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spencer x reader where they met at the library in college and kind of became study buddies (+ lots of mutual pining), then flashforward to like s4/5 spencer and reader joins the bau :')
i'm gonna pretend spence was normal college age and not 13 <3
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You spot the familiar stringy mop of brown hair before he spots you, his head downturned in a book that it doesn't look like he should be reading on government time.
"Agents," Agent Hotchner stands in front of you, a step to the left, "We have a new recruit. Agent L/N," Spencer's head shoots out of his book and around to face you at your name, his gooey brown eyes widening, "Is fresh out of her time at the academy, I've seen her reports and I'm confident she'll be an asset to this team."
Before anyone can get a polite greeting in, a kind smile or a nice to meet you, Spencer's springing out of his seat, rushing you and nearly pushing Agent Hotchner over in his overzealous attempt at a hug.
Someone cries, 'Reid!' and you're wondering if this is common occurrence, if he often bowls people over like a puppy excited to see his owner. But as he laughs wetly into your neck, tears in his eyes while he squeezes you, you're pretty sure this is special treatment.
"Spencer," You gush, grinning hard over his shoulder, "It's good to see you again!"
"You too!" He rocks you back and forth, lanky legs nearly tipping you over, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"Because it was a nice surprise," You only back away when you see the other agents staring bewilderedly at you, because no matter how kind their smiles are, you don't want to ignore them for much longer in case you come off as rude. Spencer's less willing to let go, but he settles for keeping your arm locked in his grip.
"So, you know Spencer?" A blonde woman asks, slim and pretty. She has an amused smirk on her face, and you nod sheepishly.
"We met in college," You flex your arm, squeezing him closer, "We were study buddies for a while, then he graduated early and left me."
You send a silly glare his way, but he knocks his nose into your cheek as a reply, knowing you're not really vengeful about it.
"That sounds about right," An older man nods, beard greying as he runs a hand over it, "Agent L/N, is it? I remember hearing your name a while back. You've been destined for us, I think."
"That's me," You glance briefly around at the rest of your new team, finding similarly sweet expressions on their faces, "And- and you are?"
"David Rossi," He holds out a hand that you shake with a grin.
"Derek Morgan," A tall man to the left of Agent Hotchner steps up next, followed by the blonde from earlier, "Jennifer Jareau, but most people just call me JJ."
"I'm Emily, uh- Prentiss." A dark haired woman stands beside another blonde, a sleek black pantsuit beside a rainbow-themed dress.
"Penelope Garcia," The latter grins, holding out a hand that has several bracelets tucked around her wrist, "It's nice to meet you! I didn't know Reid had friends in college."
"Or ever," Morgan chuckles, and you squeeze Spencer's hand where he's still holding yours in reassurance.
"We were quite close," You recall lazy mornings in the library, then afternoons sprawled out over the lawn munching on pretzels and fruit, "Neither of us were very social, I think we found solace in that."
"Yeah," Spencer nods, hair flying around his face. You tuck a stray strand behind his ear with a smile as he rambles, "She never asked me to go drinking every friday night."
"Then I think you both need to join us this time," Emily grins, watching fondly as Spencer groans, face-planting into your shoulder, "You can both find out what you've been missing."
You're sure she means expensive booze and scantily-clad patrons, but Spencer's face still rests on your shoulder, and you know what you've really both been missing runs deeper: each other.
#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid scenario#spencer reid oneshot#spencer reid one-shot#spencer reid one shot#spencer reid headcanon#spencer reid headcanons#spencer reid hc#spencer reid hcs#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid blurb#spencer reid drabble#spencer reid dialogue#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x reader fanfiction
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Making moves the nerd way
"Halloween" for @steddieholidaydrabbles Part II of the previous warm-up but can be read alone
G | 1k | no cw | almost getting together, slightly oblivious Eddie
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Eddie was sitting on the kitchen floor, painting empty pizza boxes while Steve was trying to focus on making dinner. Despite the newspapers spread around him, he managed to stain his surroundings with grey paint.
“How much do you have left?”
"I'm making a graveyard, Steve, not a random burial site with three corpses. It would go faster if you helped me, you know?”
“Well, do you want to eat? Because I can’t cook pasta and paint tombstones at the same time.”
Eddie grumbles something under his breath.
“Point taken.”
So they resume their activities, a weird mixtape of Metallica, Queen and Tears for Fears playing in the background.
“Okay, little Picasso, time to eat," Steve announces eventually.
"Don't call me like I'm a toddler," Eddie scolds him, but the fact that he's peeking over the table while on his knees, eyeing the plate put there, does nothing to help his statement.
Steve smirks at him, at the half-tied mop of hair surrounding his eyes over the counter.
"Wash your hands before eating. Kiddo."
"I'm older than you!" he protests but hops up anyway to do as he was told. It's good Steve reminded him though, he'd probably just throw himself at the spaghetti like a savage, paint stains or not.
They eat and discuss the acceptable damage to Harrington's lawn to prop up the gravestones. Eddie's devastated to hear he can't just put holes in the ground.
"We can prop them up with sticks. Or weigh them down with rocks. We'll figure something out," Steve shrugs and that placates him for the time being. He helps with the dishes but is quickly shooed back to his art station. Steve joins him later, with a hand in his hair.
"How is it going, baby?"
Eddie grumbles, not looking up.
"I know you mean it in like, a kid way, but maybe don't call me that?" he says, double-focusing on the cardboard in front of him.
"Okay, kid, sorry," Steve amends, petting his hair, and scratching his scalp gently. Pretends not to see Eddie fold under the treatment. "Does my little artist need help?"
"Your little artist has been asking for help for the past two days."
Steve snorts, detangling his fingers from the long hair.
"That's fair, sorry. I guess you wore me down," he says, sitting down. "What do I do?"
Eddie finally turns away from his work, considering him.
"You can paint them over," he decides, handing him the grave he's been working on. "I'll cut them up." He grabs a new pizza box for himself, the needed shape already drawn on it with a Sharpie. His scissors follow the outline slowly and jaggedly, struggling with the thick cardboard.
“How many do we need?” Steve asks, dipping the brush in paint.
“At least ten. I don’t have stuff for more anyway, figures I can just make extra later when I have time and supplies.”
Steve looks around.
“We have like, three,” he observes.
“Well, chop chop then, my little helper.”
Steve sighs and gets to work.
While he’s happy to indulge Eddie and help him out, he’s been imagining their evening together differently. Getting one-on-one time in their little traumatized family was a rare thing unless you're already an established couple. Or him and Robin, but that's because they work together. Needless to say, it was hard to make a move on someone. Even with something already brewing between them.
“So, are we putting our enemies’ names on them?” he settles on learning more about Eddie instead. Hopes he doesn’t mind treating his graveyard project like a shared effort, that Steve says ‘we’ instead of ‘you’.
“Oh, I’m totally absolutely putting Vecna on one. Other than that I think I’ll keep them fantasy-themed. Maybe use all the NPCs my Party killed throughout the campaign. I think we’ve seen enough of that in real life.”
“You said it.” Steve mentally kicks himself in the ass. Just his luck to start a topic that goes straight into the trauma of their Upside Down past. How is he supposed to make a move now?
He shuts up and starts painting the cardboard more angrily while Freddie Mercury screams his lungs out in the background. He doesn’t notice when the cardboard cutting ceases.
Not until their hands brush when they both reach for the paint. He looks up to see most of the boxes cut up and shaped, waiting for paint.
