#eely’s writing

[elysia-nsimp]

Well. Saw this blog and I've grown curious about it. Saw requests are open and also you haven't writen anything for Savanaclaw and other dorms so... Yeah I'll shoot my shot. Can you do jealousy headcanons? (Mainly for Leona but Malleus,Vil and Azul too if you're okay doing multiple characters in one post). Just y'know the bois feeling someone is becoming too touchy or getting too close to their S/O (even if said S/O wouldn't change them for anyone else obviously). Okay thank you,have a lovely day <3

Hi!! I just got around to actually working on the few requests in my inbox, so thanks for your patience Anon ^^

I’m nervous about my ability to write Leona, but I’ll do my best !!!

Contents: lack of COMMUNICATION (Azul, Leona, Malleus), insecurity (Azul), possessiveness (Malleus), reader’s gender or pronouns are never mentioned.

Leona

Initially, Leona would start shutting himself off from you.

Suddenly, he’s way more distant and guarded when you’re around.

If you don’t talk to him about it first, and whoever he’s jealous of gets closer to you, that’s when he jumps back in

NOW he’s trying to prove that he’s BETTER than whoever he’s jealous of via leaning against you, buying you things, draping his clothes over you, etc etc.

He WILL NOT communicate his feelings I’m sorry, you’re gonna have to pry it out of him

Good luck 👍

Thanks @thesunshineriptide for basically doing this one for me I got. very stuck

Azul

For the most part, Azul would act unfazed by someone getting too close to you… at least, on the outside.

Inside? He’s both a mix of angry (at them, not you. Never at you.) and worried he’ll lose you.

Even if you don’t notice it, the twins certainly do.

They know him REALLY well, so they see right through that disguise.

If you don’t notice, the twins will probably hint at it until you catch on.

Either way, once you approach Azul about the situation, he seems… panicked? Like, he will deny feeling jealous for a few minutes.

When he stops denying it, it’s clear he’s holding back tears, not wanting to seem like a fool in front of you.

You assure him you love him, you wouldn’t trade him for the world, and if he’s ever feeling insecure, to please talk to you so you can assure him again.

He REALLY appreciates this, more than he can put into words.

He apologies for his silly concerns, to which you tell him that having worries isn’t silly of him. If it’s bothering him, he should be able to feel safe enough to talk about it.

If it ever happens again, Azul is gonna do his best to talk to you, rather than bottling it up.

Vil

Vil is extremely confident in how much you love him. He wouldn’t be dating you otherwise!

However, sometimes concerns still arise… like now!

He takes notices to how close you are to a friend of yours, and suddenly the worry that maybe he’s not affectionate enough with you crosses his mind.

He’s also a tad jealous that they get your affection and he doesn’t. At least, in that very moment.

It doesn’t take long before he approaches you during your down time, asking if he could tell you something.

He takes your hands in his, admitting he’s just a liiittle jealous of your friend, and asks if there’s something missing in your relationship with him.

You tell him you love him just the way he is, and he doesn’t need to change. You assure him you’re just friends with the person he saw you with, and they’re just a hugger.

He’s relieved at this and offers you a kiss, thanking you for listening to his concerns.

He WILL offer you more hugs though. Better safe than sorry!

Malleus

It is… BLATANTLY obvious when Malleus is jealous.

Not only is Lilia always chuckling under his breath whenever Malleus spots you with your affectionate friends,

But he becomes SUPER possessive over you.

You’ll be talking with your friends, then suddenly BOOM! Malleus hugging you out of nowhere.

He shows up unprompted to your dorm just to snuggle up next to you.

He’s quieter than usual, which makes it easy to conclude he’s in a bad mood.

When asked, he simply responds with “Is my love not enough?”

…Ooooohhhh he’s jealous. That makes a lot more sense.

You squish his cheeks and tell him that YES his love is enough, you just have different relationships with your peers and their affections.

He asks if he needs to be more physically affectionate with you, to which you tell him that you wouldn’t change him. It’s entirely up to him to decide that, to which he promptly decides you’re coming with him to cuddle

He’s still lowkey jealous when he sees others getting too close to you, often appearing and hugging you to remind them to not get too touchy feely with HIS Child of Man, but he trusts you a ton and believes you when you say you love him.

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Thanks again to my buddy Howl for. Basically doing Leonas for me. Lol I’ll work on studying his character more so I can better respond to requests for him. Hope you enjoy this ^^ Have a lovely day yourself Anon!!

I’m still working on formatting for my posts lol, maybe they’ll be prettier one day

[catebees]

same anon here and oh yeah bioware making cassandra vaguely probably middle eastern and then also making her the right hand of the pope i mean divine who starts an inquisition and is an ardent church supporter is um. fucked up as hell. not to mention the fact that shes from nevarra ultimately has quite little baring on her character as written in inquisition. its all deeply messed up and while i like cassandra i hate that she was written if that makes sense lol

That last sentence makes so much sense, I also love dragon age and hate the way it was written. When I say anything regarding a character or event that happens in the games I hope you understand that I'm actually referencing the Dragon Age that lives in my head where Everything is different.

[stereax]

Waivers: The Basics

Having noticed that many of my mutuals, as well as hockeyblr at large, are unsure of what exactly the NHL's waiver system means and how it works, I've endeavored to write up a little bit of a primer on waivers to make it easier to understand. Meet me under the cut to learn more!

What are waivers?

