#but I'd like to y'know. at least understand the questions

[seawitchkaraoke]

Thing is there are resources for German sign language, there are dictionaries online and stuff but there doesn't seem to be one definite correct version for most signs? Like. I downloaded two separate dictionary apps and their signs for January are completely different and neither of them is the sign my teacher taught me

It's an online course so as a class we've tried to record most of the signs in seperate videos and then collect them together, I've made anki cards with them which has been useful. But sometimes I'm like hmm this sign my classmate recorded doesn't look quite right to me, let me look it up just to find nothing even close to what they signed anywhere.

We've also had a change in teachers between semesters and I like the new guy better generally, he signs a lot slower and clearer for us beginners which helps a lot but of course he also speaks a different dialect so there's once again new versions for some signs

At least our teachers told us where they're from and what dialect they speak but the online dictionaries mostly just have one version of the word and even if they have several won't specify which is from which region.

This apparently isn't a problem for deaf people which makes sense, I don't have issues talking to another german with a different dialect in spoken language either but when you're learning and there isn't an agreed upon standard it makes it very hard and frustrating sometimes.

[trusweethrt]

╰ . ✶ ┆ MISSING OUT 〃 R. CAMERON.

notes 𓂃 honestly quite proud of this....everyone clap ૮₍ ˃⤙˂ ₎ა — content includes smut, nsfw. 18+ only!

rafe laid on his bed, his head resting comfortably on his pillows with his arm draped lazily over his eyes. he had been listening to you talk about your day for the past hour, just barely listening to bits and pieces. he was really only waiting for you to skip to the lunch date you were supposed to have that afternoon, but you were so stuck on the topic of wanting to try out a new lip combo—whatever that was. so he decided it would just be quicker to just ask you himself.

“what about that date?” he cuts you off mid sentence, moving his arm from his eyes to peer over at you while you leisurely span around in the swivel chair at his desk. “with uhh...what was his name? ayden?” your glossed lips pull into a frown, stopping your spinning “andrew,” you correct, your finger twirling around a loose thread on your shorts. “and it didn't happened. he never came”

rafe's eyes shifted to yours, an annoyed furrow in his eyebrows forming at your admission “you mean that asshole never even showed up?” he scoffed, now fully sitting up against the headboard.

“nope,” your murmur, shifting in your seat “not only that, but he texted me an hour later to tell me he didn't feel like coming.”

“what a pussy,” rafe muttered under his breath, pushing his greasy hair away from his forehead as he tried to suppress an eye roll. he hated it whenever someone wasted your time or let you down. he always thought any guy who you even batted an eye at was incredibly lucky. “he just doesn't deserve you then. n i already told you that you were too good for him. don't know why you don't listen to me. you need to go after guys who would treat you better.”

your lips purse, tilting your head sideways as you toy with the polish on your manicured finger. “uh huh. and who would that be, hm? you?”

“yes.” rafe’s answer is almost immediate and without hesitation. he had no shame, no remorse, no fear. he was straightforward and honest to a fault. “i’d never let you down, you know that. and i'd show you what your date should've done.”

your fingers stop picking at your nail polish, your lips pulling into a thin line. you knew rafe was a good friend, he always had been. but boyfriend material? you weren't so sure. you've seen the way he's run through girls like t-shirts; and you refused to be one of his discards. “rafe—” you started, but he cut you off, waving his hand dismissively.

“nah, nah. don’t ‘rafe’ me. i’m serious. you don't wanna date me? fine. understandable. but at least let me help ya out. y'know, as your friend. i could be uh...setting a standard or...whatever you wanna call it. i could give you a better time than he would've.”

you weren't stupid, you knew what rafe was trying to do. it's how he got all of the island girls to flock over him─manipulation. but was it really manipulation if you wanted it too?

‎ ‎ ─── ✷ ⊹ ࣪

“you taste so fuckin' good. shit — you're drippin for me.” rafe groaned, his eyes trained on drenched folds before they locked on your face, watching the way it contorted in pleasure with every swirl of his tongue against your clit. “feel good, yeah?”

you were only able to force out a few incoherent sounds, the overwhelming pleasure making your brain fuzzy. any guy you've ever slept with never offered or made the slightest effort to eat you out like this. so the new sensation of rafe's tongue had you seeing stars and gasping beneath him. “c'mon, i asked you a question, i want actual words, alright? i want you to tell me how good it feels. and look at me when i'm taking t'you.” rafe spoke against your sex, the vibration of his words making your hips twitch.

“mngh....y-yes.” you breath out, forcing your eyes open to lock to his, “feels good...s'good.” you whimper, glossed lips parting as you stare down at him.

“mmh, there ya go, that's my girl. when i ask something i expect a real answer, yeah?” rafe murmured as two of his long fingers easily slipped into your soaking hole, pulling a mewl from your lips and making your back arch off the mattress slightly. “fuck baby, you're perfect — s'fuckin tight.” he groaned, watching the way your narrow pussy sucked in his fingers, a ring of your slick coating the base of his digits. “y'been giving this pussy to amateurs i bet. don't worry though..i'll stretch ya out real nice.” rafe murmured, wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking on the sensitive bud, your eyes rolling back while his fingers moved in slow, deep strokes, finding the spongy spot that made you cinch around his fingers.

“mgnh...fuck, rafe. i—” you gasp, hands fisting the sheets under you, your words being punctuated by rafe purposely humming around your clit, the vibration making your hips twitch. “mmh yeah i know, pretty girl. gonna cum, yeah? go on baby...make a mess f'me.”

his hands squeeze your thighs as they start to tremble, a loud whine falling from your lips as your orgasm hits, your cunt fluttering around his fingers, glossy eyes squeezing shut. rafe groans against you, lapping your juices as he helps you ride out your orgasm. “yeah, that's it, baby...good girl.”

you felt completely boneless, muscles trembling and skin buzzing all over as you slowly try to come down, catching your breath as he pulled himself up to hover over you, his hand tapping your trembling outer thigh “open up f'me baby.”

your eyes flutter open, thighs shaking as you slowly let them fall open. your eyes half lidded as you stared up at him. rafe groans softly at the sight before him, positioning himself between your legs and slowly slid his leaking tip up and down your glistening lips, teasing your clit slowly.

“fuuuck” rafe groaned as he started to slip his twitching member into your leaking cunt, his eyes fluttering at the sensation of him bottoming out. “shit baby, you're so fuckin' tight...suckin' me in s'good” rafe grunted, his hips starting to snap against yours as he drove his cock in and out, watching your lips part and eyebrows furrow in pleasure.

your head falls back onto the mattress as you mewled beneath him, your lips opening but no words leaving your mouth, already too cock drunk to form any coherent sentences. “bet you needed this, hm? needed this pussy taken care of s'bad, you just had to be fucked by your best friend — you like that, don't you, baby? you like your best friend's cock stretching you out?”

before you could even process what rafe said, the sharp, jarring sound of your phone ringing pierced through the air. the loud and harsh sound causing rafe's eyes to snap up in annoyance, his grip on your hips tightening. “fuckin' christ — who's calling?”

with your brain slowly working to catch up to the situation, the persistent ringing of your phone seemed to finally sink in. your hands fumble around as you search for the phone, eventually finding it. glancing at the caller id, your eyes flutter in surprise, and you let out a whimper, forced to keep your eyes open as rafe's hips continue their relentless rhythm. “w-wait,” you stammer, struggling to catch your breath as you see andrew's name flash across the screen. “i — shit — i need to-”

“answer it.” he ordered, smirking down at you as he watched the name flash on the screen. “let him know your best friend's takin' good care of this pussy.” rafe murmured, noticing the hesitance in your expression.

“wasn't a question.” rafe grunted, taking your phone from your hand without any consent, his thrusts getting rougher as he answered the phone, putting it on speaker. “mmh, y/n's busy. fuck— y'know you're really missin' out though, man. this pussy's a fuckin' dream.” rafe spoke between breathy moans, the sounds of skin slapping and both you and rafe's moans clearly heard on the other end by andrew. “hear that? s'the sound of quality pussy, she’s sucking me in so tightly. bet you wish you were me huh?”

