#The nerdy playbook

[thenerdyplaybook]

The Laresm Tournament is about to begin and King Juviniah has made his presence known. However, one of his soldier's has promised Gajurakash that he won't make it far enough to be pardoned. Hiraeth is determined to clear his name and claim the Blade of Bahamut. Watch tonight to find out if they're successful!

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[ghostgirl-22]

heyy i literally love ur work and i’ve been seeing some posts abt this on tiktok but do u think u could write a professor!mike faist or art donaldson x student!reader and make it so he’s tutoring the reader but things go south and things get freaky 👅👅

hmm okay so i did peep the mike faist of it all but I couldn’t bring myself to go full rpf. So here’s theater professor!Mike Faist Art Donaldson. Or whatever <3

Pairing: theater professor!art (imagine these clothes but dilf!art hair lol) x afab!reader

cw: heed the warnings. NSFW, MDNI, age gap— Art is at least in his 40s reader early 20s, power imbalance— student/teacher, tw: dubcon if you squint. reader definitely wants this but also arts definitely perving. Improper use of Shakespeare. what it says in the ask.

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Theater professor!Art tall, a bit nerdy, he’s chronically late so he walks fast. He’s always a little flustered as he enters the theater, crossbody messenger bag slung over his shoulder, with his helmet tucked under his arm (for his scooter ride to work, he’d never ride a motorcycle…too unsafe). He wears some variation of a long sleeved button down with the sleeves rolled up, tucked into some varied color of khaki pants nearly everyday and he’s everyone’s favorite teacher. And it’s not just because the class is easy. 

Lots of students take his course who have little to no respect for the fine arts. All different majors and minors. He knows why they enroll.  He’s used to pretty girls (and boys) basically half his age sitting up front to try and get his attention and he knows what the student body says about him. He knows all about the PILF list (professors I’d like to…) he even happens to know he’s sitting quite near the top of that list. Just behind his ex Tashi Duncan who teaches classical literature and oscillating back and forth with his other ex Patrick Zweig who happens to be every business major’s favorite Economics professor. He still finds it odd that they’re dating now. Whatever. 

It’s not an easy class by the way. 

Especially not for you…

Intro to Fine Arts is impressively difficult. You’re pretty sure you’ve probably become Shakespeare's biggest hater over the course of the semester. You don’t understand a word of it and what’s worse is that you don’t care. 

Art can tell. 

Usually it wouldn’t bother him. He doesn’t care if his students don’t like Shakespeare. He’s usually not involved in his students' lives at all. He’s never crossed that line. He’s not that kind of professor.

But for some reason you bother him. God. You get under his skin.

Maybe it’s because you’re so loud with your wrong opinions. You’ll argue that things mean what they don’t mean just for the fun of it. And with such confidence that you have some of your classmates believing you more than him and he has a fucking PhD in this stuff. Then you’ll sit there smug and self satisfied because you won the argument. 

It’s frustrating.  

You’re frustrating. 

And not that he notices at all. But you are hot…in a filthy, carnal sort of way. Your lips always wet with gloss, your clothes too tight, showing off way too much skin. And he’s not looking… but honestly you know the theater is always cold. You really should start wearing padded bras if your shirts are gonna be so tight.  Maybe with more support so you don’t jiggle as much during the warm up exercises that he chooses for that specific purpose. Actually you could stand to cover up a lot more, all over. 

But thats not why he made you stay late for his office hours. Really. Its not. He just needs to tutor you a little. One on one. He can’t have the other students getting wrong information from you.

But even now, when you show up in his cramped windowless office, perched on the other side of his desk which is littered with playbooks, you have him stressed. you’ve been wearing that dress all day and honestly it's just too short.  If you bent over his desk, even a little bit, he’d have a full view of whatever you’ve got on underneath. He shifts in his seat. It's just inappropriate. 

God. He should focus on what he can teach you.“Okay try it from right here. And stop being so literal.”

You roll your eyes and glance at the Much Ado About Nothing playbook at the line where his finger is pointed. “I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap…” You laugh. “How can you die in a lap?”

“I told you the words we say today had different meanings in Shakespeare's time.”

“Well no kidding, i know that.”

Art scoffs, you know everything. 

“I know we don't say thy and thou and… thent…anymore.” You continue.

”We never said thent.“ Art points out.

“What I don’t get is why any of this matters?” You keep going as if he didn’t speak.

You don’t know why you’re so combative with Professor Donaldson. You think you just like to get him worked up so you can make him remember you. You love watching his jaw tighten, his skin flush, hearing the way he passionately defends old dead playwrights. It turns you on actually. Not the dead playwrights but the way he lights up. Little bits of arrogance peeking through that sweet “aww shucks” persona everyone loves. You think it turns him on too. It makes you wet. Sometimes during class you press your legs together and slip your hand between your thighs just to ease the tension a little. Keeping your gaze fixed on him, while you tease yourself. You wish you could touch yourself right now, watching his Adam’s apple bob while his soft gaze hardens. 

“It matters because the themes matter. It matters because humanity matters.” He explains trying to keep his tone measured.

