the foundation room


Your wish is my command, dear anon! ;D And thank you!

Have him and the Johto champion going on a little trip on the Alola islands! Arceus knows at least one of these two nerds needs to see a bit more sun…

Also featuring a Koffing, for old times’ sake. 🖤

anonymous asked:

May I have a scenario with Prince!Todoroki and a female servant having a secret relationship? Endeavor has been looking for a suitable princess for an arranged marriage, and the couple gets caught. Shouto stands up for his lover when his father threatens to fire her and ruin her reputation for having an "affair" with the prince. Agh I love the fantasy AU

I’ve never done a fantasy au before, but I know I love the ED. I hope you guys enjoy this! I had fun writing it. 

Todoroki Shouto, son of the tyrant Hell King and the Mad Queen. Todoroki Shouto, a prince born of hatred and resentment, bred to carry the perfect bloodline. Todoroki Shouto, the disfigured prince. He was known by many names, revered by some and hated by others, but, above all, he was still the prince. Prince Todoroki Shouto, but, to you, a lowly handmaiden, he was just Shouto.

Behind closed doors, away from prying eyes he was just Shouto. Always just Shouto, your Shouto. And he thought of himself as such. Yours.

Throughout a life woven in misery and mistreatment, you were a shimmering thread tying him together, the one beautiful constant in his life. You were the one to tended to his fresh burns that night with gentle hands and your tender voice offering meek condolences. He always remembered your smile and calloused hands that ceaselessly offered him a tender touch. But you were just a servant, a handmaiden, a nobody, or, at least, you were someone who should’ve been a nobody. For months, he tried to reinforce the wall separating you for fear of his father or his own emotions, Todoroki was never sure. He tried, but it was all in vain. How could he deny you when you grinned with that radiant smile or laughed that musical laugh or touched him with a kindness that felt so foreign yet so nice to him.

His lips just seem to fall onto yours one night. You were washing his feet when you looked up at him with a sweet smile. Todoroki leaned forward, pressing his smooth lips against your slightly chapped ones. You still addressed him as ‘young master’ back then, but, after that night, he asked to call him by his first name. You were just as taken aback as he was. It was your first kiss, you assumed it was for him as well, but that’s not why you were stunned. He asked you. Not an order or a command, but an earnest request made by the blushing young prince. He was a royalty, you had no place to deny him anything, but he had asked you … and it was a request you were more than happy to oblige.

That was a year and a half ago.

“Young master,” you say, standing at the side of his large bed, “Young master, it’s time to wake up. Young master …”

A small squeak flies from your lips when your prince reaches for you, pulling you into the plushy bed and the sanctity of his arm. You stare at his face and his strong jaw and his perfect lips and his long two-colored eyelashes. Todoroki opens his eyes and places a small kiss on your forehead.

“Please call me Shouto.”

“Sorry, I forget sometimes. It’s hard flipping from ‘young master’ to ‘Shouto.’”

“It’s okay,” he mutters as he kisses down your neck, “Are you comfortable?”

“I am …”

But you never will never be able to get comfortable in such a luxurious bed. You feel out of place like you are sinking into the plushness of his his bed only kept afloat by your prince’s strong arms around you. Todoroki’s lips find yours. Your lips move with his as his hand comes up to caress your cheek.

“I shouldn’t be in bed with you, Shouto,” you say breathlessly between kisses, “What if … someone … comes in?”

Todoroki hums, absentmindedly running his hand over the curve of your sides. He doesn’t answer you as he is still lost in your taste. His tongue runs along the bottom of your lip, asking for an invitation you’s never deny anyway. You open your mouth to him and he deepens the kiss. He pulls you closer to his body. You’re forced to remain separate every day, only connecting with fleeting touches and cautions glances. But now you are here with him, in his bed, separated from the word by the shimmering gold fabric of his canopy.

“Shouto, I—”

You are cut off by the heavy wooden door being furiously opened, hinges squealing. Your blood runs cold. All the warm feelings in your chest have ceased to be as the flaming beard of your king flares.

“Shouto!” his voice booms, seemingly shaking the very foundation of the room, “Why are you not ready? I have several princesses waiting for—”

The room stills when the king’s icy blue eyes meet yours. Your breath is stuck in your throat and the silence is deafening. What a sight you must be. A servant laying in the arms of a sovereign prince. The king makes a step towards the two of you, and you scramble to your feel, clutching your apron until your knuckles turn white.

“What is the meaning of this!” He roars, taking large strides towards you.

Todoroki acts quickly, jumping out of bed and standing between you just as his father’s large hand reaches for your head.

“Don’t touch her.”

The king snorts as he pushes his son out of the way. He takes your hair into his grip, pulling you away by violently yanking at your hair. You let out a strangled cry as tears prick in your eyes. Todoroki hands ball into fist at the sounds of your anguished cries. The king reaches for the door handle with his free hand, only to find the lock frozen over in a thick sheet of ice.

“Let her go.”

He looks at his son. The flames at his chin intensify along with the anger boiling dangerously in his body. The king throw you to the ground, and you scurry away from him, staring at him with fearful eyes.

“Shouto!” He snaps, “She is a worthless! She can’t carry the bloodline. Think about how this will make us look! What will people say?”

“People already talk about us father,” Todoroki challenges, “And it’s through no fault of mine! The tyrant Hell King? The Mad Queen? It’s your fault! And you think that she will tarnish our name any further? I love her!”

You look over to the prince with a blush dusting over your cheeks. He loves you. He loves you. Of course you knew it and you felt it, but he had never said it until know as a bold declaration in front of his father. The king growls and casts his gaze to you.

