#Its nice to see someone else noticing this hehe

[moonspirit]

Jealous aruani are fun and all, but...what if it's their friend that's the reason for the jealousy??? No love triangles.

Annie suddenly feels a twinge of irritation when she sees Pieck say something to Armin and they laugh together. Or maybe Armin overhears gossip about how Annie Leonhart and Connie Springer look so cute together. The next time he sees Connie, his stomach twists. And it's terrible!

Considering how Armin and Annie both have self-esteem issues...well, I can see how that could happen. Irritation, doubt, jealousy, and self-loathing for feeling that way about a friend. it's just painful, stupid and awkward. I have no idea how they will solve this😗

Hello jealousy anon! As promised, and thank you for the ask, it made me laugh xD

Because of-fucking-course there's nobody more capable of causing problems for Aruani off more than their very own family xD If you ask me, outsiders don't have the type of talent the other four have in creating misunderstandings and unnecessary chaos xD Plot-required-3rd-party-love-interest who? Move over, here's Connie the Springer man!

At first it's all quite unintentional. Connie spends time with Annie because Circumstances and Coincidence and hardly notices Armin's watery puppy eyes gazing at him from a depressing corner. It's not like Armin ever says anything out loud either because of course, he's happy! He's happy Annie has a silly friend that makes her laugh and forget that she's awkward and possibly frightening around people. He's glad Connie comes prepackaged with a whole lot of shitty jokes that happen to tickle her. He's really fucking glad Connie treats Annie like he treats everyone else!

But. Connie can also... dance. Really well. Like the guy's got those moves and can easily take Annie for a nice spin. He also... makes her laugh, like... a lot? A lot lot? Hm.. has Annie ever laughed like that with me? Uh... yeah, nevermind that, um- oh god, Connie's been looking pretty nice lately in those suits and he's rather good with the whole easy-fashion thing and uh- well shit, it's Connie, he's my friend, he's not- no, I mean, that photo in the newspapers was just an accidental shot, of course Annie was just laughing at his bad joke but well... she did look really happy with him and, oh shit--

Man.

Pieck on the other hand, doesn't fuck with people more than necessary. I don't actually see her getting *too* close with Armin but they do become very good friends! They have a lot in common, (for example music) and vibrate on the same atomic level of "yeah this is wrong and backhanded and probably will get us arrested in 18 countries but lets do it hehe". Hc that they probably get off to a slightly rocky start as Pieck doesn't put much faith in Armin's "naivete" and harbours resentment for his blowing up of Liberio's port, but as time goes by, they grow closer!

Maybe... too much closer for someone's liking 💀

Because okay? Annie gets it, she finds politics too boring and her takes end up being too cynical and skeptical in the room. Technically, she's glad Armin has someone in Pieck who will humour his ideas with a generous (but nice) dash of realism. Also, they enjoy picking out records together and she often finds them nodding their heads to a new tune once home.

She's glad, okay?

She is, she really is-

*sound of a thigh being stabbed followed by sounds of Reiner screaming*

Pieck is a cheerful girl tho 🥲

On a serious note, both Aruani are going to feel like total crap about this jealousy tho. Because as you said, it's their friends, their literal family who they share a lot of time and space with, and if anything could be clear it's that none of them want to see Aruani unhappy. So its not real, it's not anything to worry about, it's all just in their heads-

And yet.

Tbh the extra funny bit about this is gonna be when Connie and Pieck realize what they're doing to their poor lemonheads xD

"What! We're making you jealous?! wHAaT?? ... Hell YEAH, LET'S TURN IT UP!"

🥲🥲🥲🥲

I mean what else did you expect lol, Pieck and Connie are that duo who are going to derive more entertainment from their very own organic, homegrown family-drama than the moving pictures being shown in the town-square.

Suddenly it's all: "HEHE Armin, I bought Annie CAKES, see? FIVE Cakes! FiVE delICIOUS cakes and *I* am going to give it to her! Me!"

and: "Annniieeeeeeee~~ Oh no, why the long face this morning? Btw did you know Armin wants kids? Like a lot of kids? He told me- oh, he didn't tell you? Hehe I thought you'd be the first to know hehehehehe"

Their approaches to fanning this dumpster fire are different 😌

Their solution when things get too Sad?? Lock Aruani up in a room. Always ends well.

[ma1dita]

do we have any sick!trouble and luke taking care of everything for her??(including her hehe🤭) if not then i’d like to think she would probably try to push herself through the day making sure camp doesn’t get set on fire bc older sister core! + dionysus probably dgaf 🤷🏻‍♀️ and maybe only luke noticing that she’s breaking out in a cold sweat and her movements a little more sluggish than usual but shes stubborn af so she refuses to rest

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also ur works are crushing me jo they’re soo good😭💗

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luke castellan x dionysus!reader

a/n: no trouble tags fuck it we ball! no edits either lmfao fluff :) can be a standalone just know reader is camp mom and Luke calls her trouble/slight cabin 12 mentions but not important (partners in crime series if you wanna check it out)

wc: 860

Luke doesn’t think he’s ever seen you be quiet.

Your voice is synonymous with the harmony of Camp Half-Blood in all of its forms: early morning announcements over the loudspeaker that serve as a wake-up call for campers to be ready for cabin inspections, hollow outcries to keep certain deviants in line (the Stolls and your brothers are a deadly force to be reckoned with), comforting words like kisses for scraped knees for the little ones, down to the gentle blanket of your singing at lights out. Luke also just knows by now that you love to have the last word—gods forbid someone else beat you at something you’re good at. Words always come easy when it comes to you (abilities of sons of Hermes aside) he finds out—but he can’t think of what can convince you to go back to bed today, especially with a temperature of 100.7 F.

He’s been circling you like a hawk this whole morning, not chastising (because clogged sinuses and all you’d probably fight him to your last breath), but rather helping out where he can. He swiftly double-checks counselor assignments once your puffy eyes leave the page, steers you away from walking straight into the fires of the forge instead of the exit at the armory, and waves off any bystanders who dare to get caught in the crosshairs of your bullheadedness.

In times like these, Luke’s almost grateful to be his father’s son (still a hard no, but you get the point). Doing these tasks undetected and mostly through a sleight of hand is better than worrying you even if he’s already at his wit's end; you’re quick in your own right too, body and brain separated today yet working on autopilot through a foggy sick-riddled mind. He hates leaving you like this even for a moment despite your protests of being able to handle yourself, but the two of you are spread thin today with all the work to do.

Luke finds you later after his workshop with your head against the cool stone of the climbing wall. You sniff into your sleeve, a wet sound stifled by the worn-down orange uniform you all wear, though yours looks as exhausted as you are, eyes closed and motionless even with lava slowly trickling from the top.

“Trouble? Are you okay babe? Grover fell off the wall already, you should… restart the mechanism,” he mutters, a big hand clasping at the nape of your neck like someone grabbing a kitten by its scruff.

“He’ll be fine, he’s a big boy,” you mumble with your face still attached to the rocks. “I’ve seen him climb over the Ares table for the last donut at lunchtime, molten lava and boulders should be a piece of cake.”

“At least cake is less painful and more delicious,” the satyr groans, hairs singed down to his hooves. Luke sighs, helping Grover back onto his feet for a well-deserved break.

“Babe…If you don’t move, sooner or later the lava’s gonna smother you.”

He shakes your arm since the controls are wedged between your body and the wall but it’s as if your body is bolted to the floor. A dissonant noise crawls out of your throat, “Dunno, kinda sounds nice. Maybe it’ll clear my sinuses.”

“Maybe it’s time to admit you’re sick.”

Even if he can’t see your face he knows there’s a scowl carved across it, “M’not sick. Just some allergies. I don’t get sick, Lu. Being sick is for the weak!” Lava continues to slide down the wall like molasses, inching you closer to a fate of fire— and your boyfriend watches you try to welcome it with weary arms.

“If you’re not sick, then I’m the best singer at Camp Half-Blood,” Luke drones as he crosses his arms. He can hear Percy laugh from the sidelines at that, silenced quickly by a glare.

“Now that would really clear her sinuses—even better if he dresses up for Theatrics again,” the son of Poseidon sniggers until a stray boulder comes barrelling towards where he and Grover are sitting. Everything’s suddenly less funny.

“It was one time, Jackson, and I wasn’t…” Luke sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Trouble was just mending a costume.”

“It’s okay Luke, not everyone can pull off a corset.”

“Grover, another word out of you man and I’ll make sure your legs are permanently hairless,” Luke grits, finally tired of the chit-chat and more focused on getting you to rest. In one quick movement, he sweeps you off your feet and over his shoulder while his other hand slams on the button to reset the gears of the climbing wall. A delayed reaction falters from your throat, something of a yelp and an exhale.

“Luke! Put me down!”

But he’s already off in the direction of Cabin 12 to get you settled under the covers for at least the rest of the day until you’re up and kicking again. Your protests are scratchy but loud as he takes you away from the two kids and it's as if everything is right in the world again.

“Remind me not to get a girlfriend that stubborn one day,” Percy mumbles, bumping shoulders with his best friend.

