#Blog Game

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

Penny got lost into your universe for some reason and, out of habit, she goes straight to your Nigel to ask for help, because she "knows" them.

What does your Nigel do?

[film-in-my-soul]

Can we please get an IceMav fix it ficlet? Thank you ❤️

You've got it darling ❤️

.⋆｡°✩ Of course there would be someone to mourn Maverick if he burned in, and he's waiting on the carrier for him to come home. ✩°｡⋆.

It serves Maverick right, he thinks to himself, that the adrenaline would start to wear off immediately when Hangman drops out of the smoking, smoldering, falling wreckage of the fifth-gen he'd shot out of the sky. There's the telltale decline of buzzing energy under his skin, and almost ironically, it brings with it a hand tremor and swooping in his gut that he fights down, has to fight down, when they turn around for the carrier, and he and Rooster lose an engine. Knowing they could have lost a whole goddamn wing, Maverick doesn't voice his frustration, only shrugs, gets his grip as steady as he can on the stick trying to jerk wildly between his knees, and quips to quell Rooster's growing distress. They've come so far. To fail now is unthinkable, and if Maverick has to point the nose of his bird right into the tarmac just to make it happen, well, he's not the one who has to deal with the sparks that shoot up from their lack of landing gear.

He does have to deal with the whiplash and his helmet smacking against the screaming controls, though.

It's over quick, at least, and Maverick can fight through his swimming vision and pulsing skull easily when the canopy hisses open, and the sound of high-spirited cheering and thunderous applause greets him like a hero's welcome. He hops from the wing of the F-14 and lands with legs that threaten to fall out from under him. His knees are weak, and there's a painful lurch at the base of his spine. It's at least a slight nod to his age, but mostly, Maverick thinks it has to do with a forced eject at Mach 10 and taking a missile to his tail in the middle of a dogfight. That's the excuse he'll cling to when he's chewed out within an inch of his life by the medical staff if he even makes it there before he's ripped a new one.

Between Rooster rounding on him, hugging him tight like he did years ago, when Maverick felt he was at least half deserving of it, and the sweeping relief, he's not sure it'll happen. That, and there's an unmistakable presence making its way toward him, crewmen parting with hasty salutes to create a tunnel from the observation deck gangway right to where Maverick is stood, swaying like the ocean around them must be.

Either a silence is falling the closer Ice gets to him, or Maverick's losing his hearing. It could be both if he's being honest with himself; there's already an edge of black to his vision that he's soldiering through. If he passes out now, it's not just the man coming to a stop a foot away that'll have his balls but the whole damn Navy. And while there might be a debate on the ownership of them already, Maverick's not looking for a reminder, not while he's coming off a victory that, for all he'd fronted, shouldn't have happened, not without a casualty.

"Captain," Ice says, voice rough, something sharp in his red-rimmed eyes.

"Admiral Kazansky," Maverick nods, not bothering to salute. He'd won that bet in the late 2000s, and he honestly thinks if he tried being cute about it, Ice might punch him for the trouble.

There's a moment, a stalemate, and then Ice rolls his eyes and reaches forward, dragging Maverick in by a shoulder. For as firm as his grip is, he doesn't let Maverick slam into his chest or hold him too tightly. He's probably already looked at his pre-mission physical and found Maverick lacking the constitution for it. Maverick doesn't fight it, even going so far as to press into Ice's chest, throwing rank to the fucking wind for just this moment.

He feels hot air against his ear and tries not to slump fully into the other man's embrace like he might in a more private setting.

"When you see yourself to medical and are cleared, you are going to march yourself to my quarters, and I am going to remind you about those little things called vows, Pete."

Maverick hums, risks the quickest, lightest kiss to Ice's throat above the collar of his uniform, and whispers back, "Promise?"

It almost makes the incessant twinge in his back and definite concussion worth it.

Ficlet Bingo!

[pkmn-edits]

pkmn-edits 102 Party!!! Anyone can participate with any types of edits! You can use "#pkmn-edits 102 party" tag or just @ me.

Day 1: Mr. Mime 😈

Day 2: your blog's aesthetic

Day 3: your favourite pokemon

Day 4: something associated with my blog

Day 5: your label(s) (sexuality, gender, kin, etc.)

Day 6: purple and blue

Day 7: 🎃 Halloween 🎃

:3

[ponds-of-ink]

All right, gonna be gone pretty much all afternoon (if not all night).

So, to keep y’all occupied, here’s Round 2 with this guy.

He’s definitely more awake now, so uhh… Maybe you should distract him if he gets a bit antsy.

[rabidbatboy]

ask game because I don’t divulge info on here much and exec dysfunction is making it impossible for me to make flags rn (sorry!)

