#day twenty three

[falsettoseveryday]

ok but what was YOUR genuine first reaction when you first saw the dance sequence in thrill of first love in the falsettos 2016 revival????

mine was something along the lines of aaaahahajajajdkfglfjgkjkfhdsjhfdj

[dailydamijon]

Day twenty-three of daily damijon

Batman and Superman: Battle of the Super Sons

I was just beginning to like you.

[akinmablog]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Armand/Daniel Molloy Characters: Armand (Vampire Chronicles), Daniel Molloy Additional Tags: vamptember, Vamptember 2024, 5+1 Things Series: Part 20 of Vamptember 2024 Summary:

Armand helps Daniel throughout their relationship. Daniel helps Armand after his turning.

[daily-pearl-doodles]

todays pearl is hoping you have a nice day/night!

(Day twenty three)

[jinx295]

TMayNT: Day twenty three

@tmaynt

Besides Casey and April, I really like the ally of Angel in both idw and tmnt 2003. How in both she left the purple dragons, with the aid of her friend Casey’s reasonings both times and turned herself to good. She has such a swiftness, hard headed ness and determination in whatever she does that she is unstoppable anytime she fights. She is not a force to be messed with, and is always loyal to those around her which is what I find so cool about her.

[nerdieforpedro]

Day Twenty Three - Tulip

Word Count: 501

Warnings: slight angst and Marcus “can he be any sweeter?” Pike

Notes: These two have a mini-series. This much is clear. They’re adorable.🥰

Main Masterlist/ March Spring Prompts 2024 / Writing Challenges

Thankfully, you did not propose to one Marcus Pike. You thought you had, the words were there, but you didn’t say them. Just daydreamed them. Still laying on his chest, in the grass out front of his apartment. The kites were still a mess but the clean up was easy. Your and Marcus went back into his apartment and made some tea to warm up, in addition to settling in onto the couch under and blanket. You sat on your feelings and just snuggled him, you’d tell him. Maybe after at least four months, maybe six.

Marcus took you home and kissed you goodbye. You watched as he drove off. Getting ready for bed, you slept well dreaming of your time in the grass. The warm sun, Marcus’ broad chest, the laughter and smiles. You decided that maybe you didn’t need to tell him, just show him. You needed to do more for your special agent anyway. He gives you so much love and acceptance.

Two days later, you decide to pop by the FBI headquarters so see him, your Marcus. Thankfully, you explain that your here to see him at the front desk and they give you a visitor’s pass and walk you up to his office. It’s large and has a few noticeable features: a butterfly with a warm color pallet and a four leaf clover, both on his bookshelf within eye level of his desk so he could look up at them.

The gift you have for him seems more apt now than it did at home. Marcus looks up from his computer and ends his call. His face brightens and he stands to embrace you as you do the same.

“Hey beautiful, I didn’t expect you to be by today. I’m not forgetting a lunch date am I?”

“No Marcus. I just wanted to see you is all.” He hears the hesitation in your tone and is concerned. Is this heading toward another failed relationship, but then why would you have those with you?

“Should I be sitting down?” He leans against the desk, holding onto it’s edge, you shake your head and hand him the bouquet of pink tulips. Taking a deep breath.

“Not unless you want to. I…I wanted to tell you. But it may be way too early. We’ve only been together two months but ahh, damn it.” You didn’t mean to curse, it’s a crutch but you need one right about now. Would he be okay with you saying it?

Marcus takes the tulips from you and gazes down at them, setting the flowers down on this desk. His hands cup your cheeks and peers into your eyes. He looks so certain. “I know what they mean, I love you too. It’s never too early to say it, at least in my book. We’ll just see where things take us love.” Placing your hands over his, you initiated the kiss, gentle, thankful that he understood.

Marcus always seems to understand what you need.

[draconli]

Dragon Elves Day 23: Owl

Sorry for the delay as I had some phone issues, but all is good!

[thehandworld]

Angstober - Day 23 - Safe/Unsafe @angstober

What was safety? Hibari Kyoya never felt like he was safe.

When he was a kid, he learned with the teachers that a safe place was in their parent's arms, in their hugs, in their love, in their presence. If the kid didn't have parents or their parents didn't feel safe, they would say a relative or the house, even a room.

