#(and 33 can be repaired. he’s constantly getting repaired.)

[autumnwoodsdreamer]

I ADORE Treasure Planet and a couple years back I read the Treasure Island book (which, of course, it’s based on). They are a little different (besides the space/sea difference but that’s more aesthetic than anything. Also, there’s more characters in the book which they skilfully condensed in the movie. And Jim’s a kid not a teen in the book) but they end the same with Silver doing the right thing and Jim and the others letting him leave rather than turning him over to the authorities.

It’s a beautiful ending. We have reconciliation and the rough old pirate (who’s done some truly terrible things but we have all come to love him anyway because, in the end, he did the right thing) gets to go off and have more adventures.

If we can rely on Treasure Island as a template for how the finale goes down, one of the kids (probably Wim) will get hurt (possibly by the pirates, possibly by the Supervisor or the droids or just some accident) and then Jod will have his change of heart/redemption, realizing this kid’s life means more than all the treasure in the galaxy

[heartsforvin]

WE CAN’T BE FRIENDS

we can’t be friends (wait for your love) - ariana grande

new layout for fics !! hope you like it (:

for the anon who asked for more angst, here you go ml , hope you enjoy !! <33

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; angst, use of pet names, cussing, break up, cheating, arguing, mentions of excessive alcohol use, mentions of sex, mentions of virginity (just in case), lmk if i missed anything !

summary; you and vinnie have a nasty break up, vinnie tries to stay friends no matter the hurt, but you don’t think that is possible

you and vinnie have been together since senior year of highschool, both of you in your twenties now.

it was fun for awhile, really fun, but recently you’ve felt the mood shift in your relationship. vinnie’s been distant, and more than usual.

you’re used to him being distant job wise, but he’s been emotionally and physically distant. that’s what scares you.

the two of you live in the same house, yet you feel like it’s just you and hera at times. vinnie comes home late, stays up late, and sleeps in until way past you get home from work.

you want to make this last, but feel the relationship is way beyond repair.

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“vinnie can you just listen to me for five minutes?!” you scream as the two of you walk into your shared apartment.

you slam your purse on the counter while vinnie slams the bedroom door, both of you acting like children but you won’t fully admit it.

walking to the couch, you smile when you see hera nestled against the arm. you sit down and gently grab her, placing her in your lap.

“your dad’s being a meanie.” you say to the cat as you scratch behind her ear.

hera purrs as you give her the love she’s been wanting all day, you smile as she nuzzles her head against you.

meanwhile, vinnie’s in his room, headset on as he blows off some steam streaming. it’s the one thing he can do right now that won’t piss him off.

well, besides all the comments asking where you were. his fans know the two of you live together, so saying you’re at ‘home’ would mean at his place.

right now he really wishes you didn’t live with him. you’re not even in the room yet he feels like you’re breathing down his neck.

constantly asking how he is, what he was doing out so late, why he’s sleeping in so late again.

it was like a never ending cycle, and he didn’t know what to do. he’s been drinking way more than usual, partly the reason why he’s asleep most of the day, but he’s not telling you that.

what you also don’t know is that, about two weeks ago he had stepped into a bar to get away from you and the constant bickering, but soon managed to fuck everything up.

vinnie loves you, he has since senior year of high school. he knew the relationship wouldn’t last forever, but he just further proved that weeks ago.

he didn’t mean for it to happen, he was way too drunk and way too out of it. he knows that is no excuse, but it’s the truth.

vinnie knows how much you love him, and that sometimes it hurts you because of how much you do. that’s why he hates that he has to tell you this.

it wasn’t just one mere little kiss, it was more than that, and that’s why he’s so scared to tell you.

vinnie was the first person you allowed to see you, and he knew that meant a lot to you. he knows that once you know that he did more than just kiss another woman, it’s going to completely ruin you.

“guys i’m hoppin’ off for the night, ill be back in a few days.” vinnie told his chat before turning off the stream for the night.

he realized he needed to tell you the truth on why he’s been so distant in all aspects.

carefully opening his bedroom door, he sees you curled up on the couch with hera. he smiles to himself, this sight definitely not helping the screaming match that’s about to occur.

he almost doesn’t want to wake you, knowing you need the sleep since you barely get it nowadays.

he can’t, though. you two need to talk this out, whether it’s actually talking or arguing, it needs to be done.

“baby, hey,” vinnie can’t help but use the infamous pet name as he shakes you awake softly. “wake up.”

you stir awake, rubbing your eyes as you look up at your boyfriend. “ hey, you.” you say sheepishly.

it was almost as if you didn’t yell at him an hour ago, for what you cannot remember.

hera wakes up too and walks on the arm of the couch and nuzzles her head on her dad’s tattooed hand.

vinnie picks her up and cradles her in his arms as if she’s an actual baby. after a few minutes he sets her on the ground and he sits beside you.

“we need to talk.”

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“you..what..?” you’re baffled at what your boyfriend just explained to you.

you can’t help but let out a weak laugh on instinct. vinnie looks at you, a puzzled expression clearly written all over his face.

you stand up, pacing in a circle as you try to take in what vinnie said. you can’t focus, you can’t think, absolutely nothing is going on in your head.

“so, you’re telling me that the reason you’ve been so distant in both ways — emotionally and physically — is because you’ve been fuckin’ someone else?!”

that is definitely not the news you thought it would’ve been. you thought it would’ve been like he said — him out at a club for most of the day and getting too drunk to comprehend anything. definitely not cheating.

“bab-no!” you cut him off with a loud yell, almost scaring yourself. “you do not get to ‘baby’ me when you know how important losing my virginity meant to me! you were the first guy to show me true, genuine, unconditional love, and you decide to just throw it away?”

tears began to flood your vision, nothing made sense. were all those years just nothing to him? you thought you’d marry him, mother his children, apparently he didn’t think that far ahead.

vinnie sighs as he holds his head in his hands. “i know i fucked up.” you hear him mumble.

you scoff, crossing your arms over your chest. “you did more than fucked up, vinnie.” he looks up at you as you practically stare daggers into his eyes.

he can feel your hurt, he understands. this happened to him years ago with past relationships, yet he doesn’t know why he did it.

vinnie stands and walks to you. “sorry can’t fix this, i know. please just hear me out.”

you roll your eyes. you don’t want to hear it. how can he justify sleeping with someone else while with you.

“i don’t wanna fuckin’ hear it, vinnie,” you sigh. you go to the kitchen counter and grab your purse.

“sweetheart, dont go, come on.” vinnie grabs your purse from your hold. “i don’t wanna fight-“

“well too late because we’re past that. should’ve thought of that before you cheated.”

the urge to break down in tears is so strong, and you almost did. you don’t want to show him your hurt, even if he can see it already.

you grab your purse from vinnie and put it back on the counter. vinnie smiles at you, glad you’re not leaving, but you just give him a glare as you walk by.

“can you please let me explain?” vinnie asks as the two of you sit on the couch, hera following and sitting on your lap.

sighing heavily, you nod your head, letting him know that he can explain to you.

“we’ve been fighting nonstop for weeks, i needed to relive the stress. one drink lead to two, two lead to three and before i could think i’m with this girl and we’re..”

you sob quietly into your palm at the thought of vinnie with someone else. vinnie looks at you sympathetically, hurting all over at the fact he just broke your trust.

“why couldn’t you just come to me? you didn’t need to shut me out. vinnie, we haven’t done anything in weeks, and this is why?”

you’re so confused. you don’t know what’s going on in his head but you know he needs help.

“i was scared, scared of this exact reaction. i had no doubt you were going to flip out like that, but i just didn’t want to lose you.”

except now he knows he’s about to. maybe if it was just an innocent kiss the two of you could’ve talked it out and made up. it was way more than that, though.

you stay silent for a long time and that makes his anxiety skyrocket, wondering what you’re thinking.

you’re thinking that the man you quite literally gave yourself to for the past few years just completely shattered your heart and betrayed your trust.

“we can work— no, vinnie, we can’t work this out!” you shout at him as tears escape your eyes.

all he wants to do is hug and comfort you. vinnie absolutely hates seeing you upset, and seeing as you’re upset because of him is a different kind of hurt.

you scoff, wondering how he could even think that the two of you can try to mend this problem.

“i’ve loved you since i was eighteen and we’re almost twenty-three. do you know how much that hurts me?” your voice cracks as you speak, making vinnie’s heart ache.

he sighs, obviously understanding. “it hurts me just as much as you, sweetheart.” there it is, the pet name. you don’t have it in you to tell him it hurts way more when he uses them.

you’re silent for a moment and that only makes vinnie’s anxiety skyrocket. he doesn’t know what you’re thinking, other than that you can no longer trust him.

“i need a minute.” you say as you wipe your tear stained cheeks.

you walk and grab your purse off the counter, vinnie watching as you do. he doesn’t stop you though, he knows you need space.

hours passed and you finally returned back to the apartment. vinnie gives you a weak smile when he sees you enter the room. you reciprocate, putting your head down after.

you walk to the couch and pet hera who is sleeping. you smile at the cat, realizing just how much you’ll miss her.

“i know this can’t be fixed,” you breathe in heavily when you hear him speak for the first time in hours. “but could we still be friends?”

you almost want to bust out laughing at his question. he hurt you this bad and he still wants to remain friends?

“i don’t think that’s a good idea.” you say truthfully.

vinnie understands completely, he thought he could at least try to ask.

the room falls silent for a few minutes before vinnie speaks. “so this is it?” he asks.

you nod your head with a small smile. “i have a friend i can stay with until i find my own place, it won’t be long.” you tell him.

he nods and soon the two of you head into his room so you can start packing up your things.

even though the two of you can’t be friends, he can still pretend, right?

we can’t be friends, but i’d like to just pretend.