“My hand started to cramp from the scissors. And you looked so peaceful, I wanted to join you,” Eddie explains. Steve watches him bite at his bottom lip, mulling something over. “I’ve always liked working with someone on projects like that. Help out with school play scenography, make Halloween costumes with Wayne…” He shrugs, like it’s not a big deal, but the soft, genuine smile tells Steve otherwise. “So uh, thank you, for letting me do this here. For joining me, too.”
And Steve realizes this could be a date, too. He could make a move like this, on his kitchen floor, fingers stained with paint.
“Of course. I have this weekend off, we could work together some more,” he offers. Then frowns at Eddie’s stunned expression. “What?”
“You want to spend your time off with me, playing with paint?”
“Well, I was hoping you have something more planned. We could work on our costumes, maybe?”
He’s alarmed when Eddie makes a pained noise.
“You’ll take Aragorn from me!”
“What?”
“We’ve been fighting over Lord of the Rings characters for Halloween costumes and if you join us there’s no way Henderson will let me keep him.”
“I don’t need to join in, I’d rather just help you with your costume.”
To this, Eddie turns suspicious.
“Why?” he squints.
“Eddie,” he sighs, staring fondly into his eyes, and grabs his wrist for good measure.
Eddie’s eyes go big like saucers when it hits him.
"Holy shit. Do you want to have a nerd date with me?”
Steve chuckles.
“I guess I do.”
#steddie#eddie munson#stranger things#mine#steve harrington#ff#st#stranger things 4#steddie fanfiction#steddieholidaydrabbles#i like nerd dates#i dont get them#but i like working on stuff with friends
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Imagine you are consoled by General Skywalker after a shitty day at work.
Warnings: short fic. fluffy, light and comfort reading. It contains some drama, though.
Warnings 2: Y/C = your choice (this fits for the subject Y/N teaches, etc).
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It’s one of these days, Anakin feels it even before landing Coruscant. Ignoring Obi-Wan’s scowls, he goes right after you, knowing where to find you.
As he crosses his way through the countryside to see you, Anakin is anxious, feeling your feelings from afar, aware of the reasons that took you—albeit momentarily—and praying to find you well, despite his suspicious that you are not.
Unaware of his presence, you had just left your work—you are a teacher and you teach Y/C there—with eyes puddled with tears. You’ve been feeling lonely and frustrated because lately you give your very best to make a nice class, you put such a great effort to be kind, gentle and loving and all you get in return is a shitty treatment?
You start to wonder whether you are capable of doing what you do and all of a sudden what’s been choked in your throat dissolves in tears. You are outdoors, grey clouds begin to rumble, but rain pours from your eyes.
Such is the scenario when he meets you. And your eyes go wide when you find the great General Skywalker right coming to you.
Reading your thoughts brings a smile to his face.
“Y/N”, he says softly. “Why’d you believe I was not coming to see my best friend?”
You blush lightly at his words, slamming his arm playfully before being engulfed in his embrace. Ah, to smell his perfume, to feel protected by his strength.
“Would you please not read my mind, Ani?”
He smiles at how muffled your voice comes out because you bury your head against his chest.
“I cannot help myself, Y/Nickname. Besides I had a bad feeling about you. What happened, uh?” As he offers you a seat on his ship, leading you to his place instead of piloting it to yours, you notice he’s been anxious.
“Is everything okay, Ani?”, you take hold of his hand, enjoying how easily your fingertips interlock, a sight that makes you smile.
A simple gesture that warms your heart. Anakin feels it too.
“You know? Being with you makes my day a lot better”, he smiles at you, side eyeing you all the whilst he keeps his eyes on the road. “I mean it, Y/N. I could listen every quality now, I could praise you for being you.”
You are sure your face goes bright red. You suddenly look away, even though your hand is still tied to Anakin’s.
“Shush, Ani. You really don’t know what you are saying.” And then you suddenly take notice that he’s not taking you home. “Ani, why am I here? I have to go back home, you know. I work tomorrow and…”
“Now I should shush you instead, princess”, he smirks at you. “Come here…”
Once he stops at his home, he makes sure to bring you with him, leading the way all the whilst he ensures you are comfortable there. You glue your eyes at his moves, watching as he does some tea, his concern over you, the way…
Oh.
The way you love him so much.
Anakin may have heard your thoughts because he suddenly freezes whilst waiting water to boil, but it’s only because he feels the same. And yet he senses the bubble within will explode because you are overwhelmed.
Leaving aside his fears, after preparing your favourite tea, Anakin rushes to your side right as you burst into tears at long last.
“Princess, princess… hey, come here”, he puts the tea on table and embraces you as he rocks you against his chest once you both seat at the couch. “What happened, my darling? Tell me everything that’s been troubling you. Should I use my lightsaber?”
You raise your eyes and giggle between sobs.
“Of course not, Anakin. What kind of question is that?”
“Well, it did bring you to laughters, did it not? Who brought you to tears, love?”, he holds your chin, eyeing you like a lover. As he strokes your cheek, Anakin smiles. “Do you have any doubts about how I feel for you, Y/Nickname?”
“I was afraid”, you tell him, not sobbing again. “I feel so…terrible, you know? Like everything I do is not enough. Where I am kind, I get rudeness. People are so mean! We are at war, but it feels like we fight it here too. We don’t use the Force like you, but words are our weapons. They hurt so bad and they don’t even care!”
Anakin listens attentively as you speak out. He soothes your arms and back, holding you protectively, not letting you go.
He presses a kiss on top of your head, at times wiping your tears. When you finally stop sobbing, he makes you look into his blue eyes again.
Though fragile you may feel, strange is that the feeling of protectiveness is so much stronger. You feel heard, seen, understood…and loved, even if you feel like you don’t deserve it.
“You are not responsible for other people’s thoughts and sentiments, dear Y/Nickname. You are, however, only attainable to your deeds. Don’t let other people’s corruptions corrupt your mission”, he speaks softly. “Your heart is kind and generous. You are pure, you are gold. I love you for who you are and honestly I couldn’t love anybody else.”
“Not even Senator Padmé Amidala?”, you tease him, making Anakin roll his eyes.
“Really now?”
He smiles as you giggle, before pressing a kiss over your head.
“How does it feel?”
“Thank you for listening, Ani. I…”
“I know”, says Anakin. “Drink your tea, dear one, otherwise it’ll get cold.”
You snuggle against him after getting the tea he prepared for you. The two of you spend the rest of the night like this, cuddled. This evening you stay at his household, though to hold his affection is a greater comfort that truly soothes your pained heart.
You offered love to the world but getting Anakin Skywalker’s love is one true kind of joy that elevates your heart to another loving purpose…
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Epilogue.
“Do you see the stars?”, he asks you.
Today, he is at your household. He’d just dinned with your family and now you two share some privacy outdoors.
“Yes. They spark such a vast universe”, you tell him.
“One day I’ll take you with me so we can explore it together”, Anakin vows it, taking your hands and pressing a kiss on top of every finger. “You are my sun, Y/N. I can only gravitate to you.”
“As you are my moon and stars, to whom my love is infinitive and beyond.”
You exchange glances. There is peace at long last. And as you two kiss… well, it can be said that this is where the fun truly begins.
#star wars#star wars imagine#intimate#consolation#fluffy reading#anakin x reader#anakin skywalker#imagine star wars#anakin skywalker x y/n#anakin Skywalker x female reader
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Welp, Chai, I rewatched the entire Hazbin Hotel pilot on the night of the 18th. It's been well over a year since I even watched it. Now onto my thoughts...
