#anyway I wanted to do more today but I. yeah. lmao. think I'm gonna just try to crash early

[todayisafridaynight]

ignore if you don't give one for my streams Anyways potential stream schedule goin forward Just Until I Finish Judgement

thursday i'll stream judgement from like. 3:30 ~ 7:30

friday'll be 4:30 ~ 8:30

saturdays will be the usual 3:30 ~ . fuckin whenever LMAO art stream i do

[byanyan]

wacky shit seein people u used to write with a lot in one of ur old fandoms in ur recommended blogs list so many years later

[oneforthemunny]

how you like them apples |cowboy!eddie munson x reader|

prompt: you surprise eddie with his favorite fall treat, and, oh, is he surprised.

since i'm feeling so fall, i decided to write a ficlet around my love cowboy!eddie. also follows the lore that sweet girl is not the best cook lmao. super fluffy. genuinely nothing but the sweetest fluff and love.

Your head turned at the rumble of the truck, moving slowly down the gravel driveway towards the house. Eddie always drove much slower than you, always on to you about speeding down the gravel, flinging it everywhere. 

The red truck’s bed was filled with lumber, left over from the recent renovations the Ives’ family had done to their new fence, just up the road- well, that’s what Eddie always said, it was more like a good ten miles away. Irvine Ives had called Eddie up last night, asked him if he wanted it before he took it to the junkyard. He knew Eddie was repairing a patch in the fence a Bronco he was training had kicked out. 

“Back so soon?” You grinned, pressing a hand over your brows to shield you from the September sun. Not as bright as it was in June, but still unforgiving in the middle of the day. 

“Yep, wasn’t much, but I think I got what I needed.” Eddie hummed, turning the key and killing the ignition, cigarette still lit between his fingers. “Think I got enough to patch it though. Just gonna need to repaint it since it’s not the same kinda wood.” 

Your brows raised, walking over towards the driver’s side, leaning in towards the window. “I can help you with that.” You hummed, breathing in the cloud of smoke he exhaled with a content sigh. “I love to paint.” 

Eddie grinned back at you, a soft crease in his dimples that made your body buzz with excitement. “Yeah? We can go to town tomorrow if I get this done. Pick out a color.” 

“That sounds like fun.” You beam. “I was going to say we need to go to the grocery anyways, so that works out.” You hum, a large brown bag catching your attention, nestled beside Eddie in the passenger seat. 

“What’s that?” You ask, leaning on the door to see. “Apples?” 

“Yeah, Mrs. Ives insisted I take a few. Said their trees were overflowin’ with ‘em.” Eddie nodded towards the bag, lightly tapping your hand to move, opening the truck’s door. “Figure I’d give a few to Medusa. Try to do something with the rest, maybe.” 

You nodded slowly, wheels in your mind already spinning with an idea. Eddie handed you the apples, cradling the bottom until you got your grip on the heavy bag. “‘M gonna go start on this. Try to get it done today.” 

“Ok,” You hummed, hugging the apples to your chest. “Have fun, baby.” 

Eddie snorted in laughter, head ducking down, stealing a quick kiss from you. “I shouldn’t be too long.” He looked back at you, eyes narrowing in suspicion as you simply nodded, pulling the screen door open and slipping in the kitchen. 

Normally, you’d offer to come help him, sit with him and talk about nothing in particular, and hand him the tools while he worked. Not this time. You didn’t seem mad, or upset- really, you seemed perfectly happy. Which left him a little suspicious. 

The clanging of a large, steel pot falling on the floor soothed his worries, left him grinning to himself in humor as he started off to the barn. 

“Sift? What does- like move it around?” You muttered, brows pinched in concentration that was teetering on annoyance. Your eyes squinted in concentration, trying to decipher the loopy, old school cursive on the faded, yellowed recipe card in front of you. 

The first time you found the recipe box, it was buried under piles of other things, lost in the mess that was Eddie’s bachelor pad before you moved in- really, before you were in his life. His Mamaw Munson’s recipes, all her best dishes, all in one tin box. He sat in the kitchen with you between his legs, he’d poured over each one, told you which ones were his favorite, sometimes even added a little anecdote that had you beaming with joy. 

“Oh, this one was one of my favorites, baby,” Eddie had said, eyes lighting as they scanned over the card. 

“Apple Cobbler. She’d bake it in this cast iron skillet so it’d stay hot, and we’d put vanilla ice cream over it- holy shit, it was so good.” Eddie swallowed his drool, he could practically taste it still. “She used to have an apple tree before it got blown away by this bad tornado one year. But she’d go and pick them every fall when they were ripe, and she’d always make it for us. It was my favorite thing.” 

Looking at the recipe in front of you, you could see why Eddie loved it so much. It did sound really good. 

It was just very complicated. 

“Take your peeled- shit,” You looked at the sliced apples, still with the skin on, in the bowl in front of you. “Why wouldn’t you say that before I added the other stuff, Mamaw?” You huffed, pulling the drawer open for the whittling knife. 

The kitchen was a disaster, sticky and flour filled, bowls piling high in the sink; and you hadn’t even gotten halfway through the recipe. Grabbing a handful of the butter and sugar rolled apples, you placed them on the counter’s free space, carefully carving around the edge where the skin was. 

This isn’t too bad, not taking as long as I thought it would, You thought to yourself, finally in a grove of cutting around the skin, tossing the apple back in the mixture. 

A smoky, sugary, thick smell alerted your senses on your last few apples. Turning, you saw the filling that was supposed to be simmering, now bubbling with thick, burnt globs in the pot. You grabbed the handle with a panic, shoving it to the free stove eye, turning the hot one off. 

The mixture, which was supposed to be a light caramel brown, was a deep dark molasses shade. You lifted the whisk, cringing at the toughness of the gooey substance. “It’s ok,” You shook your head lightly, looking at the clock. “That’s- whatever. It’ll bake and soften in the oven.” 

Pulling out the pan, you shoved the now skinless apples to the bottom, scraping the hardened filling mixture on top. The wooden spoon nearly broke trying to mix it in, sticking out of the cemented filling. 

You could see Eddie through the small window over the sink, down to the last stake in the fence, already beginning the wiring. He’d be done soon, this had to cook for forty-five minutes, and the kitchen was a disaster. 

“It’s fine, it’ll be fine.” You muttered to yourself, pouring the batter on top, not bothering to smooth it out like the instructions said- there was no time for that Mamaw. Instead, you slid it in the oven, turning the timer. 

Eddie came in just as you’d finished putting your last dish away. Your body surged with excited heat, smug that you might actually get away with your little surprise- well, as long as he didn’t go to the back porch, where the burnt filling was in the pan, cemented in. 

“Mm,” Eddie sniffed the air, sugary and a little… smoky? “Smells good in here, baby.” He gave you a dazzling smile, hoping you wouldn’t pick up the hesitancy in his tone. 

It was no secret that you weren’t exactly the best cook. Not that Eddie cared, but after you almost burnt the house down making lasagna, he was a little weary when you’d cook. 

“Does it?” Your eyes lit up, filled with excitement that he wouldn’t dare take from you. Whatever you’d made, no matter how charred or inedible it was, he’d scarf it down with a grin if it’d make you happy. Even if it gave him food poisoning like the chicken ala king did. 

“Yeah, what’re you makin’?” Eddie reached for the oven’s handle. 