Put most simply, waivers are a process that occurs when a team says to a player, "We don't want you in the NHL anymore, we're sending you to the AHL". Because of the CBA's (Collective Bargaining Agreement) Article 13, before they can do this, they have to put the player on the waiver wire, which is essentially a 24-hour-long period where any other team that wants that player to play for them in the NHL can claim them. The purpose of the waiver wire is to ensure that teams don't unfairly stash NHL-caliber players in the AHL, thereby paying them lesser salaries (this is the most important part - AHL salaries are generally about a tenth of NHL salaries) and not allowing them to play NHL games. Players that may not be getting a fair shot on one team can move to another, where they can be used more effectively - for instance, Eeli Tolvanen was waived by Nashville, picked up by Seattle, and now plays a key role on Seattle's third line. In fact, he scored Seattle's first-ever goal in the playoffs!

What happens once a player is put on the waiver wire?

If another team claims the player, they are claimed on waivers and are transferred to the other team. Notably, the other team must have the appropriate cap and roster space necessary to claim the player. An example here is Kasperi Kapanen, who was placed on waivers by Pittsburgh and was claimed by St Louis. His cap hit of $3.2m may have been prohibitive for other teams who could have wanted to claim him.

If multiple teams try to claim the player, the player goes to the team that submitted a claim which is the worst in the standings - if it's before November 1st of a new season year, it goes to the team that finished worst in the standings the year before, but if it's after November 1st, it goes to the team that is currently worst in the standings. Take Lassi Thomson, who was placed on waivers by Ottawa and claimed by Anaheim. If, for example, Toronto also submitted a claim, they would not have been awarded Thomson, as Anaheim has the worse standing.

If no other team claims the player, they clear waivers. When they do so, they can be reassigned to the NHL team's affiliate AHL team. Notably, not everyone who clears waivers is immediately reassigned - a player who clears waivers can stay with the NHL team instead (for example, if another player just got injured). They can be sent down to the AHL at a later time - they do not have to go through the waivers process again if they have played less than 10 NHL games (cumulative) or been on the roster for less than 30 days (cumulative) from the last time they cleared waivers. This can be used to a savvy GM's advantage to avoid putting players on the waiver wire.

Why is everyone getting waived right now?

At the beginning of the preseason, every player with an NHL contract, whether it be one-way (NHL only) or two-way (NHL and AHL), is invited to that team's training camp. This places them on the NHL preseason roster for that team. As training camp goes on and players get cut, they then must pass through waivers to go to the AHL. Unless, of course, they're waiver exempt.

What is waiver exemption and why is it important?

So you might already have noticed an issue with the waiver system - it's terrible for younger players. If solely the waiver rules we've discussed above existed, every player being sent to the AHL would have to go through waivers. This would include prospects who are signed to an NHL ELC (entry-level contract) but didn't make the cut for the season. Obviously, this is bad for teams - imagine drafting players who you know will be good for you in 2 or 3 years and then losing them all to the waiver wire. This is why waiver exemption exists.

Waiver exemption, to keep it simple, is a protection that certain players have that means they do not have to go through the waivers process to be reassigned to the AHL. The specific details of waiver exemption are a little complicated - let's take a look at the table to make it make more sense.

This table is either/or and is defined by the age when their NHL ELC was signed. A skater who signed their ELC as an 18-year-old is waiver exempt for either 5 years or 160 games played (including playoff games) at the NHL level. A skater who signed at 21 is exempt for either 3 years or 80 NHL games. Goalies have different requirements than skaters because they generally take longer to develop and don't play as many games.

There is a fairly common misconception that all players on their ELCs are automatically waiver exempt. This is false. The second a player hits the amount of games played for their age, they are immediately no longer waiver exempt. Usually, this doesn't occur until after the ELC is over, as most ELC players deal with injuries and healthy scratches, as well as not generally being given the reins to play on the NHL roster for the entire season. One notable example that disproves the "ELC means waiver exempt" conception is Dawson Mercer from New Jersey. Mercer signed his ELC as a 19-year-old in December of 2020. He has played all 82 games in the past 2 seasons (2021-22 & 2022-23) plus 12 playoff games for a total of 176 NHL games played. Under the games requirements, he is now no longer exempt from waivers, despite having one whole year left on his ELC.

For the 25+ category, upon playing a single NHL game, the player is waiver exempt for that entire season and that entire season only. Andrei Kuzmenko from Vancouver is a good example of that - last season, he signed his one-year ELC with Vancouver as a 27-year-old and could have been sent to the AHL at any time without going through waivers. (He was not, needless to say.)

There is one very important exception to the table: if an 18- or 19-year-old player plays 11 or more games with an NHL team in a single season, their waiver exemption is automatically cropped. For that season, and the next two, the player is waiver exempt, but after that, they are no longer exempt. This extends to the next three if the player in question is a goalie and not a skater. (To make it easier to understand, it's as if they jumped into the 20-year-old category.) However, 18- and 19-year-old prospects generally only play 9 games maximum at the NHL level in order to allow for the entry-level slide, allowing the contract to "slide" forward a year, letting teams keep the player on the ELC for an extra year and thus save money.

Are there any other ways a player can play in the AHL without going through waivers or being waiver exempt?

Yes, actually! There are two main exceptions - they're for conditioning loans.

First, what is a conditioning loan? A conditioning loan is a short-term reassignment to the AHL. There are two types of conditioning loans: the standard conditioning loan and the LTIR conditioning loan.

A standard conditioning loan, specified under the CBA 13.8, occurs when a player agrees to head down to the AHL for a few games to "wipe off the dust" on their game, so to speak. They're often used by players who have ended up as perennial healthy scratches on their NHL teams, so that they're able to jump in if there's an injury or other issue. Standard conditioning loans can last up to 14 days. One example of a standard conditioning loan is Shane Wright, who was sent to the AHL by Seattle very early in the season for conditioning, partially to bypass the requirement that the NHL has with the major junior CHL that would have required him to go back to the CHL were he officially reassigned from Seattle. Another is Nathan Beaulieu, who was sent to the AHL by Anaheim in January for a four-game stint.

