me!" Avery is taken aback, her mouth wide open and for a long moment, she doesn't say anything as her boyfriend is staring at her panicked, realizing he messed up.

Before he could start hating himself, Avery literally dives into his arms without a word and hugs him. Confused, he hugs her back and they sit like that for a long moment, her on his lap. Then, she whispers, "Yes, Jamie. I'd love to marry you."

When she pulls back Jameson is staring at her in wonder and as he's about to reach for the ring, she kisses him. A bit dazed after the kiss, he's still holding the ring box unopened and she asks if she can open it. He nods and then lets her.

She starts crying when she sees the ring and he gently takes her hand, asking if he can put it on her. Avery just nods and holds out her shaky hand as Jameson tries to stop his own hand from trembling while he puts it on.

The two kiss again and then Avery decides to go run through the vineyard, Jameson chasing after her as she heads for the stable.

They go riding and then stop in the middle of the field, spinning in circles until out of nowhere, they just start swaying to invisible music.

They don't sleep a wink that night as they whisper excitedly the whole time until early morning when they finally are too tired.

Little do they know that Xander has planned an entire engagement party waiting for them when they return from Italy.

The last two days they travel for a weekend beach date.

That took everything I got to make this. Thanks for the request, I hope you enjoy reading this long ass list.

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eli-writes-sometimes · 19 days

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WIP INTRO - Five Man Band

GUESS WHO'S BACK???? It's been ages, but here I am with a new WIP for Camp NaN! Sorry I was gone for so long, but hopefully I can be a bit more regular with updates about this new WIP :D

Phoenix Hunter is different - labelled an Anomaly, their ability to shapeshift has always been a guilty secret. But when they are recruited to the Anomaly Rehabilitation Agency, a place that promises to train them to use their powers for the better, it feels almost too good to be true. Their suspicions are almost confirmed that once they meet their new team - a self-proclaimed "five man band", with only four disillusioned members left and one crucial member missing, leaving only an empty hole where she used to be - a hole that Phoenix is meant to fill. With a threat bigger than all of them approaching, can Phoenix gain their new team's trust in time to stop it?

Genre - urban fantasy/superhero-esque

Status - Drafting

WIP tag - #five man band

EDIT - there's also a playlist :D (if you look at my profile, there should be a couple of character ones too)

More info under the cut

Characters:

Phoenix Hunter

She/he/they

Shapeshifter

The POV character

Tag - #phoenix fmb

Riley Larson

He/they

Telekinetic

Team leader

Tag - #riley fmb

Niamh Quill

She/her

Mind control

Second-in-command

Tag - #niamh fmb

Kai Allen

He/him

Physically mutated - has wings

The team's smart guy

Tag - #kai fmb

Ash Delacroix

She/her

Pyrokinetic

The team's powerhouse

Tag - #ash fmb

Cover (I threw this together on canva in about ten minutes because i needed to put something on the nano website, don't judge me or my graphic design skills)

#eli doesnt write sometimes #five man band #wip intro #writbr #writers on tumblr #new wip

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whatisreggieshortfor · 1 year

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Parental Control

Based on the old MTV show. Nan doesn’t like Gary’s girlfriend, so she throws away her dislike for tv- just long enough to prove there’s a better match for him out there.

Huge thank you to @rebelrayne for springing this idea in my head. I couldn’t not do it.

Also tags to @csmicletters, @bypine, @lasswithumor for being awesome 💛

Gary’s nan sat at the table they put her at in the bakery, watching the line get longer and longer as it stretched out the door. The cameraman posted next to her, and the producers instructed her to talk about why she was doing this, “It’s pretty simple, sonny.” She grinned with a playful tenacity, “I know my boy isn’t happy. He isn’t some bloke that likes to argue every day about something as simple as what to eat. Gary wants someone he can have a laugh with, not someone that yells at him to swill his coffee so she can pretend to make out images in it.”

Nan had met Marisol first, the law student, gauging the girl’s habit of analyzing and trying to ask invasive questions that had just enough wording to play off. She wasn’t a fan.

Priya was polite, but so high end. No surprise she was a fashion designer. Nan wasn’t willing to risk Gary thinking he wasn’t good enough because he couldn’t afford to support a lifestyle of so many name brands, even if the girl made her own money.

Hope struck her as too serious. She seemed to have a playful edge, but still far too appropriate, which made sense as a CEO of a toy company, and Nan knew that Gary was too much a lad.

Nan was almost impressed with Chelsea, but with everything Nan said, the girl gasped and nearly shouted something about it belonging a cushion. She thought maybe interiors designers just never left their job at work.

But eventually, Nan finally found the two girls.

Hannah was exactly the type Gary’s Mum would’ve picked. She was sweet as a sugar cookie, smart as a whip, and a little romantic at heart. A novelist to be. Gary’s Mum would’ve adored her.

But Nan was more excited about Matilda- Matty. She had sat down, paper in hand, and before Nan could greet her the first thing out of her mouth was, “This seems like a lot just for someone to buy a pastry.” Nan had been amused, this girl sat in line and filled out the questionnaire because she thought it was the line for the cupcakes? Nan liked her.

Gary knew his nan didn’t like his girlfriend. He wasn’t an idiot. He’d been dating Lottie for less than a handful of months, and Nan was constantly turning into her silent ‘You know better than this’ mode when the blonde would start arguments over petty things, or how she would raise an eyebrow when Lottie went off on her tangents about tarot and tea leaves.

What he didn’t expect was Nan to ignore her mistrust of television people to reach out to a show herself. He wasn’t warned ahead of time, wasn’t even aware it was hinted at, but he turned up to Nan’s house one day to find a camera set up in the living room. “Nan?”

“Gareth!” She called happily as she entered the room, tea tray in hand as she offered a cup to the people working around the camera. Gary couldn’t miss Lottie’s sour expression if he tried. “Bout time you made it here, you bloody knobhead.”

His brow furrowed as he looked around the room, “What’s, uh, what’s this?”

“Hi!” A brunette man popped up beside him, “You must be Gary.”

“Yes?”

“Welcome to the show. I don’t know how familiar you are with it but-“

“What show?”

“Parental Control.” The man answers as if it was obvious, and Gary realized why Lottie looked pissed. He used to watch the show, and Nan had sat in on episodes with him while they heckled bad dates or wondered why the contestant would date someone their parents didn’t like. Gary didn’t realize Nan didn’t like Lottie that much. “Your nan has selected two dates for you today.”

“Nan, ya didn’t-“

“Course I did, boy.” She rolled her eyes, “I told you I don’t think this Lottie girl is good for you.”

“I’m right here, ya geezer.” Lottie curled his fists at her sides, glaring at the older woman.

“Good for you.” Nan scoffed before looking back at her grandson, “Just go on the dates, darling. Worst that can happen is that they don’t pan out. If you stick with Charlotte at the end, I’ll accept it.”

The producers let Gary and Lottie have a few minutes together, on camera, before the first date started, and she spent the whole time yelling and blaming him for the set up.

Nan rolled her eyes as they set up the camera to record the intro, “My name is Evelyn, though my friends call me Evie. I’m Gary’s nan, and I’ve helped raise my boy into the fine young man he’s become. He’s a lad- probably too much of a bloke, but he has a good heart and he’s always helping those who need it. He’s made his fair share of mistakes- probably more than his fair share that daft knob- but there’s only one mistake that still follows him. His girlfriend Lottie.” The producer called a cut, calling her a natural as she rolled her eyes again. Nan didn’t care for any of this, but if this helped Gary find a better fit for him then she was willing to suffer.

“We need to get clips of what you don’t like about Lottie.”

Nan sighed, waiting for their signal to start talking, “Lottie is a beautiful girl, or she would be if she wasn’t perpetually scowling like someone personally slated her or smirking like she won some secret game. She’s a make up artist by day and a wannabe vampire queen by night, not to mention her obsession with the occult. I can’t tell you how many I’ve heard her threaten to curse or hex my boy. It’s time he found his ray of sunshine to bathe in, not a speck of moonlight that sometimes deems him worthy of enjoying the glow.”

They sat Gary down next, in a different room, and the same man from before told him to talk about how his nan felt. “Well, I mean, I knew Nan wasn’t her biggest fan- Lottie can be fairly abrasive. But it’s because she hides behind a wall of sarcasm and sass to protect her insecurities- and she would hate that I shared that, but, mate, I need people to understand that the side people don’t like, it’s not the only side she has.”

The three of them sat on Nan’s pink sofa, the two of them bickering as Gary kind of stared of into the void. Lottie was being disrespectful, but Nan was just as disrespectful back, and Gary was torn on who to defend- if he should even defend either of them anymore.

Gary was antsy. Even if he didn’t like either of these girls, he would probably end up without Lottie. She was definitely not the forgiving type and definitely not okay with what he was doing. But this was for Nan. And Gary would do anything for Nan.

