#subtle flavour if i may say so
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"I could write essays about how charles' relatable silly posts are part of his PR rebrand to create a stronger personal brand outside of ferrari like his PR moves are EXCELLENT"
Are you just going to be a tease and not write the essay? Because I would SIT DOWN for this essay.
he's an insane individual and with each new post on social he blows my mind. i have personal experience in PR and presenting an individual as a brand and let me tell you, the awareness charles has about himself is INSANE.
let's have a look at the subtle changes charles made in 2024 to his instagram:
here's his winter break feed from 2023:
out of all these posts, only one could be considered as "silly" (the pizza eating one, HOWEVER, it was part of a carousel that also featured serious pictures of his training).
now let's look at 2024 winter break feed:
i marked it on the feed itself, but he hasn't posted a single serious pic from his training in the dolomites (and he was on a 24hr skiing trip from italy to austria i may add so that would be a huge flex -- again no post). he chose to post a picture of him falling, a video of being insane and sliding down a mountain, and then eating an icecream in the snow.
now, re: his brand awareness, his lore goes CRAZY. back before christmas he had a Q&A on threads where he said his fave ice cream flavour was vanilla, people judged him. he went on to make a whole photoshoot with a vanilla ice cream. not many people would connect it, but it just shows how aware he is of what he shares with the general public.
he also now features much less ferrari on his IG. also worth noting that to match his feed, he wore exclusively red jacket during his winter training last year to match the other pictures where he wears the ferrari red suit. now, his feed is more neutral, less red for sure. i'm not saying it's him going to a different team. i personally think it's him building his own brand and trying to distance himself from being JUST a ferrari driver.
now, i made a whole post about charles and his relatable posts but just admit, would you be more likely to notice a post where he does something silly, unexpected, authentic, than a perfectly staged professional training photo? exactly.
in fact, his ice cream pics gained 1M likes SO FAST - he posted them around 6pm and reached a million likes before midnight. now it's on 1.6M likes. bear in mind he has "only" 13M followers. that means he manages to activate a huge number of his followers to engage with his posts. to compare, lewis has 35M followers. how many likes do his posts reach? around 700k likes if they aren't racing related. do you see how insane this level of engagement is?
he has a good understanding of the social media environment, and understands that showcasing his personality more rather than a crafted PR image works to his advantage.
he seems then more approachable, stands out in the crowd of other drivers.
also one thing that i noticed is how insanely well his branded posts do. branded posts underperform, that's a fact. but charles' branded reels get millions of views -- 12.8M views for the apm monaco promo, 25M views for his meta promo.
to compare other non-branded content, his piano reel from 22 weeks ago got around 7.7M views. ferrari posts that were co-posted by charles gain around 3-5M views if you look at the usual performance.
the pattern is clear -- charles is outgrowing ferrari and the brand that ferrari offers. the individual brand that he crafted for himself is getting stronger, and him and his team know how to navigate in it and capitalize on it. he no longer is tied to ferrari, or even racing. he can do well enough with a video of him playing a piano than a video of him scoring a pole position.
again, racing is in charles' blood and at his core, he's a racer, but having such a strong individual branding as an internet personality is a huge advantage when it comes to brand deals, sponsors, and the contract negotiations he could be having.
that being said, what you see on social media does not have to be reality. it can be a carefully crafted pr image. HOWEVER, charles also has a great advantage of the thousands of meetings with fans that claim he was incredibly nice. or meetings with partners, that always cannot stop complimenting how approachable and interested he was in person.
that also benefits him, people always want to root for/support people that are genuine in real life, and charles seems to live up to that expectation.
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less of an ask and more of a compliment i love the way your tags are organized…”decay as a commodity” “bodies shifting in narrow spaces” etc is it your own original work or quoting from a song/poem/or something?
helloo angel and welcomee to the show, its always such a joy when people appreciate my silly little tagging system. they're all just random sentences i thought up ages ago, , just to make sense of the mess in front of you etc y'know how it gets love. i couldn't really get behind tagging things as "art" "people, faces places things" etc. i needed to inject a bit of flavour to the whole thing (let this not be read as a subtle jab towards any new york based tumblrinas , we're above that c'mon now). i wouldn't say these little phrases are "personal" by any means but they have been motifs i wanted to actively explore in the art i make so no harm putting them up here i guess haha
for posterity's sake i thought i'd just copy an explanation of my tags from an old ask
decay as a commodity : okay so i envisioned this as a way to just summarize modern living? i think of a whole blueish neon color scheme with this one. my line of thinking was,, with the world slowly rotting away and living becoming so expensive and exhausting, whats the one commodity we all share? wouldn't it be decay? aren't we all slowly fading together etc etc. i use this for images with cooler muted tones and anything with a futuristic vibe,, along with some grimey, monochrome photography
the setting dawn: this is the polar opposite of decay, i think of it as "hope beyond hope" a la Prior Walter's line in Angels in America. i know "the setting sun " might sound more natural but i think of it as,, dawn , when the sun breaks through - in this short period the world starts to wake. qs the dawn sets the day kicks in, with all its routine misery. Dawn i think, is the only time the sun is kind to you, because its still hidden away at least slightly. But the day truly starts and itbeats down on you. And yet we continue to live, past the boredom and the pain, we live past hope, past the quiet comfort of dawn. I use this for pictures with earthy tones and things on the more uplifting side
bodies shifting in narrow spaces: this has some overlap with the decay tag, im not as organized as i need 2 be. i use this for figures & portraits ill want to draw or just really any photography i like that features a human presence. think of it as people so dependent on an outside gaze they constantly try to reinvent themselves, or just, everyday people, getting less and less time to live, having to work and forcing themselves into relationships with any real connection
original sin and other contingencies: im trying to fit this in for more risque photography and maybe things on the more gory side. how do i explain this.. okay so... when there's nothing left to do you'll always have sin to turn to just yo keep yourself occupied, along with other methods/contingencies u get the jist
linen that lingers: my fashion tag nothing more 2 it
the canvas as testimony: for art that is made for the gallery or art that is held in higher regard i guess, more high culture. it includes painting, sculptures,along with architecture,, but maybe i should make an architecture tag. i think of the things here as more personal efforts
motion on a still surface: for art that is energetic and really pops off the page. includes comics, manga, fanart, animation. stuff here may be more low culture but really its not. i just differentiate these art tags as ,,one is stuck to the canvas whatever that canvas may be, while the other leaps off the page
word on a wing let me soar: books, poetry, articles, journals , all words that i adore
a conversation with the self: i wanted this to be for things that are very personal to me but i just use my other tags
angels in descent: my little funny haha tag for yknow ,,, funny haha. yknow the "devil's rejects" the movie? like its a way of saying people so horrible no even the devil would take them. okay so i thought " god's rejects " but that's lame. so i landed on this, like idk...imagine angels falling from grace
arcade shuffle: for my little viddy games lol. sorry for being a #gamergirl but yes it happens sadly ,,moving on
jet jump jive: for songs
at the pictures: for movies,, like imagine im going "cant talk im at the pictures wheee ^_^"
there is such a great distance between now and later: to track my art and writing progress but i barely use it cause it barely draw or write these days i blame the wave of despair that washeth over me
proof of concept: photos i took but there's like almost nothing here
misc that are just funny 2 me like i do it 4 a little chuckle i deserve it:
screw it posting hole - for hole the band
bowies in spaaace - for bowie, after the flight of the concords song cmon its a little funny at least cmon now
twink speaks- for twin peaks lol
#this all feels very self-congratulatory i apologise my love#but everytime i get the chance to talk i never shut up#oh well i still love and try to be loved in return#but never equal measure#scales are a precarious thing you never know when you'll find yourself on the wrong side of balance#soft whispers under moonlight#long post
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Through The Heart Is The Only Way. Chapter Four. "It's Normal To Be Nervous." Poly!Chiffany X FEM! AFAB! Reader.
Oh my God, so I know! I know! 2K Follower Giveaway, but I have had this chapter planned for sooo long and it’s been months since this has gotten an update! The giveaway is gonna continue post haste right after this do not fret. But this, I needed to do this and this fic deserves the attention! So! For those who have been waiting, so sorry for the delay but may this 6K plus update where things finally start really heating up, make up for it! Seriously I am excited about this and the story is only gonna get hotter from here! I hope you all enjoy the update, feedback is heavily encouraged of course and the Masterlist with previous parts is there. Thank you for reading and seriously! Enjoy!
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Rating. Explicit. Length. 6.2K. Charles Lee Ray X Tiffany Ray Valentine X FEM! AFAB! Reader. She/Her Pronouns. Poly! Chiffany. Warnings: Cute Date. General Nerves. Banter. Opinions On Deep Dish Pizza. Smoking. Kissing. Making Out. Masturbation. Oral Sex. Blow Job. Dirty Talk. Cunnlingus. Vaginal Fingering. Vaginal Sex. Creampie.
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He kisses differently than she does.
He tastes like she does but also he doesn’t. Her lips are softer, fuller, smooth and a definite fruity tinge from the lipstick she wore, an undercurrent of something unmistakably her that was entirely too intoxicating.
As for where it was similar, where their flavours matched, alcohol and cigarettes.
He was rougher than she was. Not just from the light amount of stubble on his face but the way he returned the kiss that you initiated. His hands settle on your hips easily, tugging you just that little bit closer, it makes your grip on his tie loosen slightly.
He kisses you and you feel something stirring inside you in a similar fashion to when she kissed you. And yet, again, different.
But it's good. So good.
Your lips move and he takes that as the cue to take just a little more, kisses deeper, a touch harder. You get caught up in it, a harsh inhale through your nose and before you knew it he was the one pulling away and you are hearing Tiffany speaking, “I think she liked it.”
He laughs, “Yeah you think?”
You were sure you looked a little dumbstruck, you aren’t even bothered by the teasing, it feels very them. Instead of biting back with your own retort a smile breaks out on your face. A thought takes hold in the next moment as his hands leave you and you vocalise it, "What does this mean?"
"Hmm?" A questioning hum from him and a look between the pair before you continue. "I mean so you like me?"
