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ikarakie · 1 year

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steve's favourite thing to do is interchange the names in songs with people's he knows. usually just as a bit of fun, like singing "gimme, gimme, gimme ro-bin after midnight!" to make her laugh in the car when she's had a bad morning. or, "i wish that i was dustin's girl!" in a horrific impression of suzie that makes the kid body slam him in retaliation.

so one day, when him and eddie are hanging out in his kitchen, amicably flitting around each other as they make food, he can't help himself. the drums start up from the radio in the corner and a smile spreads across his face, because he thought of this one weeks ago and has been dying to use it.

he whirls around and points at eddie, who's looked up at the sudden movement, with the business end of a wooden spoon. "oh, eddie you're so fine! you're so fine, you blow my mind! hey, eddie!" he takes a step forward, relishing in how munson's jaw drops to the floor. "hey, eddie!"

he does a sort of half shuffle, half dance around to eddie's other side, where he continues, jumping up and down and shaking his head back and forth with the beat, "oh, eddie you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind!" he gets up in eddie's space, to where they're practically nose to nose, "hey eddie!"

"oh my god, what is happening?" eddie asks, trying his hardest to suppress a grin. steve continues to dance and sing like an idiot, abandoning the spoon on the counter to grab both eddie's hands and pull his arms back and forth in an attempt to get him dancing too.

by the start of the first verse eddie is half-heartedly bouncing along, watching steve with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. he thinks he's fucking beautiful like this- big blinding smile, full of energy- and takes a second to ponder the turns his life has taken to bring him here, in this moment. where steve harrington is singing a cheesy, upbeat love song at him, having replaced the name in it for his.

steve cups eddie's hands together and uses them as a makeshift microphone, belting out the lyrics to the chorus as eddie giggles along in the background. "-oh, eddie! what a pity, you don't understand," puts his best pouty face and places eddie's hand on his chest, over his heart. eddie's eyes widen. "you take me by the heart when you take me by the hand! oh, eddie, you're so pretty," really fucking emphasises the word pretty. because, damn. "why can't you understand? it's guys like you, eddie!" grabs him by the shoulders and rocks them both back and forth with each word. eddie's hand drops from his chest to circle around his waist, seemingly out of instinct, and fuck, he liked that.

eddie was staring at him now, sparkly eyed and hopeful. steve clasped his hands together at the base of eddie's neck, as he sung, a little less overzealous now, "oh, what you do, eddie, do eddie," as the gap between them got less and less. steve had to work to bite down the grin on his face.

"don't break my heart, eddie." he said, barely loud enough for them to hear over the music. eddie grinned, pressing their lips together as the chorus ended.

it was objectively bad, with the way they both smiled and giggled through the whole fucking thing, but god, who cares. to them, in that exact moment, it was the best damn kiss either of them had ever had.

until, that is, when eddie pulls back (very fucking regretfully) and realises something.

"we did not just have our first kiss to 'hey, mickey!' by toni basil." he whispers, in genuine horror. steve throws his head back with such bright laughter, still pressed against him, that it almost makes it worth it.

keyword almost, because then the menace leans back in, all coy, and replies, "i'm never, ever letting you forget it."

#steve plays the song at their wedding AND sings the eddie rendition into his ear #eddie cries like a baby #stranger things #prompt #steve harrington #imagine #steddie #stranger things prompt #eddie munson #steddie prompt #steve and eddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steve x eddie #steddie headcanon #steddie hc #steddie fluff

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thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels · 6 months

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this goodness hurts (and I'm drowning in it)

carry me slowly, my sunlight (these colours, they fade for you only) - series masterlist here

pairing: damian wayne x reader (gender neutral)

length: 1.2k

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

warnings: damian is trying so hard to be an emotionally functional adult. he's not doing perfectly. reader definitely isn't, either. there might be too much world building in this oops

a/n: what if damian wayne was an adult and was trying so so hard to heal, huh. what about that.

"Beloved?" Damian's voice is quiet and tired, but it cuts through the silence of your shared apartment all the same. Your gaze snaps up to him from your spot on the couch, your back straight and your shoulders back as if you're a guest in someone else's house.

"Hey… what are you doing awake?" you say gently.

"Looking for you," he says matter-of-factly as he kneels on the floor in front of you, switching a small lamp on and bathing the two of you in a soft glow. He uses the light to look you up and down, eyes scanning for any sort of issue or ailment. "You weren't in bed… what's wrong, my love?"

"Nothing, I just…" you sigh, shoulders slumping and hands clenching. Damian takes your hands in his gently, rubbing soothing circles on the backs of them with his thumbs as he waits for you to continue. "Sometimes it's just… hard." you finish weakly.

"What is, beloved?" he presses ever so gently.

"Just… this. All the good we have now. Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in it." Damian makes a noise of understanding at your words and slides himself onto the couch next to you, wrapping his arms around you and breathing a slight sigh of relief when you relax into him.

"Why don't I bring you back to bed, hm? We can talk about this more, or I can help you back to sleep and we can discuss this later. Whatever will help you right now, my love." He says quietly, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

You sigh and lean forward to press your head into your hands, conscious of Damian's soothing hand rubbing up and down on your back.

"Do you ever feel this?" You mumble, not sure if he can even hear you.

"Yes," comes his immediate response, though. "I feel this, too. You…" Damian stops there, his voice faltering in that way that means he's stepped into unknown emotional territory and he's only realizing now that his feet are firmly planted there. You lift your head to look at him suspiciously and he smooths your hair back with gentle touches - a loving diversion that you're familiar with.

"Damian," you say softly. "Tell me." There's an importance there that's making your words heavy - your relationship with Damian, built on so many years of hatred and bloodshed, relies now on this openness that you're asking for. It's your loyalty to this that keeps the two of you together, that helped you move past the sworn enemies that you once were and towards this - something better, something softer. Home, Damian often calls it - this love that you two share.

He thinks of this now as he stares at you, weighing his words heavily in his mind. He's still so unsure, in many of the ways he knows you are, as well.

"I… do feel like this," he says carefully, pulling his hands into his lap so that they can grasp onto each other tightly - a stoney alternative to fidgeting. "I feel this with Father and the others. It seems to come very easily to them, living normal lives and loving and looking out for one another normally. Over the years that I've spent here, that feeling has grown smaller and less significant, but I'd be lying if I said I never feel it at all anymore."

"But they're not the only ones who make you feel that way," you say quietly, a sombre ache in your voice. Damian inwardly curses how well you know him and feels his heart drop as you look up at him with furrowed brows and pained eyes. "Am I still hurting you, Dames?"

"No," he rushes to say, his hands moving to cup your face so fast you huff out a breath of surprise. "No, my love, you don't… that's not what I mean. I do feel this way with you, sometimes, but to no fault of yours. You're… good. You are the goodness I feel I don't deserve, beloved." Damian thinks he should at least be grateful that his words have swept the pained look off your face, but your current expression leaves him shifting in his seat, instead, your brows shooting up and your mouth open in disbelief.

"Oh…" you say slowly. "Oh. I hadn't… I'd never thought of it like that."

"Sometimes I think of what it would have been like without you," Damian continues, leaving your mind to spin at his words. "If the prophecy hadn't existed… if you hadn't existed. I don't think I would've gotten here. I don't think I would've gotten this goodness." The last part of his confession is quiet, his eyes trained on the floor as you stare at him. His feet shift over the rug there and he thinks back to when the two of you bought it, a mark of the domesticity that neither of you realized you'd craved so much with each other until you'd gotten it.

"I think you would have," you say softly. "There's goodness in you, Damian. There always has been. Even back then… you had good in you." You reach your hand over to his, prompting him to loosen the white-knuckled grip he has on his pajama pants and intertwine his fingers tightly with yours, instead.

"If my goodness is inherent then yours is, too, you know."

