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mooshywrites · 4 months

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I saw the beautiful art of your Tav (and the AMAZING writing you’ve posted) and it inspired this headcanon request! Would you mind sharing your headcanons on how Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, and any other of your favorite NPCs would react to giving and receiving flowers to and from the (feminine) reader? Thank you so much!!! <3

Aweeeee, thank you so much for the compliments!!! I would absolutely love to <3 <3

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Giving and receiving flowers from Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, and Karniss

Masterlist

Flower Tav Drawing

Art commissions

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Astarion -

Giving them flowers

~ It would be so nerve-wracking to give Astarion flowers, he’s such a perfectionist that you’d spend way too much time perfectly arranging the wild flowers you found

~ He would be so surprised that you put that much thought into it, looking over it with a teasingly critical gaze

~ He’d try pointing out that a few of them were actually weeds

~ As soon as your face would fall, he’d absolutely panic, giving as many compliments to the flowers as possible

~ “These are wonderful, darling.” He’d assure you, even letting you put a daisy behind his ear

~ Even though he acted judgmental of the gift, you caught him preening over the flowers. Watering and taking care of each little bud until they’ve wilted

Receiving flowers

~ Astarion would proudly bring you a bouquet, hiding it behind his back as he approached you smiling

~ When he finally presented them, you more than a little confused to see a bundle of thin greens with tiny unopened bulbs

~ You’d try your best to play along, not wanting to hurt his feelings since he had picked them out specifically

~ He’d roll his eyes knowingly, telling you to be patient to actually see the flowers

~ That night, he’d pull you into his arms and point you to the vase of greens you had left in the window

~ Much to your shock and awe, the tiny bulbs had opened into beautiful white flowers, blooming in the moonlight

Gale -

Giving them flowers

~ Gale would LOVE getting flowers from you

~ He’d make some dorky joke like “For me?”, looking behind him to anyone else who you could possibly be receiving flowers from

~ Unfortunately, you’d picked an array of flowering leaves that he was deathly allergic to

~ He would try so hard to appreciate the flowers and smell them to appease you, swallowing back the itching already starting around his eyes

~ The rest of the day would be spent with you apologizing, Gale showering you with affection, and the two of you trying every which way to ease his sniffles

~ Even after all of that, Gale would brave his allergies to keep one of your death flowers in amongst his things

Receiving

~ Gale had spent the entire day closed up in his room

~ You heard the occasional grumbling and shuffling, but other than that, there was no word from your wizard

~ Just when you were starting to get annoyed at the secrecy, Gale would pop open the door with a giant grin

~ He’d have you close your eyes, placing something heaving and cool in your hands

~ As soon as you opened your eyes, you see a beautiful pink rose. It glittered in the light, almost as if it were made of millions of tiny crystals

~ “It’s a forever rose. I made it especially for my forever person”

Wyll -

Giving them flowers

~ Wyll’s face would light up as soon as you presented him flowers

~ “How’d you know my favorite?” He’d say, sweeping you twirling into a hug.

~ He didn’t actually have a favorite flower before, but he after seeing your shy smile, he decided he definitely did have a favorite now ~ He’d wind them into a place let, showing you how to do the same with the thick vines

~He never took the bracelet off after that, it was almost impressive how long the crumbling flowers lasted

~ It would finally break during a particularly difficult battle, much to his dismay. But he spent the whole evening after looking for the exact same flower so he could make a new one

Receiving flowers

~ Wyll would wan’t the flowers to be absolutely perfect.

~ He’d spend the morning talking to every florist he could find, trying to remember the meanings of all the flowers

~ The more he “researched”, the more stressed he would get

~ Finally, he’d start the walk back to camp, feeling a little defeated that he couldn’t find anything that seemed perfect enough for you ~ Along the way, he passed by a patch of rain lilies, deciding it would be better to bring those than bring nothing

~ His heart stopped in his chest after he gave them to you, your misty eyes meeting him as you asked how he could’ve found your favorite flower

Halsin -

Giving them flowers

~ Halsin would be very pleasantly surprised by the flowers. Even in his long life, this was a first of sorts

~ He’d sit with you, smiling brightly, looking over all the flowers

~ He’d tell you the name of each and every one, telling you what they could be used in as well

~ In return, you’d show him how to weave a flower crown, trying to include every flower you had gathered

~ In the end, there wasn’t a prettier cave bear princess in the entire world

Receiving flowers

~ Halsin would know exactly where to find the best wild flowers, gathering a huge bouquet by the time he was done

~ They were a little slobbery from his cave bear form carrying them around, but he could wipe them off later

~ He’d lumber his way to you, not hearing the faint sound of buzzing

~ He didn’t understand why you shrieked so loud when he gave them to you, that is until he saw the flurry of bees that had accumulated around his bouquet of sweet smelling flowers

~ It took many kisses and close attention to scattered bee stings to get back into your good graces

Kar’niss -

Giving them flowers

~ Kar’niss didn’t know what to think as you gave him flowers, not familiar with the gesture

~ “Kar’niss can’t eat plants” He’d say with the most adorable confused look on his face

~ You couldn’t help but giggle and leave kisses all over his face. After, you explained that people gave each other flowers as a sign of affection

~ His cheeks would redden, shyly accepting the gesture

~ He treated the flowers so gently after, almost as if it were his newest prized possession

Receiving flowers

~ After learning about this brand new world of flowers, Kar’niss quickly became an expert

~ Anytime he saw even a tiny bloom, he’d scoop it up to bring to you ~ He kept his eyes peeled, not a single flower safe when the drider was near

~ You taught him how to care for the flowers, trimming them and keeping them in enough water to sustain

~ His graceful fingers found comfort in the menial task of caring for the plants. It always warmed your heart, knowing his careful consideration was just his way of showing his immense love for you

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2aceofspades · 6 months

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I have a serious question. So, do you fully comprehend how awesome you are? Because damn. You’re legit one of my fav artists. You just consistently churn out these heartfelt masterpieces—sketches, doodles, finished or unfinished, they all MEAN something. You’ve also ALWAYS been so nice to talk to. I often get discouraged by the lack of interaction I get on platforms when I try to go outside my comfort zone and reach out, especially on Twitter. But any time I’ve asked a question or made a comment, you always take the time to respond and that’s just…so kind of you. So considerate. You don’t have to do that, but you do and it’s just lovely.

Anyway… I randomly remembered you saying that you didn’t feel as comfortable drawing Donnie and I just have to say that, whether it feels more comfortable now or not, he looks fantastic! Then again, every character you draw does! And of course Leo is my fav—my comfort character—so I’m not going to lie, it’s fun to see you draw so much of him.

I just can’t get over all the details in your work. I’m no artist, but I can appreciate how much emotion goes into your art. The squiggly lines when someone is nervous, the specific looks in their eyes, small details like scratching when anxious (I know I commented on that on a previous post)—you’re just so great with showing emotion!

Okay, okay. Gushing done… for now. Hope you have a fantastic week and thank you for being your awesome self!

Oh my stars waaaah-

When I tell you that I was not prepared for such a lovely and sweet ask oh boy-

I'm like...literally almost speechless oh my shining stars in the sky 🥹 like, I'm struggling to respond without blubbering too much oh jeez-

Just...thank you so much, seriously. Putting emotion and meaning into my work is what I always strive for, so for someone to recognise and compliment that...it just means the world to me. I am so honored.

I also have definitely felt discouraged at times when interacting with posts and such. I do my best to not take it personally, but I understand that sometimes...it's difficult. I do my best to respond to asks, comments, etc., even if I'm a bit late with responding. I know I'm not perfect and I can be a little scatterbrained, but I really do enjoy engaging with y'all. I have such a lovely following, and I love giving back to y'all as well <3

Ah, yes...Donnie...my sweet sweet Donald. I still think he looks very stiff and wonky when I draw him...especially f!Donnie. His shell...confuses me. But! Thank you for your kind words and your support! It definitely helps pep me up to draw him some more hehe 🤗✨

Also, I have to comment on Leo cuz he's also my favorite and my comfort character as well :3 I love drawing him even if sometimes he gives me such grief. I don't wanna think about how many times I've drawn that goober 😶

Anywhizzle!

Thank you again so so SO much for such a wonderfully kind and thoughtful message 🥹 I really appreciate you taking some time out of your day to send so much kindness my way. It really means a lot to me 🙌💙✨ Gah- I hope you have a fantastic week as well!

#ace answers #acey doodles #thank you again for your kindness and support 🙌✨#i really really needed this fr #thank you thank you thank you!!!#:)

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epic-arc · 1 year

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RWBY BUT IS A RANDOM TIKTOKS/VINES AUDIOS! PART 5!

Ice queen weiss and jaune were sitting on the sofa drinking hot chocolate and weiss would be looking at his cell phone with a confused and angry face and jaune would look at her and put his hand on her shoulder worriedly.

Jaune: Is everything alright?

IQ Weiss: I'm just confused because people are commenting on our photo on the beach and some people said ''This guy has a thicc girlfriend lucky guy'' Jaune what is thicc ?

Jaune would look at weiss confused and slightly blushing so he put the cup with hot chocolate on the table and looked at weiss with a more or less serious expression.

IQ Weiss: People tell me that i'm ''Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal'' is that a good thing? Do you think i'm thick?

Jaune would blush more remembering seeing his girlfriend wearing skirts and tights and bathing suits and he would take a deep breath and look into weiss' face.

Jaune: I think they mean is that well you're a bit on the heavier side...?

IQ Weiss: So they are calling me fat..

Weiss would look at jaune with a cold expression and the room would get colder and jaune would get a little nervous and try to calm weiss down.

Jaune: In a good way! In a good way!

IQ Weiss: Well how else am i supposed to take that other than an insult!

Jaune would sigh and scratch the back of his head and look at weiss with a calm smile on his face.

Jaune: Well you know humans always updating our vocabulary sick means cool, hot means cool, even fat means cool but with ph that is...

IQ Weiss: That's not how you spell fat!

Jaune would take his scroll and open the urban dictionary and look up the word thicc.

Jaune: Apparently we can't even spell thick either two c's can you belive that!

IQ Weiss: That's a counter-intuitive way to compliment someone... So tell me jaune am i ''thick'' with two c's?

Jaune: YEP!

Weiss approaches jaune sitting on his lap making him blush and would put his arms around his neck and look in jaune's face with a malicious smile.