[koishua]

i feel like this is going to turn into a mini series, but i can't stop thinking about being on video calls with yeonjun, your closest companion and most beloved person. no matter what kind of relationship, be it platonic or romantic, i just feel like having yeonjun in your life would make it a whole lot more bearable. finding those moments in your day to ring him up and update him on your latest endeavour... he'd shoo his members away and make the time to specifically spend time with you even if he's far away or you're off somewhere else :( it would be so special. at times, you'd refer to him as "healing" and he'd melt and he's just happy to be that person for you :(( no matter what happens in life, he's your priority and he makes sure that you know that you're his priority as well :((

don't want to get too angsty all the damn time, so i'll keep it mellow and nice, but my point is he's just a ball of comfort you can snuggle up against to escape from reality's often harsh reminders. his energy is infectious, frequently bringing life back to you. even on lagging calls, you'd somehow feel replenished and ready to take on the day/night hehe. once, he was forced to rest because of an injury and he'd called you in shambles, feeling the guilt eating him up and he'd sought after your presence next to him, but you were out of country and it was honestly a terribly emotional day for you and him :( so you'd opened a movie and shared your screen to watch it face to face and when the members were back at the dorm, they found him knocked out on his bed with his laptop screen on full brightness haha and they wanted to put it away to let him properly sleep and they saw you doing what seemed like important work on camera, keeping a dozing yeonjun company, so they waved you a hello and left the laptop back in its original place ahahhaha they were so cute like they were struggling not to make any noise bc it's not often they'd get to see you without having a mad yeonjun chasing them away bc how dare they take away your precious time together dhdhdhhs im smitten. this idea rots my brain and comforts me on a daily basis. or should i say nightly.

yeonjun would notice the slightest frown and softest sniffle and the moment he asks what's wrong, you'd break down and all your walls would crumble because it's just him. it's just yeonjun. your healing. your piece of peace. he'd be able to pick up on all of your minute and miniscule cues, letting you know that he's here should you ever need him. not everyone is as lucky as you. you found your soulmate in the body of someone named yeonjun. even in silence, your hearts would converse. knowing that he's there is what keeps you motivated to do your best in life, because he works his absolute hardest every single day as well :(((

[idkfitememate]

I NEED A CONTINUATION OF GOLDEN WEASEL!

Mountain Shaper Encounter

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : GN! Weasel Reader x Old Man & Mountain Shaper

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 729

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : fluff, more found family

As you sat wrapped around The Old Man’s neck, you watched as the scenery of Liyue passed you both by.

No one stared, looked, or even glanced at him, you guess it was noticeably pissing you off, because he began to gently scratch under your chin. You leaned into the gentle touch, making him chuckle.

The hand he wasn’t using to pet you was gripped around a cane, a basket hanging off his arm as well. Compared to rest of Liyue, he was dressed in extremely traditional clothing, his hair was tied into a traditional top knot with a beautiful guan. He also had a nice little beard. With his looks, you honestly wondered how old the man was, because on top of his… well his beauty, his home - despite it being a house boat - was also decked out in traditional furnishings and decor.

The only accessory you had was an earring made of mora with a dragon modeled after Morax attached to the bottom - it was a hanging earring. When you found out your old man had spent ONE HUNDRED MORA ON IT, you scolded him for an hour. Him kneeling as you stood on your hind legs loudly chittering at him.

The only reasons you wore it was because:

A. He bought it as a thank you for staying by his side, even in old age.

And

B. The damn thing cost a hundred mora why the fuck wouldn’t you

And finally

C. It helped differentiate you from other weasel thieves.

As you continued down the lanes, his little basket began to fill up, though its weight never seemed to bother him. You’d often chirp at him to see if you could carry it - you were strong for a weasel - but he’d just shake off your concerns with another chuckle.

And as you continued, you began to feel sleep with the gently sway of his body slowly walking along the paths, and probably would’ve too, if it weren’t for the fact that he stopped to speak with someone. Wait no that’s red and black bird.

… wait a minute.

“Mountain Shaper, my friend. Why do you walk among the mortals this fine day? To what do we owe the pleasure?” Did you mention The Old Man spoke super fucking eloquently? Because he does.

“Nothing but a stroll. And why are you here, old friend?” Wait Old Man knew an Adeptus? Old friend? What the hell-

“Ah, simply retrieving some items from the merchants. Nothing more. And as much as I’d adore to stay and chat, I must be off, so as to make me and my little friend here’s daily afternoon tea time, hehe!” You noticed that the Adeptus’s eyes were now on you, but only with a hint of curiosity.

“I see… well don’t let me take up more of your time.” The bird mused.

“Well actually… I believe we may have space for one more, if you’d care to join.” You looked around to see if anyone else was seeing this shit, but it seemed like no one else was around.

“Well if you’d allow me…” And with that, you were now walking with an Adeptus towards The Old Man’s houseboat. Feeling a bit bold, you stuck a paw out in the direction of the bird. All he did was glance at you, before chuckling. You smacked your lips before settling down on Old Man’s neck.

Your mind drifted as you thought of what tea he would make today… maybe Mountain Shaper would have something new in mind… perhaps a story awaited you as well… you yawned and closed your eyes, pressing your face into into the crook of your neck.

“You feel it as well, don’t you my friend.” Mountain Shaper asked.

“I do.” The Old Man responded.

“Will you ever tell them-“

“Only when the time is right.” The Old Man interrupted. “Now, they just want to live, and I will allow them that freedom. I have no right to strip that from them.”

“You sound like the God of Freedom.” The bird chuckled, making the Man sigh.

“Be quiet before I tie your beak shut.”

“*GASP* You wouldn’t dare!”

“I may not be as nimble as I was back then, but you and I both know you’d have no chance, especially if I actually tried.~”

“WHY YOU-“

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Uh oh, Old Man had a secret, what ever will it be?~ Anyway, Weasel really just wants to live life. And since we’re doing some past stuff now, I imagine they were a petty thief in their past life, which is why they became a little thieving guy in Genshin ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა!

[kahvilahuhut]

work at night

see the whole drawing here

summary: Someone might have ended up too deep in thought while doing work stuff *checks notes* at night 🙄 In fact, so deep that its wife ended up waking up and wondering where it is.

a little scene idea i've had for cynosure for a while hehe <3 will obviously change a bit once i actually get to it, but, well, here's version one i guess? definitely not written at night noooo why are you looking at me like that

"What's up?"

Tobias turned around at the sudden voice and noticed Klara leaning on the doorway. "I- uh-", it looked around, as if collecting its thoughts to formulate a proper answer.

"Is that my wool shirt?"

"Um. Yes. It's the first thing I found on the floor. It was dark and I didn't feel like switching the lights on to look for something else. Very comfy, especially now that the heating is glitching...again,"it replied, smiling, "Though the best part is that it smells like you."

"Well, it..." Klara's voice was closer this time, her hands gently touching it's shoulders, "...looks good on you..."

"Oh, stop it," it chuckled and leaned its head to kiss her fingers.

"Someone doesn't like compliments..."

"Mmh, or do I... As for the first question, well... I woke up. Realized I forgot my meds. Went here to take them," it started listing its steps, folding a finger on its hand on each step, "And then I- um. I got some kind of an idea, I think? Erin asked me to look at a specific part of the code, which she doesn't remember writing. No one does. So I wanted to see and take a look myself. Then I decided to just go look at the whole thing and. Um." It shrugged with a smile on its face. "I guess... Here I am?"

"Honey, that's- Do you know what time is it?"

Tobias froze for a moment, then glanced at the clock screen on the microwave.

3:37 am.

"Oh, fuck," it muttered.

"Thought so," Klara chuckled and gently wrapped her arms around it while softly kissing the top of it's head. "Aren't you tired, honey?"

"Maybe a little? I swear I didn't notice, I- Fuck, I forgot to switch the clock feature back on," it muttered and brought up the settings panel, "Switched it off at work because it felt like time was going soooo slow during the meeting, it felt a bit annoying. I know that sounds a bit childish, but, well..."

"No, I think that's a fun decision. As long as it makes you feel better..." she murmured in its ear and kissed its neck softly. "Meetings are like that sometimes... Nights are the opposite. You feel like it's taking very little time but in reality time flies so fast..."

It nodded, leaning its head somewhat lazily, smiling as Klara's lips moved down to its shoulder. "But, um, thing is, I found something, and didn't want to leave it for tomorrow. What if I forget about it or miss some specific thought I had tonight if I won't write it down, things like that," Tobias said quietly, gesturing at the hologram, "Really couldn't get up or anything."

"Please tell me you haven't been sitting on a kitchen counter looking through some work data for hours. During night."

"I won't tell. But, well..."

"God, Tobias, I can't even explain with words what I'm thinking right now."

"Mm... Well, um, mind if I finish going through this document? It's the last one, I promise."

"You can't be serious..." she sighed and leaned her head on its shoulder, "Fine. But I'm staying here."

"Ooh, won't hear me objecting or anything."

It scrolled through the file to find the part it was reading before being interrupted, and quickly typed a small note near the paragraph before it continued reading.

"Why do you use a grey highlighter?" Klara murmured.

"Um. I don't know, really. I usually pick whichever color looks nice," it opened the highlighter settings, "Really love using this warm yellow tone, you know, like dandelions. Or this light orange one. Or this one, reminds me of sand or something. Or the sky blue...And this fun matcha green."

"You're adorable..."

"Trying my best..." it said while adding another note, and smiled as she kissed its cheek.

"You know, looking at you doing all this makes me think if I should get the hologram thing too... It's pretty fun, watching you wave your hands around and typing on some not existing keyboard."

"Mmh... do you want the actual device or do you want to watch my hands?"

"Take a guess."

"It gets warm sometimes. A bit weird feeling, you know? Maybe I should've bought the newer model. But it's kinda nice."

"Honey, I meant-"

It stopped reading mid-paragraph and reached with its left hand to gently stroke Klara's cheek. "I know what you meant, dear, I'm just joking," it turned its head a little for a moment and smiled at her, before turning back to the hologram. After a moment of reading a few more paragraphs, it sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Klara, I know it's weird for me to care so much about some work stuff. Man, even saying it out loud feels odd, you know? But I just want to finish this thing, because someone else would have ended up doing this tomorrow. Along with other tasks as well. And, um... I don't know. I thought I should do it myself?"

