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d4rkpluto · 2 years

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𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔶 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

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♇ something about you chiron in 1H individuals and looking ancient and there's always something pointy about their chin or their chin just stands out.

♇ scorpio placements are very likely to have doppelganger, katy perry; who is a scorpio sun. her look a like zooey deschanel who is scorpio dominant. it is said emily blunt also looks like katy perry she doesnt have scorpio dominant or scorpio in her big six but she does have sun trine pluto.

⟶ victoria justice who is a scorpio rising and her "doppelganger" nina dobrev who is an alleged scorpio rising, both women are aquarius moons.

⟶ kiernan shipka a scorpio sun and mckenna grace who has jupiter in scorpio [don't think it's prominent] but they do have much similar appearance.

⟶ i think she was also used to play young sabrina because of their strong resemblance. ⟶ jessica chastain who is a scorpio rising and bryce dallas howard a scorpio lilith.

⟶ natalie portman who is a scorpio rising and keira knightley who is scorpio dominant.

⟶ margot robbie a scorpio moon and samara weaving who is a scorpio moon you could say emma mackey is a look a like, she's pluto dominant; jamie pressly is a look a like and an alleged scorpio rising. but jamie also has sun sextile pluto.

⟶ the eyes do a big play for these women; scorpio's opposite sign is taurus which i heard rules the eyes. ⟶ paul wesley a scorpio ascendan and kj apa a scorpio moon.

⟶ another good example is drake, if you're on social media you'll know that there's like a drake look-alike that pops out every minute. you could literally search up "drake lookalikes" and a pool of them would appear, but i think that also happens because drake's appearance is easy to imitate. ⟶ mariah the scientist a scorpio sun and mercury and brittany renner who is a pluto dom

⟶ [brittany renner right and mariah the scientist left]

♇ do not romanticise lilith in the 7h it is the trenches. you're either the insane partner or you attract the insane partner, and when you see the insanity it's ludicrous.

♇ noticed a lot of scorpio rising women have short heads, especially if they have fire placements.

♇ characters who have mars aspecting their moon will have people ATTACHED. actors of eddie munson and ser harwin strong have their moon and mars aspect each other, this causes fans to feel very connected to them and grieve very intensely over their character's deaths. along with the character joel miller from the last of us, people's reaction to his death was soooo bad.

♇ the more you use astrology to feel validated all the time the more you'll feel insecure! mostly because aside from looking within yourself, some people will use the placements of planets or asteroids to see if they're attractive, or skilled and when they dont see it they get insecure. [coming from actual conversations i used with people].

♇ i might've said this before but libra placements usually put themselves in situations they can easily get out of but choose to dwell in their sadness, specifically libra moons.

♇ aries venuses either do too much or nothing at all.

♇ aries moon with scorpio moon barely goes well, scorpio moon provokes aries moon and aries moon reacts just exactly how scorpio moon wants.

♇ moon badly aspecting venus; [specifically square and opposition, even conjunction] can cause someone to be heartbreakers, especially if they're a man.

♇ pisces in the 3h or mercury aspecting neptune [along with neptune in 3h] is an indicator of dyslexia, i looked at over 60+ natal charts and pointed it out to individuals who have those placements and majority of them said they do have trouble reading words, i myself have those placements and sometimes words jumble up for me. [this could also imply to having pisces or neptune in the 6h as 6h rules reading].

♇ people with aquarius placements are likely to always have strange interactions, someone with aqua in their big six or placements in their 11h always have a story to tell about someone strange.

♇ it has been implied that taurus beauty is more natural beauty and libra beauty is more cosmetic beauty. not insinuating that libra is all about surgery, but libra placements might be interested in make up more than taurus placements.

♇ as i have explained in the majestic virgo, i do believe those with virgo placements, 6h placements, prominent ceres specifically along with mercury dominance create the best creators, whether it is music, art, skills etc.

♇ this mostly is directed to people who have virgo or ceres in the ascendant, virgo in the big 6, first house ruler being in virgo, for example someone could be a cancer rising and have a virgo moon and that implies of their first house ruler being in virgo. ceres aspecting the ascendant or aspecting inner planets, which are ↴

⟶ sun, moon, mercury, venus and mars.

♇ i learnt that the 9H is about the next life and 5H is about your past life from the ruler ship book by rex. e bliss; it's interesting because they're both fire houses, this could insinuate that the 1H is about the current life, but im sure everyone is informed about the 1H ruling that!

⟶ someone with venus in the 1H could live a pleasant life [not all the time as there are bad sides to venus, it doesnt have to apply to everyone], and someone with pluto in their 5H could've had a very destructive and intense past life though might find themselves lucky in their next life if they have jupiter in the 9H but be aware of becoming over-indulgent.

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jxsterr · 10 months

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while im on a roll i think we should talk about them exploring the depths together too

- whenever they go on walks together both of them actively keep their distance from chasms

- cue zelda falling flashback

- zelda learns of all the interesting things down there from josha

- “there are statues?? ancient statues?? that we know little of in regards to their origins??”

- josha rambles and zelda intently listens. she’s writing things down on her purah pad

- link had a notebook feature added by robbie, he knew she’d want it for the sky islands at least

- sometimes he scrolls through them when shes at the school and somehow isnt surprised to see 200+ entries

- zelda eventually asks him about the idea of going into the depths. link is vehemently against it initially

- she’s visibly disappointed and he feels bad. he eventually agrees Only if they prepare for it enough

- link takes her to cotera and gets all of her clothes Fully upgraded. then buys her another set of armour and upgrades those too

- he teaches zelda how to swing a sword. she already knows how to fire a bow, so he gives her his strongest (it’s a royal guard’s bow. he’d give her a lynel bow but she isnt as stupidly strong as him)

- buliara decides to make her an ornate shield that’s both strong and pretty to symbolise her finally stepping into the fighting world. some decals are similar to urbosa’s shield. zelda tries not to cry

- link’s built them a diving platform into the chasm so they don’t touch the gloom that’s bleeding out into the world

- he has an absurd amount of sunny and gloom resistant meals. hes not taking any chances at losing her again

- zelda is an explorer and a scholar at heart, keeping the depths from her would be like keeping her from her books. he ignores the anxiety in his stomach and stands beside her on the platform

- “stay by me.” “i promise.”

- zelda’s gotten more used to freefalling now but she still laughs wildly every time. the rush of wind through her hair makes her feel free and alive

- the place is well lit since link went through and Thoroughly activated all the lightroots before he even let her step foot near the chasm

- he holds her hand the entire time and keeps on high alert

- link gives her a thumbs up when she kills her first gaggle of little froxes. she’s grinning and brimming with adrenaline

- she takes pictures of everything, and i mean Everything. the trees, the flora, formations, the skeletons, the lightroots, even the yiga hideouts

- zelda’s frozen in awe when she witnesses farosh gracing the depths with her presence for the first time. she feels a strong need to follow. a friend, a sister.

- link advises against it. he reminds her that neither have anything resistant to electricity and as well meaning as farosh is, she’s difficult to get close to

- zelda loses her MIND at the abandoned mines. link holds her hand to make sure she climbs down safely

- she’s utterly obsessed with zonaite. link breaks a piece for her and she keeps it safe in her pocket. she treats it like a momento of the first time they went into the depths together

- link is on high alert. she accidentally walks too close to a monster mining site and link immediately springs into action. she headshots the bokoblins but link steals the limelight by making quick work of the remaining moblins and one silver bokoblin

- after all this time he still acts like her knight. she doesn’t think he’ll ever stop

- “we need to be more careful of our surroundings.” because goddess forbid he scolds her properly

- they sit and eat some of the food they packed underneath a lightroot. zelda’s obsessed with the surrounding fauna. link’s focused on the way her face glows when she’s excited

- zelda takes her first bit of damage and link takes down the enemy with such fury she’s taken aback

- it’s only a minor wound but it makes his stomach turn and all the worries of losing her again and watching her almost die come flooding back

- she knows that look. she understands. it will be a long time before he fully trusts her to be in potentially dangerous situations

- “link, we can go home if this is becoming too much.” “i.. yes. please.”

- they find another chasm entrance and link is able to conjure up a hot air balloon from nothing. she wonders if she’ll ever stop being surprised by the autobuild feature

- she squeezes his hand as they go up together. he squeezes back

- the sunset is beautiful. they stay in the air for a while, watching the sky bleed from orange to red

- “thank you.. for today.”

- link nods, “we can go down again sometime soon.”

