#Pearl Tuesday (character)

[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

Rather than waiting about for the Inspector to suddenly reappear,

Emerald decides to return to London, where her mum is quick to take her in. Until the old woman turns up outside their terrace house and spooks Pearl.

[changingplumbob]

A-Z Challenge: List your sims in order, trying to complete the alphabet

Let's do this! Apologies in advance to all my sims that I'll forget about. I'm doing this without looking at my lists for extra challenge. I'm going to include some background sims as well if I can remember but some letters will be hard.

A

Adam Knightstone, Aaron York, Alexander Goth, Artemisia York, Alfred Villareal. Shared custody of Art Lockhart-Rue and Aurora Crowley. Custody of a slightly changed Ariadne Sterling.

B

Bob Pancakes, Byron Twain Delarosa (almost forgot my heir whoops), Bella Goth

C

Charlie Nishidake, Coraline Jane Delarosa, Calista York, Cassandra Chopra, Carson Foster, Cluckton Chopra (rooster), Clover Nishidake (dog). Shared custody of Caden Lockhart-Rue.

D

Deanna York, Devin Villareal, Delphine Hubert, Darwin (friend of Onyx/Carson), Dina Caliente, Denton Levine

E

Eliza Pancakes

F

Fergus Pancakes

G

Ginger Pancakes (dog), Gertrude Goth (cat), Glenn Sutherland, Geoffrey Landgraab (SBL), Geoffrey Landgraab (Poor)

H

Hamlet Goth (cat), Hugo Villareal, Harvey Foster, Harper Levine

I

Don't think I have any?

J

James Goth, Joey York, Jessica Benali, Johnny Zest (SBL), Johnny Landgraab (Poor)

K

Kayleigh Foster, Kaori Nishidake, Keira Romero

L

Luna Villareal, Lavina Chopra

M

Milton Goth, Marta Romero, Maelstrom Pancakes (foal), Max & Miriam Villareal, Malcolm Landgrabb (SBL), Malcolm Landgrabb (Poor), Michael Bachelor, Mercedes Chopra

N

Nina Caliente, Nancy Landgraab (Poor), Nancy Landgraab (SBL), Nicolas (forgotten his last name)

O

Onyx Pancakes

P

Pollock Knightstone, Paris Pearl

Q

Quinn Ryder (sitting in my library)

R

Rilian Villareal, Reece Foster, Rahul Chopra

S

Suzanna Knightstone, Samir Hadji, Silas Knightstone, Salim Benali, Strawberry Pancakes (dog), Savannah Chopra, Shay McClain

T

Tiana Pancakes, Tuesday (Joey's fwb)

U

?

V

Viola Chopra

W

Will Gavin

X

Xander Hanks

Y

Yvonne Ryder

Z

Custody of Zayden Crowley.

Okay so all letters except I and U isn't bad but I really feel like I've forgotten an I character because surely I must have one...

[defira85]

ALSO I have a question for the audience (which is actually unrelated to the last post I made, I know it looks suss in tandem but I swear to god it's unrelated)

(.... for now....)

I default to using the word cunt in my explicit sex scenes. HOWEVER. Even though I write in 3rd person, my (current) fics tend to be 3rd POV Limited, so we're only seeing from the perspective of one character. What should I do in the event that that character simply would not ever use the word cunt to describe/imagine/talk about actions during sex

It's Friday and I'm dealing with terrible awful news IRL that I can't talk about until Tuesday for legal reasons so join me in talking about terrible sex stuff. I genuinely do not think Gale is physically capable of saying the word cunt, even in the moment, so come and help me make fun of him. I am feeling my skin try to recoil from my body writing some of the flowery nonsense but I'm so worried that's more his style

[silvers-not-home]

my lame fucking autistic rambling

here's my massive stupid autistic rant about life series characters and my head canons for them

literally everything i'm thinking about is going on here im not even processing it im just typing sorry for any typos there will be many😭

this is also for my two (2) mutuals who i care for very deeply kiss kiss hug hug <3 /p /gen

okay it's the morning so i'm gonna continue this thumbs up emoji

starting off strong with mr grian minecraft himself (oh wow what a surprise /s)

he tried piercing his own nose in highschool. like. he was THE teenage dirtbag. sneaking out, drinking, smoking, shitty garage band that got nowhere (yes the bad boys was a garage band you c ant change my mind), mcr, pierce the veil, paramore, sexuality and gender crisis, "i know a guy", shoplifting, skipping class, you name it be probably did it with jimmy and joel during freshmen-sophomore year

pearl is his sister, jimmy and lizzie are his cousins (older cousins i should specify. him and pearl are twins but she's the older twin) and they went to the same high school. he met joel through lizzie and jimmy and joel and grian all clicked instantly

joel would stay at jimmy and grians place so much to the point it was like a second home to him and they would all hang out in the basement. joel stayed with his grandparents and helped them out a lot but they passed while he was in his bad boys phase and so he just stayed at grians place a whole lot during his depression (don't worry he's fine now just a little fucked up but they all are)

grian and pearls parents were kinda really shitty (yes i'm also counting yhs lore fuck uou) his whole life and so they got taken by cps and they lived with jimmy and lizzie's parents. and they were much better until he went to japan and all that shit happened (iykyk)

sam made him really realize that like. "oh my fucking god i'm gay. and it's for a damn sociopath. fuck." (that's like half canon)

he and taurtis DID hook up every tuesday thumbs up emoji

his wings didn't start growing in until AFTER senior year (so post japan/yhs incident)

the yhs holds a ceremony thingy for all the people that passed during all that shit and he goes every year and still has rowens glasses and ran into taurtis one year and it was awkward as HELLL but like. it wasn't an awful experience neither of them knew what to say. especially taurtks is bc by then grians wings had already fully grown in and his ass DID NOT recognize him💀

oh yeah also the four of the cousins are all winged animals so grians a parrot, pearl is a moth but like she's one of the super fluffy one (i forgot what they're called), jimmy is a canary (for obvious reasons), and lizzie is a flamingo because. fuck it (also half canary too it's from their mom) but she doesn't have as many features as the others

they all grow feathers (except for pearl) when they're stressed or feel a heightened emotion and have the little winged ears. they still do have actual ears but they grew in behind they're human ears and pearl has the little antennae things on top of her head. lizzie's kind of blends into her hair since yk. pink on pink and they're more folded then fanned out(?) if that makes sense?😭

jimmy was an early bloomer while grian was a late bloomer (i'm talking about wing/feather wise)

also some little sexuality/gender headcanons those are always fun :3

grians definitely trans masc and mlm (he/him anything else gives him dysphoria)

jimmy is THE bisexual demiboy icon (he/they)

lizzie is also bisexual (she/they)

pearl is a NONBINARY LESBIANNNN SHOUT OHT YO ALL MY NONBINARY LESBIANS WOOOO (she also uses any pronouns that would be considered feminine/androgynous or basically just. anything other then he/him/anything masculine)

mumbo is ace and omni (they/he)

