#I reget nothing at all

[spineless-lobster]

I cannot and will not be stopped. lesbian odysseus be upon ye

[clonewarsahsoka]

:/

[le-monchou]

you dream of stars, so, for you, i climb the moon || leona kingscholar

"dreams in a new world could still stay the same, right?" you start randomly in the midst of cooking, leona's ears twitching to indicate he heard you. "there's nothing wrong with my dreams?"

"of course there ain't nothin' wrong with your dreams." leona rumbles somewhere nearby you, pausing to somewhat clumsily flip the pancakes he was making. "dreams are... stupid, naive, sometimes. but they're never wrong. what, did ya have some dumb dream?"

"no, nothing like that." you murmured, and the kitchen fell quiet again as the fires burned by your sides. "just thinking about how, when i was little, i really wanted to open a bakery. it was supposed to be all nice and cute, too, but then life happened."

"life happened." leona echoes, sort-of-agreeing with you before switching off the stove and taking off the tacky apron you bought him for an anniversary. "i guess that happens to everyone."

"but somewhere, i feel like im regetting not trying hard enough to go to culinary school or learn to cook from the neighbourhood street shops, you know? i could have started something within nrc but-"

"you could have done more, sure." leona starts, cutting you off with a sigh you could only describe as gentle, slow, lightly-treading to make sure he understood what you were trying to say fully. "but somethin' i saw when i visited cheka recently... is that we tend to be harder on ourselves despite knowing everything about the situations we were in. for example-" leona turns your around and shuts the gas, letting the stew simmer.

"let's say there's another kid who ends up in nrc like you, magicless and all, but there's no 'grim' they could have. and they did exactly what you did. would you blame them for crimes? for death?" you give him a look, gritting your teeth before answering with a resounding no. "not only were they forced into problems they knew nothing about, they would only be a child. that's your answer, right?"

"then why doesn't it apply to you? you were a child too. doesn't matter how old you actually were, you were younger than now, that's how time fucking works. some things are just always gonna be out of your control, but." leona pauses to take your hands in his and kiss your palms, warm from the stream of the stew. "if you dream of the stars, i'll climb the fucking moon for you to hang 'em there. so why don't you go and show me the bakery you wanna start, hmm?"

honestly this ended up more serious bc a lot of my american friends are panicking about the elections (not gonna blame them tbh it is a mess) but hopefully the leona-kissers in the us enjoy this for a bit!! 424 words tagging: @aivy-saur, @nemisisnemi, @fungifanart, @loser-jpg, @glidiaxoxo @puowei, @vauxxnm

[buggybambi]

hi mae<3

i hope ur day is going great and all is well :)

i had this thought:

reader works at the bear and is friends (or at least is on good terms) with everybody.

except carmy.

he goes out of his way to make sure he doesn't have to be around them, he only speaks when absolutely necessary, and is just super avoidant in general.

reader is confused and thinks that maybe it's her work ethic or maybe something she said.

so she throws herself into work, making sure every little thing is perfect and makes sure to be extra nice to carm.

but nothing changes, in fact, it seems like he's even more distant than he used to be.

reader is baffled and a little annoyed by his behavior.

she's having a full-on rant to sydney , wondering what she did to upset him and sydney is struggling to keep in the fact that carmy is hopelessly & utterly in love with you.

-🪷

OH MY GOODNESS STOP IMAGINE

okay. you started working at the bear after the official opening, and it had been chaotic to say the least. but you had gotten along well with the entire staff! they took you in so carelessly and basically adopted you into their little family, like its adorable

except for one person. carmen berzatto, the man who would never outright say he didn't like you (because of course he wouldnt) but he would just act kinda cold. he only talks to you when its required or when he cant avoid it, he barely hangs around you like the rest of the staff.

so you dedicated yourself. made sure everything was perfect and to his liking.

so one night, after carmen had flat out walked out of the room you entered in, you began the rant to syd.

"i don't get it. did i do something? maybe he regets hiring me and just can't say it or maybe he just thinks i'm too immature for this job or i upset a customer and he hates me for it! mr. belara did say last week it took me a while to get their drinks but i had the entire section!" you ramble, sitting on top of the counter-top, eating marcus' latest dessert possibility (because of course you're their guinea pig!!)

and syd is just trying to fight back her laugh. because she knows that carmen isn't avoiding you because he regrets hiring you or because of mr belara's soda delays, but because he's in love with you. like the kind of love that could consume him if it wanted, and he can’t focus when you’re around. like he’s just hopelessly in love with you!!

[h7jfangirl]

TODAYS TGS UPTADE

Guys...

Hyde said "sorry"

Hyde is regretting his actions

He dosent want Jekyll to leave... he never wanted Jekyll to leave

Even if Hyde wanted to be the one in control he never wanted the resposabilties, thats why he kept Jekyll with him

But in this moment, he is not longer mad at Jekyll, Hyde dosent trust himself to be in control by his own or maybe... he just dosent care that he may be capture, but the fact that Henry is no longer here to make him company

And even I think now, that maybe Hyde is the part that had the little self love Jekyll still had

Henry didnt see Edward nothing more than a burden, feelings and thoughs to be ashame with and keep them deep down in his mind. However, for Edward Henry was his support, his guide and way out for trouble, the reason in emotional moments.

