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somanywips · 3 months ago

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Silly headcanons I have for Sanji and other strawhats:

Sanji has Terrible handwriting. He writes solely in cursive and he writes as if he has milk on the stove (aka really fucking fast) so his handwriting is almost unreadable. Robin is the only one who can read it, mostly because her own handwriting also fucking sucks.

Nami has the prettiest handwriting you've ever seen, but she writes So Fucking Slow and that's because she draws her letters.

Ussop's favorite art media is actually gouache paint, but he doesn't use them much because the humidity made them basically melt so he mostly uses acrylics and oil paints, as well as pastels.

Everyone has touch related sensory issues, with the exception of Franky. However, most foods just have really icky texture to him, and he didn't manage to fix it when he became a cyborg, but he's always down to work with Sanji to try out new foods so his diet isn't just burgers and cola.

Zoro is, for whatever reason, really good at embroidery. Like, he can make really intricate stuff but usually gets bored halfway through and goes back to training. It comes in handy when he's injured tho!

Sanji has this really really thick North Blue accent (either Spanish or Polish) when he's just woken up and not even because He's originally from the North, but because Zeff is, and Zeff has the heaviest accent in the world. It's kinda funny cause his accent sounds Nothing like the one from Germa (French)

Robin's the one who speaks the most languages out of all the Strawhats, having a good understanding of about 10 different languages and being fluent in other 6. Nami and Sanji tie in second place being fluent in four languages each, English, German, Polish and the common language in OP (aka Japanese) for Nami and French, Spanish (from Spain), Portuguese (from Angola) and the common language for Sanji, Franky's in third with 3 languages (English, Spanish [mexican]) with the other members only knowing 2 (Yoruba for Ussop, Russian for Chopper, Portuguese [Brazilian] for Luffy, Korean for Zoro, German for Brook and Swahili for Jimbe, all of them speak the common Japanese as well).

Zoro helps Nami with the accounting of the ship. They're both scarily good at maths (not even like basic maths, no, they both be doing integrals and shit). Ussop and Franky are also very good at it, but on a more practical sense, Franky is also really good at physics, while Ussop should be getting a masters in chemistry. Chopper is obviously very good at biology and (organic) chemistry.

Sanji is Not good at maths. He knows the basics, enough to do what he need to do, but put anything more than a simple equation (the ax+b one) and he's gone -> he actually didn't get any formal education besides the one from Germa, but he couldn't keep up with his brothers (aka they were teaching a toddler in the same pace they would adults, and the Vinsmoke children are basically copy machines) and his time in the rock severely impacted his development. Zeff taught him what he could, but he himself also didn't get any formal education. They both never really needed it, so it wasn't really an issue. They both know a Lot about nutrition and anatomy, tho (they just don't use technical terms).

Nami also didn't have any formal education, but she taught herself a lot of things from books and sheer stubbornness. All her knowledge of climate, weather patterns, and navigation are 100% self-taught

Sanji is a walking fish encyclopedia

Zoro is a walking Sword encyclopedia

Ussop can solve rubiks cubes in less than 1 minute and refuses to tell Luffy and Chopper how he does it

Luffy has a really good nose, he can pick out individual smells really easily so he always knows when Sanji bought more meat and what kind of meat he bought

Robin is Really bad at dancing, like really really bad, but she makes up for it with enthusiasm

Okay that's it for now kswkoqql. I have a lot more, especially for Sanji but that's because he's my wife

#one piece #straw hat pirates #straw hat headcanons

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ooihcnoiwlerh · 8 months ago

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So I've been working on a Feyd-Rautha/Reader fanfic, and am working out various headcanons I have for him in terms of his sexual preferences and past, as well as what I've written but might be a little too silly to include in future chapters and kind of want to get it out there to get an opinion on things.

Link here: And I Don't Want Your Heart - Chapter 1 - ooihcnoiwlerh - Dune (2021) [Archive of Our Own]

Some of my NSFW headcanons down below

-Okay, so it's firmly established that he's a sadomasochist. It's also mentioned in the books that he'd been abused by his uncle when he was younger. I don't think the two necessarily have to correlate but I think on some level he finds physical pain cathartic, and the moments in which he's masochistic to him feel like he's reclaiming something for himself. He chooses the pain rather than having it inflicted on him.

-I get the impression that he's generally more dominant but in the right headspace with the right person can enjoy being more submissive. It has to be explicitly on his terms, though. Like with pain, he has to make it clear that this is something he's giving of his own free will and that is not to be taken lightly.

-I don't think he would or could ever tolerate being subjected to humiliation, degradation, or feeling emasculated. Subjecting a partner to that, sure, but I feel like that would actually be a severe trigger for him so someone calling him pathetic or questioning his manhood in the bedroom may very well get killed on the spot for it. He's buried a lot of his trauma from his uncle's abuse but those things awaken it.

-I don't think there's a specific kink community with a vocabulary or guidelines on Geidi Prime. I don't think he knows what a trigger or a safeword is. As established already in my fic, he doesn't fully understand the concept of aftercare and is pretty bad at providing it (so far.)

-Being an arena fighter on Geidi Prime basically makes him a rock star, and as such he does get his equivalent of groupies. He's never been in an actual romantic relationship, but people fascinated with his brutality in the arena have gotten curious about what he's like in the bedroom and while it doesn't happen all the time, he has sufficiently satisfied their curiosity.

-I'm not sure if this will end up making it into the fic, but I picture him as being predominantly but not exclusively attracted to women, and as someone who's had a couple of consensual encounters with men as an adult, partly out of genuine curiosity/interest and partly to reclaim some level of power.

-Spoilers for future chapters--I'm writing it that he doesn't have sex with his Darlings. They're a little too animalistic even for him. He doesn't mind if people assume he does, though, because of the danger and fear associated with it.

-He enjoys period sex. Nothing deeper about it, the man just likes blood. Will also enthusiastically go down on his partner during the heaviest days.

-So...here's where I'm worried it's going to get a little goofy. While he has a lot of kinks that would be considered adjacent to BDSM, as I said I don't picture there being a specific community. I wrote a scene that hasn't been posted yet of Feyd-Rautha using a flogger on the Reader character and her initially being terrified thinking it's a cat-of-nine-tails and calming down somewhat when she realizes it's not that severe. I'm worried it will seem ridiculous, but I could also picture him having something certain tools custom-made for him. It was one of the first scenes I wrote for this fic but am worried it will come across as tacky/not fitting for the environment. Granted, I'm not writing a particularly substantial fanfic. It's completely removed from the main plot and is mostly a combination of character study and smut so I think anyone who's enjoying it probably knows that it's not that deep. *

*Although to be clear, I'd love to hear from people on that they think.

#dune part two #dune 2 #feyd rautha #feyd rautha smut #feyd rautha harkonnen #feyd-rautha #feyd x reader

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ohlawdthebirds · 6 months ago

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The Heaviest Burdens

FREE PALESTINE FOREVER!!!

Good heavens, here is my (incredibly late) entry for @glitterypirateduck Ghost challenge. I used prompts 34, 47, 74, 80, 86, and 95. Hope y'all enjoy.

Platonic!141 x Reader; Ghost x Reader later on in the story (can also be read as platonic).

Summary: After a mission gone wrong, you find yourself at your wits end. Good thing your teammates are there to take care of you. And it's especially good that Ghost is there too.

CW: oh, this gets ANGSTY. Mentions of death, blood, mental breakdowns, and suicidal ideations.

The song that dragged me through this fic:

Returning to base after a mission was always rough. The trip back was typically silent, even if things went right. You and your teammates dreaded coming back to the mountain of paperwork that would undoubtedly crowd your desk for the better part of a week. Everyone had their routines when they got back: Price would nurse a cigar and lock himself in his office. Soap would pull out a journal and sketch until his pencil ran dull. Gaz would lose himself in a book or whatever hobby craft he’d decided to pick up that month. Ghost had a penchant for disappearing somewhere on base, only to turn up a few days later. You suspected he hid out in Soap’s room, but never bothered to check. Your ritual was a simple one: gearing down and meticulously cleaning your gear. Everything from your tac vest to your boots was scrubbed of dirt and debris, before being packed away for your next mission. It was something you looked forward to doing, a way to literally cleanse yourself from all that had happened.

The mission had been…horrible wasn’t a strong enough word. A hostage deal gone wrong; more blood spilled than saved. It was a literal mess, one that left more wounds than anticipated. The evac back to base was silent, no one daring to even look at each other. Price released you all to your respective rooms once the heli landed.

You trudged along, not stopping until you reached your room and locked the door behind you. The blood on your uniform had dried completely by that point, leaving dark red splotches across your arms, chest, and legs. It cracked and flaked off the more you moved. For a moment you stood in your room, too afraid to shift even the slightest bit.