“hey, what is…” andrew's voice comes through the other end of the line, his words trailing off when he realized who he was talking to. “rafe?” rafe's smirk only widens at the sound of the obvious confusion and uneasiness in andrew's voice. “uh huh..” rafe groaned, “fuck man, she's takin' my dick so well; she even makes the prettiest noises f'me wanna hear?” the condescending, almost faux sympathy in rafe's voice was clear, it was obvious he was getting off on this.

he angled the phone closer to your face, making sure the sound of your lewd, almost pornographic moans and whines were clearly heard over the phone. “mmh yeah, all those pretty sounds just for me. but i uh— fuck, she might need to call y'back, man. gonna fill this pussy up soon.”

true to his word, rafe led you through four quivering orgasms after he hung up, letting himself go after your fourth one, his hips stuttering as his cock twitched, his warm liquid spilling inside of you.

“that definitely wasn't our last time...pussy's mine now.” rafe breathed out, collapsing next to you.

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[certifiedsexed]

Hey, I saw you reblog that one post that says "you are no different than middle schoolers using "gay" as a synonym for "stupid" or "lame"." And I was just wondering (as I'm in 8th grade now) is it ok for me to say use "gay" in that way if I'm LGBTQ? (Or at least I'm pretty sure I am). Bc I don't mean it in a homophobic way or anything, I js think it's kinda silly 😭 sorry if this is a weird ask

Well, I think joking occasionally about homophobia (in the way you're referencing) can be okay, I'd just be careful about it!

Like, if you're in the wrong crowd, that's just going to be taken as you being homophobic and you'll hurt people's feelings.

It's okay to joke about shit sometimes but like that post was referencing, don't do it about people and make sure you're joking with someone who understands you're just joking.

Also, y'know, moderate. Don't actually use "gay" to mean stupid or something like that, make sure it's actually just an occasional joke. Otherwise, it might become an instinct and that can kinda mess you up.

Btw, no worries about weird asks, I love all kinds of questions. <3

[captainjonnitkessler]

the main thing im struggling with in regards to AI art is if the person using AI can even call it their art. is the creator the person who put in the prompt(s)? is it the person who made the AI? is it all the artists that the AI created 0.01% of its patterns from? is it the AI itself? does the question even matter? i don't know if it's comparable to something like scrapbooking, moodboarding or interior design (see: using things You Didn't Make (magazine images, gifs, furniture) to then create your own art. the comparison just feels...off. there is a general understanding that scrapbookers/moodboarders/interior designers probably didn't create the things they're using, and people generally have a different view on it than say painting or drawing because of those differences in fundamentals. i understand that a lot of AI artists can take a lot of time, effort and skill into narrowing down prompts to get very unique and specific outputs but it feels more comparable to a commission to me. i do think there is an amount of creativity that goes into prompt-making, visualising the end product and figuring out how to get there, but i struggle to see where the line sits of "AI did this" vs "I used AI to do this". i also don't find generative AI to be very similar to other technology 'shortcuts' like digital art tools such as layering, blending and line stabilization -- generative AI is on a whole other level to that. i'd love to know your thoughts on this

I think AI generation is a tool that's the logical progression from a lot of already-existing digital art tools. We don't question whether a digital artist gets to call their work their own even though they couldn't have done it without the hundreds of people who program and maintain Photoshop and we don't question whether a traditional painter gets to call their work their own even though they didn't grind their own paints or build their own paintbrushes. For that matter, we don't call digital artists lazy hacks because they use a computer to generate colors instead of buying and mixing their own paints, because we understand it's a different medium that requires different skills - or at least, we don't anymore, because I'm pretty sure we went through all this same discourse when digital art started being a thing.

There's already plenty of art forms out there that rely on some level of randomness or automation - plenty of digital artists use custom brushes to do the grunt work of filling in foliage so they don't have to individually place every leaf, splatter artists let paint fall where it will instead of deliberately placing every dot, epoxy artists let physics and gravity pull resin across the canvas with relatively little human input. They're still artists, they're just using art styles and tools that don't rely on intention in every aspect of the art the way traditional artists might.

Overall I think if you say "sure, this person has an artistic vision they are trying to express with a tool that requires skill and practice to use effectively, but can we really call them an artist?" you're getting lost in the weeds. But I also think we've had this argument with every single advancement in art technology since we moved on from cave paintings, so I kind of wish we could just skip this one.

And because I think there's a disconnect here that people are getting tripped up on - am I saying that every person who throws a prompt into DALL-E is an artist? No, in the same way I don't call myself a photographer because I took a picture with my cellphone. But that doesn't mean the nature photographer who spends hours laboring over getting the perfect shot isn't an artist either, y'know?

[juniperdugong]

Hi again!! Thank you for the choso headcanons on finding his little sister, I hope it continues! I was wondering if you could do a multiple headcanons for teen gojo, geto, Shoko and nanami getting an American transfer student to Jujutsu high.

A/N: Yep yep yep, I can do this for sure! +bonus Haibara bc he's my baby

When an American student transfers to Jujutsu High!

incl: Teen Gojo, Geto, Shoko, Nanami, and Haibara

GOJO - Nonchalant but curious - The only questions he asks the first couple of weeks are about why they're soooo special that they had to come all the way from America to Japan - Lowkey...jealous, seriously doesn't understand how someone from outside of Japanese Jujutsu Society can be inducted into the school - "Must have some really special technique or some serious skills to be able to make it here...let's test that, huh?" - Get's told off for picking on you, Yaga basically smacking him to get him to stop - Once he finds out they have a few similar interests (*cough cough* Digimon *cough cough*) he's all over them! - Woah when did y'all become so buddy buddy?? - Teaches them Japanese through anime for suresiessss

GETO - Mildly curious but very friendly! - Doesn't poke or prod too much into their life but asks the basic questions - "What's America like? I've never been." - Finds it very interesting that curses don't appear often over there (In this AU I'd like to think this is how he found out about Tengen) - Gets annoyed when Gojo starts hanging around them more...not out of jealousy but because he's extra annoying due to their shared interests now - Spars with them often to give himself a challenge that isn't Gojo's powerful ass - Asks really philosophical questions about their opinion on the Jujutsu World - "Curses are really powerful here, how were they over in America? Wouldn't it be strange if the whole world were filled with sorcerers?" - Get's super invested if they divulge any sort of information about American Jujutsu - "Do you know any other American sorcerers?"

SHOKO - I'm gonna be so real - her reaction depends on if they're more masculine or feminine - If they're more masc leaning she's SO OVER IT! Get her out of this hell hole of testosterone. - 100% wouldn't be bothered in that case either - she has Utahime but other than her, nada - If they're more fem, THANK GOODNESS! - Finally, she has someone else to help her pick out clothes and go shopping with, y'know someone who WON'T drag her to KFC or the nearest game store - "What's trending over in the States right now?" - Would be so intrigued by the American experience but always voices her shock at how different the cultures are - "It's so weird that people don't take off their shoes in the house, how do you guys live like that?"

NANAMI - Not at all interested - Doesn't ask questions and honestly is slightly irritated because the others start asking him questions about if his family is from America - Treats you just as he would anyone else, trains with you, and goes on missions with you occasionally but other than that doesn't try and create any meaningful friendships there - When they start getting close to Gojo he distances himself even more - While on a mission together he asks, "You actually like that guy? Isn't he a bit annoying?" - When they respond with, "He is, but at least he brings a bit of normalcy when I'm far away from home. Nice to find someone who shares a hobby with me" - From then on he would soften a lot toward them, making the smallest effort to connect - "Here, I got these for you. They're from America." (It's Hot Cheetos)

HAIBARA - The most curious and most intrigued - Never runs out of questions to ask and tbh they can get a bit invasive - "Where'd you live? Oh! Why are you here? Oh! Are you on the run or something? Oh oh! Is your technique super crazy good?" - Always tries to drag them into his plans because he doesn't want them to feel left out - Sends encouraging texts every morning - "Good morning! It's Haibara! You did great yesterday! You're Japanese is really improving!" - Would take them out to all his favorite restaurants and introduce them to Japanese snacks and childhood games - If they're ever feeling homesick he's the one to immediately start researching to make them feel better - Makes chicken noodle soup to try and help but doesn't really know how :/ Ends up putting ramen noodles in it

A/N: Got to this a bit later than I wanted to because I was writing perfection but thank you for the request @broad-strokes87!! This is so funny, I feel like this is how they would react if I was transferring to Jujutsu High frfr Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)

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[yikesss-08]

—BLESSINGS!