Also, I like to point out that even if Hyde is the one in completly control now... the red is still present in him, his scars from the glass he destroyed himself...

I have a prediction actually, its kinda funny: Hyde is regetting everything now, almost crying for Henry, but when he´ll finally see Jekyll again I can see Hyde trying to act proud and all so he wont admit that he needs Jekyll and would mess everything even more

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Ask me Anything -- Tal Smithson

Have you heard of the magical girl genre?

Fuck yes, have you read Sailor Nothing? World-changing. Preneek. Literature. I mean we only have two thirds of it but they were a great two thirds.

If you had awoken in Captain Aspen’s situation, would you have waited as long to wake others up?

I wouldn’t have woken anyone up. I don’t think it would even have occurred to me.

Do you feel more lucky or guilty that you’re the only one to survive your Ring’s ejection? Sorry if this one is too personal.

Why would I feel guilty? I was asleep.

If this is not too rude to ask, could you tell me a little about the Brennan gender identity, and grammar around pronouns?

I don’t know what you’re asking. It’s just a gender. Some people are men and some people are women and some people are brennan. And some people are something else I guess, like Aspen or the Friend.

Did you have any pets, or tend to animals growing up?

I had a pet monitor lizard named Cthulhu.

Have you done any work salvaging preneek data?

Yeah I used to be involved in tracking down and scraping old hard drives and servers for any possible recoverable data. Fillmore! Episode 5, Red Robins Don’t Fly? That was me. I found AND recovered that. You’re welcome.

Would you download a car?

I did once but the machine shop wouldn’t build me anything from unverified files. Also I don’t drive, obviously. Also I have nowhere to put a car.

What is Neocambrian meme culture like?

What’s meme culture?

Do you think the developments with Amy are as wild as I do?

Amy makes no fucking sense, my entire life since waking up on this ship has been a fever dream. In fact I’m not entirely convinced it isn’t a fever dream. Possibly I went to sleep and the neurostimulator started making me dream to preserve my brain on the trip and that’s what’s still happening right now. We’ll all wake up at Hylara super disoriented and filled with years’ worth of false memories.

What do you think should be done with the colonists that are too affected by Amy when the ship reaches Hylara?

It’s hardly up to me, is it? They’re going to die. I’m not a necromancer.

Do you ever worry you are in some sort of preneek science fiction novel, or movie?

What kind of weirdo would write something like this?

You are good at being a cybercriminal, how did you get caught?

The police, as it turns out, are also good at catching a cybercriminal.

If you could bring sometimes from earth with you, what would you pick?

Reget Bryce. Fucking arsehole. I hate that guy. He should have to be on this ship.

Do you want to give some of your dreams to Amy?

No, I’m very glad to have woken up before that could happen. Although maybe if she had a brain that knew literally anything about computers she wouldn’t be such a fucking mess in there.

What you hate the most?

People who think Star Trek and Star Wars were alternate names for the same franchise and totally fuck up our databases through unnecessary combinations. No Spock wasn’t a Force user. That took so many months to fix.

Are you scared of being made into a slave when you land?

I honestly don’t see how things are going to be significantly different to our current situation, except that we will be on the ground and presumably have less gaming time.

Kill someone innocent or be killed? Choose one.

We’ve got like four thousand spare innocent lives on hand, it’s not like it’s a limited resource. I probably will end up fucking up and killing at least one of them anyway. Just based on probability and this fucking nightmare of an AI.

Have you even be out of Texas?

Yeah I went on this submarine trip once to follow an old internet cable we discovered in the hopes that it would lead to some interesting server with some interesting information. It didn’t. It just lead to a small bunker from the time of the collapse, a seal had been breached and the entire thing was flooded. Nothing electronic was recoverable. There were some cool skeletons in there though.

[aith-art]

Falloutober 2023 - Day 12

"Rust"

@falloutober

Word Count - 1373

The room must have been spacious at some point. But with all the technology there, it felt more cramped and busy. Lights flicked and flashed. Something was beeping. Faraday was pattering around, looking at the equipment and doing some kind of checks. Chase watched me with an unbroken glare. She didn’t like me being around. One of very few none synths that had ever entered Arcadia, and someone who’d helped take down countless Coursers. But I ment them no harm. 

DiMA and Nick were at the otherside of the old telescope, sharing what I hoped were amicable discussion. Dana had sat against the wall, her head laid back and her eyes closed. It had been a long week and hadn’t been easy on her. She needed the nap, I just wished she’d found a comfier place to sleep cause she’d reget sleeping like that when she awoke. But for now, she was calm and safe. 

Leaning against the door, I continued to contemplate what we had to do. Going into the Nucleus was almost suicidal. If the crazy cult didn’t catch on to our plans then the radiation that’s said to be within the Nucleus would be fatal. The Children of Atom had changed so much in the century since I’d left Megaton. From a simple and slightly weird religion that stood around an old bomb, to borderline crazed killers who knew no mercy. 

I forced my mind to wander, thinking about the job wouldn’t help my mind, I thought about Nick and DiMA. Brothers, even if they cannot accept it, that had been reunited and had experiences no one else cound understand. Not an uncommon narrative in my travels, both myself and Dana had our fair share of experiences with siblings that we could not agree with. But there was something about Nick and DiMA I just couldn’t shake. They’d been around for nearly a hundred years if either one is to be believed. Though their exterior was predominantly some kind of polymer, they both had large amounts of exposed metal. 