Yet none of those felt true for Hibari, his parents weren't at home, and the house always felt cold, his room felt more like a cell than a warm place. He couldn't understand what safety was no matter how much he tried, even for a kid he was too smart, so he just dropped the question.

But if there is something Hibari Kyoya learned very well it is what Unsafe was.

If he left something in the middle of the way and forgot about it, he would stumble and fall, which was unsafe for him physically. If he said something wrong to the wrong person, he would be scolded, which was unsafe for him mentally. If he tried to form some connection, it was unsafe for him emotionally.

Weirdly enough, he couldn't find anything that was safe, but he could make a long list of what was unsafe for him and as he grew older, Hibari Kyoya's list of unsafety only grew more and more with him. True he found a couple of things that felt safe.

By the age of sixteen, his physical strength and his lack of interest in anything and everything, made him feel safe. There was no way, he could be hurt that way.

Until that... He lost.

And he didn't feel safe anymore, because what was protecting him physically wasn't there anymore, his strength wasn't enough. He couldn't believe that he was bested by illusions, he couldn't believe that... But also he didn't feel safe in his own mind, since he believed in illusions.

He sat down in there, reflecting on it himself, there was nothing else making him feel safe, while everything seems lost, it also made him pissed and upset. He couldn't give up, he was strong, he just needed to be stronger, train more, and figure out what the illusions were.

Hibari Kyoya needed to focus on that, he needed to keep his mind on that, he wasn't going to let the despair of feeling unsafe take over him. Because if he did... If he stopped to think how useless everything was... there would be no return.

He knew he would fall into a hole so deep and so dark that no one would be able to pull him back, he may as well be one of those comatose people, who is conscious but lost their soul. He knew the darkness that he was suppressing very well.

So out of spite, out of anger, he was going to focus on being stronger, after all, there were only two things that made him feel safe, his strength and his mind. And he could do it. He could be stronger, he needed to be.

And he did. He trained and trained, more and more, harder and harder, as well as getting involved with Vongola. That, while it wasn't fully welcomed, helped in his process of becoming stronger. Also, slowly, he would figure out what illusions were, and what the Mist Flames were, and with that, not only be able to counter them but also produce the flames on his own.

He also had to slowly interact with the Vongola Guardian, liking or not, and that... For some odd reason felt... Safe? For once he felt safe in trusting the Tenth Generation of the Vongola Guardians.

Hibari Kyoya felt safe with a bunch of Herbivores and a crowd.

And that... That is when he broke down.

When he was 20 years old, he literally broke down, the years of suppressing the abyss of darkness from not being safe at all, took its toll on him. No one could say exactly what was wrong, as physically nothing was wrong with him.

Instead of the hospital wing, he was brought to his own room, the house he built to feel safe, and actually somewhat felt safe. Kusakabe not only did his work but also kept taking care of him while Hibari was broke, because he believed, believe that Hibari Kyoya would come back stronger.

During that time, Kusakabe made everything for Hibari Kyoya to feel safe, but also cared and loved. Purely platonic of course. Some of the Tenth Generation of the Vongola Guardians came to visit him and talk to him, weirdly enough even Rokudo Mukuro visited him.

For Hibari Kyoya, all of that felt weird. He didn't feel like he was in his body, he only felt the darkness around him, he hated that, every day he looked around he was trapped in that dark ball, much similar to Roll's ability. He felt the air thin, he felt everything around him draining him, that unsafety he hated and he fought. Fought so hard to push away.

"But... How about... Do you try to embrace it? Accept that... it's part of you, accept it's part of your past and present. Being weak isn't a bad thing. Relying on people who you trust and trust you back, isn't a bad thing... You have friends who care... So... You can accept this now."

The words that he heard... Weirdly enough came from the last person he expected. Rokudo Mukuro. But that made him think, was Mukuro right? What he meant exactly by that?

"Thank you for helping me when I needed... Now... Please let me help you."

It was simple, something that he didn't think she needed to thank him, even so, Dokuro Chrome's word, made him accept that, although small for him, it was a big thing for her.

"I'm your first friend, why don't you rely more on me? I know I'm weaker than you, but I will still help you as extreme as I can!"

Was that... The so-called friendship? Was that what this means? Was friendship something like that? Why... He felt safe? Sasagawa Ryohei had a weird way to get along with him.