“So find new themes, this guy’s been dead for a thousand years.” Also wrong.

Art can’t believe what he's hearing. And it doesn’t help that you seem flustered, breathing harder, chest rising and falling, the thin fabric of that short dress showing him everything… fuck…you might as well be naked. He’s losing his patience.

“Get up.”

“Why?”

“I'm going to show you what it means.”

You look like you want to argue (pre-law you always want to argue) but you get up from your chair anyway. “Okay?”  

“Come here…” he pats his thighs. “I think you’d learn it better if I show you.” He says softly. He knows he shouldn’t… knows it’s inappropriate. But you really need to understand what words mean. He’s just teaching you, really. 

You don’t even hesitate. Settling right on top of him, your back to his chest. 

“Good girl. Now grab the play.”

You take a breath and wiggle a bit your ass grinding along his swollen cock. God you knew he fucking liked it.

“Don’t worry about that...” He says lightly. It’s not his fault, your dress is too short, making him hard for no fucking reason. He needs to put his hands somewhere and your bare thighs are right there. He sets his palms down and feels the way your breathing changes. 

“Mmkay now read it again.” 

His voice is soft and directly in your ear now, it makes you shiver. You wiggle your hips again. 

“Go on,” he coaxes. 

“I will live in thy heart…” you feel his hand move up to your chest. 

You chew on your lip, wiggling some more as he cups you, before slipping it just inside your dress to play with your nipple. He squeezes it gently, before circling it with his fingertips. “What’s next?” 

“D-die in thy lap,” you swallow. 

“That’s a little more complicated, isn’t it?” He moves his other hand down your thigh. He really shouldn’t be doing this in his office. The door is closed but it isn’t locked. Anyone could walk in and catch you both. God it shouldn’t make him harder. He knows he’s not gonna stop, he’s finally had a taste of you,  felt one of your full perky tits, your perfect ass wiggling along his swollen cock. He’s just itching for more. He eases his way down along your inner thighs and you start to open up for him, the little dress riding further up your thighs. He presses two fingers against your panties, already soaked through and clinging to your warm cunt. 

He takes a sharp breath. “Fuck, it’s so wet for me already…maybe its not that complicated.” He eases your panties to the side and slips his long thick fingers inside you, you can feel the folds of your pussy beating your pulse around his intrusion and you moan. 

“Shh I know…” he hums. “Fuck its so easy, huh? You're so ready. Do you get it now?”  He’s rubbing gentle circles inside you, the pressure and intensity of the sensation rising and falling as he moves closer and closer to your clit. “Or do I need to fuck you?” 

You moan and open wider, hooking your feet behind his ankles. Hips starting to rock as your head lulls back against his shoulder. 

“I still don’t get it Professor Donaldson,” you whine. “I think I need more guidance.”

“Mmhm… I can tell.” He presses little kisses along your throat while you ride his fingers.

“Oh fuck..” you moan, voice pitchy and loud. “professor, it feels so, so good.”

“Shhh,” Art breathes working them a little faster. “You have to be a good girl and keep it down unless we’re talking about school work.” 

“Yes sir.” You gasp. 

Fuck. He can’t pretend he hasn’t thought about doing this to you. He thinks about it every day, you’re so goddam tempting, but he was trying to control himself, trying so hard to be good. He is good. He’s not doing anything wrong. He’s just teaching you… helping you understand Shakespeare. He should probably replace his fingers, just to really drive it home… so to speak. 

He unzips while trying to keep your squirming to a minimum. He’s so close. By the time he sinks into your heated cunt he nearly blacks out for how good it feels. “Holy shit, so fucking tight for me,” he grunts as you moan for him. “Fuck… start again. Read the whole scene.”

Your hands are all shaky gripping his thighs as you try to focus on Much Ado About Nothing. You can feel him thrusting in and out of your dripping cunt as you bounce on his lap. All while trying to recite the stupid scene. He whispers “good girl” between each line. Humming his soft little grunts of pleasure in your ear. God this is insane.

“I will l-live… I w-will live in thy… in thy heart…” you’re practically panting, his fingers playing with your clit while he fucks you.

“Mmhm.”

“Fuck professor… I’m so…. ‘m gonna cum.” 

“Almost finished, come on,” he pushes. 

“In thy heart,” you moan as the dam suddenly bursts and you make a mess all over his lap. 

“Fuck, oh fuck,” He gasps… pushing you off in a hurry as he starts to spill. You watch as he jerks himself through climax, some of it splattering on your dress and the old wooden desk. 

Even after he’s help cleaned you up, he’s still pretty sure you learned nothing. “Die in thy lap…like Le petit mort… the little death” he tries, but you never studied French and you’re not particularly impressed by the French either. 

And maybe he feels a little bad that after all that you still don’t get it. You’ll never be a true artist in any sense of the word, but after a few more evening tutoring sessions you definitely come to appreciate how good Art can make you feel so… a win is a win. 