The Good 😊
The Animation: I know a lot of us complained about Viv's style of animation. But compared to the current HH animation style, it's a lot more pleasing in my eyes. I especially love the smear frames in the pilot (often referred to as "cursed images") as they really make the animation very dynamic.
The Voice Acting: I still absolutely adored the voice acting in the Hazbin Hotel pilot. Jill, Monica, Michael, Edward, Mick, etc. really brought their A-Game and really brought these characters to life. Frankly, I should've been way more upset when they were replaced back in December 2021.
Inside of Every Demon is a Rainbow: Man, I have forgotten how much of a banger this song is. I don't know how to describe the genre/genres of this song, but I view it as a strange yet effective mixture of a piano ballad, pop rock, and speed metal. I actually headbanged pretty hard during the song, something I can't say about the new Hazbin songs.
Vaggie: Still love that little grey moth sinner with an unfortunate name. I view her as the most rational (if not the only rational) character in HH. I still enjoy the scene where she explains to Angel Dust the legend of Alastor, very reminiscent of a Hey Arnold urban legend scene.
The One Scene between Angel Dust and Alastor: I don't know why, but the scene where Angel Dust offers a dick sucking to Alastor and then Alastor bluntly rejected him still makes me chuckle to this day. That's probably the only sex related joke I laughed at in my recent rewatch.
The Bad 😡
Seeing Red: This is a complaint nearly all of us had with the pilot: Too... much... RED! I don't know why didn't bother me years ago, yet it bothers me now. Granted, compared to the current series, the pilot has a little more variety of colors, even though it's still red dominated.
The Humor: Unfortunately, aside from the Angel/Alastor exchange, a lot of the jokes in HH fell flat with me during my recent rewatch. It just makes me wonder how I thought HH was funny back then. Maybe Viv's rose-tinted fog really clouded my judgement.
Vaggie's Treatment: One thing I still dislike about the pilot, even back when I was a fan, was how Vaggie was treated. Despite being the most/only rational character, Vaggie was treated quite poorly. From being ignored by Charlie, to being insulted by Angel, to being slapped in the ass by Alastor. *sigh* Why do cartoons have to torture characters with a hint of rationality?!
Too Many Characters, Not Enough Time: Not sure if this is nitpicky or not, but I feel the pilot "introduced" far too many characters in a 30-minute video. Yeah, I put quotes around "introduced" as many of them got only a few seconds of screen-time or were only there in portraits. Even "main" characters like Husk and Niffty got the short end of the stick in terms of screen-time. It also took me long to realize that Viv really favors her male characters over her female ones. Female led show, my ass!
The Ugly 🤢
The Wasted Potential: This is the only ugly thing, but the wasted potential of HH is so ugly that the Ugly Barnacle would die. Under Viv's rose-tinted fog, I foolishly grew emotionally attached and had high hopes for this show. Unfortunately, thanks to Vivienne Medrano's micro zepto-management, she pissed all the great potential away. *sigh* It could've been great... 😔
Well, that was a load-off. Now I feel like I've made some closure. 😇
-Metallica Anon 🤘
Thank you for reminding me just how Gerald Urban Tale-esque Vaggie's Alastor exposition was...between that and the constant little sound effects, the whole thing felt like a Nicktoon, and I know that's part of what I loved about it.
This was a bittersweet walk down memory lane just reading it, but I'm glad you got your closure, Metallica Anon. It really could have been so great.
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May I ask if there’s any mcr fics that you would recommend
These are what I've enjoyed so far. All Frerard (Frank/gerard) fic recs. I have many more to read (saved about 100 fics yikes) so will have more recs in the future if anyone is interested? A lot of supernatural, spooky and ghosty ones here. And, lots of Danger Days as that's what got me into reading them in the first place. Of course I started with what is seen as the holy fic trinity. These are just my taste. I can't promise that they’ll be yours, but hope there's something you like XD
Unholyverse by Bexless
“He thinks I have stigmata,” Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn’t get any worse. He might as well just lay it out.
“Oh, well,” said Brian into his hands. “Of course.”
The Anatomy of a Fall by novembersmith
The unholy union of a high school AU and a ghost story. Gerard's life takes a strange turn when his family moves to a small town in Vermont and he discovers the locals aren't all what they seem to be. Also includes: unexpected nature walks, murder, pining, improper treatment of crime scenes, a number of bone-related puns, high school bullies, and a short-range shrub named Ferdinand.
A Splitting Of The Mind by Shoved2agree (Gaiamdma)
Gerard Way sees the world differently. Alone and institutionalised, Gerard claims that he is being hunted, and that his mind holds the key to existence. Does Gerard really hold such a powerful secret? Or is he just insane like everyone else in the institution?
Run by vesna (mrsronweasley)
Being a secret teenage werewolf is hard. Frank should know. He is one.
James Cameron Got It Wrong by ladyfoxxx
In which 2005!Frank and Fun Ghoul get it on. Then Frank accidentally winds up in 2019.
Shadows In The Parking Lot by Cellphonecharm_au
In which there’s a mass grave under Frank and Ray’s apartment complex, Frank doesn’t believe in ghosts, & Frank’s ex-boyfriend is, conveniently, a paranormal consultant.
The Science of Sleep by chimneythunder
It’s 2011 and Frank Iero’s life is pretty average until the night where he starts getting dreams about a strange, apocalyptic California where there’s rayguns, grey corporations and terrorists who use art and colour as a weapon. Interesting and fun at first, but the more he dreams about this world, the more he starts to wonder if it really is a dream... and the deeper he gets into this futuristic world, the more it seems to affect his life in the present day.
And just how exactly does everything all seem to link in with that douchebag black-haired artist who sits in Starbucks every day?
The Calypso Initiative by theficisalie
AU: A rise in technological and medical advancements combined with an unexpected surge in mutations around the globe can only mean one thing: superpowers. As a child born before the information boom of 2010 rocked the world with the official news of these "SuperHumans", Frank Iero was kicked out onto the street at nine years old. His power seems to be more of a curse than a blessing: his body creates and leaks a net of energy that sets those who are unaware of it on edge. He is saved at first by a rogue agent of the government who understands the plight of the homeless children, and then by a small team of government agents who bring him into The Institute: an underground compound set up by the government to teach those with emerging superpowers how to control and use their gifts.
Frank finally has a place where he seems to belong, and a group of friends: Mikey Way, a telepath; Gerard Way, whose body is a vacuum that neutralizes energy; and Ray Toro, a healer. All is far from perfect, however. Frank’s powers and training are put to the ultimate test when he has to fight both evil and betrayal to save not only the world, but also the best family he’s ever known.
synchronicity (cut me open, cut you down) by BackyardOwl
Party Poison glares like Frank’s mere presence could’ve jeopardized the game. But then the scowl melts off and is exchanged with a smirk.
“I’m so glad you came tonight!” he says in the fakest sugary tone possible. “It’s important for a novice to observe, because you learn so much. And surely you learned from this, because that?” He motions to the arena behind him. “That’s how you play GridSlam.”
Frank is shaking. He’s this fucking close to decking the motherfucker. Novice? He hasn’t been a fucking novice since age fucking 11!