"Maa maa... Hibari, when you will wake up? I'm doing my best to keep Namimori School the way you like it, but I really don't fit for that."

Haaa... so Yamamoto Takeshi was the one taking care of the school? For some reason... Hibari always thought that he fit way more as a P.E. teacher than what they do now... It was good to know that the School was in good hands... Was that relying upon him?

"Hibari-san... I... I know I'm no good for nothing Tsuna, but... I'm a boss now, right? I can do things. So, please... Tell me how I can help to diminish your workload?"

It was funny to hear Sawada Tsunayoshi say that, once he never wanted to be the boss, and now, not only he was but was also using it to their favor.

"Oi Hibari! Until when are you going to stay like this?! They said you had a mental breakdown? You are the strongest guy I know, not only physically but mentally. Did the years take a toll on you? You know... I related to that. Although mine was suicidal. But hey, we are all waiting for you. You now have a family who won't abandon you. Thicker than blood. So come on, get up and come call me Herbivore."

Gokudera Hayato... Not only smart but on point.

Hibari Kyoya thought for a moment that he didn't need friends, allies, or whatever, all he needed was his own strength and his own distance from people. But in the end, as he grew older he learned... He finally learned one thing else that was safe.

True friendship, although very hard to come by, when it actually happens it is very safe to keep it.

The darkness around him was still thick, but he could see some light in it. So that... That is what it meant. Hibari still couldn't understand what was the safety of a parent, he barely understood the safety of a house/room. But now he had one more thing, and that felt oddly relieving.

As if a weight were lifted off from his chest as he looks around. Sure things didn't change much, he pretty much still preferred to believe only in his own strength and only in his own mind. Yet... A small part of him wanted to believe in the thing that Sawada Tsunayoshi once said.

That they were waiting for him to return and that they wanted to him return, as he brought himself out of that hole, for once he wasn't scared of being unsafe, no... Embracing that as a part he needed to move on, only knowing what was unsafe would he be able to find more safety. Even if it is once every decade.

After the breakdown, Hibari was slightly different, at least around the guardians only. He talked with them a bit more, and he also was more open to accepting missions with one other guardian, cooperating a little more. Weirdly enough, for Hibari that felt... Right.

Slowly building that trust between them. Sure he was aware that betrayal was a thing, that is probably why in his heart he kept that still cold and stoic presence, just so he wouldn't be hurt if he was betrayed.

But for now? For now, he was going to embrace it.

Not only the unsafety but also the weakness, the fear, the anxiety... Everything that once he pushed away.

Strangely enough, by doing that he got stronger, not only physically but emotionally and mentally. Albeit one thing he made sure to do every day, was to be at least 1 hour alone, either nap or just drinking tea while watching his garden. That helped a lot with his mind recovery.

Safety wasn't the warm and fluffy feeling that he was taught when he was a kid, Unsafety totally was exactly how they taught, and while he took so long to learn that, he finally did.

So he could say that he felt safe... He felt safe around his friends.

He cared about them, while still paying attention to betrayals. But when he was out in missions he felt safe enough to believe that his back would always be protected by the other guardians.

[feferi-glubz]

Hi Feferi! How do you feel about human fashion? :o Is there a style you like?

- @dreadedender

Day twenty t)(ree.

I t)(ink t)(at )(uman fis)(ion is reely pretty and colourful, especially in comparison wit)( alternian fis)(ion!

No one )(ere reely cares about t)(eir clot)(es but I do reely love brig)(t colours and pretty accessories! 38D

I did a little digging and I found a )(uman fis)(ion called D---ECORA! I just GLUB )(ow t)(ose )(umans decorate t)(ems)(ellves. 38)

I couldn't decorate mys)(ellf as muc)( as I would want but I T)(INK my outfit is pretty CUT---E!

(also artist didn't want to draw so detailed! :P)

[187days]

Day Twenty-Three

Today was still awesome. Slightly chaotic, but awesome.

See, it was picture day, and there was a schedule that had been emailed to all of us days ago; ninth grade teachers were supposed to take their classes to the gym during Block Three, we all had specific times within the block to go, there was a plan... and then were wasn't? I was teaching my first section of Global Studies- during Block Two- when they suddenly called all the ninth graders to the gym.

