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magidoggie · 5 months

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A LOOK INTO SHI/HIR PRONOUNS AND THEIR ORIGINS

So I’ve seen people claim that shi/hir pronouns are intersex exclusive (mostly intersex people), and others say they aren’t (mostly non-intersex people)

As an intersex person, I've been confused about this for a while, so I decided to look into it

THIS POST WILL CONTAIN NSFW TOPICS, FURRIES, TALKS OF FETISHIZATION OF INTERSEX BODIES, AND INTERSEX SLURS!

Most of the users of these pronouns seem to be non-intersex people, but there are also intersex people who use them.

I've seen a decent amount of intersex people say that shi/hir pronouns are only ours to use, as they were used against us (like a shortened version of he-she). This would make them basically slurs that only we can reclaim.

I've even seen some claims that Geoffrey Chaucer himself coined these words?? (The chaucer thing, I haven't been able to find a source for. Even so, it is most likely just an old spelling of "she/her")

I’ve seen people say it originated on 4chan. It'd be hard to verify, as 4chan is known for not keeping threads up for long. There are 4chan archives, but I've tried my hardest to look for any combinations of things like "shi" and different terms that could work with it like "intersex" "freak" or "hermaphrodite" . I don't doubt it's been used on 4chan, but I can't find much, and archival sites don't go back far enough.

Regardless, the pronouns seem quite old. One thing I did find under the search of ""4chan" shi hir" on Google, was a.. descriptive post on a furry porn website called e621.net

Okay, 13 years ago, that's a start. It certainly contains the word "herm" (short for hermaphrodite), and the word intersex used with this pronoun.

Godspeed TheShadowfox42 I hope you found the image.

Using Google's "Before:(date)" feature, I searched "shi herm before:2010", and unsurprisingly, I found a lot of furry porn.

Stories on sofurry.com, a furry website that looks to be from at least 2007, if not older. I'll spare you the details, but indeed, there, they use shi/hir pronouns for their "herm" characters. Did these pronouns originate from.. furries?? I put that though aside for now, to look further into other uses.

As it turns out, the journey does not end at 2007. Urban dictionary has an entry from 2003

No slurs here, it looks like a neutral usage. Again, going back to Google. Now, search terms "hir "gender neutral" before:2004"

Many results show up now, now articles rather than furries. American.edu (seems to be a university), Swarthmore.edu (this is a college), both from 2001. jstor.org with a journal article from 1999. Unfortunately I can't read that one, as I have to pay a whole $63 to purchase it. I even found a PDF file from 1994 by core.ac.uk

But, what I've realized now is this is not usage of shi/hir pronouns. All of these use Ze/hir pronouns. I don't know if there is any link, but the last pronoun looking the same must've obscured the results.

From the american.edu article on these pronouns. You can see the usage of "hir" alongside "ze", and below it, the usage of ze/zir pronouns, which seem to be used more today.

Shit.. Doing the search all over again with the pronoun "shi" yields.. very few results apart from people talking about Chinese words.

Wait what about those furries from earlier? The tvtropes.org article does include this:

Chakona space? Chakats? Pronouns he came up with? Admittedly I kept seeing these centaur feline hybrid characters come up quite consistently during this dive, but I had to look into it further.

Oh buddy what did I get myself into. This is from 2001 best I can tell, so we're getting quite old here. I scroll down on the page.

And lower down.

Now this is all very interesting speculative biology, but what I'm focusing on is again, the usage of "hermaphrodite" together with the pronouns "shi/hir". Did a furry artist named Bernard Doove come up with these pronouns.

It gets yet older.. New search, "chakats "shi" before:2001"

Again, Bernard Doove's art from 2000, 1999, 1998,

I find a website called yerf.metafur.org It has furry art, dating all the way back to the mid 1990's, but here, on December 23 1998, is the first appearance of these pronouns on that site.

This Bernard Doove person has been at this project, with these pronouns for a while.

From what I can tell, many of his art pieces, they seem to be quite sexual beings. Quite fetishistic of hermaphroditism at times. (or intersexuality, take your pick)

The other thing I found with my search was a website, furry.org.au/bosshoss/

My search says it's from September 14 1998.

That's certainly some information, but it might come in handy. So Chakat Goldfur provided this website? Who is that? Looking into it, that seems to be a character created by Bernard Doove, that acts as an alter ego. Further down, the person running this website lists some other websites they enjoy. One being "Proxima Centauri", which seems to be another furry artist.

"I met this one at ConFURence 8. Very interesting. (Did I mention shi is a hermaphrodite uni-centaur?)"

(For context, ConFURence is a furry convention held in 1997)

Again, the usage of hermaphrodite, and the pronoun shi. At this point, the website being linked to is long gone, but the wayback machine provides help. The website, http://www.spots.ab.ca/~unicorn/main.htm has been captured all the way back to October 8th 1997.

At this time, the website was under construction. No images are willing to load and haven't been archived, but the description is intact.

So this person uses shi/hir pronouns for their hermaphroditic character all the way back in 1997. There are links to other places where this person used to host their works, but they are all down and haven't been archived. The thread is running thin..

Back to Bernard Doove, the Chakat creator. There must be something more to this. Turns out, there was. On the "yerf" website, I actually found several art pieces that were not picked up by Google.

Febuary 22 1997. Getting yet older. In some art pieces, Bernard references "Forest Tale" and "forest tales", so I went looking for whatever that was.

1995?? you've got to be kidding. It's an adult story involving these "chakat" beings, and sure enough, down the page

Shi/hir pronouns used over and over again.

With the use of hermaphrodite.

But.. This is kind of where it ends. I couldn't seem to find anything older, and I'm not going to contact Bernard Doove over this. Even something as old as 29 years is impressive to me. Bernard Doove states his characters were inspired by other furry artists' creatures of the time, but since it's 1995, there isn't much left for me to find here. Anything before that time is probably lost.

With all the information I have been able to gather, it looks to shi/hir pronouns were created by Bernard Doove who is a furry author and artist. Shi/hir were made to be a midway between "she" and "him" in some way, to be a gender neutral word for hermaphroditic genetically modified beings called "chakats" in his stories. As an intersex person myself, I don't enjoy the use of "hermaphrodite" in such a way, as it's a slur for us. But these types of characters also seem to be very old, and we, and our struggles, were completely unknown to the vast majority of people, even moreso than nowadays.

If you use those pronouns for an intersex person who doesn't use them, it is indeed intersexist, as you are implying we are hermaphrodites.

But as for whether only intersex people can use them? I'm not sure. The original intent doesn't seem be directly linked to intersex people. You could argue that these hermaphroditic characters are fetishized versions of how many people see us, and have seen us for a long time. Afterall, hermaphrodite was, and still is, a common slur for us.

I don't doubt some people have used these pronouns as slurs against us as well, but I also haven't found anything specifically that supports that. It always seemed to be for specific fictional characters that COULD be based off specific intersex attributes

I'm not going to argue one way or the other. This was just me trying to find what I could about these pronouns and their history. Just be mindful of how you use these pronouns, and the connections they have to fetishes revolving around the common misinterpretation of intersex bodies (as in, "having both parts")

Thank you for reading.