You pushed it closed with a click of your tongue, smacking his hands away. “Don’t.” You shook your head. “It’s a surprise.” 

And you were true to your word. It certainly was a surprise. 

When you placed the concoction in front of Eddie, grinning so big, so proudly, he couldn’t bring himself to do anything but grin back. “Wow, you, uh, you made this for me, sweetheart?” He smiled, eyeing the plate in front of him. 

“Yes,” You giggled, topping the runny dough on top with a scoop of ice cream. “You said it was your favorite, and when you brought the apples home, I just thought I’d surprise you.” You chirped, sliding him a spoon. “I followed your Mamaw’s recipe.”

“You spoil me, sweet thing. You know that?” Eddie smiled, heart swelling at the sentiment. You really did spoil him, were too good and too sweet to him- even if you’re cooking wasn’t as good. 

“Try it.” You sat next to him, bursting with excitement. “I know it won’t be as good as hers, but I think I did a good job on it.” 

Eddie looked down at the plate, swallowing the dread building in his throat. He dug his spoon, sawing it through the thick middle until it finally came out in a clean cut. Taking a large scoop of ice cream, hoping it would mask the flavor, he took a bite. 

“Is it good?” You leaned forward, eyes rounded in hopefulness, scanning his features eagerly. 

Eddie hummed, his teeth cemented together from the filling, sure his crown might pop out from the material. The filling was tough, the dough undercooked and lacked something that made it rise, but the apples were delicious- just like his Mamaw’s except…

“Oh,” Eddie winced before he could help it, finger digging in his mouth. He pulled out the hard thing that was wedged in his molar, turning it with a brow raised. “Is that- is that a seed?” 

Your face fell, looking at the seed back at Eddie. “Well, yeah, from the apples.” You said, heart skinning in your chest. “I didn’t- it didn’t say to take them out or anything, so I just left them in.”

Eddie swallowed, stomach turning lightly at the bite. “No, it’s- I mean, it’s good, baby. Some people take them out, but- no, this is, it’s really good.” He nodded, smiling at you gently. “‘S really good.” 

“Really?” You squeaked. “Better than the muffins?” 

“Yes,” Eddie said truthfully, whole heartedly. That was the truth, this was so much better than the mess that was the blueberry muffins. “So much better. This is really good, sweetheart. You really surprised me. Too sweet of ya to do this.” 

You squealed, hugging him tightly, legs straddling his waist in the chair, lips pressing kisses over his cheeks, his chin, his lips. Eddie’s arms wrapped around you, squeezing you into him, playfully nipping at your jaw to hear you squeal, before his lips caught yours, pulling you into a heated kiss. He’d eat all your burnt cobblers if it meant you’d be happy like this, if it made you this happy. 

[pricegouge]

your honor thank you thank you thank you for your blackcell posts, my brain has been firing all day and night. some love mail ideas i’d love to get your thoughts on 💌

do you think they cum 3x the amount?

does cock #2 stay hard if cock #1 cums?

your legs must be stretched WIDE open when they go down on you. that torso and neck is massive, drool

hand on cock/clit. finally there will always be a hand on the cock/clit as god intended

I REST MY CASE 📬

Ehehe, my pleasure! I'll just say there's more to come >;) hoping to sit down and write a proper one shot today (we'll see how it goes though lmao) anyway! (There will be dildos beneath the cut, be warned!)

I think they cum 4x the amount! They're all in there in some way shape or form so why not share some piping

That depends on how/if they're spliced and if they cum together!

We'll get the most boring option out of the way first. These def cum separately. They'd be stacked facing the same way, though and just to spice things up, I picture a foreskin that covers both heads simply because I can. And because I like picturing the shorter of the two getting overwhelmed by the way the foreskin would cover it completely on every stroke. When one cums, the other stays hard.

I already made a post about this guy but I never got into the way it cums so uhhhh MESSY. I think these two cum separately also but given the split one almost definitely has a damaged urethra, I like to picture that one cumming and having it leak all along the seams of where they're spliced. Gets the inner cock all soaked for you. Don't think too much about the science of that, we're moving onto the fact that no matter which cums first, it is definitely getting overstimulated. Also you may be wondering how they can cum separately if they share balls but may I suggest - the other set is inside. Imagine pressing on the 'taint' in between the two sets of cocks and one of the heads just starts moaning. These both stay hard even after one cums because the circulatory system is so intertwined

And lastly, this big boy. These two cum together and they make a messssssss. Just so much cum. You're definitely taking two loads worth in one spray shot. Imagine trying to figure out how best to give that thing a hand job. Or the way they'd get so greedy when you can't fit both heads into your mouth, getting more and more frustrated when you can only manage dirty kisses and kitten licks oughhh. I personally headcannon this and the second cock options for blackcell. Make it as freaky as possible. Also, these cum together so they flag together #solidarity

Christ yeah you better hope you got your yoga in before stumbling upon them! If you can't stretch your legs wide enough they're such bullies, shoving your knees up to your ears or bending you over the nearest surface to burry their face in your hole. Imagine the outside heads would bite at you though, make you tense and jump. (Also part of me pictures them being snarky to whichever head is eating you out, making all sorts of comments about how they could do better lmao)

Shit, the arm that's just Johnny's hand attached to Price's forearm... Price's expert fingers but Johnny can still control the tempo if he gets impatient which we know he would.... i'm salivating

Also, you didn't ask about this but food for thought:

All that mutation means fresh cellular growth means tender new skin. I bet you all that webbing between limbs (and cocks) would be sensitive as hell

They'd have to be cut out of that clothing so imagine reasoning with them that if they want to get laid, they're gonna have to keep still a minute while you get them out of there. But Simon's in there and he doesn't trust so easily despite his individuality slowly being consumed by everyone else's. I picture them being so flinchy and tense because of it, a real nervous wreck but their cocks are soo hard because Soap and Gaz are also there and they're DOGS

[jybyls]

Tease || J.O

Part 1 | Masterlist

Warning: Teasing, R is kinda jealous, sexual tension, but no smut, R is an actress too, and I think that's it.

Synopsis: Part 2, so you're visiting Jenna on the set of Finestkind, and you wanted to get your revenge after her teasing you, but you end up in one damn of a situation

Words: 1k~

- 📜🎧🍂 -

Jen <3

You: Loveee ! Do you know what day it is ?

So today I finally get to see Jenna again and I'm terribly excited.

Jen: Hi love, did you sleep well ?

It's sweet she asks if I slept well because she knows I have trouble sleeping, even more when she's not with me. But currently I couldn't give a fuck less about my sleeping schedule.

You: Who gives a shit I FINALLY get to see you today !!

Jen: Oh yes that's right ! Omg I forgot it's already the day !

You: How could you forget ? I'm terribly offended.

Jen: Come on I'm sorry. I really can't wait to see ya love ❤️

You: Yeah sure

Jen: Don't be like that

You: Alr I'm sorry

I'm really excited to see you ❤️

Jen: Me too ❤️

When's your flight ?

You: At 6pm.

Got everything pack already and I'm just gonna clean the house and feed the cats

Jen: Omg bring the cats with you !

You: Lmao I wish I could, but my best friend gonna take care of them while I'm gone

Jen: Really wish you could bring them :(

Miss them

You: More than me ?

Jen: That's a trick question and I won't answer

You: That is not a trick question woman 🤨

Anyway you're gonna pick me up at the airport right ?

