#I'M WORKING ON YOUR REPLIES NOW.

[systemadministratorclu]

[ 04 ] tucked away in the bunks of a tiny spaceship

From the sci-fi settings prompts

The Atlantis boys + Doom (unless you want different muses!) (also I used a random number generator to pick for us and this is what it came up with xD)

@the-haunted-office

The crew quarters wasn't huge but it wasn't tiny either. The lights were somewhat dim, to go with the ship's somewhat beat-up, rogue appearance. To anyone who didn't know the vessel, it seemed indeed to belong to some kind of rogue or smuggler. It fit in better in the seedier parts of the galaxy, the more remote areas, than it did in the bright shiny city areas.

The place definitely looked lived in, though. The bunks were covered in various covers and blankets either salvaged from derelicts or acquired from various markets (legal and illegal) on multiple worlds. Such were all the other furnishings on board.

The only exceptions were bits of technology one couldn't see just by looking at the vessel. It was modified using Rovarian technology, including its control/computer systems, combat/defense systems (including a cloaking device), and engines/flight tech. These were certainly not the only additions, but they were the most important ones.

This was the Zeleya Maru, whose name no one on board knew the origin of, whose original creators no on on board knew the name of, and who was currently home to two humans and their ghostly friend. Currently the two humans lay on the bunk they shared, Rourke's arm draped over Milo, who had fallen asleep with his glasses on again. Both slept fully clothed, removing only shoes, socks, and any gear or sidearms, though both left their crystals on.

The other bunk had been left for their friend. Not that she had a need for sleep, at least not like they did; it was meant more to give her a space of her own, like they had.

A soft chiming sounded beside them, and Milo's eyes fluttered open.

"mmmm, alright, Maru, I'm up. Cancel alarm."

"Alarm canceled." came the soft voice of the ship's computer from the speaker beside them. Milo slowly eased out from under Rourke's arm and sat up on the side of the bunk, careful not to wake the bigger man, despite it technically being Rourke's vessel.

"Morning, Doom." Milo said, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. "Take it nothing happened while we slept?"

[bigfatbreak]

Hello I love your art!!! I was reading through your changeling au and Felix mentions that fae are creatures of mirth. They literally need attention to survive. But what kind of attention? I guess I'm wondering because Adrien has been in the public eye for a while now, but has been personally neglected for even longer. What does that mean for him? Is he starving? Is he in danger of dying? Does he even know it? (I assume not given he doesn't even know he's Fae).

If he is starving / in danger of starving who is the first to realize this?

it depends on the mirth, on the attention, on what it is they seek. Without making things too complicated - I don't like to define everything into neat little boxes after all, there's fun in nuance - Felix is just explaining from his experience, the Fae he was with tended to be "entertained" by certain aspects of their playing, which was the mirth that kept them relevant. Relevancy more than anything is really what keeps their wheels greased.

In Adrien's case though, the reason he's cloying for so many names and to have so many thralls and attendants is because he SHOULD be a more social creature and has been kept woefully alone. He is kinda starving in the way a fae starves - he's relevant, but only in an image his father constructs OF him, which means it isn't REALLY him - and he has no one to play with. No friends, no lovers, and no rivals, makes a very sad fae

[nattikay]

friendly reminder that Neteyam is a well-adjusted kid who has a good relationship with his parents, that he tries his darnedest to be a good warrior because he genuinely looks up to his dad and wants to be like him, and that the idea that Jake and Neytiri are "forcing" him to be perfect, that they "stole his childhood" or that he's "not allowed" to be a kid, etc. are all pure fanfiction with little to no evidence in canon thanks bye

[yakam0z]

so excited for the devil may cry anime with dante and when you close your eyes all you can hear is nero 🙈🥰

[heythereneighbor]

OOC:

[amethystina]

I may have stalked you all the way till 2022 today during my break js to get more who holds the devil content and reading your thoughts on the show and response to some of these asks made me somehow love your brain more? you have a way of thinking that is genuinely fascinating to read and i love it. I'm also very sorry to hear that your recovery isn't going well. I wish you strength and health. Hopefully everything works out in the end for you 💗💗

Hi there! 💜

Not going to lie, I'm still a little baffled by how interested people are in my thoughts on the drama and characters. But not in a bad way! I definitely don't mind sharing! It just amazes me that it's actually interesting to other people. I mean, to me, my way of thinking isn't anything out of the ordinary since, well, it's the way I think and always have, you know? xD

Still, I'm so glad to hear that I can offer you some fascinating insights! I honestly wish I could do more. Not just in terms of answering asks or comments, but writing, too. And maybe doing teasers and stuff for coming chapters or projects I'm considering writing? I've thought about it several times and sometimes even come so far as to make the draft here on Tumblr, but then I always chicken out before posting. Partly because I'm worried I'll spoil something or maybe hype things up too much. Or disappoint people if I tease about something and then it takes literal months (or years) before I'm able to post the actual work.