An LTIR conditioning loan, specified under the CBA 13.9, occurs when a player coming off of LTIR agrees to head down to the AHL for a few games to "wipe off the dust" on their game, so to speak. These loans can only last 6 days or 3 games, whichever comes later, and the idea is to be able to figure out whether a player is able to return to form or requires more time to heal properly. For example, Travis Dermott was sent to the AHL by Vancouver in December to evaluate whether he was back to form after a concussion sustained in the preseason. He played one game in the AHL, then drew back into Vancouver's lineup for eleven games before going back on IR for the rest of the season due to the concussion repercussions. Notably, a team can only use one LTIR conditioning loan for each time a player is on LTIR.

What is emergency recall and why does it make a player waiver exempt?

Emergency recall occurs when a player on a team's NHL lineup is injured and the team can no longer ice a full squad because of it. (As a reminder, each team must carry 12 forwards, 6 defensemen, and 2 goalies. Usually, teams keep an extra forward and defenseman around as a healthy scratch in case of injuries, but some teams are pressed against the cap and cannot carry extra players.) In this case, they can call an AHL player (or multiple, at times) up on an "emergency" basis to fill in during the time that the NHL player is out. Once the NHL player is healthy again, the AHL player can either be transferred to a regular recall or gets sent down to their AHL team again. One example here is Akira Schmid, who was bouncing back and forth between Utica and New Jersey on emergency recalls every few weeks because Mackenzie Blackwood, one of New Jersey's two goaltenders, was constantly getting hurt.

It makes sense, then, why emergency recall would grant a player temporary waiver exemption status - it would be awful to have to recall a player from the AHL, have them in the NHL for a little bit, and then have to send them through waivers and get claimed when your roster player is healthy. However, if an emergency recall player plays in at least 10 NHL games, he loses his waiver exempt status under emergency recall (other forms of waiver exemption still apply).

What are unconditional waivers?

Unconditional waivers are different from regular waivers in what they do. Passing through unconditional waivers does not send you to the AHL. Instead, they are used by teams that want to buy out or terminate players' contracts, completely giving up their rights to the players. Players placed on unconditional waivers are almost never claimed because of this - only two players have ever been claimed off unconditional waivers.

Okay, hold on - what's the difference between a buyout and a termination?

A termination occurs when a player's contract is terminated. The player severs all ties to a team and does not continue to be paid by the team. The team does not incur any cap penalties from termination. There are two main types of termination.

The first type of termination is mutually-agreed-upon termination. In the case of Filip Zadina, who was recently terminated by Detroit, he made it clear that he would refuse to report to the AHL after being sent down on regular waivers. The team and Zadina then proceeded to terminate the contract so that Zadina would be free to negotiate a contract with another NHL team instead of playing for Detroit's AHL team, and so that Detroit would not incur any cap penalties from buying out Zadina. Another example is Lukas Sedlak, whose contract was terminated by Philadelphia when he made it clear to the team that he wanted to return to Europe to play. Philadelphia put Sedlak on unconditional waivers, terminated the contract, and Sedlak soon returned to his native Czechia to play for Pardubice.

The other, rarer type of termination is for material breach. Material breach termination is exemplified by Alex Galchenyuk, whose contract was terminated by Arizona after they became aware of the intoxicated driving incident involving Galchenyuk. Essentially, material breach is used when players are acting illegally, either against the law of the United States/Canada, or against the terms of their contract. The reason these terminations are so rare is twofold: Not only are hockey players generally going to try to avoid breaking the law, when they do, the player's association is usually going to investigate and file appeals and the like to try to secure their players the highest possible settlement despite the termination (and set a precedent so other teams are not encouraged to terminate contracts for material breach).

On the other hand, a buyout occurs when a player is released by a team, but the player continues to be paid by the team as per their contract. The team incurs cap penalties from buyouts - 1/3 of the contract value if the player is younger than 26 at the time of the buy-out, 2/3 of the value if the player is 26 or order. This penalty is spread across double the years left on the contract.

An aside - this is also where the idea of a "buyout-proof" contract comes in. A buyout-proof contract contains most of the salary being paid in the form of signing bonuses, which are paid in full even if the contract is bought out. (These contracts are also considered "lockout-proof", as, again, the signing bonus must be paid even if there is a lockout and no hockey is being played.) As an example of this, take a look at Auston Matthews's extension:

If the Leafs try to buy this contract out, they'd have to pay Matthews the entirety of the signing bonuses as well as 2/3 of the base salary, making the cap savings incredibly marginal and just not worth it to buy out. Thus, it's buyout-proof.

Is that everything I need to know about waivers?

I think so! If you have any other questions, please drop me a line in my inbox or via DMs - I'll be happy to explain more to you! :D

[inkyquince]

I'm so tired eely but I can't wait to write scenes for my silly lil game that would cause puritans on tiktok and twitter to call me disturbed

[twistedroseytoesy]

Mother knows best

Was super inspired from a twst text video. Basis is that riddles mom used mother gothels song against poor baby riddle. I have to write this out. Angst.

yet another potion accident, yet another daily adventure for Mc. This was supposed to be a dreams potion, a way to create a dream world and for others who drink the potion to watch and even participate in the dream that the first drinker created.

But of course with any group projects with grim involved something is bound to go wrong. Even with riddle’s guidance and stern warnings of making no mistakes grim decided it was too boring without some pizzazz. So he added a random root he found in a bottle nearby. This was called neroroot. Of course grim was smart enough to wait till both the mc and riddle were busy to slip it in.

Nothing seemed to change and that disappointed grim but oh well, he was going to leave it up to his henchman and riddle to do the boring stuff then. he curled up on one of the shelves and took a nice cat nap. The potion was completed by the two hardworking students. Now to test the effects. Riddle offered to go first, blushing a bit at his idea to set up a nice tea party in his dream world, maybe go on a horseback ride somewhere magical.

