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kooktrash · 1 year

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hey now that the requests are open i would like to ask you for a part 2 of fighting heart ???!!!!! Maybe her family dealing with the relationship, lots of jk being whipped for y/n of course, him being happy for once???? (hes been through a lot). I was thinking maybe a scene with y/n being jealous since he is a boxer and theres a lot of girls into him (??) and some smut plss. (never made a request before so i hope this is okay)

idk if you wanted fluff but it’s what fighting heart!jk deserves 😤

fighting heart | jeon jungkook

REQUESTS OPEN

warnings: 1.4K words. fluff. just fluff.

also no smut, but I do have other FH!JK requests with smut so don’t you worry

Jungkook had never worn such an expensive suit in his life. It was more than three times his rent and just being in it made him feel like he was betraying his family. The money used for the suit should’ve gone toward paying off their debt, but it didn’t. He was actually happy it didn’t, he can’t remember the last time anything was done for him. It definitely wasn’t before you came into his life.

You’re the one who got him this suit anyway, it was a present for his first mini press conference. At first he rejected it, he’s still waiting for the day he can do things for you instead of the other way around but soon he’ll get there. He’s already gotten so many calls for agencies but he’s sticking to his roots. He’s keeping Jin around, and his usual team of rough housers. He’s even brought Hoseok along in his journey as his trainer and he couldn’t be happier and nervous at the same time.

He was on stage, a few reporters in front of him and camera flashes highlighting the bruise on his eye. He’s still getting some good hits but his defense has definitely improved since he started training correctly. He squinted with the brightness of the light but he tried to speak through a shaky voice, “You know, I’m grateful for everyone here tonight and honestly, I wouldn’t even be up here if it wasn’t for my beautiful girlfriend, Y/n L/n.”

An eruption of cheers echoed through the walls of the banquet hall as Jungkook then pointed his hand to the person next to you, “And of course, Mr. L/n for providing me with this opportunity to grow as a fighter—“ more cheers “—and for creating the person I love.” Some laughter at that.

Everyone was loud in the way they cheered but it wasn’t a surprise. The press conference was being held at one of the many L/n hotels. This is technically the first time Jungkook has met your father and he’s praying that his win tonight was enough to impress the man to approve of your relationship. By the time the questions came to an end, he was immediately bombarded by spectators who watched the fight.

You stood back letting him get some limelight as your father was next to you and Jin on the other side. You looked up at him nervously, he’s let you organize this event but he’s yet to tell you how he really feels about your boyfriend. He took a stride toward Jungkook who was surrounded by new fans waiting for his autograph—something he never experienced before—but with his growing presence in the media and industry, he’s becoming popular quick.

Jungkook looked up nervously, “Sir—“

“You did good tonight Jungkook,” your father said sternly, “You’ve brought in a lot of press for the hotel and I’ve gotten offers to sponsor more fighters. You also seem to be treating my only daughter well… You aren’t the type I expected Y/n to want to be with.”

Jungkook’s heart was racing listening to the man continue. “But, I can see that you value her and appreciate everything she’s helped you with.”

“Dad…” “I do sir,” Jungkook admitted before you could tell your dad to cut things short, “I love Y/n with my everything.” You smiled shyly as he said that. Your dad seemed pleased, “I’m looking forward to sponsoring you in the future, Jungkook, and you’re welcome to join us on our trip to New York next month, we’ll schedule a visit to Madison Square Garden.”

Jungkook’s jaw dropped at the prospect, eyes shifting to yours as you gave him a proud smile. Your dad turned toward Jin, “Come on, let’s work to write up a contract for upcoming fights.” Jin nodded, giving a thumbs up to Jungkook and following after him. Jin was going to be his main manager and with his law degree help, he’ll be able to find him all the right resources he needs.

You went to join Jungkook, finally, when you were cut off by a group of girls who flocked around him like pigeons. They were in his face telling him how good he was, how hot he was, if he could sign an autograph. Jungkook looked overwhelmed, struggling to speak and you just watched.

“Wow, you’re so fit, you handled your opponent so well.”

“If you need someone to take care of all your wounds, I’ll give you my number, feel free to call me at any time.”

“Do you sign autographs? Can I get your signature?”

It was unbelievable, truly. These women must have completely tuned out the part where Jungkook mentioned you in the conference, or even now that he had talked to your father. They turned a blind eye to you, throwing themselves at Jungkook and you weren’t having it.

Without thinking, you pushed through the crowd of at least six women and joined him. Immediately he wrapped an arm around your waist noticing the cute furrow in your brows and pout on your lips. He visibly frowned, eyes softening and that little sparkle appearing in his irises, “What’s wrong, baby?”

“I’m going to have to share you now with all your new fans,” you said in a whiny voice that only someone spoiled would use. He looked at the girls around him who had stepped back but were still clearly hovering. He pulled you into his chest, “Awe baby, I’m only ever going to be yours, fans or no fans.” He whispered as he tilted your chin up to plant an extremely soft kiss on your lips.

You smiled, eyes closing for a second as he did it again, and then another one. He kissed your cheek making you smile, then your other cheek. He pressed a kiss to your nose, and forehead, speeding up his pace as he bombarded your face and neck with little pecks of a kiss. You couldn’t help but laugh, fighting him off but he only hugged you tighter, “Jungkook,” you whined when you heard the clicking of cameras again, all aimed toward the two of you.

He smiled, finally stopping but holding you close. You just smiled, “My dad likes you, and now I’m so excited for you to stay at my apartment in New York!”

“Yours?” He asked, making you nod, he looked back to where your father had just walked off to me, “Does he really like me? I wanted to impress him so badly but I was so nervous up there. You know I’ve never been in a situation like that.”

“Yes, he liked you, silly,” you said, fixing his suit, “Plus you looked so handsome up there nobody even noticed you were nervous.” He smiled, feeling his heart swell with warmth and shyness as he dug his face into your hair. A huge, scary, fighter like Jungkook, shy when you compliment him.

“Oh and I’d like to say, welcome,” his brows furrowed in confusion as you smirked, “To the Nepo life. My dad’s going to work all his connections to get your career up there.”

“Baby, I don’t want you or him to feel like I’m usi—“ “I know! But you’re a good fighter, all you need is the good connections, everything else you’re doing on your own. You’re the one stepping into the ring, you’re the one at the press conferences, you’re the one in the media. Everything is you, since the beginning. Since Jin saw the potential in you, not of what he could make you.”

Jungkook listened to your words of affirmation, always feeling like enough whenever you talked to him. He smiled softly as you leaned forward to press a kiss against his cheek. It was wet, traveling toward his ear as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

You nipped at his earlobe, “And you’re free to use me… however you want, especially if my clothes are off.”

He visibly shuddered, looking around nervously to see if anyone can see what you’re doing to him. The only person he saw staring was Hoseok, who flashed him a thumbs up and some facial expressions that told Jungkook the guy knew what was happening between you too.

He took your hand, “Let’s go, I want my real prize for winning tonight.”

“Your real prize?” You asked, following after him, little kitten heels clacking with each step on the marble floor. He nodded, giddy as he said, “You.”

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signor-signor · 1 month

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Trending 27th - March 2024

Talking to Craig McCracken

If you had a chance to talk to Craig McCracken, what would you say to him that not only complements him on the work he’s done in the past 30+ years, but also reassures him that there’s still interest in the plans he made for S3?

As someone who grew up watching Cartoon Network in the ‘90s, I would tell him…

“Hi, Craig-o, pleased to meet you! I’ve known your work since the early-mid nineties. I believe you were involved in 2 Stupid Dogs and Dexter’s Laboratory. It must have been a real treat getting to know some history behind Hanna-Barbera. I know it was for me. When I first saw a piece of your own work, it was on the side of a box of Fruity Pebbles promoting World Premiere Toons - one of the characters was Bubbles of the PPG. I gotta say, you’ve been one of my inspirations growing up.”

When it gets to the point where I talk about WOY, I would say this to him…

“I remember when I got into Wander Over Yonder. When I first saw your early sketches of him, I thought of Cantus the Minstrel from Fraggle Rock. And what can I say? I’m a sucker for anything related to Muppets. How about Jack McBrayer? He’s the perfect choice for the character’s voice! WOY marks the first time I got to hear Jack sing. It’s the show that provided the springboard for shows Disney apparently loves best, specifically Star vs. the Forces of Evil and Big City Greens - those shows wouldn’t have been picked up if it wasn’t for Daron Nefcy and the Houghton Bros.’ involvement in the first season. It’s also the first show where Andy Bean provided music for a TV series and where people like Noël Wells got to try their hand at voice acting. The show has made a lot more history than you can possibly imagine, so please don’t take it too lightly.”