I hope you learned something. I know I did, and I now have a headache.

#shi/hir #pronouns #history #internet #intersex #fetishization #furry #queer history #doggie barks

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quartergremlin · 6 months

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The Legacy of Genius Built Industries: Exclusive Interview with Othello Von Ryan

transcript and process under the cut

Year after year, Genius Built Industries captures the world's attention as they roll out neigh-fantastical devices and systems dedicated to making all our lives a little bit better.

This time, instead of an industry-shaking tech development, the thing that has eyes turning towards GBI is a personal change: the first public appearance of real-life giant and part-time superhero Othello Von Ryan's children.

I've been invited back into Von Ryan's lab for and exclusive interview with their small family.

Von Ryan's personal lab is just as i remember it - perfectly organized and violently purple - but now it's a little more crowded.

For now, Von Ryan has put away the projects to give their attention to their equally purple children.

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. - just as tall as Von Ryan themself - leans away from his insistent parent, armed with a spray bottle and a cloth and attempting to wipe down the screen that makes up the bottom half of his face. On Von Ryan's other side, P.S.D.D. kicks zir legs and laughs at zir brother.

This doesn't last long, as zir eye is next. When they're done, both teens are shiny and irritated.

And yes, Othello Von Ryan's children do - to the best of my knowledge - seem to be hyper-intelligent robots.

Johnson:

I know you hate beating around the bush, so I'm just going to say it: your kids are androids.

Othello Von Ryan:

Friendly laugh. It would seem so.

You must admit, it's a little surprising, especially considering your previous comments on artificial intelligence. That, and your history of forging your own path against the usual hype-based trends of the tech industry.

(S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. and P.S.D.D. both seem to cringe at the comparison. Von Ryan quite literally turns their nose up.)

OVR:

Scoff! My children are nothing like what my competitors would call "artificial intelligence"! Their version is nothing more than an overhyped word scrambler with illusions of grandeur! A parrot residing within a thin-walled apartment complex could do a better job.

Additionally, I created Shelly and D.D. when I was in my teens. The "tech industry" is stuck chasing my tail, as always.

Really? That long ago? A.I. as we know it today was only just gaining popularity! Why not re-create a version for the consumer market?

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.:

We were accidents.

OVR:

(Very clearly embarrassed)

No, that doesn't sound like me.

I was a glorified roomba, Pops.

OVR:

You could do much more than a mere roomba!

P.S.D.D:

I was a bed!

#quarterdraws #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise donnie #rise sheeldon #rise psdd #magazine #mock up #i had so much heckin fun with this one #i was originally going to my the exclusive illustration #but then it was /too good/ you feel #so it became early access and i made another one

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d3adbr3inc3lls · 5 months

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Amethio x RVT!Reader

He didn’t know you were part of the RVT at first, mostly because you were making sure the pokemon were okay whilst he, Zir and Conia were attacking the ship, or doing other things that didn’t include battling

The two of you met when you were buying groceries and he was trying to get more clues about the black Rayquaza.

You’ve heard Friede and Roy talking about the Explorers, but you never thought much of it, just another criminal organisation that would probably be caught soon like the other regional teams.

You told Amethio what little you knew about the black Rayquaza, it couldn’t hurt telling a stranger who was also interested in the unnatural coloured Rayquaza the information.

The first time he saw you with the RVT he was shocked. He’d never expect you to work with them, and vice versa, you were shocked that he was part of a criminal organisation. Amethio seemed like such a nice person.

It’d be a lie to say that he still thought highly of you after finding out that you were part of the RVT. He felt so many things. He felt betrayed, mostly as a result of his rivalry with the RVT.

If you and Amethio exchanged numbers, he’d grow more distant and take hours, sometimes even days to reply, despite him replying relatively quickly before finding out you were part of the RVT.

If the two teams battle, he’d target you because he feels so hurt. He knows it isn’t a good thing to take out his emotions on you, the one who unintentionally hurt him, but he can’t help it. He wants you to know what he feels.

If the two of you ever get on speaking terms again, he’ll attack you in battle less, often telling Zir or Conia to go for you whilst he deals with someone else. More specifically Friede. Amethio has a one sided rivalry with the man.

The two of you would later get closer, but Amethio will keep the relationship hidden as he doesn’t know what Hamber or Gibeon would say if he were to date a member of the team he was actively fighting against.

If Sango finds out, Amethio knows he’s as good as dead. She’d tell the other Explorers about it and who knows what they’ll do. Spinel especially who seems to hate him, so he’d strongly advise you to not go anywhere near a pink haired girl that talks in 3rd person.

—

One shot with no real end as I didn’t know how to end it, but decided to keep it incase anyone wanted to read it, but be warned, it’s unfinished and is somewhat angsty,

—

“So you’re really with them?” His voice made you feel cold. As if you were a kid and he was a parent who was disappointed.

The tension only grew as you tried to think of a response.

“I didn’t know-“ Your mouth felt dry as you responded, attempting to think of anything to lighten the situation but ultimately failing.

“Don’t lie to me.” Amethio hissed. You could almost hear the hostility and anger shine through his voice. Almost.

Sighing, you lean back onto your bed. Your partner pokemon glanced at you with concern, wondering what was happening as they’ve never seen you this defeated. Giving them a comforting nod you reach a hand out to pet the ‘mon in an attempt to calm down, wondering how you’d get out of this situation and keep what the two of you have.

On the other hand, Amethio is pacing around the room he sleeps in whilst Conia anxiously looks at him, she has never seen her boss acting like this before as he waited for your response. Even Ceruledge knew that something was up by the way Amethio’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed as he paced the room.

He had never let anyone get close to him, so it was a first, but also a first for someone to be in the team he constantly fought against. Everything was so new to him. It was unnatural.

“Well?” He asked, waiting for your response. He hasn’t known you for long, so he doesn’t know what to expect from you, unlike the other admins whose responses he can easily predict.

#Pokemon x reader #Amethio x reader #headcannons #my work #Amethio #amethio pokemon

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goldenboybridgers · 27 days

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•¨•.¸¸☆*･ﾟstarter for @gollldrush 8 years after the break-up ﾟ･☆¸¸.•¨*•

Aurelius Bridgers. A name that hadn't been in the media for years now--almost all but forgotten by anyone who hadn't cared enough to follow his paper trail. His music still went down with some major hits, but as for him? He was left as a rumour blown away with the wind. Some said he got clean after the drug scandal, others said he was abusing his string of girlfriends that followed his big breakup 8 years ago, and even still others started to wonder if he was ever going to come back to the music industry. Oh how people begged him to come back, how his manager begged him to come back...A legend suddenly just gone.

Ze's sat at the corner of the coffee shop, a pair of shades and a baseball cap shadowing zir features--not that anyone would recognize zem. Ze lived in an entirely different town now, far away from the bustle of the city. Even this café was over an hour away from zir little farm out in the middle of nowhere. The perfect place to hide. To heal.