IQ Weiss: thicker than a bowl of oatmeal ?~

Jaune: Thicker than a giant freaking bowl of oatmeal!

IQ Weiss: Yeah i thick as fuck!

Jaune: If you want i'd even let you sit on me I MEAN THAT'S HOW THICK YOU ARE!

IQ Weiss: WAIT WHAT ?!

Jaune: THAT A HUMAN THING SORRY!

IQ Weiss: Besides i'd easily crush their fragile skulls with my meaty posterior~

Jaune: Wut

We know jaune's fate after that, don't we my friends?

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Blake and yang and ruby were on the sofa watching movies until ruby would find it in the catalog of my littel poney's movie site and when blake was going to kiss yang she caught the attention of both.

Ruby: Could you two before you make out appreciate this work of art from this movie?!

Blake: Ruby that is My Little Pony Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks.

Ruby: No this is art blake art!!!

after a light dircussion the 3 would spend the night marathoning all my littel poney movies

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Nora would be in the kitchen looking for something to eat until she goes on a stick and finds a packet of halloween special oreo which scares her slightly and then takes a cookie and a glass of milk and dips the cookie in the milk.

Nora: I just freaked out a little bit I'm not going to scream over a cookie.

Nora took the oreo out of the milk and the milk marked that on the cookie it was written ''boo'' what does she say she screams very loudly.

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Ruby and penny were making friendship bracelets and yang would enter the room to see their bracelets.

Ruby: I made penny a bracelet with her favorite colors and as she likes fish I made one that say ''glub glub''!

Penny: And I know Ruby loves cookies as I made a bracelet that has the chemical chain of every product that goes into a cookie!

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#rwby #rwby shitpost #rwby fluff #rwby littel smut #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #penny polendina #white knight #nuts and dolts #bumbleby

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chaldeanu · 1 month

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( it’s the same anon! First of all if this is too personal you don’t have to reply I just thought it was cool since I barely see people who are the same 😭 ) I get what you mean there’s definitely that gap between irl and fiction ! And I always tend to see different perspectives people have or experience and I think it’s pretty cool ^-^ ! The bi/pan era is something I’ve heard of a lot too ! but with me I was just straight but just got tired of men LOL! it’s kiiinda different cause I wasn’t always aroace I think ? But I gradually became more so over time. I have also heard of some being more so indifferent and others being more so repulsed etc etc I lean more onto the latter although I’m not completely repulsed it goes in waves which I guess sounds weird haha? anyways !!! I appreciate your previous response <3 ! I hope I wasn’t overstepping or anything my apologies if I was 🤧 ! I just kinda internally go “ :0 ” when I see people who I think are cool online also being the same as me <3 I really enjoy seeing your self ships and fics and artworks you make of you and your f/os cause it kind of normalises things for me too and kind of takes the confusion out of things 🩶 ( not to mention they’re all seriously so so cool I am in awe, literally ! )

hi nonnie, no worries! i wouldn’t reply with anything that’s out of my comfort zone :3

among my friends, i think there are a majority of aroaces who don’t really think fondly of anything sex-related. that’s honestly so cool too, i wish they had more adult spaces that don’t revolve around romance etc. but personally, i felt quite lonely in the past, because i wanted to know more about these topics, i’m not repulsed at all, just not interested in making it into reality lmao, so i couldn’t discuss it with anyone for a while.

i was in almost exclusively girls-only high school because it was an art school and yeah, it’s not really a popular direction for guys nowadays haha, so i got very used to having many lesbian, bi and afab trans friends. a missed opportunity to gain experiences of dating someone else besides cis men, because at the time i already decided on enjoying my life just with friends, as an aroace hehe :P which is quite eeeehhh, i’m really curious about the differences, you know… but oh well, it’s fine (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

and thank you so so much for the compliments, i’m so happy i can share with you my lil blurbs from the inside of my head and that everyone here is so supportive, nice and welcoming <3 i’m glad you’re here too and we can interact with each other as fellow aroaces hhihihi ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ .

#—inbox.#—anons.

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minniepetals · 11 months

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i’ve read lots of fics. from the very emm unorganised storyline, to perfecto storyline. or the messed up vocabulary/grammars to the most AI-like vocab and grammar fics. or the fluffiest fics to the most disgusting/ disturbing fics - i’ve read it all throughout my reading fanfics journey-

and i must say that cmar is really quiet the disturbing one- no hate though seriously, i just read all the genre and appreciate the story as it’s the art of literature in language and story. i love literature btw and right now pursuing my degree in this field.

thus im here just to share my two cents, that cmar is really quiet near to the masterpiece. why quiet near? because i have to wait till this piece of story finish- to comprehend the whole storyline and the ending. eheks- not doing research don worry, i just here learning to analyse since i have class that i learned how to analyse a poem/ stories etc. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ something akin to review ?? yes. and my prof said that to be a great writer you have to get feedback from readers- and i love you, ergo you know what i mean right ;)

what is disturbing? the character development. mc’s character quiet disturbing as she’s been through a lot of abusive past. also she lives is criminal environment, dark and vicious, thus i understand why she’s act like how she is. also, i like it how she stands up for herself even though she’s broken. she’s really strong for that even though i might say it’s 50-50 she’s strong yet she’s broke - so that’s a whole lot of a person could endure but she had it all.

what is more, the antagonists characters, her father, leehyun, karl, kihyun, etc- lots of them, like really lots- and honestly? i can’t keep track on them, and confused between these characters and their bad deeds. and i am so so sorry that sometimes i keep skipping some parts,thereby after awhile i go back and re read it again to understand the plot better-

sometimes i feel like, the focus on throwback were too much?? but somehow i feels like it’s necessary because the flashback will justify the current action why the characters do that. right?? but is there any other way to write it so that the readers don’t feel like to skip the part?? i’ve been meaning to ask that - welp it can be a question in my next class . :3

for the boys (our tannies) there’s not much i can say though, because there’s not much exposure on them for these few chapters- thus, im hoping in future chapters maybe?? well that’s up to you ;)

overall, i really hope that you take this as a compliment im so sorry if i misled or something but i am really said this as a compliment. because, i had this one assessment and i really tried hard to write something that out of my comfort zone. i was trying to write something like this for my assessment but my prof said that i don’t quiet reach there yet- thus i just opted to write something small and sad and not quiet like this, a bit shame on me but still got an A so yeah- ㅋㅋ

thereby, i really speak highly of you writing cmar. because it’s really fun reading it !! btw thanks for the update on new chapter <3

take care and stay healthy ❤️

asdfghjkl thank you for using your pursuit for literature and looking at my work through an analytical standpoint lmao. it's honestly so great to hear insight from the perspective of a reader. one thing i'd definitely like to note on is your point on the antagonists. i completely understand with just skipping over a few things when it comes to them, which is honestly fine lmao, i tend to do that when i'm ready other stuff as well. i'm not sure how i can write it in a way where you wouldn't feel like skipping through some stuff to be honest. y/n's traumas are highlighted through these antagonists and i guess when it comes to cmar, it just isn't your typical romantic fanfiction stuff. whereas many fics focuses on their y/n and the character they're writing the fanfic based on, or they just mainly focus on the boys in general, cmar's focus is on y/n and her trauma.

i guess you can say in a way, it's less fanfiction and more story-like, since there are insights into these antagonists, as well as y/n and her people, her reapers, instead of the main focus being on mending the relationship between y/n and the boys.

i do see that i definitely should incorporate more moments with the boys. next chapter focuses on one of the guys so you'll get that there.

all in all, i enjoy writing cmar so much, as difficult as it is, and having this part of the work (your analysis) is really nice and refreshing, so thank you for that 💛

#anon #fics 🤍#cmar asks #cmar: 24 #luna asks

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koscheicore · 4 months

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Greetings,

*kicks down your door, pounces at you*

I am attacking you with asks! 😊 (hope you don't mind)

1, 3, 4, 11, 14

And 7 if you’re feeling brave…

Also, do you have any DW novels /audios you like and consider essential listening?

Have a good day/week

(love your art btw)

Farewell...

*disappears into the night*

GASP, my door!!! Well it's worth it. Thank you so much for the asks! And aaa ty for the compliment to my art too 😭💕 rlly appreciate it! *gives you a little origami star before you mysteriously disappear*

1. Who is your favourite Doctor?

Currently 12 is my favourite, but since I'm watching classic, 3 and 5 are big favs too. My answer on this question changes so much though I seem to cycle through them 🤣

3. Who is your favourite male companion?

Turlough so far!! He's really interesting and unique. Love this lil pathetic guy. Kisses his forehead.

4. Whats your favourite story?

UHHH so, so many. I'd probably give you different answers depending on where the wind blows. But I'll try. Can't pick one so here's a few! (if anyone else asks again I shall give different ones)

-Enlightenment, from the 5th Doctor. Absolutely adored this one!!

-I'll forever love Castrovalva, also from the 5th Doctor. It's probably not that good but I do love me some confusing places...

-Midnight from the 10th Doctor

-Wild Blue Yonder from the new specials :') YELLS

-Heaven Senth from 12 my beloved

-As an artist, well, Vincent and the Doctor, from the 11th Doctor. I just. Cries

11. Show a picture of your favourite Doctor outfit

Does this count

Otherwise

14. Show a picture of your favourite Tardis design

7. Rank the Doctors from best to worst

OK IM FEELING BRAVE I'll try... but I'm only ranking those I've watched. Not taking into acct the EU. Also not including 15 bcs it's too early for me to decide (but I love him so far!!)- I'm ranking them based off how interesting they are to me also.

1. Capaldi's Doctor (12)

2. Eccleston's Doctor (9)

3. McCoy's Doctor (7). Very interesting guy

4. Pertwee's Doctor (3)

5. Tennant's Doctor (10)

6. Whittaker's Doctor (13)

7. Davison's Doctor (5)

8. Smith's Doctor (11) - I do love him but I lost interest in him for unknown reasons

9. Colin Baker's Doctor (6) - I actually found him interesting when watching! But yeah since I'm not taking EU into acct, not the best for me

10. Tennant's Revamp Doctor (14) - Well, we've got three specials. I liked him, but idk I don't think I'd be excited to watch an entire season of 14. He's more like a cameo for me.