Jen: Yes ofc

Need my little princess passenger

You: Tbh that's one of the thing I missed the most

Jen: Being my princess passenger ?

You: Yeah

Jen: You're unbelievable

You: I can't wait to see in your Mabel outfit in real life

Jen: Oooh right I forgot about that

I bet you can't wait

You: Ok now don't be a tease

Jen: I didn't do anything !

You: Aren't you suppose to work ?

Jen: Lunch break

You: Right

What scene do you gotta do after your break ?

Jen: A lovey dovey scene

Oh, right, so whenever I or Jenna are doing a scene where we're kissing someone else, we call those scenes "lovey dovey scenes" to not make the other one jealous. Which never works, by the way.

You: Right I forgot that's basically all the movie is about.

Anddd, now I'm jealous.

Jen: Don't be jealous

We can recreate that scene if you want. It'll be soooo much better than the actual scene

Will that make you feel better ?

You: Probably yeah

Jen: Alright. I gotta go my love I love you can't wait to see you ❤️

You: I love you too, work hard. I'll reward you when I'll get there ❤️

Jen: Oh God.

She can't be the only one to tease.

- 📜🎧🍂 -

My plan arrived, and I've been looking around for Jenna until I saw a small figure looking around like a lost child. She turned around, and when her eyes laid on me a smile immediately grew on her face. She ran up to me, hugging my waist tightly. "Hi baby. I've missed you so bad." She said, her face buried in my chest. "I missed you too, love." My face in her neck holding her for dear life. She pulled away to kiss me softly. That's only when I realised she's still wearing Mabel's outfit. Oh God.

"You're still wearing Mabel's fit." I said while checking her out. "Yeah, you like it ?" She smirked. Fucking tease. "Yeah, it looks even better in real life," I look up at her, not being able to look away from her mesmerising eyes, "You look so good, love." She just smiled at me, taking my hand in her. "Thank you, sweetheart," she took some of my baggage and started walking toward her car, "By the way, you know I worked real hard today." She made an allusion to our conversation earlier, I like to think that she kept thinking about that all day. "Remebered that, huh ? Could you even think of something else all day ?" I teased her, I'm getting my revenge today.

"No I couldn't this is why I worked so hard, I mean, I had to think about something else than you which was really considering the pic you send me, so, I think I deserved my reward." She started to ramble as she opened the door for me, I mumbled a small 'thank you' before starting to talk. "Right, you do deserve your reward." I smirked, seeing how flustered she was getting.

Jenna is usually the one who has an effect on me and totally controls me, but for time to time, she lets me take control for a moment, so I'm enjoying it.

On the way to the set of Finestkind, we talked about our day, going back and forth on random topics too. Once there, she made me meet everyone, but she hurried our way to her trailer.

"Remebered what I told you about recreating that lovey dovey scene ?"

"Yeah, I do, but what exactly was the scene ?"

"Let me show you ? You're Charlie, and I'm Mabel, alright, love ?"

I only nodded, letting her guide me for now.

- 📜🎧🍂 -

Jenna is currently lying on her back while I'm kissing her stomach, begging for her to let me taste her. "Please, baby please." I'm so desperate for her, but how could I not be ? She has been teasing me for the past hour. It goes from pulling my hair away from a kiss to denying me pleasure her. It's driving me crazy and she's loving it, maybe too much.

"What do you want, baby ?" She smirked down at me. "You. Just you, please." I'm turning into a whining mess. She pretended to think for a moment before answering me. "Mmh, I don't know. Why should I ?" She's being cruel. A small tear ran down my eye. I buried my face in her thigh, holding her like my life depended on it. "Because you worked so hard today, you need to release some stress." She can't deny me for too long. She'll eventually give in.

"Okay, then have me, darling." She caressed my hair softly, I looked up at her checking if she was joking with me, but I realised she wasn't and immediately started to get to work.

We're having a long night.

- 📜🎧🍂 -

A/n: Hope you enjoyed it. Have a good day/night. Love y'all <3

[quinngefail]

[TAKE TWO. COZ THIS POSTED BEFORE I WAS DONE EDITING IT RHGHHHH]

But uh.

Okay :) Folds hands together :) Steamy thoughts with the Chainshipping ladies :)

Putting a cut, it centers around very passionate making out- so like. Nothing super explicit. But still lmao, just in case ^_^

[Gonna ramble a bit to set this up lol. So uh I was thinking about one morning with the two of them, before Lorraine has to leave for the day. She's all dressed, while Addie's still in sleepwear; she's never been a morning person, but still gets up to spend some time with Lorraine, and say goodbye and and all that. Then she'll go the fuck back to bed for at least another hour or two LMAO. But anyway they're in the doorway, and Lorraine says that she'd like to give Addie a little something before she goes. And Addie assumes this means the little 'thing' they've been doing, where just before they part ways, they'll take turns kissing each other's cheeks. So Addie happily closes her eyes, and turns her head to the side for her kiss. It's then that she feels fingers gently take hold of her chin, and tilt her head back towards Lor.]

"Oh, no, darling... You deserve more than that,"

That hand then trails down to Addie's shirt collar, and begins to pull her towards the closest wall. "Stand right there, and face me." Lorraine lightly commands, giving a gesture to the floor. While Addie's heart was already starting to beat out of her chest, she does as she's told with no hesitancy. Lorraine never exactly had to tell her twice when it came to these sorts of things, after all.

"Mm," Lorraine hums in approval. "Good girl,"

Those words alone sent a surge of arousing chills through Addie. It was her weakness, and of course, Lorraine knew it. Giving a satisfied smile at her work, she began to move in closer... And up until now, Addie never thought there could be seduction in something like hanging a cane on a nearby coat hook. But, like with countless things, it was Lorraine Gordon who could prove otherwise; acting with a slow, provocative sort of grace, before turning her attention back to her beloved, flustered darling.

Suddenly, she clutched two haphazard handfuls of Addie's t-shirt, and crashed her larger form against her, leaving absolutely no room between them. Addie, now utterly pinned, hardly had time to gasp before her lips have been captured in Lorraine's. Between the stiffening of Addie's body, and the tipping of her head, the difference of their heights are null as Lorraine continues her passionate barrage of kiss after kiss. It's not long before she's lost course, diverting from Addie's lips to her cheeks, nose, chin, neck... It hardly mattered to either of them, though, as they fell further and further into heavy, heated desire, hands wandering lower, and lower, until...

Lorraine has to fully pull away, her reddened face bearing a breathless, proud grin. Addie, on the other hand, has to keep her flushed, disheveled, lipstick-stained self from completely collapsing.

"H... Holy fuck," she breathes out. "P-please, Lorrie... More,"

But, as Addie begins to lean in, a finger is pressed to her lips.

"Tonight, dear." Lorraine smiles. "I'm afraid I have to leave now. But," she trails off, and lowers herself to Addie's ear. "Just consider this something for you to think about today. Okay...?"

Addie wants to object, as the warmth of Lorraine's body parts from hers. She wants to pull her back, wrap her arms around her, and let the time slip away from them. She wants the both of them to just go back to the bedroom, and continue there. She wants to see where arousal will take them this time. She nods, though, with a quick sigh. "Yeah, alright. Tonight, then."

With a pleased nod in return, Lorraine retrieves her cane, gives Addie's cheek one last peck, and the two say their goodbyes for now.

