#(aka ''as a massive nerd'')

[armydreamersys]

I was doing a meditation to make a headspace yesterday, and the very first place I visualized was the living room of 221b Baker Street. Do with that information what you will.

- 🖖🏾

[fisherman-fight]

whats the weirdest submission you've gotten so far

so far: the boy from the dreamworks logo, dads worldwide, every single person on the cast of the deadliest catch, THE TORNADO FROM SHARKNADO, and "the weatherman" from "that sea shanty tiktok"

(if you submitted one of these, i want you to know that i love them all and i am so glad i got to read someone's case for why the tornado is a fisherman)

[sillysiluriforme]

SILU’S STILLBORN WEBCOMIC PART 1

Unorthodox apocalypse is a now abandoned comic project I worked on with some friends in 2023-2024 about a cultist team of cheerleaders lead by antichrist Barbie set in a mid-biblical apocalypse world in a town named “Craterview” on the ledge of crater lake. The stagnation of the apocalypse had consequences namely the presence of “beasts” and plunging the world in the shadow of god- so no “good” things/people and no creativity. The cultures of the 20th century seems to repeat over and over, ergo the 80s aesthetic despite it being 2285.

The town’s high schoolers are all divided into classic teen movie cliques and have decided to kill each other about it. Generally the cheer squad and the jocks are considered important enough to the town that they can’t get murdered in pure impunity but everyone else is on the table. The only nerds with any sort of manpower are the marching band who have organized themselves in a casi-military structure.

The cast’s main objective was to use the protagonist as a vessel to bring a demon into the material plane to fuel their magic bullshit. The tone was pretty crass a little edgy and very over the top. I still think of it fondly even if it didn’t go anywhere.

The members are paul, max, cain, evelyn, Pam, Jessica and judy. Their daily activities consists of turf wars, bullying, witchcraft, black mailing people, intimidation and lesbian situationships. Everyone listed sucks here.

The two main characters are Judy and Jessica.

Judy is a standoffish self serving asshole. She’s a “do anything to survive” type but also feels morally superior to everyone around her. She thinks hobbies and responsibilities are frivolous. She gets kicked off the marching band and is coerced into joining the cheerleaders. She spent her early childhood living in the woods with her hippie parents until her dad died, after this they moved back into town, so her family are sort of the town’s pariahs.

Within UA there’s an avatar cycle type thing but for the antichrist. What a sentence. Since the apocalypse never ended it kept being reborn. Jessica, unbeknownst to her, is one of those incarnations.

She’s mean and attention seeking manipulative and egocentric to a fault. She doesn’t have the complete range of human emotions. She had an evil scientist thing going on too. She’s my baby girl ❤️

Pam is Jessica’s childhood best friend and the biggest example of her negative influence.

She’s a self-in-forced Patrick Bateman type. She’s conniving and secretive. She likes to think of herself as a heartless mastermind but she’s just as stuck here as everyone else. She’d never admit it but the craving for Jessica’s approval is what lead her here.

She had a werewolf boyfriend too that was kinda fun.

Evelyn aka eve is a freshman and has a massive crush on Jessica. She’s the one who believes in the “message””” of their cult the most.

Cain’s an ex punk and dumb as a rock. loves to have fun only really joined cause she thought Jessie was hot. Had a thing with max ?

Max ! There’s way less content with her. She was supposed to be the straight man of the group. Shes what Judy aspires to be. She’s very gruff.

And lastly Paul. Paul fucking sucks. Ex-football team member. On paper he’s supposed to be “learning to respect women” but it’s really just his ex-captain trying to get him killed because he thinks he’s that annoying, something he’s completely oblivious to because he’s desperately pining for him. He’s the only one with a car so they HAVE to make him chauffeur them to wherever.

[thehighladywrites]

— “Do you eat pussy like that?”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy reader

☀︎ — summary: you’re ovulating, insanely horny and thinking about putting your hands down his pants in the middle of the cafeteria

☀︎ — warnings: smut, nsfw, public display of affection, Azriel is a little stern, like a tiny bit, pussy eating, riding, ovulation

☀︎ — amara’s note: this was so fun to write, i love freaky bimbo reader, she’s so fun. also very realistic bc i too would wanna put my hands in azriel’s pants. and don’t mind the fact that this is complete nonsense. idk wtf is happening💗

series masterlist

You should’ve known azriel was an eater.

Whenever he ate, he did it like he was out of breath, inhaling his food and munching on it. He did this thing where he’d lean over his plate, shuffle food into his mouth, head tilting a little to the left, eyes closed and everything. It reminded you of the way he tilted his head when he kissed you.

He ate with such need and energy that you couldn’t help the dirty thoughts in your little brain. But it’s not even your fault, it’s his. Who the hell eats like he does?

You can't help but giggle whenever you watch Azriel eat, finding it very cute that he devours his food. It’s like, he really loves his meals, you know?

But then you remembered last night when you jumped on him while he was working on his computer. He looked so cute and focused, but his hands... so fucking hot, they looked so good. Like, seriously, how can hands be so attractive? Maybe it was the ring, maybe it was the bracelet or maybe it was because you wanted to gag on them.

You knew you were ovulating, it was no surprise. You basically turn into a succubus, hellbent on getting slutted and fucked. Azriel is there, so naturally you want him to take care of it.

I mean, who else could help you? Getting off yourself is so much work and doesn’t feel nearly as good as when he does it.

“Azzie, i missed you sosososooo much!!” you strolled towards him with a massive smile. Azriel turned around at the sound of your pink, fluffy heels klicking against the cafeteria floor.

He gave you the kindest smile as you approached him, lifting his arm so you have room to lean against him. You had different classes in the morning, so you met him for lunch. you sit next to him, scooting as close as you can. If you could, you’d sit on top of him but you were in the cafeteria so you had to settle for leaning with your face nuzzled against his neck.

There he was, eating like he always did. But today, you couldn’t stop your thoughts. He was eating too good. You wanted to tell him, so you did.

“Hi, my sweet girl. I hope you had a good lecture. What do you want to do after classes?”

You sighed. You were dangerously horny, it was a miracle you didn’t put your hand down his pant, honestly.

“Hmm, I wanna be fingered, i want my pussy ate then i wanna be fucked for hours, pretty please?” you mumbled against his neck, kissing and licking a stripe.

Azriel started coughing, nearly choking on his food.

“And, uh, another thing. D’ya eat pussy like that?” you asked with hope, a french tip pointing to his plate.

“Oh my god, uh — okay, so, baby, you — you can’t just say stuff like that in public, okay?” he exclaimed, his cheeks flushing as he glanced around nervously.

“Why not? I want my boyfriend, there's no shame in it!” you declared, pursing your glossed lips, with your hands folded over your half-exposed tits.