"I don't know about that," you huff at Damian's declaration.

"I do," he says firmly, his eyes boring into yours, mouth downturned in a show of stubbornness that you know well. You sigh, squeezing his hand in yours and leaning up to press a kiss to his forehead in a show of surrender, a we can argue about this tomorrow whispered against his skin. The furrow disappears from his brow at the action and he pulls you against him once more, wrapping his arms around you.

"Maybe we should go back to bed," you murmur, your face tucked against his neck. He hums in agreement and drops his own kiss to the crow of your head, letting you settle against him for a moment before he gently nudges you to your feet, keeping one hand tightly in yours as he leads you both back to your bedroom. Your eyes flicker over the interior of your shared home as you go, over the photos and artworks and all the things that make it home. By the time you get back to your bedroom and Damian is delicately getting you under the covers, tucking blankets around you and fluffing pillows, you're looking at him with a lovesick expression that makes him freeze.

"Beloved?" He says tentatively.

"I love you," you respond firmly. A smile stretches across Damian's face, a giddy boyishness flashing across his features that makes you soften. It's not a sight anyone is faced with very often, even you.

"I love you, too." His gentle words are muffled by him pressing his lips to yours, hands cupping your face the thumbs smoothing across your cheeks. "Inevitably."

"Inevitably," you repeat back, smiling against his lips. His reminder of how the two of you twisted a hateful rivalry into love and home and safety makes your heart thump against your ribcage, breath hitching as your eyes mist over. Damian smiles gently - knowingly, and you can't help but notice the rapid blinking of his own eyes, as well.

As he slips into bed beside you, turning to hold you in his arms, you consider the fact that maybe the two of you always were meant to end up like this. Maybe goodness really is inevitable.

#smsn.writes #damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #damian al ghul #damian wayne al ghul #damian wayne x you #damian wayne x y/n #damian wayne imagine #damian wayne fluff #damian wayne fanfiction #damian wayne headcanon #damian wayne angst #damian wayne robin #robin x reader #robin x you #robin imagine

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lunarriviera · 2 months

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Big Dumb Hot Cop & Effete Possibly Sociopathic Genius Consultant: A Manifesto

So it has recently come to my attention that this, my archetypal pairing formulation, has broken containment, probably because I've been flinging these terms around like a deranged person wielding a blunt instrument. Therefore it behooves me to explain what the hell I mean by all these adjectives, and who are some classic and contemporary examples of the idiots under discussion—who are by the way extremely in love with one another whether they realize it or not. (Don't you say "bromance." Don't you dare SAY that word to me.) I will use blorbo from my shows to illustrate.

I first realized that I am in fact a Big Dumb Hot Cop whisperer thanks to Chinese police procedural 猎罪图鉴 | Under the Skin (2022). Right away, it's very important to note that Big Dumb Hot Cop is NOT in fact all that dumb. He's only less intelligent IN COMPARISON to his Effete Slightly Sociopathic Genius Consultant, who is, as already stated, a genius. Big Dumb Hot Cop is in fact ruthlessly good at his job. He's driven, he obsesses about cases, he can walk into a crime scene and pick up on the one thing everyone else has missed. There is no suspect he cannot intimidate upon investigation. And he's even better when he's working with (or against, depending on what stage they're at) the genius consultant. They need each other, whether they're fighting or collaborating. They can only clear cases together.

Here are, then, police captain Du Cheng and his genius consultant, sketch artist Shen Yi, eyeing each other significantly as some witness is, I think, lying his face off? Honestly I can't even remember what's happening because the important thing here is their nonverbal communication. This is crucial for this pairing. They can think circles around each other without saying a word. Love that for them.

Effete Possibly Sociopathic Genius Consultant has two levels of Possibly Sociopathic. Most maddeningly of all, he has secrets. Sometimes many secrets. So at first, Big Dumb Hot Cop is going to think he's the criminal, or in some way involved in the wrongdoing. The second level is that he'll find Genius Consultant just worryingly, disturbingly good at predicting criminal behavior. And he will continue to be suspicious of him for exactly one or at most two episodes, until he's then swept off his big dumb feet by the rapidity and correctness of Effete Genius's deductions. There's nothing Big Dumb Hot Cop loves more than solving cases. Well, maybe beer. He also loves beer. Once he sees that Effete Consultant is useful, he'll do a 180º and stop complaining to his chief of police, and instead start demanding that Effete Consultant be his forever. He'll start hanging out in his office. He'll literally drag him to crime scenes by the wrist.

(And did I mention Effete Consultant must be very pretty? Did I mention that? He is lovely. Long, thin fingers to steeple while he thinks. Delicate features. Haunted dark eyes. Never sleeps. Shocking self-neglect. You may see where I am going with this.)

Another important attribute of Big Dumb Hot Cop: he's big. Or anyway strong, or a gifted fighter. Let's face it, he has to be, because Genius Consultant is going to be reckless with his own personal safety to the point of stupidity (now who's dumb, huh?). For example, consider another Chinese procedural, S.C.I. 谜案集 | S.C.I. Mystery (2018). Captain Bai Yutong is sort of impossibly physically talented (former fighter pilot! national sandu champion! runs over moving cars and then shoots at them, like some kind of weird urban biathlon!) and, like all good Big Dumb Hot Cops, his entire life is thrown upside down because he now has to drop everything to protect his effete consultant, criminal psychologist Dr. Zhan Yao, who's so careless with himself that in any another drama he would probably be driving Bai Yutong to drink. Thanks to the danmei on which SCI Mystery is based, however, we can safely assume Bai Yutong is taking it out on Zhan Yao in blow jobs.

Note that Bai Yutong is the cook, even though he's the gong, and that he moves in with Zhao Yan to "protect" him from...something, I can't ever remember what, and then just sort of forgets to move out again. For the length of the entire series.

I would argue that 镇魂 | Guardian (2018) is a procedural, even if it also has ghosts, a talking cat, snake lady, eerie dark energy that gets flung around like paintball splatters, and a whole bunch of other supernatural stuff that was not approved of by Big Red (it's based on a danmei of the same title by Priest, a novel which has been pulled from circulation for censorship). Further confusing matters, Zhao Yunlan isn't particularly Big or Dumb, nor is he even really a Cop, technically; but I'm claiming him for this genre not least because of his Effete (drop-dead gorgeous) Possibly Sociopathic (Chief Zhao thinks he's a suspect for a good third of the story) and Definitely Genius, Later Gangpressed into being a Consultant, chock-full of secrets Professor Shen Wei.

Once they finally team up, though, they do this genre/pairing proud. Why, there's nothing they can't solve except how to stay alive. Look at them here enjoying some fine nonverbal communication: "Oh my god, you're just like me—you too will fling yourself directly into bodily harm in order to save a clueless civilian. Okay this could be inconvenient for both of us. Also wow for a genetics professor you're really fucking built, do you lift my bro." (Yes. Yes he does lift.)

A final example: the cruelly short-lived 光渊 | Justice in the Dark (2023), which like Guardian is based on a danmei by Priest, 默读 | Silent Reading. I got baited into watching the eight (8) existing episodes by seeing a cut of Captain Luo Wenzhou taking on like forty guys with a champagne bottle, a pair of curtains, an axe handle, and a birthday cake, like some kind of cultivator. He's so big and hot, and he's so very dumb. He's also a cop, and ACAB (which is sort of the plot of Silent Reading); and Fei Du is possibly using him for his own nefarious ends (cf. possibly sociopathic and secretive). But underneath all of Fei Du's "I am the abyss, fear me, rawr!" scary posturing, like a puffed-up kitten, he's just a very pretty tender-hearted effete genius, and you can watch Luo Wenzhou melting, and practically pinpoint the exact moment when his whole heart flies out of his eyes and he decides: Yeah, okay, that's it for me. That one. The annoying little traumatized fuerdai with some kind of a death wish that I do not understand. I'll be throwing myself in front of bullets for him and/or cooking him dinner for the foreseeable future, thanks.

