#I was utterly useless
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Thenamesh propsal AU
Thena needs her caffeine but in this house there is none. As a result she has terrible migraine!
"How is she?"
A loud groan sounded through the whole house in response. Gil winced as he walked in with a bag in hand.
He had completely forgotten that his mom didn't keep any caffeine or alcohol in the house. She wasn't one for it, Makkari simply didn't need any caffeine to be as brimming with energy as she was, and Sersi didn't drink unless it was socially. Kingo wasn't opposed to a coffee here or a beer there, but he considered visiting home like 'being on a cleanse', or whatever.
Thena needed caffeine.
She drank no less than four coffees a day in a regular work week. He was always telling her he was worried about her caffeine intake, but there was no arguing with the stubborn Goddess of War on that one.
It hadn't taken long for the lack of caffeine to cause an irreparable headache which shook her to her core.
Gil walked into the living room, where his very sweet family was being very useless at curing Thena's migraine. His friend - and fiance - was curled up in a ball on the couch, face pinched from the tension within her head. He whispered, "Thena?"
"Gil?" she whimpered back, not even moving at the sound of his voice.
Sersi handed him a cool cloth, freshly soaked and wrung dry, "none of the pain meds Mum has will help this. It's pure caffeine withdrawal."
"Did we try?" Gil couldn't help but ask, not that it didn't irk both his Doctor mother and his bio-chemist sister. He sighed, "sorry, just...I hate to see her like this."
Gil bypassed them, going right over to the ball of Thena and turning her over so he could put the cool cloth on her forehead. "Hey."
"Hey," she whispered back, just barely getting her eyes open to look at him. She looked even paler than normal. "You're back."
"I'm sorry," he whispered, lips pressed to her temple, unable to do much more for her. "I had to go out looking."
"It's okay," Thena turned over slightly with a smile, "Sersi and Makkari have taken wonderful care of me. And your poor mother is trying to find anything that will even simulate caffeine for me."
"Thena!"
"Quiet!" Gil glared towards the door to the living room, where Kingo was striding in without a care in the world. His arms tightened around her, "she's not feeling well, man!"
"Sorry, sorry," he chuckled much too light heartedly for Gil's taste. He swirled his hand in the air, "I made chai!"
Gil glared at his cousin--basically his brother. Chai was a strong enough blend of tea, and it probably would have just a enough caffeine to alleviate some of Thena's symptoms. "You had this the whole time and let her-?!"
"Come on, Gil," Kingo pouted at him, Thena still wrapped protectively in his thick arms. "I forgot I had it, okay? And anyway, I had the seed pods whole--I had to do actual work to make them ready for brewing."
Gil sighed a little more roughly, all but ignoring his loud cousin next to him, "whatever."
"I thought it might help," Kingo leaned blithely into Gil's personal space to get a peek at Thena. "I also suggested yoga to help clear her head, but all she wanted to do was lie around and wait for you."
Gil was already pulling Thena closer so he could carry her to the kitchen, "y'know, dude, I'd appreciate if you didn't do shirtless yoga with my fiance when I'm not around?"
"Who said it was shirtless?"
"I've never seen you do it with a shirt on," Gil shot back without hesitation. Kingo just snickered at his obvious annoyance (dick). Gil stood with Thena in his embrace, "I have something better."
"Something to put me out of my misery?"
"Something like that," he chuckled, kissing Thena's temple again just because he could. She was really funny, even if she didn't think so. "You know this is why I'm always on you about how much coffee you drink."
"Yes, yes," she managed to roll her eyes at him, although even doing that much seemed to reawaken her pain. She grimaced, "how long have you been waiting to bring that up?"
"Until I also had something to help."
"Gil, I--oh."
Ajak made room for them at the kitchen island so Gil could set Thena down in one of the plush bar seats.
"It's okay, mom, I found some," he sighed as he made sure Thena was settled. "Had to go all the way to that organic store where you fill up your own jars."
Damned retiree town and its hipster stores.
Thena forced her eyes open again, "what did you find?"
"Coffee."
Thena perked up like a dog offered a steak after being in the desert.