Fingertips tap idly against the cup of coffee in front of zem, staring down at the latte art, untouched. Ze swallowed hard, starting to get anxious for Leo's arrival. Ze had contacted her out of the blue, convinced her to grab a coffee--somewhere close enough that she wouldn't have to go too out of her way. He didn't mind going out of his own way. Hell, everything was out of the way for him these days. He barely ever left home.

Golden eyes flickered up to look out the window, to check the clock on the wall, zir leg bouncing under the table. Zir coffee was starting to go cold. Where was she? Maybe he was being stood up... He really wouldn't blame her, if so. He'd been shocked she had agreed to come see him again at all. He's jumping at every sound of the door opening until, finally...

He pushes back his chair, standing to his feet when he sees her at the door. A warm smile, giving a wave so she can see where he's sat.

#gollldrush #it's not the same as it was || future verse

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emeritus-fuckers · 2 months

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Could I maybe request some head cannons for the ghouls interacting with a small child that they have been asked to babysit? Maybe even Papa Copia’s? I’m in need for some fluff right now lol :)

Copia's ghouls babysitting his baby

Swiss

Swiss isn’t exactly the ghoul you choose to watch a baby.

Swiss is best with young children that need tiring out. You come back to sleepy ghoul and sleeping child.

Copia hands him the baby? Well…

Eventually, he comes back to the staring contest of the century.

Baby vs Swiss. No sign of who’s going to win.

Surprisingly though, all the care is actually done pretty well. It’s just…staring at Copia’s baby now.

Sodo

It's absolutely hilarious to witness because both Mister Sodomizer and the baby will be confused the moment the child is handed to him.

They both just stare at each other in complete shock.

Eventually, thee baby melts against him because he's warm.

And once he's done with the initial paralysis, he slowly starts to hold the baby closer.

They become cuddle buddies.

The baby is sorta treated like a cat, in the way that Sodo will not get up if the baby is on him.

And once he's carrying the baby, he's cradling them like the most precious thing.

Rain

Rain is great with kids, very motherly and gentle.

Will make sure that baby is safe, well taken care of and as happy as she can get them

Ve will absolutely have the room set up to meet any and all needs as quickly as possible.

Might accidentally bore the baby, would benefit from help from Swiss or sunshine.

However the baby will be sleeping peacefully on his chest, enjoying the comfy spot to nap.

Second best choice for looking after the baby.

Aether

That kid is thrown around so much it's a miracle all the food stayed inside the baby.

He's definitely fun for the baby. Just like Swiss, good for wearing the kid out.

He comes up with the most fun and creative things to do with the child.

Honestly, Aether might just be the favorite uncle with all the running and jumping around as he holds the baby securely in his arms.

They eat banana-flavored baby food squeeze pouches together. (i have no idea what these are called, this is the best i found.)

All kids love him.

Phantom

Is the baby. This is the child they’re babysitting.

Mountain

He worries the most.

He would rather be sent back to the pits then not take the absolute best care of this child. He makes sure that they're happy and very comfortable.

Makes sure that the child is nothing but happy giggles and peaceful naps.

He is very good at keeping the kid calm, its just his energy, honestly.

Keeps the kid close, and will mostly just make his nest and flop down (softly) with the baby and take a nice long nap.

All the hugs and naps.

Cirrus

She's incredibly good at making the baby laugh.

Bounces the baby around and makes silly faces at them.

Her and Aether are the absolute best combo for a fun day with the baby.

And if you combine zir with Cumulus? You could leave the baby with them for days and come back to the happiest child alive.

Honestly, she could absolutely be a kindergarten teacher or a nursery caretker. Kids love zir.

Cumulus

Naturally very motherly and nurturing.

Probably the most responsible choice.

Also, she can let the baby nurse on her if needed.

(I want to nurse on her so fucking bad.)

Sings the best lullabies, the baby falls asleep so easy it seems unreal.

The baby just feels very safe and happy with her.

Sunshine

Much like Swiss, is not the first choice to leave with a baby.

She is full of energy and much better at just a temporary playmate.

She will play peekaboo, patty cake and rocket ship for hours to entertain the child.

Dancing fruit baby sensory videos? She will stare at them too for hours and hours.

Is just the chaotic playmate summoned to entertain the baby.

That may also teach them to bite as a form of love.

Aurora

Gushes. Fawns. Loses it.

Keep in mind, she hasn't been around for long.

Which means fae didn't get to see too many babies.

But once fae sees them, she absolutely loves them.

They think babies are absolutely adorable, but she spends most of faer time with the baby on just watching, waiting for the small human to do something cute.

Gushes about the baby to everyone who will listen.

Swiss, Rain, Phantom and Sunshine written by Death.

Sodo, Aether, Cirrus, Cumulus and Aurora written by Nosferatu.

Mountain written by Zenith/Jasper.

Taglist: @charlie-is-a-menace @copias-fluffy-asscheeks @randodummy @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @calliedion-dungeon @randominstake @callmeicaro @thecuriouss @nuntia @dio-niisio @ethereal-maniac @mamacarlyle @mybotanicaldemise @igodownjustlikeholymary @natoncesaid @bloodmoon-bites @plaquerat

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artzychic27 · 5 months

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Maybe the Akuma, Science, Recess, and Theater class/kids should have a “We Gotta Get Rid of Marinette or Send Her To Therapy” meeting

Mason: I would like to call this “Ranting about Marinette/Ladybug” meeting to order. Now, let us read the minutes. Dot?

Dot: ‘October 15th, 4:12pm, Brecken aired his grievances, stating, “Marinette Dupain-Cheng is a no-good-”

Kim: Can we just loudly complain?

Mason: Hmm… I don’t see why not. Proceed.

Rose: MARINETTE TOOK MY HAMSTER PLUSHIE!

Eri: She ruined my gown!

Genevieve: My singing voice is atrocious because of her!

Denise: I’m just supposed to let some creep pummel me into the dirt and wait for that bug to show up five minutes later?! Hell no!

Nino: I can’t believe I ever had a crush on that girl!

Nathaniel: I know! What were we thinking?!

Spinelli: That little fox ruined some of my best work! I spent hours on that mural! Do you know how hard working with chalk is?!

Reshma: I couldn’t make any new friends because of her!

Marc: If she ever gives you guys dating advice, just walk away!

Austin T: I NEVER hit Jean! What the hell is Ladybug’s problem?!

Soo-Yeon: Candance and I were in surgery because of that chick!

Kim: Ladybug?

Candance: No, Marinette.

Alya: That girl is getting to be way too much! Being her friend is like a full-time job without the pay! I could be rolling in cash!

DJ: Then, it’s decided. We take Marinette down, then Ladybug.

Cosette: How?

DJ: I have no clue.

Lotta: Well, it’s gotta be done now! We’ve all seen just how far Marinette will go to get rid of anyone Adrien so much as smiles at!

Rochelle: … Well…

Austin B: Oh, I know that look. Spill.