Priest is gonna mess with this dynamic of gong/shou caregiving and safeguarding, because that's what she does; but the fundamental beats are still there. Look at these ninnyhammers, just this second figuring out they're actually kind people who belong to each other.

Here they are confronting a suspect together. (You will notice the large butcher knife wavering in the foreground.) Luo Wenzhou, highly trained, nonetheless cannot de-escalate the situation. It takes a pretty playboy in an arm sling to come wandering into the room, and then, using his superb personal knowledge of what it's like to be traumatized to the point of insanity, getting the suspect to disarm. I just love the way they look at each other, incredulous (Luo Wenzhou) and mock-fascinated (Fei Du). If I ever meet the person who directed this scene I'm going to need to kiss them on the mouth.

Once you accept the gospel of Big Dumb Hot Cop and Effete Possibly Sociopathic Genius Consultant into your media-based life, you'll find it has many applications, not all of which have to be procedurals. Consider: characters from the Daomu Biji franchise, possibly (Hei Xiazi is the biggest dumbest hottest not-a-cop I've ever met). Leverage, in a weird OT3 way. Assorted combinations of Avengers. Teen Wolf fic, absolutely. Various Stargate incarnations. Several other Priest danmei, not only procedurals. Definitely Mysterious Lotus Casebook. Et cetera. (You're on your own with MXTX, though.)

This has gotten long and there are still so many nuances and features and wrinkles and problems with the theory that should be ironed out, but it'll have to do for now. I'll simply close by saying: yes, there is also a classic example and you already know exactly who it is.

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hyuuukais · 6 months

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ੈ♡˳˚ ｡˚you are in love (1.7k)

→♡idol!bang chan x reader

→♡pov: u fall in love with bang chan

→♡warnings: a couple swears, food mention, a bit of description of panic

one look, dark room, meant just for you. time moved too fast, you play it back.

it felt like a million years ago, the first time you met. at an afterparty of sorts, still unsure why you were invited. ah, right, you weren't- a friend convinced you to be their plus one. you were so grateful for that now.

he approached you confidently, handing you a cold drink when you said you were getting too warm, leading you to a quiet area when it all got to be too much. his hands rubbing cooling circles into your back, soft words reassuring. inside you were freaking out because no way was this happening.

bang chan of stay kids was in here calming you down instead of talking to people equally as famous- you, who other than a fan account and private instragram, had barely any social media presence. in this moment he chose being with you over being with his members.

and that led to so much more than you could have ever expected.

small talk, he drives. coffee at midnight. the light reflects the chain on your neck. he says, "look up", and your shoulders brush.

you grew close quickly, finding you were a lot more similar than you thought. of course, you'd joked about being the chan between your friends, but that was based on what you as a fan got to see. now, the real chan; he was everything and more.

sneaking out of the dorms one chilly night, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders, he takes you out to an open field outside of the city. when he parks, you get out and run around to the trunk to open it up and sit inside.

"wait for me!" he shouts, closing his door and chuckling. "you're so impatient."

"i wanna see the stars! they're so hard to see in the city 'cause of the light pollution." you gaze up, sky reflecting in your pupils. chan takes the edge of the blanket, wrapping the other half around him. your shoulders bump. "it's so beautiful."

he's thinking, not as beautiful as you.

he says, "look up, there's venus."

you can hear it in the silence, silence, you. you can feel it on the way home, way home, you. you can see it with the lights out, lights out-

everyone around you can see it; in the small touches and soft glances, in the homecooked meals and teasing, in your eyes and in his.

only you two stay oblivious to it, even when his laugh makes your heart beat faster, your cheeks redder. hearing it is music to your ears. seeing him smile is a prize, and you're the winner.

you are in love, true love.

the first time he almost kisses you, it leaves you thinking about it for days.

it was after a particularly amazing concert and you were backstage cheering the boys on. one perk of being best friends with the bang chan of stray kids? having tickets to every concert you wished to go to. he runs down the steps wiping his face with a towel someone hands him, spotting you a minute later, a huge smile breaking out on his face.

"god, did you see that? what am i saying- of course you did." he throws his arms around you. "uuuughh, that was the best show ever!"

"i love how passionate you are," you say, voice hoarse from singing along. "it's like your true self comes out up there. really amazing to watch."

"it's cause i knew you were back here the whole time."

"no it's not-"

"yes!" he pulls back from you. "well, maybe not the whole reason. you know, the kids too, and stay, but you're one of the reasons. do you know how much motivation you give me? so much."

you can't help the blush that spreads over your face, hiding it in his chest. his words mean a lot to you, more than you want to admit even to yourself. behind you, you can hear some of the boys teasing chan.

"let's go to the back," he pulls away completely, save for his hand in yours leading you to the tables of food. "but first, grab some food. we both need to eat."

each of you pile food onto a plate, slipping away to an empty dressing room. there are things everywhere, makeup, clothes; you sit on the empty couch by the door. chan joins you, leaning his head on your shoulder with a sigh. you turn your head, pressing your lips and nose into his hair. moments like these are precious to you, nothing crazy, just the two of you together.

chan sets his half empty plate down, and you follow his action. he then leans back mostly onto the couch with his neck resting on the arm. something impulsive jumps in you, crawling over his body.

surprised, he looks up at you, but you just lay down. a hand comes up to play with your hair, head resting right under his chin. his fingers come down slightly to outline your jaw, pausing at your ear to tuck your hair behind it. that hand lays entangled, the other lightly pushing your chin up to look at him. chan looks at you strangely, lips parted, face ever so slightly closer to yours.

what he wants to do is kiss you, but what he does instead is nearly knock you to the floor as the boys come into the room loudly laughing with each other.

one step, not much, but it said enough.

while the weather is cooling, but not too cold, you take a stroll together. it's just down the road and back, not risking straying too far from the building while chan is supposed to be working. you both took precautions to cover up, not wanting to run into anyone, wanting to enjoy another moment of peace together. however, that was not what happened.

"oh my god! oh my god! are you bang chan? i love stray kids!"

the grip chan has on your hand tightens, turning to face the girls coming up to him and blocking you with his body. they gush over chan, asking for autographs and photos. it takes them a while to notice you- to notice your hands.

"holy shit, look," the first girl notices. "is that your partner?" she jumps back and forth to address you guys. "ugh, i'm so jealous. i thought stay was your one true love... do you even know how lucky you are?"

a second girl starts, "i bet she's just using him-"

"hey!" chan speaks up without thinking, regaining his composure before continuing. "if they are my partner, that's not your concern. respectfully, leave us alone to finish our walk, thank you."

the girls protest, chan putting his arm around your shoulder and turning away from them. you didn't realize how fast your heart is beating or the way your palms started to sweat, eyes starting to sting. he brings you back inside, back up to the studio, and sits you down. you're frozen- you've never experienced anything like that during your whole friendship, up until now. carefully, chan helps you out of your layers of clothes, wrapping a blanket around you and bringing you into his arms.

"i'm so sorry."

finally, your voice finds you. "what? chan, no. don't be."

"you shouldn't have had to hear that-"

"i've heard worse probably," you look at him sadly, hands cupping his cheeks. "besides, i run a fan account, i'm no stranger to hate."

he's about to argue more, but you place a finger over his lips. they're soft, pink, plush. all he does is look at you and everything unwraps-

one night he wakes, strange look on his face.

on one of the many usually sleepless sleepovers you have, chan turns over in his bed to face you. by some miracle, you are asleep. he managed to rest a bit, but his mind is too focused on the body next to him. it wasn't unusual to share a bed; cuddling was no stranger. something about tonight is different though. maybe it was the way the moonlight peeks through, highlighting your features, or the way your chest rises and falls slowly, deeply, or maybe it's the way he realizes something.

something everyone already knew.

he is in love.

the thought alone makes his breath catch. of course he's in love! how could someone not fall in love with you? you, who is always so caring. you, who always knows what to say. you, who makes him feel so loved, so whole.

even though you look so peaceful, he can't wait any longer to confess-

you can hear it in the silence, silence, you-

"hey," he nudges you, you groan. "baby, i need to tell you something."

your eyes peel open, hand rubbing the sleep away. "what time is it?"