So here he sat, waiting, when the knock on the door echoed and Nan practically shoved Lottie back in her seat when the girl tried to hop up to open it herself. “Hannah! Welcome, come in lovely girl.” Nan smiled, ushering her into the house. But the older woman didn’t miss the way the girl seemed to shrink at Lottie’s glare, “This is my boy, Gary. Gareth, this is Hannah. I chose her because she is just who your mum would pick.”

“Hi, Gary.” He could admit she was pretty, with her long red braid and poise, but he saw her bright smile falter when her eyes flicked to the blonde beside him.

“And this is the witch that has him under her spell.”

“No spell here, you old bitty. Just my natural charms that won him over.” He sighed inwardly. This would be a long day. He pressed a kiss to the blonde’s cheek before following the redhead out the door, and he knew by the way she tensed as he pulled away that she was not pleased he didn’t give her a proper kiss.

The ride to the date location was awkward. The show had put champagne in the limo, but it wasn’t something he cared for. Gary wanted to give Hannah a fair shot, if Nan really thought his mum would’ve liked her then he needed to at least try. But she kept going on and on about how sweet it was that Nan would search for a girl for him, and how it was romantic and reminded her of Prince Charming sending his staff to search for Cinderella.

By the time they got to the location he was just confused. Looking out at the water that lapped the sandy beach, he looked at her, “I didn’t bring my trunks.”

“No trunks needed!“ She grinned, pointing toward where someone stood with two horses. Horses, with no saddles. Oh bloody hell.

It may have been the most painful date he’d been on. He’d ridden horses before, but never bare back. His whole body hurt, and he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to function properly again, but he still kissed her cheek politely when it concluded.

He did all but collapse back onto Nan’s sofa when they drove him back.

“So how was it?”

Gary found himself rolling his eyes at Lottie’s tone, but he still wanted to appease her, “She doesn’t have your spice, Lotta.”

Nan suppressed a groan at the satisfied smirk that curved those black painted lips. When the knock sounded on the door, she didn’t hesitate to shoot out of her seat with energy she hadn’t had in years, “Matilda!”

A beautiful laugh rang through the room, “I told you, Evelyn, call me Matty!” Gary glance over to see his Nan yanking the girl into a hug, and she was the most beautiful girl Gary had ever seen, especially as she smiled at his Nan.

“And I told you to call me Evie, darling.” Gary’s brows shot up to his hair. Nan never let anyone call her Evie or Nan if they weren’t family or the strictest of best friends. Dicky had even had his privileges revoked and returned a few different times when he’d gotten Gary into trouble.

Matilda’s eyes seemed to flick around the room as they walked over from the door, “Evie, your home is beautiful! I can feel the years of love built into it.” She admired an array of small porcelain figures his Nan had collected over the years, “My gran used to collect these! She left them to me. And I think…yeah, I could complete the collection for you.” Finally those bright green eyes met his bright blue ones, “This must be your boy, yeah? Nice to meet you, Gary. I’m Matty.”

“Matty?” His girlfriend scoffed.

But the girl with black hair and rainbow streaks didn’t miss a beat, or lose her beaming smile, “You can call me Matilda.” It gave Gary the funniest deja vu. The first Lottie had called his Nan Evie instead of Evelyn, she had the same reaction. And he could tell the moment registered to Lottie as she scowled in return. Nan just smirked.

Gary expected another awkward car ride, especially when he was preparing to pretend to enjoy champagne as she picked up the bottle. But then he was trying to keep from snorting as her nose scrunched up.

“You think they’d ask preferences for a day like this.” She laughed lightly, shaking her head with a smile as she put it back, “Good thing I come prepared.” She pulled her bag off her back, and it was the first time Gary had even looked at any part of her that wasn’t her face. Digging into it, she produced two bottles of…beer. Gary had to laugh, “What?” She asked, mirth dancing in her eyes, “Would you have preferred the champagne?”

“No, not at all. Just surprised.” She raised an eyebrow and he grinned at it, “You just strike me as the type of girl that would like the fine things.”

She tossed her head back with a laugh, “The fine things? I work in the rainforest for months at a time. The ‘fine things’ in my life are indoor plumbing, air conditioning, and refrigeration.”

“So you’re a blue collar girl?”

Matty hummed before giving him a smirk, “I’d consider myself more green collar.”

Gary couldn’t help himself. He howled in laughter at the absolutely terrible pun. This girl was something else.

They were dropped off as what looked like a maze, but with some larger open areas and different obstacles to climb on. “What are we gonna do exactly?”

Matilda grinned at him, nodding toward the trunk, which opened to reveal two sets of coveralls and paintball guns.

Gary was nervous as hell. No matter the decision, Lottie was not going to take it quietly. The producers told him to ask each girl to name a reason why he should choose them, and Lottie spoke up first with venom in her voice, “Think carefully, babes. I don’t do second chances.”

Hannah shuffled just a little further away as she spoke, “I just think with a chance you could be my prince. I know we have very different preferences, but I’m willing to learn yours. It could turn into true love.”

Matilda seemed to snort, but she covered it with a hard cough that had Nan looking amused, “I’ll be honest, I was shocked when I realized I was sat down to meet a woman about going on a blind date with her grandson. I just wanted a bloody cupcake. But after meeting Evie- how was I gonna say no? Anyone that she raised was worth a shot. And meeting you, I know I was right.”

Gary took a deep breath, before he sighed, “I have to send one of you home immediately, and I’m sorry, but…Hannah, it was nice to meet you.” The redhead nodded, offering him a hug before heading out the front door. Gary knew this was going to be the rough part. But he knew what he needed to do. What he wanted to do. Who he wanted to choose. “Matty, you are- to be honest my best mate would probably call you the bird version of me, but miles better looking.” Matty laughed, and Gary had to ignore Lottie’s glare to keep talking, “You are just a little too good to really be true. Lottie, I care about you so much. You can make me laugh, but you also spend just as much time arguing with me. You can’t get along with my Nan, and you don’t even try no matter how important you know she is to me.” He glanced at his Nan, but she just nodded. She was going to accept his decision. She had promised him that. “I need to choose this girl, because I need to choose the girl that I think understands me. The girl I might have a future with. So…I’m going to choose Matty.” Nan nearly did a fist pump, but she lost the joy when Lottie’s hand shot out and threw one of her figurines to the floor in a rage. But to their shock, Matty- who had been giving Gary a hug- flew to the floor and caught it.

And Gary knew he made the right choice.

Masterlist

#litg #litg season 2 #litg gary #litg gary x mc #litg lottie #litg hannah #old mtv #mtv parental control

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yzeltia · 10 months

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Year of the Drake: WOLFMAN FOREVER

May: Dark Knights of Steel Characters: U'rahn Nuhn, @driftward 's Nyx Blackmoon and Zoissette Vauban, @mintibunny 's Minti Chocolate, Y'shtola Rhul, @erickgage 's Erick Gage, @autumnslance 's Dark Autumn, @ladyofvoss 's Ibara Voss, Y'zel Tia, @saesama 's Klynt Gothawyn, and @xiuhteena 's Mayo'tta Rating: T for Tia Notes: So, since YOTP is from Batman stuff my mind went Dark Knight = Batman and Steel = Garlemald

Moving day had come for Gage Acquisitions. It had been a rather difficult move for U'rahn, finding himself a bit farther from his family than he would have liked; however, it provided the opportunity for him to suggest cohabitation to Nyx.

In his usual U'rahn way he'd fumbled with the question rather than being direct, resulting in Dark assigning him to inventory duty along with Y'zel. Lesson learned, his next attempt was far more direct, and therefore, successful.

This of course meant enrichment for their resident interior designer to accommodate the new living situation leaving U'rahn to bum it around headquarters. Having been given a box of Garlean comics by Jullus, he sequestered himself upstairs in the reading nook and curled up and was enraptured in the pages of a particularly worn set. By the time Nyx had located him, he had gone through them all.

"Rahn, Gage has requested you not use this space to rest while our new quarters are being prepared. He finds your natural odor unpleasant and worries about the new furniture smelling like you."

U'rahn's ears perked a bit before he turned his head to sniff at himself, tail standing on end for a moment before looking up to Nyx as she looked at the scattered comics.

"What is a 'Wolfman'," she asked, looking back up to him.

"Only the greatest Garlean hero ever," U'rahn said with a beam, getting on his knees to clean up.

"Do you mean the Black Wolf?"

"Huh? No, not the old man. Wolfman is uh…well…," he started, crossing his arms before thinking a moment then beaming wide, "Like I said, the greatest herrro of Garlemald! By day he's gillionare B'rhance nan Wane, and by night the Defender of Justice, Wolfman!"

"Understood. I do not recall such a person. I am to understand this is a storytale then?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Then you may tell me about Wolfman while you clean up."

"Can't I just tell you now?"

"I have been instructed to use our new power washer on you if you decline to clean up in a timely manner."

"Right! To the showers then!"

