#it was blurry the firs time?

[rafesmuse]

treat you better — r.c.

pairing: best friend!rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: smut 18+, vaginal sex, fingering, mentions of cheating (on reader), actual cheating, creampie, toxic relationship, lots of praising

word count: 2k

summary: your best friend is eager to show you that he can fuck you better than your shitty boyfriend.

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“Fuck him!” you cursed, tears streaming down your face and your mascara smeared all over your eyes as you made your way to your best friend’s house, like every other week. Today wasn’t any different, after yet another fight with your boyfriend. Going to Rafe's house and bawling your eyes out became a routine at this point. He was always there for you, taking care of you when you desperately needed someone.

You had known Rafe for years now through mutual friends. It immediately clicked between you two and he would do anything for you now. You ultimately met your boyfriend through Rafe, since both of them belonged to the same friend group. Rafe had warned you about him at first, knowing that he’d always been a player but you reassured him that it was fine and that you were happy— which lasted only a few months. Now you’re a crying mess every week, pouring your heart out to Rafe.

“It’s fine. You’re fine” you muttered to yourself as you rang Rafe’s doorbell, wiping the tears from your face with the sleeve of your sweater, your eyes red and swollen. You heard footsteps nearing before the door swung open. Rafe stood in the doorway, not seeming surprised whatsoever, as you eyed him with a blurry vision.

“Another fight?” he asked, his brows slightly furrowed in concern. You nodded while fidgeting with your hands, unable to look him in the eye. He let out a sigh and moved aside, “Come in.”

As usual, you entered the house, went straight upstairs, and headed for Rafe's bedroom, while he went to the kitchen to get you a glass of water. You went into his room and sat on the bed before kicking your shoes off and getting more comfortable. Rafe entered right after you, placing the glass of water on the bedside table next to you.

Rafe sighed and moved to sit next to you, taking your hand in his as he drew slow circles on your skin with his thumb, the scent of his expensive cologne filling your nose.

“What did he do this time?” he asked, glaring at you with a stern face, clearly furious at your boyfriend. Breathing deeply, you went over today’s fight in your head as you attempted to sort out your thoughts. “I think… I think he’s cheating on me, Rafe” you sniffed, your voice soft and vulnerable.

“What?” Rafe yelled, the grip on your hand tightening as he waited impatiently for you to continue. “He was showering and notifications popped up on his phone so I looked and-“ you took a deep breath while you felt the tears prickling in your eyes, “It was from some girl that I’d never heard of before, saying that she had a great night with him and asking to hang out again.” Your voice cracked slightly at the end of your sentence, unable to control your emotions. Rafe shook his head in disapproval as he rolled his eyes, not understanding how he could treat you this way, “Fucking idiot”.

You dabbed the tears from your face using a tissue that he gave you before continuing, “And… we never, you know, he never wants to have sex with me anymore. It just… it makes me feel so unattractive and unwanted” you added, which made Rafe stand up in an instant, unable to contain his frustration and fury any longer.

“Listen, you really need to fucking leave him, alright?” he insisted, his voice filled with rage as he gazed down at you. “But-“ “No buts. He isn’t treating you well and you deserve better, fuck!” he snapped, pacing around the room while rubbing his temples with the palm of his hands in frustration, anger taking over. He felt so protective over you, he always did. He beat up every single guy who talked bad about you without hesitation, even when you’re not there.

“I’m gonna fucking kill that asshole first thing tomorrow, got it? Gonna teach him a lesson. I will make sure he won’t ever fucking hurt you again. What the fuck is wrong with him?” “Rafe-“ “God, I bet I could fuck you so much better than that fucking idiot”.

Rafe stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening as you snapped your head towards him, not sure if you heard him correctly. “W-what?” you stammered, as you stared at him dumbfounded. No… no, no, you couldn’t have heard that right. You must’ve misheard him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I- uh, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.” He let out a small chuckle, baffled at his own words, then walked cautiously over to sit beside you on the bed. It was quiet for a moment as Rafe thought about what to say to you, his leg nervously bouncing up and down before turning towards you.

“I’m sor-“ he started, trying to apologise, worried about ruining the friendship while his heart beat out of his chest— but he was quickly interrupted by you grabbing his head and kissing him passionately, your body completely taking over control. You didn’t know what was happening to you, you didn’t know what the fuck you were doing— all you knew is that you needed him. You needed your best friend. Now.

He gave no resistance. Feeling just as hungry for you, one hand moved slowly to your waist and the other rested on your thigh, sliding his tongue inside your mouth. You eventually pulled away before slowly bringing your lips towards his neck, whispering in his ear, “Then show me.”

His hand squeezed your thigh as he let out a groan, goosebumps forming all over his body, “Oh fuck, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment” he growled, then pushed you onto your back and leaned over you, hungrily placing sloppy kisses on your neck with one hand massaging your tits, causing you to moan as you melted under his touch.

“Gonna show you how fucking special you are. Give you the best sex you’ve ever fucking had. Make you cum harder than he ever could. You want that, pretty girl?” he asked as he stared deep into your eyes, faces mere inches away from each other as his hands explored your entire body, finally being able to do so after fantasising about it for a long time. “P-please Rafe. Need you” you pleaded, letting him undress you as he took off your sweater and skirt before tossing them on the floor, leaving you in the prettiest red lingerie set you own which you wore for your boyfriend.

He moved back a bit, eyes scanning over every part of your body, fully admiring your stunning figure as he shook his head and laughed in disbelief. “Fucking hell, you are the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. What a fucking idiot, holy shit.” He smirked before kissing every inch of your body, truly showing you how beautiful you were to him as he moved his palm over your clothed core, feeling the wet spot that formed over your underwear. “So fucking wet already. Guess you haven’t been fucked good for a long time.” he remarked as he pulled your panties to the side and ran his fingers over your core. “Let me change that, hmm?”

You moaned into his mouth when he slid two fingers inside you while kissing you eagerly. His fingers moved so skilfully inside you, effortlessly finding your g-spot as he spread your legs farther apart with his other hand. “Can’t wait to be inside you. Bet your pussy feels so fucking good” he growled as he gazed at you with dark eyes as he bit his lip, almost drooling just thinking about it. “Please fuck me, Rafe. I can’t wait any longer” you begged, feeling desperate to feel him deep inside of you. He groaned at your pleas, your words alone nearly making him cum on the spot.

“Whatever you need, princess” he smirked before removing his clothes, leaving him just his boxers. Your eyes began to widen as his crotch caught your attention, noticing that he was definitely bigger than your boyfriend.

“My eyes are up here.” he joked, gesturing towards his eyes as he watched you stare at him. “I…I know…” you murmured with your eyes still fixed on his crotch and your mouth slightly agape as your cheeks heated up. He chuckled as he slowly removed his boxers, his erection springing free against his stomach with precum leaking from the tip. Your cunt throbbed at the sight before you, and your mind went blank—all you could think about was how much you needed his cock inside of you.

He moved towards you, kissing your collarbones and neck as he gently removed your bra with one hand before sliding your underwear down your legs, flinging them across the room. He gazed down at your naked body before taking one of your tits in his mouth, moaning around it. “Best tits I’ve ever fucking seen” he growled as his tongue slid over your hard nipple. Clearly not buying it, you rolled your eyes at him. “Oh shut up, you’ve fucked like a hundred girls. There ain’t no way” He chuckled, sucking your nipple more aggressively, “And none of them can compare to you. So fucking beautiful.” His words made you even more wet as you were aching for him, unable to wait any longer.

Rafe moved back and pumped his cock a few times, growing impatient as well before he positioned himself between your legs and pushed into you cautiously, his arms caging you under him as he hissed at the feeling. He gave you a moment to let you adjust to his size, his cock completely filling you up as he was buried balls deep inside of you.

“You feel so fucking good” he praised as he kissed you, moaning into your mouth as he began to move. You felt better than he ever could’ve imagined— so tight and warm, perfectly wrapped around him, as if you were made for him. “So big, oh my god” you moaned as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you.

“Who fucks you better, hmm? Me or him?” he asked as he increased his speed, pounding into you at a relentless pace. “Fuck! You, Rafe, you!” “Good girl.” You wrapped your legs around his muscular torso, giving him an angle to go even deeper as his cock hit your g-spot repeatedly. Rafe clutched the sheets with his head buried in the crook of your neck as he tried his hardest to not cum right there and then, but fuck you felt so good. His hand slowly travelled to your core, rubbing fast circles on your swollen clit to help you in getting closer to your orgasm. “Yes, yes, yes, right there!” you cried out, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Taking my cock so well, fuck” he growled, his voice strained and his pace brutal. 

A few more thrusts and your orgasm struck you, your nails dragging down his back as you arched your back, moaning Rafe’s name over and over again. “That’s it, baby. Gonna cum so fucking deep inside of you. You will be leaking my cum when he sees you again” he hissed before emptying himself inside you, filling you to the brim with his cum as he groaned at the feeling. He slowed down before pulling out and lied down next to you, handing you a towel from beside him.

“And?” he asked with his chest heaving up and down as he tried to catch his breath, raising his eyebrows in anticipation of your response. “Best sex I’ve ever fucking had” you replied, causing him to chuckle cockily after getting the answer he expected. “Gonna fuck you in front of that motherfucker next time, show him how to properly fuck a special girl like you.”

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[kleenex-tissues]

Yours Truly (21)

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Ch. 21 - Stop the Clock

“Do you Parisian heroes make a habit of getting impaled, or is that just you?”

Marinette wanted to go back to sleep, but a burning pain in her leg and throat kept her mind from drifting off. She almost hadn’t heard the sly remark above her because of it. Almost. Most of her nervous system was currently failing her, but she managed to groan out, “No’ usually, bu’ firs’ for every’fing.”

She was met with a chuckle, and she tried smiling back. She wasn’t sure if she succeeded. Her eyes fluttered open to a blurry world, a black and blue blob staring down at her, and she wondered if this was a pain-induced hallucination. At least the voice speaking to her was nice. Maybe it was an angel?

“Ladybug, I’m so glad you’re okay!”

Adrien?  No, probably Chat Noir. Not that that distinction mattered anymore. It had only been a matter of time until she found out his identity. If not on the field, she would have had to know as Guardian eventually anyway. She just wished it could have been under better circumstances.

When Marinette tried to mumble his name back at him, he quieted her. “No, don’t talk! You’re really hurt right now, and you have to stay as still as possible.”

