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peachesforjae · 5 years

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Neocity in Vancouver

Hey so I wanted to write a little “the vibe I got and what actually went down” for each of the boys from the vancity show! No one asked for this but my extra ass wants to do it anyways so enjoy!! Also it’s a given but all of this could be false so please don’t come for me.

TAEIL

this mans vocals oooooof i mean we been knew but hearing it live ?????? 10/10 confirmed that this man really has been blessed by an angelic voice. probably the most stable voice i’ve ever heard live

his singing voice and talking voice are the same irl, same with visuals (there was this one part were he was trying to be sexy and lemme tell u that my heart started beating faster and i started s w e a t i n g)

he didn’t talk much during the ments (i really wished he did, even if it was in korean) and i personally felt like he didn’t get as much cheers as the other boys (NCTZENS YOU COWARDS HOW DARE YOU 😤)

would sell my soul to have a mini taeil in my pocket. i can tell that he has the sweetest heart and is the most humble guy, he would be the greatest husband ever u can’t fight me on it

JOHNNY

looking for the embodiment of the word flirt?? well look no further. he is really out here thinking our lives are a joke acting like your typical boy next door crush saying all the things that make your heart MELT

he is a tol boi (even tho i was sitting far away I could still tell that he is a giant) he probably was a sequoia tree in his past life or something idk but he is mr.tall and big

i haven’t seen anyone talk about this but his voice was a higher pitch irl,,,,,, like the videos will never catch it but it’s not as deep and omg his little lisp is QT. singing/rapping voice (sm give him more lines u hoes) was the same and his visuals were ever better

he did a body roll at one point and everyone LOST IT (i for real started crying) he is so handsome and ugh every time he came on screen/talked he got the loudest cheers (next to mark) he is such a genuine and heartwarming person i wish he could just be my friend that’s all i want in life

TAEYONG

no surprises with this amazing person he really is THAT beautiful HIS EYES AND SMILE AND FACE I DIED and is a rap god. it was a little surreal seeing him standing there talking cuz like is he even real ???? was he actually a hologram ????? WHO KNOWS MAN WHO KNOWS

he is one of the best performers ive ever laid my eyes on. the charisma and aura that he has stunned everybody and all i had to say was woooooow, he left me shooketh. sm really hit the jackpot with him. he is one of the pillars that nct stands on and im thankful for it

voice and rap voice were the same irl nothing surprising of course we already know that he’s talented but the crowd did love and cheer for him lots. he started the show strong and ended it strong (also let us see his shoulders thank you sir)

when he wasn’t performing he stood back more to let the other members shine and do their thing (ooooof what a leader) but I did wish that he talked a little more during the ments that’s all i could’ve asked for. he gave me a chill but nervous(?) vibe idk how to explain it

DOYOUNG

this man is GORGEOUS irl his eyes were so mesmerizing and sparkly,,,,,,,he had the cutest smile ever and the vibe he gave off to me was a little intimidating but definitely confident. he knows that he’s talented and isn’t afraid to show it

like taeil his voice was the same irl and he is a vocal powerhouse too. stable and clean. really blessed my ears and soul whenever his mouth opened. his falsetto is NOT to be messed with👀 im not saying that he is a male version of ariana but that’s exactly what I’m saying

he really interacted with the fans during the ments and he was so funny (at one point he said something and we missed it and he started laughing and then said it again so we could scream for him,,,,,,,,,,,his ego im- skskskskskshd)

most iconic thing he said was that he wanted to keep going and going and going and that he didn’t want to leave like BOI JUST STAY THEN i can buy you a house and you can just stay in Canada sksksksj i wouldnt mind if he was my neighbor

YUTA

my fellow scorpi(h)o(e) birthday buddy loml person *insert gif of me crying* he really has a resting bitch face (same here) BUT HAS THE SWEETEST HEART AND SMILE i was falling so hard and fast for him. he would probably be my best friend if i ever met him

he was honestly like a little kid,,,,had so much energy and was laughing and jumping and acting all crazy, he joked around with us so much. but then when he performed it was all ✖️🔪☠️✖️💀 and I was feeling like 527273 emotions at once i didn’t know what to do

his voice sounded a little different irl but singing voice was beautiful *cough* sm give him more lines or i will come for you *cough* and his dancing is off the charts you can really tell he puts so much effort in to be an amazing performer. i’d say hes the next best dancer next to taeyong/haechan/mark

yall this boy deadass wore a toque and said that he looked like a canadian university student and kept saying “didn’t you guys know???” with the cutest little expression ever im DEAD INSIDE and ugh he is so caring for the other members and went to mark so many times during the show

JAEHYUN

ok yall know he’s my bias and can I just say that i died, went to highway to heaven, and came back every time he did ANYTHING ????? like anything. im a whipped bitch phew. my deadly crush on him got even bigger after this - bc he really is just a 21 y/o hot dude that i would fall for irl if i met him on the streets skdhcgljsdfg

singing voice ???? perfect. visuals ???? astonishing. hotel???? trivago. skskskks stop me. anyways lemme just say that this man goes HARD when he performs i was so concerned for him like pls chill a little. he kept milly rockin and pointing to the cameras and doing shoulder/body rolls and being a lil hoe (aka this was the best day of my life)

his smile is something to die for, there is a charm to it. also he is flirt no.2 after johnny. he knew EXACTLY what to say to get the attention and everyone gave him what he asked for. he kept on saying how he loved vancouver and had a crush on it. also called us HOT a few times😪

anytime he talked and came on screen he got loud cheers and he would soak it all in (meanwhile I was having a mental breakdown,,,,,the girl behind me kept looking at me every time like sis just let me die sheesh). he gives off chill but confident vibe - i would be terrified to approach him irl. really is a people pleaser and does things to earn him attention and love

JUNGWOO

babyboy.com ......... he really is the CUTEST member all I wanted to do was hold him and pat his lil head and tel him that everything was gonna be ok. he seemed really nervous but did an amazing job performing nonetheless but i do hope that he becomes more confident in himself when he’s on stage cuz he’d get more attention than he already does

they way he talks and acts is actually baby boy culture but i can tell that that’s just a mask to hide his true side, whatever that maybe, all i know is that we aint prepared for it. his eyes sparkled every time he talked and i know this is annoying but he really is snoopy. i won’t take it back.

like taeil, he didn’t talk much during the ments but still received lots of love and cheers when he did. i personally feel like he could be ncts secret weapon in some way but that is tbd. his vocals, voice, and visuals were the same irl he really couldn’t be anymore perfect.

he tried his best to talk in english and i want to thank him for it, IT WAS SO CUTEEEE. he started crying a little at one point when he was talking about touring and performing and my HEART BROKE like no bb come here I’ll just hug you and everything will be ok.

MARK

canadas boy. canadas treasure. canadas pride. canadas ass👀 and nctzens everything. he got the loudest cheers (obvi) and i swear every time he started to talk/rap/exist everyone would loose it and it made him flustered. he felt really touched by this show and im glad that we were able to make him feel like that

he gives off that typical high school boy crush vibe. he’s really THAT awkward young adult that has it all and doesn’t know what to do with it (you’ve definitely met someone just like him) he seemed a little nervous for the show which was a given and was so clueless when we started chanting his name😂 jaehyun had to take his in-ear thingy out and his face when he realized what we were saying KILLED me

his voice is the same irl but i personally felt like his looks stood out more. he looks more mature (?) in person. his eyes also SPARKLED like he really holds galaxies in his eyes. his smile and laugh really brought joy to my heart. i just wanna thank his parents for creating such a beautiful human being. also cheek bones

he talked about his day in vancouver and started to go down memory lane and was taking about how his school was closed on the day sm was holding auditions and how it’s been a decade since he’s come back (SM LET HIM VISIT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD) he also told us that he’s proud to be a canadian and that we’re lucky to live in such a beautiful place😭❤️ i- someone come hold me

HAECHAN

babyboy numero 2. he has the babiest face out of all of them but the SOFTEST voice legit sounds like an angel i assume. his hair and skin were flawless and people better stop wh*tewashing him LET HIS BEAUTY SHINE THROUGH PEOPLE

vocals sounded the same but the pitch of his talking voice is a little different. his smile got my heart racing and he has the cutest cheeks i wanna squishem so bad. he seemed a little shy and didn’t talk a lot during the ments. his stage presence really surprised me i legit started screaming “heee heee its haechan jackson” ksksksksks i hate myself

after they performed jet lag he straight up -no warning given- went “doesn’t it feel like we just went on a date?” LIKE BOI DO I LOOK- if you think I cried you’re absolutely right. he’s definitely johnnys son he’s LEARNING from the master of flirting. but he flirts in the most adorable way possible like how ????????

i would 12/10 die for him and also wouldn’t mind having a mini version of him around for emotional support and love. sm also hit the jackpot with haechan and i also feel like he’s another secret weapon in the group watch out yall i keep forgetting that he’s so young and that the best years are still ahead of him i can’t wait to see what the future has in store for such a talented person

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i could really sense the exhaustion from the boys. they’ve been go go go from the beginning and i truly hope that they get a well deserved rest. nonetheless they put on a great show, hyped up the crowd, and made us fall in love with them even more. also they performed jet lag for us and lemme tell you that it was a B O P. i wanna say that i died when jaehyun called out the fake fans bc they didn’t know the album release date i LOVE his savage and petty ass😘, this was my first ever kpop concert and im so blessed to have seen nct127, as Johnny said, i can’t wait to see what our journey together has in store for us. im so glad they enjoyed their time in Canada (they kept saying how beautiful it was and how they want to come back to more cities hekwishehsos catch ur girl dying over here).

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jeaneybean · 5 years

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Somewhere Lady Angathel is sick of our shenanigans

But hey, I guess we found a definite answer to the question: What would’ve happened if Nitahn didn’t make his will save at her castle.

Mags and Jake come out of the amulet into the cramped room Vera and oz have been staying in. Cramped because Vera’s bear is in there. They start trying to get Mags and Jake caught up on what happened when the innkeeper comes upstairs to tell them that the person who delivered the letter is there to talk to to them. Oz and Nitahn cover up the door so she can’t see their companions or the bear, and Vlad comes upstairs. Just as Nitahn and Oz were confused to the Bear’s existence Vlad is too.