He drank the potion first and quickly sat down to nap. Mc followed quickly after the two sitting next to each other peacefully. It was a different story in the dream.

Riddle was having another nightmare, reliving one of the worst days at home. He got caught sneaking out, got caught eating sugar and playing with friends. He was told he would be kept in the house more and he wanted to cry and shout. He was so caught up in what was going on he didn’t notice mc in the corner of the room watching but also unable to do anything sot stop the aweful woman from emotionaly scaring her child.

Like most dreams some things were different. So as riddle was sat down at the large table, some music started to play as the cold and regal woman started to close the windows and draw the blinds.

Riddle’s mother: You wanted to go outside? Why, Riddle...! Look at you, as fragile as a flower Still a little sapling, just a sprout You know why we stay in this household

Riddle: I know but…

Riddle’s mother: That's right, to keep you safe and sound, dear. Guess I always knew this day was coming Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest Soon, but not yet

Riddle: But --

Riddle’s mother: Shh! Trust me pet, Mother knows best!

The woman danced around riddle keeping him in place and interupting anything he tried to say to defend himself. Mc stood off to the side frozen, burning with an anger they havent felt toward anyone.

The room went dark as she turned off the light overhead, plunging the three into darkness. The two could see her shape dancing in the darkness moving things around, before using some of her own magic to create lights.

Mother knows best Listen to your mother It's a scary world out there Mother knows best One way or another Something will go wrong, I swear

The little light orbs swirled around her as she moved toward the frozen in place riddle.

Ruffians, thugs Poison ivy, quicksand Cannibals and snakes

Riddle was pulled off of his feet as different shadows of the dangerous items danced around him.

The plague

Riddle: No!

Riddle’s mother: Yes!

Riddle: But --

Riddle’s mother: Also large bugs Men with pointy teeth, and Stop, no more, you'll just upset me

A large bug swooped down causing riddle to duck and notice a familiar eely grin in his face causing him to fall back into his seat. His mother wraping him in a hug from behind before dissapearing back into the darkness.

Mother's right here Mother will protect you Darling, here's what I suggest Skip the drama Stay with mama Mama knows best

Mother knows best Take it from your mumsy On your own, you won't survive

Mc seethed as they watched riddle get pulled from his chair again and put in front of a mirror as Riddles mother ridiculed his appearance.

Sloppy, underdressed Immature, clumsy Please, they'll eat you up alive

many faces of others filled the mirror as hands grabbed and pulled him in. He found himself back in his seat.

Gullible, naÎve Positively grubby Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm vague Plus, I believe Gettin' kinda chubby

She said poking at the little bit of fat on his stomach and his baby fat cheeks. Riddle's eyes watered at the harsh words and pokes. She smiled as she held him close again. then dissapeard into the darkness, leaving riddle scared and alone.

I'm just saying 'cause I wuv you Mother understands Mother's here to help you All I have is one request

Her arms were open, waiting for a hug. Riddle ran to her arms, since she was the only thing he could see in that moment.

"Riddle?" she said quietly, holding him.

"Yes?" he meekly asked.

"Don't ever sneak out of this house again." She said in a tone that left no room for arguments.

"Yes, Mother." Riddle said, clsoing his eyes and letting a few tears loose.

She cooed and wiped his tears away "I love you very much, dear."

"I love you more." riddle said with a wobbly voice.

"I love you most." She said, now pushing him back to look into his eyes.

"Don't forget it You'll regret it Mother knows best" She finished with a sing song tone, moving toward the kitchen to make dinner. "Go and study your dueling techniques in your room riddle. I'll check in on you in 30 minutes."

Riddle hung his head as he walked toward his room. Mc was finaly released from their paralyzed state and they quickly rushed toward where riddle went down the hall. He turned as he heard their footsteps, both now in his room. Riddle was now in his dorm outfit and his normal age.

He imediatly let the tears flow as Mc pulled him onto a gentle hug, nothing like the possesive hold his mother used on him. He sobbed, apologizing for what had happened, that this wasnt suposed to have happened. Mc just pet his back and hair as they shushed and cooed at him. telling him it was alright, it was in the past and if they had anything to say about this, that woman would be apologising in no time.

After a good 20 minutes of calming riddle, they felt the tug of waking up on them. Mc smiled down at the puffy eyed riddle as he held them tighter, like they would dissapear.

"it will be ok, Riddle. Next time you deal with her I'll defend you. I promise." they squeezed him gently, noticing the room fading around them. "Lets go have a tea party back at your place. I'm sure trey has some leftover goodies we could use." They both smiled as they woke up.

Riddle couldnt wait for that tea party, but first they had a cat to punish and a quick lab to finish. Riddle smiled as he wrote, feeling a fluttering and warmth in his chest now at the thought of spending time with the prefect. Despite seeing what made him the way he was before the overblot, they cared. they helped him, comfoted him. With a love he never knew before, a love his mother would never show. He wanted more of that love. Maybe over time he could ask- No! at least not right now... Riddles face flushed as he shook out of his thoughts and finished the assignment. Quickly excusing himself to get a very special tea party ready.

[badhockeymom]

5 August

Charity meeting. Pekka worried not heard of j. What if I go through the kids eith term and then we'll check it between us tomorrow and see who uiu can ask fur donations? Pekka was always better at charming snd entertaining than planning and arranging. -X

Juuse on phone j/m/e. Eeli tesmmate who had quickly befriended Juuse  -X

Mixed feelings- X

Pekkas apt. Side hoe. - x

Regrets? No. - x

s keeps hitting him in kinks Pekka never knew he had. - X

Golf, juuse arrives - x

Puuttuu siirtymä. Esim Pekka asks in bed about eeli and Miro -x

Argument make up -X

Golf. Saturday slightly tipsy last year Juuse so drunk. Taksilla Pekan mökille. - X

Keskiyö mutta kukaan ei halua nukkua. Pekka lämmittää saunan. Getting dark in the night and chilly. Sauna and swimming. 3 heads bobbing in darkness. Kisses taste salty. Shrinking problem.