scar is pan and a demiboy (all pronouns. like seriously he's collecting them like pokémon cards)

tango is bi and TRANSMASC WOOOO SHOUT OUT TO ALL MY TRANSMASC PEOPLE OUT THERE (he/they/flame)

martyn is transmasc and unlabeled. he doesn't want one/or thinks any is fit for him but is on the aspec (he/him)

scott is just. gay. goddamn fa- (he/him)

also just thought abt something grian jimmy and joel all had matching (infected and now faded) stick and poke tattoos that read "bad boys, today, tomorrow and yesterday" but that last part is faded completely since they ran out of pen ink halfway through and jimmys mom came home and they didn't wanna get in trouble (also yes their tattoos are in the same spot as each others it's on the right side of their chest) and let me TELL YOU. lizzie makes fun of joel TO THIS DAY about that tattoo and she likes to trace the words with her finger sometimes when they're cuddling, humming their old songs (he hates it but she still thinks it's absolutely adorable)

grian and mumbo are middle school best friends and he knows everything that happened to grian when he was in japan

grian, scar and mumbo all went to the same high school and mumbo and scar tried making a baking club called (you're never gonna believe this) the buttercups but grian was supposedly "too cool for that fairy shit" but would hang out during lunch with them and go to the meetings and help buy the ingredients and also help bake with them for extra credit and so would jimmy and joel. for extra credit of course

tango, mumbo and impulse were all in the computer club and coding club in highschool. doc was their teacher and cub was the senior teachers assistant trying to get early college credit

jimmy had the FATTEST crush on tango while they were in high school (yes they all went to the same highschool shut up) and tried impressing him by "making" a robot (mumbo made it and gave him the remote and told him to push two single buttons) and he pushed them in the wrong order and it short circuited and it almost exploded. he got suspended for a month and the only reason he didn't get expelled was because tango said it was his and it was a project. he complemented "jimmys" robot and said it had nice coding and a bunch of other nerd /aff terms that didn't make ANY sense to jimmy (that was his way of confessing but jimmys too stupid /aff to understand it at the moment so tango thought he didn't like him back) and when jimmy was talking to grian and joel about it they were yelling at him about how "JIMMY YOU IDIOT HE LIKES YOU BACK" and "WHAT'D YOU SAY? YOU SAID YOU LIKED HIM TOO RIGHT?" to which he (of course) responded with

"NO?? I DONT SPEAK NERD JOEL HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW??"

also tango wears a feather jimmy gave to him as an earring and has kept that earring since they started going out which was like sophomore year or smth like that

they also had an exact conversation to joel before lizzie asked him out (and she also proposed too fight me)

i can go on for HOURS about those three but i'm gonna a do stuff about martyn now because. omg. he drives me CRAZY

also just realizing how most of these are just high school head canons. sorry (no i'm not)

everyone in school always thought that the bad boys were the mean bullies bc they wore leather jackets and studs and cuffs and blah blah blah but in reality they were just the dorky, socially anxious losers that were loud in class because they all adhd. not because they were asshole

martyn and scott were the ones you had to worry about (mostly scott actually but martyn would be a passive aggressive bully)

those little twits had an actual burn book. martyn. the almost loser that pierced his own ears, causing them to get infected but refused to take them out because he wanted to match with his fellow mean gill and wore anime shirts to sleep and doc martins (only because they had his name in it dont praise him he was a loser /aff) wrote "annoying dorks" in the burn book page dedicated to the bad boys. he had NO ROOM to talk and i find that hilarious bc him and jimmy were actually really close and he ate the page. yes. he ate the page in front of scott's face after an argument to prove a point and scott has never respected another person more in his life

i also felt like it was important that martyn and scott got voted prom king and queen

martyn LOVES necklaces, rings, bracelets. he has a matching necklace and/or bracelet with all his four (4) friends that consisted of scott and the bad boys. he still has them as an adult and holds onto the charm when he misses them which is all the time (i love martyn angst evil laugh)

ykw fuck it he still wears the necklaces and tucks them under his shirt, he asked everyone else if they still had theirs and it either broke or they lost it

EVERYOEN EXCEPT FOR JIMMY BC THEY WERE CHILDHOOD BEST FRIENDS AND HE WEARS IT UNDER HIS SHIRT TOO FUCK YOU I LOVE THEM

and for anyone curious it was a dog bone that is split in half and it like one of those magnetic necklaces that you have to get uncomfortably close to eachother for it to work

okay that's enough for tonight bc i have things i need to do tomorrow and thumbs hurt and it threw in the morning and i've been typing for over an hour straight good night cleveland *proceeds to stay online for another hour*

[altagraye]

Warnings: nsfw, 18+ only, smut, cussing (c’mon people it’s me), squirting, smacking, manhandling soft!dom x innocent!reader, Lloyd has an innocence corruption kink, dark main character, unprotected sex ( put raincoats on peeps!), age gap (reader is of legal age), reader is 25, Lloyd is 40, Lloyd (yeah he is definitely a warning) .

Author's note: This was written on a very very old tablet and or my regular cell phone. I apologize for any mistakes. My laptop is currently broken.

Part 1: switchblade serenade

You were 25, with the face of a young Jennifer Aniston but cursed with a nasty scar above your eyebrow, and your palette painted in the goth style. Or as much of it as Lloyd would let you wear. Today you were dressed in classic cotton stocking, the ones that hugged your thighs and left a few inches of skin before your plaid skirt was covering you.

Lloyd absolutely showered you in gifts, a pearl necklace that accentuated a few sparse moles on your declate. Classic black nails, dotted in silver glitter- a touch all your own.

You stood by Lloyd's side as the corrupt goons exited the building. Yeah, they were his confidants and informants, but we always have to keep our eyes out for them. It’s easy to get back stabbed when you aren’t looking. While the last one was still in the room, his back to you, Lloyd took pleasure in lifting your skirt and coaxing at your skimpy clothed cunt.

He wanted a lacy thong on you, icing on his Cupcake. The heavy cedar double doors closed finally. Leaving you two alone, at least for now. His perfect blue eyes glazed over you for a short moment, admiring a fine piece of art like you, before his lips crashed into your own. You couldn’t help but moan into his rough kiss. His mustache brushing your soft lips, itching just a little. His wide hands slipped underneath the spaghetti strap of the thong and gripped the plump globes of your ass.

The both of you were finally alone after many long hours of being in stupid planning meetings on where the next target was and how to initiate the hit. Effortlessly he lifted you up and set you down on the fancy french table. Your insides were begging, burning for him to fuck you silly.

You tangled your fingers into his hair as he moved onto your jugular, sucking on it hard, showing how much he wanted you.

“Been waiting all day for this. Kinda just wanted to fuck you with them here. But, now I can screw you as hard as I want.” Lloyd rambled semi- to himself and half to you. Your heart was beating loud in your ears, until you heard the familiar clank of his belt buckle.

You closed your legs immediately. He growled and turned you over onto your belly. Dragging your torso so that you hung from the edge of the table. Your skirt lifted, with a sharp sear he smacked your ass.