(a story about heated rivalries, mourning your loved ones, and cheating death)
Strange Things Happen At The One Two Points by lovebashed
1930s. The Dust Bowl. Having no place to turn after his mother's death, Frank joins a carnival. By doing so a chain of events commence, that lead him to Pete. Frank and Pete couldn't be more different, but they both possess strange powers that gain momentum as their journeys unfurl. Both their lives, and that of those they know, will be irrevocably changed before the end. Carnivale AU.
I Believe We're The Enemy by Test_subject_306
"You know what?" Frank snaps, glaring at the person who used to be Party Poison. "You know, sometimes I wish they'd just killed you instead."
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Howdy y'all!
It seems like I can only find the wherewithal to post on Sunday these days. Please don't stop tagging me for Wednesdays, though! I have hope that I'll build up the free time for it again!
Thanks to @prettygoododds, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @larkral, @wellbelesbian, @artsyunderstudy, @nightimedreamersghost, @rimeswithpurple, @shemakesmeforget, @whatevertheweather, @ileadacharmedlife, @facewithoutheart, @cutestkilla and @alexalexinii for tagging me over the last couple of weeks!
First things first, To Heal A Broken Mind is in the homestretch, y'all! It ought to be done in the next two weeks, and then goes to my beta, and then I finally get to share it with @yellobb-old and the rest of the world! Here's a bit of softness from the final chapter:
“I love you!” I blurt, and then squeak and hide my face in his shoulder. But he doesn’t let me hide, just chuckles and lifts my head up so I’m facing him again. .
“I love you too,” he says solemnly, and I feel tears burn at the corner of my eyes. “But hold that thought. After tomorrow, say it to me again. And I’ll do the same. And we’ll start our new life…or, at least, my new life, with you in it. For good this time”
Westward Son is also on the downhill slide, both in the story and in the completion of it! I estimate that the final chapter will go up before November. Here's our crew getting to know a new friend:
Acorn knows where all sorts of forest gleanings may be had. He shows us berry bushes that still have ripe fruit, though chilled by the frost. He digs up squirrel hordes of acorns (his namesake, he chuckles), along with other nuts and seeds. And, while he is strictly a plant eater, he isn’t offended when we hunt the beasts of the forest. He even shows us the best places to set traps or string fishing lines.
When I ask him if he’s bothered by us eating meat in his presence, he’s philosophical. “Should I grow angry at the puma or the wolf because they consume the beautiful deer and rabbits? Their needs are not mine, and so I am content with eating differently from humans, because I am not human.”
The next chapter of Saving Simon Snow is coming soon, lol (and so is Simon) (warning for smutty snippet below):
It’s harder than you’d think to roll your eyes and sneer in disgust when the love of your life is rocking in and out of you, and you feel so full that you’re certain you’ll burst. But I put in the work.
“Consummated? You’re a moron, Snow,” I grumble, even as he steadily takes me apart.
He laughs. “I feel like you should call me Simon when I’m fucking you,” he says, panting.
“You’re a moron, Simon,” I repeat obediently.
Here's a little bit of tension from Snow Fox (next chapter also up in a day or two!)
Gareth comes into view, his pistol now pressed to the back of Malcolm Grimm’s head. “I tied up the Lieutenant, Sir. Shall I give the rest of these blackguards the same treatment?”
Forgive me, Baz.
“As you please,” I tell Gareth, keeping my tone light. “And no need to be gentle.”
From my CORB, The Heart in The Well, Baz is in a spot of trouble.
A sharp pain in my skull, and I found myself facing a hobgoblin. He was holding me up by my hair. Hobgoblins are related to goblins, but their skin is more greenish-grey than green, and they’re far uglier. But they eat people, just like their prettier cousins. I wondered if I was about to be their next meal.
I hoped they’d choke on me.
From what I am currently calling "Simon the TikTok Dancer" (which will absolutely not be its final name), try to guess who Simon's teacher is 😉
At least Snow’s obvious progress makes what I have to tell him tonight easier. I’ve been dreading it all day. San Diego State University starts up again on Monday, and so our dance season is over. I have to say good-bye to Snow, at least for the school year.
I indulge myself in watching him dance, not eager to bring down the mood already.
I can see spots where his control is rough, and areas where he needs more precision, but truly, he’s already beautiful to watch.
And finally, a little Simon and Baz bonding from Stars, Flowers, and Children:
Simon is bubbling over with excitement, and I can’t help being infected with his enthusiasm. The moment we reach the pond, he spins to face me with a wild grin and says, “We’ve found Blackbeard’s lagoon, Baz! His buried treasure must be nearby!”
I stare at him. What on Earth is he on about?
Simon’s smile fades a little. When he speaks again, it’s in a softer, more coaxing tone. “Come on Baz. Haven’t you ever played a game of make believe?”
Is that what this is? “I didn’t grow up around many other children,” I admit, stiffly.
Simon’s expression softens into something that looks very much like pity. It’s intolerable.
I'm actually posting well before midnight for once, so I'm going to tag generously. Welcome and join me if you'd like, friends!
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PROPAGANDA
Rose Quartz
It’s all “more morally grey women in media!” but when the mom from the space rocks singing and crying show turns out to not be the saint she was made out to be in the early seasons, suddenly she’s The Real Villain Of the Show and a Bitch and all the good she did in liberating the gems and saving the earth is completely erased. Yes! She was a diamond! She did some evil shit without understanding the consequences! She was once entitled and bratty and unempathetic. She got a lot of people hurt! But she also gave all our gems their freedom! She gave up her status and family and slowly tried to fix all the damage the diamonds had caused. She didn’t have Steven as a means to escape her past, she had Steven because she saw in humans everything she always wanted to be- something free and forever changing. You are allowed to not forgive her but claiming her to be inherently evil even after all she went through is flat out wrong. Imo you all just cant handle a bbw.
So many people absolutely DESPISE Rose Quartz. The show showed her character arc in reverse order, and when the show started, she was seen as this perfect being who was wise and kind and a rebel hero and utterly flawless. But then we find out that she wasn't perfect, and she was one of the tyrannical Diamonds the show has as the main antagonists. She used to be a spoiled brat who threw tantrums, hurt one of her servants, and left her friend/plaything Spinel to stand in a garden for thousands of years. She discovered the beauty of earth and rebelled to save it from being destroyed, even faking the death of her Pink Diamond identity so the rebellion could win. She works her entire life to change and become a better person from who she was. Ultimately she gives up her gem and life so Steven could live before the show begins, and the show has Steven gradually learning about her. She is often hated and seen as a villain and worse than the other Diamonds, who are genocidal tyrants until the very end of the show.
Steven Universe shows Pink Diamond’s arc in reverse. At the beginning of the show, all the characters see Rose as this great hero, this perfect unimpeachable goddess, and over the course of the show we learn that this is a lie — Rose was just as flawed as anyone else, in many was immature, lied to all of her closest friends, was at times very cruel to her loved ones, and spent most of her life unlearning the privilege and entitlement and cruelty which her youth taught her. The last things we learn about Pink Diamond (her abandonment of spinel, her treatment of volleyball) are perhaps the worst things she ever does. But these are also some of the *earliest* things she ever does — this is where she STARTS, and we see in the show that Pink spends a lot of time trying not to be the person who did those things, even if she never undoes them, so that by the end of her life she’s far from perfect but is also in many many important ways not that person. Her decision to become Rose Quartz is in part an attempt to remake herself, to *not be* the childish, callously cruel pink diamond she is meant to be. And rose quartz *is* kind, and works to be good, but she cannot truly stop being that person. In the end, I think we are meant to understand that Rose Quartz decided to become Steven because she wanted to grow and improve in a way she felt that she couldn’t — she KNOWS that she isn’t a good person and can never truly be a good person, so she destroys herself so that Steven can be the good person she can’t be. And her decision to bring steven into the world caused a lot of pain, and maybe it was selfish, but it’s also a fascinating expression of Rose’s self-awareness about her own flaws!!!! I love Rose/Pink for how flawed she is and how much she tries not to be flawed. Anyway a large portion of the SU fandom thinks Pink Diamond is an irredeemable monster. So that’s cool.