There's just so much anxiety involved in writing fics, isn't there? x'D

Anyhow. Thank you so, so much for your support and I'm glad you like my brain. Admittedly, I'm not on the best terms with it right now due to it probably being one of the reasons why I'm so exhausted, but I guess that's just something I'll have to work on. Somehow. I have no idea how but we'll see.

Thank you so much for the concern and well-wishes. Please take care! :D

[phoenix-flamed]

Continued from here:

Judging by the weapon his partner had at his side, Otto very much meant business. Which was even more intriguing and concerning, and this time it was more of the latter. The moment the other man turned towards him, Miles began searching his face for any clue, any indication of the severity of the situation -- fortunately, he wouldn't need to wait long for his answers.

And what answers they turned out to be.

As soon as the words Rosalith Castle left the bearded man's lips, Miles paled a shade. His entire body tensed up, pupils dilating; and for that moment, all he could hear was the frantic beating of his heart within his ears. But when Otto's composure started to slip just the slightest fraction, a sheen of wetness glimmering in his eyes, the older man snapped himself out of it, forcing back that steady, serious expression to mask the myriad emotions coursing through him.

An escaped Bearer to track down. Not just any Bearer, but Otto's own son. It was Miles who broke their eye contact, just for a few moments -- after turning his head downward, his blue-green eyes squeezed tightly closed, the furrow of his brow only deepening further. Being separated from a child was a pain he could relate to, and while his own story thus far had a bittersweet ending, in that he now knew his sons were alive, despite him lacking the courage to reveal his truth to them...

... He hoped, and prayed to Metia, that his friend and companion's story would have a happy ending. Of course, he did have questions, or curiosities rather, pertaining to Otto's past; those could wait until later, and he would wait patiently for Otto himself to be ready to divulge the information.

All too soon after, his eyes reopened, now filled with resolve for their mission -- and he nodded. "Time is indeed of the essence, if he is somewhere in Rosalith. Anabella may be gone, but there is ever a chance that her Black Shields may yet linger, or that pillagers have already descended upon the city to take advantage of the chaos."

Not to mention the fact that last he had heard, Rosalith had suffered much and more under the aggressions of Dhalmekia, as led by Hugo Kupka. But that was an entirely other matter that he didn't wish to dwell upon, when combined with everything else the city had suffered.

"But you already know these things," Miles apologized a moment later, before stepping forward to cross the gap between them and place a reassuring hand upon Otto's shoulder. "We will find him. I know the city and the castle both -- if he is still taking refuge there, rest assured that there are no places that he might hide that I am not myself aware of. Now, before we depart, were the new arrivals able to give a description of the area in which they took shelter, beyond simply near the castle? Any detail, no matter how small, will be an invaluable boon."

@hideawaysteward

[xcziel]

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[the-mehlwurm]

i feel like the shittiest friend that ever existed.

[coollyinterferes]

"Back by unpopular demand:"

"Us!"

[andrrrgynous]

i had been hyped for the mannequin pussy album from the second they released the first single but the ai thing put me off so bad that now that the album comes out in 2 days i almost couldnt care less

[starpros-sunshine]

You know. I'm part of the fraction "to each their own and let people handle their lives however they see best fit". But I do feel the need to say that I have seldom seen such an idiotic assumption as that breaking up with someone four days before someone's birthday when you also want that someone to do something for their birthday even though you know you and your soon-to-be-ex will both have to be there won't end with that person just not doing anything with anyone for their birthday. Partially because nobody wants that kind of awkwardness after a fresh breakup and also because the soon-to-be-ex has the lovely habit of wallowing in self pity and making everything about how they have it so bad. You know I just think in such cases you should've waited a week with the breakup. I don't care how much you want to fuck that other guy but I really think you should've waited a week.

[loumauve]

I snapped today at work, and by snapped I mean I politely commented on a help desk ticket by summing up an mess of an (type of) issue that's come up for at least the fourth time in the 2+ months I've been managing user accounts, and asked the person responsible to fix it (himself for once) because last time I fixed his mess-up it took me two whole days to work out the details with at least four other colleagues from different departments and I really don't want to do it again. there's other shit that needs doing, I've been working 10+ hour days for most of this week already, so I need to cut down not add on more.

(good thing tho - at least we managed to fix the issue where the dataset of a newer employee got mixed up with another one of the same name and therefore wasn't able to apply for any of the access/accounts she needed. technically not entirely my area but it does impact us not being allowed to create an account for her so I figured I might as well track that issue down. took three days and at least three other people, but hey - it should all work out now. yay for that)

[shrineofprophecy]

I feel for the people who enter my blog for the first time (or followed recently)

[graveposting]

your TAGS make me smile so MUCH !!! thank u <33 c: seriously

I'M GLAD!! your art has me going all

and i just. love this fandom and our collective shared brainrot in general

[soulsxng]

Doing "a little work" on the blog has turned into "I also wanna do a new muse selection page! I also kind of want to find new muse bio pages! I also want--" and so that's why I've been relatively quiet here the past week or two orz

It's also just that time of year where my brain just turns into mush for the most part, so like...y'all know how it is.