“You're gonna be a brat now? Need me to fuck you til your pretty little brain melts? Answer me Cupcake.” you yipped with each swat of his heavy hand.

“It’s friday! It’s friday! It’s finger me friday” You pouted. You knew he didn’t like rules. And rules were for the good and the weak. To keep the intimacy interesting, you set up a specific flavor of sex for Lloyd to adhere to depending on the day.

Smother me monday- for when either of you felt like face-sitting, or when Llyod wanted to motorboat you.

Torture tuesday- when we pushed our limits of pain while we fucked each other.

Whack off wednesday- we can only pleasure ourselves on wednesday. No matter how hard it got, even if we were inches from each other.

Toys for thursday- only reaching orgasm from toys on this day.

Finger me friday- Lloyd can only make you cum with his fingers, today.

Shibari Saturday- when Lloyd treats you like his cute little rope bunny.

Sinner Sunday- sunday is kind of a free day. But when it’s not, he gets to cum in you however many times he likes.

Lloyd inhaled a big sigh, and rolled his eyes. "For once, your rules aren't boring. So I'm glad I forgot them, just wish I could break them more often." His hands traveled up and down your thighs.

His breath ghosting over your knees as he slowly pried you open again. One arm encompassing your torso to drag you closer to him. With one look, you were caught in his trance. The two of you were much like a drug to one another.

none of you being able to survive without the other. If anyone saw the two of you separately, they’d think you would carry on living your very separate lives. but, you couldn’t breathe without him. simply inseparable, however strange the circumstances.

Lloyd kissed up your torso, his hands skirting underneath your shirt, removing the garment to reveal your smooth skin. Your arms embraced the sculpted curves of his back, still an exquisite form of a man regardless of his more mature years. After all, you liked a man who knew what he was doing.

with his mouth, Lloyd took the front zipper of your bra and unzipped it. Your full, round womanhood only for him. He was awestruck. as if he were witnessing the hope diamond.

“you’re so beautiful for me, Cupcake. Can’t wait to be inside you. Love your cute moans when I fuck you with my fingers. My Baby-girl.” Lloyd said breathlessly, and without shame he took pleasure in sucking your hardened nipple into his mouth. twirling his tongue around to savor your salty taste.

His hand snaked down, slipping past your thong, coaxing your aching needy sex. You moaned almost immediately, Lloyd paid attention to your swollen clit. His mustache hairs tickle the buttery soft flesh of your breast.

You couldn't help but open your legs wider and thrust your hips for some kind of friction. You needed him like you needed oxygen.

With a wet pop he released your nipple, snickering at the way you were so easily coming undone for him. An audible gasp sprung from your lungs, stemming from the force he used to thrust two girthy digits into you.

A low growl billowed from his chest. Feeling your insides made him dangerously hard. The sponginess of your g-spot, it made his mouth water.

Lloyd was relentless. His index finger and middle finger working you open. You could hear your heartbeat pumping hard with each beat loud in your ear. Each time he thrust his digits in, it took your breath away and made you melt around his fingers by the passing second.

Without missing a beat Lloyd came up to trap your gasping lips in a wet, sloppy, kiss. You swear you were losing brain cells now. You didn’t care who heard you. the only thing that existed was you and him.

Your muscles began to contract so sweetly, fuck it felt so good!

“Daddy! Fuck. MMMMM, Gonna cum!” you whined. A hot sear, quick, and without pain- only made you moan more. He had slapped your cheek. Maybe you were being a brat?

His pupils dilated, he loved being called Daddy. Almost as much as he loved seeing your pretty mouth around his cock.

“You need to ask permission to cum. Are you already dumb just from my fingers?” He already knew the answer to that question. You nodded your head, a tear starting to form. You wanted to cum so bad! you wanted to clench his fingers, but somehow you knew that wasn’t enough. You needed to get fucked senseless by his thick cock.

“D-D-Daddy!” you were so close.

“Daddy. What?!” Now he was thrusting harder than before, making you see stars.

“May I cum, please, Daddy?!!” you whined out, feeling yourself lose control. Lloyd’s bicep tensed, moving so fast, hard, and deep inside you that you forgot where you were.

“Cum on my fingers, my sweet dumb Cupcake.” His lips forming a sinister smile. Your head flew back, hitting the table with a thud, but it didn’t hurt. A sound escaped your mouth, the kind you had only heard in porn. Desperate, and at your limit, but begging for more.

A loud gasp came from your left, “Oh my god. Oh my god! What the fuck?!” You were so confused by this, you thrashed your head to the side where the sound came from. Seeing the source, you wanted to throw up and disappear all at the same time. She had seen you. No one other than Lloyd was allowed to see you, all of you. Your nakedness was only for him. Your rule, not his. One he kept very close to his heart.

His fingers were ripped from your center and you missed the feeling of being full. But all you could think about was her wide-eyed, staring at your naked form. She didn’t deserve to see you. You closed your legs, with shame building up inside you.

You immediately covered your breasts, and turned, facing the opposite way of Suzanne. Lloyd grabbed something from the table, something metallic.

“Stupid Bitch!! Gimmie a reason not to shoot you! Get out!!!” Lloyd cocked his gun, ready to anihilate whoever saw his precious Cupcake. The door closed quickly but the rage was already boiling over in his mind and his heart. However stone-like that heart may be. He would set the whole world on fire if it meant saving his Cupcake.

“MORON!!” he fired the entire clip into the door anyway. You flinched from his screaming. Triggering old wounds, long scarred over. You covered your ears from the ear-drum piercing sound of the bullets. It was never like the movies, it was always much louder.

Your chest heaved with every breath. You were hyperventilating. tears streamed down your face. She saw you. She saw you. You know she did. You saw that look on her face. That disgust. That shock.

Lloyd came into your line of sight, but it was like he wouldn’t register in your mind. His hands came over your shoulders warming them. And you continued to cry.

Lloyd gently took your hands away from your ears, “Hey. Hey. It’s okay. Daddy ran the mean Bitch away. No one will see you now. Just me, Cupcake. Only for me.” he dotted your neck and shoulders, and hands with the softest kisses. Bringing you back from your dark headspace.

“Lloyd?” you asked. becoming more aware of his presence. He cracked a smile, but his eyes were still filled with concern.

"Heya, Sunshine." He smiled wider. One hand cradling your head and bringing you in for a hug. He knew you needed that pressure. To bring you back to him. You were far from the epitome of mental health, and frankly so was Lloyd. Maybe that’s what made you two mesh so well, despite being almost complete opposites.

“No one, saw me right?” you asked barely above a whisper, your eyes searching Lloyd’s face for confirmation; he’d never lie to you.

“Not a soul, Baby, I promise.” He reassured you. He picked you up and put you on a nearby couch. Sometimes the goons and clients liked convenient comfortability.

The cool genuine leather of the couch gave you goosebumps. Your body was still naked, but as long as it was just the two of you, you didn’t care. He started with a kiss. Romantic and soft, for once not fighting for dominance. You didn’t know which you liked more. Him manhandling you or being so utterly soft for you. Whatever the choice, it still made you undeniably horny.