Azriel nervously glanced around as you put a leg over his thigh. “Please help me, i’ll totally die if you don’t.”

“Okay, sure, but why are you so — um, frisky?" Azriel asked, his voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. A nervousness that increased as you pressed your tits against him.

“I don’t know what that means.” You replied, tilting your head slightly in confusion, your ditzy demeanor showing through.

“Um, sexually charged,” Azriel tried to explain, his hands moving mid-air in an attempt to convey his meaning.

“I’m ovulating, Azzie. aka i need you inside, like right in this moment — like in this second, now.” your nail tapped quickly against the dining hall’s table, a sign of your impatience. “Please stop talking nonsense, i don’t know about sexually charged, m’just horny.”

“Right, right. I read about that. Okay, let’s go. Do you want my dorm or your apartment?” Azriel questioned as he stood up, lifting you from the bench.

That little move of him lifting you without hesitation or struggle made your jaw drop. Your hands automatically moved towards his belt, and a sweet expression crossed your face as you stared up at him, completely flustered.

“Yours.”

Azriel stopped you before you could bend down and blow him infront of people. He led you by the hand, your thoughts completely cleared, except for one thought.

You were SO gonna get it.

—

He’s so gentle. The way the flat of his tongue drags between your folds is ungodly to stay the least, the lewd squelching of his tongue flicking your glistening, throbbing clit.

“You okay? Holy shit you weren’t lying, you’re incredibly wet,” his fingers come to touch you, almost slipping in with no difficulty.

“mm-yeah, m’so good. J’st keep your mouth riiiight there,” you hummed, dragging his head back as you shifted his head a little to the left. He inserted one finger, then added another before curling them, just like he was taught.

You felt his tongue press against your clit at the same time, your hands gripping his shoulders in order to not writhe away.

“ ‘s really s-sensitive, ‘nd it feels so, so good, az.” He flushes, cheeks reddened at your sweet, whines and moans.

“so sweet.. you’re so sweet, baby.” he doesn’t stop when he speaks. instead, he continues to lap at your cunt, his face evidently beginning to get wet from the mix of your slick and his saliva.

It’s so messy, but he’s loving every second of it even when your juices wet his chin and entire mouth. You’re so close to sliding off his bed with the way you’re writhing away. But it’s like you have to! If he keeps his work up, you’ll cum all over his face in seconds.

“Stop tryna run away, you haven’t even finished yet.” He drags you closer to him by your thighs as he locks his arm around your legs.

“A—azzie! s-slow down, ‘m gon-gonna cum too quick if you keep goin’.”

He doesn’t slow down, and he definitely doesn’t stop. Instead you feel his tongue lap your cunt as he sneakily bring his hand up to your clit rubbing it softly.

When you cum, he just moves you on top of him with no warning. You had been begging to ride, whining about how you’d feel fuller if you were on top. As much as Azriel loves you, your whining was making him wanna check you.

“There. Now will you be good and ride? Hm?” He squeezes your waist as you put your hands on his toned stomach with a smile.

“Mm-hm, I’ll ride.”

Azriel is left damn near paralyzed after. He is sweating, trembling, dying.

You on the other hand couldn’t possibly be more content. He had given you a good dicking :)

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[roscgcld]

hear me out🙏 frenemies to lovers with fratboy!sukuna that has rumors about him being some sort of sex god meanwhile hes a virgin, demisexual, and has the fattest crush on reader but of course readers too dense to notice so one day at a frat party maybe he does something that makes reader realize

RYOMEN SUKUNA || fratboy!au

note: *slams hand on table* i love it - give me 20 of those.

pronouns: afab, but really it's gender neutral for the most part

disclaimer: since I am in Europe, it's not underaged drinking - but do not that there is drinking/flat-party-esk vibes? (idk, don't know mich about frats hahaha)

ryomen sukuna masterlist |  buy me a coffee?  

college is daunting

but while college is for studies, it is also known for the parties

now obviously there was no requirement for you to drink to have fun, but it definitely helps - and with you being roomed with a very energetic group of housemates, on the odd day they catch you outside of your room, you are being dragged to a house party

and like any college, there is the most popular 'party animal' - and for your college, that is ryomen sukuna

riding on a football scholarship, and having been bid on by almost all the frat houses, sukuna was known to be the life of the party; being able to charm a wall if you left him in front of one long enough

There were endless rumours about which 'lucky' girl he slept with that week, what parties he was going to for the week, and the new drink combos he came up with

basically whatever he touched, turned into gold

and even if you wanted to avoid him, you physically can't - not when you two are in the same course and shared almost all of your classes together

it was hard to ignore the constant whispers in the crowded lecture hall you two share; half of these people aren't even in your degree, but they are hogging up all the seats

so unless you go in early, you are not getting the good seats

and it just had to be your luck that the only few seats that were free were right in front of sukuna's; which was at the very front of the classroom

that already annoys you, and it doesn't help that sukuna seems to take annoying you as a part of his to-do list

not only does he make sure to go out of his way to do any group project (which to be fair, bar from being hard to organise group meetings with him, he does his share of the work), he seems to always seek you out in any of your shared lectures

not only did it mean you had the glaring eyes of at least 10 people on you, but you could also hear the whispers and the somewhat passive-aggressive interactions with a few of your classmates

it also came with a lot of people trying to become your 'friend', as it seemed from the outside that you and sukuna are close friends

and because of this, you had tried to ignore sukuna for the most part - you weren't mean or cold, you were just cordial

but that seemed to not have deterred him; as he would run up to you after lectures or invite himself into your conversations with your roommates and friends

it is because of his persistence that it led to you two having somewhat of a friendship - where you found out that behind his outgoing and sometimes borderline arrogant personality, he was somewhat of a nerd who enjoys video games and comics, and goes home often to visit 'the brat' (aka, his baby brother)

your sudden closeness to the 'king of the campus' however meant attention - which meant personal invites to massive house parties

you were not much of a party person. sure, you enjoyed a good drink or two, but you prefer to stay in on the weekend

however, as if god hates you, the invite to this party was on a name basis - and guess whose name was printed on the invitation in big, bold letters?

so that is how you found yourself being shoved into your bathroom with an outfit that your roommate had found in your closet; with promises that she will be doing your makeup once you walk out

not long after you found yourself being welcomed into sukuna's frat house; where your friends immediately started to drag you around to see who had actually been invited

and if like magic, sukuna seemed to have spotted you from wherever he was and made his way towards you

"well look at what the cat's dragged in?" he called out to you teasingly with a smirk

you greeted him back, and you thought that was that - but he just seems to...follow you everywhere?