“Why is there a bear?” “It’s my bear.” “...okay.”

There’s a lot of talk of plans that basically burn down tot he follows: Mags is going to try and get a stable job at the castle since she can calm animals and make a good impression while Jake (at his instance) is going to try to entertain. Vera will accept an invite to stay in the castle when it’s offered. Meanwhile, the plan is to turn Nitahn into a werewolf ahead of schedule and use that to our advantage.

There’s a good bit of party banter expecially with Jake, who is exactly as chaotic as usual. The entire time Vera’s laying on the back of her bear in her night dress while Jake is trying to make the bear dance by picking up it’s arms and moving it around. We also explain to Vlad that there’s something in the basement of the castle and we need to get it out of there before we move people out.

After dark we hike to the castle and sneak into the undercroft, Jake taking the lead because he is totally into the idea of getting into some action. The group goes through the passages and find the room that smells like death. That’s where we find two Otyugh. Memorable bits in the fight: Everyone getting wrapped up by vines, Jake telling one that’s strangling him ‘harder’ which makes it freak out and start eylling at him, Oz making Vera deadly with haste and another buff spell, and Jake nearly killing Vera with a nat 1 roll while he had blade of blood on his scythe. We heal up after and head out.

But they die, and the group heads outside, where the path has gotten slippery with the rain and everyone but Jake slides down a 70ft hill. We fail it bad. It was a 10DC save, and Vera got the highest at a 5. She has a -7 modifier. Nitahn and Mags both rolled a 1. Jake rolls down the hill voulentarily and Magnolia heals everyone again.

Jake and Magnolia retire to another inn to keep up the illusion that we’re the only party members. The next morning Vlad comes to the inn with an invitation from his mother, again offering us to stay in the castle. Vlad’s been ‘scoping us out’ and says he’s been putting in a good word for us. Vera does her ‘I’m just a sweet little girl from the east’ voice on him and he is very unnerved. But basically, Juno figures that either we’re going to be useful (With Nitahn being a possible wolf blood, Oz being a wizard, and Vera looking to be a wavering paladin) or we’re going to be a pain in the ass (lawful stupid paladin) and she wants us nearby. He explains he’s gonig to take Nitahn out into the woods and bite him, letting him run around all day and try to come to his mind the next morning. Vera says she has a few spells that could help him retain his memories (Read: re-do his wisdom save) so he instructs her to meet him nearby the cliff where the group fell down.

NItahn asks if Vera wants to be the one to slap him around after he gets bitten because he owes her since he popped her in the face by accident, and Vera assures him that he doesn’t owe her at all but she’ll do it if he wants her to be the one to do it. Vlad makes a comment about it being good to have friends around him, and Vera’s very awkward and is like ‘Are we friends?’. Nitahn is heartbroken because he’s like ‘Of course we’re friends, do you think we’re not?’ and Vera has to even more awkwardly be like ‘I’m not used to people wanting to be my friend’ and Oz adds in that Jake jokingly saying that Oz is his best friend is the closest he’s had to a friend.

Vlad takes a moment to look at us, the group that chased him down and nearly mrudered him in a back alley for stealing Fyodora and then pirsuit predator’d his ass for two days and is like ‘Oh my god they’re just as terrible as me they’re jsut better at hiiding it.’

Oz asks him how far out he’s going to take NItahn and Vlad’s like ‘I dunno, however far I run’ and Oz keeps askign him, like, how can you not know how far out you’re going. Vlad loses his temper a bit and is like ‘I dunno maybe I could use my dick to measure?’ and Oz is never going to let him live that down. The enitre time Vera and Oz are following after Nitahn and Vlad he’s bitching about it. When they reach the area where Vlad’s going to bite Nitahn he’s like ‘OH IT’S TWO MILES BY THE WAY’

As Nitahn decides where to get bitten, Oz and Vera stand back and make all sorts of fun comments about how they’ve read this romance novel. Vlad goes behind a tree and strips, coming out as a wolf and biting Nitahn on the neck again when Vera has him distracted. Before she beats him up Nitahn starts taking all his braids and silver jewlery out of his hair, Vera coming up beside him to help him. Then she punches him a lot until he turns into a wolf. He’s stillw earing his pants, since they’re magic pants from his werewolf uncle, but he starts freaking out. oz is able to realize: Oh shit the pants don’t have a tail hole.

(As I, nearly sobbing with laughter, am like CAN I ROLL A HANDLE ANIML CHECK TO CALM HIM DOWN???)

Vera calms him down enough for Vlad to pin him, and then she gets the pants off and lets him run. Vlad at that point is ‘so uh you guys keep syaing you have a unicorn...?’ ‘Do you want to see our unicorn?’ ‘Yes.’ And they leave Nitahn to run trhought he woods and get his zoomies.

Vlad instantly sees that it’s a unicorn and he is enchanted. Vera an dOz are like OH HO and Vera is like ‘Vlad, are you a pure hearted young man?’ and can see him turn scarlet under his beard and all that hair. After a bit mroe teasing they hook up the wagon and take it out into the woods, because Nitahn is going to be camping out while Vera and Oz go to the castle.

Juno greets them and asks about Nitahn, Vera explaining that as a traveler he isn’t comfortable styaing in grand places because of the stigma. Juno’s like ‘yeah he’s not going to steal anything is he?’ and Vera’s like ‘oh no he’s the worst liar you’ll ever meet’

Meanwhile Nitahn and Wolf Wolf are having hte times of their puppy lives just running everywhere. Running up trees, grabbing birds, eating birds, finding snakes, chasing Vlad with snakes. Just constant zoomies.

Night falls and Vera and Oz retire to their rooms, and before they go to sleep Vera picks out the sound of someone in a room above hers crying.

The next morning she dresses in armor and goes to leave for the meeting spot, and Juno is awake and dressed and asks where she’s going. Vera explains that she needs to prayevery morning to her goddess and Juno’s like ‘Is your room not restful enough?’ ‘I need a different type of place for my prayers’ and successfully bluffs. (Juno had tol Vera that she’s evil, so Juno’s like ‘eh maybe she can’t do it in my walls what do I know about paladins’). Vlad has somehow contained Nitahn and he’s chilling all calm. Vera pets him and does some magic, but Nitahn turns back into a human at dawn and doesn’t have any recolection of why his mouth tastes like feathers and there’s splinters in his tongue.

#The idiots do a adventure

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 6 years

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Can I have that one thing where Agni is in an arrange marriage and meeting that girl who backflipped out of a mango tree? Him being all tol and awkward whilst the girl is like, super chill and calm.

This got really awesome really fast, and I fucking love this whole thing

This happens shortly after he’s pardoned by Soma for his crimes. Even though he tries to distance himself from his father, his father still has power over Agni, including the power to arrange a marriage for him. Agni plans to meet the woman once, to be polite, and then stand up to his father to say he’s not going to marry her. He thinks it’s probably going to result in him being completely shunned not only by his family, but by the rest of the community. When he finds out who he’s arranged to be married to, well… things get a little more complicated.

The height difference between them is… honestly pretty striking. He’s at least a good foot taller than she is. Yet he’s the one who’s fretting about literally everything. She’s cool and confident, while he’s nothing but a bundle of nerves meeting her for the first time.

Seeing her backflip out of the mango tree was a total accident. He was just a younger teen when it happened, and was out running around with some other Brahmin boys – causing trouble, making nuisances of themselves, playing around. One of the boys had chased (Name) up the mango tree, thinking it was funny to corner her and that she wouldn’t be able to get down. She maintained a calm look at them, then winked at Agni before doing her backflip and running off. The other boys teased him mercilessly about the shade of red his face turned. He’s never been able to get her out of his head since, even though other things might have taken priority.

(Name) is so happy to see him again. It’s been years, and she’s only seen him a few times around the city in passing glances, never talking to each other. She knows all about what’s happened in his life, but like Soma, she also thinks he deserves a second chance. When he mentions it, wondering why she’d want to agree to a marriage with someone like him, she takes his hand. “You’re not a bad man. You deserve a second chance, Arshad – Agni. If you’ll let me, I want to be that second chance. And I want you to be my first chance.”

It takes a while for the marriage to actually happen, given that only a year after the engagement, Agni leaves for England with Soma. It’s a way of giving (Name) a shot at a better husband, and also he’s bound himself to follow Soma, so he has to go even if it means leaving the person he loves. It comes as a shock to everyone in the community, and Agni’s father is furious, as is (Name)’s father. They see it as a selfish man running away to escape a marriage to a woman he doesn’t love. Because she’s spent so much time with him and gotten to know him, (Name) knows that isn’t true, but her father and Agni’s father agree to break the engagement so that she can marry someone else.

(Name) loves Agni. She isn’t going to let her father marry her off to another man. Under the cover of night, she flees India and boards the next ship to England. She stows away if she has to. She’s going to find her fiancé and marry him no matter what it takes, and she’s apparently fine with bringing even more shame to her family in the process. She just wants to be with Agni regardless of what it costs her.

As soon as she finds him, she runs toward him and throws her arms around him and kisses him. It doesn’t matter where they are. That’s her soon-to-be-husband, she adores him, and she wants to be with him forever. She doesn’t care who knows or sees. He’s so startled, but he starts crying because he’s happy to see her. It’s plain as day that he didn’t expect her to follow him. He holds her so tight, as if he thinks she’s not real. Nobody could possibly love him so much to just abandon their entire family and reputation for him, could they?

She’s not going home, not ever. She’s going to marry Agni and stay with him forever, and she doesn’t give the slightest damn about what her family or friends think. She loves this man. Everything she ever had is gladly given up just so she can be with him.

Sometimes she still calls him Arshad. Only when they’re alone, and only because that’s how she remembers him from their youth. In the end, though, it doesn’t matter to her. Arshad, Agni… they’re both the same person. The only difference is he wants a new name to go with his new self. As far as she’s concerned, the name doesn’t matter as much as the person he is.

She’s a total badass, enough said. Even though Agni is always coming to her rescue, she can hold her own in fights. She likes to dodge and play with attackers long enough for Agni to get there so that they can face everything together.

