#COME ON EDY!

[grandmafc]

I hope Ederson does something insane today

[inkskinned]

you have to be sexy but you have to be sexy in a way that's kind of bloody. you learn this early because you are wearing a ruffled skirt and the snow around your ankles kicks little sand particles against your calves. baby's first catcall. welcome to sexiness! welcome to the eyesore of your own body!

you have to be sexy like high heels. like sculpted eyebrows. like lean stomach and highly treated hair. you have to be sexy like youth is sexy, which means you have to be sexy like boxtox and plastic. a 30 year old can be sexy but she's not going to be bloody, and they like the bloodiness of it. a 30 year old is sexy when she is a whiskey glass and a wooden desk.

but you need to be sexy like an open mouth. you need to be sexy like a bitten apple. like plucked skin and white-knuckling the waxing kit.

so sex is a performance, not an enjoyment. for a while, you just assumed everyone else was also in on the joke - nobody actually likes sex that much, right? like, some men probably do, but why would you? it is like a gender - your gender is sexy. your gender is the performance of sex. you are thigh highs and garter belts. which, to be fair, do make you feel sexy.

part of what does make sex good is that you can tell that other people want you, which means the performance of sexiness is both bloody and wanted, which is good, which means you are winning at having a body. being wanted is the prize. being wanted is the thing you are searching for, not hope. you think you are looking for a soft grave in easy loam, but that is bloody but not sexy. to be sexy you must be bloody like a red open sign. bloody like a handprint. this will make you wanted.

any wanted or unwanted body is subject to supply and demand, which is to say that the more demand, the better you are valued. you must be highly demanded to be valued. this is stated in matter-of-fact by some men. sometimes it is a priest that says it, and sometimes it is a podcaster, and sometimes it is the 45th president of the united states of america.

(if you do not have any experience with being told your value, i want you to grab the nearest bird to you and i want you to crush it into a thin paste in your hand. spit into the center, and then hold your fingers closed tight around it for days and days, long after the rot has set in. feel bones itch inside of your fist. this is only a fraction of what it actually feels like, but it will suffice for a moment.)

good sex feels like you have earned their desperation. you have earned your own value. for a while you operated under the understanding that everyone knew about the power structure, even him. that their desire to take you - the violence of it - means that you must desire to be caught. little prince, guardian fox - you would rather have cut your own arm off. you liked the secret, cunning little voice you keep tucked into a box. you think you are fucking me. i am not even here right now. you are fucking what i conned you into perceiving. this is a painting, not a person. dominion over the body before all things.

so you bend your body like a wheat shaft and learn the steps so perfectly that it almost seems graceful. (if you do not have experience faking your own connection to your body and sexuality, cut each of your articles of clothing just a little bit incorrectly. pour fishbones into each of your meals. this way, you will experience the average noon on a tuesday.)

you have to be sexy like light spilled over a desk, but not desperate. not a noose. you can't be sexy like an electric guitar, you are the acoustic. you have to be on top of the bull but you can't have control over the animal.

okay, okay. the little rabbit of your heart went to sleep so long ago that winter has ravaged your concept of the human soul. there's something very-bad inside you, something that has taken over, a little fetid and rabid animal, angry and hurting and willing to bite first.

oh but even that's a pain that's sexy. open your mouth. be careful not to let the canines show.

[pippindot]

Pip has started playing keepaway with the baby

[kikidoesfanfic]

Stevie Harrington at The Hideout, dragged there on a Thursday night by her boyfriend Tommy, the boy heckling at the band on the small dingy stage and generally making an ass of himself while she sits there bored out of her mind, ignored.

Until she notices the woman on stage in a leather jacket and ripped jeans, Edie Munson, and can't bring herself to look away. Stevie sees her around school all the time, how could she not when the other girl climbs on the tables in the cafeteria to monologue about conformity and jocks any chance she gets in her platform boots. (And so what if Stevie secretly agrees with her, that the womens sport teams are given nothing even when they make championships while the boys teams can lose every game and still get extra funding and practice time, rewarded for not even meeting mediocrity. That it's all unfair.)

Tommy makes another crack at the band, Corroded Coffin, Stevie remembers, and she tells him to shut up and let her enjoy the music without even looking away from the stage. Tommy is of course, ego bruised, and starts making a scene, which gets Stevie looking at him.