from you finding your friends (you made him open all your bottles), bringing you to meet his frat brothers and other friends, butting into your conversations with random people

it was like having a very clingy cat following you like a shadow

you have no idea why he does that so much; it was as if he was trying to scare everyone away and keep your attention entirely on him

eventually, though your friends got to drag you away to play some games that were being held, and that was how you found yourself in a circle of people playing suck and blow; where you pass the card to the next person with your lips. and if the card falls you had to take a drink

after you guys changed your seats, you found yourself sitting between two men; since it had to be girl-boy-girl

you don't know who the guy is by your left, but you are aware of the man on your right; you two shared the same classes and so wave or nod at each other when you make eye contact

and even though you can't see him, you can feel sakuna's eyes on you from behind you. which both reassures you, but also made your hair stand on the edge

soon though the game started, and your attention was soon occupied with the game as the card started to make its rounds around the table

the first few rounds were fun to watch; since the card only went past 3 to 4 people before it fell on the ground, with the two people laughing when they kissed before taking a sip from their drink

it took a while for you to get your first try of the game, and you managed to hand the card over to the next person perfectly, but it was when the second time the card returned to you that it fell a few seconds just before the other man got into position

it all happened in slow motion; one moment you were staring wide-eyed at the man beside you as he got closer to your face, and the next thing you knew a warm hand was pressed up against your lips and you were pulled into a solid mass

"don't even think about it, punk."

the group around you erupted in teasing cheers as you felt your face warm up from embarrassment; your eyes looking up at sukuna to see him giving the poor man a lethal look. his other hand gripping so tightly onto his bottle that you feared he was going to break it

before you can do anything though you are hoisted off your seat and lead off; spluttering through your shock as you try to catch up behind sakuna

eventually, you two came to a stop in a room, and it took you a few seconds to realise that you were in sukuna's room. who was staring down at you with an unreadable look on his face. "um-"

"just how dense are you ?"

you aren't really sure what he meant by that, and he must have seen the confusion on your face as he just rolled his eyes in annoyance

"you do know i like you, right? I've been trying to tell you for months now."

you didn't know what to say - so all you did was blink up at the frustrated man and slowly shook your head in response. you genuinely had no idea at all

"..i am in love with an idiot."

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[emmg]

What's Good in the Fanfic Hood: DA Edition

(i also have a bg3 version coming up)

For no particular reason, and in no particular order, here's some good soup I need to share with the universe (aka tumblr). Very, very good fanfics right here

the interlude by @thessaralka >>GOOD SMUTTY SOLAVELLAN SMUT with a side of angst. Fade tongue, elf dick as an anxiety cure (her words not mine), just beautifully written shameless smut for the egg aficionados. And I'm not just saying this because I strong-armed her into writing this lol

A Breach of Decorum & Spill the Tea by kdriegantir >>> The sweetest Emmrook lil one shots. I was kicking my legs, twirling my hair, giggling like a school girl. Sooooooo cute

Flower in a Cage by @teamdilf >>> If you like some plot with your angst, this is it. I had soooo much fun reading this leading up to Veilguard. This is for my Elgar'nan girlies, even if technically he's not shipped with anyone here. But damn what a charming villain. I mean, we know now he's a massive bitch with an anger issue (and the bedroom-iest voice I've ever heard, like hot shit, ask me to sit on your lap daddy) but, eh, who cares, the fic is great lol

Rook, No. also by @teamdilf >>> I just caught up on this and it's soooo fun. Just Rook being a menace to society (in this case Solas is society.) The roommate scenario Solas never asked for while he cries internally about his wife

The whole Countdown to Veilguard series of drabbles by whoframedjessicarabbit >>> Just lovely, smutty, or not, Emmrook drabbles. Soooo fun to read

Suture by @heylittleriotact >>> ok so I JUST finished reading this, like maybe 10 minutes ago, and I have THOUGHTS. Because CUTE, so CUTE, how CUTE. Emmrook a la two awkward nerds. I'm waiting for my headache to pass to write a more coherant comment but in the meantime, big reccomend

I couldn't find some folks on tumblr, so just let me know and I'll tag you if you have an account

Thanks for tuning in, ta-ta

[cuntghoulie]

Tall Goddess Reader

Reader x Josef (Creep)/ The Man (Hush)/Kurt Kunkle

I lost this request, but it essentially asked: What about a goddess reader who is taller than them, and who sleeps in her underwear with no top on?

AN: Ohhhhhhh baby,  It’s been a year and a half, but here we are. If anybody would want a full-NSFW part 2 of this with blurbs for each character… idk lemme know!

WARNING: SLIGHT HINTS AT NSFW, indication that reader is AFAB

Josef

The second he meets you, he’s basically enamored by you

Sure, he’s enamored by many, but he enjoys your height especially

The feeling of being smaller than you and being protected is a feeling this serial killer is not used to

He embraces it full-heartedly

Once you’re in a relationship, and he’s, theoretically, decided to keep you alive, he is utterly obsessed

We knew he would be obsessed, but you didn't’ expect how much he loved your height

He was obsessed with being protected by you, sheltered by you, loved and protected by you

When he sees your sleeping state, he goes nearly feral

He fights so hard to keep his hands to himself, so you should appreciate that much, right?

He can’t help but fondle your curves and skin and your chest as you sleep, wanting to be wrapped up in the warmth of you as much as humanly possible

This man is so clingy it’s absolutely suffocating, but hey, he DID let you live, so…

He will kiss every inch of you, his tongue flattening against your breasts

He only sees the underwear in front of him, with your otherwise unclothed state, as a sort of task

This is the kind of relationship you’ll need one of those underwear indicators: red meaning to go ahead, blue or otherwise meaning to hold back for the night

Can’t promise he’ll follow through though, we should remember who we’re dealing with

He’s incredibly desperate, starved, and loves you more than any other thing in this universe

He’s just GOT to have you, any time, any place

Hush “The Man”

Makes fun of your height at first

Mildly insecure about the fact that you’re taller than him at first, but gets over it fast once he sees the many advantages

AKA: tits in the face

He’s kind of a freak, sorry

He loves watching you and how you move, the way your hips sway when you walk

Not as much as he loves watching you sleep half-naked

His eyes trace over your body, highlighted by the moonlight filtering through the window

He’s outside the window, as per usual

Staring at you, pushing the window open oh so quietly

He crawls forward towards your sleeping state, sliding into bed

His hands immediately spread over your skin as his presses against you

His nose is pressed against your hair, and he wraps his arms around you tightly, giving you a BIIIIIIIG sniff

What a freak

He relaxes once the scent of you fills his senses, and he can finally start to find some sleep with your skin pressed against his

Sure, he loves to look at your nearly-naked body, but he loves the warm feeling of you pressed against him even more, as it lulls him into the only sense of safety he has

Kurt Kunkle

He is pure simp for you

He will get on his knees and worship you if you ask

Kurt is consistently confused as to why you’re in a relationship with him, being a tall goddess such as yourself

He’s such a nerd, such a loser, why would you be with someone lame like him?