Staying still sounded nice. She could do that.

“Listen, I know Tikki is slowing the blood loss, but I need her. Someone has to cleanse the akuma and use the miraculous cure. I'll give you Plagg. We just have to do this quickly.” He was stumbling over his words in his panic. “I’m so sorry I let this happen, M’Lady.”

In any other circumstance, she’d hesitate, not wanting to reveal their identities to anyone else. She still wasn’t sure if the black and blue blob was a real person or not, really, but their situation was dire. This would be an issue for her to deal with when she was more coherent. Tikki would understand, she was sure of that at least.

“Spo’s off.”

As soon as the red flash of light disappeared, Marinette began screaming. The pain was too much too soon. It hurt, and she heard Adrien sobbing out apologies as he removed her earrings. He grabbed her hand and despite both of their shaking, managed to slip his ring onto her finger.

Someone held her head down, and she heard another voice whispering, “Mari, it’ll be okay. I won’t leave you, I promise.”

The voice sounded familiar, but she knew there was no way Damian was in Paris with her right now. She listened to it anyway, and thanked the universe for sending her such a comforting gift in her final moments.

“Your partner said you need to call for 'Plagg.' Can you do that?”

A gloved hand was rubbing her cheek, and she leaned into it. She tried nodding, but ultimately gave up in favor of mumbling, “Claws ou’.”

The green light that encased her seemed to ease some of the pain. It had become much more manageable, and she tried to pull her focus onto the hands holding her face to distract herself. She needed to focus on anything but the cold metal in her upper thigh and her scratchy throat.

The hands came loose from her face for a moment, and she tried to follow before they quickly returned, bare this time. They were warm. She leaned into them as best she could.

One hand rubbed soothing circles on Marinette’s cheek, and the other moved up to stroke her hair. She barely felt the tears dripping onto her forehead.

Finally, the world was righted again, and she felt the ladybugs swarming her body before she saw them. It wasn’t very often that she had the chance to feel the miraculous cure from this side, but it felt like nothing in the world had ever made sense before that moment. She felt like she was home.

Marinette began to properly stir, blinking away the blurriness that had clouded her vision. The night was bright with Parisian lights, just like it should have been. She began to that she might have imagined the last however many hours, but her fears were assuaged when she held up a black gloved hand before her eyes. This wasn’t the Ladybug suit, and that certainly wasn’t Chat Noir looking down at her.

Holding her were two men she had only ever seen in the news — Nightwing and Robin. Where had Damian gone? 

The hands still performing ministrations on her head belonged to Robin, and judging by the sopping wet hair Nightwing sported, they were who had pulled her from the Seine.

She blinked up at them before Robin pressed a desperate kiss to her forehead, tears still streaming down his cheeks.

Wait, why was Robin kissing her?

What had happened when she was passed out?

—

Damian had never felt such righteous fury before in his life, not even when his father had gone missing or all the times Ra’s had beat him senseless on the sparring mat. He had arrested many monsters and let them live, but he knew he could never grant such a mercy to the man who had done this to Marinette. This pure soul deserved everything life had to offer, and he would gladly give it to her, which meant destroying Hawkmoth.

He hadn’t had the chance to think better of it before he began pressing a hurried kiss to her forehead; he just needed to feel that she was still there, from his fingertips to his lips. It was rather embarrassing that Dick had been the one to witness it, as well. He wouldn’t say anything of it now, but Damian knew he was never going to live this down.

Yet right now, nothing else mattered. His Mari was safe, her beautiful heart beating in tandem with his. Everything about her was beautiful. Her delicate face, lithe hands, and soft hair felt almost too good to be true. He could live a thousand lifetimes repenting, and he still would never truly deserve her.

Part of him was glad that she had changed suits because the black leather highlighted the deep blush painting her skin. The red spandex would have distracted too much from it. 

Marinette let loose a nervous laugh. “Uh, what did I miss?”

Damian never let his eyes linger from her own, but he could feel the shit-eating grin dancing across his brother’s face. He chose, very pointedly, to ignore it.

“I took too long to get here,” he whispered to her. “I wish you had been able to inform me of this foul bastard tormenting your city. I would have had his head on a platter for you in a heartbeat.”

Dick chimed in, “Wow, kid. You sure know how to woo ‘em.”

Marinette’s face somehow became impossibly redder, and the skin was burning underneath his hands. She tried to sink into herself, but the tight leather suit left little room to hide. The faux cat ears were definitely not helping her.

Before she had the chance to question the vigilante’s familiarity with her, her partner came rushing towards them. He now donned a red and black polka dotted suit similar to the one she had worn earlier. The accessories they had swapped seemed to be the cause of it, but they could discuss this later. Maybe when they hadn’t just watched Marinette thrash around in agony.

The ladybug hero fell onto his knees and threw his body around her, crying into her shoulder, “Thank Kwamis, you’re alright! I don’t think I could have lived with myself if anything had happened to you.”

Marinette pulled a hand up to gently pet her partner’s hair, a soft smile gracing her now less-red face. He buried his face further into the crook of her neck, and she brought her other hand to rub along his back. Damian felt his heart drop at the exchange.

“It’s alright, Minou.” She let out a dry laugh. “Now you know how I feel every time you throw yourself head first into danger.”

Damian was overcome with a sudden possessiveness. He knew who this other boy was. He was Adrien, the boy who had broken Marinette's heart, and the one she still called her best friend. Damian believed that perhaps she was far too forgiving. He would never let anything bad happen to her again.

One of his hands moved to push Adrien off of her, the other still tenderly holding her face. The other boy was caught off guard by the sudden movement, and Marinette’s eyebrows jumped in shock.

“Bug off, Minou, ” Damian growled at him. His hand returned to rubbing her hair back. “She’s mine.”

He felt a sudden smack against the back of his head.

“For fuck’s sake, Damian. I taught you to act better than that,” Dick chided him. Damian swung his head around to meet his brother’s menacing gaze with his own.

“So much for secret identities, Grayson.”

Dick rolled his eyes. “Like she wasn’t gonna find out anyway. What, with your little kiss and confession.”

Heat rose in Damian’s face. Whether it was in anger or embarrassment, he couldn’t say, but suddenly he was tackling Dick back into the river. It wasn’t a ‘confession,’ okay? It was simply a truth she should be aware of. Damian Wayne didn’t do ‘confessions.’

They hit the water in a tangle of limbs and spandex, and Damian swore he could hear Marinette laughing as he submerged into the water. He was overcome with the thought that maybe, it wasn’t so bad to open up his heart to someone. After all, nothing in this world could possibly be sweeter than her voice. 

A kick to the jaw reminded Damian why he had tackled Dick into the Seine in the first place. He was so going to kill him.

#batman #wolfish-writes #damian wayne #maribat #maridami #miraculous ladybug #mlb x dcu #dcu x mlb #batbros #batfamily #daminette #dick grayson #adrien agreste #lady noire #mister bug

[mushroomwoods]

wounded bird

Sky is nothing short of loving, especially when his loved one comes down with a sickness.

character — sky, romantic.

cw — none, pure fluff, sickfic.

the client wish, the client has. for my dearest @yourlocaltreesimp, who seems to be suffering right now. i hope you get well soon, darling, but if i discover you were reading this while you had a headache instead of going to sleep, I'll chase you fr. watch out, fir. also, I've mever written a sickfic so forgive me if it's not good enough hakdbdk.

To say your vision was blurry was an understatement, things were so mushed up together in your vision that you weren't even able to notice when someone entered the room you were staying in the inn, hadn't they made enough noise to wake up a whole battalion.

You could hear a soft swear, though it wasn't anything nearly as colorful as the one Legend used to spew when things didn't go his way in battle, but this was enough to tell you just who it was.

“Sky?” Your voice was hoarse, far more than you could remember before you went to bed. Actually, just how did you get in bed?

Before your mind could wander any further, a cool hand made contact with your forehead, the feeling immediately lightening your mood up as you pressed further into the calloused touch.

“[name], [name], wild made a light soup for you.” His voice was soft as a whisper, mindful of the way your ears were ringing.

He said nothing when you lightly shook your head, and when you saw him turning back, you figured he would go back to the group, so you closed your eyes.

A few hushed voices sounded by the door, but you could barely tell what they were saying, not that you cared when your head was ringing so much. Just as you were ready to turn your back and try to drift back to sleep, the mattress dipped beside you, the hand returning to your face.

“[name], dear. I'm gonna sit you up, okay?” Sky didn't wait for an answer, warm arms wrapping around your body as he carefully lifted you up, you head resting against his chest as he shushed any groans of pain that fell from your lips. “Have some water, please.”

He lightly tapped at your lips, refusing to give you the cup even when you tried to take it from his hands, a quiet “let me help you, dove” whispered at your ear. He tipped the cup in your lips, the liquid bringing you a faint sense of relief for a brief second.

“More?” He asked and only then you noticed just how thirsty you must've been, mouth still dry. You nodded and he repeated the process all over again, as many times as you wished.

You could see from the corner of your eyes how he smiled softly, a hint of sadness permeating his touches as his patience never wavered while he helped you.

When you laid back onto the bed, his hand took yours in a warm embrace, his voice quiet as he told you about how the day had gone without you around, about how he missed you the whole time he to spend apart from you and how he wished you'd never have to go through any sufferings, no matter how small it was.

He smiled every time you laughed at something he said and nodded along when you made small breathy additions.

He stood by your side until your haggard breath turned into soft snores, only then letting go of your hand and getting up from the floor he sat upon, kissing your forehead and then going out again.

The whole week was spent at such fashion, and even when you said you didn't want to bother him, Sky's only answer was to smile whilst saying that helping his love would never be a bother.

On the last day, Sky deemed that you were already healthy enough for him to at least get his so desired cuddles, his body pressing tightly against yours in the small inn bed.

“You're gonna get sick.” You said, voice lethargic from how much rest you had over the last few days.

“No worries, dove. I'm strong enough.” His hands caressed your hair, your face flushed against his chest hearing the light thundering in his ribcage as he talked.

“I missed you so much, dove. To have you by my side.” His voice was muffled above your head, heart racing a little from what you could feel. “I hope you never get sick again, my dear.”

You hummed in answer, mind already far off into dreamland, his voice lowering significantly as he lulled you to sleep with his soothing voice and calming touch.

“Good night, my dear, get well soon.”