However, once alone, it doesn't take long at all for Addie to realize something. She's been left with a sort of gift, intentional or not. Because while the lipstick washed away, something else remained... The unmistakable smell of Lorraine's perfume, tortuously clung to her body.

...Fuck.

[kiwiana-writes]

Six(ish) Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tag @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @onthewaytosomewhere - it's always nice when I'm not kicking the week off lmao. I didn't get a lot of writing done this week because I was busy editing the Going Platinum podfic I posted today, but I've powered through so I have something to share!

Rockstar Alex is now officially fully epistolary, because I figured out how to get #3 from the five fun facts game into a fully epistolary format. If you are thinking to yourself, "Great! If it's fully epistolary then it can't hurt as much!" I would advise you to turn to your nearest Schitt's Creek fandom buddy who has read my fics in that fandom and ask them how they feel about chapter 5 of Meet me out at the end of my rope (aka angstapalooza), and calibrate accordingly 😈

SO. Below the cut is a little sneak peek of this with the skin on (and some bonus Reddit comments because when I go epistolary I go balls to the wall), but if you don't want to venture under the cut, enjoy the text version of an r/TIFU post:

TIFU by breaking my no-hookup rule Obligatory ‘this didn’t happen today’ but my friends are still making fun of me days later, so. I’m not a hookup/cruising kind of gay. Full respect to you if you are, it’s just never been my thing - I’m more of a serial monogamist type But it was my friend’s birthday last weekend and we all went out to a gay bar, and I ended up dancing with this guy who… honestly if I describe how off the charts hot he was you wouldn’t believe me anyway, so you’ll just have to trust me on this. He was there with a friend and the friend bought us a few rounds of vodka shots before fucking off somewhere, so me and this guy went back to dancing. And then the dancing was grinding, and then we were making out for a bit before he said he was gonna go to the bathroom with THAT head tilt. You know the one. Even my no-hookups ass knows the one. And yeah, I don’t do hookups, but fuck it. I said yes (I really cannot express how hot this guy was lol) and followed him to the bathroom. I won’t get into all the details but suffice to say getting blown by this dude was a religious experience. I’m just getting to the point of no return when he pulls back all of a sudden. And he’s got tears in his eyes, but I just thought it was from like… well, you know… but then he STOOD UP. I was like “what the fuck dude” and he just started APOLOGIZING, saying something about the song????? I hadn’t been paying attention tbh, I was a bit busy having my brains sucked out through my dick, but this guy just muttered something about the song and his ex and then he LEFT ME in the fucking club bathroom, dick bobbing in the wind. I think I’m back to no hookups from now on tbh. TL;DR: first ever hookup ended with a stranger literally sobbing his way off my dick, and ACD’s new song is a banger, but I’ll probably never be able to hear it without thinking of the worst case of blue balls I’ve ever had.

Forever feeling feral for whatever y'all are up to, so tagging @affectionatelyrs @anchoredarchangel @anincompletelist @blairwaldcrf @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #16

Wiggity what's up my fellow book clubbers, today we're taking a look at the ethics of treating artificially made intelligent lifeforms as second class citizens and what the qualifying factors are to determine a being as truly "sentient" and deserving of basic social rights. And by that I mean we're reading PKNA #12: Second Draft which is a comic where nothing bad happens!

This post is LOOONG btw.

okay we're just gonna start off our comic as normal and-

WOAH who's this handsome young devil in his little fancy suit??? What's that? Head of Ducklair Industries?..... yeah sure that makes sense I think.

Everett Ducklair 🤢🤢🤢 get a job stay away from him. Also this is a really nice way of saying you had to stop him from being overtaken by insane homicidal tendencies and putting guns in all his inventions btw

Haha woah what was that. Did the fabric of reality just tear for a second there or did my ADHD meds just kick in. Probably just me.

MASTER Donald???..... I don't even think I can write out the jokes I wanna make here they're too inappropriate for this blog sorry. But also what the fuck.

Uno stop mothering maybe I WANT to get frostbite and lose all my fingers

Not to take a sudden side tangent here but is this supposed to be like, a good thing? Don't the other seasons exist for a reason? I always thought fall and winter were meant to be like a cleansing period, they bring balance to the two other hotter seasons. If it's eternally spring, do some plants just never die? Are animals ALWAYS in the breeding season? Today we're going to overanalyze this one concept in an essay where-

OH MY GOD IT'S ODIN wait nevermind hiii Odin hiiiii. what's lookin good cookin. I mean- shit. fuck. shit.

I'm kind of obsessed with the way Odin is drawn in this comic. His whole body is all wiggly like a bendy straw. His stances go crazy.

gayass

Guys ever since I made that post about Odin's outfits and noticed that he's barefoot here it's been haunting me. Like it might just be a coloring error in this panel but also... why'd he take his shoes off. Also sorry for immediately revealing that it's Odin but um uhh I totally don't know who the OTHER cloaked figure is.

girlll you're giving away the game SHUT YOUR MOUTH

TWO Lylas?!?!?!

I'm loving Donald's shock lmao bro is fucking flabberghasted

This picture is so fucking silly bro. Nooo you can't put Odin in jail, he has such a nice suit on :(

Donald getting offended on Uno's behalf, not knowing that Uno is literally sitting right behind him. SURELY he'll figure it out eventually right.

Omg guys it's Geena!!! Remember Geena? From Portrait of the Young Hero? Anyways she has a gun now

Way to go Donald, you showed her basic empathy for like 2 panels and it gave her an actual sense of self value and NOW she thinks she deserves rights 🙄 she's gonna Detroit Become Human up in this bitch

beaming you with my evil lasers. what if he just fucking fried her brains here I think it would've been funny

Oh that's. probably bad.

ohhhh noooo.....

OOOOHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Ok so bad news, Geena fucking exploded and her droid rebellion is presumably over. The GOOD news though is that droids are destined to get their rights anyways, just in a less violent manor than in the timeline Geena had started. So... I guess that's a win?

Disappears in a cloud of beautiful sunset smoke... Goodbye Odin 👋

Donald. Please. DONALD.

Okay so there's a LOT to say about this comic (so much that I kept hitting the image limit and having to make edits to my post to make it more concise) but if I could summarize it into one word: damn. Like I'm just kinda sad now.

The whole concept of "do robots deserve to be treated like human beings" is a common argument to explore, we've seen it in all kinds of media before. The ethics that get touched on in this comic are nothing new, but I can't help but find this comic incredibly interesting to read in the year 2024. Maybe in 1997 the idea of robots integrating into our society seemed like a far-off concept, but in present day the ever-growing integration of AI technology really makes this chapter feel a little more close to home.

I mean, it's easy to be like "yeah, well of course the droids deserve to be treated like people." I mean, Lyla and Odin are droids, and we like Lyla and Odin! Odin is literally so lifelike that people don't even KNOW he's a droid. But I can't help but think about how this all ties back to the current ongoing debates surrounding the usage of AI, and specifically AI-made content. Obviously the AI we currently have is nowhere near the level of the characters in this series (chatGPT fucking WISHES it was Uno) but there's really interesting debates to be made here.

What qualifying factors determine whether or not a living being is deserving of the same rights we humans give to ourselves? Is it being biological? I mean, there are literally millions of types of animals on our planet, but we don't even treat them with the same level of respect we give to ourselves. So, is it intelligence? If we were to create a computer with the intelligence level of a living, breathing human person, would they be entitled to basic "human" rights? HELL IF I KNOW.

