Just discovered your blog, so if this was already asked my bad! Can you do MTMTE bots (your choice) telling their human s/o "I love you" and mean it for the first time scenario? Like what are they doing that makes them say it, do they just blurt it out, do they mumble it under their breath, or do they run for the hills cause they're so embarrassed haha thanks!
I really only do one bot for a scenario (ficlet) I hope you like Whirl ^3^
thing about the Lost Light’s medbay is that it’s not like the hospitals on
earth. Not that it’s particularly pleasant, but it doesn’t have the same stale
scent and harsh lighting that sets you on edge.
You go to
scratch your arm and groan when you hit your cast. This itch is going to bother
you all day. ‘Well,’ you think. ‘At least I wasn’t killed.’
well almost were. While the thought of space pirates may be cool in theory, they’re
significantly less cool to deal with. You don’t remember much now with the pain
medicine clogging your brain, but you remember the terror you felt as you were
told to hide. You remember the excruciating pain of being knocked aside by a
hand twice as large as you. And… You remember Whirl; his garbled shouts, the
hellfire that burned in his optics as he blew your assailant into a mangled
you don’t remember anything.
crash outside the curtain around your medberth. You heart jumps- are the
pirates back?- but then there’s Whirl’s voice over the shuffling of pedes and
Ratchet’s gruff allowance of five minutes.
his head through the curtain. You pat the space next to you, giving a small
smile, and he plops down on the berth. He looks you sternly up and down,
lingering on the bump on your head and your broken arm. Squirming, you wonder
if this is what it would feel like to be under Perceptor’s microscope.
return, then add hastily. “Thank you… for saving me.”
optics shutters as he trails off. It focuses on you, then anywhere but you, and
then zeroes in on you again. Slooooowly, he moves a claw to your face, gently
holding it against your cheek but not pressing.
into his touch.
you,” Whirl says. “Isn’t that stupid?”
You smile. “You
know what else is stupid? I love you, too.”
I got my new card backs for my pins in the mail!! Got a dark version for the bird set, and a light version for my mousemoth pre-orders! I can’t wait to see what the mousemoth pins look like on the cards!
Owl Crane and Nest pins are in the shop now (also seconds are discounted!) and Mousemoths are up for preorder and will ship mid-late April!
To be a bit more coherent, today BT UK seems to have turned on parental controls automatically. On the light setting (which blocks things that reference pornography, drugs, alcohol and “tastelessness”) AO3 got scooped up in the mix. (I feel this is a bit of a damning summation of AO3′s content, but I guess it’s covered)
However it should be noted that fanfiction.net WAS NOT blocked by this same filter.
To get past it, you need to be the account holder. I just went and turned parental controls off, because please. It’s meant to take 2 hours for it to take effect, but we will see. You can add exceptions “safe sites” etc if you would rather, but when I tried it told me I wasn’t the account holder (I was.) So I dunno what’s going on there.
Changing the DNS settings on your PC doesn’t work either. What a way to start my day. Blocked by bloody BT of all things.
ETA: For now BT does seem to have agreed to let me turn OFF parental controls, but if you’re not the account holder things might get tricky.
When thou shalt be disposed to set me light,
And place my merit in the eye of scorn,
Upon thy side, against myself I’ll fight,
And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.
With mine own weakness being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,
The injuries that to myself I do,
Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
That for thy right, myself will bear all wrong.
~Shakespeare Sonnet 88
These two are, quite simply, the sexiest fuckers ever!! The way they look at each other.
Having their anniversary on Valentine’s Day was both a blessing and a curse for Anthony and Jasmine, who had always struggled with making sure that they were able to celebrate both and not feel like they were cheating the other. This year they were going to be in LA for it, and while for the most part they were unfamiliar with the city, Anthony knew that he still wanted to make sure that he kept their short tradition alive.
So he takes Valentine’s Day off from recording and instead sets up the surprise that he had planned rom her in the backyard of their rental house, forcing Jasmine to stay inside and away from where she’d be able to sneak a peak at what he had been working hard on.
He lays in the hammock as the sun begins to set, the fairy lights strung between the trees now on. Jasmine walks through the grass and flower beds that line the property, looking around for any clue that Anthony had hid, despite knowing very little about all of this. He’s amused by how annoyed she’s getting, watching her walk back and forth as she looks desperately to find the last clue that he had hid for her.