The blood on your uniform was not your own. It was a hostage’s, a man that had been ripped from his normal life and thrust into danger. During the mission he’d told you about his family, the restaurant he wanted to open when all was said and done. You’d promised him you would visit his restaurant whenever it opened. The mission went south soon after that, with the militia group you were supposed to go after opening fire. Nearly none of the hostages made it. The only survivors were badly wounded and would carry deep-rooted scars with them for the rest of their lives. During ex-fil you saw the body of the man who told you his hopes and dreams. Your stomach curdled at the sight of him face down in a pool of his own blood. It was all you could do to keep from puking as your team filed into the chopper.

You gathered all of the cleaning supplies you used after every mission: hydrogen peroxide for the blood stains, laundry detergent for the dirt, a towel to lay everything down on, and washcloths and a toothbrush to scrub everything out. Once they were gathered in your arms, you set off for the communal bathrooms. Being that it was the middle of the night and dawn wasn’t for a good few hours, the bathroom was empty. You laid everything out on the countertop next to the sink and began stripping off your gear.

Well.

You tried to, at least.

Your gloves came off just fine. The buckles and straps on both sides of your tac vest, however, didn’t budge. Yanking at the Velcro did nothing. In fact, it seemed to tighten your vest even more. You sucked in a deep breath before giving up on the vest and moving on to something else. But even as you attempted to unbuckle your belt to take off your cargo pants, the leather stuck itself into the loops and tugging on it made it worse. You were sure you were going crazy; maybe it was the emotional toll of this particular mission that had you feeling scrambled and like everything was too tight, too close, too restricting. The final straw came in the form of your shoelaces being knotted too tightly and thus making it impossible for you to even slip off your boots.

A strangled noise erupted from your throat, something between a scream and a sob. It was too much. It was all too much. The mission, the way you couldn’t even wash away the blood of a good man, the way you knew this would happen again with whatever Laswell assigned your team next. It was entirely too much.

You collapsed to the floor. Sobs freely escaped you now with no fear of anyone finding you in the bathroom. At least, that’s what you figured until the door was shoved open. Price stepped in, eyes immediately finding your form crumpled to the ground. He was quick to kneel at your side, trying to assess whether or not you were about to collapse from an injury. Just as soon as you were about to lie and tell him you were fine, in rushed the rest of your teammates. There was no use lying then. They gathered around you, each of them asking some variation of what was wrong or if you were hurt. Your eyes fluttered shut as you took in a shaky breath.

“I’m fine,” you answered, “I just…I can’t get my uniform off.”

“That all, then? Why the crying?” Price asked.

Holding back more tears, you replied “The blood, it’s…it’s that guy, the- the one who wanted to open a restaurant once we got him to safety but…he’s dead, Price, he’s dead and his blood is on me, and I think it’s gonna be on me forever.”

You were full-on bawling by that point, fat teardrops rolling down your face and spilling onto the tile under your head.

“He’s dead and his family will never get to see him again. And us…we got away. We get away every time. We get hit with a few bullets, sure, but we always make it. Our one job was to keep those hostages alive, and we couldn’t manage that. And now there are families mourning loved ones they’ll never see again, and I can’t get this STUPID VEST OFF!”

Your teammates were silent, watching as you sobbed and feebly tried to wriggle out of your tac vest. Ghost was the first to intervein, laying his hands gently atop yours. You allowed him to move your hands back down to your sides before he fiddled with the buckles and Velcro straps of your vest. To your surprise, it all came loose in his grasp. The vest was slipped from over your head and put to the side. Soap and Price followed Ghost’s lead, Soap working on your belt and Price making quick work of your bootlaces. Everything was removed and handed over to Gaz, who’d taken notice of the set up on the counter and was working to get every stain off your uniform.

You laid there, on the cold tile, aided by your teammates. At one point, Ghost and Soap had gathered paper towels from the dispenser next to the sink and ran them under water until they were damp. They both squatted next to you and wiped the dried blood from your skin. It was something close to a baptism, a rebirth. The grime was scrubbed from your skin and soul. Ghost grabbed a new bunch of paper towels, ran them under cool water, and gently scrubbed the dirt and tears from your face.

You sniffled, inwardly cringing at just how pathetic you felt. This was your job, right? This wasn’t anything new to you, so there was no reason for it to affect you this much. And yet, as you thought of the man who told you his hopes and dreams, your eyes couldn’t help but well up once more. Ghost took notice of the way your eyes glossed over. He pressed the towels against your eyelids, drawing up the tears before they could spill.

“Let’s get you back to your room, yeah? Gaz, y’almost done with the gear?”

“Yep, just got the last stain out.”

Ghost grunted in approval. You sniffed once more before shifting on the tiles and standing up. Everyone followed suit, Gaz and Soap gathering your gear and cleaning supplies while Price and Ghost flanked either side of you. The trek out the bathroom and back to your barrack was a quiet one. No one dared breathe a word, not even to crack a joke at you being in nothing but a sweaty shirt, underwear, and socks.

Ghost pushed open your door and stepped back to let you enter. You did, albeit quite stiffly, and came to an awkward stop in the middle of the room. What were you even supposed to do now? It felt wrong to let yourself rest after failing to save the lives you were entrusted with. Your teammates made the decision for you, Gaz and Ghost storing your gear and cleaning supplies away, Soap clicking on your string lights, bathing the room in a warm glow. Price steered you towards your desk chair instead of your bed, a decision you were grateful for. Ghost soon slipped from the room. You didn’t bother commenting on it.

When little else could be done, your teammates readied themselves to leave the room. As they left, they made a point to touch you in some way: Price, a pat on the shoulder; Soap, a light punch against your bicep; Gaz, a quick squeeze to your hand. You were left alone, listening to the hum of the building around you, the water pipes creaking in the walls and the faint hum of the fluorescent lights in the hallway. To say you felt numb was the understatement of the century. You could still hear the echoes of screaming and gunfire, could still smell the blood and smoke. The room around you faded into nothingness. You were content to be stuck in a void of your own creation until a knock on the open door startled you.

You looked up, only to be met with the sight of three very weird things:

Ghost’s face. His bare face, devoid of both his mask and the black grease paint normally smeared over his eyes. Scars were etched throughout his skin, a particularly long one running from the top of his right lip to the bottom of his chin.

Ghost holding two steaming mugs of tea, a book tucked underneath his arm.

Ghost wearing gray sweatpants and…

“Is that my shirt?” You croaked out.

Ghost’s torso was draped in the fabric of a comically large shirt that you’d gotten from a concert a few years back. It was a band you’d been dying to see and when you went to buy merch, the only thing the vendors had left was a t-shirt nearly the size of a blanket. You rarely wore it, always having to fold and tie it up to make it even remotely wearable. Ghost fared no better. Even with his impressive stature the shirt pooled around his neck, falling to the middle of his thighs.

“Nabbed it from your closet earlier. Looked comfortable.”

A strained chuckle left you. Ghost nudged the door closed and walked closer. Once he came nearer, he placed one of the mugs on the desk behind you, before heading towards your closet once more. He dug around for a moment before unearthing a plain cotton shirt and sweatpants that matched his own. Ghost tossed them over to you and leaned further into the closet.

“Y’can change. M’not lookin’.”

You complied, peeling your shirt from your torso and pulling on the shirt and sweatpants.

“You can look now,” You said.

Ghost leaned back out and shut the closet door. He moved back and sat on the edge of your bed. He cracked open his book, sipped at his tea, and for a moment you were sure you were losing your mind. How did you go from being covered in gore to the domestic scene in front of you?

“W-what are you doing?”

Ghost quirked a brow at you. “Readin’ about America’s war crimes. Lotta CIA-backed coups in here. More than I thought, really.”

“No, I mean what are you doing here in my room? You don’t…” You trailed off.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” You finished.

The soft thump of his book shutting didn’t startle you. What did was the way Ghost leaned in, eyes locked on yours. It was the most amount of direct eye contact you had ever received from him and good heavens was it unnerving.

“D’you remember a few months back, when I twisted my ankle during ex-fil? And instead of waiting for me to hobble on, you threw me over your shoulder and booked it to the helo?”

“So what, is this your way of breaking even? D’you feel like you owe me or something?”

Ghost shook his head. “Nah, none of the sort. But you came through for me. You…you normally do. Figured it was time to do the same.”

You picked up the mug from the desk, letting its warmth seep into your fingers. Ghost had made a cuppa similar to his, black tea with a generous helping of milk and sugar. You sipped at it, oddly comforted by the taste.