- zelda grins

#zelink #legend of zelda #zelda x link #zelda and link #loz zelda #zelda breath of the wild #zelda tears of the kingdom #zelda #princess zelda #zelda totk #totk link #loz link #link #link botw #tears of the kingdom #totk #loz totk #totk depths

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yanxidarlings · 6 months

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been re-reading a couple of @hp-hcs yandere works which has sent me on a cormac mclaggen tangent. like what if the slytherins weren't there to save the darling? take them out of the equation and boy do you have one miserable reader.

mclaggen has not a shred of actual love as a yandere. with yandere's like theodore, draco, enzo, ect, there's the potential for a semi-normal relationship given the darling 'tolerates' their yandere tendencies. whilst mglaggen's just a piece of shit all-around.

he'll take the breaking of boundaries to another level, and he won't do it in private like zacharias smith might have the decency to do. he'll straight up make-out with them in public, established relationship or not. there's not exactly much his darling can do, man's a quidditch player which is all you need to know about his strength. you want to try? i mean go ahead but he's pretty trigger-happy.

he will not listen if you express discomfort with his actions or presence. and is one of the few yandere's that doesn't really care to get to know his darling particularly well. he see's them as more of an object than a person, which is one of his most toxic traits as a yandere.

fully acts like you two are in a relationship after a while of forcing himself into his darling's life. i don't say committed relationship because of his very few tolerable traits as a yandere - he's not really the jealous type. now that's not to say his darling can have a whole harem on the side but does he care if they have male friends or if they're kissing other people? not particularly.

what really sets him off is being neglected and rejected (as if he pays them any attention). if for a moment he starts to feel like his darlings other relations are getting in his way, consider your freedom gone. cormac's method of keeping his darling in check is much more.. macabre then other yanderes. he's not smart enough to manipulative them, not popular enough to scare others away, not charismatic enough to convince them to ditch everyone else for him, nor is he magically talented enough to conjure up a spell or brew a potion to fix his problems, but he is strong enough to scare them into obediance.

despite all this, his protectiveness over his darling is kind of endearing, at times, on occasion. some days cormac will take their spoon and blow on their pumpkin soup, so their tongue doesn't get burned, and sometimes be'll go as far as to push them down the moving stairs just to whip out his broom and save them. but please do praise him for his chivalry afterwards, or he'll start to feel neglected again and god forbid that ever happens.

i honestly think he'd be in top 10 worst yandere's to have. im thinking of making an official ranking once i've gone through all the characters. i also think he's one of the characters with the most yandere potential. pretty sure lavender brown tops that list.

some others characters i plan to analyse as yandere: cedric, pansy, platonic!uncle!regulus that miraculously survived and is now sirius's sons guardian after popping out from the abyss, fleur (+bill??), i want to write for gred and forge but idk how to approach them, Ernie MacMillan (but only because I like my fancast of him), rita skeeter (BUT with WoW margot robbie as the fancast), platonic!tomhughes!voldemort!, luna, krum, Oliver Wood (but his broom is his darling), random wizard #4 mentioned once in the entire series

#yandere harry potter #yandere cormac mclaggen #hp writings #why is his actor actually kind of cute tho #but he still looks like a dollar store draco malfoy #im sorry but every blond male in hp looks like a knock off draco #the dollar store draco trio:#cormac mclaggen #anthony goldstein #and zacharias smith #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #hp

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axelsagewrites · 11 months

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Robb Stark*Yearbook

Pairing: Modern!Robb Stark x reader

Summary: after years of secret pinning the reader is confronted with the end of high school and her crush

Word count: 2794

not requested but i got this idea at 2am last night and ran with it. been a while since i did something fluffier so enjoy

Warnings: none

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As you walked down the corridor, you seriously considered sprinted as fast as your legs could carry you to the car park and escaping this place. As you were in deep thought about your getaway plan you felt two strong hands clamp down on your shoulders. “Jesus Christ Robb!” you yelled, smacking his shoulder as he moved to stand beside you, “You scared me,”

Robb cackled as he moved next to you, holding onto your shoulder to keep himself steady, “That was amazing,” he laughed, his head nuzzling your shoulder as he tried to compose himself, “You should’ve seen your face,”

“This is why I hate you,” you said with all the fake malice you could muster.

“Please you love me,” he grinned as he finally stood up. He was right, he just didn’t know it. you had been best friends since you started high school together and now it was senior year, and he still didn’t know about your freshman crush.

One time you tried to tell him. Junior year you sucked up all your courage and walked up to him, determined to ask him to prom, only to walk over to find Talisa wrapped around his arm. They’re smiles were sickening when they told you they were going to prom together. You tried to look happy, telling them they were cute together despite it cutting you up inside. You eventually ended up having to go with Jon.

Talisa and Robb actually ended up dating for a few months and as much as you wanted to hate her, she was one of the sweetest people you’d met. It was hard to get used to her being around, but you did it for Robb. At points you even tried to distance yourself to try get over him, but he always tracked you down after a week of ignoring him. The hardest part was trying to make him feel better when they broke up but even till now Robb had never told you why they did.

Jon was also the first person you talked about your crush and was the one that pushed you to ask him out. You still hadn’t forgiven him for that one. “Get a room you too,” Jon said rolling his eyes as he walked over to you and Robb.

Robb ignored his brother and you three continued to class as usual. It was the last month of senior year and Jon had gone from occasional jokes about you two to making them daily, if not hourly. He also kept texting you to just tell Robb already, but you insisted the crush was gone. Lying was easier than ruining your friendship. However, Jon wasn’t the only one.

“What’s up love bird?” your best friend Margaery asked as you took your seats in English as you waited for Mrs Lannister to come. “Oh, and Jon,” she grinned even as Jon shoved her head and took his seat behind her.

You sat next to Margaery, rolling your eyes as you took out your stuff, and Robb took his usual seat behind you. “It is getting old,” you said as you pulled out the ungodly amount of homework due in for today.

“What’s getting old- “Margaery said as she swiped your homework and began to copy down some of your answers. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t argue as you’d copied her math homework last week. “is this whole charade. When is the wedding, Robbie?” Margaery asked as she turned her head to stare down Robb.

“Aren’t you dating a junior? When is the court date Margey?” Robb shot back with a grin.

“Down girls you’re both pretty,” you said, snatching back your homework when Mrs Lannister walked in and began to shush everyone.

The class, as always, was torture as she went on and on about the same old play no one actually bothered to read. Sometimes you wondered if she’d ever read it. you were stifling back a yawn when a balled-up bit of paper hit your head. You turned to glare at Jon who twiddled his thumbs in fake innocence before snatching it off the ground before you got caught. Waiting until Mrs Lannister was pulling something up on the computer, you uncrunched the note.

Ask him out. He’s been staring all class at you

You rolled your eyes before shoving the paper into your hoodie pocket. This was apparently not good enough for Jon who kept tossing balled up bits of paper at your head every time Mrs Lannister looked away. When the end bell finally rung you whipped round in your seat, “One day I’m going to kill you,” you said, and Jon only smiled while Robb looked confused out his mind.

“Not very nice,” Jon said as you all quickly grabbed your stuff to head to your next classes.

Robb slung his arm over your shoulder, and you felt your heart jump, “Please don’t kill my brother love,” he said as he walked you out of class, “Also my mom text to ask if you’re coming over Saturday?”

“What’s Saturday?” Margaery asked as she tried to keep up with you both in the busy halls.

“It’s my dad’s birthday so she’s having a family barbeque, but she loves (Y/N) so she always tries to drag her along,” Jon piped up from the back.

Ned was practically another dad to you so of course you already planned on going, “Hell yeah im going. Can’t miss out on your Ned’s grill skills,”

“Alright I’ll text her,” Robb said as you approached your next class, “See you at lunch. Have fun in maths,”

“Ugh I won’t,” you groaned as you lined up outside Mr Tarly’s class with Margery, Jon continuing down the corridor to his own class. “Enjoy French,”

“Ci,” Robb grinned before turning back and practically running up the corridor before the late bell rang.

Margery squealed as she gripped your shoulders, “Dude he’s so in love with you,”

“No, he’s not,” you tried to laugh as she gripped your arms like a viper.

“He legit walked you here when his class is on the other side of the building,” She said rolling her eyes, “When are you two just gonna date?”

“When are you gonna date someone our age?” you smirked.

Margery rolled her eyes again and you wondered if they ever got tired, “Please at least I have a boyfriend,”

Sometimes you wondered if your whole friend group was out to set you up with Robb. They constantly called you both the parents of the group and whenever you argued said they were children of divorce. Not to mention all the get a room comments and jokes. According to Margery you were practically already dating but at least if that was true, you’d get to kiss those soft perfect looking lips.

Lunch couldn’t come soon enough, and you were thankful that Mr Tarly let you leave class a few minutes early since you got to secure your favourite table. Instinctively you put your bag on the chair next to you for Robb, something Margery was keen to point out with a smirk. Soon the table filled up with Jon, Theon, Tommen, Gilly, and Sam. “Dude no offence your dad sucks,” you said as Sam and Gilly came over with their lunch trays.

Sam just laughed as he took his seat by Jon, his girlfriend since junior year on his other side. “You act like I like maths anymore than you do. Where’s your husband?” he asked when he saw Robbs empty seat.

“He’s probably asking about extra credit,” you said as you pushed around the food on your own tray, wondering how they called this food.

“Speaking of boyfriends,” Margery said lowly with a smirk.

“Hey guys,” Robb smiled as he pulled out his chair to sit down, sitting your bag beside you, “What’s happening?”

Thankfully the subject was dropped, and you thought maybe the rest of the day might get easier. Then the announcements started. “Okay Dragonflies!” Daenerys voice came over the loudspeaker, making Margery instantly shush the group. You gave her a confused look but didn’t dare argue. “So, the votes are in and im happy to announce the yearbook awards for all my fellow seniors. The full list will be available on the school blog but here’s the five most voted for categories and their results. Starting with my favourite most likely to be famous goes to my bestie Margaery Tyrell!”

You weren’t shocked that she had won even though you had been off with the flu the week the voting slips got passed out however you’d made sure to nominate her as an option the week before. “Woo go Marg,” you said, high fiving her over the table as she held a hand to her chest in fake shock.

“I’m just so honoured,” Margery laughed as she faked cried to Tommen.

“Next up best dressed goes to none other than Missandei Naathi. Okay now this next one was a tight race but best teacher, winning by only three votes, Coach Tarth,” Mrs Tarth blushed from where she stood at the head of the cafeteria, trying to stop the freshman’s pushing each other. “Now best hair obviously had to go to Jon Snow!”

You couldn’t help but cackle as your group celebrated a bashful Jons win. “Look at these glorious locks,” Theon said, grabbing Jons head in a headlock.

“I demand a recount!” Robb half yelled across the room earning a sharp look from Mrs Tarth who tried to hide her grin after.