HEYYYYY IM BACK !!! (def gonna leave for another week) just kidding i won’t 🥲

i hope you guys liked this !!! i need to write more angst so send in requests if you have any !! i love seeing what you guys come up w for fics !!!

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[kitkatt0430]

17, 33, 35, 44, 50 for OTP Asks (coldflash) please

17.) Who's more likely to pull the other in by the waist and kiss them passionately?

Hmmm, this is a tough one. I think it's something they both do, but who does it most?

Barry definitely has a kink for being manhandled and taken care of. He's constantly having to be the hero and on top of things and so having Len take charge, pull him close and demand kisses... it's nice to just give in. He trusts Len whether it's with something small and romantic like this or, uh... other things. ;) So Len enjoys taking advantage of this in order to draw Barry close and kiss him whenever he wants.

Conversely, Len likes that despite being a twig in human form (until his thirties anyway), Barry can still push him around if he wants. Len definitely enjoyed being shoved around by Barry in S2, though he was definitely wishing for a kiss there. So I think his preference is less being pulled in by Barry and more by being shoved against a hard surface and crowded in by Barry, but he does enjoy getting pulled forward, into Barry's arms, and kissed senseless too.

I think, ultimately, Len is more likely to pull Barry into a kiss, but it's definitely something that goes both ways.

33.) Who's the better cook?

Barry. Len's not a lethal chef or anything like that and he enjoys cooking with Barry because it's something he's doing with Barry. But for it's own sake, Len's more of an 'eat what's convenient' type. Whereas Barry is very much a 'shows love through food' type.

Mick supports the relationship in part because he's no longer the only one making sure Len doesn't wind up with scurvy for avoiding his veggies.

35.) Who's more artistic?

Probably Barry. He can sketch really well and I can see him doing the ADHD cycle through various artsy hobbies. (I do this. Best to keep the projects in what are doable chunks for me or something I can put down and pick up again a few months or a year down the line.)

I think Lewis really stunted Len's artistic talents. He strikes me as the kind of father who sees his son taking art classes or home ec and gets super homophobic about it. Len expresses his creative side through his heist plans. He's maybe starting to allow his creativity roll into creating things - starting from learning how to repair and then recreate the Cold Gun to adapting what he learned to create ice grenades and the like. But overall, Barry's much more of the artsy sort.

44.) Who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? Would the other join in or watch from the doorway?

Barry is absolutely the dancer. We see that in canon with him dancing around in the kitchen in his boxers making breakfast. He will dance around and sing to music on the radio/streaming on his phone when he cooks alone - especially if he's cooking something special for Len. Romantic dinner? Barry is extra bouncy while he cooks and sets up a candle lit dinner.

Len won't admit it, but he finds it really charming how Barry romances him and he does try to romance Barry in return. But when Barry's dancing around in the kitchen, he definitely loves to stand back and watch. Just kind of take in that this ridiculous man loves him so much.

50.) who's more likely to do something out of spite?

I'd say initially it's Len. He's used to pushing people away and he expects eventually he'll push Barry away too and gets snippy and spiteful about things. But Barry's stubborn and as Len realizes that it'd take a hell of a lot to run Barry off, he starts to relax and accept that what they have is actually going to last and his tendency to say spiteful things while angry tapers off.

Barry isn't at first because he's had to learn to be very careful with his relationships and choose his battles with Joe. He'd argue to hell and back about his dad's innocence, but he was very afraid of Joe not wanting him anymore so he got in the habit of swallowing down his feelings about things until they boil over. He's a lot more likely to do this when something's triggered his trauma reactions. The first time Len realizes that Barry flipped out over something relatively minor with him and talking it out later reveals it was really because Barry was already on edge over something Team Flash did that triggered him that his team dismissed as inconsequential? Len absolutely reads them the riot act about the way they treat Barry's mental health so dismissively.

I think once Barry's trauma responses start being taken seriously and his boundaries are better respected, the spiteful responses become less likely to show up too. That said, I think maybe he still struggles with it more than Len.

[gingermintpepper]

SO BASICALLY,

The general concept is that Hyacinthus, the (secret) sixth prince of Laconia is sent to Olympia to help out after the catastrophic earthquake that's completely paralysed the town. He gets there, he's given his land and he finds this cool statue of his Very Handsome Man on his land and would you look at that, the Very Handsome Statue is talking to him and introduced himself as Apollo, how nice-!

In short, it's something of a domestic mystery - much like in Fields of Mistria itself, the earthquake has awakened old magic in Olympia once more due to interfering with the seals far below the earth. Hyacinthus, motivated to help Apollo get his lost memories back and for the good of the town, traverses down the mines so he can break the seals and, in the process, maybe un-statue the really hot guy that's sharing this farmland with him.

Below the cut I'll put the list of the characters I assigned to the townspeople if you're interested <33

Farmer → Hyacinthus

Sent by the Adventurer’s Guild to help repair Olympia. Is the only one that can hear the voice of the Radiant from the statue on his farm. Sixth prince of Laconia, still in contact with his family, wanted to help his people after the disaster. 

Caldarus → Apollo

A God of old Olympia, used to be widely worshipped but is now sealed away deep under the earth. Has lost most of his memories along with much of his power but has recently reawakened due to a disaster which disrupted his seals. Can only communicate to Hyacinthus through the statue on his farm.  

Balor → Hermes

A prolific merchant who excels at delivering quality goods in unorthodox places. Took a special interest in Olympia after the disaster and remained the town’s sole contact to the outside world in the wake of their bridge collapsing. Always smiling and extremely mysterious - he has suspiciously low prices despite the danger of his work. 

Nora → Demeter

Head of Olympia’s Chamber of Commerce and co-owner of the General Store in town. Works closely with both Hermes and Hektor to keep the town running smoothly as well as coordinate the restoration of Olympia after the disaster. 

Holt → Triptolemus 

Co-owner of the General Store and Demeter’s life partner. Extremely reliable but a bit lost without Demeter’s instructions, he’s extremely skilled at cultivating crops and is responsible for stocking the general store with seasonal seeds and saplings. Strictly vegetarian.

Celine → Persephone

Demeter’s daughter and an avid lover of flowers. Constantly busy with the beautification of Olympia when she’s not researching the rare and mythical flora of Olympia’s past. She handles stocking the general store with seasonal flower seeds and furniture. Is in a secret relationship with Hades, one of the merchants from out of town.

Dell → Pelops

Demeter’s ward and a greatly troubled child. Rambunctious with a very vivid imagination, he has big dreams of returning to the capital and taking his rightful place as a Duke. Due to the remote nature of Olympia, it is the perfect place for him to be hidden away from his father’s madness and, luckily, no one in Olympia takes his tales seriously. Demeter worries about him endlessly.

Eiland → Cassandra

The younger child of the Baron and Baroness of Olympia, she is greatly concerned with the history and architecture of Olympia. Extremely perceptive and always on the lookout for more hints about Olympia’s buried past. Founded the History Society so she could more effectively research her current obsession, the scattered steles of a long dead god.

Adeline → Hektor

The elder child of the Baron and Baroness of Olympia, after the disaster struck he dedicated himself to restoring Olympia at all costs. He truly believes in the people and potential of this town and though he has never been particularly superstitious, he has found himself more inclined to pray and pay attention to natural omens since starting this project. He personally dedicates himself to working alongside Hyacinthus for the sake of restoring Olympia to its former glory. 

Elsie → Paris

Older relative of the Baron and a Count, he agreed to look after Hektor and Cassandra in Olympia while their parents were away. Seems to prefer Olympia’s quieter countryside but always has a story or two to tell about his exploits in the Capital. Seems especially fond of a particular man and woman he left behind in favour of coming to live with the Baron and his family.

Juniper → Penthesilea

A foreign woman who has not entirely settled into Olympia. Runs the bathhouse and gym and spends a lot of time on the Eastern Road. Is especially interested in the seals and inscriptions scattered around Olympia but staunchly refuses to join the History Society. Apparently, she is not very fond of Orpheus. 

Valen → Orpheus

The extremely skilled but extremely reserved town doctor. He has a clinic in the town centre and mostly keeps to himself, though he is especially fond of flowers and trees. Doesn’t speak much and instead prefers to write his thoughts down or communicate with sign language. Wears a wedding ring but notably, lives alone.  

Olric → Zephyrus

The older of the blacksmithing duo, a gentle man with a big heart. Part of the History Society and very enthusiastic about life, he was part of a skilled band of adventurers called the ‘Anemoi’ before eventually retiring and moving to Olympia. Spends a lot of his time on high hills and summits and can speak the language of flowers. Is good friends with Persephone.

March → Dionysus

The younger of the blacksmithing duo and undoubtedly the more skilled craftsman of the two, has been working extremely hard to help put the town to rights after the disaster and is a bit on edge because of it. Super welcoming and friendly but also somewhat unsettling due to his intensity, doesn’t actually care much about smithing and would much rather spend his days making wine casks and custom drinking cups.

Hemlock → Asclepius

Co-owner of the Sleeping Eclipse Inn and the town doctor before Orpheus moved in. He’s an anchor of the town and the inn is Olympia’s beating heart. Extremely well-read and a skilled luthier he helps wherever he can. Due to some difficulties with his health after the disaster, his family has been forcing him to take it easy. Cries every time he hears Orpheus sing.

Josephine → Epione

Co-owner of the Sleeping Eclipse Inn and the town veterinarian. She’s a powerful woman, the second tallest person in Olympia and very intimidating on first glance because of it. Despite this, she is extremely gentle-natured and always has a smile for those who enter her doors, works closely with Aristaeus to ensure the town’s internal supply of animal produce isn’t threatened, especially after the massive losses taken after the disaster. Was a ranger before she met Asclepius and still has her horse, Miel.