“This is good,” you mumbled, more to the cup than the man in front of you. Ghost nodded, picked up his book, and resumed reading. It wasn’t until you were met with the dregs and the bottom of your mug that you spoke again.

“Ghost? D’you ever think you’re in the wrong line of work?”

Ghost halted. You caught the way his grip tightened on his book ever so slightly. He didn’t respond. On a normal day, you would’ve just let it go, let the question hang unanswered in the air. But your day had been far from normal.

“I just…I know no one really wants to join the armed forces, but they do so for one reason or another. I joined because I had nothing else going on. I didn’t know if university would work out and figured I may be of some use here. And you wanna know something, Ghost?”

Your fingers clenched around your mug.

“I didn’t think I would live this long. Figured I’d be taken out, whether it be by my own hand or someone else’s. It’s all so unfair…those hostages had lives, they had dreams, and they had hope. Me? I don’t have that. Haven’t for a while. So why do I get to come home in one piece while they don’t?”

Tears welled up in your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night. A few escaped, sliding down your chin and neck. You didn’t bother wiping them away.

“Why do I get to live when I don’t deserve to? We…we kill for a living, Ghost! We take orders from higher-ups who get to decide who’s the bad guy and who’s not, and we have to listen because that’s what we’re paid to do. But these are real people with real lives, and we failed them!”

You were sobbing once more, tears now running freely. The mug slipped from your hands and dropped to the floor. You paid it no mind, hunching over and curling into yourself as best you could on the desk chair. Ghost placed his book aside, moving to your side in one large step. He crouched to the floor, something his knees vehemently disagreed with. In a move that shocked you, Ghost gently clasped your arms and brought you up from the chair. He steered you in the direction of your bed, waiting until you sank down on the mattress. You laid back into your pillows. Ghost joined you, waiting until your sobbing calmed into unsteady hiccups. He brought up the edge of his (technically your) shirt and blotted away your tears.

“I don’t know what to tell you. Wish I did,” Ghost lamented. “This is all I’ve known for quite some time now, and I don’t know if I know how to do anything else. If it’s any help to you, at least you know you’re still got a heart.”

You looked over at him through bleary eyes.

“What’s that mean?” “Means you’ve still got your humanity. I’d be more worried if this didn’t bother you.”

“And what about you? Does it all bother you?” Ghost was quiet for a moment before answering.

“It does.”

You shifted onto your side, nestling your face into your pillow.

“If you weren’t here…if you weren’t with the SAS, what would you be doing? And don’t say you’re not sure. Just…give me something, anything.”

A hum rumbled somewhere deep in Ghost’s chest.

“Think I’d be a dog-sitter. Just hang out with dogs all day.”

You let out a shaky giggle. “Yeah, that sounds like you. You’re always hanging around Riley.”

“What about you? I know you said uni wouldn’t have worked out, but what else would you wanna do?”

You thought about it for a long moment. “I think…I think being an astronaut would be cool. Getting to float around in space, getting to discover new planets, aliens and stuff. I’d like that.”

“Aliens huh?”

“Yeah. Aliens,” you say.

Ghost shifted on his back. He lifted a huge arm up and over, letting it dangle just above your head. It took you a moment to realize he was inviting you to lean into him. You accepted, scooching in and letting your face rest against his side. Ghost dropped his arm and let it rest against your back, his hand drifting up and down your spine.

You think back over the day, the pain and death surrounding you. Never did you think it would result in this softness, this care enveloping you. You felt exhaustion inching throughout your mind and body, quickly beckoning you into sleep. You nestled into Ghost’s side further.

“Ghost?”

He hummed, nearing sleep himself.

“Thank you.”

Ghost didn’t reply. He simply held you tighter.

#Spotify #ghostchallenge #simon ghost riley x reader #task force 141 x reader

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likehephaestionwhodied · 1 year ago

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Hi! I saw your comment on leatherdaddies/leather/kink at pride and you mentioned how this type of masculinity isn't meant to be performed for a het audience, and removing that framework is essentially hollowing out this type of masculinity. (?) I've been looking into modern media portrayals of non hegemonic masculinity and I was wondering if you had some good intro sources for leather culture? Based on the info in that post I'm wondering if there's some bleed through with pop culture/TV and the modern pop cowboy/space western but I could just be jumping to conclusions. At any rate would sill love and appreciate any recs you would be able to give--if not, totally understand! Either way I love the info that you added to that post a lot!!

It's like you knew I didn't want to be working on my thesis and have come to save me.

Okay so, it really depends on what you want for like "sources for leather culture" because if it's leather culture as it exists today put on your tightest Levis, and your heaviest leather boots and go to the local gay bar on leather night and make friends (easier said than done I know I've always lived in rural America, also pls don't go gawk leathermen we can tell) But if you want historic sources that I can help you with better.

The two books I cite the most in my thesis when it comes to leather masculinity are 1. Urban Aboriginals: A Celebration of Leathersexuality by Geoff Mains and 2. The Leatherman's Handbook by Larry Townsend.

The first is much easier to get your hands on than the second. You can just by Urban Aboriginals on Amazon or Thriftbooks or bookshops, probably even your local gay bookstore if you have one, it's still in print. I have the third edition I love that book SO MUCH it was originally published in the early 80s, and I use it as a reflection of the "golden" age of Leather in the 1970s.

Unfortunately, The Leatherman's Handbook and The Leatherman's Handbook II are out of print. That is not to say you can't get your hands on them. I spent an obscene amount of money to buy the pair on ebay. But also, I once found a Lesbian SM reader in my school's library, so you might beable to get it though an interlibrary loan? or maybe a pdf exists?

Another useful text that I cite quite a bit is Leather Folk: Radical Sex, People, Politics, and Practice, edited by Mark Thompson. This is an anthology of essays written by, you guessed it, leatherfolk both gay men and others. (I am assuming because of the post that you are most interested in gay leathermen)

Regarding the rest of your post on pop-culture portrayals of non-hegemonic masculinity (I am assuming you are using that term in an academic "I've read R.W. Connell" way, if not RIP, sorry again I'm working my thesis the first chapter of which is very "I'm Read R.W. Connell") I have one thing to say:

I am 90% sure only three of these men are gay, that only three of these men are intimately aware of the costumes they are wearing. David Hodo, the construction worker, Randy Jones the Cowboy, and Glenn Hughes. I wish I could find the photo of the three of them in their costumes with one very important detail, a single button of their 501s is undone. If you are a gay man crusing in the 1970s you own a pair of levi 501s that are so tight you have to shimmy into them, and you leave one of the buttons undone to make your dick bigger. You can also just tell when they're dancing who understood the assaignment.

I give all this information because the village people have such a weird relationship with the gay community. I haven't done a lot of work with them specifically so I'm sure someone is gonna read this and know xyz. But these guys are named after the west village, where gay men lived in new york, and got their start preforming for gay men. the costumes they wear are of course different types of masculinity idealized in the gay community. Their songs (at least the first iteration of the village people) are usually about gay things. YMCA is of course about crusing, but "San Francisco" from their debut is even more overt along side "Go West," "In the Navy," and "macho man"

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I've inserted this video as a visual so when I say, "the three gay ones understand the assignment," you know what I mean, their performance is campy where, where the other two are missing that.

But deconstructing the Village people, or at least the three queerest ones takes an understanding of queer history. In the same way that the Leatherman is a "biker," the construction worker is not really a construction worker (this is not to say that Leathermen are not often bikers, they are) The construction worker is a "Clone" the promiscuous gay men of the 70s who wore Levi jeans, work boots, tight t-shirts, and flannel and solicited sex from other clones in public. Similarly, the cowboy might be a cowboy, but he might also be one of the hundreds of men who hung out at western-themed bars (closely related to leather) and are the prototype of the bear. All three of these particular queer masculinities resist the feminine archetype of queer men HOWEVER, when produced for mass conception, they are camped up.

I think that this would be an instructive place for you to start, I don't know that I can help with more modern pop-culture though.

#leather history #queer history

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oddmawd · 1 month ago

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11, 20, 39, 48, & 77 for the fic writer ask game!

11. what’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?

I definitely worry about research! But I don't let research stop me from writing a story if it ends up derailing my plot/idea. Nothing some fantasy magic can't fix! Some stories I worry more than others, though. The amount of chess research I put into The Art of Queen Sacrifice took weeks to accrue...

Something neat: I learned a ton about kintsugi for The Grasp of Gilded Strings. Urushi, a tree sap used in traditional kintsugi, can cause rashes and really irritate the skin. It can also contact spread over surfaces. ALWAYS WEAR GLOVES WHEN HANDLING THIS MATERIAL! But most modern kintsugi kits don't use urushi and go for synthetic alternatives.