Margery gave you a look you couldn’t quite place as you laughed at Robb’s antics as he flaunted his curls. “Okay and last for now but certainly not least. The most tense of all the votes. Cutest couple,” You saw Gilly whisper something to Sam and honestly you really hoped they won however you soon realised why Margery was looking so intently at you. “Give it up for (Y/N) and Robb everyone!”

Your smile dropped for a moment, your jaw slackening as you looked at Robb horrified. His face was scrunched with confusion before he gave you an awkward smile that you tried to return. “No way congrats guys,” Gilly gushed and all you could do was stutter for words.

“Yous finally got together? That’s so cool,” Tommen piped up from the end of the table, “Babe why didn’t you tell me?” he half whispered to Margaery.

“Uh guys we’re not like,” you tried to rush out before Robb could speak, “like she’s got it wrong idk what happened,”

“This is like a sign- “Margery said, her eyes lighting up as she reached across the table.

Your eyes just flickered down to the table, trying to think of anyway to move on. “Lets just leave it Marg,” Jon said, seemingly getting the hint from how bright red you had got and Robbs flustered face.

“I know but like- “

“Gonna just drop it,” you snapped which only made everyone look at you, “Its just some dumb list. I’ll go talk to Danny the now,” you didn’t waste any time to grab your stuff and stand up. Robb tried to grab your arm to stop you but instead you just walked even faster, desperately trying to get out of there.

Instead of going to Danny though you made a beeline for the bleachers, hoping there were no stoners hanging out under there who could see you cry. You didn’t know why it bothered you so much. Being voted as best couple with your crush should be the best thing but it just made you feel so stupid. Robb wasn’t even a boyfriend, just a friend, a friend who was gonna go to college and make new friends and get a girlfriend and forget about you. it made it worse since he was also the friend you hung out with every day, got coffee with after school, went to the movies with on Saturdays and always knew just how to cheer you up.

When you got to the slightly dingy looking under bit of the bleachers you sat on top of your jacket, back leaning against the chain linked fence and closed your eyes tight to stop tears from falling. Why hadn’t these feelings just gone away already? Why did you have to love him?

When you heard footsteps crunching against the dirt you reluctantly opened your eyes but soon shut them. “Hey,” you said, your voice strained as you heard Robb move to sit next to you.

“I’m sorry,”

“It’s not your fault,” you said, finally opening your eyes again, and pulling your knees to your chest, “I don’t even know why it bugged me so much,” you lied, “It just annoyed me that Marg would nominate us. Like think about poor Sam and Gilly,” you tried to make yourself sound plausible, but you knew you were doing a lousy job.

Robb sighed, closing his own eyes as he thought, “She wasn’t the one who did it,” he confessed and you just looked at him confused, “I was the one who put our names in,”

Your face scrunched in confusion, shuffling slightly to face your long-time crush who suddenly sat like a bashful schoolboy, “But why? Did you think this was funny?” you said, anger rising in your chest.

“No it wasn’t a joke-I-“ Robb said, his hands flailing before he paused to take a deep breath, “Look I nominated us because I was gonna ask you out and then the next week you were sick and the votes came out so I thought I had more time but then when I went to ask you I panicked and I kept trying to find a way to do it but nothing felt right and now im just an idiot who made you upset,” his head flung back against the fence, his hands running over his face as he groaned, “And now I’ve just fucked it all up,”

“You were gonna ask me out?” you said, your voice barely above a whisper, “You like me?”

Robb uncovered his face as he turned to look at you, expecting to see disgust or anger but instead he saw a light smile etched on your lips, “For a long time,” he said softly, “And I just thought it would be a good note to end school on. I didn’t mean to upset you,”

“You haven’t,” you said, pausing for a moment before finally confessing, “I like you too, ever since freshman year,” it was like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Why didn’t you?” you said back and for a moment you both sat in silence, looking at each other, “So does this mean you’re my boyfriend?” you finally asked.

Robb chuckled lightly as he took your hand into his, “If you don’t mind,” he said smiling down at you.

You smiled back, “Not at all,” you said staring up into his eyes when you noticed his eyes glance down at your lips. You moved slightly closer, your hand moving to rest on his shoulder. Robbs head dipped down slowly, his lips hovering over yours. closing your eyes, you closed the gap, his lips colliding into yours as your hand moved to the back of neck. Robb wasted no time in moving his hand to your waist, holding it tight as the at first soft kiss sped up and all the pent-up waiting turned to hunger.

A shrill whistle pulled you apart as you both turned out of breath to see coach Tarth standing angrily at the end of the bleachers, a crowd of oooing freshman behind her. “Get out from there right now!” she said as you and Robb scrambled to get out from the bleachers, “Just cause yous won the vote doesn’t mean you can be setting this example,”

“Sorry coach,”

“Won’t happen again,”

Coach Tarth narrowed her eyes at you both for a moment before stepping in closer, “Right well take this somewhere else before I have to give you two detention,”

You both nodded, avoiding the eyes of the excitable freshman which you only just noticed Robbs little brother Rickon who was high fiving a friend when he saw who it was under the bleachers. As you both rushed off you felt Robbs hand slip into yours. you looked up at him with a smile as he dragged you back inside the school. “See if we’re already late to class…” you said, your voice trailing off as you looked up at Robb.

“Wanna ditch and drive around?” Robb said, already pulling his car keys out his pocket. “Let’s go love, before Clegane catches us on hall duty,” safe to say you really were the best couple.

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kaylinalexanderbooks · 6 days

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Personality through quotes

Thanks to @elsie-writes here and @mk-writes-stuff here!

Rules: provide a quote from an OC given a prompt

A quote about magic

Lexi: "I've always been a bit skeptical of the existence of magic. Personally, I think it's more beautiful and wonderful if things we consider magic are just nature or humanity. Alium is just an alternate reality where magic exists, but even then it's not really magic. Just different science."

Maddie: "Magic doesn't exist. Even in Alium, it's just science."

Ash: "It's classic to say magic is just science we don't understand, and I agree. Science is so fascinating. Studying telepathy as a science is interesting."

Gwen: "Just because you understand something as a science doesn't mean it's not magic. Magic is about wonder. Even in Ceteri, there are many wonderful, magical things to appreciate."

Robbie: "I kinda agree with Gwen here. I'm in the robotics elective at my school, and watching the little guys move... Boom, magic. Ash and Maddie are in their school's robotics club, and they tell me I shouldn't anthropomorphize the robots, but I can't help it!"

Akash: "Not sure about magic, but once in a lifetime friendships that rely on chance meeting is pretty close to it. In fact, anything amazing that happens by chance feels like magic, to an extent."

Jedi: "Alium does not have magic, per se, but there are many fascinating things about our world we do not understand. The revolution around our birthdays--two random ones at that. The existence of dragons. The workings of the portal. I wouldn't say magic is just science we don't understand, but science is in of itself magic because there's no reason for it to work the way it does other than the universe itself."

Carmen: "Pfft, we're debating magic again? Magic doesn't exist. Grow up."

A quote about the weather

Lexi: "I guess I'm glad I'm used to hoodies and don't get warm easily. Houston weather can get pretty warm and humid, especially in the summer."

Maddie: "I wish it didn't get so hot in the summer. I'd go outside a lot more than I do. I do enjoy watching the downpour through my bedroom window. Though when lightning strikes and takes out our power...that sucks. But it's kinda fun, in a way."

Ash: "I really like going outside when it's overcast. Sunburn and heatstroke is lower, and it's just generally nice to be outside without the sun ruining your vision. Thunderstorms are also super cool."

Gwen: "I feel like if I was born in a different family, I'd hate the outside. Staying in my room with a book sounds nice. But my family has a perfect place for a natural hike we go to near our house. So sometimes I read on the back porch swing. I like it when there's a nice breeze but not strong enough to where it blows the pages shut."

Robbie: "Life hack - avoid bad weather by never going outside! Unfortunately my parents are doctors and make Sammy and me go outside for Vitamin... Uh, C? It's C, right? Not confident about that. Whichever one it is, Sammy and I have prescribed Outside Time."

Akash: "If mobility isn't an issue, I like being outside. Warm, bright, sunny days with soft breezes are epic. Could be out there for hours. No need for prescribed Outside Time."

Jedi: "Hm? Oh, weather is nice, yes." (Goes back to his work)

Carmen: "... Weather sucks. I would much rather spend my days inside. I definitely don't miss walking through the forest and seeing all the plants and animals. Recognizing certain individual creatures. Enjoying the breeze. The warmth... It's stupid, is what it is."

Your prompt: A quote about teaching or learning

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bullet-prooflove · 3 months

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Sleepless: Harmon 'Harm' Rabb x Reader

Tagging: @keyweegirlie @dizzybee03 @snowlover250 @kenbechillin @too-strong-to-lose @buckysteveloki-me @sca3a @flopiboni @secretsquirrelinc @sportslovers-world @burningpeachpuppy @mandy426 @@al-lethan @thiashazzywriting @kmc1989

References to upcoming Nick Torres fic 'Right Place, Right Time'

Everyone has a case that gets to them, one that claws it’s way into your thoughts, keeps you up at night. Harm’s had a few of them over the years, he knows what it’s like to lose yourself, become obsessed, which is why he recognises the behaviour in you.

You’ve barely been home over the past couple of days and when you are, you’re irritable, distracted. You pick at your food before excusing yourself so you can dig through the boxes in the garage, the ones the two of you haven’t managed to unpack yet. He tries to help but you shoo him away. You need space, he guesses and for the first time in the history of your relationship he goes to bed without you.

It's a couple of hours later that he wakes up, he reaches for you only to find you’re not there. The sheets are cold and there’s no indentation in your pillow. He checks the time on his phone.