That went about as well as you think it did.

But, y'know, pictures were taken. The chaos eventually cleared. Everyone got back to class.

My students had current event write-ups due, so they shared those. Then they did a citation practice assignment on North Korea to go with yesterday's reading on South Korea. I gave them a list of research topics to choose from (the Kim dynasty, human rights abuses, nuclear weapons, poverty, famine, the DPRK military, the songbun sytem....) and they took off on their work. A lot of them were shocked by what they discovered, especially if they didn't know much about North Korea before this class. They kept calling me over to show me what they were finding, and to ask me questions. On Monday they're share what they've learned with their classmates.

My APGOV students spent their class time with Federalist 10 and 51 again. They still think they're tough to read, but they made progress today in between talking about fantasy football (which I said made as much sense to me as Madison's writing was making to them) and trying to help one of the boys come up with a creative way to ask a girl (who's also in the class, but was absent due to a sports dismissal today) to the Homecoming dance. My favorites:

"I don't understand James Madison, but I understand you want to be my date for HoCo"

"I've got five questions about Fed. 10, but only one question for you: HoCo?"

Ending the week with hard work and laughter? Heck yes!

[fanfictasia]

Angstpril Day 23

 Swept Away

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Tethered to Life

Anakin stills, not quite looking up at him. The fear is crawling up his throat, at the proximity even if he misses it, desperately.

“Are you sure you’re alright? If you were…”

“It’s healing,” he mutters, “It was mostly healed when I… woke up.” Both times. Healed enough that he could be alive, anyway.

Obi-Wan reaches for him.

He didn’t mean to jerk away from him instinctively, but he can’t help it. Doesn’t really think he’s about to hit him, but he can’t say he’d be surprised if he did.

The hand lightly touches his forehead., moving to brush back the curls hanging in his face.

“When was the last time you combed your hair?” Obi-Wan grumbles.

Is he serious?

Anakin shrugs a shoulder. “I… don’t know.” Genuinely has no idea.

But the touch and the grumpy stupidity of the comment are so achingly familiar it makes him desperately miss – what things were, enough to bring tears to his eyes. But he can’t let himself get swept away with those memories right now.

“Are you certain you’re alright?” he asks, skeptically, “If you were injured that badly… I don’t understand how that could have healed so fast.”

“I don’t either.”

“Your skin is ice,” he informs him, flatly, “And you are always unreasonably warm.”

Which… is true. He’s felt constantly cold and just – like he’s only half existing since he came back, especially after the second time. His skin always used to be strangely warm, something to do with being half Force. He holds back the I miss you that wants to slip out, because he doesn’t know how Obi-Wan would react to a comment like that, after they just finished arguing. And the argument is certainly far from over.

[sir-incorrect]

goretober day 23: gunshot! a belated happy october 4th to everyone

[im-here-for-everything]

Today’s reminder!

Go try a recipe you want to have! Do your research and do your best!

[whirlybirbs]

Given that Izuku is not only a huge All might fanboy but also directly in his life, he’s seen Derecho become the hero she is now and also seen how her relationship with All might has changed. What are his thoughts? Does he also ship them? Does he have some sort of negative feeling towards her after how close she got to ending all might??

Izuku Midorya was one of those hero twitter stan users who would comment under All Might x Derecho content going: "cute but remember when she tried to k*ll him". Keyword: was.

Midorya agreed widely with the stance that the glimpses the public gets of some sort of relationship over the years is for marketing. Not the use of past tense.

(He asked All Might one or two times about his history with you in babbled sentences over historical recounts, but each time the man swept it away and under some far-off rug as a guise of "focusing on the basics".)

And then he meets you for the first time.

You're standing there before dawn, smiling up at Toshinori Yagi — All Might — on Takoba beach before class. Midorya knows enough that this is a private moment, and he can't help but stopping in his tracks. You're both by the sea wall, leaned against one another, watching the sunrise. Two of the greatest pro-heroes of all time. All Might's hand is on your back, and you're saying something that's making him rumble out a half-cough, half-laugh into his shirt collar.

You made All Might laugh.

You... you made him smile.

And you're beautiful.

OhmygodtherumorswerealltrueIwonderhowlongthey'vebeentogetherItmustbeatleasttwentyyearsnowWhatyeardidtheymeetagainOhright—

All Might's eyes catch Izuku's over his shoulder.