"I got the lightest roast they had," he held Thena's eyes, waving the jar of fresh grounds in his hand. She watched it, utterly entranced. "Just enough to keep the pain away, okay? This shit was still expensive, even as the cheapest stuff I could find."
Thena let out a faint laugh, in better spirits just at the promise of some relief. "Are you going to ween me off of it with this?"
Gil looked at her again as he set out the coffee grounds and french press he had to buy just to make coffee here. He could just tell her that he told her so and that this was probably for the best, to get her less dependant on caffeine to even function. But he sighed, "gently. I won't let you suffer if I can do anything to help."
Some colour returned to her cheeks, which was honestly more of a relief than anything.
"I'll make you just one cup to start, okay," he continued to speak softly, shaking out just enough grounds and then reaching for the kettle.
"Thank you, Gil."
He looked up, compelled by the gentle, almost musical tone in her voice. Some colour rose in his cheeks as well as he looked back down at his brewing, "anything."
"Hey."
Gil looked up once the grounds were starting to brew. Thena nodded him over to her, and he moved automatically, like a man possessed. Her knees made room for him and he had to stop himself from putting his hand on the other side of them reflexively.
Thena leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of his lips, just close enough to his cheek to be considered not actually 'kissing' him.
He blushed and his all his hair stood on end.
"You're a life saver," she said afterward, forcing a much lighter tone. She tucked some hair behind her ear and moved to watching the coffee brew. "Is it done yet?"
He had to laugh just a little. He gave above her knee - just at the hem of her skirt - a squeeze and moved away again, "will you just try having some patience?"
"You are not the one who has spent all morning with a jackhammer within your skull."
"If you took it even a little easy on the cold brew it probably wouldn't be so bad."
"I knew you were dying to tell me you told me so," Thena rolled her eyes.
Gil smiled; she didn't wince this time. He poured her cup, which really needed more time to brew than it had. Maybe he was just as impatient to cure her as she was. "Just put some shit in it to cover up the taste."
"Gladly," she sighed, although it was Gil who moved toward the fridge for said 'shit'.
They both completely forgot Ajak was still hovering at the edge of the kitchen.
#Thenamesh Proposal AU#let me tell you#I have experienced this#not with coffee but I used to drink green tea for literally any time I was thirsty#and the headache I got when it ran out during quarantine#I was utterly useless#and I just know that Thena is out here drinking nitro cold brew like it's water#she doesn't get jittery or anything#but she just needs a constant baseline of caffeine in her veins#Gil is very eager to ween her off of it#he'll make her just a small cup and put some non-dairy milk in it#maybe some honey or something for sweetner because Ajak is that mom with the all natural pantry#whatever it's just for her anyway#the kids all went out and found their own favourites to stock for their stay#Ajak returns to the living room#Sersi and Makkari ask how Thena is#Ajak and Kingo share a look and say that she's doing much better now
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percy new yorker jackson can't drive for shit but will lay on the horn
#percy jackson#pjo#that's my son#i must confess my dreams of driving look exactly like his driving#my license is utterly useless#vicki speaks
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#(YES I KNOW IT’S AYIN)#when they know!!! when everyone knows it’ll happen!!!#but they also know there’s absolutely nothing they can do to stop it!!! when it is a GIVEN#just looming over their heads constantly and all they can do is just try to put it out of their minds!!#when it is completely and utterly useless and all they can do is try to cope with that damning knowledge as best as they can!!!#peach rambles#hall of fame i guess
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meg my best friend meg!!!!
(click for better quality + prints here!)
#girlfriend meg is also applicable#i love her!!!!!!#i do have another meg painting that i’d been working on but i just can’t get it right#painting middle aged men is easy. i am soooo objective#but unfortunately when it comes to people i find waaaay so very beautiful ??? absolutely useless women lover moment#i could keep working on paintings until i’m 24 hours in and utterly unsatisfied#ANYWAY#MEG!!!!!!#spn#supernatural#meg masters#meg masters 2.0#spn fanart#supernatural fanart#meg masters fanart#my art
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I wrote this on twitter but I thought I'd put it here too, since I occasionally get asks on how I draw/any tips I might have. On twitter I also made the caveat that I don't feel I'm qualified to give anyone tips, LOL, but I was drawing today for an assignment and felt like this is worth noting to any beginner artists who have a tendency of clinging onto sketches that they feel like they finally got right! (A.K.A, a habit I still have years later HA!) This isn't so much of a tutorial as expressing my thought process in this discovery of how to draw more dynamic pieces. I found it to be satisfying on my end, seeing it unravel, so hopefully it can help someone who may be struggling with the same thing I am.