Chara Dreemur
There's a lot of bias against Chara for appearing at the end of the Genocide Route, but there's so much more to them than "I want to murder everyone". They're a kid!! They made mistakes and they felt bad for them, and now they're stuck following the player and watching their every move... The fandom misrepresents them very badly imo
Somehow people forgive Asriel for everything he's done as a soulless being after his death, but when it comes to Chara, it's like they're the devil incarnate.
Chara is a character commonly seen as guilty for the genocide run or harmless disregarding them only appearing at the end and posioning Asgore
Poor kid called themselves a demon ONE TIME and then got misrepresented so badly as immoral killer with no sympathy
People constantly blame them for the worst ending of the game, even though the entire point of the game is that the player has a the opportunity to choose senseless violence and that it is the player's fault for killing the characters. They are a troubled child, and while they do some bad things, like taking the player's violent example at the end, most of what the fandom pins on them is in the hands of the player.
#misrepresented morally grey#round 2#bracket b#steven universe#rose quartz#pink diamond#undertale#chara dreemur
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oh right, this game is about dwarfs sometimes
I really tried to keep track of my starting dwarfs, but there's been so much going on, and so many visitors
Our expedition leader Lokum, “the heart”, Avuzlised. Makes friends quickly, pretty good mood. She likes chickens, and took all the starting chickens as pets
her boyfriend, our numbers guy, Iteb Abuluzol
Fish Eater, she's got fishing skills and would rather eat raw fish than vegetarian prepared meals
the Carpenter
one of our miners, nicknamed Gravel
resident crankypants. Getting proficient at bludgeoning with her copper crossbow. Worships Zim, a dwarven god of mountains, takes the form of a mountain goat
not pictured, our other miner, calling her Rock Mover
The two miners are also a couple. It turns out setting out in a biome that doesn't pelt everything in blood is more conducive to starting relationships.
Some others that joined early
Datan the manager
and Rith Knowingcrystal and her husband Aban Daggerwilts, our now baroness and gem cutter.
I had the expedition bring copper crossbows, because i keep reading the ammo issues are fixed, but so far they've only been used for bashing. (I think I keep messing up the order of commands, or stockpile assignment, just have ton of
Fortunately we've only fought with stray animals that got annoying.
Only had to have 2 dwarfs visit the hospital after this. We did lose a good shirt, however.
Elk birds keep charging into my fort and fighting with my dogs.
I'm kind of mad that no one in my fort seems to like dogs, and the only one that's a pet is one I assigned as a hunting animal.
However I did find out about and figure out how to enable Dwarfvet which lets animals get treatment at the hospital.
Got a few of the elk birds trapped and tamed. Also sent the military squads after a few that got annoying, and a giant olm that bit Rock Mover.
Found some kind of cave horses
they're called draltha, and they are really big but skittish. They all have ecru skin and yellow hair so far. (I haven't learned much about the DF specific creatures, or spent much time in the caverns, so some of these are surpises)
Also got some of them tamed, they had a baby
Beneath the caverns, I finally found some mostly dry stone!
Then Immediately found a spider hole.
and almost, almost got it sealed up before some non-spiders showed up.
That's a swarm of rutherers. Big blue and grey beasties, seems like they move around in family groups.
The flooding on the level just above is sort of the worst, and responsible for our only dwarven casualty so far.
should I have sent dwarfs down to smooth a drainage hole? It turns out no. But I still don't know why he didn't just walk off the upward slope tile.
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So, I really like Spider as a character. I think the concept is interesting and am really curious about where it could go and I love a lot of the dynamics people are cooking up for him in fics. However, there is one thing that I’ve seen popping up that has me puzzled, and that’s how some people are like… genuinely angry at the Sullies for not taking him in? Idk if it’s just me, but I feel like they were under no obligation? Like, they are people of a different species w/ a child on the way soon after the war (I guess 2 w/ Kiri) and one of them has trauma when it comes to humans so… idk, it just doesn’t feel like they should have, were in any position, or under any obligation to to begin with. In my eyes thats like if people blamed two parents for not taking in their children’s best friend or something. I feel like the best place for a human child at that time (given the na’vi’s very recent experiences with the majority of the humans) was probably with other humans, and that was a reasonable course of action.
Do I think that Neytiri owes Spider an apology for her treatment of him? Yes—when she’s truly ready, has thought about her past actions, and will mean that apology to her fullest. But thats it, honestly. Trying to rescue Spider would have been suicide, the Sullies were under no obligation to adopt him in the first place, and how he was raised is on those who he was actually put in the care of.
But who knows. Maybe I’m just being insensitive or don’t know all of the facts?
Hello anon. I do think that it is an extremely complicated situation, and one that we won't ever see in much detail. We skipped all those years, and in this movie we the audience were shown Spider's story in a highly sympathetic light in order to help the audience understand his decision with Quaritch. This is not to say his story isn't sympathetic, because it really is, it just easily could have been shown much more sympathetically from Neytiri's point of view. Hers is honestly a point of view we haven't ever really gotten fully, Neytiri is always a secondary protagonist.
But anyways, I agree with you for the most part. No, the Sully's were not under any obligations with Spider. Certainly the Na'vi weren't. People expect a lot more from protagonists in media than antagonists. Viewers praise Quaritch for kidnapping Spider but then stopping him from being tortured for longer, and vilify Jake for not rescuing him. Praise Quaritch for not killing Kiri because "he didn't ever intend to," and vilify Neytiri for not killing Spider because "she would have done it." A morally grey action means a trend in the right direction for a villain, and it means a trend in the wrong one for a hero. Idk, we're all very simple I guess. We have a lot of empathy ready to go for those who are already at rock bottom just in case we ourselves are ever there, but we can't wait to drag good characters down to our level.
I don't really hold Spider's childhood against any of our charcters except maybe his guardians, the McCoskers. I've worked in schools for a long time now, and one of the main things I've learned is that being able to judge someone else's situation is a privilege, because I don't know what I would do in it. There's a lot of living situations for kids that I've thought were less than ideal, but the parents were doing literally everything they could or giving everything they had left which wasn't much. Or, they needed a little guidance or support to be able to know how to do better.
Impossible situations are impossible, and I feel like there's a ton of judgement for Neytiri especially for how she handles the unthinkable, that I really don't enjoy. Idk, I've said it in posts before; I think Spider is best off with the Sully's now that they've made that choice. It's a choice the kids made long ago. But they weren't raised as siblings, because that wasn't a choice Neytiri and Jake were in any place to make before. They placed him with a human family to raise him. People argue that they should have noticed his foster family weren't treating him well and it's their fault he was with them; it's something kids hide and professionals miss all the time. Sometimes, and as much as it sucks you get it drilled into you, kids slip through the cracks and there isn't anyone specific to blame. You just try to patch them up and make things better and heal. Isn't that what most of our classic Spider Sully fics are about, lol.
