@jegulus-microfic Jan 22 - cry

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Tw: knife cut (accidental)

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“Oh— fuck!” Regulus yelled, and James was in the kitchen in an instant.

“What’s wrong??”

“Nothing, I just cut myself, the fucking knife slipped…” Regulus answered, hissing as he stuck his finger under the tap.

“Oh, Reggie…” James frowned, examining the cut. It wasn’t severely deep, certainly not to the bone or anything, but it wasn’t a little scratch either.

“Here, let me.” The older man said, grabbing a washcloth from the shelf and wetting it. He wrapped it around Regulus’s finger, then led him to the bathroom.

“Sit there.” James instructed, pointing to the edge of the tub, and Regulus did, holding the washcloth tightly around his finger. James dug through sink drawers, finding gauze and bandages. He brought over a new, dry washcloth as well, removing the wet one. Regulus winced.

“I know, love.” James soothed, drying the area. He then unpackaged the gauze, beginning to wrap the cut snugly. After a few seconds, Regulus’s hand began shaking. James assumed it was simply pain, until he heard a sniffle. He glanced up, to find tears rolling silently down the younger man’s face.

“Reggie, baby, what’s wrong?” James asked, brows furrowing in concern.

“It’s, um, its nothing, ‘s dumb, I’m sorry, —”

"No, it's not nothing. Talk to me." James interrupted, finishing wrapping up his injured finger. He set the gauze and bandages down, tugging Regulus until he came down to the floor with him.

“Just… no one’s ever done that for me before.” Regulus answered quietly, forehead resting against James’s neck.

“What, wrapped a cut?”

“Yeah. Or anything, really. I sobbed the first time Pandora brushed my hair.” Regulus added, and James was overcome with sadness.

“Oh, Reg…” he murmured softly, clutching him tighter. Regulus chuckled, the sound watery.

“I’m okay, James, don’t worry. It’s just overwhelming sometimes.” Regulus answered, smiling against his neck.

“If you say so. But I’m not going to stop. From now on, I’m gonna kiss your every boo-boo. I’m gonna braid your hair, and button your coat, and absolutely brush your hair, and I’ll give you massages… anything you want, Reggie.” James babbled, his words coming out distractedly.

Regulus loved when he got like this. Sometimes James became so filled up with whatever emotion, whether it was anger or sadness, joy or jealousy, he would babble whatever came to his mind. He always sounded so passionate, and Regulus could listen to him all day. He pressed a kiss to James’s head, finally slowing the words tumbling out of his mouth. James leaned into him, rubbing a hand up his back.

“I love you, Reg.”

“I love you too, James.”

Just wanna make him so needy that when I finally sit on it he comes in 30 seconds.

my favourite part of the day is going onto ao3 and seeing that the number of completed fics for my comfort pairing has increased

Avatar AU - When Sozin killed his dragon (I assume he did), he didn't understand the curse that would fall on his bloodline and anyone they marry: becoming the creature he killed whenever they get emotional.

Did a poll on insta a little bit ago and somehow I ended up with another bkdk book cover ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

We talk about the s2 ep6 kiss SO MUCH and for good reason. It is a kiss that means so much to the characters, the plot and the fandom. However, as a kiss itself, it isn’t what one would call as romantic as, say, the Richard II kiss. It’s an almost violent kiss, a final argument in a fight that Crowley knows he’ll lose but for once in his existence he’ll at least try to fight. Because Aziraphale is the only being that loves and has ever loved him unconditionally. Aziraphale is the only being or thing he has left to love. But now, hes going to risk losing him to the same side that took everything else away from him. It’s desperate. It’s filled with want, with pain. It’s the need to love and be loved. A final attempt. A final attempt to be an ‘us’. He grasps him like the sands of time, knowing that loosening his grip would mean losing it all too soon. On the other hand, Aziraphale tenses, he struggles to hold Crowley back because he knows it’ll be harder to let him go. If he lets himself think of what they could be, he knows he’ll give in. Aziraphale isn’t running, no, he has to go fight another battle. A battle that, if he wins, means that they could be an ‘us’ someday. Just not the ‘us’ Crowley wants to be. Yet, no matter how hard he tries, he simply can’t stop himself from trying to reach for him, for a being who loves him, actually loves him. A being he knows to be good. He tries to hold on whilst also trying to resist. He asks for more and yet tries to distance himself. Because the kiss- the kiss is the closest they have ever been and yet the farthest at the same time. They both want the same thing and yet the same thing means two entirely different things. They want to hold on when for years they’ve tried to let go- tried to keep each other safe- tried to save themselves from heartbreak- but they’ve always failed because all roads lead to each other. And finally, when they let themselves give in they know there is no hope they know how it will end but they give in anyway. Because after years of always being able to reach for they other, they’ll try to reach out and only be able to find the traces of what was and what could never have been.

Sister-Glass Caverns

Warning: This is a Maasverse post, and as such, there are spoilers for all Maas series, including information connected to the HOFAS teaser.

The caves in the hofas teaser made me think about something I noticed in Elain’s witch series. In acosf, the priestesses worship in a cavern that is smooth as glass.