As my mind continued to wander down this path of questions, my feet began to move and I found myself leaning against the railing near where Nick and DiMA were sat. 

“I still don’t feel proud of taking it as bad as I did. Maybe we could start over?” I stayed quiet as Nick and DiMA conversed. Nick had been colder to DiMA than I could have expected on first arrival. I supposed finding out you had a sibling after decades of believing you were alone isn’t easy, it hadn’t been for me. 

“I’d like that.” DiMA’s voice was always so measured. A calm voice that could passify the masses. It was almost disconcerting. As if he wasn’t always mentally there. Looking at things through an oblique angle. But there was also strain in it. Like it hurt for him to talk, like his vocal box had been damaged slightly over the years. “Its been good to talk to you, Nick.” 

The conversation lulled. Nick stood up and walked over to young Dana. He just hovered around her. Keeping her safe. DiMA looked at me. Though he couldn’t really emote, it was clear he was studying me. Calculating what I wanted to say. It felt weird to ask my question after such a heart warming moment, but it seemed DiMA wanted to know what I had to ask. 

“Hey, DiMA. I’ve got a… Well it might be a weird question but it’s been bugging me since I met Nick and then you…” I was talking faster than I intended to. Technology had always been something I was passionate about, and I always found myself rambling at speed when I got to bring it up. “It’s just well…” I took a breath, trying to slow myself down. “Do you and Nick rust?” 

DiMA said nothing for a moment. I felt myself shrink back slightly. I was a kid again, asking my mother about the eyebots and the mechanics of her project. “Oh…” I bit my lip, feeling more embarrassed by not just my question but my outburst of energy. “I hadn’t expected you to ask about that.” He caught me off guard. 

“What had you expected me to ask about?” I enquired. 

“How Arcadia works and interacts with the locals? how we sustain ourselves? Potentially how all the technology in this very room works.” 

It was my turn to be stumped. “Huh, I mean. I can’t say I haven’t been curious about that. But I guess a lot of that I’ve been observing. Other than the tech in here. Which if I was ever allowed to properly look at I could probably work out how to use it easy enough.” 

“Yes. You have a bright mind that quickly adapts too and can interpret situations. And you are certain you are not a synth?” 

“We can keep having these conversations, no. I’m not a synth. I have a blank space in my memory due to an enclave experiment but I’m most definitely human. Not that theres a problem being a synth. It’s just, some of my…” I had started ranting again, stopped thinking as fast. I hadn’t really spoken about the brains in Big Mt since I’d left. I left a pause as I chose the right words. “Former aquaintances would have known.” It was a weak half truth at best. DiMA could tell I believed for a fact I wasn’t a synth he didn’t know that I’d had concrete evidence of my lack of synth-hood. And I wasn’t about to admit to it here. 

“I have no doubt you believe that, whole heartedly.” I bit my tongue. I didn’t need to explain why talking to one's own brain was the best evidence in existence for not being a synth. “But back to your initial question. Do we rust?” 

My mind clicked back into the conversation I had come over here to have. “Yeah. I know your exterior is some kind of polymer, but your joint-work, and the vacuum tubes up your back. The connects for all those must get exposed to water every now and then. Are they made of some kind of rust resistant material. Cause that wouldn’t make sense, give the Institute was buit underground and you were never ment to be exposed to things like the rain.” The filter between my brain and my mouth faded away as I kept trying to connect the dots that had been there in my mind the entire time. “Or is it like the robots out in the wastes where you require constant maintenance and have to keep yourself dry all the time. Cause that can’t be easy on an island like this. Then again your safe from the fog up here which is where most of the damp on the island comes from.” As I kept talking, DiMA listened and Faraday came round the corner, standing over DiMA shoulder. I almost didn’t notice his appearance. “Cause things like Mr Handy’s and the old Enclave Eyebots require constant maintenance to prevent rusting. Though most Mr Handy’s like Codsworth have the ability to maintain themselves or have a rust resistant coating on them…” My voice mutter into a silence as the two men looked at me. 

Faraday spoke up first. “You’ve really thought about this, haven’t you?” 

I laughed a little. “Yeah. It’s not every day you get to learn about new science and technology. So I like to let my mind think about these kind of things a lot.” 

“You’ve the mind of a true scientist.” DiMA commented. 

“I’m sure he’s likely to agree with you.” I muttered back without thinking. My face tense with reget the moment I finished saying it. I sounded crazy. 

“Yes,” He wasn’t going to bring it up. “To answer your question, I have developed a form of water resistant coating that prevents me from rusting. Faraday and myself have a system. As for Nick, I don’t know. You likely know more than myself.” 

“But you do rust?”

“Yes, we do rust.” 

“Huh. Interesting.” 

“Is that all you had wanted to find out.” 

“Pretty much.” I stood up from the railing, giving him a smile, “Thank you, DiMA.”