Ok this was hard af ejdkdld as usual my answer will probably change anyday. I don't think any of them is bad though, I love all of the Doctors so far! Hence why it's hard to pick favs without rambling about other Doctors djdkd

Extra: Novels and audios

I haven't read any novels (yet) but I've listened to a few audios! Not many, I'm slowly getting into it. HOWEVER

If you're into thoschei you definitely need to listen to Master. It's just. GAHH. It consumed my braincells. It will never leave me. Plus it made me want to listen to more from Beevers and McCoy. I consider it essential if you're deep into thoschei tbh

AND. The Natural History of Fear. I went blind into this audio, from the 8th Doctor... It's one of my favourite stories ever, which I didn't add up there to not repeat myself. It changed my brain chemistry. It made me wonder how tf is it humanly possible to come up with all that and write it so well. The acting is sublime, the story is undescribable. Anytime I try to explain what it is about I fail tremendously. I don't think I consider it essential but I really do recommend it! In fact I recommend to listen to it twice at least.

Again tysm for the ask this was fun!!!

#answers #doctor who

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justforbooks · 1 year

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THINGS I’VE LEARNED FROM RUNNING A “FAMOUS” TUMBLR

A few months ago, I ran across a post on Tumblr that declared that anyone who hit 1,000+ followers without following back was “Tumblr famous”. Which was news to me, because that means I’m Tumblr famous four times over! With a Tumblr that, for now, shall go unmentioned. This listicle is being posted on the decidedly-not-at-all-famous Tumblr that I run, because, now that I know that I’m a famous person, I have some thoughts to share…

1. That standard for fame is not especially high.

I’ve been kicking around this blue monster of a site since 2015, which that puts me at a (very rough) average of less than five hundred people per year, with about 4,000 followers. The thing is, when you’re actually at that number, it doesn’t feel like very much. For one thing, nine years is a long time to collect notes and people, one by one. For another, I’m aware of people who have tens, or even hundreds of thousands of followers; that’s what actual Tumblr fame is. Perhaps most importantly, mine is a themed blog. I post photos, and there’s no illusion in my mind that my followers are crowding around for glimpses of me, rather than the content I post.

While the two might not be mutually exclusive, it’s best not to confuse a follower for a fan, and it would be conceited— to say nothing of idiotic— to mistake followers who are moderately interested in the content for fans who are very interested in the moderator.

2. No, you don’t love all of your followers.

Generously, let’s say you love like… 99% of your followers. But, if you are like me, and you love to procrastinate doing anything that could be procrastinated in these past nine years, including but not limited to having a job, getting out with friends, and living a real life, then the fact that you just gained a new follower really means that you just gained a new spot on the internet to stare at slack-jawed for an hour and 10.000 posts of archived content.

So, to go back to that 99% number; about 99% of my followers are, by all appearances I can reasonably observe, perfectly great people. They like art. They like quotes. They like books and bookshops. The like reading.They like Disney, and the Avengers, and assorted other fandoms. A bunch of them are really into social justice. A much, much higher number than I ever would have guessed are into BDSM, but hey— you do you, kids. Safe, sane, and consensual all the way.

And then there’s that other 1%: they’re white supremacists. Or they’re MRAs, or they’re virulently pro-life, or they’ve drunk the Ayn Rand Kool-Aid which cannot be undrunk. To some extent, we expect hate on the Internet; it’s a little weird when it’s someone’s like which has you wanting to crawl under a table.

3. It’s work.

Piggybacking on that, one thing I want to make perfectly clear is that I don’t do this for the followers, because if I did this for the followers, I would have quit a long time ago. The reward (for me) is cooing over all the pretty, pretty pictures on the screen, the pictures that I collected together, and that everyone is invited to share (even you, Neo-Nazi follower… unfortunately). And while there’s a certain endorphin rush with every new follower at the beginning, a certain “Oh, can it be? Someone appreciates me!”, I’ve been doing this for nine years. The honeymoon period wore off a long time ago, and the truth of the matter is that getting eight posts up per day, almost every day (why did I do this to myself) is fucking work, man.

I don’t think I would have looked at it this way if Tumblr were around when I was fifteen (instead, we just had LiveJournal, but I won’t go into that), but: followers don’t put money in your bank account or food on your plate or a roof over your head. I suppose you could ask them for money, but I don’t, so. They offer community and camaraderie, which is great, but still no reason to make your blog for anyone but you. The compliments always make your day better, of course, but about that…

4. Every time you get a message, anxiety will punch you in the gut, because you might get one of these fuckers in your inbox.

Trolls, take note.

The worst message is not someone threatening to [use your imagination for the rest of this sentence]. The person who gets most under my skin is…

“Change everything about the content you produce to please me, even though I am a stranger who has never interacted with you before!”

There’s a fine line between a person making a request, and a person who assumes that your blog is public space and should cater to them. The difference can usually be found in the language: both will be peppered with please, thank you, and :), but the entitlement complex is going to work their way around to asking what they want, usually with some qualifying language that hints at why they think you owe them what they want, and maybe some negging thrown in for spice. They’re not going to come out and state “Follow me back, please”, they’re going to start with “I like your blog a lot, and I’ve been following for some time…” Theirs is the principle that if they don’t ask, they won’t get. It’s a principle that’s great for people who are timid and absolute disaster for people who have an overblown sense of entitlement.

Follow backs are the least of it. The worst offenders, like in the comment above, want you to change your very content.

I imagine this is a much larger issue in the art and comics world where, rather than merely asking you to post content according to their specific tastes and interests, these randos are asking you to create content according to their tastes and interests.

I want to emphasize how incredibly rare these messages are. They are not the majority of messages I get, nor even the majority of messages I get asking for me to do or post something. But hell if they don’t stand out. They put the moderator in an uncomfortable bind, because you have the distinct feeling that no matter how gently you try to phrase your no, things are going to turn nasty, quickly; after all, the only thing you know about this person is that they’re a little so-so with boundaries and social niceties. And you’re sure as fuck not going to say yes.

But the thing that’s wonderful about these people, no matter how much they make you see red seconds after you’ve finished reading their little fan mail, is that they actually lead to a great moment of self-actualization…

5. IT’S MINE, MOTHERFUCKERS, MINE

Tumblr.com may own the real estate, but they gave me the keys for now, bitches. While remaining within the parameters of legality, anything I decide to fucking do with my blog is fine. Because it’s fucking mine. If I decide to delete it tomorrow, then that’s that. If I decide that from now on it’s going to be a porn blog, then by Jove, that’s what’s going to happen. This isn’t public space; you can change the number of notes on a post, you can send me all the hate-mail you like, you can post rants about me on your stupid blog (which is, by the way, your very own, just like this one is mine), but you can’t change a thing, because It’s all mine!

Those are the THINGS I’VE LEARNED FROM RUNNING A “FAMOUS” TUMBLR

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at http://justforbooks.tumblr.com

#JUST FOR BOOKS #message from the editor

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the krayt house design and art is everything!!!!! I love how cohesive and detailed everything is <3 so pretty yet so dark and appealing. I can see how much effort you put into this!!!

and the concept is so original! I really didn't expect this but OMG I LOVE IT

seriously indy can't wait ! hope you are really proud of yourself, you did a terrific job!

also not me getting all wet with the dry humping tags you know what you're doing to me buggy

don't get me started with which ones I'm most excited for I'll never shut up

thank you very much for complimenting it tbh, i keep going back and forth in my mind about me being proud of it and me thinking it’s too busy & confusing. so your feedback means a lot to me, means its translating well. i spent a long time on the designs :)

thank you for saying the concept is original ! even tho it was entirely based on pornhub i appreciate you. also thank you for saying i did a terrific job. seriously this shit was ambitious, especially with my hands. been taking breaks and staying on top of it for the most part. even though i didn’t get to finish the entire project by now (which is what my original plan was) i’m still very happy with how far it’s come along. i’ve got about six posts left to do, not including some “bts” content to fill up the friday time slots. “bts” posts will just be little snippets about interviews with anakin skywalker

i don’t want you to ever shut up also like tell me everything srsly i wanna know what you’re most excited for

#forcemeanakin #indy shoots the shit #thanks for the msg!!

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ollyou · 11 months

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The people on artfight are so nice it honestly confuses me sometimes (but like, in a good way?)

(Warning that some of this might be a little sad/pitiful/negative! But the main idea of it is positive!)

AF users will be like “I love your designs so much!!!!!” or “Your art style is so cool!” and it’s like… oh my god… thank you so much…?!?!? I haven’t been familiar with being complimented ever since I had switched to Instagram/Twitter from Scratch (yes, the programming site) and it’s something I’ve always wanted so it’s INCREDIBLY euphoria-inducing when people even bother to compliment anything about me in the first place.

Not to mention when I first made my tumblr account, I was almost instantly hit with strange anons stalking me and insulting me for no good reason. It didn’t get me down, but it got me really pushing myself to improve, not just because of the anons, but because I agreed with some of the things they said (the main thing being that my designs are basic/plain— I have always thought this and expressed this for years). Seeing someone else say what I was thinking motivated me to improve.

But being on Artfight again, uploading my same designs as always after fearing I wouldn’t have enough time to come up with a proper unique design, I was instead hit with all those compliments I mentioned at the start. People told me they loved my design: mainly talking about my Olly humanization here! I’ve gotten so many people who adore him and my other designs and actually… want to draw him?! I’ve seen some super talented artists I followed on there straight up tell me they’ve bookmarked one or more of my characters, and it’s been completely insane to me. I’ve spent so much time constantly humbling myself if not straight up putting myself down, that I never thought people on or above my level in art could ACTUALLY enjoy my character designs without any prodding for them to do so.

And it feels really, really great to be appreciated like that.

So I’m super grateful Artfight exists. It’s not just about “free” art, but bringing others up, being kind, and being free to express yourself in a wholesome and friendly environment. I hope I’ll enjoy the event itself as much as I’ve enjoyed the month leading up to it. <3

#rambling #artfight #also the people in the discord are so silly and i love it #people respond to one another and we all have a shared interest in OCs and art #plus theres little to no venting or personal stuff in there. It’s GREAT for a discord server

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 6 months

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Hiiii

Can I get a matchup for honkai and genshin impact?

I'm female, 23, pansexual but I currently prefer male partners. 5'5', I'm slim but my body is curvy <3

I'm a scorpio, INFJ, very sensitive and empathetic but I prefer to be lonely, people makes me confused and sad. I'm romantic (misunderstood and stuff >.>)

I work as a kindergarten teacher and I've got artsy hobbies/side job (oil painting, watercolors and digital art).