Everyone comments on what a handsome couple they are and how there are no two better people for each other. Their love is always on full display, scandalous as that may be, to the point that anyone with eyes can see it.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Agni #headcanons #romantic #fluff #hurt/comfort #drama #I GOT CARRIED AWAY BUT SHUT UP THIS IS SO GOOD #I LOVE IT SO MUCH

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orange-antics · 6 years

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Eddsworld miscellaneous hcs

ok there's probably like 100 of these already or something, but I thought I'd add mine anyway, because hey, it's fun and I'll probably change or add a few later. (Also this ended up waaaaaaaay longer then i meant it to be wh o ops so uh be warned its pretty damn long-)

Tom:

Shortest! (i know it's normally either edd or tord, but after seeing saloonatics, I just couldn't resist the idea of the grumpiest one being the smallest. Cute right?)

Relatively strong arms, more fat around his stomach and torso then his legs.

Occasionally works gigs at local clubs and stuff for money.

Doesn't have much social media aside from Facebook so he can occasionally stalk his old college mates.

He actually likes sports like football and tennis. (His favourite sport is seeing how many bars he can hit up in one nigh-//shot//)

His hair smells like pineapple! (And the rest of him like booze-)

He's up for pretty much anything if he's drunk enough to have fun and not remember enough to regret it

But not bowling.

N e ve r bo wl ing

He's still got a scar on his left arm from The End. :( But Matt and Edd helped him to fix it up, so it's all good!

He's actually a pretty chill and sensible guy, and despite being snarky and sarcastic whenever he can, he genuinely cares about his relationships with people, scared that one day they'll get bored of him and cast him aside. He's really just a goofball with big city dreams of becoming a rockstar.

Spends like two hours in the shower crying and listening to MCR

His favourite show is Bad Education. It's good for when he needs cheering up.

He likes snacks and foods that are crunch, and salty, spicy, and sometimes savoury. So Crisps, Pringles, Doritos, chex mix etc.

Edd:

Second shortest/third tallest

Kinda chubby tbh but he's the BEST at hugs.

His forearm game is actually pretty strong because of all the time he spends making art to pay for their bills (because hey, someone's gotta do it amirite). You don't wanna head into an arm-wrestling contest with this guy.

Makes money by selling his art and also taste-testing all the latest cola products! (Just...not the diet ones).

Aside from a devianart, redbubble and maybe even a tumblr for art commissions, he doesn't really care about social media. Or regular media. Politics who?

His favourite sport? Seeing how many cans of cola he can get through on an especially difficult project. (Cricket always looked kind of fun though)

Smells like cola and not taking a shower in days because he HAS to get the lineart perfect and edd are you ok when was the last time you slept- (jokes aside, i can see him smelling like graphite and paints and sharpies from his art supplies).

Can pull the perfect poker face like damn son having a baby face sure comes in handy when lying to your roomate about why there's broken guitar strings hanging out of Ringo's mouth again

Has a scar on the inside of his eyelid from the time Tom 'accidently' poked him in the eye with a pencil (...may or may not be based off personal experience)

Edd is pretty friendly and open with people, he likes getting to know them and joking around. He's the Ultimate Punmaster ™, and loves nothing more to poke fun. He sees the world through the eyes of a cartoonist, and will never miss a comedic opportunity.

Be warned! He's actually fairly smart, and can read people well, knowing just how to really get under someone's skin. It's a good thing he can't be bothered with any of that though.

Gets his best ideas either in the tub or when hes just about to sleep. Because of that, he keeps a water-proof and regular notebook. Nearly had a heart-attack countless times because he accidently swapped them around.

Despite his complaints about absurd plot conveniences, he actually likes Doctor Wh- i mean "Proffesor Why", there's just something about the concept of time travel...he also likes cartoons! Like, a lot. He'll watch most anything and everything if it's animated and the writing is decent.

Likes anything sour, sweet, and chewy! So Jelly Babies, Wine gums, Sour patch kids, that kind of thing

Tord:

(Most of these are heavily based upon his life as Red Leader so sorry if you were looking for more domestic Tord. Maybe I'll do seperate hcs for that one day)

Second tallest! Quite a bit taller then Tom, a bit taller then Edd, just about average height, if a bit taller. He's closer to Matt in height then Edd.

He's actually quite well-built! You wouldn't think it because of the baggy hoodie he wears but he's got pretty good muscle, and his endurance and strength is well above the others. This mostly comes from the logic that he's been training and leading the Red Army, so it just makes sense to me that he'd resemble a soldier physically, yknow? AU-wise, or before he started the whole world domination thing, he'd be a little more scrawny, but he could still kick everyone's ass (he probably tried copying numerous anime battle stances lol-)

He's pretty well off, it turns out you can get quite rich by adopting some uh...rather unconventional means of money-making. Of course you could always say he just sold his inventions.

Does having your own private network of underground intelligence-gathering units count as social media? No? Nevermind.(He has a hentaihaven account-)

He likes dodgeball, archery, and you guessed it, arcade shooter games. Anything where he can point and hit something basically.

He smells like gunpowder, dirt, oil from machine maintenance and the cold? Like if the cold had a smell, he would have that smell, does that make sense? He also probably smells like Old Spice because idfk it just reminds me of him ok.

He doesn't exactly get out to socialise much, be prefers to stay at his desk, or curled up next to the fire with a mug of hot cider when he wants to relax. Sometimes Paul and Pat will drag him outside when they think he needs a breath of fresh air, and they'll go visit the nearest marketplace for food and other supplies. He likes strategic games like Chess or Draughts, and it's a good way to show off and get practice at the same time.

Scar-wise, he probably has quite a few from his fights. Post-the end, I'm not sure what would happen to him, since I've seen people go in a lot of different directions. I DO think he'd replace him arm with the robotic one, since that seemed too heavily implied to not happen. Regarding his face, I think the burns and stuff would probably heal over time, and depending on the technology in the future, he'd either still have some heavy scarring, or maybe he'd develop some kind of treatment so that it restores him to almost fully healed. He could always go the cyborg route and end up half-man half-machine like we see with future Matt and Tom.

(About the patch on his face, I have a theory about how he he aquired that scar/injury. See, I don't think Tord founded Red Army by himself, no. I think he was introduced to it by Paul (who we see in the same classroom as them in Poweredd) who was kept back a few years cause....uh...yknow- Anyway I have a theory that Tord eventually climbed the ranks until he became second-in-command, and he then murdered Red Leader and took his title. Their fight is where he got that injury. It's not really canon-supported much, but I find it an interesting concept!)

You've probably guessed, but I kind of disgree with Tord's portrayal sometimes. I think I prefer the darker, meaner side to him. I wouldn't say he's (completely) evil, but I'm not really one for the whole "self-hating, regretful angsty Tord who just wants some love and support" and stuff. I mean, it's cute with ships amd fluff, amd ideally he does make amends and rejoin the group, but I just like the thought that he's genuinely not a nice guy yknow? Like, he's actually done some fucked up stuff, and The End is probably just one case. (Of course this is all opinion based so feel free to disagree if u wanna wheeze-)

Has the WORST sleeping schedule. Has been known to fall asleep in the bath/shower.

He prefers movies to shows. His favourite is the Kingsman series (he can relate on many different levels).

Likes bittersweet things, (just like his personality amirite-). So cake with coffee, or tarts, liquorice, hard candy, that kind of thing.

Matt:

(My favourite-)

He tol. Tallest of them all!

Someone once described him as "borderline twink" and tbh i agree. I feel like he'd have a slightly feminine figure (which is perfectly normal!) and he both rocks it, and knows he does.

He works at a nail salon every now and again, his self-confidence and bubbliness makes him get along well with customers. (Also Matt would definitely wear nail polish ok dont even try to convince me otherwise. Actually speaking of,)

He has EVERY kind of social media possible. Instagram, twitter, facebook, tumblr, facebook, snapchat, you name it! He's especially prominent on instagram. He likes to keep an ~aesthetic~

He likes gymnastics and dance, activities like that. Anything which puts him in a creative spotlight. He'd probably take up acting classes, and then insist on only being given monologues.

He'd probably have quite a pleasant and nature-y smell? Like uhh citrus-y, pine tree, a hint of flowers, that kind of thing. Although he'd DEFINITELY slap on way too much cologne on a date or something and end up smelling like he just emptied out a bottle of febreeze.

He'd probably go out quite a lot! I can see Matt being a social butterfly, his friendliness and general likeability probably mean that he's got a few friends and stuff around. I can also see him as the kind of person who'd enjoy taking walks in the park, sitting below a tree, that kind of thing. He probably runs a self-love session (that works a little TOO well). He wants to get out there and show off his beautiful face, so it doesn't take a lot to drag him outside (provided you keep a mirror on you, that is).

He doesn't really have any physical scars. I mean, i do hc him with freckles, but they don't count so. he has a mental scar. After he hit himself with the memory eraser gun, he completely erased his memories. It took a while for him to settle onto the personality he has now. His face was the one thing that he knew for certain held a sense of familiarity and stability, so that's partly why his narcissism boomed so much. He sometimes gets random flashbacks of being a zombeh leader, being less of a nicer person, and it can be quite unnerving for him. He also has other memory issues, which is why he can forget things so easily, and comes across as an idiot most of the time.

He can be quite oblivious, but I dont think hes a total idiot. He can read people fairly well, and is emotionally intelligent. He says stupid things sometimes despite knowing they'll get a reaction, just because he wants to, and thinks that life should be as fun and full of joy as possible. He's too trusting, and wants to see the good in everyone. At the end of the day, if you disrespect him (and his face), you'll see that he can be more then just the nice guy.

LUSH!! Matt is HERE for all those lush products. I'm talking bath bombs, lip scrubs, shower jellies, all that good stuff! And ofc he has like 100+ products for his hair and skincare routine, because let's face it, it's Matt. I also like to think he owns a bunch of bath toys and rubber duckies, and like the kid at heart he is, he'll sit in a bubble bath playing with them, and re-enacting all of their adventures.

He mostly prefers youtube videos over TV, so you bet he's subscribed to all the beauty gurus, vloggers, people like that. He does think children's cartoons are nice to watch though, so every once in a while he'll force Tom and Edd to sit with him and watch the latest season of My little pony.

