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[toasterdrake]

spent a few minutes annotating the scorp with why specifically i like its design so much

+ found the words i put it into beforehand: its so unnatural and awkward and clearly wrong; it's not just a failed dinosaur, it's a failed attempt to play god.

[actressposts]

[stilouniverse]

Omaggio a Dante: gli incunaboli della Divina Commedia

ossia le preziose edizioni stampate fra il 1470 e il 1502 di Alessandro Ferrini Il poema di Dante ebbe subito un successo grandioso, lo testimoniano gli oltre seicento manoscritti circolati nel XIV secolo, subito dopo la morte del poeta. Editio Princeps della Divina commedia, stampata a Foligno nel 1472 Quando fra gli anni ’60 e ’70 del Quattrocento i tipografi tedeschi introdussero la…

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[albino-parakeet]

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YESSSS YOU GET IT.

Oh you are NOT helping the brainrot I have over Eddie (and Wu) rn

Listen I know I'm the only person whose even thinking about this little backstabber in the year 2024.

But honest to God I wanna know what horrors he witnessed while working with Wu to make him snap so hard when everything went to hell.

(Not size accurate Scorpius since this was a lunch doodle)

[muletia]

𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 — [𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏] ⊹₊⟡⋆

[tfp] yandere!soundwave x human!reader

summary: you were meant to be just a bargaining chip for the decepticons, someone who could be easily discarded. but soundwave has other plans for you. (consider this snippet as a base for further stories.)

cw: obsessed!soundwave, kidnapping, isolation, stockholm syndrome?? not really but reader does have a soft spot for him, reader's pov, soundwave is fucking terrifying, this is just an excuse to write about soundwave interacting with you lmao

word count: 750

[part 2]

The automatic doors hissed open, announcing the arrival of the owner of these small quarters. You lifted your head from the tablet, wanting to confirm that your routine remained unbroken — that you would survive one more day. Seeing the familiar silhouette, you exhaled in relief. The same titan as always had returned. You’d live to see tomorrow.

“Hi,” you greeted, well aware you’d never receive a verbal response. The titan was fiercely silent.

He nodded, and that was the end of your “conversation.”

Your interactions hadn’t always been like this. They weren’t always this warm. Going from trembling in fear at just the sight of him to saying “good morning” of your own free will had taken some time. Not that you had much choice in terms of social interactions, which the reptilian part of your brain still craved. You’d only seen other members of his species once, on the day of your abduction. Accepting that this was now your life, indefinitely, hadn’t been easy, but after many months, you’d adjusted. Humans were made to adapt to new conditions, and you were no exception. The will to live had won.

You returned to reading an e-book on your tablet (a reward for good behavior) but quickly paused, noticing the robot had stopped at the desk, right by the small corner arranged just for you. You looked up—he seemed to be looking straight at you. Even with the screen covering his face, you could feel his optics on you.

He was enormous, terrifying, and the lack of human-like facial features, which you’d noticed on others, only heightened the fear factor. He looked like a xenomorph. But your alien was real. And he wanted something from you.

“What’s up?” you asked, uncertainly.

He moved his hand, slowly, calculatedly, and pointed at the tablet as if he genuinely cared about what you were doing, as if he cared about your existence. By now, you understood perfectly what he meant, having gone through this countless times when he returned to you after a few, sometimes several, hours of absence. This was your little ritual, a remnant of normalcy in a world where nothing was normal.

“I didn’t manage to read much,” you sighed. He tilted his head slightly. It was almost cute. Almost. “I just can’t concentrate today. I’m having kind of a rough day.”

It would certainly be better if you were spending your time at home, with family and friends, rather than as the pet of your captor, but of course, you couldn’t say that to him. Not when you’d worked so hard for the privilege of a tablet and your own little human corner.

“But it’s nothing big,” you continued, fearing he’d decide it was his fault. “Humans sometimes have days like this. Tomorrow should be better.”

He shook his head.