Until she hears Edie sing low, with a bit of gravel in her voice, "I could be a better boyfriend than him, I could do the shit that he never did." Pulling her back like a siren.

And Tommy is pissed, grabs Stevie's arm and tells her they're leaving. It's the final nail in the coffin, and in this moment she can't understand what she was ever thinking agreeing to date someone like him.

"Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him, I could be such a gentleman," Edie sings, and it feels like it's for Stevie's ears only as she pulls herself away, tells Tommy they're done.

"Find your own way home then," Tommy spits, storming out the door, and Stevie should be mad, should absolutely be angry that he's leaving her in a strange bar on the outskirts of town alone with no way home, and tomorrow she might be, but...

"If I could give you some advice, I would leave with me tonight," Edie practically purrs, using the microphone stand as a prop, bringing her body against it in a wave, entrancing. Stevie can't be mad at Tommy, can't think of him at all, not when Edie Munson is looking at her like that.

"Never would have left you alone, for someone else to take you home," she sings with a wink as Stevie sits back in her booth, barely looking away from each other until it's time for Edie to drive her back into Hawkins proper.

Stevie wakes up the next morning in Edie's bed, having had it thoroughly proven, even with one night, that she's a far better boyfriend than Tommy could ever dream of being.

[elfcollector]

You can assume I’m generally aware there’s a war on, Commander!

[rontra]

ive been messing around with au'rhea so much lately it was probably inevitable that one of us would make some kind of joke that would push me over some kind of edge......

this started as a convoluted SCH riff but by the time i was actually drawing it i had invented a bunch of bespoke new lore and plot so dont even worry about it . SCH but slightly to the left. SCH but file the serial numbers off

[crossbackpoke-check]

Why I Am Not Coming In To Work Today [abridged], Jess Zimmerman

part one | part two

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF SHENKO 1/?

The end of the world has a way of reminding you of all the things you forgot to say do. Mass Effect: Legendary Edition (2021)

[edith-is-a-cat]

i desperately wanna be creative writing wise. the self ship shit all right lets roll it out typed out in app (may not look for errors) aint gonna be long since its one-ish scene

hi ms auburn subjects you to this :3!! @cloudcountry

dont forget my irl they gotta be subjected too @samsung-refrigerator-2000

thought of this while with my bio dad in a kroger so you know i was cooking

580 words and apparently the site i use to check thinks this..

"Fuck--Shit-- Ugh Idia... uhm give me a second please. Sorry." They murmured out more curses against the chain around their neck.

As Ede fiddled with the accursed clasp; hands shaking so hard it could swear they were going to drop the two precious soda tabs that were on the chain. Though after a few more fucks, shits, and damn its were thrown at the clasp it finally decided to do its job and unhook from the chain. It grabbed one tab white knuckles around the small thing while shoving the other tab an chain in their cardigan pocket.

"So.. Well... Uhm Fuck.. This may be a bit stupid--bit of an odd way to well uhm.. Confess." They looked down at the ground face already redder.

Idia just narrowed his eyes he KNEW this was way too romantic of a spot to just hang out with someone at. (Yes, Ede, very good choice sunset on a cliff overlooking the ocean; yes, he will never guess what he was called here for.) He almost got smug smile stuck on his face after guessing correct. He was thinking to himself: he just predicted the enemy's at-- OH WAIT WHAT. Pause, Pause, Rewind, Slow the playback, WHAT DO THEY MEAN CONFESS.

Internally Idia was processing everything like an old laptop with The Sims 4, 48 Chrome tabs, Spotify, Discord, and OBS all at once. But the outside hardware looked fine, he was stood there like a tall stack of rocks as Ede started their confessional monologue.

"Well uh.. this just may be a bit stupid but please just hold out your hand? I have a thing for you"

Idia without too much thinking held out his hand, partially still thinking about them confessing to him romantically and why the hell they were giving him one of its soda tabs. Yeah, Ede was right, very odd way of confessing. They shakily placed the knick-knack in his palm yanking their hand back in fear (not like hes gonna bite), hands held together as if in prayer.

Idia stared at the tab, didn't look like how he usually got them off the can. This one was different to his usual ones, it had a little metal piece with a hole in the middle, where there usual was nothing.