20. what is your favorite trope to write?

mutual pining, baby, i need slow burn romances to HURT...I love a couple that is secretly crazy about each other but neither of them wants to admit it. Whoever admits it first opens themselves up for rejection. Watching characters circle around each other while testing the other, dying of thirst for even a scrap of reciprocated feelings, is like a drug to me.

39. are you an avid reader?

tbh i haven't been reading as much as i'd like lately...classic "i read three books a day as a kid but as an adult i have trouble getting lost in the words like i used to" story...but i still read as much as i can, time and bandwidth permitting

48. do you reread your own stories?

ALL THE TIME...i do it to get back into a story after spending time away, and sometimes i just do it for fun! i like my stories; i write the things i wish i could read, and that makes the stories perfectly suited to my tastes and needs

if there's a story you want to read, YOU HAVE TO JUST WRITE IT YOURSELF! <3 :D

77. how do you write kissing scenes?

kissing on the mouth is gross tbh LMAO i don't enjoy writing about kissing AT ALL...i tend to treat it delicately and i don't go into the heaviest detail about specific tongue/lip action hahahahahah, i just try to give a poetic/artful overview before moving on to other matters

i just wrote a smutty scene in The Art of Queen Sacrifice and the kissing got 3 sentences of text...everything else got thousands of words LMAO I'M SORRY Y'ALL I JUST DON'T LIKE KISSING, IT'S A TEXTURE THING FOR ME

thank you so much for this ask, i love answering these and you made my dayyyyyy <3....ask meme can be found HERE!

#fanfic writer ask game #ask game #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic writer #ao3

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I wonder if they'll shoot all the Lestat flashbacks in French. I am kind of hoping not. I enjoyed the sexy blood-sharing Armand/Lestat scene in French, and I totally get what Assad means about feeling more Armand-like in French, but for Sam especially, that would be a LOT of doing scenes in another language while also having to be super emotionally present for the heaviest possible scenes...like, would it interfere with the emotion of the Magnus stuff, or the more emotional Nicki stuff, or the more emotional stuff with Gabrielle, if he's having to do ALL of that in a language he doesn't fluently speak? Not to mention I wonder if AMC or Rolin would want such large chunks of the show in another language -- I mean, they found a way for the theatre des vampires to not speak French.

But I do have a lot of trust in Rolin, so if he has them do the scenes in French, then I believe that he doesn't think it will interfere with the emotion.

(this is a much more minor concern, but I also personally would rather not see what I'm sure would be ENDLESS comments on Sam not having a good French accent, that would just be so tiresome as part of the weekly discourse about the show. Assad speaking French so well is praiseworthy for sure, but I just don't care if Sam has a proper contemporary French accent -- he's a character from the 1800s French countryside, he technically wouldn't sound like any contemporary speaker, and embodying a character is about a lot more than technically accurate accents in any case (I get how that could be more of an issue for French viewers, but the show isn't really being made for French viewers, any more than a French show with an American or British character is being made for a native English-speaking audience) -- and Sam does such an incredible job, as Rolin has talked about so much, of making Lestat sound kind of alien and other and immortal. And actually, Assad talked about that -- that seeing how Sam placed his voice and used his voice to sound like a 200-year-old being helped him decide what to do with Armand's voice), and THAT is what acting is.)

Sorry, this is long, and just to be clear it's not a negative response to what Assad said -- I love him and I 100% get what he means about the sensuality of the language informing Armand, and he did that so brilliantly, that scene between him and Madeleine was particularly incredible. I had just been wondering before I saw this post about the French in the show and feeling a tad concerned that making all the flashbacks in French would undermine their emotional impact. But again, I trust Rolin, so it's not something I'm going to worry about -- just had to get the thoughts out lol

I can't find my reply now, but somebody else actually asked me about whether or not I thought the flashbacks would all be in French a week or two ago, and they similarly hoped not given the ask that would be on the actors (especially Sam). They actually had the great idea of them starting in French and then Daniel in the interview being like 'um, Lestat, I don't speak French so how about we do this in English' which is both hilarious and feels tonally in line with the show?

I've been percolating on it since too, and after re-reading parts of TVL for this fic I'm writing, I've been thinking it'd actually work on a thematic level to keep the very early flashbacks in French and then go to English when Lestat and Nicki reconnect as adults? There's so much stress in the books on the fact that Nicki is educated and has been living in Paris while Lestat has not only not been educated and kept so isolated and ignorant in the countryside, but is effectively entirely illiterate (he can only read and write his own name and a few prayers and bible passages in the book). Nicki not only completely opens up his world when they reconnect, but becomes his primary source of what's happening in the world and a vital communicator for him when they leave the Auvergne for Paris. Lestat relies on him to both read and write the letters from and to Gabrielle, learns the scripts for the plays through Nicki reciting them to him, and has Nicki read him the reviews for his work.

I feel like the language in the flashbacks shifting to English at that moment could be a really good way to signify Lestat's world shifting from one of isolation, abuse and neglect to him breaking free of that? It's also interesting in signifying both Lestat's level of genuine love and connection to Nicki as lovers, artists and like-minded souls, but also the fact that they were pretty pretty co-dependent / needed each other to survive in Paris given Lestat couldn't read, write or work without Nicki, and Nicki couldn't have moved back to Paris without the money Gabrielle gave Lestat nor the job Lestat got him at Renaud's theatre. But yeah, I think to move to English there would make a lot of sense as it marks Lestat kind of entering the world / cosmopolitan society? It would also mean Sam's doing most of the heavier flashbacks in English.

(And yeah, parts of the fandom are....odd about Sam).

#assad's french accent IS amazing #and i don't want to diminish that at all either #he's such a wonderful actor #but he does also live in europe #australia's out here #the only island that's also a country that's also a continent #with each vowel being every vowel i'm AMAZED when i hear an australian who sounds anything except australian adjacent #which isn't to say we're not a multicultural country because we are #there's just no way to visit other countries or be visited by people from other countries in a car #and that does come with a level of geographic isolation which i think people internationally sometimes don't realise #iwtv asks #welcome to my ama

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servin-up-surveys · 8 months ago

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survey #203

Who has made the biggest sacrifice for you? My mom, for sure.

Who is the most overbearing person you know? Our landlord/family "friend." It's hard to call her that by now.

Do you still remember your first kiss? I do.

Are you happy with where you are relationship-wise now? In general yes, but I do wish Girt and I had more time with just each other, not sharing houses with parents. I do sometimes wish we had our own place already, but I'm also very understanding of why we don't, both from my side and his. Sometimes I just get impatient and feel like I don't get to be a real adult.

How many kids do you want to have? Realistically none, there is a thick-ass book of reasons why I should not have a child.

Have you ever purposely given someone the wrong number? No.

Who’s the last person you smoked weed with? I've never smoked anything.

Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos? Permanently.

Who is the person you have hurt the most? I'm going to assume Sara, but I have no way of knowing that for sure.

Who is the person that has hurt you the most? Jason. Sara's right behind him, though. She's SAID more hurtful things.

Who’s the last guy to give you roses? Girt.

Did your parents do drugs when they were younger? I'm aware that Dad did while he was with Mom but before us kids were born.

The first thing I’d do after winning the lottery is… Buy Mom a house that's perfect for her.

The videos that always make me laugh are… Game Grumps ones.

One of my favorite writers is… Margaret Atwood. I'd like to read more of her stuff.

One of my favorite singers is… Freddie Mercury, RIP king.

What’s a favorite hobby of yours? RP. I want to branch off to more animal RPs, I've just had trouble finding places that aren't overly complicated or are my style.

I think a good source of therapy is… Journaling.

A friend who I can always be myself around is… I feel zero shame being fully myself around Tez and Mazzy. I think it's important to mention here that I KNOW I can be 100% myself around Girt, I'm just so wildly afraid of rejection/judgment/being seen as "weird" that I'm still sometimes needlessly hesitant. I've gotten better about it, though.

Something helpful to lose weight is… Not a very helpful response, but real talk, the most reliable "how to" I've found is to be in a good mental health state. My heaviest era took place during my saddest, and my healthiest weights post-initial mass weight gain came from periods where I was mentally well. NO, you do NOT need to be "okay" to lose weight, I'm just saying historically, that stood out for me.

A fear of mine is… Aside from the answers I normally give, for some variety, slugs. I'm very afraid of them just because of their sliminess and general texture. I will scream if I see one, and will NOT touch something one is on, even though I know how stupid that is, it's like I expect them to bolt up my arm when they're fuckin slugs, bro lmao. I want to overcome this fear, I actually think visually slugs are quite cute, and they're also helpful organisms that are just so harmless, but I'm so freaked out by them. It's funny, I'm not scared of snails at all; it's like put a shell on their back and suddenly the cuteness overrides the "ew slimy" reaction.