(JJK Megumi x Reader)

Chapter: 8/?

Words: 17, 938

Summary: you're trying to get out of your arranged marriage while trying to balance your growing feelings for your best friend <3

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61532893

▹ chapter one!

Serenity. These were the few moments of your life when you didn't have to think, you didn't have to try to be anything you weren't because truthfully it didn't matter.

A page turned.

Serenity was that untroubled feeling, a feeling that shook your bones. Made you feel as fluid as the wind around you. Serenity was forgetting about your worries even if it were for a fleeting night, or maybe two if you're lucky. Craving anything to take your attention off the upcoming to prioritize the present instead, to run away from everything.

Another page turned.

For once your mind wasn't a disorganized mess of thoughts spanning from trivial matters like what to eat for dinner to more important things like how to go about a certain situation that's been plaguing your mind lately.

Then another.

Right now, it wasn't anything, just silence, partly due to the fact you were drifting off— but still, you listened closely, counting each page as they turned. That being only sound and his soft breathing. Nothing else seemed to matter more.

Silence.

"Are you asleep?" his low voice emerged from the darkness, the new sound prickling your ears to attention.

It was a brief silence as if you were asking yourself that same question. "Not yet."

It was silent for another moment, your mind wondering why he hadn't turned the page yet. Your eyes fluttered open, expecting to see his eyes glued to his book but they were looking down at you, almost curiously. "I don't understand you, you know."

"Why's that?"

He carefully placed the bookmark between the fold of the pages, closing it before he glanced back at you. "I don't ever see you reading when we come here. It's either you fall asleep or go on your phone to pass the time."

"Reading is boring. I'd rather watch a movie." you sat up straight at your seat at the table, removing your sleep-laden head from the comfort of resting on your arms so you could stretch.

It didn't make sense, going to the library just to not read. But books could never seem to grab your attention and pull you in, immerse you in every line, word, and sentence like it did for him.

You were almost jealous, watching his subtle expressions as he read, like how his eyebrows twitched or how his lips ever so slightly curled. It was as if he could feel every word.

But it was more than that. These little slivers of reprieve between the crashing waves of your stormy life felt nice. Like they were rationed selfishly to purposely make you cherish the occurrence even more.

He lets out a huff. "Typical." he reached over, grabbed a book he placed down earlier, and slid it to you. "Here. You need something to do instead of sitting around doing nothing all day anyways."

A slight scowl was obvious on your face as you took the small, thick book, reading the title, I Capture the Castle, almost incredulously before looking at him. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

"Read it." he said simply as he got up from his chair, giving you an expectant look before you gave him another scowl, following him.

"I have enough to be doing, y'know? And reading some random book isn't one of them." you muttered, your eyes skimming the front and the summary on the back.

"You've been slacking off on your phone since summer break started." he points out, checking the books out with the librarian, the sound of her nails clacking against the keys oddly satisfying.

"That's not true." you huffed quietly as you crossed your arms, shifting weight to your other foot as you waited.

"Sure." he acquiesced plainly, the sweltering heat of the mid-August sun assaulting you both as you walked along the sidewalk, your hand pulling your phone out of your pocket.

There was reflective silence.

…At least it was for Megumi.

You were too busy unintentionally grinning down at your phone, your fingertips basically flying over the keyboard as you texted.

His curious eyes couldn't help but wander despite his efforts to inwardly scold himself for his uncharacteristic nosiness.

And of course, it was exactly who he expected. Suna, some fleeting summer fling or a simple crush, he didn't know even himself.

Suna this. Suna that. Despite telling himself he shouldn't care too much and be impartial whenever you spilled your heart out about your crushes, he couldn't. Relationships and romantic stuff like that never interested him in any situation but hearing about your stories made him see you in a different light.

It was like the already caring and considerate version of you was amplified, you were reduced to a cheesy, hopeless-romantic mess, reminiscent of a star-struck fan girl, during your recollections to him. A side that was amusing to see.

Yet, what he didn't understand was why it made him so irrationally upset. Was it how when a 'new person' entered your life you treated him like an afterthought? Or was it how always ended up with you hurt at the end of it all? Had to be the latter.

Walks that would've usually been filled with your usual banter and conversations were replaced with monotonous silence that seemed never-ending.

"Do you want to get anything before we go back?" he suggested, glancing over to you before the silence blanketed you both again. He tries to get your attention again, more intently this time. "Y/n."

Your attention perked up as you looked at his unamused expression, knowing you probably missed what he said. "Hm? What’d you say?" you asked, hiding behind your sheepish grin.

You were met with a terse shake of his head. “Nothing. I said nothing.”

You gave him a nod, knowing you were more distracted than usual. You slip your phone into your purse, but the vibration of a notification makes your fingers itch with the urge to see the message. But you scold yourself inwardly. "Do you wanna get something before we get back?" you asked, your smile a silent apology for your wavering attention.

He huffs even more annoyed. "That's what I asked in the first place." he mutters, his words hidden under his breath. "Yeah. Let's go."

It was a short walk, just to a small convenience store you two frequented often. The bell chimed as you both entered, the cashier greeting you two from the counter and the air conditioning inside being a well-needed contrast from the heat outside.

You watch Megumi walk down the aisle of candies and chips, the bright and luring colors all calling to you yet fell on blind eyes when it came to him. He stands in front of the shelves and hooks with all the cough drops and caramels, his eyes looking for one thing in particular.

You walked lower down the aisle grabbing what caught your eye, and maybe a thing or two for Yuji and Nobara. "You really live off those nasty things," you say watching him reach for a pouch of ginger chews in your peripherals, your lips curled in disdain.

He seemed personally offended on behalf of his ginger candies. "Nasty? They're way better than those sickly sweet Twix bars you eat." he glanced at the said bar and the other array of snacks you had cradled in your arm.

It was your turn to get offended as you walked up to the checkout counter, placing your items down, an addition of an ice cream bar making its way into the mix. "What do you like? Other than anything ginger-flavored."

"There's not much that tops that." he mumbles, he grabs a couple of sheets of yen from his wallet after seeing the total, placing them in the pay tray before they are exchanged by the clerk for a receipt which he takes.

You sighed as you two walked out of the convenience store, bag in his hand while you unwrapped the chocolate-covered ice cream stick you had gotten. You take a bite, the dark cacao cover slightly crunching against your teeth and cooling you off. "Spoken like a true weirdo with a ginger obsession."

He scowls, yet there was no heat in his gaze. "Just eat your ice cream, it's melting."

You just smile and let out an acquiescing scoff.

To say life wasn't going good for you right now, would be a bold-faced lie. With nothing to come in the way of the normalcy of your day-to-day life and plague your mind with relentless worries, you were utterly carefree.

And the addition of summer break only added to that, like the perfect cherry on top. Sleeping in till noon with no reason to wake up early, staying up till two glued to your phone; the pinnacle of summer vacation.

Hanging out in Megumi’s room or both of your favorite spots, going on impromptu yet thrilling excursions with the whole group that seemingly always left at least one of you in trouble, and staying out till whatever time you wanted—it that sweet juvenile freedom you relished alright.

As long as you had money, a means of transportation and your friends, fun would always be following just around the corner.

Not to mention the money you got from missions funded your impulsive retail therapy sessions with Nobara, who was the only person who seemed to share the same level of enjoyment for shopping you did. Conversely, Yuji and Megumi found it dreadful, carrying bags of things you two probably wouldn't wear twice after being basically forced to come along in the first place.

You had grown accustomed to your life here despite being here for only three years, rooted in the wild reality that you didn't have to be anything other than yourself, that you didn't have to be anyone other than Y/n.

No more suffocating expectations from your family, no more expected conformity, no more being forced into the mold of a perfect daughter you now had finally learned to outgrow.