[themoontaxi]

hellooo, i love your café so much i just couldn’t stay away ☺️

🍷cyma - detailed moments where time/life doesn’t feel real (i.e. leaving the cinema; going outside at night while it’s snowing and hearing absolutely nothing while there’s a pinkish-orange hue to the sky, visiting the gas station at 1 am, etc) thought that would be a little different for ya ;)

🍷cyma - as studio ghibli movies if you watch them, if not, then just animated movies

🫐 category: interests/hobbies

take your time with my order and feel no pressure to serve little ole me. you have the right to refuse service after all 😌

tiana!! i finally did it! those were so original, i loved wracking my brain! beware of the madness under the cut <33

🍷 - cyma detailed moments where time/life doesn’t feel real:

you as deep talks that come at such random moments so neither you or your interlocutor are prepared but the convo is so good you end up putting your whole schedule on hold and never reget it even if you stood in the middle of a doorway for two hours and caught a cold from it

@ropoto as waking up in the morning having to fact check if any of the weird stuff you dreamed actually happened, realizing it didn’t and then being half glad half disappointed about it and having to continue with your day as if your existence wasn’t just turned upside down by your weirdly imaginative subconscious

@emforevermore as ascending into orbit thanks to a particularly otherworldly tune that makes you see stars and breathe in fairy dust while your body is lying motionless in bed not being able to cope with anything and if someone would speak to you you’d probably not notice

@sadgirlml as having just finishing a book that sucked you so far into another world that you feel disoriented for the rest of the day and try to decide if you wanna keep it to yourself and treasure it quietly or tell the whole world about it cause you’re so glad to have felt these emotions that you feel like others should too

@temilyrights as night walks alone in the city enjoying the peace and quiet and discovering how the streets look when only illuminated by lamps and moonlight while also always having to watch your back and thinking that every little sound is a bad omen

@originalvampireslut as driving at a deserted highway alone at night being able to finally forget just how many people there are on this fucking planet and using this opportunity to blast music on full volume and maybe even scream out all the pent up frustration

@ssabelova as days spent at the beach that simultaneously feel like an hour and like a whole lifetime spent watching people of every generation interact and enjoy their lives for once while the waves keep you grounded rhythmically crashing onto the shore and being sucked back into the ocean

🍷 - cyma studio ghibli movies:

i gave y’all some thoughts i had on them and how i feel they relate to you, then a letterboxd review i loved at the end that encapsulates the movie well and added some scenes to give you a general aesthetic in case you’re not familiar with the movies :)

you as the tale of the princess kaguya. the divine one. protagonist is from the moon. gets many marriage proposals but would rather stay alone with her garden. has a kind childhood friend who wants to run away with her. very cunning, sometimes a bit cold but feels deeply. review

@originalvampireslut as castle in the sky. the punk one. protagonist is an abducted princess. gets chased by pirates but later befriends them. has a cool friend who’d literally die for her and follow her anywhere. damn fearless, has trust issues but not regarding her own instincts. review

@ropoto as the wind rises. the sober one. protagonist is a kind workaholic. gets send to another country but returns for their loved one. has a talented partner who loves them unconditionally. determined, usually stoic but with a soft heart. review

@sadgirlml as my neighbor totoro. the tender one. protagonist is excited by everything. gets told to not be selfish but is a misunderstood selfless sunshine. has nice neighbors who’ll always help her out. busy bee, cutie pie and very very soft. review

@temilyrights as spirited away. the weird one. protagonist is on an acid trip. gets forced into labour but really only has to work for a day. has a friend who’s a dragon but also a river they once fell in as a child. open-minded, very shy but grows more confident in the process. review

@emforevermore as kiki’s delivery service. the sanguine one. protagonist is a witch. gets stranded in an unknown city but makes friends right away. has a lil black pessimistic cat who balances out her personality perfectly. very eager to learn, kind and generous. review

@ tiana my guess is that princess mononoke is your favorite so i refrained from assigning that to anyone hehe. i’ve only watched 11 ghibli movies as of now so this is not conclusive but i do feel like they fit quite well. let me know your thoughts!

🫐 - a bingo witht the category interests/hobbies:

ahhh i finally did it! thanks for sending something in, it was a blast! the movies were so good ugh thanks for making me appreciate them again or for the first time <33

[wafflehousec-137]

I’ve always wanted to be a writer or any sort of content creator lol so I’ve finally decided to write something that’s not for an assignment, I kinda feel like the assignment writings were better but idk what do you think? Do you like it? What’s good about it And what can I improve?

Untitled boat story Part -1

Oh come on it won't be that bad!” She said with a flirty overtone. I couldn't possibly go with her or any of them for that matter, they're all too chaotic and adventurous. “I'm sorry but I think it just won't be safe enough for all 5 of us to be in one boat, it could tip or eve-”, she cut me off with a punch to the shoulder. “Like i said it will be FINE, if Jamie or Chuck try anything ill tell them to stop and you know Keith is harmless.”. “Ugh okay ill go but you guys gotta be careful.'' I groaned.

When we all reached the pier I was confused, there was no boat or anything. Jamie, Keith, and she was with me at the pier but I started to wonder where Chuck could've been. I started to ask she and Jamie but before I could even get a single syllable out we all bolted in sporadic direction hoping to escape whatever hellish sound is barreling towards us. A roar that engulfed the entire sky came crashing out of the trees behind us and were faced with a possibly worth fate then death itself, Chuck. Not just Chuck, Chuck with a heavy ATV vehicle and a boat attached to the back. “AHH HAHA That was priceless you guys are a bunch of pussies!”. Chuck hollered at us like a overgrown school bully. Jamie started laughing with him as keith just started collecting shells it seemed like the introductions have been made and i might be started to reget my decision. “Yea Okay assholes try something like that when were off at sea and you'll be dancing with jack ketch!”. Chuck and Jamie didn't seem to care but when She actually stook up for me i felt as if i had a chance to survive in this word for once.

