#and planning a very small very focused activity is really hard

[inspired-lesson-plans]

Social Studies, grades K-2, Connecting with History

Do Now:

Turn and talk.

What do you think it was like to be a kid 500 years ago? How would it be different than being a kid today?

Class Discussion:

Discuss their thoughts from the Do Now, then transition into showing the doodles provided by @bemusedlybespectacled without providing any context. Ask them when they think those drawings were done and how they can tell. In the former, note that the drawing is done with a stylus instead of a pencil, and in the latter have the students observe that there are castles, horses, and bows and arrows.

Direct Instruction:

Explain to students that historians only know about what happened in the past because of what people in the past left behind. Old books and scrolls tell us what they used to believe, or about the lives of important people. Old weapons and tools show us how good their technology was. For example, show the stone age spears vs the 18th century pole arms.

Drawings of plants and animals show us what animals used to live there and what they looked like. For example, the Lascaux cave paintings in France

Or the painting of watermelons from 17th century Europe

Guided Learning:

Ask students to turn and talk to discuss the following question.

What will people in the far-off future know about us from what we are leaving behind right now?

Regroup and hold another class discussion about what current humans are going to leave behind for people in the future to know about how we live.

Then, ask one last question.

What do you want people in the far-off future to know about your life?

Higher Order Learning:

Give students a doodle book to fill out. On every page, they should draw something about their lives or the world around them so that historians in the far-off future can study it and learn about the world of 2025. You may give a few examples as well as model a doodle in your own notebook. And, just like the Italian boy from the 1400s, they are encouraged to doodle in this book during school (unless they need to pay attention).

I was reading one of my childhood diaries the other day and there was a whole paragraph saying how hopeful I was that my writing will help the archeologists in the far future. Then it proceeded to describe my lunch that day and how my dog was probably secretly able to talk. 

[kirbmey]

　 ྀི︶˚̣̣̣⠀⠀⠀vacations w bigbrother!caleb⠀⠀⠀˚̣̣̣︶ ྀི

synopsis: you’re having a summer dinner with your family and friends, but caleb gets angry at an old gossipy lady ( ｡ •` ⤙´• ｡)

tw: reader is implied to be smaller than caleb, reader is very feminine, dumbification, slurs like ‘whore’, possessive!caleb, stepcest, manipulation, dark romance, usage of ‘gege’ and ‘big brother’, slightly inspired by the movie ‘call me by your name’, caleb is kinda aggressive not towards reader tho, etc.

there was this tradition running in your family where you would move to your summer villa for the whole summer season, inviting some of your parents' friends over as well; needless to say, your step brother was also included in the plan.

you were always excited about these, being able to wear your a little too short summer dresses in front of your big brother without question to every dinner, adoring giving yourself a cute look for caleb to see, only wanting to be pretty for your big brother ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

this night was nothing different, you wore this pale pink sundress that left little to the imagination along with some other pink accessories, wearing the necklace he gifted you; you never took it off.

every night your housemaid would set up the long and old wooden table in the patio with refreshing food, all the people in the villa gathering to spend time together after their tiring activities in the beach. you sat in front of caleb as usual, feeling his warm palm rest in the fat of your thigh and caressing it with his thumb in circular motions.

he loved to stare at your angelic-like features while talking about whatever thing you were talking about with your aunt, sometimes forgetting that the rest of your family was there and that he had to keep appearances to any curious eyes.

⠀⠀　　“so, caleb?” he turns his head way too fast at his name being called, getting out of the trance he got caught on by staring at your red plump lips. “how are you doing with your studies?” a friend from your parents asks, he didn’t even know her name.

⠀⠀　　“mmh, well, all good. gotta study more than expected but she helps me with that, I have a hard time focusing, you know…” he answers with a boyish smile and tender voice, pinching your skin when pronouncing your name.

⠀⠀　　“yeah! gege is working really hard for this career, and i try to help him as much as i can” you voice an answer in a sweet tone, him knowing the reality of this said help.

⠀⠀　　“i see, you two seem really close, if i didn’t know you i’d think you ar—”, “well, that cuts it for tonight i’m afraid” your mother intervenes, knowing how annoying her friend gets regarding this topic. they even argued several times about how your relationship should be checked on since it looked very inappropriate from the outside, but she refused to listen, being a blind believer on your innocent sister-brother interactions, thinking caleb it’s just very clingy and protective about you.

a fierce blush creeps onto your cherub cheeks, feeling embarrassed at anyone questioning your relationship with your gege.

wasn’t it normal, having your big brother hold you for way too long, getting kissed on the lips before going to sleep or even helping you with the strange ache between your thighs when he rubbed himself against you to keep you warm at night?

he made sure to keep you away from anything or anyone vulgar, wanting to cherish your pure mind and thoughts for himself to slowly corrupt, carefully making you believe that good girls don’t go out with boys, don’t kiss anyone but their big brothers and reaching him to ask for help regarding any small issue a normal person could take care of themselves, but not you. you were too stupid ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა

and just like that, he made you his little doll for him and him alone, emptying your silly head from anyone but him. you depended on him for anything.

your nipples got hard in the winter? don’t worry, he will slowly rub them while you sat on his lap with his cock buried deep inside you, just to keep you warm. whispering sweet nothings to you while leaving wet kisses along your neck, smiling to himself when listening to your adorable whimpers. he had to use every single trace of self control to not break your puffy pussy in two right there.

he actually never properly fucked you, just played with you like adults do (..◜ᴗ◝..) nothing wrong with that, right?

you wanted to help him focus on his homework? you knew how easily distracted your gege could get and you just wanted to help! (•ᴖ•｡) so he told you to get on your knees, making sure it was on top of some soft cushion, and commanded you to start pampering small kisses on his bulge. just like the ones you gave him all over the face when you were happy to see him ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

so you kept your hands on your lap like the good girl you were to approach his big bulge hiding under his grey sweatpants, leaving sweet little smoochies all over his prince's parts (as he called yours your princess’s parts), and leaving light traces of saliva on the way.

just a few minutes like that, completely focused on the task your gege gave you to please him as you always wanted, and he came undone fully clothed. you looked up at him trough your long lashes, surprised to see that creamy liquid stain his pants, the same one he made you lick from his fingers sometimes before (⁠ᗒ⩊ᗕ ྀི)

he can’t help but laugh fondly at your expression, caressing your cheek before slipping his thumb into your mouth, feeling how you wrapped your warm tongue against the pad of his finger.

now you were both heading to your shared bedroom, the inside of the villa specially silent since everybody else stayed outside, smoking and updating on the latest gossips while drinking the leftover wine.

caleb was mad, how dare that bitch even think about questioning you two? he knew what was best for you, he was your shiny armor knight, your big brother who would always protect you. what was wrong with that?

your tiny heels clicked trough the long and empty halls, chasing after caleb as your short legs could; he was stomping, and he was truly angry.

you never saw him so mad ever since he caught you watching some filthy porn a friend of yours sent you when you told her that you didn’t do that kind of thing since your brother told you to not to. needless to say, he made sure to beat her up real good so she wouldn’t get any close to you, ever. but you didn’t need to know what he did, he’s just protecting you! (づ_ど)

once you catch up with him inside said bedroom you pout, playing with the lacy hem of your dress as you close the door behind you. he sits down on the edge of the bed, holding his head between his hands as he takes deep breaths. he had to take care of that whore later, noted.

⠀⠀　　“gege? what’s wrong? did i do something bad?” you inquisitively ask, taking careful steps to stand before him, still playing around with your clothes in a nervous manner.

no answer from him, just a deep breath and a big pair of hands holding the back of your thighs to bring you closer, burying his face in the plush of your belly while featherly kissing it.

⠀⠀　　“no, doll, you did nothing wrong.” he blurs out against the soft fabric of your dress. “it’s just mom’s friend, she made me angry.” you feel his hands creep closer to your ass, holding yourself onto his broad shoulders.

you knew caleb didn’t like the questioning of your relationship, he liked to keep things private, a secret only for you two. your silly head couldn’t find an answer, what were you supposed to say when his skilled fingers removed your cottony panties down and he kept his pinkish gaze on you like that?

⠀⠀　　“you’re mine, pips, you know everything i do is for your own good.” you knew it, that old lady’s words meant nothing to you. “what would you do without me, hmm?”

you heard the side zipper of the dress and before you know it, you’re fully naked in front of him. it’s not the first time, but you can’t help feeling a little ashamed. he’s so perfect, tall and fit, and you don’t match his toned body.

you cross your arms in front of your breasts, hiding your blushing face underneath your hair, feeling his hand once again come up to your chin to lift it up while the other one holds your wrists a little bit too hard.