Dp 3some.

Sleeping late.

Sepe, onneksi täällä ei pyörää.

Sepe puhelimella, p ja j juttelee laiturilla

Sepe tulee. Palelee, miten pysty uida yöllä. Wraps hoodie around.kokeilee paljaalla varpaalla vettä. Saunapeksi?. No yöt maagisia.

Sepe pariterapia. Jman putkola I terview.

Veneellä maihin. S ja j suutelee kun p ohjaa. Nobodys perfect. Loppu.

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This is an example of my outlining process when I write fic. I often use tumblr as a note book, saving the note in my drafts. Kudos if you recognise the fic.

[caixxa]

💞 and ✨

💞 A fic that led to you making friends with the author

Neliödraama by ThoseDaysThatWill. I left a long rambling tag on this fic about the messy love lives of some off-season hockey Finns (Miro, Roope, Sepe and offscreen Eeli). Then I talked some more about the Finnish Hockey Boys in another comment, and later slid in her Tumblr DMs about another detail in the fic.

(It was this line: "If not for hockey, you would be a porn star." Which I thought was a hilarious coincidence bc I was writing a porn AU at the time. @thosedaysthatwill told me it was no coincidence but a reference, and we talked for years after that)

✨ A fic you wish you could read again for the first time

Why We Fight by lllookalive. Part of the reading experience was waiting for the updates, reading each new chapter as soon as possible and having to wait for the next one. It's a LOVELY multi team multi character coming-of-age HRPF high school AU and it was one of my favourites.

Thank you for the ask!

[furansupanchimera]

The urge to write my fanfiction stuffz for my eely FNaF & Castle Swimmer Headcanons/OCs 😔

[elysia-nsimp]

Heyyyy buddy pal friend, *cough ( sorry ). I was wondering if you could write a poly fluff romantic scenario between overblot Azul and overblot Jamil with a male reader, preferably an interation between the trio. thx and here have a follow and a cookie 🍪

HIIII oh my gosh thanks for the follow and cookie !!

And thanks for your patience too, I know it’s been a WHILE since you sent me this ask. I kinda lost my twst spark for a bit there then was hit with the dreaded “ohhh what if my writing sucks”

Anyway I decided to not worry about that too much. This is mostly unedited because I just. REALLY wanted to get something out for you. I promise I didn’t forget! :’)

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Contents: established relationships, polyamory!! Both Jamil and Azul are dating you as the reader, but not each other, mild Book 3/4 spoilers, reader uses he/him pronouns ! ^^

With both Azul and Jamil overblotting, it’s already a recipe for disaster.

Azul and Jamil aren’t all that different in some aspects. Both crave the power and control they lacked in their childhoods, and seek to stand over the rest as a result of that.

One thing they have in common for certain though, is their love for you! You were dating them both before this whole thing happened, and although they don’t get along that well, they’re both glad you’re happy with the relationship.

However…this does lead to them fighting over you when overblotted.

Both of them want your undying attention, although for slightly different reasons. Oh, what is a poor reader to do?

On one hand, Jamil’s over here like “praise me please!!! i want to be called a handsome young man!!!!!” while Azul wants cuddles because he is full of embarrassment and pain and suffering.

Poor you is stuck in the middle of them, metaphorically being tugged back and fourth between them.

Azul’s like, “Actually, handsome, I believe he will be spending his evening with me.”

While Jamil’s like “ACTUALLY I require him to be here with ME as my cheerleader while I run Scarabia!” (I’m afraid he can’t provide the pompoms though)

Despite their back and fourth, when you step in they both turn to you with no hesitation.

“Who do you choose, Yuu?” Azul looks almost desperate, silently begging you to pick him. Meanwhile, Jamil crosses his arms, convinced he’s already won.

“Do I have to choose?” you ask.

Utter silence from both of them. They glance at each other, then back to you.

“What do you mean, ‘do you have to choose?’” Jamil sounds almost taken aback by your question.

“What if I don’t want to pick?” you retort. “What if I choose both of you?”

After some mild side glares at each other from your partners, they agree that it’s a win-win! Jamil will put up with Azul and vice versa. You end up smooshed between two slightly agitated overblots. As you run your fingers through Azul’s hair, you tell Jamil how very handsome he is and tell him he’s done a good job, even if it didn’t work out in the end. This makes both of them very happy.

Their overblots both die down after a while, leaving you with your two partners asleep, one on your shoulder and one in your lap.

Congrats!! You’re a hero for being gay. /pos

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I’m not gonna lie, I thought this was a really cute dynamic. Very fun to write, even if it wasn’t super long. Again thanks for waiting for so long while I got my stuff together lol

[cppsheffield]

Centre for Poetry and Poetics Presents: A Reading with Karl Riordan, Pete Green, Steve Ely and Rory Waterman

5TH OF NOVEMBER THE DIAMOND, LT2, 6PM-8PM

Karl Riordan is a working-class writer based in Sheffield after stints around the UK & Ireland and considering his next move. 'The Tattooist's Chair' is his first poetry collection from Smokestack Press and just published ‘Tinikling’ drawing upon his links with the Philippines. He has an M.A. in Creative Writing from the University of Sheffield. Daljit Nagra said, he writes of ‘[a]n ordinary world illuminated by a seeing-eye that persistently finds understated wonder.’ By day, he’s worked underage on building sites, was a barber, scrap-collector, teacher, Disability Support Worker, and a postal worker - and lasted a full week. He currently works as a Library Assistant for the Rotherham Library Service. He’s working on another collection of poems and a book of short stories.