I love the way this comic handles exploring this topic. Geena isn't WRONG for wanting more, she's wrong in the way she went about it. Going as far as to literally alter the course of spacetime only further complicated things, for her AND for the other droids. Had Geena instead devoted her energy into droid advocacy in the modern day, things may have gone differently. This story isn't the end of droids getting rights, but it is unfortunately the end of Geena.

We ended on a happy note, but overall this story is a pretty melancholic one. Especially that whole "only machines can be rebuilt" like DAMN.

Anyways that's enough media analysis for today, time to take off my smart thinking hat and go back to being generally kinda stupid. I'm not gonna add anything about Angus Tales here at the end because I already hit the image limit lol. Umm shoutout to Angus Fangus for having like 110 parking tickets. Idiot.

[dootznbootz]

I went on tiktok to just watch some silly Odysseus videos but then I mostly saw people going like "Yeah, maybe Odysseus cried on Calypso' island every day but honestly he had that coming after what he did Achilles and Patroclous/Circe!!!" and "Everything that happens in Odyssey is deserved cuz he took Patrochilles to war!!!" and "I feel so bad for Circe and Calypso and Penelope, they deserved better!!!"

For fucks sake I beg you, read anything different from Millers bs and like educate yourself- And please stop goddamn saying that rape victim. deserved it.

Circe probably didn't give a flying fuck, Calypso is a rapist and abuser and Penelope deserved everything she wanted and SHE WANTED ODYSSEUS

I think I've had enough internet for today, imma go wash my eyes with bleach. Anyways sorry for ranting here, i hope you don't mind it lmao

It's alright. I absolutely understand the vents about the whole thing. :'D No one deserves to be a victim of such a thing no matter WHAT they've done. I hope your eyes are okay after the bleach

Like Odysseus does so many fucked up things but Calypso and Circe? He is the victim. Period. It's very clear that Odysseus is in extreme distress on Ogygia. And Circe wasn't some sort of FwB situation. There's fear and numbness in the language he uses when talking about it. There's so much victim blaming and it SUCKS.

Even then, Odysseus' journey was kind of about "temptation" or just straight up "Die or get out of my sea." From Poseidon. "I don't want you in my waters so I'm gonna try and give you things that will keep you on land or just kill you."

Immortal goddesses wanting you would be many people's dream come true but not for Odysseus. And I think that's the point. His determination, how he clawed his way back into the arms he never wanted to leave in the first place, is incredible. Many people would've given up and just started a new life but he never would because no life he could ever create would compare to the life he had before. Even if it's different, it's what he's always wanted.

He literally tells Calypso "I'm not stopping until I'm home. I don't care if I suffer more until I do. I'm going home."

“Mighty goddess, do not be angry with me over this. I myself know very well Penelope, although intelligent, is not your match                                          to look at, not in stature or in beauty. But she’s a human being and you’re a god. You’ll never die or age. But still I wish, every moment to get back to my home,                                                       to see the day of my return. And so, even if out there on the wine-dark sea some god breaks me apart, I will go on— the heart here in my chest is quite prepared to bear affliction. I’ve already had so many troubles, and I’ve worked so hard                                  through waves and warfare. Let what’s yet to come be added in with those.”

(Book 5, Johnston)

Circe's a goddess and what happened is nothing like Dionysus and Ariadne and Apollo and Hyacinthus for example. Circe never gave Odysseus a crown of stars and he would never go out of his way to kill 120 people for bothering her. They did not love each other and he can't refuse as she's a goddess.

If you interpret them sleeping together the entire year,(It's only explicitly said that they had sex once so that's what I go with personally.) that doesn't mean he was happy with it! Even then, the whole situation is not what a healthy FwB should look like! I'm asexual and even I know that no one in a FwB situation should have to BEG in any way that basically says "Please let me go or kill me" with supplication!!! The fact that he leaves so quickly he forgets one of his men? The fact that during Elpenor's funeral, he doesn't greet Circe himself? He was avoiding her. Wouldn't he want to get "one last night together" during Book 12 if they were fwb? 🙄

It's bonkers to me that people hate him for being a "cheater" when A.) having multiple lovers wasn't uncommon in Ancient Greece, and B.) the two people he is explicitly said to have "cheated" with, weren't his choice. He wasn't actively searching for pretty women either!!!

As mentioned, while it was common for men to have many lovers, Odysseus never had any listed unlike some of the other men. (not bashing any of them. I'm just making a point in comparison.) He also has no other children besides Telemachus in Homer's works. There's no evidence of him having other lovers other than speculation. (funny enough, I once read somewhere that the reason why Odysseus is so mean is because he doesn't "bond" enough with the other soldiers. 😂)

Does that mean he didn't have other lovers? Technically, Nope! It's just never explicitly stated either way. He has slaves but none were ever said to be concubines or that he sleeps with them. He has deep bonds with his fellow soldiers but that doesn't mean he sleeps with them. That doesn't mean people can't write or talk about him doing so even though it's not mentioned! Just like it also means that someone can write him not doing so as there's nothing that says it either way in Homer's Works! :D

It's fucked up when people say "He didn't try to leave Calypso enough" or something of the like. It just tells you how A.) they didn't read the Odyssey or have piss on the poor reading comprehension or B.) ...you should probably stay away from that person...

With Circe though??? I can understand the confusion but digging deeper and looking at the text, he wasn't having a good time. Or at the very least was walking on Eggshells the whole time. I hate bringing up that essay over and over again but like...I literally wrote everything there.

I also don't like how people take Circe's morally gray-ness away from her. Let her do something fucked up to be fucked up!!! Let her traumatize Odysseus!

Idk, I kind of hate that I'm "known" for this but I relate to this idiot asshole a lot and it means a lot to me that his story, despite what happens to him, has a happy ending :'D

[nishayuro]

Hello ! I saw you asked for more fanfics of Stanley and that you take "asks" mays I request Stanley for his lover’s birthday ? It’s mine and I lack fanfics 😅 thanks in advance !

Dr.Stone Stanley Snyder celebrating his S/O’s Birthday

A/N: I currently have an exam but since it’s your birthday and it's a Stanley request i’ll gladly do it lmaoo, Happy birthday!!

Genre: Fluff

GN!Reader

Let’s say Stanley isn’t deployed here and it's his downtime, yay!

He’d start with sleeping in with you lmao, I headcanon he’s an early bird like 5 am he’s up and about and does early morning workout, but since it’s your birthday, he’d let you cuddle up to him a bit longer. 

Will wake you up with a smooch and ask you to get dressed, you’re going to a cafe for breakfast. His treat. 

Since he’d sometimes be deployed on your birthday, I feel like he’s the type who’d think of what gift to give you a year in advance, or like has been planning months before your birthday. 

So if let's say, he unexpectedly gets deployed, he’d ask Xeno to give you the gift on the day. But lucky for you, this year you have him all to yourself!

If you’re the type who’d want to celebrate with friends and family, he’s okay with that, and if he knows that you want such celebrations, he would make arrangements for a party. 

Like, contact your friends and family and ask them to help arrange one. Will also distract you with activities you’ve been wanting to do with him while the party is being prepped. 

But if you’re the type who’d prefer to celebrate it with just you two, he’s also more than happy to. 

Would still do the activities you’d wanna do, maybe even take you shopping. 

Idk his military rank, but from some research it's like a marine commander I think? Anyways, I'm just tryna say that he’s loaded. 