Reina → Iaso

Eldest child of Asclepius and Epione, was educated in the Capital but came home in a huff due to a major blowout with her boss at the hospital she worked at. Currently studying the healing power of food and cooking and works as the Sleeping Eclipse’s chef while she does her research. Is extremely concerned about her father’s health but refuses to let it show.  

Luc → Machaon

Middle child of Asclepius and Epione, he is determined to become a surgeon and surpass his father’s legend. Very smart young lad and one of the few people in town who completely believes Pelops’ stories, he loves small animals like insects and birds and often tries to nurse any small injured creature he can find back to health. Is fascinated by Pelops’ shoulder prosthetic and hopes to one day be able to make such a difference for someone else.

Maple → Hygeia

Youngest child of Asclepius and Epione, is a  twin but her sister died shortly after being born. Despite never knowing her sister, Hygeia struggles with a deep sense of loneliness and grief that has only recently started to ease with the help of the townspeople. Adores Orpheus and often spends the day shadowing him in the hopes of hearing him sing or play his lute. She is the only one Orpheus talks to about his dead wife.

Ryis → Thamyris

A carpenter who studied music in the Capital, came to Olympia shortly before the disaster at his friend’s request and was trapped after the bridge collapsed. Has a bit of a poor attitude due to once having big dreams of becoming a famous bard but is now too attached to Olympia to leave, no matter how much he grumbles about its backwater nature. Is convinced there’s something singing in the mines but is completely useless with a sword. 

Landen → Hippolytus

Owner of the Red-tailed Stag House of Carpentry (or the Stag House for short) and a very good friend of Thamyris. He gave up on urban life a long time ago and is dedicated to living in oneness and harmony with nature. Strictly vegetarian and kind of a stickler for his views being respected, he’s been on edge since the disaster since there’s been a massive change in the lands of Olympia. Most of the townspeople don’t take him seriously, but Penthesilea seems to think of him as a kindred spirit. He doesn’t work on the 6th or 16th of every month.  

Errol → Eros

Museum Curator, ex-adventurer and all around incredibly offputting guy, despite his open nature and pretty face, Eros seems to know everything about everything yet is unwilling to share that information with the rest of the town. His only delight seems to be the History Society and he is extremely pleased that Hyacinthus has decided to collect old artefacts and explore the mines. Apart from Cassandra, Eros is the only one that acknowledges the statue on Hyacinthus’ farm and occasionally passes by just to stare at it.  

Hayden → Aristaeus

Owner of Sweetwind Farm and the only other farmer in Olympia, Aristaeus has deep roots in this town and his family has lived and farmed here for generations. Skilled with animals and is extremely handy with preserving food, pressing olives into oil and keeping bees, he has almost single-handedly kept the town fed during the worst of the shortages brought on by the disaster despite the losses to his animals. Has a deep aversion to dogs and wishing stars. Seems to know a few things about Olympia’s history that no one else does but isn’t exactly eager to talk about it.

Terithia → Medea

A beautiful woman who lives alone on the beach. Has lived a long and eventful life and refers to Olympia as her ‘jail-cell’, her ‘gilded cage’ and her ‘death-house’ based on her mood. Much like Eros, she seems to know many things but is not inclined to let anyone else know, but unlike Eros, she very openly spins exciting tales of her youth when she was a court sorceress and princess. Though she doesn’t do much magic these days, she still has the knowledge and is always willing to decode some arcane knowledge for a price. 

Obviously there are a lot of liberties taken for the sake of the AU but that's the broad strokes of it. Thanks for asking about it @gotstabbedbyapen !!

[twopoppies]

Hey Gina, I wanted to throw my analysis brain in the ring regarding the discussion of she who must not be named, mostly cuz I've been seeing a lot of discussion regarding mutually beneficial PR and it's a great example.

So regarding Travis and T*ylor everyone needs to remember that all public figures want to be in the media and mostly they want things that make them look good.

T*ylor tends to have really good PR but she's had a bit of a hit this year in dating PR. The split between long-term beard Joe Alwyn and her, then the quick fling with controversial Matty Healy of the 1975 put her not in the best books dating rumors wise. She also has a pretty massive want for good PR, a massive concert tour that's going to Europe next year and Two re-releases of her former albums,the second of which occurs next month. Dating a "all-American" good boy puts her in a nice spotlight. Someone who just won the Super Bowl and is playing on the best team could also open her to even more audiences.

Well this shows what she has to gain, why would Travis want this amount of attention. First, he is 33, he's been in the NFL for 10 years, his position lasts about 12-14 if they don't get hurt. By being seen with her it puts him in a favorable spot to potentially score a nice gig following his playing career. Second, he has loyalty to the Kansas City Chiefs( yes I too hate this name), he has played his whole career there. With her their the game had over 24 million people watching over 10 million more than the week prior. Huge increase for the game.

My theory is that this is not just PR for Travis Kelce too, it's great PR for the NFL, which is something they constantly need since they get plenty of bad press. The NFL has also been trying to expand markets to Europe. With the first game of that expansion happening in London this weekend. By having such buzz around American Football, they can maybe get more people watching in Europe and not just the US.

I wouldn't be surprised if this is a longer PR relationship since she's probably going to put out her next rerelease in the beginning of next year then tour Europe with Kelce jumping along bringing more discussion of American Football and the NFL with him to Europe potentially helping the market expansion the NFL has been wanting for almost 5 years.

If this mutually beneficial PR works for T*ylor, someone we mostly view as not needing it and has the potential to repair bad press from other PR relationships, it's not far off to think that H wouldn't benefit similarly from Hussell.

P.S. I can't believe I just used my history teacher analysis to discuss a person and sport I don't even like lol, the things I do for Larry. Also sorry for discussing her, I just think she's and unfortunately good example for indepth analysis.

Yeah, it’s completely obvious that the pairing is 100% PR. In fact, it’s so obvious, it’s lit up like a neon sign you can see from Mars. But I didn’t know that about the NFL. That makes it even more clear and I think you’re very, very right.

People who really think someone like T*ylor doesn’t “need” PR don’t seem to use their brains very much. PR isn’t just for getting your name out there and becoming more famous.

[ralph-wreczycki]

Task 11: Intro & Connections

Name: Ralph Wreczycki Age: 33 Gender: Cis man (he/him) Occupation: Demolitions Expert at Fix-It-Felix’s Construction & Repairs Co. Sexuality: Bisexual Birthplace: Redwood Hollow Redwood Hollow Residency: Lifelong resident

FULL BIO | MUSINGS | HEADCANONS | ALL MUSES

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Ralph was born the second son, and often felt overshadowed by his older brother, who seemed to do everything better than him. He found the only way he could ever get attention was by throwing tantrums.

He eventually developed an anger management problem that plagued him throughout his adolescence. After graduating high school, his parents gave him an ultimatum and forced him to join the military.

While the military did get his behavior in line, it also left him with trauma. He believed it would all be worth it because he would come home a veteran and a hero.

When he returned from service, his parents had retired and moved away. His childhood home was bulldozed in favor of a new apartment building. No one seemed to care that he was back and he was left to fend for himself.

He moved into a trailer by the Redwood Dump and got a job at Fix-It-Felix’s as a demolitions expert. He does all the dirty work that nobody else wants to do, and his coworkers often leave him out.

He’s been vilified throughout town because he is known for ripping down trees, precious monuments, and beloved childhood memories. He always insists that he’s just doing his job, but it doesn’t bring back what he destroys.

He’s working hard to maintain his anger management issues, but is constantly being worn down by the grind.

PERSONALITY

Heated, hated, but hearty, Ralph always finds himself caught between a rock and a hard place. He just wants to be recognized for a job well done, but nobody in or out of the company seems to appreciate him for doing necessary work. It’s left him very demoralized and he can often come off as gruff and aloof because of it.

He’s not the brightest bulb in the box, but he tries very hard at everything he does. He can often be seen as obtuse, clumsy, and causing problems even when he doesn’t mean to.

Still, if people just gave him a chance, he’s sure he would treat them right. Whether that’s actually true or not remains to be seen.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

Friends: Ralph is extremely lonely and just wants people to like him. Give him a chance and he’ll back you up no matter what. However, be wary. If a friendship is formed, he can become possessive and jealous easily.

Enemies: In between his job and his huffy attitude, it is very easy to not like Ralph. Whether you’re passionate about the things he’s trying to demolish or just find him unbearable, it’s likely he will meet your scorn head on.

Locals: Ralph grew up here so he’d most likely know anyone else who did, especially people around his age who he may have gone to school with.

Exes/Previous Hook-ups: Ralph has tried dating over the years, but it usually doesn’t work out, and it’s usually because of him. Both genders, though he is more secretive about his relationships with men.

Lovers/Current Hook-ups: Despite all his previous failure, he is still desperately trying to get someone to love him. Sometimes it’s only for a night, but really, he is looking for something more.

Bar Buddies: Every night after work, Ralph goes to the bar for a drink or two. He very rarely gets drunk, but it’s also his only way to connect with people. Whether in front of the bar or behind it, he probably knows you.

Litwack’s Arcade: In his free time, Ralph frequents the arcade, and is known for having many highscores, especially on older games.

Dumpster Divers: Ralph lives near the dump, so if you’re looking for something there, he might nosily ask what you’re doing.

Veterans: Whether or not they served together, Ralph attends veteran support groups and can have connections through that.

WANTED PLOTS:

High School Drama: Ralph tried really hard to be the “cool, popular” kid in high school. He was on the football team, he dated girls, and he bullied anyone lower than him on the food chain. Whether it be an ex-girlfriend or bullied nerd, your character ends up reconnecting after all these years.