“Alight maties!” Chuck spouted out standing tip of the boat. “Hey Keith you got what you need?”, “Yea Chucky hut I got sea shells to sell by the sea shore for sure!”, “Oh stop it you two we’ve waisted enough time” Jamie grabbed her bag that was in the sand and threw it into the boat showering her in some ground up pebbles. Which was quite therapeutic for me. “Well is the guest of honor ready?” She said while giving me a loose side hug. “Well id like to say i was born ready but i was born prematurely so i don't know!”, “Oh well thats charming.” She grabbed my han and guided me until we were in the back of the boat sitting down on these rather uncomfortable seats. Its like someone took a off brand lunch cooler and flipped it upside down calling it revolutionary. I dint even have time to joke about them with her coz Chuck revved up the motor and sped off like we were being chased by a sea creature. “Chuck chill out! Were here for a while no need to rush!” keith said enderily. “Why are you even going so fast?” “coz were being chased by a sea monster jamie!!!” “WHAT?!” everyone exclaimed. Panic around in the air like a virus spreading faster then electric current i spun in every direction trying to see if there was nay clue as to what could be hunting us, the i saw… a tiger shark. “Uh guys is that the sea monster in question?” i asked a bit nervous to speak, “Oh my god chuck! Are you serious” she yelled, “ I told you guys before we got on here not to do stuff like this!” “Girl its fine you gotta back off”, “No its not fine jamie!, im trying to expanded out friend group and you guys are just scaring them away! Remember why we gotta have a new 6th member right?” after she said that everyone got quite, they all slowed down like they were in a trance of some kind. She let out a deep sigh and said sorry them she and i went back to sit as the other three talked about the sea together.

“Hey you guys wanna pet this crab i found?” “Ew Keith no”, “ha i kinda do just coz shes too scared doesnt mean i am”. “Hell yea homie nothing like 2 and half hours of dead single from you too to show some character development”. “Where did you even get this thing man?” “oh it was just walking around and i picked it up and now here we are.” OH MY GOD GUYS” jamie's voice shrieked almost making chuck tip the boat. “Whats wrong babe?” chuck asked threw his stupid frat guy slur. “Theres like like an STD in my bag right now guys!” we all chuckled a but, she asked condescendingly “Jamie what are you talking about?” “just look!” jamie kicked her bag over and some sand poured out to the side making an almost aesthetic like scene . “I don't thing sane is a STD james” keith said while petting his crab. “Ugh Keith you have one!” jamie squealed and kicked her bag more. Just as she did 3 more crabs came out of Jamie's bag, each one larger than the last. Jamie screaming her head off jumped into chucks arms causing chuck to steer the boat uncontrolably to the right pushing all of us to floor and cornering us with the crabs. As Chuck is fighting to get control of th boat and his girlfriend Keith just starts talking to the crabs. “Heyya little buddy, i bet i got your friend huh? No worries come here.’”. Keith gently picks up all 3 of them and slowly lowers them to the side of the boat, “run along now little fella we've had our time, till we meat again.” Keith watched as the crab family scurried down the said into the sea, as he looked up into the horizon a tear fell down his face as if he was seeing the amazing life they all live together. “You're a sweet guy keith” I told him as he was whipping his face. “Yea maybe over here i am” he responded rather bleakly. “Oh my days!” Chuck shouted out grabbing all of our attentions. “That was harder then passing the ASVAB test” we all just stared even jamie who is panting on the floor still shaken from the whole crab experience. Shrugging off what Chuck said it seemed like the vibes have gotten better and the night might be better than the day was.

[scarletgemstone]

batim fan made dialouge swap au sammy part 1

disclamer i own nothing everything belongs to the rightful owners please go and support them and be nice

also don’t if anyone has done this yeet but this just for fun

sammy” hahah i see you there a new fly in my web well come along now little sheep lets see if your worthy to sing with the composer”

(when henry walks out of the cage)

sammy”step out of your cage little sheep it’s a whole twisted world out there”

sammy” it took so many of them to make me perfect anything less than that was left behind i had to do it he made me”

sammy”now we come to the question do i kill you? do i rip apart to my hearts delight? the choies of the handsome are unbearabel how’s a guy to choies?”