Everything was finally how you wanted.

Back at the dorms, you were greeted by Yuji and Nobara idling in the dormitory lounge, slung on the couches like draping blankets, their boredom evident in their dull expressions.

Nobara's head perked up at the sound of you and Megumi coming in, her eyes going to the bag in Megumi's hand then the popsicle stick perched on your lips, a delighted brow raised. "You two took long enough." she grinned expectantly as she sat up, seeing Megumi pass her the bag wordlessly. "Thanks."

Yuji's attention was piqued, and his previously sluggish demeanor rejuvenated at the sight of food. "Aw, thanks Megumi! You're the best." Yuji beams with his signature wide smile, not wasting a second as he reaches for a snack in the bag, tearing it open with carefree gusto. "You guys got the good stuff too."

"What do any of you even do around here?" Megumi's expression soured at the sight of their recent indolence, eyes narrowed at the duo heedlessly indulging in their snacks, paying his nagging no mind.

The more he thought about it, he was starting to realize that the balance of chores around here was tipping unfavorably to his direction, weighed down by you three's excuses to get out of them every time.

You hummed in agreement, nodding to punctuate his point as you plopped yourself down on the couch and leaned back with a relieved sigh. "Exactly what I'm saying."

"You're included if that wasn't obvious." He cast you a sidelong glare, his thick, dark brows slightly furrowed.

"Me?? I went outside today, that's the opposite of doing nothing." you tried to contend but your words fell flat against his deeply unamused look.

Yuji tilted his head back to let a handful of Skittles fall into his mouth. "I trained today, 'm kinda tired," he admitted, words muffled by the candies.

"I was busy shopping. That stuff takes priority, duh." Nobara answered simply as if it were a known fact as she popped a chip in her mouth, her free hand scrolling on her phone.

"That's not what I meant. I mean doing productive things around here." Megumi griped, his irritation beginning to spark as he started his usual, overly-long rant about the distribution of tasks around and whatever, it wasn't like you three were listening anyway.

"Hey, hey, look." Yuji began, getting Nobara's attention with a dumb grin as he flung a Skittle in the air to skillfully catch it with his mouth, an impressed laugh leaving Nobara's lips.

"Wait, lemme try!" She reaches over to the red Skittle pouch, Yuji defensively moving it away and despite his obvious protest, she grabs a handful anyway. "See, I can do that too." she quickly adds, as she tries to mirror the pink-haired boy's actions in vain as the orange candy bounces off her forehead into her lap instead.

"See, you can't do it!" Yuji gloats pridefully with a smug laugh, your laugh at their exchange only spurring on Nobara's competitive side as she scowls.

An annoyed Megumi watches the interaction in disapproval. Seeing the flying Skittles arc in the air into their mouths with giggles of enjoyment following made him realize his words were falling on deaf ears, you included since you were encouraging their behavior with laughter and applause.

"Are you guys even listening??" Megumi speaks up once again, arms now crossed tight and his face blanketed with a deep scowl.

It was almost baffling to see what trivial things could keep you three entertained.

But this was how it always was, what you were now used to, your dynamic with your much-loved and cherished group.

From each of you awkwardly doing Gojo's supposed to be 'fun' icebreakers to get to know each other to now having a tight-knit friend group after two years of being together all the time, you all just got along naturally. Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi— they all just made life so much more enjoyable, made it lively, and gave your dull life color.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

(thanks for reading if you made it this far ^^)

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61532893

[cyanocophrenic]

What are your favorite aspects about blueberry inflation?

lmao I'm so sorry, Anonococcus, you probably don't deserve this, but it's happening anyway.

👆 That's basically the question that prompted me to create this, an entirely separate tumblr from my normie one. I figured I'd write a couple of horny stories, get no attention whatsoever, and look at What I Had Done, and I'd see some patterns, and I'd be like "Ah Okay Now I Understand What's Wrong With Me" (fun fact for y'all homestucks, I'm a diehard Kanaya main. best girl. i miss her. do with that what you will.) anyway and having that analytical understanding of my weird fetishy ways, i'd then dissolve those desires back into the raw psyche-material and integrate them into more realistic, normative sexual expressions irl. i been thinkin' bout berries alone for a long time, and i got really tired and sad being that alone.

anyway, i have at least one fursona now, and i've made some cool friends (with more on the way?), and i keep finding good ideas for stories, and people seem(?) to enjoy the ones i've published, so... you can see how well that worked. and i love what i have now. working toward accepting these things about myself is (and was) the only real way forward, and i'll fight tooth and nail to keep what i've found here.

so, *big boss voice* favorite aspects of blueberry inflation, huh?

Gonna put this under a cut because it's gonna be nasty and weird and vulnerable and I don't wanna just drop that on anybody. Not suggesting that anyone will want to, but maybe don't reblog this if we're not mutuals, or if you don't Get It. And knowing me, Getting It will be a rare occurrence.

And once more, for the people in the back: MINORS DNI !

Favorite blueberry inflation aspects, go:

Well, first of all (and I mean this very literally):

it gets me soaking fucking wet.

I've kinda stopped trying to understand why. I have vague ideas, but I don't know that I'm ever going to be able to explain my needs to someone in a way where their lightbulb clicks on and they get it, and... I could be using that time to look at yummy smut instead, tbh.

It cuts straight through my skull, grey matter, every real and imagined barrier i've put between the outside world and my deepest vulnerability. It hits me dead-center-bullseye in the heart and the mind at the same time. That's a favorite, for sure.

Like... I kind of love everything about it? Even the depictions I don't care for, or the interpretations that don't resonate for me. I don't know if I've just spent too long fermenting alone and maybe I've gone a little crazy, but... I don't think I have. I think I was always like this, but it's been hard to tell without anyone else to provide context. Now I've gotten to talk with some people, and feel a little seen, and see them (i think? a little?) for who they are, and we're so different while still being the same. I knew there were other people like me, but now I Know, y'know? It's a wild feeling.

It's pretty cool how it just haunts me like a shadow, too. I mean that.

Not often, but every once in a while, I'll catch myself in the mirror, avoiding eye contact for some reason. I'll just kinda like... watch myself: long two-tone hair, pronouns, frankly great boobs, muscles, tattoos, long legs... no lie, I'm lowkey a hottie irl. T4T candy, at the very least. It's taken a while to get there, but I can see what other people have seen, sometimes. I have a few really-good things going for me. Not the ones I would choose for myself (get me a rouge the bat bbl STAT), but good nonetheless.

But I digress (a lot).

Anyway, I'll just watch that reflection and think "You think you're supposed to be a blueberry, don't you?" and after a moment, it'll reply "So do you, beloved."

How can I hide from that?

I know this isn't what you wanted this answer to be, Anon, and I'm a little sorry about that. I just can't really answer your question in a fun or hot way at the moment.

I don't think I have favorite aspects of blueberry inflation, disappointing as I know that answer is. I don't know that it's accurate to say I like it, or want it. I'm somewhere else with it for the time being. Hate to say this, but-

Blueberry inflation isn't something I just enjoy. Blueberry inflation is what I am.

[pynkhues]

How do you think Lestat conceptualizes what Louis feels for him? Watching s1, especially with the context of s2, it really looks like Lestat genuinely thought Louis never really loved. I find the contrast between 1x1 and the latter half of s1 so interesting. It seem to me that without being able to read Louis' thoughts and with Louis' refusal to verbally affirm his feelings, he genuinely started to believe that Louis was interested in him physically at most, and then not even that (which must've stang especially, seeing how it can be argued that Lestat has a tendency to objectify himself and tie his self-worth to his desirability as a trauma response). We're really just speculating for now, obviously, but I'm wondering about your thoughts on modern day Lestat especially!

That's an interesting question, anon! Mm, I'd say that he must have known Louis had feelings for him at the very least before he turned him - he could still read his mind at that point after all, and they were courting for a year - but I tend to think that would probably have been a combination of deep affection and attraction more than anything else, given - - y'know. Louis didn't even know they were courting, haha. During their relationship - - I don't know, I suspect he probably pendulumed between knowing that Louis loved him, and having genuine doubt too.