Now comes the part where I talk about the elephant in the room, or rather, the ape in the space capsule…

“To be honest, I really looked forward to watching episodes of the show during its run. When I looked at your announcement about the premature cancellation and the plans you’d made for that third and final season, I was totally perplexed. Disney let Fish Hooks go on for three seasons regardless of content - was that because no one turned deaf ears or blind eyes to it? I always assumed they’d treat WOY the same way they treated FH.”

“Somehow it just doesn’t feel right to let your show bite the dust just because the “higher up bosses of bosses of bosses” didn’t see the need to make more, especially not after you made most fans aware of the existence of the plans for S3 and led them to believe it was guaranteed to be amazing. Why do you think I haven’t given up on WOY? And why else would I have Kid encourage viewers to watch the show (Kid Cosmic was great, by the way, one that definitely ended in victory)? I cannot think of any other show that was canceled one week before S2’s premiere, seven months after the S1 finale, five months after writing on S2 wrapped up, five months after your pitch for S3. You, Craig, are one of the most experienced cartoonists in the business and you don’t deserve to be treated like this.”

“To let you know just how determined I am to right this wrong, I worked four months on an Illustrator piece featuring over 140 individuals, built a LEGO Star Nomad (when I showed it to Dave Thomas (@owner-of-wendys), he said, “Dude… that Star Nomad is incredible. Well done!”), and wrote a pre-S3 shorts idea where Andy the Watchdog interviews refugees on the ex-secret planet. Heck, I even had to figure out what Star Force Enforcement Force look like and how the plot of S3 might play out.”

“@peepsqueak started the SaveWOY campaign, and I’m seeing to it that it shan’t be in vain. I know you’re busy with your other projects, but there is still a show waiting to be completed on your own terms. Until the time comes, keep making people smile! Darkest times call for sunniest of smiles!”

#Wander Over Yonder #SaveWOY #Trending 27th #FinishWOY #Craig McCracken

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27-royal-teas · 7 months

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there is something so inherently calming about listening through future hearts while laying on your bed staring at the ceiling… it feels like an essential experience. I love the message of future hearts. actually, I can positively say that it is my favorite album ever (Folie a Deux, I love you so so so much, but FH has more emotional meaning for me specifically). I think it has something to do with the overarching theme, which is: take back the world. go after your life and your love. put down that knife. people will miss you if you’re gone, so fight back. we are hurt and we are broken but we will make it through, and we deserve to have good things. i think that future hearts was really the album where all time low sort of matured. this is where they define the split between boy and man— alex still talks about romantic themes, but not in a way that can be laughed off, more in a way that feels like a relationship. this album feels angry, but it knows that the anger is temporary. the feelings that come through in Dancing With A Wolf are offset by the next track, The Edge Of Tonight. betrayal and hope. hope comes from betrayal. you hope they will do better. you hope you will not fall for it.

and god, I don’t even know. we are taking in the kids who can’t take care of themselves. satellite and kids in the dark say that much. where is the hope! give me the hope! and I guess THATS the theme, really. hope. hope for the future and the next generation and that you will get better and that things will get better. old scars on future hearts. the things that have happened in the past will never cease to impact on us but that does not change the impact we make on the world. we can still change how we impact the world and each other. we were just kids, we were just kids….

it is all about making that change. something’s gotta give!! you have to be brave to make that change. you have to break the system. don’t kill yourself. you’ll be missing out, and we’ll be missing you. something HAS to give. we can runaway. we can take in those who need help. we can save others by choosing to save ourselves. it’s in the album name. FUTURE HEARTS. how can we change for the future? how can we make this future better for them and for ourselves? how can our past influence our future?

#toby speaks #atl #all time low #future hearts #toby’s meta #(Sort of)#im. kind of tunnel visioned atm #I have so many feelings about this album. it’s my baby. I love it to DEATH.

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coffeeandcalligraphy · 2 years

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rain and pie for the october-themed writbler ask pls! (Sorry, I cannot use emojis).

🌧️ rain: share a sad or emotional scene from your wip!

omg we love sad scenes! I recently re-read my rewrite of chapter 7 of Feeding Habits, and lol this chapter was soooo sad. I finished the rewrite in the summer, so it was fun to read it again. Funnily, this excerpt was in the original draft, which was rare for this chapter since I cut most of it. But I did add some things that were fun!

This is likely Harrison's lowest point in literally every single Fostered book I've ever written him in! Poor guy, lol. I am SO happy that he's turning up in Seventh Virtue, lmaoooo.

CW: death, suicidal ideation

He will die alone, and maybe this is what’s best for everyone. Reeve will not think of him again and he will deserve that. Somewhere in the city with the missing kitten, drinking bottles of holy water because there is no drink more fitting for a woman so sacred. His mother will miss him only briefly, and then return to her daily life of no longer needing to clean up after him. Maybe she’ll find the tulips. Put them on display until they wither, then use their carcasses as fertilizer. Save electricity. Use the coffee machine less. Downsize to a smaller, cheaper, prettier apartment with arched walkways and stained-glass windows. Cael’s need for vengeance will be satiated when he learns of a drowned man on the news. Nora won’t have to do another set of bloody laundry because Harrison won’t be anywhere near her home, and Emery might be motivated enough by his disastrousness to turn her own life around. At home, the brown dog Harrison pulled from the wall isn’t old enough to recognize him, so Suzanna will give her the collar and learn to love her. And Lonan will continue his life in Las Vegas, tottering after Eliza, refilling her wine, getting neon at house parties, watching French silent films without captions because he’s probably learned another language, cut his hair, gotten a tattoo, learned how to cross-stitch, bought life insurance, a yacht, a coastal summer home, learned how to play the mandolin, perfected his lamb sous vide. He’s probably married. Him and Eliza mid family-planning. He’ll expand a future, and Harrison will do the opposite. There is something freeing in being unmissed.

🥧 pie: let’s talk about food in your wip. are there any special recipes or traditional meals? do any of your OCs cook or bake?

Since we're chatting Feeding Habits, let's talk about food in that! Harrison is Portuguese, based off my best friend who is Portuguese! There are a couple mentions particularly of papas, which her grandma would make us late at night when we'd sleep over every year for her birthday!! Pasteis de nata, which are the really tasty egg custard tarts are a HUGE symbol in FH though! They're super important to Harrison & his mother's relationship.

I actually can't remember the canon of who can and cannot cook in Fostered. I believe that Harrison is a disaster at cooking in the original canon? lol!

OKAY YES I've found it. He is terrible at cooking. Dialogue from book 2 (2015):

Reeve: Where’s Ris?

Foster: Failing at cooking.

hahhhaahah

#asks

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creacherkeeper · 3 years

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I’m about to finish Critical Role, and am looking to start watching one of the Dimension 20 shows! The two that I’ve heard the most about are Fantasy High and The Unsleeping City - which would you recommend?

oh, thats very exciting!! first off - congrats on catching up on cr?? i dont know how long youve been at it but that's very impressive. im way too terrified of the backlog to even try

personally i absolutely love fantasy high!!! but there definitely are draws for both shows. the basic pitch for fantasy high is that its john hughes meets dnd. so what if there was one place in the dnd world that was basically a modern midwest usa suburbia? it definitely evolves from that concept quite a lot, but the tropes it's playing off of are so fun to see in a fantasy world!! what if the nerdy overachiever came from an immigrant wizard family? what if a teen found out the person who raised them wasn't their bio parent and they're actually part demon? what if the egotistical jock was trying to live up to his pirate lord father's legacy? it starts with these really fun character concepts, and just shows how that evolves within a fantasy world. it's very funny, it's very cute, it's utterly heartbreaking and terrifying at times, and by god is it SO found family. if you've ever been upset at the "and they all split up after the adventure ends" trope, you really need to watch fantasy high. bonus points for characters of color, canon disability rep, and multiple important queer relationships. it starts so funny and cute but GOD does this show fuck me up in all the best ways. the end of ep 2 will fuckin get ya so be prepared for that

the unsleeping city is also very good but is less My Brand personally. disclaimer that i still need to watch the s2 finale but am through the rest of it! this one takes place in modern day new york city, with an added twist of 'what if there was a secret magical world there too'. some of my friends like this one more than fh, but the plot and worldbuilding (mostly in s1) didn't speak to me as much. that said, GOD are the characters so good and honestly, of the d20 shows i've seen, i think this one has my favorite player to player interactions. also, the characters are all adults in the real world so they have actual backstories and pre-existing relationships that you get to uncover as the show goes on, which is very spicy and fun. if you like urban fantasy or are a fan of nyc, this one is probably gonna be your jam. fair warning that s2 took place during the pandemic, and therefore is done over zoom. that said, i've been enjoying s2 much more than i did s1 on a plot and worldbuilding level (the antagonist?? the themes?? oh chefs kiss). loses points for me for having weirdly strong christian worldbuilding and almost no jewish characters in nyc??? and also very few main queer characters. but that isn't as much of a bother to other people as it was to me

both of those shows are with the main cast!! so either way you'll be able to fall in love with them as the rest of us have. you can watch the first seasons on youtube but you need dropout after that! (i'm sure you can find it uploaded somewhere but i was way too eager to give them my money lmao i fell in love so hard and they deserve it)

either way, i hope you have a ton of fun nonny!!! theyre really great shows with lovely people!