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[schnoobums]

Could you please go into details as to how touch is Jonathan's love language? 👀💙

+ Same anon - I didn't want to imply anything lewd, physical touch as a love language firs him very well (that and snark as his other love language) and I'd love to see you elaborate on it!

Hehe of course I can. Thanks for asking!

We’ve got some great examples of Jonathan using physical touch as either an expression of admiration, companionship, or affection.

Take the first time we see Jonathan and Evy interact in The Mummy (1999) - when she’s feeling down, the first thing he does is console her and he does this through physical touch (also words of affirmation, which I believe is his second love language, though you’re spot-on with snarkiness.)

Wow, who made these gifs? They’re so good. [x]

He even holds onto Evy’s arm when they visit the prison where Rick is being held. Yes, it can be that he’s afraid of being there (especially since he stole from Rick) but it’s also a way for him to protect his sister; being able to tug her away if there’s any danger and also in case she feels afraid as well.

Then, when he first interacts with Rick outside the prison, he gives him a warm handshake and pats him on the chest as if they’re already good friends. They hardly know anything about each other at this point, but Jonathan makes the effort to be as friendly as possible (that’s also probably due to his British charm but I digress.) This interaction also acts as “I apologize about before but I promise I’m pretty decent once you get to know me” without saying the words directly.

Now, what about in a romantic sense? Take the first time we see him in The Mummy Returns (2001) - he’s walking with Sheila down the hallway, an arm wrapped around her side and holding her close to him. Yeah, he’s feeling great right now but the option to simply walk beside her is right there and he opts for sticking as close to her as possible instead.

I’m going to take this brief moment to say that he’s a huge gentleman since this is most likely after ~things have gone down~ and he’s walking her out, either to her car or to drive her back to her place (as discreetly as possible.) I just think that’s neat. He keeps up a conversation with her and keeps up the physical touch as well.

Of course, we have all the sweet moments with him and Alex; a hand on the shoulder, wrapped up in a hug, leading the other by the arm, hand holding, etc. Their relationship is so adorable. [x]

Also, he grabs a hold of people in an effort to protect them. Even if he can’t do it very well, he certainly tries (I’d screencap those moments but it’s always mid-sprint so the picture comes out super blurry.)

He also gains comfort through physical touch. Since he’s been through a lot of high stakes, a friendly pat on the back or arm, or even getting pulled away from danger (Rick yeets him so much, it’s so funny) gives him the assurance that 1. he’s not alone & 2. there’s someone there to help him.

I think Jonathan is one of those people who think that when words fail, actions speak louder. So, he shows his love for people (whether platonic or romantic) through physical touch; something that says that he cares without uttering the words himself.

That’s just my opinion, though!

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[sterek-stuffs]

Like leaves

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Fall in Vermont was really pretty. Stiles could admit he had been bummed to find out he had a spark back in his senior year of high school, only to discover he would have to move to Vermont if he wanted to learn and develop into a proper emissary. Sure, there were other magic schools closer to home, or at least closer to something, but the one in Vermont was the best and the only one that actually had other supernatural courses, and the prospect of studying with all different kinds of magical people was appealing.

Still, moving away from his dad and his best friend had been hard. Was still hard. Stiles had never had the easiest time making friends, so it had been a pretty lonely first couple of months. He had a few people he was friendly with now, namely Grace, a surprisingly cheery harpy, and Charlie, a vampire. When they had started planning a horseback ride to watch the leaves, Stiles had been all for it, and immediately booked his reservation at the place he'd heard offered the best tours, Moonrise Valley Stables. When his friends had flaked out on him, he figured he might as well go anyway, since the views were supposed to be stunning.

Which brought him to where he was, perched atop a roan mare called Dusty, holding onto the saddle for dear life, wandering after a group of families with kids through the woods. The nature really was impressive, he'd give it that, the blue sky contrasting beautifully with the bright-colored leaves, that varied from pale yellow to burnt orange to bright red to deep burgundy. The brisk fall breeze made his cheeks redden, but wasn't cold enough to be uncomfortable. And the fact that he didn't even have to walk? This had been a good idea after all. Dusty seemed content to plod along after the other horses, so little by little, Stiles started to relax, first letting go of the saddle, then not holding the reins so tight, finally managing to enjoy the views fully. He was just pointing out a pair of bluebirds to one of the kids on the tour when a loud "GOBBLE!" and a swoosh of wings came from his left, spooking his horse into a wild run into the trees. 

"Oh, shit!" Stiles managed to squeeze his legs around the horse's body to keep from falling but that only seemed to make Dusty run faster. The wind whooshed around his face and he could feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He was still holding onto the reins but pulling at them seemed to have no effect on the sprinting horse, and his left foot had slipped off the stirrup. He quickly managed to grab onto the saddle again - he never should have let it go - and bow down low over Dusty's neck to avoid taking a branch to the face and to try and calm her down a bit. They seemed to be following a deer trail, and he had no idea how he'd even get back to the original trail.

What he did not expect was to hear rustling in the undergrowth apparently following beside him and keeping up with his horse. From the corner of his eye he could see a dark shape moving through the trees and his adrenaline spiked again, cold sweat beading in his lower back. He tried to remember if there were wolves in Vermont. He was pretty sure there were bears, too. Shit. He might be truly actually fucked. He was good at offensive magic but he wasn't sure any of his spells were enough to take out a bear. Magic also tended to work better on other magical beings so he wasn't even sure it would work at all!

He was just praying to every deity he could remember when he saw the dark shape run a little bit ahead of him and stop, turning into a vaguely humanoid shape with a… flannel shirt? Fortunately, the sudden appearance caused the horse to stop, but unfortunately it caused the horse to rear, which finally sent Stiles tumbling into the thankfully leaf-covered ground. He rolled a bit and landed on his back, winded and confused, breathing heavily. The blurry outline of a man took shape as he approached him, with a hand extended. 

"You're not a bear," was the first thing out of Stiles' mouth. He didn't take the proffered hand.

The stranger laughed, and his voice was low and pleasant when he replied, "yeah, I don't have the right build for that." 

Stiles felt his cheeks redden and sat up, finally taking a good look at his… savior? God, he hoped so, because the man in front of him was gorgeous and it'd be a bummer if he turned out to be a serial killer. He was wearing jeans, heavy boots and a flannel over a plain white T-shirt, and seemed to be about as tall as Stiles himself. He had a full beard that begged to be touched, a sharp nose and green-gray eyes under really impressive eyebrows.

He shook himself and reached up for the other man's hand, pulling himself up before he felt his magic reacting. When he looked up, the man's eyes were no longer that weird gray-green, but were instead shining amber. A shifter. Probably a werewolf, by the way his magic was reacting. He could feel it trying to reach for the man, like a puppy asking to be petted. His spark was especially attuned to moon magic, and werewolves were basically moon magic made flesh. It's why he wanted to become an emissary in the first place.

The man growled low, probably at the overfamiliar way Stiles' magic was behaving. 

Stiles let go of his hand. "Sorry, dude! Didn't mean to do that! It just reacts to stuff sometimes. You're a wolf?"

The stranger looked at him with narrowed eyes for a few seconds, probably listening to his heart, which wouldn't be too helpful with the way it was still beating kind of fast. For many reasons. Stiles took the chance to finally look around, and saw Dusty haphazardly tied to a tree branch a few feet away, looking for all the world like a nice, calm horse. Sleepy, even. Stiles knew better. Still, it was strange that she was so at ease near a werewolf. Most prey animals tended to get nervous at best when this close to an apex predator. Stiles looked back at said apex predator to find him still staring. "Were you with one of the tours?" He asked.

"Yeah, it was going fine but then Dusty here got spooked by a… wild turkey?" He gestured vaguely at the horse.

The stranger laughed. "We got a few of those around, yeah. She should know better than to take off like that, though." He walked towards Dusty, grabbing her reins again and bringing her back to Stiles. "My family owns Moonrise Valley. I'm Derek." He offered his hand.

"That's awesome! I'm Stiles," he said as he shook Derek's hand, "I'm studying magic at Underhill University."

He grinned. "I figured." 

Oh, god, he had cute bunny teeth. Stiles was doomed.

"Let me just text my sister to let her know I found you. She was the one leading your ride. Though she probably knows by now or she'd already be here." Derek started leading the horse along the small trail they were on, and Stiles followed. He'd thought the trail had been in the opposite direction, so good thing he wasn't alone or he'd probably be lost for days. 

He scrambled for something to say. "Sooo, your family that owns Moonrise Valley… Are they also your pack?" No one had ever accused him of not being nosy.

"Yeah," Derek replied, looking at him curiously. "Why?"

"No reason! Just wondering, because of the name and all. It's cute!" He grinned and winked at Derek, who snorted and rolled his eyes, but didn't look too annoyed. The fact that his family was also his pack meant he was probably a born wolf, the first one Stiles had ever met.

"The name was my father's idea. We used to be called just Hale Stables, but when we started offering tours and trail rides, he thought it sounded more memorable." He shrugged, but he sounded fond.

"Wait, Hale Stables as in the Hale Pack?" The Hale Pack was well known in the emissary circles; Their current alpha was pretty powerful, and had a lot of sway in the supernatural community even though her pack wasn't that large. Some people also said that the Hale pack 'wolves could do a full shift, but Stiles wasn't sure he believed that. It sounded like fairytale stuff and if there was one thing he'd learned from the supernatural world was that things were never like the stuff in fairytales. For better or worse.

"Heard of us, have you?" He raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, the Hale Pack. I hope that's not gonna be a problem." 

"No, dude! Of course not! I just heard a lot about the Hale alpha, all good things, don't worry!" 

"Yeah, okay." He shook his head. "I'm sorry for making you fall off your horse, by the way. I didn't expect her to rear like that, but there's a drop off ahead and I was worried you guys might take a tumble, so I had to act quick." It was clear he was trying to change the subject, and Stiles wasn't about to deny him, despite his curiosity. Derek had been kind to him, and he didn't want to make him uncomfortable or anything.

"No problem, the ground was pretty soft, with all the leaves, and it wasn't a big fall anyway. Thanks for getting her to stop running." They had been walking while they talked, toward what Stiles assumed was the original trail his tour had been following, until they reached a clearing and stopped.

Stiles finally looked around, surprised to see a cozy little cabin, a small garden with empty planters out front, and what looked like a chicken coop to one side. To the other side, near the back, he could see an old tree stump with an axe stuck to it, a few chopped logs spread around. It kinda looked like it came straight out of a fairytale.