Lestat's raised by Gabrielle to understand that love is something that's generally withheld, and depending on your reading of his relationship with Nicki, I do think that perhaps further entrenched parts of that. While Nicki can be generous, loving and affectionate, the way they break up with Nicki swearing he actually hated him all along and wanted them to die together in Paris would fuck anyone up, especially given Louis and Nicki have some similarities (although I don't think they have as many as parts of the fandom do, really, same with Louis and Gabrielle - I think all three of them are pretty unique characters).

Lestat's a chronic romantisier of his own history as a means of emotional survival, but I don't think he forgets much, and I imagine that the memory of his and Nicki's break-up probably coloured a lot of his and Louis' fights, particularly the one where Louis technically broke up with him before returning with Claudia (Louis, the disaster you are, ily), so in those moments - - yeah. I think he probably thought Louis had never actually loved him, but I think in the moments when they were good, when they were happy, he probably was unwavering in his belief that Louis did.

(It's kind of interesting to think about too that Louis did tell Lestat he hated him too, only where Nicki said it while breaking up with Lestat, Louis said it while getting back together with him, and I'm genuinely looking forward to those parallel gifsets in s3, haha).

I do think he took Louis saving his life as an act of love though, and I think in the long aftermath of that, both before the Trial and after it, when Louis chose Armand, it's probably the thing he clung to the most as reflective of that. There's so much that he feels - the cord between them, their hearts beating in time, the memories of the best of it all - but Lestat's also a character with just so much baggage (totally agree about Lestat objectifying himself as both a trauma response and a manifestation of insecurity, and that Louis no longer wanting to have sex [which is absolutely his right, and normal] was something Lestat took as a much deeper rejection than Louis realised), that I think can outweigh that sometimes.

So yeah, I'd say it probably varies based on his mood and maybe even the minute. A part of him knows, a part of him doubts, the only thing he can be sure of is that he himself loves Louis, and Lestat might withhold his history, but he rarely withholds his emotions.

[pigeonstab]

Since I got some free time I continued to play Outer Wilds and here is a recap of my progress! As usual, spoilers

Ok ok ok I officially added Giant's Deep to the planets I'm exploring! I think this might be my favorite planet out of all of them. The constant raining and swirling is so cozy... Yes, the gravity is a bit annoying, but other than that it's super chill

Met Gabbro! The only one I 100% remember by name I'd say. WHAT A CHARACTER DESIGN. Awesome antenna horns. Suit DESIGNED to be able to play the flute. And it's so so so so so much fun to have someone who not only understands, but is also super chill about it. Also shout out to Gabbro for giving me a meditation button so that I don't have to search for a way to die lmaoooo

Finally found a way to the observatory, which definitely taught me more about the Eye

Oh and about how to go under the current. Which I did. Not sure how to enter the electrical sphere though, but I think the answer includes the jellyfish. Also the recording on one of the islands says that Feldspar (?? iirc) knows the way to do it, but yeah. That means going to Dark Bramble

Also idk how I hallucinated one or two masks shining somewhere within the Ash twin, but it's three. One more person who's looping too. So my guess stands, either it's Feldspar or! Some poor last Nomai.

Still not sure how to get inside though. But btw now I'm HUNDRED percent certain the sun is Nomai's fault, all the writings confirm that, and they made the Statues specifically so that it like. Doesn't happen. Because Ash Twin's core "can handle supernova". Which raises the question: what the fuck happened. Guys you were prepared for this you had the statues. And you made the technology. Guys it should be chill right. Current theory is they decided to die on purpose. Sacrifice their species. Somehow thinking that it's gonna change things?? We'll see

Oh also the thing orbiting the Giant's Deep is pretty cool. Knowing more about it I started paying it more attention as I wake up and!!! It shoots a different location every single time. Meaning!!!!!!! It's somehow unaffected by the time loop (+ potentially designed to work within it). Wasn't it made to search for the Eye? By just kinda trying random locations? I think that's what's going on. Were they hoping that once it finds it... the loops would end? The sun doesn't supernova? Those two might be connected

Also damn the sun for its gravitational pull I just wanted to look at the sun station. (Admittedly I didn't try THAT hard but yk. Damn. Also the station is spinning so fast)

Also I THINK I'm supposed to search inside the Interloper, but I haven't found any ways in. Oh and it does fly into (close enough to) the sun several times per loop, at least two. Bc it does that at the beginning for sure

COMPLETELY FORGOT AND REMEMBERED WHILE PROOFREADING. ANGLERFISH!! I finally found the way into the anglerfish cave. Useful info, but also the game thing is so adorable aaaaa. Genuinely the kinda stuff I'd play as a kid

And the way they write constantly and their recordings are the text you can LOOK AT suggests they usually used written language as opposed to spoken. Because why would the kids be discussing the rules of the game in writing and not just words

Ok I thinkkkkkk that's all. Peace and love and hope you're having a great summer :]

Yeassss we love Gabbro, they're definitely one of my favorites.

One mask for you, one for Gabbro and one for the road. You're right about the probe being designed to work within the time loop. (Why those two answers are in the same paragraph I'll let you find out)

There are two ways of getting to the sun station (I'm guessing you haven't gotten inside yet?) I found one of them by dumb luck and circumstance lol, so keep lookin' cause it'll answer a lot of things (also. Talk to Chert?)

The interloper ahhh I think you're gonna have a special moment with that one I don't wanna say too much y'know? But do search its entire surface (and butt) if you haven't yet, it'll give you some hints you're already on the right path with its orbit.

Yessss I think the Nomai writing is so so cool, and you can also see how different the kids' writing is from the adults', with the kids it's bigger and less neat, I love it...

[noodle-made-a-mistake]

A short list of things that bother me about the Magisterium canon:

Forgive me in advance for rambling, I have to get these thoughts out of my brain lmao (also it's been a couple years so correct me if I'm wrong! (I really hope I’m wrong on some of these :’) )) Spoilers ahead obviously!

● The lack of Calron :(

● Not taking the opportunity to develop Tamara's character and keeping her static until she's randomly just different. Strong female characters aren't just skilled and perfect until their one flaw (usually it's having feelings like any other human being) is revealed shockingly (that's just sloppy characterization), they should be crucial to the plot and not overlooked in favor of developing other characters (from what I remember she literally was my favorite while reading the series until she just got annoying (??) after a while, of course that could just be because the story is told through Call's perspective but still)

● The entire school system that I need more info on bc it sounds so unthought out and not like something that has existed for hundreds of years

● The forceful nature of making people serve as masters?? That makes no sense? Like, “Congratulations on not dying during your schooling or in the war(s), your prize is forced labor 👍.”

● Also THE COLLEGIUM WAS MENTIONED AND NEVER ELABORATED UPON

● TGT. Least favorite book. Get out. Tgt truthers how do you do it??

● The Maugris plot twist. It destroys the meaning behind the past four books. It's just so uncalled for and frankly just sloppy ig? I love the idea in a way, but only if it's foreshadowed from the beginning. Also I'm too attached to the complicated dynamic of Alastair raising his possible ex-bestie for it to end up like that

● The fact that the iron trio is out of school for half the series, I'd like to know what's normal, y'know??

● THE LACK OF ELABORATION ABOUT THE FIRST GEN I WANT TO KNOW MORE I HAVE TO KNOW MORE

● They did my man Constantine especially wrong, give him some ✨️character✨️ aside from E V I L and problematic (trademark) and charming (???)

● AND ALASTAIR GOD TELL ME MORE?? He's characterized as distant and obviously traumatized with his hate of his magic involved past but I just need to know what that past was like. Like who was he before his dead wife syndrome?? Idk but I'd of liked any excuse to know more about it just so I can understand him more??

● Please give me a single character trait of Declan's?? Like he was mentioned a handful of times and that's all we got. He was just some guy and I am hating it !!