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #tuc

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danielsullivan · 2 years

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fallen hero?

@antigonick also asked Fallen hero. Thank you guys! <3

blorbo: Ortega. 100%. They're such an incredible character. I love them so much.

scrunkly: Daniel Sullivan. He's my baby angel. I can't wait to hopefully see him break and go absolutely bonkers by book three or four.

scrimblo bimblo: Hmmm...This is kinda difficult bc IMO the FH fandom is really good at giving every character the appreciation they deserve but...the puppet. I think. Or hollow ground.

glup shitto Ohh either Jake, Nocturne or Blaze. :^) Can't really decide.

poor little meow meow: ❤️ Sidestep ❤️

horse plinko: Either Ortega or Danny. Sorry babies.

eeby deeby: Everyone at the farm, lol. Die, bitches. Send me some more fandoms to talk abt <3

#smoochies thank u babes

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intuitive-bbloom · 2 years

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hey thereeee bloooommmmm I saw that your intuitive asks are open and was hoping to request as well. can ik what my spirit guides want to tell me rn? thank you and have a great day.

-fh

Hey there angel ! 💕💕💕 here’s what you spirit guides wanna channel!

We love you

Nature

Capricorn

They don’t deserve you

February

They really came through to express their love for you 💕💕💕🥺🥺☺️☺️ they want you to engage in nature more. Go outside, meditate in nature and relax. Are you still with people who don’t appreciate you and undermine everything you do? They don’t give you your due treatment and respect? Well spirits are channeling that some changes are gonna be made in February.

Hope you liked it 💕

#bbloom answers

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dr-mesmer · 2 years

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(⭐️ Dumblr repeatedly denying my response??? rude.) (But anyway!! Loving the event so far, even if playing Hunter in the “About “Her”” event is a trip...) (I can’t ever get Emil’s image out of my head when I play on Darkwoods though.)

Rude indeed

Honestly I just went fh because even when I use my main it's really hard to win 😔

He would be so devastated- Protecting little girl? More like protect Emil. This boy went through so much trauma already-

Ada will have to scoop him up and bring him back to the manor. Maybe she will even make his favorite snacks and give him lots of hugs 🥺

He won't be able to play for a while but at least he can feel safe again in her arms-

He deserves to be protected

And Ada will beat up the person responsible for including dogs in this map-

Thinking about it this way makes it a bit easier-

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adrienne-fh · 3 years

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From the desk of...

Day 1- Introduce yourself! What’s some basic info you’d like to share about yourself? Also! What are you studying? (If you’re in college, what’s your major? which semester are you in?)

I am adrienne-fh. I am a non-traditional adult student attempting to complete my first Bachelor's Degree. I am a student at Oregon State University on hiatus. I studied Psychology and Statistics. I hope to resume soon.

I enjoy singing, reading, writing, twitch streaming. Starcraft, Hearthstone, World of Warcraft - RPGs, RTS, and fighting games are fun. I also enjoy Chess. I wear monochromatic outfits with an eye for textures. I’m a curly girl. All-natural everything but wear wigs as my hair grows back from a buzz cut.

I am an ordained minister through Universal Life Church. It is much more than being a wedding officiant! I offer a host of ministerial services including ceremonies for baptism, the dying, and funerals.

I am a person with chronic illness: Fibromyalgia and PTSD. This causes a range of difficulties, the hardest to deal with being pain and exhaustion. I’m a walking pin cushion with a pillow.

Day 2- If you’ve chosen a major, why did you decide on it? If you’re in any other grade, what field/major interests you the most?

I am interested in human behavior and high performers and the dark triad. I love to understand how our mind works. Because I am interested in psychometrics and informatics, I am developing my skill in statistics and programming.

I enjoy human-computer interaction and Natural Language Processing. AI and its impact on what it means to be a working adult are intriguing. Children are at an advantage, learning more skills sooner. All this, combined with wanting to be a part of the new wave of IoT and AI, starts with understanding who we are to appreciate who we are becoming. The impact on our decision-making and empathy is stunning.

I am a Mental Health Peer Supporter seeking provisional certification. I am also seeking ways to improve my pastoral counseling services. Psychology is key in many endeavors, even writing complex characters!

Day 3- Have you done a challenge before? If so, how was it? If not, what are you expecting to get out of this experience?

Yes! 100 Days of Productivity. I forget to post sometimes. I would like to develop consistency and use my blog to keep me accountable. Because I’m not so broken up about not always completing what I set out to do, I focus more on the joy of sharing my story with others and the connections I could make.

Day 4- For my researching fellows, what are you researching? If you’re not currently researching, what is the topic within your field that you’re most passionate about?

Mainly, the effectiveness of Online Mental Health Communities. How to make Online Health Communities work better. How we interact with Online Mental Health Communities and how they affect the way we feel and behave. How can Fountain House use its Virtual Club House to improve life satisfaction amongst members?

I also research trends in AI, Beauty, and Goal Achievement.

Day 5- Tag 3 studyblrs that you like seeing on your dashboard.

@a-medstudents-journey

@theologei

@a-study-in-dante

Day 6- Quickly! tag urself!

five pm. warm smiles. classy. aesthetic Instagram feed. anklets. soft music. yoga. face masks. @adrienne-fh

Day 7- Some of your music faves right now (let’s say up to 5)

ABBA, Madonna, Vienna Teng, Ashnikko, Billie Ellish

Day 8- International Women’s Day! What’s your take on feminism?

It is obviously not much of a choice to be respectful to anyone, no matter gender or preference. We can complain about the conversations we are having or do more to have them. We have to treat each other better - humans in general.

Day 9- Write something that you’d like to tell yourself.

You can do it! You are doing it! It is getting better! Focus. Get rid of all the junk! You deserve the love and life you keep giving to everyone else.

Day 10- Tag someone whose aesthetic you love seeing on your feed.

@justanotherstudyblrinthecrowd

Day 11- What’s something that you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t got the chance to do so?

Stand in front of the Louvre. Visit the Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família. Fall in deep mutual kind and compassionate love with lots of romance and care. Publish a print book - short stories, essays, novels, novellas, and of course poetry. I have a lot to share!

Day 12- Are you more into plants or flowers? What’s your fave type?

I really love succulents. The best of both. I really really love moss!

Day 13- Tell us the most eye-opening book you’ve read.

Oh. That’s really hard. I think of The Da Vinci Code and The Human Stain. Any book by Jonathan Safran Foer, particularly Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close.

Day 14- What are some of the reasons you love yourself/should love yourself?

I am a divine child of light that believes in the cosmos lining up and giving all of us a big wink with a smile. I’m silly and playful. I’m dead serious smart, psychic, and a crazy protector of love and personal freedom. I fight away evil with nurturing and honesty. I’m a bit crazy and zany. I’m bizarre. I’m pretty much free-spirited and open with an edge.

Day 15- Tag someone who you think would get along just right with you.

@manuxstudies

Day 16- What’s your go-to coffee/tea/beverage order?

Venti Flat White with sugar in the raw or Keto-Friendly Stevia Drops. Both are delicious.

Day 17- Share with us your feel-good playlist.

Deep Focus

Brain Food

The Show Must Go On (Curated)

Day 18- Tag someone whose blog you constantly check.

@bakinginthewoods

Day 19- Tell us about your online experience (is it sometimes overwhelming? Do you feel like it's a great way to get in touch with people? What’s something that you love seeing on here?)

Tumblr is soothing. Other online communities, not so much. I have gotten bullied, cyberattacked, stolen from, and had trouble with employment because of online hijinks based on Gossip and “Mean-Girling”. People who are stressed out and have a reputation to uphold lash out at people who are viewed as a threat (for whatever reason). We, as netizens, know that the whole “Bro Culture” thing can be toxic. I experienced gossip on steroids that resulted in financial loss, illness, and loss of employment. Hard to prove. However, finding and creating healthy spaces online that encourage creativity and sharing is possible. Some of my favorite supportive communities are Github, Quora, and Deviant Art. If you know of any, share a link in my comments.

Day 20- What are three things that inspire you?

Music. I love deep lyrics and heavy percussion and bass. My journal entries. I love reading what I'm actually thinking (same with Vlogs). People-watching. You learn a lot about what matters watching our interactions silently.

Day 21- Share a quote that speaks to you.

“He who fears he will suffer already suffers because he fears.”

— Michel De Montaigne.

Day 22- What’s your comfort food/ comfort routine for sad days?