Rochelle: I mean, we could all put our skills to use. It’s one against… What, like thirty? Thirty-five? You get the idea. What do we have to be afraid of? Several of us come from influential families, and I’m looking at a few people who could easily hack into the government. Do you all see where I’m headed?

Austin Q: Oh, my God, we’re dumb!

Gia: We could have stood together as a united front this entire time!

Victoria: Rochelle, honey, you sit next to me, and I mean forever. Where do we start?

Rochelle: Alya, you’re still close to Marinette, right?

Alya: It’s a one-sided closeness.

Rochelle: Good enough. Gather any evidence of her misdeeds. “Accidentally” record her talking about her plans to sabotage some poor girl who shows an interest in Adrien. Mason, I know very well that your personal files on the students are more secure than the NSA’s.

Mason: *Blushes* Well, I guess.

Rochelle: Anything we pick up goes to you until it’s time for the grand reveal.

Ivan: That takes care of Marinette, but what about Ladybug?

Rochelle: If I’m correct, I’m sure we won’t have to worry about her.

Alix: Cryptic much?

Rochelle: Very much, yes. But, trust me. All our problems will soon be resolved.

Austin A: *To Austin B* I can see why you like hanging out with zir.

@msweebyness @imsparky2002

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #theater kids #science kids #recess class #akuma class #answered ask #ask me stuff #mlb au #mlb ocs #Marinette dupain-cheng bashing #Marinette salt #Marinette bashing

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artemiscrocksgf · 2 years

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you vex me II (aemond targaryen x fem!reader)

this is part two, you can read the first one here or it can be read as a standalone but i recommend reading the first

pairing: aemond targaryen x velaryon fem!reader

warning: angst , pining, angst to smut, enemies to lovers ?? , incest (uncle/niece) it's hotd duh. explicit, minors dni 18+, NSWF

word count: 2.9K

high valyrian words are translated

The sky is fragile, the sun above the tumultuous cloud tops the only brightness that shines through. “Lykiri!” [calm] you command in high valyrian, the bellows of your dragon’s roar echoing through the dragonpit grounds. Like your mother and previous ancestors, you were trained to ride dragon back at the age of six, gifted with a hatchling from the pits of Dragonstone. Ysera your dragon, her wings emerald green like the precious stone she was named after, and her claws and crest scales bright as pearlescent jade. Ysera’s deep green scales glistened from the light mist that fell from the clouds. “Lykiri Ysera,” the dragon’s leathery wings sprawled open as you stroke her neck, while the dragon keepers prepare her saddle.

“Princess, the weather has turned – you should ride on the morrow” the dragon keeper Elder advised, his hand clutching the shackles that tied around Ysera’s neck. You glance up at the sky hinted with silver black clouds that were gathering over Kings Landing.

“On the contrary, it is perfect weather,” you insisted, taking a deep breath through your nose as you let the scent of the sea and the rain fill your nostrils. “It is only a little rainfall and the misty dew that melts into my skin – it is truly an experience like no other Elder,” you marveled.

“I could not agree more,” a voice sharp as glass replies from behind you.

You could recognize that voice anywhere, “Why did you not warn me Ysera?” you whispered to your dragon before turning to see the Prince behind you. Aemond was dressed in his usual black attire, his hands adorned with leather gloves – the corners of his mouth lifting into a smirk as he notices you eyeing him from head to toe. Neither one of you has discussed the kiss that happened last week — it would be lying to say your mind did not wander to that moment in the wee hours of the night. Your body shudders.

You clear your throat, “Is vexing me at the Keep not enough? You must now follow me around Kings Landing?” you jest, adjusting your black and red cladded riding armor.

“Do not flatter yourself dear niece” Aemond’s shoulders bounce with a huff, as he lifts his hand to signal the dragon keepers to bring out Vhagar. “Perhaps Elder is right, you should not fly your … quaint dragon through this weather – much like her rider she is fragile,” he sneers. Ysera rumbles almost as if she understood his insults, you glare at him giving him the reaction he craved. You loathe admitting that you enjoyed the odd relationship you had with the Prince, built off hating one another. The hatred offered opportunities for blistering eye contact and tension that could be cut with his dagger. And despite the rage, he makes you feel you cannot help but think of him every second he is not with you. It infuriated you.

“Remind me, Prince, what was the name of your first… dragon?” you taunted while mounting Ysera. “Pink… Ah, pink dread! Much like its rider, it is a pig,” you snicker. You catch a glimpse of the anger in Aemond’s eye before you commanded Ysera to soar, “Sōvēs,”. You grin smugly at the Prince before Ysera ascends into the clouds, prowling the skies in ever-widening circles. Fanned by the strong winds your unbound hair cascades with the breeze. Green crests flashed along Ysera’s back as her silver-green wings beat against the gray sky. The beating of her wings flew through the veil of clouds, the raindrops dampening you as she soars above the cloud tops to the hidden sun. The beauty that lived beyond the clouds was endless. You gently close your eyes as Ysera glides gracefully through the open sky, when her thundering roar breaks your peace, “Skoros iksos ziry issa hāedar” [What is it, my girl?].

Vhagar’s wings erupt from behind the clouds, her bellows booming in the vast sky, and on her back the one-eyed Prince hoisting her saddle reins. “Thank you for warning me,” you say to Ysera, petting the top of her head as she ascends further up. Soaring like eagles, stooping like hawks, they circled each other – creating a choreograph of intertwining wings. Vhagar vanished into a bank of clouds, only to reappear an instant later. In awe, you watch Aemond’s long hair streaming silver behind him as he circles above the clouds. Fuck. He is insufferable. Yet everything about him was intoxicating.

“Naejot” [forward] you ordered, Ysera launching herself up towards Aemond, her wings buffeting the air as she flew around the large dragon. The dark clouds began to rain, the drops hitting your face and dampening your hair. You close your eyes letting the rainfall take you. Aemond watched you as you rode through the clouds, the mist bathing you in a wet sheen. Aemond’s breath was sucked right out of him – he wasn’t self-delusional to mistake the tightening of his muscles as anything other than desire. Seven Hells. He detests you. And yet he found himself unable to keep his lengths from you.

The torrent winds begin to pick up, the storm clouds rolling over the skies. The light mist was now a heavy downpour making it almost impossible to see ahead. “Princess?” you hear a shout in the sunless bank of clouds. He yells again, you notice a hint of concern in his voice.

Ysera roars as cracks of lightning surround you, “Lykiri, LYKIRI,”

“It is time we descend,” his voice getting drained from the deafening thunder. A nervousness lingers underneath his outward demeanor. A sudden bolt of lightning shattered the veil of black. His gaze locked on yours.

“Scared Aemond?”

“Jest all you want, but the cloudburst is coming and we need to take cover,” Aemond instructs, his hair completely drenched. “We are too far to make it back to the pit in time but we can make way to River Gate and wait out the clouds,”.

“I do not take orders from you,” scoffing, the rumbles of the thunder echo through your ears – the storm beginning to rage. Although you would never admit it aloud, Aemond was right.