sammy” yes i will spare you for now acaulliy i even help you get out dose’nt that sound nice? but i just need a few small favors done for me first return to the lift my little sheep we have work to do”

sammy” i’ll make it simple bring me the value parts the wheels and the power cores you do know i can always change my don’t make me reget my choies to spare you”

sammy”try not to make the searchers mad they don’t like people taking there things”

sammy” once a upon a time there was a composer who made beauitful music some say he had the voice of an angel and might have been in love with one and he was loved by all no matter what joey said or anyone said”

sammy” there was a time where everyone knew my name they say i was a great composer jack always said ‘they had a bounce’ to them that i was going places’ it feels so long ago but thoses days can come back dreams come true sammy....dreams come ture”

sammy” you see those cutouts little sheep? please place them in the lift and bring them to me after all ever composer needs an aduiance”

sammy” susie always said i had talent she always was a good liar but still she was once a very beautiful and charming woman such a lovely smile”

sammy” well done my little sheep but that switch connacts to the ink pump that gose all the way to my offiecs so to stop the fleeding of the satirs you’ll have to get there but try not to dead”

sammy”have you ever wounder what the outside world is like i’ve always  wanted to see the sun again but i don’t think i can ever get out are you ready to leave my little sheep? freedom awaits you (long mad laughter)

 did you really think i let you steal from me?! did you think i’d let leave no henry! i know who are and you won’t stop until you do what’s right!! you don’t understand what i sacrific or what we all were denied what i had to do to have him set us free! now come down and bring me back my boris i need him to make me compleat so i can have my freedom and be prefect again don’t you get it?!! give him to me!!!! better yet i’ll take him .once.your.died!!!”

thats all for now 

[frozcnlight]

“I don’t know a lot about magic.”, Miran admitted in an instant with reget lacing her voice.

“Therefore I do not know what ‘blessings’ are. You see, in the country I come from, magic wasn’t as common as it might be in the countries around here - or maybe they just couldn’t use it, because they feared it. So my parents told me to never talk nor use it ever in my life, as they feared that it would hurt their reputation. Therefore, I tried to not think too much about it to be as perfect as they wanted me to be.”. For her whole life she had been like a doll. A puppet that wasn’t meant to talk if not asked to do so, who was just meant to stand at the sides, look pretty and to one day find the perfect husband who would help their family to rise in ranks.

Perhaps, it hadn’t been too bad that she was kidnapped by Regulus after all. It was the first time she had the courage to speak up her thoughts, the first time she had enough to stand on the sidelines and let others decide how to behave, how to act and to be nothing but a perfect little woman. There was so much more to life and yet, her freedom had been deprived by being caged in a hotel or a castle for different reasons. Miran pressed her lips into a thin line. 

“It is my battle, miss Echidna! I insisted on going back after all. Would I not have done so, sir van Astrea might would just returned home to his family by now and might have some peace by now. However, he met me and I involved him into everything. So how could I see it’s his battle to fight, if I’m the one who put the pressure on his shoulder in this case?”, she asked truthfully, “I wanted to find a way to save the wives from Regulus’ hands. It was my stubborn head who brought him and also myself into that situation. I could have pretended like nothing happened.”.

Miran traced the edge of her cup with her index finger in a thoughtful manner, “I am not interested in treasures or richdom. I’ve been wealthy all my life. My parents were arrogant because of their wealth and always longed for more. It’s kind of ironic that they got killed by somebody who embodies greed actually.”. However, if she were to find the treasure and if there were truly swords, perhaps it would help Reinhard. The fact that he couldn’t draw his sword hadn’t left her mind yet and the fact that he carried one, must mean that he’s a swordsman. Even somebody like her knew as much. Ah, now that she remembered back, didn’t she hold one of the swords on her wedding day? She stabbed the wedding cake with it accidentally after all. It caused only more thoughts to race through her mind.

“H-hold on. So if I’m not teleported I’ll wake up in the middle of the conflict? They already clashed together? But if I wake up somewhere else, how can I tell sir van Astrea of the plan? I… I cannot be that much of a coward! It won’t help anybody.”.

She would correct her on that point; she was indeed not prepared to embrace death, especially after having been taken from life.

There remained an abundance of aspirations she yearned to fulfill, countless tasks left unfinished during her lifetime. Above all, she longed to continue her endeavors; her desire to live was paramount. Death represented a finality she could not accept; should she relinquish her hold on life, she would merely become a spirit, devoid of purpose. Yet, she was resolute, as obstinate as a mule in a pasture.

Her wish was to return to the land of the living. She was not a monster, regardless of the perceptions others might hold; she simply sought what was rightfully hers—a second chance. This could not be achieved without assistance in her plight. Everything that had transpired, every event leading to this moment, had been orchestrated to present her with an opportunity.

"There exists an alternative," she stated, glancing downward momentarily. If she chose to disengage, to sidestep this confrontation, she had to consider whether this was her struggle. The sin of greed and the sword saint were destined to clash, perfectly matched adversaries capable of battling for days, weeks, or even years without yielding or inflicting harm upon one another.

"I can arrange for your relocation to a different location, away from the conflict."

She attentively observed her, noting the frantic gestures of her arms, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"You possess a magical gateway, just like everyone else." As her gaze fell downward, she could perceive it, sense it, and even feel its presence in this moment. Every individual in the world has the capacity to wield magic, provided they receive guidance from someone knowledgeable; every person harbors magic within, a consequence of the absence of witches.

"Do you understand what your blessing is?" She pondered the notion that all humans possess the potential for magic, and if not, each is born with a unique blessing that can be harnessed for personal use.

However, she was uncertain about her own blessing. Delving into that matter would require excessive effort and magic, which she needed to maintain the connection and realm for both of them at this moment.

"No one is compelling you, no one is insisting, nor demanding that you engage in this. Is this your battle? Is it worth risking your life? The rewards are substantial—a castle brimming with powerful treasures at your disposal. Many of these treasures belong to me, which could provide you with additional support if you manage to locate his chamber and uncover the weapons and relics within."