While Stiles had been gawking at the house, Derek had moved and tied Dusty to a wooden pole near the porch, and turned back to look at him. He hurried closer. "I thought we were going back to the trail."

"Sorry. Laura said she'd move on with the ride, since you guys were almost done anyway. You can book another one, free of charge, of course." Derek smiled, and Stiles melted. "Do you want to come in for a cup of tea? Sorry, I don't really have coffee," he said apologetically. 

"A cup of tea sounds nice, thanks." He was usually a coffee drinker, but he wouldn't complain if it meant he could spend some more time with Derek. They headed inside, which was small and cozy but still bright and clean. The main room was kitchen, dining and living room all in one, with a huge fireplace and a comfortable-looking sofa. Two doors to the right led to what Stiles assumed to be a bedroom and a bathroom. "This place is nice."

"Thanks," Derek said from the kitchen area, where he was preparing the tea. Stiles wondered if he imagined the tips of his ears getting a little darker. He soon brought them two steaming cups of fragrant tea and motioned to the front door, leading them to the porch, where a wooden bench was set overlooking the woods around the house.

Stiles sat and blew on his tea a bit, waiting for it to cool. "Do you also do the horseback ride tours? Or is that just your sister? Do you work at the stables too?"

"Only if they're understaffed. I used to do tours, back before we had a good roster of employees. Laura still does because she loves it, but she doesn't have to." He seemed relaxed, sitting and drinking his tea. The leaves were pretty but they had nothing on Stiles's view right at that second. 

"So, you just rescue poor clumsy sparks from crazy horses?"

Derek laughed, which was soon becoming one of Stiles's favorite sounds. "I'm actually a licensed forester. And Dusty's not crazy. She just saw a chance and took it. You were probably slacking, anyway." His tone was clearly teasing.

"Well, yeah! I didn't expect you guys to put me on a crazy horse!" He absently gestured with his hands, nearly spilling his tea. "You probably did this on purpose, to get me away from the group, lure me here and murder me or something."

"Oh, and you fell right into my trap, huh?" Derek's smile was sharp and, for the first time in their short acquaintance, Stiles would describe it as wolfish. It was an unfairly attractive look.

"Well," he said, "it's not like I'm defenseless." He touched Derek's hand with a finger, pushing a little bit of his spark into the touch. It was meant to feel tingly, at most, but he startled so hard he almost dropped his cup of tea. "Sorry!" Stiles said immediately. 

"Don't worry." Derek was definitely blushing now. "I just wasn't expecting it to feel like that."

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like it's pulling at my wolf." Derek flashed his eyes. "Like the full moon."

Now it was Stiles's turn to blush, which he knew for a fact did not look as attractive as when Derek did it. "My spark," he explained, "is especially attuned to the moon. It's why I'm training to become an emissary. Why I came to Vermont."

"Good." Was all he said in response.

After a few long minutes, he reached his hand for Stiles. "Give me your phone. I'll add my number. When you want to go for a horseback ride, call me and I'll take you."

Stiles handed him his phone. When he handed it back, their fingers touched, and Derek's eyes flashed bright amber again.

They finished their tea in silence, looking at each other more than at the beautiful scenery around them. There was tension in the air, but it didn't feel bad or awkward. It felt expectant, like a new beginning. 

When the shadows started growing longer, Derek took the teacups back inside. Stiles walked over to Dusty, petting her velvety nose, and smiled at Derek when he approached. "Ready to go back?" he asked, and Stiles nodded back.

Derek helped him scramble back onto the horse, and then climbed up behind him, taking the reins and effectively caging him in. Stiles shivered.

The trip back was a blur of red and gold leaves, Derek's woodsy, smoky scent, the feel of his arms brushing against Stiles's as he guided the horse through the trails, low conversations between long moments of silence.

When they reached the stables, the sun was setting and the wind was getting chilly. Derek dismounted first and waited while Stiles did the same - with only a little less grace. When he turned back, Derek was staring at him so intensely it gave him goosebumps. He walked closer, pressing Stiles's back against Dusty's warm side, caging him in again. With a breath of relief, Stiles reached a hand and finally touched that soft beard, bringing his mouth into a soft, unsure kiss. Derek was breathing hard, eyes closed, and he responded by grabbing Stiles's waist and deepening the kiss until they were both panting and holding onto each other like they couldn't bear to be apart. The hard, deep kisses turned back into gentle and unhurried, until Derek was just nosing at Stiles's temple and dropping little pecks near his ear and down to his neck, making him laugh softly. After a few more minutes they managed to separate, and he walked back to his car on wobbly knees. 

"Call me," was all he said before closing the jeep's door, and Stiles nodded, keeping his eyes on Derek as long as he could as he maneuvered towards the road. When he got home a few hours later, he still felt like he was falling.

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[neopronouns-in-action]

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Neopronouns written for so far, in chronological order:

ze/hir (The Mirrored Dream)

ve/vir (A Different Perspective)

card/cards (Werewolves)

it/its (The Interworld Growing Club)

ae/aer (Reclamation)

lu/luna (I Fucking Hate Athiktomisics)

de/dim (Creature of Kindness)

zey/zem, X/Xself, and ne/rix (The Chain of Command)

sy/rup (Inconvenience)

mae/mer (Thunderstorm in the Apocalypse) +

te/ter (The First Decision)

ith/kir (Rueful Snowstorm)

kit/kitten (Isn't That Confusing? Not Really)

ivy/ivys (Dream Call)

cy/cyb (Indispensable)

aix/arix (Birdwatching, Plantwatching)

deq/dir (Convenient Distractions from Awkward Conversations)

ae/ryn (Vacations and Kidnappings)

ze/zem (Preparations for Change)

ni/nir (The Voyage to Arcturus part 1)

izi/av (Alterhuman Advancements: November 2122)

ky/shal (Tutorial Sword)

shey/shem (The Wild Dragon)

an/droid (The Universe Likes You)

che/chim, xi/xir, thi/hil (Race to the Top)

xe/xim, ze/zim, li/lia (The Great Machine)

neo/neos (Crash Landing on Earth)

ne/rix (You Learn Something New Everyday)

heart/hearts ("Blurry Shape at Corner of Eye")

clo/loc, ri/riv (Boundaries are Made to be Respected, a short, touch-averse Horror story)

vey/vem (Alterhuman Advancements: December 2122)

su/uvu (Real Heroes Kill Cops)

xiy/rik (Customer Service)

hea/ler (Executive Execution)

fe/ir (A Friendly Encounter in the Woods)

they/them (Into Thin Air)

ve/vei (Don't Stop to Pay)

ivo/na (Kill the Hand That Threatens You)

sie/sir (You Are What Eats You)

meh/uto (Interspecies Solidarity)

an/dro (Opportunistic Hunting)

xe/xir (Character Creation)

li/lia (When in Doubt, Leave Gifts)

fae/faer (Mutiny or Malfunction)

rhe/rhek (Viva La Revolution)

hero/heros (046)

ama/ranth, ki/kir, fir/nix (The Perfect Creation)

mie/mym, vi/vir (The First Sign)

nae/nym (An Inconvenient Haunting)

ghoul/ghouls (A Wasted chance)

051: de/ad (Neither Nor) 052: ser/sera (The New Bridge) 053: pearl/pearls (The Cycle of Lives) 054: qua/tre (Emigrare) 055: joker/jokers (Universal Translator Mistranslation) 056: cat/cats (Thrown for a Loop) 057: hy/hym (Back to a New Beginning) 058: ay/li (The Proper Reaction) 059: bek/birk, vel/virl, (Raining Birds and Foxes) 060: ze/zer (Perfectly Normal) 061: ne/nim (Every Moment, and the One That Came Before) 062: da/dar (Flatland Warriors: Ponder the Meaning of the Words, or, The Breaking Point) 063: ne/nim (Not In The Loop) 064: he'er/him'mer (Living Smoke) 065: wy/vyr (A Glimpse Back in Time) 066: skull/skulls (Dirt Nap) 067 shy/hyr (The Arrest of Arsène Lupin) 068 et/eil (Game Changer) 069 zo/zol (First Day of School) 070 drae/drem (The Overcoat of Arsène Lupin) 071 rhe/rhem (Rhayn's Descent) 072 sun/suns, lae/laer (A Rumor Grows Like Weed) 073 ero/ilas, hea/ler, ido/eis, zal/az, ae/ryn, sia/lia (With a Smile) 074 zig/zag, that one/that one's, ae/aeth (The Hitchhiker) 075 shade/shades, alternating she/her and he/him (The Crystal Connection) 076 fin/fins, ai/ain (The Port Freehaven Mermaids) 077 rat/rats (Jenny Every...Who?) 078 kal/vir (Guardian Star) 079 rhi/rhim (The Theft of the Synphirim) 080 zim/zur (Knowing When to Run) 081: zim/zur (The Well of the Depths) 082: xal/xalv, nova/novas, they/them (Mickey Mouse in Out of the Dreadful Depths) 083: grey/greys/greyself (Alterhuman Advancements April 2124) 084: she/shim, faal/fala, zae/zaen, dae/daes (The Griffon's Curse)

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[thelunarsystemwrites]

FacądeTale Chara! (+Lore)

Let me tell you a story.

Long ago, there was a human, a human who fell. Their name? Chara. Chara fell into the underground, unknowing of its magical property.

Asriel, Son of Torial and Asgore Dreemurr, was lurking the ruins, where he often went to get some peace. When he discovered the human.

And at the same time, a new addition had been added to the book, the book of Fables. A new story, one that hadn't been assigned in years occurred.

Sleeping Beauty.

But, perhaps they weren't the best pair. As Asriel, was assigned the dark fairy from birth. Meaning that once they turned sixteen, rather Asriel meant to or not, he would curse Chara, sending them into a hundred year sleep.

But, that was far into the future, yes? So, welcoming the human with open arms, they became part of the Dreemurr family.

Chara was mischievous, and Asriel was bashful. But they quickly declared themselves as siblings, even if they knew what one day would come.

What they failed to account for, is that the rules apply differently to humans, than monsters.

One day, they had snuck off, going to pick the golden flowers at the beginning of the ruins. They played to make a pie fir their father, and needed buttercups for it.

As they plucked the flowers, Asriel had found a special looking one. It was blue! And, blue means friendship. He had picked it, turning to Chara, he had offered them the flower.