"four."

"fuck, chan."

"i know, but it can't wait."

you can feel it on the way home, way home, you-

this worries you into sitting up. "what's wrong?"

"nothing, nothing's wrong." he pushes himself up, leaning against the headboard. your arms touch in the dark. "in fact, everything is amazing."

"so i can go back to sleep-"

"no," he laughs and you smile at the sound. "listen."

you can see it with the lights out, lights out.

"baby... you are the light of my life. everything in my life has only gotten better since meeting you and, well-" he looks away for a moment. when he looks back, he puts a hand over yours gently. "i think- no, i know i've fallen in love with you." shock, that's what you feel. "don't feel pressured to say anything yet! i know it's a lot-"

you don't even register your body moving until you're on top of him, hands on his neck, face close. his breathing picks up and he thinks of that moment many moons ago, when he was going to kiss you.

there's nothing to interrupt him now.

you are in love, true love-

lips against yours, you understand fireworks. bodies mold into one, hands all over. yours are in his hair, one of his on your hip and the other on your neck, pulling you closer to him if that's possible. you only stop when you can no longer breathe.

"chan," he's all flushed, a wide smile slowly making it's way out. "i love you too, so much. so, so much."

and he leans in again.

you are in love.

nothing else compares to the feeling of being with him.

nothing can even compete.

notes ♡ happiest birthday to my baaaaaby @ashitshowforalot bc like tachi i cannot see u physically either but still wanted to gift u something. i really hope u enjoyed :3 i love you so so soooo much like so much you have no idea. have the best day mon amour <3 je t'aime beaucoup 💙🤎💗💙🤎💗💙🤎💗💙🤎💗💙🤎💗💙🤎💗

-> taglist ♡ @chaeryred @toplinelix @channie-143

#rain🤎#ੈ♡˳˚ ｡˚you are in love #skz #stray kids #bang chan #bang chan x reader #skz x reader #stray kids x reader

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the-ninja-legacy-whip · 6 months

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Jaya Twins! *jazz hands*

(thank this ask cuz I haven't been able to get them out of my head since)

So, Quinn and Finn Smith-Walker, at your service!

Quinn (left, she/her) is the older twin by five minutes, and the Inheritor of Lightning. Finn (right, he/him, the name is a coincidence I swear—) is the next Inheritor of Water. Original, I know, I know, but I'd be breaking my own rules otherwise ;P

Quinn doesn't make as big a deal out of being the older twin, but Finn milks his "youth" for all its worth

Finn: But I'm too young to be doing my own dishes. Quinn should do mine instead like a good big sister 🥺 Quinn: Finn, so help me—

whatever was here before no it wasn't Might have to change up some things with Cam here, but they're born just a bit before The Merge (so they're about three years old when it happens), and upon the Great Separation of Everyone, Finn winds up with Nya and Quinn winds up with Amnesiac!Jay. Jay can figure out well enough that this must be his daughter (power of love GO) but raising her to be somebody without even knowing who he is? The drama.

Nya, meanwhile, has far less of a struggle raising Finn but hoo boy the torment of not knowing where her husband + other kid is. To be continued...

Their gis are very simple because I'm lazy they're training gis! No matter what they always wear complimenting colors because they like to represent both of their Elemental heritages, regardless of their inherited element. The twin thing is just a bonus.

(they also have mismatched eyebrows cuz I thought it'd be funny~)

Finn laments a little bit since Quinn was the one to inherit one of the ~Core Four~, buuut he's the one that gets his potential first

Jay: Wow, it took your mom AGES to get her True Potential!! Nya: e-e

And then Quinn gets hers and literally starts flying circles around him snksnk

Neither of them are remotely interested in mechanics or engineering or anything of the sort. Riding in a mech is cool (and Quinn aspires to be a pilot like her dad), but building one??? Bleh, too much effort. (Finn does like model building tho, so Jay at least has that going for him. But Quinn has an extremely "girly" phase at one point and Nya is bewildered)

Jay: ...are you sure they weren't swapped with some other twins at birth??? These can't be ours-! Nya: Jay, we were both there. Finn: Are you saying we were adopted?!?! Nya: No! The only one adopted around here was your father. Quinn & Finn: *gasp*

Finn is an insanely good swimmer. He wears googles on his head to be more like his dad, but his are strictly just for underwater-based purposes. Nya jokes that he's more fish than person (which at this rate, who knows!)

Quinn can't swim at all (like her Uncle Kai used to be) and will absolutely sink like a rock. Time at the beach is spent zapping sand and making glass sculptures while Finn's out there making friends with fish hgfdfds

But, as super-powered twins tend to be, they are stronger when they're fighting together. While they can't use each others powers, they can fuse their powers (like their parents did way back when) to form the Hydroelectric Dragon as needed, along with other deadly storm-worthy combinations.

Cam and Lucina attempt to babysit them once, but all four combined are just asking for off-the-walls disaster and chaos (and thus further emergency babysitting is left to Seven and/or Kai's oldest kid)

#ninjago ocs #ninjago dragons rising #legacyverse #jaya #oc: quinn smith-walker #oc: finn smith-walker #art tag #art of mine #works of mine #'do you have any next-gen kids?'#'and i said no y'know like a liar'#next-gen jamboree #shockwaveshipping #i have not fleshed out their personalities whatsoever #but they're either the most lethargic duo or the most animated #whichever's funnier at the moment

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inconveniently-discorporated · 10 months

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Throwing this meta idea out there for someone because my recurring headaches (migraines?) are fucking me up...

I would love to see an analysis on all the times Crowley/Aziraphale are on opposite sides to where they usually are (possibly excluding the car bits because I recall Neil saying something about how they *had* to film that way because of the driver seat).

Like -- I've always sorta noticed noticed that they're usually on the "wrong side" when they're either flipping the script, acting out of character, or at some sort of odds against each other, but I don't have it in me to really do a deep dive. See a few examples, though...

Crowley switching sides when he proposes a totally fair not rigged in any way coin toss for Aziraphale to go do a temptation (then ends up on the hook for a miracle himself).

They're sort of "at odds" with each other here, but not really. They sort of appear to be in character, but they're really kind of not? Crowley's sarcastic as hell but not normally that rough with Aziraphale. And Aziraphale is thirsty as fuck in this scene and he normally tries to hide it better.

At some point Aziraphale mentions they're on opposite sides, and they literally are, on screen, from where they normally are. Aziraphale is lying, Crowley's trying to pull off a personal miracle, and they are at odds with where they normally are in their relationship.

Again they're at odds with where they normally are -- Crowley is emotional, vulnerable, in public. You can even see right through his glasses here! I'm certain that's conveying his vulnerability. Aziraphale has just defied heaven, and is seeking a human to possess.

This one is interesting because they start out on the "right" sides for who they actually are and they're discussing each other's prized possessions, then Crowley circles around and we see them in the correct visual order, right before their respective sides kidnap them and they really have to really put on the show.

Okay, I kind of lied on not being able to analyze this, but still I'm SURE someone could do a deeper dive into all of these scenes (and I know there's more I didn't mention!).