“God! Must you be so fucking stubborn?” his eyebrows furrowed and jaw clenched. You stifle your laugh at his annoyance. You enjoy enraging him.

“If we must,” you reply. Ysera’s iridescent scales glisten in the darkened and ominous sky, you tail Vhagar as the dragons make a descent to land, the rain whipping down like crystal nails. Your hair slicked from the rain, strands stuck on your face as you dismount off Ysera, “Umbās'' [wait]. The rain has lost the ambient temperature of early fall, freezing and paling your skin on contact. You look up at the molten silver sky, the dark swirls covering every inch of the sky casting a dark shadow. Aemond silently walks towards an isolated barn on the outskirts of the trees that line River Gate. You follow.

The barn is empty, and the musk of hay and pine devours your nostrils as soon as you step under the shelter. The rain continues to pour, the drops hitting the oak creating a drumming against the roof – So much rain was falling that the sound blurred into one long, whirring noise. Aemond has still not spoken a word to you since landing. Which made the confinement even worse, you would much rather have him hurl snide remarks at you than complete quietness. He sat silently not acknowledging you as he fidgeted with his dagger. You pace back and forth, unable to stand still as you wait for the rain to cease.

“Would you stop your incessant walking,” Aemond says nonchalantly, his eye not meeting yours. His dagger danced between his slender fingers.

“Oh he finally talks... I thought you were half blind and going mute”

“This rain will not pass any time soon and I do not want to be here anymore than you do” his voice low. You drove Aemond crazy in more ways than one, being stuck in this barn with you was a nightmare – not only because you infuriate him like no other but because he could not keep pretending he did not desire you. Crave you.

Ever since that goddamn kiss.

You exhale through your nose as you take off your leather gloves, planting yourself on a hay barrow. You take your leather boots off, the sound of the material squelching.

“What are you doing?” his voice raises as he cocks his head at you.

“I would much prefer not dying from cold fever,” you remark, wringing out your drenched hair. “Although it does sound better than being here…” you mumble under your breath. You assumed Aemond heard you when you saw his head shake, the corners of his mouth quirking into a small smile. You lower your eyes as Aemond stands up, turning his slender back to you as he unbuttons his black outer coat. It was improper of you to stare as his soaked cotton undershirt clung to his wet body – outlining his lean shoulders perfectly.

Seven Hells.

You clear your throat as you feel a warm heat gathering in your cheeks, you unbutton your armored gown – your drenched undergown beginning to make you itch. Your hands reach around to the clasp by the nape of your neck. You mentally cuss your handmaidens as your fingers struggle to unclasp the button on your own. Your body jolts and his warm fingers slide down the back of your neck to the tender skin – unbuttoning your gown. “Here,” his raspy voice whispers into your ear as the gown drops to the ground.

“I did not need your assistance,” you say but your words end up breathy and weak. You turn to face him. He was close to you, you could feel the heat of his body and smell the dragon scent of him. It sent a trickle of shivers straight through you. You wholeheartedly disliked the Prince and yet you had the most absurd inclination to lean forward until the space between your bodies was squeezed into nothingness.

His eye lowers down to your mouth, that mouth that vexes him to no end with an endless stream of insults and snide comments. Despite all that, all he could think about were your lips on his. “Is that so?”

He lifts his hands brushing your wet hair away from your face, his fingers lingering by your cheek. The heat of his body seeped through your thin gown, he was so close you couldn’t tell where his breath ended and yours began. Aemond was going to stop right there and leave you bothered and breathless, to teach you a lesson but when there was barely an inch between your bodies, the pull grew too strong. Your breath quickens, your mind telling you to pull away but your body says otherwise.

“Mmhmm,” is all you could manage to say, his fingertips trailing along your cheek – torturing you. Suddenly his hands cupped the back of your head as his lips took yours in an explosion of desire and hatred. You moan against his mouth, taking advantage of your parted lips, Aemond slides his tongue between them. His hands still cupping the back of your head, he grabs a fistful of your damp hair pulling it back. Your head tilts back, exposing your neck – his eye darkens as his lips leave yours to taste the slightly salty skin of your neck.

Aemond pulls your hair a little harder, “You should learn to bite that tongue of yours…” His free hand grips your breast through the fabric. The pads of his fingertips rolling over your nipple. You suck in a shaky breath when he catches the bud between his forefinger and thumb, tweaking it sharply. Aemond releases your hair, the pressure of his grip still lingering. You could feel his stiff cock pressed against your body.

“Only when you learn to bite yours,” you tease, sliding your hand down his wet undershirt and over his trousers to palm at his cock. A sweet groan escapes his lips when you softly squeeze him. He abruptly stops your hand, lowering your back onto the damp ground. This moment could be stretched and savored, but when were things with Aemond ever savory. His hands tugged the rope on the thin fabric that covered your body with enough force to nearly tear the gown. Aemond grapples at his shirt, pulling the wet fabric over his head. Your core is already searing with heat as he lets his eye caress your exposed body, something so simple but so seductive. The gaze was heavy with lust. God. You want to feel him. Taste him. Fuck him.

Aemond lowers himself between your legs, his tongue darts over his lower lip hungrily. He pushes your thighs apart, gripping them down firmly – his other hand trailing above your center. “Still do not need my assistance, my love?” he murmurs. He smirks seeing the wetness of your core. You curse when you feel his thumb and forefinger softly part your soaking folds, circling your clit and down to rub your dripping entrance. They gently tease your clit, smearing your wetness around but not enough to give you the desire you crave. You bite back a groan as your hips grind into his fingers. You tense as the tips of his fingers press at your entrance, his slender digits slipping in all the way. He drew them back out, slick with your wetness – a roguish grin across his face as he thrust them back in, easing into a steady pace that makes everything ache with desire.

His hand dipped further into your cunt, sending a sharp edge of ecstasy through your core and down your spine. Aemond presses two fingers into your entrance, your walls clenching around his fingers as he thrusts roughly into your wet folds. Your body seizes up tight when all of a sudden he abruptly removes his hand from your soaking cunt. Leaving you on the edge of burning waves, a needy moan tears almost painfully from you.

“Tell me you need me,” he commands. Fucking Bastard. “Say it,” his fingers return to your throbbing core teasing the folds of your swollen lips but not enough to satisfy you. Fuck he’s going to be the death of you. Aemond’s fingers teased your clit, making you breathless as you begged. He knew even if you had not said it that the desire was mutual.

“Please Aemond,” you whine desperately, with a pleased grin, Aemond jolts his fingers back into you. His fingers curling into your cunt, nerves rubbed raw and still throbbing – deep inside your core, his finger brushes against the rough spot of nerves against your walls. Tilting his fingers into your cunt faster, you feel your muscles tense as the orgasm violently spills over. His free hand wraps around your thigh to hold you down, as he twists his fingers inside you. It’s all too much too quickly. Your ears ring, and waves of pleasure cascade through every nerve in your body. Your core pulses around Aemond’s fingers, eyes slamming shut until you shatter onto him – your mind folds as your orgasm cracks. You whine and push his hand because he’s still going, your clit burning from overstimulation.