Peanut Butter and Jelly with a tall glass of cow milk.

Day 23- What’s some random miscellaneous piece of information that you just happen to know?

Kirk Hammett of Metallica met his wife while a film, jazz, and Asian studies student at SFU in CA.

Day 24- Share with us your favorite word (it can be in any language).

Pus. It's the Swedish word for Kiss. Bra, also Swedish, means good.

Day 25- Tag someone who has great text posts

@adrienne-fh

Day 26- What has been your best zoomester experience so far?

I can’t say which. This is pretty nice.

Day 27- If you’re about to graduate, what’s something that you’ll miss from school? If you aren’t about to graduate, tell us something you really love about school.

I enjoy reading and understanding difficult concepts. What a joy after a few hours of reading to finally understand!

Day 28- Spill the tea about the things that you’ve done during the zoomester (Online shopping, courses taken, any hobby)

I’ve doodled. I’ve zoned out. I’ve watched Twitch.

Day 29- Quick! Name your own aesthetic! or alternatively, what’s an aesthetic you’d like to try out?

Romanti-goth, Vamp, Cyber Punk (kinda). Pinup.

Day 30- What’s the best advice someone has given you?

Fake it till you make it. Show up and never give up. Burn your boats!

Day 31- Send three people some uplifting messages!

@ava-embers Write more sexy stuff doll face.

@studyingwhilepsychotic smooches to my soul sister. Rage on wild child.

@twitchb-tch Shut up! You are too cute. You guys rock!

#zoomester studyblr challenge #studyblr #positive mental attitude #career #education #mental health #fibromyalgia

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tubbytarchia · 1 month

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want to hear your thoughts on jimmy and joel. all your thoughts. all of them. across universes.

You ask you shall receive. I love them a lot

I can see them as a ship (and no Joel white knight can come at me when those two frequently engage in questionable exchanges) but mostly I see them as best friends with a brotherly bond. Joel is kinda similar to Martyn to me when thinking of Jimmy, where he's always been there and taken him for who he is and just fucked around, carefree. He's a mean bean but his banter doesn't give off maliciousness, to me he hasn't ever seemed as overstepping and making Jimmy genuinely upset

Unfortunately ESMP2 happened and it really pains me how much Joel drove the "toy Jimmy" bit into the ground, resulting in all the seriousness that Jimmy wasn't ever offered. Maybe Jimmy wouldn't have become as much of a joke as he was were it not for Joel. Maybe it would have all hurt a bit less if Joel hadn't built massive walls around Tumble Town. This does pain me always, but you know what, at least "bullying Jimmy" is not his shtick that he needs to rely on throughout various SMPs as much as it feels like certain other people do. He decided to lean into it this once wirh some thought that wasn't just "haha Jimmy sux!!" but unfortunately it devolved and absolutely everyone went along with his bit. But as far as Joel goes, from a brotherly sort of friendship perspective especially, this kind of teasing and banter is more excusable than it would be within a romantic ship etc, but regardless it still pains me lol

Aside from that though, they're buds... Joel I don't think could ever comfort Jimmy in any decent way just because of being the rabid creature that he is, even if he were to know of and understand Jimmy's horrors (to the best of his ability). But what matters is that he cares... He doesn't ever express this outwardly but he cares and that makes me happy and enjoy them as a duo. Things like how in Limited Life he really wanted to help Jimmy get some time to stay in the game longer and his downward red life spiral pretty much beginning with Jimmy's death. How in Secret Life he expresses confidence in Jimmy having his back, and how in spite of his anguish after Lizzie's death, he doesn't say anything to ruin Jimmy's fun upon him not being the first one out. Even when Jimmy's not there, all he says is "Jimmy's gloating about it, which is a weird thing to gloat about? But we have to give him every little win, don't we"

Also in 3rd Life, Jimmy kind of jokingly (I guess??) left a sign on Joel's property that just said "I miss you - Love from Solidarity" and I never stop thinking about it. It pains me a lot, especially when that came before the FH ordeal kicked into proper gear. It honestly reads like one last effort to get away from something awful that he's anticipating, for someone to help? Something something canary, he's sensing the danger. But Joel is stupid lol and I can't blame him for not paying that sign any mind. Anyway this is a stretch I just. I never stop thinking about it.........this reads like a cry for help..........

It genuinely surprises me when I think back to the traffic series' and realize how little Joel has made fun of Jimmy. Sure he laughs, with him it's more excusable because of their friendship, and yet somehow he doesn't make a fool of or comment on Jimmy's reputation as much as some others do. He doesn't seem to think Jimmy to be notably incompetent like some of the others do. Can't say too much on other SMPs because I've seen very little of them but the vibes seem to be more or less same. I love them a lot anon, I love them a lot... Joel, for a change, is someone Jimmy deserves (because he deserves someone who cares) and is fortunate to have, if only it weren't for all the unrelenting horrors that Joel can't really help with in any case. Pensive

#blabber

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The conclusion to the VA/BL reread with Silver Shadows and Ruby Circle (here’s the post on FH, here’s the post on the VA closers SB and LS)

I think I forgot to emphasize this in the last post: it is bullshit that Adrian still had the Alchemist-paid-for apartment after the events of “TFH” and only becomes more unbelievable that Trey has it still in “SS”... I do not get it

Like with SB and LS, I would make a lot of plot changes in the adaptation.

Silver Shadows

Fun fact: her golden lily on this book cover actually flashes a little gold in the right lighting, and I love that

This one, especially the majority of Sydney’s stuff in the first half or so of the book, was much better than I remembered.

Adrian’s stuff had me far less forgiving. I realize he’s struggling with a fictionalized elevated form of bipolar disorder and he developed addictions in trying to self-medicate over most of his adolescence/early adulthood so far, but as far as his actions go... the part where he blackouts for something like three weeks while in Sydney’s chapters she’s so certain he’s going to rescue her... it really frustrates me. Especially because Richelle writes him as self-flagellating over it, but Sydney immediately reassures him “oh, no, I just got the gas turned off, you couldn’t have really done anything...” as if those three or so days weren’t a big deal with the way the time crunch worked out later... it’s one of those heavy-handed things where I don’t feel like Richelle ever actually makes Adrian own up to his errors in the same way the rest of the main characters have to. Including: Wesley Drozdov and his motley crew show up again, and Adrian plays big hero and outs their dabbling attempt on Sydney, and then with Keith later on thinks to himself “at least I’d taken no for an answer from girls” as if he hadn’t insistently pursued both Rose and Sydney (including the scene at Alicia’s Victorian inn in IS) and been revealed to have dabbled at least once. Like, good that he’s trying to make up for past behavior, but again and again it comes off to me as glib or insincere (in the way it’s written- that he’s some model that is exempt from causing harm). This especially pisses me off in the way he treats his mom for sticking in a loveless marriage to his dad (did Adrian forget about his mom’s affair with Ambrose btw?) for financial security, and even with the hypocrisy being pointed out to him and him begrudgingly admitting it in his mind, or he drags Nina to Sonya’s to try and get her compensated for her work and she’s all googly eyes at him, but his acts of chivalry feel empty. And this extends to Marcus, too, to a lesser extent. Look, I love Carly (all the Sage sisters mean the world to me) and I’m glad that she became an advocate for fellow survivors and I get what Richelle was trying to do in empowering survivors with Carly’s character, but Marcus’ star-struck admiration of her (being made speechless by her strength) felt weird and make me uncomfortable.

On to Sydney’s stuff, holy hell her side of the story is dark. And this conversion therapy nonsense in it is part of why I desperately want canon queer leads in the adaptation (preferably Sydney herself, which would yes mean Adrian and probably Rose... that’s my prerogative). Is that potentially triggering? YES. But Richelle took that step when she laid it on so thick with the allegory. In the meantime, I love the supporting characters that Richelle drew up to be in the center with Sydney. Emma, Duncan, and the rest (the fellow detainees- not Sheridan... she can burn) and I want more of them (seriously, Richelle made some great underexplored groups with the Unpromised, the Keepers, the Merry Men, and then these additional Rebelchemists). There is a weird mention of Sydney having arranged some supply closets on one of the floors, despite whatever scene she did that in seemingly having been cut (there was also a line Rose ascribed to Victor at the end of Last Sacrifice about sending Jill away, so it’s not unheard of). When I first read the book (with a long break before), the degree to which Sydney was using magic in there felt illogical, but rereading directly from the other books, it is more justifiable. I think the Detainment, and Sydney’s struggles there, is some of the best writing Richelle managed in the books, and I don’t have any changes to that part.