Midorya swallows thickly when his mentor gives him a soft wave, come on over, earning your attention as you follow the gesture over his shoulder.

"Uh, hello," he starts, his hands wringing the straps of his bag, "I'm—"

"Izuku," your voice is softer in real-life than it is on all those hero reels; you're pretty. Softer than you were in your prime, but still possessing an edge that electrifies the air. Midorya's cheeks are hot, "I've heard... Big fan."

The praise makes his whole body go rigid.

You lean back against the sea wall, and Izuku's mouth parts in quiet shock. All Might has talked about him? T-To his partner? Partner? Lover? Wife...? Are they married? His eyes narrow in on both of yours hands, darting back and forth. No ring. No ring? Maybe just... good friends? No, no way. Friends definitely don't stare at one another in the sunrise.

...Do they?

Friends definitely don't look at you the All Might is, all soft appreciation and love.

Or... do they?!

"Th-Thank you! That's incredibly kind," Midorya stutters out, his expression a little wild. Almost like a cornered deer. It's cute.

"Derecho is going to be helping us with instruction today," All Might says slowly, his hands moving to the lower of your back. The gesture could be considered professional. Izuku feels like his brain is going to short-circuit, "She's very important to me. I'm sure you're familiar with her quirk?"

"Y-Yes! Electrification and general control of elemental lightning—"

"Someone's done his research," you croon with a smile, "You're really smart, kid."

Oh, god, and she's, like, super duper nice—

"And her weakness?" Toshinori presses for good measure, just proving how much Midorya knows.

"Electrolytes! Your body needs more than the average person in order for the conductivity of your quirk to be maximized. Also, prolonged use of your quirk can impact your cardiac conduction," he chatters; your smile is growing.

You nudge Toshi with your elbow. You approve. Not that you needed any proof aside from Toshinori's gut instinct that Izuku Midorya was the right pick for his legacy.

"And blondes," you toss in as a joke, "Those count as a weakness, I'd say—"

Another laugh from All Might. This time it results in a little bit of blood. You're offering up a tissue — one from the pocket pack kept in the pocket of your over-sized sweatshirt. He thanks you. You gently touch his arm.

Izuku Midorya has so fucking clue what's happening right now.

He spends that next night on a deep dive, hours long rabbit hole of 'All Might and Derecho dating?' searches and interview supercuts from their primes. There are no answers — none except a few tweets with unreliable narrations of their interactions and body language.

He actually finds himself saying 'please kiss' out loud on more than on occasion.

What the fuck.

...He's never shipped anything harder in his life.

— a reference to this fic here ;

[awake-my-oceans]

Do you know what quietly devastates me? It’s the fact as soon as the traveler is awake to register that their twin isn’t here, before anything else they do in Teyvat…

…they stay exactly where they are, because the fact that their twin isn’t here means their twin has got to be searching for them if at all capable of it.

They stay put, for two months—sixty days—one-thousand-four-hundred-and-forty hours—because it’s easiest to find someone when the lost person stay put. The traveler doesn’t even attempt to travel until well past the time it’s clear that this world is horribly different. This world, their twin isn’t coming back. This world, they—the lost and disoriented sibling—are the one who must find their twin.

We have always had enough time. Always, before now. Always, until Teyvat. But now they have stayed at this lakeshore two entire months, and there has been nothing. Their twin is gone, and time is in free-fall.

Welcome to Teyvat.

[thehandworld]

AI-less Whumptober - Day 23 - Fever, passing out @ailesswhumptober

Gokudera has been feeling under the weather lately, maybe because it was too many nights awake to finish his work, or because he barely was able to actually take a break to eat, whatever the reason, he was glad that his work was almost done.

As of now he only needs to share the papers with the correct Guardians and then he can go home and rest for a day. Walking around the base, the Storm stops first in the Lighting Guardian's office, leaving a couple of papers. You need to rewrite it, and then... As the Storm leans against the Leopard that has been carrying the paper for him. Ah... Also, there is a mission in there... Hmm... what else... Shaking his head. Anyway, that is all.

"Hey Bakadera! Are you okay?" Lambo looked worried about the older, as he tried to get close to him.