(Kinda sucks i know but its x reader and i wrote it at midnight after recovering from a migraine. Cut me some slack y’all)

[starsinthesky5]

What are some cute lowkey little things Joe does for her to show his love?

a/n: and here is more of joe burrow being the biggest simp on the planet

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taillight “i love you”

every single time he leaves and she’s watching from the window, he brakes three times at the end of the driveway. it’s become their thing—three soft flashes of the brake lights: i love you

even if he’s in a rush. even if they had a silly disagreement that morning. even if it’s pouring rain or freezing cold. he never forgets

sometimes she doesn’t even tell him she’s watching—but he does it anyway. just in case

sticky note surprises

he leaves them everywhere. on her laptop, bathroom mirror, inside the kitchen cabinets, tucked into her makeup bag, slipped between pages of her notebooks

the messages range from sweet (“you’re my favorite part of every day”) to silly (��u looked so hot last night i couldn’t see straight”) to downright flirty (“stop being so sexy. it’s distracting”)

her favorite? the one he left on her song notebook that just said “kill it today, you have the voice of an angel my love,” before she went to the studio

always calls to say goodnight if he’s away

no matter the time zone, no matter how tired he is—she always gets that call

it’s often soft and sleepy, with his voice low and raspy, “wish i was there holdin’ you. bed’s cold without you,”

sometimes he falls asleep mid-call with the phone still clutched in his hand, and she just listens to him breathe until she drifts off too

picks wildflowers for her (my nerdy little flower lover i KNOW you would do this)

not from a shop. from the side of the road. near the practice field. on a trail.

he’ll come in with a handful of crooked, colorful tangled wildflowers and just say, “they looked like you,”

and she’ll put them in a jar by the window like they’re the most expensive bouquet in the world

doodles her name

in the margins of playbooks. in notebooks. on napkins

sometimes it’s just her initials, sometimes it’s mrs. burrow in messy scribbles, sometimes it’s a little heart with her name inside

she finds them tucked into his pockets, his desk, his gym bag. tiny love notes he doesn’t even mean for her to find

he keeps one of her hair ties on his wrist

not just because she’s always losing them, but because it reminds him of her

she notices it every time, and every time he shrugs and says, “looks better on me anyway,”

he plays her demos in the car when she forgets about them

even if it’s just a rough cut or a voice memo, he’ll queue them up on a drive and nod along like it’s the best thing he’s ever heard

he doesn’t say much—just grips the wheel tighter and glances at her with that quiet admiration that says you don’t even know how talented you are

he keeps a playlist just for her

full of songs that remind him of her—some she’s never even heard

if she’s in the studio or driving home late, he’ll send her a link: track 7 made me think of that night in destin. and she listens. she always listens.

he brags about her casually

when someone compliments the food? “she made that from scratch. told you she’s magic,”

if someone mentions her work? “she’s been working her ass off lately. i’m proud as hell to see her at the top of her game,”

he’s not loud about it either to the point where it looks forced or cocky, he just glows with pride and adoration for his woman

game time shout-out

since she sits up in her own private suite (see here for the blurb on that), he makes sure to send her a sign of appreciation in his own subtle way

after he runs out, he does his cute little archer pose. but here's the thing, he only does it when she's at the game. if she can't be there? no archer pose

but when she is there, he does the pose...straight up to her suite

and what's even cuter, she playfully stumbles backward with her hands on her heart, as if she's just been shot by cupids arrow

which...she has been :)

[theresattrpgforthat]

THEME: TTRPGs for Trans Rights in Ohio

This is a special rundown of some of the tabletop games found in the TTRPGs for Trans Rights - Ohio Bundle currently being offered on Itch.io! The offer ends on May 3rd, 2025.

Rebels of the Outlaw Wastes, by Nerdy Pup Games.

Play misfit outlaws fighting against the authoritarian Powers That Be in a hyper-saturated, film-grained, retro dystopia. Save the future with the power of friendship, whoopass, and explosions! Features sticker-based character advancement, effortless cinematic vehicle action, and player-driven Ride-or-Die system usings d4s, d6s, d8s, d10s, and d12s.

Rebels of the Outlaw Wastes is colorful, with art that pops off the page and plenty of ready-to-use scenarios to jump-start play as soon as you sit down at the table. Dive into a post-apocalypse full of young punks in a world you build yourself, with plenty of tools to help you create settlements, beasts, gear, and much much more. If you like car chases and vehicle stunts, this is probably a game for you, with purposefully-designed vehicle scenes written into the game.

Songbirds 3e, by snow.

"Moon's haunted."

Songbirds 3e is a tabletop roleplaying game about undeath, supernatural powers, and the blue dreams of the moon. In the game, you create a strange survivor of the world who was chosen (or cursed) by Death. Spirits aren't able to pass on to the afterlife and grow monstrous with each passing day. You know the songs to send them on. You have the abilities that help you find them. You are the canary in the coal mine.

Songbirds 3e has received a great amount of critical acclaim as a beautiful, mysterious, tantalizing game that blends eldritch fantasy dungeon crawls with pieces of sci-fi blended in. It's inspired by Into the Odd, Persona 5, Blades in the Dark, Red Giant, Disco Elysium, Fallout New Vegas, and much much more.

Sound Check, by Misha.grifka.