But the escape... is actively worse than I remember it. There are glimmers of some great stuff in there- I mentioned in the last post how much I love when Sydney wakes up Hopper and sobs over him, and that still is powerful. But omfg Sydney (and Adrian) hold up the stupid stick so many times in these chapters. To be clear, first-off: Adrian should have gotten blood before they ever went into the desert. In the worst case, he and Eddie (the night before the infiltration) should have gone off to the side and done a feeding (doesn’t have to be Eddie, since I imagine he actually has a bad reaction to them since FB, but it does have to be someone willing). Eddie would have enough time to recover, especially with adequate food. Setting that aside, the actual events of the escape work for me. So I guess it’s more the after. Sydney and Adrian should have driven straight to Las Vegas (if they wanted to stop in the other town and change clothes and switch cars that’s fine with me- I even like the senior citizen tour they were on; p.s. we never learn if the Ivashkinator was shipped back to Palm Springs or anything, which is very surprising to me). Their decision to stay in a hotel overnight, even as much as Sydney did deserve that kind of relaxation, was stupid beyond belief. I would have preferred they got to Vegas, were spotted by Alchemists but made it to the Witching Hour without issue, and then Adrian got them a room, and that was the point where Sydney relaxed and slept. Consolidate some of that. Let Sydney have her luxury bath, and a haircut from Adrian, and other stuff there. Let her mention to him that the first photo she saw of him was taken near there, and hey, did he know Rose had bought a car in Russia that Sydney loved. And when Adrian goes down to make some money to further their escape, that’s when he realizes they’re being watched- there are too many yellow and orange auras. Let them have a less exorbitant wedding than in the book- no ridiculous mermaid dress that Sydney can’t expect to move in and that is ridiculously expensive (she can still have a beautiful stunning white dress). Let her start with the blue sneakers. Let Adrian find a place to get the ring made, if that’s necessary (or just use the dang cufflinks as are for the time being and pin them to the fancy attire). And Jill sends the chopper directly to the Firenze for an “Italian” wedding. They can still have the showdown with Sheridan on the roof- just simplify everything.

And then when they get to Court- let Sydney do more of the talking. Let her (righteously) call out the conditions in the reconditioning- the torture because she showed empathy to Renee who couldn’t even eat on her own, the torture they inflicted on Emma to break her- she didn’t betray her own kind, the Alchemists are repeatedly betraying their own kind, pushing them into the darkness of an empty hole. Oh, and this necklace around her neck, that Sheridan took for her own before Sydney reclaimed it, the morning glories were painted by the man she loves. And she rejects the Alcehmists having any authority on her. She’s a witch of the Stelle coven; she’s Sydney Sage Ivaskhov damnit. And when her dad tells her that if she doesn’t come with them, these will be the last words she ever gets to say to him? She gets to ask him if he knew what happened to Carly, if he let it happen under his own roof because he wanted a son like Keith more than the daughters he was blessed with. I want Sydney arguing her case, having her real communion. I said the same for Rose and Spirit Bound, and Sydney deserves the same here.

p.s. there are a lot of structural parallels between this book and BP/early SB- Sydney’s reeducation being like Rose’s time in Novosibirsk, the Tasarov escape from SB (which Eddie directly mentions) immediately followed up with a Vegas trip

Ruby Circle

Dang it. Look, I no longer hate the idea of Sydney and Adrian raising a kid. Their ending in RC was a lot better built-up (and a lot less bitter for Sydney) than I thought the first time. But the road to get there...

I hate the Jill being kidnapped by Alicia part (and I don’t buy the Warriors working with her). Honestly, just let them deal with Alicia during the events of Fiery Heart (when next to nothing else is going on). Like, Adrian and Sydney come off really badly in my head for “causing” her kidnapping because of a personal vendetta against them, when they came there to protect her in the first place (I realize the actual fault was with Alicia, but the feeling stands). Also the pointless scavenger hunt leading them from Pennsylvania (so conveniently, even though Alicia would have had to go there to set her traps after abducting Jill in the first place?) a month after the fact to whatever castle (then to Michigan) then to Palm Springs and the infiltrating the Warriors mission... it’s all too much (also I refuse to believe Sydney cast those stinging demons... that’s so dangerous I can’t even). Given the introduction of the Stelle in FH, and the unnecessary Malachi stuff, it works better to do that all then anyways. (I still want Jackie involved somehow of course) Instead of sidelining Angeline at Amberwood, she should get to be involved in the hunt for Jill (same as Eddie was for Sydney).

In other parts... Wesley Drozdov was never a good character. I really didn’t need even a mention of him in this book. I also... don’t buy how stigmatized Adrian was for marrying Sydney. I can see it being a scandal, or a laughingstock, the source of snarky asides and derision, but Richelle never built it in VA or the earlier BL books to being as heinous as she then tried to make it (so that Adrian could feel suffocated by Court, just like Sydney). I would have been much more interested in trying to see Sydney blend in, and take a stand in the Moroi world (and seeing her try to ally with nonroyal Moroi, but that also still not going super smoothly because they don’t like being on the same level as a human), and maybe her trying out her magic with the Moroi fighters that Mia and Christian had formed (that beautiful, blessed little moment), and then if it integrating there didn’t work admitting that it just... wasn’t going to. Rather than not even trying.

I understand that Richelle was building up with Adrian’s fears of completely losing it with Nina, but she just got screwed over in both of these books. (We’re acknowledging that it was wrong of her to kiss him in SS when he wasn’t even conscious, and moving on). And then Olive got screwed. And Neil got screwed. I said before that I don’t mind Sydney and Adrian raising a kid. But I mind a whole heck of a lot that Richelle killed (essentially) Nina and Olive both (in bullshit, tragic ways) and then wrote Neil off so that Sydney and Adrian would have to raise a baby. Let Sydney be pregnant. Let her be recovering from the most traumatic event of her life, she and Adrian forewent protection on their hectic honeymoon/escape, she’s going to be a mom to a Dhamphir and wow that’s going to be weird for her... and meanwhile this allows her to get through to Olive. To promise Olive and Neil that Sonya and everyone else will not use their baby as a test tube. Nina can still go up to the brink (maybe she passes it and the spirit trio of Lissa, Sonya, and Adrian have to heal her), there can still be a Strigoi attack at the Refuge in northern Michigan, but ffs cut the crap treatment of those three to pass on a readymade kid to Sydrian. It is a trope that I loathe. I also dislike the “ohmigod” fangirl characterization of Mallory, and while the Rand stuff was better than I remembered (that is to say, he is terrible and everyone acknowledges that and no one makes light of it the way I misremembered), I could do without it (especially since I’d prefer that if they keep Dimitri and Adrian cousins, they addres it much earlier).

Honestly, I would do the following:

the start of the season for RC (which doesn’t match its name??) has Sydney and Adrian locked down at Court and they can’t help like they want to, so they try to adapt and do what they can there, including Adrian trying to get Nina to calm down; their friends from Palm Springs and Marcus team up altogether and get an infiltration squad with the Warriors of Light; Eddie gets to participate; they rescue Jill, and get some of the data on the Alchemist/ Warrior collaboration

the Moroi Court finally gets into action on the age and family laws in earnest; meanwhile, Sydney is helping carve out a niche for the rebel Alchemists to work with the Moroi, especially for Strigoi hunting groups like what Mia and Christian wanted to organize; Jill and Sydney are helping each other emotionally recover from their respective hostage ordeals; Sydney realizes she’s pregnant, which helps Adrian realize in a dream with Olive that she’s pregnant, and finally sees her location marker

it’s “rescuing” Olive time; Neil gets to go too- with his presence, things don’t all go to shit; there is a Strigoi attack in retaliation for the new hunting groups, but heroes persevere and protect the commune; the data on the Alchemist/Warrior collaboration, and the Rebelchemists work with the Moroi, gives the perfect leverage now to get the Rebelchemists their freedom and establish Sydrian’s future together

SO, after rereading Bloodlines

I dislike Sydrian less than I did, though I still think Adrian could be vastly improved if adapted as a woman

the second half gave Eddie more to do, but still not enough emotional focus on him

man Amberwood and its supporting characters disappeared; I get that Adrian isn’t likely to settle in California long term, but can I please get more resolution to those characters, whether it comes from more focus in IS, or a graduation ceremony or something?

Abe also disappeared which is strange

man, Sydrian have a lot of daddy issues. because their dads are both abusive jerks. but why oh why did Jared end up collaborating with the Warriors for tattoos? was it because of anger over ‘losing’ Sydney or just greed? I’m glad that Zoe and Sydney at least started to heal things, and that Zoe is ok where she is

we still never got answers on who restored Lee... Clarence only showed up for deus ex machina money and shelter and I guess blood (did Marcus ever get to speak to him again?)

minor grievance: Richelle described the Warrior recruits as being almost evenly distributed between men and women, with a slide toward men, before two pages later saying there were 30 potential guys and 13 potential ladies, and remembering that, oh, yeah, the Warriors didn’t really use women on the front line; I don’t want any of that subplot adapted I just... editing?