Did he not believe you? That was a terrifying thought, one with unpleasant consequences, and it sparked a flash of fear. Fortunately, that spark faded as quickly as it had appeared when an image popped up on his face — a silly meme of a cat holding a rose with hearts around it. You stared at the absurd sight for a moment, trying— and failing —to understand where, why, or how. Finally, you gave up. Laughter escaped you for the first time in a very, very long time. You knew you shouldn’t be laughing; this creature should never be a source of comfort, shouldn’t make you feel better by doing the bare minimum of showing you a silly meme made by some grandma.

But, unfortunately, he succeeded. For the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel so miserable, so pathetic and dull. You felt human.

“Okay, that was actually funny.”

The cat was replaced by a smiling face. His strange, flat hand moved toward you, but slowly, so as not to scare you. A slender finger stroked your head, gently, with silent affection, then slid down to your chin. It lingered there. The gesture was almost romantic as if performed by a lover rather than a giant, silent robot. The image on his face flickered, showing another picture—a heart.

There were so many things you didn’t know about this being. You didn’t know his motives or intentions, the reasons for his actions. You didn’t know what he was or what else he was capable of. But this intention was unmistakable.

Beneath his tenderness, beneath every gentle gesture, laid feelings for you. And that was more terrifying than unfamiliarity — because now you knew you’d never escape this place. You'd never escape him.

this is what he showed you btw:

[khawla-gfm2]

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[twinsimming]

Handful of Hobby Items Collection 🪀

The Sims 2 and The Sims 4 both have really nice variations of hobby items that we have in The Sims 3, so I decided to convert some and put them together in a hobby item collection!

The basketball hoop on the right in the first photo, the basketball court markings, and the freestanding ballet barre are from The Sims 2: FreeTime.

The basketball hoop on the left in the first photo is from The Sims 4: City Living, the piano and telescope are from The Sims 4 base game, the easel is from The Sims 4: Discover University, the training dummy is from The Sims 4: Strangerville, and the dance floor is from The Sims 4: Get Together.

The piano and one version of the dance floor require The Sims 3: Late Night and the training dummy requires The Sims 3: World Adventures to function.

The basketball hoops need the Rim Rockin’ Basketball Hoop, and the ballet barre and the other version of the dance floor need the Stiff As A Board, Light As A Feather Dance Collection from The Sims 3 Store to function.

The plastic chair in the first preview photo is a conversion by aisquaredchoco here, and the mural is a previous conversion of mine here.

Entertainment -> Sporting Goods

Super Shot Basketball: three channels | §650 |

H-O-R-S-E of course Basket Ball Hoop: three channels | §2750 |

Décor -> Rugs

Basketball Markings: one channel | §50 |

Entertainment -> Hobbies & Skills

Tickle My Ivories Grand Piano: three channels | §1415 |

Rob Russ' Happy Little Easel: two channels | §600 |

Back Pocket Observatory: three channels | §750 |

Better Barre by Deuxjoint Ltd: three channels | §200 |

B64 Training Bot: non-CAStable | §500 |

Hip to the Max Cardboard Dance Floor: one channel | §50 |

Hip to the Max Cardboard Dance Floor (Store Version): one channel | §50 |

Credit: meshes by EA, The Sims 2, The Sims 4, SimPe, Sims4Studio, TSRW, Blender, Milkshape, Photoshop, and Gimp.

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[burreauxsss]

replacement

background: y/n a wag for the chiefs who is dating travis kelce of 3 years finds out he cheated on her. she assures herself that she'd never watch the nfl nor date another nfl player, until a convincing quarterback hits her dms.

(all pics from pinterest)

synopsis: travis finds a replacement for y/n, in the meanwhile joe has a legacy game and travis falls off.

notes: none? and NO the replacement is not t swift.

warning: this is a au/ alternative universe.

joe burrow x reader x kelce!ex au

y/n.handle 📍new york city, new york

❤️ 121,708 💬 750

Liked by: joeyb_9 vogue duexmoi and others

joeyb_9: beautiful. yn.handle: why thank you!

username_1: shes def going to the game.. (the username change though?)

username_2: that watch though 🧐 classy.

username_3: duexmoi did not just like this.. whats going on.

username_4: only here because my quarterback liked this.