"Duh." Chucky scoffed and the back of Tiffany's hand hit him gently on his shoulder and he tried to look a little more serious. "What I mean is, duh, respectfully."
You laughed and the duo before you smiled. "Okay so you like me and in case it wasn't obvious I like you. Both of you."
"Not to steal his answer and for fear of overusing it, but, duh." Teased Tiffany.
They like you? You need confirmation, make sure you are all on the same page before you potentially make an ass out of yourself. “Okay, not to sound wildly unconfident, but you like me? While you are both-” You inhale, your hands trembling, you attempt to stop them but it does nothing as you say the last word, “-together?”
“Yeah we like you a lot.” Tiffany confirmed and he gave a nod in agreement. “Yeah we’ve been talking about you for a while and considering this.”
Holy shit. “Mhmm we just wanted to be sure that you liked us but when you and I kissed in the bathroom the other night we thought the way you’d been acting, flirting, engaging, that night in the diner. That yeah the chance you were really into us was good enough to take the risk.”
“Wait so he knows that we kissed?” You asked, a gesture between yourself and Tiffany and they both shared a knowing look before he said, “Well I had my eye on you, watched you serve after coming back and lemme tell you this, you are not subtle.”
“No?” You asked and he gave a small shrug, hands in his coat pockets.
“It was your smile that did it. I know that smile, I’ve had on that smile before.” He said with a sideways glance to Tiffany who was looking at him in a way that you wished you were on the receiving end of. But, honestly, seeing them look at each other like that was good.
“And no one comes out of the bathroom smiling like that unless they’ve been hooking up.”
You laughed, head tipping back before taking a deep inhale, relief washes over you, he was right, you were not as subtle as you could have or should have been. “Fuck, I was so, so worried that I was like helping her cheat on you or something but you knew the whole time?”
“I did, I did.” Chucky said with a grin and Tiffany said, “Sorry for the scare but we wanted to be sure you were into this.
"So what should we do about this? Because I do want this, whatever it is just…" You hesitate for a moment, she reaches out, her hand takes yours, "Go on."
You feel encouraged and you say, "I want this, so much, but I don't want it to necessarily just be a physical thing."
"Oh well good, because neither do we." Tiffany assures as he chimed in, "Yeah like we said, we actually like you. We don't want to just nail you and bail."
You felt unspeakable joy in the moment. This feels almost too good to be true, too perfect. In the time you've known them you never thought this would be an option you could have. Hell you just didn't think it was one period.
You asked, "So where do we go from here?"
"How about a date?” Chucky asked and Tiffany followed up, “An actual one when you aren't working, when is your next day off?"
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. I mean, three people dating each other? How was this all going to work? You weren't sure but you really wanted to find out. What you'd been wishing for weeks was right in front of you and you just had to reach out and take it.
"Yes, I would love to. I'm off Tuesday." You said with a smile and a squeeze of Tiffany's hand still in yours.
"Tuesday, sounds perfect." She said softly and Chucky agreed, "Tuesday's great."
You reluctantly pulled your hand away from Tiffany’s. You reached into your purse, pulled out and flipped open your notebook you kept in there along with a pen, you scrawled out your number before tearing out the paper and holding it out. "My number, call me tomorrow and we'll figure out details?"
"Can't wait.” He said as he took the paper, he looked it over once before folding it and putting it into his pocket. You wished you could hammer out what you would do right now but the train was approaching.
“Thanks again for walking me here.” You told them genuinely.
“No problem.” Came from him and she said, “Talk to you tomorrow.” The train stopped on the platform and the doors slid open and you stepped on with a wave to them both.
After you get off at your usual stop you walk back home. You don’t feel the chill of the late night air, a smile refusing to leave your face. You went to bed that night and slept somehow, even better than the night previous. You were so excited to get that call, you could hardly wait, it was around lunch time the next day, well lunch for people who weren’t on your insane schedule. Point is around twelve thirty you had been up for a while and your phone ended up ringing, you snatched it up on the second ring with a very overly enthusiastic, “Hello?”
“Oooh someone’s chipper, hello.” It was Chucky, you sighed out with a smile you were sure he could hear through the phone, “Heyyy.”
“You already said that, you alright space cadet?” He teased and you said, “Yeah, doing great honestly. How are you?”
“Doing fine, a relaxed day so far.” He said and you asked, “Tiffany with you?”
“She stepped out, but we planned out the date. Do you trust us enough to show up at the cafe on fifth street at about seven pm Tuesday?” You more than trusted them for that. A public meeting like that was more than agreeable. You couldn’t wait to see what they had planned and told him as such before assuring him, “I’ll see you then.”
Goodbyes said again and you practically floated through the rest of the day, the next day however you were struck with sudden nerves. You always get nervous before a date, worried about what to wear, how it would go, if you would click and they would like you, if you’d have fun.
You really liked them and didn’t wanna fuck this all up. Usually trying to please one person was nerve wracking enough but two of them? Especially when they were already so entangled with each other. Your mind went a little too wild wondering, hanging with them was so fun but you couldn’t help but wonder how being on a date with them would differ from the hang outs you’d shared so far. You tried to calm yourself, you thought about the times you had spent so far, how easy it was, the fun you had, how well the conversation flowed. The thing that really helped was thinking back to that kiss you shared with Tiffany in the bathroom at your work, her cradling your face and telling you to not worry.
It helps.
You had no idea what you were going to do with them and by extension what to wear. They always looked so good, so put together, Tiffany in particular had such good style, she was fucking goregous and you wanted to step it up and impress her. At the same time you didn’t want to overdress and look stupid. It was a hard balance to strike and you wondered if you could pull it off. You also didn’t want to just wear the kind of thing that they saw you in at work.
Before you knew it the evening was upon you and you were getting ready to go out. You really wanted to show a different side and vibe than what they saw from you at your job, this was a first date so of course you wanted to look nice and again, try to match them a bit while still looking distinctly you. The attire that you settled on were, one of your nicest distressed pairs of jeans, a tank top tucked into said jeans, heeled boots that matched the belt, beg and nicer jacket that you picked out. You fussed over your jewellery, Tiff had such cool and unconventional pieces and you wanted to show off just a bit so you pulled some of your more unusual favourites that went with the fit you’d already picked out.
You took it easier on the make up, you took your time applying it but didn’t go heavy handed with it and as you were finishing up with your lipstick you caught the time and realised you were behind schedule. “Shit-”
You are normally so good at time management and are punctual to a fault. You could not be late to this first date or you would never forgive yourself. You say fuck it and honestly you did look great, getting there on time was more important than continually fucking with your hair, so your boots are thrown on along with your jacket, bag grabbed on the way and you are out the door.
Running on icy sidewalks in heeled boots is a bad idea but you were determined to be on time. You actually made it five minutes early, standing there, leaning against the front window of the cafe, trying to catch your breath and hoping not to look a mess when they showed up. You got your breathing under control just in time for them to walk up hand in hand, both finishing up a cigarette. He greeted you first, “Hey there she is.”
“Told you she’d be here, and looking lovely as ever.” Tiffany said with a smile, she complimented the necklace you chose and commented on the fit of your jeans, he echoed that and said you looked great. You felt good that they liked how you looked. To deflect off feeling flustered by their compliments you said, “You sound surprised.”
“I’m not, you always look great but he-” she said with an elbow nudging Chucky to which he rolled his eyes, “-was worried you might not have gone through with this.”
Your hand is thrown over your chest and you scoff in mock hurt, “You really think I would stand you up? You think so highly of me.”
“God no! No I just-” He started and you cut him off, teasing as you say, “No I see how it is, but you are lucky, I think I might just see it in my heart to forgive you.”
“Your generosity knows no bounds.” He sighed, a hand running through his hair before he was saying, nigh mockingly, “Thank you.”
You were already feeling better. This felt just as it had before, it was good, you felt giddy. “Well shall we?”
“We shall.” Tiffany said, her smile refusing to leave her face from watching your back and forth.
“What am I getting into with both of you?” He mused and you offered up, “Heaps of trouble hopefully.”
“More like most definitely.” Tiffany assured. It was at this moment, you asked, “So what is on the docket for tonight?”
“Don’t you worry your pretty little head we planned it all, a movie, dinner, we got it all figured out.” He gestured you to follow as he led, turning you down a different street.
“Where are we gonna eat?” You ask and he says, “Don’t worry about that, we aren’t eating till after the movie.”
“Really? Movie first?” You must have sounded too sceptical, it had her saying, “Oh yeah, you never done it that way? It’s great! You aren’t rushing through dinner to make the movie.”
“And when you go to eat you can talk about what you just watched.” He added on and you had to admit, it was a good call, would smooth over any tiny potential awkwardness and make conversation a total breeze.
“I gotta give it up, that is smart!” The duo seemingly preened under your praise, it led Chucky to say, “You are too kind.”
“Just giving credit where it's due. And since you have so clearly thought of everything, what movie are we seeing?”
At this point you had made it to and were in front of the theatre and with a sense of nearly perfect timing he pointed to the posted, “Return of the Living Dead part two.”
Oh no shit. You had actually wanted to see that but hadn’t gotten the chance to get out to the theatre. You decide to tease further instead of showing your initial excitement, “And who says I wanna see this?”
You see their expressions falters for a moment, a shared quick glance before they started to say that you could pick something else and you can’t hold back for long before laughing, “I’m fucking kidding, Jesus, yeah course I am so down!”
“You gotta stop doing that.” He sighed and Tiffany let out a giggle, “I dunno I think it’s cute. Nice that someone is teasing you for a change sweet face.”
“You tease me plenty.” He fired back, it was said fondly however, she leaned against him, a press of her shoulder to his as she said with a certain amount of innuendo, “Not in public.”
Your mind is occupied thinking about how she exactly teases him in private and you are soon at the front of the line and a ticket is passed to you. While imagining less than pure things they had bought your ticket for you.
You thank them as you all head inside and you insist on going to get the snacks since they bought the tickets. They seem reluctant but they let you do it.