He likes anything sweet and fun to look at! Especially if it's trending, so he can post pictures of himself eating/drinking it. So if there's another rolled ice cream/new starbucks-ccino/unicorn themed food item floating about, he'll probably be trying it.

(Ah man this turned out way longer then i thought. It went from simple headcanons to like full blown theories whoops- maybe i should make seperate posts if its too difficult to read? Anyway let me know what you think nonetheless!)

#eddsworld #ew matt #ew tom #ew tord #ew edd #eddsworld matt #eddsworld edd #eddsworld tom #eddsworld tord #ew hcs #headcanons #eddsworld headcanon

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idkwhatawritingblogis · 6 years

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alphabet nsfw meme; sierra.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) sierra is honestly really cuddly. like, axel (or any partner, really.) can't just roll over and go to sleep immediately, she needs to get held by them and just have some real Soft Moments afterwards before any sleeping can be done. so chest to chest, her fingers in their hair. sometimes she is able to sleep without it, but. not often.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) her favourite bodypart of her own is her butt. or her tiddies. and for axel, it's his back. or his stomach.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) i mean, she digs swallowing. but she also likes if axel ends up shooting his shot on her tiddies. she sees it as some weird marking thing. also, she doesn't mind getting cum on her face. she subscribes to the "jizz is great for your skin." world, so y'know.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) she's definitely fantasized about drew sexually at least once. while drunk on wine. but she'll never cop to it. she likes to block it out, ok. she drunk and lonely and probably sad.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) she is not very experienced at all, though most of her experience has come from axel. which he's very patient, especially as she tries to find herself and what she wants to try and stuff. she kinda wishes he'd suggest things more, but that's just because she's almost at a loss on what to do/try. one day, she'll search for porn and find /something/ but. we'll see.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) sierra is really big into riding, which she never thought she would be because of her insecurities, but it's genuinely just her favourite. she loves how it makes her feel and just.. digs being on top and getting to look down at axel (probably because she's a smol bitch and he's a tol bitch, so role reversal, probably.)

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) i mean, she's honestly pretty giggly?? like, it's never too serious, but never outright scream laughing. she'll crack jokes if she's feeling some kind of awkward way, but that happened more at the beginning. but still. sex isn't fun without laughs, so bye.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) she trims. she doesn't know what she likes for grooming yet, but she's absolutely fucking terrified to get fully waxed, so that's not happening like, ever. and the carpet does not match the drapes, the carpet is much darker.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) she really likes to touch. it makes her feel connected. so even if they're doing the do, and changing positions and such, she wants to touch axel in some way, even for a few minutes. lot of face cupping. and rubbing his arms, weirdly. i don't know. it makes her feel intimate, okay. it's even better if it's slow, and that kinda MAKE LOVE~ bangs, but. y'know. she also is very vocal when it comes to complimenting during sex, so.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) she rarely feels satisfied after masturbating. a lot of it is just a mental block that she has to kind of hop over herself, but she much prefers to play with someone else than just herself. so.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) one of her secret, that she hasn't accepted or whatever, kinks is like.. collaring. but then she sees Other People and it weirdly creeps her out but she kinda wants one of those little cute collars. not related to animal things. i think she just mainly digs the aesthetic but. idk. one day she wants one and for axel to have a lil chain leash to pull her with. don't @ me. i don't know what other kink she has. public sex, i s'pose. public things. she's real into that, even if it's terrifying.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) IN THE FOREST. against the trees. on the ground. in the lil lake thing. anywhere in there. it's always her fav, even if it was winter, and she just finds it way romantic.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) dirty talking for reaaaal. and like, mega neck kissing. whispering in the ear. y'know. grope her bum a little, and wow, wouldja look at that, she's gonna rub it against you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) fisting. like she is absolutely not into that, will not try it, try to fist her and she will kick you in the face so fucking face. it's not even funny. Do Not. she also has a bad turn off to bad breath. like real bad. gtf level bad.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) i mean, she's rarely gonna say no to getting oral, but she really digs giving it more. she really did realise what deepthroating was cause of glee, and she knows she can do it and when she does it and gets the reaction she wanted?? she is just beamin' happily.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) it depends on the day, ok. it really does. the mood. sometimes a bitch wanna be slow and sensual and Loved.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) well i mean. she's for it. she's participated in some. they're great for momentarily scratching an itch if there's a time crunch. like when either her or axel's plane is gonna leave and they wanna get one last bang in before not seeing each other for month. she obviously prefers the full blown kinda sex, but quickies can be hot. esp if their clothes are still on and underwears just pulled to the side. sick.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) well, she likes public bangs, so yes, there's risk involved there. she's also really game to experiment. like she kind of is open to trying a lot of things at least once? unless she's immediately turned off by something.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) i mean. she doesn't know how many rounds for sure. at least like, two. three, she might be too tired. she doesn't last too long, though, like. axel's good at what he does, and she knows he knows that from how easy she can end up being in his hands.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) she does own toys, and they mostly came from axel, so they could do some distance play. the remote controlled vibrator gets used the most because axel is a goddamn MENACE. but she has fun with it, when it works and stuff. for her own self, she really just has a decent lil vibe, kinda old, she just hasn't bothered to buy a new one. i do not believe she has sex toys to use on axel. not yet. maybe One Day.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) god. she's annoying by how much she likes to tease and the lowkey power trip it gives her, like. when she got to tease axel last time she was in FL, and he was at work?? she was like yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas. and it led to, in her opinion, one of the best sex experiences they've ever had together. she also sends him teasing nudes. to be a douche.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) LMAO. sierra is a very loud girl. like. exceptionally loud. she can't help it. being quiet is an issue for her, and one she should probably work on, especially with her love for the public bangs, buuuuuuut. she's a moaner and honestly, kind of like a squeaker. it feels weird to say she's like an anime character, but it's like that, just not on a creepy childish level, ok.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) when she cums, it's like she's seizing the fuck out. full blown shakes, she can't really help it. she is Feeling It. and also she's dramatic. so it fits her. goodbye.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) .. she got a vagina and some tiddies fam wtf

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) honestly it's pretty high. if she was consistently getting sex, she probably would chill out at least a little, but she's definitely on a "oh i want it all the time, why can't i have it" trip at the moment. thirsty lil shit she is.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) like i said earlier, she needs some snug time before sleeping but once that's done, she can pass out pretty easily. she's usually exhausted after sex.

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Two Dead Husks and a Random Mithrandir

A/N: This is my gift for @datcilly for the @tolkiensecretsanta2017! A fic between two friends is what I came up with. Gandalf and Elrond were requested, with some fluff and fun. This kind of turned out with a little less fluff and fun than originally planned, so I hope you don’t mind that too much! But I loved writing this and hope it’ll make you happy if just a little bit! Merry Christmas! :D

(If reading on my blog is difficult, let me know and I’ll give you a link to a better page)

He had been sitting on that stretch of hilltop for at least an hour. Prone as he was to losing himself in his musings, he was not so lacking as others as to lose sense of the passage of time. And even if so, his grey palfrey happily obliged to remind him of the nearing midnight hour, growing more annoying with each persistent nudge to his shoulder with her muzzle. She did it again and Elrond leaned away, glaring up at her.

“I know! I know we must go. Stop reminding me.” He eased his voice to gentleness, too fond of the horse to be too flustered, though he still refused to pet her. Maybe she just wanted an apple. Maybe it was a sign that the living beings in Valinor were softer than those in Middle-earth, because he could swear that their horses and other such endearing creatures were more demanding of treats than in life before. Or maybe he was just being bitter.

“Elrond, Elrond, where has your warmth gone?” The familiar voice came from behind, warm itself and carrying great fondness.

Elrond frowned as he twisted around. “Mithrandir?” he said with a little surprise and in no little confusion. He had not seen him since their disembarking on the bays of Tol Eressëa all those years ago, when the joys of reunion for himself and all those who sailed with him had grown rapturous and the Maia had gone his own way. Elrond stared at the whitened hair and full beard, at his stooping frame and the wise, olden features of his face. His frown deepened. “Why do you yet clad yourself in that form? Say not you cannot leave it.”

He added the last more in jest and Mithrandir chuckled, shifting his robes before lowering himself to hunker down next to him in the ankle-deep snow. “Hardly. But in my true form, even as I appear to you mirroanwi, you would not be speaking with one whom you know, would you?”

Elrond gave a small smile. “Think you I am so shallow?”

Mithrandir’s own smile deepened, reaching up to his bright eyes. “Ah, I have missed you, my friend. And no. But I know from my Ages of dwelling with you Elves before my coming to Middle-earth that it takes some time to adjust, even though it has been years. For all your life, my People were but names recorded in your lore and seeing us in person is quite different, even one whom you saw in likeness of a Man.”

“It has been years.” Elrond glanced suspiciously behind him at his mount, who was now leaving him be and just swishing her tail. “Years since last we spoke, long enough I no longer count the years.”

“Years you deserved to rest in with your Celebrían,” he said warmly. “But come, you did not answer. What do you here all alone? Are you not supposed to be in Lórien?”

“Yes.” Tension he had not even been aware had left at the Maia’s arrival returned swiftly and it was an effort to not let it rise to the surface.

Mithrandir regarded him calmly, his eyes shining in that all too perceptive way Elrond was never sure if he liked or not. “Hm. Yet you are not.”

Elrond glanced at him and resisted a sigh, looking back out to the sight of legend before him. “I had a disagreement with Lord Irmo’s Master Healers.” He could not resist the sarcastic lilt in his voice. Yes, petty, but he was alone, unhappy, sitting in wet snow in the dead of night, so he did not care.

“Oh? Care to share? You know I will listen.”

Elrond lifted an eyebrow at the tone, the small smile reappearing. “You sound as if you already know.”

“Perhaps I do, but I can see it festering in you. You know talking relieves much restlessness, if you want to.”

“No.”

Mithrandir let out that subtle, rumbling chuckle deep in his chest, one so familiar that it sent Elrond off kilter for a moment. “Oh Elrond, so long has it been since I heard you so aggravated.” He looked both amused and endeared at the same time. “I will speak of it no more tonight, save only to lecture you to be of greater cheer. The Merendë Andohrívëo is in three days and your current mood is hardly one of celebration.”