Kurt can’t escape the massive ego boost you give him by even being in his life

The first time he sees how you sleeps, he basically loses all functioning skills for a few minutes

You are so gorgeous in every state, but in a peaceful, exposed state like that? Kurt is crawling towards you on his hands and knees.

He just can’t help it, with you so open to him in your sleeping state

He’s basically shaking the whole time, so you wake up the moment he gets onto the bed, the damn chihuahua 

You’re happy for it though, and the bright smile on blushy face as you make eye contact is all the go ahead he needs to bury his face right in your chest

He’s getting a bit too excited though, with all that skin exposed, so he’ll start rutting against you without even noticing it

Guess you’ll have to take care of that! Or you can shove him in the corner to do it himself, but he’ll be whiny the whole next morning.

[white-guy-energy-swag]

GREEN NERD SHOWDOWN ROUND 2 BATTLE 2

Edward Nygma aka the riddler (gotham tv show) vs Marina Ida (splatoon)

THE RIDDLER

His theme is green and also riddles. He changed his name to Edward Nygma to spell E. nygma, Constantly infodumps about his interests. Wears glasses in most of his irritations. Just wants someone to listen to him nerd out. I saw green and nerd and I thought well there is one guy who fits this so so perfectly. His motivations is forcing people to play smart games with him.

He is so so so passionate about everything, especially riddles, any version of his character is so very nerdy from Gotham to Arkham he is a big nerd, also his main color is green, so green nerd, also I just really like this green nerdy dork of a man

I mean look at the guy, no matter the iteration he is and always will be the biggest nerd ever. Like cmon, his whole thing is puzzles and riddles and wordplay and puns. Yes he's a homicidal narcissist but he's also a massive nerd.

Hes literally the riddler

MARINA IDA

she's really good with tech stuff, likes to build robots and vr worlds etc. often talks pearls ear off about this stuff

She is literally autistism the person and also a octopus and also a lesbian what more do you want from her. she has been stated to go on MULTIPLE HOURS WORTH OF LENGTH info dumps about heavy machinery. she does not know what a social clue is and is in love with her best friend.

she was military strategy general or something at like age six and once held a nine-hour long speech about excavators. also a mechanical genius.

[thesillytransgirlnova]

Hello everybody!

Pinned post intro thing time :3

I'm Nova!

I'm a trans girl, though I only figured that shit out like late last year, so I'm not on HRT yet (though I would really like to be) or anything, and I still don't have any fem clothes (I want a skirt so bad). I am out to most of my friends and family, and most of them are cool about it (aka not assholes). My family a bit less so though. I'm also bisexual, but I've known that for a few years now.

I have ADHD (undiagnosed but fucking hell if I don't I'll suck elon musk off) and maybe also autism but I'm not as sure about that one.

I'm from the US (please send help TwT) and have lived here my entire life. I've been to most states on the west half of the country, but never out of the country.

I'm in high school, but I go to a charter highschool thing where they offer free college classes through the local community colleges, so I'm currently working towards an associates degree in computer science (stereotypical transfem major ik ik). So if you see me mentioning seemingly contradictory things about being in highschool and also being in college that's why.

I love space, space is cool. Picked the name Nova because I'm a massive space nerd lol

I'm currently working on a text-based dungeon crawler rougelite game in C++ as my final project for a class I'm taking, and also because I want to start getting experience making games asap because I want to have/be a part of an indie game studio eventually. I just started working on it so not much is done rn, but I have almost everything planned out. I'll probably post updates as I go.

I like gaming, probably too much, although my PC is terrible lol. I'm hoping to build a better one soon, I'm currently obsessed with PC building and computer parts and shit lol (not excited for those to get 25-100% more expensive :\). Here's a quick list of a few of my favorite games in no particular order:

● Hollow Knight (~250hrs) (where silksong)

● Minecraft (unknown, probably in the thousands lol)

● Terraria (~550hrs + ~150hrs tmodloader, played a whole Calamity mod playthrough with all the extra mods that make it harder last summer)

● Nimbatus (~350 hrs)

● Celeste (unknown, played it mostly offline when I got my Steam deck, and Steam doesn't track offline hours, probably close to 50 though)

● Risk of Rain 2 (~200hrs)

● Dyson Sphere Program (~250hrs)

● Hades (Same as with Celeste, a lot of offline that didn't get tracked, probably close to 75hrs tho)

● Rain World (only ~30hrs but I know All the Lore)

This is in no way an exhaustive list and I probably missed a few important ones, also the number of hours doesn't mean a whole lot, I like Hollow Knight more than Minecraft or Terraria despite having fewer hours, also I didn't get Celeste until recently.

I am also a TTRPG fiend, I love DnD and Pathfinder, and one of my friends is introducing me to another system called Warforger and it sounds really cool so far. I have wayyy too many dice, like a hundred of em, and I have a resin mold for a full set so I'm making even more >:3

I like reading a lot, my current favorite series is Eragon/The Inheritance Cycle (TIC is the official name, but everyone I know just calls it Eragon because that's the name of the first book and the main character, and is also much easier to say lol) I also like Wings of Fire, Warriors, Hunger Games, and Dune.

I don't watch I whole lot of stuff (besides YouTube lol), but I like Arcane (Vi is so fucking pretty omg), Stranger Things, and a few other shows.

I'm a pretty decent speedcuber (solving rubiks cubes, but fast), my main cube is the XMAN Tornado V3 and my best time is 19.8 seconds. I need to learn full OLL and full PLL (or maybe just say fuck CFOP and learn a different method) so I can get faster times more consistently, but also I don't want to memorize like a hundred different algorithms lol

I think that sums up most of my major interests and a few important things about me. (But also is this too long for an intro post? fuck)

[hotvinimon]

Suna Rintaro Fluff <3

People are responsible for their own actions, which you thought was true until, you were 1 hour and 15 minutes late to your date, with disheveled hair, utterly stretched lounge wear and ice cream smudged on your face due to none other than your ex-best friend Suna Rintaro.

And why we are calling him ex, you will know very soon...

Who doesn’t love dates, a lover to hold you, to make you feel less lonely, to kiss you until death and all that romantic shit, especially after a drought of boyfriends.

After complete 21 years of being utterly single, you were finally asked out by a random guy from economics (shut up! we don’t judge here, or maybe we do…) for a dinner date. And who do you think would be the best person to help ???

**Drum beats**

Of course your best friend, that isn’t actually…. helping ???

(it’s okay, deep breathing)

“Rin, would you really prefer watching your silly Tik toks, than helping your bestest friend aka me for going on a date ??” you whined.