Lloyd could tell you were back in the saddle, and took his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants, dragging them down slowly. He did enjoy teasing you. But he always gave in and gave you what you wanted or rather what you needed. and right now you needed him to fuck the worry away.

if it was one thing, Lloyd could take care of you. As he topped you, you were the one to pounce. You wrapped your legs around his sculpted, slim, waist. You felt his hardened cock firm against your pussy lips.

A wet sloppy kiss, smashed its way onto your lips. He was getting eager now. Maybe now it was more of a competition, now that you started to show some dominance.

A few grinds from your hips and muffled moans, made him take off his boxers. Both of you were completely vulnerable to the other, just the way you liked it. A soft gasp escaped your mouth as you felt the firm and warm flesh of his swollen cockhead. Somehow he was savoring that look on your face. frustraatingly slow he dragged his cockhead along your slick slit, tapping your clit a few times for good measure.

“Sorry Cupcake, I always knock when I enter.” it was done in one slow thrust, so that you could feel every thick inch Lloyd had to offer. Lloyd braced himself by putting his hands on either side of your head, on the armrest. He groaned low once he bottomed out, placing his forehead on top of yours, he closed his eyes.

“Daddy! Oh you feel so good when your inside me like that!” every word was laced with oxytocin. He began to drag out of you, only leaving the tip in, before thrusting hard, reaching new depths.

He groaned this time. The chokehold that you had on his dick was purely invigorating. Lloyd caught this kind of taste from you, and now he couldn’t stop. He needed more. He needed to regain his territory. His queen and partner in crime.

Every harsh thrust of his hips had you seeing stars. Something within you had snapped. like a voracious appetite, you wanted every piece of him he could offer. You wanted to feel yourself melt from him releasing inside of you. God you loved that feeling of being full.

Lloyd moaned louder this time, you could tell he was close. You wrapped your arms around his back, raking your long nails down his porcelain skin. Your eyebrows stitched together from his cockhead banging against your cervix unapologetically.

“Fuck! You’re gripping me so good. Fuckin’ love you. God Damn! got me drunk from your pussy. ohhh. love that sweet d-irty sound you're making." Lloyd expressed himself quite clearly. his pace changed, and any second now you were going to lose it. the wet sloshing sounds turned you on too.

You could hear the couch creak beneath you, his thrusts becoming more animalistic. But you loved it.

“Daddy!!-” you gasped urgently, but Lloyd knew exactly what was happening.

“Cum Baby! Fucking cum on my cock!” he grunted out. the coil that had been building up in your stomach finally released, with a loud moan, your sweet juices covered his lower abdomen and upper thighs.

“That’s my girl! That’s how my Cupcake fuckin’, uggh, takes it. Shit! Take it Baby. Take every drop!” you had never seen Lloyd so passionate before. The warmth from his seed spurting into your deepest parts, was making you maon all over again.

He didn’t bother pulling out. instead stayed inside you. Pulling your cock drunk body against his and letting you lay on top of him. You rested your head in the valley of his toned breasts. Euphoria sweeps through your mind as you giggled.

“You said you love me.”

“ Always, Cupcake. Always.” He gave you a wink as you looked up at him. making you giggle again, and nuzzling your cheek into his warm skin. You’ll sleep very well tonight. And you couldn't wait what was in store for the two of you tomorrow.

end part 1

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[tarajenkins]

It's that time again

Time to make a massive post for my thoughts on the Lord Vauthry side of the new Encyclopaedia 3! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Spoiler alert: they aren't positive at all, lmao As it turns out, there is a convenient cover-our-ass disclaimer right off that this book is diegetic. The information in it is supposed to have been gleaned from the Scions. The Scions who, especially in the case of Eulmore's ~dark secrets~, would know jack shit about fuck all.

Admittedly, Hydaelyn should've known at least some of this through the death of her last Oracle, but for whatever reason it slipped her mind to tell us any of it in-game. Whoops!

Or maybe she was relying on that child to be the stopgap against the Rejoining happening too soon, like Selch. She could've at least given credit where it was due, if so. >:T

Twitter had a huge pearl-clutching shitfit the other day about that Oracle's death, which boiled down to "EW GROSS FATTY BEAT A CHILD TO DEATH OMG". The OP showed a screenshot of the page which mentions that Vauthry attacked the Oracle after having a nightmare that she would kill him. But they chose not to link the FIRST part for whatever reason, where it stated the Oracle in question had been fighting Sin Eaters alongside Ran'jit before Vauthry was even born. So unless this Oracle was an infant slayer of Sin Eaters, Vauthry was the child in that scenario--at age TWELVE. A twelve-year-old somehow defeated Hydaelyn's avatar, who was a skilled fighter trained by Ran'jit himself. (Ran'jit was a Master Assassin at five years old, btw. No, really.)

That said, the fanbase in that post naturally bought the OP's failure to math the way Estinien buys his hair ties: like suckers. Players were parroting the misinformation via solo posts and showing their entire ass on fatphobia in this character's tag all day. And, of course, where the fandom forgives and forgets the atrocities of almost every other character, people suddenly seemed very invested in making Vauthry enjoyers EXPLAIN THEMSELVES because this character did THIS.

When that was called out for the glaring hypocrisy, one poster replied it's just that "people are shocked at child abuse suddenly being mentioned and relevant."

Except child abuse has ALWAYS been mentioned and relevant in this game. It also applies to Vauthry himself. Emet-Selch essentially killed Vauthry before he was even born, dooming an infant to a life of madness and violence by fusing the baby with a Lightwarden. His father groomed him on lies for a power grab, Ascians further manipulated him in his madness to raise the Virtues, Ascend Gaia's parents, and who knows what else. What would you call that, if not abuse? Thank Emet-Selch for the previous Oracle being murdered. That wasn't going to happen with a 12-year-old who wasn't corrupted by a Lightwarden.

But, let's be real. All the derision of the character's weight during that Twitstorm made it extra obvious what makes him ~problematic~ to them. For their faves, it's "it's just fiction uwu" or the classic ~moral relativism~. For Vauthry, it's rabid foaming because it's clearly a Moral Failing to enjoy THAT character, and we who do must be harassed for it! Case in point, the Twitter OP even pulled out the old uwu ~at least I'm not a ~Vauthry shipper uwu" chestnut, I kid you not. At least, rabid foaming on behalf of vidya game children everywhere until I asked if it was finally time to discuss how many pixel children were murdered by the Rejoinings or Garlean occupation, for a start. Kids freezing in the Brume, etc. Kids made monsters by corrupting them in the womb. You know. A Tuesday. Crickets, then.

"I can't imagine Vauthry ever being a child", someone else posted.

They showed him as a baby in his mother's arms, in the Echo flashback. It's not hard. But I guess it's easier to dehumanize a fat character than it is to think a little.

