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sesamestreep · 6 months ago
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I really feel like one of the best details in “A Scandal in Bohemia” that I never see people fixate on enough is that the story starts with Watson stopping in to see Holmes at Baker Street on a complete whim, because he happens to see that he’s home (and Watson is now married and living elsewhere). Like he doesn’t send word first, he’s not invited, he just shows up and surprises Holmes. Which is not that weird but then Holmes is like “oh good, I’ve got a case anyway, you might as well hang out!” which just makes it funnier when the King shows up and is like “I’d really rather speak to you alone, actually” and Watson tries to leave and Holmes is just like “anything you can say to me, you can say to my best friend John Watson, and if you ask him to leave, I would consider it a grave insult, you would be my enemy and I will not help you ever!!” And the king is like “…ok” and just moves on.
like, that is crazy behavior. Holmes is talking about how there’s probably lots of money in this case, and then almost turns away the client for…not knowing who the fuck Watson is?? He’s not even supposed to be there?? He just came to say hi?? “It is both or none”… girl, GET UP.
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causenessus · 6 months ago
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also mo i am so honored and it is SO FITTING THIS IS THE 1000TH POST ON CAUSENESSUS EXACTLY YOU ARE MY 1K POST AND YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING I LOVE YOU MO THIS WAS SO GOOD
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the ravens eye diner- rintaro suna
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ice cream sundae
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suna was back at the ravens eye diner. now having patched up his rocky relationship with you, it almost feels right to go back and visit you, getting a soda and joking around with you. it feels natural walking through the front door and listening to the bell above his head ring. the blonde hostess greets him.
“hi, how are you today?” she asks, grabbing his menu and silverware like always. she leads him to a far corner, one he recognizes as not being in your section.
“i’m good, but um, could i maybe sit in y/ns section?” he says, not making any direct eye contact.
she looks frazzled, he can tell this even without looking her in the eye. she scrambles looking for words.
“oh, um, yeah! sure! right this way!” she does a quick pivot, leading him over to a different section. she places his menu down carefully, and suna takes a seat, waiting patiently for you to come over. he feels his toes bump against the table legs, and he feels nervous. not that you hate him, but nervous that you’ll change your mind and not want him in your section.
hes quickly proved wrong as you practically bounce over to his table, a wide smile on your face, and a glass of his favorite soda in hand.
“hi suna.” you say, placing down the glass carefully, setting a paper covered straw next to it.
“hi, how’ve you been?” he asks, attempting to make small talk. he wishes he could talk to you without it sounding awkward, but unfortunately its not coming out how he wants it to.
“good, how about you?” your smile doesn’t falter. suna appreciates this.
“uhm, good.” he goes quiet. you are at a standstill now. you rock back and forth on your feet quietly tapping your pen against your notebook.
“um… did you wanna order any food today?” you finally ask.
sunas mind short circuts.
“did you wanna hang or something later?”
“oh! sure, i’d love to. i’m off in like 30 minutes if you just wanted to hang around.” you smile, a bit of confusion present in your voice.
“yeah, sure sounds cool.” he gives you a slight smile. ”cool.” you laugh a bit and start to walk away, before freezing. “did you want any food?”
“yeah! sorry, i’ll just do the pancakes.” he says, feeling his face heat up.
you smile at him and he feels his face heat up even more.
you smile at him again after dropping off his stack of pancakes.
“what did you want to do after this?” you ask.
“ice cream?” he offers.
“sounds great.” you accept.
the walk to the ice cream shop is a bit awkward, but pleasant. suna walks on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, and your shoulders bump against eachother as he asks you about serving. he holds the door to the shop open for you as the bell above the door rings.
you order a cone as suna pays for the both of you. the two of you sit in a booth with your ice cream on a bench outside of the shop. you feel the sun shining on your shoulders.
“you must have really hated me, you don’t talk meanly to any other servers.” you say, lightly joking around.
“nah, i didn’t hate you. you just… made me nervous. if that makes any sense.” he says, staring down into his ice cream sundae.
“what do you mean by that? i don’t think i’m that scary.” you laugh.
“no, it’s not that you were scary, it’s just that i thought you seemed really cool, and nice, and stuff. sorry, i’m not trying to be weird or anything.” he looks nervous.
“you aren’t being weird. i think that you seem really cool, and nice, and stuff too suna.” you turn to him, giving him a grin. this time he smiles back.
“cool.” he nods.
“cool.” you agree.
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𖦹₊⊹fun facts⊹₊𖦹
-this chapter was made possible by @causenessus beautiful mind who helped me!!!