“Hmm ?? what were you saying ??” Suna asked, at the same time chuckling on a silly tik tok.

“Rintaro… for the third time… DO YOU REMEMBER THAT I AM GOING ON A DATE ???”

“Are you questioning my memory or the relevance of your date ?? ”

“Fr ?? You know what Rintaro, you’re making it real hard for me right now not to hold you upside down and cartoonishly shake you until your brain comes back from your knees to your skull and shove you inside my toilet while I call you a ‘dweeb’. But you know what, That’s my problem, Go live your life rin.”

You once again started looking for a nice dress to wear, and for the third time Suna looked at you with saucer eyes, wide jaw without any comeback this week, and it was only Monday.

“And close your mouth, it reeks till here”

“What the actual fuck dude ??? you know what… I don’t even know why are you going on that date ?? Does that guy makes your heart beat faster ???

“I have anxiety dude, everything makes my heart beat faster”

You definitely were something that Suna couldn’t get rid off, even if he wanted to.

Suna doesn’t like you… not from the very first day when you landed in his life, when his dad was taking pictures of him and Miya twins in their garden, when suddenly you tripped their and broke their fence with your tricycle… ( yeah you were that kind of kid ) which, resulted in loud cackles of Suna and his friends, his dad went over to help you when,

“Shut up pussy faces, you would scare a kid or two”

Which resulted in wide eyes, loud gasps, a few coughs and tension in the situation, which you ended by blowing a raspberry and sprinting out.

Not even the second time when his teacher in playschool introduced you to other kids and a kid laughed at your water bottle, which you threw it on his face, with a

“you can have it, nerd”

Not even the third time, when your middle school teacher body shamed Suna and you replied with “Fuck you”. Which lead to your parents attending the school, and on getting scolded for your language you again replied, “I’m sorry sir, with all due respect kindly intercourse yourself.”

And Not even the third time, when he spotted you at 10 at the night outside CV store, still in your high school uniform, when some boys approached you on a Bike, and asked “Such a pretty girl walking alone at night, how about we drop you ?” with a disgusting smirk that he wanted to wipe off with a massive punch, but stopped when you replied with, “I walked alone even when I was alive” with a resting bitch face, resulting in paled faces of the boys, that drove away at their fastest.

And not even any other time when he glared, and ripped away all the possible proposals that you could have had on the Valentines. He just cares for you because you are his best friend.

He swears he doesn’t like you but all these years, you didn’t left any moment when Suna could think about any other girl other than you, but when you, his best friend from childhood, about whom he didn’t had any romantic feelings was asked on a date, he suddenly felt numb, he felt an ache in chest that he couldn’t even explain, he felt his throat dried, that someone just kicked his sand castle. (Samu called him an oblivious simp and hopeless romantic)

He didn’t know what to do, he doesn’t know what to say, but watching you being anxious while fussing over a dress.

He finds it cute, but repulsive at the same time, because you are doing it for some other guy.

“Rintaro, my dear best friend, love of my life, icing on my churro, how about you actually help me, RATHER THAN EATING MY ICECREAM ?????” you pounced upon him snatching your ice cream cup and his phone at the same time elbowing his abdomen and sprinting off to the dining area of your shared apartment to save your life.

He yelped in pain and ran after you. After continuously running around the dining table, he finally picks you up on his shoulder and throws you on the couch. You yelped at sudden force and cringed at the ice cream, dripping from your face and hands, which he actually pins down against the sofa.

“LEAVE ME DORK” you tried wriggling out of his grasp only to be yanked again and now crushed with Suna’s whole body weight. You tried screaming but suddenly stopped when-

“Y/n please don’t go.”

Your smile falters to a frown due to sudden change tension in the air. “Hey Rin… what are you-”

“I love you.”

People are responsible for their own actions, which you thought was true until, you were 1 hour and 15 minutes late to your date, with disheveled hair, utterly stretched lounge wear and ice cream smudged on your face due to none other than your ex-best friend and new boyfriend Suna Rintaro.

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[operafantomet]

Just saw phantom live at west end and wow! The sets were big! Now I wonder if other replicas had bigger sets.

For a second I read that as "West End Live", AKA the annual concert thingie with led screens... And I was like HUH?

Then I understood what you meant. Heh.

First and foremost, I am so happy you had a good time at POTO. It is a beautiful show. I am a huge fan of Maria Bjørnson's set and costume design, and still today - some 30 years after I became a fan - I can be utterly floored by certain scenes.

As far as set size goes West End is actually one of the smaller. Not SMALL, but smaller. Some of the biggest to date include (in no particular order):

The Las Vegas production 2006-2012, with its especially-built theatre with gigantic stage, dome, and "chandelier in pieces". Huge production, larger-than-life details.

The original Hamburg production 1990-2001. Another theatre built to house Phantom (and today one of the top musical theatre buildings in Germany). Extremely wide stage, to the point where Maria Bjørnson was not entirely happy with the proscenium layout. It didn't blend as well as elsewhere. In some scenes it also felt like the cast literally had to run across stage to get into position in time. Oh Hamburg. Needless to say, they narrowed the stage for the revival 2013-2015.

The Stuttgart production 2002-2004 also featured a big stage. I can't tell if it was bigger than Neue Flora in Hamburg or not, but it was in the same vein.

Oh! But also the original Los Angeles production (1989-1993). Massive proscenium and stage. And yet I don't have a single good photo showing the proscenium or its scale. Hmpf.

I would also mention the World Tour, which has toured in at times huge arenas. It didn't necessarily make the proscenium bigger, but they sometimes did the extended side sculpture look, where there is a drape structure under the sculptures. This was the case when I saw the show in the fairly brand new Zorlu Theatre in Istanbul 2015:

This could even be considered one of the smaller World Tour stages. In other cases they've been in huge operas or also arenas. Again, it doesn't necessarily mean the set-up on stage is bigger, but it does something with the overall scale. Here's Hong Kong 2014:

Compared to these Her Majesty's Theatre is way more intimate, both in Maria Bjørnson's original proscenium design and chandelier:

And the new wider and angel-less design for the revival:

Just to continue showing the range of set-ups... I suspect one of the smallest stages they've performed the show has been in Copenhagen. The stage is tall, but narrow, and quite cramped backstage. They were originally told no when they wanted to do the show, due to the backstage and understage space. But they came up with lots of methods to make sets foldable, collapable or deconstructable, and hoisting furniture and set pieces up in the air. And they made it work. Very well! But this production didn't feature any side sculptures, just like the riginal Stockholm production where they got the sets from, to not obstruct side view of the already narrow stage.

Now compare those proportions (and especially the Golden Angel, which I don't think differ a lot in size between productions) to the Las Vegas stage... quite the difference, both with and without the side boxes in the auditorium.