“That is how you make me feel when you vex me,” he grunts, his hands now snaking their way to your neck. His grip tightens as he lowers himself to your lips, his mouth descends onto yours – his kiss hungry and full of lust. His hands worked the drawstrings of his trousers.

“Perhaps you need assistance,” you remark. His hands push down his black trousers, the thick swell of his cock throbs. There’s a wet smear as the head of his cock runs through your folds, slicking himself up with your arousal. With little warning, Aemond’s full-length slams into you with a devastating force – you moan into his shoulder as his angular face nest into your neck. You’ll feel him for days afterward as your walls clench inch after inch, a dull ache settling deep inside you. The rhythm of his hips is hard. Fast. Merciless. Aemond buries himself into your core, each stroke as rough and feral as the last. Your fingers tangle his silver hair, your nails raking down his back – leaving raised lines in his pale skin.

“Fuck,” he breathes. Aemond firmly grips your jaw, sliding his thumb past your lips – your tongue brushes over his finger. You pull his lips towards you, molding your mouth to his as your soft wet kisses morph into pricks of his teeth. His gaze locked on yours, as his length goes in you – you pull his head down once more you gently place kisses around his scar. His eye flutter shuts with every touch.

His thrust boils the shimming heat gathering in the pit of your core, electric heat blazing through each and every nerve. Your muscles tighten around him, making his cock throb as his thrusts create violent slaps. Aemond couldn’t hold back any longer. Hot spurts flood your insides, his eye squeezing shut as he buries his face into your shoulder. You clutch him tightly against your chest while he fills you.

He eventually pulls away, his gaze taking in every inch of your bare skin. With a cocky grin on his face, you knew he wouldn’t let this down. But neither would you. You knew he desired you as much as you desired him.

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #aemond one eye #aemond the kinslayer #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen imagine #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x fem!reader #aemond targaryen smut #aemond targaryen x y/n #hotd aemond #aemond fanfiction #aemond fic #aemond targaryen x targaryen reader #aemond targaryen x female reader #aemond Targaryen x velaryon reader

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hopepetal · 1 year

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Welcome to 5llsmp, an experimental hardcore series– gets smacked

Right! Us Tumblr folk decided to get together and play some good ol' fashioned third life! Just with four lives. And a Boogeyman. But no life trade function.

The colour system is as follows.

Four lives- dark blue 💙

Three lives- green 💚

Two lives- yellow 💛

One life- red ♥️

Every time after we have a session, the players send me summaries of what happened, and I write it all up in an official statement! Some people recorded, so be on the lookout for little clips here and there! The official tag for this smp is #5llsmp, so check that out for the artwork, fanfiction, and other posts about our little game!

Well then, without further ado...

Session One

Your players:

Stiff (any) @stiffyck

Bee (she/they) @applestruda

Jay (she/they) @happy-hermit

Chem (he/they/it) @chemdisaster

Star (they/zie) @scarring-lust (18+)

Ed (he/byte/chirp/gore) @frootyloopy

Space (he/xe) @space-apples

Phil (he/zir/ghost/it) @aresonist

Wilm (he/they) @whilmsy

Melou (he/they) @melouthechalk

Zera (they/he) That’s me!

Elle (she/her) @periwinklemoonlight

Brandy (any) @brandyy0moss

5ievel (any) @5-fievel

Moth (he/him) @evenmoreevil

Admins:

Console- Wren @wren-pineapples

Playing- Zera (me again!)

The session starts off with a bang (more like a vine boom)!

Stiff runs off with Bee and Phil to gather materials before eventually running into Moth in the mountains! They decide to base together, creating the Lads of the Valley! Stiff then goes looking for water and meets Zera, and they both get distracted and go mining together.

Space and Wilm meet at spawn and decide to stick together, watching Chem take the enchanter and run off! They run off to the desert where they meet Zera at night. Space unfortunately dies to a husk, becoming the first green name of the server! Wilm then leaves Zera and goes back to spawn to find Space!

Zera immediately runs off in a random direction alone, and manages to find a village. They get an iron sword from the blacksmith! They briefly meet with Space and Wilm before mining some iron and getting everything set. They meet with Stiff and give him a diamond! They find sculk with Stiff and start mining it, but fall into lava and die. They then meet with Jay and decide to team, becoming the Boatem Birdies.

Chem is the first to mine the surface iron and run off with the enchanter! The boogeyman is chosen, and it ends up being him! He tries to make a plan for killing someone, and lies when Zera briefly passes by and asks if he’s the boogeyman. At spawn, Chem kills Wilm in what is described as the “most pathetic chase scene ever” where Wilm begs Chem not to kill him and Chem says they will cry if they don’t get the kill. Chem then goes to find a cave, names it “the pits of depression and self-loathing”, and allows Star to use the enchanter for sugar cane.

Star goes on a lone adventure, taking care to slaughter every living creature they see, with a special vendetta against the donkeys. They find a mineshaft and an enchanted book! They find Chem in a ravine and they meet up with Brandy for a bit! Star then goes on a hunt for moss and nearly dies.

Elle, staying true to her adventure loving self, basically stays in a cave all session digging clay for bricks. This is because Elle wants to build a house to fight Bee in.

5ievel and Ed stick together, calling themselves the Iron Guys. They briefly met up with Wilm, Brandy, and Elle and mined for a bit. 5ievel died to a creeper before rejoining the group briefly before going to the nether. The Iron Guys decide to base underground!

Space has died two more times, becoming the first and only red of the server.

Meanwhile, the Lads of the Valley are trying to get goat horns, spending about fifteen minutes with varying amounts of success before killing most, if not all, of the goats. Stiff dies by getting shot by a skeleton, and chats with Wilm after respawning before rejoining the Lads of the Valley.

The Boatem Birdies make a mini boatem pole with only two boats, before beginning to make a tower base. They become frenemies with the Lads of the Valley and discuss how screwed they are if one of the Lads becomes the boogey next session. Moth puts up a cobblestone wall between the Boatem Birdies and the Lads’ property, which Jay and Zera later take down. The Boatem Birdies attempt to make a peace treaty with the Lads with flowers, but Phil and Moth burn the flowers while Bee accepts.

The session has ended!

Life count:

Stiff- 3

Bee- 4

Jay- 4

Chem- 4

Star- 4

Ed- 2

Space- 1

Phil- 3

Wilm- 3

Melou- 4

Zera- 3

Elle- 4

Brandy- 3

5ievel- 3

Moth- 4

#5llsmp #5llsmp official summary #5llsmp first session #life series

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shovelbug · 2 months

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I see your requests are open !!

Could you do an Amethio x Admin! Reader ,?

Like the reader is also part of the Explorers and is another admin, (I'm sure yk what I ment, but just wanted to clarify that,)

a/n: here you go! gonna combine these two reqs.

You've been an admin under Gibeon alongside Amethio for a while now.

While you know the morality of your job is… questionable, at best, you really felt that you had no other choice.