"Well uhm Yeah this was a stupid idea but fuck it I'm already here… It was meant for someone else for awhile, but I won't ever get to see them so the one in your hand is for you now… So uhm the tab means I would like a kiss for this scenario it also means something more. I love you Idia. It means I love you so much more than the little platonic love yous I would just drop casually." They take a sharp breath, cutting through the lump building in their throat, "Just-- If you return my feelings give it back, if you don't just throw it away."

They stare down at the ground, adrenaline fueling the getaway plan, run until its lungs hurt.

Thank Seven Idia was still blue screening because Ede sprinted down the cliff as fast as their legs could to get back to NRC Campus, back to Ramshackle, back to its haven to hide from his reaction.

Idia just stood there like rock soda tab in hand. Well? guess that was a W for him.. just gotta hope they aren't too afraid to talk to him again, he has to return it somehow...

[nellasbookplanet]

I just finished my playthrough of me2, and as I put off the overlord and arrival dlcs until the end of it my thoughts on them are very fresh and Must be aired.

The frustrating thing is, they didn’t have to suck. The gameplay, like the shadowbroker dlc, is fun and stands out from the rest of the game! The story and themes of 'how far will you go in sacrificing individual lives in the name of winning a war/stopping extinction' fits well with the overall narrative and emphasis on hard choices! I mostly enjoy them! Only, overlord is completely undone by gross ableism, and arrival doesn’t actually let you engage with the choice it sets up; it fully forces your hand, and then makes the whole thing feel pointless by just having the reapers show up for a surprise attack in the next game anyway. It’s a trolley problem that doesn’t actually let you control the lever and then derails the entire train to hit both tracks no matter what you do.

So, how do you fix arrival? Personally, I would probably keep in the loss of the batarian colony as inevitable, but change the focus. As it is, barely a moment is spared to let it sink in that you're about to end 300 000 lives, and the only 'choice' you get is whether you attempt to (futilely) warn them in a blink and you'll miss it scene. I would've at a minimum added dialogue options where Shepard/the player could’ve expressed anger at how this work could’ve gone on for as long as it did without a warning being sent long before. For a bigger change, that could’ve led into a major conflict: a paragon Shepard trying to warn the colony, while her opponents argue that doing so would jeopordize the project/the hidden base and tries to stop her as part of the final fight of the dlc. If you choose to warn and do it in time, perhaps some small amount of people make it out, with the majority of the colony still being destroyed to keep the tone of sacrifice. If you want to keep it real dark, everyone dies no matter how hard you try to save them, but you should at least have been given the option to seriously try even if it’s hopeless.

But there isn’t really a workaround for how part of the problem with arrival is a problem with the batarians: had the colony been human, turian, or asari, most players would likely have been more upset because those are our allies. The batarians, however, are a one-note species never portrayed as anything other than slavers, criminals, and terrorists. While other species are allowed horrific acts while still being portrayed as complex people capable of both good and bad (need I remind you of the first contact war, the krogan rebellion, the genophage, the quarian's attempted genocide of the geth, the geth's war against biological life, and so on), the player is given little to no reason to sympathize with batarians. Had they been made to feel like actual people while still our enemies from the start of the game, arrival would've felt more like the gut punch of sacrifice it was and less like it was off-handedly writing off a people everyone hates, anyway. There could’ve been a discussion of 'are you more willing to sacrifice those you don’t know/don’t like and what does it say about you; is this a sacrifice or is it selfish revenge with the greater good as cover (a discussion especially brought up if you take the renegade choice)' but instead it feels almost vindictive.

[spacedlexi]

i love my little pathfinder bioware please dont abandon the ryder twins im begging you

some extras since it took a bit to get comfortable drawing her

[daffi-990]

Ngl I’m not feeling as excited for the back half of season 7 😕.

I’m excited for Maddie and Chim to finally get married and for whatever bachelor party shenanigans happen, but aside from that I’m just .. the excitement is lacking.

[chevelleneech]

Getting mad that a show cut scenes or “filmed too many scenes while knowing their time slot” is pretty naïve. It sucks the Buddie karaoke scene was cut, especially because Oliver clearly had both fun and dreaded doing it since he doesn’t like karaoke, but it’s not the first scene in the history of television to be cut in post production.