...and that has been today's proscenium and stage nerding... Hah!

[layer-10-love]

Lady Moon.

2012 leo x reader-

As the leader or the team, Leo tended to be more focused in leading and less interested in other ‘lesser’ hobbies. So it’s a bit of a surprise when you find a romance novel underneath his pillow.

aka, boy fail cringe leo (affectionate) also i wrote this like in 40 minutes so apologies for bad writing

As the appointed leader, Leo tried to be serious and mature about his role;with no help from his brothers. Strong, calm, confident, stoic and mature was what he was supposedly was. Unfortunately, anyone that knew him for more than a few minutes would know that he is none of these things. At least to a certain extent.

Truth is, Leo…was a big fat nerd. No surprise there. He liked watching space heroes and often gushed about it to the nearest living creature, giving them new meaningless memories and a massive headache. He liked making stupid jokes and god awful puns. It was honestly sorta cute to you.

What was a surprise was the book that was underneath his pillow. You technically weren’t supposed to be going through his things, but he technically should’ve given back that black cat plushie you let him borrow for Halloween. Picking up the book, you glance over the title.

‘The Man and the Moon.’

From the looks of it, it was a romance novel.

…Leo? Leon? Leonardo? Fearless?

You never pegged him for the type to read romance books, hell, you never pegged him for the type to read things other than Japanese literature or comic books.

‘A classic romance novel tells the story of two star-crossed lovers, Max and Luna - both literally and figuratively. Max is a successful businessman who has dedicated his entire life to making his dreams come true, and Luna is a quiet and mysterious woman who seems to have a special connection with the moon. Despite coming from different backgrounds, Max and Luna quickly find themselves drawn to each other, and they must navigate the rocky terrain of love and discover the true meaning of happiness.’

You read as you skimmed over the summarization of the novel. It seemed like a good read! But, if you talked to Leo about your little discovery, you’d probably be in for another classic Leo Lecture about not snooping. Again, it was fair in your humble opinion.

And if you shared this information with his brothers, he would be ridiculed and mocked by his brothers, despite them having weirder hobbies. Aka, Mikey and his weird obsession with boiling pizza. Ah, brotherly love.

You made a mental note on the book and carefully stored it away underneath Leo’s soft pillow.

He doesn’t need to know.

——-

Leo seemed to be busy more often than usual, with the lame excuse of being occupied with meditation and training in his room.

Which was a bummer since tonight was a movie night with everyone. Raph, Mikey, Donnie, April and even Casey were here!

You huffed and sat on the floor in front of Mikey who was sitting on the couch.

“So, what shitty slasher flick are we watching tonight?”

Raph grinned menacingly while holding a dvd and standing in front of the television.

“It’s not a slasher film, god knows Mikey would have nightmares again. Not that I’m against the idea of Mikey suffering, but I don’t want to have to let him sleep in my bed again.”

Mikey cheered from the back,

“I knew you cared about me! See, Casey? Raph likes me more than you.”

Casey frowned and groaned.

“C'mon! Do we really have to watch a baby version of scary movies?! What happened to entertainment and morality?”

“I’m surprised you know the word, ‘morality’”, teased April.

“Nah, I think he’s just throwing out random words and hoping that one of them will make sense. Remember when he said that we should ‘photosynthesis’ and ‘equilibrium’ with the enemy?”, you add mockingly, “You almost made Donnie pop a blood vessel.”

Speaking of Donnie, he rushed right through his lab door carrying multiple blueprints and plans for whatever new project he was working on.

“Hey four eyes! Gonna join us for crappy baby's first horror flick?”

“Why do you call me four eyes, Casey? I’ve never even worn glasses before, so why would you nickname me something that doesn't make any sense?”

“Easy.”, started Casey, “Glasses make you a nerd. YOU are a nerd without glasses, therefore you need glasses since you’re a nerd.”

“Casey connecting the dots? Hell must’ve flown over and pigs must’ve learnt to fly.”, you snickered.

After a whole debate between Donnie and Casey, the pizza was brought by Mikey and the rest of the snacks were laid on the floor by April and Raph. Monthly movie nights were truly a miracle.

But, there’s something missing.

“Where’s Leo?”, Mikey questioned while taking a disgustingly large bite of his pizza.

“Fearless? Eh, he’s probably in the dojo training like always.”

“Probably, but usually everyone joins for these types of things! Do you think he’s training or doing something else?”

“If you care so much why don’t you ask him for yourself, [Name]?”, Raph says, really not caring about anything else other than the movie that he picked.

You grumble and reluctantly head over to Leo’s room, hoping that he wasn’t doing teenage boy activities. Ugh.

You considered knocking on his door, but then you remembered the plushie he never returned and slammed the door open.

Leo scrambled off the bed and onto the ground, holding a familiar book before throwing it off into the distance, praying you didn’t see. He chuckled nervously while leaning suspiciously on his bed.

“Oh! Hey, [Name]…! Uh…do you need something?”

He seemed so anxious and nervous…it was actually kinda cute! It’s like you have two little creatures on your shoulder, each one trying to give you a way to navigate this whole situation.

‘Leave him alone and give him space! That’s the nice thing to do.’, says the one on your right shoulder.

‘Get the book and make fun of him!!!’, giggles the one on your left shoulder.

…it’s obvious who won.

“What were you reading, Leo?” You ask with a teasing grin, watching him squirm under your gaze.

“Oh…uh me? Uhm…comic books! Yeah comic books! I was reading a really weird part so that’s why I was surprised when you came in and…”

Whatever other words that were being soren from him was ignored, you only think about how oddly adorable it was.

You glance at where the book was hastily hidden and chuckled.

“What comic was it?”

Before Leo could make another desperate and obvious lie, you quickly snatched up the book from where he tossed it and read the title. It was the same one as before.

“The Man and the Moon?”, you teased.

“That isn’t mine! April just asked me to hold on to it for her!”, he blushed as he tried to regain his confidence and composure.

“Cmon, Leo, we both know you can’t lie to save your shell.”

He paused and looked away, blushing furiously and fidgeting with his fingers. You sighed and took his hand.

“Hey.”, you look into his eyes. “I pinky swear that I won’t tell your brothers. You know how they are.”, you think back to the time Raph was found playing a dating simulator, and how the bickering lasted for weeks.

“Plus,”, you continued, “it’s not the worst thing you've ever done.”

“…You don’t think it’s weird?”, he asked cautiously.

“Why would it be weird? Like, people read romance all the time.”

“But, y’know…I’m a guy…and a mutant turtle…and well…”

You shrugged and climbed onto his bed, leaning against his plastron once you had sat down next to him.