As you wait in line, in the well lit lobby of the theatre you are able to really take in how they look, you actually felt you did pretty well with your outfit. She had chosen a dark purple dress, fuck did she look good in purple, longer black coat over it to help fight the winter chill and her own pair of heeled boots, the crept up her legs higher than yours did and were taller too, of course her makeup looked amazing as usual, hair half up. His outfit was simple but effective as ever, slacks, button up shirt, his trench coat and red scarf tucked under the lapels of it. They looked so good together and you wondered how you looked next to them.
They just seemed to fit and you can’t help but wonder how you were going to fit in with what they already had built together. But you were getting ahead of yourself.
You got popcorn, two sodas to split and a box of candy, you came back to them arms full and he asked, “Bought the whole place out, huh?”
“Yeah, how much did this set you back?” Tiffany asked and you gave a shrug or as much of one as you could while holding this much, “Enough that I hope one of you is getting dinner after this.” You joked.
“I think we can do that.” Tiffany assured before you are filing in to get your seats. You weren’t sure how this would work but they let you sit in the middle of them, insisting that you did even. You weren’t going to say no and took your seat. When the lights dimmed and the previews were over, you feel her take your hand and less than twenty minutes in you feel his arm slipping around your shoulders and this right here? Being between them, both of them touching you in such a casually affectionate way?
Yeah you could get used to this. The movie was a good call for a lot of reasons but in the dark, with everyone distracted, you could touch them both without as much fear or question.
The few reassuring times Tiffany squeezed your hand, how Chucky would leave a little closer when he had some quip related to what was happening on screen, it felt right, shockingly natural. If not a little flustering at times being so close with the pair.
Less than two hours and one movie later you are leaving the theatre, snacks and drinks consumed and feeling pretty damn good.
“You ready for dinner?” Chucky asked as you started down the sidewalk and you said, “Yes, God, I’m starving. That popcorn was not enough, what are you both thinking?”
“Pizza?” Honestly, that sounded great, would hit the spot. You agree excitedly, “Lead the way. I am sure you have a place in mind?”
“Naturally.” He said with a smile and you asked, “Do you both always plan this much?”
“Hardly, we can be really go with the flow but we wanted to impress you.” Tiffany said easily and he said, “Yeah, give you the illusion we have our shit together.”
They wanted to impress you? And here you were worried about doing the same. Maybe this is a lot more evenly matched than you initially thought.
You hadn’t been to the pizza shop that they had chosen before but it was nice enough. Chill and laid back sort of vibe, not super fancy but surprisingly busy for a Tuesday night, a sure sign that the good was probably really good.
You ended up needing the bathroom and when you came back you found that they ordered for the table. You slid back into your seat as you said, “Ooh the confidence between you two, ordering for me? Awfully presumptuous.”
“Trust us alright, you’re gonna like it.” Tiffany promised and just like most things she said you trusted her.
You folded your hands in your lap and turned to look at him. “So what did you think of the movie?”
You caught him fishing in his jacket for something and his head snapped up looking to you before he said, “Welll-it wasss-”
“It wasss?” You asked prompting him further and he sighed, head falling back, a gesture of his hands at his sides, “Fucking bad, right?”
“Oh thank God, yeah that was nothing like the first one.” Tiffany sounded relieved that she wasn’t the only one who didn’t enjoy it as intended.
“Agreed! What was that?!” You said with a nod before tacking on, “That being said! It was so fucking fun.”
“Hell yeah, dumb, stupid fun.” He agreed further, his eyes crinkled at the sides when he smiled like this, nose scrunching too, he looked too handsome when he was this happy.
You laughed, “To be honest your running commentary made it a fuck ton more enjoyable.”
“Seriously, seeing movies with Chucky is the best, I always have way more fun when he’s around.” She said it with such warmth, you catch her hand sliding onto his thigh and a small squeeze which makes him grin. “Too sweet.”
“More like too honest.” She said as the pizza came out and was placed in the middle of the table.
It looked fucking great but you noticed one thing in particular and asked playfully, “No deep dish?”
Tiffany made an expression of exasperation, a roll of her eyes as she said, “Oh God-”
He adjusted in his seat and leaned closer, elbows on the table, one hand pointing to you, almost seemed like he was gearing up as he said, “Let me tell you about deep dish pizza-”
“Here we go, you got him started.” She sighed, still sounding amused at least. “Okay, Chuck, tell me all about deep dish pizza.”
“There’s a lot to love about Chicago, I mean it, glad we moved here yada yada yada but deep dish pizza?” He made a disgusted sound. “It’s a fuckin’ joke and not a very funny one.”
“What is so bad about deep dish pizza?” You asked and he elaborated further still, “It’s a mess! A total fucking mess, you gotta commit to eating the whole pie because once you cut into it and that artery clogging mass of cheese starts spilling, it’s over, you’re done! There’s no way to bring home one piece of it and reheat it for later.”
Tiffany had an expression on her face that this had come up multiple times before and she was more than used to hearing him go on. “Like it’s terrible! And do not get me started on the cheese to sauce ratio-”
“I won’t, I won’t! I’m sorry I asked-” You laughed before finally picking up a piece of your own.
Dinner was good, you talked more in depth about the ridiculousness of the movie you saw and about other places you all liked to eat at in the area. “There is this pizza place me and my co-workers like to go to when the club closes some nights, you should try it.”
They showed definite interest and it led to you saying, “Maybe some night after the club I’ll take you myself.”
“Oh yes please!” Tiffany seemed very into the idea and you said, “Alright promise, we can do that.”
“We’ll hold you to that.” Chucky said and you hoped he would.
They paid for the pizza, you took care of the tip and once the bill was settled up it was late, getting near midnight as you left back outside into the chilled winter air. Being so late wasn’t a deterient, you stayed up late all the time after all on your work schedule but the date would have to end eventually, as much as you didn’t want it to.
“Should we start getting you back?” He asked as he pulled out his pack of smokes and offered one up to Tiffany and you grinned, “You wanna walk me home? So chivalrous.”
“Course we do, we’re having a great time.” Tiffany said before lighting up and passing the lighter to him so he could do the same and he added, “Yeah plus late is when all the creeps come out.” He nudged you with a wave of his fingers and you laughed.
“Yeah, yeah, a girls gotta be careful in the big city, but with you two I am sure I’ll be safe.”
You missed the knowing look your two dates shared, if only you knew what you were really getting into.
The walk was nice, you took the long way home and had one of those talks that was about everything and nothing. The kind that allowed comfort to seep into your bones and shielded you from the cold, made it easy to forget the windchill as you made jokes, riffed off store names from shops you passed by and street signs and just conversed about whatever struck right in the moment. You felt so present, grounded. You don’t know why you ever worried about this.
You think this is the most fun you have ever had on a date. You felt more comfortable than you ever had previously on your one on one dates with people. You felt like this made so much sense maybe this is what had been missing? Dating more than one person, at the same time. You had no idea why it clicked the way it did or what it said about you but those thoughts and worries were the last thing on your mind as you focused on the here and now with them.
But all good things have to end eventually and you were telling them, “Well this is me.”
They both looked up to the decently sized apartment building you called home. “Not a bad part of town you live in.”
“Yeah building seems real nice too.” He admitted and then there was a moment of quiet. It was late. No one was really around as you stood on the top of those three steps, in the little alcove before the front door of your building. It was warmer here, the wind kept out, a small modicum of privacy as the only way to see it was dead straight ahead, if you were in here you were hidden from the view of the street.
You weren’t sure how this next part would work. You wanted to kiss them, obviously, both of them, but how does that go? Do you just kiss one and then the other? You had no clue especially when you weren’t sure that they wanted to. You think that they did, there was tension and energy on this date, physical clonesses, a little innuendo but still, there were nerves as you hadn’t navigated this with two people previously.
It had only been quiet for a few seconds as you began to overthink but he stepped up, stepped closer as he said, “I think I speak for both of us when I say we had a real good time tonight.”
Tiffany stepped closer too with a hum, “Such a good time. We really wanna do it again sometime, if you do of course.”
You nodded enthusiastically, “Yes, absolutely, I had so much fun.”
Another beat of quiet as you leaned against the door, your hands felt a little sweaty, a nervous habit of playing with your fingers as you looked up between them and in a moment of boldness and honestly you admitted, “I’m not exactly sure how this next part should happen…”
A quick look was shared between them, something that you didn’t catch, something unspoken but clearly a decision was made, his gaze turned back to you as he said, “I think it goes something like this.”
His hand came up, fingers ghosted along the line of your jaw before his thumb settled on your chin, he tilted your face up and he leaned in and you welcomed him as he kissed you.
It was even better than the first kiss, you felt significantly less nervous the moment his lips touched yours, that feeling was replaced with a sweet fluttering warmth that again, made you forget it was winter for the second time that night. You returned his affection, you kissed him back, leaning up closer into him and that set him off. He kissed you deeper and you hummed into it, feeling warmer still, feeling shockingly hungry for someone who had a third of a pizza less than an hour and a half ago. His hand moved, slid down your neck and you had to fight back the urge to shiver, his hand rested on your shoulder and then a new feeling shocked you, made you jump slightly.
The feeling of cool and buttery smooth leather touching your cheek, a firm yet gentle stroke of two fingers of a gloved hand making you turn your head, the kiss broken to see her, standing so close. “I think I know the next part.”
God she was so gorgeous, so fucking pretty and she wanted to kiss you too after just watching you kiss her longtime partner. The look in her eyes, she liked it, she really fucking liked seeing you with him and that got you hotter.
You breathe out, “Remind me how it goes?”
She gives no verbal response, shifting nearer, Chucky stays close but gives the smallest amount of space and you can’t wait. You lean forward and you kiss her. It isn’t as soft as your first kiss, she isn't as gentle, there isn’t a sense of trepidation, no undercurrent of worry that she might be scaring you off or making the wrong call. This was all confidence, self assuredness and heat. Your hands reach out for her, settle on her arms as you lean in closer, you need this, her, to be closer and kiss her deeper.
You hear him say quietly near awed, “Fucking hell you two.”