I understand the upset, and I do think they’re using Buck and Eddie’s friendship to keep Buddie shippers interested this season due to Buck being canonically bi now, but I can’t say I think the scene being cut was a form of bait. I think and have said it before, season seven was not planned out. I think Tim and co had to wing it a little more than usual to hurry up and get something on air for ABC to keep the show from being cancelled. Therefore, as the episodes are written and filmed and edited, things are ending up on the cutting room floor.

Tommy did gain popularity, they are still trying to figure out what to do with Marisol, and whatever else of happening behind the scenes that we don’t know about, are actively affecting the direction being chosen. There’s no way to know if Tommy will be around for a while, but there’s also no way to know if it was ever planned that he be here and gone within two or so episodes.

And Oliver can say all day that Tim Minear writes what he wants and doesn’t let anyone tell him how to build his show, but that’s not 100% true. Anyone who knows a tiny bit about the industry knows that, and even if ABC gave him more room to stretch his wings, the execs still have the ultimate say.

So I while I don’t yet think Buddie has been axed by the network, it’s possible whatever the original idea or direction for this episode was, might have been altered in some way. We also don’t know all of what has been cut, for any of the characters. Meaning, it’s ignorant to claim they only cut Buddie to bait the ship, when no one knows what else we were supposed to see this season anyway, that didn’t make it in the first five episodes.

[meggydolaon]

hey mesa!! looking very intently at your wip titled "rockrose and thistle". i am an amazing devil fan first and a human being second. anything you wanna share from that?

also love to see that the cursed bird au has a working title now. got anything else new from that au?

Hi Rainey!! :D

So Rockrose and Thistle is a Berniegard fic from fe3h and I know you don't go here so I will Provide Context

The Rockrose and the Thistle in question:

Edelgard (red lady) and Bernadetta (purple girl). So just from the colors they're already pretty rockrose and thistle coded but the themes/lyrics of the song is important too!!

Fe3h is a game revolving around a war and it has multiple (4) routes depending on which faction the player sides with. This fic takes place where Edelgard loses ;( whump whump 🎺

As the spearhead of the war, Edie's got a lot of weight on her shoulders. Meanwhile Bernie, the local shut in, has been largely avoiding direct involvement. But as the tides take a turn for the worst, Bernie musters the resolve to stand by her emperor 😤

I really want to lean heavily on the parts in the song where it goes from "I know the kindest thing is to leave you alone" to "I know the kindest thing is to never leave you alone" ;w;

Cursed Bird AU is a pile of paper clippings and conspiracy yarn rn but I'm having fun with it XD the title "Making Noise" is inspired by Hozier's To Noise Making (Sing) as well as a double entendre referring to being vocal, disruptive, or popular. So basically perfect for Grace >;3c

To the uninformed, Cursed Bird AU is my Stray Gods wip where the Idols steadily regain power after the events of the game. Following the ending where Grace punched Athena, the goddess curses her to become a bird monster that can't speak, and therefore can't sing >:0 !!

A resurgence for Idols and insurgence from Athena means higher stakes god conflict!! This also means an expanded cast and one of the developments I like so far is the new Artemis. Name pending but she's blind!! Which I think will make her interactions with Medusa interesting, and also Laelaps will be more than happy to be a guide dog uwu 🦮

The real question is: do you trust her with a bow 🤨

Ask game in question btw

[h2llish]

if i were to paint anything on u i would put the slightly iridescent silver sparkly paint on u like how u see those fancy wood carvings

AWE EDIE EATS YOU EATS YOU

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF PRIORITY: SUR'KESH

Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Lt. James Vega, EDI, and Urdnot Wrex With: Lt. Steve Cortez, Dr. Mordin Solus, Major Kirrahe, and Urdnot Bakara And a Special Guest Appearance by: Adm. Steven Hackett Alliance R&D has officially begun construction on the Prothean device. The team has dubbed it: "Project Crucible". We're throwing everybody who knows how to throw a hammer at it. This is gonna be the most ambitious undertaking in human history. I'm not saying it won't be a challenge- but we can do this, Shepard. You can do this. Never doubt that. Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

+BONUS (the smirk™️)