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Pete Green is a poet and musician who has lived in Sheffield for 20 years. They grew up in the port of Grimsby, lovingly parented by a fish filleter and a lollipop lady. Living first on the edge of the land itself, and more recently near the edge of a largely post-industrial city, Pete has become preoccupied with the way places fade into each other and shift over time – and perhaps most of all with how people influence places and places influence people. These concerns are the driving force behind Pete's first full-length collection The Meanwhile Sites, published in 2022 by Salt and described by Helen Mort as "feral, elegant and beautifully observed". Much of the book was informed by visits to coastal locations, from Orkney to Dungeness, though these are juxtaposed with observations of big cities, including the temporary London housing estate built from shipping containers which inspired the collection's title. Pete has been active as a musician for far longer than as a poet, though these days they prefer to concentrate on poetry because there's less heavy stuff to carry. Encouraged by discovering the output of Sheffield's Longbarrow Press, Pete started to write poetry again in 2014 after a gap of more than 20 years. Their pamphlet Sheffield Almanac and short book Hemisphere were published by Longbarrow in 2017 and 2021 respectively. Other work by Pete has been longlisted in the National Poetry Competition and shortlisted for the Brotherton Poetry Prize, whose chair of judges Simon Armitage praised Pete's "lyrical dexterity" and described them as "a poet alive to the challenges of the post-modernist era".

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Steve Ely is a poet, novelist, biographer and teacher of creative writing. He has published thirteen books or pamphlets of poetry, most recently Eely (Longbarrow Press, 2024) and Orasaigh (Broken Sleep Books, August, 2024). He’s currently working on a critical work, Ted Hughes’s Expressionism, a novel entitled The Quoz and an infinitely expanding, limitless poetic sequence, Terra Incognito.

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Rory Waterman's fourth and most recent collection is Come Here to This Gate, published by Carcanet in April this year. He lives in Nottingham.

https://www.sheffield.ac.uk/.../reading-karl-riordan-pete...

[uppermoon-0-alt-eeli]

Eeli

This is the ALT for Uppermoon0 Fumestu

This will be mainly an Art, and Writing blog.

[languageroom]

K nagu Kihnu ülevaatamine - 3

note: I am making some K nagu Kihnu review posts this summer! I worked through the book but feel like I haven't gotten the most out of the material. So to keep myself accountable and make some progress, I will go through one chapter a week and review some of the vocabulary (which I will definitely post here) and do the writing exercises (...we'll see). I plan to go through at least chapter 8, but may change it up or find different things to post as it goes. If you have any questions about the book or the material that I can answer as a student, please don't hesitate.

eelis/eelise/eelist/eeliseid - millegi või kellegi paremus, hea või tugev külg (advantage)

eelistus/eelistuse/eelistust/eelistusi - see, mida valikuvõimaluse korral paremaks peetakse (preference)

saag/saae/saagi/saage - puidu, metalli vm materjali lõikamiseks kasutatav tööriist või seade, mille lõikeosaks on (hammastatud) terasleht (saw)

sammal/sambla/sammalt/samblaid - madal roheline taim, mis kasvab pehmete mätastena maapinnal, kividel, puutüvedel ja mujal (moss)

keevitaja/keevitaja/keevitajat/keevitajaid - tööline, kelle kutsealaks on keevitamine (welder)

ladu/lao/ladu/ladusid - hoone, ruum või piiratud territoorium kauba, materjali vm hoidmiseks (warehouse or storeroom)

osakaal/osakaalu/osakaalu - kellegi või millegi suhteline tähtsus mingis süsteemis vm tervikus (proportion)

ajurünnak/ajurünnaku/ajurünnakut/ajurünnakuid - probleemile lahenduse otsimine rühma inimeste loova mõttetöö kaudu (group brainstorming)

läbimurre/läbimurde/läbimurret - suur saavutus, avastus vm, mis avab võimalused pöördeliseks arenguks või edenemiseks (breakthrough)

sõel/sõela/sõela - võrgust või avadega seintest kauss teatud osade eraldamiseks ainest või aine ühtlaseks peenestamiseks (sieve)

veevärk/veevärgi/veevärki - veevarustusehitiste ja -seadmete kogum (plumbing)

declensions that don't stick - iga/ea/iga

[bvccy]

Tenderness and Ferocity | 4. The Third Night

Pairing: Winter Soldier!Bucky Barnes x Hydra!Reader Fic Synopsis: The Winter Soldier is starting to make stupid mistakes in the field, which is Bucky's way of trying to wrest back control and sabotage his handlers. Hydra brings a new doctor to figure out what's wrong with him and fix it. As she spends time with him, she becomes fond of the Winter Soldier, and he becomes fond of her. Bucky has other ideas. Or, a fic in which the Winter Soldier is the good guy and Bucky is actually the bad guy. Warnings for this chapter: light Smut Word count: 1984 Read on AO3: [link] [Previous Chapter] [Fic Masterlist] [Next Chapter]

"This is a love that equals in its power the love of man for woman and reaches inwards as deeply. It is the love of a man or of a woman for their world. For the world of their centre where their lives burn genuinely and with a free flame." — Mervyn Peake

 "See you tomorrow, Eeli!"

"Bye!"

"Night, Benji!"

"Good night!"

"Bye, Suzi!"

"Have a good night!"

She said her goodbyes to the evening staff, the duty officer, the cleaning lady, and made her way down the white corridor that led to the bus, which took all the day staff to their living quarters. She tried not to hurry too much, not to hold her purse too close, nor to smile too widely. She breathed a sigh of relief once she took her seat, her head leaning to cool against the window.