She smiled against your lips and pulled back, leaving you with slightly laboured breathing as she asked, “You enjoying the view as much as I was sweet face?”
“So much.” He whispered and you then got to see them lean in. You had seen them kiss before. Short pecks, casual, one cheeks and knuckles and foreheads, passing brief presses of their lips together but this? A whole other ballgame.
Their experience with one another was so obvious. The shared time, the care, the knowledge of what the other liked. It was so intimate and so fucking hot. He nipped at her bottom lip and she let out the sweetest and softest melodic little moan before she returned it, harder and it made him kiss her deeper, his tongue parting her lips and did you die? Getting to see this, so up close and personal, fucking hell you were already wet.
You don’t even know you are until she responds. You were tugging on Tiffany’s coat sleeve and her attention was back on you, she looked flushed and she asked, “Awe, feeling left out?”
You gave a small nod and he tsk’s, “That won’t do.”
And the next part was overwhelming. You got passed between the pair, he was kissing you again, needier than before, she was clearly good at riling him up, his tongue brushed experimentally over your bottom lip and you let out a soft moan. Before you could fully settle into kissing him back she was tugging you back, her lips crashing into yours.
All consuming.
That is what you kept thinking as they took their turns with you and with each other and in a few short minutes you were breathless and yup you were sure your underwear was ruined. You were leaning against the glass of the window in an attempt to cool yourself down. You wanted more but didn’t want to rush, stopping now before it got too out of hand was a good call. Making yourself pull away was hard as fuck but it was the right thing.
“Thanks again for all this, for the great time, walking me home. Can’t wait to see you again.” You sighed, looking at them, his arm around her shoulders. Outside of his hair being a little messy from Tiffany having her hands in it and her face being redder you couldn’t tell that they just made out so intensely with you.
You were sure you didn’t look so put together, were positive you looked like a mess.
“We are gonna come by the club this weekend again, pay you a visit and maybe we can plan our next day then?” Tiffany asked hopefully and you nodded, “Yes, for sure. I’ll see you then.”
You watched as they started down the steps, a last look and a wave as you called out, “Get home safe you two.”
“Will do. I promise.” She said and he called out, “Good night.”
“Night!”
You finally made your way into the building.
Tiffany and Chucky rushed home. They weren’t actually that far from where you lived but you didn’t need to know that little detail yet.
As soon as they were inside they were back on each other. Even more heat and intensity than they displayed with you outside your building. The small amount of self restraint they displayed in public was no longer needed since they were back in their apartment. Time was not wasted, shoes kicked off, coats dropped, barely pulling away from one another, more clothing stripped as they stumbled their way to the bedroom.
The door was pushed open as Tiffany was finishing unbuttoning his shirt, lipstick imprints left on his throat in her wake as she kissed down lower and he continued the conversation that began on the way home, the one that fanned the flames leading up to the pair coming home. “She is so fucking hot.”
Tiffany dropped to her knees, her manicured hands working on opening his belt, “God right? She is so fucking fun.”
His pants were open, he helped her shove his pants down and then he was in her hand, hot and hard, heavy in her palm. He inhaled sharply at the contact as her hand closed around him and she leaned in. Her other hand tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as her lips wrapped around the tip, she licked, tongue swirling around before she began to sink down and he moaned. “Her lips are so fucking sofffft-”
He groaned, his head tipping back and she pulled off, wet kisses down the side of his shaft, “I can’t wait to see her lips wrapped around you Chucky.”
“I can’t wait to see her on her knees” He breathed, his fingers tangled in her hair as she slipped him back inside, taking half of him in one skilled bob of her head. “How do you think she sucks dick?”
She moaned against his shaft, looking up to him, eyes pleading and he understood that look. It was unspoken as she began to play pretend, began to suck his dick how she thought that you might and it fueled him. She did it hot, needy, messy. Smearing her lipstick as she went, eventually her hand stroking as she sunk lower, tongue lathing over his-
At this point you were busy.
You had rushed up to your apartment in a similar way to them. Had made your way right to your bedroom, boots and bag left by the door before you were in your room. Your jeans hurriedly taken off, thrown aside, your thumbs hooked in the sides of your panties and you pulled them down with a sharp exhale. They had been practically plastered to you from how soaked you were, you had to actually peel them off, the cool air against you made you shiver with a moan. You were far too worked up from your make out session with them. You were desperate, in total need, your hand slipped between your thighs, fingers traced up your slit and when they passed over your clit you gasped.
Back with them the tables had turned. She was on the bed, he was on his knees, her legs spread and over his shoulders, her thong was gone, dress was half up her body, his hands cradling her hips as his mouth was on her. His tongue was circling over her clit just right, in that way that made her back arch and words hard to form.
She did manage to get out the question, “You think she’s eaten, ugh yesss, pussy before?”
He hummed in consideration and the vibrations of that against her clit made her let out a choked moan before he pulled up, “Not sure. Might have to show her the ropes.” One of his hands was between her legs, two fingers sliding with ease into her soaked cunt. She moans again, eyes squeezing shut. “Ooh you like the thought of that? Being her first like that?”
“Fuck yes! Honestly, God, either one is good-” She meant it, walls clenching around his fingers. The potential of you having had some nervous fumbling experience when you were much younger in the dark with someone else or her being the first woman you ever taste, both were so hot.
“Regardless, I’m dying to see it.” He admitted with a grin, his fingers curling inside only a few times before she was begging, “Fuck me already-”
You couldn’t remember the last time you were this turned on. Struggling to breathe as you touched yourself, two fingers rubbing tight and fast circles over your straining clit. You needed relief, needed to get off, your mind was occupied the whole time with them.
You thought about how good they were, them kissing you, how right it felt between them both, how hot it was. You kept thinking about how they kissed, you were insanely excited by the view, you wondered how they fucked, how they were alone. Would you get to see that? How would you slot between them? How would they touch you?
You were moaning louder, unapologetically, pleasure was rising, toes curling and thighs trembling as you masturbated over the thought of them and the potential of what could be.
If only you knew what they were doing, if only you could have seen them. Bodies tangled together, her legs around his hips, arms thrown around his neck as he was on top of her, burying inside her all the way to the hilt over and over. She was nearly there, panting encouragement in his ear, “God, just like that, fuck-”
“You feel so fucking good Tiff.” He breathed back to her and she nipped at his lower lip before saying, “Imagine how good she’d feel like this-”
A louder groan from him as he thrust harder and she gasped, the sudden spike in pleasure dragging her right to the edge as she cried out, “Don’t stop-”
In the dark of your own bedroom your body had never been more tense, one hand fisted in the sheets as you were right fucking there. You think of him inside of you, her holding you, whispering in your ear that you take it so well and you spill over and cum. A strangled mix of their names leaving your lips. The peak of it is incredible, you are left with your hands shaking as you laid back, the come down as you stare up at your ceiling takes a damn long time.
“When?” She asked, voice thick and barely recovered from her orgasm, “When can we have her like this Chucky, tell me, please?” He is so close, his hands on her waist as he drives into her, his own eyes close as he assures her, “Soon Tiff, so, fuck-ing soon, need her. We gotta have her, shit-”
He holds deep as he spills into her with a low groan that she mirrors in almost overstimulation at feeling him fill her.
In your own bed, still half dressed from your date and dozing, your mind on them, still so blissfully unaware as they curl up together, naked and satisfied as they talk further about just how they might be able to get you in their bed sooner rather than later.
#slasher x reader#BHF writing#Poly!Chiffany X Reader#Charles Lee Ray X Reader#Tiffany Ray Valentine X Reader#ENJOYYY#FINALLY
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(!) anon here.
now that I have calmed somewhat (but not really because I’m not normal about Icarus) First of all, I want to say that I love this fic very much and it has made me tear up, scream, sob, laugh and just feel very much. It absolutely lives rent free in my mind. I’m amazed and I want to thank you (and your twin) for this amazing work. I’m sort of afraid to re-read it because the emotional damage, but at the same time… it’s so, so good. So yeah, thank you both.
I really like the voice of the characters and the cadence of your writing. I get this feeling of watching a slow-motion crash, and how I want to scream. Also, it’s very human, messy, and visceral. And I have feelings. Charles and Carlos? I’m dying for the outtake. Jenson? Like, before of this fic I didn’t knew much (I don’t watch Sky. I’m form Latin América, and I watch the regional broadcast form) but now I will die for him. Lando becoming flock with Daniel (and I imagine that it may be out of the scope of this fic but I worry/wonder about Lando and Oscar for 2023 season). Yuki? Pierre? Love them so very much.
It’s amazing how you blend like these media/social media bits that gives the story… this sort of flavour. Makes it a fuller. One of my favourite parts of this is the thing with Seb colleting Daniel’s feathers and how a photo of a fan passing a feather becomes photo of the year. Made me cry a little, and it makes the world seem more real. Also, I really, really love the lore/word building around the wings and how everything works. The subtle changes to accommodate feathers, flight, and flock, amazing. I wanted to ask, what type of wings would you have? The same as your twin?
And yeah. Just. I have feelings.
eMOtionAL DAMage
No but seriously thank you so much! The recent comments and feedback I've been getting for Icarus have been amazing, especially in the past few chapters.
I started out planning this fic mostly around Maxiel but the more I fleshed out the plot the more I realised I had to include most of the grid. Charlos have such a huge role to play and though a lot of it is covered in the outtakes, we'll see development and resolution of their subplot in the upcoming latter stages of the main story too.
Jenson is basically the darling of the older grid (he's flock with so many of them) and I am literally vibrating in excitement thinking about finally addressing the Princess Cake/brocedes/slagclaren (I still can't believe that's the phrase for Lewis and Jenson) mess that we saw a few chapters earlier.
And Lando and Oscar will feature a little bit, towards the end of the fic. I have a specific scene planned out that makes me snort whenever I think of it.
Thank so so much for your lovely comment <3 Readers like you make writing so worth it xoxo
Edit: Forgot to mention I'd probably have oriental magpie-robin wings! Waffles hasn't chosen her wings yet, so I unfortunately don't know what wings she would have.