MAKING MORE DYNAMIC PIECES, A PERSONAL STUDY!:
I wasn't upset by this drawing, but I could tell there was something stagnant about it so I ended up pushing it and redrawing it a million times to see if I could somehow make it look more dynamic.
Here's one part of the timelapse - I'm clearly adamant on trying to make this pose/composition work but while the sketch itself may look better, the stagnation hasn't changed. Perhaps this works for some people, but anyone seeking a dynamic visual will be able to spot that this simply isn't working as anything more than a semi-decent anatomy study attempting to be applied.
I changed the position of both arms, I tried to play around with the angle of the head, I tried to just the hips forward more so that the spine had increased curvature, but the main issue, really, was that the initial composition lacked the dynamism in general. It prioritised dramaticism over dynamism. Both can exist in the same piece - it did not, in this one.
This was the new sketch I started with. Less rigid base to go off of. Just getting down the general shape I wanted to score - make the spine and tail take a sort of mid-whip path, shoulders hunched, hips cant forwards, as if he's curling in on himself. I think for a dynamic piece, it's more helpful that your initial sketch uses the body as a general marker as opposed to something to do lineart over (granted, I don't really do lineart anyway, my sketch is usually the extent of my "lineart", but since this is just looking at creating a more dynamic composition, I think it still applies!)
Here it's the same principle. For the left image (the legs) I've established where the knee of the right leg goes, and where the hip that precedes the left leg will sit. These are just base anatomical structures that help me figure out 1. Whether or not the mere idea of this composition will work, and 2. where I have to stop once I start drawing. For me, having some sort of limitation for the body helps me stay within range of proportionate anatomy (not that I particularly care for the anatomy to be realistic, just proportionate to the style I'm drawing in)
On the right image is also the same principle. Establishing the movement of the arm, the elbow/arm bend, and the hand. (If you see the full sketch before the two above, I established the hand in that one too - it really is helpful figuring out the placement of the hand ahead of time.) If it looks atrocious afterwards I always have the lasso tool/eraser to save me.
The new attempt brings me to this. While preference in art is subjective, I do think I'd be staying in SOME realm of objectivity when I say this is more dynamic than my initial sketch, LOL. Of course, lighting/rendering choices help push the composition a little more, but this achieves what I couldn't do with that first sketch. I had a general idea, but it's important to know when to let go of something that clearly isn't working.
Would love for anyone to add their own tips or ideas to this post - I'm not particularly known for dynamic pieces so I'm always looking to learn. This was a really valuable study for me so I wanted to share it, but everyone has their own method and what works for me may not work for the next person!
There's a few other asks that asked me for tips on general anatomy, and more specifically legs (oh dear god, I'M going to need to study for that before writing out any sort of resource guide for that, lol) that I hope to get around to doing in the near future. Thank you for your guys' vote of confidence, haha! ❤️
#nc111 tutorials and studies#sketch#art tips#art help#study#I had a lot of fun with this piece so while part of this was definitely to passively respond to my inbox requests#a big part was also just me wanting to talk about my brain expanding as I realised how to Push A Composition#I can't wait to try more things in the future to try and get more dynamic compositions#let me know if this was helpful let me know if it was utterly useless#I'm not a great teacher but I used to tutor my neighbours 7 year old daughter and she found my methods boring but hey she got better
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Here’s a little doodle dump of Tonis I put together because I love him
#Trigun#Tristamp#Trigun Stampede#Trigun Fanart#Rosa#Tonis#Zazie the Beast#Vash the Stampede#Mishmashed whatever info on him across Tri-canons I could get ahold of with some of my own hcs#So he’s interested in sporting short spiky hair with an undercut like his 98 and Trimax counterparts did because#Tristamp Vash sports short spiky hair with an undercut and he thinks he’s so cool and he wants to be just like him#He asks his mom to buy him a real gun only to be told no like his 98 and Trimax counterparts did but he’s also asking for one#just because he wants to be more helpful to his mom as she’s progressing through her pregnancy and his dad’s no longer#around because he kept being utterly useless around the house up until the day his mom finally kicked his lazy ass out#by bringing in more or much bigger wams he ever could with his net and cage#But his mom still doesn’t want to because she wants to keep him as far away from the violence prevalent across NML especially#at his age as possible seeing as she explicitly told him to scram before going after Vash along with the rest of the town for his bounty#in Tristamp unlike in 98’ and Trimax where even the kids took part in the chase#Not very good at writing dialogue so I thought maybe I could just draw the gist of it instead dunno how I did there but that’s#basically what’s going at the bottom left and upper right corners
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Hey I'm not making a habit of pointing out the wiki's lies or anything but
BUT
IT'S HIS HOUSE.