“You,” he says, “You, damn witch! What have you done to him? I should have you cast out! No, I should have you sentenced to death for trying to dirty the bloodline, you worthless slave!”

“You will do no such thing!” Todoroki shouts back, “If you touch her, I swear … I swear I’ll ruin everything for you. I love her and if you hurt her …”

You stare back and forth between the Hell King and your lover. Both have there flames raised in challenge. Your heart is pounding in your chest as sweat rolls down your cheek. The king puffs air out of his nose as he turns on his heel. He easily melts the ice along with the handle as he leaves, slamming the door violently behind him.

You let go of the breath you didn’t even know you were holding and look to Todoroki. He is by your side in an instant with his worried eyes and concerned hands roaming over your body.

“I-I’m alright, but, Shouto,” your voice cracks as tears well in your eyes, “w-what are we going to do?”

He cups your face and kisses you sweetly. When his lips leave yours, he thumbs away your tears with a calm, certain smile on his face. You aren’t sure why he’s smiling or if you should be smiling too, but looking at his handsome face always put you at ease. You calm down.

“Shouto, what are we going to do?”

“Leave. You and me. Tonight. I can take you away from all of this, and we can be together, but only if you want to.  Do … do you want to?”

You cover his hands with your own ones, and you look at him with glossy eyes and a hopeful smile on your face.

“I’ve never wanted anything more.”


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A polyamory construction metaphor

Everyone wants to put labels on the type of polyamory that they practice. Solo, anarchical, hierarchical, too many to even list. 

I am often asked how we label our relationship. I usually try to respond with a non-committal “why label it”

And then I came across a posting on FetLife that was an interesting take on it. I won’t go into the whole post, but if you are on the site, it was written by “inthesilence” 

Her point is that she dislikes grading of partners into primary, secondary, and the like. But she’s also married so there’s naturally a level of hierarchy.  

She came up with a metaphor that is pretty good explanation of a type of poly that may appeal to people. 

Allow me to give you the TL;DR version:

Having a relationship is like building a house. You lay a foundation and build rooms that make sense to you. Eventually, you decide that you want a room for her and a room for him. 

There are many ways that you can add-on to your house. You can allow people in temporarily, tell them it’s your house and your rules; you can allow each other to build additions, as long as everyone agrees to the exact plans and veto anyone who deviates from those plans; or you can allow each other the freedom to bring in new builders and allow those new projects to turn out as they would, and hope that they will be complementary. 

For her, she chose the third option (which is admittedly scarier)

So you don’t dictate the architecture of the extensions. Sometimes you hear of the plans and can say “OK, that sounds interesting. Have you really thought that through?” And then listen to each other, because sometimes it does work out. 

The fact of the matter is that the house we built together has been around for a lot longer than any of the extensions have been. So there’s a history that the rest of the house can’t match. 

However, just because you have more real estate, and construction experience, you shouldn’t go around smashing windows in another part of the house. You’re just damaging other people’s rooms, and in doing so, creating a draft that would inevitably make it’s way back to the main house. 

It would be silly for other builders to not respect the experience of the original designer by whacking a great home that had stood for years before they got there. Likewise, it doesn’t make sense to take on too many projects at once, or at a time when an existing project is developing some cracks.   

To sum up: to be good builders, you need to ensure that you build carefully, with the right tools, with the right co-builders, and at the right time. 

I don’t know that this captures my relationship status, but it’s worth starting a discussion. 

anonymous asked:

Also in the makeup guru au, every year he posts a bloopers video and its a lot of giggling and saying words wrong and dropping stuff, but the year he meets geno its a lot of his phone going off and him getting excited, or geno walking in while hes filming and apologizing for it, and little kisses when he walks through. Its a very sweet video

omg it’s the SWEETEST and there’s like a “Geno Count” in the corner for how many times Sidney cuts off and says his boyfriend’s name (think movie sin counter lawl). Examples being:

1. Sidney is putting on foundation in the living room, saying, “Notice that I’m patting it on and not smear–” His eyes wander and he starts laughing. “Geno!” 

2. Geno plops down on the couch, and Sidney’s entire bowl of popcorn goes flying. “Oh, shit!” “Geno!” 

3. During a daily life vlog, Sidney and Geno are watching a movie. Geno’s head on Sidney’s lap, and he’s snoring rather loudly. Sidney frowns and pinches Geno’s nose shut. “Geno! Shh!!” 

it goes on all the way until it hits #87

(and of course, when they have babies, the bloopers include their children smacking their hands on Geno’s face, just patting it because they’re so darn happy, and shrieking, “Papa! Papapapapapapapapapapapapapa–” “Geno, doesn’t that hurt?” “Yes but it’s OK!”)


New photos of Alexander Skarsgård at the SAG Aftra Foundation 5/16/2017 #BigLittleLies

LOS ANGELES, CA - MAY 16: Actor Alexander Skarsgard attends SAG-AFTRA Foundation’s Conversations with ‘Big Little Lies’ at SAG-AFTRA Foundation Screening Room on May 16, 2017 in Los Angeles, California. 

Updated with new YahooTV twitter pics [x]

  1. yahoo Alexander Skarsgård stopped by our LA studio to share his favorite scene from @hbo’s 'Big Little Lies.’
    📷: @thewonderwheel
  2. yahootv Alexander Skarsgård dropped by our studio to recount his most memorable scene from @hbo’s #biglittlelies!
    #hbo #alexanderskarsgard #perrywright #alexanderskarsgård 
  3. sagaftrafound #AlexanderSkarsgard stopped by the Foundation to talk about his career, craft & acclaimed role in #BigLittleLies! The Q&A will be available on our YouTube channel. #Conversations #acting #TrueBlood #ActorsLife