Do you like this? You got it. You want that? Go for it. He’s gonna spoil you. 

Ask him to do those couple photo booth pictures with you omg he’ll surprise you with a kiss mid countdown. Your expression in the picture has him cackling. 

For dinner, he’ll bring you to a fancy restaurant and let you order anything you want. 

When you get home, he’ll hand you his main gift. 

It was 10pm when you and Stanley got home, you both took a shower and changed into your pajamas, ready to watch a movie in bed while cuddling with each other. “Before the day ends, I have something else I wanna give you” Stanley says, handing you a fancy looking paper bag. “Oh? Another? After all the gifts you got me today?” you ask, a smile on your lips as you open the bag.

You find a box and you open it to reveal a necklace with a vial of red liquid in it. “Is this…” your voice trailed, staring at the red. “Yeah, a blood vial necklace. Had Xeno help me with that though.” He explained, sitting down next to you, reaching his arms over your shoulders for a side hug. 

“I’m not always with you physically, I know that, and I'm thankful that you’re still with me despite the fact that I'm like 70% never with you physically. So I thought with this, you’d always have a part of me with you.” he added. “I…Thank you” you muttered, tears threatening to fall as your boyfriend pulls you into a tighter hug. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll always come back to you, That's the best gift I can ever give you. I’ll make sure of that” He whispers, pulling you into a kiss.

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[ruggiethethuggie]

R U G T O B E R

wc: 781 a/n: i'm telling you now, I may fall short on this but we will do our best lmao and idk what happened to my cute banner. forgive me.

“♪♪ Spooky Scary Skeletons, Send shivers down your spine~”

You had been cleaning around the Ramshackle dorm all day because to be honest, it just needed more TLC than what you had been able to give it lately. It was the last day of September, but this was just the beginning of your real spooky season.

Every year you’d do a deep clean and then decorate your home in festive decorations. Bright green and purple witches’ hats and cauldrons, a bucket on every table with Halloween candies, and your favorite ghosts and pumpkins placed in just the right spots.

Decorating Ramshackle felt different than when you’d do your house back home, but you were trying to make the best of it since this was your favorite holiday. So you woke up this morning and immediately got to work and turned on your spooky music playlist after breakfast.

DING DONG !

You stopped in your tracks, trying to figure out why on earth someone would be here this early- and on the weekend nonetheless. You tossed your cleaning rag onto the couch and opened the front door. 

“Hi, I have some pumpkin spice drinks for-,” they acted like they were reading a nonexistent label on the two drinks in their hands. “For a Y/N? Do you know them? They’re still supposed to tip me for these~”

The hyena beastman standing in your doorway gave a fangy grin as he handed you one of the drinks. “Rug, what are you doing here? Do you realize how early it is?” You stepped aside so he could come inside the dorm.

“Mmph,” he said with a nod as he drank his drink and plopped down on the couch, scooting the dirty cleaning rag away from him with his hand. He placed his drink on the coffee table, making sure he was using the coasters sitting out.

“I mean, yeah, I know what time it is. It’s spooky time.” You rolled your eyes at him and chuckled. “Okay, sure, but why not come over later? It’s like the crack ass of dawn right now,” you said as you leaned over the back of the couch next to him. “What? You don’t want my help? Aren’t you putting up your decorations today? Sure looks like you could use me. Y’know I used to work for a Spirit Halloween one time. It was a seasonal gig, but this guy was the one in charge of putting up all the displays.” 

He looked so proud of himself as he spoke; he was so happy to share his Halloween decoration accomplishments with you. “Oh, wow~” you said sarcastically. “You mean I’m here with a world renowned Halloween decorating connoisseur? And to think I go to the same school as them! Amazing…”

“Alright, butthead. I guess I’ll just leave then.” He got up from the couch and grabbed his drink. “Ahhh, guess all those… fun… fall ideas I had can go down the drain…,” he said in a sulking tone as he took a few steps towards the door before turning back to look at you.

“Don’t give me those eyes, you heathen.” You playfully glared at him, racking your brain to figure out his silly little schemes. “What kind of ‘fun fall ideas’ are you talking about?”

“Oh… it’s nothing. Nothing you wanna go do with me anyways. Guess I’ll have to find another to enjoy this Rugtober with.” He had his hand on the doorknob and a wide grin on his face as he looked at you. He knew what he was doing.

“Rugtober? What the hell is that?” you chuckled as you put your drink down and grabbed your cleaning rag once again.

“Uhh?! Only the best time of the year- and if you wanna join, you have to get a ticket from yours truly.”

You narrowed your eyes at him again and crossed your arms over your chest. “What’s the ticket gonna cost me?”

Ruggie opened the door and took another big sip of his drink. “Where’s the fun in me telling you? I’ll see you tomorrow, at the crack ass of dawn again, shyeheehee~”

“HEY?!” you shouted to him, his head popping back in before the door shut completely. “You’re just gonna leave? I thought you came to help decorate?!”

Ruggie looked around and snickered. “You look like you got it taken care of, Y/N. Seee youuu tomorrroowwwww~,” he sang as the door shut. You stood there and wondered what plans this “Rugtober” season would bring to you. At least this stupid pumpkin drink he brought you was going to fuel you through your cleaning, but you couldn’t help but wonder what he was scheming.

© Pumpkin Divider | please do not copy and or repost my work as your own, my brain is massive and these are my thoughts.

[angelpuns]

Not a vent, just thinking thoughts. For the past year-ish, I've been less..mobile? And by that I mean I've found it harder to stand for long periods of time/walk long distances. But I'm genuinely not sure if its because I am not as regularly mobile as I was previously ( I don't walk everywhere like I did in college/while I lived in the city ) or because BEING as mobile as I was before( especially in hs and college) and then suddenly no longer needing to do so to survive has just made my body decide ' okay we no longer need to push ourselves like this so we're gonna take all that accumulated badness and breakdown'.

And I'd love to say I've been keeping track of/documenting when its worse to see if its a once-in-a-while type thing or a steady decline but I am terrible at that because typically I'll only notice it once its really bad and I also will have okay days where I'm able to walk/stand more and then I'm like ' oh its the first reason' or ' oh it was all in my head actually ' SOOO yeah. And I haven't had a time where I'm like completely unable to walk or stand so my bets are on just not doing it enough. Part of my knees being fucked is cause of marching band though, that shit will wreck your knees :/

Anyway just thoughts I was thinking because my knee and hip are fucked after this weekend ;-; I drove the 8 hour round trip in the same position p much the whole time and was super tense which isn't super great and then I also went up and down 2 flights of stairs like 3-4 times every hour for 5-6ish hours and also slept on a camping cot so yeah I don't think any of that helped lmao.