If you knew me well, you’d gift me… Anything meerkat-related, for sure. You could literally gift me a single Mountain Dew Voltage and I'll deem you a saint, haha.

Who is someone you’ve been enjoying watching on YouTube recently? I've actually been watching some Good Mythical Morning again! I'm wondering if perhaps my hyperfixation is cycling back around, haha. Maybe I just have three of them that rotate in my head like a rotisserie chicken.

Who was the last of your friends to have a baby? I think Bethany?

Which family member did you get your height from? My mom.

Which TV channel did you watch the most as a kid? Animal Planet.

Who is your favorite cousin? I don't have a favorite cousin.

If you had to choose a country to live in besides your own, which country would you choose? Probably Canada. Sucks major ass that you can't have hognose snakes as pets there, but.

Do you think you look better with long hair or short hair? Short.

What did the last mask you wore look like? It was an oxygen mask lmao

Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? I officially have now as of the second asthma attack.

What color was your nursery when you were a baby? I didn't have my own nursery that I remember. I had a crib in my parents' room, at least in the house we moved into when I was like, two. I don't remember the house I was actually born into whatsoever.

When is the next time you will attend a family reunion? Where will it be? We don't have these.

Do you like cereal? What would you consider your favorite kind of cereal? I do. I think the chocolate Krave is my favorite.

What’s your favorite lollipop flavor? Strawberry or watermelon.

Who did you last hold hands with? My boyfriend.

What sounds help you sleep? Rain on the window. A fan.

Do you have a loud or more soft laugh? LOUD bitch I am a hyena

Do you like to dip your fries in a frosty or ice cream? No, I don't get the appeal of this.

Cookies or brownies? Brownies.

Are you a fan of musicals? I'm really not.

Have you ever stargazed with someone? Yes.

What color is the vehicle you ride in most often? White.

What’s your favorite kind of pasta? Just ordinary spaghetti with meatballs.

Would you say you’re a condescending person? Not at all.

Have you ever mowed a lawn? No, that is not a chore I ever want to have.

What’s the last song you listened to? Pretty sure it was "Back In School" by Mother Mother.

Are you content with your social life? No. I wish I had a few more friends and did more things with these people.

Have you ever had edible flowers? I've had honey from honeysuckles.

Do you read other people’s survey answers? I read my friends' answers. And of course sometimes when copying surveys from randoms, I can't help but read some of their answers just because my eyes naturally graze over the words, but I don't pay real attention.

Do you work better alone or in a group? ALONE. I was one of those students in school that was often allowed to work alone when things were meant to be group projects; my teachers liked me and also had faith in my ability to deliver, so they respected how I was comfortable working.

What are 3 essential items you won’t leave the house without? My phone and inhaler are the only real musts. I carry my wallet in my purse too (where my phone and inhaler are too), and it has important cards in there, such as my blood type in case of some wild emergency where I need a blood transfusion and I'm nonresponsive.

Do you enjoy spicy foods? I do.

What is something you want to be remembered for? I advocated for love and peace and kindness towards our planet and all that live in it.

Do you like pickles? I love dill pickles.

What is something you take a lot of pictures of? MY CAT lmfao deadass

What is your favorite thing about the beach? Being in the water. I'm one of those people that love being smacked (but not totally abused lol) by the waves, being tossled a bit and stuff. If reminds me how small I am, how inconsequential my ass is in the giant scope of the universe and even just this single planet. It's VERY freeing from anxiety, I just feel very peaceful when I'm in the ocean. I hate the salty wind, I hate the yucky sand and walking through it and having it stick to your wet body, but being in the ocean is an S-tier experience for me.

Are you afraid of snakes? Not at all, snakes are some of my favorite animals on the planet. Like sure, I'm going to be respectful to venomous species and give them space, but even those I'm not properly "afraid" of.

Do you think frogs are ugly? No, they're cuties!

Name three things that you find refreshing. A nice cold drink, a cool breeze, and the taste of mint.

What is your favorite vegetable? Broccoli or well-prepared green beans.

Do you own any succulents? No, just fake decorative ones. I'd kinda like to try taking care of a real succulent, so long as it was hardy. I don't have full faith in myself with taking care of plants.

What is your least favorite shade of green? That like, puke green color. bleh

Do you like olives? No.

What are three of your favorite insects (or insects that you think look cool)? Butterflies, moths, mantises. I wanna mention ladybugs too, they're so cute, but I think they've gotta come in 4th place.

Would you ever dye your hair green? I have done this before, like a mossy green color and I loved it.

Are you a tea drinker? I hate tea. Any kind I've ever tried.

Do you like mangoes? So I'm funny with mangoes. Mango flavor? It's one of my favorites! But the texture of real mangoes is so fucking repulsive to me, I can't eat them. I was SO disappointed when I tried one the first time.

What’s your hair texture? It's VERY thick. Smooth, I guess. Mostly straight, mild waviness.

Do you play games on your phone? Yeah, I enjoy PokemonGO, DragonVale, Dragons of Atlantis, and Amaru (it's a self-care pet but has "game" traits to it).

Is acting something you’d enjoy? Are you convincing? No, I would feel VERY uncomfortable.

In what ways are you immature? I am very attached to/reliant on my mother.

Are the Olympics something you get into? Not at all.

Chocolate, strawberry, or vanilla milkshake? Chocolate or vanilla, depending on my mood.

What’s something or someone you’ll always defend? Gay rights. Access to safe abortion. Equality of all sorts. Lots of stuff.

#survey #surveys #personal questions #personal surveys #random questions #random surveys #questionnaire

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I'm sorry for asking but do you know maybe when you will post next chapter???? 😂😂 I'm so fucking exited for the next chapter!!!!! crawling thr walls, giggling, kicking my feet up

I'm such a fan of billy, stu and yn dynamic!! And I think the reason I'm most exited about it's because next chapter will kind of circulate around it??? Hdjeoeoe billy finally realized how much they care for us because of the almost death situation and stu I think will be a lot more careful around us because he got quite scared too! I know they will be kind of angry bc of our fight after Sidneys dad death but still!!

Also I'm literally so crazy about fights and characters being disappointed in others, so I'm banging the walls of my cage of excitement to see the characters find out we've been helping Billy n stu!!! Like. I want so much to the car photo get out!!!!! I really wanna see (read lmao) the look in Gales face when she finds put shes right!(I mean not really but after something like in her head anything we say is going to be a lie). I can see Dewey being the forgive but not forget type of guy even in this, but he will be so sad!!! I mean he see us as his little sister after Tatums dead, and he will be fucking devastated. And don't even get me started on Meeks! Hes going to blow up like a fuckibg bomb! Hes not going to be sad, hes going to be angry and betrayed as fuck, maybe with time hell listen to our side of the story but till then jdjeiiekendo. In this situation I hope b&s will at least be like "well fuck" for us, and if a situation of every surviver/killer of the woodsboro massacre are put in a room together happens, if they defend us oh godd lmaooo everything will go fucking downhill!!! Fucking love it!

😂😂 sorry for the question and the rant after it! Love your fic! I've been reading it since like the 15th chapter of the first book got out💗💗

Hopefully this weekend! I'm like 7k words in I just gotta add a little more and refine it (Might have to make a pt 2 or another chapter idk bc I was hoping this one would be the final for TT 😬)

No, I ttly understand!!! I have a whole plot in my head and it's urging me to keep going nm how meh I ever feel about this fic bc Randy finding out or Dewey or whoever else I have in mind will be THEE MOST angst ridden heart breaking thing that I'll read over and over after I write it 🥲 Randy and Dewey would be absolutely devastated 💔 And I'm still curious even with my own writing exactly how I'm tying them all 3 together 10 years later while making it beileveable

Thank you sm for the support I adore reviews like this 😭💘 especially since TT has been by far the worst for me to write! Not only did the first chapter happen right when my grandma died this last year that I was extremely close to but this year kind of sucked ass for me and having to write for my least favorite Scream movie with the heaviest plot in the whole series as far as these 3 together trying to solve their problems has been A DRAG. Srsly I never thought this would take me almost an entire year to write when I dished out Set up and Sequels within a few months. BUT I'm really excited for 4, Jill is one of my fav Ghostfaces and seeing their dynamic and playing out what I have in store for Randy and Yn and Dewey etc.