He sighed truly this time, in chagrin and a little tired. “I know. I am returning to Tol Eressëa to spend it with Celebrían. Gil-galad wrote he is planning a few hearty festivities of his own, so I look forward to it.” He squinted off into the distance, contemplative. “I am surprised Lord Irmo allowed me to leave. I was hardly polite and I do not believe he approved of my departure, at least in the way I did it. I know not if I am angrier with him or his healers.”

Mithrandir squeezed his shoulder. “I would say his healers for I know Lord Irmo better than you, but let it go for now, my friend. Take joy in the festival and try to spend it in peace.”

Elrond nodded. “Hence my return to Tol Eressëa.”

“And quite the detour you are taking to see yourself there, if I may say, riding this far northward.” Mithrandir turned to him fully, his expression turning serious, maybe even a little concerned. “Why did you come here? This is hardly a place of celebration, or a place to inspire such.”

Elrond looked back out to Ezellohar, at the two dead husks of gigantic proportions standing coupled together on their mound mantled in white. Even from this distance Elrond could easily discern which one was Telperion, for its shade of color was a little subtler, a little more grey even in death than that of Laurelin’s. No one was here, the vast expanse of snow undisturbed save where he had guided his horse. The snow was falling slow and steady and he knew there was a solid layer of it on his hair by now. His exterior was as cold as the snow he sat unmoving in, his clothing soaked through and his rear growing numb, though whether from the position or the chill he could not tell. The Two Trees alive and dead were visions he could only ever conjure in his imagination. While that was still true for the former, the rottenness and gnarled scarring in their lifeless husks went beyond anything he had envisioned and were hardly a sight to induce any good feeling. Mithrandir was right. This was no pleasant place, even in the peaceful snowfall of winter.

“Elrond?”

He gave a small shake of his head and his voice was soft. “Think not it is something profound, Mithrandir. This is not my first visit to Ezellohar, though it is in winter. I was merely curious, trying to guess at the sight of the Two Trees in all their glory during this particular season. How their Light might shine in the snow, in the snowfall….It is a wondrous sight to imagine.”

Mithrandir regarded him for a long moment, pursing his lips. “Winter did not exist in their lifetime, Elrond,” he pointed out. “You are a master of lore as few others. I should not have to tell you this.”

Elrond smiled fully at his laconic tone, his heart lightening. “I know that,” he drawled. “Elladan and Elrohir asked it when they were only three.”

“Did they?”

“Yes.” The smile remained, turning into one of soft affection. “When they learned that Glorfindel had lived in the Light of the Two Trees, they pestered him for details, as far demanding what it looked like during the winter months. In which Glorfindel then explained that there was no winter, which my boys could not understand, which then led Glorfindel into having to explain just why there was no winter.” He harrumphed. “Fathom clarifying that to two children of only three years. He did his best. I cringed. Erestor laughed. It was a good day.” Warmth spread through him at the memory. “I just recalled it all of the sudden today.”

Mithrandir’s voice was tender. “You miss your sons.”

Elrond looked away, hands briefly clenching where they were wrapped around his knees. “Of course I do.” He was quiet for several moments and the lance of pain was sharp in his chest. “It feels so long now that I cannot speak. Nor does Celebrían, but I know her heart, the turning of her thoughts. There are times I am furious I did not remain, regardless of how worn I was. Furious with myself I did not drag my children onto that ship with me. All of them.” His chest tightened and it was all he could do to keep it all at bay, just all shoved down and away. “Arwen decided to stay. My boys know nothing but Middle-earth and their love for those lands is great. A love I know, for I would have stayed a while longer if I had not been so weary.” He closed his eyes tight, the swelling in his chest moving up to his throat and he forced in a deep, shaking breath. “It has been so many years.”

“Many ships have yet to come. I am sure Glorfindel will convince them to board one if they are uncertain. Do not despair yet, my friend. Though you picked a fine place to dwell in despair if such was your goal. You always were good at that.”

Elrond found himself grinning in spite of himself and he looked at the other in mild appreciation. He shook his head, trying his best to shake off the melancholy. “You Maiar do not help. I have seen it enough, one of you approaching an Elf or another to tell them of family who is sailing. Whenever I see one I find myself expecting, hoping the message is for my wife and me, only to discover that it is not.” He paused, turning a curious glance on Mithrandir. “Is it always like that? You coming to us Elves?”

He nodded, beard bristling. “When someone is sailing, the Valar will send one of us to bring the good tidings to the Elf’s friends or family, simply to ensure that they may be greeted by someone known to them when they come ashore. To be escorted, if you will, into this new land and people.”

Elrond was nodding, turning his gaze back out to the Two Trees. “A courtesy any host would bestow upon newcomers.”

“Precisely. That it causes such joyous reunions is but a coincidence, you understand.”

He snorted in good humor. “Coincidence, sure.” Mithrandir’s soft laughter warmed him and the corners of his mouth quirked upward. “Is it also a coincidence you bring such tidings to them on days of festivity more often than not, such as the one in three days and others throughout the year?”

“No. Can you name better days for such announcements?” He grinned cheekily, which quickly relaxed into one more sincere. “It gladdens us when we may deliver true means of celebration. We brought word to your sweet lady of your own voyage across the sea during the Merendë Yavanniëo and she mayhap remembers it every year after on the day.”

Elrond looked over in mild surprise, eyes softening as he thought. “She did not say.”

“No matter.” Mithrandir suddenly stood, evidently not bothering to shake off the snow from his attire, instead holding an aged hand out to him. “Rise, Elrond, and return you home. Sitting here alone with only morose thoughts for company and after what happened in Lórien does you no good. The Merendë Andohrívëo is in three days. Go and make merry with those friends and family you do have with you at the moment. If you continue your journey now, you will just make it.”

Elrond grasped the hand and rose, brushing himself down from the clinging snow, though there was none to sweep off his rear seeing as all of it had melted into his leggings. He raised his eyebrows at Mithrandir, a glimmer of amusement brightening his eyes. “Is that why you are here, to shoo me off?” The palfrey clopped forward at a gesture and he made quick work of clearing the dusting of snow from her back. He mounted, adjusting the saddlebags back into balance.

“Well, you were not listening to your friend.” He gestured towards the palfrey and she jerked her head up with a snort, as if in agreement. “I could only encourage her so much before she began to grow annoyed with me.”

Elrond made a face, though he patted at her neck fondly. “She is annoyed easily.”

Mithrandir reached out to fondle her snout as he looked up, his grey gaze solemn. “If you find it within you to hear me, put your quarrel in Lórien behind you for the nonce. Let it not soil what joy you may find this week, dear one.”

“Perhaps I shall.” Elrond grinned. “Celebrían would not let me remain so sour as it is.” He bowed his head. “Farewell, Mithrandir. I hope to see you again. Soon and more frequently, mind you,” he added pointedly.

He chuckled. “And happily so, Child.” He jerked his head eastward past the Trees. “Off you go.”

And he did. With a fond smile and a wave, Elrond clicked his tongue and the horse responded, going slowly at first to descend the slope of the hill.

Mithrandir stood there, snow dancing around him as he watched him go, riding on and on until he was barely visible in the haze of white. He nodded to himself, humming under his breath. And then his form shifted, growing brighter, taller, both younger and older, beautiful of cosmic proportions and eyes of such radiance they eclipsed that of the stars.

He hummed again in consideration. “And perhaps a fellow Maia with news will be visiting you in three days,” he said quietly. A smile creased his ethereal face even as he faded from sight, the scent of apples and mint lingering on the air.

Merendë Andohrívëo: Winter Solstice celebration, lit. “Festival of the Gates of Winter”

Merendë Yavanniëo: “Festival of Yavanna”, taking place in Autumn or in our September

Mirroanwi: incarnates, those “put into flesh” [Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth MR.350]

#gandalf #elrond #lord of the rings #tolkien #tolkiensecretsanta2017 #datcilly #fanfiction #gwedhiel #merry christmas!

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vorthosthewillis · 6 years

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Echoes of the Past

Welp, took me over a month (in case you don’t know, I am trying to buy a house and as such have had so little free time that I have a hard time getting on here, much less writing) but the next tale is done! Hope you enjoy it. Note, this story takes place after Stand in the Rain, and admittedly you may get a little confused if you don’t read it first. Here’s the link: https://goo.gl/nif2i3

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Finn walked to the world on his knees, terror and pain flooding his system like water into a sinking ship. He couldn't think, couldn’t pick up his fallen cane, couldn't even turn to look what type of world he landed on. A single thought ran through his mind over and over, taunting his sanity.

“Not again, not again...”

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2 Weeks Ago

If there was one good thing Libs had done in his life, one thing that didn’t have a thread of regret tied to it, it was convincing Finn to go to Kel Tol with him. Kel Tol was awesome, his secret meeting to discuss world peace was awesome, the food was to die for... everything was amazing and awesome!

Well, except the crazy bird people attacking him in his bedroom and knocking him out. Yeah, that wasn't fun.

When he awoke after, he was back in his bed, and some white-colored, teenage human girl was sitting in a chair in the far side of the room. She explained that Finn saved both her, another women, and Libs from the crazy bird people, but was heavily injured in the process. In order to hide him while he recovered, he was out of the city but would be back in a couple days. Libs wasn’t sure what to make of it, but in the end he chose to believe her because, well, what else could he do?

All that was why he was standing on the roof of a building on the top level of Kel Tol three days later.

Nights here were warm, a pleasant surprise in Libs’s opinion. It was like a warm blanket due to how thick the air was here. Personally, Libs liked it, though he noticed how uncomfortable Finn was on the ride in. Finn thought he was all mysterious, but Libs figured him out well enough. He rubbed his shoulder subconsciously, massaging the bruises that were slowly but surely fading. Libs hoped Finn wasn’t hurt as bad as Libs had been.

Then the most awesome thing yet happened: a gigantic, white, flying spiked lizard thing flew down from under the clouds and somehow gracefully landed on the wall. Libs was so entranced he only noticed Finn and someone else cradled in its front claws when it lowered them to let the people down. THEN the lizard thing shook for a second before suddenly turning into the white human he met in his room three days ago and again this morning. Holy Khedive.