Hey, I Recognize You!: Ralph had a brief period of internet virality in 2018, with many memes and quotable moments. Perhaps your character recognizes him and reminds him of what is honestly a very embarrassing time in his life.

Save the Trees!: While many people don’t like the work he does, your character despises it, and even starts to bother him outside of it. Ralph’s out here trying to live his life, but you will not rest until his reign of terror comes to an end.

An Easy Target: If you’re a troublemaker in need of someone to rile up, look no further than Ralph. It is very easy to wind him up and watch him explode.

TAKEN CONNECTIONS:

Enemies: Honeymaren Nattura @honeymxren, Tina Bell @xaspiringbeamoflightx, Flynn Rider @flynnxrider

Bar Buddies: Rita Jacobs @ritasaysrelax

Getting to Know: Anastasia Tremaine @itsme-anastasia, Sunny Scamsalot @sir-scamsalot, Minnie Myshkin @minniemyshkin

OTHER:

Bailey Lightfoot (Onward) would be his natural enemy and their rivalry would be legendary.

Definitely want some more Wreck-It-Ralph bios, particular Felix and Vanellope. I am fine with Felix canonically being the older brother who overshadowed him, or if he’s just his coworker/boss.

[the-6th-harbringer]

16. he speaks nore stilted and formal with people when he's not super comfortable with them

17. he gave you some of his clothes to wear

18. he keeps getting mad at anons for telling him things you didn't tell him, but doesn't get nearly as pissed when it's anyone else

19. proposed the deal of "you take care of yourself and i'll take care of myself" to make you at least hesitate before being self-destructive

20. he has said he prefers the danger that comes with you over the danger he faces without you because at least he has you

21. quote from earlier on "would I spend this much time arguing with you if I didn’t care about your existence?"

22. "i don't sacrifice myself for just anyone"

23. was prepared to take the long way into sumeru to find you when you were asleep those two weeks

24. immediately dropped whatever he was doing to prepare for you when you said you were coming to visit

25. has he done any actual work since you've been here? or has he prioritized you over earning money? this is a rhetorical question

26. was working on the sleeves even though he didn't know if you were even coming back or alive at all

27. speaking of the sleeves: dedicated a large portion of his time to making something for you that is entirely for your comfort, tailored to your needs specifically, and has asked for no payment

28. smiles when he sees you (is not known for smiling often, if ever)

29. repeatedly has vocalized his desire for you to be alive and in his life

30. actively seeks out contact with you when the opportunity presents itself

31. always asking how he can help you or if you need something from him

32. insists on cooking for you when he can (again significant bc the food thing)

33. accommodates when you're not verbal

34. wanted to go into the city w you despite not liking the people in the area he brought you to

35. he has, on several occasions, either thought or acted on feeling safe with you—important, because he also almost never feels safe outside of his own home, if you recall

36. is constantly brainstorming ways to help you in the future, like if you ever hypothetically lose an arm

37. just everything involved with repairing your hand bro. and not once did he belittle you for any of it!

38. makes sure you eat food and rest (can't believe i haven't said that one yet)

39. has said out loud he likes lying down with you

40. constantly wishing he could protect you from everything that hurts you

there, i think that's all of it, but also it's 2am and i haven't slept in almost 24 hours so excuse me if i missed anything 👍

This is true stalker behaviour.

[ He says this to deflect the fact that his face is tinted pink. ]

[gz8manage]

IT Service Management

Challenge

Demand for IT service desks is growing faster than staffing and budgets can keep up, leading to a series of problems that kill the user experience. Understanding the most common challenges can help businesses address them early on to operate smoothly and continue to achieve excellent customer satisfaction.

1. The IT service desk is overloaded with requests from different channels, and service personnel are constantly interrupted by new requests while solving problems for customers

IT services are expensive. Without effective processes, it is difficult to cost-effectively solve problems and get things done without sacrificing quality. The more time a service desk spends answering calls, sifting through emailed requests, responding to customer WeChat or QQ, or even video conferencing with customers, the less they can focus on problem-solving. The more channels there are, the more chances their work will be interrupted. Most of their time is taken up with figuring out customer problems rather than solving them.

2. It takes too much time for the IT service desk to resolve issues and some issues are even lost

The more a business needs technology, the more dramatically the need for immediate troubleshooting increases. Problems can quickly arise when the IT service desk receives too many requests to be processed and does not have the necessary communication tools. For example, one survey found that as many as 43 percent of IT service desks use email to track user requests. Productivity stalls when employees have to manually classify these requests.

Without a structured ticket receipt process and request tracking tools, IT service desks will miss opportunities to capture data that can help identify common problems and ultimately reduce time to resolve them in the future.

3. Recurring problems

Directly related to our previous challenges are vexing unresolved but recurring problems. Without good record keeping and data analysis tools, the service desk cannot easily identify systemic problems. Time and company resources are wasted investigating and solving the same problems over and over again.

If a team is unable to capture valuable data, it will be difficult to plan adequately to address these issues and reduce the number of tickets submitted to deal with the root causes of common problems reported by users.

4. Tracking problems of user devices

Oftentimes, problems are related to user devices, and solutions need to be created by tracking installation information and gaining knowledge about those devices. Although tedious, service teams can learn how to solve specific problems.

Example 1: IT equipment is installed on the 35th floor of Bank of China Tower, Central, Hong Kong. In the case of IT equipment downtime, the service agreement requires that it should be repaired within four hours. Without tracking the IT equipment configuration, engineers cannot bring the appropriate spare parts to the site for emergency repairs. When the engineer arrived at the Bank of China Tower in Central, Hong Kong, he might also find that the IT equipment had been moved to the 10th floor of the Bank of China, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon.

Example 2: When a user with the same IT equipment asks for help, the IT department is able to resolve the problem by analyzing the service history without having to repeat the entire troubleshooting process every time, which greatly increases productivity. But one survey found that 33 percent of IT service desks don’t track devices at all. If tracked, relevant information is often recorded on spreadsheets and outdated tools. If not properly managed, these tools can produce unreliable information.

5. Repeated time-consuming tasks

The service desk usually deals with various common issues regularly. This means a lot of time is wasted doing the same process over and over again. Password resets are the biggest culprit, accounting for a startling 20 to 50 percent of help desk calls.

Often, issues handled by the help desk can be resolved by end users, provided they have access to the correct information or through an automated process. Not having these really inhibits the potential of the sector and incurs a lot of unnecessary costs.

Solution

8Manage ITSM can alleviate these challenges that cause headaches for IT service teams, reinventing an underperforming IT service team with outdated tools and processes into a modern and efficient IT service department that can respond immediately to issues or requests.

8Manage ITSM allows users to request assistance with incidents online and reduce interruption. It uses powerful incident management tools to track incidents and create alerts and follow-up messages when attention is needed. 8Manage ITSM can also be used to log data, allowing your IT service desk to easily identify and solve recurring issues. Finally, it integrates a knowledge base and self-service portal so users don’t always have to rely on the IT service desk for simple tasks.

In addition to streamlining procedures to increase productivity through automation, data repositories, data analysis tools and self-service portals, 8Manage ITSM can transform your IT service desk into a cost-effective and robust IT service organization. With great performance and great reviews, 8Manage ITSM can revolutionize your IT service desk.

[futanariwriter]

CH.9 The Portal to Hell

 https://5kyeeidtal.bandcamp.com/album/eisenlager-idtal-i-2-2020-1123-33-eisen-beton-kopf-remix-by-eisenlager

Ok, so I seem to have stumbled upon a mysterious portal to the nether…am I going to possibly risk being completely vaporized by it and never seen again or escape that sociopathic bat for good and come back when I can get the ship started? The choice really wasn’t that hard. The portal took her to a planet called Terra or earth as some call it. However, in this reality earth had been taken over by zombies in the year 2021 and few survivors remained. This is the story of those survivors…

The Living Dead approached Aranea swiftly but they were no match for her powerful Stone Fist. Come get some bitch she said, taunting them. From the distance, a lone sniper fired. The <Electro-Dragon> did a rolling scream…. “I am gonna fuck up your entire universe and everything in it!” The Sniper missed again. You could hear something fall from the nearby redwood tree in which it was stationed. They were close to the assassin now but zombies blocked her from its deadly projectiles. They were still completely naked with full-body tattoos of her tribe and their sacred star sign of the apprentice. Her large tits and huge constantly erect nipples were exposed only wearing the ship's key, but armor would soon become a priority after this debacle. The sniper looked like a definite reptilian of some species. He was green like Aranea but with Red markings and a much smaller stubbier tail...figures. He pulled out Golden twin Uzis on Aranea, firing them till the 32-round 9mm clips were emptied into them. They dodged flying out of the way with their dragon wings and then used the palms of their hands to shoot the hands off the assailant. They then used their third eye chakra to harness the power of pure energy in the atmosphere to vaporize the remains of the passed-out and hand-less lizard. This is how she got the Twin Uzis which were gold and matched her overly excited purple and gold nipples.

She was all alone now, just drifting through the eerie, wasteland which was clearly haunted and had screeching ghosts flying all around it. It was truly hell on earth. They spent almost a whole year smashing zombie skulls with her stone cestus, trying to heal the soul of this infected planet. Eventually, though they just gave up. During this time they encountered other bipedal animals. There Was Loretta the Red Panda, who introduced Aranea to the others. A group of survivors living in the RedWoods in an old 1981 Vanagon. Around it was all their motorcycle which they held as dear as life itself.

 The day they met they played a fun game called Farkle and vaporized Dragons-Tongue flowers with a special pipe made of "Qoiten Glass". She trained with the group for days doing pull-ups on the redwoods branches. There was also Navi and a young Furry Where-wolf who loved to howl at the moon as do all lycanthropes. The group was called 'The Skull-Crushers' In addition to Navi there was also Kassandra a Bipedal Naga as there called on Rayuba, or in the common tongue cobra. They also regularly had raves in the forest with lights made from glowing rocks found in nearby mines. 