💫 - interest or hyperfixation of mine

🧬 - a term from my hoard

🚀 - a song I like

🪐 - character on my (casual) kin list

🧪 - random fact about me

have fun :P

[strwbrrysauce]

@dilfbuck tagged me in some music stuff!! thank you evan!!! ♡

url song game

scotty doesn’t know ~ lustra

thnks fr th mmrs ~ fall out boy

roses are falling ~ orville peck

best of you ~ foo fightere

red wine supernova ~ chappell roan

red dirt road ~ brooks & dunn

you’re in love with a psycho ~ kasabian

super graphic ultra modern girl ~ chappell roan

alejandro ~ lady gaga

unchained melody ~ the unrighteous brothers

choke ~ i dont know how but they found me

everything has changed ~ taylor swift

6 songs on repeat

love me anyway - chappell roan

crying at the discotheque - sophie ellis bextor

the shoop shoop song - cher

little talks - of monsters and men

girls in bikinis - poppy

plug in baby - muse

here are some no-pressure tags!! 💖

@murdockbuckley @gaylicense @criminally-obsessed @theotherbuckley @thetangycheesemanwithaplan @who-is-riley

[typewriter83]

After the poll is ended, I’ll tell you my favorite character out of the five 🫶🏻

[thisisstarfleet]

Music Library Shuffle

I haven't seen one of these in a while and I've been drinking a bit for reasons so here we go!

Pull up your music library (the whole thing) in your player of choice (MusicBee for me since I still have copious non-streaming files) and set that shit to random! Now, if you're not too ashamed, give us the 10 tracks that come up first!

No editing for me, I been drankin so here they are! (<artist> - <song> (<album>))

City and Colour - As Much as I Ever Could (Bring Me Your Love)

Johnny Cash - Highway Patrolman (Johnny 99, Springsteen cover)

Fleetwood Mac - I Don't Want to Know (Rumors)

Flight of the Conchords - Boom (Flight of the Conchords)

Metallica - Damage, Inc. (Master of Puppets)

Neil Young - Cinnamon Girl (Everybody Knows This is Nowhere)

Blue Man Group - Shadows Part 2 (The Complex)

Say Anything - Walk Through Hell (Rare) (no album) - note: this is not my preferred version of this song; see the ...is a Real Boy version for the definitive

Dropkick Murphys - The Legend of Finn MacCumhail (Sing Loud, Sing Proud!)

A Perfect Circle - Annihilation (Emotive)

[which-one-are-they]

What flower reminds you of them?

♡ Reblog to assign somebody a flower 🌺 🌹🌷

[wambsgansshoelaces]

I got sick of looking for an ask game so let’s just all introduce ourselves with a template I made <3

name:

pronouns:

favorite succession character:

favorite wambsgansshoelaces fic(sorry lol):

favorite tv show:

mental illness????:

pms open/closed:

favorite color:

anything you want to say:

i’m hoping to get to know you all more <3 reblog/ reply with your answers! if this flops I’ll cry <3

[rae0fsunsh1ne]

get to know me

last song: I started listening to the new green day album

last film: Mean Girls the musical

currently reading: nothing at the moment, but looking for recommendations

currently watching: currently as in literally right now, a DIY squishy kit review lol but otherwise i've been watching Archer with my boyfriend and on my own I've been watching Sweettooth

currently consuming: pineapple juice with lots of water added to it

currently craving: idk, a good night sleep?

tagging @thatblondeperson @lem0nb0iii @yayponies @theweirdosareout @madeleinelovescolours @semipreciousstone @voiceoflightcity @0h-the-guilt @iamgettingalife idk who else

[rieindiegames]

IseKai's Steam Achievements

I never did chat about IseKai's amusingly named steam achievements! As tempting as it is to share them all out of context, I thought it'd be fun to pull a few from what a random number generator selects, and share them for your viewing pleasure. Can you guess what unlocks with each of these titles? I'll give you brownie points if you somehow guess at least 8 out of 16 correctly.

The Power of the Goddess and Technology On My Side [6]

People Die When They’re Killed. Except Me [1]

We’re Destined? Why Didn’t Ise So? [1]

My Next Life As A Harem Master [8]

Demonic Omelette. One Bite Fills the Stomach of a Grown Woman. [6]

I’m Something of a Linguist Myself [6]

Oh... That's Why We Left [1]

Love A Man Who Wears My Enemies [1]

Me? Fit? Ceres Who? [2]

Friendship? I’m Bad Adis [3]

Monster Lover Permit [1]

Grandmother Approved Yandere [1]

I’ve Got Two Hands [8]

Us Fossils Licking Rocks [3]

A Boy’s Best Friend Is Your Grandmother [6]

I Like to See How Red The Flag Gets [4]

I will place hints under this cut 😉😉😉

✨All right! So you want some hints? Sure!✨ There are 16 achievements shared above, and IseKai has 9 different types of achievements!

Start a prologue, route, or reach a midpoint in a route.

Head down a unique route branch with either Ceres or Ise.

Befriend an side character.

Viewed all endings such as all good, all bad, or all neutral etc.

Unlock all CGs. [This is not one of the ones above.]

See a special moment or make a permanent choice.

View a story critical ending. [This is not one of the ones above.]

Reach a significant plot milestone.