Regulus was not merely a collector of wives; he amassed items from witches who had passed away, which could serve to enhance her capabilities moving forward. "You may remain here for as long as you wish. When you decide to leave, not a single moment will have elapsed, granting you the opportunity to retaliate."

[vigilantevesperia]

Rose leans in and gives yuri a kiss. "pay back for all the times you did so to me.. buddy." ||I reget nothing.

Yuri felt his cheeks heat up when he felt Rose lips on his own. "Well it's not like you didn't like them miss blush a lot."

[hipipgames]

Game ramble: Stardew Valley

Diving into the game that has taken over my life /j

No, but seriously, 300+ hours later and I still am obsessed

Since day 1 this game has captured my attention, my heart and my thoughts. I don't even remember why I bought it. But I did and I have not regetted it at all

When I first got this game, I knew NOTHING about it (it shows fro mthe fact I didn't know how to sell things or get seeds until Fall season or that you have to feed your animals- that was a funny discovery) but I learned

I've always loved those relaxing games. And what's even greater is the freedom you have in the game. And all the content you can discover! Like I said, 300+ hours in the game and I'm still discovering things! And I know I have still stuff to find!

I also like creating my mini character! It's super fun! Also choosing the farm type! I absolutely love the beach farm!!

It's a game I enjoy a lot. It's especially fun if you play it with someone! Like this is a cool way to live out your cottagecore dreams

Truly a good game!

[flowerflamestars]

Fix-it fic sneak peak

Silk- she could feel his damned voice on her skin- Eris’s words announced him before sight or scent did. “And why would you worry, baby brother? My choice in bride in exemplary.” She might never had have a brother, but Nesta had been gloriously difficult since birth.   So it was automatic to widen her eyes, to croon more fearful than adoring, “And my pick of suitors without peer.”   “As are you,” Eris sang back, eyes never once wavering from her face, even in the dip of his courtly bow. “And I will give you the stars for your hair, the moon to light your nights.”   Perfect, insane- how had she gotten here in a day?- Nesta couldn’t actually control her answering smile, half a snarl. “Only the moon? I’ll give you a heart steaming on a plate.”   He was breathing faster. Nearly invisible change, the sound oh so ferociously stifled, but Nesta heard it. Knew it. “And I you,” Eris told her, every word like a promise.   Lucien coughed.

[midava]

Sleepy Fushiguro Megumi x reader headcannons

You and Megumi are togheter for some months. It wasn´t easy for him to make the first move, but there you are. Happy with each in loving relationship.

For him was difficult to expres his feelings. Sometimes he ended up beining cold or little bit mean, but he doesn´t mean it... When he realize what he accidently did to you, he was regeting it whole night or day.

While these days or nights he lets you some space for him as well, but if you still want to spend some time with him he would be okay with it. After all you know he doesn´t really mean it, but he thinks you are mad at him for his coldness.

Even you trying to say him you know he doesn´t mean something to be cold he always listens his head and not your advice. Thtas why he is always after mad at himself.

But this night? This night was different. He was on mission with Gojo, Itadori and Nobara this late night. Clock at the wall showing late midnight you were in Megumis room, because at afternoon you had some accident.

Nothing big or unusual for both of you. Five minutes before his mission you wanted to give him light kiss on the cheek, but he refused because you were in public was his argument, but he just doesn´t wanted to be teased by Gojo and Itadori.

All the mission while trying to survive and destroy the curse in abamdonet house he was thinking how to make it up to you. Ohh how he missed your touch, your smell, your warm embarace. He wish he would be better boyfriend for you.

At one Am you still weren´t asleep. Lieing down in Megumis bed covered with his blancket you were inhaling smell. It was soothing...felt like he is with you, but it wasn´t enough still you were worried about him. What if he get injured and you are not there to help him?

You knew Gojo is strong and wouldn´t let some curse hurt his students, but still you were worried about him. Closing your eyes, because yours lids were heavy from thinking about worse scenarios with Megumi at mission.

Megumi get himself in Jujutsu high at early morning hours. Sun slowly rising above high buildings, hills and trees was shining trough window in his room, but not still light was no your sleeping form.

When he was standing in front of his room opening his room first thing he saw was you in his bed peacfully sleeping. Worry feel of his shoulders when he realize you weren´t angry after his cold expression yeasterday.

Slowly not a make a single sound to wake you up he get himself sit oh his bed. Looking at your sleeping face adoringly he carefuly caress your cheek and get a strand of hair that was your face behing your ear.

You yawn and rotate yourself to lie on your back. Now his attention was on your decently parted lips how you breathe. He is exhausted, but he still felt regret of his doing before a mission.

He slowly laid next to you, tajing your hand in his and place it on your chest. Tugging himslef under blacket he sighed at the warm under it. Your smell soothing his tiredness he hugged you by your waist how you would run away when you wake up.

Now he was on top of you lieing his head in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. Sun finaly rised enough to shine at your lids wich made them open a little bit. You felt some heavy weight on you liing.