3:45am.

You haven’t been to bed yet.

He finds you at your desk in the lounge, your head in your hands as you study the dog-eared notebook in front of you, the one with the faded ink and messy handwriting.

“Savanna.” He says quietly, his large hands coming to rest on your shoulders. His thumbs chase over the nape of your neck, massaging the space where you hold all your tension. “Sweetheart, come to bed.”

“I can’t, I’ve got to get through these notes.” You mutter, your fingertips massaging your temples.

“How many times have you re-read the same page?” He asks you, his lips brushing over the back of your head.

Your silence speaks volumes. He sighs as he crouches down in front of your chair, altering the trajectory until the two of you are face to face. You won’t meet his eyes, your head is tilted away, your jaw clenched. He can sense there’s something going on underneath the surface, something you’re not telling him. It prickles at you like a barb scratching at your skin

“Talk to me.” He says quietly, using his fingertips to guide your gaze back to his. “What is it about this case that’s keeping you up?”

He can see the exhaustion in your features, the dark circles, the red rimmed eyes. Your complexion is stark, pale. It’s been a long time since he’s seen you like this, not since the shooting back in LA.

“I was the lead on this one, ten years ago.” You tell him, your palm coming to rest flat upon the notepad. “It was my first assignment after the separation, Robbie was fighting the divorce, everything was messy…”

“You’re worried you missed something.” He says knowingly.

“I didn’t give it my full attention.” You admit, toying with the sleeve of your sweater. “I thought she’d deserted, I didn’t think we’d find her in an unmarked grave almost a decade later.”

You haven’t given him the details of the case not until now but he’s seen flickers of it on the news. A mass grave found in a contractor’s yard, six women including a naval officer in various stages of decomp.

“Her sister works for the Cold Case Unit in the basement, her reaction when Nick told her…” You trail off, your lips pursing together grimly. “I don’t blame her for giving it to me with both barrels.”

“She’s grieving.” He says softly, his forehead coming to rest upon yours. “Sometimes as investigators we don’t have the experience, the knowledge to make the pieces fit.”

“I just want to make it right.” You whisper.

He understands that drive, he’d had it after Diane had murdered. He hadn’t been there when she’d needed it and it made him feel culpable. He had run himself into the ground on that case, he couldn’t see what was right in front of him until years later when he’d finally confronted her killer.

“You can’t do that if you can’t function.” He reminds you before he gently tugs you to your feet. “You need to rest, get some sleep.”

“Just a couple hours.” You concede, his fingers entwining with yours as he leads you towards the bedroom.

“Uh huh.” He says non-committedly as he draws back the covers for you.

Harm has no intention of setting the alarm. You’ll sleep for as long as you need to. You’ll be spitting mad when you do wake up but in this case it’s better to ask for forgiveness instead of permission. He doesn’t want you out there, hunting down a killer if you aren’t at your best.

He climbs into bed alongside of you, gathering you up in his arms and you tuck yourself against him. Already he can feel you settling, the tension slipping from your body. His lips brush over your forehead as he whispers.

“Goodnight sweetheart.”

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nottapossum · 3 months

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Itty Bitty sinners 1.5. Safe place 🕸♠️🪽❤️

⚠️Tw: Abusive parents, taking away comfort items, implied sexual abuse, insecurities, questioning friendships, regrets, talking about death, and safe drinking.Lmk if I should add.

'Tether your soul to me.

I will never let go completely

One day your hands will be

Strong enough to hold me

I might not be there for all your battles

But you'll win them eventuallyI pray that I'm giving you all that matters

So one day you'll say to me

I love my life

I am powerful

I am beautiful

I am free

I love my life

I am wonderful

Iam magical

I am meI love my life.' ~I love my life, Robbie Williams

♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤

~~~Velvette:~~~~

Velvette woke up in her little clothes the next morning.

Unsurprisingly to her, she knew it was bound to happen sometime soon.

Though she was hoping it wouldn’t happen THIS soon, she was hoping to be positively triggered so that she could de-stress without having to face her idiotic reason for slipping.

She grabbed her clothes for the day and headed to the bathroom.

She removed her bonnet which was wrapped perfectly on her head. Val must have helped because Vox can never tie it on properly.

She oils up her hair at the start of her routine, keeping it in a shower cap as she brushes her teeth.

Then she heads to the shower to do her typical routine of shampooing, tea rinsing, conditioning, drying, and moisturizing.

She put her hair up and looked over her many wigs to decide her look for today.

Oh! Absolutely space buns with two braids in the front.

Yes, it was that kind of a day for sure.

~~~~~~~~

After she was presentable, she walked to the kitchen to get a quick breakfast.

“Velvette, good morning.” Vox says.

“Uh yeah, good morning.” Velvette says back, distracted on her phone, scrolling through the latest trends of today.

She's created most of them, because she's amazing. But still.

“Velvette, I'd like to talk if you don't mind.” Vox says to her.

Velvette rolls her eyes as she grabs a blueberry muffin from the counter. Vox is such a dad, even when he doesn't need to be. She sticks her phone in her pocket. (Yes, she has pockets, no thanks to stupid male fashion designers, this is exactly why she makes her own clothes, thank you.)

“No time, Vox. I have tons of shit to do.” She says to him.

“Vel, the fact that you regressed yesterday without warning does concern me. I think maybe you should take a break.” Vox says, blocking her path to the door. "Why not take the day off?"

“I'm fine, Vox. Just- overworked. As always.” She says.

“Which is why I suggested you take a break.” Vox says.

“But I'm fine now! Okay? Just fuck off!” She says.

“Vel, you and I both know there's more to it than that. Something happened. What is it?" He asks.

Velvette held herself together- it was so stupid!

It wasn't that big of a deal-

It wasn't worth her emotional turmoil.

“It doesn't matter, I'm fine now so…just leave me alone to work.” She says, walking out of the room and over to her station.

Vox didn't respond, but she swears she heard him sigh and mumble something about dealing with it later.

She knew pushing down her frustrations would result in slipping, and she knew Vox would know if it was involuntary…

But what else was she supposed to do? Carmilla's stupid comments aren't worth being upset about. Who is she? A fucking nobody! She doesn't care what that old hag thinks of her…

So, why did it bother her so much?

~~~Velvette, past:~~~

When Velvette was younger, she used to do pageants.

Her mother would often dress her up, fix her hair.

She forced her to endure eyebrow waxing, singing and dancing lessons, baton spinning lessons, perfecting hair straightening.

She was fine with it as a kid, she didn't mind using her beauty to make others feel bad as she got more and more competitive.

The worst part of it was the lack of dresses that she deemed beautiful.

Her mother chose the color red for most of her dresses, when she is not a fan of red.

She liked colors like pink, blue, and black!

So, it occurs to her that the only way to get a good dress was to create one herself.

She worked so hard on it! Getting her best colored pencils and glitter, she created a brand new dress with personality and extravagance!

She worked and reworked on it for hours until her sketch was perfect enough to show her mother.

She walked downstairs where her mother and her mother's friend were talking. "Mama?" She asks.

Her mother sighs and turns to her. "What?"

Velvette took a deep breath. "Uh, I have a dress idea for the pageant." She explains as she hands the sketch over.

“That's nice, dear.” Her mom says, patting her head.

“I think it would make a really good pageant dress.” She says again. “We can sew it together, and-”

“No, honey. I already picked out your dress." Her mother says. "Besides, we want you to look good, not like a child drew all over you.”

Her mother crinkled her paper up and tossed it on the floor.

Velvette just walked back upstairs and cried it out quietly.

~~~Velvette:~~~

She eventually made the dress herself, but for her doll…

Which her father gave to her half sister soon after because he felt she was 'too old for her.' And what was worse, her mother agreed with him.

She was 13. How is that too old for dolls? Old women collect dolls all the time!

But, anyway. Carmilla is clearly just jealous of her skills...just like her good for nothing mother.

Who treats people that way?

"Velvette, ma'am. I got those new designs in." Sasha, one of her designers, tells her.

"Splendid." She says, taking the portfolio and looking the designs over.

"These look horrible." Velvette says. "Try making them look...not horrible. Thanks, darling." She shoves the book at her and gets back to work.

~~~Angel:~~~

"I don't want to hurt you, Angel baby." He told him.

Angel tries to keep himself together as Val's statements plagued him.

He's close to blacking out. He has to keep moving to stop himself from falling asleep.

"It's your fault, you know. If you'd only listen, it would be so much easier."~ He said after hitting him.

Angel knows that he knows if he complies with what Val wants, it would be so much easier. But Val asks for too much. He expects Angel to not only do more than any capable person but also to make Val look good while he does it.

It's just beyond his ability.

"That hotel doesn't care about you. They only make things worse for you at work. Dont they?" Valentino asks, blowing smoke in Angel's face.

Angel blinks...

They have. Haven’t they?

Work gets harder when he-

No! Stop!

Angel shakes his head.

What is he thinking? Val is the one making things worse. His friends are trying to help.

But he answers Val anyway, knowing the consequences if he doesn’t. "Yes, Valentino."

"You know they'll leave once you stop giving them what they want... don't you?"

"Yes, Valentino."

"I love you so much, Angel." Valentino tells him.

"I- I love you too." Angel says.

Val kisses him, and he kisses back.

Damn, it felt good to be loved.

Even if it was toxic.

~~~Angel and Husk:~~~

Angel walked back into the hotel after work.

It was good to be home.

Home?

Yeah, this was home...

He hasn't had a home in a while.

Ugh! His mind was all over the place! He can't think!

"Angel."

Husk.

"Hey." Angel says to him.

"You look like shit." Husk says, cleaning a glass.