I had to wonder what potential these light-emitting stones emitted."Could they possibly be used to increase the power of my Cestus?" Repair the metal armor back on my ship perhaps? They put of few of them in their pocket for safe keeping. 

After sufficiently meditating on the idea of entering & Breeding each other's bodies the time had come for them to have an erotic Orgy to put it simply. They all sat in a square and began scissoring, moaning, and squirting on each other. After this happened, they all decided it was time to eat each other out in a big square circle, this lasted for about an hour until no one could breathe and they had to take a break. After some gentle cuddling Aranea used their penis to Impregnate Lorreta, Navi, and Cassandra. Simultaniously in one night.

[lucifers-horror-harem]

heyy! i have been a huge fan of yours for a while but this is the first time i have built up the courage to ask you something. hope its ok <3 err could i request some headcanons for jason voorhees with a s/o who is really clumsy and nearly blind and everytime they go off into the forest, they almost always fall and lose their glasses and get lost?? sorry if this is too much to ask for boss <3 love your writing <33

AHA I’m sorry this one took forever anon but it’s super fucking cute and I loved writing it <3

Clumsy Glasses Wearing S/O:

Jason is constantly worrying about you, especially because you seem to find every object to trip over possible. He’s not necessarily worried about horrible bodily harm being inflicted on you, but he hates seeing you come back to camp with tons of scrapes and bruises and insisting you’re fine.

He’s gathered all sorts of first aid supplies over the years from campers, so he has just about everything you could need. Antibiotics for your cuts, bandages for sprains, even things to make a splint just in case. He never knows with you.

Jason has also gotten used to fixing your glasses if need be, as well as figuring out ways to replace them when they inevitably become destroyed beyond repair. Even with his big hands he has a delicate touch when needed and can perfectly glue and tape up your glasses in record time. 

He keeps you in arms reach when the two of you are out together. There have been multiple times he’s stopped you from tumbling over by grabbing the back of your shirt like a newborn kitten. At this point it’s a reflex for him, he doesn’t even have to be looking at you in order to save you from danger.

Whenever you lose your glasses he makes sure you’re in a safe place before going back to where he found you in the first place. And when he finds them and brings them back to you and puts them on your face, he can’t help but find the way you smile up at him so endearing. He would help and protect you at any cost just to see your smile.

[minkmousesworld]

How many Cubs do you think they have? Imagine they have like 4 bbies, and they all sleep in a separate room, yet tanjirou still has to be quiet during mating season. His mate constantly had to cover their mouth and pin him down harder which he loves and in turn makes him want to scream more as the only thing on his mind in that moment is mating. So when mating season is near maybe they’ll take their Cubs to stay with their aunty Nezuko (the only one of his family that survived the lynx) so they can have some alone time since tanjirou loves screaming because his mate just makes him feel too good

... I'm even more confident that we have one huge sexy brain, because I only recently thought about Tanjirou and his mating when there are already cubs(｡・//ε//・｡)

I never thought about it... but I am sure that Tanjirou wants at least four / five cubs, since he himself was born in a large family (and very breedable ugh).

Listen, there were six puppies in his family, and he doesn't want you to have much less </3

I live for the loud Tanjirou, who even if he tries to close his mouth, still makes a lot of sounds from moans, purring, sobbing, some random sounds and whining. And although this usually relaxes the cubs, since they often listen to their dad, now you really have difficulty not waking up the cubs, especially when it's hard for Tanjirou to think about anything other than mating and impregnation, and you are also close to losing control, because it's still not enough for him.

... At least you have experience in creating homemade gags and using kissing as a way to suppress the sounds of your mate♡

Winter ends, spring comes, and the cubs temporarily move to aunt Nezuko, who purrs and advises you to "carefully take care of the house after such a terrible winter, for sure it needs a long repair" </3

But they are happy to be with their aunt for a couple of weeks, so everything is fine.

Bonus points for cubs who want to be your assistants in repairing the burrow, but you assure them that there "puppies / kittens will only get in the way" and you will quickly cope together with dad, as this can be dangerous for the little ones </33

But at least you can finally be alone, as it was before the birth of the first cub... and, of course, to repair the burrow. But later.

♡♡♡

[pastelsandpining]

✨ Hey ✨ Can I order a . . . 5, 27, and 33? 👀 With a Zelink as the main course? (TP) <3

this is not my best work and it's incredibly over due but!!

Solace

words: 1526

warnings: as always read with caution; mentions of grief, homesickness

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The Princess of Hyrule was regal and elegant, and everything that any other aspiring queen could only hope to be. Refined, proper, just, and wise beyond her years, and yet, he could see the silent struggle she carried. He did not pretend to know her; he was nothing but a farmhand who’d been given the sword of destiny and knew nothing about running a kingdom, pulling it from ruin, balancing personal trauma atop the trauma of thousands, repairing diplomatic relationships and boundaries, or governing a people that stretched from icy mountains to scalding deserts. The inability to belong in Ordon, to fit in with those who loved him enough to mourn him instead of adapt to who he’d become, did not mean he could insert himself into the life of castles and crowns.

And still, Link found himself keeping an eye on her. The first time he noticed her grabbing her wrist was during a meeting with the general in the early days of his recruitment. He’d pray for forgiveness every night for how he looked at her, studying her as if she could give him whatever it was that he was looking for, and he chastised himself for the needless concern. She was royalty, a goddess reincarnate. She probably had hundreds of people waiting on her constantly, attending to her every need and taking notice of every little sign of distress or trouble. He said nothing to anyone about it, but he still found it odd she’d done it multiple times in what was only a half-hour time frame.

The next time he was close enough to see her repeat the action, a fair amount of time had passed. Princess Zelda had warned him that, should he accept her invitation to join the knights of the castle and teach them what he knew, he would have to undergo months of training before he was deemed of high enough rank to offer any sort of knowledge that could be considered useful. The training was intensive, but it was easy compared to holding the weight of the world on his shoulders.

It was during the knighting ceremony, when he was watching her instead of listening to the speech of the general, when he saw her grab her wrist. No, not her entire wrist. Two fingers were pressed to one small, specific area—her pulse point. She was checking her pulse.

Such an innocent action made him feel dirty, as if it was something he shouldn’t have noticed. Maybe if he was anyone else, he wouldn’t. But Link had grown very observant of people and their actions within the last few years. If only he knew what it meant, but he didn’t.

For all of the courage he possessed, it took a little bit of liquid luck to get him to ask. She’d cordially invited him to a small celebration (why specifically for him, he would never know) that same night, and maybe both of them were drinking for some sort of anesthetic relief.

“It reminds me that I’m alive,” she answered, lifting her fingers to the pulse point in her wrist again, “at times my body no longer feels like myself, or when I remember what it looked like, limp and lifeless.”

“Is it comforting?” he asked curiously.

“I don’t know.”

A beat of awkward silence hovered in the air between them. Then, Zelda held her wrist out towards him. An invitation, maybe--or at least, that’s what he took it as, cupping her hand in one of his own to support it while the other settled two of its fingers against the artery in her wrist. The beat was steady and strong. The feeling was visceral, and he didn’t know why. What was it about the steady beat of blood traveling to and from the heart that set him off, had him thinking about her, and of Midna, and of Ilia, and of home? All things he’d lost to the twisted strings of fate, left only with a princess he wanted so desperately to but couldn’t reach. That was the cost no one ever spoke of, and he knew she felt it too. Maybe it was his offer of help, or maybe it was the one selfish thing he’d done since he left Ordon, but he lifted her hand just high enough to brush his lips against her pulse.

Link did not see the princess again for another month. He was whisked away to some outpost to keep a careful eye on the activity of a bokoblin pack, something boring that left him feeling limp and drained and longing for any sort of companionship. Sure, he got along well enough with other knights, particularly those he’d been training with, but it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t like the relationship he’d had with Ilia, or the closeness he had with Midna, or whatever he craved from Zelda.

When he did return, a too many, thirty-something days later, he wasn’t sure what he expected. He didn’t think he was fit for anything with the princess, but here she was, a mere few hours after his arrival, at the brink of tears as she asked, in a voice too small to fit the big role she filled, to speak with him.

Maybe the lack of company had gotten to her, too. He didn’t pretend to know her enough to make the assumption.

The garden was the most secluded place outside of her bedroom and as soon as she deemed they were far enough, she broke into a fit of sobs. Link had never seen the composed princess fall apart before. He couldn’t even ask what was wrong. All he could do was watch her in surprise, wracking his brain for what he was supposed to do when his superior in every way of existence cried.

Without a word, she held up a reflective shard that took no time to recognize as he took it from her hands. The weight shifted immediately, making him feel homesick for something he no longer had.

“Why do you have this?” he asked softly, fighting to look at Zelda instead of the Mirror of Twilight piece that he wasn’t sure he could trust his reflection with.

“It reminds me of… a dear friend,” she replied in the breaks between her gasps for breath. “I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have it. I should’ve given it to you sooner.”

She looked so...guilty over something. He didn’t understand where it was coming from, or why she was so sorry over something so trivial.

“It’s yours,” he argued. “Why give it to me?”

“You were close to her in a way I never could be.”

Link frowned, lowering the shard in favor of looking at her. She looked a mess. How long had she given herself to the effects of the mirror?

“That’s ridiculous,” he whispered as he placed the shard down on a bench, as far away from her as it could possibly get at that moment. “She loved you.”

“Why do we talk about her like she’s dead?”