Unlock all achievements. [This is not one of the ones above.]

Now, look at the numbers at the end of every title above. Hopefully you have a better idea of how to structure your guess. If you're still finding it tricky, then only 5 of the above 16 are not possible to achieve in the vertical slice of IseKai. However, it's still possible to guess with the information from it.

[film-in-my-soul]

Ficlet Bingo: Whump Hangster please!

Warning: Vague depictions of bodily injury

.⋆｡°✩ Jake is hurt. But it's alright. Bradley is there. ✩°｡⋆.

His ears are ringing, but that's not the half of it; it's just the half that's the most present while his eyes are still closed, and his body is deciding what the hell it wants to focus on first. Apparently, when he tries to suck in a breath to regain the air he's lost, his broken ribs win out. He's saved from screaming because he didn't manage that breath after all.

Opening his eyes seems impossible, not with the way alarms are turning his brain into a house fire, and the idea of even twitching is threatening an insurmountable kind of panic into his throat. Still, there's a background frequency to the pain and flaring in his brain, a loop of memorable shouts from COs and his father that forces him to shove down all the rolling fear trying to eat him alive.

'Don't you quit now cadet!'

'The Navy doesn't let little boys into planes, Seresin. You a little boy? Then stop acting like one!'

'I didn't raise my son to cry over scraped knees, Jake. Pick yourself up and stop throwing dirt on the Sere-'

"-sin! Hangman!"

The loop escapes his ears and unfurls into the open. For a terrifying second, Jake thinks he's starting to lose it. He can't tell if he's bleeding out, doesn't know if the aching all over his body is accompanied by lacerations or worse, so it's possible he's dying right now and doesn't know it. But-

"Jake," the voice is closer now, and Jake, sucking in the smallest breath he can manage, ignoring the nausea at the rattle in his lungs when it blows out, recognizes it.

"-shaw," he can't get the whole word to form, not past the ragged cough that racks him and lights his chest up like an angry Christmas tree, all fuckshitow and red.

He attempts to do it again but comes up empty, and then he redirects his energy into opening his eyes because talking is apparently out of the question. He's just managing it, blinking grit and what's probably blood out of them, when a shadow falls over his body, and the ground vibrates with how hard Rooster hits his knees next to where Jake's sprawled out.

He thinks he might say something when the other man's face swims into focus, but between his body deciding it really needs him to know it's fucked in some significant way and managing the feat of seeing, it doesn't come out as more than a slur. It makes Rooster's eyebrows scrunch and his mouth pucker, ugly and a little wrecked, so Jake doesn't try again.

"Fuck," Rooster curses under his breath like he's hoping Jake doesn't catch it. It wouldn't matter if he didn't; the sentiment is a shared one, and if he thought he could nod in agreement without throwing up or screaming, he would.

Jake doesn't realize his eyes are slipping closed again until there's a warm, soft pressure on his cheek, tapping at it with shaking fingers.

"Hey, hey, don't you fucking close your eyes, Jake." Rooster's voice is choked, wet like Jake's cough had been, and it's the worry that maybe Rooster had gotten just as messed up as Jake had that has him forcing his lids back up, trying to search for injuries his slowly melting brain hadn't caught.

He doesn't see any, but the way Rooster smiles, wobbly, as he strokes his thumb over Jake's slowly numbing skin is enough of a reward to try and keep his eyes from slipping closed again.

Rooster's doing something with his other hand, poking and prodding, maybe inspecting Jake to find out if he's all still in one piece, but he doesn't leave, and he doesn't take his hand off Jake's face, keeping up the point of contact like it's enough of a comfort to weather the storm of hurt Jake's slowly becoming detached from.

Eventually, he must run out of things to look at, or maybe he just can't stomach it anymore because his attention drifts back to Jake's face. He gets closer, bending over far enough that their foreheads knock together, his hand slipping from Jake's skin to the front of his top, twisting into the fabric and holding on so tight that it almost jostles his no-doubt mangled torso.

"I've got you, sweetheart. You're gonna be okay. I've got you."

Jake doesn't mean to blink and not open his eyes for a second time, but he can't help. Regardless, with Rooster clutching at him, murmuring into his hair, and doing something that might be calling for help, it's alright. Because Jake's gonna be okay.

Bradley said so.

Ficlet Bingo!

[queenofapeacefuldawn]

Roshani Chokshi's secret personal assistant's secret blog

I wish

[ponds-of-ink]

Well, here it is. The final round.

…And, for whatever reason, he’s back in the position of Round 1.

I’d say be extra careful, but uhh… Maybe check to see if he’s doing okay. Got a tip from one of y’all that he’s been “well-behaved”, which means he might be upset for all I know.

I mean, sure. Be cautious if/when you do check. He’s not exactly the “clinging tightly to the nearest person” type. He’s more like the… “stab you and run off to go let loose emotions somewhere else” type. And I don’t think y’all want that.

At least I’ll be back in the afternoon, so you won’t have as long with him this time.