"Gee, thanks." Angel smirks at him.

"Wanna drink? I was just about to put everything away for the night, but I wouldn't mind chatting." Husk says.

Angel walks over to the bar, but he doesn’t answer verbally.

Husk pours him a drink. "You've been awfully quiet lately. Is everything alright?" He asks.

Angel shrugs. "As alright as ever." He says.

Husk nods. "You wanna talk about it?"

"No." Angel answers quickly, it was nice of Husk to offer…but he doesn't know if he can talk about it.

Husk nods. "Alright."

Angel takes his drink as Husk wiped down the counter and put stuff away.

"Husk?"

Husk looks up at him.

"If you heard something about me... something ridiculous. Would that change anything?" Angel asks.

"Maybe. Depending on what it is." Husk says.

"That's a vague answer." Angel says.

"You asked a vague question." Husk response.

Angel shrugs. He can’t argue with that, he supposed.

Husk looks at him, probably noticing his disappointment. "I might look at you differently, but it wouldn't make me think less of you." Husk says. "You're my pal. Nothing can change that."

Angel smiles but then drops it. "How can I be sure of that?" He asks.

"We’ve all done shit. We're all weird. Who am I to judge you?" Husk asks.

Angel nods, a frown still on his face for now. "Thanks, Husk."

"Whatever it is, you can tell me...if you feel comfortable with it. I'm not here to judge." He promises.

Angel smiles. “Thanks…I do appreciate it.” Angel says.

Husk remains silent, he's found the best way to get people to open up is just to be patient but open to listen.

After a few minutes of silence Angel started to talk.

Surprisingly he didn't even overdo it with the drinking, he only had two. Which was incredible progress for the spider.

“It just sucks, you know?” Angel sighs. “At work I have to be ‘Angel dust, the porn star’ here I have to be as well adjusted as Angel can be while also fighting the urge to be my other persona. I feel like everywhere I am…I'm just as fake as you said I was.” He admits.

Husk feels bad about that, in the end his and Angel's quarrel did bring them closer together. So, he supposed it was for the best. But, he still hates that he hurt Angel…in any way. Even if it ended up okay.

“I didn't mean to-”

“I know.” Angel interrupts. “I just wish I had one place where I can just be…broken and not have to lie about it all the time…you know?”

Husk nods. “I get that…especially here, it's hard to find people who will actually accept you as you are.”

There's a silence between them as both of them look away.

Husk turns to Angel. "I-"

Angel's eyes widened.

Husk turns away from him, ears dropping. "I can…be -"

Angel tilted his head.

He looks at Angel again. "I can be…that place for you...if you want. I know I haven't been such a great friend to you before, but I do care about you, and I wouldn't turn my back on you just because you're struggling."

Angel scoffs. "Please, like I've been such a great friend to you? We've both been shitty."

"Well," Husk gives Angel another drink and takes one for himself. "Here's to being less shitty."

Angel and Husks glasses touch and they drink to it.

Angel smiles. It was nice to have a safe place...

But, it was also scary.

Because when you trust someone- or something...it has all the power…it can destroy you.

He's putting faith in something...someone. The last time he had faith in someone, he-

Angel shakes his head. "Uh- thanks, Husk…I uh- I should get to bed...goodnight." Angel says quickly, he turns away and heads upstairs.

"Night." Husk says, not sure if the spider heard him at all.

Husk finishes cleaning up the place, then sits down on the floor.

He may have blown it.

Maybe he was too forward?

With Angel? Nah.

He sighs, wiping his face with his paw.

Why was he feeling this way?

He felt the urge to go upstairs and check on Angel, make sure he was okay…

But, it would be crossing a line.

Besides…

He needs to get over that strange feeling whenever Angel is around.

He can't just trust it. He needs to bite it down.

If Angel needs him, he'll be there.

But Husk shouldn't be the one to ask.

Besides… What can he really do? He's as trapped as Angel is.

He rests his head against the wall behind him.

Husk never wished for freedom more than when he was with him.

Angel heads upstairs to his room and cries himself to sleep.

It's all he can do as his entire world seems so dark and hopeless.

What was better? To have hope and risk it failing?