● And Sarah. Like. She was a mom and liked peace as a concept but she also made a cool ass knife. That's a lot of things left up for interpretation. And I know Call wasn’t allowed to ask questions for plot reasons but god i wish he had more information about his own dead mother for Christ's sake

● Also other than a victim, who was Jericho? I need to know who this kid who drew scribbles in the margins of his very important journal while writing about how he was slowly being killed was. What was his relationship really like with his brother if he was so scared to say that he was dying or what gave him the impression that he didn't care?? It's fascinating and I need him under a microscope immediately

● Also the lack of queer representation until the last two books. AND THEN IT WASN'T EVEN ANY OF OUR MAIN CAST. Literally the saddest L ever :(

● AND AARON WAS NEVER CONFIRMED QUEER LIKE WHAT THE FUCK JUST L O O K AT HIS CHARACTER AND INFACT ALL OF OUR CORE CAST IS AT LEAST BI LIKE C O M E O N (ik they're like kids but even I knew I was not straight when I was like 11 and i lived in the most conservative non-LGBTQ-friendly town known to man)

● Low key, callmara was so bad, like I love them but not the way it happened, horrible set up. Tamara deserved so much better and to not have her entire character destroyed by becoming a love interest. I wish they thought about her as an independent character instead of the means to implement a romantic subplot in tgt, they did so good in the first books with that

● Also there's no elaboration on what chaos is. It's the mystical 5th element. Wow! Let's go girl, give us nothing! You'd think that if Makaris were so exceptionally rare and special that we'd get some explanation on how they come to be and what it is exactly that they can control but we're just left to assume it's the special "chosen one" type of thing. Idk it bothers me for some reason :/

That's just off the top of my head and it's been years since I read the series all the way through (I should do a reread soon). For the most part I adore this funky series and I hate to bash it but I felt the need to ramble about it's shortcomings because I'm not crazy, right?? It had so much potential! Anyway, I'm sort of glad for the blanks in the story despite complaining about them because it leaves room for fics and fan interpretations that I always love to see, but on the other hand, I'd like for the story to feel finished and not like a last minute science fair project.

Thanks for sticking around for my late night rambling lmao

[inchidentally]

https://x.com/charlclerc/status/1749478427239891090?s=20

I think someone here missed the sight of a soaked Oscar <3

ok so big shock!! I'm gonna use this sweet little morsel of Lando pausing in his remaining winter break to look back on that glorious day

to create an absolute smorgasbord of what Suzuka meant to him and to Oscar

I've edited together the most chewable parts of the post race press conference tho tbh it's mostly just removing the parts where Max tries his best to put a slight new twist on answering the exact same questions as last weekend lgflajsg.

so at the start I love the little private smile Lando and Oscar share when Max's fanfare is going on - it gives me a little rueful but also slightly creepy twinning vestal virgins au like are we going to destroy him Lando? yes we are going to destroy him Oscar

(I AM NOT BEING SERIOUS IT'S JUST JOKES).

which is even funnier with what Max leads into about seeing these two goddamn McLarens sandwiching him and for a split second thinking ah so they want to destroy me? oh dear. like Max is very at home on that couch but the presence of these two creatures sharing covert smiles with each other has him (and probably a lot of that room) uneasily wondering if that's all y'know, normal and above board? they're not like... witches, right? haha. crazy!

and I think the cool meticulous way Lando treats his own performance is a really good example of how (in my opinion!) his self-flagellation does need to be reeled in because he's never the sort to be soaring high enough to compensate for those lowest lows. for a while I was undecided but honestly I agree with Martin Brundle, Jenson Button and Oscar who've said (in different ways and indirectly from Oscar) that Lando is far too level-headed and race smart to be hanging his own tender hide out like he does. I so appreciate how measured he was in self-approval over his back to back podiums and no one's asking him to get cocky, but I'd really love to see him match this approach to when he struggles as a driver (and not just a car issue which was the case pre Silverstone).

contrast that with Oscar discussing his own self-criticisms of the weekend but equally saying he'll still relish the maiden podium. and crucially that he can fairly put at least part of his struggles - which he was also meticulous about - down to this being his first time racing at Suzuka. an anon sent an ask about Andrea praising Oscar specifically for his performance there and you can really feel the influence Andrea has had throughout the season on Oscar. because before Silverstone, Oscar had a tendency to monotone lowness and disappointment in himself that bordered dangerously on bitterness and maybe even a fear/doubt of how his rookie season would indeed turn out? but Andrea's approach of optimism, faith in teamwork and specifically in making sure Oscar was looked after while Lando naturally performed so much better, absolutely sank in.

and it makes sense that Oscar as a rookie has so much more mental plasticity when it comes to outside influence - and says a lot about Andrea's leadership too. it's where I wish Lando could have had Andrea as principal from day one too. bc understandably, Lando has graduated to that level of knowing himself so well as a driver relative the drivers around him that there's an existing almost prejudice about himself that the people in charge of guiding him have to overcome.

literally everyone who knows and who matters has said how similar Lando and Oscar are in terms of their approach to the car and their dedication to the team. and I know Andrea has shielded Lando in his own way by saying that it's a champion's mentality to have as much passion and emotion as Lando does. but - and this is honestly such a great piece about Andrea go read it and thank you again to @mecachrome for repping him so much - he also emphasized the positivity that was so crucial to pushing the team through those awful early races. I don't at all blame Lando for getting a bit grim toward himself at times thinking not only about that first race win but also the championship. but I also really hope that between Andrea and Oscar (source: Lando himself!) he can use the lifts of his highs to not sink so low anymore.

skipping back to around the minute mark when Lando says how much more this second place means to him than Singapore because of the double podium and also because of his own performance being better. not to get too ~contentious~ but this is why I really have needed the Singapore high to wear off as fast as it did for Lando when people are discussing Lando's 2023 as a driver and not as part of a ship. absolutely still revel in it in an rpf sense! but like, real life Lando is intensely loyal to his team and y'know what else? he's intensely loyal to loyalty. which is precisely what Oscar has been proving to McLaren since signing that pre-contract the summer before. it took an entire court case for Oscar to get to McLaren and he was met with a wall of hate coming from three sides. comment sections were filled with people celebrating McLaren's 2023 initial struggles and vilifying Oscar for how much he was costing them (in every sense) for paying out Daniel. and it was the Suzuka weekend when Oscar agreed immediately to extend his contract further.

Lando had a front row seat for all of that once the season started. and considering how few races Oscar's dad and Lily were able to make due to being on the other side of the world and final year of school respectively, Oscar spent a fair amount of that time getting to grips with being in F1, and the particular pressure and stress from media and fans, largely alone in terms of a private life. so it says so much about how well he was repaid by the team and also by Lando for keeping his cool and putting in the extra hours and keeping the faith.

and around 2 mins "we have two drivers up fighting for those positions" "we can help one another and use one another". that tandem the two of them have achieved before the season is even over was largely formed when the car was fighting against them. as was the case with Carlos and then Daniel and truly every other F1 driver, Lando did NOT have to intervene or take on a specific responsibility toward Oscar. F1 drivers aren't pack animals, they move through their careers alone and are happy if they can be buddies with their partner. so to see Lando as the number one show faith in Oscar and stand up for him and receive that trust and faith in return is so unique. Lando controlled that as much as Andrea did - maybe even more considering how he says he feels Oscar is so similar to him in a lot of ways. it's not uncommon for charismatic guys like Lando, Carlos and Daniel to make friends with their team mate.

but I think the whole "Lando effect" thing has actually been a huge disservice to what Lando has put into the partnership with Oscar. in this interview early on in the season, he says how Oscar is really quiet and that it's just how most people are in their first year and "we'll change him". but as we've seen, Oscar didn't end up changing and funnily enough the hanging out he and Lando do off the track has been as private and only alluded to as the rest of Oscar's private life. Lando got a lot of Oscar on his camera (again, a lot we haven't gotten to see yet) but really there was no big transformation in terms of Oscar becoming one of the charismatic personalities of the grid. and yet he and Lando only got closer and more supportive of each other in all the ways that matter to a partnership. so I think it's a much bigger credit to Lando that he learned to understand Oscar's personality better and still found ways to establish that sense of trust and loyalty without a bromance or a bunch of common interests to act as glue.

when they do that slightly eerie, intense active listening when the other is speaking, it's them having a synchronicity that has nothing to do with how guys usually bond. (that's why my vestal virgins au yes I know it's weird)

Lando wasn't in any position of power for any of that to be relevant with Carlos or Daniel - Carlos was so far advanced already in his career and Daniel had his thing going on w McLaren that Lando had no control over (and rightly didn't respond to people demanding he show some kind of shame?? or partake in the blame). so loyalty never really played a part in his partnerships with those two, whereas (and maybe as a result of that) Lando's loyalty to McLaren as a team only grew each season. so seeing someone close to his own age but far behind in experience, work so hard and prove so early on that he wants to stay, absolutely brought out a pride from Lando for Oscar that I really hope he will also extend to himself more. major Zak Brown levels of back pats to Lando.

and side note but it needs to no longer be a question or point of contention when Lando says that Silverstone and then the double podiums are superior races for him. Lando loves his F1 buddies, absolutely. but Lando didn't burn through junior championships by favoring his buddies. he loves racing and his team more. and he sure didn't get that second place podium in Singapore because of a buddy, it was because of the position he'd put himself in. just like how Carlos would have given DRS to anyone behind him who was on older tires like he was to ensure that win. like, let's remember the manic obsession that has brought these men to where they are. buddies are a part-time thing. rpf is my meat and drink but I'll never confuse it up with that reality lol.