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchups!

In Honkai Star Rail, I match you with...

Dan Heng appreciates that you like your alone time. As much as he likes your company, he needs space as well and is glad your relationship is strong enough to handle that.

Please help him wrangle the Trailblazer and March into line on missions. He knows you’re used to working with much younger people but really, his friends do act like children sometimes…

Not a super romantic person but willing to try for you. His form of affection can be a bit strange at times, often coming in the form of pages full of informaiton about places to visit on the next planet. But it’s unique to him and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

At least you can be sure he’s going to take you to some of those places when you get to the planet. He didn’t do all that research for nothing after all.

Thinks your art is wonderful. He’s not a super creative person himself but he can admire your skills and the effort and passion that goes into your pieces. He’ll always compliment your latest project, giving genuine feedback.

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

Alhaitham is a lot like Dan Heng in that he’s not a super romantic person. However, you being romantic leads to a good balance. You have romance in your relationship without it being overwhelming.

Another one who values his own space and is grateful that you like alone time as well. I think one of the main reasons he hasn’t been in a relationship before is he doesn’t think he has time to balance work and a relationship. With you, he feels he can.

Not creative in the slightest but, like his lack of romance, this leads to a good balance. Between his academic nature and your creativity, the two of you can pretty much handle anything.

When you’re feeling particularly sensitive and emotional, Alhaitham won’t really know what to do. He’ll more often than not suggest you go and hang out with Kaveh for a while. It’s not that he doesn’t want to comfort you, he just doesn’t know how.

He will send you something on those occasions though to let you know he’s thinking of you. That might be an art book or a bunch of flowers. He can be surprisingly romantic, albeit unintentionally.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #honkai star rail #dan heng #genshin impact #alhaitham

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voidcat · 2 years

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Yeah so tumblr has decided that it’s beyond my power to reply and get tagged and get notifications and overall connect to human civilization. A huge chance is the reason why you miss my ask 🥲

Yep dear it’s the ask about the event. I just teared up a little bit thinking about the appreciation you get. ✨Congrats that’s so worth it just look at how amazing and friendly and active and amazing again cause I lost the ability to paraphrasing since 5 and devoted you are. 💕And how beautiful, heartbreakingly beautiful it makes me cry, your works of art are. You spoil all the planets in our galaxies out of me with your contents, and make me simp for a man with like, two authors write for. You are now officially deprived of your right to say that your writings are not wonderful and you’re not totally deserved all the compliments you get❣️🌷 Go argue with the wall please once again you’re so talented.

And for the event, I just want to know how can I choose the number. I really want to join dear but I’m confused whether I will pick a random number, or there is a prompt somewhere I couldn’t find.

That’s that dear. Have a nice day and nice night and according to some anon maybe go find some help? Loveee ya and please keep on writing. I now think that you really can convince me to fall for a character I haven’t even watched. And yes this is a complainment✨🍀🌷❣️🍭

ye again,,, this ask ddnt show up in my notifis, maybe its smt that has to do w ur privacy settings?

but again, this is tumblr, it always fucks smt up

and plspls dont worry. i wanted the event to have a little spice?? to its own, tht's why i didnt post the prompt list.

basically its a list of 13 and for prompts to not repeat, and for each person to have smt personalized to their request, you give me a number that has not been picked, and a character and a magical/mythical creature of your choosing. the creature in question can be smt basic like vampire, zombie, or a specific type of demon, yokai etc.... (2, 3, 6, 8, 11, 13 are the numbers that have been taken)

snce... ykno.... 666 and all that jazz asdsfhd

and to have a reference to ur ask that i had missed: no i still refuse to accept my wriitng is as good as you claim it to be dsafdghd srry not sorry

#hm is it possible you have been shadowbanned? bc that happened to aquas side acc few days ago too #like i can see the blog on the dash since i follow but when she interacts she doesnt show in notifications #ithappenstobelily #answered

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everafterkeiji · 3 years

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Omg hello i noticed ur reqs are open so can i request timeskip!mitsuya, rindou, and sanzu reacting to their fem s/o that has alot if tattoos and piercings ???

helloo! thank you so much for requesting <33 i actually love piercings- I can't wait to get a tattoo but i might get my ass beat if i did anyway i hope u have a good day/night and i hope this request is okay for you!

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

PAIRINGS: Mitsuya, Rindou, Sanzu x fem! reader

GENRE/INFO: contains piercings and tattoo mentions but overall fluff

PART 2 / PART 3

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 can only think of one word and that was "beautiful."

- The moment your piercings in your ear were peaking through your hair and ink covered skin with masteries of different illustrations, he knew you were just a bit more ethereal than the rest.

- He really doesn't mind. He loves the way you accessorize and how every tattoo carries a meaning that he could listen to for hours.

- Often the type to run his fingers through your skin, examining and appreciating the markings on it like the masterpiece you are.

- Never forgets to remind you how gorgeous you are with them, he sometimes see the way people look at you with the amount of ink you have on but don't bother— Mitsuya assures you that the heated eyes on you can't compare to the way he sees you.

"Tell me more about this one, darling." He whispers, pointing to a little flower on your forearm. You smiled, running your hands to his lavender hair before you began the story. By the end of it, he was more than intrigued to hear it's meaning as he plants a chaste kiss on it.

"It's as beautiful as you."

♡ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 has his fair share of tattoos and piercings so when it came to you, it was normal.

- He'd always admire them, curious to the many backstories of why you got them. In terms of piercings, he can share a few of his set of earrings as well as encouraging you to get matching ones.

- He would comment on how some designs would look amazing on you, sometimes even deciding if he should get a tattoo as well.

- He would give random compliments, no matter the time or day. The first time he met you one of the tattoos you had peaking through your collar brought up the conversation already and since then, he just can't help but look at them in awe at how perfectly they sit on your skin.

"Well aren't you cool?" He teases, when you showed him a memorable yet painful marking on your spine. His finger lightly trails upwards, loving the texture it brings to your delicate skin. He then pulls down your shirt before his hand cascades from your hair to your jaw.

"Say, I think you're quite an artist." He whispers as you grow flustered.

"Or better yet, the art itself." He follows before placing a gentle kiss to your shoulder, sending you a cheeky wink once he meets your eyes.

♡ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 feels comfortable with the sight of your skin etched in various designs. Having his own tattoo on the side of his body, he doesn't feel like he has the need to hide something of his own.

- He often thinks how young you got them seeing the amount but he just lets the thought sit in his head as he admires each and every one of them.

- He occasionally tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear just to see the trail of earrings you had on, liking the way they were all expressive of who you were.

- Would sometimes be curious to the levels of pain you had to go through but seeing that you've got quite an amount, he can just assume your tolerance was high.

- Still, he thinks it wasn't taboo or unfit for a woman. To him, every quote or every memory you placed on your skin is a sight he could never get sick of.

"You don't mind?" You asked, as he stares at you confused before doing the habit you've grown to notice and love. Gently pushing your hair back with his hand resting below your ear, he spoke. "You look pretty and I can never complain about that."

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has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong · 3 years

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Learning how to use the runes with Caster Cu (FGO)

I spent 6 hrs writing the most shamelessly self-indulgent headcanons ever Here, Caster will teach the FGO master the basics of the runes. Follow the master as they learn a bit about their origins, face rigorous testing, make their own set of runes; and use them for the very first time!

*Disclaimer: These headcanons will focus on the use of the Elder Futhark runes. (In fgo, they use both elder and younger futhark) As I’ve only been researching the Nordic runes for around 9 months, please take these headcanons with a pinch of salt! (also, fgo master will be gender neutral! Please enjoy.)

As soon as you broach the topic to him, Caster Cu’s face pales considerably; as images of Odin hanging upside down on the world tree for 9 days permeate his mind. Hopefully you weren’t asking him if you could do that... you weren't, right?

‘Shit...I knew this day would come.’ Awkwardly lowering his hood over his face (so then he can avoid looking at your expectant expression); Caster sighs. “Ah, yeah...Rune magic. Sure, I’ll teach you later...yeah, later.”

Hoping that his bluff is successful, he tries to dematerialize away as fast as possible. However, once you latch onto his pale blue coat to ask what you should do first, he finally caves in; knowing that there’s no way for him to worm his way out of this perilous situation.

“You know, you could try asking Skadi. Or how about Shishou? There’s a hell of a lot of other servants who know bits and pieces about the runes as well. How about you give ‘em a try first?”

When you admit that you want to learn from him, due to your deep appreciation for his extremely flashy use of the runes; Caster stifles a laugh. Yep, there really was no room for escape now.

“Well, I can’t fault you for that; I do look pretty damn cool in action!” Twirling his staff, Caster strikes a pose. “But I don’t get it. You’re already training in other arts. Why would you wanna load rune magic on top of that? You like drowning yourself in work or something??”

As you excitedly flapped your arms around, explaining how you liked watching him trace sparkling runes with his hands; and wanted to take his tree branch summoning skills for yourself, his eyes widen with surprise. He wasn’t expecting you to be this observant.

“Ah, you mean the Berkana/Berkano (ᛒ) rune? Yeah, that one represents the birch tree, so I can summon it. It also commonly symbolizes new beginnings and fertility...” Caster trails off as your braincells physically implode at his explanation.

Berkana? Birch trees? Fertility?! You had no idea what he was talking about right now. As a dour silence weighs heavily upon the two of you, a lightbulb of inspiration strikes Caster right in the head.

“Oi, master. Read up a little on the runes, and remember at least some of their names first. As your new teacher, that’ll be your first assignment. See ya!” And with that, he was gone, vanishing into thin air. Realizing that he had just agreed to teach you, your face sparkles with glee. Clenching your fists with all of your might, you march towards the library. Time would wait for no man!!!!

Exchanging friendly greetings with Murasaki, as you trundle through an entire emporium of books; it takes hours for you to find a book on the runes. Many of the books were in a language that you couldn’t read, however this one looked rather easy on the eyes.

Titled ‘Easy Rune Magic for Modern Mages’, you flick through a rather simplistic guide that provides you with the names and a single definition for each rune; but it provides you with little to no information on how to truly understand their meaning. With subheadings such as ‘How to use the Fehu (ᚠ) rune to generate wealth to pay for your magecraft PHD at the Clock Tower’ and ‘Is Thurisaz (ᚦ) more effective to use as a defensive spell or curse spell?’ you were officially BAMBOOZLED. Tired, you decide to throw in the towel for today.