“…And the cave we have the service in is beautiful, too. It was carved by the underground river that flows beneath the mountain, so the walls are smooth as glass. And it’s acoustically perfect—the shape and size of the space amplifies and clarifies each voice within.” (acosf)

In the sense chanted, I talked about how this might be Prythian’s version of witch glass, which as we learned from Manon and Maeve in the tog series, has various uses:

“You can see the future, past, present. You can speak between mirrors, if someone possesses the sister-glass. And then there are the rare silvers—whose forging demands something vital from the maker.” Manon’s voice dropped low. Dorian wondered if even among the Blackbeaks, these tales had only been whispered at their campfires. “Other mirrors amplify and hold blasts of raw power, to be unleashed if the mirror is aimed at something.” (Manon, eos)

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“It’s possible—to show a different world?” Dorian asked Maeve when they were again in their tower room.

Maeve slid into a chair, her face distant. “Using mirrors, yes.”

Dorian lifted a brow. “You have seen yourself the power of witch mirrors. What it did to Aelin Galathynius and Manon Blackbeak. Who do you think taught the witches such power? Not the Fae.” A small laugh. “And how do you think I have been able to see so far, hear the voices of my eyes, all the way from Doranelle? There are mirrors to spy, to travel, to kill. Even now, Erawan wields them to his advantage with the Ironteeth.” With the witch towers. (Maeve, koa)

Witch mirrors can be used to store knowledge (like the memory Aelin and Manon entered), amplify power, travel, and spy (listen and watch). It is interesting that the cave under the mountain where the library rests is described in terms of glass. Gwyn even indicates that it amplifies their voices, so if those ancient songs Clotho found were spells, it’s possible the glass amplified their power. And that spell helped Nesta enter a trance-like state and connect with the Harp.

So Nesta drifted down and down, the harp and the voices pulsing and guiding, until she stopped before a rock. She laid a hand on it to find it was only an illusion, and she passed through it, down another long hall, beneath the mountain itself, and then she stood in a cavern, almost the twin to the one the priestesses sang in, as if they were linked in song and dreaming. (acosf)

The spell led Nesta beneath the sister mountain called the Prison, to a near-twin cavern where the Harp is located. These sister caverns—or sister-glass, if you will—are linked in song and dreaming.

We learned from Amren that there is an extensive underground cave system in Prythian, meaning that there might be other sister-glass caves.

“Oorid was once a sacred place,” Amren said. […] They say the water there flows to Under the Mountain, and the creatures who live in the bog have long used its underground waterways to travel through the Middle, even into the mountains of the surrounding courts.” (Amren, acosf)

@offtorivendell, @silverlinedeyes and I theorized that the sister mountains (the Middle, Ramiel, and Prison) could all have portals to other worlds buried beneath. What if each sister mountain has a cavern with sister-glass, and these caves are not only linked to each other, but—as Maeve suggests is possible—to other worlds as well? Did ancient beings like the Daglan or death-gods (who are similar to those who taught the witches how wield the glass) create these sister caverns? Is that what Bryce, Azriel, and Nesta came across—or are searching for—in the teaser? And if ancient creatures like kelpie still use the waterways in Oorid, which is connected to the underground waterways and cave system that spans the Middle and leads to other courts, then what other ancient nightmares are waiting for them beneath?

Annnnnd if they are exploring the cave system, and it leads to Ramiel rather than the Prison, I wonder if they’ll see Balthazar mysteriously appear again. 🤭 (C’mon, you knew that was coming!)

Annnnnnnnnnnnnd if these sister glass caverns operate like witch mirrors, would that mean someone could use it to communicate with or spy on others from other worlds? Even travel from Prythian to Midgard? Erilea? I swear, if someone (please, I’m begging for it to be Elain in the next acotar book) steps out of a sister cavern and into a Blueblood ritual, my mind will explode.

Haha deltarune time

I know this has been said but I kinda live for the idea of Nico being an old school romantic. He’s a little too nervous and awkward for most kinds of public affection but he slips carefully folded, handwritten love letters into Wills bag or leaves them on Wills pillow or just anywhere he knows Will is going to find it. He leaves little gifts for Will too, often times it’s flowers or candy or just something pretty that reminded him of Will. He’ll offer Will his jacket at the slightest mention of being cold (even though the jacket is a little small of Will.) He opens doors and pulls out chairs and maybe if he’s feeling particularly bold he’ll hold Wills hand under the table.

Will sometimes wishes his boyfriend was a little more comfortable with holding hands or wrapping an arm around the others shoulders but every time he gets a note or pulls Nicos jacket on or Nico holds the door open his heart just melts a little bit.

why so sexy? 🫣🥵

AU where after the ninjas achieve their golden dragon forms in Crystallized, instead of the golden weapons being destroyed/dissolving, the ninjas fuse with their weapons. They BECOME their elements.

What does this mean for them? Well, for one, they are much more connected to Lloyd. Their destiny was to protect the Green Ninja and now their instincts have been dialed up by hundred, so now they see Lloyd much more as their elemental leader than just the leader of the ninja.

This also means:

Jay can turn into lightning

Kai can turn into fire

Cole can merge with the earth

Zane can merge with the cold/ice

y’all see all those amazing anonymous finnick prompts in your inbox? yeah, that’s me 😭..

all of the foxes are making jokes about Kevin dying rn I hope you know that

Claude seeing Dimitri at Grondor field….

😍😍😍

Lando has the best helmets.

I need to make a bracelet for this.

Some happy ending come at a high price