It's also his house in Deltarune btw
#screenshots#utterly useless max rambling#anyway papyrus is a homeowner#good for him#of course I understand why the wiki says its also his brothers house#but I'm going to ignore that
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Gideon the Ninth Reaction - Chapter 32
ok i was joking about the whole picking the lock thing but they’re actually doing it wow. i can foresee absolutely no way breaking the one rule you were given could possibly go wrong
oh now they’re doing the whole mind melding thing with Palamedes and Harrow. good thing he doesn’t have aphantasia i guess
‘that’s what she said’ Gideon is making shitty puns again, all is right with the world
each place they’ve uncovered, the facility then the study, now the tower seems to have been more and more in disarray and left in more of a hurry each time.
wait the skeletons are revenants?!? and of course, Harrow literally mentioned ages back about how impressed she was by them and that she couldn’t copy them.
not ghosts, not skeletons, but a secret third thing (ghost skeletons)
‘five hundred into fifty’ …no idea what that's about, but i do notice that the note says ‘Ask E.J.G’ - could the G stand for the Gideon mentioned on the piece of paper in the study?
oh and creepy old photo contains a picture of a young Teacher! this just got very The Shining
wait they’re all revenants?! including Teacher!! holy crap, i know i joked about him being an imposter but i did not see that coming
at least the fire alarm gave them enough time to exposit about revenants and find Teacher’s creepy photo before going off. i guess all the skeletons stopped working as soon as they opened the door then
rip salt and pepper priest not only were you never named you were dead all along. also Teacher said he had to go lock a door… that’s ominous as fuck
i feel very bad about leaving Dulcinea alone rn but it’s not like they have any other choice
the Second thought Teacher was the killer, attacked him, so Teacher killed the Second House with inhuman strength?!?! holy crap. i really thought he was a sweet old guy this whole time 😭😭
wow Harrow your bedside manner to the dying is just oh-so-comforting
and Teacher provides one last cryptic, unhelpful message that the Emperor is coming!! well he’s not going to be much of a non-entity now. this whole chapter was just insane from start to finish
‘nobody should ever have to watch their cavalier die’ what with this and the end of the last chapter where Harrow asked Gideon to outlast her … i am desperately hoping this is not more ominous foreshadowing 🙃
#lemon natalia reads the locked tomb#tlt#gideon the ninth#the locked tomb#the locked tomb liveblog#i have aphantasia and so would be utterly useless in palamedes place
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the constant's got talent (debatably)
#dontstarvetogether#dst#dst a little drama#dst spoilers#i picked up a pen (art)#yea#i would play don't starve if it was only the survivors doing performaces#i hope someone makes a mod that gives each survivor like. twelve unique performances#it would be utterly useless but it would mean so much to me
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the scene i find most relatable in all of the witcher saga is ciri in the korath desert, and idk what that says about me, but… probably nothing good 😅🙃
#i am emotionally connected to these events and her characterization during this chapter in ways i can’t even understand#this chapter is also probably singlehandedly why i think the witcher makes a brilliant YA series even if it’s not originally marketed as YA#ch 6 toc is excruciating but it is so cathartic and relieving to read :’(#because every young person has felt betrayed abandoned powerless and lost#ciri’s entire feeling beginning here which she recounts in ttos ch 1 to vysogota#that she felt so betrayed by the morals and goodness which geralt instilled in her because it was useless and did not save her#the whole series is about: if goodness does not save then what is the point of being good#and then when she goes insane from fire magic and shouts she’s going to make cabbages grow in the desert#this entire chapter is just what teenhood-young adulthood is like lmao#oscillating rapidly between ‘i am going to die here i am utterly powerless’ and ‘I CAN DO ANYTHING’#and her revenge fantasy exploding into killing everyone she loves because paranoia says they will also one day betray her#idk what else to say. really hit the nail on the head with ciri’s character. i understand now how she is the evil and geralt is the good#the elbow high diaries
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I reblogged something last night about how sometimes people ask a question that can easily be googled because they want a human connection more than they want the answer quickly.