#oh and i do think neytiri should apologize to spider when she fully is ready#and that attempting to rescue spider would have been suicide#miles spider socorro#spider socorro#spider sully#neytiri sully#kiri sully#jake sully#miles quaritch#avatar#avatar the way of water#james cameron avatar#melissa is an english major#melissa's asks#melissa on avatar (cameron)
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How i perceive Sirius Black
Starting with the basics
- gay he loved men
- genderfluid
- graysexual
- androginy THEY ARE ANDROGINY
- any pronouns (preference for using different pronouns in the same sentence)
- Has BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and ADHD
- french/east easian/plain white idk i like these 3 hcs
- 1,78m tall (told everyone was 1,80m)
- Sirius was trained in ballroom dancing, piano, violin and had etiquette lessons as a child. Speaks French, English, German and Russian. She can play almost any instrument tbh.
- Loved to paint, write poetry and draw. (drew mostly on black and grey). Sirius also kept a journal he learned to charm so only his eyes could read it.
- Favorite band was Queen, also loved Bowie, KISS, Led Zeppelin, T. Rex and all of glam rock (later found a passion for punk) and secretly loved Tchaikovsky. Found muggle music through Andromeda. She was like her older sister and his biggest protector, he was destroyed when she was disowned. She kept buying sirius vinyls and sending it to her while she was at school.
- Sirius was a natural born rebel, they defied everything just by existing. "My existence is a scandal" was his motto.
- Sirius loved to read, but at home was only allowed to read russian and french classics like Dostoevsky, Victor Hugo, Tolstoy, Dumas etc.
- Once their uncle Alphard gave him Oscar Wilde books and that became her whole life. She loved 'The ghost of Canterville' and 'The Picture of Dorian Grey'. Sirius never really talked to other ppl about liking books though.
- At home, her life was shit, of course. Her parents were abusive and it started really young, they were manipulative and narcissistic, neglected Sirius's emotions and feelings, and prohibited him from showing their true self. But the abuse was discreet, quiet, it wasn't obvious to him. She knew it wasn't alright but also couldn't recognize it was abuse, to her, their parents just wanted what was best for him, wanted him to be their best self. Her mom still told him she loved them, they still gave star things, they treated them well and like shit at the same time.
- As Sirius was growing up the abuse kept getting worse, they started using curses and hexes and beating him, hurting her in many ways, but she thought he deserved it because that would help them become a better person, she still understood the abuse as care. As he turned 13 he was thought dark arts at home stars parents used his wants and needs as a way to control her, she always had to do something for her family to get basic human treatment. As she got older they started getting more violent, using unforgivables and curses that hurt her physically.
- Walburga was literally one of the worst people to walk on this earth, she was bitter, heartless, prejudiced, violent, ruthless, she was an awful human being and Sirius HATED her. Walburga was obsessed with keeping up appearances, making the family name justice, being better and superior to everyobody else, she had these delusions of grandeur, of maintaining a superiority status. He was scared she could become like her mother one day, that she was as insane as the woman who gave him life but also literally tortured and tried to kill her own children just for the sake of "the family name".
- Her relationship with Regulus was very complicated. When Reg was born Sirius loved him so much, he couldn't even explain. Reg was everything Sirius could never be. He was everything her parents wanted her to be, he was quiet, polite, patient, never spoke out of turn, he did everything his parents wanted him no without question. Sirius could feel in all the ways their parents acted that they loved Reg more, that Reg was what they actually wanted.
- Sirius hated herself for it because she hated his brother for something he could not control but they also loved him more than anything. So their relationship was unstable, some nights they went to each other for comfort, others they wouldnt even share looks. Around 9/8yo Reg told Sirius that he just always knew he had to play a part, to pretend in order to survive in that family, that he had to be literally a perfect child. For most of her life, Sirius did love his brother more than anything. After Reg grew up and started to get more brainwashed by his parents, they drifted apart he resented Sirius, he despised him for being a blood traitor, for being queer, for being wrong. (Abused children deal with abuse in different ways so i would never say regulus was a bad person, he was victim) Sirius had to leave and it was the right thing to do.
- Only started to have longer hair by the end of 4th year
- He was a happy child, a little star, brighting people's days, always laughing and being just loud. Her mother hated it. Orion was just neglectful and complacent with Walburga.
- Sirius was very loud, just a loud person, who talked loud, walked making noise, talked with their whole body
- His presence was always noticed, because she could not shut up. They always knew something was wrong in the way her family worked, every night she cried looking at the stars wishing to be saved, because she knew life could be better, she always felt something was missing, like a void in his chest, like he wasn't complete. That void was filled with James. He felt how real normal people love for the first time with James. He was the brother she wanted Reg to be, James was supportive of his every action and trait, they could hug and show affection.
- James was so much more than just a best friend, he was truly Sirius' brother, their relationship wasn't platonic nor romantic, their loved surpassed these notions we have of love. Their love just was. Nothing could compare to Remus though, he was her soulmate, her other half, they were connected by the red string, they were born to be together. He probably fell in love with Remus the second they met.
- Sirius was sensitive and also strong, she cried himself to sleep sometimes bc he didn't wanna bother anyone. He used humor to hide the fact that she hated himself, he was always cracking jokes and making people laugh, because that made her feel loved.
- Sometimes she lost her sense of self, she dissociated and wondered who she even was, if that person was actually them, if he wasnt pretending just to cause a scene, those days she became distant, nobody recognized him. He was agressive and impulsive and somehow was always hurting the people she cared most.
- Some days she felt like a complete failiure and waste of space, other days she felt he was better than every other living human, some days she loved who she was, others he wanted to die and be born as someone else. He didn't know how he felt about himself, nothing in her was constant, except the change. She didn't know how she felt, it was empty and simultaniously overwhelming because she felt everything and nothing at the same time. She was insecure and over confident, rude and also sweet and polite.
-His boggart was being left by everyone he loved.
- There was a time in his life where she treated everyone like shit on purpose because she was convinced that everyone would leave him and some point so it would be "her choice". That didnt last and it was awful, he felt awful, she cried every day, she began to self harm and hate himself.
- She hated being impulsive and always hurting people. She hated that sometimes his mind kinda shut off and he lost control of what he was doing and saying, hated that she couldn't remember it after, he hated that on these times she always did the worst things imaginable.
- Sirius dressed fem and masc, depends on the day and what he was feeling, they wore lots of leather jackets, croptops, low waisted jeans, oversize jackets, coats and sweaters. loved something showing chest, very flamboyant and sparkly. Their color palette was black, red, grey, purple and dark brown.
- Sirius loved tattoos and piercings. She got her first tattoo on sixth year, along with Remus. She had many ear piercings, nipple piercing and a stud nose (with a ruby on it)
- The relationship with his sexuality was complicated, he always knew she didn't like women the way boys were supposed to. In Hogwarts, he did everything to show everyone that he, in fact, did like girls. Until fifth year, she just couldn't take it anymore. she did hook up with some random girls just for show (nothing sexual, he couldn't physically put themselves through that). But then he met Benjy and that's when it all changed, Benjy helped him discover who she was, what they liked, what felt good and comfortable and what didn’t, helped them with the whole gender thing (Sirius did not give a fuck, sometimes he felt like a boy, sometimes not and that was it, couldn't care less about how ppl referred to or perceived her). So basically the only people he ever had anything with were Remus and Benjy.