However, on your way back to your room, a stroke of excellent luck manifests itself before you. Situated upon a sturdy pine table are none other than Sigurd and Byrnhildr, who are reading together. Although you find this scene to be rather adorable (seeing as they were both entirely intact, with no stabbing wounds to be seen); you decided to interrupt their date anyway.

“O-oh, master...” Byrnhildr blushes, as Sigurd waves politely. “What brings you here today?” Slamming your hands on the table, you passionately declare that you wish to learn more about the runes, but can’t understand them without gaining some insight into their history first. As Brynhildr’s eyes glimmer with a sense of appreciation at your open display of interest of their culture, Sigurd haphazardly pulls out the chair next to them.

“I’m glad to see you profess such a profound interest in the runes, master. Please sit down and join us.” Glasses sparkling ominously, Sigurd explains a little bit more about how the elder futhark runes work. He not only explains how Odin discovered their wisdom after hanging from the world tree Yggdrasil; but also tells you about how Odin shared their power with humankind, making him none other than the ‘Allfather’ of the runes.

At the mention of his name, Byrnhild’s expression sours somewhat; making you realize that the two most likely share personal ties with him.

“They’re a special alphabet that we can use to invoke the power and wisdom of the Norse gods, so be careful with them.”

Sigurd then goes on to explain how all 24 runes are separated into three Aetts- which are basically a means of dividing the runic characters into different categories.

“Each rune comes with a short poem. That way, you’ll be able to understand them and their context a little more.”

Once you thank him for the information, he replies with a “I hope I was of use. I’m very proud of you for asking us for help.”; as Byrnhildr returns with an entire truckload of books tucked within her arms!!!

“These books will be helpful! This one’s about the myths associated with the runes, and this one is a practical guide that’ll help cultivate understanding. As for this one, it explains their etymology.”

Byrnhildr chuckles at your gobsmacked expression, as the two of them heap the books into your own arms. “You don’t need to know everything about them, but it’ll be handy for you to develop a little bit of historical and lexical knowledge as well.”

‘I thought I only had to know their names and descriptions...!!’ Tears pooling within your eyes at the mountain of books, you thank them for their help and leave, as they wish you all the best with your studies (and prayed that one day you’d wish to speak to them in the language as well. They couldn’t wait for that opportunity!)

Sighing all the way back to your room, you gasp in surprise as you bump into none other than Skadi.

“Oh, good timing.” Passing you a bundle of golden-trimmed strips of ancient paper, Skadi smiles vigorously. “You can use these as flash cards for your rune training, as well. I’m surprised that you didn’t ask for my guidance, but that may have been for the best. I would’ve trained you thoroughly in the arts.”

A chill jolts through your spine at that. Who knows just how hard she would’ve trained you? Part of Skadi was Scathach, after all. Thanking her for her assistance, the two of you split paths.

‘I seem to be bumping into a lot of people today...’

Was this a mere coincidence, or perhaps something more?

A busy month full of book reading and writing notes onto your flash cards passes within a blur.

Mash had also shown great interest in your studies, and would help test you with your flashcards every day! However, you were still pretty confused about how long this stage of research would last for.

Whilst reading up on how runes could also be used to predict the future and provide advice for one’s dilemmas; and how the Nornir (3 deities of fate) determined this form of divination, you groan.

All of the people within the books had their own sets of runes, which they would use to communicate with the gods.

In other words, they could be used for divination as well as magic.

‘Why can’t I do that yet?’ You pout indignantly; snapping the book shut.

If Caster wouldn’t teach you rune magic, he could at least teach you about divination! Patience running thin, you decide to leap back into action.

It was time to confront your teacher, once and for all.

However, as soon as you exit your room; you are greeted by none other than Caster himself.

Almost tripping onto the floor with surprise, you gawp in shock at his appearance. With his staff and a mouth-watering cup of Darjeeling tea he had brought from one of Marie’s posthumous tea parties in his hands, Caster smirks. “Yo, master. Looks like I came just on time.”

As the two of you settle in the canteen for class (?), after a bit of small talk; you declare that you want to learn how to use the runes for divination. “If you won’t teach me magic, then I would like to learn how to communicate with the runes first, please!”

At this, he lets out an unusually loud guffaw of laughter. “Ahaha, so you finally worked it out, huh? Before you can use their magic; you gotta understand and communicate with the runes, as well. You’re a faster learner than I thought you’d be.”

Unsure whether this was a compliment or not, you enquire as to what he means by that. “It’s pretty simple: you can’t cast these bad boys without building a relationship with them first. On that note, let’s see how much you’ve learnt from your studies.”

His test is a nightmare.

As he barks the name of each rune from the First Aett (the first eight runes), you are forced to draw each and every one. If you get a rune wrong, he repeats it consistently until you draw the right alphabet for each one.

Afterwards, he takes you through a hellish journey as he asks you to provide at least one definition for each rune.

By the time you are done, night has already swept its veil over Chaldea; the halls devoid of any signs of life.

In other words, the two of you had been at this for the entire evening, which had definitely garnered you both the attention and pity of many staff and servants.

Stomach rumbling, you beg Caster to finish class for today.

“Yeah, sure. Whoops, looks like I got a bit carried away right there.” He has definitely inherited his deadly teaching style from Scathach.

When you ask him if you’re ready for the next bout of training; he frowns. “Nope, that was only the First Aett. You’ll only move to the next stage when you’ve memorized all THREE. In other words, get to learning all 24 runes!!” As you cry in despair, Caster shoots you a mischievous wink as he helps himself to the bar.

The dreaded tests continue on a weekly basis.

Not only do you have to deal with the challenges of the saving the world, helping out your allies and maintaining your own health; you also have to leap into the hellish jaws of rune testing with Caster Cu.

Albeit suffering greatly from the challenge, your spirit was also greatly roused. Learning about the runes was fun!

So much fun, that you’d often dream about them, and see their shapes in the food that you ate; and would even accidentally use their names in conversation sometimes, like saying: “Oh, I’m sure the energy of this rune would help with your headaches,” to a very bewildered Mash; or comparing the sunrise to the runes (which confused Shakespeare and Hans greatly. Actually, they are now worried about your health).

All in all, your studies were starting to take effect!!

It was finally time.

As Caster more or less yelled the name of each rune at you, your response was astounding. Not only were you able to draw the shape of every rune in a matter of seconds, you could also provide multiple readings for all 24 of them.

Eyebrows quirked with surprise, Caster sighs with relief. ‘Phew. Looks like class will be shorter than usual today.’

“Holy shit. You’ve done a damn great job, master. You got them all right!” As you roared with joy, pumping your fists into the air with glee; Caster almost fell off his chair- clutching his sides as he tried (yet failed) not to laugh. “Alright, buckle up. We’re gonna get you a set of runes now.”

A set of runes?! Your eyes sparkled at the prospect of finally being able to have runes of your own. It was about time, as well. You had grown sick of using your flash cards, you wanted the real thing!

However, you were confused about the concept of needing your own set. If Skadi and Caster Cu could manifest them just by using their hands, and magical devices; why would a person need to have a set of them? As you expressed your concern, Caster nods his head in understanding.

“I see your point. But even I have a set of runes, you know? It’s every bit as useful a method.” Unleashing a small, worn-out felt pouch; glimmering gems -whose rune inscriptions were engraved upon them in gold- splashed across the dining table. They were beautiful. “’Sides, there’s something exciting about making your own set.”

Your mind swims with excitement, as he describes the different materials that runes can be made from: bones, metal, gemstones, pebbles, glass, clay...there were endless options.

However, when you asked him if you could use your collection of Evil Bones to make a rune set, he chokes on his coffee- pure horror drenched across his features.

“No way in hell! You trying to get yourself killed? Never invoke the power of the runes on cursed items, master.”

Then how about using QP or Mana Prisms as a base to inscribe the runes instead? Once you suggested this, his face paled somewhat. “Yeah, about that...don’t even think about it. You need those materials, you know.”

Grumpily threading his hands through blue locks of hair, he sighs. “Look, I’ll help you find some materials. Guess we could rayshift the next time I’m free or something...” As you cheer exuberantly, he can’t help but crack a small smile.

Being a teacher was a lot more amusing than he originally anticipated it to be. There was something fun about departing his knowledge. Besides, he had dedicated himself to becoming the guiding light of Chaldea anyway. ‘A little teaching hurts no-one.’

Using the light of the Soliwo (ᛊ) rune to guide the way, the two of you traverse through a forest heaving with verdant green trees and wildlife.

No matter how many pretty trees and tumbled pebbles you found by the riverside; you weren’t sure if they were the right material for you.

Just when you were about to give up, a powerful jolt of electricity beckons you; almost as if it’s calling your name. As soon as you alert Caster of your instinctual powers, he looks rather flummoxed at first; but is somewhat awed once his Soliwo rune’s light begins to shine in exactly the same direction as the one you’re pointing in!

‘Huh, that sure is weird.’

Things only get weirder, once you both come upon a ginormous slab of Labradorite. Situated neatly upon a bed of leaves. Placed carefully within the middle of the forest.

This timing was too good to be true.

As the electricity coursing through your veins triples in intensity, Caster has to hold you back before you cut loose. “Oi, wait up. Let me test this stone for safety first.”

Placing an Algiz (ᛉ) runestone in your hands to guarantee your protection, he saunters towards the massive hunk of Labradorite.

Chanting an incantation beneath his breath, the forest glows in an eerie blue light; as a pale magic circle glimmers beneath the stone. “Yeah, it’s safe. Pretty strange for it to be out here, though.”

As he sketches Thurisaz (ᚦ) (which not only symbolizes thorns, defense and danger, but can also be used as a means to channel a power akin to Thor’s hammer, mlonjir) onto his staff, he smashes it against the mass of Labradorite; splitting what was once an enormous rock into 24 neatly divided; brilliant blue gems.

Gathering them up, he thrusts them before you. “Here you go. That was a pretty lucky find, if I do say so myself.”

You thank him for your help- making sure to also pay homage to the awesome power of your intuition at the same time, which tickles Caster right in the funny bone.

As soon as the stones drop into your hand; they crackle with an immensely powerful energy, as if these gems were waiting for you!!

As you turn them onto the side; you are gobsmacked to see rune inscriptions already engraved onto each and every stone, as if they were reacting to the mana flowing within your body.