-suna is a goof
-he is so nervous
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lizardkingeliot · 3 months ago
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the best part of the writing process is not the actual writing it's thinking about the scene you get to write a couple scenes from now in which your darling lovesick vampire babes will share a hug so tender and intimate and tinged by over a century of longing and adoration you give yourself a tummy ache every time you spin it around inside your head
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welcometogrouchland · 8 months ago
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I miss them so bad (Dick and Damian)
#ramblings of a lunatic#dc comics#damian wayne#dick grayson#ITS JUST NOT THE SAME MAN#idk i was reading nightwing must die (again...) bc i was in a funk and saw another post saying how fans exaggerate the closeness btwn them#and on the one hand i get it. there is a very rosy portrayal of their relationship you'll come across in fanon#and they weren't very close at the beginning of their relationship#but man. reading Nightwing must die again was like#YES they fight. damian instigates it and while dick tries to exercise patience he does fight back/lash out on occasion#but despite all that it's still emphasized how important the two are to each other#when dick is forced to picture a future where he's lost his way he pictures damian being the one to bring him back#not necessarily bc damian is his favorite person on the planet but bc he gave damian robin. for a lot of practical reasons-#-but also bc how far damians come is (i think at least based on this arc) a testament to dick that hes doing Something right#both as a hero/person#damian is more than just a burden saddled on him (although there's an element of that in their batman and robin run)#he's also a last remaining connection to bruce when he's gone (remembering where he comes from) AND he's training damian+#-his own way! with a dash of tough love and workaholic spirit inherited but also a lot of patience and focus on being More than the darkness#idc what ppl say nightwing must die makes sense for these two. its a retcon but one that works imo#that dick buried his head in the sand about how much damian meant/the responsibility he had to him bc it was a commitment he was afraid of#and how damian ultimately was a point of maturation for dick even if he went back to being Nightwing#they were SO goddamn close and now they're still close but only in ways that are implied#and their bond is deemphasized in comparison to each others bond w/ say bruce. which i think is a shame#it was a wrinkle! a fun wrinkle that the batfamily had that in some ways dick understood damian better than Bruce-#-even if he didn't feel like he could handle the responsibility of raising him full time#it kills me that bc of the n52 we never got the handover of the batman mantle (and damian) from dick to bruce#next nightwing writer...include a flashback to that moment AND have damian appear in the book in present....AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!#anyway. dick is damians brother but also damian a little bit imprinted on him like a baby duck and its rubbed off on dick#they're partners they're mentor mentee but most importantly they were batman and robin. and they were the greatest#NOT bc it was all peaches and roses but bc they cared for each other exponentially despite all that
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the-travelling-witch · 10 days ago
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𝐎𝐂 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐒 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬' 𝐨𝐜𝐬)
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summary: i was plagued by the visions of my twst ocs interacting with my moots’ ocs, so here we are (aka i had a sudden burst of motivation to write about them interacting and now i'm very nervous to post this)
characters: cassandra, selene, angelica, carmilla (my ocs); @crystallizsch’s yuusha and yuuna, @viperbunnies’s oz (ft. yuudai), @anbaisai’s mayu
warnings: bullying (oz's part); jamil slander bc i love him <3 (all parts)
a/n: if i ever manifest in your dms with cryptic questions about your ocs, be not afraid, just answer them :3c (also i need to set up my oc directory and finish some intros fr)
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CASS + YUUSHA + YUUNA
The sun was still high and clear in the sky as Yuusha made her way towards Ramshackle. Most students had already either returned to their dorm by this time or were still goofing off with their friends, sparing her any unnecessary run-ins with any of the college’s troublemakers. But, at NRC, a day could only stay peaceful for so long. When she passed by the mirror chamber, her phone vibrated.
Ramshackle Support Group 
yuuna: @.yuusha be careful when you come back to the dorm yuuna: the stairs to the second floor caved in again yuusha: i’m still close to the school, i’ll go talk to crowley about it Cass: Wait for me, I’d also like to have a chat with the Headmage. yuusha: we’re not killing him Cass: Not even a little?
A few hours later, with the sun already far behind the horizon, the three girls fell onto Ramshackle’s rickety couches in exhaustion. Crowley had very generously provided them with funds to purchase supplies for repairing the stairs, but had otherwise not lifted a single clawed finger. Likewise, Grim was nowhere to be seen when he heard of physical labour.
“So,” Cass broke the silence, lifting her head from a cushion, “when are we going to ask Kalim for help instead of that useless weirdo?”
“We can’t just go and mooch off Kalim just because he’s rich,” Yuusha interjected, rolling over and settling into a more comfortable position at the other end of the sofa.
“Why not? Every other student in this school seems to be absolutely loaded. We, on the other hand…” Cass fished out a pillow under her golden locks and demonstrably pulled open the entire seam by a loose thread. “It’s not like Kalim would even notice.”
“Well, by that standard,” Yuuna chimed up while straightening out the bow in their hair, “why don’t you go ask Leona, Cass? I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help you out.”
“Yeah right, and next you know Azul will start handing out freebies,” the blonde snorted. Discarding the thread between her fingers on the coffee table, she started fiddling with the frazzled pillow cover instead. “Why are you bringing him up anyway? Aren’t Idia or Malleus or Vil just as rich?”