After staring way too long, Libs finally turned to look at the people dropped by the lizard lady. He sighed in relief as he identified the first as Finn, and raced towards him. As he got closer, he could tell Finn was hurting; he was walking with a noticeable limp and using a piece of wood as a cane, and his clothes were shredded up. The mask was still there, of course, and though Libs couldn't see it he knew Finn was smiling. He came up to Finn and was going to hug him when a dark hand reached out between them and a firm voice spoke out saying, “He’s still really hurt, give him space for now. “ Libs turned And saw the other person was an elf. A growl escaped his mouth and his hand balled up, ready to unleash fire, before Finn croaked ,”She’s on our side, Libs. Our side.” Libs lowered his hand, but he didn't apologize. He didn't trust her, no matter what she did to convince Finn otherwise.

The four of them walked quietly to Lib’s temporary home, and once inside Finn collapsed into a chair. Libs ran to the kitchen, used his fire to heat up some water, and then brought Finn some tea. He didn’t like the way Finn’s voice sounded. Once he brought it over however, Finn motioned for him to sit, and then for the second time ever since Libs knew him, took off his facemask. The Finn under the mad looked tired, and almost scared, and Libs immediately became worried. What the heck was going on? After a moment Finn finally spoke.

“Libs, you know I’m typically not the most talkative person when it comes to my past or where I vanish off to at times,” Finn started, and Libs rolled his eyes at the understatement, “But it's time I come clean. The truth is... Libs, I’m from another world, plane as most call them. And I can travel all those worlds.” Finn kept talking, but Libs barely heard him. Finn could travel worlds? FINN COULD TRAVEL WORLDS?!?

A wave of questions flooded Libs’s mind all at once. If there was multiple worlds, did that mean there was multiples of Libs? Was there a world where goblins were as big as mountains? What about a world where everything was tiny, like as small as a leaf? Or... what about a world where it was always day? Or always night? A world where trees were blue and water green? Oh! What about stripes! A world of stripes would be So cool!!! What about Finn? Obviously he was from a world where elves were green, and not mean or evil? Libs bet his world was awesome, with beautiful mountains and scenery. Yah, Finn’s world had to be amazing.

Libs’s mind finally began to calm down a little, and he looked at Finn, who in return was looking at Libs with a bit of concern. Libs turned and looked at both the white lizard lady and the elf, who were also both looking at him expectantly. How long had he been thinking? He turned to Finn and, with a growing grin, exclaimed “That is SO COOL!!!”

~*~

Now

As soon as Finn’s body was under his control again, he slowly and painfully stood up. He grabbed the cane and pushed it to propel himself upwards the last bit, and then looked around. He was in some sort of wasteland, the ground a chalky white color. Whatever happened here, it sure did a number to this world. That thought started Finn’s mind down paths it really needed to not go towards, and Finn smacked his side. Fresh pain rippled through him, temporarily distracting his strained mind. A feeling in his chest caught his attention, and he clutched it with fear.

The molten core inside of him, the pain and rage from Mirrodin that finally went silent as he started to regain connections, was lit once more.

Connections! If he could get to people, to Saria, she would be able to help him recover enough to stop this and move forward. Logically he could tell he was trapped in some sort of downward spiral, but his emotions and the core were making it impossible to calm down. He needed to get to Ravinca.

He was about to jump again when he stopped, looking at the dead world around him. He... when he left Stawthese, he meant to go to Ravnica, but landed here. A chill went down his spine. The last time the molten core hurt this much his walking became increasingly random, plus he hadn’t meant to come here... he was losing control again. He needed to get to Saria, now.

He stood there for a minute, focusing and trying as hard as he could to remain calm. After a minute he walked, and all that was left was the chalky white remains of a world.

~*~

6 Days Ago

The ocean air in the Ontrican Archipelago was surprisingly cool, given how warm and humid Kel Tol was, Finn thought. Then again, it could also be because Libs and he were huddled in Kia’s claws as she flew high in the night sky.

The name “Rhonas” meant nothing to Finn, yet when getting knocked out by Guin’s gang, he prayed to the thing. That moment stuck with Finn even after everything happened, and before long he found himself almost obsessing over it. Finn wasn’t the praying type; he knew each world produced their own stories of gods, but he never yet seen evidence any of it were real. Besides, if there were gods, why didn’t they save Mirrodin? Why would he pray to one he never heard of before? Heck, maybe this Rhonas wasn’t a God at all. He asked Kia, Maya, Libs, even Titus if any of them heard of “Rhonas”, but the answer was consistently no. However, Kia mentioned a vast library on the island of Ontrica, where lost tomes and artifacts from ages past were stored. Though Maya couldn't go due to her responsibilities in Kel Tol, two days later Kia, Libs, and Finn were all on their way south.

Libs somehow fell asleep (Libs’s ability to sleep in weird places deserved a full on scientific study), but Finn just watched the clouds and sea passed by. Even carefully avoiding populated areas, they were moving fast, so the wind smacked into Finn’s face whenever he tried to glance out of the claws. The light from Stawthese’s two moons glowed on the sea like a candle in a small space. He looked up at them for a moment, and smiled. Even years later, he missed the five suns of Mirrodin. Maybe the multiple moons were part of the reason he ended up making a home here.

He mentally called out to Kia, and it didn’t take long for her to respond. “You’re awake, Finnegan? I thought I could feel you wiggling around in my numb claws.” Kia mentally exclaimed, and Finn retorted with “Well, if you would have let us sit on your back or something, then you wouldn’t have needed to hold your claws in a strange way for go on end. Not that I’m telling you what to do, but...” The dragon snorted, and Finn was jostled around a little. He glanced back at Libs (STILL asleep... seriously, how did he do that?), and then asked “Since you’re kind of a captive audience, assuming you don't drop me, why not tell me a bit about yourself? We’ve known each other a week now, and I only know your name and your most important secret.” Kia sent the mental equivalent to an eyeroll, and then answered, “Fine, Finnegan, but a question for a question.” Finn thought for a moment, and then agreed. “Alrighty, first question: so, is there a secret society of shapeshifting dragons out in the world?” Finn asked, to which Kia answered, “If there is one, I am not privy to it. Are there others like you, Finnegan?” “Oh,” Finn began, “there ain’t nobody like me. But, if you meant walkers, I know of a few. There is another world that is like... a hub for planeswalkers, I guess. I know only a few, but they’re cool people. Who all knows you exist?” Kia took a moment, but then responded, “Not many, but a few. Several dwarves know me, and in fact their Lord, Steric the 5th, knew me while I was still a whelp. Titus knows what I am, but I don’t believe he has seen my dragon form. A man in Ontrica, where we are heading. Then Maya, Libs, and you.”

They were both silent for a moment, and then Kia exclaimed, “I will have to cut our little eye opening experience short, Finnegan. Ontrica awaits.” Finn looked below to see the giant island below, and smiled. Perhaps here would he get some answers to this strange Rhonas question.

~*~

Now

Finn appeared in a quiet alleyway on Ravnica, and he sighed in relief. He wasn’t sure he would make it... his old worries and insecurities were already on the back of his mind. He took a moment to straighten his clothes, and then leaning on his cane he melded into the mass of people.

The sheer number of people unnerved him. That was something that took time, but he got used to before before this happened. The molten core burned, seemingly growing in strength. Finn barely made it two blocks before he could finally take it no longer and ducked into another alley. He took several deep breathes, fruitlessly trying to calm himself. He needed to reach Saria, and fast.

It took nearly 15 minutes longer go through alleyways instead of main roads, but Finn reached Saria’s apartment. He knocked on the door, but no response. He waited a couple seconds then slammed on the door, yelling out “Saria, it's Finn. Open up!” Still nothing. Panic began to creep into Finn’s brain as he dropped the cane, fell to his knees, and began to search for the hidden key. Muscle memory worked in his favor as he quickly snatched the key from its hidden spot and scrambled back to the door. The key fumbled in his hand for a moment, but then it slid into the lock and miraculously the door slid open. Finn pulled himself up and limped into the apartment, glancing around.

It was empty.

“Ok, ok, stay calm,” Finn whispered to himself. She was likely working at her blacksmith, or out for brunch, given the time here on Ravnica. The thought did nothing to cool the molten core, and Finn found himself pacing. He couldn't stop until by chance he walked by a counter and saw a note. Hands trembling, he lifted it up and read, “Finn, my friend Ondoro asked for a favor. I should be back by in about a week. Feel free to crash as long as you clean up.”

She was offworld, and gone for who knew how long.

The rage building from the core finally took over and Finn screamed in fury and pain.

~*~

2 Days Ago

Finn sighed as he put down yet another book. Honestly, he felt like screaming. Nearly four days now Libs, Kia, and Finn searched and searched, read book after book, and found nothing about Rhonas.

To be fair, there was tons of fascinating stuff to be found in the great library of Ontrica. From the tomes and artifacts Finn looked at so far, it appeared as if some catastrophic war ravaged the world centuries ago, though nothing he read could determine who started it or why. What particularly interested Finn was the mention that the mountains where he first walked to Stawthese were not the north of the mainland, but the middle; the remains of the north were called the Wastes and were last seen centuries ago. Curious stuff, but not what he was looking for.

The island of Ontrica was practically a giant field sitting on a big rock in the middle of the ocean, and was littered with various villages of mostly humans. In the middle laid the biggest town, which still was not as impressive as Kel Tol. Frankly, when they arrived, Finn wasn’t sure how coming here would help, especially with the looks the albino human, a goblin, and a man hidden by a mask were receiving. Though not malicious, it was pretty apparent that not many other species came here. The afternoon after they arrived though Kia went and spoke with a few people, and that night she led them into a small cave. It soon became obvious where the great library of Ontrica was: underground. It was utterly massive, with ornately carved rooms and passages between them, lit by gentle mage lights. Finn and Libs pounced on the opportunity to explore. Fast forward four days though, and it was becoming harder to be excited. If he wasn’t here on a mission... but he was, and finding out about this Rhonas was paramount. He suspected that he was looking in the wrong place, and this morning moved to religion, both ancient and modern. He placed the most recent book back on its stone shelf, and sat down dejected. “No luck?” Kia’s voice came from behind him, and he lifted one hand in a wave as he replied, “Nope. Beginning to wonder if I need to take this search offworld.” Kia sat down in a seat beside him, and once again he was amazed at her skill to blend; when they first met, she looked like a down on her luck dirty teenager, but despite her human form being the same physical body, she now had a commanding, confident presence, and looked more like a young woman than a teenager. Of course, she was centuries old, so she was no more a young woman then he was a frog, but that made her simple deceptions even more impressive.