Hylia above, he was so useless. He reached for her, circling his hand around hers, and searched for her pulse point. It seemed to ground her enough to where she could breathe again. When the gasps finally stopped, he pulled her towards him and wrapped her in a hug. It was all he could do as he whispered back, “It’s easier to let go that way.”

And just like that, the people of Ordon made sense to him. Just like that, Zelda dug her fingers into the back of his shirt and held him a little tighter. Just like that, whatever barrier was holding him back from pursuing a friendship, from being selfish just a little bit more, was broken.

Months of conversations between meals, or on night walks, brought them closer than he ever thought he’d get to be. Maybe, finally, Link was starting to heal from all he’d faced. Maybe she was starting too, as well. The dark circles were fading and she was gaining some well needed weight. She looked healthier, smiled easier, and he knew her well enough to make that assumption.

The turning point was the night of her coronation. Zelda felt well enough to pursue her crown, and they celebrated on their own after the grand ceremony, sipping wine and twirling each other about in her bedroom.

She was laughing. Her smile was beautiful and he couldn’t help grinning right back. Link hadn’t felt this warm, this complete in a long time. Maybe she felt it too, because she tugged him closer by the hands and covered his smile with her lips.

This was what he was looking for, he was sure. A sense of belonging, and never had he expected to find it with the queen of Hyrule, who was so far out of his league. She’d never hear it of course, which would lead to many playful arguments in the future, but for now, he was happy to kiss her, feel her pulse, and hug her close enough to restore the warmth he lost when he had to be away.

[klanceficatalogue]

Klance Fic Starter Pack

So back in June of 2018 I made a Klance Fic Starter Pack post but since it’s been a long while since then I decided it’s finally time for an update. So here we have it! - Karri

so why don’t we fall by aknightley (1/1 | 8,218 | Explicit)

Five times Lance used a pet name for Keith, and one time Keith used one for Lance.

Keith has no basis for having a relationship with someone, so he's trying to follow Lance's lead.

//nsfw

The Marks We Make by wittyy_name (12/12 | 255,302 | Mature)

Lance McClain constantly dreams of the day he'll finally meet his mysterious soulmate. They don't say much, if anything at all, but they leave him with gorgeous paintings temporarily tattooing his skin. It's not exactly the situation he hoped for, but when he feels the connection between them, he can't bring himself to resent them. As much as he wishes his soulmate would just talk to him, he's resigned himself to being patient. In the meantime, he has a loving family and good friends to help him get by.

Keith Kogane dreads the day he'll finally meet his obnoxious soulmate. He's just an art student who's struggling to find his place in the world. There's so much he hasn't been able to control in his life, and the thought of having a soulmate, just another thing in his life which he also has no control over yet can't do anything about, is a little terrifying. So he ignores the words that occasionally appear on his skin. He has other things to focus on: like being a new student at a big university where his childhood friend and step-brother go.

//nsfw

(shallura, hunk/shay)

Nightmares by Trashness (1/1 | 14,864 | Teen And Up)

Lance's nightmares are getting out of control. It's effecting his and the team's performance, but he's at a loss for how to fix this.

Apparently sleeping next to a warm body helps.

call me, beep me (10/10 | 85,591 | General)

(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose? (00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake? (00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it? (00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy... (00:33) Cause, you know, her threes could very easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones? (00:45) What (00:46) The (00:46) Fuck??? (00:47) Oh good, you are awake!

where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there

(shallura)

Shut Up and Dance With Me by wittyy_name (15/15 | 249,827 | Mature)

Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.

Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.

With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals... or they might crash and burn.

//nsfw

(shallura)

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here by klancekorner (13/13 | 135,555 | Mature)

Lance and Keith have been best friends since first grade. Lance’s brain is always on overdrive and Keith’s blunt, realistic ass can never keep up. They both come to realize that sometimes you can learn a lot about loving yourself by loving someone else.

//anxiety //insecurities //nsfw

i bet you look good on the dancefloor by xShieru (7/7 | 43,295 | Teen And Up)

"So like in 'Step Up'?" Allura shrugs. "Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it's just like in 'Step Up'." The smile that she sends Shiro's way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn't believe in dance camps.

-

Lance McClain's dancing career begins and ends with Keith.

Keith just wants to find out what Lance's deal is.

(shallura)

you never stood a chance by kagshina (1/1 | 12,221 | Teen And Up)

lance to hunk ♡ >i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent >keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said >”BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS” >HUNK I WILL NEVE BE ABLE TO FCE HIM AGAIN I WANT TO DI E

(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there's lots of shirtless selfies)

nothing’s quite as sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts (1/1 | 50,369 | Teen And Up)

Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.

Sweet Quiznak by CheckeredCloth (4/4 | 6,819 | Teen And Up)

"You're really into him," Hunk mutters, and wow, Lance's face is on fire. Hunk is killing him.

"Look, read into how you like, Freud, just make sure that if I die Keith knows I totally would've mowed his ass like grass. That way, I can laugh hysterically at his emotionally-constipated expression from the afterlife."

Or: Lance is badly injured and has a few skeletons in his closet. Or maybe just the one.

//blood //injury

What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me (12/12 | 55,777 | Teen And Up)

The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be. -- Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn't be coming for a very long time.

//violence //blood

Bonding Time by magisterpavus (1/1 | 16,416 | Explicit)

“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands.

Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?”

“I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.”

//nsfw

Homesick at Space Camp by K0bot (15/15 | 74,280 | Teen And Up)

Lance realizes he's been an asshole to Keith, and on a diplomatic mission to a key planet for the Voltron alliance he... overcompensates.

//blood //injuries //panic attacks

we’ll make it, you and me by ghostcribs (1/1 | 6,421 | Teen And Up)

"Keith, if we make it out of this alive, I'm going to kiss you."

//injury

time out of mind by aknightley (2/2 | 27,849 | Teen And Up)

Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.

He lays there a moment, processing the faint throbbing in his head, a strange bitter taste like lemons in his mouth. When he opens his eyes, the room spins wildly into a kaleidoscope of colors, so he closes them again, breathing in and out until he feels less like he might throw up. He suddenly registers a warm weight over his waist, and lifts his head to see a brown arm thrown over him. It looks startlingly familiar, but different, bigger than he remembers, more toned.

Keith turns all the way around and comes face to face with Lance sleepily blinking his own eyes open.

A Fish And A Bird by Methoxyethane (1/1 | 13,141 | Teen And Up)

Lance has a boyfriend. Lance does not realize he has a boyfriend. Keith, understandably, does not react well.

On Thin Ice by anonimina (11/11 | 205,795 | Mature)

This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to "work on his footwork". There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater.

Or: the not-so-simple story of two people trying to navigate the complexities of living in an ever changing world and face the traumas they've buried far away from the sunlight.

//anxiety 

(shallura, hunk/shay)

bench press me by eggboi (1/1 | 1,683 | Teen And Up)

“The hell are you doing?” Keith grumbles out, body mid-push up. There’s a snicker behind him, too close to his ears, though Keith can’t really understand what would be so amusing about this. Then again, he’s not really sure why Lance is lying on him while he’s doing push ups either. Other than to be, of course, annoying.

“Nothing.” Lance finally says. Keith hears the grin in his voice, which only proves to irritate him a little more. ‘Nothing’ his ass. “Continue with what you’re doing, Mr. ‘I’m-Too-Good-For-Socialization’.”

(Lance, as always, tries to annoy Keith by making his exercise harder. It doesn’t work. At all.)

My Youth Is Yours by MilkTeaMiku (10/10 | 29,980 | General)

An unforseen blast in the middle of a battle de-ages Lance into a child for a week.

Keith does not understand babies.

[foryouthegays]

a new journey [dream SMP] stream liveblog and summary

Sellout pog: 0:29:40 (failed), 0:31:25, 1:00:40, 1:50:17

Dog deaths lmao: 0:29:55 (Mackenna), 1:11:55 (Mr. StrangeTiger & Dream has a house) 1:25:40 (ari), 1:30:55 (unnamed), 1:31:08 (Finn), 1:32:07 (Eyebite),

Other: 1:27:05 [about wildfire prevention] “yeah, i was thinking, we could just make everything so flammable, that the flames won’t have time to spread before it's burned down.” I really hope techno never becomes a firefighter

Twitter Summary (i hate it here): Techno and Ranboo find and raid a woodland mansion, and develop their characters’ friendship.

word count full: 1,041

word count summary: 637

word count liveblog: 293

Overall pretty chill stream, good for some techno ranboo dynamics and no real lore

SUMMARY:

Techno starts the stream in his base. While people find the stream, he rambles about how Phil doesn’t ever have time to do plot streams with him, and jokingly declares him canonically dead, and asks Chat if they have a grandpa who could replace him. He does a little advertisement for his new Technoplushie, and mentions that he wanted to have a video out this week, and that he actually edited last night.

He talks about how he lost his in-game notebook, but finds it quickly. He reveals that he’s finally ordered new glasses, good for him, and then shows his chat Ranboos shack. Techno repairs his armor a bit, and then gets a friend for Bob, his cow. He also moves his villagers down to the villager area.

Dream joins the server, and Techno bullies him about his homeless status. Ranboo joins his VC, and Techno threatens his parrots because they make Creeper noises while Ranboo tries to sleep. Ranboo has to leave the call, and restart his computer, due to technical issues.

Techno tells his chat that if they donate a Technopepe ($50, i think?), he’ll name a dog after them. He is immediately overwhelmed by donations and spends several minutes naming dogs. Dream asks him to name one ‘dream has a house,’ and Techno says that that would be the favor. He is also asked to name one Technochan.

The dogs kill several zombies, and Techno eventually finishes with the named dogs. There are around 25 dogs following Techno at this point.