⠀⠀　　“don’t dare hiding from me, princess, you know i love the sight.” he confesses in a breath, restarting the trail of kisses from your soft belly down to your pubes, rubbing the tip of his nose against the little hairs.

you can’t help but whine, readjusting your hands on top of his head, caressing his soft dark locks trough your slim fingers. “gege, don’t do that, you know it feels achy.” you complain in a peachy voice.

he falls on blind ears, paying all of his attention to your princess’s parts, making you separate your legs by holding your inner thighs before lowering his head to clit level, smothering the growing bud with open-mouthed kisses.

he slowly toyed with your dripping entrance, circling the ring muscle with his index finger while paying attention to your pearl, lost in the sweet and sour flavor of yours. “fuck, doll, what do i have to do to make everyone understand that you’re my good girl, hmm?”

you don’t even listen to him, too caught up in the sensation of said finger caressing your velvety walls, throwing your head back while you pushed your hips closer to his face, letting out an adorable moan when feeling a second one peeking in.

⠀⠀　　“i see, you’re too stupid to answer that.” he said in a condescending way, fucking you with his long fingers slow but deep, even biting your clit at times. “don’t you see you need me to do everything for you?” one harsh thrust, reaching that gummy spot. “to tie your shoes, to wash your hair, even to dress you up in the morning?”

you were a moaning mess, your hair falling like a cascade at your back and sticking to your sweaty forehead, your toes curling at the way his skilled fingers toyed with your weak spot, feeling how he curved them inside you, that strange sensation knotting in your belly. “gege, i feel weird again, stop, stop” the tears in the corner of your eyes fall away to your neck.

⠀⠀　　“let go f’me, angel, you know your big brother likes it.” and he loved it, the taste of your juices, sweet enough to be addictive. before you realize you were creaming his fingers, feeling a strong arm wrap around your waist to keep you from falling. “good girl, you did so good for me”.

his murmurs fall quiet when he laps at your pussy to take every single drop of you in his mouth, moaning at the taste. your head falls on top of his, trying to catch your breath while he wraps you with both arms and lifts you up, heading to the bathroom to clean you up.

he first washed your sweaty body and clothed you with one of his huge t shirts, you falling asleep mid-bath and him taking you to bed carefully, making sure you were comfortable before taking care of his hard dick and rubbing himself against your discarded panties, staining them with cum not many minutes later (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

he threw them inside one of his designated drawers and hugged your smaller frame into his naked chest, drifting to sleep.

your big brother loved you so so much!

a/n: let me know if you liked it, i want feedback! also, idk if this was too long, i got carried away hehe (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

— masterlist.

[simplyreveries]

when they're pining; dorm leaders!

riddle rosehearts

becomes an absolute sucker and hates it but loves it at the same time. like he's wondering why he's doing all these things and going out of his way for your approval he'll be frustrated with himself but once he sees you smiling the slightest at him, he's a fool and forgets what he was ever upset about in the first place.

you get the best treatment whenever you're at his dorm, heartslabyul. the dormmates hate seeing it, the only perks they get is that riddle will be somewhat lenient with them whenever you're around. his attention will usually be strictly focused on you anyway.

whenever he catches you walking to school or just around campus, he'll try to always find some sort of opportunity to stick around you. He doesn't even actively plan on how it just happens and ends up finding something to do with you. He loves making small attempts to tidy your uniform, so he can graze your shoulder something. he'll always scold you and claim he's helping you be more presentable and proper.

trey and cater 100% know about his little (big) infatuation with you and think its sweet. with cater he hates because he's always teasing riddle in front of you and making oh-so obvious attempts at getting you two together whereas trey is more subtle about it.

whenever he has a class with you, he tries to impress you with his knowledge and intelligence. He feels so proud and smug whenever he answers a difficult question with ease. But he just looks like a total nerd.

he reads books upon books of love and romance, trying to figure out what would charm and woo you. but he ends up only making himself a flushed embarrassed mess while reading nevertheless he continues.

leona kingscholar

sigh

this guy... would be way too stubborn to admit to himself that he's caught feelings for you. At the same time, I think he's so not used to anything romantic that he doesn't even fully realize he does. Like sure he thinks you're annoying as hell and tell you not to bother him but if you actually do end up leaving him alone, he'll be like?? tf?

he prompts to just silently listening to you as you talk or observe what you're doing. it may seem like he's not paying attention, his eyes are usually closed or he's looking down inspecting the chess board as you two play but trust me he really is. Like actually remembers everything. a little frightening.

lowkey lurks around you a lot of the time, also no one really want to come around you when he's right there and he's perfectly content with that since leonas such a little bastard when it comes to jealousy.

ruggie asks you a lot to come to magishift practice so that there's a high chance that leona will actually participate if he finds out you'll be there.

he enjoys it when you show interest in his homelands. though he resents his brother and struggles with his royal family-- the culture and history are something he's very keen on and will share if you ask.

azul ashengrotto

this man's attempt at pulling you are so bad its funny. He thinks he's mr smooth know it all but he's a total mess. he keeps a good facade ill give him that but he's dying inside around you because he doesn't want to look bad. it's upsetting but his own insecurities really do make it hard for him when it comes to his feelings.

he really doesn't know what to do when he feels so intensely about someone at first, he would just prompt to doing what he always does by trying to find some way to get you into a contract... despite knowing at this point you know way better and give him this confused deadpanned look.

He didn't really want the twins particularly knowing how he feels but they could tell right away and think it's the funniest thing ever as he turns into a mess around you. azul did make a mistake of asking jade and floyd to try getting more information on you subtly but that ended up backfiring awfully when floyd went up to you saying stuff like "shrimpy~ whatcha doing after school today? azul wanted to know." he never fails to out azul EVERY time and thinks its so funny he'll be like "what? i did what you asked."

whenever hes alone in his office or something writing stuff he accidentally writes your name all the time. he also would write letters to you-- ones he'd never send and would die if someone read but its a way of getting out his thoughts and feelings. he becomes all smiley and sighing blissfully as he does. he really thinks about you all the time. he could be doing a scummy deal with some poor heartslabyul student and be smiling and thinking about what kind of necklace would look the prettiest on you.

growing up in the sea his whole life, human-land courting and navigating romance out of the ocean is difficult as he sometimes accidently may revert to his own kinds ways. though he does make sure to do his own personal research on what to do.

kalim al-asim

everyone including yourself knows just how much he's in love with you. he has zero qualms expressing it to you the moment he realizes that he does. kalim literally talks about you all the time, im sure jamil is positively tired of it by now. hes always like "oh! (name) said something so funny earlier-" or "that reminds me of when (name)...." you constantly live in his brain. jamil could be trying to help him study and do his schoolwork and he's laying on his stomach,,, head in hands,, kicking his legs and talking about you.

gives you so much... he wants to give you so many gifts and spoil you abundantly all the time and gets confused when you tell him that you don't really need most of them. he really cant help it he swears.

invites you to so many of his parties and feasts. he also finds any excuse to throw you one, like genuinely you could tell him that you passed a test by like 2 points and he'll immediately think that this is something thats needed to be celebrated right away.

of course, he takes you out on his magic carpet for rides all the time, it's a little nerve-wracking for the first couple of times but you get used to it and besides though he is energetic you can still feel relaxed enough around him because of how sweet and caring he is. he always tells you hes got you and means it!!

vil schoenheit

vil adores putting makeup or skincare on you obviously. he finds it so endearingly intimate, it's very calming too considering how soft he is, and you get free access to the best brands. he always smiles softly, and you may here faint humming from him from time to time as he does.

like riddle, he does make sure to smooth or fix your uniform for you whenever you're out at school, you could be talking to him, and he'll just adjust your ribbon for you and be like okay go on. honestly, it may be hard not to get nervous around him when even doing something as simple as having a conversation, the way he intently looks at you and slightly tilts his head in amusement. you have his attention always.

invites you to stay at pomefiore a lot, stay for some tea at least but that can turn into a long time since he intends to make it that way to be around you longer.

would actually be so flattered and would love it if you went out of your way to watch any sort of media he's been in. he pays attention to characters you liked the most out of him, just maybe so he could figure out your type more.

idia shroud

im sorry but he just reminds me of this audio

i feel like he lowkey stalks your socials because hes too awkward to talk to you. he definitely has some fake account though because he learned it the hard way when he liked an old photo of yours by accident and didn't leave his room for almost 3 days

during the beginning stages of his feelings for you at least, whenever he talked to you it's a quick mumble of something and he leaves, leaving you like ??? ortho comes up to you later and tells you what he said on his brother's behalf.

ortho is a big wingman for Idia, he's so supportive of you two it's so sweet. you genuinely bring out a not so gloomy side in his big brother and he loves you for that. he has to try less to convince him to stay in class! what if he misses a chance to look at you for five seconds in the hallway?

when does end up getting a little more comfortable around you, he does get very smug and even pretty overconfident if you were to compliment his tech skills, if you ever need something fixed or even specifically designed and made for you, he'd do it in a heartbeat. he loves it when you watch him do it too in curiosity, he feels so cool and smart, he just prays you don't see his hands shaking.

when you give him the slightest praise or validation, he'll be thinking about that for DAYS. he'll have this cheeky grin on his face too as he thinks about it.

malleus draconia

You're perfect to him and as soon as he mentions your name in the diasomnia dorm you better be prepared to be invited by Lilia all the time dorm as he sets you and malleus on totally-not obvious dates planned with him. But he really just enjoys your time together when walking outside at night, he enjoys sharing with you facts about nightly creatures and watching you as you look in awe.

malleus adores showing off a little with his magic, is it too hot? don't like all the heat?? boom he'll make it rain. make some pretty flowers bloom out of nowhere? easy. he does it literally all the time and finds your reactions amusing. you had to stop him though when he got caught up and almost did large thorns when he was talking about briar valley history.

wants to give you so many jewels and adorn you with so many necklaces and rings and such, it's a problem haha. malleus loves nothing more than seeing you wear any of them despite your claims of not needing them, he insists.

he never fails to refer to you most of the time as "child of man" barely even your own name. I mean you gave him a nickname so he may as well return it.