You ask Caster to take a look at this strange phenomenon for you.

“Whoa, are you kidding me? That’s pretty awesome. Let me take a look, too.” As you gently stretch your palms towards Caster- trying to keep the runestones steady in your hands- he gently takes your palms, leaning towards them.

As he catches sight of the engravings lying upon them, his crimson eyes widen with bewilderment. “Holy shit...I think the gods just made you an offering. You’re secretly packing a shitload of power in there, ain’t you? Great job!”

Ruffling your hair, Caster grins. “Think you’ve got time for more teaching?”

As you nod your head, anticipation clear on your features; he plonks onto the ground, handing you a felt pouch. “Put them in there. Try doing your first reading, see what rune speaks to you first!”

Eagerly plonking all 24 runes into the sparkly pouch, you close your eyes and concentrate; beseeching the contact of the gods. Imagining yourself encountering the Nonrnir, as you visualize dropping into the center of the world; you place a hand within your pouch.

Rummaging around the bag, a single rune sends energy rippling through your fingers. That was the one! Pulling it out of the bag, you grin excitedly...only to see that it was none other than...

Nauthiz (ᚾ).

‘Aw shite...’ Disappointed by the rune, you sigh. You wished that your rune could’ve been a more positive one! However, Caster’s reaction was rather different to yours.

“Hey, it’s not as bad as it looks.” Figure illuminated by the sun, he looked much more chill than usual. “Nauthiz is all about your needs, you know? With all the singularities popping up recently, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re pushing yourself too far.”

“But this rune is basically saying ‘lol you’re suffering’...It’s frustrating.” You counter him.

You knew all too well about the massive strains your body was going through, the transformations you were forced to undergo. Sometimes, it was just too painful for you to bear. Seeing this rune only served as a reminder of that fact.

“How about you look at it from a different perspective? Even though things are way outta wack for you, a small fire still burns. Doesn’t Nauthiz look a bit like two twigs that you’d see in a fire?” Now that was a funny observation. As you smiled at that, he continued. “It just means that no matter how hard things become; all you gotta do is balance your needs and continue to fight. Nauthiz is also screaming ‘oi, damnit! Don’t give up here, you can survive and make it out the other side sparkling like brand new, you hear me??’”

You were very grateful to hear that. Now you realized that even the most ominous of runes also came with signs of fortune and peace.

In other words, they would be there to support you all the way. Thanking him for his great insight, he replies with a simple “Well, I’m the wise one you know? Anyway, you know the saying. Even the coldest of ice thaws someday.”

As you correctly link his adage to the runes, he claps with pride. “Nice, nice. Well, that’ll be all for my teaching. Soon you’ll be able to do readings with nine or more runes!”

But once you yell to him about how you want to use runes such as Kenaz (ᚲ) to fulfil your long-standing desire to set shit on fire; his expression hardens.

“I ain’t teaching you rune magic until you learn how to master rune divination. Don’t push your luck too far~ Come visit me again once you learn how to read the past, present and future with them!” As you indigently complain about how you still want to summon birch trees, and about how difficult it was to learn about the runes; he bursts into rancorous laughter. “That’s not my problem! C’mon, lay off a little...”

Frustrated, you finally give up, asking for one last request. “Caster. What rune will you get if you do a single reading? I would like to see.”

Begrudgingly adhering to your request, he unearths none other than the Ansuz (ᚨ) rune.

“Ah, my favorite. Well, that’s it for today. Let’s go back.” As he turns away, a frightening wind blows through the trees, as a dark shadow drifts over his figure.

In that very moment, he becomes a dark specter within a bountiful forest filled with brilliant light; as his form briefly flickers and shifts, melding into an entire kaleidoscope of distinct beings.

But all it took was a single blink for his form to return back to normal again.

How strange...Was that none other than an illusion? Were your eyes playing tricks with you? Silently trailing behind, you contemplated the meaning behind the rune he had drawn.

Ansuz...It commonly symbolized communication, breath, and chiefly of all...it was the rune that represented none other than Odin himself.

In addition to that, you saw how the rune landed on its side when Caster drew it, and the mysterious glint in his eyes.

Was Caster hiding something? You couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

‘Just who is Caster Cu really?’ Such a thought weighed dangerously heavy within your mind as the two of you took the steep path back home.

By learning more about the runes, you may have unlocked the door to an endless chasm of mysteries; one that had ties directly linking to the deeper truths lying behind Chaldea...

THE END

Omg this was only meant to be like 1,000 words. But I got extremely invested within this concept and was burning with great excitement, which lead to this becoming SUPER LONG XD Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this ;; Also dw learning runes in real life isn’t as hardcore as this, I promise you!

#fgo #fate series #caster cu #cu chulainn #sigurd #byrnhild #gilgablog #my writing #AAAAAH THIS TOOK 6 HRS IT WAS FUN VERY FUN BUT I ALSO WAS LOOKING AT ALL ME BOOKS ... but im like if dw wont do it then i will! so i did.

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infiniteiram · 3 years

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You Also Make A Really Cute Scarecrow.

a vds one shot. you can find more on my ao3.

( @ apolloswords )

feel free to comment/message me any suggestions for one shot ideas!

An eventful Halloween night featuring Van Der Stoffels.

happy (late!) halloween everyone! <3

“Stop moving.”

“I can’t help it, it tickles.”

It was the evening of Halloween and both boys were in Jens’ room, getting ready to go out with their friends. Jens wasn’t very much of a costume person, and Lucas felt himself cringe as he saw past costume attempts he’d made in the past. Unlike Jens, he was very into Halloween, even going as far as joking that’d he’d break up with him if Jens made up another half-hearted attempt at a costume this year.

It was merely a joke. But Jens took the “threat” rather seriously and spent the last week making himself a skeleton costume out of some old black jeans and a black hoodie.

More like, Jens spent the last week making Lucas paint an anatomy of a skeleton on his old clothes as he simply watched.

Lucas huffed an annoyed sigh, only for Jens to continue looking up at him with a playful smirk. He was sitting on his bed as Lucas was doing his best at painting on an eerily accurate skull on his face. It wasn’t that hard, considering Jens’ facial structure was probably the most perfectly sculpted thing Lucas had ever seen. So painting his face wasn’t actually a hard thing to get done.

The actual hard part was trying to get Jens to just sit still.

“Jens if you don’t stop smiling, you’re not going to look very haunting.” Lucas warned, turning around for a second to dip his brush into more black paint.

Jens only shrugged. “I can’t help it, you’re too cute for me not to smile at."

Lucas smiled softly. “While I do appreciate the compliment, I don’t appreciate you disrupting my art work.” He stepped forward, hovering over Jens and getting ready to lean forward again to continue painting his face.

“I have a better idea.”

Confused, Lucas tilted his head to the side and gave Jens a questioning look. However, the only elaboration he got was another playful smirk and a wiggle of eyebrows. Before protesting, Jens grabbed the back of Lucas’ thighs and quickly hoisted him up, before placing him on his lap.

“See?” Jens asked, pulling Lucas in a little closer to him. “If you’re on top me, I can sit perfectly still.”

“This is comfortable?” Lucas asked, now raising his brows in question.

To his amusement, Jens scoffed. “Okay no, it’s not. I mean, it usual is. But Jesus Luc, what do you have in there? Actual straw? You’re even more ticklish.”

He smiled, before rolling his eyes. “No, it’s just paper. It’s supposed to be like straw.”

“Well, it tickles.”

“Well, it has to be done. It’s apart of the whole costume.”

“And that is why you make better costumes than me.”

“Jens, you never made a costume.”

“Exactly. So you do make better costumes than me.” Jens said smartly. He kissed the tip of Lucas’ nose softly and smiled, before lowering his voice into a much more gentle tone. “You also make a really cute scarecrow.”

Lucas grinned. He had spent weeks making his scarecrow costume. He dragged Jens to countless thrift shops to find some denim overalls, a plaid shirt and a floppy straw hat. Then he placed shreds of yellow paper into the sleeves of the clothing for a straw-like appearance. The floppy straw hat sat on top of his crown of curls, almost enveloping him whole. But the best part was the little pink triangle on his nose and dotted freckles all over his cheeks.

“And you would make a really cute skeleton.” Lucas said back, pulling the black hood of his hoodie over top of Jens’ dark hair. “If I manage to finish making you look like one.”

Jens made a zipping motion over his lips, before pretending to lock a key at the end of it and toss it away. He gave Lucas a very amusing smile, which only made him give a light laugh. Now that Jens was finally done talking, Lucas was able to continue on with his face painting. He had to admit. Sitting on Jens’ lap was actually helpful. He was up close and personal, allowing him to focus on precise detailing and making sure it looked perfect. Jens didn’t once stop gazing up him, tilting his head up perfectly as he trailed his hands up and down the sides of Lucas’ thighs. Both of them were simply in their element.

After they finally finished, they looked into the mirror to fix some final details and smiled.

“Are you excited for the haunted house? Last year's was really good, but I heard this year was better." Jens asked, as they headed outside the door of his bedroom.

Lucas almost froze in his tracks. While he did love Halloween with all costumes, chilly autumn air, curling up watching endless Tim Burton films and of course, the candy, he was not very fond of the entire sinister and eerie haunting tone to the holiday.

Fortunately for him, that was exactly what his boyfriend enjoyed.

"Sure, yeah, of course." He managed to mumble as they headed down the stairs. Jens furrowed his brows, catching onto his sudden hesitation. Before he could say something, they were interrupted by a girl at the bottom of the stairs.

"Lotte!" Lucas exclaimed, quickly taking Jens' attention off of him. 'You look like an adorable fairy!"

Lotte giggled, twirling around in her costume. Lucas admired it with a smile. She had been upset that the initial fairy costume lacked sparkles and glitters, so Lucas helped her make it a bit more magical. And with her long golden blonde hair twirling around her, he was very sure she looked magical enough.

"Thank you Lucas!" She giggled. "I put our pumpkins outside! I think yours looks the best."

He smiled but Jens playfully scoffed beside him.

"Lotte, that's not fair!" Jens said, as he pretended to pouted. "I tried very hard on my pumpkin."

"It doesn't look like it." She stated matter of factly, before heading off into the kitchen.

Jens rolled his eyes. "I think the only spooky thing about the season is being attacked by your eight-year-old sister."