Her dorm mates exchanged knowing looks before Yuusha tilted her head towards Cassandra again with a grin. “Oh c’mon, we both have eyes you know.”
“And I’m not sure if those are working correctly.”
“Why deny it?” Yuuna giggled, taking a sip from the mug cradled between their hands. “Sure, Leona’s got an attitude problem and is generally unpleasant, but it could be worse. Probably.”
“You’re imagining things, why would I—“ Breaking herself off with a sharp exhale, Cass pulled the seam taught between her hands. “I’d rather throw myself headfirst into a pit of horned serpents than ask that ass for a favour.”
“Mhm, I’m sure you’d like to ask that ass something else instead,” Yuusha gleefully joined in the teasing. A second later a certain cushion hit her square in the chest, which didn’t deter her. “Or are you saying you decided to join Jack’s morning run, which just so happens to end at Savanaclaw’s morning practice, with no ulterior motive?”
“It certainly wasn’t so I could see Leona more! But anyway, since I already brought up snakes just now,” Cass started, turning her bright eyes on Yuusha. “Why don’t we talk about what I saw when passing by the courtyard this afternoon?”
With a telling glance towards Yuuna, who sat curled up in their armchair now, Cass added, “Involving a certain Vice Housewarden.”
“Oh my god! Did you come home late because you were meeting with Jamil?” There was genuine excitement in Yuuna’s voice as they perked up where they sat. “You gotta spill the beans now.”
“Only if a certain someone spills the tea on her and a certain lion.” The pillow flew back towards Cass.
“There’s nothing to spill here,” Cass retorted, catching the projectile easily.
“Oh right, by the same chance Grim will pass the next potions exam.”
“I noticed you didn’t deny that there was something going on between the two of you.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Yes!”
“Both of us actually!!”
It was a long night at Ramshackle. (Some say they’re still debating their terrible taste in men to this day.)
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SELENE + ANGELICA + OZ (ft. Yuudai)
Of course this would happen to him of all people. If anyone was unlucky enough to accidentally delete the message stating where the film research club would be meeting and then miss Yuudai, who had forgotten his phone at the dorm that day, by a few minutes, of course it would be him. And though he knew better, when Oz was running all over campus trying to find the prefect, he started hoping to run into someone who could point him in the right direction. Which was when he quite literally ran into magift players on their way home from a gruelling practice and looking to blow off some steam. 
“Tch, I thought I smelled another beastman around,” one of them scoffed as they started crowding around Oz, making him scrunch his nose in distaste. “Turns out it was just this little runt.”
“Yer always hoppin’ all over the place, aren’t ya?” The one on the left joined in, laughing as he started jabbing his finger into Oz’s birthmark. “Why don’t ya show us a trick, ya little freak?”
“Look who’s talking.” A clear voice cut through the air. Over the guys’ shoulders Oz could spot green hair and a pair of orange antennae. Selene looked entirely unimpressed by the scene she was witnessing. The dark-skinned girl walking next to her didn’t look any happier either. “The only freaks I’m seeing are the giant idiots running their mouths for no reason. Are you having fun only picking on people smaller than you?”
“Ha? You got some kind of problem, you bug-legged freak?”
“Oh, no, you’re the only ones with some kind of problem here. Your vernacular for example,” Selene waved them off. Her voice made it clear that she was completely over this conversation and considered talking to them a waste of her time. Slipping a phial out of her pockets, she swirled its luminescent contents around with a pensive look on her face before fixing her gaze on the magift players again. “Since you never pick on anyone your size maybe I should shrink you down to the size of mice? I need to test this one anyway…”
Seeing the seriousness in her expression the guys urgently whispered between each other before deciding to scram but not without hurling a few more insults at the Pomefiore student. In response, Selene only gave them a meaningful look and her lip curled slightly at the corner.
“If I was you, I’d be careful with the cafeteria food for the next few days. Who knows what could accidentally slip in there.”
With the athletes out of sight, Oz’s shoulders finally dropped their tension and he heaved a sigh as he approached the two girls. By now, the potion had already vanished somewhere behind the width of Selene’s flowy sleeves.
“Thanks for stepping in,” Oz started, before adding a little more hesitantly, “but you wouldn’t actually spike their food, right?”
“It’s true that I’ll eventually have to give this potion to a person but I’m still perfecting the ratio of the ingredients,” Selene shrugged nonchalantly. Seeing Oz’s unconvinced expression she added with a small smile, “As long as they think there’s the chance that I would, it’s sufficient. Some people would call human experimentation at this stage unethical. And frankly, that’s more paperwork than I care to bother with, so don’t worry about it.“
“‘Those people’ are called an ethics committee, Sel, for the seven’s sake. Also quit making such jokes or Oz will think you’re being serious about it,” Angelica spoke up, exasperation and fondness mixing in her tone as she smiled at her girlfriend. As she shook her head, the star-shaped buns on her head bobbed, making various accessories in her hair glitter like stars in the night sky. Then she turned her dark eyes on Oz. “Anyway, that aside, are you okay?”