#Sequels was my fav to write bc even tho I liked doing Set Up most of it was just following the movie and I wasn't as confident in writing #thamk you again btw this was so sweet to read 🥰💞

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evelyne-am · 2 years ago

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20th march 2023

DAY7

I am Writing todays post from where rehearsal ended yesterday. I think that might work for some posts I don’t know. I actually came in Sir‘s car yesterday, I felt very encouraged that he likes the music though there is a part of me that feels like this is not what I wanted to do. I wanted to do everything but music for a couple of months. But also like after 10 minutes of the actual conversation that I needed to have , very aware that it was a bit awkward for me to be riding with M and Sir. Needed to chat and do my post rehearsals social media stuff but I couldn’t obviously I was like on high alert. I shall henceforth not be such a teachers pet and use my own transport (unless we actually need more meetings)

It was our first night off after ages and even though I now have so much to do I took it. Had my mum‘s birthday stuff and then I got my hair done and went to a party, the last one before Ramadan and met lots of musician friends. I told some of them about what I’m doing, and some of them I didn’t. It’s not a secret or anything, it’s just not being advertised as such right now because to be honest who knows if I will be thrown out for doing something wrong. Don’t wanna take anything for granted. I know I said today on my day off I will be elaborating on the play, but if you’ve been reading every day you know that my day off is not a day off anymore. But I did party too much last night and spent most of the day recovering. I also had to schedule so many things still doing so . There’s this bloody flat that I’ve taken (no no I love my flat) in the middle of my tour couple of months back that I kept on thinking after my tour is over I will sit and get bearings on, I will sit and do my finances for the past five months, I will make a routine for gym and eating healthy because I’ve been gaining some weight in the last two months post Covid. I have thought I would do a bit of it today on my day off but of course I could not. I feel something in my personal life is bugging me when it comes to how much I have allowed people to affect my decisions in the past, how much I have taken peoples advice without knowing that my pulse and my life and my career and my needs are different from everyone so the only person who understand that is me. having this unestablished new home, my cat in another house, everything is a bit unsettled when I need myself to be settled so I can also focus deeply on this really important topic that I really don’t know much about that I have to embody if I want to play an actual acting role. I really really don’t want to be just on the music team.

Anyway I guess having some space from being on the run from 7 am has allowed certain things for me to surface in my personal life. But it is what it is, I have to balance my music projects remaining, my decisions that I made that might have been wrong and now can’t Undo, And maybe some future thinking in the middle of all this. That’s life. The way I had thought that I would shut everything down and just be inside the story is a bit unrealistic. But one thing I’ve done completely is cut myself off from social stuff, I’m getting a new Sim so I can have a new WhatsApp as well, I have too many groups social, work, hobbies. And I like to chat it’s a whole thing. I chat a lot I spend most of my social media time on WhatsApp. Anyway depression is kicking in a bit, don’t feel like doing my 10,000 steps today but rather eating doughnuts and fried chicken (which I do) but I make it to the park and that’s where I am writing this right now.

DC has once again made me a recording of M2 story, I tried to listen to it while I’m having lunch, but the actual details of this one are a bit more gory than M 1 . For some reason I have thought M1 was the heaviest one. In the book it’s what was the end. Might be the last one. But when we were reading the book with everyone together, Sir had mentioned that M1 will go first. I think I understand why. M1 is the a relatable one for people like me or you. M2 on the other hand is more than a stones throw away. M2 story is so different I’m struggling to get inside it and I am really worried that tomorrow everyone will be in their second week zone and I will be on my first day zone again. I hope MQ is faring better than I am with M1. Bloody hell there’s also the music part I just got a text with some more music stuff, I’ve told M that I’m struggling to do so many things at once. And she said to take it easy, but I know. Our rehearsals are supposed to start at 8:30, but actually we get there at eight and we start our basic warmup, almost no one ever shows up after 8:10. It’s that kind of dedication here even though we are told to allow ourselves to have other things and keep our priorities steady, there is an urgency there’s only two months left The Script isn’t even done the music hasn’t even been composed, there’s a lot to do and I realise that. I wanted to take today to do a bit of me time and I probably will for a small amount but I may stay up and do my music stuff, don’t want this to be dragged behind because of me.

Came back to write some more. I am taking a little bit of me time listening to some tunes cooking having a drink, I’ve got my 10,000 steps in (even though I ate fried chicken and a doughnut). I’m going to try and get my friends and family to help me be a bit more regimented with my eating and working out habits, I can’t be depressed and fighting at a time like this I need to be on my a game if not For anyone but these ladies these ladies whose stories we are supposed to be telling. It's a battle in my head between my real focus of this bigger than me thing and then my little world me. Today SHAW had an event of his company and I guess forgot to invite me. In the past month have I become so off people's radar is that even my closest friends in the industry are forgetting that I exist? But Is that not what I wanted? Didn’t I want to drop off the planet for a little bit, not do the whole Glam celebrity thing, or the social life thing. But last night when I got my hair done and went to meet friends I took a couple of photos. I felt really good as a part of me that actually really enjoys that and I want to honour it. But I also want to remember it’s just three months, it’s okay if people forget you for three months, when the play releases the play will shine and with it so will you AM.

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Packing: Self-Supported + Hotel Tour

(part 2 of 5) I'm gradually going through past trip notebooks and random Google Docs and jotting down all my packing lists in one place.

For a week-long ride like Berlin->Copenhagen which is self-contained but involves staying in hotels every night and is not far from civilization, I pack fairly light, since I have to carry everything on the bike and don’t have to carry camping gear or significant food or bike repair tools. This type of trip often involves a few days after the riding in a city, so I want clothing I feel comfortable walking around or going out to a restaurant in.

A good list for me for what I can fit in two small panniers (in addition to the tools / accessories / etc already on the “always on the bike” list):

Clothes:

(2x) padded bike shorts, to wash alternate pairs in hotel sink each night (3x is more convenient in case one doesn't dry in time)

(2x) quick-dry boxers (also to wash in sink)

(6x) socks

(2x) wool t-shirts to bike + walk in (assuming moderate climate)

(1x) long shorts (to wear over padded shorts, with pockets)

(1x) basic sleeping t-shirt

light gym shorts (to change into immediately at end of ride to “let everything breathe”)

small pack towel, mostly for impromptu swimming stops (since hotels will have towels)

bathing suit (redundant a bit w/ gym shorts)

flip flops

bike cap

rain shell / windbreaker

jeans (wore on plane, then packed away and saved to dress more presentably in the evening or on "city days")

one light + fast-drying long-sleeve shirt

one warmer button-up shirt (worn onto plane, then does dual duty as warmth or "looking more presentable in restaurant")

I just ride in regular shoes that are good for walking as well

Electronics + Paper:

outlet adapter

phone charger + cable

bike computer + microUSB cable

front and rear lights (also microUSB rechargeable)

noise-canceling headphones (a luxury, helps with sleeping on international flight, may skip next time)

larger USB battery pack (enough to recharge everything overnight in case of a hotel without enough working outlets for me + travel partner)

notebook and two pens (having your own pen is frequently useful at border crossings)

kindle or paper book

phrasebook

passport / ID / vax certificates / etc depending on trip

Other:

panniers (ideally with external pockets or ability to ride open-top to hold bulkier items like bottle of olive oil / wine / beer, loaf of bread, etc)

dopp kit

several days of my favorite pick-me-up snacks

safety pins (quick garment repair + clean out debris in phone port), duct tape, zip ties

map

masks

a few Covid rapid tests

earplugs

extra ziplock bags

two trash bags (for double-bagging possessions in panniers in heavy rain)

backup pair of glasses

Sometimes I add:

waterproof pants and shoe covers (useful in rain, but I also find they get sweaty easily, and in the heaviest rain I find water still finds a way in after a few hours, and they take up a lot of space). A blog reader suggested looking up "Rain Legs"

full-finger gloves for cold days

other warm clothing as needed, though I find I rarely want legwarmers or other base layers beyond the above

instant coffee / a few teabags, in case of a very basic hotel or airBNB that doesn't provide them or has late breakfast hours

bug repellent

Looking back this seems like a long list, but this all (barely) fit in the two small panniers above, and those panniers fit in the small tote bag below that I used to carry or check them as "one item":

#gear #packing #packlist

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+50 PCS Marvel Jokes and Humor Super Heroes) Funny

Ah, Marvel fans—get ready to laugh till your cape comes off! Today, we’re venturing into a universe where jokes are just as super-powered as the heroes we idolize. From Iron Man's quippy retorts to Spider-Man's endless puns, Marvel has built an empire not just on action-packed storytelling but also on humor that keeps even the heaviest battles light. So, comic nerds, assemble! We've scoured the multiverse to bring you the finest Marvel-inspired jokes, quips, and puns that'll make any fan cackle like Loki after pulling off a grand mischief. Let’s kick things off with the quintessential star of sass, Tony Stark. Known for his razor-sharp wit and sarcasm, Iron Man is a one-liner machine that even Thor might call ‘worthy.’ Picture this: Iron Man walks into a bar—not because he wants a drink, but because the bar happened to be made of vibranium and was practically invisible. Tony’s response? “Not my brightest moment, but hey, at least it’s unbreakable like my ego!”