With that, he carefully set the box of comics aside then led Nyx to the baths, tail flicking about. "Right…so, a Wolfman story…To start, you gotta know his backstory. See, when Wolfman was a boy his parents were well respected in the Garlean court, even favored by the Emporer himself! They focused a lot on philanthropy with their money, helping territories that had been taken over by Garlemald get medical supplies and necessities. There's a lot of different versions, but the most popular one is that he watched his parents get mugged in an alley after an opera. Some said it was a hit put out by the Garlean aristocracy that used mobsters that didn't like the Wane family. Traumatized by the incident, he grew up wanting to protect the people from mobsters and those who would use their power to make life hard for all citizens of Garlemald, especially those who had found themselves relocated due to Garlemald's colonialism of their homes. Criminals grew to fear the symbol of the Wolfman. He was the symbol of night. He was the symbol of justice. He was the Dark Knight! But y'know, not like the combaty kind."

"Acknowledged."

U'rahn nodded as he discarded his clothing. "In his time getting hero cred, Wolfman eventually finds a sidekick! A Miqo'te that lost all her family in a tragic acrobatic stunt, sabotaged by a member of a mob to send a message, Dyx Greymoon. AKA Starling. And together they patrolled the streets of the capital, fighting crime and saving lives.”

“Violence befitting most Garlemald picture books,” Nyx answered, watching U’rahn carefully as he paraded around the baths before his tail shot up.

"They're not picture books! They're graphic novels," he corrected before sitting down on a stool to fill a bucket with water, "Anyroad, my favourite story so far went a little like this."

[Alert. Alert. Robbery in progress. Alert. Alert. Robbery in progress.]

These words echoed through The Wolf Den as the two caped crusaders rapidly suited up into their crime fighting costumes. Looking to one another, they gave a nod of approval before Wolfman stepped forward. "Wolf Computer. Brief us on the situation."

[Right away Wolfman. Pulling up live footage from the museum where the robbery is taking progress. It seems a masked villain known as Ser Freeze is stealing ancient ice crystals from the Garlemald World Heritage Museum.]

"Great Solus's Ghost, Starling! The villain must be trying to summon on Eikon right here in our fair Garlemald! We cannot let that happen," Wolfman exclaimed, hurrying to the Wolfhanger

"Affirmative, Wolfman," his sidekick answered, following.

"To the Wolfwagon!"

The two hurried over to the large black car, both jumping into the front seat before Wolfman flipped the switch and jetted them off toward the city.

“Rahn. I understand you do not like to be interrupted; however, for my understanding of the story, I wish to know what you mean by ‘flipped the switch’.”

U’rahn blinked as he climbed over to get into a tub. “Y’know….the on switch to the car? To make them go.”

“Garlemald models would use a key that would be used to close the ignition circuit. This delivers power to the starter motor so that the engine can create sparks and mobilize the entire vehicle through small combustions.”

"Oh. Huh…Well. He did that then. Ah. Um. Would you wash my ears?" U'rahn asked, leaning his head back on the tub.

"Yes."

U'rahn let out a little purr as he felt the tips of his ears be firmly seized by his girlfriend. "Rrright…so they got to the scene of the crime…"

"Halt there villain! Those crystals belong to the good citizens of Garlemald," Wolfman called out as he and Starling descended down from the ceiling.

The Elezen scientist turned, her frosty stare narrowing through her goggles as she held up her frost blaster. "They were taken from Eorzea! Garlemald has no use for them other than a glorious trophy from our Emperor's invasion. I shall use them for a greater purpose…and I think you mean Freeze!"

The woman aimed her gun at the two. Taking evasive action, the two began to box step as the ray hit them, working out to keep their body warm so as to not succumb to the blast .

"Nice footwork Starling!"

"Acknowledged Wolfman."

"Curse you both," Ser Freeze huffed, charging another blast.

"Not so fast! Wolferang," the masked vigilante called out, tossing a wolf shaped shuriken at the villain's hand while Starling ran up and retrieved the gun.

Wolfman soon rushed Ser Freeze, grappling and punching at one another until the wolf swept his tail under her feet and knocked her back.

"You fool!? How will I save my beloved research partner now? I was on the verge of a cure for Voidsickness!"

"Golly. Gee. Wolfman, that is the deadliest illness in the world. Do you think she is being accurate and peer reviewed?"

"There's one way to find out! Ser Freeze! By the mercy of our Emperor, I will take you to their research facility where you can research under the careful watch of His Majesty's top chirurgeons."

"You'd make an exception for mercy," the scientist asked in disbelief.

"Yes. Sometimes justice is best…soft served."

U'rahn let out a little purr as he let his feet float up onto the water's surface, enjoying the ear rubs.

"Wolfman contains a lot of propaganda," Nyx commented.

"Just a little. Therrre's a good message there. Wolfman listened and didn't just send the bad guy to jail! He found her a place that would help her!"

"Ser Freeze would be under strict watch and once her project was completed, and be forced to do more research or banished to a more remote location to be imprisoned for life."

"Rrreally? Aw…Well…what about this one?"

The streets filled with people screaming as Wolfman and Starling arrived at the Garlemald Menagerie. Animals scattered about with them, most small herbivores, fleeing as vines and overgrowth started to climb up and over the walls.

"Solus's All Seeing Eye, Starling! What on Etheirys is happening here!?"

"The Wolfcomputer stated that a Viera known as Poison Minti has taken over the Menagerie using her power over plants. Please refrain from getting too close. Her kisses are poison."

"Not to worry Starling. My heart belongs only to Lady Garlemald and her people…and a certain sidekick."

"Your patriotism is noted. As is your clumsy flirtation. You should engage the enemy. I will subdue any dangerous animals non-lethally."

Wolfman nodded then hurried inside with Starling at his side. Animals scattered everywhere, running free and confused. The acrobat soon flipped away, using bolas to ensnare the larger beasts while Wolfman hurried into the gardens, avoiding snapping vines. Inside, he found the deadly beauty crossing over a bridge, turning to him as he approached.

"Seems I'm a little late. You wouldn't be-leaf the traffic getting here," Wolfman chuckled.

The woman raised her brow then flicked her wrists. Two great trees soon slammed down toward Wolfman as the hero nimbly jumping up and over then to join her on the bridge.

"Apologies puppy, but I don't have time for you…though, perhaps a kiss," Poison Minti hummed before smooching her hand and blowing it toward him.

Wolfman blinked then flushed, finding a sweetness wash over him. He chuckled then fumbled forward, face hot as he stared at the woman's lips, letting her cup his cheek as he drew in close.

"Golly. Gee. Wolfman. I warned you about her kiss," Starling's voice called out, "A cold bath is recommended."

Swooping down on a vine, the sidekick booted Wolfman out of the way and into the water before taking a fighting pose. Poison Minti shook her head then moved in defense.

"Couldn't stand to see his love blossom for someone else," the Viera asked.

"I do not experience jealousy; however, I know he would not enjoy your embrace. No mint is permitted to grow in this garden. I shall enjoy experiencing this."

With that, the two began to strike one another while Wolfman surfaced and shook out the water in his ears. By the time he got back on the bridge, Starling had subdued Poison Minti and had her over her shoulder.

"Good work Starling! Now, what should we do with our unlucky rabbit here?"

"Put me down! I must liberate the animals," Poison screamed.

"If we did that, then they'd die in the cold landscape of Garlemald. Here they can have a nice life in an enclosed space and be loved by all the citizens of Garlemald!"

"That is not enough! This is not their natural home!"

Wolfman thought for a moment then snapped his fingers. "Yet you could make it so, correct? Your powers of planting could make this place a real paradise!"

"...They could."

"Then it is settled! Instead of going to jail, you can stay here and create perfect biomes! Not only would the animals be happier, but you will enrich the education of our great citizens! What do you say?"

"I suppose that will be amenable. But my work is not done. There are still-"

"We did it again Starling! We've saved Garlemald and have made it a better place for all!"

"Rahn. This continues to be propaganda," Nyx said plainly.

U'rahn sighed, cheeks red as Nyx continued to lather his ears, resisting the urge to give them a twitch.

"He saved the day though. He's a grrreat herrro!"

"Starling saved the day. Wolfman was shown to be incompetent by not listening to Starling's warnings. I believe she should be in charge."

"Ah. Maybe I'm just not telling a good story arc…I guess there's…"

Terror had struck the heart of Garlemald once more. The Wolfman symbol high in the sky. The daring duo soon found themselves at the source of the commotion, The First Credit Union of Garlemald. Running up the steps, Wolfman and Starling soon found themselves jumping away from one another as a safe came flying out at them.

Laughter that sounded much like quacking echoed through the street as Apkallu and Paine emerged from the doors of the bank. The golden haired villain smirked as he held his beanbag gun umbrella against his shoulder.

"You're too late Wolfman and Starling! Me and my new partner have already seized control of all the banks in the area! Now everyone will be forced to leave their money under my care so I can invest as I please!"

"Solus's Bountiful Beard, Starling! The Apkallu is going to make unwise investments and drain the good citizens of Garlemald's hard earned money from their accounts! We cannot let this happen!"

"A robbery is in progress, Wolfman. The protection of the citizens and members of the union are a priority."

"Well said Starling! Wolferang! Go!"