“Just a bit shaken up, but otherwise I’m fine,” he said. Absent-mindedly, one of his gloved hands traced the spot where the guy had poked him but Selene’s dual-coloured eyes caught on to the movement. Digging through her purse, she procured a compact mirror and concealer.
“Your make-up came off a little. If it makes you more comfortable, you can touch it up. It won’t be perfect but our teint is similar enough for it to pass.” Holding the utensils out to him, Oz took them from her. “The cushion’s unused if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Oh no, that’s not it.” Considering just leaving it at that, Oz trailed off before exhaling deeply. From all the brief times he’d talked to Angelica and Selene, he didn’t think they’d make fun of him for what he was about to say, so he plucked up his courage. “It just feels a little silly sometimes that I care so much about something like a birthmark.”
The girls exchanged a quick glance before Angelica smiled at him warmly, reaching out to hold the concealer while Oz applied it in the mirror. “I don’t think it’s silly at all, if that helps you.”
“I agree,” Selene nodded, adjusting her glasses afterwards. “We all have traits we feel insecure about, especially if others have commented unfavourably on them in the past. Some days we feel more comfortable showing them and on others we’d rather hide them from view. I think most people feel like that.”
When she took the make-up from him again, Oz couldn’t help but notice the pink colour staining her arms from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. He obviously had known it was there, but hadn’t paid it much mind up until now. Something told him Selene had personal experience in the matter as well.
“If you don’t mind me asking,” Angelica spoke up again, “what happened earlier anyway? I find it hard to imagine that you wronged them somehow.”
“Oh!” Oz suddenly remembered the club meet he had to get to, so he very quickly explained his problem to the couple, who listened attentively even as he nervously thumped his foot and nearly bit his tongue. “So just when I started hoping to find anyone from the film research club, I ran into them instead.”
“Well, you found someone who can help you in the end after all. Though we’re not from the film club, Selene has something she wants to ask Vil, so we were actually just on our way to meet them.” The Ignihyde student’s voice was so light and welcoming as she spoke, it was hard to imagine she actually went to NRC. “If you want to, you can accompany us.”
“That would be a big help,” Oz took her up on the offer. 
Soon enough, the late afternoon was filled with the usual complaints levelled at teachers and classmates. Selene described how she had passed by the first year’s botany class on mandrakes recently and had nearly had a heart attack because she had thought she heard one of the plants scream, but it had turned out to be Sebek instead. The art teacher had once nearly tossed out Azul’s assignment because they hadn’t recognised it as a finished painting, Oz told them. Angelica recalled how, in her first year, they had had joint potions classes with the third years once and she had almost passed away when she was partnered up with Leona, only to barely catch his head from nodding off into the potion.
“Looks like we still made it in time,” Angelica sighed in relief as they spotted Vil assigning tasks from a distance. Turning to Oz with a smile, she brushed a stray coil out of her face. “It was fun talking to you. Makes me wonder why we haven’t interacted more before, despite all of us being second years.”
“I don’t think that’s on either of us,” Selene interjected, her antennae and the green-pink moth wings on her back fluttering in the evening breeze. “It probably has something to do with the fact that Oz hangs out with Jamil a lot and that guy has always been giving me the widest berth possible.”
“Ah… Please don’t hold it against him,” Oz tried to defend the vice housewarden, knowing how he already reacted to bugs the size of his finger. While wondering what else he could say, he heard his name being called. “Well, I’ll see you around then. And thank you again for everything.”
“You’re very welcome. And good luck with those photos!” Angelica waved him goodbye as the two made their way over to Pomefiore’s housewarden.
Selene only elegantly tilted her head down as they parted but still left him with a friendly “À bientôt.”
In the meantime, Yuudai had made his way over to him, camera already hanging around his neck as he’d no doubt gone through most of the preparations already. Despite that, he still grinned at the sophomore.
“Oz, there you are. I was already worried you had forgotten that we’re helping Vil today.”
“How could anyone possibly forget that?” Scratching his head, he decided to gloss over most of what had happened. “I just got held up a little. Anyway, what can I help you with?”
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CARMILLA + MAYU
“Mayu! Just the person I was looking for~”
Looking over her shoulder for the sweet voice calling her name to find the hallway completely deserted, Mayu shook her head and turned back in the direction she was going. Only to nearly jump out of her skin as she came face to face with a pair of sharp, teal eyes.
“Sorry, did I startle you? That wasn’t my intention,” Carmilla cooed, not sounding all that sorry. The ghostly flames around her flickered mischievously as the fae fell into step next to her. “You were on your way somewhere, weren’t you? Why don’t we walk while we talk, hm? It’s been a while since we last got to chat, how are you doing? Nobody’s giving you any trouble, right?”