#good omens meta #ineffable husbands #we're on opposite sides

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ellieellieoxenfree · 1 month

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god, i'm just over here having EMOTIONS about ai di when we see him fresh out of prison and how so much of how we see him before and after that is all about this aposematic presentation in all of his bright colors and vicious temper and unbridled threats. and when we take all of that away, he's just...a kid. a kid who grew up too fast and who never knew kindness and just tried to bury his loneliness under layers and layers of violence and anger.

look at him!! look at him!!!! every time we see him in the context of prison scenes, he looks like hell. he's pale and tiny and he can't maintain his bravado. when he's on the phone with chen yi, his eyes are all swollen and the dark circles underneath them are like bruises. there's no heart or bite to his rejection; he's just going through the motions like a shadow of himself. and here, he's trying to be so fucking neutral, so cold and apathetic and like they both don't know he's spent four years trying to rip his own heart out of his body to forget the only person he's ever truly loved and who could (does!) love him in return.

and a moment i always miss is that when chen yi brings him back to the shop and ai di gets out of the car, xiao jie is beaming brightly to welcome him home, and ai di cannot meet his eyes. he sort of flicks his gaze around the other gang members and focuses on a spot beyond them, and he glances at xiao jie, but he can't sustain eye contact -- almost like he's ashamed. the only person he can actually look at is chen yi, and he has this wistful look for half a second before his mouth twists in that determined, dissatisfied way he always gets. (he does it when he's checking chen yi's injuries in episode 12, too -- a sort of bitter resignation about doing what needs to be done.)

they're greeting him like he's still ai di, but he doesn't feel like ai di, because prison stripped him of all his defenses and he's trying to shield himself with the insufficient tatters of his dignity. he's been humbled and broken and now chen yi's brought him to be displayed in front of everybody without letting him re-collect himself in the way he needs to present himself. he doesn't want to be perceived as what he is -- a scared, lonely, miserable kid who just went through something truly horrific.

really, it's one of chen yi's worst mistakes. he does deserve answers, and he does know that ai di will run from honesty. it makes sense that he'd take the approach of cornering him first. but there's cornering him, and there's cornering him when he's in such a raw, vulnerable state, and it just compounded so many existing problems. ai di doesn't want to be faced with his own vulnerability, let alone have someone else see it, let alone have that paraded in front of half of yiyun meng.

it hurts, man. they're talking at each other, past each other, around each other -- but never to. years and years of unhealed hurts and misinterpreted conversations and just a fundamental terror of being true to themselves and their own needs and wants. and there's something so agonizingly poetic about chen yi seeing him honestly and clearly, in the light of day, at the prison gates, because he has seen ai di build up his armor over years and watched the same kid who was so close to him when they were young drift apart. he's still there, but inaccessible. and he's still inaccessible at the prison, too -- in too much pain to allow himself the risk of taking on more -- but this is the closest thing to the ai di he knew. no bullshit, no smoke and mirrors, no flashy tricks to warn off enemies. he is just a person, fragile and human and fallible, and for all the gimmicks he keeps trying to employ to shove chen yi away, he is at the most honest point he could possibly be.

#kiseki: dear to me #ai di #GOD!!!!!! GOD.#i'm just. gonna lie down in the street and hope someone puts the pedal to the metal #louis should win 10000000000 awards for this performance i am so serious

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shepherds-of-haven · 10 months

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Did MC and Red (either best friends or exes) not make any plans to meet again one day? Or did they pretty much accept that that might not happen? And how did he feel after they left?

I only played the demo so if this is answered in-game later it's ok to ignore this ask! Thanks in advance! (and thank you for being so kind and attentive with all the asks you receive, just seeing how you reply to everyone makes me feel super welcomed here! <3)

MC and Red did intend on meeting up again someday, but in a world where there isn't any real way of communicating with each other from afar (especially if you're constantly traveling and moving around and don't actually know where the other person will be at any given moment), they both just accepted that it would happen somewhat abstractly. When you leave the Circle as a young adult, there's generally this sense of excitement and new independence, like "I can't wait to go off on my own and spread my wings and explore the world and figure my life out and become the person I'm meant to be!!" It's this fresh, exciting rite of passage that everyone goes through, so there isn't this looming concern about how to see each other again ASAP (you've spent the last several years seeing each other every single day, after all); it's sort of just accepted that you're all going to go off your own ways and you'll see each other when you see each other (typically when you come back to the Circle after a few years of freedom and moonlighting to "settle down"/enter the next phase in life/figure out what you're going to do next). Generally the simplest thing to do is to pop back in to the Circle and inquire where the other one is, and if the other person has been there recently, you stand a good chance of finding them (or at least leaving a message for the next time they come through), depending on how urgently you need to see them. MC also knew where Red's family lived, so they could have also checked in there and his parents or sisters would have gotten a message to him ASAP if needed! So they weren't really thinking about it at the time, basically; they just had faith (blind faith, pretty much) that it was going to happen eventually, so they weren't too worried about it!

There's also the case that, if they were sweethearts and then broke up, they did need some space from each other and weren't like "all right well I'm going to go do my own thing since I was under the impression that we're just a fling and definitely not in love... anyway, want to meet back here in a year?" LOL

As friends, I don't think either Red or MC were really devastated or bummed out about going their separate ways: as I said, this is pretty much the standard course of things when you don't have phones or even permanent mailing addresses, it's sort of like when you have a friend who goes on pilgrimage or backpacking across Europe for several months without technology and you just have to accept that you'll see them when they get back! It was understood that both of them would return to the Circle someday, so they weren't worried about it outside of that... it just took Red way less time than he thought and MC way more time than they thought LOL. (But they'd assumed he was off doing his own thing too, not that he was still back there all that time! That's why they're so shocked to see him in Chapter 3: the odds of him actually physically being at the Circle were next to impossible in their mind, since they thought he was off still gallivanting around the Continent like he'd planned!)

Also, thanks so much for your very sweet and kind words, I'm so happy that you can feel welcome! :) Thanks for your question and I hope my answer made sense!

#Shepherds of Haven #Red #Red Antiqua #MC

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kjmellow · 1 year

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Let's talk

Magical systems

I have been considering this for some time, because I'm reading, watching and writing things that have magic in them, and I have managed to single out three categories of magics that seem basic:

Intention-based refers to the type of magic where you picture the result and it just happens. No specific rituals or magical words required.

Word-based refers to spells, when a specific spell-word yields specific results.

Sign-based is a somewhat broad category, which includes magical signs and sigils, runes, chalk circles, ingredients required to work a specific spell or a special movement that you have to do to perform magic.

And here are a few examples that came to my mind as I was making this, and I do encourage additions and speculation:

Let's elaborate!

Okay Diana Wynne Jones has probably written every single one of these magical systems, it's just that they're too confusing for me to classify each and every instance, because there are hardly any descriptions. It doesn't help that all her stories are more or less like So they usually do magic this way BUT our protagonist has their own way. But Christopher Chant aka Chrestomanci, for example, is very clearly an intention-based enchanter, because he just makes things go his way. In The Magicians of Caprona they specifically sing spells, and their quality depends on how well they are sung (written spells are still word-based spells, by the way). In House of Many Ways doing a spell is described in detail (which doesn't mean much since Charmain has her way of making magic anyway, but it's there, to show how spells were supposed to work all along), and it has ingredients and special actions and words to say or write. Then, since it's all the same universe as Howl's Moving Castle, I'm just singling out Sophie for intention+words, because what she uses is not necessarily spells, but she just magically talks things into being a certain way, so they also kinda are.

Harry Potter had brave attempts at a straight-forward wagical system, but then some spells require unnecessarily difficult and precise wand movements to move a fricking feather, while you just point at someone to unalive them. Still, sort of falls into this crossover of categories, I GUESS.

Doctor Strange was the only example of sign-based magic that came to my mind, but I think it's a very good example. They literally wave their hands around in a certain way and make glowy things out of thin air. Amazing. Wish I could do that.