#f1#f1 fanfic#f1 wing fic#icarus#f1 wing au#replies#anon#my post#writing#daniel ricciardo#max verstappen#maxiel
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Person who asked for the demon lords with a human who is a good cook here! Loved the headcanons, especially for Beelzemon! Do you think I could get something similar for the Death Generals and human cook?
Death Generals with a human who is a good cook
Olegmon
Olegmon isn't a picky man. Actually, no, he is. He mostly eats gold! But... he still likes an actual meal when it's presented to him, and he wouldn't turn down a nice homecooked meal if this human decided to give him one! He just hopes they won't mind cooking for the rest of his crew... he can at least pay them to do so! It matters not what they cook really, him and his crew will eat just about anything they make!
Zamielmon
Zamielmon is a menace when it comes to sweets. It doesn't matter what this human makes for him, he'll slather it in honey and other sweet syrups. So, it's best they stick to things that are more baked than actual food... Zamielmon praises them every time they make him something, though, simply because no matter how much honey he slaps onto something, he can still get a taste of what he's eating, and it's always delicious.
Gravimon
Gravimon is incredibly picky. The poor human is going to have to figure out how to get him to actually sit and eat, since he spends so much time planning things out and keeping to himself. Small snacks work better, simple finger foods he can grab and eat without much thought they find out, so they definitely have to go that option. He may not say anything about it, but the empty plate and the subtle gesture to ask for more should be enough for them to tell how much he enjoyed the snacks! Getting actual meals in him is... it's just better to load him with quick finger foods.
Splashmon
Splashmon doesn't exactly need to eat, and he tells the human that much when they bring him something to try. Though, he does like to decorate treats... if they leave cookies or cupcakes around, they may come back to find one or two missing, and the rest having been decorated with different colours of icing and frosting. His Drippins like to bother the human while they cook, though, and they enjoy taste testing things a great deal! And since they're part of him, that might give them a hint as to how he feels about some of their cooking, even if he sneaks it more than asks for it.
Apollomon
Both forms actualy have the same feeling over this little human's cooking skills. Apollomon is more vocal about how much he loves and adores their cooking! It doesn't matter what they make him, he'll eat it and savor every bite! Apollomon Whispered may be a bit more on the quiet side over the taste of the meal, but he certainly doesn't try to push away the human when they want him to try something.
Dorbickmon
Has a massive preference for spicy foods. And he means it when he wants it spicy. Not enough spice to completely make all other flavours vanish, but enough to where other's tongues may start to burn the moment they slightly touch the food to their tongue. He never says it, but an empty plate tells enough on how he felt about a meal if others are around. He leaves small gifts for them when he really enjoyed a meal, which is quite often.
NeoMyotismon
NeoMyotismon loves his elegance... and has a preference for a certain aesthetic. He somewhat treats the poor human like his personal chef since they wanted to cook something for him, ordering them around with what he wants and telling them exactly how to cook something. OF course... if they choose to ignore it and make something they know how to, then he actually doesn't even complain. So long as it has the aesthetic he's looking for, he'll enjoy every bite.
#Digimon#Death Generals#Digimon and Humans#Olegmon#Zamielmon#Splashmon#Gravimon#Apollomon#Apollomon Whispered#NeoMyotismon#Dorbickmon
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“Ta-da!” says Dean, putting the pie out from the oven. The smell of cherries is in the air in the whole kitchen.
Dean smiles so sincerely, proud of his work. He was very excited when he was talking with Cas about the recipe during the groceries. He started baking after they came back.
“Want to try?” he asks, putting it under Cas' nose to let him feel that scent.
“I don't eat.” It's just a statement. The first thing which comes to his mind, but after words escape his mouth, he regrets them immediately. Dean's eyes grow shadows and the smile disappears.
“Yeah, sure...” he murmurs, disappointed. Dean turns around and puts a pie on the worktop.
Cas hopes he can fix it, he takes a plate and gives it to Dean with a smile.
“May I have some?”
The change in Dean is sudden, he grins again, cutting the pie. They sit next to each other, and Cas takes a first bite.
“So?” he asks, excited.
“Interesting texture...” he murmurs, and licks his lips. And, dammit, Dean can't take his eyes of them. The ridiculous thought hits him. Would Cas like to check the texture of his tongue too?
“You need to try this with a whipped cream!” He wants to get up and bring a can, but Cas grabs his arm and stops him.
“I'm fine. Thank you.”
They're staring at each other, and Dean notices cherry syrup on the corner of Cas' mouth.
“Umm, you have...” He makes a gesture with his hand. “Let me handle this.”
He gently lies his hand on Cas' cheek and wipes it with his thumb, but he doesn't pull away after that. He stays close.
“You haven't tried a pie yet,” points out Cas with a whisper.
“I know.”
“Do you... want to?”
“Yes.”
Dean doesn't think twice about it, he just closes the gap between them, brushing his lips against Cas'. It tastes better than any kind of pie in the world. The kiss is subtle and sweet with a flavour of cherries...
Dean slowly pulls away, still caressing his cheek. He stays close, resting his forehead on Cas'.
“And? Was it good?” asks Cas.
“Yeah...”
“You're a great cook, then.”
Dean bursts out laughing, but a second later his lips find Cas' again to connect them in another kiss.
And for the first time in Dean's life, the pie is left forgotten.
#destiel#deancas#dean winchester#castiel#cas#spn#supernatural#fic#ficlet#fanfiction#destiel fic#spn fic#deancas fic#mine
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Patterns and Styles: Elvhenan
The amount of elvhenan ruins in DAI and their details allow us to identify patterns that belonged to the elvhenan architecture. Many of these are clearly the inspiration from where Orlesian design took theirs.
This series of posts are not exhaustive since I’ve developed a very detailed list of tags tracking certain features of a given design. These posts merely try to gather in one place the symbols and elements I used most of the time when identifying buildings in my analysis of DAI.
[This post is part of the series “Patterns and Styles ”]
[Index page of Dragon Age Lore]
Patterns
Patterns are usually seen in the borders of the door frames or around the windows of an elvhenan building. Sometimes, these patterns decorate the walls of big keeps such as Suledin Keep. When we see these patterns in a building, we are immediately told that the origin of it was elvhenan, no matter what a contemporaneous, unreliable narrator may tell us via codices. Thanks to these details, we can know that codices such as Valeska’s Watch, which tries to explain the origin of the Valeska’s architecture as merely built by Grey Warden is not entirely true: the original structure IS elvhen, and we know this thanks to keeping an eye on patterns like these.
The main patterns I gathered are the following:
1 - It’s a patterns that looks like a small sun-like, but it could also look like an egg in flames [I wish I could know how to extract these elements from the game in an easy way, so I don’t have to deal with pixeled images]. The only important elvhenan object that comes to my mind related to this is the red dragon egg.
2 - I call this elvhenan pattern “flowers made out of circles”, and they are present even in very ancient elvhenan architectures such as the Solasan Temple. It’s a very typical patterns which may have inspired the thorny-flower-pattern of Orlais [right side]. If the Golden Ring is truly important in the Elvhenan culture, I may even say that this “flower” hides a “ring” in the centre of it.
3 - This one is a very subtle pattern that makes us remember a lot the way the Veil or magical barriers are paint in Murals in DAI: Basics. It’s also one of the basic patterns we see around Orlesian door frames, so I assume they took inspiration [or directly stole it, since it’s the same one] from this one.
4 – It’s a simple pattern of equidistant squares, which has some distant “flavour” to Dwarven style.
5 – Semi-circles are very commonly used too, usually presented in this exact way: two opposed rows of semi-circles.
6 – It’s the repetition of the pattern 1.
7 - It’s usually a vertical pattern that we see in columns or walls that extends from the ground up to the ceiling. Curiously, it’s a pattern that I can see it may have inspired the typical pattern we see in Tevinter walls/columns, where serpent-dragons eat each other as they twists upward. The elvenan one is a symmetrical version, usually presented in the main chambers of the elvhen temples. Sometimes, in the main chambers, this pattern is painted in golden.
8 - It’s an undulating line, usually seen in stair steps. We know how meaningful undulating lines are inside elvhenan art [details in Murals in DAI: Basics]. We can see this pattern decorating the main murals found in DAI too.
9 – Intertwined eluvian-like shapes. This pattern usually decorates handrails, and is present in main chambers.
10 - Another pattern usually seen at the basement of the elvhenan statues is this one, which emulates eluvians frames inside domes of similar shape. This pattern may have inspired another we can see in the Orlesian art, specially in the Winter Palace bell.
Architecture
The most distinctive detail about elvhenan architecture are its entrances frame and windows frames made in the shape of eluvians. The windows have a pattern of branches or “vines” upside-down inside them. This same pattern is seen in one of the mosaics of Fen’Harel’s mountain ruins, in the one where the chained figure is put upside-down.
Windows usually have three repetitions of the top of an eluvian’s shape, giving an impression of a gill. Windows and entrances are always decorated with the aforementioned elvhen patterns around their borders.
Important chambers in elvhenan buildings are painted in golden and green, and their ceiling have a resemblance to Gothic ribbed vault styles
Mosaics are important in the elvhenan architecture. They usually decorate their walls or floors. The yellow-brownish mosaics that we usually find on the ground seems to be used to focus something important on its centre: the Asterisk Symbol, that could be understood as a proto-symbol of a sun but also we know that the elvhenan related it to a Titan’s heart, is usually used to place a statue/element of great importance on it. In the case of the petitioning chamber of the Temple of Mythal [ Temple of Mythal in detail], it’s the petitioner themselves who is placed in the centre of it. In places like Shattered Library, we find the red dragon egg on it, or the spirit of The Archivist. In temples like Temple of Mythal, we find the statue of Mythal in the middle of it, or a brazier in the chamber of Sylaise [which element is Fire]. In places like Cradle of Sulevin, each of the statues that keep a fragment of the legendary sword are placed on the asterisk symbol. In fact, if we see the whole configuration of the floor mosaic, it seems to suggest a Quincunx symbol.