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Marvel JOKES

- What do you call it when Loki plays a trick on Thor? A thor-ough prank. - Why did Spider-Man break up with his girlfriend? She found him too clingy. - What does Thor wear to keep the rain off? His thor-ella! - Why did Tony Stark never get lost? Because he always had his “Iron Directions.” - What’s Black Widow’s least favorite social media? LinkedIn—she’s got enough web connections! - What did Thanos say after he lost? "I guess I’m just half the man I used to be." - Why is Doctor Strange so bad at stand-up comedy? Because his jokes always bomb in alternate realities. - Why did Hulk stop dating? Because he kept getting ghosted. - What is Groot’s favorite hobby? Gardening—it’s all about root maintenance. - What did Captain Marvel bring to the picnic? Her marvelous sandwiches. - How does Spider-Man stay in shape? He’s always doing “whatever a spider can.” - What does Hawkeye do on his day off? He goes to the target store. - What’s Thor’s favorite type of workout? Hammer curls. - Why is Captain America good at making decisions? Because he always has a shield of confidence. - Why did Doctor Strange fail art class? He could never draw a straight line. - How did Thanos start his day? With a balanced breakfast… half snapped away. - Why does Iron Man make a good partner? Because he’s full of heart. - Why did Thor bring his hammer to the party? He didn’t want to get hammered alone. - What is Loki’s favorite kind of math? Division—especially of attention. - What’s Scarlet Witch’s favorite show? Reality TV. - Why did Groot get an award? Because he’s outstanding in his field! - What’s the Avengers’ favorite fast food? Anything marvel-ous and quick. - Why did the Avengers open a bakery? They kneaded the dough. - What’s Captain Marvel’s favorite sport? Space jump rope. - What did Hulk say when he joined the book club? “HULK SMASH—through this book list.” - Why was Black Panther always calm? He had vibranium nerves. - How do the Avengers send letters? Hawkeye-mail. - Why did Thanos open a pet store? For those who love animals but prefer half the responsibility. - What’s Thor’s favorite movie? The Lightning Thief. - Why did Loki get kicked out of school? He always had a trick up his sleeve. - How does Captain America start his workouts? With a shield stretch! - Why did Doctor Strange start a fitness program? To work on his core. - How did Rocket Raccoon pass the test? By a hair. - What’s Thanos’ favorite treat? Snap-dragon cookies. - Why didn’t Captain Marvel lend Iron Man her plane? He was grounded. - What’s Hulk’s favorite holiday? Green Friday. - What did Captain America say to Iron Man at breakfast? “Marvel-ous morning, Tony.” - Why does Spider-Man make a bad salesman? He always sticks to his own side. - Why did the Avengers start a band? They had great composition. - Why does Hulk love gardening? He’s got a real green thumb. - Why did Doctor Strange go back to school? To learn more strange subjects. - Why doesn’t Iron Man get shocked? Because he’s well-grounded. - How does Thor get through difficult days? He hammers his way through! - What’s Ant-Man’s favorite snack? Miniature muffins. - Why did Black Widow go to therapy? Because her life’s been full of webs. - How does Captain Marvel take her coffee? Out of this world! - What’s Loki’s least favorite video game? Fort-night. - What’s Spider-Man’s favorite video game? Web of War. - Why did Iron Man lose his phone? He couldn’t find the signal. - Why does Doctor Strange make a good teacher? He always knows the way through challenging topics.

+50 PCS Marvel Jokes and Humor Super Heroes) Funny (2) - Why did Tony Stark hire a life coach? Because he needed some guidance systems in his personal life. - Why does Thor avoid telling secrets in Asgard? Because there's always a chance of thunderous gossip! - What’s Loki’s favorite type of exercise? Deceptive squats—he loves lowering expectations and then surprising everyone!

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tagged by @deimos-the-wolf! like you, i don't actually watch that many shows, so i'm doing books instead. thanks for the tag <3

8 shows books to get to know me

all systems red by martha wells. explorations of autonomy, personhood, responsibility, exploitation, guilt, self-image, community, alienation, vulnerability, and trust, all wrapped up in a loving package of snark. this is the only book i've ever read (well, this and the others in the series) that i would and do recommend to everyone i know.

graceling by kristin cashore. sometimes a book shakes hands with your soul; this book went ahead and kissed me full on the mouth while it was at it. then we had a love affair during which no one got pregnant because neither of us want children and reproductive freedom is very important to us both. this book gave me hope when i had very little, and it also helped me better understand someone very important to me. it made me feel seen, and a little less broken.

hyperbole and a half by allie brosh. one of the best descriptions of depression i have ever encountered. also makes me laugh so hard i cry, every single time.

feminist theory: from margin to center by bell hooks. this book made me want to learn to think, not just about feminism but about theory of any kind. it opened the world to me in a way i will always be grateful for.

everyone's a aliebn when ur a aliebn too by jomny sun. i don't need to write any books about my life philosophy because this book already exists.

19 ways of looking at wang wei by eliot weinberger. very slim little volume exploring meaning and how it is communicated via 19 translations of a single tang dynasty poem. hello!!

we are never meeting in real life by sam irby. sam irby is a master of making the poignant hilarious. she cracks my heart like an egg. i would sell my soul to the devil to be half as funny as she is.

roget's thesaurus by...uh...roget? (i guess technically the version i have is bartlett's roget's thesaurus, but tbh i don't really care that much about what bartlett is bringing to the table. sorry bartlett.) this is perhaps my most beloved reference book. it's not just about the words, it's about the relations between them and the way in which these relationships have been represented outside of the brain. also, it's a lifesaver for the tip of the tongue phenomenon, aka my one true archnemesis. alternative: wheelock's latin. first language textbook i ever had. i saw those declension tables and that was it for me, i was hooked forever.

tagging @grammarpedant, @uovoc, @loreofcardigan, @stupid-lemon-eater, @clevermanka, @dangerliesbeforeyou, @ctl-yuejie, @psqqa, @littleragondin, and @lockedinabookstore, but as always feel free to ignore <3

#basically if you take morphemes and then organize them in some logical fashion i will give you my heart on a platter #it doesn't matter if you're not in the market for platters with hearts on them. you're getting one #i once ranked types of reference books from best to worst and i can't remember now but i'm pretty sure thesaurus was first #followed by concordance #dictionaries were up there but i just want to point out there are at least two other types of reference books that rank above dictionary #so to everyone observing my french dictionary journey with nonplussed indulgence: okay now imagine how totally absolutely #cuckoo feral bananapants i must be about this thesaurus. if it ranks above the french dictionary i've committed the next 9 months #of my life to reading for 1-2 hours per day #if anyone ever needs me to swear an oath they would do well to get me to swear on roget's thesaurus. bible schmible amirite ladies #also get this: it's the heaviest book i own and i can use it to squash the really scary bugs <3 #i just throw the book at them from several feet away. somehow the binding has withstood this treatment #unrelatedly my downstairs neighbor hates my guts. but what are you gonna do.#books #tag games #i did try to think of 8 shows at first but i could only come up with six that seemed like really clear contenders #schitt's creek; living with yourself; severance; natsume yuujinchou; russian doll; and arrested development #because it's not asking for my favorite shows (though several of these are also my favorites)...it's for shows 'to get to know me'#likewise i have like 20 other favorite books on a par with these but these 8 are the ones where i feel like if you read them #certain things about me will begin to make more sense lol #someday i will meet someone who cares about roget's thesaurus as much as i do and that is the day i will learn once and for all #if i am capable of true intimacy #(i'm joking)#(or am i? 👀)

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Thinking about Nandor and his word choice how much of an open book in a foreign language he is, how he wears his heart on his sleeve while not even comprehending his own decisions and motives and him being dumb not stupid.

The sound effect in 3x08 when he says “I relinquish you of your service” it’s genuine all of season 3 is him slowly changing his behavior with Guillermo and the whole “vampirism is a curse” feels real and genuine because he’s being disingenuous, he has to tell 1 truth and 3 lies “I care about you” drowned by “My cold dead heart” a lie “your just okay personality” another lie “just a little bit” the biggest lie after the heaviest truth, from then on familiar is used as an insult he doesn’t really think of Guillermo that way, 3x09 and 3x10 are all about Nandor playing a part (and all of season 4), 3x09 is pure survival and self-preservation he’s hurting so it means it’s everyone else’s fault, they’re all beneath him and still underneath all the coping there’s tenderness that spills out with Guillermo (that he was so scared was gonna grow apart and instead Nandor is the one that constantly tries to get away).