Your family had a habit of not being communicative. They weren't bad people, but they had a very hands-off approach.

Realizing this at a young age, you kinda… vanished without a trace.

Which you know is also bad and hypocritical! But, knowing how your family operates, it was the only way you could think to protect your little sister.

You still kept an eye on her from a distance where you could, wanting her to find her own independence while staying safe.

You knew that the pendant your grandmother had entrusted her with held some greater secret, and secrets like that tended to attract the wrong type of attention.

You hoped that in joining the Explorers, you could take over the pendant mission yourself, to preserve your baby sister's safety.

At least she had that Nyahoja of hers. It was a fickle little thing, but it cared about her, which eased your mind a little.

And for a while, it did seem like you were going to get the mission. You worked hard and were a strong trainer, and you being the one to approach her would make her much more likely to trust her and give it to you.

That's how you presented it to Gibeon, anyways.

It hurt your heart to do this to your sibling who you adored, especially after up and leaving seemingly out of nowhere. But it was better than the alternative.

And then Amethio got the mission.

Internally, you were freaking out. You had half the mind to bust into wherever in the world Gibeon was and give him a piece of your mind.

That would undo all your hard work up to this point, though, so you refrain.

Luckily enough for you though, your relationship with Amethio is much more amicable than that of the other Admins.

You were similar in age, and you never took unnecessary shots at him when the other Explorers were dog piling on him, even defending him at some points.

You were no saint, but you weren't a monster.

You had trained with him too, and that time together translated into you being a strong and efficient team, so you got assigned on missions together often. That strengthened your bond further.

Eventually, you pretty bluntly asked him out once you realized your feelings, never one to beat around the bush.

He accepted, which surprised both of you a little.

Your relationship is very much so on the down-low, though. You have no doubt that if word got out in the explorers it would be used against you.

Except for Zir and Conia. They both know, but only because you trust them to keep a secret.

It's an unconventional relationship, and you two take it slow and steady. You both are happy, though, so that's what matters.

You're more level-headed and tend to get straight to the point, so when Amethio tries to bottle things up or gets caught up in his mistakes you shut that down fast.

In turn, he'll often lend a listening ear to your troubles and go out of his way to do things for you (missions you don't like, grabbing some snack you mentioned craving, etc.)

Sometimes he's not the best with words or being affectionate, so he shows his care through actions most of all.

Back to the point, you're understandably distraught when Amethio gets the pendant mission instead of you. You're pacing around your quarters after the meeting when Amethio stops by.

He holds you close as you cling onto him, unsure what to say. He wishes he could fix this for you.

You can't be upset at him, not really. He's just as stuck in this position as you are.

Eventually, you pull away from him, rubbing at your face.

“Don't hurt her. Please.“

“I will make sure she is unharmed, I promise. You have my word.”

You nod, satisfied. You trust Amethio. He and his grunts seem to be the only other half decent people here.

Neither of you can begin to expect how things will unfold, but Liko does put up more of a fight than either of you expect, and Amethio returns to HQ empty-handed.

A part of you can't help feel a little (a lot) proud of how much your little sister has grown.

You review the footage of Liko's Nyahoja and her (frankly scarily) powerful Leafage.

Turning to your partner Pokemon, you hum, amused.

“This will be interesting, don't you think, Meowscarada?”

Your Magician Pokemon purrs in agreement.

#pokemon x reader #pokemon horizons x reader #amethio x reader #amethio x gender neutral reader #does this technically count as platonic liko x reader.#idk. i wont tag it

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trelinha9 · 2 months

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Every time I see a Friede x Amethio post, ten of my neurons die. I know these posts come from new fans who only watched the episodes released on Netflix (which goes up to 13 if I'm not mistaken), and he's only appeared in 6 episodes at this point (which is a crime against my mental health. What the hell is he doing in that time offscream? I WANT ANSWERS!!!) I remember in the first episodes of Horizontes, that Tumblr and AO3 were full of posts and fics about Friede x Amethio, and they disappeared over time as the episodes went on.

It's funny, because nowadays, almost a year after Horizons officially started, fans who watch the subtitled episodes are all worried about the mental health of this teenager and wondering why the heck they are in Exploradores, while the new fans are in the same boat as most of the old ones were and abandoned, shipping the poor guy with Friede.

I personally never shipped them because:

1: Amethio is, canonically, and confirmed by his original voice actor, a teenager (on bulbapedia it said he was between 13 and 19, but now they removed that part and only added the fact that he is a teenager, without mentioning a possible age) I headcanon him as 16, because, for me, it's the age that makes the most sense for his behavior and mannerisms, but that's just me. You can imagine him as 18 or 19 if that makes you feel more comfortable shipping him with Friede, but it doesn't change the fact that he's still a young and emotionally immature person, with no apparent emotional support base other than his Pokémon and his subordinates (Zir and Conia will get there someday, I know they will), while Friede is a fully grown adult, and clearly more mature than Amethio (there's even a line about it in episode 25). Friede had already been a Pokémon teacher for probably a reasonable amount of time when Liko was around 5 to 7 years old (we find out about this in episode 18), and honestly, Amethio doesn't look that much older than Liko. The clear age difference between them makes me uncomfortable. There are a lot of adults in the Horizons cast to be shipped with Friede, leave the traumatized teenager alone.

2: The way Friede, especially in the first arc, keeps teasing Amethio, even though he's clearly irritated and on edge, makes me want to punch him. I love Friede. But the way he interacts with Amethio, one minute he's having a good time taking care of Liko and Roy, and the next he's ready to annoy the shit out of a teenager make me so angry. I love this idea that Friede is a complete social disaster who doesn't really know how to pick up cues (scareing a deaf girl, for example, is definitely something he would do by accident 👀), but there's no way he can't see how negatively his actions and words affect Amethio. Amethio wants to prove himself. He wants to fulfill the mission ordered to him, and this idiot adult, in addition to getting in the way, bothers him every chance he gets (ep 5, ep 22 and ep 25 are the best examples). I'm amazed at how Friede either doesn't really realize the harm his actions cause to Amethio, or he does and simply decides to keep doing it.

This post may make it seem like I don't like Friede, which isn't true. I love Friede. I think he's a very funny character, but he also has a lot of flaws, and bullying a teenager is one of them.

I don't want to start fights about ships, because I'm not in Horizontes for the ships, but for the story and the characters. The only ship I really like is Friede with a certain Explorer who erased a child's memory (because for the love of god, they couldn't have made their battle in the last episode any less gay, could they) I don't want to offend anyone who ships Friede and Amethio, I just wanted to give my opinion on the matter and why I, with my interpretation of the story and characters, hate this ship. (Hate is a strong word, but I feel uncomfortable whenever I see this ship somewhere)

I'm really sorry if I offended anyone at any point in this post, I just don't like seeing a teenager and an adult being shiped.