Chara called him a sap, but accepted the gift. Pricking their finger on a hidden thorn. Their vision went blurry, and an overwhelming amount of exhaustion had cursed their body.

And then, they fell, and fell asleep.

Asriel picked them up, trying to pick them up. He cried out for his parents, begging for their help. Hoping it would travel via echos to the ruin home.

Eventually, his parents came. Seeping him weeping over an unconscious Chara. His mother took the child in her arms. As Asriel tried to follow, Asgore stopped him.

Asgore's rage had blinded him, he summoned his weapon subconsciously, raising a hand to his son, not realizing how he had done.

They had lost two children that night. He had lost his wife. And the underground lost hope. As Asgore made two decisions.

One, this would never get out to the public.

And two, Fables and Villains would never be allowed to freely co-exist again. Few places in the underground permitted both to exist.

A child lost in eternal slumber.

Another dusted onto the wilted golden flowers, as they changed to blue. Once friendship, and now sorrow.

(One: That's a nightgown, not a dress. XC. And two, they came out more feminine thanexpected, my apologies!)

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[isamajor]

Whump drabbles : Kaidan

I – Bedridden

Kaidan groaned as he struggled miserably to prop himself up on one elbow before sinking back onto the pillow. Lucien reprimanded him, telling him to calm down because he was burning with fever. He made it clear to the colossus that he would not leave this bed as long as he was not recovered.

"I'll bet 100 septims it's from an infected wound."

Kaidan looked away in response, muttering that it was going to cost a fortune to keep him in an inn bed all this time.

"Then it's fortunate my wealth is useful. But please, don't be stupid, you need to take care of yourself."

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II – Stifled Scream

The Thalmor wizard wanted to break him. He used a whip, he used destruction magic, he tortured him until the skin of his back was tearing and bleeding. Until his legs collapsed under him, letting him suspended by his wrists. By the Nine, it hurted ! Kaidan clenched his teeth to stifle his screams. He wouldn't let Cyrelian have this victory. Even if his teeth shatter, he wouldn't let out a cry, a plea or a pain scream. Kaidan would rather die a curse on his lips than allow the Thalmor get the pleasure of his screams. (98)

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III - « I said I'm fine »

« Steady on there, Kaidan. You’ve lost a bit of blood. »

Kaidan sighed, a little annoyed, replying to Lucien he was fine. The cut wasn’t that deep, even if the blood smeared on his whole leg. He knew Lucien was just worried about him. He always was. About everyone. As if the team wasn’t worried for this milkdrinker, so fragile and clumsy. The Imperial brandished a health potion in front of his face.

« I said I ’m fine. »

Kaidan’s voice was a bit harsher this time. It wasn’t the first his first wound. He would get through it. (102)

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IV – Escape Attempt

His breathing was rough in his chest, he had to be quick despite his wounds. But Kaidan was out of the Thalmor’s hands for now. He’s got more or less the layout of the abandoned prison memorized. He knew the exit would be a few more meters after this corner. And there they were. Kaidan tried to ram the elves out of his way but he was too weak. He staggered back, gasping and looking with horror as his jailers were ready to shock him with their magic.

« Well, well, looks like our rat got out of its cage. », Cyrelian said with a smile. (105)

V – Explosion

They hadn't seen the rune on the ground. Kaidan advanced at the head of the group at a good pace in these ruins until the explosion was triggered. One step inside the magical circle was enough, and everyone was brutally blinded by the explosion and thrown against the walls of the crypt. Kaidan felt his lungs suddenly emptied before he felt the painful bite of the stone against his back. The flames had briefly licked his face, leaving an abominable burning smell in their wake. His ears were ringing painfully. Everything around him was dusty and blurry. (98)

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VI - « It's not as bad as it looks »

He’d gotten a nice gash on his forehead, from the sharp claws of a sabre cat. Blood had streaked down Kaidan’s face, adorning it with a sticky crimson mask, drowning out his tattoo and blending with the color of his eyes. When Lucien saw him like this, he squealed in horror, both at his friend’s bloody appearance and at the presumption of the seriousness of his wound.

“Don’t worry. It’s not as bad as it looks. The wound isn’t deep, the forehead is just a place where the bleeding is profuse.”, he explained to the Imperial. (102)

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VII – Fall

The icy path in the Velothi Mountains stretched before them, treacherous and slippery. Each step could lead to a fall and the group was carefully walking in silence, their breath forming a mist in the frigid air. Kaidan stepped on a frozen rock, and the misstep happened. Losing his balance from the top of his imposing build, he fell below, his body hit by the fir trees that adorned the hillside. His schout echoed in the mountain and to this cry answered the cries of all his friends, horrified at his fall. They could see him lying below, a dark figure in the pristine snow. (105)

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VIII – Drowning

The current raged around him, a relentless force that threatened to drag him under. The river was an opponent he was not equipped to defeat. Kaidan fought against the torrent, muscles straining with every stroke. But his strength ended up dwindling and abandoning him, the water closing in on him, his lungs desperately searching for air without being able to find it. His world faded to black. His limp body, unconscious and tossed about by the waves, found refuge on a solitary rock rising from the turbulent river, where he was spotted by his friends, who hoped it was not already too late. (103)

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IX - Gag

When he regained consciousness, a tight cloth gag was across his mouth, the knot of it pressing hard on the back of his neck. The fabric tasted dirty of dust and blood. Kaidan didn't know where the Thalmor had taken him while he was unconscious. All his protests and insults were reduced to muffled grunts. His bonds were as tight as his gag and without success, he couldn't free himself. Gritting his teeth on the fabric, he swore to himself to make them pay, all of them. Let him break free from his bonds, and he would kill them all. (102)

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X – Held

The Dragonborn's world shifted as tentacles snatched them into Hermaeus Mora's realm, Apocrypha. Panic gripped Kaidan's heart as he lunged to catch them, but Xelzaz firmly held him back by an arm and Lucien gripped his wrist.

"You can't go there, it's too dangerous. They has to confront Miraak alone. Apocrypha is treacherous, Hermaeus Mora wouldn't allow another player in their game.", Lucien explained, his grip tight.

The Black Book consumed the Dragonborn, and, firmly held by his traveling companions, Kaidan stared with a heavy heart as the book closed itself and fell to the ground. (102)

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[dsmpkinfessions]

Hey it's sure been a while hasn't it?

Currently I'm in an area where I'm the legal age to drink and that has been throwing me for a loop. I've kept a pretty good restraint so far, I've only had a sip of a strawberry and lime cider ( it was so delicious holy prime).

Reminds me of home, but our drinks weren't very tasty and were stored in potion bottles. Except for one bottle that Schlatt had, it was in a pretty glass bottle, the drink was brown (bourbon? Whiskey? Certainly not beer I wouldn't have drank it if it was. Actually. I would have. I never really cared what the taste was so long as it got the job done)

Ive always been in and out of drinking. I started before lmanberg and then stopped during, and then started again during pogtopia/manberg. I think when I became president I was sober for like a month! Which didn't last long as responibilites piled up, and then it got worse when the whole tommy thing happened, and then the techno thing, and then all the other things.

Prime, drinking is cringe though. Truly it is. I vaguely recall a time when I was drunk in front of my dearly beloved minutes man. I think he was the only person who ever cared whether I was drunk or not..

He was sweet like that. He always took care of me in the aftermath, giving me water and looks filled with pity. I couldn't even find it in myself to hate his pity, I couldn't hate anything from him.

Uhh since last time I talked on this blog I've gotten a few more memories, memories past new l'manberg which is... Fun.

I fucking love snowchester and I remember my wedding with boo! (Micheal was the ring bearer, he looked very handsome in his outfit! At the time he hated pants so he had a cute tux with a skirt outfit :3) oh oh! I keep getting off topic. Drinking. I need a sip of water (and so do you dear reader!) During snowchester I didn't drink a lot. I was a father and a builder and a farmer! I was doing science learning about the world that kept moving. The world that kept moving as I built a grave for my best friend. It wasn't the first time I had done it. I made a grave for him quietly during new lmanberg, it was right next to wil's. I didn't drink during the first time, just poured one out fir the homies.

The second time was a struggle, I hid bottles in the basement next to my workshop. Every time I was down there it was an internal debate whether to lose myself in work or in the sauce. I lost the debate just once. After that I ... Don't really remember ;/ I want to say that things got better after tommy was back, but its a bit blurry.

I kind of remember hitting on 16 (and I remember the aftermath, the yelling match when he respawned)

Wow. I cannot stay on topic. I should get out of bed and get dressed.

I could use a drink.

This juice will have to do.

~T🍪🌠 ( long post :D)

#posts that are - Mod Tubbo #why do we have similar memories #dsmpkin #dsmp kin #dreamsmpkin #dreamsmp kin #dream smp kin #tubbo kin #alcohol mention #alcohol cw #T🍪🌠 #(<- totally didnt forget that) #🍪🌠

[ezivoteofficial]

Political is fun with Ezivote

Know about the celebrities who supported farmer’s protest

India’s ongoing farmers’ protest in the election year 2024 unfolds conflicts between the central government and protesting farmers. This freshens the memories of a year-long protest of 2020-21 when farmers of Punjab, Haryana, and Uttar Pradesh were protesting against the three controversial farm laws. The main demands are to reject smart meters, waive debt, legal procurement assurances, and set a Minimum Support Price (MSP) for commodities based on the Swaminathan formula. The results of the protests remain blurry as the central government is in the process of establishing communication with the farmers’ community. The last protest was backed by many celebrities. Read on to learn about celebrities who supported the farmers' protest and how they extended their support.

Celebrities who supported farmer's protest

Celebrities from various fields including activists, singers, actors, and global stars backed the last farmer’s protest. Some supported farmers by visiting the protest while others showed virtual support leading to social media trends.

Rihanna

Global star, singer, and actor Rihanna extended her support to the farmers as she shared a CNN news report on X. Her tweet along with the report read, “Why aren’t we talking about this?”. Amid this, there was a rise in controversies, and the internet divided into two groups, one appreciating Rihanna for extending support while some trolled her for the same.

Greta Thunberg

Another controversy came up after climate activist Greta Thunberg shared a toolkit related to the farmer’s protest. The Delhi Police's cybercrime unit filed a formal complaint (FIR) based on sedition, criminal conspiracy, and inciting hatred, over the post and its accompanying tools.