Or to have no hope, no disappointment… but to live as the fallen for those who had hope in you?

~~~Charlie and Vaggie:~~~

Charlie and Vaggie were getting ready for bed.

Some well rested sleep was exactly what Charlie needed after a long day of…totally not stressing out over the inevitable extermination.

She had to stay strong…for everyone here. They can't know how scared she is, how stressed. She has to keep moving, keep faith! She can't let her emotions control her.

“How was your day with Pentious?” Vaggie asks her as she finished brushing her teeth.

Charlie tucks her hair back and summons the best smile.

Thinking of Pentious, thinking of the hotel, maybe it wasn't all in vain. She has to keep positive! Keep faith in her project.

“It was amazing.” She says honestly. “I think he's making some real progress, I think we're so close to a breakthrough!” She says.

“That's great, babe.” Vaggie says enthusiastically, walking into the bedroom and sitting on the bed with her beloved girlfriend.

“He'll get redeemed, I just know it.” Charlie says. “If only I can think of a way to help Angel the same way.”

“Charlie-”

“I need to help him find his own good qualities. He has so much hurt, some much insecurities.” She explains. “I can see it by looking at him. How do I make him see what I see?” She asks.

Vaggy reaches out and takes Charlie's hand. “Charlie, you're done for today.” She says firmly.

“They're coming, Vaggie. I don't have time to be done, not even for a day.” She admits.

“You have tomorrow. But, today, you need rest.” Vaggie says.

Charlie frowns. “I guess…”

“I'm sorry.” Vaggie sighs. “I know this is important, but I'm worried about you. You've worked so hard and done so much. I want you to know how proud I am of you. You are amazing, so strong, so brave. But, you need to take a step back before you break-”

Charlie touches Vaggie's face. “I'm being careful, I promise. You don't have to worry about me.”

“I don't want to see you hurt.” Vaggie says.

Charlie kisses Vaggie. “You may have to someday…but I promise that no matter what happens…you won't lose me.”

A tear falls down Vaggie's cheek.

She's not so sure that's true…

“What’s wrong?” Charlie asks her.

Vaggie shakes her head and wipes away the single tear. “I just- can't help but worry.” She admits. “Promise me you'll take time to rest when you need it?”

Charlie nods, griping Vaggie's hand.

Vaggie has missed this affection. Charlie and her have been so busy that they've hardly made any time for kisses and hand holding.

“I promise.” Charlie says, kissing Vaggie. “Goodnight Vaggie.”

“Night, babe.” Vaggie smiles.

They curl into bed, and snuggle close to one another.

They hold each other close, as if their time together was limited…

And Charlie feels like it could be.

What if she's not able to redeem everyone?

Or…what If she does?

Either way…it ends with Vaggie leaving her side.

Her heart aches thinking about it.

It will break her to lose Vaggie…

But if that's how she'll know, Vaggie is safe…

If that's how it has to be, she hopes Vaggie has to leave for something far better than the hell she's been forced to face.

Charlie kisses Vaggie on her damaged eye before closing her own eyes and getting some rest.

…

Vaggie looks at the ceiling with a sigh.

She knows she's a hypocrite…

But Charlie was more important right now.

She's the one working hard…

Vaggie has hardly done a thing…

She's not doing nearly enough to protect Charlie from this agony.

Not doing enough to redeem herself.

Heaven are truly monsters…

She hates that she was ever part of it.

Charlie does everything she can to help sinners…

While she had done everything to hurt them.

But she'll do everything she can to make it right again.

She'll do it for them.

And mostly…

She smiles at Charlie, snoring soundly.

She'll do it for Charlie.

♡♡♡

'I am not my mistakes

And God knows, I've made a few

I started to question the angels

And the answer they gave was you

I cannot promise there won't be sadness

I wish I could take it from you

But you'll find the courage to face the madness

And sing it because it's true.'

~ I love my life, Robbie Williams.

♤

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Possum: So sorry this didn't come out on time, I got sick! Fleaking sick. And got a tad behind.I'm fine now though!

Chapter 6 shouldn't take as long,We get to see more babies- it's gonna be so cute!!!! 😍 I'm excited lol 😆

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dellalyra · 5 months

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omg imagine gojo with a welsh or irish gf - another irish girl

Gojo would thrive with one of us Irish women

Because let’s face it: we’re mostly all firebrands, strong, fiery passionate women.

That strong sense of loyalty and family (blood or found) oriented attitude? He relishes it, a feeling of belonging - of being truly loved and respected by someone? Amazing. The fiery nature of our blood lends itself a protective nature. The higher ups are giving him shit? Not a chance.

“Eh? Excuse you, you wrinkly sack of shite? What your last skivvy die of? Hush your gob or I’ll shut it for you. Fucking scarlet for ya’, absolute state of ya.”

Sometimes when you’re angry your accent becomes thicker or if you’re a gaeilgeoir you might slip into your teanga nádúrtha and I stg gojo has never gotten a hard on quicker in his life than seeing you spitting fire at that typical angry Irish girl speed of light.

None of his arrogance or occasional push-too-far would float either. None of us have the energy.

“Satoru, for the love of God, if you keep going on about not wanting to do the washing up because you’re the strongest, I’m going to crack up. I don’t have the energy for your shite right now. Now get up off your arse and clean the pan.”

Probably takes him a while to get used to how casually we curse and drink too, like you’re going to see your friends?

“I’m meeting the gang for a few jars tonight, coming?”

“The fuck are you doing with jars?”

The vernacular gets him too.

“SATORU!” Comes a shout from across the house.

“Yes, gremlin?”

“Grab me a few tea cloths from the hot press will you? Good chap.”

“Hot press? Is that a sex position?”

“Oh, Jesus Mary and Joseph.”

If you guys have kids - they’re brought up with the value that the mammy is the centre of the family and nothing goes on without her say so.

Like imagine a little mini version of Satoru running around and sprinting to his dad.

“Daddy, can I have the sweets on the table?” Shiny blue eyes mirror each other.

“Ask your mother, kiddo, it’s her dairy milk.”

The patter of feet is followed by a:

“MAAAAAAA! Can I have your selection box?”

“You can in your hat!”

Satoru sick? Why do you keep giving him flat 7up or cream crackers? Suguru got wounded on a mission, why do you insist on putting sudocream on it?

Christmas rolls around and for some reason in late November it’s a very big deal one Friday night. You have cornered him, Suguru and Shoko and forced them all into Christmas pyjamas and made hot chocolates for everyone and switched the telly on.

“What is going on? It’s not even Christmas.” Suguru asks, completely lost.

“Wha? Sure it’s the last Friday in November.”

The three just sit in silence.

“You three, thick as a plank, the lot of ye. I told ye last week that it’s the Toy Show tonight!”

“The what show?”

“The Toy Show!”

“It’s a show… about toys?”

“Yeah! A load of kids showing off their toys and showing how they work and all. Fierce funny. Robbie Keane usually ends up on it too somehow.”

If ever there’s an issue where some arsehole is annoying you about stereotypes, it’s always an entertaining show for Satoru.

“Can you do a Riverdance?” The stranger asks.

“Jaysus, sure I haven’t done any Irish dancing since I was in 3rd class and my nanny forced me to.”

Introducing him to Irish delicacies?

No I don’t mean coddle, or stew.

I mean real delicacies.

Like a chicken fillet roll or a spice bag. Your Nana’s apple tart. Soda bread or a bottle of Lilt. Bag of tayto (cheese and onion, obviously) or purple snack bars? A curly wurly? Red lemonade or a mikado biscuit? (Fuck, we love sweets I’m realising as I write this) or a decent cup of tea (Barry’s or Lyon’s, I won’t start that debate here).

Most of all, I think Satoru would thrive in the warmth of an Irish woman. We might be temperamental, battleaxes sometimes, and always a bit mad but one thing I know is we love wholeheartedly and fiercely, with every fibre of who we are. That belonging, the nurturing, the warmth and sheer sense of home that we all somehow tend to exude would made Satoru an incredibly happy man.

#gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo fluff

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zalrb · 1 month

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You have posts about building up relationships, but they're all about tv shows. Are there ways to build up couples from strangers to stelena level love without the benefit of multiple episodes without the relationship feeling contrived - like rose and jack. If they weren't teenagers I'd be harder to accept their id die for you status even though we've only known each three days.

Oh, I have posts about movies too, they're just less popular.

Cecilia and Robbie in Atonement. When I read this ask, my mind automatically went to them but I felt like I should do a list since I have so many ships and sometimes I forget a few, not because I don’t ship them, but just because I have so many but I don’t know there’s something about Cecila and Robbie … it’s not just that I find their story beautifully tragic because there are a lot of beautifully tragic ships on this list, it’s McAvoy and Knightley together and as actors unto themselves, the way they hold the emotion of their characters and their relationship in their bodies

and the cinematography, the certain directorial choices that reinforce the romance

and romance and period of the film

like the fact that Cecilia was in the fountain

and so just to get close to her, just to feel something that’s touched her, Robbie puts his hand atop the water

and they gave us this scene!

It’s a beautiful film and they’re a beautiful ship.

OK well first of all, it’s beautifully shot with the soft blue lighting and it’s extremely sensual with the waves crashing in the background mingling with Chiron’s sighs, the close ups of the hands grabbing at the sand and then smoothing the palm over the sand,

and then there’s the context of this being the single most vulnerable, single most intimate moment, connection Chiron’s had with another person

[I think what’s so great and so heartbreaking about this confession is the second line where it goes from “you’re the only man” to “you’re the only one” so it’s actually not just romantic, he hasn’t had that kind of connection or intimacy with anyone else in any other capacity, it’s just and always has been Kevin.]

and then there’s the fact that this is an intimate, gentle love scene between two Black boys/men. I just love this movie so much.

There is such a weight to this movie and to the dynamics portrayed in this movie and there’s almost this cosmic connection between Chiron [Black] and Kevin

that I think the actors portray really well

because it’s a movie with very little dialogue so they convey so much without speaking and obviously a lot of that is the acting but a lot of it is also having the chemistry to pull it off.

(I mean, granted, they have three movies but still) and with Willabeth I kind of talk about how they're a great ship in pieces/different posts

by the way, when mindy kaling says “you can’t write chemistry”

this is what she means because it’s written in the script that will catches elizabeth and presses her against the wall

but it didn’t state that it would be like this

this, though,

they brought that shit to life

like there’s this perception of passion as being carnal rather than sensual or like strong emotion that brings about an intensity or a kind of ‘i burn for you’ type deal but when I think of passion, I think of shit like this

and Elizabeth and Will’s intense need to protect each other and stay with each other

I don't even care for this couple but I broke down how cinematic language can reinforce a connection between two characters and help the romance along

Their dance scene — which is beautifully shot — is a good example of a scene that uses certain cinematic language to enhance tension in a scene without relying on those things to create it, like this [...]

and there are more.

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20 (or so) Questions with Ro Sawyer

Let's find out what Ro is all about! Are they just charisma and charm or is there something else under all that bravado?

Interviewer: Hey Ro! Thanks again for doing this. Love the look by the way! Let's dive in. When's your birthday?

Ro: Hey! Thank you for having me! My birthday is August 8th. A proud Leo through and through.

Interviewer: Awesome! Do you go by any nicknames, or is it all about Roxanne/Robbie?

Ro: Yeah, my friends call me Ro. It's got a certain edge to it that I dig.

Interviewer: Nice choice. So, beyond the Rebel Rejects and the music scene, what are some of your good traits?

Ro: Well, I've got this knack for bringing people together. Whether it's on stage or just hanging out, creating connections is something I love.

Interviewer: That's a great trait. And how about the other side of the coin? Any bad traits you're willing to share?

Ro: I can be a bit impulsive. It's that punk spirit, you know? Sometimes decisions are made in the heat of the moment. Even still I can't say I have any regrets.