“I wouldn't give up just yet, you have barely touched this section,” Kia noted as her eyes wandered around the room. Finn sighed, and slouched in his chair. “Yah, I know. I need a break though, and a little sunlight. Otherwise I’m gonna lose my ability to see.” As he stood up and walked away, he could almost see Kia’s brain as she went to say something then remembered Finn’s mask had no eye holes. He laughed softly as he walked out of the room.

~*~

Now

Finn stumbled through alleyways, struggling to keep himself from losing control. Syria’s apartment was in tatters from his rage at her being missing. The logical part of him, which was becoming ever smaller and weaker by the minute, knew it wasn't her fault, but it couldn't stop the molten core. Terror, anger, and pain ruled Finn’s body, and it was all his logical side could do to simply keep himself from people. This was more than a relapse at this point. This was almost worse than he ever was, and as far as he could tell there was no way to stop.

As he reached the end of the alley, Finn looked out at all the people, so many people. He began to turn away in disgust when the glint of armor caught the edge of his vision. Finn squinted and searched, and then saw the source: Maris, sitting at the table of some outdoor restaurant with three other people.

Maris.

MARIS!

If he could get to Maris, and convince him to let him sit in a cell until Saria returned, he would safe and others would safe from him. It was perfect! He looked at the literal sea of people between him and Maris, and he dove in. He Needed to make it, to get there, and he literally ran over people trying to make it across. After what felt like an eternity, he was through and within spitting distance of Maris.

Now that he was closer, he could see Maris’s companions, two were men and the third a woman. One of the men was talking about... pirates, he thought, the other kind of looked like Theren, and the woman was turned and looking at him strangely. It was too much to focus on them beyond that, too much effort when he had so little left. He stumbled forward, opened his mouth to speakâ€¦ and nothing came out. He tried again, and this time croaked out “Marisâ€¦” Everyone at the table were now turned towards him, and a look of concern grew on Maris’s face. “Finn, you alright?” Finn attempted to both stop shaking and talk, but before he could master speaking again the woman spoke up. “Finn? As in Finn Olleg?” Finn turned to her in surprise and confusion as she continued, “My name is Vaset. I never met you in person, well while you were awake at least, but I still remember when Rhonas brought you into -”

Rhonas.

Finn spun around and grabbed the woman by the shoulders, screaming, “WHO IS RHONAS!?!” Distantly he could hear Maris yelling to Theren and Gardonia, and then he felt someone slam into him, knocking him off the woman. As he hit the floor lightning sudden struck him, pain ripped through him like a knife into warm butter. For a half second the pain was enough that Finn almost felt like himself, and with tear filled eyes he stared at Maris and mouthed “Help me". Then he faded into darkness.

~*~

3 Hours Ago

Finn fell into a seat besides Libs, mentally exhausted. There was such a thing as information overload, and he reached it hours ago. It didn't help that this place was beginning to remind him a tiny bit of the furnace level, a thought Finn kept pushing aside. He turned to Libs and asked, “Tired of books yet?” Libs looked back at him with almost equally exhausted eyes and replied, “Iâ€¦ I almost burnt a book earlier. Soooo done with books Finn.” Finn chuckled, but stopped when he saw Kia walk into the room. She looked over the two, looked at the stacks of books behind them, and then asked, “How far have you made it? Have you read about the elvish religions?” Finn nodded and went to start a sarcastic comment about books and fire, but Kia’s entire demeanor suddenly changed and she sat down beside the two weary men. “I have a confession to make,” she began, not quite looking Finn in the eyes, “I have never heard of Rhonas, and brought you here for a different purpose.”

Finn sat up slowly, confused. A different purpose? Libs spoke what Finn was thinking, “What do ya mean, a different purpose?” and Kia took a deep breath. A sudden feeling of foreboding filled Finn, and almost reflexively he tightened his grip on his cane and silently prepared a hexproof spell. “I...” Kia started, “I wanted you to read the elvish religion texts so you would know that want I am about to tell you is true. You see, there is a darkness creeping into our world, first through the elves underground, but soon I fear the entire surface.”

That sentence hit Finn harder than a leveler coming in for the kill. Weakly, he asked, “What did you say?” She turned to Finn and repeated

“There is a darkness creeping into our world,” Whittlin began as he addressed Finn and the others at the research station southwest of Lumingred. “The Mephidross and the Tangle are being attacked and invaded as I speak by monsters, creatures we do not fully understand. It may be contained to those locations for now, but I fear we all will feel its effects soon.”

Finn couldn’t believe his ears? Something was invading the... his heart froze as he connected the dots. His parents, his brother! He raised his hand and without waiting to be called on asked

“What are you talking about? Why should we be afraid of darkness, when I have fire?” Libs asked, and Kia gave a small smile for a second before answering, “It's a phrase, Libs. What I was talking about was their god. You’ve read the elvish histories, their religions, and by now you have to know nothing there explains their aggression and ruthlessness. Nothing that is except for the his they have been serving for less than a century. It is called Faults.” Libs asked “Falls?” and Kia shook her head, repeating, “It is called

Phyrexia. They call themselves Phyrexia,” the vulshok whispered as he died. Finn turned to Saria, and shivered despite himself. “It's not new information, sadly,” Saria said as she knelt down and closed the eyes of the vulshok, “But he won’t be forgotten. Don’t you have somewhere to go? We’ll survive.” Finn turned to her and nodded. Without a word, Finn walked out of the encampment, looking back at his friend one last time, the last time on this world, though he didn’t know it yet. He turned back and

snapped back to reality as Libs shook him. “You ok Finn?” He asked, and Finn nearly jumped out of his seat. This... this wasn’t happening. Not again. The room smothered him and he ran for the exit. He turned the corner and

made it back to the survivor base.

Well, what remained of it.

“No, no, no” the words slipped out of his mouth, uncontrollable as he raced between tents, desperate to find someone, anyone alive. The tents were ripped, torn down, or just gone. No one was left, alive or dead. Finn’s legs gave out as the despair came back, an elephant on his chest. They were lost, like his friend Saria the auriok was lost, like his mentor Whittlin the vedalken was lost. Tears dried as the pain turned hot, hotter than the furnaces. His fingers brushed against something, and he looked down to see five small darksteel amulets laying on the ground. He grabbed one and stared. These... These belonged to Purto, the moriok kid. He played a little game of flip rocks with them. The pain inside Finn turned molten.

Finn could hear Kia and Libs calling, but he couldn't stop. His mind was losing it, and he fell to his knees and

this time, left the furnace level without having to close his eyes.

There you go! Not exactly heartwarming, though perhaps that is part of why it took me so long to write. As usual, the Stawthese characters, as well as Finn, are mine. However, the walkers belong to: Saria: @nantukohunk

Maris: @actualborossoldier

Theren: @thetalesofthereneverwood

Vaset: @vaset-dreamcrafter

Gardonia: @gardianforce

If you guys like these characters and Stawthese, let me know and I will write more tales there, and vice versa! If you want added to this list or taken off let me know, and if you want to read more about Finn, check this post containing almost literally everything I have done on him: https://goo.gl/EHAUR7

@baldore-of-the-boros, @foilmountain, @unexpected-phyrexian, @the-foxwolf, @gigaguessmtg, @erybia, @triumviratethree, @anyone I forgot

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obsidian-rabbit · 7 years

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Yong-sun, Rui, Hilda

Full Name: Yong-Sun (last name would be Mun)Gender and Sexuality: male, bisexual but leans more towards ladiesPronouns: he/himEthnicity/Species: Breloom, Korean/EnglishBirthplace and Birthdate: Hoenn region, Petalburg City, October 30thGuilty Pleasures: sweet toothPhobias: fear of being alone or forgottenWhat They Would Be Famous For: he’s from a champion team and is in contests sometimes. Otherwise, being small and adorableWhat They Would Get Arrested For: well, when he first evolved into a Breloom, he punched someone into a tree. They were cool with it.OC You Ship Them With: a tol Zoroark lady named MirageOC Most Likely To Murder Them: well... Kovar mightFavorite Movie/Book Genre: his favorite movie would be the Madagascar (Pokemon equivalent) films (he’s one for friendship and adventure). Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: he hates misunderstandings- he doesn’t like conflictTalents and/or Powers: Breloom powers (he’s also a magical boy)Why Someone Might Love Them: he’s sweet and caring, wanting to see everyone happy and who doesn’t love Breloom?Why Someone Might Hate Them: *looks at a certain Heatran* well, he rescued his lady friend from a possibly possessive and stalker like guy who would probably burn him alive. Besides that, doesn’t like when people poke fun at small people with intent of hurting feelingsHow They Change: not much has changedWhy You Love Them: he’s a personality I love using- I also love Breloom after raising one

Full Name: Rui (Lacey)Gender and Sexuality: male, pansexualPronouns: he/him/hisEthnicity/Species: lizard demon/prankster spirit, English/Portuguese Birthplace and Birthdate:magical realm, possibly a fancy village- March 10 Guilty Pleasures: clothes, I believePhobias: killing someone with his abilitiesWhat They Would Be Famous For: his pranking abilities and silliness. Overall chill guyWhat They Would Get Arrested For: his pranking abilitiesOC You Ship Them With: none at the momentOC Most Likely To Murder Them: maybe someone who really didn’t appreciate his appearance or somethingFavorite Movie/Book Genre: he loves almost anything with romance, comedy and whismy (though he doesn’t read a lot of things)Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: forced humor and dramaTalents and/or Powers: lizard abilities, magical powers that help cause silly occurrences and suchWhy Someone Might Love Them: he’s a card- trying to make people crack up and feel comfortable around him at their own paceWhy Someone Might Hate Them: he’s persistentHow They Change: at first, he was just a normal joking guy- ...actually, not much. Just now, he’s got a forever homeWhy You Love Them: I love the personality he’s developed now- its fun rping and drawing him