“Romance is nice, I guess. It’s just another genre in a variety of genres.”, you felt and heard his heart thump faster as he gulped nervously.

“So…”, You started, “Are you gonna go to movie night or what?”

Leo’s eyes widened as he seemed to have a revelation.

“The movie! Crap, I forgot about that!”

[stillsolo]

🚩🚩

send me a 🚩 and i’ll share my unpopular rpc opinions and hot takes.  bonus points if you include a specific topic to talk about, like follower count, softblocking, graphics, etc.

wow, okay!  this took me a lot longer to answer than i would’ve thought. nobody sent in topics ( which is okay! ) but without direction, my laidback attitude about everything ended up hurting me in the long run lmfao   but now i’m here!!  better late than never, eh?  tagging others who also sent in something, mainly because i’ve realized i’m chill and got nothing more to say than this it seems  @fifthdimensicn @lightburnsyou @techniiciian ( thank you for sending something!! )

i’ll preface this by saying i have nothing against anyone.   i am just a massive childhood star wars nerd, who basically learned english through the canon/legends movies, games, books, and writing fanfic etc.   so, i’m rather well read on star wars and have a tendency to be uhhh. autistic lol  stringent, for want of a better word, about the universe lore.   overall, i don’t care whether or not people agree; this is just a topic i lowkey struggle to understand yet see far too often.   why people willingly step into this paradox is beyond me!

anyway, if your muse is canonically a force-null in star wars, yet you create a serious, fleshed-out jedi verse for them, then i can’t help but think you don’t actually love your muse as much as you think you do.

of course, you’re totally allowed to have fun—i am not against fun; i’m actually all for breaking and bending verses to my will—and i understand getting bored with the same verses you’ve played in for years and years.   but when this reinterpretation becomes a serious endeavor—like, you’re really out here recontextualizing the entirety of star wars, including its characters, regardless of how ooc it would be to do so, just to fit this verse??   that’s where you lose me lol

for clarity: force nulls are simply people who are not outwardly force-sensitive, aka an individual who cannot consciously sense or interact with the force.   so, think han solo, padmé amidala, or even captain rex and the clones etc.   these are people who stand tall without the force, relying instead on their resourcefulness, resilience, and humanity.

i know the arguments.    i’m well aware some would argue that han and padmé could be considered “lowkey force-sensitive” in their own way, and i’m actually very inclined to agree—to a point.   these two do exhibit qualities that some might attribute to a higher-than-average midichlorian count: padmé’s marksmanship and her negotiation skills; han’s brilliant piloting and uncanny luck that often defies logic.   but yeah, that’s also the whole damn point—they’re exceptional because they lack the force, not in spite of it.

here, lemme use padmé as my primary example because i already know the concept of han being a jedi sounds absolutely absurd lol ( or at least it should if you know him at all 💀 )

let’s imagine a world where padmé is suddenly a jedi, wielding the force with all the grace of a trained knight.   it’s a pretty popular verse i’ve mostly seen outside of rp—and it’s utterly baffling to me.   sure, it’s an interesting twist, but it’s also a strange one.   why?  well, in my honest opinion: in making padmé overtly force-sensitive, you strip away everything that makes her outstanding.

she is extraordinary precisely because she isn’t outwardly force sensitive.  her ability to connect with people, her unparalleled empathy, and her deftness at negotiation are what sets her apart.  outward force sensitivity would rob her of these defining traits and generally diminishes her skillset—because the ability to sense emotions, to read others with an almost prescient understanding—is not a unique power, but rather one of the many force-given gifts jedi possess.  if padmé could sense others’ thoughts, how would her talents at diplomacy and empathy stand out?  just like that, what once set her apart would be merely an extension of the jedi arsenal.

the same applies to han!  this is why i’ve never written a force-sensitive han solo and likely never will.   his disbelief and distrust in anything he can’t see or feel for himself is paramount to his disposition / mentality as a character.   in the movies, he’s your taste of hard cynicism; he’s introduced as a reality check right after luke and ben’s floaty nonsense about the force.   ya feel me?   han solo is remarkable not because he’s imbued with mystical powers, but because he doesn’t have them.   he survives, thrives, and outsmarts the galaxy without supernatural powers to lean on.   to make han force-sensitive would be to strip away the very core of his character.

all in all, these characters, these force nulls, are extraordinary because they don’t rely on the force.   they are exceptional in spite of it, and i don’t really understand why anyone would make a concerted effort to take that away from them.

[daemon-in-my-head]

Okay, lemme ramble about my lovely little gremlin for a short while (this is basically a chronological list). Fair warning though canon is a challenge and I intend to win with my '40 years post epilogue, gort never died trash fire of a durgetash bit'.

Suppose I should start simple. His name is Fionnlagh, his nickname Fine, his old alias (yk the one from Gort) is 'Elli/Ellifain'. Atp he goes by Fine. All of these names have meanings cuz I'm insane.

Hes ~200 years old.

Was originally created as a failsafe by Bhaal, in case the original Bhaalspawn fuck up. When yoinking a soul, Bhaal however, did not anticipate this one could fuck up as well.

Speaking of, you remember the throwaway line from Scel in Act 1 regarding a certain bet that is never eluded to? Yeah so I decided Corellon and Bhaal made a bet pertaining a particular stolen elven soul (they are finite after all). The winner is yet to be decided.

Regarding how the gremlin fucked up; got locked away in the Shadow Fell aka Shars domain for a hot century there. Pros; no Bhaal or Scel. Cons; it's the shadowfell.

He's a shadow sorcerer but not by creation. Rather he just acquired that while being exposed to the shadow curse for so long. Titans don't hold up well against curses of higher deities.

He knows the Flymms. He had encounters with one way back before Gortash was even a possibility. He's also not aware Gortash is one of those Flymms.

Upon eventually making his way out of a place that is death and decay in physical form he immediately dipped to Calimshan. Tis where the fucks first met, without knowing obv.

Cue a few decades of cult indoctrination, projecting his dead adopted sister onto Orin and the usual durgetash shenanigans. Except this Durge has a very twisted relationship with Bhaal and worship.

The reason for said relationship is that he remembers. He actually had a nice childhood and adopted family. Until he came of age, which, for elves, happens rather late. He's fully aware of how messed up it is what Bhaal did to him, but he is also his creator.

Shit with Gort is about as messy as you'd assume. He's the first person in over a century who sees him as an individual, a monstrous individual but something greater than just Bhaals creation nonetheless. People stuck in solitude and forced to kill everything they ever adored will quickly ignore all red flags to devote themselves anyway.

Gorts view on him is... Something. It's not soft or lovely, it's something between gaining a rare specimen to study and having someone who understands whatever little remains of your humanity constantly waging a war.