“Oh uhm, I’m doing fine and everyone’s very nice to me. Thank you for the concern,” Mayu answered, giving Carmilla a small smile. As they continued towards the library, the prefect fiddled with her cuff sleeves as she hesitated to say what was on her mind, before conceding. “Actually, I’m struggling with Ancient Curses at the moment. I just never seem to get them right.”
“Ancient curses, huh? I’m quite good at them, but so’s Jamil if I remember correctly.” Casting a studying glance at the girl next to her, Carmilla went on smoothly. “Haven’t you asked him for help before? I’m sure he won’t try to weasel himself out of tutoring if it’s you.”
“I did think about it,” Mayu admitted with a sigh, “but he’s been so busy lately, even more so than usual. And I don’t want to bother him.”
A gasp echoed around the hallway as Carmilla halted in her tracks at a crossroad, head whipping around to the younger girl next to her. It made Mayu stop, too, and look at her curiously. 
“Does that mean he hasn’t even been making time for you?” The fox’s usually playful expression had shifted, regarding her with eyes that had softened around the corner in sympathy. 
“No! It’s not–” Mayu immediately piped up, holding her hands up in defence. How did they end up talking about her and Jamil in the first place? “I know that he does try to make as much time for me as possible. He just has a lot on his plate at the moment.”
“Oh dear, that won’t do. Tell you what, I actually came here to ask if you want to take some clothes off my hands.” Procuring two bags stuffed full with fabrics out of thin air, the idol held them out for her to take. “They’re all products from brand deals that aren’t really my style or colour, but I thought they might look cute on you. Especially since you came here without anything you could call a wardrobe. If you end up not liking them, you can just give them back to me, I don’t want you thinking I’m just dumping my old clothes on you.”
“Oh, that’s too kind of you, Carmilla,” Mayu exclaimed, pleasantly surprised by the weighted bags now dangling off her arm. Running her fingers over the soft material lying on top, it reminded her of the comfy hoodies she regularly ‘borrowed’ from a certain someone. “I can’t wait to try them on.”
“Don’t mention it. Normally I’d just leave it at that but considering what you just told me, you should totally wear them the next time you go out with Jamil! In fact, why don’t you just ask him out the next time you see him?” And just like that, all worry was erased from Carmilla’s face and her sunshiney smile was back on as she curled a pink strand around her manicured finger. “Personally I don’t get what you see in the guy at all, but I do commend the charity work. Plus, as you said, he could reaaallllyy use a break~”
“Hm, I don’t know about asking him out all of a sudden,” Mayu contemplated, her dark eyes trailing over the bricks in the walls as she considered it. “But I would like to do something nice for him.”
“I totally support it! Oh, actually, that reminds me! There’s an upcoming festival in Foothill town, celebrating the new year. It’s always super cute and scenic.” As Carmilla spoke, the air around them filled with magic before displaying luminous scenes of people mingling in the streets of the quaint town, various foods and items in hand as the night sky was illuminated by fireworks. “You should really go and experience it for yourself. Can’t let an opportunity like this pass you by, right?”
“Right,” the prefect echoed as she watched the last wisps of the illusion fizzle out into nothingness. With newfound determination, she fixed her big eyes on the fae again. “Thank you so much, Carmilla. For everything.”
“Oh please, I hardly did anything. And about the clothes and the festival,” she leaned towards Mayu with a conspiratorial twinkle in her eyes, “let’s keep it a secret between the two of us, no need to credit me. Consider it my good deed of the day.”
As Mayu nodded, albeit a little confused by the request, Carmilla’s ears twitched at the sound of a familiar set of agitated footsteps. Feigning surprise as she looked down at the time of her phone, she gave the younger girl an apologetic smile.
“I guess that’s my cue to leave. It was fun catching up, we should really do it more often. For now, though, you’ll have to excuse me.” Slinking past Mayu with a wink, the soft fur of Carmilla’s tail brushed against her uniform as the pink fox disappeared the same way she had spontaneously showed up earlier. “Toodles~”
Hand half-raised to wave at the now empty hallway, Mayu took a second to process what had just happened, from beginning to end. The bags in her hand corroborated that she hadn’t just imagined it and when she looked up any events that would soon happen in Foothill Town, the festival was there too. With a shake of her head, Mayu wrote it off as just another one of NRC’s daily occurrences. Just then, someone else rounded the corner. 
“Prefect, what are you doing here?”
“Oh Jamil, hi. I was on my way to the library to look for books on ancient curses.”
“Ancient curses? I still have some notes I could lend you from my first year…”
Carmilla only caught the beginning of their conversation as it trailed off in the distance. Mayu was right when she said Jamil could do with a break. It had gotten to a point where seeing him in the morning started putting her on edge too and it made her fur stand on end. Especially when it affected the other students in the dorm as well. Palpable tension and all that. Needless to say, something had to be done about it if Carmilla wanted to go back to some relaxing peace and quiet.