Full Name: Brunhilda, Hilda for short (no last name that anyone knows of)Gender and Sexuality: female, bisexual with a preference towards menPronouns: she/herEthnicity/Species: normal-wise, she’d be English/Danish. Terms of species, she’s an aquatic nymph like sea witchBirthplace and Birthdate: magical world, probably an aquatic city, June 4thGuilty Pleasures: romantic comedies and reading erotic books (more to laugh at it)Phobias: she doesn’t like being in dry places too longWhat They Would Be Famous For: she creates potions, objects and spells to help out people who come to her shop, so she’s probably well known for her magic. And some other thingsWhat They Would Get Arrested For: sometimes, she accidentally makes something too powerful and to some, if it backfires on them, they think she’s scamming themOC You Ship Them With: lowkey ships with Cicero but they need more development as pals firstOC Most Likely To Murder Them: angry customers? or other powerful peopleFavorite Movie/Book Genre: she likes most: action, comedy, romance, adventure and magicalLeast Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: doesn’t look it, but based on real life stuff and horrorTalents and/or Powers: she’s a powerful sea witchWhy Someone Might Love Them: she’s a confident and silly sea witch, friendly to those who are friendly back, and possible pizzazz?Why Someone Might Hate Them: she’s a powerful lady- its possible some want her abilities. But so far, not really too sure.How They Change: she’s sort of new, so not muchWhy You Love Them: I love making mature but silly characters like her, and I’ve grown to love my sea witch child all the more

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freigaeist · 7 years

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also a random question but - favourite ship, if you have one?

ANJA

VMON ; the fashionistas, the earth signs, the teacher and his student, the refreshingly buzz of wild thoughts swirling through the organized mind whAT IS NOT TO LOVE ABOUT VMON!!! i can’t even say what is the most adorable abt those two but i think i’m drawn to how surprisingly similar they are but also how utterly different? whilst they’re both care-taker namjoon is the mental support, he’s incredibly good with words and verbal reassurance whereas taehyung can make anybody feel at ease with just a smile or a hand on the shoulder. whilst the older is gifted with just the right words in any situation the younger has that feeling to him that puts others at ease immediately; like a puppy you pet and feel better though it’s a small creature that needs you to take care of them and guide them you feel oddly accepted, protected, loved and taken care of by a huge grin, lots of spit and scratch marks on your hands and the feeling of their fur underneath your trembling fingers and that is taehyung. namjoon on the other hand is the words of an elder, a friend, a mother that do more than every physical support could do for you at that very moment. namjoon is the voice reading you a bedtime story that lulls you to sleep from very far away while taehyung is the bass soothingly vibrating beneath your head whilst being pressed close to his warm body. i imagine namjoons fingers are always kinda cold and at their best luke warm or hot and sweaty and taehyung seem to be always very warm and dry. namjoon get headaches from worrying too much and nibbling on his inner cheek in thoughts, taehyung has already moved from the foggy slumber of the past, got rid of the muddy finger prints on his white vest and is with one foot already in the newly fallen snow of the future, in his chest already bubbling excitement and aticipitation. vmon are the lecturing but kind words of an older person guiding and the younger reaching out and holding them in their steady embrace for a while knowing that even the wisest and oldest need nothing but a hug and a thankful smile from time to time.

so vmon is like the Ship of the Month but c’mon we all know bea HAS to have sidehoes (Me, A triple-biased Ship Wreck, ) so i’ll go in detail abt the others too fuck it why not:

JinMin ; ah yes sag+libra, they’re the kinds of sweets that look innocent and taste sweet and nice on first bite before some nasty kind of lemon STINGS into your tongue and you reconsider ever eating candy again bc how dare the sugar&sweets industry foaling you like this??? jinmin is this; effing libra park jimin being the cutest but also the most cunning out there, he KNOWS how to act and how to behave to have people liking him - but that doesn’t work when the person he’s trying to lull in acts like an actual 5y/o that just. isn’t having it. nopedy nop nope. this bangtan bomb is still everything to me bc i think their individual relationship comes out wonderfully as well as this vlive - truth be told both are reasons why my life improved 10% overall am not kidding. seokjin is the bigger brother chim never had and jimin the younger jin never had i think their sense of humour is rly similar (name one time when jimin pressured himself NOT to laugh at jins antics!), they’re the Gossip Girls out of these bunch of boyscouts and i love them for that! whenever one of them is whispering into the others ear it looks extra shady if you ask me &I LOVE IT! jimin sometimes looks so extra Done with Jin and he just continues going on his nerves like it’s a water slide &I LVOE IT! i also love how seokjin is older but let’s jimin (and everybody else) just have their ways from time to time, he isn’t too serious when he doesn’t needs to be and i think that puts the others at ease. they’re also Team Touchy though i’d say jimin is more of the physical support than jin bc jimin isn’t one to be all sappy with words but rather shows his concern and that he senses someone’s upset with simple, reassuring gestrues. he doesn’t play around like jin does when he’s bored or is all clingy and is glued to people like taehyung but he got his ways in immediately being close and having a hand on ones shoulder when they’re worried and i actually think jin learned a bit from chim when it comes to this? i mean yes he’s The (so claimed) Mom but he isn’t overly touchy but with the youngsters he is and i find that rly cute! they’re on one wave and the wave’s wild and high enough to happily sail on it :’^) i also read this lovely yet absolute heart-breaking (in the possibly best way) masterpiece and fell in love instantely

others i’m all HEART EYES for

Sope ; who isn’t in love with yoonseok. honestly. the pisces boy and his water bearer. when yoongi’s the deep dark water growing heavy and deadly hoseok is lightning buzzing through the halfway frozen surface, cracking ice and bringing light into the darkness which the water reflects in every direction to light it up. when hobi is all twitching nerves and fluid anxiety (and he’s all nerves to me; even when he’s talking in a quiet/low voice to calm ppl he’s talking incredibly FAST and his voice literally dances up&down he is just. A BUNDLE OF NERVES HE’S SUCH AN AQUARIAN) yoongi is reassuring deepness and calm and when yoongi’s depressed and without any motivation and everything and everyone is choking him to death and he feels like drowing hoseok is his light, oxygen and soul food. they’ve that super healthy relationship where they magically balance their downsides out smh?? that’s how i see them. they’re offering what the other is lacking and by that make a very strong unit. plus yoongi is really straight-forward and honest but he’s not one who’s all lovey dovey and shows how much he cares too obvious BUT WITH HOB HE IS EXACTLY THAT!!! i just rly love them but then again, who doesn’t?

Taejin ; Team Agegap - mhh both have a similar but different feeling to me but it’s all pure. they let jin be the child and are sUPER ANNOYED BY HIM sometimes when he wants to play around and they don’t want to! Seokjin is absolutely in love with taehyung (but then again who isn’t) and they can gET INCREDIBLY TOUCHY (possesive bf Tae at it everywhere, their mama stage??) with each another! plus the one and only thing i ever wrote is taejin lol for jinkook, i love that seokjin has that ability to lower himself. he’s the oldest and jeongguk the youngest yet i think they’re very close in the sense that jin is lowering himself and jeongguk likes to play the know-it-better& mess with his oldest hyung at times so they’re almost equal (plus team muscle pigs yay). these three are a bunch of pre-schoolers i wouldn’t want to take care of (am kidding pls pls let me play around with them!)

Double Wings ; Smol & Tol - namjin were the first that got me into reading bts fanfics (our sometimes tired, sometimes overly enthusiastic but 90% of the time emBARRASSING parents who gave the word Awkward its meaning (not bc they’re awkward with each other hell they’ve one of the best relationships you can have with someone who you’re not similar to in lots of ways), are absolutely, undeniably in el oh ve eh with each other), namjoon as the motivated, strict person that want and wants and wants and seokjin the actual fire sign telling the earth sign to CHILL for a second or two.. they just get me lots. minjoon is just. pure love. one of the least physical members and one of the touchiest, the smallest bundle that has his shell perfectly under control and the tallest that has everything but control over his long, slender limbs, don’t they make a nice meet&greet of opposites i love it!

and last but not least: Taeguk ! my sweet summer children, the youngest and most playful, partners in crime! they have your chest aching and heart longing for a soulmate you don’t know yet but want to have by your side already, they’re a refreshing summer breeze when you’re out in the midst of an autumn storm and they just give me that supper fuzzy, warm and very soft feeling inside where i either want to put them to bed and read them a bed time story of be out with them in the middle of a hot summer night, ripping out trees and yelling until it echoes to the moon and back. taehyung is warmth and steadiness when jeongguk is anxious and unsure, he’s an older brother that doesn’t mind playing the younger for a while and jeongguk is obviously the touchiest with taehyung (no surprise as taehyung IS the touchiest himself lol). i think the most fics i read (it’s not many but if i start one that i love i will read 20k in one go) is taeguk just bc it’s rly popular (which is understandable if you ask me?) and many talented ppl fell in love with them!

shoutout to 2seok & jikook for being underrated in their brother-like, more quiet charms and sugamon for putting up with one another for such a long time so they practically grew on one another, sugakookie where an Intro Big shows an Intro Smol that it’ll be okay being like this in an extroverted idol world AND vmin & namseok for being the typical same age liners where one of the “twins” constantely states “i’m like 2minutes older rESPECT ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!”

bangtan is one family and i love all their friendships/dynamics but those are my faves :’^) in the end nobody stans bts as much as taehyung bts anyways, right? THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME WASTE MY TIME I LOVED THIS

#people be asking me what kinda cheese i favor #i'll answer abt three different kinds how they were made the history abt where it came from #including 5 fun facts abt each sort where one of them miraculously ends up being a creepy pasta #and the other turns into life advice on bad breath??#anja you were lying when you said i have my thoughts collected #i'm all over the palce looki at this mess #but i love going deep on simple stuff and turning big issues into flies :^/#answered #anja <3 #ksjknj #also feel always free to tag me in any kinda precious interaction regardless which member lol #i'm just loving the love and brotherhood!

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