"Oh, sunshine," she murmured against its shoulder, "You know you should put yourself first, sometimes, right?"

"Mmhmm... but why shouldn't I if I can and want to do it?"

Klara moved a little to kiss its cheek, "You're a good person. Maybe a bit too good. Definitely better than what this project deserves."

Tobias half smirked and half bit its lower lip, thinking about the last sentence, before continuing to read the last paragraph. It felt Klara's hands slowly move off its body, giving its shoulder a pat before she moved next to the sink. Half concentrated on the text, other half listening to the sound of water filling an empty glass, it highlighted a few words and tapped its wrist to close the interface.

It jumped down off the kitchen counter, only to go sit on its other side, facing Klara.

"Honey? You mentioned going to take meds, didn't you?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Did you take them?"

"Uhhh... um," it sat quietl, trying to remember what it was doing before. After a moment, it answered, "I don't remember," with the last word turning into a yawn.

Klara shook her head and picked up something near the sink. Turning around to face it, she gently handed it two pills and kissed its forehead. "You know, you should get one of those little pill boxes to put them near the bed."

Tobias chuckled and swallowed both pills, quietly refusing the glass of water. "Please, they won't all fit in there."

"I'll get you three of them tomorrow."

"Klara, please, don't be ridiculous," it murmured and leaned towards her, "The packages are somewhat visible here in the kitchen. Most of them. And besides, we don't always sleep on the bed anyway."

She cupped its face and smiled. "Fine, if you say so," she said, though Tobias could see that she was still going to go buy them. As it leaned into her right hand, while smiling as she gently stroked its cheek with her left thumb, Klara continued, "You sure you're okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, um, stress-wise, for example? It's been a while since you've had sleep problems this bad."

It looked at her, getting lost in own thoughts again for a moment, before realizing that it had lost control of its face, that was now showing a small frown. "I'll be fine, don't worry, honey," it smiled and gently kissed her hand, "You know I'll tell you if I'm not doing well."

"You better," she said, then added, "Please."

"I will."

"Mmh," Klara sighed and stroked its hair. "Now, how about we finally go back to sleep?"

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

[stormimur]

i wanna talk and ramble about the crochet scene from days gone by and i aint waiting for someone to ask me about it to trigger the nonsense

I LOVE the idea of Moon having a creationist hobby a lot...I feel like we as the dca fandom always assume and assign Sun as the more creative one out of the two for obvious reasons, so the idea that Moon not only finds a hobby first, but ends up with numerous ones tickles me. crochet requires a lot of patience, acceptance of needing to redo all your hard work because you missed a stitch, and its so satisfying when you finally get done with something. it's everything Moon typically isn't!! Moon is impulsive and impatient! Moon does not like change!

the way i write kvei and moon's little crochet nights is always so nice to me too...not only for the routine (kvei for retracking in life, moon because moon just needs one to feel safer, more secure, and to get anything done), but because they end up talking a lot. another thing moon doesnt do a lot of! the rest of the story showcases moon as closed off, blunt, and kinda socially daft for a long while. yet the yarn compels them to blabber. i like it because for me, the way I intended for it to be seen, its a showcase of feeling comfortable and content. its not something obvious to kvei in spite of their time with the two nerds, but to me it is. the subtle signs that in spite of everything, sun and moon still find comfort and a reprieve in their tiny friend.

it makes me hehe when i write the angsty parts. you tiny lesbian. look at you being so stereotypically inept. yes, they like you. yes, they are flirting with you. a lot of human bonding is nonverbal action, things sun and moon have picked up subconsciously from decades of being near people

also also it does make me reflect as i write rn on how this fic is definitely a slow burn, but isnt like the... "oh we gotta get to know each other" type, more the slow pining type. comfortable with what it is that you feel, but discretely eager for more while not knowing what exactly it is that you yearn for. sun and moon discover it first, significantly before kvei will (self sabotage is a bad habit that when ingrained young, becomes so second nature that you never notice its presence) and will spend a STUPID amount of time gently brushing out in the void to find where the boundaries, if any, are. where the lines lay. what you respond to. what they need to do to communicate certain things to you when words are just not enough. the actions they explicitly choose to do, even if they don't feel like you feel. two different ways of experiencing emotions, yet when you do it together, it's addicting.

kinda why i always mentally argue that exploring more nsfw aspects of s/m are inherently FASCINATING and why I anguish that I rarely see people really explore it. if they do, its so brief and easily waived/explained away. i dont like that!! I really dislike the idea that S/M learned sexual attraction. i am so firm in the camp that they don't and can't experience sexual attraction due to how hormone based it is vs romance is so emotion based. that isnt a deterrent though. its forcing a different, less explored path that as an aroace person I REALLY wish I saw more representation of!! I HATE HATE HATE the "oh im aro/ace/etc, i dont find romance/sex appealing. yucky, icky!" rep. its important and it should exist, but its all we get when aromantism and asexuality are fascinating. they inherently change how we approach, react, and feel about a very, very deeply important part of human connection and the human experience. isnt that massive? isn't that worth discussion?

to boil it down to a simple, lukewarm "im not interested" in a character is such a lazy attempt at representation and i dont like settling for it. so i aint. my content is for me and i write and draw what I wish I saw more of because I know nobody else will if we all play the waiting game. the engagement or lack of engagement in these aspects of life does not negate how you feel.

[candied-scorpian]

Kulapari Blog Name: Candied Scorpian

I have not watched Rise of the Kings because Hulu is in the US{It is new so I couldn't even pirate it}-

but I sure love Stinger, so even with spoilers I was excited- IS THAT A SNAKE IN THE GIF??? I just noticed that

but anyways, for a small fandom 'Edit for a dead fandom' I can make edits, idk how to get the clips.... Right theirs on clips of stinger in one pirated site that has season 2

I accidentally watches epidose one of season 2 back in lockdown before kipo was uploaded... Oooh the memories of rewatching this before I slept.

Im still gonna make shitty drafts and post it on ao3, idk what happened, but ill just give stinger amnesia and meet some half scorpian half snakes Hehe! <3

Also bit of a headcanon that Their a emperor scorpia(They are in West Africa...) Idk, maybe other scorpians would assume, or another animal incorrectly guessing. I couldn't find a scorpian in austrailio I liked. Emperor sounded cool- and no ones arguing with me... Ik its someones pet peeve, but hey from reddit the show sucked, and I might still enjoy watching it. My work is gonna be as bad as the writing, also how friendly empoerer scorpians are HAH XD

... I kinda added that their was a disease that just never gets talked about, and eveyrones just, monotone, tired, depressed, something with slow mating cycles and infertility and miscarriges.......... From what I learned empowers are usually aggressive after giving birth, so maybe that anger is channeled to fighting, belief of a lord that is survival and nature is cruel. or smth dark, and oc in the makaign for that.

maybe another scorpian thats seen stingers dad, try to cheer them up... A neutral perspective on bandits and such <3 such good writings ideas I am rushing, please send me link or an account <3

Concept writing of my oc with a placeholder name Magma- for volcano room

Magma is self-aware and quiet, easily accepting of failures, and accepts that not everyone will be a good person and do what they're fully capable of, but they understand they should still stand up for others. They like to argue when they fully research a specific topic, and will trauma dump at a moment's notice to keep the conversation going, they are extremely sensitive so any jokes at others' expense, just when it's directed at them – they quit side eyes – but with someone else is also in the butt of the joke they'll sting. They tend to hold grudges rather than holding others' hands out of awkwardness, having a hard time asking for help. They can bottle all their emotions up, and that leads to… More panic attacks and stinging a frog{Fear of water from threatening to be drowned from an accidental party bash, and misses the hot springs gifted from Chinese scorpion} they acted on it from stinging a frog helping them get to the other side{inspired by Tumblr short story{Lost it}.. They struggle with misinformation, everyone knowing the obvious royalty or power core, and the struggle of political disinterest and being the eldest to have to take the crown and responsibility. He can be bitter about others being wrong or not that self-aware, always keeping to themselves, but the inevitable panic of intrusive thoughts of accidentally murdering someone. They Value and adore it when people like them and know their bad, or even stay, to be listened to is nice and they can only be so much. They can come across as sweet, sometimes a bit obvious to their surroundings, or forgetful souls, but on other occasions, they can play the oblivious card. While plating obliviousness has its wins when seen as stupid, they tend to be insecure about the existence of their responsibility, but not exactly knowing how to not be the cause of corruption, assassinated siblings, letting things go bad, or secretly being power-hungry. Despite all of this, their family loves the self-isolating ‘Sun’ Daughter, and the people see them as having humility and being well educated but a person(forgetting, being neutral and self-aware of their bias on their interviews in boarding school.). They put others' needs before themselves, the weaker their friends, but an enemy could just die.

[kitssapphic]

☽ 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲

Pairing; Dealer!Ellie williams x fem!reader

summary; Its been a few weeks now at University, and you come find yourself crushing a little on a student; that being Ellie williams. You find yourself at a party, which unexpected moments come to finding yourself smoking a joint with Ellie.

warnings and tags; modern!au , uni!au/ college!au ,dealer!ellie , drug abuse , mentions of weed and alcohol , eventual smut

Authors note; okokok this is my first time ever writing a fic so pls be nice😽 hopefully ill make more parts to this!!! Just let me know hehe

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‘What a drag’ you thought to yourself as sat, continuously shaking your leg up and down in a fidgety manner, whilst listening to the teacher at the front of the Auditorium clicking through slide upon slide about information for the rest of the term, i guess he was only trying to help all of us settle in

It had only been about 3 weeks or so since University had first started. As boring as this was, you couldn’t help but gaze around the room and find enjoyment else where; you was sat near the top, so you got a pretty good view of the rest of the students sat below, of course only the back of their heads.