[kaeddehara]

late night patrol with gepard <3 — nsfw

it was an usual night for gepard—patrolling the streets late at night keeping watch for any suspicious activity. it was normal for gepard to try his hardest to keep him mind occupied on work, but he can’t help the thoughts he’s had of you all day long. he missed you so badly—not seeing you basically for 2 days because of his and yours work schedules not clashing very well. honestly, he considered just going to and dropping his work but he couldn’t possibly do that right? just as he got saddened over the thoughts of missing you, he heard a rather familiar sound of heels clicking the floor as his eyes gaze up to survey the surrounding area. it wasn’t until he turned to where the sound was approaching that he saw you—dressed up and looking as lovely as ever. you called out his name in joy as you practically threw yourself into his arms.

“what are you doing out here so late? you should be asleep, did something happen?”

his worried questions overwhelmed you as you backed away from embracing him.

“well, i thought you’d be home by now. it’s practically been 2 days since i’ve last seen you and well—i was worried something happened to you so i went out to look for myself is all..”

gepard frowned at the thought of you being all alone by yourself at home, worrying about him. and especially alone in bed. instead, he gave you a considerate smile as he pat your head gently.

“i’ll be home very soon i promise, i’ll make it up to you all you want tomorrow after we both get some rest okay?”

even though it most definitely wasn’t his intention, his choice of words created the perfect opportunity to put a plan of yours into action. swiftly dragging him to nearby alley as he let out an array of confused thoughts and sounds.

“come on gepard, just a few minutes isn’t going to hurt promise okay?”

your sweet, teasing tone along with your plump pink lips that those honeyed words were coming from made it so hard to resist you. he sighed at the sight and at his own thoughts of you against the wall of the alleyway, a pretty moaning mess underneath him. he hated himself for those thoughts of you but it doesn’t help you look so fucking irresistible in that short skirt and low top. either way, his body was fighting with his mind over what he should do. protect the streets at night or give into his sinful urges? lucky for gepard, he didn’t get to make that decision and instead you decided for him. taking his hand and dragging your flustered boyfriend down an alleyway further to keep away from any potential passerby’s.

the metal sounds of his metal armor clanking along with his belt being fumbled with by gepard. you took a few small glances around, making absolutely sure that no one else was in sight. once you’re sure it was clear, you focused your attention back to gepard who was still struggling a bit with his uniform nonetheless still looked as cute as ever. it was hard to believe he would even agree to this but honestly, it was probably cause he’d gone awhile without some much deserved attention.

“fuck baby please just—hah…”

gepard couldn’t keep his mouth shut no matter what. even with how embarrassing he knew his words were, he really could not praise you for how good you felt and were being for him. letting his release all that pent up tension he harbored the past few days all for it to go straight to his cock. it really didn’t help that you were even more lost in it than he was—practically drooling all over yourself at the feeling of gepards thick cock stretching you out nicely while you held onto the alleyway wall for some kind of stability. all the while, the metal of his armor and belt clinking against one another with every thrust was hard to miss even if you were just standing at the edge of the alleyway.

“s-slow down—fuck-“

your words almost had zero effect on his dumbed down brain now that he’d finally got a taste of what he’d been wanting for what seemed like years. you picked up on this of course, putting a hand to his chest as you spoke.

“is this really what you wanted gep? you should’ve just let me take care of you last night when you came home…hah…”

he shook his head in disapproval, not agreeing with that statement at all.

“n-no, this is perfect—you’re perfect”

he really was completely drunk on you it almost made you giggle. you thread your fingers through his shaggy hair as you consoled him.

“focus on me alright? i’m so close it won’t be much longer anyway…”

[spacefacedtragedy]

Things you can do to prep for Trump 2025!

Please keep in mind this is based off of things I'm actively doing or trying to encourage others to do. Only participate in activities and actions that genuinely bring you safety and/or joy. The most important thing right now, is staying alive.

1: Make connections

Go out and meet people! Connect with groups, friends, anyone in your community that is supportive of you and any lifestyles you have. There's going to be a horrible rise in conflict and aggression, it's best to stay together and focus on helping support each other, love will win in the end!

2:Stockpile resources

As inflation hits, discrimination rises, and people may loose access to resources, stockpile what you can afford. If you have EBT, stockpile rice, canned food, frozen things esp, and be ready to distribute if you hear about it in the community. Food banks may be allowed to deny food, same with medicine and even health products for daily living. Try getting what you need the most of, or things that are hardest to grab first. If you're staying as long as you can, keep a small bag of food near you too, that can easily be snagged.

3: EDUCATE

They love banning things, from books to expressions to people's activities. Read everything you can, get copies and make libraries. Open your mind to how other people think and feel so you can try to relate and help. Learn skills you might not have, like sewing so you can fix clothes, making your own books, ect. Read up on laws, and keep an eye on your area for warning signs. Learn about survival tactics, self defense, basically anything you might need.

4: Start programs/community

Even if it's just a small meeting once a month, start organizing events. Ask spaces to use them if you trust them, but definitely keep private, enclosed areas as a plan too. Meet as much as you can handle it, and talk about that others might need vs what you can actively do. I meet up with people once a week to drink tea and knit, and I've learned how to make clothes just by doing that. You could teach them the trick you learned on cooking something, or good ways to cope with loss/fear/dread. Support groups are important, but lgbtq focused ones need to start hiding now.

5: See a doctor

There's massive plans that will affect those in lower classes. Go to a doctor, get a check up before it all goes down. However much you usually pay, will no doubt doubly by a year in, so get what you can out of the way now.

6: passports!

Legal papers, like birth certificates, IDs, immigration documents, these can help so much! But a passport is almost certain proof for some us agencies that it may even help if they start doing harder crack downs. Some news sources also report locking down our borders down, so I'm not sure how real that's gonna be but it's best to have the documents, than having to wait nearly a month or two to get the card.

7: Save money

I know, inflation is so harsh rn, everyone is struggling to even eat it think. But it's gonna get so much worse for the lowered classes, and if you don't have a savings you need to start. Even $50 could change something for the better, or get you somewhere safer. Pull out cash if you can't trust your bank, but save as much as you can over the next few months. It's not gonna be easy, and giving up going out to eat is really hard, I miss it so much too, but you're not doing this because it's fun. You're gonna survive it, and you can control yourself.

The very worst thing one can do to their enemies, is stay alive and be happy.

[jellyvibes710]

2024 has approached and has smacked me in the face, where the hell the new year come from??

Anyways, my drawings this year 😎

The first three are from an eddsworld comic I'm working on, I decided to pick up a pencil after about two years without drawing and it became a side project, it's hard to believe that a small (well, not very small) project lead me to all this 👀💙💜❤️🧡

I can't believe the improvement over a year, that's insane.

I just wanted to thank you guys for helping me find the motivation to start drawing again, I never thought I'd come so far and honestly I can't thank you guys enough, I'm awful with words but thank you thank you thank you.

Especially special thanks to @abbeyofcyn @skylabrea @wandering-ghost @the-fluidiest-gender @ilivelikeimtrying (I really hope I didn't forget anybody, I'm bad with names ahhhh) you all helped me in more ways than I can count and I'm grateful to have you guys in my life 🫂

For once in a long time I'm looking forward to what's ahead, admittedly bad start but I'm still looking forward to what's to come, so to start off a new year I figured I'll show you all what's to come after little baby blue is complete

Spoilers ;]

The first drawings of this year too

Originally I wanted to do a future au that focused on Casey Jr and his life in the apocalypse, but little baby blue was created instead and being honest, I thought about it for like two days then jumped right in because I got excited, so the first few parts up till recently have been completely off the top of my head, I have everything planned, every detail, I got scripts and future parts sketched out as rough drafts, I have Playlists for future animations, I planned everything but the very very beginning, so oops.

But LAST HOPE AU will be a prequel to little baby blue, everything in little baby blue will link back and connect with last hope and vice versa, there has already been hints and foreshadowing in little baby blue that tie in with last hope, events that have happened in Casey's timeliness have already started to appear, just not in the way it had in his time. Everything will tie together in a neat little bow hehe.

We do get small snippets of Casey's past in Little Baby Blue but the story mainly focuses on leo and his brothers. Last Hope is dedicated to Casey Jr and his story that lead to the events of LBB.