Another kind of floor mosaic, sometimes seen on walls [as in The Lost Temple of Dirthamen] is the one that looks like a “flower” but I think it’s and oversimplification of the Quincunx symbol. We can even understand this one as an oversimplification of the previous detailed floor mosaic.
Decorations
This is one of the most repetitive Elvhen symbols I saw, it’s usually found on boxes, but also on Elvhen funerary lid. There is a hint of a unique symbol in Hinterlands: The Unknown Ruin that seems to relate to this one, but so far, it’s a symbol that I barely could relate to a very styled, geometrical halla.
Due to its undeniable link to the helmet of a regular Tevinter mage soldier, I consider that there must be some connection with dragons too [otherwise, Tevinters would have no interest in it, so far we know]. This symbol also appears in several mysterious concept arts that give no hints to understand it. I hope DA:D will provide answers eventually.
In some places, such as Cradle of Sulevin, we find this decoration which has an important relevance in Elvhen history: thorny vines and sun-symbols appear in it giving the impression of being related to the codex Veilfire Runes in the Deep Roads but also to all those unreliable Dalish tales about Elgar’nan. Curiously, better versions of this symbol can be found in Fairel tomb’s dwarven seats. I’m not so sure if this asset can be considered irrelevant, since it’s used in Elvhenan temples, as well as backrests of dwarven chairs, but seems to have quite important elements of DAI lore to be totally overlooked.
This object is compounded of three elements that, depending on where you find it, some are on the background or the foreground. The main element are the thorny vines. In Cradle of Sulevin we find different versions of it while we trigger the Vir Tanahhal, the path that Andruil has “given” to the Dalish [some of these versions don’t have the upper figure that looks like a gem] while in others it is on it; the dwarven version keep it in the background.
This pattern, usually only seen in walls of elvhenan temples, will be maintained by the Dalish in their clothes. Curiously, it’s also a common pattern in the clothes/armour of the Qunari.
An important element that seems to be overlooked due to the distance is the Elvhenan flag: an asymmetrical brown flag/banner [maybe it’s just age that turned into this colour?] which displays dots and flowers.
Of course, there are a lot more of statues, fences, objects and decoration elements that should be considered, but I think I made a decent exhaustive tracking of them along the tags. There is also a good exploration of the paintings we find in most of the temples in Nation Art: Elvhen.
When it comes to statues or symbols, these targets can be checked:
Dragon Mythal statue
Humanoid Mythal statue
Howling Fen'Harel statue
Sitting Fen'Harel statue
Elven Owl statue
Elven hart statue
Elven Archers
Elven Tree Statue
Humanoid Dirthamen/Falon'Din
inuksuit
Red inuksuk
Golden Ring
Elvhen funerary lid
Evanuris Mosaics
Elven Orb
Vhenadahl
and potentially pointy tower
There are additional tags to explore such as Elven and Elvhenan design, although they are a bit more generic.
#Patterns and Styles#thorny roots#thorny vine#Elvhen funerary lid#quincunx#mosaics#elvhen design#elvhenan design
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For the ship-asks PORSCHEBIG! They have a strange kind of exciting potential and I NEED to hear more from you👀💕
*banging pots and pans* PORSCHEBIG PORSCHEBIG. Oh the amount of notes I have written for PorschBig in this ot3 agenda.
The basic starting point I have for them is this: it starts with Big's poor luck, because Kinn keeps assigning Big the duty of standing guard while he and Porsche fuck.
Except, it doesn't start then.
It actually starts when Kinn notices Big’s eyes lingering on Porsche more than usual, and the way he averts his eyes from their PDA. Kinn mentions it to Porsche, who at first is obstinate about it - “what’s his problem?!” - until Kinn just hums thoughtfully and says, “I think he likes you.”
Because, against the arguments of his own brain, Big finds himself thinking about Porsche way too much. It's jealousy, at first, for the way Porsche so easily skirts responsibility with his cocky charm. He has Kinn falling for him in a way that Big obviously could never match up to. But hate is as much of an obsession as love, and Big comes to crave the reactions he gets from Porsche. And the more he watches Porsche... the more he learns about him, his compassion and conviction. His muscles and tattoo. And the more he wants.
It really does circle back to Big's poor luck, because now there are two men he feels attraction for (and lust, and jealousy, and loyalty, and hate, and devotion, and-), and they're in a relationship together. They're his superiors. And at every turn it feels like they keep shoving it in his face because even on his knees, Porsche has ears okay, he can hear a doorknob turning.
So basically, Porsche is driving this ot3, because his older sibling instinct sees a pathetic meowmeow he can adopt in Big, and his newly awakened bi instinct can see a pathetic wet man he can top and tame in Big.
Meanwhie, Kinn has always had a soft spot for Big that he had always labelled a weakness, and so treated him like/accidentally cultivated that pathetic wet man persona. But if Porsche shows him it's okay to want playthings that may become real relationship things because of his, Kinn Theerapanyakul's, big stupid heart, then...
And then pepper this with subtle (or not) bdsm flavouring. And that's it, that's the agenda. Porsche is driving this ship.
#ty for letting me just go off with your ask crystallinemoonlight#nikkiwrites#my kinnporschebig agenda#kinnporschebig#kinnporsche#kinn x porsche x big#porschebig#porsche x big#nikkianswers#crystallinemoonlight
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(1/5) After yesterday's audio post about a donut stuffing, how could I *not* stop for a donut this morning? Today's artisanal pick was an October classic, a vegan and gluten-free apple cider donut.
(2/5) This one was heavily sugared, a with solid crispy layer of cinnamon sugar that was 1/8" thick. They must have warmed it after sugaring, or sugared a donut still hot from the oven, so that the lower layer of sugar melted slightly and formed a crust.
(3/5) The body of the donut was less moist than usual, maybe because today's donut was sugared rather than iced, but it was still as solid, even chewy, as I've come to expect.
(4/5) The sugar and cinnamon drowned out the flavor of the cider, which I had to pay close attention for. So the topping could have been more subtle. And the sugar rush, sad to say, left me a little hazier and more sluggish than I would like to be at the beginning of a workday, so I had to double up on my morning tea for a caffeination boost. But I regret nothing.
(5/5) Also, for some reason (the general aesthetics of your blog, I think) I assumed until I heard your voice that you were from the UK!
this may be terrible of me to say, but it's an awfully cute mental image, you hazy and sluggish after your morning donut 🤭 it sounds delectable! right up my alley, flavour-wise, since I love apple cider in the fall.
and I will take it as a compliment that you thought I was from the UK. I hope it's not too disappointing to learn I am not English or (Northern) Irish or Scottish. or Welsh.
has anyone ever been disappointed that someone is not Welsh?
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I know this is kind of late but I just saw you reblogged the emoji ask meme so: lolly/candy, red apple, watermelon, mango, banana, croissant, cake slice, kiwi, and shaved ice pls? :3
Ask Game
I think this is the most questions I've gotten in one go ever, so thank ye! This was fun to answer.
🍬 [LOLLY/CANDY] What would your OC like to receive for Valentine's Day/as a token of love?
Probably Erlind would want a quiet evening with a nice dinner moreso than any physical thing; they'd appreciate gifts, but experiences and quality time are more important to them.
🍎 [RED APPLE] Who does your OC value above all else?
Lydia and Farkas, without a doubt. They're the closest friends Erlind has ever had and for the longest time.
🍉 [WATERMELON] What will your OC take to the grave?
I have absolutely no idea. Erlind doesn't like keeping secrets, so I really don't know. The closest thing I could think of would be what went down in Markarth, but I already know they'll tell certain people about that, so...
🥭 [MANGO] What colours best represent them and why? Does this differ from their favourites?
Gold, rosy pink, and soft purplish blue. Hearthfires and sunsets. Colours that comfort, in essence. They're similar to their favourite colours, though Erlind prefers to wear darker shades when they can afford it.
🍌 [BANANA] Have parts of your OC been lost to time (in-universe)? What do they wish they could lose from themselves?
There's elements of Erlind's childhood that they wish to forget, though they don't want to do so enough to do anything about it. As for things that have been lost to time, it depends on the day. Erlind's memory tends to vary, especially regarding things that happened years ago.
🥐 [CROISSANT] Where is your OC from? How do they feel about their homeland? Where are they now?
Erlind's from Camlorn in High Rock; they're indifferent about their childhood home, ultimately. They miss the good, don't miss the bad, and overall are glad that they're now in Skyrim with the friends that they have.
🍰 [CAKE SLICE] How does your OC change as you get to know them?
At first interaction, Erlind is polite but withdrawn and seemingly a little aloof, seemingly ignoring subtle social cues. When you get to know them better, you learn that they don't notice the subtle cues, they're much more enthusiastic, and if you get to know them well enough, they're extremely affectionate.
🥝 [KIWI FRUIT] How does their outside appearance differ from who they are?
So. Erlind has resting angry face and while they're not the most intimidating in stature - they may be sturdily built but they're still an afab Breton, after all - they're also still a heavily-armoured warrior in dark colours and a shadowy hood.
Personality-wise, however? Beyond the polite professionalism they're quite chipper and make a particular point to be kind to everyone they can. And they will laugh until they can't breathe if they think something's funny enough.
🍧 [SHAVED ICE] What's your OC's favourite flavour of edible thing (e.g., strawberry)?
At first thought? Chocolate. Other things are a little more complex, I'd say, than just one flavour. For example, Erlind really really likes clam chowder, sourdough bread, and roast venison with a variety of different herbs.
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For the fanfic wip ask game:
Fair
Exit
Yield
Ooh three! Okay!
This was a little harder, despite the gobs of WIPs in my folder.
“Fair” in an upcoming chapter of Lofn:
“Well I never shagged my brother’s fiancée to get at-”
“Oh that’s real fair, Mikkel. You have no idea what that was like for-”
"Exit" from an unpublished fanfic called "Misery Loves Company"
Every time either of them left was an opportunity for her to be taken away from him.
He briefly contemplated sealing the exit.
Would she stay, I wonder…?
The thought of being stuck in the lair without her made him uneasy.