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duexmoi

❤️ 489,203 💬 50,904

Liked by: tmz and others

duexmoi: what do we think? seems like travis has moved on from y/n!

username_5: isnt burrow with her already?

username_6: thank god, i didnt like y/n.

username_7: i know brittany mahomes is rejoicing as we speak!

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bengals

❤️ 55,624 💬 254

Liked by: yn.handle alo nfl and others

bengals: in new york! 🎶

username_8: joe is so hot.

username_9: defense wins games too you know.

username_10: the glasses though?

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traviskelce

❤️ 321,000 💬 76,935

Liked by: madison.reaves nfl and others

traviskelce: bye week.

username_11: you suck, my fantasy is losing because of you.

username_12: why tf are you taking him in fantasy.

username_13: who were you out with hm?

username_14: why is travis finer than joe..

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y/n.handle posted a story

caption: hi my love!! joeyb_9

bengals

❤️ 99,000 💬 325

Liked by: nfl joeyb_9 lahjay_10 and others

bengals: we prefer coneys.

username_15: us struggling against the giants is insane.

username_16: o-line giving burrow a concussion.

username_17: that touchdown run for burrow though?

username_18: burrow for mvp?

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joeyb_9

❤️ 409,513 💬 777

Liked by: yn.handle lahjay_10 and others

joeyb_9: winning is fun!

username_19: get a new head coach. then itll be fun.

username_20: battle of ohio next week!

username_21: did anyone see y/n's face when he ran for that touchdown? she was HYPEDD

username_22: horrible game. do better.

username_23: that hit in the last half though.. 🤮

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yn.handle

❤️ 298,000 💬 3,163

Liked by: joeyb_9 and others

yn.handle: welcome to new york!

username_24: whats your opinion on travis and that one girl?

username_25: shes so pretty-

username_26: the way shes swooning over joe on her story!

username_27: my qb has a fine girl.

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madisonreaves 📍kansas city, missouri

❤️ 87,159 💬 5,426

Liked by: traviskelce brittanymahomes duexmoi and others

madisonreaves: life update. hes mine.

brittanymahomes: so good together.

username_28: what is this caption..

username_29: what did you achieve??

username_30: as a chiefs fan, bring y/n back.

username_31: hes washed up because of you!

traviskelce: ❤️

yn.handle: baby hes old. you can have him.

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yn.handle

❤️ 325,197 💬 200

Liked by: joeyb_9 skims swarvoski and others

yn.handle: hes yours, w/ swarvoski.

skims: so beautiful!

swarvoski: elegant!

username_32: iced out as always ms shiesty!

username_33: the caption is crazy.

username_34: gagged.

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duexmoi

❤️ 1m 💬 253,410

Liked by: tmz e! and others

duexmoi: are we living for it? travis kelce's new girlfriend notable model madison reaves went public. his ex, y/n is the complete opposite from her as seen on the right. madison is trying to be like y/n by doing stuff that she did during the relationship. including her soft launch pictures.

username_35: y/n gagged madison though.

username_36: brittany mahomes also switched up on y/n after she left.

username_37: based off of how y/n acts on social media, she deserved to get cheated on.

username_38: duexmoi delivering as always!

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joeyb_9 posted a story

y/n.handle posted a story

caption: movie night 🫢

notes: i just watched my college basketball team lose to vandy.. oh we're so cooked.

[harrietswriting]

Hihi! Im so sorry if this is pushing a boundary or something, but personally, I struggle with an eating disorder. I was wondering if you could write like a Curtis sister imagine where one of them finds out that reader is dealing with an ed and tells the other brothers? Just like a shit ton of angst + comfort. Again, I’m so sorry if this is pushing some sort of boundary. I hope you have a lovely day 🫶🏻

Your Brothers Found Out You Have an ED

Curtis Brothers x gn!sibling!reader

An: I wish everyone out there struggling with an ed the best of luck at recovery. Yall are beautiful and deserve the world. 💕 I hope this is kinda accurate. If it's not and it's weird then please let me know!