A small bit of detail of the characters Casey mainly interacts with

Donnie makes more than just guns with his ninpo as you can see, he saves close combat weapons for his most bloodlust of days, especially when his family gets hurt. His hands are scarred from building the best tech he can with what little he's got, all his family wears this specially designed tech because out of everybody he wants to keep his dum dum brother's, April and Cassandra alive the most. He has the base in heavy lockdown and has strict system when it comes to missions that him and leo enforced to ensure maximum survival, donnie is cold blooded and fierce and only allows his family into his tech room that's heavily secured. When Casey Jr is born Donnies "emotionally unavailable" image gets turned to dust and genuinely gets excited when it's his turn to watch Jr, it's the only time he's actively away from his tech and security systems is to watch Casey Jr but he doesn't worry about it because if he's not there S.H.E.L.D.O.N. is on watch and notifies donnie when it's an emergency or something important, once Jr is old enough he allows Casey into his tech room and teaches Casey about how his tech works and how it operates.

Mikey never reaches his old man stage, only being 40 when the events of the movie take place. This is mainly due to the fact that he never learned how to cure kraang infected survivors, once someone is infected they couldn't be saved. He's at his most powerful protecting those closest to him and is still the main cook, him and donnie are the last line of defense if the base is ever attacked. He's the most connected to their family ninpo, him and leo work together to try and reawaken Leo's powers and were actually successful until leo lost his arm, he could never find out what had Leo's ninpo in a chokehold. Him and Casey have an entire room dedicated to wall art and often when mikey watches Casey they need to bathe all the paint off him afterwards, It's the only room full of color and is open to everyone to sit and enjoy the colors.

Raph is big, angry, intimating and powerful, but he is the kindest heart you'll find in the turtle group. Him and Cassandra go on missions together most of the times and he took her passing the hardest, he was a father figure to Casey Jr and despite being the biggest turtle he was the most gentle with Jr. He passed suddenly but died protecting those he loved most. Mikey talks with raph A lot after his death and donnie chimes in from time to time but unfortunately leo is unable to reach raph but knows he's there.

Leo is the leader of the resistance, he's looked up too as much as he's looked down upon, he doesn't take kindly to insults about his family and will put you in your place if one is threatened. He bugs Donnie a lot and try to do their traditional twin night as often as they can, along with being leader of the resistance he also helps Mikey cook, he helps Raph make clothes, and helps Donnie with security, he doesn't have time to watch Casey but always keeps an eye on him, sometimes when dee and Leo have twin nights they bring Casey with, after Leo loses his arm Casey is attached to his hip and after Raphs death Leo takes Casey under his wing and teaches him everything he needs to know to survive.

Cassandra is the mother of Casey Jr, she’s crazy fearless and insanely strong for being human. Even when she was pregnant she was trying to kick kraang butts, after Jr was born she settled down for a few months with April at her side who was teaching her how to properly handle an infant. After those few months though she was right back to her crazed energy and fighting spirit, she took it upon herself to teach the other mothers how to fight off kraang while protecting their kids, one example is kicking kraang face while burping child. Multitasking at its finest. She was in her sons life till he was 3 1/2 years old and she tragically lost her life, we will witness how she lost her life in little baby blue through one of the flashbacks Casey has and it’ll also be in last hope, sadly Casey was there to witness his mother’s final moments.

The one, the only, April O’Neal! Commander and right hand lady of the resistance, she’s always around the base trying her best to help lessen the load on Leo’s shoulders while still trying to be her bubbly self. She’s mostly helping her mother out in the medbay though and was there to help save Leo’s life multiple times, always followed by treating the soft shells wounds shortly after his freak outs. She’s not very well trained in medicine but her mother and Leo have taught her most of the basics knowledge for when she’s in battle and is needed. She is one of the few that survives till the events of the movie

I look forward to what's coming in little baby blue, and for what's to come in LAST HOPE. I hope you all are as excited as I am hehehe

There is WAY, W A Y more details and story but I don't want to spoil the whole thing ;]

Also as a bonus, if anyone is interested or just curious, l'll answer any questions either regarding little baby blue or last hope. Though depending on the question you may get spoilers, you've been warned 🫡

[cledachefbizzy]

«« PROPER INTRO POST »»

Mostly because I thought I REALLY should make a PROPER post about myself, the blog, and the oc this blog is about !!! All the information about the blog, the owner of the blog, and other details is right below the cut!! - Just know it's probably really long.

!! THIS BLOG IS AN OC RP BLOG !!

This blog is specifically about my bizzyboy OC for the game "Great God Grove", aka Cle! Whom I have posted about before, but it was - well more so a RANT about them, a very messy one too! So this post is to explain things a BIT better about Cle, and Myself (the owner of the account). A little get to know who is running this, boundaries, and again about the character this blog focuses on!

!! FIRST A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE OWNER !!

You may call me Jester, Necromancer, or by the name of any of my favourite characters if that ever comes to mind! I go by He/She/They prns, but also One/Ze neos, being just an agender fella out here! Felt like it's worth noting I have diagnosed ASD, but I'm also chronically ill >_< (Hashimoto Thyroiditis, it runs in my family,,) - I do my best to interact with others and keep going forward though! - Just pls be patient with me if you could, overall my social skills r a bit MESSY! Going by my boundaries now, I find my comfort with certain things fluctuating, but usually I remain uncomfortable with things that are suggestive or 18+, even the small mentions. - This is due to a bit of a private reasoning, but I've gone through stuff and just prefer to avoid it most often. - I've put it in my settings to hide such content from me though, so for those that occasionally post stuff like that, don't worry about it much, just avoid mentions of this stuff if possible when talking to me! Otherwise, I may be PRETTY anxious around the internet, people scary ,, but I do take myself as a fairly friendly person !! I was initially not planning on it, but I'll likely be rather active with posting Cle-related stuff :-). Please feel free to interact with me, especially other rp blogs if you wish!

!! NOW ABOUT THE STAR OF THE SHOW !!

AKA CLE!! Cle's on the younger side of the bizzyboys, having been part of the bizzyboys long enough to prove he's NOT fit for solving mysteries at least, but instead got a spot to cook food for the ones that are out there most often! - She's the one that you can come to for any snacks to get during your breaks, able to make delicious food, as long as he has the ingredients! Which is one of the ONLY reasons he could ever be seen outside the van or the bizzyboy modes of transport. Another time maybe you're lucky enough seeing Cle feel confident enough to solve "mysteries"!

Cle goes specifically by She/He pronouns, she's pretty indifferent to gender! Probably somewhere along the transfem case. - But he wouldn't confirm it, since he's focused on making sure everyone's fed at all costs. - But she does feel detached from being seen necessarily as a guy / any male-oriented things, but he also doesn't mind he/him pronouns. . . Yeah it's quite the confusing case of gender. Cle's known for her lack of bone, being - a bit of a push over compared to others unfortunately. She is rather self-less in a way, at most focusing on other people, feeding everyone, making sure everyone's happy, and making sure he doesn't accidentally insult someone somehow! . . In a way though, she is extremely friendly and at times talkative, if he finds herself comfortable enough around you. Which can be a rare case,, But coincidentally enough, this is the main reason Cle joined the bizzyboys, he did find that it was possible to at least feel a sense of belonging and community amidst them, which - Cle evidently looks for wherever she goes. He's a fella who wants to find a place to belong, a place where he'd feel happy no matter who she is around! - But it's hard to feel that way when he tends to avoid people that AREN'T the bizzyboys now-a-days.

A bit of a fun fact galore! Cle's got a tiny bit of a crush on Cobigail, why? - Well I like Cobigail and I want to self project even a tiny bit, pretty corn goddess what can I say? - Also the entire Milldread thing about community and all is something that speaks to Cle! He's an odd case. - But by most part in what content I make of Cle, her love will be unrequited </3 No true fulfilled yuri for him. He often avoids mystery solving and all that, that's pretty obvious, her main job is to make food for those that order some! - Like that 56 empanadas someone once ordered. . . jeez. Cle's hair is much poofier than others, curling and all that! Mostly because he simply. . . doesn't take care of it. She forgets to straighten it often times. You probably shouldn't ask how long it's been though. They only LOOK on the verge of tears to be fair, even if they probably are at times. Don't yell at them you shouldn't test this.

!! CLE'S REF + ICON !!

101 HOW TO RECOGNISE WHAT POST WILL BE ABT WHAT! If i'll even remember to follow this,, #ChefsReblog - Reblogging something ! #ClesKitchenChitChat - Responding to Asks ! #ClesTwoCents - Responding to other rp accounts / dialog ! #ClezBakedGoodz - Cle content!! Cle content alert!! #OutsidetheKitchen - OOC posts #SnackTime - Doodle posts

Any and all interaction with my blog is perfectly fine! Especially from other rp blogs if you wanna :-), I'm fully open to talking to others, especially GGG fans because it's currently one of my hyperfixations! Thank you for reading if you made it this far, by the way I think I set up the ability to send asks/questions, so feel free to do that too! Pls bombard my freak with questions I'll most likely doodle her response to those !! - As most of my responses to ANYTHING I feel like I could respond to will include little messy doodles.