The Owl House, in my opinion, is a prime example of intention+sign, because it literally said so in the show. I think it was when Luz was trying to teach Eda and Lilith wild magic, because there are only four basic sigils, and they make so many combinations, yes, but you can ALSO shape the outcome by picturing what shape you want your spell to take. And I think they do pretty much the same thing when they draw those circles and imagine what they want to happen, so here it is.

Addition that's not on the graph: Carrionites from that one Doctor Who episode about Shakespeare are word-based. That was the whole plot point.

Anyway, here's my take on a topic which I mostly cleared up into a system for myself, and I would love to see what others think about it. Maybe there's a secret fourth thing I have somehow overlooked... And I would also love to see people add their fandoms to the pile :)

#I feel like Howl who wrote his thesis on spells and charms #magical systems #Harry Potter #Howl's moving castle books #hmc book #house of many ways #diana wynne jones #chrestomanci #the owl house #doctor strange #I hope there's something to speculate about in this post

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WOW. I JUST. I JUST REALLY LOVE YOUR ANALYSIS AND THEORIES DON'T EVER STOP PLEASE. I LOVE THE STRUCTURE OF YOUR EXPLANATIONS.

In the chaos of the wait,there is someone to accompany me through a journey of madness with Alien Stage. Haha.

*insert meme of cat with wine*

I wonder what does Till think about Ivan.Now that Mizi is missing,and he seems to have completely lost himself and a reason to pursue forward,I couldn't help but ask myself: "Does he feel like he's condemned to die because of his guilt towards Ivan too? Does he feel like this or l'm just overthinking?" What if there's a retrospective we don't know about in which Till thinks Ivan didn't escape because of HIM and,now that Mizi isn't there,he's not torn about lvan anymore and what to do if he ever had to compete against him? Was he going to be conflicted in the first place? Like: "I have nothing,l lost my last hope. I may just die now rather than make my friend being killed. Is this the right thing? Why it had to be this way from the beginning,suffering because of the aliens? What am I? Why do I have to remember those things? What am I doing this for? I just wanted to survive and love Mizi"

Like we all know,thanks to the community posts,we see him have a certain dynamic with Ivan,in which they interact joking or bickering,and this strengthens a type of attachment he cannot deny. So,in the ROUND CURE we'll see Till (or Ivan) remember their past and we'll get to know more about their story with the progression of the actual one. (Ivan indeed didn't escape to stay with him,but Till doesn't know about lvan feelings,he may have been supposing all this time that he didn't made it or he just followed him back for some strange reason) I'm uncertain if they remember about seeing each other in the laboratories,through all the trauma...

l just hope that Till and Ivan don't succumb. What if lvan encourages Till to fight again unlike Luka with Mizi. What will Ivan do to try to protect Till?

Sometimes I suspect Vivinos like to play with us. Not just our feelings. WE ARE HERE JUST TO SUFFER.

THE HEARTBEATS IN THE TEASER MAKE ME FEEL SO NERVOUS HELP.

I just know that Till looks so broken and... he may have had a breakdown at this point. He has dark circles under his eyes and it's clear he has not been sleeping. I wonder if the aliens drugged him or something. For the lenght of the hair: how much time has passed?! At least a month?

One more thing I noticed,is that Till doesn't seem to have that sort of IV tube they used to sedate him like on stage in ROUND 2.

And in Hyuna's song,around the end,a security guard writes something in the sand. I don't think they'll be discovered for this but I'm really nervous.

Anyway,l really enjoy my time on your beautiful page! 🫂 Oh,please! Don't think you write stupid things,because your ideas and perspective are interesting and well put. I really like how you express yourself!

Have a nice day!! (and sorry for any mistake)

AH?!!! THANK YOU!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! tears in my eyes...

Yes!!! I shall accompany you through the madness. In fact I carry the madness in myself as well. If my yelling and flood of posts are anything to go by.

ALSO. WOW. That's genuinely so heartbreaking. Till having guilt isn't talked about often but it's very plausible that he'll be feeling it tenfold during this round. It's his fault, after all, that they're still here. Now that Mizi, the whole reason he stayed, is gone too, what was all of it for? He doomed himself and Ivan for nothing. You're right. He seems hopeless. I can definitely feel Till in those words, and it's so sad to think about how his thoughts could devolve to that point. He seemed so determined, so bright and dynamic at the beginning during ROUND 2. Now he seems so empty. Ivan and Till are definitely much closer than the both of them let on, there's no way they were just "fine". I think Till does hold fondness for Ivan, maybe even a little aware of his feelings (I don't think he knows what extent though, not sure he knows that Ivan's world literally revolves around him). What I'm sure of is that Till isn't as indifferent to Ivan as he might seem. Ivan is incredibly important to him too, and he has to come to terms with all of the guilt and feelings that were previously buried under his love and fixation for Mizi.

Oh... If Ivan spent most of ROUND 6 encouraging Till to fight I would be HEARTBROKEN. I remember one of the most common theories in the beginning was that Ivan would refuse to fight so that Till could win, and maybe Till would try and convince Ivan to fight. It's really interesting to see that the opposite might be true instead! And yes, VIVINOS LOVES to play with our feelings! It's their specialty.

Haha, Till's always had horrible eyebags! He apparently only gets less than 5 hours of sleep per day, and he's an incredibly light sleeper. Despite his eyebags though, Till always possessed such a large amount of energy. He had a lot of fight in him. You're right though, now he just seems exhausted. He's definitely been spiralling down into some very dooming thoughts. I wonder how much time has passed too...

An IV tube? I believe that's just his leash (just to make sure he's constantly restrained), but wow, thinking of it as an IV tube has some very horrifying implications. If they tried to sedate him, it definitely didn't work well HAHAH (RIP Freddie).

I thought the security guard writing in the sand was just a fun little visual gag, but if it's actually used to track down Mizi and Hyuna, oh shit. Improved security, after all. This isn't gonna be easy for them.

Thank you so much for enjoying my blog!! It means a lot to me, seriously. I might cry receiving all these nice notes and messages. Don't worry about any mistakes, by the way! You're quite a well-put writer yourself! :) Thank you for expressing yourself to me as well! I appreciate sharing all these ideas and hearing about new ones! I hope you have a great day too! ^^

#alnst #alien stage #alien stage round 6 #asks

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shadowoffandoms · 10 months

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CRACKED DOWN AND PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER SEARCHING THE WELCOME HOME WEBSITE - analysis below!

Alright first off, love the little pixel guys they're adorable! Explored all the new pages, loved the voice acting, all that jazz! I thought at first it was a design choice, but I found these little creatures lying about. Clicking them leads you to a video called "answer" that centers around one of the many cast members. Wally is also there, it always cuts out right before his name though.

I didn't really focus on those (too tired), but I think there's a code in the URL? I'll come back to that tomorrow.

What I did notice was the drawings appearing out of thin air, and also being drawn in front of my eyes. Clicking on them leads to an audio recording of Wally, saying various things. The tab names are all one word, such as "I" "Understand" "Will"

I managed to sort them out and got this:

If you can't read that, it says "I Will understand. I will Help You find a way soon Neighbor." Why is it this way, you ask? Why dear reader, it's because of how the dialogue flows. And also repeated words were labeled 1 and 2 so...

ANYWAYS! Entire flow of speech/giant text bubble that Wally says is below!

“There you are. Welcome Home. Ha ha ha! You’re the most! Ha ha ha! ….You’re so still. What are you doing. Do you like Home? Home is my house. Do you have a Home too? Do you hear it too? You can hear mine. Do you like to draw? I do. Do you know how to draw an eye? First, you draw a circle. Next you draw a smaller circle inside. Then you color it in. That’s what an eye looks like. My eyes are black. What color are yours? What are you waiting for. To hear me again? Ha ha ha! I think… That means you can hear me. Can you see me? That’s okay if you can’t. Don’t worry, I know you’re there. You know I’m here too. I will talk to you. …I can’t hear you …Do you know who I am? We’ve looked into each other's eyes so many times. You’re looking at me now. I have more eyes than I did before. You know how to draw eyes. You draw mine many times. I know it is thanks to you, neighbor, that I can see. But it is still… I can’t… See. …Why won’t you answer me, neighbor. Why can’t I hear you. You know me. You do. Please open. Let me in. Let me in." [There is no dialogue. Only the sounds of Home creaking, groaning, banging, or squeaking. …Morse code?]