Anyway I'll probably be fine after a couple of days, my hip is already a lot better its just my knee that's annoying, and I think it'll get better if I walk it off??? I wasn't paying close enough attention to figure out if the walking or sitting was making it better today so I guess I'll find out tomorrow :)

Wow this is a big post, sorry if you read thus far for some reason. I really just wanted to write this down for later, because its just about the only documentation I'll have about the knee thing later lmao

[kyojurismo]

Can I have an emergency request? I don't want to seem like I'm venting, but recently I feel like somethings wrong with my family. My mom works midnights by herself to support all of us, my dad has a breathing condition and cant work and lately they've been fighting so much more than they used to and bringing me and my brothers into it. They've been cursing each other out and my parents have always or at least for a long time been very Cristian so hearing them do that scares me. On top of that my mom is verbally abusive to me and my dad loves to guilt trip me and my brothers and they except me to pick sides and honestly I just can't wait till I've saved a enough and learned the language to move to another country. Today I was trying to catch up on some things and my parents where fighting and my mom stormed out of the house and drove off which she has never done and im just really scared and stressed now and I just want some comfort maybe with Giyuu, Sanemi, or Hantengus' clones (platonic or romantic) who get home and reader / S/O is just crying and struggling to breath because they're parents are constantly trying to bring reader into they're own problems and reader feels like everything is always their responsibility and they just break down

# sanemi shinazugawa & hantengu clones (sekido & aizetsu)

tags : gn!reader, soft sanemi, i’ve never written for the hantengu clones so if they seem ooc just ignore it lmao, angst, comfort, not proofread.

a/n : alright since the clones are a lot i decided to write for only two of them 😭 i hope that’s fine anyway… i’m sending you a big hug and i hope everything gets better <3

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

sanemi would help you calm down and invite you to breathe with him

that way you would feel a tiny bit better

then he would wipe your cheeks and fill you with sweet words, trying his best to get you to relax

then he would hold you close to his chest and ask you if you want to talk about it

he won’t judge you, just be there to comfort you the best he can

sanemi would caress your hair, your back, your face, peppering your face with kisses

“it’s gonna be okay, i promise,” he would whisper into your ear, holding you to his chest

SEKIDO

man would see red (lol) the moment he notices you crying

would get close to you and help you calm down

“yeah, breathe in and out like this.”

once you’re calm enough he would try his best to comfort you

reluctant but would hug you and caress your head slowly

“wanna talk about it?” his tone would be gentle even if he’s annoyed that someone or something made you cry

once you open up, he would lowkey think about murdering your parents ngl

he would hold you until you’re completely calmed and feel a bit better

AIZETSU

would probably cry with you while holding you into his arms

of course he would help you calm your breathing, as he doesn’t want to make you feel suffocated

he needs to make sure you’re comfortable with him holding you

“i’m so sorry darling, so sorry,” his voice is soft but full of sorrow (well)

i hc him to be super touchy so he would surely hold you close and keep his head close to yours

sometimes he would kiss your cheeks and look at you with tears in his eyes as you open up to him

“oh darling . . . i pity you,” he genuinely feels bad for your situation, “but i promise you it will be okay.”

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

[imaginespazzi]

Nivi! How are you, bestie? I'm just here for a quick drop-by again, just to check in and say hi.

Life hasn't slowed down much the past few weeks so I still haven't had time to do a long review but please know that every GH chapter is like a shot of serotonin straight into my veins.

You had so many good lines in Chapter 10 that gave me a good chuckle btw, i loved it.

Also, I'm never ever getting tired of Paige-Azzi-Stephie scenes. Like ugh, this lil family makes my day always. Brooo, Stephie's possessiveness! She a little master manipulator huh cause this:

“Mama,” Stephie says loudly, cutting Paige off as she turns to Azzi, “do you know if Aunty Chérie is in town?”

“I was just thinking,” Stephie barrels on casually, “maybe we could go see her and she could give me cuddles and kisses since app-ently Miss Buecks is too busy to give them to me-”

^This was absolutely DIABOLICAL from that little girl hahahah. She knows EXACTLY what to say to get what she wants from her Miss Buecks. Like mother, like daughter truly.

And our Drew cameo, it's finally here! Oh boy, the confrontation is really gonna be something, i already know. Yeah for sure I think Drew's gonna have slight feelings of jealousy or yearning in a way that Stephie gets to experience what he missed out on, but more than anything I think he is gonna be super protective of her and not wanting her to ever go through what he went through when Paige and Azzi broke up.

I do wonder what Azzi's reaction will be if and when they finally get around to talking about the "plan" in place of Angie potentially taking over P's role and the team maybe no longer needing P after this one season. I know P says it's nothing they can't work through , but well we all know how much of an overthinker Azzi is and so she's prolly already gonna jump straight ahead to scenarios of well what's that gonna look like if P has to move to the OTHER SIDE OF THE COUNTRY and how that's gonna affect Stephie. Ugh, the angst is about to ANGST, i feel it.

Anyhoo, i guess this is kinda a medium-sized review? As a small token of my appreciation haha.

As always, thanks for taking the time to feed our souls with your talent! Can't wait for the next (whenever that may be)!

P.S: I think I'm rooting for a Liberty-Sun finals series. I do love the Lynx and I know how much you love Phee so I wouldn't mind if it was the Lynx (and I think it will prolly be them anyway over the Sun) but I do have such a soft spot for CT and I looooove Nai, so I am rooting for them over Minny, sorry babes. I'm rooting for NY though so at least there's that!

Oh and I watched Geno's media availability today, and he didn't seem all too impressed after the first practice session lol but it is the first one and there's a lot of new pieces so like he said, it'll just take time. But it better take less time than it did last season cause idk if I can suffer through another painful non-conference stretch. ALSO grandpa seemed annoyed at having to be cautious with Azzi LMAO, like if it was up to him, she's back on that court playing as much as possible ASAP. Imma need him to chill on that though. Like no one wants to see princess back on court more than me (well, maybe apart from Azzi herself and blondie) BUT her knees better be 200% before she's back on there!

I said "quick drop-by" and look what we got instead - typical hahah.

OK imma stop now. Love ya, bestie. Take care of yourself always! 💗

-🙋‍♀️

BESTIE I MISSED YOU I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU <3

Babes I get you don't even worry about it. Life is gonna do life things and whenever you have the time to do one again (hopefully I write again lol) I will be seated to read it!

But I'm glad you've been enjoying GH.

Honestly I love writing Stephie so much. She's just an evil genius and she's so smart and perfect and funny which off course she is, she's literally mini-Pazzi.

Ugh babes you always just get my writing because that's exactly how Drew feels towards Stephie. There's definitely some wistfulness there seeing her get that "family" that was in way stolen from him but he's already enamored by this little girl and he would never want her to face what he has.

Azzi's reaction is going to depend on when she finds out and how she finds out tee hee :) I've given y'all so much fluff, it's only fair I give the angst fiends some angst soon.

Well I hate to break it to you babes, but no Liberty-Sun finals for and you and I fear it's looking quite grim for the Liberty in general right now. But at least we'll always have MVPhee too root for!

Oh god I didn't have time to react to Geno's availability but I fear grandpa did not real squelch any of my fears about this team. My biggest side-eye was actually his lack of complementariness about Jana and I'm a little fearful for my frontcourt where apparently Ice (??) is looking like the best player?

He's definitely dying to have Azzi back out there but if that girl plays more than 15 minutes in at least her first 5 games, we will be having words! I have Farleigh-Dickinson circled on my calender for the earliest possible game we can see her and that would give her a couple of easy game before the team would really need her so he better not play her more than 15 if she does play then.

[puffywiz]

Hiii I'm gonna be sentimental and reflective oops

I had a really tough time in art school and when I finally graduated in 2019 I was burnt out beyond belief. Then covid happened and I lost both my jobs, yadda yadda, I went back to online school and did like 85% of a library tech diploma. I was good at it too, but something just felt wrong. I started to want to draw again. I wanted to try following my dream of being a comic artist again, but it hurt and it was hard and it was scary.