With that, the hero pulled out his carved shuriken and chucked it at The Apkallu, knocking the umbrella from his hand while Starling did a bunch of flips up the stairs ending in a flying kick into Paine. A great battle ensued, the heroic duo clashing with the greedy Gil stealer and the masked beauty.

"Wolfman," Starling said plainly, but loudly as she was lifted up over Paine's head before quickly being brought down toward Paine's lifted knee.

"Starling! No! Wolfmallow! Go!"

In a heroic dive, the masked crusader tossed a white wolf shaped treat at Paine's knee. On impact, it expanded into a large fluffy marshmallow, cushioning Starling's blow. The weight of the gelatin caused Paine to topple over onto Apkallu, trapping them both as the foamy treat enveloped them.

"Thank you Wolfman," Starling stated, brushing off the mess on her back.

"All in a day's work my dear! Now then! What to do with these two?"

"Apkallu's greed seems to have gotten the better of him. Our reports state that Arick Cobblestone, self-proclaimed Deadliest Gentleman of Crime. Faced with losing his family's wealth after bad foreign investments, he sought out crime to fill his coffers. Paine, a dear friend of the family, followed him on his spree out of loyalty."

"I see! Then perhaps instead of jail, a financial literacy class at one of Garlemald's prestigious night schools might help him handle his finances better in the future and prevent future defaults. Remember this well when investing, Apkallu: Garlemald Grown and Grinded is Great!"

"...Is this guy for real," the villain asked to Paine, getting a shrug.

"As for Paine. Loyalty to one's comrades is truly respectable. I'm nothing without my partner. Right, Starling," Wolfman asked.

"Affirmative."

"There will be no punishment aside from helping rebuild the Credit Union you've damaged, restoring it to the great feat of Garlemald beauty it was before."

"Rahn. These storytales are very blatantly propaganda with product placement. The villains are also increasingly becoming more aware of Wolfman's incompetence as a hero. His placating methods will result in their inevitable return to crime."

"Well, if they didn't come back now and then there wouldn't be any reason for him to help fight crime."

"There would be reduced crime if he eliminated his targets."

"His hero code prevents him from killing! No exceptions!"

"His code is inadequate for his intentions."

U'rahn puffed his cheeks out a bit as Nyx let go of his ears. "Are we having our first argument?"

"I am stating objective facts, Rahn."

The warrior dipped under water then moved to sit across from the other. "There's other sides of Wolfman too aside from the goofy crusader! He's got some suaveness. Like the time he…"

Wane Manor glowed and with opulence as people inside danced and made merry for the annual Emperor's Day celebration. B'rhance had given his speech and managed to find a spot on the Ballroom floor where he could be seen if needed but left alone by passerbyers. Dyx was otherwise occupied, chatting with Ibarba ban Gordon, the third member of their Terrific Trrio. AKA: Wolfgirl.

Something was afoot though. While everyone danced and glided about around him, one masked pink-haired Miqo'te seemed to not as gay as he should be. The suspect seemed to flit about from partner to partner, and Wolfman's careful gaze noticed the once glittering arms with watches and bracelets become bare after each exchange. The little thief sauntering off the floor, B'rhance made his move following the Miqo'te up and into his library, find the other flipping through books.

"If you're looking for free knowledge, the Garlean Public library will be more than happy to issue you a library card. My tomes; however, will not find themselves leaving the grounds," B'rhance hummed, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.

The masked Miqo'te let out a little click of his tongue before shutting the book and returning it to the shelf. "Don't you have hosting duties to tend to Mr. Wane?"

"What kind of host would I be if one of my guests sought to read rather than join the crowd? Not to mention without their belongings that I'm sure they intended to leave with."

The pink haired Miqo'te hummed, moving in close to stroke the other's tie in his palm. "Oh I'm sure many of them won't notice, blinded by their wealth and all. I doubt even you would have noticed that little ol' manuscript misplaced should I have had the chance to abscond with it."

"I don't recall having added a thief to my guest list."

"Though you hired wait staff. You really should check rrreferences," the other Miqo'te purred.

"Going forward I'll put in the effort…Er…"

The Miqo'te smirked, lifting his mask to show off his round Keeper eyes.

"Zelen'a Kyhle," he hummed.

"Bold to give me your name. How do you know I won't just track you down? There's also Wolfman."

Zelen'a tilted his head back and forth a moment, humming, "I'll worry about the Masked Mutt when he crosses my path. As for you, Rhance, you'll just have to come find me."

With that Zelen'a lifted up, kissing B'rhance softly before kicking back his foot to send an antique lamp into the air. The thief did a backflip as Wolfman's gaze followed the lamp, hand outstretched to catch it.

"Nice moves, playboy. Thanks for the parting gift," the Keeper laughed, taking back the book before falling backward out a window.

B'rhance rushed after, looking out as the thief drove away on a motorcycle. "Great Solus's Gemstones," the hero whispered before shaking out his head. "Such a villain! I am devoted to my Dyx! I-"

"Rahn. I do not require embellishment to prove your fidelity. You are a Miqo'te and it is a storytale about a gentry class hero."

"Well, yeah…but he loves Dyx the most…just sayin'," U'rahn mumbled, folding his ears with a sheepish smile.

"Acknowledged. However, that story did nothing to add to your argument of Wolfman being an efficient hero. He let the thief go free."

"Okay, okay. The best for last then. His nemesis…the ultimate bad guy and his own best gal. The Chuckler and Hardy Flint!"

Cackling…malicious cackling…or rather…sinister chucking chuckling. It echoed through the Capital as bomb after bomb began to erupt. Atop the capitol building's steps, the Mummer Heir of Crime, the Chuckler descended down, arms wide while Hardly Flint followed behind.

"C'mon mutt! I've got your darling Emperor and the city in my grasp! The hour of your reckoning is at hahaha-hand!"

"Yeah! C'mon mutt," Hardly echoed, pulling on a chain and pulling out Lord Varis in cuffs, having allowed himself to be taken in a noble gesture to protect his citizens.

The Wolfjet flew low to the ground, letting Wolfman, Starling, and Wolfgirl drop down before the steps.

"Great Solus's Grandson! Literally! Unhand our glorious Emperor right now you fiend," Wolfman cried out, "Wolfgirl, to the citizens! Starling, with me!"

"I'm on it," Wolfgirl called out, springing into action, dashing off to put out fires with her Wolfray.

Howls echoed through the streets as the sound waves blew out the flames, letting citizens pour out of their buildings and run off toward safety.

"Acknowledged," Starling answered in turn, springing into action to engage Hardly in combat, freeing the Emperor from her grasp for now.

The two exchanged blows around the building, Hardly swinging her hammer wildly while Starling nimbly dodged and ducked.

"You can't dodge me forever! I'm gonna clip your wings little bird and give them to my darlin' Chuckleflan as a gift!'

"I do not have wings; however, I do have on steel boots," Starling responded cooly.

"Huh?"

As Hardly paused, Starling kicked high, catching the Roe's jaw and sending her onto her back in a daze.

Meanwhile, Wolfman and The Chuckler exchanged blows before the chained Emperor. The fiendish Miqo'te laughed with every blow, even as blood dripped off his chin.

"How dare you chain our Emperor and harm out glorious city! I've just about had enough of your insanity!"

"The party is only beginning, you hahahalfwit! Your eyes are on the wrong prize," the villain cried out before lifting a rifle to his right and firing it into Starling.

The sidekick dropped down and then fell down steps just in time for Wolfgirl to swoop in and pick her up. B'rahnce let out a wail then lost control, punching and kicking the Chuckler backward until the laughing mad man fell back, letting the gun fall from his grasp. Wolfman quickly picked it up while the villain rose back up to his feet, hands in the air.

"Hey now! You don't use guns! You gotta stick to your code," the Chuckler breathed out.

"I never said I don't use guns. I just don't use them on people," Wolfman growled before firing a round.

The sound of metal breaking echoed through the empty streets. The Chuckler opened an eye then looked around before bellowing with laughter. "Hahahaha. You missed-"

The Miqo'te was cut off he was suddenly scuffed from behind. Towering over him Varis stood, freed from his shackles. The Great Emperor tossed the Chuckler like a rag-doll down the steps and into the street, metal heroically clanging as he followed.

"I'll take it from here Wolfman. You tend to Starling," the gracious leader said before turning forward to pummel the evil Miqo'te.

Wolfman jumped down to Wolfgirl and Starling, pulling her into his arms. "Starling! Say something!"

"You are inflicting further injury to my shoulder by holding me so tight."

"Sorry. I thought…I thought I lost you. I don't know what I would have done."

"My wound will heal," Starling answered before looking to Wolfgirl then back to Wolfman to lean up and give him a kiss on the nose, "My hero."

Wolfman blushed under his mask then nodded before lifting her up carefully, letting Wolfgirl summon the Wolfcopter. Lord Varus of course brought the Chuckler to justice, locking him in the deepest of dungeons.

"Your story continues to be propaganda and given the many vehicles, a means to sell toys."

U'rahn flattened his ears, story seeming to fall flat. Nyx moved into the water with the vexed Miqo'te, sitting on his thighs.