3x10 is the most strategic Nandor and the most serious we see him, he’s carrying out a plan and that’s why I don’t think Nandor is as stupid or oblivious (as the show might make you think) he knows Guillermo enough to play him, he starts talking about leaving when he hears the door opening, he knows he hasn’t told anything to Guillermo (he would have been the first to know), he mocks him about not being a vampire and giving him one last duty, but at the same time has already a goal in mind he finds someone to plan the journey to rid Guillermo of having to work, he gets a little too excited when he sees Guillermo because he’s getting really happy about it to then before the fight recompose himself and go back into character telling things that would make Guillermo mad, the “You shooed away some assassins who gives a shit” is such a dead giveaway after him fighting a whole month to save Guillermo’s life and how grateful he was about having his life saved also I’m 75% convinced that he knew about the hypnosis...tiny problem he underestimated Guillermo’s reaction but I also think that’s why Nandor is so interested in him, he’s unpredictable.

But Nandor can’t predict others’ actions (Laszlo’s) and can't see through anyone else's lenses so the only way he can explain to himself why Guillermo didn’t come is outright rejection, it’s setting yourself up for failure "the worst outcome" accepting it without listening because you have to come to peace with it, knowing that if you heard it from that person it would tear you apart so you forgive because you don’t want to hear it. But how does he get Guillermo to stay now? He relinquished him of his service in 3x08 so he’s not his employee anymore and in 3x10 he gave him his last duty...mmm he’s been really lonely lately...without...him...check mate, he’s gonna propose in the same exact way as last time but this time to be his best man hoping that he will be jealous...he isn’t...Guillermo’s gonna stop him because it’s too hasty and ridiculous...he doesn’t...he’s gonna ask him impossible stuff for the wedding...he gets everything and also gets Nadja and The Guide to help him...he’s gonna object to the wedding...he’s the only person that doesn’t, well at least Nandor got what he wanted but his wife stops him from spending time with Guillermo and he has a boyfriend, if Guillermo likes his boyfriend what if he likes Guillermo’s boyfriend too but he can’t steal him away that would be cruel and he’s not a cheater, if there’s 2 of the same thing are there 2 or just 1? Everything is resolved him and Guillermo like the same thing but they’re not the same thing but they are, Guillermo is being confusing first he says they are the same thing but when Nandor tries to give him his Freddie he says it’s different, this isn’t fun anymore...well everything is back to normal and it’s wonderful isn't it? Guillermo isn’t his familiar, nor bodyguard, nor best man but here he is and single too...should he question why he’s still there or why he wants him there...nah

#don't know how many words long Nandor's meta no one will read #it got really erratic towards the end but his thought process is just too deranged to verbalize #No one understands Nandor in the same emotionally avoidant nd way I do #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #wwdits spoilers #nandor the relentless #guillermo de la cruz #nandermo #nandor x guillermo #wwdits freddie

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See You Later pt. 9

Mammon (Obey Me! Shall We Date?) x GN!reader

See You Later Masterlist

A/N - Okay so this isn't going to end sad I swear. It won't end with a pretty gold ribbon but I won't end sad. Anyways, I know I literally dropped off the face of the planet. Uh,,, I can't go into detail about what happened but basically I got my entire life yanked out from under me wHOO! But I also started college and uh,,, 15 hours with 9 of them being writing intensive? Not a good choice. But I'm an English major now!! And next semester will be easier.

CW! Trauma, and MC collapses. Also, crying, bc MC was laying on the FLOOR for WAY too long.

See You Later Masterlist

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“It’s not bad, I promise. It’s just… problematic.” Barbatos sighed, pulling back to sit on the balls of his feet. “And I suppose I’m not being entirely truthful. That has happened before, just…” He hesitates, and glances at Diavolo.

“It’s nothing. Just know, for now, do not use your pacts. They will not work correctly, and you may end up hurting the brothers if you try.” Barbatos stands up and sighs, squeezing his eyes shut. “I will have to work on a solution. Lucifer,” he looks over, and suddenly Barbatos seems much older than anyone else in this room. “I will be out of commission for the time. Keep things under control.”

Lucifer nods, and Diavolo glances between them. “Do I… get any context for this?”

“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t be able to comprehend it now. Go to sleep. Your distressingly overdue paperwork can wait.”

Diavolo cringed, nodding and choosing to take this small mercy over questioning the butler. Barbatos, satisfied with this, turns to leave. Just as he makes it to the door, he turns. “Listen. The magic that was required to change you… it is incredibly powerful. You will find its equal in no books or legends. Do not attempt to alter it.”

The door slams as he leaves, and Diavolo lets out a shaky breath.

“That was… concerning, to say the least,” Diavolo laughs, and Mammon decides that he has definitely been crying. Part of him wants to comfort the prince, but he also doesn’t know if he can get up yet.

“What is he going to do? Being out of commission… and he didn’t ask, or even wonder if there could have been another way.” Lucifer murmurs, still looking at the doors. “There has to be some other way. He shifts, rolling his shoulders as he stands and pulls Diavolo to his feet. “In any case, I can’t carry them together. I’ll get Mammon; he’ll be the strongest. And heaviest.” Diavolo nods, uncertain. “Just to a bedroom, for now. We all need sleep.”

The shuffle down the hallway was slow and painful and tense. So many questions, and soreness, and exhaustion. Apparently Mammon had been out for only a day, and Diavolo had been inconsolable. Lucifer had barely slept since the beginning of this ordeal, he just didn’t show it as much. Barbatos had been by his side the whole time, and Satan had been running around doing his best to research the magic required to pull the human out of their trance.

Mammon, halfway to the bedroom they would stay in, was able to stand on his own. Lucifer was going to help Diavolo, but by the time he even thought about it, Mammon had glued himself to the human’s free side. They were both breathing heavily, and the human’s hand had begun to spasm, even in the clasp of Mammon’s.

“I feel like Barbatos knows something and won’t tell me.” Diavolo sounded crushed, like all the air had been taken from his lungs. The group kept walking.

“We are going to talk later about your impulsiveness, Mammon,” Lucifer’s voice was low and quiet, no trace of the threat the words conveyed. “You could have never come back.” The group kept walking.

“I feel like there’s somethin’ wrong with my head.” Mammon blinked rapidly, wavering dangerously. Lucifer grabbed his arm and righted him. The group kept walking.

“I hurt.” A squeak, barely audible, sounded before the human completely collapsed. Diavolo caught them, and he carried them bridal style the rest of the way to the room.

It was comfortable and cool, with a thick comforter on each of two wide beds. Curtains billowed in the breeze the doors created, shifting across the carpeted floors. Diavolo gently placed the human in the nearest bed, pulling the covers up to their chin. They smiled at him and made a small noise in the back of their throat, but the effort seemed too much and they gave up. Diavolo smiled and turned towards Mammon.

“You have the choice to stay in the second bed, but,” Diavolo blinked slowly, rubbing his eyes. “I think they would appreciate it more if you stayed with them. Go easy on yourselves, and sleep as long as you need.” His smile fell, and his gaze shifted past Mammon and Lucifer, focused on some distant point. “I think Barbatos may take a while.”

Mammon nodded, muttering a ragged “Thanks,” before pulling himself in with his human. Their hand twitched against his chest, and they nestled into him, pulling into his warmth. They were cold, unnaturally so, and shaking even more.

The sniffling started soon after the door creaked shut, their tears dripping onto his neck and hands gripping his shirt. Mammon pulled them closer, interlocking their legs and wrapping his arms around their waist. It clicked for him that this wasn’t over; they were in pain, of course they would be, they were in that horrible place for much longer than he was. There was so much he wanted to ask them; how many times they had lived through those memories, how much they had thought of him, what they were feeling right now.

He buried his face in their neck, breathing them in and wishing that this could have been under better circumstances, that one day they could be together without pain, or sadness, or some threat hanging over their heads.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed that on ya so suddenly,” he started, his voice barely more than a whisper. “I should’ve given ya time. I should’ve thought about all this before. I just-”

“Mams.”

“Right.”

He sighed, pulling them in. The drift off to sleep was slow and often interrupted; One of them would shift, or jerk awake, or have a nightmare, and the other would be there to comfort them. Time held no meaning - the door stayed closed, the view from the window never changed, and the only noise in the room was fabric shifting and steady breathing. For the first time since the exchange program began, the two were allowed to find solace in each other without fear or hesitation.

For the first time since they had met, they allowed themselves to love each other.

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