Word count: 750

W: discussion of ED, reader with ED, Darry is a bit insensitive at first

"I'm not really hungry, Darry." You stand in the kitchens entryway and mess with your sleeves as your older brother cooks dinner. "I ate earlier."

"Well, you need to stop doing that. You're always spoiling your dinner. When was the last time you ate with us, y/n?" He looks over at you.

Your cheeks flush and you avoid his eyes. It's been awhile since you've eaten dinner with them. You normally just drink a glass of water and talk about your day as they eat, trying to talk over the grumbling of your stomach. But you lie, "I ate that pasta you made a few nights ago." You had taken a bite of the Alfredo pasta, but you felt awfully guilty and regretted it.

Sodapop had been sitting in the dining room and had over heard your conversation with Darry. He'd noticed your lack of eating and was really worried about you. Maybe Darry couldn't see that something was wrong, but Soda could. He couldn't remember that last time he'd seen you eat a healthy amount of food. He's also noticed your abnormal weight loss and how fatigued you've been lately.

"I'll eat leftovers when I get hungry." You lie.

Darry sighs then goes back to cooking. "Okay, y/n."

"Sorry."

"Its fine, but you're eating with us tomorrow."

Damn it. You'd have to ask one of your friends if you could stay over or hang out at their house tomorrow evening to avoid that. But you say: "okay."

You turn around and walk out of the kitchen, heading towards your room. You try not to panic about potentially having to eat dinner tomorrow while you walk.

Soda watches you go towards your room. Hr waits until he hears the door close, then he gets up and heads into the kitchen.

"Hey Darry, we need to talk about y/n." Soda says.

Darry looks up from the pot he's stirring and gives Sodapop a questioning look. "What about 'em?"

Soda hesitates for a moment, then begins. "I don't think they're eating Darry. Like, at all. Or at least, not nearly enough."

Darry's saddened by this idea, and a long, sad, heartbreaking conversation follows. He doesn't want to believe Soda at first.

Ponyboy finally finished his homework and joined his brothers in the kitchen. His heart dropped when he heard what Soda thought.

"You really think... why would y/n do that?" He asks quietly.

Soda shrugs. "I don’t know. So, what do we do now? Do we have an intervention kind of thing?"

"Y/n is eating dinner with us." Darry states, then calls your name.

"Darry, I don’t know if rushing them into eating is the best idea." Soda counters.

You come out of your room and make your way to the kitchen where all three of your brothers are. "Yeah?"

"You're eating dinner with us." Darry crosses his arms. Soda looks at you sympatheticly and Ponyboy looks worried. They can't know, right?

"I ate earlier though." You say quietly, trying to mask your panic. Soda frowns.

"What'd you eat?" Darry asks.

You pause. "I.. I made eggs."

"Don't be a liar."

"I'm not-"

"Both of you stop." Soda interrupts, "Y/n, you're not eating, and we're worried about you. That's not good for you. I'm no genius, but I'm pretty sure eating a healthy amount of food is super important."

You stare at them, unsure of what to say. They know, so you can't deny it, but you don't want to admit it either.

Darry speaks, "This ends now, this not eating thing."

"It's not that easy." You mutter.

"It's a disorder, Darry." Pony chimes in. He glances at you then looks at the ground.

This sucks. You're feel helpless. You feel cornered. You can't get yourself out of this. Its embarrassing having them know, and its worring. Yeah, you need help, but sometimes you dont want it. You hug your arms around yourself as you look at the ground and tears blur your vision.

Darry sighs, walks over, and hugs you. "It's okay, y/n. You're not in trouble. We just want to help you." Soda joins in the hug, "Yeah, y/n." Then Ponyboy joins in too. You can't help but smile a little with your brothers hugging you. You know they love and care about you, and in this hug, you feel safe.