Sound Check is a game about being in a band. Rehearse, party, get interviewed and get intimate - but don't forget, it's all leading up to one thing: the Big Show. Each player will have their own musician with a unique playbook, but everyone works together to tell the story of an up-and-coming band, in any musical genre you like.

Running on the Firebrands system, Sound Check will explore the story of your band through a series of scenes, using trope-centred playbooks to build a character with strong beats and clear direction. This game has one of my favorite kinds of mechanics: a stress track that eventually brings you to an explosion, which is an action that adds narrative tension and conflict, such as making an enemy out of a friend, or having an emotional breakdown. If you want drama and heightened emotion, you want Sound Check.

Dinocar, by Dinoberry Jam.

Imagine a world almost entirely the same as our own, except someone's magical wish to meet the dinosaurs came true. But after the welcome party, what were they all to do? Well, they went on to have regular modern lives alongside our own; bills to pay, families to feed, jobs to work. Most unfortunately of all, though, they have cars to drive–and none of them are really any good at it.

That’s what happens when you’re a 12-foot tall reptile with big legs and tiny arms, it’s just really hard to fit into a compact economy-size sedan and even harder to operate the dang thing.

In Dinocar, you and as many friends as you can gather will work together to map out a snippet of that world. You’ll paint a map, draw landmarks, slap buildings into place, and take turns going on chaotic road trips and commutes. At the end of a game of Dinocar, you’ll have a story to tell and a wonderful map to either frame on the wall or stick to the fridge.

Dinocar feels fun & whimsical, and feels perfect for folks who don't like to get messy, as well as kids.

The Stone Flesh Gift, by ATypicalFaux.

A silhouette blocks the stars, darker than the space it drifts through. Several amber eyes encased in crystal peer out from the shadows. When dappled in light from the closest sun, the remnants of petroglyphs can be seen carved across its hull, hewn from a single black stone harder than steel. The ship has no comms, no transponder, just a pulsating thump within a membrane running through the stone like a vein of ore. A glistening docking umbilical gently sways as it’s pulled behind the vessel, stretching toward anything that approaches, looking to touch, to connect.

The Stone-Flesh Gift is a 40-page TTRPG module with a focus on exploration and body horror, to be played with the Mothership sci-fi horror RPG. The players will wade through the innards of a lost ceremonial offering, an ancient alien bio-engineering factory and living ship called The Gift, as they work to avoid its dangers, discover its secrets, and plug their brains directly into its organs to feel their thoughts.

This is the only item on this list that isn't a game in itself, but instead a supplement for a game - but if you like space horror, The Stone Flesh Gift is a title I've seen time and time again. It's great for folks who love body horror, and gritty stories of addiction and disease.

In Conclusion...

If any of these games look interesting to you, get them for a steal by picking up the TTRPGS for Trans Rights Bundle on Itch.io!

[reformhim]

A Jock to Nerd Transformation

Chase had been the epitome of jock perfection. Broad shoulders, rock-solid chest dusted with thick fur, powerful legs covered in dark hair, and a cock that swung heavy between his thighs—always ready, always full. His beard was the stuff of locker room envy, his scent musky and masculine, his presence undeniably dominant. He was the guy everyone wanted to be or be with.

He should’ve known better than to taunt the quiet nerd in chem class—the one with too much time, too many books, and just enough spite.

Now, when Chase looked in the mirror, he barely recognized the stranger staring back.

Gone was the thick pelt of body hair he used to rake his fingers through after practice. His chest was smooth, his legs bare, his beard reduced to a faint trace of scruff. Even his cock—once proud, thick, and demanding—had slimmed down, his balls drawn up like they were embarrassed to be seen.

His muscles had softened. Not gone, not completely—but enough to feel like a shell of his former self. And the worst part? He needed glasses now. He, Chase-fucking-Rogers, football god, had to push nerdy lenses up his nose just to see the playbook.

Still… he had those sharp, ice-blue eyes. His lips, full and kissable, hadn’t changed a bit. And that faint scruff shadowing his square jaw still in place? It was enough to remind anyone looking too long that something more primal might still be buried underneath, imprisoned.

He sighed and adjusted his glasses.

“What’s a nerd to do,” he muttered, already feeling the burn of humiliation under his collar—along with something else he wasn’t quite ready to name.

[nebmia]

Reviewing every rpg book on my shelf: 5, Flying Circus

Flying Circus is a a game by Erika Chappell where you fly planes, have messy dramatic relationships, and find out who you are. Sometimes all at the same time. More specifically you fly *rickety planes from the dawn of aviation* and have messy, dramatic relationships, and find out who you are *in an essentially queer way*.

The first thing I love about Flying Circus is it's sheer audacity in taking pbta (usually deployed for low crunch storygame-y titles) and twisting it into a highly detailed and technical system for running dogfights. I think its really clever how Erika has taken the idea of a detailed combat system are re-appraised it from the ground up in the context of dogfighting.

There is no grid based movement here, it simply is not useful in the three dimensional world that planes inhabit. Instead your positioning is modelled through altitude and air speed, with each being tradeable for the other and spend able to perform maneuvers.