4:45 the Senna-Prost comparison - and I could probably get all deep about the youngest generation referring to those old bitter alpha male rivalries as something long gone (but I won't). but it's a really good call-back to Monza and the coming together because there's Oscar's ability to see his performance clearly and where it went wrong for him leading to that third place and not higher. and god, I am in no way saying that it's possible to compare Lando being in his fifth season without a race win to a rookie celebrating his first podium. I just really hope that Lando reminds himself that he's come of age in F1 in the Max Verstappen era and that in the cool down room at Qatar, Oscar giddily thanked Mercedes for clearing a path for him. that it doesn't always have to be pure perfection and pace to keep him afloat. sometimes points are points and serendipity plays her part.

"I've been drowned by Lando in champagne" god I will never be over Lando's smug toothy smile

and I will also never be over the way Lando went from clearly dreading being the "older/experienced" teammate and not knowing what to make of Oscar's quiet, reserved personality, to the intense proprietary authority of practically holding Oscar up by his collar like a prize cat in Suzuka and saying "this is mine! I helped make this what it is! look how good this is!"

all while baptizing him in champagne <3

[shifterin]

🍎🥝🍒 for the fruit ask game!

thank youuuu sm for the ask, my dear mutual! :D

— 🍎 SHINY RED APPLE … what are you the absolute best at in your DR? the thing that, when people need help with it, they let out the most gigantic sigh of relief when you walk in the room—everyone knows you do it best

okay, so... this really goes for both of my current drs (teen wolf & beatles). i'd say i'm the most competent when it comes to mediating a disagreement or just, in general, getting things done that no one really wants to do. mom friend things, y'know? i'm the one that goes 'he said no pickles' when we order food 💀 some of the people who are more protective of me in my drs (like derek - teen wolf dr and john - beatles dr) get kind of irritated about it on my behalf and they're like, just let them do it themselves, you don't have to deal with everyone's problems. which, very true, and i could probably benefit from a break, BUT! it's my love language, okay? i must caretake.

— 🥝 FUZZY BURST KIWI … what’s something about you in your DR that people wouldn’t expect to be true? it doesn’t quite line up, some fabulous detail about you. when people find out, they’re positively shocked

ah, teen wolf dr. i was gonna try to talk about my beatles dr, but i fear that little town in california takes up 98% of my brain. to answer the question, i think i'd have to say my friendship with miss lydia martin. it shocks me to this day. maybe due to her hidden psychic ability, lydia knew and became exactly what i needed at a point in my life where i had condemned myself to complete solitude. something about the flamboyant popular girl softened me. she began dragging me everywhere with her, even on stupid double dates with her prick of a boyfriend and some random member of the lacrosse team that she was currently trying to set me up with. and the thing is, i let her. because i have a soft spot for persistent idiots who refuse to let me wallow in my own misery. to this day, she is one of my very best friend's. no one really understands it. but it works, somehow. us redheads gotta stick together, i guess?

— 🍒 BLOODRED CHERRIES … what is your biggest fear in your DR? you don’t have to get deep if you don’t wanna—it can be as small and horrifying as a spider or the dark. something that truly rattles you to your bones

alright, so, again, first thing that came to mind was my teen wolf dr because, let's be real, there's a lot to be afraid of in that reality. mine is a little nonsensical, though. i'm terrified of myself. not even my current self, which would at least make a little more sense, but a version of myself that never even came to pass. you see, i look at allison and i think: that could've been me. i could've been on the opposing side, fighting against the people that mean the absolute world to me now. if only i wasn't bitten, i fear the monster i would've become. when i start talking like that, derek (who has always been far too generous and kind to me) tells me that i was different from the start, that that's what landed me in this position in the first place. and he's not entirely wrong, i know it's irrational, but it haunts me.

[tobiasdrake]

The Hundred Line: Last Defense Academy 23 - Murder Practice

I did not expect us to have a viable plan but here we go with a viable plan. Let's go save our missing boy from his own awful decision-making.

I assure you, he was not. Thinking, I mean. This feels more like an act of desperation than a carefully contemplated plan.

That...

...is actually a good point, Ima. I've been looking at this from the perspective of "Eito is weirdly desperate to get away from the LDA", but what if it's the other way around?

Maybe there's something in the TRC that Eito is desperate to return to. So desperate that he'd go off half-cocked like this when nobody agreed to go with him.

We know he has a medical condition of some sort. It might be related to that. It's possible that staying here could literally kill him. Or something. IDK.

Yeah, let's get moving. I just hope we know what we're doing. Counting on Ultimate Seek skills here to blaze our trail.

So we want to stick close to the school while we search.

Oh cool, there's a map marker. I was worried about that. Score one for Ultimate Seek!

Yep, that definitely settles it.

Hold up, hold up. I have an idea.

EITO!!! IF YOU'RE DEAD, GIVE ME A SIGNAL!!!

...

Well, that's inconclusive.

Haha

Hahahahaha

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

GODDAMMIT DARUMI, it's hard for me to mourn Eito's death when I'm laughing this hard.

Only if we care about dying.

Which you don't, so. Y'know. Great news!

Yeah, that makes sense. If he's dead then I call dibs on his....

...does he...

...do any of us have stuff?

...

I get his glasses.

EITO!!! IF YOU'RE DEAD, HOLD UP A FINGER!!!

...

He didn't flip me off. I would have flipped me off. I think that means he's dead.

Alright, let's recover the body so the others know we didn't blow off the job.

...I just realized we have to do this without Hiruko. She carries this stable. Fuck.

Eito, you're alive! I knew we'd find you again, my guy. T_T I never gave up hope that one day, we would meet again.

Alright, we do what we can but if worse comes to worse, we chuck Eito at them and run.

...IS what I'd be saying if I didn't have faith in us! Ahahahahahahaha please stop looking at me like that, Takemaru.

Okay, that is a hell of a battle cry and it fills me with inspiration. I'll follow you into battle any day, Takemaru.

That is much less inspirational but you do you, Darumi!

Okay I definitely lowballed us because this took 1 turn. I'm sorry! The giant teddy bear guy looked a lot more menacing than it turned out to be!

Turns out practicing murder was the way to go. I'm sorry I doubted you, Darumi.

Welcome back, Eito. Glad to see you safe and sound. Takemaru wanted to leave you behind but I told him we do NOT abandon our me--

OW. Who kicked me in the shin?

The consequences of your bad choices. That's the answer to all three of your questions, honestly.

My money's on his condition, actually. I don't think the Invaders got him; I think he passed out suddenly while walking.

Oh, trust me, there were some strong arguments being made in that direction. But Ultimate Seek was the clinching factor. So rest assured that the Power of Friendship ultimately won the vote on a narrow margin.

You may rest assured that at least one person here intended to find you alive.

I think we might actually be getting through to him. He seems to seriously be considering the weight of those words.

!!!

He actually meant to come back! I did not anticipate that. He went scouting to find something he could use to convince the rest of us to run for it.

That changes things a bit, at least in my estimation.