If anyone else wants to be pissed at me saying all this as they were years ago, I really, really can't be arsed to care. It's rare NOT to see this character's fatness derided in just about any discussion of him. It sure was in his Twitter tags the other day. And, well. Every day. If you want to prove me wrong, though, confront that behavior when you see it, make shutting it down the norm, instead of whining how I'm "too rude" and so that invalidates my points somehow. No shit I'm rude when this "great community" has all the wit of bullies on a playground. Go tone police them instead, maybe.

ANYWAY

On the plus side, some of this new sorta-lore does seem to still back up some of my original in-game theories, but he was already twisted by the corruption from birth. There's no denying that anymore at least, no more hearing stuff from the fanbase like "uwu Emet-Selch gave him a GIFT, Vauthry just abused it uwu". (Who am I kidding, the last part will still happen.) Also, since the actual writers of this book don't stand behind anything written in it, I can still give him the happy ending in AUville that he should have had canonly. ⸜( ˙˘˙)⸝ ♡

What the purpose of this book is when nothing in it is concrete, I have no idea. But if Square can't back off their unimaginative fatphobia, can they at LEAST make Eulmore make sense?

NOPE ( ᐛ )b

Vauthry's father was named Veronth Mudthane, and in this retcon they imply he took more than a minute to decide that allowing a rando to corrupt his baby without asking his wife first was a swell deal. "The Scions" should've at least known the Echo shown in-game just…completely refutes that. But this book also has a blurb for Anogg but shows a portrait of her brother Konogg, so I honestly have to wonder if "The Scions" even played this game.

Vauthry's mother, as per usual, is not given a name or otherwise addressed at all. Because reasons.

"A euphoric Veronth went on to spoil his offspring in extravagant fashion, showering this "new god" with adoration bordering on worship. Such treatment would warp any child's mind, and Vauthry was no exception: he grew up willful, wanton, and possessed of an awful temper."

No exceptions except: Alphinaud, Alisaie, Nanamo, the fandom darlings of Ishgard (arguably excluding Emmanellain but for some reason he always gets a free pass), Hildibrand, Sark Malark, I'm sure I am forgetting some but you get the idea! There's only one difference, I wonder what it could be--

reads book's description of Vauthry's "corpulent chest"

--ah, right. The shitty tropes barely disguised as storytelling. Double standards! It's not just for jackasses in the fanbase anymore! "The Scions" are trying to lay this on "spoiling", when the child was fused with a Lightwarden. Ask Titania how that went for them.

The book goes on to say Vauthry murdered both of his parents at age nine in a fit of temper. You read that right: age nine. With witnesses. Somehow. They go on to mention the witnesses may have been okay with it perhaps because of "a growing mastery over his Lightwarden powers of domination". You know, those powers of domination that didn't exist in-game when Alphinaud chastised the Eulmorans for willfully ignoring the plight of the rest of the world. Those powers of domination that, when they finally were exerted in-game, resulted in the Eulmorans staggering around like drunks, muttering and supremely useless.

In-game, Vauthry wasn't "dominating" anything until he sprouted meatwings and fled to Gulg. Otherwise, Tristol would never have been able to ask to leave? Alphinaud would've been affected, even if the WoL was shielded by the Blessing of Light. Kai-Shirr would have chopped his arm off gladly. The Eulmorans would be blameless for everything Alphinaud and the narrative blamed them for.

In any case, both in this book and in-game, the writers completely gutted their own narrative of Vauthry and/or Eulmore being symbolic of All Things Bad. It's pretty impressive. Vauthry was corrupted by a Lightwarden, like Titania; his mind and behavior were compromised by this from birth. And if he DID control the Eulmorans the whole time, then they had no free will, either.

The book claims Vauthry used Ascension as a cruel game and delighted in ~revealing the truth~ to his victims as they became Sin Eaters. But they never explained why there would be a need to hide any truth with this latest spin on the dumpster fire that is the Eulmore arc.

In-game, there were rules to even request Ascension of him, and it was limited to and at the discretion of the formerly rich free citizenry. Workers could be granted it, but only if their patron vouched for them. The free citizens apparently had to wait until they were at their natural end, as per the Warbler's patron. The random disappearance of so many people from the stagnant population of that tower over the years would cause a panic by any stretch of the imagination. Word would get out, because workers on the inside were shown to be able to visit loved ones in Gate Town. Only allowing Ascension at the natural end of life would cover all that part up, except Vauthry was only 29 years old. The opportunities for Ascension: The Game would've been about as often as Minfilias spawned in that one century. (Which, according to the game, was totally hundreds on hundreds of Minfilias!) Either way makes zero good sense. The convoluted lengths they went through for the sake of these cheap fatphobic tropes is staggering, I s2g.

Meol still doesn't make sense, either. They doubled down on the "fat character eats people" trope in the book, but tbh I've come to expect unoriginality from anything directed by Naoki "Diversity would be unrealistic in my giant magic summon fantasy game" Yoshida.

Sin Eaters are said to have been found in cages next to a butcher table sort of setup, even though in-game, Sin Eaters have no bones, blood, or meat. In fact, the sparklies they dissapate into upon death are rather important to the narrative, as that is what turns people into new Sin Eaters. Meol, you know, that dish which was still entirely optional, and so really contradictory to using it as some master plan to MC the populace.

TL;DR: This is what happens when you phone in lazy tropes instead of a story for a last-minute arc and call it a day. Imagine what we could've had if they'd done some actual thoughtful writing. Also TL;DR:

Mood, Your Lordship

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Top 15 most submitted characters for the sword gays showdown:

Roronoa Zoro (One Piece) - 16 submissions

Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb) - 14

Utena Tenjou (Revolutionary Girl Utena) - 13

Ballister Blackheart/Boldheart (Nimona) - also 13

Link (The Legend of Zelda) - 11

Ambrosius Goldenloin (Nimona) - also 11

Kikunojo/O-Kiku (One Piece) - 10

Adora/She-Ra (She Ra and the princesses of power) - 8

Pearl (Steven Universe) -also 8

Lan Wangji (The Untamed/Mo Dao Zu Shi) - 7

Zuko (Avatar: The last airbender) - 7 as well

Inigo Montoya (The Princess Bride) - 6

Dracule Mihawk (One Piece) - 6

Magnus Chase (Magnus Chase and the gods of Asgard) - 6

General Amaya (The Dragon Prince) - 6 as well

You guys really like One Piece, it seems! Most submitted media in the showdown and the most individual characters submitted.

Preliminaries should be out sometime next week (Tuesday? Hesistantly? Don't hold me to that promise though, I'm job searching rn & have a lot of work studies-related so we'll see how much time I have).

[etoiline]

Surprise Ask on Tumblr Time

What reading or watching this month?

Favorite go to recipe? Here is mine: https://alexandracooks.com/2012/11/07/my-mothers-peasant-bread-the-best-easiest-bread-you-will-ever-make/print/51440/

Coffee or tea?

Bad joke alert - Why did the scarecrow get promoted? Because he was outstanding in his field.

🎉

surprise ask whee!

Currently reading The Book of Elsewhere by Keanu Reeves and China Miéville (yes, that Keanu). Feels a little like I'm missing something since this is based off a previously detailed character, but I'm only 10% into the book so further reading required.