#DoBetterByOliveAndNinaAndNeil2030 (who gets to name their kid Declan?), #LetSydneyUseHerBeautifulBrain

#I'm a VA girl #long beneath the cut

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sanderssidesfanfiction · 4 years

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Royal Growing Pains - Chapter Twenty Three

Warnings: Homophobia, transphobia, misgendering, sympathetic Deceit

Royal Growing Pains Tag

After catching Remus up on what happened after dinner, Roman sat on his bed, staring at a blank paper, pen in hand. He sighed, typing on his phone. honestly re, i don’t know if i can do this. writing vows seems like an impossible task

Roman’s phone pinged almost immediately. you’ve got this down, roman, i know you do. have you tried being HONEST for once?

ew. no. not an option Roman said with certainty.

why not?

Roman turned red and was thankful Remus wasn’t in the room. He would instantly know that Roman was crushing. Instead, he took advantage of only being able to text. because saying that someone is “just okay” or “better than my parents” generally doesn’t come across as good vows

okay, okay, you got me there Remus allowed. what DO you like about him? what would you want to say to him were you actually in love with him?

thank you? i guess?

why?

because...he’s an escape. he’s sweet, and he cares about what i think. he makes sure that i matter

you better be writing those things down, ro, because that’s prime vows material Remus replied.

Roman scribbled it down dutifully and sighed. it still doesn’t feel like enough

it never does, from what i understand. you’ll figure it out. i know you will. you always were the smart one

still am, you idiot Roman replied with a smile and a winking emoji.

that’s the spirit! Remus took his time typing out his next text. do you want to string together some sentences for me? allow me to nitpick and beta-read your vows?

do i have much of a choice? you’ll nitpick them after the wedding given half the chance if i don’t let you do it now Roman sighed, rubbing his forehead. i’ll give it a shot, gimme a few

A quick confirmation from Remus and Roman was left staring at the paper on the bed, and the phone in his hands. With fingers trembling, he double-checked he and Remus weren’t in the group chat, and started to type.

Damien, I would be lying if I claimed to know exactly what to say to you. Despite all the words I have learned throughout my life, none of them seem to describe just how much I love you. You’re my escape from unpleasantries, with your ability to make me laugh. You ask my opinions, and my state of mind, and you listen attentively when I answer. You don’t care about all the things I hate about myself, dare I say you think they make me all the better, and I cannot fathom how that’s possible. Damien, you truly give me a chance to see myself in a new light, in YOUR light, and allow me to feel confident, if only for a moment. You never fail to make me smile, and see the silver lining in the clouds. I don’t believe in other halves, but I do believe in matching pairs, and honestly, Damien...you’re my match. It was hard to see at first—I know we got off to a rocky start—but I truly believe we’ll be in this together for the long haul. We’ll make it work. I love you, Damien, and I hope that we can be together ‘til death do us part, and beyond.

Roman got no response for a solid two minutes after he sent that experimental text. Just as Roman was about to poke Remus, he got a one-word response: wow

good wow? Roman asked, nibbling his lip.

roman, if you use that in the actual wedding, there won’t be a dry eye in the house. i guarantee it. and i’m sure fh will love it Remus replied. and when i say there won’t be a dry eye, i mean it. I’M tearing up at that. i wish someone would love ME that much. maybe more platonic-leaning, but...

Roman laughed. you’ll find someone, re. in fact, there’s a guy here named logan who is VERY interested in meeting you. damien and i agreed that the two of you would hit it off

he know I’m demiro? Remus asked.

not yet, that’s your story to tell. but he speaks out for the benefits of polyamory, and he doesn’t take crap from me OR damien. you’d def like him, even if you don’t LIKE him like him

Remus responded with a simple interesting and Roman rolled his eyes.

i told him not to tell you gorey facts so you don’t think he’s flirting, you’re safe

how very dare you! i’m in desperate need of gorey facts for a new fic i’m writing!

you’re terrible Roman scoffed. i’ll let him know, if you want me to

no, no, this could prove to be a fun challenge. see how long it takes for him to break >:) Remus’ evil laugh was almost audible.

don’t break him, he grades damien’s papers Roman paused, considered, and added, scratch that. damien might thank you for breaking him. that could get you in his good graces. do it

do i NEED to be in good graces with fh? Remus asked.

for my peace of mind, yes Roman replied.

but that’s no FUN! Remus shot back.

Roman snorted. tough. suck it up anyway

Remus’ grumbling was obvious by the way he didn’t reply. Roman laid back on his bed and sighed. He was tired, true, but he wasn’t sure he should be going to sleep quite this early, because he’d probably wake up in the middle of the night were that the case.

His mind kept on whirring with thoughts of the vows and the wedding, but when he opened his eyes next and checked the clock, six hours had gone by and it was past two in the morning. “Oh, damn it,” Roman muttered.

He checked his phone and saw that Remus hadn’t texted him in that time. Roman stood and changed into pyjamas, before padding outside his room. He had no idea where he was going, but he needed to move around. He needed to do something besides stare at the ceiling as he tried to fall back asleep. He knew that sooner or later he would have to return to bed, but right now, he felt awake enough that one little walk would hardly wipe him out.

The castle was different at night. The hallway lights were already out, the only light coming in through the windows from the stars and the moon. Roman could vaguely hear talking coming from somewhere, no doubt the guards doing their rounds.

He walked to the library, not knowing where else to go, and as he walked in, he saw a stray light on, a sleeping figure against the table, back rising and falling slowly, soft curls falling around the figure’s face, and Roman swallowed. Damien. Damien always had his hair slicked back somehow, Roman didn’t realize that it might be that curly when left alone. And it was decidedly adorable. Roman took a breath and moved forward. No matter what he thought, Damien would probably appreciate falling asleep in an actual bed rather than in the library. “Damien?” Roman asked in a hushed whisper. He took another step and reached out. “Damien.”

Damien bolted upright as Roman’s fingers brushed against his shoulder. He blinked owlishly up at Roman. “Oh. Hello my dear. What are you doing up?”

“I accidentally fell asleep too early,” Roman said. “How late did you stay up?”

Damien checked his phone. “I was only asleep for an hour,” he said, scrubbing his face. “I came in here to work on the vows, because I always focus better in the library. But the words...refused to fall into place. I texted your brother, and he said that he had seen your vows and that I would enjoy them, but...aside from him talking about little things about you I didn’t know before, I didn’t get much done.”

“Are you sure?” Roman asked, eyeing the papers that Damien had been sleeping on. “You have quite a bit written.”

“Nothing concrete that I really like,” Damien grumbled. He took a breath, and looked away. “I’m sorry, my dear. I wanted to at least give you a good wedding, if we had to be married to each other by force for the rest of our lives, but I can’t even get the vows right.”

“Hey, Damien,” Roman said softly, tilting Damien’s head over so they were looking at each other. “I don’t care about the vows. I don’t care about the music, or the dancing, or the guests, or anything else about the wedding. As long as I’m with you, this whole thing will be bearable. I promise. Just...be yourself. I promise, that’s the best thing you can be.”

“You...promise?” Damien asked, and his voice sounded so broken and small, Roman didn’t know how to respond for a minute.

“I promise, Damien,” Roman said with a smile. “We don’t have to be in love with each other to enjoy the wedding. We can have fun talking about our relatives, and dance to our hearts’ content, and you get to meet my brother. It’ll be fun, no matter what you do or don’t say for the vows, all right?”

“But...but you deserve more,” Damien said. “God, you deserve more than me, Roman. You deserve someone who knows what to say for a stupid wedding. You deserve someone who you truly love. I’m sorry that you’re stuck with me.”

“I’m not,” Roman whispered, smiling sadly. “I’m very happy I’m stuck with you.”

Damien blinked, and tears fell down his cheeks. “You’re too kind,” he breathed. “You get carted off, forced to be married to a man you’ve barely met, and you could have done anything else. You could have fought, you could have wanted nothing to do with me and told me as much, you could have run away in the middle of the night or you could have made plans to leave me at the altar. And yet...you treated me with kindness, and you still do. You’re so, so impossibly kind, and I love that about you and I can’t—” Damien took a breath. “I can’t even admit to myself how important you are to me.”

“Damien, it’s okay,” Roman said, sitting down on the table. “Something tells me you’re just very tired. If you sleep now you can probably think better in the morning, you can come up with the vows then.”

“I have—I have vows. Now. I wrote from my heart like Mother suggested and I came up with something. I just...I don’t want you to see, I don’t like them,” Damien rambled. “I don’t want you to see how desperate I am for positive attention, how much I can act like a lovesick puppy. I...” Damien swallowed. “I’m dreaming, aren’t I? You’re just a hallucination. I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. I should...go to bed. Because I don’t remember walking there. I couldn’t have gone to bed, I must have actually fallen asleep in the library.”

“Damien, this isn’t a dream,” Roman said. “You’re tired, sure, but I’m awake and so are you.”