The group hug eventually breaks up. You sniffle and wipe your eyes. Soda looks at you tenderly. "How can we help you?"

an: argh! I hope this is sweet and lives up to your expectations. I didn't want to have the reader give specifics on how the brothers can help them in the fic, because everyone is different and needs different things.

[nishloves]

unholy; gojo satoru

art credits : tw @/_3aem

smut drabble | pet names, cum play, raw sex | words : 750 (approx.)

synopsis : you couldn't wait anymore, so you did what any maiden would— touch yourself... you shouldn't have.

"fuuck pretty girl, just like that, eh?" his words were murmured whispers against your skin, his breath tantalizing as his lips trailed across your neck, to your collarbone, to your shoulder, his hand pushing your body in the mattress, your cunt fluttering around his dick as his fingers played with your folds, his movements slow— steady and eerily fulfilling.

his thumb smeared the pearly white liquid across your lips, not forgetting the favour you had done for him as he grunted, snapping his hips upwards, making you moan, hitting the perfect gooey spot, your toes curling— gasping for air—

"filthy princess, couldn't wait f'yer boyfriend, hmm? trying to please yourself with those pretty little dainty fingers—"

snap

"could ya even feel it? could this—" he smacks his lips, spit trickling down your clitoris as he chuckled, his voice deeper, "— could this selfish pretty cunt be satisfied with it? you thought? hmm?"

snap

"what a brat, have i spoiled you too much?" he whispers, his movements slowing down again, making you whine, making you feel his length— inch by inch as he pulled his dick from your gripping walls, his hand tugged around your hair as he pushed in back with ravageous speed, his hips buckling into you like a savage.

"just look at y'er cunt, it's gripping me like it doesn't wanta let me go," he slurred, "such a selfish little thing. and you thought you could satisfy it?" he groaned softly, his hand cupping almost half of your face, as his thumb angled itself below your chin, pushing your jaw up to reveal your gulping neck.

"thought you could please yourself and I wouldn't find out?"

you moaned, tears pricking your eyes as you grappled at his shoulders, your nails burning soft crescents on his immaculate skin— breaking it, marking it.

he leaned down to bite on your neck— bruising a hickey on your soft skin— marking his territory, his pace unrelenting, his thirst unquenched as he involuntarily moaned against your skin, your body bestowing him with pleasure he swears he can't replicate anywhere, with anyone.

he gripped one of your thighs, pushing it up to your chest so that he could see the way your pussy clenched around him greedily, white trickles of cum spilling from your folds as he parted the skin, his gaze darkening as he inspects your pussy, about how deep his cum has been pushed in.

"'ts too much—" you gasped, hazy from the sex— hazy from how many times he had made you cum and cummed into you— the last you counted was five.

"oh really? it's too much now?" satoru laughed, "apparently not too much if yer pretty head thought your fingers could replace me."

"d-didn't mean to 'toru— hic—"

"surely you didn't," his fingers tapped your mound, "but gotta teach your pretty pussy a lesson about who she belongs to hmm?" he said, pulling out as he slammed into you again, making sure to morph your womb into the shape of his dick, filling you up with his cum so that it stays in for days, make you so filthy— so ruined that your sweet pussy can't recognise no one else.

you gasped as you felt him push both your thighs up, your shoulders digging into the mattress now that satoru's hand wasn't supporting you, he pulled out, his angry tip brushing against your glistening folds, smearing the pre-cum while he angled himself to reach deeper into you— one, two, three— pushing in— making you scream as you desperately held onto his forearms, his praises, his degradation, his mutterings lost over you as your eyes rolled back.

"ngh— please please please- don't- don't stop," you found yourself chanting, vaguely hearing satoru's deep- husky and mocking laughs.

your eyes tearing up as you came again— gasping for air— trying to breathe as you felt his fingers gently card a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch gentle, caressing your face as you tried to steady yourself— it should be enough now— but all you heard was his mocking laugh,

"aww baby, don't get all tired up on me now, the night's just getting started."