Hubs and I have been on a bit of a blockbuster/classic movie rewatch kick lately; just last night we watched Casablanca (my first time seeing it), and we've rewatched Twister, Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl, Terminator 2: Judgement Day, and Tarzan in the last couple of weeks. I'm also enjoying season 2 of AMC's Interview with the Vampire, but I'm having a hard time finding opportunities to finish it.

My "we have nothing in the house to cook (a lie) and I'm too tired to do anything else" recipe which is not a recipe is to doctor some instant ramen into an actual meal: cook the noodles and seasoning packet as instructed, but add shrimp or canned chicken, frozen spinach or mixed vegetables and dried onion (if you're really fancy add some furikake or ramen topper [Costco I love you never change]). If you've got an egg drop the whole thing in to boil while the noodles cook, or chop a previously boiled egg in half and add at the end. Soy sauce and sesame oil optional.

Usually I crave cheese, so an actual recipe: Pressure Luck's Instant Pot Mac & cheese.

I used to hate coffee (your blast from the past today is how I was constantly annoyed that there was a Gloria Jean Coffee Bean store across from the B. Dalton bookstore in my childhood mall, which meant I had to smell that ridiculously strong coffee smell before I got into my favorite place in the world. Reasonably certain neither of those places exist anymore). Then much later I married hubs and he introduced me to coffee-flavored milk, and that's been a nice pick-me-up on weekends. If I can get it, though, I prefer fruity teas or a good chai (make yours with apple cider one day, you'll thank me).

The cafe I walk past on the way to work always has a joke on their menu stand. I can't remember today's joke, lol, but yesterday's was this (and it's probably funnier on a Tuesday but what can you do):

What's a shark's favorite day of the week? . . . Chewsday!

[hajihiko]

I haven’t slept in the last 19 hours HAJI (YOU🫵) WHAT CROSSOVERS OF DANGANRONPA AND YOUR FAVORITE MEDIA/FANDOM WOULD YOU DO AND COULD IT BECOME LEGIT IF EVER GIVEN THE CHANCE

Thank you and have a nice (early) talky tuesday :)

See that's kinda hard BC most media can fit on with a Battle Royale, but I definitely could not assign a Stand to every DR character. There's so many DR characters.

Oh but existing Stands, hmmm ...

Impostor: Yellow Temperance, somewhat obviously

A sticky, rubbery mass bound to and encasing his body which consumes any other organic substance it comes in contact with. The Stand defends him from all forms of brute force and allows him to effectively impersonate others.

TeruTeru: Pearl Jam, also obviously. He seems like more of a healer/support player than a fighter anyway.

A swarm of vegetable-like creatures that infuse themselves into the user's dishes, and increase the healing potency of the dishes to supernatural levels. Supposedly people with split stands have some Issues??

Mahiru: I wanted to say Hermit Purple but I dont think she has it in her to smash cameras....Atom Heart Father it is.

Atom Heart Father is bound to a Polaroid camera which takes pictures with several extraordinary properties. The user essentially lives within the camera but can interact with the subjects of the photos taken with it. Anything that happens within a photograph is reflected on the real life subjects. The photographs cannot be destroyed to stop the power because the damage to the pictures will be transferred as equivalent wounds to those depicted inside. Secondly, everything inside the photo becomes an effectively isolated space defined by the frame of the photographs. While people inside trying to get out will find themselves bumping into an unbreakable and invisible wall, people outside trying to go inside the photographed space find themselves transported to the other side of the space.

Peko: I mean ... Silver Chariot? It's a sword wielding knight. It's silvery. I think it'd look cool.

It's way too much to explain it's a very fast sword dude

Ibuki: Maybe Echoes? Sound manipulation PLUS .... Heavy metal...get it ....

Echoes ACT1 can write words on any surface or person. If the writing is an onomatopoeia, typically in Katakana letters, a sound related to the onomatopoeia in question is produced. If the writing is a sentence written in Kanji, the words will influence the target's state of mind.

Echoes ACT2 can write an onomatopoeia on any surface. When the sound effect is touched, an effect related to the sound is produced, either affecting the person who touched it or the object which the words are inscribed on.

Echoes ACT3 applies a "freezing" or stopping effect by greatly increasing the weight of its target by punching it. This one is fully sentient which is kind of an anomaly.

Hiyoko: GooGoo Dolls probably. Squishes people like ants

Goo Goo Dolls, has the ability to shrink the size of selected targets within her range to the size of a mouse.

Mikan: so conflicted. Green Day? Crazy Diamond? Metallica?? I wanna say Metallica.

Okay so it's basically iron manipulation but the user usually uses it by creating scissors, knives etc inside of people and cutting them up from the inside

Gundham: dude how sick if it was Scary Monsters

Scary Monsters' main ability is to infect other living beings with a virus which transforms them into dinosaurs, but also allows the user to control them. The user is capable of changing his own body into a dinosaur, either completely or as a hybrid of the two. Being bound to the user's body, Scary Monsters allows them to fight against other Stands and physically damage them with their bare hands. Fossilization; the ability to alter beings transformed by this Stand into a hardened dormant state much like a fossil. 

Nekomaru: had to think a lot buut maybe Bad Company? Hed like train them and have all these formations and moves. Idk.

it's a bunch of toy soldiers with guns and tanks and helicopters that shoot you.

Nagito: Black Sabbath, I think it fits nearly with his whole "I will bring out the true hope!" thing while also not being super overpowered in the wrong circumstances.

Black Sabbath can hide in shadows and is strongest there, but is vulnerable to light. By grabbing someone's shadow, Black Sabbath is able to forcibly drag out their souls, whereas grabbing a potentian stand sser's shadow would drag out their Stand.

Sonia: Love Deluxe because she has super long hair and I think it'd look cool as hell with her aesthetic.

Love Deluxe is attached to the user's hair, enabling it to grow to huge lengths, be used as extra appendages, and can be strong enough to break through walls.

Akane: honestly tbh Magician's Red? It's strong and fiery and detects things, like Akane's enemy senses. Hard to think of a gymnastic Stand..

Huge flaming bird with fire powers. The fire can suffocate a target by burning oxygen, restrain them, and detect Stand energy and breathing.

Kazuichi: Aerosmith! Second best to a rocket is an airplane.

Tiny toy fighter plane that can sense carbon dioxide, as well as shoot a machine gun and drop a bomb.

Fuyuhiko: Sex Pistols?? For gun?? He doesnt really fight much, all we know is he takes pain well.

Six tiny guys who kick bullets around so the shooter never misses, unless the shooter is Guido Mista. They're sentient and split up, so, funky combo.

Chiaki: Atum aka the video game stand, duh

Atum's primary ability allows the user to steal souls from someone who has recognized defeat in a game, for example video games. It can also ask a nearby person's souls a yes or no question which the soul is obliged to answer, unbeknownst to the one being read.