I was getting somewhere with it last summer when I was fortunate enough to take some time off from my gallery job. I spent that time writing. I kept like, telling myself the break would be temporary, I'd go back to work and then just make my comic on the side. But when I did go back several things happened. My cat passed away and I got injured, and I spent last fall fighting through one of the most severe depressive episodes I've ever had. I couldn't even eat really, I was drinking a lot of protein shakes. I was so unhappy.

The thing that helped me get through that was reading TLT. When I did my first handful of doodles and came back to tumblr to post them for fun I really did not expect the response I got. I'd gotten a little bit of attention on my art years ago when I used to post DC fanart on here but I'd never gotten such sweet comments. As LAME as it sounds, I've really never felt seen as an artist. Like I said, art school was uhh (forgive the pun?) pretty harrowing lmao. And yeah, its fanart, but it brought me so much joy to bring other people joy.

TLT has such a welcoming fandom. I've been in other online spaces over the years that got so toxic and mean. For the last year I've been sort of waiting for the other shoe to drop, but it hasn't. At least not in my circle. I think the nature of the story attracts people who see the beauty in difficult things. I think this fandom is made of people (queer people, unique and complicated people) who maybe haven't felt fully seen before either.

A year ago today I started reading Gideon The Ninth and I'm so grateful for that. I may be running out of steam on the fanart front for it lately (I've been drawing it for a year straight!) but it's always going to be a piece of media that means the world to me.

I quit online school and I quit my gallery job, and I know now that was the right choice. I'll figure things out, I'm doing seasonal work and illustration gigs and maybe I'll find something else to keep the lights on next year. My webcomic Tailwind is going to have its hard launch this winter and I'm so excited. I'm ready to share more of my heart and my world.

Anyway aaaaall this to say, thanks 🌱 

[patibato]

[Bitter Sweet Sixteen] 002-A18 - wallflower

Momiji: Muneuji-kun, is Ushio-kun's work going…

Muneuji: He won't say, even if I ask.

Momiji: I see. Maybe I'll go ask him myself.

Muneuji: I don't believe you'll receive a good response. You see, Uuchan… Ushio is-

Ushio: My stomach hurts, so I'm going to sleep. It's toooo painful to give a progress report.

Momiji: (H-he's pretending to sleep…!)

Ushio: …Seems too noisy to sleep here, I'll go somewhere else. See ya.

*footsteps*

Momiji: …

Muneuji: Ushio is extraordinarily contrary, so his disposition is such that when he's told to do something, he'll stubbornly refuse to do it.

That's probably how he feels this very moment. My understanding of this is why even I can't quite reach out.

Momiji: I see… I remember how I felt at that age.

Wanting to resist when your parents or teachers butt into your life. I had a phase like that too…

Muneuji: No, Uuchan's parents are-

…No, it's nothing.

Momiji: Yeah?

Muneuji: Excuse me. I was about to say something I shouldn't.

Please forget that. …As an apology, I'll give you a little hint on how to win over Uuchan.

He's weak to "ReiOu" - he's a ReiOu liker.

Momiji: Rei… ou…? I've never heard that word before, what is it exactly?

Muneuji: I don't know the details myself. However, I've heard him say people are "cooking*" with it or somesuch.

Momiji: Huh…

(Cooking… that does just make me think of food. Ah, maybe something to do with open-air fires or camping supplies?)

(I say that, but I can't quite picture Ushio enjoying the outdoors…)

I'll look it up.

…Huh! There's not a single result.

Muneuji: That's odd. Perhaps there are strict rules on the web search.

Momiji: (Reiou… I feel like I'm going to lose sleep thinking about this.)

Boyfriend: Woah~ did you make this bento for me!? These sandwiches look delicious!

Girlfriend: It's a must for a beach date. Ufufu. Eat up plenty, I brewed some tea too.

Boyfriend: De~licious! You're the best! I wuv you!

Girlfriend: No, YOU'RE the best! I wuv you wots!

Ushio: "Wuv wuv", ugh… right when someone else is worrying, too. Easygoing people sure have it nice.

(I brought the egg here since I figure I should throw it in the sea, but the place is filled with noisy, carefree couples… guess this was a bust.)

Well, whatever. At any rate, I should hurry and throw-

*tap tap tap*

Ushio: (… What's that sound…)

*tap tap tap*

Ushio: (Is something in the shell… knocking?)

…So gross and creepy… Feels like it's gonna explode the moment I take it out the bag, awful…

Would be nice to throw it out with the bag, but…

Boyfriend: I wuv you mo~re!

Girlfriend: No way! I wuv you most!

Ushio: Tch…

(There's more eyes here than I thought, and this pouch belongs to Muneuji's little sister, so I can't…)

…What exactly should I do here.

Boyfriend: Ahahahaha! You make me so happy!

Ushio: ……

Girlfriend: Come on, that's my line! Ufufufu!

Ushio: …Just disappear, you flower-brained idiots. Are their heads filled with pink candy floss or something?

Boyfriend & Girlfriend: Ahahahahaha!

??: Ahahahahaha!

Ushio: (Ah-)

(I'm falling.)

[Asu-High *** Year Class *** Chat~!]

Mizuho**: Wasn't he awful today? Feels like he appears whenever you mention him

Hirota: You mean that Gentleman***? He appeared when I was shit-talking, scared the crap out of me!

Jinguji: Who was it, anyway? Y'know, that gave him that "Gentleman" nickname behind his back… lol

Shodo: Me lol cause he seems to think he's all upstanding lol it's so funny lol

Hirota: He puts on airs then completely bombs it lmao no helping it since he's a loner lmao

Mizuho: Felt like he popped up like a bug when we were having fun talking

Jinguji: I hate even breathing the same air as him, can't he screw up and get expelled

Ushio: (Falling, falling.)

Classmate A: Y'know, that guy-

Classmate B: Ah? Who?

Classmate A: That Gentleman.

Classmate B: Aah.

Ushio: (It'll be a real pain if I fall.)

Classmate A: He's always got that amused smirk on his face, even though his family got wiped out.

Is he fucked in the head?

Classmate B: Usually you wouldn't be able to smile ever again.

Ushio: (Ah.)

Ushio: …

I fell.

Momiji: Thanks for coming shopping with me, Sakujiro-san!

Sakujiro: No, 'tis but a trifling matter. Now, let us carry the bags inside.

Momiji: Right! Nice and easy…

…

Um, Sakujiro-san, did you see it? The forecast for the day after tomorrow…

Sakujiro: Yes, the weather forecast. I of course checked it in advance.

Momiji: What should we do…

Sakujiro: These things occasionally happen when carrying out something important.

Sakume is always watching over you and the students, Chief.

Momiji: Right…

Ushio: …

Momiji: Wah! You surprised me! Ushio-kun, weren't you resting in your… room…

Ushio: ……

*footsteps*

Momiji: (Are his eyes glazed over? Is he angry?)

*He says Ushio is a "tsuyobi" of the genre, which is slang for a hardcore fan. However, the term itself refers to a high cooking temperature, so it was changed to make sense with Momiji's following comments

**While these character's names don't appear in the story, they are in the log. They may be incorrect since there are multiple possible readings of the kanji used

***Originally "好青年" (kouseinen), defined as "good young man", "agreeable youth", so on. I'm… not entirely happy with how translating it as "gentleman" sounds, but it's the closest I can think of that somewhat works as a nickname. It may be changed later

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