I also wanted to add that another reason is simply that Google is now way more terrible than it used to be, and there's no guarantee that someone will get the same answers that you do in an identical Google search. In fact, I can guarantee you they won't, and the more politically disparate your views, the more likely they are to get the kind of results you don't want them to get.
That doesn't matter as much on things like 'what's the best vacuum cleaner' (in which case human recommendations are often more meaningful than a single Google search anyway). But it does matter a great deal on political subjects.
Once upon a time, Google gave everyone exactly the same results if they all used exactly the same search terms. That might be before the time of some of the people here. But either way, these days, that's not what Google does. It caters search results specifically to you based on the algorithms of what you buy, what you read, and what you spend the most time looking at.
If you're an academic type who enjoys researching thoroughly, you're more likely to see .edu sites and peer reviewed articles in your results than someone who likes the tabloids and implicitly trusts Fox News. If you want that person to have access to the same level of information you have, you can't assume Google will give it to them. You don't owe them labour, but if you want a person to have that information, you may have to give it to them, or teach them how to find it beyond a flippant 'Google it.'
Oh, and above all of that, Google privileges the search results of the companies that pay them the most money to be the top in their rankings.
At any rate, the phrase 'just Google it' isn't really useful anymore. If you don't have the energy to help someone, don't help them and walk away. If you don't have the energy to put up with trolling, don't dismiss them with verbiage that implies that it's wrong to ask for help, because trolls don't care, and the people who are genuinely curious will feel like it's wrong to ask for help.
Note: None of this applies to sealioning, which is a shitty practice. You can push sealions back into the ocean where they belong.
Note 2: Alternative search engines are great.
#personal#just thinking about the fact that#sometimes people want a human connection#and google is trash#I really miss the days when google gave you like#all the same results#so you could be like 'oh it's on page two'#now page two is so utterly useless#it's barely worth clicking through#anyway time for breakfast
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Having lots of hobbies is great! No matter how much you achieve in a day, you will always also have the Guilt of 'I should be doing Other Hobby' gnawing at your insides. :)
#I fixed the bike#went for a 30mile ride#washed my car for the first time in like 18 months lol#played some bg3 after 8 weeks no play because sick#tended my darling plant children#but i haven't touched my models and resin in 8 weeks#nor written much and now I'm like -_-#i also still have mod things to do for bg3 and I want to send off a test stl for friend to try printing of Zevlor#maybe I'm feeling guilty because I worked hard to stop with the bad habits but then it all slipped while I was sick#and now I'm on tumblr rambling in the tags to avoid having a shower#dios mio! i am known#text tag#the bike is running a LOT nicer than it used to now#it's on 2600 miles now and since the winter break it's been noticably better in 5th gear#when it was new you might as well just not touch 5th. it was utterly useless#now it seems to have finally settled tho that seems a little late#I really need to clean up the bike lube it and touch up the rust where powdercoating has crumbled#absolute pile of crap but it teaches you how to deal with shit tahts' for sure lol
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Sorry, I saw a post about Jurassic Park (one of my favourite movies of all time) and simply had to make this. It is such a good science film that manages to re-do Frankenstein but with dinosaurs (fucking awesome), because it encapsulates the pure excitement and amazement of seeing something you love come to life, hubris, and need to do things because we can, the scientific method, demonstrates the best things about scientists: we ask questions and we're thorough, and the worst thing about scientists: we ask questions and are thorough. It portrays our nerdiness, grant and funding despair, demonstrates the effect of corporate greed and bad actors, the "genie out of the bottle" issue, and how best intentions can fall apart. It gives you insight into the kinds of arguments that go on behind the scenes, the horror of finding out a colleague has already done something at a conference, and the issues with a lack of transparency in science. It's about how biology is far, far from a subject that's "all about memorization" and is ridiculously complex, particularly when you start messing with genes.