-Sirius found it easy to hate and dislike things and people and she hated herself most of all for it. Because good people can't hate, good people only love, good people don't get angry and destructive. Therefore, in her mind, he was a terrible person.
- Sirius felt like a mistake sometimes, like a waste of space, like he was useless and could have done more to save his brother, to save her cousin, to be loved by their family. For a long time, that was all she wanted, that's what he would see in the mirror of Erised, him being her true self in front of her family, dressed however he pleased, and their family behind smiling, supporting and loving her.
- His boggart was himself, with the dark mark on her arm. The slytherin green tie, pale skin, hair all short and well cut. His biggest fear was being evil, ending up being the horrible person the voice inside their head kept saying he was.
- His biggest dream for years was being loved by his family, but becoming what they wanted was her biggest fear. She had always been torn.
- James was the one that made them realize that her family was fucked up, that they were wrong, that Sirius was enough and that he did not need to change in order to be treated like a person, that her family wasn't worth it and that she had to let go. It wasn’t easy, it took James five long years, but on December 1975 Sirius came all bloody to the Potters, left her family behind, and began to heal.
- Sirius was unstable, as established here, he hated herself for it. Sometimes she felt like she only did the wrong thing, like she was rotten and couldn’t be fixed, like she would die being a mistake like he could never be loved and never truly love.
- Sirius just has a very androgynous feminine aura, loved to explore gender expression, and never really cared what people said.
- Sirius Black and Remus Lupin are connected by the red string, they are head over heels in love with each other, they ARE love. Their relationship isn’t toxic, its beautiful and pure and genuine and sweet, it may have had its ups and downs but they never treated each other poorly. Even when they were mad or fighting, if one needed help or comfort, the other put everything aside to come to their aid. They were always touching and holding hands and exchanding looks, their love was so strong you could feel it in the air, everyone around them could see it, it was undeniable.
#sirius black#sirius orion black#sirius being sirius#sirius and james#the marauders era#marauders#marauders era#remus x sirius#wolfstar#prongsfoot#nonbinary sirius black#genderfluid sirius black#fem and masc sirius#sirius and remus#sirius and regulus#the black brothers#the black family#sirius and andromeda#sirius black headcanon
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Thank you @zsparz and @six-demon-bag for tagging me! ❤️
1. How many works do you have on ao3? Only 12, because I am a baby writer.
2. What's your total ao3 word count? 86k
3. What fandoms do you write for? Winterbaron, or more accurately, Zemo/everyone
4. Top five fics by kudos: Let's do a top 3, since top 5 would just be like half my fics.
Something Sweet to Eat (142 kudos)
Extremely underage Halloween fic, bunny boy Zemo shows up trick or treating at Bucky's house
Adopt, Don’t Shop (123 kudos)
Omegaverse, bratty teen Zemo is for sale at an Omega kennel and Alpha Bucky goes shopping
Gift-Wrapped (113 kudos)
This was the first fic I ever posted (just a few years ago) and I'm still pretty proud of it. Just a silly Winterbaron rimming PWP, but it's hot
5. Do you respond to comments? I try to, I always mean to, but I think I'm a bit behind right now. I know there are some amazing comments on Home to Me from last year that I still haven't replied to and I feel bad about it all the time.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably Under Lock and Key (what a mess we’ve made), the Heinrich/Helmut Zemo dadcest fic I wrote for @ex0rin where I followed her hurt/no comfort philosophy of leaving him on the floor crying.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I don't know if I really do happy endings? I have PWPs where the happy ending is they both come, if that counts. 😅 Let's say... Ink Kissed (with violent precision) where tattoo artist Bucky gives his client Zemo a dick tattoo, and Zemo ends up quite happy with the tattoo as well as the rest of the service.
8. Do you get hate on fics? I've only gotten one or two of the world's mildest hate comments. I guess my ships are sufficiently niche that no one cares about them.
9. Do you write smut? Yeah! Do I write anything other than smut? No.
10. Craziest crossover: I've only written one crossover, A Suitable Course of Treatment, Bucky Barnes/Laszlo Kreizler from The Alienist, which isn't crazy at all because as we all know, Laszlo has Zemo's face. (If it counts, I once started a Dir en grey x Sailormoon fic where the band members magically turned into Sailor Scouts, but I did not ever get far on it.)
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, the aforementioned Adopt, Don’t Shop was co-written with @violenciorp and @tales-from-a-maphia-don, because Vio lovingly bullied us into it, despite me and Mel ostensibly not being into Omegaverse.
14. All time favorite ship? I've jumped ship a lot over the years, but it's gotta be Winterbaron, since this is the ship that finally got me writing and posting and getting really involved in a fandom.
15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? The first serious attempt I made at writing in this fandom was this teen Zemo necrophilia thing, and I wrote the necro part but none of the plotty stuff leading up to it. I still dream of finishing it, in an abstract way where I have no motivation to ever work on it.
16. What are your writing strengths? I think I'm pretty good at rhythm and flow and making my prose sound musical? That's something I focus a lot on and I tend to read aloud while editing to make sure it sounds good to my ear.
17. What are your writing weaknesses? Probably plot and dialogue, and figuring out how to include technical details of things I know nothing about. But most of all procrastination, my arch-nemesis.
18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? I personally avoid it, because I find it annoying to have to look up the translations in the middle of reading. I prefer to just say they're speaking in whatever language but write the dialogue in English.
19. First fandom you wrote in? J-rock RPF in the early 2000s, but I mostly just did a bit of RP and never got far with any fics I started.
20. Favorite fic you've written? Sometimes it feels like every new thing I post is my new favourite, haha. But I thiiiink my fave has been Something Sweet to Eat since I wrote it (the Halloween fic mentioned earlier), because it's probably the most self-indulgent thing I've written to date. I am truly the main audience for that fic and I'm very happy with it.
No pressure tagging: @violenciorp, @tales-from-a-maphia-don, @thepiper0fhameln, @ex0rin, @unlikelymilliner, @evenmyhivemindisempty, and anyone else who sees this and wants to join in!
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Harry is very very bothered that he is being ignored by the family. First the roya article trying to make it seem that they are in talks. That didn't work so now just a plain old tantrum with threats and blackmail from scobie. He is so emotionally invested in this family.
Grey rock treatment works.
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O gee Meghan giving the King the finger we’re have we seen this before the grey rocking isn’t working
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I am so glad you brought this up.
Grey rocking only works in personal relationships. If someone trespasses on my property or attacks my family, trust me I am not going to grey rock them. If a country is attacked, they aren’t going to grey rock their enemy. It’s so absurd when I hear people say the BRF should just grey rock the Harkles.
Also by the way, if you really wanna talk grey rocking. William is actually grey rocking Harry, but that’s not good enough according to same people who demand the grey rocking treatment. When Wiliam does the grey rocking it makes him the “bad cop”
ISTG this fandom makes me want to scream.
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John Dory
The Leader Voice of Reason
(Brotherworldly Au Masterpost)
Age after TBT: 41
Birthday: June 26th
Info under cut:
Power: Sound Imitation
20%:
Able to talk without using his vocal cords
Able to imitate basic one note noises
40%
Able to project his voice from anywhere in a 1 foot radius
Able to imitate basic songs
Able to imitate someones voice
60%
Able to project his voice from anywhere in a 1.5 foot radius
Able to imitate the speaking patterns of someone’s voice
Able to imitate complex songs
80%
Able to project his voice from anywhere in a 2.5 foot radius
Able to replay previous noises he heard
100%
Echos any noise he can hear with a 1 second delay
Pre JD Capture
“I have to protect everyone.”