Oh right I should mention the miserable gremlin has a martyr complex. Losing countless people may result in you willingly destroying yourself over harming just another person you don't outright despise. He's exceptionally protective to the point it's nearly possessive.

Massive nerd too. Has ever since loved studying the arcane, medicines and poisons. You gotta know what can heal in order to kill and vice versa. Also comes in handy if you can read draconic script thanks to your Netherese creator.

Have your situationship pick up on your unique skills and absolutely exploit them for the Absolute Plot but go along willingly cuz of aformentioned issues.

Cue some bg3 shenanigans, Bhaalspawn loosing their memories, defying Bhaal but still having this slight flaw of a complex and deciding to spare the obviously horrible person but the person who knows you nonetheless.

Find out that person found you after being brutally tortured and experimented on by a mad necromancer and leaving you for dead.

On top of that find out the only reason you clung to the remains of your awful life and begged a god to spare you just a little longer was for the person that left you for dead.

Decide to leave the city after saving it and wander aimlessly for a few years, thinking a monstrosity such as yourself should've never existed in the first place and that a dull weapon without anyone to wield it is better left to rot.

Get discovered by the Drow you saved and who truly understood you when you couldn't even make sense of yourself and decide to join her cause, if only to repay her.

Develop some sort of closeness with said Drow as you continue to fight in the civil war she instigated for a decade or two. New career branch unlocked; warmonger.

Forget that you're a monstrosity created by a god with weird kinks and accidentally continue a legacy of bloodshed and guilt by means of having a happy little accident with the Drow you've come to like.

Continue to have a mental breakdown over what you've just done and condemned them to while the marks left by wielding a curse, becoming closer to a mortal by defying your godly creator and decades of fighting start to show in your failing body.

Lose the drow. Cut away the thing she adored and lose one eye. Swallow your agony because you still have a singular, precious thing left to protect.

Return to the city and roots you barely remember hell-bent on exploiting them to keep your treasure safe and happy and finding ways to keep the curse gnawing away at you at bay for just long enough to see it through.

Meet the man who accomplished a great deal of his ambitions and grew somewhat restless over the years again. The only man who remembers how you were. The one who loathes you for abandoning him and what you had.

Oh also his adopted family was part of an elven house. A fallen house. A house of traitors who fucked around with Mythals. He does not remember. He goes back to using that name.

And from this point onwards, a lot of shit happens, and all of it is his fault. And he knows. Oh God does he know.

[fxdiizzy]

Racer AU with @chheees !!

Kagekao is a biker

Ben's father kinda work with him (aka fixing his motorcycle) and Ben often time sneak into the garage to peak

Ben's a massive car nerd and is kinda a fan of Kagekao, his father often shoo him away but if he's lucky Kage would let him stay!

Jack is a racer! (Don't ask how, I don't know either)

Him and Kagekao often meet under work related circumstances and through media

Ben like Jack's driving skills but don't really like him as a person (he's not a bad person, Ben just doesn't like *most* people)

EJs artwork by my good son @chheees ! :3

[xiyouyanyi]

Welcome!

@ryin-silverfish here, also known as "That person who talks a lot about FSYY and fox spirits".

This is my little LMK AU sideblog, which started off as a bunch of disjointed background notes for my fanfics, but developed into its own gigantic thing over time.

I've said elsewhere that, despite LMK (and many other JTTW adjacent works) lifting certain tidbits wholesale from FSYY——like Nezha's backstory or the Golden Dragon Shears, neither the show nor the fanworks really go into the implications of a FSYY/JTTW combined universe.

(For one, Zhao Gongming's three sisters, the Sanxiao, showing up to kick Jin and Yin's butts for stealing and breaking their treasure would be very satisfying, and also hella badass.)

Well, be the change you want, they said. 

So here it is: Journey of the Gods, aka "LMK, but FSYY is also canon and an extremely influential historical event".

Inspired by @digitaldoeslmk 's By the Book AU.

What even is FSYY?

"Ancient China's bloodiest bureaucracy recruitment program, kickstarted by a king who simped too hard for the creator goddess of humanity and the fox girl she sent to end his dynasty."

"I'll write my own God-Demon novel, with blackjacks and fox hookers and no Buddhist allegories!" ——Xu Zhonglin/Lu Xixing/Li Yunxiang

Okay, jokes aside: Investiture of the Gods(Fengshen Yanyi) is the other big "God-Demon Novel" of the Ming dynasty, written after JTTW. It's about the toppling of the Shang dynasty and its tyrannical King Zhou by King Wu of Zhou——but with more Daoism, immortals and demons helping out both sides, and ten billion magical formations and treasures. 

At the end of the story, almost everyone who died in battle were deified and became the 365 gods of the Celestial Bureaucracy, thus "Investiture of the Gods". 

Here is a link to the only full English translation of FSYY, by Gui Zhizhong.

Here is my overview of FSYY's grand overarching conflict, a.k.a. "Why are all the Daoist immortals fighting?" 

Compared to JTTW, it's a lot more formulaic and suffers from a massive character count inflation problem, but also extremely influential in Chinese folk religion, to the point of some modern temples, like Qingyang Palace, basically worshiping characters from the novel! Like, the western equivalent would be a church worshiping Dante and Beatrice from the Divine Comedy.

(Similarly, it is to orthodox Daoism what the Divine Comedy is to medieval Christian theology, and should not be treated as actual religious scriptures.)

Okay, FSYY happened in the LMK universe. So What?

Well, first, it will really do wonders to fill up that eerily empty Celestial Realm we see in the Spider Queen special, and the Celestial Bureaucracy will no longer consist of a grand total of five people.

Secondly, it can solve some major show-not-tell problems and actually give legitimacy to the grievances of the LMK Brotherhood + Havoc in Heaven, as well as fleshing out the Celestial Realm.

Third, so many cool magical treasures.

Fourth, LBD gets an origin story, with a twist.

Fifth, I delight in quality angst and horror, and FSYY had some seriously messed-up stuff and implications.

Sixth, Celestial Bureaucracy office politics.

Seventh, Nezha kicking asses and winning fights like he should.

Eighth, crazy Xianxia shit, as you’d expect from the great-granddaddy of modern Xianxia genre.

Ninth, infodumps about Chinese mythos and history trivias.

Tenth, Underworld lore.

...As you can probably tell, this is mostly just me nerding out and writing walls of texts. I'm not a very good artist and can't do Lego style, but will probably doodle some symbol/character designs for funsies.

I also derive most of my enjoyment from writing fix-its and worldbuilding, not shipping characters. Like, I love exploring individual characters through relationships, but just ain't a fan of romance.

There will be a lot of OCs, but unless otherwise specified, all of them will be based on actual characters from FSYY and JTTW, with a few folk gods sprinkled in for funsies.

With that taken care of: good luck and happy reading!