Lucas patted his face gently with a smirk. "There, there. Let's hope that's the only spooky thing we have to deal with tonight."

"Finally put some effort into your costume this year Jens?" Lies said, emerging from the kitchen. She smiled at them, holding a mug of tea in her hands as she raised an eyebrow.

Jens just snorted. "Lies, you're a college girl going to a college party dressed as a black cat. The is also hardly any effort."

"Hey, if you must know, my best friend is a witch. We have matching costumes." She defended.

"Me and Lucas don't even have matching costumes." He stated.

"That's a good thing, right? I mean, Lucas looks much more adorable than you do, you guys wouldn't match at all."

Lucas grinned while Jens rolled his eyes again and wrapped his arms around Lucas. "For the record Lies, that is my adorable scarecrow boyfriend you are talking about."

"Whatever." She stated. "Just be home in time to baby-sit Lotte for the night so I can make it to my party."

And with that, Jens took Lucas' hand in his and they dashed out the door.

"Holy shit, that was insane!" Kes hollered out, as they headed out of the fifth haunted house while taking his werewolf mask off and ruffling his hair.

No wonder the haunted house, or houses, were better this year. It wasn't just a haunted house. It was a haunted street. And of course, they had gone inside each and every single one of them.

"I think the last one was definitely the best one." Jens stated. "I think my hand turned white from Lucas squeezing it so hard."

He blushed and then Jayden, in a 70's hippie costume, gave him a weird look.

"I'm surprised you made it through the entire street of houses." Jayden pointed out and Lucas' pink shade of blush turned into a red shade of embarrassment. "Last year you almost cried halfway through."

"I did not." He said, trying to object the statement. "The haunted houses in Utrecht are just much more scarier."

"No they aren't." Kes said and Lucas sighed, silently acknowledging the truth.

They all laughed around him, and Lucas could even feel Jens laugh behind him. Pouting slightly, Jens only wrapped an arm around him before kissing his cheek, which was not that easy considering his straw hat was in the way.

"I used to be the scaredy-cat. I'm so glad Lucas took my place." Robbe said, in his Patroclus costume.

Sander, in his Achilles costume, snickered from beside him. "You mean Lucas is a scaredy-scarecrow. Also, I wouldn't say that. I think all circulation in my hand turned white by the third house."

Lucas managed to holler out a laugh, before fist bumping Robbe in solidarity. At least he wasn't the only one gripping for his life and trying not to pass out in the midst of all the houses. It was. little late now, reaching the point of the night where young trick-or-treaters had headed home, in attempts to avoid the midnight hour.

"Are you guys going to Milan's Halloween party?" Moyo, in an astronaut costume, asked.

Everyone around them nodded, but Jens. He shook his head before shrugging.

"I can't, have to go home and baby-sit Lotte." He explained.

Moyo snorted. "Can't you dip that? What's she going to do, terrorize the house instead of going to sleep. Lotte is an angel."

"Funny enough, she was debating to go as a little devil this year." Lucas added.

But Jens just shook his head again. "Wish I could, but my mother would ensure I do not see next Halloween if I did. And if I don't come home, Lies will miss her party and ensure I also do not see next Halloween."

"Sucks man." Aaron finally said, piping up from behind them in his infamous rabbit onesie. "Heard it was going to be sick."

"Eh," Kes shrugged. "You honestly probably won't miss much. Just the usual drinking, getting high but in costumes. I'll let you guys know if you miss anything."

"Guys?" Jayden asked. "Lucas, are you not going?"

He shrugged. He knew Jens wasn't going to go, but neither of them had mentioned if Lucas would go to the party or go home with Jens. But to be honest, after feeling his heart jump out of his chest for more times than he could count, Lucas wasn't exactly in a party mood. And, he would never choose a party over Jens. That choice didn't even remotely cross his mind.

"Probably not." He replied, side-eyeing Jens as he therapeutically asked him if he could come over.

Jens nodded, pulling Lucas in a little closer. "Sorry boys, looks like you'll have to have all the Halloween babes to yourselves."

"Maybe they won't recognize you guys in your costumes and finally agree to your desperate attempts at flirting." Lucas teased.

Moyo scoffed. "You would think Lucas would be scared of all of us attacking him like crows over his remarks than the murderous clown chasing after him."

They all laughed for another minute, until Aaron nodded. "So? Should we head on over now? I think Amber is starting to get wasted."

"Superman to the rescue." Jayden noted, patting his shoulder but then frowning. "Though, more like super-rabbit."

"Very funny." Aaron snorted. He looked at Lucas and Jens nodded, "Wish you guys could come."

"Meh," Jens shrugged. "Like Kes said, it's just another party. I cam afford to miss it. Let us know if Moyo and Jayden get dismissed by a whole group of girls though."

"We'll even catch it on video." Robbe smirked, much to Moyo and Jayden's unamusement.

With that, they all gave each other handshakes and finally dispersed. Jens and Lucas watched them wander off for a bit, until they were finally out of sight. Lucas then pivoted on his feet and turned to Jens.

"So, you're not too mad about missing the party? I heard a lot of cute girls came up with lingerie styled costumes." He snickered.

Jens flicked his nose lightly, and pinched his cheek. Lucas pretended to frown, and hoped he hadn't ruined his face paint.

"Why would I need them when I have my little scarecrow right here?" He teased, before taking his hand in his as they began to walk into the direction of Jens' house.

The air was still a little chilly, but the adrenaline that Lucas' body was still running on kept him warm. As well as Jens holding his hand as they wandered through the now empty streets. It felt a little strange, seeing all the lit-up jack-o-lanterns, dangly skeletons and statues of witches in the front yards, making the place seem so full but so empty at the same time. Maybe he did understand why Halloween was a bit eerie. He definitely felt that feeling right now.

"You know," Jens said, beginning to press gentle circles in Lucas' hand with his thumb. "We didn't have to go to those haunted houses if you were so scared."

Lucas smiled and shook his head. "It's fine, I didn't mind it that much."

"Are you sure? You did seem pretty freaked back there. I would've felt bad if you ended up passing out just for my entertainment."

"Jens, it's fine. I managed, see? I made it out alive."

"How did you not back out of the whole thing?" Jens asked, raising a brow. "I'm pretty sure Robbe was about to."

Lucas shrugged and gave him a shy smile, biting his lip as he felt a warm blush on his face. "It was a good excuse to hold your hand."

Jens threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filling up the emptiness of the street. Lucas couldn't help but grin in awe at his boyfriend. Jens grinned at him back, and lifted his hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss towards them. They both smiled at each for a second, until, put of nowhere, they heard a rustle of leaves beneath their feet.

Frowning, Jens squinted his eyes towards a nearby sign, before widening them in shock. Confused, Lucas looked over, and after noticing the sign that seemed to be in front of them, his eyes widened as well.

Construction in Progress. Road and Sidewalk Closed.

"How do we get back to yours?" Lucas asked, his voice soft in a whisper.

"It's already dark out and if we take the way that goes around this area, it'll take way too long." Jens thought out loud, as he chewed his bottom lip. "There is a shortcut thought."

He couldn't help but notice the hesitation in his voice. "Shortcut?" Lucas asked. "Isn't that a good thing."

"Typically, yes." Jens agreed, still chewing on his bottom lip. "But there's a reason I usually take the long way."

"Which is?"

"The shortcut is through a cemetery."

His eyes widened in shock. Sure, cemeteries didn't have to be scary. But walking through one as it neared midnight on the night of Halloween was not a trip Lucas was super keen on making. He could practically fill a chill through his bones, alerting him for possible run-ins with the supernatural.

But that was irrational, even he knew it. Trying to put on a brave face, he nodded towards Jens.

"We have to go through. It'll take way too long if we go around."

"Are you sure?" Jens asked, as his face almost turned a ghastly shade of white. "Lucas, I'm sure Lies can wait the forty minutes-"

"Forty minutes?" Lucas exclaimed. "Cemetery or not, even I don't want to walk that much."

"Are you sure?" Jens asked again, lowering his voice a little. "We really don't have to do this, this is much more than the haunted house. I'll even take whatever shit Lies gives me-"

"No Jens, it's fine." He assured with a soft smile. "The haunted houses were meant to be scary. Cemeteries are, objectively, not."

"Alright, fine, I guess you're right." Jens finally agreed. He squeezed Lucas' hand tightly. "You can hold my hand the entire way."

"Are you the scared one now?" Lucas tried to tease.

He scoffed. "No, but fine, don't take the offer."

Lucas squeezed his hand back. "I would never give up that offer."

Pushing back both their nerves behind, they continued to walk into the direction of the cemetery. It didn't take too long, and it definitely was a shortcut. But as the fog began to cloud around them as they trudged through, Lucas couldn't help but wish they had taken the long way. He felt Jens begin to tense up beside him, and the longer they walked, the cemetery only seemed to get bigger and bigger. Whenever they had thought they reached the end, it only seemed as if they had been walking in an endless loop.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a rustle in the leaves again. But unlike last time, there seemed to be more movement than just the window. As Jens and Lucas followed the sound, their eyes widened as they realized it had been coming from behind a set of tombstones.

"Jens-" Lucas began to stammer, before Jens shushed him.

"It's nothing." He tried to say. "It can't be anything.

The rustling only got louder, and both boys began to press against each other, too afraid to continue walking. The rustling seemed to get louder, and under the bright moonlight, a shadow began to emerge behind.

Just when they thought they were done for, a black cat zoomed out from behind the tombstones and ran across their feet. Lucas and Jens were both caught by surprise, but after taking a few deep breaths, they finally calmed down.

"I think I've had enough scares for one day." Lucas panted, trying to catch his breath.

Jens nodded. "Me too, I was going to suggest watching horror movies when we got home, but now I'm just spooked."

"No no," Lucas began to protest. "We can still watch horror movies."

Gaining a weird look from him, Jens replied. "Are you not over being spooked?"

"Well I am." Lucas admitted, before his face broke out in a grin. "But, they give me an excuse to cuddle more into you and I cannot pass up that offer."

Jens' face broke out in a grin as well, as he pulled Lucas in closer for a hug. He rested his chin on top of Lucas' head, and Lucas could feel him smile.

"God I love you." He felt Jens say, his whole body warm and vibrating against him. "But I have one condition when it comes to cuddling you."

Taken aback, Lucas pulled his head away from Jens' chest and frowned. "What?"