"I may not always enjoy the content of your storytales; however, I do enjoy you telling them."

U'rahn flushed a bit then chucked a bit, reclining a little to scoot Nyx forward on his lap, hand trailing up her back. "I would preferrr to tell stories you enjoy. I'll keep trying."

"Acknowledged. I look forward to your next attempt."

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anti-terf-posts · 8 months

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What's your favorite game of the Animal Crossing series? I'm kinda a newbie at it so I've only got a copy of New Horizons, but man is that game awesome and adorable. I honestly don't mind Raymond as a villager, but I don't get the huge hype about him, though he gives me huge Aggretsuko character vibes with the office worker persona (or should I say fursona hehehe). My favorite would honestly be Merengue or Dobie, since they're both very unique in terms of design and aren't as overrated.

personally I have a soft spot for New Leaf because it was my first animal crossing game I played :] And yeah, I totally get what you mean about Raymond 😭 like he's fine, but he's not as great as everyone makes him out to be.

And as for my favourite character, Nan is absolutely the best. I may be a bit biased, however, be she and I were like best friends when I played New Leaf. We always sent letters back and forth to each other, and I would talk to her multiple times per day.

unfortunately, there was a period of time where I didn't play the game for a while, so now she's moved out :(( But I can always find her again in New Horizons!

also, you're so real for liking Meurengue and Dobie, they have such cute and unique designs, like you said :]

#asks #m1shka-moon-bear-feelings

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hermitcraftkinfessions · 1 month

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Ramblin' cuz I be in my "missing being Rendog" hours.

I wanna bake my Nana's pie again. I've forgotten the taste and I don't trust that the bit of recipe I remember is enough to make one. But it was sweeter than all the pumpkin pie I've eaten in the last year.

I miss Doc. He was my best friend and cuddle buddy. We would talk for hours about redstone, take each other on little friendship dates every few months, and we would hangout with a bottle of sake and a pie every weekend we could.

I lived with my Nan for most of my childhood. I don't remember much of my childhood tho. She wasn't a wolf hybrid but she treated me like any normal person. Gods, I miss her and braiding her hair...

Anyways!! I loved the Crastle. It was so pretty! It had stained glass panels everywhere. I loved the one in the throne room the least. It felt like I didn't deserve the god-like status that Bdubs was trying to give me, and I was a prominent feature of that panel. I think there was an archway that had a simple design with yellow, white, and red glass that I passed by often. I like that one the best. The dark oak was so nice to look at. I don't miss being king. It was driving me mad the longer I stayed. I'm glad the hermits dethroned me in the source. I don't remember what happened to me in my cannon cuz my memories fade out around the time the vault was built. (I wish I could remember. I wanna know what happened to me sooo bad. I don't care if it makes me sad, I wanna knowww.)

- A silly, goofy s9!Rendog kinnie (#🗡️🐾👑)

fair enough man, i dunno what more to say i'm sorry

-Mod hels

#kinfession #mcyt kin #mcytkin #hermitcraft kin #hermitcraftkin #ren kin #rendog kin #🗡️🐾👑 anon #mod hels

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wipbigbang · 10 months

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This is Round Two of the Artist Claims for the 2023 round of WIPBB. You may claim up to three fics this round. If you want only one fic, please fill out the form once with your top choices. If you want two fics, fill out the form twice with your first choice in the first form submission with one unique ID and the second choice in another submission with a different unique ID.

The synopses are located at https://wipbigbang.dreamwidth.org/172201.html

The form is located at https://forms.gle/ES2D3d2mTG1nU4Pk6.

Round two of the art claims will go on until July 1st.

Final Fantasy

#039

Title: Glitch in the System

Pairing/Characters: No Pairings

Rating nan

Warnings/Tags: None

Summary: After breaking an enemies materia during a fight Cloud gets thrown backwards in time. Only he doesn't appear quite right.

#040

Title: Magical Girl Rydia - Summon the Four Warriors of Light!

Pairing/Characters: Rydia of Mist/Yuna, Eiko Carol, Mog (FFIX)

Rating General | G

Warnings/Tags: Mild fantasy violence, including done to monsters that resemble real-life animals, in case animal violence disturbs you. Other content tags: College AU, Magical Girl AU, Fight Scenes, Humor, Female Friendships, Summoners, Boss Battles, Espers, Eidolons

Summary: Rydia is just an ordinary young woman studying chemistry at the University of Mysidia with a bit of a crush on her gorgeous biology lab TA, Yuna. But one day, when she's walking back to her apartment, an attack by a supernatural creature leads Rydia to discover she has magical powers. Before long, Rydia has been pulled into the urgent task of protecting some mystical crystals from sinister agents who have designs on them. Will she be able to save the crystals? Will she ace her biology class? And can she work up the courage to ask her TA and magical girl mentor out?!

This is a Magical Girl AU Final Fantasy crossover, vaguely inspired by the game World of Final Fantasy. The story is written to have an anime vibe, heavily influenced by Sailor Moon and other color-coded five-man bands of my youth. Lots of fight scenes, Final Fantasy cameos/references, woman-heavy cast, with some light F/F romance on the side.

#041

Title: Once Upon a Profile Page

Pairing/Characters: Zack Fair/Cloud Strife

Rating nan

Warnings/Tags: None

Summary: When Cloud is a child he tells himself that when he's old enough he'll seek out the person who's mark matches his. He holds onto this promise even as computers make it easier to find one soulmate. He holds onto it until his mother gets sick and Cloud gets desperate for help paying her medical bills.

#042

Title: Wheel and Burn

Pairing/Characters: No Pairings

Rating nan

Warnings/Tags: None

Summary: Genesis's nights have been trouble dreams he can't remember plaguing his sleep like half forgotten memories. Things don't improve after that disastrous spar with Sephiroth. In fact they just get weirder when Genesis wakes one morning to an uninjured shoulder.

#final fantasy #cloud strife #rydia of mist #rydia #yuna #eiko carol #mog #zack fair #rydia x yuna #rydia of mist x yuna #zack x cloud #signal boost #fandom event #looking for fanartists #looking for fanart #fanart

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billdecker · 2 years

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I wrote about this a couple of days ago but I deleted it. It’s really personal. I’ve had two close members of my family die very close to members of the royal family. So this is about death, respect, and dignity, the difference between us and them, and all of this with the queen has brought up a lot of stuff for me and I have nowhere else to vent.

In June 1997, my Grandad died. He’d just retired and was on his first retirement holiday with my Nan. On the final day, he had a massive stroke. Two days later, he died. He wasn’t ill at all. He was a fit man. It came as a massive shock to us all and we all felt so lost because my Nan was alone.

My two single aunties landed in the country just after he died. The govt of the country looked after my family incredibly well and with all the sensitivity that was needed. They gave my nan and aunts lots of support. Everything to do with my Grandad’s death on their side was handled impeccably.

Then came his repatriation.

Our govt wanted my Grandad to be cremated in the country because there was lots of red tape with bringing him home. My nan stood firm. We’re a huge family and the funeral needed to be at home. Because of superstition, my grandad had to be put on a commercial flight during the dark so that nobody would see. He was transported in a tin box, hidden in the plane. Nobody could know he was there except the people who would meet him. He was taken off the plane in the dark, again so he wouldn’t be seen. When he came home, my mum couldn’t say goodbye to her dad on advice of the undertaker because the air pressure had damaged him so badly. It further broke our hearts. It felt like he’d been treated as a piece of meat rather than a loved person. All of this took over two weeks to happen because of all sorts of stuff this govt’s end, and then we had to go through lots more stuff to do with the coroner’s court.

Fast forward a couple of months and Princess Di died and she is bought home within a couple of days. Because she was the mother to an heir to the throne, she was given all these bells and whistles and dignity. She was not hidden in a plane in a tin box. I was 13 at the time and it infuriated my how just by design of birth and marriage someone was treated with a dignity and respect that my family were not afforded.

I went back to school and a few weeks later a friend had a letter from William and Harry to thank her for writing to send her condolences. Over the summer, a friend of mine had lost her dad. She asked this other friend of ours where he condolenses were to her. The monarchist friend basically said that our friend wasn’t royalty so it didn’t matter. I don’t come from a monarchist family, but it cemented in me my distaste for them.

Fast forward 25 years and 3 weeks ago my father-in-law died. We thought it was a peaceful death after he had developed pneumonia after having covid. We assumed that everything would be sorted as soon as it possibly could. His body has only just been released because the coroner has been having trouble getting responses from doctors with help. So an inquest has now got to happen. My husband is not only devastated in grief, but now he’s got on top of that the stress of not know when his father will be cremated for him to be returned to Ireland. But then there’s the Queen. From ten days of her death, she will have her funeral. Again, she is being treated with respect and so many other people are not in their death.

And then there are people saying they feel like they’ve lost a member of their family. I remember people wailing when Diana died and thinking they surely must have no idea what it’s like to lose a loved one because how does it compare? How does that compare to me losing my beloved grandad? And now I’m seeing it all again with people sobbing about the queen and here is my husband who has actually lost his dad.