[clvudii-launch42]

First to last yasammy kiss cuz WHY NOT 🙌🏻

In the right order. We can just hope this list or whatever will increase as more seasons release. CAN'T WAITTTTTT

Got these gifs from one of @e-750 's posts. Hope it's okay... Lmk if it's not!

I just dk how to do gifs of my own...

[kittenintheden]

Before Morning's Light

surprise early morning Oristarion bang because I felt like it, enjoy.

Rating: E Pairing: Astarion/Orianna (female OC) Word Count: 750 Content: 18+, wake up from dual nightmares and then bang the demons away

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They wake in their shared bed in the Elfsong at nearly the same moment, both panting and fighting against their nightmares’ pull. Instinctively they find one another for comfort, hands entwining and bodies pressed tight until the shakes stop, until her heartbeat slows. They rest on their sides, embracing as best they can.

It’s very early morning, judging from the way the only light in the room comes from the yellowed and washed-out streetlamps on the street below, and as they catch their breath, they meet one another’s eyes. Bleary with sleep, steeped in the terror of a receding nightmare. An understanding sort of mirror.

Ori tilts her chin forward and kisses him, softly.

The thrum of fear and anger still pulses with nowhere to go, twining along their nerves and preventing them from settling back to rest.

Their eyes flick back to one another and a current passes between them.

Ori’s hands go to his waistband as his fingers reach up underneath the hem of her sleep shirt, their movements frantic and hurried as though this can’t happen fast enough, both uncharacteristically fumbling. She makes an annoyed hiss as she grabs hold of his shirt and yanks it up to give herself more room to work.

“Who tucks their bloody shirt in when they sleep?” she grouses in a whisper as she looks down. She can see the hard ridge of his arousal straining against his thin breeches and she needs it free immediately.

Astarion’s hand is fully under her clothing now, hooking his fingers beneath the waistband of her smallclothes and already pulling them down her hips with no mind whatsoever to whether he might tear the fabric. “Who doesn’t wear breeches to sleep at all?” he grumble-whispers back, bending her knee up to make it easier to get this stupid thing all the way down and over her ankle.

“Someone who plans for this exact eventuality. What in the hells is this fucking drawstring-” She pulls at it, trying to dig out the knot and prying a subdued groan from him as her nails scrape against the skin over his pubic bone.

“Get, would you get out of the-” He lifts her freed leg up over his hip and reaches between them to knock her hands out of the way so he can take over. It takes a few seconds for him to work the knot apart, and then he and she both shove them down, breeches and smallclothes together, over his arse and hips to free him. His cock springs up toward her, eager, and he thrusts between her legs without thinking, seeking her warmth.

He misses the first time, his desperation making him sloppy, and they both snipe quietly at one another until she puts a firm palm on his hip to hold him in place and rolls herself up to catch the tip of him, adjusting for angle, and gets him partway in. Then he thrusts up once, twice, and he’s inside.

They don’t even communicate the need before they each get a hand over the other’s mouth to muffle the debauched whimpering noises they make as they begin rutting with total abandon, her leg tight over his upper thigh and gripping for leverage.

Their bodies are teeming with adrenaline and nerves and need. It’s like they were already on the edge, their arousal hypersensitive and ready to burst. It’s pure, needy, unadulterated fucking, no artistry or thought behind it, only the base desire to rock and ride straight to the top.

Astarion comes first, his eyes slamming shut and his back curving with it, his moan trapped behind Ori’s fingers. His shaking free hand goes up under her clothes, flat on the small of her back as he pulses and continues to fuck into her as long as his body will let him. Close, close, close-

She cries through gritted teeth and behind her own barrier, shivering through her climax before she slows and they melt back down into the mattress beneath them. Hands drop away from mouths, chests heave for breath.

“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck,” Astarion whispers, eyes still shut, limbs going heavy.

Ori presses her mouth to his forehead, huffing out her breath. “That’s one way to exorcize our demons, I guess,” she breathes.