Honestly the whole system is rather intimidating (a fact the book freely admits). Each plane requires a little personal instrument panel sheet (and a few extra side sheets) that resemble somthing you would expect in a euro-game boardgame more than an rpg. The system goes as far as modelling how your plane performs as you use up your modelling fuel and with varying altitude. There are also a lot of fairly involved moves that it feels would be a little tricky to keep aware of while running a dogfight. However, from what I hear, the system works well and, once you understand it, isn't /that/ tricky to run. I think this isn't actually that crunchy when compared to your standard tactical battlers, it's just completely new (and working in a zone most people have less of an intuitive understanding of [although its worth noting that most peoples intuitive understanding of medieval style combat is dead wrong]) so we are unably to draw upon our preexisting assumptions.

You will notice I have to fall back on reports and intiitions here because I am yet to be able to play the game, which is honestly my biggest problem with it: it carves such a specific niche that I think I will really struggle to ever bring it to the table. Anyone I have talked to about the game has always responded to the effect of 'I don't think I'm into planes enough for this'.

I am also not half as into planes specifically as Erika Chappell is. But what I am into is getting deep into things in general, and this whole system excels at letting you get incredibly technical and nerdy about your plane (as far as things like exactly what radiator fluid it has, if you use the advanced rules) and making those choices actually matter in play.

ok, that's probably enough about planes (a phrase I anticipate has never once been uttered by the author of this book), what are you doing when you get out of the planes?

The game follows a cycle of mission and downtime, which you spend relieving stress (in healthy or unhealthy ways) and running upkeep on your company. This is where you do a lot of the character work and bring into focus the 'coming of age' narrative that the game intends.

Which seems a good lead in to talking about the playbooks. Each playbook is focused around a particular thematic idea or experience, which is helpfully spelled out directly in a 'themes' section for each one. This isn't a game where you play as a fighter because you want to solve problems by hitting them but rather one where you play as a Fisher because you want to engage with "a queer reclamation of the monstous", or a scion because you want to engage with "privilege and power, and what obligations come with it", or a believer because you want to engage with "a mindset that thrives on radicalism", or a survivor because you want to engage with "a metaphor for what it feels like to be a transgender person escaping an unwelcome or abusive situation".

Obviously, alongside themes you do also get a load of cool abilities to use.

Of the many games that claim to be ghibli-esque but I think Flying Circus hews closest on account of two things: understanding miyazaki's perspective on war and also due to being absolutely unhinged about planes.

[lesbiancolumbo]

unfort i will probably never not care at least a little about these hoity toity filmé festivals because as a baby cinephile i cared so much and they shaped so much of how i approached cinema when i had no playbook and no outside help from trusted adults or mentors lol. do you know how nerdy it is to be at your sibling's soccer tournament and watching a cannes award livestream on your phone and getting yelled at by your parents bc you're hooting and hollering bc they gave the tree of life the palme instead of watching her kick the ball

[solo-rpg-rambling]

Thinking about DS9 and TSL...

Cursed thought in my brain, how could you play Deep Space 9 characters as Thirsty Sword Lesbian playbooks?

Quark: The Scoundrel

Clicked in my brain during yet another episode where the action starts with Quark having a fling with a one-shot character. Set aside the swashbuckling for a moment, Quark is a character who manages to play Lust at First Sight, Better to Seek Forgiveness, and One in Every Port every third episode.

Sisko: The Chosen

This really starts taking off during the last couple of seasons where the pressures of being The Emissary increasingly conflict with his values as a Starfleet officer.

Jadzia Dax: The Spooky Witch (formerly Scoundrel)

Focusing mainly on how nobody else really understands how the symbiosis works. Take Friends in Weird Places and Talk Nerdy to Me. She inherits One in Every Port from Curzon.

Kira Nerys: The Infamous (early seasons)

Talons of the Past since there are a lot of episodes dealing with her past as a freedom fighter/terrorist. Also Used to Disappointment given her trust issues with both Federation and Bajoran politics.

Garak: The Trickster

Moves: Center of the Web, Devious Scheme, and Knives Behind the Mask.

Odo: The Seeker

The Beast is another option, but it's a lot more in-your-face about assimilation. The Seeker focuses more on the strange outsider attempting to reconcile tradition with current life.

Tough to Fit: O'Brien and Bashir

The closest I can get here are The Devoted (to Starfleet) and The Nature Witch (straight out of the academy). This is an area where I'd consider a couple of new playbooks if they don't already exist: The Reliable and The Geek.

[dahlia-the-wolfe]

hi everyone!!!

i'm dahlia, just a nerdy werewolf girl

i’m a minor!!! don’t be creepy!!!

my main tags:

#wolfepost - my original posts

#reblog - things i reblog

#tag game - tag games!