No harm done by pulling a few strings if placating their vice housewarden also benefited the prefect, right?~
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#┊holly’s potions ೃ༄#┊✩彡 cherished guests ♡#this was meant to be a silly little post and not 10 pages long#i feel a little bad that they're not all the same length (sorry ian ㅠㅠ) but at the same time i think the ramshackle trio made their point#if you do not agree with what i have written here pls ignore this post and bury it in your backyard (or ask me to take out your oc)#these were pretty much the first scenarios that popped into my head for these specific constellations of characters#but i think it's a really good writing exercise for getiing into my girls' heads (cheron is still m.i.a)#love the idea that a) the girls would have these nights hanging out in ramshackle and forming this unlikely friendship bc of circumstance#and b) that cass and yuusha would drag each other for their respective crush bc horrendous choices both of you#yuuna is just here for the tea#i feel like i need to apologise to tato specifically#i feel so bad for making these fictional characters bully oz ㅠㅠ#i was so close to rewriting his part bc i felt so guilty for being needlessly mean to him but i'll keep it for now (*starts sweating*)#when i wrote the selene/angelica appearance ‘my clematis’ from alnst started playing... the yuri summoned more yuri ㅠㅠ#what? you thought carmilla was nice just because?#the jamil/carmilla dynamic usually is “could you be any more annoying”/ “easily”#so she’s on her best behaviour here actually (we won’t discuss how much of jamil’s stress comes from her and jade in the first place)#is this my finest work? probably not. did i really want to write it? yeah yeah i did#tags longer than the actual writing? good everything as it's supposed to be then#twisted wonderland#twst#twst ocs#oc x canon#moot's oc#yuusha tala#yuuna perla#oz damarys#shiokawa mayu#carmilla hawthorne#cassandra yuule
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leviiackrman · 2 months ago
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For those that wondered: here are your choices from the ‘steal from me’ tag: you’re welcome.
@florbelles @rosenfey @viktorgf @carrionsflower @statichvm @aezyrraeshh @queennymeria @carlosoliveiraa @risingsh0t @auricfog
Ps: the shark is named Irwin (after Steve Irwin) and is my emotional support plush (now and while at uni) - hence the deflation
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ducktracy · 1 year ago
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HEY here is my Switch friend code for anyone who wants it! the only games i really play online are Splatoon and Mario Kart, but i’m trying to make an effort to be more accessible and open again so if anyone wants to add then feel free :)
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princessmyriad · 2 months ago
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#personal#thinking about how the phrase treat others how you want to be treated is actually incredibly one way#unless damn near every person ive ever met wants to be treated like shit which i cant imagine is true#like idk i spent a lot of my time giving my energy to people. and ill never feel bad for putting love and kindness out into the world#but i gave some of these people everything i had. or not everything that would diminish me but everything i could spare for them at the time#i treated them attentively and considerately and tenderly and lovingly#and that kindness has not been extended back to me by most of these people#some of them have surely in their own 'love language' and im grateful for these people in my life#but most of the people ive treated with intentional care have actively and on purpose caused me a lot of emotional harm#which again. im working through and like karma will get them without me needing to be there or whatever while i do my own healing#but regardless i still think some of that shit should not have happened like it did#i dont understand how everyone can say to me treat others how youd like to be treated but not tell me the caveat#that they will not treat me the way i want to be treated even if i put in that effort for them/for our friendship or relationship or whatevr#like idk im a bitch for asking you to leave me alone when ive been vomiting for two days straight but you can straightup sexually misconduct#with my body and then when i write poetry about it and share my feelings instead of leaving and taking that information anywhere helpful#you get to decode youre traumatized actually and im still a bitch for bringing it up?#make it make sense#'treat others the way you want to be treated' so youd like it if i starved you and verbally insulted and gaslight and manipulated you? no?#then what the fuck is the point of you saying that to me???#idk im just fucking pissed rn that. idk what im pissed at. cause again i know im no contact with all of these people now and their#shitty justice will find its way to them. and i cant be mad at myself for saddling with the wrong people cause some of that was my choices#and some of it was blood i couldnt escape for a long time. and i said i dont want to regret or resent#putting love out to the world#but i am still angry that so much of me was given to the wrong people. that these people just chose to completely ignore#the level of respect and patience and kindness i showed them#idk dudes im just angry. 'treat others the way you want to be treated' fuck off thats some quiet manipulation bullshit to get me to be#nicer to you even as you abuse the self-worth outta me fuck off fuck you#i found it again. you cant bury it im too full of love to not love myself too but it hurts how hard they tried for so long#'treat others the way you want to be treated' how bout no. how bout i treat everyone with a base level of kindness#and when youve shown me that you will treat me the way i deserve to be treated then ill fucking play niceys back
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shima-draws · 9 months ago
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MANNNN my anxiety won’t QUIT. Send me some asks perhaps 🤲
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silverspleen · 1 year ago
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Me: I am an adult, and have made excellent strides in processing my prior Issues.
My brain: BITCH U THOUGHT
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lauraisakilljoy · 3 months ago
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obx spoilers ahead!!