The scent of your boyfriend tells you everthing. He´s back. Your hands start rub his back. His smiled a little bit: ,,Sorry, for yeasterday... I real-" he whisper but you didn´t let him finish his sentence: ,,Shhh, I know you weren´t mean it, Megumi,"

Your words made nuzle himself even more. He gave your cheek a little kiss and stroke with his palm made you smile a little bit. ,,Now you must rest, Megumi," He noded with his head in response: ,,But I want sleep with you," he said tiredly like a small child. ,,Don´t worry, I will be here with you,"

You turned you your side to face him and he tugged you into his chest hugging you even more: ,,Next time if I refuse to have goodbye kiss give me slap" He said while having closed eyes. Your cheeks was red. Is this Fushiguro? What happened to him to be this cuddely? Was your thoughts.

But you weren´t complaining either. This was most beautiful moment the both of you ever had. Peacfully and happily you closed your eyes letting yourself melt in his warmth and love. As same for him letting himself melt in yours love for him he realize on mission he wants to change for you. To be better boyfrined you deserve. Thats what he wants to be.

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Authors note: Hope you enjoy this oneshot!! <3 Write in the commnents if you want some headcannons on specific character.

- with love, Mantao

[oxiosa]

Maybe this is too much too ask (in that case, please do ignore it), but I always come here when I need help with tinchito so. My question for today is do you have any tips on writing Martina specifically?

I’ve wrote the boys plenty now but I have almost zero attempts with the girls, and since I don’t read het I also get little exposure to them. Plus I tend to see Martin’s character under a very specific lense of masculinity that when I switch to martina I’m not sure how to translate.🤡 All this to say, how do you approach her? How is she different? Basically, any tips on her character? Again, do ignore this if it’s too broad of an ask and have a wonderful night ✨

I actually love this question! I think it's very fun to contrast Tincho and Tina. They might be the same tan but I do hc they are quite different. And hey, I have been neglecting my girl, time to redeem myself.

I’ll have to start making a little distinction here and sharing what I know will be an unpopular hc: I don't think Tincho is all that vain. Prideful? Oh yes, stupidly and painfully so, but vanity isn't the same as pride, is it? They might be closely related, but they're essentially different. And here is where I draw the first line between Martín and Martina, I think pride is Martín's main motivator, meanwhile vanity is Martina’s. I don’t mean to imply Martín isn’t vain or that Martina isn’t prideful, but they come second to one another.

Where Tincho is all explosive anger, Tinita is the ultimate Ice Queen. Martín is very explosive with his anger, but Martina is quite the opposite. She's the sort to turn a cold shoulder and make it very clear she's pissed with her silent treatment and resting bitch face, but if confronted about it she’ll give a cold “Nothing" that clearly means “Oh I am pissed and you should know why”. She lift a finger to make things right, that one is enterily on you in her opinion. For that I think she's a little more difficult than Martín, who's normally quite open and confrontional about what bothers him.

That being said, her anger might be less showy than Martín's, but that doesn't make it any less intense. In fact, I think it makes her more dangerous than him. Martina doesn't engage frontally, but you might have to watch your back or drink.

I also think Tina's more likely to hold grudges than Martín. I'm not saying Martín doesn't hold them (please, he does), but I think Martín has an easier time with the whole forgiveness thing. Tincho shrugs moods easily if correctly persuaded, and I dont think the same can be said of Tina. It takes far more work with her.

I’d say Tina is less romantic and idealistic than Martín. And she's got far more sense than him, definately. She's got her feet on the ground and is less biased by her feelings. She’s less extreme than Martín, who’s very over-dramatic.

Being less romantic than Tincho, I hc Tina has had more casual affairs than him. She's far more open to casual fun and flings. I don’t mean to imply she doesn’t crave romance (she does and she will expect to be treated like a Queen), but I dont think she has a dreamy movie-like romance concept as Martín does.

If you think Martín is difficult, Martina is even worse. She's far more demanding and she likes to play hard to get. She's very capricious and likes to have her suitors begging at her feet. She's ruthless, she likes to be a challenge, likes to test her suitors and see who can keep up. She likes to play mind games, to drive her suitors a little mad with desire. She might reget them, and then throw them a bone just to keep them hooked and keep the game going. It's a “women, can't live with or without her" with her.

As a little brarg bonus, I think her interaction with the Lulus is also quite different from Martín’s, allow me to elaborate:

With Luciano (do feel free to skip, Caju) I feel she finds her perfect playmate. As I said, she likes to play hard to get and I think Luchito has his fun with this game of hers. He's a strong contender, confident and as dominating as her, and he manages to play by her rules in an unconventional way that throws her off. He doesnt let her get her away with things and I feel she is turned on attracted to the challenge he presents back. They are this sexy power couple that you kinda wish would step on you, but I think their negative traits are a very bad mix. Both tend to play aloof and give a silent treatment when angry, which isn’t helpful for conflict resolution and might lead to them nurturing resentment to one another. Of all brarg dynamics, I think they are the ones to argue the least but whose fights tend to create the biggest hardest breach to cross.

With Luciana, things are a little different. I think Martina's very weak for drop-dead gorgeous Luchita and hey can we blame her? Luchita brings out her soft sapphic side and breaks her dominatrix act. Idk if you like comics or DC, Caju, but I think the perfect example is Poison Ivy and Harley Queen. She just can’t subject pretty Luchita to her ruthless game, she just want Lulu to hold her and kiss her and smile up to her forever. And Lulu is more than ok than this, it’s an easy win. They still tease each other and there is a sense of competiteveness, if tamer than any other brarg variant (no dumb testosterone in this mix yk).