Although it was only evening, in the late winter it already looked like the dead of night, blackness stretching out forever starting fifteen feet from wherever you stood. The sparse trees looked like cardboard cut-outs under the stark nightlights, lifeless against a starless sky. There was a tranquillity in the effect: a feeling that, in a world where everything was fake, you too could be whatever you wanted.

The bus bumped along as usual, carrying its quiet cargo, but until she was off it she couldn't shake the nagging shame that was burning a hole in her purse. She surreptitiously squeezed it down, letting herself lean heavily against it while she looked out the window and tried not to think about getting shot.

The apartment complex was easily within driving distance but completely out of view of the Headquarters, even with the flat emptiness that lay between. It was built especially for the civilian workers, and named the Administrative, Medical, Economical, Research and Innovation Cadres Apartments. Or, as Hydra referred to it with great amusement, A.M.E.R.I.C.A..

Its outside inherited the bleakness that came with rushed work, cheap materials, and failed modernist concepts, but the inside had been renovated over the years into something that was at worst ergonomic, and at best managed to be cosy. It almost felt like home, and for a lot of the staff it had to be.

The ride squeaked to a halt, jolting its passengers awake. They waddled out in orderly fashion, saying their thank-yous to the driver, and their good-nights to each other as gradually they each went to their wing.

A few token trees, grown very tall over the decades, were spread around the park before the main entrance, their barren branches lit pale gold by the lamplights. The round fountain at the centre was finally unfrozen for the first time in months, its water sitting in a motionless reflection of the sable sky.

The night guardsman watched everyone amble in, nodding and smiling to whoever spared him a glance as he cradled a chipped mug of coffee in his chubby hands. She mouthed a "Hello" to him and kept on walking, her eyes going back down in what she knew was her usual 'tired' look and nobody spoke to her when they grouped up in the elevator, or when they spread out in their own directions, and then finally she was safely inside her little apartment — locked up and double-bolted.

She placed her purse very carefully on the hallway table. Put her coat up, tucked her shoes away, turned on the lights, turned on the heating, and went through the usual ritual of taking everything off and stuffing it in the laundry bin before taking a shower.

Dinner was, as usual, replaced by a cup of tea and biscuits in bed while her hair slowly dried, wrapped up in a thin old towel. She sipped her tea while scrolling through feeds of news articles, celebrity scandals, the occasional cat video, not really paying attention to anything. As soon as she could justify it to herself, she rolled out of bed and took her cup and plate to the kitchen. She brushed her teeth in a rush, brushed out her tangled hair, then finally approached the purse that was sitting innocuously in waiting.

It was stuffed full of notebooks, emergency cosmetics, obsolete post-its and little lozenge tins, so she had to dig a little until she found the one booklet where, as if by accident, a crisp white page had slipped in. There was hardly any way for someone to detect it, of course — "analog technology" is the safest way to smuggle information — but it didn't stop her from trembling all the way home.

She unfolded it, and smiled tenderly at the sight of the precisely drawn clock face. With the tip of a finger, she could just about feel the indent where the pen first went into the page, a phantom of the energy that passed through his arm for just one moment.

She put all her things away, turned off the lights, and crawled into bed with it. The lamp shining outside was enough for her to make out the page as it rested by her pillow. She had taken it without any particular idea of what to do with it, but she just knew she had to have it, had to have something from him.

The logical side knew that this was a normal emotional reaction for a woman, stuck somewhere without a palatable selection of men, however numerous. Her body recognised, before her head, that the Soldier would be quite a catch even if they weren't stuck in the middle of an industrialised nowhere, and in short order had reached the conclusions that he was: pretty nice, tempting, wasted on Hydra, stupidly beautiful, distractingly virile, before finally settling on him being utterly desirable.

Her head was still stuck at "wasted on Hydra".

But it would get there eventually. The more of him she brought out, the easier it was for her to see him as a person — and people can be admired, liked, and even wanted. For now, she would make do with this schoolyard token and allow herself to enjoy whatever she wanted in her mind.

She already couldn't remember what he felt like under her fingers, how exactly his voice sounded, even his face became blurred the longer she was away from him, but she could easily summon back the memory of what it felt like to be around him.

He was so pliant, especially that first day all strapped up and helpless. It was a heady combination — a dangerous killer rendered harmless. She liked dominance in the opposite sex, but there was just something about a big strong man being subdued like that while she had full control — made even more exciting, paradoxically, by his lack of interest in her.

She noticed him stare quite shamelessly, but blankly; that was just his programming assessing a threat, like all the other soldiers in the program... that's all it had to be. The Director's crass joke at her expense didn't make it any better, as if he wanted to remind her specifically that the Soldier didn't, and couldn't, find her nor any woman desirable.

Still, she could have done anything she wanted with him. The following days when he was free, he still obeyed her every word (mostly). But he also started speaking a little out of turn and telling tepid jokes; the progress, on a professional level, was considerable. When she had him eating out of her hand, it dawned on her how dangerously close she was to taking advantage of him — dangerous, of course, only if she got caught.

Fortunately she’d had the sense to ask for no surveillance, and had nurtured a reputation of being professional to a fault, unmoved by the raw masculinity of the Winter Soldier recruits that her other colleagues openly gushed over, and generally impervious to male charm — mainly to make it easier to turn down flirtations from the desperate men stuck there. "Don't bother with her. I already tried. You don't stand a chance."

She understood their loneliness, even sympathised with them, but she couldn't take the chance of opening herself to someone only to be used up, as it happened to so many others stuck there; especially not when none of them made her feel anything. Her Soldier though, he made her feel something...