Well, at least you understand that now.

Well, shit. Takumi gets to see it but we don't yet, but I bet you money it's some piece of Sirei or something. Maybe his hat.

Alright, Eito. Let's get you back to school. Hey, apropos of nothing, could you stick your hand in my stab wound? Every time we use the Blood Cocoon, it leaves this gaping smoke hole in our chests and I am so, so curious to know what's inside there.

Eito?

Eito?

If you died back there, you have to tell me. I'm not dragging you all the way back just to find out you became a corpse halfway through.

Eito?

...

Sigh. Gonna be a long walk back to the LDA. Darumi, make sure he-- On second thought, Takemaru, make sure he's breathing. And then who's up for I Spy?

[eisforeidolon]

Question: The show came out almost 20 years ago, so if it came out this year, what do you think would change?

Jared: Yeah, yeah, yeah, [to moderator who was repeating the question] I understand Barcelona better than Liverpudlian. Uh, that's a great question. Someone just farted.

Mark: I'd instantly look at you, though.

Jared: Well I think if it came out when Jared and Jensen are in their forties, there'd be a lot less action. So to speak [does finger quotes].

Mark: A little less risk taking?

Jared: A lot more, like, Sam and Dean laying in bed like, 'Hey, you get this one, I'm staying here in the bunker!'

Mark: Same Crowley.

Jared: Yeah, same Crowley. I'm not sure how much would change, I think the boys' journeys and the entire cast of characters' journeys needed to be told. And there's something - I think one of the things that joins Star Wars fans, or Harry Potter fans, Lord of the Rings fans, is a love of the timeless elements of storytelling. Which then lends itself to life, y'know? There are struggles that we've talked about the people - there are triumphs and disasters and treat both those imposters just the same. So I think - I hope it would not have changed, because I'm really proud of the way it was.

Mark: I think you're right in the concepts there, the reason why it endures, and the reason why there's new audiences is because the themes are as necessary now as they ever were - family, brotherhood, care, sacrifice, taking care of each other, love - all of those things that are missing from so many other versions of stories. And I'm proud of the fact that people unite behind it and that we've been at least useful? We've been useful in the telling of a story and [gesture to audience] I see it on a daily basis and I'm so proud of it. It's crazy how proud I can be of the people that, they're going, you know what, I'll give it a go or I'll try or I can do it, I can do it, right? It's beautiful.

[askthelightsides]

........

Y'know maybe I should stop just saying gay at my phone and just lock myself back in that office.. then at least I'd be productive!

Everything's fine! Everything's fine! Everything is fine!! (*⌒∇⌒*)

[ @just-a-lesbian-human [just in case curious everything is actually fine I promise I'm just being silly goofy please don't take this the wrong way Admin I swear everything is fine (^-^; ] ]

P: Wow hey what’s going on here?

L: Nothing. This person implied something that upset Virgil and Roman and they reached negatively.

P: What?! Boys I’m surprised at you! We don’t shout in front of our guests!

V: Guests?

P: Well yeah! When they ask questions it’s like they’re coming to visit and in this house we treat guests with kindness!

Ro: Sorry

V: Sorry

P: Thank you! Now what did they say that got you all upset.

Ro: nothing…technically but we think they were saying that you and Janus are gay.

P: …sorry I’m confused. Is this a new meme your old man doesn’t understand?

J: *pops in* I wouldn’t worry about it, Patton. Some people around here will just look for any excuse to verbally attack someone they disapprove of, meaning me.

V: Again! Why are you here?!?

P: Virgil! What did I just say about guests?!

V: I- you- …you’re not my dad.

Ro: Oooooo you’re in troooouuuble

[lukas-broken-bow]

So brainstorming specifically the event of Pretty Jekyll being back at the society. We need to know how he got back, how used to being Pretty brained he is, how he finds the lodgers, how they react to him. How exactly do they discover what's wrong with him, is it drawn out before they realize? What do they do about it, try to snap him out of it? Test what the state of his cognitive abilities are? Does he still care about the society in this state? How has it been holding up without him to defend the lodgers? Did any of them give up on him coming back? Surely they tried to get him back before now, why didn't it work? Were they the one's who tried to get him back? What did they assume happened to Hyde when he never showed up again after Jekyll left? Where do they even think Jekyll went? What ARE Jekyll's current cognitive abilities while he's in this state? We can't decide what they do with him after the initial shock without knowing that and I feel like all the next things to ask are about what they do with him after that. We know he would be slower and duller then before. And very open to suggestion. He's also not used to living in 1986, or whenever exactly TGS takes place (I'm not sure), with 1986 technology. I assume he got stuck in the future for months, and it's very easy to get used to all the advantages and access to everything and fail safes that come with the future. Especially for someone suffering from Pretty brain damage who can't clearly understand what's important about doing hard things. At least in the beginning, he would need to be taken care of and retaught how to live in this era. And after that, Rachel would probably have a hard time letting him do anything without supervision. The surgery is designed to make you as helpless as possible. Probably there would be moments of lucidity and his friends would spend months trying to piece together what causes them and recreate it. Those same months would probably feature a very sick, shaky Hyde who is actually capable of falling into a fitful, fragile sleep in headspace, honing his ability to persuade the nightmares to do what he wants. Because it would be persuasion, I think. You saw the scene where Hyde asks Moreau to up Jekyll's hallucinations. That's the mechanic. And anyway, I would assume these things cannot be ordered around as precisely as the Gentleman's chains, like limbs. They are made of the same kind of stuff Hyde is. These two plots will come together in the climax when it takes whatever the meat crew and Hyde's monsters going on at once to fix Jekyll. On that note. How the fuck are we Hyde to spend all that time and attention doing that? He would probably be willing to do anything to fix himself, but how would he know that the nightmares would help with that.

Can you think of any more questions?

okay so honestly I think Jekyll being Pretty-brained might not be SUUUPER obvious but after like. a full conversation with him, it probably becomes rather clear that something is wrong. regarding their reaction: they're the Lodgers. they're going to try to figure out what's wrong, such a testing his cognitive abilities, and they're likely going to come up with plans to snap him out of it (some of which are probably rather hair-brained).

I think he probably has some devotion to the Society left, if only superficially. but I think what's horrifying is that he's probably now become what Frankenstein accused him of being: a squeaky-clean gentleman with nothing real inside, so he's probably not viewing his previous endeavours through the same lens as he once was. presumably, his cognitive abilities technically aren't super impaired, but his priorities and thought processes have certainly changed, plus. y'know. proable brain lesion. but yeah, I think the outward change would reflect further in interactions and through substance rather than full-on cognitive impairment. I'd actually love to ponder a Pretty!Jekyll and Frankie interaction; what do you think would happen?

I think Lanyon and Rachel have probably been holding the Society up in his absence, but the exhibition was probably postponed and they're struggling. some of the lodgers probably gave up *looks at Helsby and Griffin* but I'd like to imagine most of them held out hope.

regarding trying to get him back, I'm having a hard time recalling how he got there in the first place. was it because of a machine that the lodgers built? also, I don't think it would have taken the lodgers months to get him back, so maybe some hypothetical time dilation is in order - perhaps he's only been gone for a few days in their time, maybe not even that long. idk, what do you think? I'm having a hard time conceptualising.

the lodgers: hey Jekyll do you know where Hyde is, we're kind of worried about him. Jekyll, smiling serenely: it's alright. they fixed him. the lodgers: wtf do you mean, fixed him?! who's they?!?!

Jekyll gets culture shock from his own culture and terrorises the lodgers with mentions of what's in the future. no one is okay. I'm really into your thoughts about re-orienting Jekyll to his own timeline - I'd love to hear more about that. and YES, Hyde honing his nightmare powers!!! I agree, charisma/persuasion is definitely the way to go. regarding why he'd spend all that time and attention doing that, I'd wager a guess that the other members of the headspace had a hand in it. most likely, Hyde gives up on ever fixing the problem, because he feels trapped and useless, and then the Gentleman smacks him and explains that he's not helpless in the mindscape, they all have abilities, and it's time for him to use his for the greater good. Mind!Frankie probably also smacks him at one point, and they probably help him hone his skills.