Amanda Cerny

Amanda Cerny, a US-based vlogger also extended virtual support to the protests resulting in massive trolling. Her Instagram post read, “does not have to be Indian, Punjabi or South Asian to understand the issue. All one has to do is care about humanity”.

Lilly Singh

One of the prominent content creators and Youtuber Lilly Singh, known for her sarcastic and humorous content walked the Grammys red carpet with a mask that read I stand with farmers’. Furthermore, she posted on X, “I know red carpet/award show pictures always get the most coverage, so here you go media. Feel free to run with it Raised fist #IStandWithFarmers #GRAMMYs.”

To sum up

Bollywood celebrities including Sonakshi Sinha, Taapsee Pannu, Richa Chada, and Swara Bhasker also supported farmers. Some celebs stood with the government and shared posts with hashtags of India Together and India against Propaganda. Their list includes Bollywood’s Akshay Kumar, Ajay Devgan, and Sunil Shetty. Cricket icons including Virat Kohli and Sachin Tendulkar also supported the same.

Your opinion counts!

Now you know the instances where celebrities extended support to the farmer’s protest, it's time to express your opinion. At Ezivote, we bring you stories that help you understand, relate, and become an opinionated citizen. Let us know your opinion in the form provided.

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[joesoups-art-archive]

The Bravest Little Warrior

(Original) (Finished)

authors note: there’s art of Amber Fur somewhere which i can’t find currently but when i find it the posts will be linked together. i should also give the context that some of the packs have several camps in them at different locations outside of their main one with them typically being smaller in size.

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Amber Fur quivered with fear as she watched fully grown and younger wolves fighting. Blood made the dried earth on the ground wet and sticky. A tall male wolf with a tan pelt slowly walked towards here. He licked his sharp blood coated fangs and snarled. “Stay away from Amber Fur” growled Badger Foot. Badger Foot was Amber Fur’s den mate he slid in front of Amber Fur and he stood tall puffing up his chest just like Flaming Haze has taught him “Stay away from my friend” growled Badger Foot “Oh I’m so scared” laughed the tan wolf. Amber Fur felt a small tear run down her face. She could feel Badger Foot trembling but he still stood tall. The Male picked up Badger Foot by the neck sinking his fangs into his throat. Badger Foot howled in pain as he swiped at the male’s muzzle. The Male flung Badger Foot across the clearing like he was just another piece of prey. Amber Fur quivered in fear as the Male bared his fangs. The Male sunk his fangs into Amber Fur’s neck just missing her throat. She could feel his grip loosen and his fangs scraped against her face. The Male had blood pouring from his neck and it dripped down his shoulder into a small pool of blood on the ground. He tried standing up straight but he kept topping over. He lay on the blood bath which was once called a home to some wolves now lay in rubble. Amber Fur’s eyes clouded and she could only make out a blurry figure of a pale ginger she wolf that carefully picked her off the ground. Before Amber Fur’s sight was completely gone she caught a glimpse of the battle field. There were bodies littered across the ground and there were pools of blood almost everywhere you looked then it all went black.

Amber Fur woke up in the medic den. Her neck and face stung. Amber Fur peered round her sight was different than usual but Amber Fur didn’t think much of it. She wobbled to her stubby feet and wandered the dens entrance. “Oh Amber Fur your awake” Striped River said dropping the rabbit she was carrying. “Come back inside now” Striped River had a nervous look on her face was trying to avoid eye contact with Amber Fur. Herring Wing was walking to the medic den when she caught glimpse of Amber Fur’s face. Herring Wing stopped dead in her tracks her fur prickled with shock. “Amber Fur!” Herring Wing shrieked rushing to Striped River’s side. Herring Wing and Striped River exchanged looks. Amber Fur spotted a puddle of water next to the den. She peered at her face in the puddle. She could say nothing she just started at her face. “At least you lived” Striped River tried to sound reassuring but it didn’t work. Timber Fang pulled a small limp body along on a fallen fir branch. “B...b...badger Foot?” Amber Fur’s eyes welled with tears “Badger Foot!” Amber Fur tried to race over to him but Striped River stuck her paws at to stop her “Amber Fur he’s in critical condition you can’t see him” Striped River stared down at Amber Fur. “You can’t tell me what to do your not my mum” Striped River loosened her grips for Amber Fur raced off. Striped Fur felt like crying and telling Amber Fur the truth but she couldn’t not with all the other wolves around. Amber Fur cried into Badger Foot’s blood socked fur. “Should we do something” Timber Fang whispered to Herring Wing “I think we should give her some time”. 

At Sun High...

Thorn Pup padded out of the nursery to the medic den. “Oh hello there Thorn Pup” Striped River Duck her head out of the moss covering “Striped River do you know we’re Amber Fur is” Thorn Pup gazed up at Striped River “Adder Pounce says she was in with you” Thorn Pup added “S..s...she’s in the den but she’s really hurt” Striped River turned her gaze to Amber Fur then back to Thorn Pup “Can I see her?” Thorn Pup whimpered “Fine but she doesn’t look the same like she used to” Striped River stepped back into the den followed by Thorn Pup. 

“Amber Fur you have a visitor” Striped river stepped into the shadows to watch her daughter from a distance. “Oh hi Thorn Pup” Amber Fur sighed “Striped River said you were hurt” Thorn Pup lay down in front of Amber Fur “Are you okay?” Thorn Pup nudged Amber Fur’s front paw with her muzzle “I look like a monster” whined Amber Fur “I think you look pretty” smiled Thorn Pup “Really?” Amber Fur lifted her head “Of course I do” The sunlight was blocked by a tall figure in the middle of the den “Striped River, Thorn Pup, Amber Fur” he placed a small limp bodies on the ground “Is that Small  Leap?” Striped River whined “Yes it is... he was sent to alert main camp here but he must have been caught by the intruding  patrol before he could reach the base camp” the figure bowed his head. “I’ll prepare his body for the burial he’ll be buried next to his brother Badger Foot” Striped River picked up Small Leap and placed him next to Badger Foot’s body “I’m sorry for your loss Bee Nose” Striped River bowed her head and she stepped back to examine the wounds on Small Leap “You were very brave Amber Fur” Bee Nose sat in front of the Small she wolf “I don’t fell brave” Amber Fur sighed “You’ll see one day that your brave and lucky” Bee Nose remarked.

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to read the writing posts in chronological order you can find a reading order in this post here! (link to be added)

#joe soup’s writing archive #joe soup’s twodad tag #2019 #twodad’s 5th anniversary!

[keratoconusgroup]

my story, recently diagnosed teenager/ Need some tips and advices

Ever since i was A kid, I've been Experiencing halo lights, stretched headlights and thought it was normal. But after a certain point, these things became more and more certain. And i again that is normal, too scared to tell my parents. But after 2020 online classes , i realised that reading text was not easy for me now. But at this point, i was starting to get somewhat scared. As the double vision text was getting more and more prominent. Still ignored it. But in June 2022 i gathered courage and explained it to my parents(i was 17 at that time) and went to a free eye checkup. The people there weren't the optionetrists, but trained to find a prescription for the eyes only. They said i have about -4 in one eye,-2 in other. How can i see without spectacles? They asked me to go to a doctor. The Next day i was told about my condition, and the very next day i had corneal cross linking. It was a scary experience but i did it somehow(well done past me). After that i went for regular checkups, had a 6/6 vision for a week in those tests, which the doctor said was because of healing process. Then wentfor a checkup after 2 weeks and was given a temporary prescription , then after 3 months that number completely changed. And now after 9 total months, the prescription didn't change for my glasses. But i still don't have the best vision and i asked the optiometrist, he said that if i can see 6/6 then double vision has to be adjusted with for the time being, which is the same thing he said last time. Which is fine, i am not having that bad of a vision . I can read, study mostly without glasses as well, but its better with glasses, just the halos and double vision stays and the other problems stay. So i want to ask the people here, if they have some advice for me as i am a pretty new person with this diagnosis. What are some dos and don'ts as i am a student, so classes+ screens usage will not be minimised, any tips to have healthy eyes? Secondly do you still get blurry vision/ halos with contacts? I don't have contacts yet, neither will i have fir sone time in the future. But i am curious for the day i will get.. because i am already feeling emotional that if i get rid of all the vision problems, i might cry as soon as i wear them. Third, how do you drive at night? It is so uncomfortable! I drive a motorbike, but sometimes my right eye just gives up on me due to the lights shining on it. If you read all this, i am very thankful to you! submitted by /u/aayushkalia16 [link] [comments] https://www.reddit.com/r/Keratoconus/comments/1341yqz/my_story_recently_diagnosed_teenager_need_some/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[flames-thebitch]

I have to get home to them

pairing- Fem!Phoenix's sister!Reader x Hangman.

Scenario- YN Trace gets hit by the S.A.M's instead of Mav. The plane is on fire and she gets badly burnt. To the point she is dying. The enemy find her before she could turn on her tracker. As they were taking her to where she was going to be beaten until she gave up valuable information she turned on her tracker. Now it's up to the daggers and Hangman to find her before it's to late.

TW- Blood, Burns, Angst, Guns, language and Fluff at the end

YN's callsign is: Flames.

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YN's POV

I was hit and falling out of the sky. I could hear Rooster and my sister calling my name but it didn't register in my mind. My fingers where numb from where they had been burnt from the fire. I fumbled for the ejection and pulled. And that's the last thing I remember. The snow felt soothing on my burnt skin. It was only an amount of time before either the daggers or the enemy find me. I can't muster up enough strength to turn on my tracker. I could hear the low buzz of a chopper. And then it landing. My guess it was the people I wasn't hoping to see and I was correct. The man who came over spat in my face and grabbed me by my arm. I screamed out in pain. 'Shut the fuck up you little weak bitch!' I was sobbing at this point. He had grabbed my burnt arm. My other one was draped over my shoulder that had the tracker on. My fingers started to grasp at it. I grabbed it and hear the click as it gave off my signal.

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HANGMAN'S POV

'GUY'S Y....FLAMES' SIGNALS UP!!!! SHE'S ALIVE!' I screamed through the whole carrier. I was just about to hop out of my jet when I heard the ping of her tracker. I got back in and saw her callsign come up on my screen. 'Holy Shit' Rooster called out. I could hear the footsteps of the rest of the dagger squad. 'Hangman? Is it true? Is YN alive?' Pheonix asked. I could hear the worry in her voice and it sounds like she has been crying. She has just lost her sister. Bob came round the corner and hugged Pheonix so tight she looked like she couldn't breathe. But she needed it. 'Yeah we need to get to her and fast. We don't know how long Y/N will last.' Everyone froze. 'Hangman! You just used her real name!' Rooster shouted at me. Shit. We have a rule in the squad. If we use someone's actual name and not their callsign they have to confess to their crush. That's how Pheonix and Bob got together and Ice and Mav got together. 'Let's save her and I'll tell her then.' Right now the only thing on my mind was Flames. I couldn't lose her.