But it's also about dinosaurs and is fucking awesome.
#it's nothing that hasn't been said before#But I find the remakes and follow ups so utterly useless compared to HOW GOOD the first film was#I could wax poetic about this movie for DAYS. AND THE BOOK#I'm cutting myself off#this time#but you guys this film is so good#the soundtrack slaps#the jokes are good#action and special effects hold up#the lack of feathers don't#but come on#I'd get rid of the feathers too#not dc related#hideously personal#jurassic park
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I think a really gentle and loving kiss to her corpse would fix jimmy
#what are you talking about#no yeah i just think that even if she wasnt aware of it because. ykno. dead. there would be something there.#why are you talking about kissing corpses#its not ABOUT kissing corpses its about showing you love someone even when they are utterly and conpletely useless#right so-#and their grossest. and just generally forgiving them and caring for them even tho they messed up so so bad#whos kissing the corpse#...joel i thinks. i would say tango but when they were together. they died together. that was just how it wassss#tango could kiss jimmy in another series other than dl#yeah but i like keeping them mostly contained there. i dunno why.#hm.
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OKAY HERE IT IS, i’d love to hear more about her OCD maybe you could write about him watching her do her routines and genuinely being interested and asking her why she does it and how he can help? and yeah he hates seeing her struggle and it’s not nice to watch but he is just so fascinated by her mind and he truly wants to understand her thinking, maybe nothing too deep something quite light hearted still? like maybe she has to turn the light switch on and off a certain amount of times, or rearrange her bedside table multiple times and he just walks in the room completely unbothered and joins in and is like “okay, what are we doing?”
HERE YOU GOOOO!!!
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The plan was always to stop by Lucía's house to pick her up so they could have dinner together at a nice restaurant, but Harry doesn’t know if Lucía’s forgotten about, or if she’s just having one of those moments.
He walks into her bedroom expecting her to be fully dressed, sweeping some eyeliner onto her round eyes, but instead, she’s on the floor with what he suspects is her entire closet beside her. She’s calmly taking the tops off their hangers and then repositioning them in the opposite way. She lays the fixed clothing beside her before reaching for the next one.
Lucía stress shops a lot, so there are well over 50 articles of clothing on the floor right now.
Harry watches her for a while, leaning against the doorway. She could see him if she raises her head to the mirror across from her, but she’s so engrossed in what she’s doing, she doesn’t even look anywhere else. He crosses his arms and listens to her mutter something along the lines of “No, this isn’t right at all” as she fixes the hanger in the opposite direction, laying it down. “That’s better…”
He smiles. The urge to crush her to his chest suddenly takes him. He wants to make sure there’s no room between them. He’ll only let her go when she’s complaining about it, yelling, Let me go Harry! I get it, okay! I get it! No more! in between giggles. His fingers itch to grab her face and kiss her senseless. How many years has he known Lucía? And how is it that he still doesn’t know what’s going on inside her head? She would have a heart attack if she saw the state of his own closet right now. It’s actually why she’s been banned from coming to his house recently. It looks like a mess and he would prefer to not send his girlfriend into a downward spiral at the mere sight of it.
After watching her for some time, Harry makes himself known by stepping into the room and dropping a kiss to the top of her head. Her hair is wet, the curls well defined already. She glances at him when he kneels in front of her and takes a few hangers, shifting them over to claim them as his pile.
“Oh. Hi.” She looks at the clock.
“Hi back,” he replies.
“I’ll be done in a moment.”
“Take your time. I’ll help if that's okay with you?”