“Oh,” Damien said softly. He cleared his throat, sat up straight, and gathered up his papers. “Either way, I should go to bed and so should you, my dear.”

Roman blinked at the sudden change in Damien’s demeanor. “Damien,” Roman said, putting his hand over one of Damien’s. “What’s wrong?”

Damien stood sharply, retrieving his hand. “It doesn’t matter, I’m just tired,” he said with an unconvincing smile. “I just need to go to bed, I think.”

“Okay,” Roman said reluctantly. “But if you need to talk, you know where to find me, all right?”

“All right. Good night, my love,” Damien said, kissing Roman’s forehead and leaving the room in one swift moment.

Roman watched him go in shock. Had he just said...? He had. He had called Roman “my love” instead of his usual “my dear.” He must be sleep deprived, Roman thought. That was the only explanation that made sense. Damien had been convinced he was dreaming. There was no way that he actually meant that.

Just like there’s no way you’re in love with him? a niggling voice in the back of his head nagged at him. Face it, honey, you’re smitten, and he likes you too.

“That can’t be true,” Roman muttered to himself. “What could a guy like Damien possibly see in me?”

He hated to say that, because everyone around him would respond with something along the lines of, “Where do I begin?” but when he was all alone, he felt safe enough to release the question into the air.

But driving himself mad over this would get him nowhere. Without thinking, his legs moved forward through the library, back out into the hallway, where Damien’s figure was retreating. “Damien,” Roman called softly.

Damien paused and halfway turned, and Roman jogged up to him. A thousand questions were bubbling up in his throat, but he couldn’t get any of them out. Instead, he said, “I don’t really want to be alone right now.”

“Oh,” Damien said simply. “If you let me return the vows to my room we can find somewhere to sit and talk until you feel better?”

Roman smiled and nodded. “That would be nice,” he simply said.

“Follow me,” Damien said.

They walked together to Damien’s room, but Roman didn’t enter after Damien went in, sensing that he might not be that welcome in Damien’s space yet. Damien yawned as he exited the room and Roman felt a little bad. “If you want to sleep, you can. I’m sure I can find someone else to keep me company,” Roman said.

“Nonsense, my love, I can stay with you for at least another hour before I become too tired to function tomorrow morning,” Damien waved off.

“Why do you do that?” Roman asked as Damien started walking.

“Do what?” Damien asked.

“You called me ‘my love’ twice in the span of ten minutes,” Roman said.

Damien frowned. “I did?”

“You did,” Roman confirmed. “Usually you call me ‘my dear’ rather than ‘my love.’ I’m just a little confused.”

“Oh,” Damien said softly. “I just...I mean, I assumed we were close enough, I guess...my mind skipped to ‘my love’ because I’m tired and I consider us good friends.”

Roman’s heart sank without warning. “You call your friends ‘my love’?” he asked skeptically.

“I call my friends pet names, yes,” Damien said. “Admittedly, ‘my love’ is a new one, but I’m very tired. If you don’t like it, I can stop...”

“No!” Roman said, just a hair too quickly. “No, I like it. I was just confused.”

Damien nodded and sat down on a flight of steps, and Roman joined him. “I am sorry if I’ve caused you any discomfort while you were here,” Damien said. “I want only the best for you, Roman.That includes me being the best man I can be.”

Roman stroked Damien’s cheek. “You’re perfect just the way you are,” he said to Damien with a soft smile.

“You’re too kind, my dear,” Damien said, leaning into the touch just enough for Roman to feel it.

“I would argue that would be you, but okay,” Roman said with a small laugh.

Damien smiled, leaning against the wall. “God, I’m exhausted,” he breathed.

“Same,” Roman yawned. “Do you want to go to bed?”

“Not just yet,” Damien said. “Right now, I just want to spend some time with you.”

“All right,” Roman said.

They lapsed into silence. Roman rested his head on Damien’s shoulder, enjoying the sensation of another warm body against his own. Damien’s breathing was steady, syncing up to Roman’s. Roman took a deep breath and sighed, and subtly nuzzled into Damien’s side. Damien didn’t say anything, just wrapped an arm around Roman’s shoulders. The sound of guards walking through the castle below them lulled Roman into a light sleep, eyes slipping closed without him telling them to do so.

When he woke up next, it was to the sound of snickering above him. “Oh, this is priceless,” a familiar voice murmured.

Roman stirred and blinked awake. “Mm. Virgil?”

“Good morning, Your Highness. Came up here for my morning rounds only to find out that you and Damien have been secretly cuddling for hours.”

Roman sat up, noticing he had somehow moved from Damien’s shoulder to his chest while he was asleep. Damien’s eyes fluttered beneath his eyelids and he groaned. “Wha’s happened?” he slurred.

“How long have you two been here?” Virgil asked.

“What time is it?” Roman asked.

“Four forty five, just about,” Virgil said.

“Then about two and a half to three hours,” Roman replied, standing up. “Oh, my back is gonna kill me.”

Damien swayed to his feet. “I’m going to bed for a few more hours,” he said definitively. “Good night, my love.”

“Night, Damien,” Roman said, allowing Damien to kiss his temple before he left.

Virgil was smirking at Roman, and Roman rolled his eyes. “No, you did not miss a love confession, Virgil. I just got upgraded to ‘close friend’ in Damien’s books, apparently.”

“Very close friend, if he kisses your temple and calls you his love,” Virgil snickered.

“Shut up and leave me alone if you’re just going to tease me,” Roman said. “Unless there’s some pressing matter or another, I’m going back to bed too.”

“Oh, yeah, go get your sleep,” Virgil said. “You’re gonna have to talk to the justice of the peace this morning.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Roman groaned, waving to Virgil as he walked down the hall.

Roman stumbled to his room and face planted into the bed, falling asleep quickly, thoughts of cuddling Damien swirling in his head and putting a sleepy smile on his face.

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squidbatts · 4 years

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i'm not just a boy (i'm a-)

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda, co-leader of the Bad Kids, captain of the Aguefort Owlbears, Master of the Hangman, conqueror of Kalvaxis.

or: of fear, duskmoss, and the forest of the nightmare king

((happy fh day, i wrote this while i was crying watching the episode so it Is canon divergent, but i related to fabian’s fears a bit too much to Not write about it))

{ao3}

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda, co-leader of the Bad Kids, captain of the Aguefort Owlbears, master of the Hangman, conqueror of Kalvaxis.

You take a deep breath as Gorgug lights up the duskmoss, burying your want to chase after Riz because you think that this is the point of the forest, that this is what’s supposed to happen; it scares you, one of your crew running into the forest alone, even more than it scared you when Ragh disappeared. You think that worrying about Riz or Gorgug or Fig or Adaine or Kristen more than your other friends, the hirelings that you dragged on this quest with you, might make you a bad person. You can’t particularly find it in yourself to care.

You feel the smoke settle in your lungs, the fullness of it filling your chest. You hold it in, closing your eyes almost reflexively as it burns in your throat. Something inside you, base and afraid, remembers dragon fire on prom night, the feel of Adaine shaking against your back as you try to outrun Him on the Hangman. You shake the thoughts out of your head and breathe out.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda, co-leader of the Bad Kids, captain of the Aguefort Owlbears, Master of the Hangman.

You take another breath in, looking at your friends around you. Their presence is comforting, even though you can nearly feel the air between you all thrumming with nerves.

This summer, when Fig and Gorgug were on tour and Riz was doing detective stuff with the Elmville police and Adaine was working through things with Jawbone, you spent a lot of time alone, and then, a lot of time with the Hangman. You rode around on him to get information about Aelwen and to set up a crew, obviously, but even besides that, there was a lot of free time that led to you jumping on him and going. Going to half-pipes and highways, to bank around sharp corners and through narrow alleyways, to feel the wind on your face as you let your motorcycle run wild; going fast enough that your loneliness and your stress and your worries about your papa couldn’t catch you.

It was a summer of only you, escaping with the Hangman every second that you weren’t training with your mama. Just a fighter and his demonic mount.

You think, as you breathe out, that it suited you, honestly. You still would rather not be alone.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda, co-leader of the Bad Kids, captain of the Augefort Owlbears.

Ragh calls you “his QB” sometimes.

You know that’s what he called Dayne, you heard him yell it in the halls often enough to recognize it. You also know that it should unsettle you, that you should ask Ragh to stop or remind him that Dayne fucking Blayde was a douchebag and that you deserve your own moniker, unsullied by having belonged to him as well. You hope that you’re not becoming like Dayne, apathetic and cruel in turns, making people around you hide themselves in order to avoid your ire. It’s a terrifying idea, to become a nightmare creature with blank scarecrow eyes and a cold, shriveled heart.

Still, there’s something about Ragh being so excited that makes you keep all these worries deep inside.