“Am I getting warm?” She questions, looking up and rolling her eyes when she realizes that Anthony is laughing at all of this. “Shut up, I just want to know what I’m supposed to even be looking for,” She whines, Anthony situating himself in the hammock a little better as he looks over to where she’s standing, a smile on his face.
“You’re really warm, like burning hot. You should maybe look down at your feet,” He shrugs, Jasmine looking down and sifting through the flower bed at her feet, finding a small box with a note attached to it.
She reads it, walking slowly back down towards where the hammock is, Anthony helping her sit down on the edge. “I thought we said we weren’t giving each other gifts this year,” Her eyebrows furrowed as she read the note, pulling it off the box and slowly opening it.
“Anthony,” She whispers, staring back at the earrings that she had been eyeing for the last few months, but hadn’t been able to convince herself to spend the money to get them. “You didn’t have to do this,” She smiles, leaning over to kiss him.
“I know how much you’ve wanted them, but you won’t buy them yourself, so I thought I’d get them for you,” He smiled, Jasmine laughing as she closes the lid, holding them close to her.
“Thank you,” She whispers, leaning over to kiss him as Anthony smiled. “But now I feel stupid for really having nothing for you,” She laughs, Anthony shaking his head, pulling her close to him.
“It’s fine, I don’t need anything,” He promises, Jasmine sighing as she nods. “Happy anniversary, Jasmine,” He mumbles, Jasmine looking up at him with a smile on her face.
“Happy anniversary, Anthony. I love you,” She smiles, Anthony leaning down to kiss her, returning the three words that he had loved to hear.
The only gift he needed was knowing that Jasmine loved him, everything else was just a bonus.
A Study in Pink sets the stage for all of our future expectations. Nothing in this show is done by accident, and the way it is all handled is masterful. Seeds are sewn in this first episode that will never cease to matter throughout the duration of the show.
Take the first meal Sherlock and John share together at Angelo’s, where Angelo insists that the pair must have a candle for their table:
It seems like sort of a “joke” in a way–something that could easily be brushed off if we didn’t all know that TJLC is real. And the candle thing continues to be a theme. Illumination itself is a subtle theme throughout the show, with all the color-coded lights and the fact that Sherlock dubs John his “conductor of light” in “The Hounds of Baskerville.”
I noticed something recently when watching what is surely one of the favorite scenes of all Johnlockers: the reunion of Sherlock and John at The Landmark in the episode “The Empty Hearse.” This is the night Sherlock returns, supposedly from the dead, and interrupts John’s (rather lackluster) attempt to propose to his girlfriend Mary in a rather half-hearted effort to, in his own words, “move on” from Sherlock.
Notice anything missing from John and Mary’s table?
There’s a lamp, sure, but no candle. Maybe that isn’t terribly unusual. But look at the other tables in the restaurant:
Most have candles.
It doesn’t stop there. When Sherlock catches his first (heart-stopping; you can clearly see that in his face, just as it has been pointed out that if you isolate certain audio tracks in this part here you can hear Sherlock’s thudding pulse) glimpse of John after two years away…
how does he see him?
There is a candle placed strategically between them, clearly visible from Sherlock’s vantage point.
This isn’t the only throwback to Angelo’s on this night. If more is needed, I’m including this little bonus below. The writers have done this *so many times,* where certain words and phrases come back again. It isn’t an accident and it isn’t lazy writing. We’re talking about the combined efforts of two very good writers here, and though John’s nerves on this night aren’t exactly hard to pick up on, we get this cherry strategically placed on top:
Taken aback, [Kylo Ren] whirled—to see the weapon land in the hand of a girl standing by a tree. Rey appeared equally shocked that her reach for the device had exceeded his. She gazed down at the weapon now resting in her grip. “It is you,” Ren murmured. His words unsettled her: Not for the first time, he seemed to know more about her than she did about herself. - TFA novel
Ostara is the time to honor rebirth and renewal, not just physical but spiritual as well. It is the time when light and dark are once again at balance and are equal. Here are a few ways you can decorate your altar for the coming Sabbat.
Colors of the Season:
Balance of the Equinox Symbols:
God and Goddess Statue
Black and White Candle
Sun and Moon Symbol
Yin and Yang
Plants (daffodils, lilies)
Basket of Eggs
Spring is synonymous with new life, put things that are just being born or renewed onto your altar.
Other Symbols of the Season:
Seeds and Bulbs
Nature Deities (Herne, Flora, Gaia, Attis, etc)
Gemstones and Crystals (aquamarine, rose quartz, and moonstone)