I'm so conflicted about the season 4 ending because on one hand I get it. life is unfair, it's unrealistic to give all of your characters happy endings, especially if said characters are constantly putting themselves in danger. it makes sense that not everyone survives four seasons of near-death experiences like being held hostage, getting shot at, almost drowning etc. on the other hand I can't help but be bitter that the person who had been abused/mistreated their entire life and who was clearly suffering was the one who had to die. at the hands of his biological father, may I add. I’ve seen some people say JJ was annoying this season and I get where they’re coming from, but all of his impulsive decisions and everything that happened at/after the town meeting just made me sad. he was struggling so much that he didn’t care what happened to him or if he lived or died. all he wanted was a future where he could live with his friends in their own little paradise without a care in the world. with the money from the crown and shoupe’s promise, it seemed like he was so close to happiness and inner peace, but they didn’t let him have that. so yeah, I get why they did this, but that doesn’t make it less upsetting.
#yeah I know it’s not that deep and it’s fictional#I just wanted to put my two cents in ig#I know they all had issues with their parents#not one good parental figure in sight (except pope’s parents tbh)#but jj’s story hit me the hardest#I’ve seen some people say that he was suicidal in s4#and I remember thinking multiple times throughout the season that he was depressed or at least extemely sad/hurt by. well. everything#so that’s what I mean when I say he was struggling (did this even need explaining idk)#there's also something to be said about the “realism” of this show lmao#rafe holding that giant cross by himself? sarah resurrecting after a fatal shot wound? sarah and jj not drowning in that storm?#those are just a couple of examples of how unrealistic this show is#yes it's entertaining but I think we can all agree that a lot of the shit that happened on the show would never work out irl lmao#so I feel like if your show is that unrealistic you can actually afford to give everyone a happy ending#also I just think that it would’ve been nice for abuse survivors/people with mental health problems to see that life can get better#but that’s a whole other tangent#also do not get me started on the fact that rafe was the one to bury him#obx spoilers#outer banks spoilers#outer banks season 4#obx#outer banks#jj maybank#john b routledge#sarah cameron#kiara carrera#pope heyward#cleo anderson#abuse mention#laura yaps#I wrote this at night pls excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes I’m tired
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quietlyblooms · 4 months ago
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some of y'all will remember this edit, and some of y'all have never seen it, but either way : ) sorry chiyo can't come to the phone rn -- she's a lil tied up
tw suggestive below, but nothing super explicit dw <3
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i was trying to think of things i haven't shared on this blog yet, and i think i might have some headcanons and whatnot incoming, too, but! here's chiyo after pushing someone's buttons one too many times B) asdf depending on her partner, i really don't see this as unusual for chiyo bc she really does enjoy testing and teasing her partner until there's actual consequences. sometimes she's making the above expression like fr?? we're doing this?? come on, don't tie me up >:( and other times she's grinning, all smug bc you fool!! this is exactly what she wanted!! and i love that for her <3
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salty-software-engineer · 6 months ago
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It really sucks that military, tactical, and similar stuff is so cool and frequently very useful because not only do their fandoms suck but they're also inherently tied to systems of oppression.
#i am not the only one to have this opinion i know#gosh it is so unfortunate#i got a molle backpack to replace my previous one and got into picking all the little modular pouches and things to stick on it#it's so nice#and it's pretty cleanly utilitarian#but I'm just like...yeah it's cop backpack#and all the tactical stuff out there is like ...ONG CARRY MORE AR MAGS#ok that's nice but you already have 8 ways to do that where are the tactical pouches you use for carrying water or food or medical supplies#or non-gun survival gear or edc stuff or admin shit like notebooks and pens and papers and maps#and it's always like...one pouch for this purpose buried 15 layers deep under more pistol and rifle mag pouches#BRO EVEN IN THE MILITARY YOU DO NOT NEED THIS MANY MAG POUCH VARIANTS#MAKE A FEW GOOD ONES OF A COUPLE SIZES AND JUST BE DONE#your average first responder or military operator do not need their weapon as often as they need 100 other things#watching cops and emts walk around with pockets full of whatever and then have a clipboard or laptop kicking around their vehicle like????#MAKE SOME GODDAMN HARDENED PHABLETS#tacticool#this is me being mad about how their notebook+pen pouches are bad#also i want little pouches for meds or other actual daily carry shit that i know EMTs and firefighters also carry#511 tactical has a ton of pouches for weaponry and not one glove strap#yknow#work and tactical gloves those things most every operator of every type kinda needs#like...impact resistant hand protection is huge
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thedreadvampy · 2 years ago
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christ almighty some people are sad fucking miseries huh