You take a deep breath, feeling your ribs move as your lungs expand. You know that you’ll let Ragh keep calling you his.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda, co-leader of the Bad Kids.

You’re not the boss of the Bad Kids. You're all "co-leaders," really, and you make decisions together, for the best of the group. It works best this way, you think. The Bad Kids, your friends, aren’t afraid of you like your papa’s crew was afraid of him, not even a bit. You inhale and remember toddling around the original Hangman, a tiny half-elf with a too-big sword and a sharp need to be great enough for his papa’s legend. The crew smiled after you, but none of them ever got too close for fear of your papa’s mercurial moods.

It was a weird childhood, being the only kid on a ship of pirates, surrounded only by potential playmates that were decades older than you and the unforgiving sea.

In retrospect, you decide that you don’t like to think about it, actually. The past is best left in the past, isn't it?

Fig looks at all of you with dilated pupils and says that she’s going to cast a spell, a third-level Fear to help you all reach the center of the forest just a bit faster. Your hand shakes as you take off your father’s eyepatch and purposefully fail your saving throw. You exhale. You trust the rest of the Bad Kids implicitly.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster, grandson of Telemien Lomenelda.

William Seacaster didn’t have any parents.

Or, well, that’s not true, you know that’s not true, because surely he had someone once upon a time, but your father never talked about his own parents.

In the distance, what feels like miles away, Gorgug says something about being afraid and coming for Kristen. You chant along, barely registering the words that you’re saying as you think about how your mama didn’t ever talk about her family either, really, besides one day when she looked at you, eyes strangely clear even as she took a deep gulp of her wine, and said “My father would love to meet you.”

She never introduced you to him back then, landlocked as the forests of the Lomenelda are; the Hangman went many places in your youth, but the Seacaster family wandered only the seas of Spyre, your ship going where the tide and the whispers of riches took you. Once, you thought you saw your mama twisting and twirling on the deck, spinning herself into a tornado under the pale light of the moon. Her hands opened and closed, clutching for something beyond the reach of even a woman as well connected as the beloved wife of the feared pirate Bill Seacaster. You feel like you were never meant to see her like that, but you still can’t keep the image out of your head in quiet, dark moments.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster, son of Bill and Hallariel Seacaster.

Your parents love you.

You’re certain of that, you know that they’ve said it, that you’re their darling boy, that your mama is trying and your papa is dead and your mom is-

Wait. That’s not right.

Your mama is trying, your papa is dead, and Cathilda has always been there for you. Cathilda will always be there for you. You have a father and a mother and a Maid, that’s more than enough, as long as you have them. None of them are in this forest, confusing and dark, with you, though.

You take a deep breath in, the woodsy air filling your body. You look down at yourself, how you fade in and out of visibility. You watch as Adaine disappears between one blink and the next, as Fig tells Gorgug, “We need to find Adaine and Riz and Kristen” and doesn’t mention you at all.

When your hand goes through Gorgug’s shoulder, it’s almost a relief.

Your name is Fabian Aramais Seacaster.

You- You have a family. You have friends. You’re pretty sure that both of these statements are true.

You go to school, probably, unless… unless you live in this forest, in this grim place. You can’t imagine that there’s a school in here and, if you live here, then you must not go to school. Something, in the back of your mind, says that you don’t belong here, but you can’t remember anything before this, so you’re fairly certain that this is your world: you and the grass and the trees, you and the forest, you and nothing.

You take a seat on the cold ground as the world spins around you. You don’t think that the grass even bends against your weight.

Your name is…

Uh.

You know this. This is an easy one. Your name is...

It’s-

Fuck.

You’re-

You're... scared. It comes on you, suddenly, between one breath and the next, and you are so, so scared, more afraid than you ever have been. You don’t really remember being afraid, before, but you know this fear that holds tight to something in your chest is worse than anything you’ve ever felt before, and you hate it. You don’t know why and you don’t know how to stop it. You only know that it’s awful, terrible, and that you must feel it.

You are in a forest. The light is dim and the edges of the path are blurred by overgrown plants. You do not know your own name. You think you must have a name; everyone does, you know that at least.

You are sure you have a name.

You’re also sure, as you look at the blurred and pale outline of your own form, it probably doesn’t matter much anymore, to anyone.

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saharkhcury · 4 years

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hi hi! it me, leonie ( mariangel && luna ), with my third and final character that i definitely DID NOT need but... like... here we are. if you’d be interested in plotting, feel free to leave a like and i’ll come to you ( baymax vc; i am not fast ) or message me on here or over on discord ( emeravdes#9932 ). @frostfordstart

TRIGGERS: ISLAMOPHOBIA, BULLYING, PHYSICAL ASSAULT

full name: sahar adara khoury

nicknames: literally none

birthday: july 20th

current age: thirty

sexuality: heterosexual

born and raised in frostford because i clearly don’t like originality.

her father moved to the us from lebanon during a time of war and moved around to different states looking to get adjusted until he somehow ended up in frostford where he met her mom.

they had her older sister, her and her baby sister in the process.

the khoury’s are muslim - her mother converted to it after marrying her father - and it’s not exactly something that has made sahar’s life all that easy.

growing up, she knew that there would be a day where she’d have to soon cover herself and wear a hijab as a symbol of her faith and she didn’t really think it was that big of a deal. her mother - a former christian woman - had adapted lovely so why couldn’t she when she’d been raised muslim? it felt like a piece of cake.

however, it was NOT a piece of cake because she really saw the close-minded spirit of the towns people come out once she was in those shoes.

when she showed up almost suddenly with a hijab at the start of eighth grade, it was incredibly overwhelming to sit in a classroom and deal with the watchful eye of people who didn’t (at the time) understand what it all meant. teachers did their best to keep students attention away from her but that didn’t really happen.

she was the victim of a lot of rude comments, people telling her that if it wasn’t such a big deal she should take off the hijab to prove that they were right.

obvs she did no such thing which meant that the verbal onslaught continued.

this led to her crying often when she got home and wondering why people could be so mean when once upon a time, they’d wanted to be her friend.

with the help of her older sister, things got better and she no longer felt ashamed and like she had to hurt over something that she knew wouldn’t matter in the end; people’s opinions.

she grew to love herself and everything about being muslim up until one day her and her older - ages 17 and 19 at the time - went on a little trip to tuscaloosa and were met with some extremely closed-minded individuals who felt the need to harass them when the girls just wanted to get food. things escalated into something more physical and all sahar really remembers from it is waking up in a hospital room wondering why the world was full of so much rage and hate towards things you could learn all about at a library or online.

bc of this, sahar has ptsd and has been going to therapy ever since.

due to this, she also made the choice to remove her hijab and never wear it again. something she never thought she’d do but has felt a huge relief in her heart ever since that day.

choosing to get as far away from frostford as she could when it came to college, she settled on the university of hawaii and convinced her parents with a very long presentation on why it was the best choice.

she chose to study education with the goals of becoming a science teacher

in hawaii she fell in love with a whole different aesthetic as well as the ocean.

fast forward! and she’s twenty four and looking for her first teaching job when she saw that frostford was looking for a science teacher at FHS. she didn’t really plan on going back to frostford so quickly but she missed her family so she figured why not.

she’s been teaching there ever since!

however, she didn’t actually live in frostford the first few years that she was teaching. she lived in mobile and would commute to frostford every single day no matter what because she just didn’t want to deal with the gossip and drama of small town folk.

ultimately, two years ago she finally chose to move back officially instead of playing to roll of elusive moose.

she is still kinda elusive bc she spends all her time at the school either figuring out lesson plans, grading things or coaching her girls.

FUN FACTS

despite not wearing it daily, sahar wears a hijab when she knows she’s going to be around a lot of relatives & the style either this or this.

knows english (duh), spanish & arabic - all fluent. when she’s pissed off, she curses mainly in arabic.

she did swimming in high school! which is why she chose to coach the girls varsity swim team when she started working at the high school bc she thought her old coach was gross and the girls deserved way better than what she’d gotten.

she loves all her students to pieces and at the end of every school year, she gives out a little custom bracelet to each one of the seniors so that they can remember the time in her class. find her on graduation day and she’ll even give you a cute maroon and white lei.

is 1000% that teacher making tiktoks in her classroom when no kids are in it. will also do tiktoks w/the kids bc she loves having fun.

her tiktoks are mainly fun science activities for people to do in their home unless her students tell her to do something else.

CONNECTIONS.

i have made a page over HERE if ya wanna check it out! but here are some;

best friends

childhood friends

neighbor

exes ( she doesn’t have many i feel )

former bully/bullies? more than one?

childhood crush

that person she dated in secret in high school bc religion ( bc like !!! )

friends w/benefits

TBH?????? I’LL TAKE ANYTHING YOU WANNA GIVE ME <3

#intro.#about.#// this makes NO sense but *peace emoji*

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