[babiebom]

that's good to hear :)) i wish you luck with twitch! it's something i've wanted to do for years, but never had the courage to lmaooo i'm sure you'll do great! :]] oof yeah housing situations and planning is never fun :(( i wish you and your family the best <3 i've been alright! just getting by, but some friends and i are catching up for the fnaf movie, so i'm looking forward to that!! :D 👁️👁️if it's not too much trouble, than perhaps B,P,U for mr. qi? please? 😈 and i for sure would read that magnus oneshot fic if/when you post it :p the wizard fucker community is small but mighty, as they say~ -🔮

A/N:I hope you’re able to work up the courage to stream! My friend and I are mostly doing collabs until we get confident enough for solo streams~ the one we did yesterday night was fun and people were nice! We’re doing like a whole week of streaming except for like 2 days. Also by the time you read this it’s probably been days since but my friends and I watched the fnaf movie and I personally liked it even though it wasn’t really lore accurate I know some people are mad but it was still good to me. I think they all acted really well. I hope you enjoy it and this~I also wonder if there’s a mod to marry mr.qi???

Tw: sexual content

Alphabet post Masterlist

B-Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he prefers his partners eyes. You know the eyes are the windows to the soul, and he believes that. He can see what you’re feeling and thinking when he focuses on your eyes. He can tell when you’re hurt, when you’re excited, when you’re needy. It’s easier than asking what you’re feeling to him. The fact that he thinks your eyes are pretty is just a bonus.

On himself I think he would have the very quirky girl answer of his favorite body part of his own being his mind. If you argue that his mind is not a body part he will switch and say his brain or he will double down and say he can choose what he wants. In all he just likes the determination he has, the sheer will power that he possesses is his favorite part of himself, it’s led him this far and allowed him to do what he wants, no way is he choosing anything over that.

P-Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on what part of sex you’re in. In the beginning he will go rough and fast, not too fast like he’s jackhammering. It’s to get you desperate and wanting him, then in the middle he slows down does rough shallow thrusts that are so slow that it makes you upset. Then at the end it’s more of a hard grind as he thrusts, like now he’s actively trying to get you to that point where you can tip over the edge and feel bliss. Every time you have sex it’s a journey with his pacing. If you want something consistent you would have to take control.

U-Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He teases SO MUCH. The man thinks it’s funny for you to plead and whine with him, or maybe you give out threats and promises in order to get him to do what you want and just make you cum. He will not let you finish until he thinks you’ve earned it. He will sit over you, laughing with a glint in his eyes, watching as you struggle to ge thin to do what you want him to. And just so you know he will drag it out, edge you for a VERY long time. Also a very big fan or ruined orgasms

[nickeverdeen]

https://www.tumblr.com/nickeverdeen/759892946103468032/accident?source=share

It's okay I can do it lol I might not remember exactly what I said that day but probably it was something in these same waters:

A jesse imagine with a fem!autistic!reader, just the same context as the first hcs you posted for someone a while ago. So, jesse and reader know each other, but this is set before they start dating. They know each other, they have brief talks sometimes (around ellie because she's their common friend, or in the in the gatherings at the millers when everyone is invited for dinners, etc) and, you know, he has a crush on her. Would even be cool to have some details in the imagine like since when he started having feelings for her, what was his first impressions of her, how did he got to know she was autistic (did someone tell him or he noticed something by himself? Or it was just a common knowledge in jackson for everyone?). But because she's introspective with people she doesn't really have intimacy, he finds hard to approach her in a way of finding a connection to her, he doesn't know if he would scare her or make her feel uncomfortable if he was too bold. So he begins to notice (by watching her) that she likes to paint and draw sometimes (he's pretty sure he heard someone say that it was one of her hyperfocus), he sees that she sometimes paints ellie's tattoo with markers or makeup when they hang together on her place, and he's pretty sure he saw Joel sitting on tommy and maria's couch and letting reader draw on his hand with a pen in some of the gatherings, when they were both bored.

So he has an ideia. He goes through his stuff until he finds some sketches his 12 year old self did (In my headcanon, he thought about getting a tattoo when Cat came to town and he found out she did tattoos, but he eventually let that idea go). Well, now he has a pretty good reason to have a tattoo. if it doesn't work, at least it will be covered by his shoulder.

So... Yeah he shows to her by the end lol I won't give details on this one tho, I'm pretty sure her reaction or anything that would be written after this point you would plan better than me.

I love you so much, cariño, and I’m so sorry again that you had to rewrite it

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A Sketch of Connection | Jesse x autistic fem!reader

Summary: The thriving community is a refuge for survivors, where life is beginning to feel a little more normal for Jesse when he meets you.

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Jesse stood just outside of the mess hall, leaning against the wooden post as he watched the world move around him. His gaze was focused on you, sitting a few yards away with Ellie, both of you engrossed in some quiet activity. He couldn’t help but smile, noting how your concentration on whatever you were doing seemed to block out the noise and chaos of the busy day around you.

He’d been trying to get closer to you for a while now, ever since Ellie introduced you both. She spoke of you often, mentioning your incredible talent for painting and how you seemed to find solace in your art in a way that few others did. Jesse had noticed it too, in the small things—how your hands would twitch and fidget when you were in a room full of people, how loud noises would make you flinch slightly, or how you would sometimes eat your food in a very particular order, as if certain textures didn’t sit well with you.

Ellie had mentioned once, offhandedly, that you were autistic, something Jesse hadn’t fully understood but had since looked into. He learned about stimming, about the sensitivity to certain stimuli, and how social interactions could sometimes be challenging. It made him more aware, more cautious in his approach. He didn’t want to scare you off or make you uncomfortable, but he was desperate to find a way to connect with you beyond the surface-level conversations they shared at Miller’s house during group dinners.

As he watched, he noticed how you seemed completely absorbed in drawing on Ellie’s forearm with a marker, probably adding some intricate design around her tattoo. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen you do that. He’d even seen Joel let you doodle on his hand once, a rare occurrence considering how much Joel guarded his personal space. It was then that an idea started forming in Jesse’s mind—a way to get closer to you, to understand you better, and maybe, just maybe, open a door to something more.

Later that night, he rummaged through his old belongings, finding the sketchbook he’d kept as a kid. Flipping through the pages, he found what he was looking for—an old sketch he’d made when he was about twelve. It was of a wolf, fierce and wild, something he’d thought was cool back then. Jesse had briefly considered getting it tattooed when Cat had passed through Jackson, but the idea had faded away. Now, though, it seemed like the perfect excuse. If nothing else, it would be a conversation starter, a way to share something personal with you.

The next morning, Jesse found himself in front of Cat’s place, the small parlor she’d set up in her spare time, tattooing those who wanted to leave a permanent mark on their skin. He explained what he wanted, showing her the old sketch.

Jesse sat down in the worn, comfortable chair in Cat’s makeshift tattoo parlor, a small room she had converted into her own little artistic haven. The walls were lined with sketches and ink samples, a testament to her skill. He handed her the sketch of the wolf he’d drawn years ago, watching as she studied it with a critical eye.

“This is good,” she said, nodding in approval. “Didn’t know you were an artist, Jesse.”

“Not really,” he replied with a shrug. “Just doodles from when I was a kid.”

Cat raised an eyebrow, still examining the lines of the drawing. “Well, it’s better than half the stuff people bring me. Where do you want it?”

Jesse hesitated, then lifted the edge of his shirt to expose his shoulder. “Here, I think. It’s kinda personal, so I’d like to keep it hidden most of the time.”

“Personal, huh?” Cat murmured, setting up her equipment. She nodded towards the chair, and Jesse shifted to give her better access to his shoulder. As she prepped the area, she kept glancing at him, clearly sensing there was more to the story. “So, what made you finally decide to get it done? This sketch’s been in your drawer for years.”

Jesse bit his lip, debating how much to share. Cat had a way of getting people to open up, even when they weren’t sure they wanted to. “There’s this girl,” he finally admitted, the words coming out quieter than he intended. “Y/N.”

Cat’s hands paused for a moment, and she shot him a knowing look. “Ah, so this is about that pretty girl Ellie’s been talking about.”

Jesse felt his face heat up, but he chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it is. I wanted a reason to talk to her more, something to connect us. She’s… she’s really into art, and I thought maybe if I got this, we could… I don’t know, bond over it?”

Cat smirked, clearly amused. “That’s sweet, Jesse. I didn’t peg you for the romantic type.”

He laughed, a little embarrassed. “Well, I’m not usually, but she’s different, you know? I just want to get to know her better, without scaring her off.”

“You’re doing something right,” Cat said, her voice softer now as she began to work on his tattoo. “From what I hear, Y/N’s not the easiest person to get close to. But you’re willing to take it slow, let her come to you. That’s good. Shows you care.”

Jesse smiled, relaxing into the chair as the familiar buzz of the tattoo machine filled the room. “Yeah, I do. I just hope she sees that.”

Cat worked in silence for a while, focused on her art. When she finished, she wiped down the tattoo and admired her work, giving Jesse a satisfied nod. “Looks good. You’re gonna knock her socks off with this.”

Jesse glanced in the mirror she held up, taking in the new addition to his shoulder. The wolf looked fierce, just like he’d imagined it would all those years ago. But now, it carried a new meaning, one tied to the hope of getting closer to you.