#red said#all art that is rewarded by capitalism must be actively preventing you resisting Hegemonic power abloobloobloobloo#fuck me get over yourself#is art a powerful tool for propaganda subject to corporate capture? yes#is art necessary to be human? also yes#all art carries the weight of the society it exists in. and yes revolutionary art is either buried or defanged by the power it protests#so no you're unlikely to see like. Art That Smashes The System on a large scale. the revolution will not be televised.#art is not going to change the world but art can change you. and you change the world be existing in it.#and you are changed and resonated with in ways that are many and unpredictable bc people resonate differently with different things#capitalism isn't. a conspiracy. it's an ideology and system of power.#it's human. and can we be real if there's one thing I'm learning from this EEAAO thing it's that people are really blind#to messages that fully don't land with them#capitalism isn't some infallible godking who foils your every move. art that moves you can still move you#the criticism that art which is lauded by the authorities cannot be truly anti-capitalist art is one thing#to extend that to say art which is lauded by the authorities cannot be positively meaningful AT ALL and can only be counterrevolutionary#is HOG FUCKING WILD like. first off. think about any work of art you can name from the last 1000 years.#guess what. probably a product of the patronage of power. political philosophy too. making art costs. gaining an audience costs.#we exist within a network of systems of power. even within underground and independent art scenes structures of power play in#nonetheless. we require art.#and art is not just for direct political confrontation. art is an act of connection and resonance.#never mind art that's inadequately revolutionary - art that's entirely capitalist is ALSO capable of positive political impact#because a) it acts on people. and politics. is a frame around people. the point of opposing unjust hierarchy is to achieve wellbeing#like. why are you doing politics if not for people? who is it for? for the abstract symbolism of moral purity?#and b) because art is a frame for building your sense of the world. And you bring your own stuff to that.#if you're radically inclined then reading idk les mis can leave you with the idea that revolution is futile.#or with the sense that there's deep vitality and importance to holding your ground against unjust power despite the knowledge of the odds#or with the sense that revolution is personal not political#or with the sense that the personal is metaphorical for the political and that our drive is to act against the law to protect each other#it depends what you bring to the text
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chesacakeripper · 6 months ago
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Still thinking about the interaction I had over the weekend (where there was genuine right wing unrest in my city waheyy) where I popped a message onto my colleagues-but-we're-friends-we-go-for-drinks-and-dinner-sonetimes chat to make sure ppl were staying safe (many of us are of various minority groups) and I get a bit salty about how the police were mostly being shit and harassing the counter-protestors and one person pipes up with 'I don't subscribe to the acab thing sorry 😂' after talking about how many police were injured in other unrest and like.
I had to fully disengage myself because I work with and am friendly with these folks but sometimes you get smacked in the head with an opinion and suddenly lose the trust and respect you'd been building for someone over the last year huh
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rearranging-deck-chairs · 7 months ago
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hang on are cougars like panthers
#'the cougar also known as the panther' SCREAM#dont mind me rewatching carmilla as a side effect of my newfound interest in vampires#you'd think it was renewed interest in vampires but no#i actually have never been all that interested in vampires as their own thing i was just gay#and i dont think carmilla really explored the concept itself#like A* in using the medium. D or whatever in exploring their subject matter#actually tbf their subject matter was lesbianism so. again probably an A. they knew what they wanted and they did it well#idk how letter grades work tbh#also not actually sure how much they got into the vampire thing which is why im rewatching to check#bc i was reading iwtv and i was like damn carmilla left stuff on the table#but i also think a lot went over my head#even just english wise im a little stunned at how much i didnt catch. like i was fluent in 2015 for sure but. you do keep learning words#also carmilla is like a popculture remix and i dont have a lot of popculture knowledge so a lot of that went over my head too#now i have just enough to know that im missing a lot#like theres a line in s1 where laura goes 'im living with a vampire. an honest to lestat vampire' and like. never caught that#bc i didnt know how the fuck that was fhkjghgh#but anyway im watching s2 and laura's like 'vampire seductress here is just crabby bc im not falling for her 17th century idea of game'#and like they keep calling armand Ancient right? but carmilla is not much younger#just the difference in framing is what made me start thinking abt it all#like carmilla is 400smth and laura is aware abt that to joke abt it and probably thinks it's a little hot but then you think abt how they#depict that kinda age with armand like what he says to madeleine. 'how do you go on when everything from your era is gone'#and sure carmilla has that loneliness but DAMN. like fuck. shes been doing this same trick. being like the abigail hobbs to the dean for#centuries? i mean there was that century or idk how long where she was buried alive or whatever. but THAT TOO#like damn fuck!!!!!!!!!! ive been going through the fanfic again this week and like there really isnt much#at least doesnt seem to be much that explores this. unless it's in all the aus bc i filtered those out (and still got them)#also interesting difference is if i remember correctly the hollstein happy ending is that carmilla becomes human#in iwtv of course like every important relationship is between vampires. and every lover turns vampire. and every vampire is a lover#sorta. bc abuse themes and stuff. so the inversion makes sense but wouldnt it have been kinda cool if she turned laura tho#anyway. can you believe they were like 'well shes a cougar thats her job and also her supernatural power' dhfkhjgkh as i said: A*
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