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YN'S POV

He had gotten me into the chopper and told the pilot to take off but he refused. The next thing I knew the pilot was sh0t dead. 'Holy shit. You fucking killed him!' 'Yeah and if you don't shut the fuck up that'll be you next!' I was holding my breath at this point. I was on the verge of having a panic attack. Shit no this can't be happening. I start to hyperventilate and my vision became blurry. I was on the verge of passing out when he realised that I was going to pass out he stared laughing at me calling me weak and other things. By the time I woke up from passing out I was in the snow again. That bastard. I guess he realised that I was weak and he wasn't getting any information out of me.

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HANGMAN'S POV

I was flying over where Rooster said he saw her jet go down. I was just hoping to find her. Then I saw it the glimpse of red and kaki in the ocean of white. 'Its her! I found her!' I need to find where to land though. I found a clearing that was all but 20ft away from her. I jumped out of my jet and sprinted towards her. 'Y.... YN?! You okay?' I called out to her. 'J... Jake is that you?' She whimpered.

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YN'S POV

'J... Jake is that you?' I whimpered. 'Yeah, Flames it's me. How are ya' he said in that southern tone of his. 'Shit but I guess ya can see that hey?' He laughed and I fucking melted. Wait I said his first name. 'YN there's something I need to tell you. I love you.' I stopped breathing. I started to cry. 'Shit. Flames are you, okay I'm sorry to dump all of this on you.' He looked like he was about to cry. 'Hey, Jake it's okay. I'm fine. I'm not crying because you told me that you love me because I love you too. It's just my fucking burns.' I kissed his cheek. Jake was gentle with me. 'Alright YN. I'm gonna move ya. Okay?' He whispered quietly in my ear. 'Okay, Jake. Just please be careful?' 'Always am sweetheart'. The pet name made me shiver. I cried out as Jake lifted me off of the ground. 'Shhhh sweetheart I know it hurts. it will do until we get them treated.' he cooed into my ear. he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I leaned into his embrace and passed out for the 3rd time today

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HANGMAN'S POV

When we reached my jet Pheonix had landed her jet next to mine. she helped me lift her sister into my jet and before I jumped in, Pheonix grabbed me by the wrist. 'Jake, wait! Is she alive?' she called over the roar of her jet engine. 'Yeah 'nix she's fine I promise. she passed out on the way to the jet but she's fine. she's got second maybe third-degree burns in some places. her fingers and arms got the full force of the flames.' Pheonix looked as if she was gonna start to sob. I pulled her into a hug. 'Shhh. hey, nix it's okay she's gonna be fine.' She pulled away and nodded a silent thanks. I nodded back and hopped into my jet. 'Hey YN you ready we are gonna take off after your sister.' I put YN's helmet back on her head the little image of a Flame and a Pheonix sitting proudly on her head. She and nix had designed them together. It was cute looking at the close bond she and her sister had. They told each other practically anything. YN moaned a little ouch as the jet took off. I could hear phoenix trying to comfort her along with her WSO bob. I can't believe she came on this suicide mission just to save her sister. We landed back on the carrier and I lifted YN down from my jet. I sprinted to the hospital on deck and they treated her almost instantly. 'Mr Seresin, your lucky. Miss Trace only got mild second-degree burns. She will wake up soon if not tonight tomorrow morning at the most.' The nurse came into the 'waiting room'. I nodded to her, to tell her that I understood.

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AN: hey y'all my first kinda story on Tumblr. I will make a part two when I have ideas. I have a lot on my plate with a member of my family passing. So I will write more because I am also on half term so yay bonus

love y'all

Flames🔥:3

[stisdale]

First Snow

A few lines from a beautiful poem by Owen Field, called The First Snow, published in the Winter, 1958 issue of Georgia Review. This is a poem worth tracking down, because I can’t print it all here due to copyright. We had our first snow, without warning, just a week or two ago, and it looks like more is on the way.

I didn’t call to tell you to look out at the snow

That came so silently through the night . . . .

I knew that you had seen it, even before I,

Bending down your fir tree with its watery weight,. . . .

I called because you had the snow and I had the snow.

I think of this poem every time there is a sudden snow. I think of waking up in a blurry room at dawn, to the strange light. The whole world is falling in snow, the kind of snow that is without beginning or end. Later my brother and I make angels in the dry, sibilant snow. Our padded limbs swish in rhythm, whispering. The shattered sky falls like ash and covers me, covers my brother an arm’s length away, a new world covering the broken world and leaving us safe and clean. I think of this poem and how I didn’t have to call my brother, because he already knew. Because he had the snow and I had the snow.

[aurorabird]

Blog 1: Image Types and Tools

What is Vector Art, and why is it used widely in both screen and print? 

Vector Art is a mathematical way of creating graphics. These can include points, lines, shapes and less common shapes like polygons. Vectors are used widely in both screen AND print because you can easily scale, modify or resize an image without hurting the quality, keeping high resolution throughout the piece. In contrast, a non-vector pixel artwork will get blurry when enlarged. This is also called a Raster image. 

What are the benefits of using Adobe Illustrator to create digital images? 

Adobe Illustrator is one of multiple Vector design software digital programs. Benefits include mathematical routing, no Raster (low quality, blurry) images, having in-built help and support options, Adobe Creative Cloud storage and backups, Illustrator exports Vector Graphics clearly, and has Image tracing tools. Because of these benefits, Adobe Illustrator is a great, adaptable Vector inbuilt program that is good to use in the industry. 

Briefly explain the purpose of the Pen tool, the Pencil tool, and the Brush tool when creating digital images, and describe when it would be appropriate to use these tools. 

Pen tool: Widely accepted that this is the most powerful tool to use in Illustrator, the pen tool allows artists to create linear lines and shapes with free-form curves. Then pen tool creates paths through Anchor Points. Paths can be open (like an arc), or closed (like a circle) 

Pencil tool: The pencil tool can also create lines and shapes, but has a more traditional look to it. Pencil tool helps with creating more organic looking shapes. The anchor points are automatically added to where you draw the lines. 

Brush tool: Similar to the pencil tool, you can click and drag the path to change the direction with the Brush tool. It is used for more complex shapes, and can follow predetermined paths. 

Find 3 specific examples of vector art that you like. Upload (with referencing) each image and specify... 

What tools you think were used to draw each of the artworks. 

Why you think these images work well. 

EXAMPLE 1 

Pen, pencil and shape tool. Pen tool creates the round shapes of the leaves, and pencil strokes are the individual blades of grass, as well as the wood texture on the trees. Shape tool for the leaf blobs.

This artwork works really well because of the harmonious colour palette, and natural tones to imitate the woods in real life. Greens, browns and earthy blue tones. The details of the bushes, trunks and grass adds to the effect that this is a forest. There is also detail provided in the leaves – there is the general round shape, but also adds individual strokes to illustrate that there are many leaves to combine into one shape, rather than in real life trees have a blob on the tops of the trunks.  

EXAMPLE 2 

Pen tool for the tent and tree outlines, brush tool for the snow and tree details (bark). 

This image works very well to give the ambience of a winter’s night in a tent, while dawn is rising. The blue-pink-yellow gradient provides great contrast against the blue mountains, tells us that time has passed, and is contrasted against the dark trees in the midground. The linear yellow light from the tent hints at story of who is in the tent, and is hinting at life and warmth in the bitter cold. The snow adds to the cold effect of the vector image. The white and teal of the Aurora Borealis contrasts nicely against the gradient sky. 

EXAMPLE 3 

Brush tool and Pencil tool are combined in this work to create some organic looking shapes with the Fir trees, and the swoopy leaves in the foreground. 

Whilst this vector image doesn’t have a specific subject matter, it still works as a good example of Vector Art. There is use of multiple warm colours (orange, yellow and yellow-green), which contrasts against the blue background of mountains. The mountains, while big, fade into the distance. This is using Atmospheric Perspective. This vector artwork has some nice shapes.

References 

https://www.qualitylogoproducts.com/. (n.d.). What is Vector Art & How is it Used? | Quality Logo Products®. [online] Available at: https://www.qualitylogoproducts.com/promo-university/beginners-guide-to-vector-art.htm. [Accessed 26 June 2022]. 

IT Connect. (n.d.). The Pen Tool. [online] Available at: https://itconnect.uw.edu/learn/workshops/online-tutorials/graphics-and-design-workshops/adobe-cs/illustrator/pen-tool/#:~:text=The%20Pen%20tool%20is%20probably. [Accessed 26 June 2022]. 

Anon, (n.d.). Adobe Illustrator Basics – Pencil Tool – Techbytes. [online] Available at: https://blogs.umass.edu/Techbytes/2014/10/22/adobe-illustrator-basics-pencil-tool/#:~:text=The%20pencil%20tool%20is%20a [Accessed 26 Jun. 2022].  

thevirtualinstructor.com. (n.d.). How to Use the Paintbrush Tool - Illustrator. [online] Available at: https://thevirtualinstructor.com/paintbrushtoolinillustrator.html#:~:text=The%20paintbrush%20tool%20is%20one [Accessed 26 Jun. 2022].  

MadeByShape. (n.d.). Adobe Illustrator Review. [online] Available at: https://madebyshape.co.uk/web-design-blog/adobe-illustrator-review/. [Accessed 26 June 2022]  

AFD (n.d.). Natural forest painting colourful classical flat sketch Vectors graphic art designs in editable .ai .eps .sage format free and easy download unlimited id:6850846. [online] all-free-download.com. Available at: https://all-free-download.com/free-vector/download/natural_forest_painting_colorful_classical_flat_sketch_6850846.html [Accessed 26 Jun. 2022].  

AFD (n.d.). Forest scene background colourful flat classic sketch Vectors graphic art designs in editable .ai .eps .sage format free and easy download unlimited id:6850844. [online] all-free-download.com. Available at: https://all-free-download.com/free-vector/download/forest_scene_background_colorful_flat_classic_sketch_6850844.html [Accessed 26 Jun. 2022].  