I know this is really personal and I wish this place had filters like old LJ lol. I feel thankful that I have a dash full of people who feel the same way as I do about monarchy. I don’t know how I’d cope if I didn’t. The stuff you’ve been reblogging has really brought a smile to my face during this horrible time for us.

#sorry for the length of this #chat about death and that

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thejunipershow · 7 months

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Dracula’s Daughter (1936)

Review: Dracula’s Daughter was a very intriguing watch, a beautiful cast of actors and actresses. Countess Zaleska played by (Gloria Holdon) gave a very hypnotic and gothic performance in this movie. She lures you in with her rather reserved personality. It’s safe to say she steals the spotlight and rightfully so. Moving onto the scenery and cast I have to say the scenery is rather limited as most of the movie is shot indoors and in offices and studios, there isn’t much to look at artistry wise with the set design of the movie. But what lacks in the scenery is made up in the beautiful and elegant dresses that our main character Countess Zaleska wears throughout the movie. Let’s not forget the wonderful performance of Doctor Garth played by (Otto Kruger) he gives an amazing on stage presence and plays his character very well along with Janet played by (Marguerite Churchill) the two seemed to have an instant chemistry as soon as you lay eyes on them and their scenes together proved this.

My Summary: The movie starts with a slight comedic and not so serious tone, you get a feel for certain characters and their complicated but obvious attraction to each other especially with Doctor Otto and Janet. Soon the movies tone seems to shift into a more serious and interesting style as Countess Marya Zaleska appears and finds herself trying to rid her body of the disease known as vampirism. She finds herself enamored with the doctor, hoping he could cure her need for human blood. The Countess goes on to lure women and men with the help of her servant Sandor played by (Irving Pichel). The vampire finds herself unleashing her secret with the deaths of her victims, Doctor Otto is suspicious as one of her victims relayed enough information on who had attacked her, giving away Zaleskas whereabouts before the victim died. The doctor finds The Countess and persuades her to tell the truth. Towards the end of the movie we find Countess Zaleska has kidnapped Janet where soon Doctor Otto finds them and pleads for the Countess to take his life instead of Janet’s. Before Countess Zaleska is able to transform the man she is shot in the heart by her servant Sandor and is declared dead. Doctor Otto and Janet share a moment with each other as they soon realize that they care and love each other more then they had let on earlier. The movie ends with a shot of a dead Countess Marya Zaleska with the last words of Van Helsing. “She was beautiful when she died, a hundred years ago.”

Queer Thoughts: Moving on I would like to discuss some things I noticed while watching Dracula’s Daughter. The coded Queerness between Countess Zaleska, Janet and a character with little screen time Ms. Lili played by (Nan Grey). There are two small scenes in which these three women have interesting encounters with one another. In one scene the Countess lures Ms. Lili into her private studios, requesting for Lili to pose for a new painting the Countess wants to paint. You watch as the girl slips her blouse down a bit, the Countess gazes upon the woman almost longing for her. It holds a tone of yearning and to add to this the way the camera captures the longing emotions of the Countess. The last scene is towards the ending where Zaleska has captured Janet in her fathers castle. Janet lays unconsciously, Countess Zaleska leans in gently and the camera captures a very tender moment we’re it seems as though the Countess is leaning down to kiss a sleeping Janet. It’s very evident what the movie was going for with the queer representation even though it was meant to portray Queer people as impure, perverted and monstrous it most certainly failed and would most likely fail with the generation of this time as the characters displayed nothing but human emotion such as loneliness and the need to be loved.

#horror #classic horror #vampire #film review

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crimsonandcloverwrites · 1 year

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BHAH CHAPTER 12 IT'S TIME TO CRY

just wanna say, from the bottom of my heart, buzzy and roman I would die for you thank you for my LIFE

NOT NANS COTTAGE. maximum emotional damage hours right off the bat

god the hill house vibes jamie get out before this place tries to eat u

"Thought for the longest time that I’d never get either of you back.” bruh

Jamie fixing up her old bike for Mikey's birthday at the O'Mara's house. specifically designed in a lab to make me cry

"put out of its misery with a thousand blows to the head with a shovel" is so gruesome I read it like 3 times until I remembered that Jamie actually did that in the middle of some serious grieving jesus

mike calling jamie dani and mikey 'the family' hold on a minute man hold on a minute

dani and mikey snoozing together HOLD ON A MINUTE MAN HOLD ON A MINUTE

god jamie is such a softie this whole chapter is just her trying not to cry with how much she loves people (and is loved in return)

oh boy the eddie jamie showdown

oof my poor son boy

holy fuck this whole confrontation is intense

"After all, why bring home a haunting, a gutter rat from the wrong side of the tracks, half feral and half broken, when the golden boy was right there." how dare u use the title against me like this

"I was mad for her from the start." “We were her best friends. If you fell for her, then how could I not?" hooooooly feelings

jamie saying all this to eddie and not dani. lmao. lol. rofl, even.

grocery shopping together............. intimacy...........

"What if I want more?" Dani being able to ask that now is so important to me that's my baby she's doin so good!!!!!! letting herself love people!!!!!

dfgkjhfkjghfkjh Jackie my beloved

"Jamie made an explicit gesture with her hands" screaming this whole interaction is so fucking funnyyyyyy. in the GROCERY STORE. fucking commedians the both of u

Dani Clayton picking a car by colour and nothing else she's so relateable

horny in a car dealership lot so true! i mean jamie with these practical car skills is v hunky u are so right dani

DANI HAS HER OWN CAR AGAIN. FREEDOM HAS NEVER BEEN SO SEXY

they're so domestic ugh (affectionate)

"I WANT YOU TO WATCH" FKSDJFKJDFH YEEHAW

“I think it would’ve been nice learning with you.” is so soft excuse me while I get emosh in the middle of this sex scene

every day this fic gives me my horny rights *pray hands emoji*

fgkjdfhgkjhdfkjh Judy telling them to take some alone time she said go work out that sexual frustration u horny lesbians

“Just because I didn’t realise it, doesn’t mean I didn’t have romantic feelings.” awww

dangerous dani clayton!!!! she needs to focus on the road!!!!!

"“Jesus fucking Christ,” Jamie said." SAME GIRL

lmao holy shit I love these idiots

nan..... jamie..... ouch

mikey meeting Dani's dad........ gotta go sob for 45mins hang on

Jamie growing Nan's favourite flowers just for her...... the amount of Nan that's in Jamie makes my heart cry

this fic is so like, full of love and really sweet moments but I love that you infuse these little moments of horror imagery in a 'life can be good but we carry around so many ghosts of troubled pasts in us' kinda way. good soup

“You be good. I love you.” i am crying.

sdfjdhfgjdghfjg how is jamie in shock don't tell me u didn't already know u enormous idiot.

I LOVE THE WAY WOMEN LOVE

pls they're so fucking cuuuute

not 'with every piece of me left' ow my heart

i can't believe what them telling each other i love you is doing to me. the power of live laugh lesbians

oh my god Judy i love u

dfjkgdfkjghdfkj Dani dressed for maximum Jamie short-circuiting is my favourite nuclear weapon

Dani "smiling at her as if trying to hold it back" top 10 anime victories

Dani finally getting her horny art room fantasies sfkjghfkjghfkjg oh boy

“You could have brought me here.” I AM LOOKING AWAY THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ME. bold dani you will be the death of both of us

“I want to fuck you at home.” wholesome <3

whew I too need a cigarette rn Jackie

ooOOOOooooOo Eddie's got a girlfriend

oof poor eddie and dani though I hope they can be friends again one day they deserve it

jamie in full simp mode is so fun good for u babe

God these necklaces I'm obsessed with Dani wearing hers actually. and these two getting to go out together n be gay n in love in public!!!

jamie oh my god???!? horny rights

i am shaking like a chihuahua

“Surprise," sdfkjghdfkjghiudfhgiuerhgkjdhkjfg

"Jamie: suffering" FUCKIN SAME BRO

aww everyone singing happy birthday to the best girl!!! deserved!!! just as deserved as I'm sure the rest of this night is going to go lmao

DFGKJDFKHG ROBIN. doesn't miss a beat huh?? also i hear she's single can I get her number

jesus christ dani clayton I'm about to drive off the road and I'm not even behind a wheel

Jamie Taylor u are a stronger woman than I will ever be

“You wanna make out for a bit?” pls they're so cute

dfkgjkjdfkh princess. iconic

the "nice" that just left my mouth at Dani in lingerie who are u making me become

“I’ll be whatever the fuck you want me to be, love.” so true! me *handshake emoji* jamie

losing my got dang mind

i love that these two are so comfortable with each other it's so so so lovely to see after all the yearning bruh look at them go

“At my mercy.” i feel drunk. i need to go build a hammock

a thousand points to jamie taylor for being strapped and ready for anything and Dani for being outrageously bold and horny this whole scene was so iconic

oof Karen Clayton

Mikey seventeen the dancing queen? they grow up so fast

oof Dani bby getting into it with her. god she's so poisonous

NOT THE LETTERS

Jamie just patiently loving her while she works her way through this oh love

oh my god the box

dfgkjhdkjhgkjfh the mixtape. heart on your sleeve softie jamie taylor

wait was dani wearing Jamie's half dollar necklace earlier??? cute bastards

“They’ve always been yours.” JUST LIKE DANI'S HEART OH I AM SHATTERED

“You kept me here, remember?” This is like The Notebook level romance but better bc lesbians

and now I'm crying bc they get their happy ending. so much heartache but they still found their way back to each other

"My sweet Jamie" 😭😭😭😭

they just love each other so much how am I supposed to cope????????????

they way they've created this little family full of so much love after coming from broken homes and rough pasts makes me ache so much

sdfkjdfhkg god Jamie is such a tease lmao. have fun girls!