Slowly but surely the talk came to a close, and everyone started to slowly pack their stuff away; which you followed along.

As you shoved your notebook into your bag, you catch a glimpse of a student not too far from you.

She had slightly red auburn hair, which was loosely tied half up and half down, with small strands of hair poking out from the side, as well as strands falling gently onto the side of her face.

Which you couldn’t help but just stand there and admire for a moment or two, as you watch her shove her bag onto her shoulder and turn to head for the door. Just by your luck she notices you…

staring. Admiring.. probably a better way to put it. You could only just catch a glimpse at their face as she turned to face you, not directly looking at you but you were in the corner of her eyes and-

oh my god her eyes, they were a deep green, with hints of yellow that bounced from the sun beaming through the window; you examine the rest of her face and see the freckles placed softly around her face and the way her-

you realise was fully just staring. Shit.

You quickly look away, your heart felt like it was pounding out of your chest, while ur cheeks filled with a tint of red. You continue packing the rest of your stuff back into your bag;

act normal act normal act normal.

And as soon as you looked back up towards the door, she had left. Little did you know before she had left, a small smirk appeared on her face at the thought of you admiring her. Cute, she thought to herself.

A few hours had passed, you had returned to your dorm- your roommate, Dina, was out with her new “situationship”, i think his name was Jesse? And of course you was sat on your bed, sprawled out, overthinking the 10 second moment embarrassing moment you had earlier that day with that other student.

‘was that weird? did she notice??’

You laid there for a while, contemplating whether your life was over or not just because you stared at someone for more than 5 seconds, which soon enough gets interrupted by a loud knock coming from your door at the front of your dorm.

You lifted yourself up and walked over to open the door, pulling the doorknob slowly to yourself to peer round and see who interrupted your not-so-peaceful thinking time.

“Hey, theres a house party at mine later? Your welcome to come.”

The guy said, leaning his forearm at the top of your door while staring down to you- raising an eyebrow as he waited for a response

“ehhhh..i’m not to fussed abou-“

“come on! Here” he placed a small note in your hand, with an address written in a bold marker pen

“I’ll see you there, yeh?” He says with a smirk, which makes you grimace a little.

“aha uh yeh? …Sure”

You say with regret and just to end the conversation frankly, cringing a little inside at this random guy’s remarks as he grins at you; pulling his arm back down and giving you a wink as he walks off.

Ew.

—☽

You click your phone screen with the tip of your finger to check the time.

5:58pm

You stand up and slowly walk over to your desk, which was pretty well organised to your liking -

You look down at the note that the weird guy had given you earlier, reading the starting time as 7pm.. giving you just enough time to do some makeup and get ready to go.. not like you wanted to but hey why not, you had no other plans and knew you’d spend your whole evening probably scrolling endlessly on your phone.

7:25pm

You look down to your phone and see the time while walking up to the house that supposedly fits with the address written on the note from earlier.

You chose to wear something that kinda fits your idea of a house party; a pair of denim loose shorts with a green tight crop halter neck, paired with a maroon brown jacket and converse.

The loud music blasted through the walls while strobe colour changing lights beamed down onto the driveway, bouncing around like small little fireflies having their own little party; which kind of made you smile a little.

As you walk through the door immediately you are met with a crowd that was big enough to fit a theatre, having to squeeze your way through and multiple “Excuse me”s & “Can i get past? Thankyou” to get to the kitchen and grab yourself a quick drink. The guy from earlier caught your eye as he was quickly trying to make your way over to you, waving his hand in excitement.

“Hey! You came!”

He splurts out with a slight drunken slurred tone, leaning over your shoulder to speak into your ear, grabbing your shoulder with his spare hand, and his other hand holding his drink.

“Aha yeh, why not”

You say with a smile, hoping this conversation would end so you can just get this party over and done with.

Thankfully a friend of his caught his attention as he did the man thing of fist bumping and giving them a pat on the back, while pulling one another into a hug. This gave you the opportunity to slide yourself out of the situation, taking a sip of your drink while you swerved yourself through the huge crowd.

Time had passed slowly, with awkward dancing coming from you and a couple sips of your drink; bringing you to realise you had none of it left.

You tried to make your way back to the kitchen to get another drink, yet instead get greeted with a slap in the face by a drink… definitely of alcohol.

You look down at your clothes, covered in whatever alcoholic substance that you could taste in your mouth.

“Oh my god… shit i am so sorry!….”

You hear over the loud music blasting through your ear drums as you look up, cringing at yourself and the fact you was covered in alcohol.

No fucking way.

It was the student from earlier. Auburn red hair, piercing green eyes and gently spotted freckles around her face. You stare for a moment in shock, realising what situation you was in.

“Thats pretty similar to the face you were pulling as you were staring at me earlier” She says, giving you a smirk as you still just…stood there in utter shock.

“I… uh” You couldn’t force any words out, it was like your vocal chords had been shut off. You stood there awkwardly, your heart pounding out of your chest, and your cheeks quickly turning red in utter embarrassment but also in a slight blush.

“C’mon, lets get you cleaned up yeh?” She says, grabbing your hand as she takes you through this huge crowd, squirming your way out to be eventually greeted with the bathroom up the stairs.

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You throw yourself up onto the bathroom counter, dangling ur legs off from the side while the student…

…the pretty student…stands beside you, trying to find something to clean you up with.

She rummages through every cupboard she could find, feeling a sense of guilt to the fact that she had completely covered you in alcohol. Eventually, she finds a small purple flannel and walks back over to where your sat.

You could feel the alcohol hitting you, with the walls turning and swirling round while you feel yourself swaying back a forth, causing you to have a slight grin on your face. The corner of your eyes are slowly blurring together, and you felt a dizzy spell around your whole head.

“You alright there?” She asks you, looking up to see you blankly staring around at the walls; you seemed to do this a lot.

“Ahaa yeh.. i’m good! And are you alright?” You also ask, swaying your eyes to look towards her, meeting eye to eye as she chuckles at your response.

“Im great, thanks” She says whilst chuckling slightly, shaking her head at your slight tipsy manner.

She grabs the flannel and gently starts dabbing your chest, rubbing it softly on the sides of your face and eventually from your clothes. Her soft touch made your heart feel are fuzzy, with butterflies flying around in your stomach. You try so hard not to blush, grinning a little whilst she furrowed her eyebrows in concentration to get this horrible alcohol smell off of you.

“Man i’m so sorry about this, some fucker shoved me and caused me to drop my drink absolutely everywhere” She says while shaking her head, rolling her eyes in frustration, with a sense of guilt when she meets your eyes again.

“Hey, hey, no worries. I’m sure you didn’t do this on purpose” You reassure her, a grin appearing on your face.

“I noticed you in the lecture earlier”

She says, standing straight back up and going over to the sink; turning the tap on and running the flannel underneath to hopefully get rid of the alcohol remaining.

“Ah shit…yeh sorry about that, I didn’t realise i was just fully staring”

You say with complete embarrassment, turning to look in the opposite direction to her, a red blush rushing to your cheeks; hoping and praying she doesn’t see.

“I’m ellie” She says with a smile, turning her head up to look at you whilst she continued running the flannel under the tap.

Ellie, what a sweet name.

“I’m Y/n, nice to meet you ellie”

“Nice to meet you too” She says, chuckling to herself as she turned her head back down to the sink, turning the tap off and rinsing out the flannel.

“man i hope this doesn’t stain your clothes” She furrows her brows, coming back over to you to try and get the rest out.

The tension was pretty high while you sat there grinning to yourself, which Ellie continued gently rubbing off the alcohol, glancing up at you every few seconds; causing you to giggle to yourself. You were pretty drunk at this point, nothing made sense to you.

While you sit there, you begin to glance your eyes over what Ellie was wearing;

Her hair was tied back in the same half up half down style she had earlier, with small strands still loosely poking out. She was wearing a grey-ish top, with a blue oversized shirt over it, unbuttoned, while also wearing tight black jeans and a pair of black converse.

“Your doing it again” she mumbles, standing back up straight and smirking at you.

“Aha…..doing what?” You say, leaning your hand beside you and turning your head to the side a little, grinning a little to yourself

“Staring..” She states, crossing her arms and leaning on the side of the wall, raising her eyebrows at you.

You laugh to yourself, putting your face into your hands while shaking your head.

You are so embarrassing, you think to yourself, breathing in heavily before slapping your hands back onto your thighs and throwing yourself off the bathroom counter top

“I think i need another drink!” You say, patting Ellies shoulder as you walk past her, signalling for her to walk with you.

“Hey… I have something else that might be better than alcohol, plus, it doesn’t get all over you” She states, raising her eyebrows while still leaning on the wall with the side of her arm, grinning slightly at you.

This made you stop in your tracks as you turn and look at her, furrowing your brows and turning your head to the side

“Hm?”

—

You and Ellie were now sat on the side of a wall, your legs crossed causing your knee to slightly brush against Ellie’s, causing you to blush a little.

Ellie gets out a rolled up cigarette, which was obviously weed as the smell hit you straight in the face. She places the cigarette in her mouth on the very tip, bringing the lighter up to it and flicking it on, setting off a small red glow at the end of the cigarette on the other end.

She inhales slowly, closing her eyes as she takes the cigarette out and exhales out into the air, opening her eyes again to stare up at the sky.

“Want a drag?” She says, looking over to you, offering the cigarette.

“Sure, i’ve never smoked weed before though..” You say, taking the cigarette out of Ellie’s hands and taking it up to your mouth; as you place it in your mouth, Ellie gently grabs your chin with her thumb and turns your head to face her, lighting the cigarette again as the wind had caused it to blow out.