0:27:40 Ranboo gives Techno a present, an Efficiency V, Fortune III, Mending, Sharpness V, Unbreaking III Netherite axe, as a replacement for the Axe of Peace. Techno assures us that his heart is not warmed at all, totally, he is still completely indifferent about this child Phil adopted.

Ranboo mentions that he’s going to find another Woodland Mansion, and Techno decides to tag along.

While ringing the sellout timer, the first dog dies. This one is Mackenna, and they die because of the fireplace. While looking at the fire, Edward hits Techno, and the dogs immediately run and attack him. Edward dies. Ranboo mentions that he liked talking with Edward.

Ranboo and Techno eventually leave, and Ranboo shows Techno the stronghold by his house. They go into the Nether and onto the roof, while talking about past events and Sapnap. They move on to bullying Tubbo about his dying habit.

They make it around 1,000 blocks from spawn, and Techno builds an uncomfortably square portal. They find that they’re too far south, and they go back into the Nether.

Techno starts singing ‘99 bottles of beer’ and i just….love his singing voice so much it’s at 0:48:55 and you should watch it. They make a few different portals, and eventually they find the right area and go to the overworld. They find the mansion, and Technos dogs try to kill the vex. It does not work that well. The dogs do attack an evoker, and Techno gets his first totem of the day.

Two dogs die to a creeper, including one named ‘Dream has a house.’

Ranboo lights a fire in a cat statue, and they watch as the mansion burns to the ground. Techno plays sad music.

They search the chests, which don’t burn, and try to find better loot. They do not succeed.

Techno and Ranboo head back home, and they talk about a random pig who managed to go through the portal in, and then out, of the Nether.

They find a Soul Speed highway, and Ranboo has to explain it to Techno. They talk about miscommunication in Dream SMP, and eventually reach the house. After sitting down all the dogs, Techno goes back up to the sellout timer and ends the stream.

LIVEBLOG:

Starting the streammmmm

0:00:30 “why havent i ordered a second monitor by now” TECHNO

0:01:45 ah yes, philza minecraft is dead crab rave

0:02:15 tECHNOPLUSHIE I WANT ONE SO BADDDD

0:04:05 “apparently, before phil died of old age, he adopted some dude? Idk abt him, i dont really trust him, but hes there” :LKSFJSDF teCHNO thats so rude go apologize to ranboo

0:09:15 ‘i have to be friendly with the other smp players’ yeah, sure, saying LEAVE when tubbo logs in is sooo nice techno gg /s

Techno freaking out over a villager dying is so funny to me

0:13:00 dream is here crabrave

0:19:55 its high risk, no reward, the best kind of strategy

0:25:00 techno ramblin abt youtube stuff is just,,,i love it so much i would love a youtube podcast by him

00:27:40 the gift pog!!

AALDSKFJASDF there goes mackenna, 30 min in. God that was a chaotic moment, first mackenna, then edward, and now ranboo can talk to endermen?? Alright

0:35:50 ‘you know, as an anarchist, i'm all about obeying the laws to the letter’ mhm sure

0:39:50 ‘doesnt dream have a cat? Probably not anymore…’ RANBOO sapnap did not kill patches i promise a;lkdjfasf

Why is sky immune to portals,,,,

TECHNOSINGGGGG 0:48:55

1:09:40 ATTACK MY DOGSSSS :handhska: ATACK MY GOONSSSS

I love how techno just kinda jumps constantly its so cute like he just!! Gotta jump!!! Ik its bc he can see more when higher up but i love it (1:19:40)

1:20:33 break glass to cause fire

TeCHNO JUST SAID MY DEADNAME I HATE IT HERE

[feigeroman]

Thomas OCs: Jason

Number: 33 (ex-BR #4709) Class: GWR Churchward 47XX 2-8-0 Built: 1923 Arrived on Sodor: Uncertain (During WW2 - purchased by NWR in 1949) Service (Shed): NWR Main Line (Knapford) Livery: NWR Local Passenger Green

Night running has always played an important role in the operation of the railways, and the NWR is no exception. The Midnight Goods is by far the most famous of the NWR’s overnight services, but they run plenty of other night-time freight trains as well - mail, parcels, newspapers, fish, milk, and just about anything else you can think of. In any case, since the NWR doesn’t run any passenger trains at night, the network is left free for the freight service to really come into its own.

One of the true mainstays of the NWR’s overnight timetable is Jason, who’s a true night owl if ever there was one. By night, he’s full to the brim with energy, and racing up and down the Main Line with whatever sort of train he’s pulling that night. By day, he’s utterly sluggish, cranky and miserable, and woe betide anyone who doesn’t let him get a good day’s sleep. Most of the other engines have only seen Jason at one extreme or the other, and much confusion is often to be had when talking about him - usually resulting in the question, “Are we talking about the same engine here?“

Jason is uniquely suited for such nocturnal work, not only because he’s been doing it all his life, but because when he was built at Swindon in 1923, it was for exactly this sort of work. The 47XXs were specifically designed for use on fast overnight freight services between London and the West Country. And sure enough, this was what Jason did for much of his GWR career - just about everything from mail and parcels to newspapers and milk. However, his efforts were seldom appreciated - as the 47XXs ran mainly at night, they were rarely seen, and their length and weight meant they were restricted in where they could work.

Jason’s another one of those engines whose arrival on the NWR is shrouded in mystery. He apparently arrived on Sodor during the Second World War, and was clearly intended to provide a temporary boost to the railway’s freight capacity, but beyond that, it’s a bit of a mystery. In any case, he performed well enough, and like so many engines, he just ended up sticking around after the War ended. Jason was later fully purchased by the NWR in 1949, and officially entered service shortly afterwards.

The 1950s brought with it another boost in freight traffic, and Sir Topham Hatt started making plans to add more services to his night timetable, to help deal with the extra demand. He was aware of the 47XXs‘ prowess with night work, and naturally selected Jason to work a regular night shift. Sure enough, Jason took to the new service with gusto, and the venture was eventually declared a success...

Well, almost. The plain fact was that in order for Jason to perform at his best at night, he needed to get plenty of sleep during the day. Sadly, he’d never been the heaviest of sleepers, and so he constantly found himself being woken up by all the noises a motive power depot could provide - and Jason was based at the main shed at Knapford, which was particularly bad for this sort of thing. In short, Jason was getting far less sleep than he needed.

This sleep deprivation was bound to end in trouble for Jason - and it did. After a particularly sleepless day, Jason was then just barely able to keep himself awake through an especially intensive night’s work. Unfortunately, he was then called at the last minute to cover for Henry on the Flying Kipper, and this turned out to be the straw that broke the camel’s back. Jason finally fell asleep at speed, missed a signal, and crashed straight into the rear of another goods train.

The accident sorely highlighted the need for somewhere quiet that Jason could sleep during the day, and this eventually took the form of an old shed at the far end of Knapford yards. Upon his return after being repaired, Jason was reallocated to this shed, and after a month or so, his sleep pattern had improved considerably, allowing him to once again perform to the best of his abilities. Which he has done ever since - give or take the occasional disturbance by some poor sod accidentally letting off steam too close to his shed!

Trivia

Jason has his roots in another OC of the same name that I developed back when I was a kid. This Jason was a 2-6-0, and carried the number 12 - this was before anyone knew about the existence of Barry.

I think he was originally a freelance design, but then I wanted to make him an actual prototype, so I made him a 43XX. Even back then, I didn’t want to tie his backstory down too tightly by giving him an actual number, so I gave him the fictitious number 8312. It wasn’t until years later that I discovered that some of the engines were actually numbered in the 83XX series - these being specially modified for lines in Devon and Cornwall.

Apart from a brief period in which he was a 56XX (yeah, I don’t know either), this was how Jason remained until a few years ago. When I was developing my full NWR stocklist, I wanted to incorporate a few of my childhood OCs, and Jason was one of them. I think he became a 47XX because I’d read something about them at the time, and they seemed relatively obscure - and therefore interesting.

In a case of the real engine influencing the character’s personality, I decided to take the night owl aspect of the class, and translate that into a character who was like a night shift worker.

And while we’re on the subject, I’d just like to draw your attention to this video. I’ll bet this is how Jason reacts to trespassers, if pushed far enough.

[bookofjin]

Annals of Taihe 23 (499)

[From WS007. The end of an era.]

23rd Year, Spring, 1st Month, wuyin, New Moon [28 January], at court the crowd of subject, as the Emperor's illness was cured, sent up their long-life wishes. A great banquet at the Chengluan Hall.

On renwu [1 February], favoured Ximen Bao's Shrine. Thereupon went past Zhang River and turned back.

Xiao Baojuan dispatched Grand Commandant Chen Xianda to rob Jing province.

On guiwei [2 February], decreed the General of the Van, Yuan Ying to chastise them.

On yiyou [4 February], the Chariot Drove to issue out from Ye.

On wuxu [17 February], arrived from Ye.

On gengzi [19 February], reported to the temple and the altar of soil

On guimao [22 February], acted out the rite of drinking to the arrival and recording the achievements.

On jiachen [23 February], a great amnesty Under Heaven.

The Grand Guardian, the King of Qi commandery, Jian, passed away.

2nd Month, xinhai [2 March], used the Senior Combined Grand Commandant, the King of Xianyang, Xi, as Principal Grand Commandant.

On guihai [14 March], used the Great General of the Central Army, the King of Pengcheng, Xie, as Minister over the Masses. Restored the King Leling, Siyu, to his original fief.

On guiyou [24 March], Xianda, attacked and captured Maquan Defence Post.

3rd Month, gengchen [31 March], the Chariot Drove on a southern offensive.

On guiwei [3 April], stayed at Liangcheng.

On jiashen [4 April], since Shunyang was being besieged, and was imperilled and hard-pressed, decreed the General who Exerts the Martial, Murong Pingcheng, to lead 5 000 cavalry and hurry to them.