Hajime: shit that's hard. I'm gonna go with Tusk because: truth bullets -> nail bullets, starts off really pathetic and weak and ends up literally dimension-breakingly strong, and uuh I love Johnny lol.

Tusk has four ACTs; first one shoots nail bullets, yes it's gross. Second shoots nail bullets where the hole made from them will seek out the intended target even if they miss. Third creates bullet holes that are also wormholes through time space, and the fourth is basically infinite damage in infinite dimensions, gravity and time defying, like this shit will destroy you.

[spookytuesdaypod]

spooky tuesday is a (now not so new!) podcast where we’re breaking down all of our favorite slashers, thrillers, monster movies and black comedies on the new scariest day of the week.

do you have what it takes to be a staurrrr? we're ready to be discovered here at spooky tuesday — and so is a certain little farm girl who knows how to dream big and smile even bigger. no one loves her more than herself, though, and that's what makes pearl (2022) the perfect pick for obsession month. on our newest episode, we're talking about the x (2022) prequel, a project that was born when a character study spiraled out of control. with its bright colors, iconic quotes, and protagonist who knows that sometimes you need to crack a few alligator eggs to make an omelette, this flick became an instant classic in its own right, and now it's her turn to step into the limelight.

give spooky tuesday a listen on apple podcasts, spotify, iheart radio, or stitcher

[quartercirclejab]

the vapid perfection of david s pumpkins

the halloween season is upon us, and prompted by a conversation i recently had about holiday characters, i come to you now on this tuesday night to bestow one of my half-clever pearls of wisdom:

the SNL character David S. Pumpkins is the perfect mascot for Halloween in the 21st century

for those of us unfamiliar, David S. Pumpkins is a character from a 2016 episode of Saturday Night Live, appearing in a Halloween sketch called "Haunted Elevator" and played by episode guest star Tom Hanks

the joke, in a nutshell, is that nothing about the character of David S. Pumpkins makes sense. he's not scary in the way actors in a haunted house usually are, and everything about him- from the garish suit, to the bride-of-frankenstein streak of white in his hair, to the b-boying skeletons- is only related to Halloween by vague adherence to a general theme. the guests insists that they don't get it, they demand to know what his "deal" is, unable to grasp that he has no deal- he's just David Pumpkins, man. and the skeletons, by their own admission, are "part of it."

but i submit to you that this walking non-sequitur is the most perfect representation of modern Halloween to emerge so far this century

there was a time when Halloween had a deeper meaning to most Americans. even those that didn't consider themselves especially spiritual recognized that the holiday had ties to the traditional harvest festivals of old, and an air of persistent superstitiousness lingered into contemporary times, well past the time when many were beginning to dismiss such beliefs (a phenomenon famously put to film by the 1993 cult class "Hocus Pocus")

the turn of the century, however, marked a strict departure into powerful commercialism. Halloween shifted into a mostly secular occasion to dress up and party, a holiday that exists not out of observation of the Solstice or the Equinox, but rather for its own sake

David S. Pumpkins is the avatar of this way of thinking, this transformation of Halloween from Ceremony to Celebration

clad in a cheap polyester suit that wouldn't be out of place on Party City's clearance rack (perhaps labeled "Pumpkin Man" or "Spooky Suit") and accompanied by hastily (read: cheaply) assembled b-boying skeletons, the character reflects what Halloween has become. the holiday isn't about any kind of harvest festival, or even about being scary in particular. to the 21st century American, Halloween is about Halloween- references to universal symbols like pumpkins and bats and ghosts for the sake of the fact that the symbols themselves are known to be shorthand for Halloween, rather than anything they might actually represent. even the costumes themselves signify nothing except themselves, serving as a play opportunity for children, and a party admission stamp for adults

our modern Halloween is a xerox of a xerox, an endlessly reflecting funhouse mirror out of which David S. Pumpkins has stepped, fully formed and self-evident

he's the perfect Halloween mascot for the modern age. and that's why we love him.

[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

Although it was referenced obliquely,

Emerald’s erasure from history had profound effects upon Pearl Tuesday, but we see none of those changes.

[warrioreowynofrohan]

Favourite Female Tolkien Character Poll - Round 3 Schedule!

We’re on Round 3! Here are the matchups, with several ‘section finals’ (i.e. the top two female characters within a defined group squaring off against each other). Polls start tomorrow.

The winners of each day’s two polls will go on to face each other in Round 4 (except for the Sindar poll, whose winner will go on directly to the quarterfinals/Round 5). Éowyn has also advanced directly to the quarterfinals after winning the previous 2 rounds against other women of Rohan - I didn’t feel it would be fair to any other character to pit them against her this early.

Thursday August 31st: Finwëan Women

Nerdanel vs Galadriel

Eärwen vs Anairë

Friday September 1st: First-Age Edain Women

Haleth vs Hareth

Morwen vs Nienor

Saturday September 2nd: Sindarin Women

Lúthien vs Nellas - Section Final!

Sunday September 3rd: Númenorean and Gondorian Women

Tar-Ancalimë vs Tar-Míriel - Section Final: Númenorean Women!

Berúthiel vs Ioreth - Section Final: Women of Gondor!

Monday September 4th: Valar, Maiar, and Monsters

Nienna vs Vairë - Section Final: Valier!

Melian vs Ungoliant

Tuesday September 5th: Hobbit and Dwarf Women

Dís vs Pearl Took

Belladonna Took vs Rosie Cotton

If you do not see your favourite character here, they may still have a chance! There will be one wild card entrant to the quarterfinals, chosen from a poll of the 10-12 losing characters who had the most votes

Here’s the full bracket, with the results of past rounds.

[plantcomic]

Q&A part 2

I'm doing this purely to give some much needed context for Months and Stuff. Below me are old sketches I rummaged up from my pile of sketchbooks.

Most named things in Plant are religious. There's no real meaning behind that, I just thought it would be fun and also helps theme the name pool.

Weekdays are named after our Easter week

Monday - malkamaanantai - beamday Tuesday- tikkutiistai - stickday Wednesday - kellokeskiviikko - bellday Thursday - kiirastorstai RENAMED - frayday Friday - pitkäperjantai - longday Saturday - lankalauantai - yarnday Sunday - sukkasunnuntai - sockday

Months are named after old agricultural year. They are just translated finnish month names and I do not take critisism on the quality of that. Tried my best

January - Tammikuu - Hubmoon or Heartmoon, haven't decided yet Although "Tammi" means oak in our modern language, it apparently used to mean the middle part of a wheel. It's the center of the winter.

February - Helmikuu - Pearlmonth or Twinmonth, also yet not decided. This one is funny since pearl simply means the ice pearls on trees.

March - Maaliskuu - Soilmoon The month when snow starts to melt away a little bit. There are three different possible meaning for "maalis", but the meaning of soil or earth (both are maa) makes most sense.

April - Huhtikuu - Ashmoon Comes from old tradition of burning woods into kaski or huhta, a nutritious, ash-rich land to sow

May - Toukokuu - Sowmoon "Touko" means fieldworks at the start of the summer

June - Kesäkuu - Plowmoon While "kesä" means summer, the origin is maybe tied to first growths of the field. Kesanto, fallow, means different thing nowadays so I decided to change it.