You stare into her eyes whilst she does this, looking slightly up at her seeing as she was a little bit taller than you.

“You really do love to stare huh” She looks at you, meeting your gaze after successfully lighting the cigarette again, still resting her thumb on your chin and her hand underneath.

You don’t respond as your too out of it to even think about what she just said, still gazing your eyes towards her before inhaling the cigarette and exhaling it gently into her face; causing a cloud of smoke between the two of you.

The music from the party wasn’t far, you had only sat on a small wall just beside the house; luckily it wasn’t too cold for the two of you.

“You know… the more you stare the more i want to get to know you..” She says, making you snap out of your trance as you realise what she just said.

[writernopal]

Happy Storyteller Saturday! 📝

What's something you've been excited about lately? A new WIP, a new idea, a fun character, some good angst, or maybe the break you're taking?

--@oh-no-another-idea <3

Cass! Its been a long time since I've answered an STS but I've got the spoons for it today so here we go!

So I've had severe Mariel brainrot which is great for obvious reasons, but it also made me remember a little detail I threw into AASOAF 1 that doesn't "resolve" until AASOAF 3 and as of yet, no one has pointed out the little seed I planted. Its kind of obscure so I'm not surprised no one's picked up on it yet, but it makes me excited so I'll explain it instead of waiting for someone to catch it hehe.

A long time ago I made a post about Lizardfolk names (here) which I've referenced a handful of times before (and is also in AASOAF 2's companion material). You don't need to read the whole thing, as this here is the most relevant bit for what I'm going to talk about:

The first or given name is chosen by the individual’s parents when they hatch. For nobility, this is also the name preceded by the title of ‘Lord’ or ‘Lady’ once they have completed their ikismal (rite of passage) ceremony. When used sans honorifics, it is the most intimate form of address, usually reserved for nuclear family, certain relatives, lovers, or spouses to demonstrate closeness. However, this is only permissible in private settings; public settings demand formality, even from those closest to that individual, else being referred to by first name only is considered disrespectful and usually meant as an insult.

So, at the beginning of AASOAF 1, Mariel asks for Axtapor's name and he tells her it's Oxlo (his surname). This is because:

A. he doesn't really trust her with his full name (he's a himbo but also a pirate so he's not dumb enough to walk around giving people his government name lol)

B. its how pirates in AASOAF (including the ship he serves on, the Angel's Lyre) refer to one another, so its kind of second nature to introduce himself that way. You'll notice in AASOAF 2 that Fay and Wilkes also call him Oxlo and nothing else, despite both being familiar with proper lizard custom.

C. because he knows its human custom to call others by their first names only once they learn them and that would feel inappropriate for him because Mariel's not close to him in any way at this point, therefore not allowed to call him by his first name.

This last point is HUGE because for the majority of AASOAF 1, he only knows Mariel as Miss Frere (and calls her such) until he hears a town crier say her full name. By the time this happens he Has Feelings for her so the next time they see each other, they have A Moment where he leans and whispers her first name into her ear. JUST THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES ME GO FERAL because its his way of telling her (even though she and the reader might not understand) that he wants to be close to her. That he wants to be (and in his mind) is ready to be someone worthy of calling her by her first name.

And then because he's a LITTLE SHIT who is Obsessed with her, he says her full name to her, KNOWING THAT SHE'S PROBABLY GONNA ASK FOR HIS FULL NAME AND CALL HIM BY HIS FIRST NAME FROM THEN ON BECAUSE THATS WHAT HUMANS DO.

And of course she does, so he drops this banger of a line on her:

“Axtapor Rehteus Oxlo of Ihama, First Mate of the Angel’s Lyre at yer command.” He said, bowing his head ever so slightly.

Let me break down why this line, despite being so plain makes me so fucking feral and why its such a big deal:

He says it when they're alone. This is huge because that means he wanted to be absolutely, 100% sure no one was going to overhear what his name is. This also sets up nicely for the theme of "alone together" that starts playing out in AASOAF 2.

He bows. Also huge because in the context of AASOAF, Lizardfolk enslave Humans. Bowing is a sign of respect, so for him to bow to her effectively means he's putting himself beneath the rank of slave. This is doubly significant because he grew up as a noble and she's just a farmer's daughter. This also ties in really nicely with themes of Power and Strength that take shape in AASOAF 2 and are realized more fully in AASOAF 3.

He says he's at her command. Again, this is huge because in the Holtep Empire (his homeland), women are treated as second class citizens and the men sort of just do their thing and drag them along behind. This also ties into a lot of the conversations/inner dialogue/behavior Axtapor exhibits in AASOAF 2.

This line, even though the reader and Mariel, may not know it, is Axtapor confessing his love for her. This is also me putting the band-aid on that I rip off at the end where, uh, things don't go his way LOL.

Anyway that was really long but it makes me insane when I think about it so there you go! There's a ton more stuff like that in AASOAF that I wish I could talk about or that someone would find but hey, even if no one finds it, at least I know its there.

[myvirtualescape2]

My Virtual Escape 2 - Chapter 1

My name is Eve! Eve Kalder, and today is my 18th birthday. So.. you would think at an age like this, one known for its supposed sense of “freedom”, that I’d be able to do something as simple as playing a video game, right? Well, you’re wrong. At least, that’s what my father, Joseph Kalder, tells me. He contributed greatly to the development of some virtual reality game, alongside a long time friend of our family, Abraham. This thing has been dangled before me time and time again throughout my life, only to be snatched away just as it comes within arms reach; they even named it after me! “E.V.E.”, or in other words, “Everyone’s Virtual Escape.” Why else would they do this if not to spite me? 

The reality is, they claim it’s dangerous for someone like me. Ha! What do they know? It can’t be that bad, right? I tried convincing my brother, Isaac, to let me try his headset, even just for a brief glimpse into the forbidden world of E.V.E. But just like my father and Abraham, he shot the idea down in flames, hardly even considering a second thought. He and I are close, practically inseparable, so I naturally assumed he’d be on board with my plan. I guess it seems I misjudged him. Whatever, It’s not like they can control me anymore. 

Eve proceeds to close her journal as she lets out a sigh. “Because today’s my big day! I hope this is the year.” the girl snickers to herself, feeling a wave of confidence.

Eve cleans herself up and makes her way through the hallway into the kitchen. “Good morning, dear! I made you some breakfast,”  said Joseph. “Eggs and toast with a side of bacon and homefries. Your favorite. Happy birthday!”

“Aw.. thank you dad!” Eve says as she reaches for a hug. “You know me too well.” 

"Of course. Anything for my little girl. In a while, your brother and Rebekah will be coming by to say hi.”  

“Ooo. I hope they bring Jenny with them!” the birthday girl shouted with glee.

“Alright, you eat your breakfast. Afterwards I’ll let you open one of your gifts. I’m going to give your brother a call to see when he’ll show up.“ Joseph chuckled. As Eve eats her food in peace, she notices the family butler, Adam, preparing the living room for the eventual guests. “Good morning, Adam!” she said cheerfully. “Good morning to you too, Eve, and happy birthday!” the butler said with a smile on his face.

“Thanks!” Eve said. Joseph returns from his bedroom putting his cellphone in his pocket, “Alrighty now, the two should be here any second. House looks nice, Adam. good job.”

“Don’t mention it, Mr. Kalder! It’s what I’m here for.” He chuckles. 

A creaking sound was heard from the backdoor. “Hey everyone, hope we’re not late!” 

“Isaac! Rebekah! How’ve you been, kids?” Joseph asked, his face lit by a smile. “Could be better, but you know me,” Isaac remarks, a playful smirk plastered on his face. “I’ve been well! We’ve had our hands tied with the dog and moderating the game. Thanks for asking, Mr. Kalder,” said Rebekah.

“Adam.”

“Isaac.”

They reach for a firm handshake, one backed by many years of friendship.

“You’re looking nice today man. Love the tux.” 

Could say the same to you, my friend. The new jacket and turtleneck looks sick nasty!” the friendly butler jokingly proclaimed.

Isaac chuckles. “Wanted to try a new style. ”He looks behind him.

“Hey kid! Heard it’s your birthday today. That’s some good shit.”

“Isaac!” Eve says as she goes in for a hug. “18 now, huh?” Isaac says. “Time really does fly fast, yeesh.” “You betcha! and you’re all old and probably have knee problems, hehe” she looks at her brother with a smug face. “I’m only thirty one! thirty one!” Isaac shouted. She smiled, “yeah! That’s old in my book. You’re like dad over there.” “Keep pushin’ your luck, kid.” he smiled back at her. “If you keep it up, you won’t get this cool present I gotcha!”, Isaac says as he proceeds to wave a decently sized box around. "okayyyy" Eve says with a slight smirk.

“Speaking of presents.” Joseph said, “why don’t we open some up?” “Sure!” Eve said excitedly. Joseph goes to grab the wrapped present that lies next to his bedroom door.

“Here you go, dear!” Joseph says with cheer. “Rip into it.” Eve begins to rip the wrapping paper to shreds, and fast. “Yes yes yes!” Eve thinks to herself. She tears through all of the wrapping paper, and the gift wasn’t what she was envisioning. “Ah! a laptop..?” Eve said carefully, but softly. “Me and your mother know your old one got busted some time ago, and with your interest in college, we thought it'd be a great idea to get you a new one so you can use it for stuff like that in the future.” Joseph said happily. Eve, while appreciative, is a bit disappointed, and she doesn’t want to appear ungrateful or upset.

“I see… Well I love it. thank you guys.” she said with a slight smile on her face.