From somewhere beyond their privacy screen, they hear Gale groan, “By Mystra’s holy tits, would you two shut the nine hells up, you aren’t as quiet as you think you are. It’s not even daylight. Gods.”

 Astarion collapses into silent giggles against Ori.

“Sorry, Gale,” she whisper-yells.

[the-uninformed-zennial]

Alright, so we have officially reached over 750 followers on Twitch (thank you all for that), and that means I get to give you all a little lore reveal for Terramortis.

Spoilers for Terramortis below;

Last time I streamed Terramortis, Daisy had a fall, spaced out for a minute, and came back with no memory of where they were and an uncomfortableness with using the name “Daisy” and she/her pronouns. This aspect of Daisy preferred to go by the name “E” and acted very differently then how we’d seen Daisy in the past.

Daisy had been having small lapses in memory as early as the first episode they were in, but this was the first time we saw them fully change mannerisms and demeanor in response to it.

That is because, as many of you correctly guessed, Daisy is canonically a system.

I will not be labeling them as any one specific diagnosis as I am not a medical professional, and Daisy doesn’t canonically have access to one to be able to get that diagnosis anyway. Daisy is based on my personal experiences as a system and while I do have a diagnosis, that isn’t something I want to confine Daisy to.

As much as I would love to be able to make a character that every system would relate to and see themself within, Daisy’s journey of being a system is not going to be the same as everyone else’s. It isn’t even the same as mine. But it is a careful amalgamation of many system’s stories and lived experiences combined with my own and shared with you all through the very small lense of Minecraft RP. I apologize in advance for the lack of representation in certain areas this portrayal will certainly have, and I urge anyone watching to keep in mind that each system is as varied and different and unique as each and every person, so if Daisy’s journey doesn’t match your own that doesn’t make you any less valid. It doesn’t make your experience any less real.

There is such a lack of open, clear, and truthful representation of systems in media. So when I got the opportunity to make a new character with Terramortis, I really wanted to be able to change that. Even if it’s just one character on a silly minecraft smp.

I have not been incredibly open with my diagnosis as system in public spaces, but I think in order to lend credibility and honesty to this portrayal it’s important to be candid with you all about it. I will still be keeping many things about that experience private and I’d prefer if no one draws a large amount of attention to it. But now that I’m out, I just wanna say to other systems out there; you aren’t alone. You aren’t making things up. Your experience is valid.

Thank you 💕

-Zenni

[thalialunacy]

Johnlock | Parentlock | 27k (!!) | E-rated | serial | fluffy as a box of baby chickens

You're Not Designed to Be Alone

There's schmoop, there's smut, there's first times and second times and fifth times, there are fun facts for your next trivia night, there are puns, there are appearances by a lot of our faves... and there is most definitely a Happily Ever After.

Author ramblings:

Once upon a time, if by that I mean May 1st 2024, I decided on quite a whim to join the fun folks doing wee Johnlock prompt fills during the month of May. (Led by @calaisreno, who is almost certainly over me tagging them every other day lol but did a brilliant job at modding.) I have never done such a thing before; my other timed writing experience had been the Merlin fandom's Summer Pornathons of the 'teens, which were kickass as hell but only (only) required one 750 word story a week. But the May fest seemed low pressure and high support, so I said wth, I'll do a couple.

........

Yeah so I am a stubborn asshole? Ish? I posted the last of 31 installments on July 10th.

They are serial, though that was not my intent at first. But I just love these two so much, and the low pressure but high output vibe allowed me to stop hemming & hawing over plot, and also to stop being precious about every word.

Which, I suppose, is why it ended up just under twenty-seven thousand words. Peanuts in this fandom, I know, but longer than 95% of the stuff I write.

It was just so FREEING.

AND, most importantly, it came with enthusiastic community of cheerleading & support that I gobbled up with a gd spoon.

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, you utterly gorgeous people. Thank you, for real. You are the stars and moon. 💞