Interviewer: Makes sense. Alright, what about hobbies outside of music? What does Ro enjoy when not rocking the stage?

Ro: Exploring the city is a big one. I love finding those hidden spots, meeting new people, and finding little hidden gems that I wouldn't have known about otherwise. It keeps life interesting.

Interviewer: Cool, I can see you're pretty adventurous. Now, let's talk strengths. Besides the stage presence, what do you consider your greatest strength?

Ro: I thrive under pressure. When things get intense, that's when I'm at my best. It's like a switch flips, and I go into overdrive.

Interviewer: Impressive. And on the flip side, what's your biggest weakness?

Ro: Patience, or lack thereof. Waiting around has never been my strong suit. I want things to happen, and I want them now. * looks the interviewer up and down very slowly*

Interviewer: Got it... One word to describe yourself?

Ro: Unapologetic.

Interviewer: Powerful choice. And how do you think others see you in one word?

Ro: Magnetic. I've been told I have this pull that draws people in, on and off the stage.

Interviewer: Totally get that vibe. Now, let's go a bit deeper. What's your greatest fear?

Ro: *leans forward, and clasps their hands* Losing the connection with the audience. It's like a lifeline for me. Without that energy exchange, it feels like I've given all of myself and then received nothing in return.

Interviewer: I see you need that exchange to make it feel worth while. What are your top priorities at this point in your life?

Ro: Keeping the Rebel Rejects together is number one. Making it big is the goal, and university is just a fun little stepping stone on that journey.

Interviewer: Hmm, I see. Ok, Family time! Tell me about your family.

Ro: We're a tight-knit bunch. They're supportive, even if they don't fully get the punk scene. Mom's got this knack for making killer vegan pizza – a family tradition. I've got a little brother, he just turned 13 and is absolutely unbearable. I will miss him though.

Interviewer: Aww I see we've found your soft spot. Now, future plans. What are your goals?

Ro: World domination with Jo and De by my side, of course. But on a personal level, I want to grow as an artist and make music that leaves a mark.

Interviewer: Admirable goals. Rainy days – how do you spend them in more detail?

Ro: Picture this – cozying up with a book, probably a rock biography or something by Patti Smith. Vinyls spinning in the background, rain tapping on the window. It's a vibe.

Interviewer: Love the imagery. Favorite book?

Ro: "Just Kids" by Patti Smith. Her journey through art and rebellion resonates with me on a different level.

Interviewer: Solid choice. And your favorite movie?

Ro: "Velvet Goldmine." Glam rock, the visuals, the rebellion – it's like a visual symphony that speaks to the soul.

Interviewer: Great taste. Alright, any dark secrets you're willing to share?

Ro: Well, my songwriting gets pretty personal. It's a cathartic release, and sometimes, the lyrics reveal more about me than I might openly admit.

Interviewer: I'll have to start listening to your lyrics more intently it seems. Ok Ro, on a lighter note, what's your best physical feature?

Ro: Just one... I really like my freckles I think they enhance all my other features, and they look great on camera. *flashes a toothy grin*

Interviewer: *clears throat* Uh yes they really, um nice... *looks down at notecards* Right, and what's your least favorite physical feature?

Ro: I honestly don't have one... Not to sound conceited but I wouldn't change one damn thing.

Interviewer: Ah yes, I figured you'd say something like that. Lastly, how would you describe being in love in more detail?

Ro: It's like a collaboration. Sharing life with someone who knows all the reasons behind every lyric. It's a wild, unpredictable, and beautiful ride – much like the Rebel Rejects' journey. Beyond all of that it just feels right like you couldn't imagine such an endeavor with anyone else. *looks interviewer dead in the eye* Not that I've ever been in love.

Interviewer: Mhm, beautifully put Ro. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and giving us a deeper look into your world. Can't wait to see what the future holds for you and the Rebel Rejects!

#choice of games #choose your own adventure #choose your own story #dashingdon #interactive fiction #twine if #interactive if #twine interactive fiction #character profile #choice script #if: themuse #themuse if #character intro #RO interviews

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So I finally finished Transformers EarthSpark, lowkey love it. (Maltobots/Terrans)

⚠️ SPOILERS AHEAD ⚠️

Maltos (cont.) (Maltobots)

- Twitch Malto

I love how dedicated she is to her family and cares for them. Her strive to work hard to keep them safe like her determination to find a way out of the bunker when they get locked in for the first time is crazy. I think Hashtag getting taken into GHOST HQ really kickstarted her need to protect her siblings and family as she was so worried for Hashtags safety. Ngl the way she uses her wing blades (?) dual handed and her instincts in leading her family in the finale really reminds me Leo from TMNT, perhaps not all Leo’s but a few like 2012 and 2018-2020 (movie) Leo. I really think she took to Bee’s training a bit better then Thrash did and definitely used every little bit she did and inferred in that final battle.

- Thrash Malto

I like Thrash, he’s a silly dude, I just find the whole episode with Swindles very difficult to understand. Okay so they played a mock battle (AvD) and that somehow lead to being insecure about how much Dot and Alex like you? My guy you just destroyed part of the house from game, its reasonable to not want giant robots inside the very much not robot-sized house. I don’t see the point in having that tent in the yard when theres a whole ass barn that the Malto’s decided to make more home-y and like an actual room for you. Its not a giant deal if you can’t go in Mo’s room but you can still talk to her from the window if she hasn’t come down yet.

I kinda think he might have some separation anxiety and that might be why he doesn’t like being separated from Mo that much but it was completely reasonable to not want them inside the house.

- HashTag Malto

Honestly watching her get easily distracted by the tablet while searching for an alt-mode really makes me think she could have ADHD (not just because of that but definitely feels like one indicator). I like the idea that she’s able to hack through the wifi which makes a lot of sense for bots to be able to do, like BV Soundwave on the satellite.

I love all the allegories in this show, really puts things into a perspective thats not technically real-life so its easier to see the problem, emotions and understanding of things when its not connected to you. When it’s connected to you then it feels more personal, thats why people don’t like to watch shows that could talk about topics that they deal with sometimes. I love the allegory they used the Transformers to show even some little ways that racism still exists even if its not the systemic side of the problem. The way the portray HashTag and the other bots when they find the ‘Transformers Go Home’ graffiti really shows how it doesn’t matter if you’re born there, if people view you as different they’re going to deem you not worthy of being there, as well as masking it like with things like ‘oh it’s directed towards Decepticons’ but everyone really knows that it isn’t and that’s blatantly a terrible thing to say regardless if it was “supposed” to directed towards one group of people (Decepticons) in a certain demographic (Cybertronians/Terrans).

I also love the allegory of found family the use in the same episode. Like how Robby stands up to Steven for making rude comments about the Terrans and how they aren’t “actually his family.” Robby stood up for the Terrans because they’re his siblings regardless of age or species, which ties back to the racial undertones of the episode as its so common for others to make comments about interracial families if its found family or just a mixed family that may or may not look more like one side then the other.

Making HashTag the one to get hacked by Mandriod makes a lot of sense as her need to protect her family (like Twitch) is strong and it shows that even in the pursuit of protecting the people you care about you can end up hurting them. Granted she was being hacked and controlled but it was her drive to protect that made her decide to get on the plat form and confront Mandriod. In the pursuit of protection, unexpected revelations and plan changes from outside factors can lead to hurting the people you love the most even if that wasn’t your intention or by your doing.

I love the understanding she has with Starscream, just in the few minutes if not hours of being controlled and forced to feel alone she was able to connect it to how the majority of victims feel while being abused, hurt and alone. She, unlike a good amount of bots throughout the franchise had high enough empathy levels to understand and connect to Star. I love that she listened to him and validated his feelings. Its one thing to hear someone tell you how they feel or what they’re thinking but its a completely different thing to listen, and Hashtag listened. (Literally almost cried at that scene Star deserves so much).

- JawBreaker Malto

He’s a real sweet heart and using him to make another allegory is perfect. The entire episode “Outtakes” is about him asking the other bots how they picked their alt-modes “because he wants it to pick the perfect one for him the first time.” While that sentence sounds just like he might be lazy and doesn’t wanna keep changing to find one that works best or is a perfectionist trying to get it just right, it actually is a better allegory for Gender Identity and finding what title you think fits you best. Through the episode he asks everyone how they ‘knew it was for them’ or how they picked it. The big thing Elita said was “listen to your spark, it will tell you when you find it.” Which is basically an elder gay telling a younger generation they’ll know in their heart when they find it.

All jokes aside, in the allegory the search for a “perfect alt-mode” is the same as the search for the perfect gender identity/pronouns and gender understanding in one’s self. JawBreakers search for an alt mode is like a queer persons search for a title or definition to understand who they are. Like a searching for sub-identities under main umbrellas. A Flier isn’t always a Seeker but a Seeker is always a Flier, its like trying to find which model plane you are compared to others, trying to find advice on how to pick which one best fits you.

I honestly didn’t think the dino-alt would stick with JawBreaker, it just didn’t seem like him to me but with little amount of episodes they could make I understand the need to give him one before the finale.

To me, giving JawaBreaker an alt-mode is kind of a double edged blade. The concept of using alt-modes as a form of gender identity is really interesting and using JawBreaker as a way to explore that 1) giving him an alt can represent the people that did end up finding an identity that fit them and how they feel but also 2) it takes away any possible rep for queer people that don’t have an ‘identity’ suitable to them. Let me explain: I use the term identity as a substitute for the whole explanation’al mess that is finding ‘gender terms’ that have a definition (transwoman, someone who identifies as a woman without necessarily being AFAB) that feels like them and similar to how they experience life in their vessel.

My “2)” point is that giving JawBreaker an Alt mode is giving rep to queer people that were able to find an ‘identity’ while also taking that away from queer people that struggle to find what fits them. Of course representation is still representation and its nice to see it even if it can’t exactly go both ways, which is fine.

⚠️ This is an allegorical theory, in no way shape or form does this apply to the entirety of the queer experience for everyone ⚠️

- NightShade Malto

Love them, very silly. They’re very smart and I love how they were a direct allegory for a different aspect of some queer experiences. While there’s people that know how they identify and what to call their feeling, and there are others that struggle with finding that, theres some that don’t think about it (like me) and some that don’t actively search for a term even if they want a title for it. NightShade didn’t know they’re identity fell under Nonbinary until they met Sam (love sam).

Not only that but how the creators continued the queer identity alt-mode theme with NightShade and how they picked theirs. At first NightShade felt already complete with how they were and didn’t feel like they needed an alt-mode (which is valid, and with the allegory its still valid because some people might not want/like ‘identity terms/labels’) but the creators also added the layer of self expression and how an ‘alt-mode’ can be another way to express yourself through their conversation with Truantulas.

I like NightShade’s pick I just don’t care for how they designed it. For any bird alt-mode honestly AirRazor’s feels like the best kinda bird design (not including the cassetticons).

⚠️ again this is not the queer experience for everyone, just an allegorical theory ⚠️

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checkoutmybookshelf · 7 months

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...Someone Get Me Back on the Ice