I didn’t work this hard to be alone again.
"Yield" from an original fiction WIP "Princess of Torven"
“If I may say, your majesty,” Tobmeron began, “a subtle flavour, properly treated, can yield a much rarer experience and be satisfying in its own way.”
“A more challenging flavour.” Geflen laughed. “One whose satisfaction must be earned, is that what you’re saying?”
Thanks so much! :)
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I'm currently writing a lot so I was wondering if you had any advice about that make your stories better. If that sounds weird don't worry about it I guess <3
*cracks knuckles* okay SO!
Dialogue! Actually, come to think of it, most of my tips are gonna centre around dialogue. Dialogue is huge, but tricky. You want it to sound natural...but make it too natural and, conversely, it ends up sounding fake instead. And there's a reason for that! We don't actually remember what we say, or what people say to us, exactly as it was said. Our brain smooths out the false starts and repetitions and stutters and filler words that are part of regular everyday speech. (This is a good thing, trust me. I've done transcription work before and nothing, I repeat nothing, makes people sound dumber than writing down their words exactly as they're said.) So here's where I found a balance between natural sounding dialogue and readability (but these are not hard and fast rules and uou may find something else works better for you):
It's super common in English to either leave out the subject of a sentence, or half the verb. If you're inviting your friend to dinner, for instance, you might say, "You coming to the restaurant with us?" instead of "Are you coming to the restaurant with us?", or even just say to them, "Hungry? I'm going to a restaurant." I end up doing this a lot in my writing. It's actually a subtle character quirk of Finn's in TRR to leave off the subject of a lot of his sentences
Contractions! Obviously your characters should be saying things like "don't", "won't", or "can't" - "do not", "would not", or "cannot" are unusual enough that a character should really only be saying them if they're really emphasising the not part or if they're especially stuffy. But I also regularly have my characters say things like "y'know" or "wouldn't've". Even things like 'cept or 'specially instead of except and especially can add flavour to your writing. But also, contractions can get really over done - we typically use way more contractions in real life than we'd be okay reading in text. For example, when my cat gets overly goofy and runs into something, I'll ask him, "Y'okay Smokes?" instead of, "You okay Smokey?" - but "y'okay" looks weird enough when written that it's likely to trip someone up when they read it, so I'd recommend against putting it in your dialogue. Also, leaving the "g" off an -ing ending can be a way to indicate casual speech, but honestly in real life it's so common that if you were to do it every time a character would realistically do it it can get super annoying to read (try reading some archives of the newspaper comic For Better or For Worse - Lynn Johnson has her child characters do this almost every time and it gets old after one or two strips), so I use it really sparingly, mainly for side characters or super young kids
Think about how your character's personality, background, etc. affect their dialogue. In TRR, Ferris is stuck up and obsessed with coming off as sophisticated, so he addresses his parents as "Mother" and "Father", he calls people by their full names, and his dialogue is slightly stuffier than Halt's. Halt's autism means his dialogue is a lot more direct (like bluntly asking people what they're doing or not saying things like "hello" much), but he's also less concerned with appearances than Ferris and shows affection for people by referring to them with nicknames. Skipping over to The Ward Ghost, Will and the other Ward children, who were all well-educated by Baron Arald, have good vocabularies, but Tuck, a career criminal, is way more lax with his grammar. Will's time on the run means he's got a low opinion of the Watch, so he refers to them as "the bully boys", while Horace, who works for them, always uses the proper terms. Basically, if your sixty year old king and your twelve year old street urchin characters sound the same, you might have to play with their dialogue a bit. How a character says something can be just as important as what they say
People typically don't speak in full sentences. Run-on sentences and sentence fragments are super common! Look at this bit from chapter 16 of TRR, which has a few run-on sentences:
[The other person who could read] was Patience Jennings, she ran the inn with her husband. She’d moved to town about a year before they got married. They had a daughter, Little Patience, she liked being read to, so her mum got the fairy tale book I mentioned.
If we were to write that out in formal English, it would look like this:
[The other person who could read] was Patience Jennings. She ran the inn with her husband. She’d moved to town about a year before they got married. They had a daughter, who they called Little Patience. She liked being read to, so her mum got the fairy tale book I mentioned.
The "proper" one sounds kinda choppy, doesn't it? Because people don't speak that way. People start sentences with conjunctions and use sentence fragments and run-on sentences all the time, and there'll be times when maybe technically you need a comma in a sentence but someone wouldn't necessarily pause when actually saying it out loud, so be prepared to be flexible with grammar when you're writing! Also feel free to play with this to indicate your character's emotional state. There's a part coming up in a yet-to-be published chapter of The Ward Ghost where a character says a longer-than-usual run-on sentence to indicate they're currently on the verge of panic
Sometimes you're gonna write some sentences that just...don't seem to work. They fall flat, or feel awkward. For me, this happens a lot with transition sentences between scenes, or between parts of a scene. Write them even though they feel bad, and move on to the part you actually want to write. Later - at least a day later - rewrite the awkward sentences from memory. Remember when I said our brain don't remember what's said to us exactly the way it's said? I find that goes for the things we've written, too! After a bit of time, our brains smooth them out so they sound better. Like the final lines for chapter 13 of The Ward Ghost - they initially sounded much different from how they are now (though they conveyed the same information) and when I went to read them again when I was coming off hiatus I was shocked at how they were written because my brain had changed the lines to something else in the intervening months, so I edited them to be what they are now. Personally, if I'm having trouble with the transition sentences, I close down my computer and continue writing by hand in a notebook, including a couple of the sentences that I write down from memory. That way I don't get distracted looking at the sentences I don't like and can move forward with the scene, and my brain works on them in the background
Reread your earlier chapters until you're thoroughly sick of them. You'll pick up on details so you can avoid inconsistencies, or you'll realise you have to set something up, or you'll remember an earlier detail you included that you can go back to. Chapter 20 of The Ward Ghost starts with Jenny writing a letter to George because I remembered establishing that she did that in chapter 5, and I was having trouble beginning that chapter anyway, so starting with Jenny let me put something down so I could move on to the rest of the chapter. It'll also serve as a way to introduce George later on :D
Speaking of setting things up, I find it a lot easier to work backwards than forwards. I'll start with a scene I want, then think about what might cause that scene to happen, and what might cause that to happen, and then how to set that up. As an example: I got pretty attached to Sawbones/Travis after writing his scene in chapter 10 and wanted to bring him back. But why would he come back to Araluen when that would result in him being hanged? It would have to be super important. So maybe something put Will in danger. But what would do that? Well, maybe Will ran into someone who recognised him who could hand his description off to Keren. But who would do that? No point in setting up and introducing someone new just for that, so let's bring back Tuck. Why would Tuck pass information on about Will to Keren? Wouldn't that put him in danger? Yes, it would, so Tuck would have to be working for Keren - Seige of Macindaw establishes that Keren hired criminals for his little coup, after all. But then how does Tuck find Will, and what reason would he have for turning him in instead of just letting him go? He had to catch Will in the act of sabotaging Keren’s plans. Why would he catch Will when Will's so sneaky? Well, Will isn't trained in unseen movement because he never got his apprenticeship, so he gets impatient and blows his cover when spying and Tuck spots him. Will gets away, but Sawbones/Travis finds out what happened from Tuck and doesn't want Will to get in trouble, so he risks his neck to warn Will about it. Then, not being able to abandon him to face certain hanging, Will and the gang bring Sawbones/Travis along with them, and voila, he's part of the plot again! (This also provided the set up to bring in Erak, which I also wanted to do, and the conversation Will and Travis had let me establish Will's lack of surname - which is going to come back in the final chapters)
Kill your darlings. It's hard, but sometimes there's no way to establish something without it getting convoluted and awkward. When you finally lay it to rest and go with a simpler option, it'll be a huge relief, which is when you know you've made the right decision
Finally, beta readers. Beta readers. Beta readers! I can't emphasise enough how important they are. Having another set of eyes exposes things you overlooked, and good ones are prone to asking questions about why you did something or where you're going with it. They'll point out weak points or things they think need to be set up better. REALLY good ones will tell you what they think works, too! And they're great at being the metaphorical rubber duck for you to talk to about your problem so you can work out how you want to solve something
#-happy stims- someone came to me for writing advice someone came to me for writing advice SOMEONE CAME TO ME FOR WRITING ADVICE#i hope its useful/makes sense!! sorry its so long tho#ajdbfbfb no really thank u <333#asks
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MLB Season 4 Character Analysis: "Simpleman"
Introduction
Hey there everybody, I'm back with another season 4 character analysis post, this time the simple but not so simple episode of "Simpleman". If you missed my previous post, you can find it here. If you're new to this series, then here I look at every individual character with significant enough characterization in every individual episode of season 4 of MLB in order to give an overall outline of their entire journey in the season.
A lot of people seem to hate this episode due to the fact that it was "filler" and "backtracked on character development" but I beg to differ. It was a hilarious episode but it definitely did not backtrack on the character development of the characters, in fact it progressed it further and that's why this episode was also not filler. The development is subtle but you can see it affect the remainder of the season. So let's check out this characterization, shall we?
Character POVs
Marinette/Ladybug
"What am I doing, honestly? The truth is, I'm afraid Adrien will reject me if I tell him how I feel about him. That's why I overcomplicate everything, so that that moment never comes. But whether my plan is complicated or simple the result will be the same. So I might as well be simple and face my fears!"
People tend to believe that Marinette's character development in learning to talk to Adrien was ruined in this episode but the thing is she only every stutters when she's trying to make a move on Adrien and she still makes overcomplicated plans even in this season with episodes like "Psycomedian" and "Gabriel Agreste". It's only this episode where she realizes how stupid she's been with overcomplicating her plans and we see for the rest of the season that she never makes anymore complicated plans to get together with Adrien so this development sticks.