AFD (n.d.). Winter scene background forest cottage snowfall sketch Vectors graphic art designs in editable .ai .eps .sage format free and easy download unlimited id:6853728. [online] all-free-download.com. Available at: https://all-free-download.com/free-vector/download/winter_scene_background_forest_cottage_snowfall_sketch_6853728.html [Accessed 26 Jun. 2022].  

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

the cockles masterlist, part 3

split in six for link limit reasons

WARNING: this post glitches and crashes on mobile. it’s recommended you view this on your desktop, or at least on your mobile browser rather than the app. if my desktop theme is hard on your eyes, try an extension such as Just Read or Reader View to customize the layout and colors.

if you’re still having trouble viewing, or if you don’t want to have to switch between the five posts, here’s all of the links compiled into a google doc.

welcome to the cockles masterpost, a labor of love/insomniac hyperfixation.

i recently wrote this cockles manifesto, but after it got a lot of notes and i kept adding more links to it, i decided i should just go through my 8 years of archives and compile all the cockles posts in a much more accessible and navigable way. after everything with the series finale and destielgate, i figured we could use some happiness, and it turns out there are a lot of people who’ve never heard the cockles gospel.

important disclaimer: yes, i do think that jensen and misha have a private romantic/sexual relationship, but no i do not, in any way, think that they have ever cheated on their wives. we think they are polyamorous, which is a real and valid thing, and misha is openly poly. some people love more than one person, and that’s okay. their families are close and we love and support all of them.

second important disclaimer: despite the amount of innuendo below, this is not about fantasizing about two hot guys fucking. cockles is about the joy of witnessing two people who love each other and make each other happy and are disgustingly cute together. we’re not fetishizing, we’re just appreciating what they publicly share with us.

third important disclaimer: because some of y’all don’t know, the cardinal rule of cockles is that we don’t talk to cockles about cockles. DO NOT leave any comments on their social media accounts implying anything. not even green and blue hearts. they know that we know, but it’s on us not to make it weird. if we’re too obvious and say too much, they might start sharing less. don’t say anything.

NOTICE: if this list is too long or you don’t know where to start, i wrote a post that one might call an illustrated guide to cockles that breaks down many of the most important moments and what i think they mean.

for the sake of my sanity, these are in no particular order.

last updated: 12/13/22

🐚 denotes new content

part 1 (That’s Suspicious, mishananigans)

part 2 (#pray4jensen, gag reel hijinks, some posts i’ve written about cockles and rps)

part 4 (the glory of jibcon)

part 5 (just for cute)

part 6 (jibcon continued, just for cute continued)

know your cockles history:

The epic love story of Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins | that time misha accidentally (?) tweeted it out

that fucking tree | more gifs

the ten-year anniversary post

the matching bracelets/first ring jensen gave misha | more ring photos | better view of the bracelets/charm

different matching bracelets

another ring jensen gave misha | bonus | also: it’s a thing for queer people to wear their wedding rings on their right hand

matching necklaces jensen bought

the sunset photo | the jumping sunset photo | telling the story of the sunset photos

that time misha reenacted the fake orgasm scene from when harry met sally and jensen..... liked it | a lot | more gifs | callback years later: “if you could do any movie together, what would it be?” | ”i’ll have what he’s having”

misha’s boat trip photos | jensen’s boat trip photo | jared: “and they haven’t released the nudes!”

the boat trip story | jensen closeup | more on the boat trip...

“dmitri, bring it out”

alona tal: “have you ever kissed jensen?” misha: “umm...”

the story of jensen draping his whole body around misha while misha signed autographs + blurry photo

the valentine’s card | video | more gifs 🐚

jensen telling the story of how they met misha (for the hundredth time)

jensen talking about his first scene with misha

the story of the first time the went to dinner together (despite jensen otherwise insisting he can’t remember that far back)

jensen reminiscing about when they met

the mirroring compilation

the infamous reverse french mistake edit

jensen calling misha his ‘pebble’

the chest-to-chest selfie

that time they had a private mass at the vatican??

the family ice cream date

“hey big boy”

people’s choice award acceptance video (gifs)

selfie at the last spn sdcc panel

the time jensen pied misha to haze him when directing his first episode | more gifs | more gifs | jensen complaining that jared pied misha too roughly :(

the cat video dramatic reenactment | more

“would you just drink your fucking water and get off the stage?” | more gifs

the bridal carry photo op

clothes sharing compilation

“i couldn’t see you for a while. got a little nervous.” | more gifs

the temporary breakup speculation

detailed breakdown of events surrounding the potential breakup

misha gave jensen west’s old baby blanket for jj

west took his first steps in jensen’s garden

a collection of favorite cockles moments

some cute moments from the early years

YANA campaign videos: 1 2 3 4 | gifs

cas looked so happy because jensen was making misha laugh

“what were you born in a barn?”

“if your characters had dating profiles, what would they say?”

“i’m not normally one to talk about coworkers, but jensen just let me take this picture of him shirtless”

old interview moments

the time jensen jumped on misha’s back

“it feels like there’s this angel standing over me” | more gifs

the “are these engagement photos?” photo ops | close-ups

jensen looking heartbroken when fans said they didn’t want misha to come back to spn | further context

the mr. and mr. smith photo op

the time jensen walked into radio shack and found a portrait of his face done in skittles (because of misha)

the rugburn™ | the rugburn visible in 8x07

jensen made spn shut down filming because misha was too sick to go on

jensen getting in the question line to ask misha to do a dean impression

the already infamous anal sex fart joke

jensen’s more intimate photo op touches the weekend misha was mugged

last dead guy robe picture

jensen and misha's last on-set photo together

jen crashing misha’s panel with seb

jensen kissing misha just behind the green room door at jib3 2012

eyes like the sky beer

very early smiling at each other onstage

the cockles easter egg in the last of us 2 | full explanation | misha’s tweet  🐚

my alma tag

early years pictures and gifs

the head-leaning hospital photo

misha’s blanky

i’m one of the poor souls who didn’t know that jensen and misha lived together in a vancouver apartment from 2017-end of show | further details

jensen released the song “angeles” on september 18 2012, the fourth anniversary of cas’s first episode. lyrics include, “so glad to meet you, angeles.”

what “aloha, cowboy” actually means

danneel’s photo of jensen reading misha’s poetry book by a fire

my denvercon cockles tag, for everything cockles-related that happened on october 16, 2021, at the first in-person spn con since covid, the destiel confession, and the series finale.

video of misha crashing jensen’s denvercon panel

misha walking out to hug jensen from behind at denvercon | video

discussing how when they hugged, misha was surprised by jensen’s muscles and jensen was surprised by misha’s softness; “like an angel plushie”

the way jensen turns, leans back, and spreads his legs at denvercon | another angle

unicorn laugh at denvercon

leaving together at denvercon

jensen... had his car sent to misha’s house in washington?  

video of jensen draped over misha’s shoulder, discussing fanart they’d seen at the con and how they’d each defaced it. “you drew the black penis?” | gifs  

everything cockles that happened at nov 6-7 ‘21 charcon: “whatever you say, mish” and “i live it”  

“okay, babe.”

the “possessive” photo ops from nolacon ‘21 

the tender and loving way they hugged for photo ops in 2021 

sunrise photo shoot from dallascon ‘22

misha and jensen discussing how they’ve given up saying no to photo op requests

misha stating that jensen’s song ‘watching over me’ is about destiel 

everything from the njcon ‘22 cockles panel | complete panel video

“This guy is always partially-obstructing my view of sunsets” 2019 tweet 

misha telling the story (again) of how jensen made him break with kissy faces | talking about the face/doing the face jib2 & jib6 | imitating the kissy face | more imitating the face | jensen talking about the kissy face | it’s jensen’s favorite ‘prank’

cw upfronts misha Gazing at jensen photo | edit

jibcon12 misha/jensen panel transition hug | video | more gifs | photos | more photos | MORE photos

fighting over whose sunglasses they are | video

jensen: “and you looked AMAZING”

misha posing as audience member to ask, “do you usually at night watch misha collins videos with your wife?“ | jensen discussing the lazarus rising watch party: “had like a three-way... video conference”

@theyarebothgunshot‘s “and they were roommates” timeline of cockles cohabitation

the ew photoshoot of champagne + cheek kiss fame | outtake photos  

misha’s detour at ‘22 denvercon to hug jared and jensen | more gifs | mooore gifs | photos | video 

jenmisheel tag 

"[danneel] does refer to misha as her boyfriend. which is funny, because so do i." | video |

jensen serenading misha with "angeles" | video

the destiel song they improvised together | video |

2009 highlights

2010 highlights pt 1

2010 highlights pt 2

2010 highlights pt 3

2011 highlights pt 1

2011 highlights pt 2

2015 highlights

2016 highlights

2019 highlights

2021 highlights  

2022 highlights

the i n t i m a c y:

misha tenderly caressing jensen’s back (jibcon) | more

misha tenderly caressing jensen’s back (phxcon) | another angle | hd photos | yet another angle

jensen wrapping his arm around misha’s waist | followed by an ass slap | sharper gifs: x, x

hands on thighs

the neck kiss

whispering compilation

more whispering

jensen shoving misha face away | alternate angle  

hug + cheek kiss (ew photoshoot) (photo)

head boops

kisses compilation

jensen dropping his head to misha’s shoulder

slow dancing

touching compilation

beginning/ending of panel

heads on shoulders | video of jensen laying his head on misha’s shoulder  

the way they shake hands | bonus | a breakdown of a handshake

face stroking

more face stroking

comfortingly rubbing each other’s backs

a hug photo

the sdcc hug/head lean (gifs)

patting jensen’s head | more gifs

undercover hand lovemaking | another angle 🐚

jensen’s hand sliding down misha’s arm

eyes closed hugs

His. Hand. Was. Determined. To. Stay. On. That. Leg.  

excessive hand touching

how they hug

hugging/rubbing each other’s shoulders

hug compilation

jensen's hand sliding down misha's back  🐚

and lastly... please, nobody tweet this at misha (or any other cast member), but misha, if you do see this... please don’t tweet it either. thank you.

#cockles #cockles masterlist #jensen ackles #misha collins #mine #okay so this is technically the fifth post but i want these in a certain order so i'm shuffling things around #and labeling this post 3 while relabeling 3 as 4 and 4 as 5 #got it? good