Cat cleaned up her tools, then glanced at Jesse with a teasing grin. “Don’t worry, Jesse. Your pretty girl’s gonna love it. And if she’s smart, she’ll see you for the good guy you are.”

Jesse’s heart skipped a beat at her words, and he couldn’t help but grin back. “Thanks, Cat. I really hope so.”

As he left the parlor, the new tattoo burning slightly under his shirt, Jesse felt more determined than ever to show you just how much you meant to him. And with Cat’s words echoing in his mind, he couldn’t wait to see where this new connection might lead.

He waited a few days before approaching you, nervous about how you might react. One evening, when the sun was beginning to dip behind the mountains, casting a golden glow over Jackson, he spotted you sitting on a bench outside, your sketchbook in your lap. Jesse took a deep breath and walked over, trying to keep his usual easygoing demeanor despite the knot of nerves in his stomach.

“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted, taking a seat next to you. You glanced up, a small smile tugging at your lips, which gave him the courage to continue. “Got a minute?”

“Sure,” you replied softly, closing your sketchbook but keeping your hands fidgeting with the edge of the cover.

He hesitated for a moment, then pulled at the collar of his shirt to reveal his shoulder. “I, uh, got a tattoo the other day. Wanted to show you.”

Your eyes widened slightly, curiosity piqued as you leaned in closer to get a better look. Jesse noticed how your fingers stilled for a moment before you reached out, hesitating just before touching his skin. He nodded, giving you permission, and you gently traced the lines of the tattoo with a featherlight touch.

“It’s… really good,” you murmured, your voice carrying a hint of awe. “The wolf, it looks strong.”

Jesse smiled, relieved by your reaction. “Yeah, it’s something I drew when I was a kid. Thought it would be cool to finally get it inked.”

You nodded, your focus still on the tattoo. “It’s a good design… you used to draw?”

“A little,” he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. “Not as good as you, though. I’ve seen your work—Ellie brags about it all the time.”

A small blush crept up your cheeks, and you looked down, clearly pleased but unsure how to respond. Jesse decided to take the plunge, hoping this would bring you closer.

“I was thinking,” he began, choosing his words carefully, “maybe… you could design my next tattoo? I mean, if you’re up for it. I’d love to have something of yours.”

You looked up at him, eyes wide with surprise. “You… you want me to design something for you?”

“Yeah,” Jesse said, his tone earnest. “Only if you’re comfortable with it, of course. I just thought it could be something we do together.”

You took a moment to process his request, your fingers idly tracing the pattern of the tattoo again as you considered it. Finally, you nodded, a small but genuine smile on your lips. “I’d like that, Jesse. I’d really like that.”

Relief and excitement washed over him. “Great! We can start whenever you’re ready. No rush.”

You nodded again, a bit more confident now. “Maybe… tomorrow? We can meet here, and I can show you some ideas.”

“Sounds perfect,” Jesse replied, his heart swelling with affection. He’d taken a step closer to you, not just by asking for your artistic help, but by showing you that he valued you—your creativity, your thoughts, and your presence in his life.

As the two of you sat there, chatting softly about possible designs, Jesse couldn’t help but feel that this was the beginning of something special. And as you began to open up, sharing more about your art and your ideas, he knew that whatever this was, it was worth every moment of patience and understanding.

[theworldibuilt4you]

[Dwelling within the shadows cast by the dark of night nearby Addie's home, three sets of yellow eyes stared unblinking at their mark.]

"Clever little shit, stowing away all the way out here... Nestled right into the rocks, too. Goddamn vermin..."

[A gruff voice snarled, one of the sets of eyes narrowed. The sound of an armored tail anxiously swishing stirred the air.]

"I-I don't know, Snag... H-how do we even know it's still here? This is so far out, I think that guy was pulling your leg-"

[A dull smack was heard, along with a crocodilian hiss.]

"That hurt..."

"Atlas, shut the fuck up. Grit, scout."

[One of the pairs of eyes - the one not currently wincing in pain - whisked away wordlessly and a large, dark form sprinted from bush to bush, closing the distance rapidly between where his group waited and the crudely crafted wooden window that was inset into the mountainside, the soft yellow light it cast lighting up a small area around the base of the mountain. He positioned himself just under the window, somehow managing to ensure no part of him cast a shadow.]

"Look at that. Why can't you be more like Grit, Atlas?"

[Snag scoffed, his eyes remaining focused on his more well-trained lackey. Atlas beside him wilted, tuning the world out briefly. He didn't even want to go on this stupid mission... on any of these missions. His heart always broke for each poor soul his clan so ruthlessly snuffed out. The amount of diversity they have been stifling...]

[Atlas was snapped from his thoughts when another hard thwack to his head, Snag's claws gouging small grooves into his cheek.]

"Hey dumbass, pay attention for fuck's sake! Look at Grit!!"

[Atlas whimpered, doing his best to refocus his vision as it spun and his eyes brimmed with tears. Grit was making a series of hand symbols - he was translating the target's activity using sign language. Snaggle looked at Atlas with an impatient glare.]

"U-um, It's... it's currently distracted with a device. It's alone, and-"

[Snag groaned.]

"You're slow as balls at interpreting. Bottom line is this thing is so scrawny it's not even worth anything."

[The large crocodilian sat in silence for a second.]

"I'm thinking we'll just skin some of the back for a small trophy, and split the rest as a snack. We still have one more lead tonight and I have a lot of shit to take care of back at the base."

[He rubbed his long snout tiredly.]

"So that's the plan. All you have to do now is follow my lead."

[Sonny had still been watching Addie's screen between glances at his terminal. He just couldn't help it... He had noticed them becoming quite distressed as they typed away at their own keys. He figured this conversation wasn't actually going very well... He should have known that feathery fellow wouldn't take anything either of them said very well. They knew were their loyalties lie, after all...]

[He rubbed at his temples with his thumbs, trying to focus on both his lover and the code he was working on.]

"It's all so... mangled... Like all the code got twisted together or... misplaced in it's own files..."

[He tapped against his thigh as he sunk bitterly into the couch. he really didn't know where to start with this... All the code for the RRA was out of place and mismatched. Sam was lucky to even still function. At this point if this stuff was still in development and not an existing character, his team probably would have scrapped this whole module and started from scratch.]

[He can't do this here, though. It wouldn't be right. Either he's doing this properly or not at all.]

"...I'm going to need to execute this code somewhere in the system where it won't harm anyone... Maybe a completely separate instance..? I... I need to be able to see how the code is reacting with itself... Study how it's making him behave like this..."

[...At least muttering to himself was helping him work things out.]

[dragonologist-phd]

I'll let you pick the Inquisitor, but 15, 22, 24, 36 for the Inquisitor asks?

thank you! I'll go with Genevieve for this!

15. Since religion is a major component of DAI, is your Inquisitor religious? What do they believe in?

Genevieve is Andrastian, and has been her whole life. Her faith is a complicated topic- she clung to it after being taken to the Circle, and it gave her a sense of stability. But a lot of the philosophy around magic left her feeling that she had a debt to repay to the Maker, and she dedicated herself to doing her duties as a good mage and pushing away any feelings of anger or resentment she might have had.

When she becomes the Herald, it feels validating- like she was finally being rewarded for all of that sacrifice and given something she was owed.

22. What do does the Inquisitor see in the small fear demons?

She sees them as undead, mostly as faceless corpses like the ones she had to face in the Fallow Mire. If she focuses on them, however, they begin to resemble people she knows- Evelyn, most often, but also her siblings and some of the Inquisition members she's close with

24. What are the Inquisitor's thoughts on Celene, Briala and Gaspard? And who do they pick to rule Orlais?

I haven't gotten to that part in Genevieve's playthrough yet and honestly it's very up in the air now! Most likely she'll either try for a three way truce or end up with Celene on her own, but I'll have more thoughts on that after I play it through.

So I'll answer this one for Meraad, who put Briala in charge with Gaspard as a puppet. Meraad simply did not trust Celene, and she figured Briala was the option who was most actively trying to do something good. Getting a lot of court approval was never really an option for Meraad, but between herself, Leliana, and Briala, they managed to pull some strings from the shadows.

36. Who does the Inquisitor support as Divine and why?

Genevieve is all in for Vivienne. It's hard for her to wrap her head around everything Leliana wants to do; those changes will always just seem too extreme to be realistic for her. At the same time, she still wants more change than what Cassandra offers, and she gets frustrated when Cass can't give her a clear answer on what her vision for the future is.

Aside from all that, the idea of placing a mage as Divine feels like a huge accomplishment to Genevieve. She sees it as a culmination of her work as the Herald, and a sign that the Maker is finally forgiving mages for the sins of the magisters who entered the Black City. And of course on a practical level, she's always sided with loyal mages over the rebels, and she supports Vivienne's plans for Circles as a place for education and protection.

(And it's fun on a drama level, as sometime in the middle of all this is when she starts to fall in love with Vivienne, because I can't let anything be easy for her)

Inquisitor Asks

[storytellers-and-co]

Tansui's Adventures - #24, Coldblooded Arson

[Warning, this weeks chapter might be distressing to read to some readers. Warnings for mentions of starvation and physical trauma, as well as active murder of a crime-lord via fire.]