#pokemon horizons #amethio #professor friede #pokemon friede #pokemon #Amethio is my favorite character he needs therapy not romance #I tried to avoid as many spoilers as possible here #I know that this new popularity of the ship comes from new fans #and I don't want to ruin their experience with the story #but be warned: episodes 22 and 25 have a lot of interactions that I consider problematic between Amethio and Friede #“you wanna play tag?” asks Friede to the teenager who wants to throw him into a wall #Dude who you think you are?#The Collector?#And his line in ep 25 is SO MUCH WORSE #WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT TO A TEENAGER MY MAN?#ARE TOU INSANE?#I have a lot of fun when these two interact #it's fun #when Friede isn't being an amoeba incapable of socialization that is

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teaktty · 1 month

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I'm on a badge making stall for IDAHOBIT, International Day Against LGBTQIA+ Discrimination (May 17). We're a youth focus community organisation.

I want to prepare a load of badge sized pride flags, and a load of pronouns, so queer people can make badges with their flags and pronouns, or whatever they want.

Could any of my mutuals or anyone offer suggestions for flags and/or pronouns I should include? I'd love it if everyone feels seen and included.

The flags I am already preparing are (in no particular order)-

demiromantic

lesbian

xenogender

agender

demisexual

pansexual

genderqueer

gay man

aroace

genderfaun

genderfae

genderfluid

aromantic

asexual

nonbinary

transgender

rainbow pride

demian

neptunic

I know I'm missing loads, any you think I really shouldn't miss?

And pronoun-wise, I'll have - they, them, she, her, he, him, xe, xem, fae, faer, it, its, ey, em, eir, thou, thee, ze, zir, hir, ae, aer.

Again, any I should include?

All feedback is very welcomed, and sincere apologies if I missed anything obvious.

Thanks SO much

#IDAHOBIT #international day against LGBTQIA+ discrimination #may 17 #lgbtqia+#queer #trans #enby #gay #lesbian #gender diversity #art #artist #various evidence #love #evidence #badges #pride flags #pronouns #neo pronouns

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gem-in-the-horizon · 6 months

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Amethio is just cold, tired and done with life. Fluff piece with Amethio and his found family subordinates

Series: Pokemon Horizons

Characters: Amethio, Zir, Conia, Spinel (Mentioned)

Problem is, the Explorers emergency bases aren’t exactly top notch. They mostly exist for brief respites during missions.

Case in point: the heating here is abysmal. The windows haven’t had upkeep in a while and he can feel particularly strong gusts of winds shake through the cabin. Even with two blankets layered on top of him, it’s impossible for him to keep still. He keeps tossing and turning, trying to find a position that will magically make him warmer.

His nose is cold again, so his sticks his head under the blankets and contemplates his life choices.

Amethio grumbles and pulls the blanket up farther. The bedding is soft, but he can’t get comfortable.

Their mission went fine, but the surprise snowstorm left Zir, Conia, and himself taking shelter in one of their bases rather than risking the flight back to their submarine. Problem is, the Explorers emergency bases aren’t exactly top notch. They mostly exist for brief respites during missions.

Case in point: the heating here is abysmal. Granted, the weather usually isn’t this bad, but the windows haven’t had upkeep in a while and he can feel particularly strong gusts of winds shake through the cabin. Even with two blankets layered on top of him, it’s impossible for him to keep still. He keeps tossing and turning, trying to find a position that will magically make him warmer.

He’s had trouble sleeping these last few weeks, so it’s not overly surprising that he’s restless. But he’d prefer to be restless and warm at the very least.

His nose is cold again, so his sticks his head under the blankets and contemplates his life choices. Neither of his pokemon are exactly good for keeping warm. Soublades is a fire type, but it’s sharp and pointy. Certainly a loyal partner in battle, but not ideal for keeping warm while bundled away during snowy weather. Corviknight is far too large to be inside, and it’s also bulky and jagged due to its steel typing.

He knows other pokemon are fairly good at keeping warm. Flareon is the first pokemon that comes to mind, though Spinel sleeps next to his Umbreon. Amethio still remembers stepping into the lab after Spinel had pulled an all nighter collecting data for a mission. He was passed out on the floor with Umbreon snuggled against his neck.

Amethio is pretty sure Spinel would kill him if he found out he saw that. Especially given what happened after Sango printed a bunch of photos of Spinel after he came back from a particularly windy mission. Personally, Amethio doesn’t get why he was so upset. His hair looks like he cut it himself with craft scissors anyway, how exactly does a bit of wind make it worse?

Speaking of wind, another gust cuts through the cabin. Amethio shudders. It’s getting humid underneath the blanket, so he begrudgingly sticks his head out. Without the blanket to muffle the sounds of the outside world, he can hear a kettle being set onto the stove in the other room. Maybe Conia is making tea? Do they have tea here? It might be hot chocolate.

A warm drink doesn’t really sound that appetizing to him right now, despite the cold weather.

But, he does get another idea. He might not have any pokemon to keep him warm, however-

He shuffles out of bed, dragging his blankets and pillow with him. He quietly walks into the kitchen. The smell of hot chocolate wafts through the air, but it makes him a little queasy right now. Conia is distracted looking for something in the cupboard. He pads through the kitchen, and into the hallway towards the other bedroom.

He hears Conia remove the kettle from the stove, oblivious. He’s always been pretty quiet when moving around, and she tends to get focused on what’s in front of her. This usually leads to either him accidentally scaring her, or having her accuse him of being able to teleport because she didn’t hear him walk by.

Regardless, he’s glad she didn’t spot him because he’s not really in the mood to talk.

He peers into the other bedroom. Zir is on the bed, half-leaning against the backboard and reading a book that’s probably been sitting in the cabin since the Explorers bought it.

It’s not too late to go back to his room and deal with the cold . . . just as he debates leaving, a full body shudder passes through and spurs him into motion. Nope, he can deal with it.

He quietly crosses the room and approaches the bed.

Please don’t say anything

Amethio puts his pillow next to him, causing Zir to look over from his book.

Please don’t say anything

He climbs onto the bed, and lays down with his back pressed against Zir’s side.

Please don’t say anything

He still has his blankets draped over him, so he chooses to hide his face in them rather than acknowledge he just walked into the room to steal Zir’s body heat without saying anything.

There’s a moment of pause where Amethio holds his breath, followed by some shuffling and the sound of the book being set on the side table. Oh no. Zir is going to ask him what’s wrong, or ask him to leave, or-

A hand rests on his head, then he feels fingers weave through his hair.

Oh. This is … actually pretty nice.

Amethio lets himself relax into the touch. It’s warmer in here, and the hand in his fair feels nice . . .

He yawns. It wouldn’t hurt to sleep for a little while. The snow isn’t supposed to let up until morning, anyway.

___

Conia carries the tray of hot cocoa towards Zir’s room. She hadn’t been able to find Amethio in the other bedroom.

“Zir, do you know where-” she cuts herself off at the sight in front of her. Zir silently puts a finger over his mouth to go shh. He’s got a dopey smile of his face, and she can’t blame him. Amethio is dead alseep next to him, curled up against his side. It’s quite an adorable sight, given how reserved Amethio usually is.

She steps out of the room to leave them be. She can always make more hot chocolate later.

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