Ok, for a lot of reasons, I was never a competetive athlete. That said...I am Canadian and I was probably 3 or 4 years old when my grandparents bought me my first pair of skates and my parents took me to the (manmade) kiddie rink in the park to teach me to skate. My middle sister and I had skating lessons for a few years, our parents took us skating pretty often growing up, and when we moved into the big house in Alaska, we had a pond out back that we skated (and burned christmas trees--yes, it was always awesome) on every winter until I left the state. And even when I moved back to Canada, I brought my skates with me and still use the arenas and outdoor town square rink in the winter. All this to say that while I'm never going to be an Olympian, I deeply love skating, so when there was a cozy college skating romance between a figure skater and a hockey team captain...it was not a hard sell. And then I was absolutely delighted by this cozy, fluffy, very skate-y book. Let's talk Icebreaker.

CONTENT WARNING: I'm not going to cover much of this here, but if anyone wants to pick up this book, please be aware that it does contain disordered eating, a super controlling/abusive relationship, and a near-death experience, so take care of you when choosing your books!

The very last thing Anastasia Allen wants to do right before sectionals is be forced to share her rink with a hockey team. Then she gets adopted by a bunch of overgrown man-children with hearts of gold who enjoy body-slamming other overgrown man-children into the boards over a puck. It is possibly the most adorable thing I have ever seen, and it is the best possible embodiment of the healthy, non-toxic version of "boys will be boys" insofar as the team just genuinely love and support each other and make space for Anastasia and Lola in that world with care, respect, and joy. I love it so, so much.

Of course, Anastasia is not here just to be adopted by a hockey team. She's also very much in danger of falling deeply in love with Nate Hawkins, captain of said hockey team. Nate and Anastasia are a genuinely darling, adorable couple, and watching them together was just FUN.

Particularly in contrast to Anastasia's relationship with her skating partner, Aaron. Who is--to put it mildly--the biggest most manipulative toxic douchebag I have ever seen. There's something about his and Anastasia's relationship that managed to embody everything that can go horribly toxic with athletic partnerships and how difficult it can be when your dream relies on someone who is actively trying to drag you down.

The super nice thing though, is that Aaron is absolutely the bad guy in this book. Neither Nate nor Ryan (the adorable himbo basketball player she begins the book in a friends-with-benefits arrangement with) descend to Aaron's level. They are there to support Anaastasia. That doesn't mean they don't get angry or jealous--they're human men in their late teens/early 20s, of COURSE they get angry and jealous--but they deal with those emotions pretty freaking healthily, and they don't descend into petty ego-based bullshit. Add that to Anastasia's therapy-honed communication skills, and the relationships in this book are just so well done. Sometimes relationships in romances can get weirdly toxic for drama, but that's not the case here, which made this cozy romance GENUINELY delightful to read.

The side characters are also super well-developed and full of personality, so everyone in this book feels well-rounded, real, and delightful. From Lola to Henry, Robbie, Russ, and JJ, you get to know an ensemble of strong secondary characters in the context of the main romantic relationship, and Anastasia and Henry's platonic love for each other might be the best platonic relationship I've seen in FOREVER. I would 100% read a spinoff novel about those two buddy-ing around.

Author Hannah Grace is a self-proclaimed "fluffy comfort book writer," and if Icebreaker is any example, then ACCURATE. And I cannot recommend this book enough, it was a delight to read from start to finish.

#hannah grace #icebreaker #stas and nate #cozy romance #sport romance #ice skating #college romance #books and reading #books & libraries #books and novels #books #book recommendations

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In Knights and Pawns, when they decide to not have anymore pups, do the older pups have to stand guard between Daniel and Terry when the former is in Heat to stop their Dad from uh, “helping” Mama through his Heat? Or is Terry just biting his teeth in his study and controlling himself? That’s a funny image though. Can omegas get pregnant only when in Heat? What if they are female omegas, can they get pregnant outside of a Heat too? What about male omegas?

As for the pregnancies - I think that our tendency to even get pregnant when the body is not capable of surviving through it sometimes (too young, too tired, too sick) is a bit of a design flaw. Also things like the pregnancy being possibly fatal even in previously healthy people (ecclampsia, post partum depression, the body having autoimmune response against a fetus) is a bit of a design flaw. I think omegas evolved to not have that, and have heats as a kind of natural regulation against too many pregnancies (which is not 'official lore', I am making this up as I go). Can female omegas get pregnant the way our women and other genders do? It's not regular, otherwise Kumiko would definitely have had Daniel's puppy 😈, but... you know how after wars the birthrate miraculously goes up to replace all the people killed? Maybe omegas have a hormonal switch too - be with only betas or omegas long enough and they may get pregnant more often without heats. Even male omegas can get pregnant outside of a heat because no body is completely regular, but that happens more when they're younger and I think breastfeeding is a very strong contrareceptive there, as is having many pups around. The body constantly gets the signal: no extra pups needed rn (with a heat meaning- but now I am in top form to have one, let's goooo!).

I think the first two times after Daniel has decided to sit a heat out Terry gnashes his teeth and doesn't go near him. Samantha, Yasmin, Eli, even Robby (not as strong but a truly great shot) are all there, to guard him, and Gianni is there for Luna and Anthony. Having Alpha, beta and omega pups near is a great comfort anyway - Luna snuggles up to Mama after Anthony changes the sheets for him and that works as a great suppressant; sometimes one of the Alpha pups holds his hand or is simply there to dampen some of the instinctual need for Alpha the way his siblings and parents used to do for Daniel before he was married, and Terry used to do for Amanda when she wasn't married yet.

By the third time, Terry is like "Wut he obviously needs me!!" but Daniel is nearly 48 then and especially Eli (but the others hardly any less) is like, "have at me, old man, I was born for this!!!" and Terry thinks: "I am not getting into a death match with my own pup." Because he'd feel the instinctual need to hold back but his pups have no such reservations.

#omegaverse #knights and pawns #silverusso #pregnancy #a/b/o dynamics

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evildollface · 7 months

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Hi everyone, I’m Alice and I’m introverted, a cat person & animal lover. I’m gonna say some rules on my blog here on this post, because my rules are old af, too lazy to change that (also lack of time RIP).

[ heavily affiliated with: @evilfaced ]

Mun 25+ age. (I’m 30 years old to be more exact)

Of course this blog will contain a lot of triggering content, but I’ll try to tag everything as possible, if I don’t tag something just lmk. My triggering tag is tw: _the trigger name_

There being said, my muse can do questionable stuff and it doesn’t mean the MUN support my MUSE certain actions. MUN IS MUN, MUSE IS MUSE.

My muse is based in ALL MOVIES, but sometimes I read some comics for reference, cartoons, animated series, also I add a lot of things I create on my own.

I’m slow but I’m always replying to everyone, sometimes I took eternity but it’s nothing against you, it’s just my muse. Sometimes it may feel like I’m ignoring and I’d like to say sorry in advance but if we have multiple thread I love it! ‘cuz when my muse isn’t strong on a certain thread I can respond on the another thread.

Sorry, I’m easily distracted ‘cuz of my ADHD.

I do RP smut, but only with +21 rpers, and if I see if our muses has some chemistry, I can’t throw my muse out of zero straight to sex, I’m sorry! (unless if we’re friends & / our muses has some chemistry as I just stated) . Also I don’t rp anal sex. I need to be familiar to your muse first.

Yes, I’m crossover friendly, and OC friendly, sup?!

Discord available for mutuals only, dm if you want them.

English is not my first language, mistakes might happen.

If you send me an ask and wanted to continue, instead of rebbloging the ask PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE post it in a new post!

PLEASE CUT YOUR THREADS! I really don’t mind the style you use, icons, gifs etc... As long as the thread is cut. It’s affects my OCD.

Sometimes I don’t follow because people who don’t cut their threads, but it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t RP with you.

ALL ICONS ARE MADE BY ME, ( I made my own BG as well) do NOT STEAL.

All the gifs, codes of my blog, etc etc, credit to their ✨ respective makers ✨.

Do not meta-gaming and godmod, it’s not fun. Also I’m AU HOE, I’m open for all AU AF, just throw at me.

YES, I do RP Margot Robbie’s characters from her movies, and I have 2 OC that I rp here sometimes, but they’re RP upon request.

AH, I RP both Harley and Harleen ♥ (lbr they’re the same person, i just do this to timeline reference) + I also will rp Barbie here (Barbie 2023 movie) and Mera from Aquaman using Sam Weaving fc, but they are my guest muse.

Last but not the least, HAVE FUN PUDDIN’S! DON’T FORGET TO DRINK YOUR WATER TODAY, AND TAKE YOUR MEDS 💋

#pinned.

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OC interview

Thanks to @mysticstarlightduck here, @elsie-writes here, and @leahnardo-da-veggie here!

Rules: answer the following questions in the perspective of one of your OCs!

Last did Jazlyn and Wade!

I'm...feeling Gwen.

Are you named after anyone?

“No, I'm not. Akash and Robbie like to joke that I'm named after Lady Guinevere, but my name is actually Gwendolyn. It's...cute though, that they do that.”

When was the last time you cried?

“Hm. It's been a few days. I was just a little stressed. Small things and big things tend to pile up together, you know?”

Do you have kids?

“... I'm not sure how you respond to this. I'm just a kid myself - I won't turn even thirteen until next May. Unless you count my younger siblings...no. I would love kids, though. Some day. With the right person.”

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

“Not really. I prefer to just say what I mean. Some people don't understand sarcasm, y'know?”

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

“Age. Not sure why. It affects how I act around them, I think. I'm more comfortable around those who are my age, maybe a few years difference.”

What’s your eye colour?

“My eyes are brown. Relatively light, actually, by comparison to other people's. Especially Robbie and Sam's.”

Scary movies or happy endings?

“Oh, happy endings all the way. I prefer walking away from a story satisfied everyone will be okay. Not that I don't mind a good horror movie if the story is compelling.”

Any special talents?

“Well, I know first aid. I can play several instruments. I'm in percussion in my school's band. I can play bongo drums, the timpani, chimes, the marimba, you name it.”

Where were you born?

“Clear Lake, Texas. In the Houston area.”

Do you have any pets?

“... Um, not...at the moment. We, um, lost our cat recently. Sorry, didn't mean to make this a downer.”

What sort of sports do you play?

“I don't exactly play sports. My parents are very outdoorsy, so I take morning runs sometimes, so I could be in track if I wanted to, I think.”

How tall are you?

“I am 5'2, which is a pretty standard height for someone my age, even in Alium.”

What was your favourite subject in school?

“I am still in school. English. I like English. Reading is a strong suit of mine.”

What is your dream job?

“Oh, there are so many options! I'm not entirely sure. Writer, teacher, counselor. I would like one of those.”

More Gwen: picrew, OC in three, OC in fifteen, OC questionnaire

Tagging gently @squarebracket-trickster @reininginthefirewriting @elsie-writes @mk-writes-stuff @sleepywriter00 @stesierra @winterandwords @elizaellwrites @winterandwords @cherrybombfangirlwrites @pluppsauthor + anyone else :)

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

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Are you named after anyone? When was the last time you cried? Do you have kids? Do you use sarcasm a lot? What’s the first thing you notice about people? What’s your eye colour? Scary movies or happy endings? Any special talents? Where were you born? Do you have any pets? What sort of sports do you play? How tall are you? What was your favourite subject in school? What is your dream job?

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#the secret portal #tsp #teaspoon #gwen amante #my oc #oc tag game #oc interview #writing tag game #writers on tumblr #writing community #writers of tumblr #writing on tumblr #writeblr #writeblr community

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