[We also have a themesong for this chapter.]

Crimelords. Tansui already had very little love for them, but this took the cake, the cheese and the bread - quite literally, the vile ‘baron’ had sucked Lost Hope dry, taking what little they had left and leaving them with just the dust, shards of broken dreams, and their hunger.

The empty eyes of a starved child, the raspy and dry coughs from a man who couldn’t stand anymore, a guard determined to try and keep everyone alive despite everything being against him…

Could you really blame Tansui for what he was going to do?

True, how they did it… not really orthodox. There was no glorious battle to the death, no open challenge and close fight where the heroic would stand victorious.

No, the justice Tansui brought was not hard won with glory, but rather silently in the night, with full understanding of the cruelty, of the cowardice of it. Oh, sure, the small Au’ra paused before proceeding with the plan, wondering if this was right.

The paralyzing pain, days of wondering if they could move, mocking laughter and emotions of powerlessness, the dry coughs, the tears that would never come out, broken knuckles and wondering if the next day would be the day when one of the gods would finally find it in themselves to bring even sliver of mercy upon them. It all flashed in Tansui’s memories, carved into skin and bones and his very breath that would never forget the taste of mold and blood on his tongue.

Never again.

Never again.

With a curled lip, teeth bared and eyes focused forward, Tansui snuck into the camp - child's play in the darkness, with his darkened cloak masking him into the shadows. And from there, it was a single, simple spell, placed in exactly the right spot to not only start and spread, but start in a location that would be impossible to get to and smother without tearing down the whole building first. Not to mention how much smoke it would cause… first ones would die from suffocation before the fires would get to them.

The screams started, all too late - calling for sand and water and anything to stop the flames from getting their stolen goods, their shelter from the heat and sandstorms alike, to get their leader, their so-called Baron from the house, unaware that they most likely had perished in the smoke already.

And Tansui watched. He watched, unbothered by the bandits who were getting burned left and right by the arcane fires, unaware that mere sand wasn’t enough to take out the fire born from magic, simmering rage, and cold, calculated intention to cause as much harm as possible.

Tansui took one last glance… and pulled his capes collar closer, turning around. It was dirty work, dirty deed, dirty way of doing it.

But it hadn’t been the first time they’d submerged their hands into the worst kinds of filth just to survive.

At least this time it was for the survival of someone else.

[phvle]

Socionics Quadras — Gamma

Gamma, or the ‘third’ quadra, includes the types SEE, ILI, LIE, and ESI.

The Reinin traits that distinguish Gamma from other quadras are “decisive,” “serious,” and “democratic.”

Dominant elements

The dominant IM elements of the Gamma Quadra are Te, Fi, Se, Ni. All Gamma Quadra types have these elements in the Ego or Super-Id blocks and tend to promote or favor their use over subdued elements.

Te blocked with Ni

Gamma types take a longer-term view regarding efficiency and profitability, giving lower priority to the short term. Likewise, they tend to aim at the broader benefits of decisions, rather than only at those affecting themselves, giving them an inclination for self-sacrifice.

Gamma types like to talk about where present trends are leading in terms of potentially profitable events and undertakings.

Gamma types tend to give more value to ideas and concepts that are firmly connected to factual information.

Fi blocked with Se

Gamma types take a hard-line approach regarding ethical principles and the punishment, even revenge, on those who break them.

Gamma types place high value on personal loyalty, once they feel a close relationship has been established.

Gamma types like to discuss personal relationships in a realistic manner and are skeptical that “jerks” can ever become “nice people”, for instance.

Subdued elements

The subdued IM elements of the Gamma Quadra are Fe, Ti, Ne, Si. These elements reflect aspects of reality which Gamma Quadra types prefer to keep to themselves and not discuss openly.

Fe blocked with Si

Gamma types don’t tend to form or maintain groups based on fun, emotional interaction, but only take groups seriously that perform some common productive activity or discuss serious topics.

Gamma types reject the idea that it’s best to avoid confrontations so as not to spoil the mood of those present, they prefer directness in settling or at least discussing disagreements.

Gamma types have difficulty relating to emotional atmospheres connected to “special dates” such as public holidays.

Ti blocked with Ne

Gamma types do not see much point in deeply analyzing ideas that they see as having little practical application or connection to reality.

Gamma types are more inclined to speculate and discuss possible developments of present circumstances, or how these came about, than to speculate or analyze alternative scenarios or possibilities

Group behavior

Groups made up of primarily Gamma types tend to be small in size; perhaps 6 at most. Laughter and very obvious displays of emotion are subdued, instead, there is a lot of smiling, amusement with ironic and witty remarks or, when serious subjects or not very happy personal experiences are discussed, a serious demeanour. Even such small groups tend to split into smaller ones; perhaps 3 is the ideal “group” size for Gammas.

Group discussions are focused on exchange of information and ideas on subjects of mutual interest, discussing and planning activities together, or on personal experiences. The latter are usually discussed not with the purpose of making people laugh or to boast one’s position but to get an insight into the lessons to be drawn from such experiences.

Gammas usually dislike being “drawn” into larger groups where loud exchanges of jokes and quick shifting of one subject to the other are the norm, as in a large dinner table in an informal environment, especially if the group is also somewhat “artificial” as in work colleagues or business partners where personal relationships weren’t really spontaneously formed. In such situations, Gammas will tend to focus on the persons sitting immediately near them in order to engage them in more individual conversations or will tend to remain mostly silent, not really participating in the group atmosphere, making the impression of being “introverts” in the everyday meaning of the term.

Once a group is formed, it tends to be wary for some time of “newcomers”, being neither exclusive nor inclusive on purpose. Conversations often focus on trends regarding material and yet personal issues, such as career prospects and developments, success or failure of financial investments and enterprises, and the future prospects of romantic relationships, as well as the reasons for the failure of past ones. In more light-hearted moments, such talks get a “bawdy” flavor with some slight teasing.

Other subjects tend to focus on internal work politics from the point of view of how it jeopardizes general efficiency, the nonsense of bureaucracy, and how to be better than competitors.

Romance styles

Gammas usually have little time for “romance” in the “wooing” meaning of the term; relationships tend to develop rather as the meeting of two individuals interested in a relationship and each other. Elements of “courtship” or “romance” are seen as rituals with less meaning than the feelings involved. Relationships, also friendships, usually develop from exchanges of information, ideas, personal experiences of special significance, and mutual help, proceeding to activities together.

Gamma romantic interactions tend to focus on the longer-term prospects of the relationship in terms of definition, that is, for instance, even if it is to be a temporary relationship, this should be more or less clear, or at least in one’s mind, from the beginning. General impatience with flirting for flirting’s sake, or for fun; approaches and moves are made with a purpose, which may be altered down the road, nonetheless. Assumption that sexual innuendo and approaches are backed by some sort of emotional attachment. Once a relationship is established as being romantic, interactions tend to focus on physical and somewhat tough interplay and innuendo. Playful power-games, focusing on intensity of interactions and feelings.

Perception of other quadras

Alpha

Gammas tend to perceive Alpha types as creative, generally well-meaning, and friendly and pleasant people, especially as a group, as a first impression. Later, Gammas tend to see Alphas as lacking ambition in the longer term, overly concerned with sensorial pleasure and comfort, and overly demanding of, and sensitive to, external emotional expression without making much effort to focus on deeper feelings involved.

Beta

Gammas tend to regard Beta types as driven, ambitious people with a sense of purpose and who can get things done, usually with very strong views, as in political issues or ways of approaching work, which Gammas tend to see as not backed by sufficient factual confirmation and therefore too ideological. Gammas also may regard Betas as two-faced when bent on achieving a goal, and too concerned with their social status, and that of others, within any given social group.

Delta

Gammas tend to perceive Delta types as kindly, well-meaning and creative people, but perhaps too present-focused and lacking ambition with a longer-term perspective, as well as being overly welcoming and forgiving of people whom Gammas may regard as undeserving.