Isaac grabs the box to the side of him. “Here’s your gift from me and Rebekah." “Isaac out of anyone knows how much I’ve wanted a helmet. This has gotta be it!” Eve thinks to herself. Once again, Eve proceeds to tear through the wrapping paper, this time like there’s no tomorrow. “Ah ha! Finally my own E.V-..wait, Roller-skates..?” Eve said, struck with confusion.

“Yeah! Roller-skates are sick. I thought you’d find em cool. “

“T-thanks Isaac..!” she says, looking notably down. Rebekah glances over at the kid. “Everything okay, Eve?” the woman says, displaying a hint of concern. “O-oh yeah! I’m just a bit tired still.” Eve chuckles. “I got to bed really late last night. I should probably fix that.” “Does the Kalder family hate sleep or something?” Rebekah grins. “Your brother never comes to bed at a decent time. He’s always working day and night.” “Hey that’s not-” Isaac stopped himself. “Never mind yeah, you’re right.” 

Hours go by, and everyone is talking amongst themselves. Eve, still underwhelmed and disappointed on the inside, keeps to herself in the living room. 

“Man”. Adam said. “Can you believe the kid is 18 now? It only feels like just yesterday I was greeting you every-time you logged into E.V.E., granted, much to your dismay.” Isaac smirked, locking eyes with Adam, who was awaiting a quip in return from the once hot-headed Isaac he knew during their time spent around one another in E.V.E. Isaac began, his words oozing with a light-hearted, venomous flare, “Yeah, I remember. You were a real pain in my ass. Never gonna forget the time you dressed up as my fucking mom.”  The room fell into silence, only to be broken by Adam’s sudden laughter. “Aw come on! It was hilarious. You gotta admit, I got you good.” Adam chuckled. He chirped between hushed gasps of laughter formed after each breath. Regaining his cool, he thought to remind Isaac of a long forgotten interaction between the two. “Never gonna forget the time I helped you that night at Solomon’s. You still owe me one man.”

The words pierced through Isaac's ears, ringing within his head. He was still, unmoving, without a single thought behind his widened eyes, which were fixated upon the dinner table. Adam looked at him with concern on his face. “you okay Isaac?” “...yeah.” Isaac said softly. “Hey man I think me and Rebekah are gonna ring it in for tonight.” he stood up from his chair. “We gotta get home and log on. Left poor Malachi all on his own to moderate for the day. God knows what Jenny is getting up to by herself too!” he lightly chuckles. “Oh. alright man.” Adam put his hand up for a fist bump. “Fun times?” Isaac looked at him with a slight smile, “fun timessss. Let my dad know me and Rebekah rang it in for the night." “Will do, Isaac. Take care.”

As Isaac and Rebekah were preparing to walk out the door, they noticed someone behind them. “leaving?” Eve says, tired and confused.  Isaac yawns. “Yeahhh, it’s getting late.” he stretches his back. “I hope you had a good day, Eve. be good for Dad, alright?” “I knowwwwww!” Eve says as she tries to put on her smug attitude, as an attempt to mask her true feelings. “Night, Eve!” Rebekah shouts with glee. “Night, guys. Thank you for spending time with us today.”  As the couple left, Eve’s cheerful and snarky demeanor proceeded to drop. She began to make her way out of the kitchen, towards her room.

“Is everything okay, Eve?” Adam asked with concern, noting the blank expression on her face. The girl stopped in her tracks and looked back at the worried butler, she made a quick, false smile.  “Y-yeah!” Eve says. “Just tired! It’s been a long day. Girls need their beauty sleep, y’know?” “Ohhhhhhh okay. I’m glad you enjoyed your birthday, Miss Kalder. I’ll let your father know you called it early.” Adam relayed to the seemingly tired birthday girl. “Thank you.. Good night sir!” Eve says, speed walking through the kitchen. She makes her way through the hallway, into her room, where she closes her door. She takes a deep breath. "God dammit!” Eve shouts in frustration and falls back onto her bed. “I’m so sick of being treated like a kid! I’m sick of being treated like I can’t hold my own. I’ll never get that damn headset.. Because no one will ever take me seriously! What do they think I am, a joke??” 

All I want is to be treated like an adult.. Is it really so hard to ask?” Eve says as she gets under her blankets and turns off her lamp.

Hours have passed, and sleep offered no respite from her relentless thoughts. With each toss and turn, she would let out a sigh. First, a sigh of disappointment, then of anger, then of sadness. 

“Why am I the one that gets treated differently?”, she paused to think, lamenting over the situation. “Wait..” she sits up and ponders with curiosity. “I think I have an idea.. I gotta be quick though.”

She had walked this route many times before. Then, it would’ve been to raid the kitchen fridge for a late night snack. Now, it was to obtain something of far greater substance. She had memorized every possible creak in the floorboards, choosing to carefully maneuver around them with elegance akin to an acrobat. In reality, she looked more like a drunken sailor rocking back and forth on their ship during a storm. She regained her balance, outstretching her arms as if she were walking a tightrope. Before her stood her destination: Joseph’s Office.

Eve reaches for the door handle and slightly pushes it forward, cringing at the irritating creaking sound, praying to the overlord that no one heard it. She makes her way through the dark office, as quiet as a mouse, watching her steps very carefully. “Okay.. okay” she whispers to herself. “If I were the owner of a multi billion dollar tech company, where would I put my assets?” 

She began to search the desk from top to bottom, but came up with nothing. She rummaged through the drawers but alas, she still came up empty handed. Eve tippy toed her way over to the last area of the room: the closet.

Upon arriving at her destination, she was greeted by a wall of E.V.E stock units. “Haha yeah baby! I hit the jackpot!” she accidentally shouts. “Oops. gotta be quiet. I forgot.”

Eve quickly grabs a helmet of her choosing and proceeds to make her way back the same way she came, as quiet as possible. She reaches her bedroom and enters, locking her door. “Well that wasn’t so hard, now was it Miss Kalder?” she snickers to herself, ecstatic her little plan worked. She places the white box on the floor and opens it up, being met with some sort of letter.

“A manual? It’s signed by.. The Overlord?” Eve tosses the piece of paper to her side. “The helmet seems pretty self explanatory. What the hell do I need a manual for?” she shrugs. “Okay! No more playing around!” she proclaims with confidence. “Time to see what this is all about. About the helmet that’s been ripped away from me every chance I get. Here goes nothing.” She puts on the helmet, and before long finds herself within another world.. Within her own virtual escape.

The girl was immediately met with a cool breeze, and the sound of crickets in the night sky. Her eyes once closed began to open. “W-woah.. This is trippy.” Eve proceeded to walk and explore her surroundings, noting how familiar it is. “This looks like my backyard.. like real life! It’s pretty chilly though.. They gotta fix the AC.” She quickly took note of a small bag residing next to her shoe and bent down to retrieve it. The contents inside were akin to small, colorful crystals. “Aw sweet! Few minutes in and I already found myself some loot. This is awesome!” she snickered to herself and took a step back.. *THUD!* 

She looked up and was met with Isaac’s face, irritation and nervousness visible clear as day. "I-Isaac?" Eve says, in shock. Eve looks into Isaac's eyes and sees a vast array of emotions. She can't get a read on him. "I- uh…"

"You can't be here. You need to log out right fucking now." Isaac demands, shooting a glare at the young girl's eyes.

"Can't you ju-?"

"NOW!" he screams.

Eve is taken aback. This is the first time she's seen him like this. Isaac looks away for a moment and puts his palm on his face. "Sorry." "Isaac, are you okay?" Eve asks, worried and concerned about her brother. Isaac turns back to face her, now with tears welling up in his eyes. "I'll be fine if you log out." "I'm 18 now, Isaac. I can make my own decisions." "I don't fucking care! I'm not going to just sit around while you make a stupid decision." Eve scoffs, taking offense. "Stupid decision? Really? Or are you just saying that because I finally did something on my own for once?"

Isaac grinds his teeth in anger. "Yeah, it is a stupid decision! This game is fucking serious, Eve. You could…" Tears begin to fall down Isaac's cheek, but he maintains his composure. "You could die. And if that ever happened again, I wouldn't be able to live with myself." "Again?" Eve asks with curiosity.

Isaac breaks eye contact with her. "Nothing… it doesn't matter. I just can't lose you." silence fills the air for some time, until Isaac looks back at Eve as she walks forward and gives him a hug. "Well, you don't need to worry about that." Eve says with a cheeky smile. "Because I have the best teammate in the game.

"What? Who?" Isaac asks.

Eve winks at her brother, who is confused and feeling a wide range of emotions currently. "You, obviously!" 

Isaac's eyes widen. "Eve. No."

"Isaac, you and I both know that I'm too stubborn to quit playing, so stop this concerned-brother thing and team up with me!" Eve announced, a confident grin plastered on her face as a result of her offer. Knowing Isaac, he would accept her proposal in a heartbeat if it meant protecting her. Eve was more than aware of that. However, the Isaac standing before her was one she had never before encountered:

“Don’t pull that shit with me!” Isaac exclaimed, a newfound fury tainting his words as a result of his concern. “I know what you’re going through, okay? I get it. I used to think I knew better than the people around me, but looking back, they were always right. They only wanted to help me. So why should I be seen any differently?” he asked through sharp breaths. This reaction was not what Eve had come to expect of her brother. Despite already knowing that he would do anything to protect her, she couldn’t bear seeing him like this, knowing that she had brought it on. “I understand,” she began, realizing the severity of her situation: “I gotta ask though, since this game is just so dangerous…why are you here? What’s in it for you?” she inquired.