Sometimes she doesn’t want him helping her. Sometimes she does. Harry can usually tell by her frantic movements when she doesn’t want his assistance. But right now, she’s calm. She’s not shaking, and she's breathing fine.
“Yes,” she says. “Just be neat, please.”
He removes a few dresses off the hangers and fixes the hanger to face the right instead of the left when he puts the dress back on it. He tucks it to the side and then picks up another.
“What time do we have dinner?” she asks him. Good. She didn’t forget.
“In half an hour.”
“Oh, okay.”
He watches her continue rearranging the hangers. It takes some time, but they finally get through the chunk of clothing on the floor. He picks up his pile by the hangers and lays it on her well made bed. She does the same, standing in front of him. It’s not over though. Now it’s time to fix the order of the clothing.
He thinks that’s what she’s doing. He’s not actually entirely sure. She moves clothing left and right, making three separate piles. He stands back to let her work until he catches onto what she’s arranging the clothing for. Winter clothes. Summer clothes. In between season clothes.
He steps forward to help her. When he makes a mistake of putting a sweater in the winter pile, she gasps and grabs it, putting it in the in between pile. Harry softly apologizes and then continues. He does the easier ones. All her dresses and blouses are for the summer. She carries on with the other piles.
Once he’s sure he’s finished with the pile he’s unofficially named as his, he stands back and lets her finish up. She has a lot of winter clothing, he thinks to himself. Then he realizes that most of the clothing is his.
“You take so much from me, you thief. I ought to do something about it one day.”
Lucía tucks her hair behind her ear, bending down to remove a piece of lint on a sweatshirt. “You give me them and then don’t ask for them back. Is that really my fault?”
“I’m not so sure it’s my fault.”
“Then it’s not mine either,” she says, her eyes twinkling.
Now, she begins to tie the hoodie’s strings into perfect bows. Harry can’t help but smile, sitting on the bed’s corner, helping her tie them off. Somewhere around the seventh hoodie, he asks, “I’ve got to ask. What are we doing?”
Lucía’s brow is furrowed. “Fixing my closet.”
“Mhm. And just one follow up question – why are we doing this 15 minutes before our dinner reservations?”
“Can’t help it, that’s why.”
Harry finishes tying the string of a faded hoodie. “Got it.”
She’s tucking her hair behind her ears again, likely annoyed at the wet tendrils smacking her face every time she leans down to fix her clothing. Harry stands up when she’s on the final hoodie, walking around her. He waits for her to finish, and then he wraps his arms around her from behind, pinning her own arms down in the embrace.
“Harry–” she says, trying to reach the clothes with him latched onto her. “I need to finish.”
He tilts them to the side until her hair moves out of the way, neck exposed. Softly, he kisses the spot beneath her ear, tightening his grip until she squeaks. “Luce.”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s go now.”
“I know. But, um, we have to put these back in the closet.”
“And,” he murmurs, kissing her neck slowly as if he’s savoring it, “then we’ll be done?” He inhales, the scent of her shampoo driving him insane.
Lucía shivers, glancing over her shoulder at him. “I think so.”
He knocks his head against hers. “I never know what’s going on in your mind.”
“I don’t think I know either.”
He kisses her throat again before turning around with her still in his arms. He shuffles them to the mirror. Lucía rests her head on his shoulder, gasping when he gently bites down on her neck, his hands splayed over her torso, one under her breast, the other on her stomach.
Harry notices now that the circles under her eyes are dark. She may not have had a good night last night. He’ll make sure to fix that tonight.
He removes his lips, looking at her through the mirror. “Do you see it?”
He feels her throat work as she swallows. “See what?”
“How beautiful you are. Absolutely heartbreaking.”
“You just saw me fixing all my hangers to face one way like a lunatic and you’re calling me beautiful?”
Harry laughs softly, closing his eyes as he hugs her to his front tight. “In my books, you’ve never been more beautiful.” He turns his head to kiss her cheek a few times. “And I think I’ve seen you behave, er, like a lunatic, other times.”
“Which time are you referring to?”
“Oh, there's just so many, my love.”
“You’re so romantic.”