THESE PHOTOS!?!??! OH MY GOD

good for themmmmmm

loving the vast array of fucking we get in this chapter!!!! giving the people what they want (Jamie's |redacted| in Dani's--I am forcefully removed from the premises)

this is not the point but oh my god Jamie building Dani a bookshelf....... romance

Jamie providing Mikey with such a nurturing and stable environment that he excelled academically like this.... my boy..... my beloved Jamie. aaaaahhhhhhhhh.

also SO fond of Jamie Carson shenanigans more more more.

god but Jamie's so scared to let go of her not so baby brother. bigger AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

crying again bc I'm so close to the end and this fic is almost over :(

both of em having to talk to their boys dfkjhgkfj godspeed

genuinely not doing well Jamie and Mikey's relationship is so special and I'm so glad they found each other and they have each other and I can't cope!!! with all these emotions!!!!

EVERYONE COMING TOETHER TO EAT. IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL. THIS WONDERFUL WEIRD LITTLE FAMILY.

the kids all still fighting like they're teenagers though dgkjdfhkjhdg iconic

the simple intimacy of doing the dishes together....

ANOTHER MIXTAPE??? GIMME THE LINK. also that's cute as fuck love is stored in the carefully curated playlists

Jamie is her home..........

BITCH HOW AM I MEANT TO SAY GOODBYE TO THIS FIC. Ok I'm gonna go cry to Jamie's Mixtape (1993)

"if I loved you less I might be able to talk about it more" - me about this fic (however many words of silly waffling this post is doesn't count!!! I'm hiding the real feelings behind humour!!!!). but actually really sincerely genuinely buzzy and roman thank you so much for sharing this fic with us all and making us yearn and laugh and cry and fall in love with them all over again. unmatched.

#bhah #this was pure emotional torture thanks x

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Letting Go

Shang Chi has now spent years trying to understand and perfect his mother's martial art technique. His aunt Ying helps him learn. But even after years of perfecting...Shang still struggles to relax. So, Ying decides to help him...

This fanfic has been in my folder, which I called 'Fanfics I probably will never upload' since October 30, 2021. But...Then I got back into 'Shang Chi And The L.O.T.T.R.'. I rediscovered its fighting scenes, its beauty, and it's generally complicated storyline. So...I finally worked up the courage to upload this fanfic.

I hope you enjoy. And perhaps...I will look into uploading Marvel Fanfics in the future. Ant Man happens to be my favorite superhero from Marvel. So...We'll see.

Shang Chi was fighting Ying Nan in training for a while to try and master the art of his mother. The arts his mother had mastered so many years ago, had finally found Shang, and he was starting to get really good at it. However, one single problem remains:

“You are still tense, Shang.” Ying told him.

“I...I am? I don’t feel tense.” He told her.

“is specially designed to counteract the traditional movements of a fighter. They require you to let go of your strength and let your instincts take over.” Ying told him.

“This is the least tense I’ve been in years.” He told her, feeling the wind.

“Admire how the wind moves about without a care.”

Suddenly, wind from all around him started picking up leaves and began whooshing by Shang.

“Admire how the wind picks you up, like you are nothing.” Ying was quickly swept up by the wind and was carried to Shang. “You see?”

Shang was left in awe at the sight of the wind. “I…”

Ying smiled and tilted her head. “I see what you lack.” She told him.

Shang looked up at her.

“You lack fun in your life.” She told him.

Shang looked down and nodded. She had a really good point. “I used to live in San Francisco. I used to have fun there before my father found me and took me back.” Shang told her. “Before then...I never knew fun ever since my mother died.”

“I see…” Ying said. She hopped off the wind that was carrying her, and placed a hand onto his shoulder. “Take off your shirt.” She told him.

“I...Really?” Shang asked.

“Unless you don’t feel comfortable doing so.” She told him.

“I’m fine with it. I just...didn’t expect this.” He took off his shirt, folded it and placed it down onto the ground.

“Now: Close your eyes, and be one with the wind.” She allowed as much of the wind to overtake him, and lift him up.

Shang opened his eyes and yelped as he saw he was floating! Well, being carried. It felt weird being carried by just the wind.

“Feel weightless yet?” Ying teased.

“ihi...Yes!” He reacted.

“How about now?” the wind began to lift him up higher, and started to sit him up.

“Whohohoa!” Shang reacted.

Soon, even more wind with leaves within, started to fly between Shang’s body. Around his arms, against his back, past his chest, and past the hairs on his legs. He felt completely weightless.

And extra sensitive too...Because the leaves that flew past Shang began to touch his skin and flutter against his sides and back.

A few of the leaves made him wanna giggle, and a few more leaves finally made Shang clamp his arms against his sides. “HAhahaha! Sohorry.”

“Is something the matter?” She asked curiously.

“No…” He admitted.

“You grew tense again.” She told him.

“Just for a split second.” He replied.

“Something made you tense up…” She teased.

“Nooo, I was just...chilly!” He replied.

“Sure…” She replied. “But you be careful, Shang, the wind knows.” She teased.

Shang’s face went pale the moment he heard that.

“Uh oh…” He muttered.

Suddenly, more leaves started to tickle and flutter through the wind and against his belly and sides.

“Hehehehehe! HAhahahaha! Ohohokahay, Ihihit tihickles.” He laughed.

“Ohhh, I see…” She reacted calmly. “I can see why you have tensed up now. It’s because you’re ticklish and you don’t know how to react.” She explained to herself.

Shang began trying to cover up his ticklish spots. But the wind only went for his back and his lower spots too. A few of them even went for his feet.

“Nohohoho! Stahahap thahahahat!” He begged.

“Feels strange, I presume?” She joked.

“Yohohou tryhy beheheheihing tihihihicklehed by the wihihind!” He reacted.

“Oh, I have had my turn plenty of times. It is your turn now.” She replied.

The wind seemed to be able to find every ticklish spot on Shang’s body. Shang quickly tried to cover up the spots, but the wind moved to his exposed tickle spots like his neck, to continue tickling him. There was just no getting out of this without being tickled to pieces.

“Ahahahahahaunt Jiahahahang! Hehehehehelp mehehehehe!” He begged.

“Hm…I prefer to watch.” She replied casually. “Besides: You need some fun.”

“Ihihi dohohon’t!” He laughed.

“Indeed you do. In fact:” She ordered the wind and the leaves to stop and give him a break. Sure enough, the wind listened to her request.

Shang took in breaths of relief and took the free time to recuperate his breathing.

“Enjoy your break for the time being…” She told him.

“Hehehe...Hehe...H-huh?” Shang muttered.

Suddenly, a girl walked behind Shang and showed herself to Ying. “Whoooaaa...This is awesome!” She reacted, not quite able to grasp how the wind was carrying Shang.

“Katy...A pleasure to see you again.” She reacted kindly.

“Thank you.” She replied. “I was going to get Xialing, however you will do quite nicely.” She walked up to Katy. “Tell me: Is Shang sensitive by any chance?”

Katy tilted her head. “I wouldn’t see Shang as the sensitive type...Though I have seen him cry once…” She admitted.

“...Oh…” She replied awkwardly. “I meant...ticklish.” Ying told her.

Shang verbally groaned.

“Ooooh!” She responded, giggling. “You wanna know THAT!” Katy reacted.

“Yes, I do.” She replied.

“No...No she doesn’t.” Shang tried to fight it.

“Well, THAT I can offer that, no problem!” Katy promised.

Shang groaned and tried to push her away. But the leaves formed into cuffs that quickly held each hand out of the way for Katy.

“Ooooh! Well that’s helpful…” Katy teased, tickling his wrists before moving onto everything else. “Now where to start...It’s like being given a piano! What note do I start on?!” She joked.

Ying couldn’t help but laugh at that comparison.

“The hips are the WORST for him. He gets so spazzy-” She started tweaking his hips, earning a grunt and a muffled squeak.

“Uh huh...I see!” Ying looked quite interested.

“He’s also ticklish on his back, to an extent…” Katy started spidering up his back, earning her an arched back with plenty of giggles.

“I see…” She responded.

“Now, I haven’t quite hit my favorite spot, which is the big buff sides!” She started squeezing and skittering her fingers on Shang’s sides, earning them both some cackles and laughter. “He’s as ticklish as you can get, Ms. Nan!” She replied.

“I will keep this under consideration.” She told her.