Isaac looked down, releasing a heavy sigh. “I’m a moderator, Eve. I’m just trying to guide you… guide you out of this shit. I don’t want you seeing even half of the shit this world has to offer. So just get outta here, okay? It’s better for both of us.” Eve felt a tremble on her lips as a result of a new feeling she hadn’t felt before. Was it guilt? Was it despair? Whatever the case, she didn’t like it. If leaving this world would make her brother feel better in the meantime, then she would abide. From her trembling lips, she would let out a hushed apology: “I’m really sorry, Isaac-” she began, only to be cut off instantly: “Don’t start with that shit either, okay? Just please don’t come back here,” Isaac begged. Eve spoke not another word, turning away from her brother, before taking off her headset. Just as quickly as she had arrived, she would depart from this world, the surrounding environment dissipating from view. She crashed onto her bed, recollecting on what had just happened.

"I've never seen him like that before.. so vulnerable.. but that game. it's so immersive, it's like real life. it's so cool. I don't want to go behind Isaac's back, but I need to see what else this thing has to offer. maybe I can prove to him I have what it takes. best to stay on the low though." after a few more minutes of recollection, Eve grabs the headset once more, returning her to this mysterious world.

[riaki]

riko u asked for thoughts / recs but i just . NEED to know more abt that sugu fic ur working on ….. the coffee shop one ……. i will eat any and all crumbs u can give me on what its abt or any lines in it or literally Anything cuz im kinda obsessed already . 😭😭

HAJSH i’m glad ur hooked >:3c thoughts under cut…

to be honest i started writing it completely without a plan 😿😿 that’s how most of my stuff goes anyway… but for the record, i have first love/late spring on loop whenever i work on it if that wasn’t obvious already. the goal was to make a nice cozy fic since it was oct (now nov) and since i don’t get to experience any seasons besides summer and 3 day cold fronts where i live this fic is jsut me wishful thinking :’3 i also kinda got the inspo from this post by the wonderful artist!!

planning for it to be a noncurse au with stsg still intact… ofc i’ll write the lifeguard!toru alongside and it’ll be in the same universe!!! i think it’ll be fun to do that hehe SO the main idea is that. u go to the local coffee shop u frequent and one day he’s there, and there’s a mutual ‘wow they’re cute’ and so you strike up a convo, and maybe u visit more frequently whenever he’s on shift to talk. one day u go in and he isn’t there (but someone else is) and they give you ur drink (which isn’t made the way u like it cus only suguru knows) and lo and behold there’s a number written on the cup that’s his !! stand in (probably gojo) was told to do it for him cus maybe he got sick of something idk

then u start talking and sometimes he takes his break to your table with some coffee or pastries on the house… makes little foam faces on ur drink just cus he loves seeing u laugh and smile at them and then. if ur order is absurd he’ll make fun of u for it but u notice he has it memorized :) one day he just drops the ‘we should go out’ when you’ve been rlly busy w school lately and he’s noticed ur swamped with stress.

so u go out, have fun, realize how much u like him and bam coffee flavored kiss :3

tbh. i have absolutely zero. clue on how to write him.. is he a smooth operator??? slick and cool with the ladies (and other)?????? does he get flustered, is he annoyin once u get to know him or is he gentlemanly…. hmmmm idk but. anyway hope this was sufficient for u ari!!! i’m excited to work on it more hehe

[rosewatergrapefruit]

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@sallycinnamons​ hehe okay. sorry this took forever I was like ‘ok if I post it I have to make double extra sure I’m satisfied with every song on there’ (special shout out to “Every Night” by THEE Paul McCartney, which I adore but decided was not right. It’s the only one I culled)

anyway HERE is a link to this playlist and below is a bit about why each song is on here or what gains the song entry to this playlist. Basically the organizing question is what does Love sound like to me, Mimi [REDACTED]? Like many great playlists it started as an informal shortlist in my head and I decided I really did want to keep track of them. You’ll notice maybe like I did after making the playlist that a lot of them are about someone you want to listen to or want to listen to you more than anything. clearly that’s the height of romance to me...

its not in any particular order, just how I added it. 

1. “Jesus, Etc.” - Wilco - “I’ll be around / You were right about the stars”

2. “Only for You” - Heartless Bastards - first song I ever felt sounded like love to me, would have been first song if I had not been actively listening to Wilco when I decided to pull the trigger 

3. “The Book I Read” - Talking Heads - “I’m embarrassed to admit it hit the soft spot it in my heart when / I found out you wrote the book I read” 

4. “Ask Me Why” - The Beatles - “I love you / ‘Cause you tell me things I want to know” also John’s cold voice sounds like hes cryinnnnggggg :)

5. “This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)” - Talking Heads - as I mentioned earlier, often considered The love song in a catalogue characteristically devoid of them. Can’t pull out a lyric, all of them fit

6. “Ladies” - Fiona Apple - “Nobody can replace / anybody else / so it would be a shame to make it a competition”

7. “I Want You To Love Me” - Fiona Apple - Hey Guy Have You Heard This Song.

8. “Village Green” - The Kinks - ok this one is more getting at the fact that you can love a place so much, and also I always love how he goes back and sits with Daisy even though she’s married to the grocer. sometimes when you go to college out of state you form strong emotional connections with village pastorals okay?

9. “If I Needed Someone” - The Beatles - kind of incredibly blasé for a love song but thats why I love it I think?? It’s saying listen I don’t actually need anyone else but. If i did it would be you..

10. “Sugar on My Tongue” - Talking Heads - YAYYYYYYY BEING ALIVE IN A BODY AND HORNY FOR ANOTHER HUMANBEING IS BEAUTIFUL YAYYYYY LETS ALL HOLD HANDS

11. “Tim I Wish You Were Born a Girl” - Of Montreal - a repression enjoyer classic but its on here because he literally loves tim more than he knows how to think about. ok wow

12. “Concerto for Philodendron & Pothos” - Mort Garson - I have dreams about trying to orchestrate this one day and I’m giving the synth around :45 to a lone trumpet. That’s Love

13. “Nothing But Mine” - Billie Marten - “Be my friend / there is no other way to say it”

14. “Slide Away” - Oasis - “I dream of you / and all the things you said” & “Let me be the one to shine with you” & “We talk of growing old” NEED I GO ON? This one very recently has become an instant cry in the first ten seconds kind of song, which is nice. It deserves it

15. “Don’t Let Me Down” - The Beatles and Billy Prescott who is really quite crucial here - best John vocal of all time. Sorry. Don’t let me down please don’t let me down. Don’t let me down........

16. “Live Forever” - Oasis - “Maybe you’re the same as me / We see things they’ll never see” - man. man. man. man. man. yeah

17. “People Take Pictures of Each Other” - The Kinks - “People take pictures of each other / just to prove that they really existed” 

18. “Village Green Preservation Society” - The Kinks - “Aren’t they the same thing? Love and attention?” 

ok yay this was fun. If I ever add more songs I might come back to this post I really enjoy annotated lists 

[roobylavender]

Your post earlier made me think about how Bruce is really dedicated to learning and acquiring knowledge and how over the course of his life he has acquired a wide array of skills across multiple fields and it just really makes we want to see a version of Bruce who loses his wealth somehow and has to do a normal job in any field because I honestly think it'd pull him out of the doom and gloom mentality and make him genuinely happy. I'm not that far into my Batman reading but I really think it would be an interesting move to make Bruce a normal dude given all the discourse around billionaire superheroes right now and it's probably the best thing for his mental health/general issues to actually be around people.

I also would like to see how it would affect his relationships with his family, friends and allies because he would be out in a position to genuinely experience their reality. Also would love to see him get a job utilising one of his obscure skills that he genuinely likes. How do you think an arc of Bruce having to live like a normal person would go? I love your comic book insights and would love to hear your take

To clarify the previous ask I know he loses his money in current canon but he still seems to be a billionaire? I think? I don't know I cannot get through most modern comics. Anyways good luck with law school and I hope you have a nice day! 🌻🌻🌻

i'm not reading the current dc or batman run and haven't been for the past few years so i am as clueless as to that situation as you are! (and thank you for the well wishes hehe i am sat in criminal law right now utterly bored out of my mind)

i couldn't agree more though! a slight tangent to this idea but one criticism of the dark knight rises that i have noticed bleeds over into opinions of bruce's future in the comics is this idea that he can only ever be batman and if he does not intend to die as batman then the writer behind that decision has failed to understand his character. it's one i'm very confused by and heavily disagree with. before bruce is batman he's bruce. batman exists bc of bruce. it took at least a decade before the specific idea of batman was even implanted into bruce's head if we're going by classic takes on the batman origin story. he had interests before that! he had a life! we are able to see on several occasions that he still wants to have a life even though it grows increasingly difficult to do so while he takes responsibility for being the city's savior. which is what i think makes the concluding thesis of the dark knight rises (for all of its well-criticized flaws) so, so good bc it allows bruce to acknowledge that he doesn't have to carry the world on his shoulders alone, and that acknowledgment isn't reproachful in and of itself, esp where he has people to carry on the cause

i've talked here before about critics' attention to the nihilism of the nolan movies and their focus on the batman as a singular, crucial savior without whom the city falls to pieces, and i totally agree that criticism of building vigilantism on nihilism's foundations is viable. but i also think it's a criticism conveniently made for that movie bc the scope of bruce's immediate posse is incredibly limited. at most he is only ever closely accompanied by two people in any given movie so it's easier to be skeptical of the idea that gotham is presented to only ever need one savior bc there aren't many others to choose from. i do think the dark knight gets close at challenging that notion with the boats set-up towards the end but nolan fails to really see it through when he carries it forward via john blake, who is not only one person, but also a cop. there's a great idea there in bruce indirectly inspiring someone else to do good and act of his own volition but whether its impact is completely effective is debatable and i think most people would agree using the actual robin would have been a far better alternative. the novelty of batman comics in comparison to the nolan trilogy is that superheroes are everywhere. people who do good are everywhere. we are all heroes inherently if we so choose to be. bruce has an entire support system he can trust to carry forward the same faith and duty that he has been for years if he happens to lose it all or need a break or whatever