Marinette not only stops making overcomplicated plans with Adrien, she also blatantly tells the audience where her "creepiness" and "stalkerish behaviour" stems from, that is she's afraid of Adrien rejecting him so she overcomplicates things and collects all the information she can to make her confession perfect because according to her, if it isn't perfect, Adrien will never like her. We even see a hint of this all the way back in the episode "Dark Cupid" where Alya jokingly says to hope Adrien doesn't reject her the same way Chloe rejected Kim that episode due to which she unknowingly triggered Marinette's deepest, darkest fears and caused to want to take back her love letter to Adrien. It may have seemed comedic at the time but now, not so much.
Since Marinette seems to have grown from making these overcomplicated plans and she was traumatized into never using her Ladybug powers in order to get closer to Adrien in "Cat Blanc", I think it's safe to say that Marinette has officially character developed her way out of her "obsessive stalkerish behaviour".
2. Rolland
"What is wrong with the world these days? Why has everything become so complicated?!"
Now we have Rolland, Marinette's paternal grandfather who has the opposite problem of Marinette. While Marinette overcomplicates everything, Rolland hates everything being so complicated and just wants everything to be simple like it used to be.
The world is constantly changing and it's difficult to keep up with the times so what some people do is that they remain stuck in the past because that way everything is much more "simple". Adults often say that things were much more better back in their day, and there were much more simpler times. While those times may have been simple, simple doesn't necessarily mean better. When new innovations come to life, people like Rolland tend to continue doing their way because it's much more simple to do even though newer technologies can make everything much easier. We see when Rolland gets akumatized into Simpleman that things aren't exactly peaceful and jolly when everyone has been simplified. Singular flavours of ice cream and pizza, people getting arrested for no reason, etc. happens.
By the end of the episode, though he learns that it's OK if you don't understand how the new world works because you're not alone and you can still try to learn how it does and understand it as the kids teach him.
Conclusion
Yeah, so as you can see, this episode is not just hilarious, but it also gives good characterization for both Marinette and her grandfather and it definitely does not backtrack on the development of Marinette for comedy.
So let me know your thoughts on this analysis and also let me know if I missed something for any of the characters this episode, whether that something is simple or complicated. With that out of the way, see you next time!
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anon asked: No problem, I checked out the list and was wondering if I could get #1,3,4,5,9,10,11,13, 20, and 21 on the random character description list for Leon? 🤭
(characterisation prompts)
how’s the sound of their laugh? (if they laugh, that is!)
leon does laugh, and regularly surprises people who are not very familiar with him with how hearty and wholesome his laugh sounds. schoolmates he doesn’t see often, or club members who are not on the starting roster are more enclined to picture him as a kind, but firm and serious guy; his closest friends and teammates are the ones around whom he allows himself to relax. post-timeskip, two things never fail to have him in stitches: his daughter and her shenanigans, and wakatoshi interacting with children/featuring in any tv ad ever. leon’s laugh is one of those communicative laughs, that seem to make any situation light up a little bit; and it is never, ever mean or mocking.
how do they act around children?
an absolute champion around children. he has always gotten along pretty well with them, having often babysat his younger brother (and his neighbours’ children on occasions), and he seems to have quite a natural talent with them, commanding natural respect and awe in younger generations. he grows from ‘cool big brother’ to ‘cool dad’ and ‘cool uncle’ - probably because he tends to treat children on what they may perceive as equal foot. he takes them seriously, and they take him seriously in return - treat kids with respect, and they’ll respect you in return, is his philosophy... and so far? he hasn’t been proven wrong. it probably helps that he doesn’t shy away from playing and games, and has a good sense of patience, too.
do they make eye contact with others look at their feet/somewhere else?
leon makes eye contact in whatever measure is deemed acceptable and respectable. he doesn’t tend to stare intently, and he doesn’t look away when spoken to - although he does look down to a point in the ground when spoken to harshly or scolded by someone he did not intend to disappoint (*cough* coach washijo *cough*).
how do they act when they cry? (if they ever do it)
like this >:) leon doesn’t cry often, and tends to be on the more reserved side of things, but he is far from being as undecipherable or barricaded as, say, ushijima. he doesn’t mind his emotions getting the better of him, nor does he mind tear rolling down his face, but... he doesn’t like it happening in public. as much as leon doesn’t mind vulnerability when it comes from others and will always be the first to comfort a distraught teammate or friend, he doesn’t like letting his own shine through. at various stages of his life, leon has been someone others could and would rely on: he is comfortable in the role of the guy who holds it together, and remains steadfast so that other may take a breather or even crumble safely. should leon break and cry in front of others, like after a tough loss... tears will show and roll, but he’ll fight to hold them back and no sob or sound will pass his lips; and they’ll be contained in a matter of seconds.
do they smile with their teeth?
not typically - although there are different flavours to leon’s smiles, as his teammates and friends progressively find out the more they spend time with him. all his smiles look similar: close-lipped, quiet, relaxed, with a hint of contentment... but there is always a subtle something hinting at whatever it is he means to communicate at any given moment, including but not limited to “just happy to be here”, “i have the patience of a saint but i’m still going to call you out on your bullshit”, and the most powerful of all, “i clearly know and think more than i let on but good luck prying it out of me”. friends and teammates quickly learn to decipher the nuances and make the difference between all of them - a useful survival skill, when leon is your vice-captain.
do they stand up with their back straight or slouched?
back straight, even if his posture appears fairly relaxed - deceivingly so. leon radiates a martial and commanding aura (he is benkei, after all) despite his approachability; and it is in part due to his posture. he stands and sits up straight, because it’s better for his back, because he doesn’t like to slouch, because it’s better manners and because it’s what he naturally does.
what do they do when they start getting impatient?
as previously mentioned, leon is not someone who easily lets moments of vulnerability shine through and slip past - including impatience and frazzled moments. he is conscious of other people’s eyes on him, and doesn’t easily let his guard down; most importantly, he likes to remain in control of himself and his emotions. impatience means loss of control - in other words, not acceptable. should impatience creep up on him (during games or in any situation), leon catches himself before he says or does something he might regret and forces himself to take a step back, probably more harshly than necessary. in arguments, this has sometimes led to him walking away from the discussion to regroup and collect himself - with the accidental side effect of giving the impression that he cares less than he actually does, or that he is more unfeeling than he is. it is something he is aware of, and something that he knows has played a part in his separation from his ex-girlfriend. he tries to do better for his daughter; to be more open and to allow himself to be more honest about how he feels, even when things are going awry.
are they chatty or reserved?
leon stands in the middle on this spectrum.while not particularly chatty or talkative, he communicates well and has no trouble holding a conversation with pretty much anyone. he easily adjusts to other people’s levels and demands and has a talent for putting people at a relative ease when talking to/with them. he never overshares, is always happy to listen, and while some people end up noticing that leon doesn’t say that much... it never feels like he is actually reserved or quiet.
what do they do with their hands during a conversation? cross their arms? fidget with something?
true to his benkei nickname and martial posture, leon doesn’t fidget, leon doesn’t move around, and leon always looks poised and relaxed and confident. during conversations, he’ll more often than not keep his hands in the pockets of his jacket, or keep them behind his back with his shoulders open and straight. he sometimes crosses his arms over his chest, but more rarely; his posture is usually more open than closed off.
#(anon)#(oohira; headcanons)#smooches on u anon <3#thank you for allowing me to spend more braincells on leon this was so much fun to write out
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Emperor's Vigor Tonic
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I used the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable for a month, and I must say, it exceeded my expectations in every regard. From its sleek packaging to its remarkable efficacy, this product has truly won me over. In this review, I will delve into the various aspects that make this tonic stand out as a must-have addition to anyone's wellness routine.
Packaging: The first thing that caught my eye upon receiving the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable was its elegant packaging. The bottle itself exuded luxury with its sturdy glass construction and minimalist label design. The attention to detail was evident, from the embossed logo to the carefully curated typography. It's the kind of packaging that instantly elevates the entire experience, making you feel as though you're indulging in something truly special.
Ingredients: What sets the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable apart is its exceptional blend of natural ingredients, each carefully selected for its potent health benefits. From ginseng root to goji berries, every component plays a crucial role in enhancing vitality and promoting overall well-being. I appreciated the transparency of the company regarding the sourcing and quality of these ingredients, ensuring that I was putting only the finest substances into my body.
Taste and Texture: One of the most pleasant surprises upon trying the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable was its delightful taste and smooth texture. Unlike other tonics I've sampled in the past, which often leave a bitter aftertaste or gritty residue, this product went down effortlessly. The subtle hints of citrus and herbs provided a refreshing burst of flavour, making it a joy to consume on its own or mixed into my favourite beverages. It quickly became a refreshing ritual to look forward to each day.
Efficacy: But perhaps the most impressive aspect of the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable is its remarkable efficacy. Within just a few days of incorporating it into my daily routine, I noticed a significant improvement in my energy levels and overall vitality. I felt more alert and focused throughout the day, with a renewed sense of vigour that carried me through even the busiest of schedules. Whether I was tackling work projects or hitting the gym, I found myself performing at my peak thanks to the boost provided by this tonic.
Long-Term Benefits: What truly sets the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable apart is its ability to deliver not only immediate results but also long-term benefits. With continued use, I noticed improvements in my immune function, stress resilience, and even skin complexion. It's rare to find a wellness product that addresses such a wide range of health concerns, but this tonic manages to do so effortlessly. I feel as though I'm investing in my future well-being with each sip, knowing that I'm nourishing my body from the inside out.
Value for Money: While the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable may come with a slightly higher price tag than some other wellness supplements on the market, I firmly believe it's worth every penny. The quality of the ingredients, the effectiveness of the product, and the overall experience it provides far exceed any initial investment. When you consider the long-term health benefits and the improved quality of life it offers, it's clear that this tonic delivers exceptional value for money.
Conclusion: In conclusion, I cannot recommend the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable highly enough. From its exquisite packaging to its potent blend of natural ingredients, this product embodies the pinnacle of wellness innovation. Whether you're looking to boost your energy, enhance your vitality, or simply indulge in a daily dose of self-care, this tonic is sure to exceed your expectations. Invest in your well-being today with the Emperor's Vigor Tonic Deliverable, and experience the transformative power of this remarkable elixir.
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