July - Heinäkuu - Haymoon There are other older namings for this, but decided to be literal for once.

August - Elokuu - Harvestmoon Pretty self exploratory. "Elonkorjuu" means the harvest season and celebration.

September - Syyskuu - Autumnmoon yeah.

October - Lokakuu - Mudmoon yeah two

November - Marraskuu - Deathmoon or Demisemoon Winter is here baby! Marras is an old word meaning death or premonition of it.

December - Joulukuu - Wintermoon or Knuuttimoon Joulukuu literally means "Christmas moon", but I haven't yet decided how important that holiday is for plant world. The older name for the month, before christianity was "Talvikuu", for the winter. So I think I'm keeping that.

The midseasons, Kaamos, Loska, Suvi, and Eloaika are about what you could expect.

As a thank you for reading this far, below readmore is some sketches I found while looking for these infos. I'm getting the start of next chapter ready and posted next weekend, so welcome to part 2 of Plant! It's pretty much the same as part 1 but hopefully less depressing and more fun and with more characters and lots of berry hunting and singing and crafts!

Fae houses: An entrance to an underground house of Woodland fae, riverside hunting hut of River fae, and an example of Floral fae's hibernation hole.

Abandonned doodles for an abandonned illustration of some lategame stuff

Chill sauna times

Raspberries, flowers and one depiction of a mature Veil over city landscape

[wardog-of-the-endless]

Temptation Tuesday

Rules: share something about an idea you have/something that's speaking to you/an au you'd like to see and are considering writing/etc. etc. Basically anything that is tempting you away from your current wips!

Insane thanks for the tag @shubaka (you’re a marvelous terrible influence, it’s very sexy of you.) Uhhh ok here we go, I guess!

💗 Pearls Of Madness /(KinnPorsche Series- KimChay)- This is looking like a series and possibly the end to my sanity, but in a very sexy way, I guess. Kim decides to start changing up some of WIK’s stylings to a bit more of an androgynous angle as he sort of explores that about himself. He’s not really sure about it but every time he introduces a new piece Chay sort of loses his mind? And Kim’s both addicted to exploring this facet of himself AND the way his Angel reacts so... He escalates things. Aggressively. (And so does Chay.) There are no losers here.

💗 It Was One Time (And We Were Drunk) /(Cutie Pie Series-  YiLian) Uh so literally anything for my babes and my SoulSister be like ‘you should do the thing’ so I’m likely to do the thing and promptly. The thing is: YiLian by accident before Diao and Kuea come back into their lives. So this is like, Cutie Pie Series Top x Top Club Shenanigans possibly drunk before their sweetlings return from whatever foreign country they’re living in before university).

💗 Cafe/Bakery AU (KP/WB KimChay)- Soft boys flirting IDK man it’s just... in my head. Obsession with food, cafe surroundings, general soft soft soft pastel life here.

💗 At Your Service (KP Series- KimChay) So this is actually a Chay post-kidnapping story idea... previous anxiety highly exacerbated due to some of his experiences in the Mafia family. Planning on him being out in public (possibly with Kim, possibly to meet Kim, possibly just trying to run errands and be normal without any bodyguards to his knowledge- up in the air) and having a panic attack. A working SD and handler find him and help him through it and while they’re sitting and talking she mentions to Chay he might benefit from a dog.. But in the mean time, is there anyone they should call? (Why I’m leaning on Kim not being there because he’d show up too soon and spoil this H/C moment unless he was IDK trapped on a phone call with a manager or something. If Chay’s going to meet Kim, Kim could show up after they’ve had a chance to talk. If Chay’s on his own, they call Kim... If Chay only thinks he managed to be out on his own, Kim’s bodyguard that’s been tailing Chay has called Kim and Kim flies in ready to protect his (ex?) baby and finally some talking can happen.) Anyway, about the time Kim’s getting his back up about Chay talking to some strange girl, her Korean boyfriend turns up and off they go. (It won’t be until later that Kim realizes that was one of the Korean Mafia and he has a meltdown all over again.)

💗 Mafia Queens AU (KP x Several Shows/References Multiverse Collab Nightmare) Essentially after Kinn more or less makes Porsche his ‘Queen’ there’s a formal event where Mafia from different countries are showing up to acknowledge the change of power, admit they’ve removed some of Korn & Co’s Generation/Allies from their own organizations, etc. Porsche gets dressed up (Corset!Porsche my beloved!) by a friend of his that turns out to be one of the Korean Mafia Queens (she’s a returning OC from above, the girl with the dog), because it might be fun to have Kinn get jealous over a nonthreatening character and let him be rewarded with a very excellent visual (and some delicious sex, when they finally get around to peeling said outfit off of Porsche).

ANYONE WANNA VOTE ON THESE? Someone talk me into these or out of these or something. IDK.

I honestly have no idea who to tag/punish in this way ummmmm... WHOEVER SEES THIS AND WANTS TO SUFFER, OKAY? Please don’t judge me I’m mortified.   @fuckyeah-itme @just-slightly-chayotic @just-slightly-chaotic @booksnchocolate I’m only tagging you because these will be of interest to you, possibly? Love you love you.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

The Poor Man's Evening Portion by Robert Hawker

Tuesday, October 3rd

"Thou art more glorious and excellent than the mountains of prey." — Psalms 76:4

My soul, the more thou turnest over the word of God in inquiries after thy beloved, the more writ thou be astonished at the relation given of him in his excellency and glory. By every thing that can represent the adorable Redeemer, in his beauty, loveliness, grace, fulness, and all-sufficiency, whether considered in his absolute, his comparative, his relative, or his official glory, or in his glory as the head of his body, the church, the fulness of Him that filleth all in all; thou art constrained, with the church to cry out at every view, "Yea, he is altogether lovely; the chief among ten thousand." There is somewhat particularly striking to this amount in this verse for thine evening portion: "Thou art more glorious and excellent than the mountains of prey." Yes! it must be so: for when the soul hath found Jesus, like the merchant-man seeking goodly pearls, having found this one of immense and incalculable value, the soul gladly parts with every thing beside, to attain it. Hence one of old, having got possession of Jesus, cries out with holy joy and rapture, "I rejoice at thy word as one that findeth great spoil;" Psalms 119:162. In life men become mountains of prey to one another; and too frequently find, to their sorrow, that the pursuit and chase is folly, and the end of the game, vanity and vexation of spirit. But in following thee, thou blessed Jesus, every renewed discovery of thee is glorious, and every new attainment most excellent indeed. In thy person, offices, character, relations, thou art most glorious and excellent. Thou art a glorious Redeemer, a glorious head of thy church and people; a glorious husband, brother, friend; a glorious prophet, priest, and king, in thy Zion. And when I behold thee in all these relative excellencies, and can and do know thee, and enjoy thee, and call thee mine, under every one of them, surely I may well take up the language of this sweet scripture, and say," Thou art more glorious and excellent than the mountains of prey?"