He was more than just another big, dangerous man. In their efforts, Hydra had made him into an ideal. Unfortunately, they also misunderstood the nature of what they made. They thought they were creating a weapon — they did — but Hydra treated the masculinity inherent in her Soldier as just an excuse for brutality, deprecating what he really was and could be. Masculinity was about control and power — to be unleashed when necessary and otherwise reined in, a pack of wild dogs left unfed by their master and held back, held back, held back, to be all the more vicious when finally released.

By misusing her Soldier, they misused that which they channelled through him; the source of that ideal inherent to all men but which favoured so few; which expressed itself through tenderness, and ferocity.

Hydra unwittingly created a weakness, a crack for her to crawl into and bring out that which lay, waiting, underneath the mind. They had no patience for these abstractions, no way to deal with them, and so instead they brought him down and kept him there, ready to use when the brutality was needed.

She closed her eyes and tried to bring back the frissons she felt at the sound of his voice, rough and hanging heavy but so velvety sweet still, the shape of his body silhouetted in the shadows, his artist's-fingers resting obediently on the table, and that surprising mix of chocolate brown hair and grey eyes...

Maybe next time she could have him write something, she could analyse his handwriting; he should definitely still know how... Would he write in cursive or print? Would his letters be thin and sharp, or sensuously curved? Would they be large and take up a lot of space, or small and unassuming like he seemed to be sometimes...

She buried her nose in the pillow, feeling only her own perfume — would he like it? what would it smell like after he spent the night? — and wrapped a leg around the bulky duvet that wasn't nearly big enough to pretend...

Her fingers touched the page again as she squeezed her legs together, her other hand caressing her neck in lighter and lighter touches until she could almost imagine it being his breath, fanning over her skin from above.

She let go of the paper and turned on her back, shivering and sighing, and slipped her hand underneath, down the centre of her chest, stopping just at her lower stomach and pressed down — the way she thought he would if he caught her, if he wanted to hold her still. She bit her lip and teased her throat, content now that her imagination found what it wanted.

Maybe, he wouldn't catch her... Maybe he would break free and come to her, find her in bed, hold her against him, try to seduce her into running away with him. To make it more fun, she'd struggle. She allowed herself a half-bitten moan as she instinctively throbbed at the idea, and pressed harder, canting her hips more and more to an imaginary rhythm that he set.

The thought of his heavy shape pressing her down, his penetrating eyes above her, his uncertain smile, hopeful, desirous, and just that singular pressure... the feeling of being wanted, of being held, in the place where she most wanted him — not even between her legs, but deep, deep in her womb — was more dizzying than any sticky thing she had ever done on her own because she actually wanted him.

She let her imagination exhaust itself while in parallel her mind searched for ways he could break out, of how they could escape together — the mad dream of running away.

[catebees]

Tell us about Lavellan's wedding!

Hooo boy, alrighty!

I'm terrible at writing out my daydreaming, but I'll try to make this understandable

So first thing, it's a spring wedding, of course

Eelis finally goes back to his clan and brings Dorian along. Obviously everybody wants to hear the stories, especially the ones about how he finally managed to get a boyfriend.

Now I'm still unsure on who ends up popping the question, but it's definitely not Eelis or Dorian. Maybe some excited older aunt, or one of the children, who still don't know the difference between promise rings and regular ones.

Tey laugh it out at first, but he idea doesn't seem so bad after a bit, and by the end of the week, another party is being thrown.

The whole camp is decked with flower wreaths, garlands and ribbons, and theres a little stage area being set up in the middle.

The couple, with their fancy robes and hot af flower crowns, walk through the crowd and join the Keeper at the centre, as everybody gathers all around them, and the ceremony begins.

First, the couple drink some spring water from the same cup. Then, they are each given a torch, and the Keeper lights both with the same spark

As they hold their torches in their right hands, their left hands are joined and tied together with a ribbon, ad the Keeper pronounces the ritual and they share their vows. This is the tricky part, because the flames have to stay lit through the whole thing, otherwise it's bad luck, and the Keeper can take their sweet time, as a lil test for the newlyweds

But after that, the hands are untied, the torches placed in their rightful holders and the couple is finally bound!

Now the torches are kept alight for days on end with help from the whole clan, to assure a long life to the couple, while the flower crowns are pressed and left to the couple's respective mothers.

I like to think Dorian did send his to his mother, and that she ended up keeping it.

Also, Eelis packs several pouches with the flowers used in the ceremony, to share with their friends back at Skyhold (especially Cassandra who is very cross at the idea of not having been invited)

[caixxa]

💯

Eeli has asked someone, though. Juuse gets up from the passenger side of the car, bangs the door shut, and talks vividly to Eeli over the top of the car, teeth shining white in the sun. Miro lifts his hand to wave at them across the parking lot, but it takes a minute for them to notice him.

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Send me  💯 and I will write 100 words in my current project, and share my favorite sentence/section.

[thosedaysthatwill]

Round two: Quadrangle! Heist AU!

I love that you asked more! 💜

The Quadrangle one is a lot of notes, here a favorite line:

The only thing that stopped Esa from punching Julius was the table between them. He hated when people talked about Teuvo like he was the team whore. He knows that he did a lot of sleeping around back then, but he won’t let anyone talk about him like ‘anyone can ride’.

The Heist is a really fun one that I should get back to writing: 

Eeli blushed and busied himself with dealing to the other people at the table before he answered, "I'm off on Monday." 

"Perfect." He grabbed a pen and wrote his number across the two of spades that was showing on the table before tossing it towards Eeli, along with the jack and nine that had been in his hand, and winked. 

Tuesday morning, Miro carefully untangled himself from his sleeping guest to answer the phone.

"You better have had a really fucking good reason," Sebastian snapped. 

Miro tried not to laugh, "I had a hot date." 

"So you stole my fucking car?!" 

THANKS FOR ASKING! 💜 Any other ones? 😉