#asks! - responding to asks!

i might add more later!!!

some out-of-character stuff below the cut

okay so hi from @laya-snowfeather, yes i run this blog yes dahlia is not real she is fictional i made her up in my brain

dahlia wolfe is my monster of the week (motw) character, and her playbook is the monstrous

her campaign happens in 1983 but shhhhh this blog isn't canon...

just like dahlia wolfe, i am also a minor, so again, no creeps pls

you might see me poking my head in this blog occasionally with the tag #ooc post, don't mind me

FEEL FREE TO SEND ASKS, TAG THIS BLOG IN TAG GAMES, AND OTHER STUFF!!! The more asks and tag games I get, the more I can develop this character!!!

goodbye you can go back to your scrolling now thx for reading

[lazybug16]

Mid-year book freakout tag

1. Best book you've read so far in 2024

Upside down by N. R. Walker

2. Best sequel you've read so far in 2024

Like you've nothing left to prove by E. L. Massey

3. New release you haven't read yet but want to

Together in a broken world by Paul Michael Winters

4. Most anticipated release for the second half of the year

The pairing by Casey McQuiston

5. Biggest disappointment

Finding my name by Estelle Grant

6. Biggest surprise

They hate each other by Amanda Woody

7. Favourite new author (debut or new to you)

Every single one from the books I liked lol

8. Newest fictional crush

Nope

9. Newest favourite character

All the ones from the books I liked this year lol

10. Book that made you cry

No book made me cry so far but Dear Wendy by Ann Zhao was the closest one

11. Book that made you happy

The passing playbook by Isaac Fitzsimons

12. Favourite book to film adaptation that you've seen this year

Haven't seen one but hope to watch Aristotle and Dante after I reread the books

13. Most beautiful book you've bought so far this year (or received)

I wish you all the best by Mason Deaver

14. What books do you need to read by the end of the year

I don't have a goal, I just read when I want to lol

15. How many new books have you read so far

17

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[thenerdyplaybook]

Last time, Nydak and Kor'um's attempts to negotiate with Senator Tak failed, leaving the team on the edge of a knife. It's now up to Marg'Ani to settle things with him so they may stay on the Exalted. However, the murder of the Javin I's Captain Normack is coming back to haunt them.

Nydak is played by @skald_of_war_

Character art by @solarflare.art

[female-buckets]

I can’t be the only one who hates the 1x1 sprint head on at a defender game of chicken and bait the red for a foul offense people do nowadays, can I?

I HATE IT!!!!!

It's so embarrassing. And it's even more embarrassing doing that 1x1 offense in front of 14,000 Belgian basketball fans. The Belgium Cats have some of the fanciest cleanest team ball movement and passing in the world. They don't have much else but they do have that. Seeing their coordinated offensive ballet next to our clumsy offensive mosh pit was embarassing.

This new generation of USA guards is not nerdy enough to put time into developing complex ball movement. But I need them to get a lot nerdier immediately.

DT said the young players are different and they have a different learning style. She said that's okay because there's more than one way to skin a cat. But maybe she should push them to hit the playbooks a little harder. I don't know. For 20 years, she was USA's captain of vibes and morale. But I think they need her to be more of a teacher or commander right now.

AT is the other nerdy veteran who seems to know all the plays. So DT and AT need to gather everyone up and create an offense.

[grandinternetcollector]

7 Key Differences Between B2B Tech PR and B2C PR: Two Totally Different Playbooks

I. Introduction: Why This Stuff Matters

Okay, imagine you’re at a massive party. One corner’s got suits chatting about cloud software over coffee, while another’s buzzing with folks snapping selfies with the latest smartwatch. That’s the vibe of public relations, B2B tech PR and B2C PR, to be exact. They’re both about getting people excited, but the way they do it? Totally different. I’ve been scribbling about this for 25 years, and trust me, knowing the difference is like picking the right playlist for the crowd. Let’s dive into how these two worlds, strategies, audiences, and all, play out in 2025, and why it’s a big deal for any brand trying to make noise.

II. Target Audience: Pinpoint vs. Party Mode

B2B tech PR is like whispering to a small, picky group at the party, think CEOs, IT geeks, or budget bosses who sign off on million-dollar deals. These folks want the nitty-gritty: hard stats, ROI, and “why’s this worth my time?” I saw 9FigureMedia nail this once, crafting a pitch for a SaaS tool that spoke straight to a CTO’s headaches, like untangling messy workflows. It was laser-focused and sealed the deal.

B2C PR’s more like hyping up the whole dance floor. You’re talking to regular people — moms, students, or gadget nerds flipping through TechRadar. It’s less “tech specs” and more “this thing’s gonna make you look cool.” The vibe’s chill, maybe a bit playful, to catch anyone ready to snag that new phone on a whim.

III. Sales Cycle and PR Timeline: Slow Burn vs. Quick Spark

B2B sales are like dating someone cautious, it takes time, maybe months or even years, to close the deal. Companies need convincing, so PR’s all about building trust with stuff like deep-dive blogs or webinars. I remember 9FigureMedia helping a SaaS company score a spot in a niche tech mag. It wasn’t instant, but after months of smart pitches, they got a wave of demo requests because they looked like the real deal.

B2C’s the opposite, it’s a Tinder swipe. People see a dope ad and hit “buy” before their latte’s cold. Picture a fitness tracker dropping right before the holidays. A slick unboxing video on digital trends can send sales soaring in days. B2B’s a long game; B2C’s a quick fling.