On bingxu [6 April], the Emperor was not at ease. The Minister over the Masses,  the King of Pengcheng, Xie attended on the illness within the forbidden quarters, and moreover administered the hundred measures.

On dingyou [17 April], the Chariot Drove to arrive at Maquan. Decreed the Great General who Conquers the South, the King of Guangyang, Jia, to break off Junkou, and intercept Xianda's return path.

On wuxu [18 April], fought again and again, and routed him. That night, Xianda, and Cui Huijin, Cao Hu, and others escaped in the dark.

On jihai [19 April], gathered their armaments and numbering in the millions, and distributed and bestowed on the Six Armies.

The various generals pursued the runners and caught up with them at the Han River. The beheaded, the captured, and those went into the river and died where eight or nine out of ten. Beheaded Baojuan's General of the Left Army, Zhang Yuda, and others. The thieves' generals Cao Daofu and Chenggong Qi led several ten thousand people to abandon Shunyang to escape and flee.

On gengzi [20 April], the Emperor was very ill. The Chariot Drove north to stay at Gutang Source.

On jiachen [24 April], decreed to bestow on the August Empress, Ms. Feng, death.

Decreed the Minister over the Masses, Xie, to summon the Heir-Apparent to Luyang to tread upon the eastern steps.

Decreed to use the Palace Attendant, General who Protects Army, the King of Beihai, Xiang, as the Minister of Works Excellency; the General who Garrisons the South, Wang Su, as the Prefect of the Masters of Writing, the Great Gneeral who Garrisons the South, the King of Guangyang, Shou, as Supervisor of the Left of the Masters of Writing; the Master of Writing Song Bian as Master of Writing of the Personnel Section. They together with the Palace Attendant, the Grand Commandant Excellency Xi, and Supervisor of the Right of the Masters of Writing, the King of Rencheng, Cheng, and others were the six people to assist the government.

The backward looking instructions to the stewards and assistants said:

Verily, you, Grand Commandant, Minister of Works, Prefect of the Masters of Writing, Supervisors of the Left and Right, and Master of Writing of the Personnel Section, in particular our Grand Founder's legacy of magnificent majesty, together with the four majesties [?], equal in blossoming, amassed the sage' esteemed clarity, and assembled a vast succession among deficient and lacklustre.

Cautious and careful, fearful and frightened, [We] pondered and assembled thus the sage's neglectful tracks. [We] moved the capital to the Song Eminence, settled the tripods at the He and Chan, numerous times went south to wash away Ou and Wu, restoring to propriety to the ten thousand states, so as to look up to the brilliant seven temples, and bow down to help the blue-green life.

Hemmed in by adversity[ We] did not all the way through therefore make records. Excellencies and Dignitaries, should [you] excel at supporting the continuing son, prosper our House of Wei, is it not also good? [How] can [you] not put effort into it!

Summer, 4th Month, bingwu, New Moon [26 April], the Emperor collapsed at the Acting Palace of Gutang Source, at the time he was aged 33.

It was kept secret and hidden, when they arrived at Luyang they issued out the mourning, and turned back to the Imperial City. The Sovereign [venerated him with] the posthumous title Filial and Civil [xiaowen] August Emperor, and temple title Exalted Founder [gaozu].

5th Month, bingshen [15 June], he was buried at Changling [the “Long Mound”].

The Emperor as a young child had an extreme nature. When he was aged 4 sui, Xianzu once suffered from an abscess. The Emperor personally sucked out the pus himself. At 5 sui when he accepted the abdication, he wept sadly and was not able to surpass himself. Xianzu asked the Emperor about it, the Emperor said:

The feelings of replacing the parent on the inside cuts to the heart.

Xianzu considerably praised and marvelled at him.

Empress Dowager Wenming considered the Emperor's astute sageness later perhaps would not be advantageous to the Feng clan, and wanted to plan to depose the Emperor. Therefore in the cold month [she?] shut [him?] up in his room with a single set of clothes, and cut off the food for three mornings. She summoned the King of Xiangyang, Xi, and wanted to install him. Yuan Pi, Mu Tai, and Li Chong firmly remonstrated, and she therefore desisted. The Emperor at first was not resentful, but only was deeply gracious to Pi and others.

He comforted and kept in mind his various younger brothers, and from beginning to end never was sparing with assistance. He was genuinely friendly with the nine kin, his courtesy and respectfulness was altogether deep. Although with the great subjects he wielded the law and was not indulgent, he was by nature broad-minded and compassionate, and always was sympathetic and forgoing.

Those advancing with food once wounded the Emperor's hand with hot soup, and also once within the food he found worms and unclean things. In both cases he smiled and forgave them. The eunuchs [?] had previously slandered the Emperor to the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager was greatly angered and caned the Emperor several tens of times. The Emperor silently accepted it, and did not explain and clarify himself.

After the Empress Dowager collapsed, he likewise did not harden his mind [?]. When listening to and looking over government affairs, he never did not follow the good like [water] flows. He felt sympathy and compassion with the hundred families, and constantly pondered the means by which to aid and profit [them].

The rites of Heaven and Heart, the Five Suburbs, Ancestral Temples, and the Two Equinoxes [?], he  regularly and invariably personally [did] himself, and did not get bored with it due to cold or hot.

When the Masters of Writing put memorials on the table, he very much searched out and scrutinized [them] himself. Of the hundred officials, great and small, there was nothing he did not keep in mind, [but] he applied himself to the pervasive and universal. He always told:

In all cases, to be a lord of people is to be bothered with unfairness, and not being able to push forward sincerity in managing things. In all cases, to be a lord of people is to be bothered with unfairness, and not being able to push forward sincerity in managing things. If one always is able to be fair and sincere, the people of the Hu and Yue likewise can be intimate like brothers.

He regularly in idle indifference spoke to the history officials, saying:

Straightly write down the affairs of the times without concealing the state's ugliness. A lord of people's awesome beneficence derives from himself, [if] historians then do not write it down what might there be to afraid of?

On the southern and northern campaigns and tours, there were ministers memorialising to request the Way of government. The Emperor said:

Roughly repair arches and bridges, and in general with carriages and horses make convenient halts. It is not necessary to get rid of [?] the grass and scrape off to make it flat. In all cases when there are repairs or construction, [if it is] not possible to avoid it, then do it. Do not make affairs of what is not urgent diminish the people's strength.

When he toured to favour South of the Huai, and went to be inside [that] land, army affairs made it necessary to cut down people's trees, he invariably kept behind tabby silk so as to recompense them straightly. And people's rice plants and millet were without damage from trampling.

There variously were restrictions and prohibitions, and methods for warding off and suppressing that were not set down by the standard records, as one they were all removed and done away with.

He was elegant and excellent at reading books, his hands did not let go of the scroll. The Five Classics's right principles he adopted and readily discussed. When studying he did not follow what was accepted, [but] searched for their essence and inner recesses. Of the histories, traditions, and hundred schools, there was nothing he did not fully wade through. He was good at conversing about the Zhuang and Lao, and particularly focused on explaining their righteousness.

He had a talent for eloquence and was rich in diction, he excelled at making literal compositions. Poetry, rhapsodies, inscriptions and songs of praise, he had confidence in his mood and then made them. He had a great a literal brush, when on top his horse he gave oral conferrals, and when they were completed he did not change a single word. From the 10th Year of Taihe and afterwards, the decrees and records were all the Emperor's writings. His other literal compositions where more than a hundred chapters.

He was fond of and marvelled at excellent scholars, feeling like he was starving and thirsty. He received and admitted the court's worthies, followed talent in making light of or putting weight in [someone], and often relied hence on the thoughts of the plain and simple. He relaxedly strode forward in the dark [?], and did not consider the generation's pursuits to wrap around his heart.

Also as young he was good at shooting, and was physically strong. Aged ten sui, he was able to snap his fingers to break a goat's shoulder bones. And when he shot birds or beasts, he never did not follow with killing what he aimed for. Reaching aged fifteen, he readily did not again kill the living, the affairs of shooting and hunting completely stopped.

He was by nature frugal and simple, regularly dressed in clothes that were rinsed and washed, and his saddle and bridle were [made of] iron and wood, and that was all. The Emperor's refined aspirations were all of this kind.

Your Subject the Historian says: Wei at first was founded in Dai and Shuo, broadly pacified the Southern Xia, developing the region through the generations. Altogether they considered awesome martial ability as their legacy, the affairs of civil teachings there was not yet time to spare for.

Gaozu as a young child inherited the vast thread, and soon displayed the manners of an astute sage. At the time, since Wenming administered affairs, he loose and leisurely respected himself, mysteriously observed solitary possession, put forth himself and did not talk, a godly pact being signalled, firmly thereby a symbol for unseen transform.

Reaching him personally controlling the great government, in a single day there was ten thousand moments, and in the space of ten or so years made no allowance for leisure. Different paths had similar ends, and a hundred thoughts had a single effect.

To the furthest extent  when what is difficult for the living people is acted on [?], it is the exalted footprints of human relationships, and even when honourably dwelling in the yellow chamber, [one should?] wholly step in them.

Suppose then [one] admiringly clarifies and examines antiquity, and in unison steers Heaven and Man, emperors and kings craft and create, court and countryside conform with the measures, [those] who pour from the pot make use of houses, how dazzling are his literal compositions, and the living people within the seas altogether accepts the bestowal of ears and eyes.

By apply accordingly outstanding talent and great strategies, to be fond of and marvel at excellent scholars, to look on subordinates as if they were wounded, and labour oneself for the benefit of living beings, also [those who?] have not gotten it will then praise it. For he who was the warp and woof of Heaven and Earth, how empty is a posthumous title!