Yeah... I'm. Just make sure to... As he waves his hand, and then walks with the Storm Cat to the next Guardian office. At the Rain Guardian, he was glad that Yamamoto wasn't there, as he let the pile of papers that previously had some post it to make sure Yamamoto would understand what he needed to redo and what to do.

Uri growled as she felt him leaning against her again, but Gokudera just waved his hand. I'm fine, I just need to... As he goes back in walking to the next Office.

There was nothing for Chrome, but sure there was for Mukuro, although instead of looking for Mukuro he just went to Chrome, knocking on the door. "Yes?" Getting inside of the room, he leaned against the door frame, as Uri was growling at the Storm. Uri quiet. Hey Chrome, there are a few papers for Mukuro and next week he has a mission...

As Gokudera walks towards the Female Mist, finding the pile of papers for her to deliver to Mukuro, as now he pants a little. There were post-its too in them so Mukuro knew what he should do. "Okay... But Gokudera-kun are you okay?" The Storm nods and leans against Uri. I'm going to rest after delivering this...

"Can I help? How about I deliver it to Sasagawa-san and Hibari-san?" She looked at the piles and saw there were three, the handwriting on one of them was very distinct, and the other she could recognize by how neat it was. Thank you... Yeah. Please do.

That left only one pile of paper, as the storm hops over in the Leopard and lays over her, holding the papers so the weapon box could bring him to where he needed. Uri was growling at her guardian's stubbornness as she carried him to the Sky's office, pushing the door open with her pawn, almost breaking the door. Still growling she stopped in front of the desk.

Gokudera was dizzy but still was trying to finish his work, as he left the papers over Tsuna's desk. Here... The Storm tried to get up from the Leopard, only to fall against the animal again. Fuck. Anyway... I'm going home...

"Gokudera-kun, maybe you should... Stay at the base or...?"

He waved his hand. Naaaah... I'm fine Decimo. Everything about Gokudera yelled that he wasn't fine or good, as he was laying over Uri and the Leopard was dragging him around. "How about I ask someone to follow you home then?"

He sighed as he probably wouldn't be able to avoid Tsuna being worried about him, thinking a bit he just nodded, as he stayed there lying over the leopard.

Although as Gokudera was waiting for whatever decision Tsuna was making he simply passed out. The next thing Gokudera knows he is at a very specific point in the base, not the medical wing as he thought he would be, but instead he was in the Cloud's house. There was also something in his hand, as he looked at his sides he blinked a few times as he noticed the jacket he was holding. Hibari?

At his voice, the older turned to look at him. "Oh, you finally woke up." Hibari let down the book he was reading and turned his attention to Hayato. "You passed out. Herbivore was calling me to help you home, anyway since you didn't leave my jacket I brought you to my home. Tetsu said your fever should go down in a few hours."

As Gokudera frowned slightly he saw Hibari moving to pour some water into the glass and approach it to his lip so he could drink, and glad the Storm did as he was very thirsty. After that Hayato closed his eyes, blinking slowly again, it felt weird, his body was heavy and burning, as well it was cold.

"Go on, sleep. We can go to your place once your fever is down, but for now, you can stay here."

Hayato nodded at that as he once again passed out, there was a lot that he should and wanted to say but his body didn't want to help him.

-.-.-.-.-.-

"Hibari-san are you sure you want to bring to your house? I mean I was going to ask Shamal to..." Tsuna started saying as the Cloud was petting Uri and saying for her to bring him to his house.

It's fine. It's better if he stays in the base and somewhere quiet to rest. That was the excuse he was using, he knew that his boss was thinking of asking the perv doctor to take care of the Storm and as well to keep him company. But for now, Hibari just wanted an excuse to be close to the other.

Watching the Leopard leave and as well with the man in the back of her, Hibari was kinda glad that he was still in the base. "Oh... You know, by this point... It would be very helpful if you two at least talked about your feelings for him."

Hibari looked at his boss frowning. Sawada, what you are talking about?

The Sky boss tilted his head thinking and then just waving his hand. "Nothing. Just, please make sure he is okay." Tsuna laughs and watches Hibari leave with a frown and confusion at his boss's words.

If later Hibari was going to sit down close to the Storm and pull his jacket to the other hold, as an excuse for him to stay, that... was something no one needed to know.