Source: Wikisocion

[voidfishing]

I am extremely intrigued by your hyperspecific taagnus lore if you feel like expanding 👀

oh absolutely 💚💚 this. turned out to be. insanely long <3

okay so. I think that after they met while joining the IPRE, Magnus became interested in Taako pretty quickly. Taako is handsome and tough and pretty and smart as hell, of course Magnus notices all of that immediately. but I can’t imagine him actively trying to pursue a relationship given the whole, yknow, they’re about to literally leave their planet. he’s got bigger picture things to focus on. but I think they do spend quite a bit of time together. Taako actively seeks him out because, despite how much he pokes fun at him, he does think Magnus is fun and cute and sweet. they get along really well, and I like to think Magnus’ pure optimism and general sweetheart behavior made him the first member of the IPRE to really get to spend quality time with Taako without Lup present.

and then I think. there was definitely some light flirting on Taako’s end that was very casual. not super forward or anything, just little things like slightly-more-affectionate pet names or passive compliments that indicated he was paying close attention. and Magnus picked up on maybe half of it. the rest of the time he was like “man Taako’s such a nice guy. what a good friend.” and meanwhile Taako was pulling his hair out going “how is he not in love with me yet I’m being so alluring”

and this dynamic continued for a little while. they got closer. the stolen century actually began. and I think things stayed that way for a handful of cycles, because I don’t feel like either of them would be super focused on starting a relationship while trying to navigate their new lives. but I do think they got closer and closer as teammates and began to rely on each other more, which neither of them placed any extra emphasis on because they were growing closer with everyone else too.

and then I think their relationship started building again a little less than a decade into the century. they’d gotten used to the pattern and their new life, they had a better grasp on the entire situation. and I think they started to lean on each other more and more. Magnus would come to Taako to vent or theorize or talk about their home, and Taako would pick up on the fact that he was seeking comfort and offer it to him, usually through small gestures like making him something to eat and patting him on the shoulder while they talked. Taako would eventually start doing the same sort of thing, showing up to Magnus’ room just to sit quietly when he was struggling in some way and needed to be near someone else. and Magnus would be so sweet and careful about offering him support without hurting his ego, which Taako definitely appreciated.

so. I think things went on like that for a bit and they just continued to get closer and more reliant on one another. and then one day Magnus is sitting in Taako’s room watching him scribble out plans for dodging the hunger and it suddenly strikes him that he’s in love with him. and he says it. and Taako just stops what he’s doing and looks and him and goes “did we not already know this?” & naturally Magnus is a little surprised that Taako recognized his own feelings before him, but he doesn’t have time to worry about that before Taako kisses him.

and I think they date for a while. they work well together and understand how to support one another. they’re a good team!! and both of them are able to find a certain kind of shelter with each other, feeling safe and loved despite facing the end of the world annually. it’s not always easy, but they make a point to work things out when it gets hard.

I don’t really have a timeline for how long they’re officially dating, but I think by the fiftieth cycle, things have changed a little bit. not in a bad way, there’s just been a shift in their dynamic that has changed the way their relationship looks; they’re no longer calling themselves boyfriends, but they’re still super familiar with and supportive of each other. I don’t think they really label the dynamic but they’ve essentially just naturally shifted into being queer platonic partners. they’re technically exes but no one would guess that from seeing them interact. they love each other so much

and oh boy. after the stolen century, after losing their memories, after being (unbeknownst to them) reunited. I think Taako is a little interested in this handsome human he’s working with. the guy’s a little dense but it’s sort of charming to him! Magnus thinks the elf he’s traveling with is very pretty, but he’s not exactly planning on dating anyone anytime soon. he wants to be good buds! and so over the course of their time with the BOB they get closer and a little more intimate with each other, but never to the point of potentially dating. there’s love there and it feels rather platonic for both of them.

and then they get their memories back. and I think it takes Taako a very long time to talk to Magnus about any of it. which is probably a good thing, it gives them both time to digest everything they've been through, and I think their friendship starts to deepen again once they do talk about their history. the love they had lost is back and only reinforced by the fact that they managed to cultivate such a meaningful relationship even without those memories. they eventually get back to where they were during the stolen century, although that takes a couple of years. their relationship is defined by mutual love and they look out for each other as they navigate living (sort of) normal lives

[meirimerens]

may I ask about your oc, i’m curious about zoichik and her relationship to the rest of the crew? unless it’s secret info ;)) in that case nevermind and carry on. they are beautifully drawn

YOU ALWAYS MAY. ask about my ocs. twirls my mane kicks my hooves etc etc. OK! so you might've seen i tagged the zoichik art as "implied death/" & the next post about her as "drowning /" so know those two are part of the #story but i'm not sure as i type this ^ in how much detail i'll go into that.

zoichik :) and crew.

zoichik was part of a 6-people crew (as depicted in the art) on a small fishing boat, the B. [name withheld] that operated within an arctic sea, something like this

none of the people of the crew (or, mostly, of the village, for that matters) are related to each other, and many have come to the village under generally shady or secretive circumstances (not all, but many). as Her Crew, she was pretty close to most of them at least in a purely professional matter, and then some people she was closer than others. her bonds with the crew went as follow:

Eve, the oldest woman, was the captain. she was generally a recluse and really enjoyed the general air of mystery the village allows her to live in, and only really brightened up at sea, which made it a bit hard to bond with her because when at sea She Was Focused. zoichik very much looked up to her, and she was like a substitute mother to zozo (who also came to the village in generally Shady circumstances + with the explicit purpose of remaking her life away from her previous life), even tho that bond was Naht reciprocated like eve did not see her as a daughter figure, but she was kind enough in her outwardly gruffness.

Maksim, the oldest man and eldest of the crew at all, was second-in-command and engineer aboard the B. he was kind of the opposite of Eve, in that he was lively and social and playful on shores but was stricter and sterner aboard the ship, which is kinda for the best since he was in charge of making sure that damned boat like. Went. on the boat, zoichik (and the rest of the crew) had to actively obey him, but them all went about it in a very "sir yes sir :saluting emoji:" like goofy way, while still very much actually doing what he asked, because they all knew that once back on the ground they go eat and smoke with him and hear his same jokes for the 20th time. he was zoichik's buddy.

Valermiye was the youngest of the crew and while he was kind and nice and a little childish and whimsical, everyone could kinda see he didn't want people in his business/was purposefully evasive about what his life before was like, so nobody pushed. zoichik was neither particularly close nor particularly distant from him, and appreciated his company, he was like someone's younger brother, just not hers ykwim.

Lora was kind of the same, as in reclusive and not wanting people in her business, but she was Not nice and kind and whimsical. she was nervous, secretive, and really disliked socializing, which was not out of the mold for people of the village so it was just kinda accepted that it was how it was for her. everyone, most people had towards her a "hey if you want to talk about anything you can hit me up" type of attitude, including zoichik.

Mimik oh mimik was zoichik's favorite. they were close, not as close as zoichik wanted it to, but she was kind of too shoy to push for more. Mimik was very social, lively and brisk and impetuous, a ray of sunshine through the arctic winters if the sun was a ardent and impulsive and a bit brash. she and zoichik had the kind of "extravert adopting an introvert" type of friendship. zoichik loved her. like 👉👈 Loved her. she'd accompany her on trips to the big town south, they were both deckhands then the double trouble of experienced deckhands + boatswains at once, and general at shore they'd spend time with each other rather than others. mimik had big plans and big ambitions but none of them involved leaving the village or life at sea, which made zoichik believe they could stick together for a long, long time, and she would daydream about like. a life together.

the B. capsized and sank in fall of 2004 from dramatic ice accumulation on the deck combined with an unpredictable storm coming onto her, and zoichik was the only survivor. 3 bodies were recovred, and the two still lost at sea are the ones of the two women zoichik felt the closest to, Eve and Mimik. the fact that they are not legally classified as Dead but are under a "presumption of death" haunts zoichik. it's a way of saying "their chances of having survived are close to zero..... but are not zero per se" and it drives zoichik mad and makes the grief even harder to cope with. she is still, 5 years after the sinking, beating herself up over not having told mimik how she felt. until the hauntings change shapes. :~3

[hintless]

hello blog after a year 🖐✨️

motherhood ate up a huge chunk of my time hence, 2023 flew by just that fast for me and i haven't had any update since then

my last post here was about me as an expectant mother, entering the year with no idea at all of how to take care of a baby. in fact, i have never thought so mindfully of the "taking care of the baby" part, my mind was so focused on getting the baby out healthy and whole, i haven't had the chance to think about "paano mag-alaga ng bata"

getting the baby out really scared me but it wasn't as dreading as how i imagined it to be, at least for me because i also know a lot of women who experienced the contrary. in my case, i got my baby out in 3 push and that took less than 30 minutes. if i would sum it up, the pain lasted for me for 3 hours and only when active labor began. this is not me undermining the labor pain of every woman who experience childbirth, im just saying i got lucky it wasn't as bad as everyone else's

i had my baby to my surprise on the 14th of February 🩷 my love child, didn't expect this but it just happened? we were planning our Feb 14 dates when this baby started trying to move out of my body

and it's funny how none of the names I've written here before turned to be her name. she's Zoe Agape, my life and love

to writing, i am already a mother for a year. one thing i learned, motherhood breaks a woman apart. that's for real. i wasn't like myself anymore when i had my baby and that's probably the reason why so many new moms feels very much overwhelmed after having a baby

though motherhood will break you, i am beyond grateful for the delight it brought along and having the chance to watch this, what used to be a "bean" grow to a whole new person

it's also true that our partners play a huge role in making motherhood either fun or dreading and I'm grateful my asawa went side by side with me through it. he's been the sole carer of my baby for the first two weeks after i gave birth because i was literally shaking and crying whenever i carry my child and it was my first time holding a baby so small as a kitten. i clung to these quotes when i was having a hard time:

“trust the direction that you’re heading in currently. trust the moments of unpredictability and all the sudden shifts, trust all the unexpected turns, stops and detours; your spirit guides are leading you to where you need to be, even if it feels uncomfortable or unfamiliar.”

my days are slow, I'm with the people i love and i thank the Lord every day for blessing me with this little family 🖼️