IV. Media Landscape: Insider Chats vs. Big Spotlight

B2B tech PR’s like hanging out in a nerdy book club. You’re pitching to trade mags, TechRadar’s enterprise pages, or analysts who live for industry gossip. It’s a tight circle, so you better know your stuff. A B2B campaign might mean getting your client quoted in a trade story or speaking at a conference packed with bigwigs.

B2C PR’s more like strutting on a red carpet. You’re aiming for lifestyle blogs, TikTok, or even Saudi Gazette’s tech beat. It’s about grabbing eyeballs, so the tone’s fun and flashy. A consumer brand might send their new gadget to a YouTuber for a review or pitch a story to digital trends’s gift guides. B2B’s about deep convos; B2C’s about stealing the show.

V. Messaging Style: Geeky vs. Feels

B2B messaging’s like writing a killer research paper. It’s packed with value, think stats, case studies, and “here’s why this saves you cash.” Whitepapers or nerdy blogs rule the day. 9FigureMedia once helped a cybersecurity startup push a whitepaper that showed a 30% drop in hacks. That kind of thing makes IT folks go, “Okay, I’m listening.”

B2C’s more like spinning a yarn by the campfire. It’s all about tugging heartstrings or making people jealous. A phone brand might drop Instagram reels on digital trends showing their camera nailing a sunset shot, with a tagline like “Chase Every Vibe.” It’s not about tech details, it’s about dreams. B2B’s for brains; B2C’s for hearts.

VI. Influencers: Brainiacs vs. Rockstars

B2B influencers aren’t your usual “like and subscribe” crew. They’re industry wonks, analysts, conference speakers, or LinkedIn pros who know their stuff. Their thumbs-up means something because they’ve got cred. 9FigureMedia got a client’s cloud tool shouted out by a top analyst once, and it was like striking gold. It’s about trust, not just hype.

B2C’s all about the star power. TikTokers, Instagrammers, or celebs with crazy followings are the MVPs. A consumer brand might send new earbuds to a TikTok dancer for a viral clip. It’s less “expert” but gets millions of eyes. B2B’s about respect; B2C’s about reach.

VII. Metrics: Real Wins vs. Big Numbers

B2B success isn’t about racking up likes — it’s about the right people caring. Think leads that turn into meetings or mentions in analyst reports. Tools like HubSpot show how a campaign’s moving the needle. 9FigureMedia ran a campaign for a cloud startup that bumped qualified leads by 20% after a trade feature. That’s a B2B high-five.

B2C’s obsessed with going big — think shares, views, and straight-up sales. A campaign on TechRadar might chase a million clicks and a spike in online orders. Tools like Google Analytics light up with all the action. B2B’s a strategy game; B2C’s a popularity contest.

VIII. Crisis Management: Deep Apologies vs. Fast Saves

When things hit the fan in B2B, it’s serious. A data breach at a software company? You’re drafting long emails to clients, explaining fixes, and begging analysts not to roast you. It’s a small crowd, but they’re mad. 9FigureMedia helped a client bounce back from a breach by landing a trade mag story about their comeback plan — kept 90% of their clients.

B2C crises are a public mess. A busted gadget? Social media’s on fire. You need a sorry-not-sorry video on digital trends or X, plus a recall plan that screams “we’ve got you.” It’s about calming a huge crowd fast. B2B’s about mending trust; B2C’s about dodging pitchforks.

IX. Crossover Zones: Playing Both Sides

Some brands, like Apple or Microsoft, are party crashers in both worlds. Microsoft’s pitching Azure to IT nerds one minute and Surface laptops to students the next via TechRadar reviews. It’s a tightrope walk — geeky smarts for B2B, cool vibes for B2C. 9FigureMedia’s a wizard at this, spinning stories that hit both suits and shoppers without tripping up.

X. Final Thoughts: Pick Your Vibe

B2B tech PR and B2C PR are like two different adventures, one’s a quiet hike through expert land, the other’s a wild ride for attention. B2B’s slow, smart, and all about trust with a picky crew. B2C’s fast, fun, and built to wow the masses. Know your crowd, your goals, and your story. Whether you’re a startup chasing trade mags or a brand eyeing Saudi Gazette’s tech page, team up with a pro like 9FigureMedia to make your story pop where it counts.

[bones-and-balance]

I finished reading The Passing Playbook today!! As a nerdy trans man in a conservative area (Utah queers represent) I legally have to give it a 9/10. Bits of it are pretty cheesy but that just adds to the charm for me.

[captainshadowgirllostfan]

idk the whole nerds not being good at normal people stuff gets old but the guys showing unique and cool they are and doing nerdy and geeky stuff was always a blast...Unfortunately the show's premise is about nerds who can't get women so it was always going to be about relationships...though i wouldn't mind seeing Howard getting shot down at getting women like in the old days again. That was funny. Plus it showcased how genuinely creepy and wrong that behavior is and didn't show women being stupid enough to fall for that stuff like how HIMYM does with Barney's playbook. People say Big Bang is misogynistic and it is, it's the treatment of Penny is horrible, but it's honestly no different than any other sitcom. It's certainly, in my opinion, a lot better than HIMYM where the playboy of the group showcases how stupid women are for falling for his shenanigans while in Big Bang, the playboy that does the same is shot down and called creepy which is very right because that sort of behavior is creepy. Why people put down S1-3 Howard and idolize Barney Stinson is something I will never understand. They're literally almost the same person.