“And don’t forget to use your hands too! Being the cause for someone’s laughter is always a fun thing! And the fun things you can do with your hands!” She teased, wiggling her fingers in his face.

“Stahahap that! AAH! KAHAHATY!” Shang begged.

“Stop what? I’m not doing anything! I’m not even touching you! So what on earth could you mean by ‘stop that’?” Katy teased in a teasy baby voice.

“Yohohou’re mehehean!” Shang fought.

“Not as mean as me, sweet nephew...I’m about to overwhelm your nerves with enough tickles to last a lifetime.” She teased.

“Oooh! Join me in!” Katy declared.

“NO! NOT TWO OF YOU!” Shang begged.

“Ohoho, yes two of us!” Ying teased as she started tickling Shang’s sides, while Katy started tickling Shang’s back.

“NOHOHOHO- HAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP!” Shang laughed, wiggling around like a worm.

“And why would we do that?” Ying asked.

“BEHEHEHECAHAUSE YOHOHOU LOHOHOHOVE MEHEHEHE?” He asked.

Katy gasped. “That’s right! We do love you!” Katy reacted.

But then, she started blowing raspberries on his back. “We are doing this out of love.” She told him.

“We are!” Ying added.

Shang often switched between laughing and giggling, thanks to where the two of them were tickling Shang. Shang found it really hard to hold still, despite still having the leaf cuffs on him. The leaf cuffs only did so much to keep him in the one spot for a while. And while the leaves didn’t cut into his skin, they did limit his movement.

“Hey…” Someone said behind them. Ying and Katy turned around and paused their tickle attack.

“Hello Xialing.”

Xialing was smirking...That ain’t good.

“I’m hurt that you didn’t invite me to the little party.” Xialing teased.

“No...Not you...not you too…” Shang begged.

“You can tickle him if you like. I’m gonna give myself a break from the tickling.” She decided.

“Very well.” She cracked her knuckles and wiggled her fingers, to make Shang nervous. And boy, did his nervousness go up!

“Feeling nervous, Shang?” Xialing asked.

“I bet you feel like running away!” Katy teased. “But I bet you couldn’t run away...Not with those stylish leaf cuffs.” Xialing teased.

“Yeah!” Katy declared.

Xialing walked up to his ribs and started skittering her fingers on them. “It’s been too long since we’ve done this…”

Shang giggled and wiggled around as his sister attacked his lower and upper ribs. “Dohohohohon’t! Hahahahahaha!”

Xialing giggled and wiggled her fingers at him. “I am hungry for giggles. And I think a special dragon could really feed on your laughter right about now~” Xialing teased.

Shang squealed and tensed up, waiting for the tickles to come to him.

And before even Shang could prepare for it, tickles could be felt on his vulnerable feet.

“OHOHOHO NOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEHEHEHELP!”

“Sorry, Shawn! Help is not on the way for you!” Katy teased.

And that’s how Shang got utterly wrecked by both his friend, his aunt, his sister and even the wind! It had been almost several decades since he had been tickled like that.

Though Aunt Ying was right…Perhaps he did need to learn to have fun…and just let loose for once. All his life, he had been trained to stay tense and ready for anything. And though Katy had helped him let loose a little bit, he still remained tense. But now…Just this once…he finally had the chance to be himself and just laugh all his worries away…if only for a little bit.

Shang was soon given a break. Shang was offered his own water bottle, and patted on the back by Katy.

Ying gently placed her hand on Shang’s shoulders, and gave them a little massage. “You are relaxed.” Ying said with a smile. Shang couldn’t help but smile at her in response.

And I just realized I reached 300 fanfics! WOOO! I can’t believe I’ve been doing this for almost 3 years! It’s incredible! Thank you to everyone for the support, and for being there for me through this whole journey! 💜💜💜

#training #martial arts #post Shang chi and the legend of the ten rings #ticklefic #ler!ying #ler!katy #ler!xialing #ler!wind #lee!shang

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waitingforwinterwinds · 1 year

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A Clash of Kings - 04 BRAN I (pages 63-72)

Bran wonders about the Comet of Plot Foreshadowing, and the language of wolves, recalls a bad time at a play-date, and dreams of wolves.

Of late, he often dreamed of wolves. They are talking to me, brother to brother, he told himself when the direwolves howled. He could almost understand them... not quite, not truly... as if they were singing in a language he had once known and somehow forgotten. The Walders might be scared of them, but the Starks had wolf blood. Old Nan told him so. "Though it is stronger in some than in others," she warned.

That has got to be frustrating for Bran. "I know this, I should know this, I did know this... maybe." On top of all the things he used to be able to do, or could have done, but can't anymore being basically rubbed in his face in the in chapter flashback.

When Bran repeated that to Osha, she laughed aloud. "Your wolves have more with than your maester," the wilding woman said. "They know truths the grey man has forgotten." The way she said it made hime shiver, and when he asked what the comet meant, she answered, "Boold and fire, boy, and nothing sweet." ... Though Old Nan didn't think so, and she'd lived longer than any of them. "Dragons," she said, lifting her head and sniffing. She was near blind and could not see the comet, yet she claimed she could smell it. "It be dragons, boy," she insisted.

Another round of Comet Interpretations! It's the more advanced form of charades~

Actually... *does a quick google and some maths* okay, never mind, I do Not need to start watching House of the Dragon just in case Old Nan is in it.... unless she's at least 100 years older than previously suspected!

"I can get to bed myself." Mikken had hammered a row of iron bars into the wall, so Bran could pull himself about the room with his arms. It was slow and hard and it made his shoulders ache, but he hated being carried.

Yay! More quality of life improvements for Bran!

Bran: "Do wolves dream?" Luwin: "...sure, why not?" B: "Do dead men dream?" L: "They are suspiciously quiet on the subject." B: "Do trees dream?" L: "I doubt it." B: "Well, you're wrong, they do. Trees dream tree dreams."

Maester Luwin deserves so much respect, and a vacation.

"Summer never bit anyone." "Summer ripped a man's throat out in this very chamber. or have you forgotten?-"

I mean, yeeeeah, that is a thing Summer did, but it was an assassin actively trying to kill Bran and Catelyn, so...

"Bran, child, why do you torment yourself so? One day you may do some of these things, but now you are only a boy of eight." "I'd sooner be a wolf. Then I could live in the wood and sleep when I wanted, and I could find Arya and Sansa. I'd smell where they were and go save them, and when Robb went to battle I'd fight beside him like Grey Wind. I'd tear the Kingslayer's throat out with my teeth, rip, and then the war would be over and everyone would come back to Winterfell. If I was a wolf..." He howled. "Ooo-ooo-ooooooooooo."

Luwin continues to come in clutch with the support, but...

Oh Bran, oh sweetheart. He's lost so much and now he feels so useless, certain that if he could just do something, anything, it would fix everything, but he can't. There's just no magic cure for this one.

Mmmm... I know it's a children's game, but Lord of the Crossing sounds like it was designed to bully small children. Like it's a game meant to ensure conflict, not fun. I mean, I guess if you like getting shoved around and pushed into mud and water it's fine?

My goodness that is a lot of Walders... I wonder if Walders of Frey are required to carry around a small card with their branch of the family tree for easy reference. Where, where, where, where's Walder? Throw a rock in a random direction, you'll find him by the "ouch!"

The Walders had decreed that Bran should be the judge and decide whether or not people had said "Mayhaps," but as soon as they started playing they forgot all about him.

That is some shitty sportsmanship, and they should all be ashamed of themselves. I understand young children had short attention spans, and tend to focus on what in front of them or exciting, but that is gross behaviour.

I am perhaps a little overly salty about this due to similar experiences in my childhood which probably did more mental and emotional damage than I realise. "Wait, why do we have this extra reward left over? Oh well, must just be a spare." Bitch, I was standing less than two feet away from you, I was literally right in front of you!

And it certainly doesn't help with Bran's already crumbling mental state, it's basically rubbing salt in the wound of "look at all these things you can't do anymore." I know it's not malicious, it's just kids being kids, by my gosh my boy needs some attention and love.

Osha lingered behind. "Is it the wolf dreams again?" Bran nodded. "You should not fight so hard, boy. I see you talking to the heart tree. Might be the gods are trying to talk back."

"We've been trying to contact you about your wolf's extended warranty."

The gods... his own burgeoning powers as a green seer... a crusty old tree wizard... lots of options, really.

The world tightened around them, but beyond the walled wood still stood the grey caves of man-rock. Winterfell, he remembered, the sound coming to him sudden. Beyond its sky-tall man-cliffs the true world was calling, and he knew he must answer or die.

oooh, I love the wolf pov. There's intelligence there, but not necessarily like that of humans.

I also like how with Bran's story line, there's a subtlety to the magic in it. We know it's real because magic is real within the context of the story, but even if you stripped away the magic from this world, it holds up because it's woven in with Bran's mental state and slow rediscovery of self in a world where things are changing and slipping away from him faster than he can grab hold.

#a clash of kings #a song of ice and fire #bran stark #a chapter a day reading #acok #asoiaf

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