Lives in the troll tree with his four younger brothers
Has to raise himself and his brothers since there parents passing
Feels the need to protect every troll due to seeing himself as a danger
His dad made his goggles
Post JD Capture
“Maybe my powers aren’t completely a curse.”
Got captured after pushing a young troll out of the way from Chef’s grasp
Tricked Chef by imitating the Kings voice
Escaped to a nearby forest and met Rhonda
Pre Return to Troll Tree
“I’ll get everyone else out of the Troll Tree too!”
Created a plan to get everyone out of the troll tree by tricking the Bergens to open the cage
Got attacked by a bird on the treck to Bergen town
Post Return to Troll Tree
“They’re all gone...”
When no one was at the tree he believed they all died
Almost went grey but Rhonda stopped him from getting to that point
Stopped talking for 3 months due to grief
Forgot what his voice sounded like and how to talk with his vocal cords
He talked with a jumble of what he remembered from his brother’s voices
Pre TBT
“I got Rhonda. She’s all I need.”
Has lived in the wild for 23 years at this point (20 since returning from the troll tree)
Destroyed his shirt by continually ripping it up for bandages
Master Survivalist
Has been spotted by other troll tribes but no one ever did anything about him
Post TBT
“I’ve made it and never been better!”
Adjusting to living in civilization again
Lives in Branch’s bunker with Branch and Floyd
Found a voice recorder with his voice so now he can talk with his voice own again
Thought about learning to talk with his vocal cords again but decided not to
Doesn’t like the texture of shirts
Was going to fully fix his pants but a rock troll called it gnarly and now he refuses too
Got a new set of lenses for his goggles
Rhonda
Very friendly
Met JD after her parents died
JD became like a parent to her
Never grew big due to not getting enough food too
Likes to hide in JD’s hair and sit on his lap
Miscellaneous
Dyslexic
Quadruple A Battery (AroAce, Agender, and Agenre)
Uses He/Him pronouns
Hates camping
Has spent hours staring at large quantities of food (usually with Floyd too)
Threw up on Rhonda on his 34th birthday and she has never forgiven him for it
Loves to pull pranks (especially with his abilities) and often teams up with Floyd to pull them
His first April Fools back ended up with him and Floyd getting banned from 6 separate stores, almost the entire village despising them for around a month, both of them getting a black eye from Smidge, and Branch giving them the silent treatment for a week (they would do it again in a heartbeat)
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I've been slowly ironing out Cirrus' life and I think I've got the basics of his childhood down now, which I'll now share-
“Some sources suggest that his first title was actually ‘Bad Omen’, a cruel thing to call a child.”
Cirrus’ parents are humble folks, living near the Grey Docks in the city of Baldur’s Gate. They sell fish and seafood at different city markets, earning enough to support themselves and afford simple but fulfilling lives.
Cirrus’ parents both appear as normal humans. They had tried unsuccessfully for years to have children and had likely given up on the idea that it would be possible for them when his mother found herself pregnant. They were not aware that they carried infernal ancestry as well as an unknown ancestral source of storm sorcery, but likely these heritages were at conflict with each other, thus making it difficult to create viable life.
In my mind, Cirrus’ silver hair and glowing right eye are expressions of his storm sorcery “interfering” with his genetics, while his horns, pointed ears, fangs, sharp nails and tail are expressions of his infernal ancestry. If he had had neither of these ancestries he would have appeared as a normal human with red hair and blue eyes, like his mother. He does still have her freckles and one blue eye.
Cirrus was born during a terrible storm, one people would talk about for a long time after. The docks flooded and there was much cleaning up and repairs to do afterwards. The people around him wouldn’t know, but it’s likely Cirrus unintentionally influenced or even created the storm with his magic during his birth.
His parents were shocked to see that their son was a tiefling, but quickly learned to love him. Between his stormy birth and his wispy silver hair they named their son Cirrus, the cloud that warns that a storm is coming. His sorcery was not visible, or at least recognized until he was older. He does not have any siblings.
Others were more wary of Cirrus from the start. Many called it a bad omen when a tiefling with ‘an evil eye’ was born during such a cruel storm, an unfortunate nickname that stuck with Cirrus most of his childhood. He had a few friends from the docks, but was often bullied and considered as an easy mark as he couldn’t or wouldn’t typically fight back when attacked.
His parents did not have a lot of money but did their very best to make sure Cirrus was well taken care of. His clothes were not fancy but they were warm, there was food on the table even if it wasn’t always exciting. Once he was a bit older he had to look after himself while they were working, but he was always welcome to search them out. Cirrus tried to keep away from them how others treated him, though they were aware of many of the things people called him and the looks he'd get. They raised him to be kind and forgiving, even when others wouldn’t treat him the same way.
Growing up Cirrus would run around the docks with the other urchins, getting into trouble as often as he avoided it, poking around where he shouldn’t be, begging the workers for treats, falling into the water or scraping his knees on the pointed rocks. He enjoyed the company of the familiar and open-minded sailors and dockworkers but avoided strangers as his parents had taught him.
Going into the deeper parts of the city was often difficult for Cirrus. Many of the finer folks do not care for the urchins in general and even less for one who is a tiefling. At best he’d be given a wary eye, sometimes he’d be outright chased away. He’d hear a variety of slurs, be told that he has an evil eye, that he shouldn’t show himself in that part of the city and to go back where he belongs.
This kind of treatment instilled a cautiousness and shyness that has stuck with Cirrus into adulthood. Once it was long enough he started to style his hair to cover his right eye to avoid stares, though he couldn’t do anything about his horns and tail.
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Have you ever actually been to one of Louis’ shows because I did just recently and it was absolutely amazing. I’ve read some of your posts, just come across you and um do you even like Louis’ music or him!? Why do u stan him? Im like actually in shock reading the stuff you are saying and just wondered if you’ve seen him live because that would surely change your opinions. Also why would he advertise himself to larries and directioners they are all so disrespectful towards him. Sorry I know your a Larry but yeah 😬
Hello, anon!
I assume you're not a larrie (because a fan indentifying as a larrie would know they're a "larrie" and not "larry", but whatever...).
I get this question from time to time, especially when the grey hair discussion resurfaces. You can't have followed my blog long, because i've answered all these questions many times. Here i go again:
No, i haven't been to a show because i don't want to directly or indirectly fund bg. I'll go as soon as they end bg. Don't care where, i'll be there. I have seen countless of videos and livestreams of his shows. I don't support Louis or Harry monitarily, but i support them in other ways. I'm a larrie and a 1D stan, and i love Harry and Louis as persons. I'm a casual solo Louis stan and not a solo Harry stan. I despise both their images, because it makes them out to be horrible people. I love them equally and don't favour one over the other.
I love most of Louis' music! I prefer the pop/rock sounding songs over the punk/rock/alt sounding songs. I'm really happy you had a good time at his show! That's how it's supposed to be. I'm just not sure which of my opinions you'd think would change if i attended a show of his?
He should market himself to larries and directioners because they're already fans of his (he's got 35 mill followers on twitter for example) and they are more likely to buy his album and tickets to his shows than someone who's not a fan that he needs to use extra effort in order to reach and appeal to. Larries and directioners are not disrespectful to him. We're just not happy about his current image and target audience, and his treatment of his own current fans. We're also sick of the lies (he must be too). The respect needs to go both ways.
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