[prvt-tucker]

Subculture Appropriation: A conversation with my therapist fiancee about the Beetlejuice musical

Okay so, some context before go into this. I don’t normally like going into identity stuff but antis will come for you if you don’t so here we go:

My fiancee is a trans clinical psychologist, likely neurodivergent. However before going into clinical, they got their undergrad in social psychology and because I was a historian before I became too ill to work, I love to talk to them about culture, society, social movements, etc (my brand of historian was a sub-type called social historian, ie I studied the societies, and social movements and every day lives of ordinary people in the past rather than say, military bullshit. I fucking hate military history lol). As additional context for what I am about to talk about here, I was raised by two gay dads, one of whom was an OG 80s punk who lived in Philadelphia during the AIDS crisis. 

Also, full disclosure: I love the Beetlejuice musical. I don’t love what it’s done to the fandom but I love the musical; not all Beetlebabes hate the musical. 

Okay so:

The thing that gets my goat about the shitty hot takes a lot of gen z has around Beetlejuice comes from what my partner has termed “subculture appropriation.” Let me explain. 

Goth and punk are subcultures. They were, in the 80s, revolutionary. They were radical, and they were not accepted in the mainstream. My dad, with his mohawk and tattoos designed himself (he was a horror comic artist) and multiple hand pierced ears and chains around his neck, was not well received in my small town in NJ. When we lived there, in the early 2000s, we were the only gay family in the neighborhood. Gay marriage wasn’t legal, and I was shunned in school for being the girl with two dads. Gay rep in media was pretty much limited to Queer Eye and the L Word. It was a different time. 

Gothic subculture, even in the early 2000s, was not mainstream. My small group of friends in high school (we were all goth and emo) were shunned. A lot of us were some flavor of queer. Some of us were POC. Some, like me, autistic. A lot of us had eating disorders. We were bullied incessently, to a point where many of us had severe mental health problems and had spent time in and out of psych wards. This was also not seen as mainstream and labeled us even more as “freaks.”

Beetlejuice was the movie and cartoon for us, by us. It was a cult classic. It was not something most kids were watching, but I grew up strange and unusual. Beetlejuice spoke to an entire generartion of goth subculture. 

Nowadays, things are different. Hot Topic doesn’t play Pierce the Veil at ear numbing volumes when you go into the store. You’re likely not gonna find those hideous punk pants we were all enamored of back in the day. Instead, you’ll find Disney. Fandom. Anime. Bob’s Burgers. In the last decade, goth has been watered down to appeal to the masses (much like other nerdy subcultures) because capitialism ruins everything. So, enter the Beetlejuice musical. 

I love the musical because it spoke to me, the little girl I once was, who watched the cartoon with my dad on CN. But I noticed, once the show blew up on Tiktok, things changed. And the reason was a mainstream teen audience picked up on something very specific to a subculture. And then they made it there’s-- hence the term subculture appropriation. 

Beetlejuice has its roots in gothic literature, dating back to the 19th century (my friend magicalmolly on tiktok has an excellent “understanding gothic literature” series that covers this). One of the main tropes of gothic lit is Death and the Maiden-- aka Beej and Lyds. It is not a mainstream romance, and it’s not supposed to be. If supernatural romance makes you uncomfy, then maybe this genre isn’t for you. 

The problem is when something with tropes specific to a subculture enter the mainstream, they are going to be villainzed and misinterpreted because mainstream Beckys who think they’re goth because they paint their nails black have absolutely no sense of history, context, and nuance that the themes of the show give. As a result, suddenly the shitty hot takes pop up. And yes, age gaps are icky irl. But in this genre, they are bread and butter (Lindsay Ellis has a good video on this called My Monster Boyfriend). As a result, suddenly a bunch of kids come into a niche that isn’t theirs, demand we re-arrange the furniture for their comfort, and in general start trying to push the subculture out of its own space. 

This isn’t, by the way, gatekeeping. This is appropriation. When you go into a niche subculture created by the marginalized and try to make it your apple pie bullshit, you are appropriating a space that doesn’t belong to you. As a result, you have two choices: you can either educated yourself on the culture, its history, context, nuance, and decide its for you and dive in. Or you can leave. But it’s frankly gross af for you to barge in, try to rewrite history that in the case of the subculture, goes back decades, and in the case of gothic literature, centuries. That is the playbook of colonization (and I know you little fake woke shits are gonna derail the entire argument because of this but I haven’t seen any of y’all write a fucking 60 page thesis on nationalism, colonialism and antisemitism in France so get fucked). 

I’m bad at conclusions so if you made it this far, any OG babes feel free to add on with your thoughts bc we old ass goths gotta stick together. Thanks for coming to my historical context essay.