All of the above is directly taken from the website as a transcription for the audio.

So Wally is trapped, and that's all I got right now. I can't do morse code, and if you want to listen to the recording of that last part, go the secret "As Above So Below" part and wait for a spiral to appear. It leads you right to that audio.

Anyways, I gotta sleep now but goddamn that was fun.

#welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home secrets #welcome home wally #welcome home update #welcome home spoilers #welcome home puppet show #welcome home show #welcome home theory #long post

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gemini-sensei · 1 year

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Poly!Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz x Chubby!LaRusso!Reader x Demetri Alexopoulos

Fem!Reader ✨️ suggestive/steamy/fade to black

I finally got to doing this and omg I love it lol. I'll definitely be doing more of this pairing because ahhh! (unedited) (@sensei-venus)

✨️ Demetri and Reader have a friendship from the moment he joins Miyagi-Do. She makes him feel welcome when he comes in and they get close over the summer. If he feels like he's not getting it, she cheers him on and tells him that he's got this. He develops a crush on her by the time school starts.

✨️ The tension between him and Hawk is... a lot, and anytime Hawk wants to come around to mess with Demetri, Reader is right there to back him up. She gets in his face to show him that she isn't going to back down just because he's a "big bad Cobra." He laughs at her and asks her what she's gonna do about it. "Why don't you come over here and find out!"

✨️ Her attitude attracts Hawk in little time, but he keeps up his tough guy act because she's the "enemy." He can't like her.

✨️ In the mean time, he's rolling his eyes as he watches her and Demetri run circles around each other; he looks at her when she's not paying attention, she laughs at all his lame jokes, they walk together in the halls with stupid little smiles on their faces. Hawk hates it and it fuels his misdeeds from time to time...

✨️ When Hawk leaves Cobra Kai, though, Demetri welcomes him with open arms, almost as if they'd never been on opposing sides at all. Reader is not at friendly and turns her cheek to him more times than he can count on one hand. He tries to make things right with her multiple times, but she's stubborn.

✨️ It isn't until him and Demetri show her the plans for the sparring deck that she's happy to have him around - it shows her real dedication to being one of the good guys in her eyes. So, while they're working together, they get to know each other a little better and have some good laughs.

✨️ Meanwhile, Demetri is on the side wondering if he should have made a move on Reader sooner, but ultimately fights with himself over it because he's not sure if she likes him. Plus, some old feelings have resurfaced since Eli's return...

✨️ Skip to the All Valley and Eli's swimming in a lonely pool of deflated confidence. Reader and Demetri are right beside him, cheering him on the whole time. They give up on him and when he needs a boost in confidence, Reader is right there to give it to him. She tells him he can do anything he sets his mind to because all his training, everything leading up to now, has made him his best self.

✨️ She kisses him as a sort of affirmation and a confession. Watching him for months has gotten her heart in a tangle of emotions and she knows she needs to let him know that she's in his corner and that she believes in him. It's the perfect little piece to get all that across if her words weren't enough. He grabs her waist and they're lip locked for a moment - a longer moment than they probably should have been. Daniel sees them and asks, "What the hell are you doing?" It was bad enough two of his best fighters were macking on the mat, but his daughter? Really?

✨️ Demetri is smiling, happy for them. He thinks he's been left to the wayside, but it's okay. Whatever flirting thing he had going on with Reader was fun while it lasted and his long standing feelings for Eli can be hidden away again. It's no big deal.

✨️ Except it doesn't quite play out that way. As time goes on, Eli and Reader start dating, but they always ask Demetri to come with them to the movies or to the arcade. It's fun, but Demetri feels awkward at first; he's obviously the third wheel. He wonders why they keep asking him to come out with them, but soon gets his answer when he's sitting beside Reader in a dark movie theater...

✨️ Her hand comes to rest on his thigh and he gets wide eyed. He plays of by watching the movie, but it gets hard to ignore when she keeps creeping it up higher and higher. He finally chances a glance over at her and sees Eli whispering in her ear. She isn't paying attention, giggling as her boyfriend nips at her skin and trying to keep her voice down. He notices Eli's hand is wandering her waist and groping her pudgy belly and tits. It has Demetri shifting in his seat and trying to hide his hard on with the bucket of popcorn. Then her hand starts rubbing the tent in his pants and he finally has some kind of understanding as to what's been going on: this has been their little way of courting him.

✨️ At the end of the movie, they all pile into the back of Eli's car for a steamy make out and over the clothes groping session. Reader is in between the two boys again, half on Eli's lap while they feel her up and pull her face side to side so they can shove their tongues down her throat. They don't immediately confront their feelings for each other, but finally do when Reader straddles Eli's lap and starts sucking hickeys onto his neck. Demetri takes it as his moment to dive in and kiss his long time best friend.

✨️ They never look back. In fact, Eli pulled out of that parking lot pretty fast to get to his place while Reader and Demetri made out in the backseat. By the time they got there, Demetri's hand was up her shirt and she was whining so pretty for them. Eli could have broken the key to his front door jamming it into the lock and they stumbled their way upstairs to his bedroom with a burning need to take their clothes off. The rest is history.

✨️ When they get back to training, the air around the three of them is different and it's very noticeable. It changes things for a bit until Daniel can accept the fact that his daughter is dating both Hawk and Demetri; he has no problem with that (we all know he's simultaneously in love with Amanda and Johnny), he's mostly asking "why those two?"

✨️ It's Daniel's fault training is a little awkward for a bit. While he's constantly keeping a watchful eye over his middle child (the unpredictable spontaneous one at that), Sam and Anthony are just shaking their heads at him. Like why does he have to be this way? Why can't he be normal for once?

✨️ All in all, they work great together. Eli loves planning dates, whether it involves staying in or going out; he also loves treating Reader and Demetri to nice things now and then - little gifts or simple trips out. Demetri thoroughly enjoys cuddling and he's always the big spoon no matter how much Eli wants to be. Demetri is always pulling one of the two of his partners onto his lap and wrapping his arms around them. He also loves just getting to spend time with them, usually away from karate because he needs a break sometimes.

✨️ The one thing they both agree is top tier are group make out sessions. Reader is always, always in between them and they get really touchy-feely. Sometimes she sits in one of their laps and they "fight" over who gets to hold her or kiss her, when it's their turn. It's all play, but sometimes Demetri gets really pouty and Reader and Eli both take turns kissing him. It's just makes them feel so close to each other and its fun.

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COUNTERSPELL ASK!!!!!!!!! (unless you already answered this (I couldn't find it) or it's already in your inbox)

If New Year's resolutions were a thing in Faerûn, would Jay or Aurora be the kind to make any? What kinds of resolutions would they make? Would they ever be able to keep any of them? Are there any resolutions they'd keep making over and over again, but always fail?

Bonus, because I kind of answered it in my post: What are their plans post-BG3?

I did get a similar-ish ask, but it also had like 4 other questions baked into it, so I'm answering this particular question here (also hi Nonny, if you're reading this I'm working on your ask too!)

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Jay is totally the kinda guy to make resolutions every year, and then fail horribly at keeping any of them. He'll get better at sticking to his planned schedules, he'll get home earlier so he can sleep more and better, he'll set aside time to work on his hobbies, he'll take a vacation for the first time in his life.

And then he never does any of those things, just keeps going as he always has while telling himself "last time I can be bothered with this, I swear". The resolutions mostly stay the same because his life does, and because he never manages to see any of them through.