Cupping his face and pressing a kiss to his forehead, Jens let out a light laugh which, to Lucas, seemed to make the fog clear up and the cemetery seemed much less sinister and eerie.

"Please don't cuddle me in your costume. As much as I love it and think you look incredibly adorable, all your straw is much to aggressive against me."

Grinning, Lucas kissed his jawline. "Alright, but that means we have to get home in the next five minutes because one, as much as I love cuddling you and all this sweet talk, doing it in a cemetery is not what I envision and two, if we don't get home soon, Lies won't let you live until our horror movie marathon."

And with that, they held hands and raced towards Jens' house, their laughter filling up the air and livelihood.

Sure, Lucas loved Halloween.

But he loved his being with his boyfriend even more.

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sindrafalcone · 3 years

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Adventures in Babysitting pt. 4

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun x reader

Synopsis: A babysitting job turns into something unexpected…

Warnings: Still fluff, with a bit of steam at the end.

Author’s Note: Surprise! I wrote this part right after finishing the last one. I was on a roll. lol But, fair warning, part 5 will probably take me a little while. Still I hope you all enjoy this one. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

“There is no way I'm prepared to have this conversation without alcohol.” Seunghyun said as the two of you hung up your coats and slid out of your shoes.

You simply murmured your agreement as he headed off to the kitchen, presumably for more wine.

The taxi ride back to the hotel had been awkward, to say the least. You'd kind of run out of things to talk about & neither of you wanted to discuss the proverbial 'elephant in the room' until you got back to the hotel. So most of the ride was spent in awkward silence in between bits of random small talk.

In just a few moments you were both seated on the sofa facing each other, just as you had earlier that same evening, glasses of liquid courage in hand.

“I guess the best way is to just tell you...” he said, taking a deep gulp of his wine.

You nodded in encouragement. “Like a band-aid, all at once.”

“I'm a rapper.” Seunghyun blurted. The look of disbelief on your face only made him talk even faster.

“Well, I'm a rapper, an actor and a sometimes model. I'm part of an incredibly popular group, Bigbang. They call us the “Kings” of Kpop. So, that's why Mrs. Tran recognized me.”

“And that explains why you wanted to eat in the private room.” you smiled at him. “I thought maybe you had a phobia of crowds.”

He laughed a little at that. “Well, I don't really like crowds. But only because if I get recognized, it can cause a mob scene.” “You're really that popular?”

“It's worse in Asia.” he admitted. “But it can happen anywhere. We have to be really careful.”

You took a sip of your own wine, gears turning in your head; and it was then that sudden comprehension dawned on you. It took all that you had to not spit it out in surprise & Seunghyun watched in concern as you choked a little.

“Wait a minute...” you managed to gasp. “Is your name Choi Seunghyun?” you tried to keep your voice level.

He nodded sheepishly.

“I'm such an idiot...” you lightly smacked your hand up against your forehead before taking another drink. “I've been spending the entire evening with THE Choi Seunghyun and I didn't even realize it.”

“So, you've heard of the group then?” Seunghuyn asked, his voice a little bitter, thinking that perhaps you'd been leading him on all night.

You shook your head. “No, that's not it... Um, maybe it will help if I spill my secret now. Do you happen to still have that pamphlet from the museum?”

“Yeah. It's in my coat pocket.”

“Would you mind going to get it, please? It'll make this a lot easier.” you murmured.

Seunghyun gave you a curious glance before setting his glass down on the table. Unfolding himself from the couch, he strode over to the entryway of the room & dug around in the inside pockets of his coat for a bit before he found the piece of folded paper. He handed it to you before sitting back down & to your surprise, he plunked the fortune cookies from the restaurant on the table as well. You felt yourself swallow thickly as you set your own glass down.

“Okay, so the Surrealist exhibit... you liked it, right?” you asked, bending the paper and folding it so that the back was prominently displayed.

He bobbed his head eagerly. “I loved it. It was both innovative and immersive. Not to mention that it featured work by some of my favorite artists.”

“I'll take that as a compliment.” you told him, feeling the heat rise to your face at his genuine words.

Seunghyun looked confused, so you handed him the pamphlet, shyly pointing at the bottom of the paper.

His eyes scanned over a list of names that he didn't know; donors, directors, and managers of the museum... until he came to a line that stopped him cold. Surrealist Exhibit Curator: __________ ______________.

He pointed where your finger had just left. “That's.... that's your name. You're the curator of the exhibit I've been dying to see for months?”

You tried your best not to be offended by the disbelief you thought you heard in his voice. “Yeah, that's me. Surprise... I guess? Small world.”

Seunghyun sat there in stunned silence for a moment as he thought things out, giving you the perfect opportunity to finish off the wine in your glass. He drank the rest of his as well, then poured fresh for you both.

“I thought...” he began, his voice soft. “I thought you worked there as a tour guide.” “Technically, I do.” you sighed. “I have a masters degree in art history, as well as a minor in public relations. It helps with the marketing and fundraising aspects.” you explained before sighing heavily. “But the job market to be a curator is stupidly competitive, not to mention, heavily dominated by men. So... I took what I could.” you had another sip of wine, slower this time because you could feel it starting to go to your head. “I figured I could start at the bottom and work my way up.”

“And you finally convinced them to let you curate an exhibit.” he said, taking his own drink. “How?”

You shrugged. “The Museum chief envisioned Surrealism and no one else wanted to do it. So, I more-or-less pulled double time for a few months while I put it together.”

“Did they pay you more?” Seunghyun asked, anger evident in his voice.

You just shook your head. “Not in the budget.”

He snorted. “Bullshit. I'll bet the chief gave himself a nice, fat bonus with the money that should have gone to you for all that extra work. And all you got was your name on the back of the tour pamphlet... in tiny print... at the very bottom.” Seunghyun grimaced and took a drink.

“No need to rub it in.” you grumbled, looking down at your feet, face flaming in embarrassment.

“No! That's not what I meant...Ugh, I'm making a mess of this.” he gently took the wine glass from your hand & set both his and yours down, then he turned back to you. Seunghyun slowly reached out his hand and settled the tips of his long fingers under your chin, gently moving your head up until you were looking into his eyes. “I'm not trying to make fun of you. If anything, I am enraged on your behalf. What they did to you was wrong and you shouldn't have to tolerate it.”

“I can't afford to quit.”you sniffed. “Besides, I get to lead people through the exhibit every day and see their reactions to it... good or bad. Most don't really appreciate it, at least... not the way you did. But it gets people thinking.”

“Wait...” Seunghyun said, reaching out and taking your hands in his. “Just a minute ago, you were shocked that you had spent the evening with “THE” Choi Seunghyun & hadn't realized it. What did you mean by that? If you don't know me by my music or acting, then...” he let the sentence hang there, unsaid.

You took a deep breath and blew it out awkwardly. “Mark has been trying to get me to agree to meet with you for months. I've kept putting him off, mostly because I can't afford to fly out there right now. But... I've heard your name come up in the art circles occasionally & I'll admit, I felt intimidated....”

“Mark?” he interrupted. “Mark Grotjhan?”

“The one and only.” you laughed. “We met a while back when our museum was doing a showcase of his work. And he helped me get in touch with some artists and donors when I was curating for the Surrealist exhibit.”

“Wow...” Seunghyun breathed. “It really is a small world.”

“I know, right? What are the odds that I ended up being your babysitter for tonight? I mean, you got to see the exhibit, which otherwise would have been closed. And I got to meet you... even if I didn't realize it was you at the time.”

“Why did he want you to meet with me?”

“Connections, I think. You know how the art world works as much as I do. It's all about who you know and what influence you have.”

Seunghyun nodded. “That makes sense.” Then he surprised you by pulling out his phone and patting his thigh.

You just shot him a questioning look. “What?”

“We may as well let him know we found each other.” he laughed. “Come here, _________.”

The way that smile lit up his face, especially his eyes, had you crawling across the couch and into his lap before he could change his mind. The two of you put your heads close to each other and smiled for one picture. Then Seunghyun made a funny face, so you did too & he snapped another. He took a few more with various poses before he seemed satisfied.

You sat there while he typed out a quick message and sent it, not knowing what else to do. But you did notice that he still had the smile plastered on his handsome face. Once he was finished he looked over to you, seeming to realize for the first time that you were still in his lap.

It could have been your imagination or the wine, but it seemed like his expression completely changed. One second, he had a boyish grin and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. The next, it had shifted to a look of pure hunger, with maybe just a touch of lust.

You cleared your throat. “Um... we, uh... still haven't eaten our fortune cookies.” you tried lamely, pointing to where he had left them on the table.

“Is that so?” his voice practically purred.

You felt one of his arms snake its way around your waist as he leaned forward to grab one off the table. Seunghyun settled back into the sofa, arms still around you as he unwrapped the cookie and broke it. He offered up half to you, which you took, surprising him by just grabbing it from his fingers with your mouth. He popped the other half into his before unfolding and reading the piece of paper it had contained:

You are very talented in many ways.

As you read the fortune, you started laughing. It began as a small chuckle and just progressed further and further, until it was an outright, full on belly laugh. You could feel the tears just beginning to prick the sides of your eyes when he finally spoke.

“I don't see what's so funny.” Seunghyun deadpanned around a mouthful of cookie. “I am very talented in many ways.”

His statement only made you laugh harder. It took you a few minutes, but when you realized that he wasn't laughing, you began to recover enough so that you could finally explain. “Don't tell me you don't know how to play the game!” you finally managed to wheeze.

“Game?” he asked, genuinely intrigued. “What game?”

“The fortune cookie game!” you sat up straighter. “One of my friends in college taught it to me because we would get Chinese takeout at least once a week.”

“So what exactly is this game and why is it so funny to you?”

You suddenly felt a little embarrassed. “Well you, um... you take your fortune and add 'in bed' to the end of it.” you felt your voice trail off at the end.

“You are very talented in many ways...” he paused. “... in bed?”

You nodded and giggled again slightly. “Sometimes it works out and it's really funny like that one. Other times it doesn't really make sense, but it's still fun to try.”

“I don't see how this one is funny...” his voice rumbled darkly.

You were about to get up, afraid that you had possibly offended him, when Seunghyun took gentle hold of your shoulders firmly keeping you in place. And that's when you felt it.... his lips pressing softly onto the side of your neck.

“I am very talented in many ways...” he asserted again, his breath ghosting across your heated skin.

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