“Aren’t I?”
Harry picks his head up and looks at them through the mirror again. He removes one hand off her torso and holds her jaw instead, squeezing her cheeks together. “Can we go eat, please? I'm very hungry, and if I don’t eat soon, I will be the lunatic between us.”
She frowns. “We have to put the clothes away.” But Harry’s squeezing her face so tight, it comes out all jumbled. She breaks into laughter seconds before Harry does. He lets her go and heads straight for the clothes before her.
“What order?”
“Winter, fall and spring stuff together, and then summer.”
“Well, at least I got that right.”
“You do know me very well.”
“I’m a very attentive lover, as you already know.”
She smiles, watching him put all the clothing back, neat and perfect. He shuts her closet door and then raises an eyebrow at her.
“All done?”
She nods, cracking her knuckles over and over. “I would have liked to pass a lint roller over them all, but I can do that, um, later, I guess.” She nods again, but this time to herself. “Okay. Let’s go.”
Harry reaches for her hand as they’re heading out of the bedroom. He makes sure he’s the one turning the light off. He kisses her knuckles as an apology for her constant attack on them.
“Thank you for all that,” she whispers when he leans down to kiss her properly. Harry’s grinning into the kiss. When he pulls away, he quickly leans down and grabs her thighs, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieks and grabs his jacket, her hair falling all over her face.
She cries, “I hate when you do this! I’m going to fall!”
“No you’re not.” He carries her like that to the door. “You walk too slow,” he says, the smile still in his voice. “And I’m so hungry. Oh, watch your head, my love.”
#harry and lucía#i love when they're happy#harry styles fic#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles blurb#these tags are utterly useless i'm realizing now
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Okay so, I like that Professor Rumpel is both Rumpelstiltskin and the miller's daughter-turned-queen, and that her weapon invokes the spindlewheel from the tale, but the guessing of the name is so utterly lazy that I could chew glass
Spoilers for Before the Dawn btw
It literally comes out of nowhere. There is no buildup to the mystery of Professor Rumpel's name; she just randomly says at the start of the fight that if Fox, Neptune, or Yatsuhashi can guess her name that she'll let them go chase the Crown
It would have been so easy, too! Just have it be Rumpel's game whenever the students want something. Late to class and don't want extra homework as punishment? Guess her name and you're free. Got caught getting handsy in an inconvenient spot? Guess her name and she'll let you off with a warning. Hell, have some of the staff lean into it for comedy and comradery
This would naturally set up why Rumpel would offer an easy out to the fight and establish how steep a demand that is for our heroes. If no one's guessed her name in the many years she's been at Shade, what hope do they have of figuring it out in the next five minutes?
But, no. We get zero setup and the payoff doesn't even land! They guess her name and Rumpel attacks Neptune anyway. Right in front of the whole school, including Headmaster Theodore! In what world does that make sense? I get that she's desperate, but it feels contrived so Yastuhashi can do his thing and accidentally break the mind control
These books honestly read like a first draft of a story that really could've been something if more time and attention had been given. Rwby in a nutshell, eh?
#rwde#i am so glad that im using audiobooks and pdfs to read this shit#trees don't deserve this kind of punishment#another major gripe i have is how utterly useless theo is. he's written to be a 40yo frat boy that only pretends to know what hes doing#real 'how do you do fellow kids' energy#real swell to have your female deputy headmaster do all the real work while you goof off doing jack shit#hashtag feminism amiright ladies#seriously why are all the hms men w female second in commands (minus leo)? why not cut theo out and have rumple from the start?#it makes way more sense. gets rid of the bloat. and furthers the sense of danger bc that's a HEADMASTER. the best of the best!!#and it would eliminate my frustration of theo not acknowledging his 2nd is acting off. dude has 0 perception. useless knob#hell it could add some foreshadowing too! have some of the other staff comment the hm hasnt been the same since the wasteland!#they could write her uncharacteristic harshness towards the students as a trauma response to that mission#which AGAIN heightens the sense of danger when coco and her lot get sent on an extended mission there#god just let me edit your shit crwby!!! i could hammer out a coherent volume script in like two days just gimme a chance!!!
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