I think he likes the idea of new beginnings, a fresh start to do things right, but it's of course a romanticized idea more that anything else.

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Aurora is more pragmatic about it, and while new beginnings is a central theme in her journey, she doesn't see the point of waiting for a particular time of year to do so.

She might say she'll do something just for fun, but it's not serious at all, and she rarely even tries to follow through.

If she did do them, they'd probably be things like "spend more quality time with loved ones" and "be kinder to yourself" (something she really needs to work on).

Cult!Aurora wouldn't do any resolutions either, and thinks it's even more stupid than post-tadpole Aurora. She has shit to do, she doesn't have time to sit around and promise herself she'll do all the things that needs doing like that.

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Bonus:

I think I mentioned this in another ask at some point, but Jay's plans for life post-game is essentially:

1) Finish all business in Baldur's Gate 2) Go to Waterdeep to live with Gale 3) ??? 4) Profit

He doesn't have any concrete plans for his future for the first time in forever, and it does him well to just vibe for a while and have Gale pamper him a bit, a gesture which he eagerly returns in kind. They're holding off on marriage at first, giving both a moment to settle into each other's lives, and just learning to know each other better in a less life-threatening situation.

Jay also needs time to feel like he actually belongs in Gale's life, especially among his wider social and familial circles (which luckily works out in the end, I hc that Gale's mom and wider family are actually pretty nice and welcoming cause I need that W for my guy).

Eventually he starts up his business again, operating out of both Waterdeep and Baldur's Gate with the help of a portal set up between the two cities (that would surly be within Gale's capabilities yeah?) I'm sure the wizards of Waterdeep would love a funky little guy who can get a hold of all sorts of weird stuff that they need.

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Aurora's plans depend largely on Shadowheart's ending. In my first playthrough I let her choose the fate of her parents, which meant they died and Shadowheart was free to live life on her own. But I'm not sure if that is my final canon, now that I know both Jay and Aurora would admit to wanting to save them if they were their own parents.

If her parents die, it's simple: Aurora, Shadowheart, and Astarion travel around Faerûn, seeing all sorts of things and getting into way too much trouble, again. They eventually plan to settle down somewhere, with both Aurora and Shadowheart keen to live a more normal life for once, and Astarion finding his own place in that life I'm sure.

If her parents live, Shadowheart stays behind to make up for lost time, while Aurora and Astarion go to the Underdark to help sort out the hoard of unsupervised vampire spawn they unleashed down there. Maybe Shadowheart eventually joins them, traveling around much like when her parents are dead, or Aurora and Astarion occasionally travel around on their own, while Shadowheart stays behind with her parents.

Either way, she has no real interest in a future where she's separated from either one of them for too long at the time.

#Sunny Answers #bioticbear #OC: Tav #OC: Aurora Dawnbringer #thank youuu :3c #giving long ass answers as usual lmao #I started on this at like 6 in the morning like an idiot and before I knew it it was 8 AM and I should have been in bed over 3 hours ago

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rosemaze-reveries · 4 months

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hiii primkle bimkle show us the fellow wips <:

[referencing this]

anythinf for u schmoomfie,.... thamk u for hearinf out my brainworms

my main problem with this guy is that he's such a PLAGUE to me that i can't focus on finishing any before a new idea strikes 🙄 i'll try to list some of my wips out incase one sparks interest heheee

🙈🙈🙈 under the cut bc im embarrassed

"The Last Beautiful Thing" This one was the first in my fellowrot wipbible 🧎‍♀️💍 I posted a snippet here a couple weeks ago <3 It takes place immediately before Fellow accepts his job at Playful Land. He's always been chasing after "chances" his whole life -- you've watched him go through this cycle of thinking he's found a sliver of light, suffer failures, sink into a bitter rut, rinse and repeat. Now, he's been talking about a new chance (Playful Land) which rightfully leaves an unsettling feeling in your stomach. He refuses to go into detail about the job (only focusing on what good it will bring to you & Gidel) and when you try to stop him, he attempts to Life is Fun his way into reassuring you that things will work out.

Reader's concern is more on Fellow's mindset. You think he's slipping somewhere he won't be able to recover from. After all, they're used to being on the run, but the fact that he's skirting around the details solidifies for you that the stakes are much higher this time. 🤔 In the end, both of them are just trying to protect each other.

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"Is That How We're Going To Love?" 🙈 I DONT WANNA GET INTO THIS ONE. here's a snippet though:

You were clumsy in your efforts to lift him from his bed of soaked debris. Faint indentations circled his wrists, tender from some sort of bindings, so you tried to support him by the forearms instead. But no matter how carefully you went about maneuvering him, he would suck in his teeth, poorly suppressed cries sharp against your ears.

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"Escapades" uh KYAAA this one is kinda goofy its just a series of team rocket-esque shenanigans........ Fellow and Reader love each other lots but sometimes they say things that sting each other <- often offhand, but the impact lingers. It's not clear whether or not they like each other romantically. I don't think they ever think about it themselves. They've just known each other for a very long time and find safety in each other.

There came a point when Fellow would sometimes leave to let off steam (with other people) and Reader would have to keep dragging him back hfhfjkf. This forced Reader to grapple with their feelings because, honestly, they were madly jealous about it. But it's hard to say whether they wanted his love, or if they just felt bitter that they were losing their best friend. <- me when my yume keeps swerving from cute fluff to TENSION.

I scrapped that LOL I wanted to stay on the theme of lighthearted partners in crime....... ganging up to scam people......... pretending to be lovers only for show etc etc

#i thinkf ive told u abt some of these already hehe #ty for the ask bestie <33 #twst posting #twst imagines #fellow honest #fellow honest x reader #twst x reader

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mymadmedleyw · 1 month

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Sort of farewell, I guess...?

I keep thinking about quitting writing. And close this phandom side of my life. I'm not good at drawing - although it was nice to try doing it with some fanarts. And perhaps the writing was I had more connection.

I keep disappearing due to life (oh yeah, I'm alive, btw), and even when I was still persistent in returning after surviving exams, bringing then continuations and new stories and all, now I have no passion about it. My motivation is lost. And I feel no attachment anymore.

For the matter, I love my ideas, and on some rare days, I still work on them further, getting closer to finishing each wip, I just... I just don't feel like I would have the right anymore to post the stories later once they're finished or something. It seems it wouldn't matter.

For a long time, my interest, my blind love of sharing my aus, kept me going and going--more than it would have been worth it--but now that stubborn addiction is not around, nowhere. And I should let it go at last.

Things happened a bit back that pushed me off my balance, disturbing my ideation of staying, so perhaps that's what still affects me; I don't know. Maybe it's rather realising I would never have a place here. And that keeping up my (past-)passion cost me a lot, took a lot of time fruitless, and I always ended up in circles of struggles. Overall, it didn't pay me back; I kept myself in denial for years about seeing that this should not feel as it feels. I refused to listen to inner whispers.

Anyway, I don't want to tell promises anymore: telling that I'd finish stories near to finish; sharing ones that I have fondly cherished for a while in the past years and longed to bring to you on a silver plate; keeping up the hope that maybe someday all of my stories would be connected and I'd tell about the secrets, about twists and turns in the background that makes them into a series of events, and everything is connected and characters have their way through the plots. Or that the 'saga' would make sense on a lucky day in the future, and some final reveals would blow in the face... but I don't see anymore this happening.

And I'm sorry. I really am.

But this is over, and I have to end it.

If, by any chance, you'd be comfortable and would like to share your thoughts or express in any other way yourself about this or tell anything you enjoyed in the past about anything I ever shared (stories, fanarts), or bring any questions you have, you can feel free to ask. I'd be flattered to see it, and I'd happily answer. <3

Until a not-foreseeable future: farewell. 👋 - Alice

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