and i know you're only specifically talking about him losing his wealth so my sincere apologies for going off on such a wild tangent lol! but i do imagine the loss of wealth or even voluntary removal from it would be attached to a departure from batman as well, whether temporary or permanent. i think there's an interesting thread to follow there with how bruce's wealth not only isolates him from certain realities but also enables his dedication to being batman bc he simply always has material and resources at his disposal by way of that wealth (he kind of has to bc otherwise he's more exposedly human). what does he do when he doesn't have immediate access to those things? how does his awareness of ordinary people's circumstances increase and how does that in turn influence the way he chooses to live going forward? it's a really great way to connect him more deeply to people like selina and leslie whose entire survival is premised on their brutal understanding of normalcy and its tension with survival in a place that is anything but normal. bruce has a good head on his shoulders and an even more sympathetic heart but i want to see him really come face to face with the things that only ever exist in his periphery bc his attachment to resources always demands that he fights the foes to match those resources. get him involved with the community on the ground and lead his inclination towards good will to its natural conclusion of people interaction. bc bruce loves people! he craves companionship. if he could spend the rest of his life working with people and for people i think he would. so on the note of what i think he would do i genuinely feel like bruce would love anything to do with community service. involvement in things like student mentorship programs are great bc they're a huge well of creativity for teachers trying to inspire kids to be passionate about their interests and skills. and bruce definitely has the experience from how he trains his robins (esp how he used to in the olden days when it was all chummy gymnastics and boxing friendlies!)

[llycaons]

ep48 (2/3): zhu zanjin oscar NOW

ohh nice shot

it's so weird to see wwx in the background. usually he's never out of focus

he's sooo sexy for this line with his eyebrows going up

really fucking excellent expressions here

wwx: I'm going to psychologically torture this guy with ghosts

lwj notices that su she has the curse mark! this is cool because otherwise he wouldn't have anything to do all episode

another phenomenal expression from zzj

I complain about jc having serious anger issues but when he's mad on your behalf I kind of get it. yes now he's very passionate and unyielding in your defense. it's kind of nice. jc being protective of wwx postcanon actually isn't unbelievable

aax almost in tears going 'why did you ruin my life dude!!!'

and jgy going 'well, SOMEONE had to'

and also that its his OWN fault? dude

AND THEN HE TOLD HIM HE WAS FATED TO DIE YOUNG?? it just hurts when you know wwx subconciously carried that same belief. a bright flame! burned hot then burned out!

the facial journey he went on...

even when supporting wwx, jc only expresses it in violence towards someone else...not a criticism it just makes ya think

jc why would you say that 😭 first of all. classist. disrespectful. second of all you KNOW this guy's a maniac just look at that face!

I lied about last episode. he really starts working jc here. and you know what. he's right. we can't know whether wwx's fate was truly inevitable, but jc's choices directly helped to push him there, and helped create the circumstances around jzx and jyl's deaths as well

oh I never noticed they were all lines up in order of the clans he's talking about. hehe

not wwx CRYING during this scene 🥺 he grieves it too!

seriously. the things that man does with his face is a marvel

I googled it and cql was nominated for three awards (best tv show, director, and producer). xz and wyb were both nominated as new actors, and xz won. nice!

[gyutopia]

hiii!! i was the anon that did the bh review! im glad you liked it! ^^ i hope you have a great day too :>

butttt im here to say a bit more ! 😣 i really loved both bh and og and im definitely a yapper,, i hope this isnt too much.

first im a bit confused as to why Anyone would want to bash jw's character-- judging off the last two anon asks but i think thats the same person. im still proud of my decision to label jw as mature, he loved and cared for yn really well, so i know why he reacted the way he did. i personally think he opened yn's eyes, bringing her into a new world so that she wouldnt have to stay in her same mindset. that night of the party, when they first met, im really glad he stayed with yn in the hospital. that was such a nice gesture considering the fact he could see yn needed somebody. he stayed by her side in og and i respect him for that. jay made me mad when he said "you dont know shit" because, how would anyone besides jake and his friends 'know shit' if jake just left with no explanation, not even a text back. i found it pathetic how jakes character felt guilt, and then chose substance abuse. i appreciate the fact he flew back home for yn, though.. even though she wasnt there. maybe the only reason why im mad at the substance abuse is cus i know people that have detached themselves from me and life in general because of that, but i partly understand jake. im glad he was aware of what his behavior caused for yn, and he was definitely shocked but he couldve handled it better. this isnt towards you as the writer but more to jakes character: theres so many other healthy alternatives to drinking/smoking. i know it was for an escape though, and im thankful jay told him to stop. back to jk's bday- yn & her friends had every right to act the way they did. it just made me confused why jk had seen yn in that state, but still decided to spam her texts.. if he only did it at the sudden appearance of her, what held him back from doing it any other time? (rhetorical question, ik the reason) when yn suddenly went to jk in bh, i somewhat understood what she could've been feeling. its hard to forgive someone that goes back to a person that they know isnt good/hurt them, but a lot of people dont take attachment into consideration. yn grew up with jake. of course she'd go back to him if she wasnt in the right mindset. and again, jw acted very maturely. how could yn just get up and go to the exact man she said she got over? (rhetorical question) i like that jw didnt forgive her immediately, and i Loved that he pushed yn away when she came crying about what jake had said when they had kbbq. im glad jw noticed all the negative traits of yn, and its great that he made yn aware of them. he acted like a true man in bh. and when he said something along the lines of "he (jake) doesnt know you like i do," i think that was eye-opening. it really made yn realize jake is in the past. i feared yn would choose jake in the beginning but jw's words were very impactful.

this is way longer than i thought oopsiee! i hope its okay im saying more. a lot slipped my mind as i wrote though so i might be back with something else

omg don’t apologize i love your thoughts!! keep them coming hehe <3

i agree with everything you said 100%!! jungwon from the start only cared for y/n,,,,he didn’t have to sit in the hospital with her, didn’t have to stick around after and love her the way he did. as for jay you’re saur right bestie, he was picking a fight for no reason bc like you said how would they know?? jake didn’t even bother to respond to a single text so truthfully y/n + her friends had every right to be mad

jake definitely could’ve had better better coping mechanisms,,,,i think he really just wanted to forget because he knew deep down he couldn’t do much to fix what he had done so he leaned into drinking and smoking to help him forget/numb the loss of his best friend.

yes !!! jake and y/n were friends for 10 years, they saw each other at different stages of life and he was the only friend she had growing up which is why it stung even more when he left,,,she had to watch her classmates go to the movies together, senior events and grad parties while she was alone. obviously she’s going to go running back the second jake shows up. he’s all she’s ever known.

i really had to make sure jungwon was standing on business bc if he forgave her right away she would have continued to take him for granted and there would have been no character development. it was honestly so satisfying to write jungwon pushing her away when she came crying 😭 i think him telling her jake doesn’t know her anymore is what did it for her too, especially since he said it after jake sent the flowers

[alisheaburgess]

Dev Diaries: Midday check-in-Day 2 Getting There

Today's Plan, Start of Day

Dear Dev Diary, Masterlist

Not as chaotic this time 😊

It's 8pm (my mid-day...) and I have the bulk of the courses finished! 🥂 I've already thrown in some that I wasn't planning on... 😁 nothing crazy and all relevant...mostly hehe

Design Study

I have officially finished 4 out of the 6 fuller courses on UX that are available! Yay!!! I didn't think I would get them all done in time. I'm very near finished with the other two as well. I have done so many of the stand-alone courses on top of those. If I didn't do any more courses I would still feel more than accomplished. But we stop for nothing!!! (nothing except my subscription ending lol)

I do seem to lean more toward the design side of UX instead of research.

Oh! One thing that I'm not understanding is whether Interaction Design is considered UX or UI?

It makes sense that it's in the middle. But I thought UI was more graphic design, not so much the interactions themselves. It isn't a huge difference necessarily, but it helps to know what to look for when searching for jobs. 😂 I've seen posts and people mention that UX, UI, Interaction, and Visual are all different... "Interaction Designer" doesn't really pop up much on its own in searches though. I assume it's under either UX or UI? Or is it just rare?

These are the things that will keep me up at night.

(Note: I did look it up. It always has nice explanations in posts that are about sorting through the types. I'm asking this question more in practice.)

Dev Study

HTML is so much fun!!!!!

I got the courses finished that I needed to make sure I got done today. Phew... but, that does make me closer to the CSS video lol I might actually start it tonight. We shall see what I get done!

I noticed in the basic HTML courses that the majority of issues that I see with websites (before design study) are all HTML issues. Not only that, but they seem to be fairly easy fixes. Of course, I may learn more reasons later on about why everything else actually made it more complicated than that.

Perhaps it's because of my blogging and general site interactions over the years, but HTML seems fairly intuitive. Maybe someone who doesn't have blogging experience wouldn't feel that way though?

Either way, I'm super excited to get into CSS soon and get to play around more. And then to JavaScript!!! Onward!

I have SO MANY PLANS!!!!

The problem will, in fact, be making up my mind on which one to do (first, and only "making up my mind" once and then sticking to it 😅😋)

Maybe I'll do a poll when the time comes and let the internet decide. Who knows lol

I'm going to try and get back to it. I'm gonna start the Agile courses 👀 pray they are the correct courses I need 😅🤣