#haven't yet encountered someone i need to slow down

[yoongisleftearring]

part three: acquainted with the hood of my car

S E C R E T S E C R E T

pairing: Idol!Changbin x Influencer!reader

-> in which Stray Kids attempt to protect their image after an unexpected encounter with you, but, oh, Changbin is kinda hot? AND emotionally intelligent?? Oh no.

word count: 655

a/n: I've kept you waiting long enough I'm SORRY

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This was going to be your day. You just knew it. 

Sure, you accidentally hit snooze on your alarm for way longer than you should have, resulting in your shaking hands fumbling with the doorknob, using your chin to balance your large binder between it and your chest so you could twist said doorknob.

The shaking hands could also be down to the fact that you haven't had coffee yet today, but that's normal, right?

I forgot to pick the coffees up.

I'll text you their orders.

Perfect. Just what you needed.

You walked backwards through the café doors, takeaway drinks in hand. The coffees lay in a cardboard tray, four tucked nicely in their slots, the fifth balancing precariously in the middle of them. The large binder filled with essential documents was nestled in your underarm, but as you walked, you could feel it slip. Luckily you weren't far from the building now, just one more street away. Your mind was far from the road, focusing on not dropping or spilling anything, and maybe you should have paid more attention, but this is a zebra crossing; I shouldn't have to.

Though, the white KIA that came hurtling towards you would probably disagree. 

Upon seeing your struggling figure, the car driver slammed on the brakes, the movement pushing his head forward, straining his neck. His head was down, and his eyes were closed, but he felt it. It didn't feel like much, but who was he to know what force kills helpless individuals on zebra crossings? He raised his head slowly and with much effort. He couldn't see you. He undid his seatbelt and pushed the car door open, standing out of it and rubbing slightly at his neck. Something was pooling at his feet.

Oh god, is that blood?

The substance led back to a small puddle surrounded by the deceased coffees and their now crushed cardboard holder.

Thank god.

Snapping out of his slight haze, the man registered your figure, thankfully moving, dusting yourself off as you stood with a small stumble, your hands flailing in an attempt at regaining balance. Your head snaps towards him, eyes fierce.

"You fu-" You began but abruptly stopped upon seeing him. He was slightly short but really, really buff. His face-

"Oh my god, are you okay?" he shrieked, eyes wide in panic as he almost ran towards you. 

"Me?" you chuckled cooly, scoffing slightly and trying to ignore the searing pain in your temple. "I'm perfectly fine, you?" As the words left your mouth, you felt yourself stumble again, the world becoming blurrier and darker. He watched as your limp body fell to the concrete below you with a thud. He tried to reach out, but the shock slowed his movements.

"Oh, fuck!"

▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎

Changbin had no issue removing your limp form from the scene of the crime, neither physically nor from bystanders, which is actually quite concerning in hindsight. 

Changbin wasn't actually sure what to do in this situation. If someone had told him before, he would probably have dismissed them because: that would never happen to me. He laid you carefully in the backseat of his car and there his jacket over your body in case the police happened to pull him over. He thought it would look slightly less suspicious that way. 

Changbin wasn't sure what to do, but he knew somebody who would. 

The drive to the dorm was probably one of the most stressful situations Changbin ever thinks he's been in. He was constantly trying to turn his head so he could see you. God, he doesn't know what he would have done had you woken up then. Thankfully the drive wasn't long, partially thanks to his legally-teetering speed.

Punching the numbers into the keypad at the main door of the building posed a surprising challenge when two of his arms supported your weight. Still, he managed and swiftly made his way through the building and to his dorm, hoping to avoid any of his neighbours. 

[andreas-river]

Hellocan i get Simon ghost with the young reader realationship ? Sorry i dont know english very well

And tagg me too please , if you write

Have a nice day good bye :)

Loneliest Days [Simon "Ghost" Riley X Young!GN!Reader]

Disclaimer: I do not own any MW characters. English is not my first language.

Warnings: sadness, angst, mention of fears and past, fluff

A/N: hi @simligul ! Here's your request, hope you will like it!

I got inspired by a song, Lonely Day from System Of Down. I recommend hearing this song, but It's not indispensable for the reading below („• ֊ •„)

Being in a relationship with Simon was particular.

And not for the age, actually: even if you were the youngest member of the team, bonding with all of them was incredibly easy.

Soap was always joking around and his Scottish accent could be heard all around the base, finding yourself giggling when he was near. Gaz was different from the others, calmer and collected even were not on a mission, somehow finding him always around with Price: for you he was almost like a father figure, checking on you from time to time.

And then, there was Ghost.

Something ignited inside you when you met him, slowly getting closer to each other during the first year, founding both of you in a secret relationship. Ghost still cannot figure out how you understand him so well, his walls high like a skyscraper, protecting himself and his past from- and for everyone.

You however loved the way he was, silent as a ghost, yet his eyes were showing a storm of emotion, especially in front of you, almost as if his walls were being disintegrated from your mere presence.

A presence that now could not have, because he was sent on a mission without you, left alone on the base, trying to occupy the time, too slow to be measured.

Your mind was flowing with all the memories of you with him, from the first encounter to the first night together- no, you two haven't had sex, but it was a cold night, where even the windows could not stand the storm that raged outside. Sitting one in front of the other, you weren't even touching each other, yet, you never felt so naked in front of someone, all of your walls destroyed, remaining without protection- not that you needed one, while the words being whispered and destined to remain within the walls of his room.

"Have you ever been afraid?"

"No... but there were moments..." he said it slowly, almost afraid of his own words.

"Were you afraid of losing someone?"

"They can take care of themselves."

"Then what are you afraid of?

His eyes were darker, taking a deep breath.

"Of myself."

It’s almost ironic how a ghost is afraid of its own ghosts, but it's easy to tell that he is still haunted by its past, like a beast ready to break his neck as soon as he has the opportunity.

"And you?"

"Too many things."

Tilting his head, he gets closer to you, both of your knees almost touching. He's curious about your answer, his mask still covering his face, but without the facepaint, you can see more details of his eyes.

"I'm afraid of thunderstorms, for example."

You can tell he's raising an eyebrow, visibly amused.

"That's why you're here tonight?"

You shrug your shoulders.

"Maybe."

You miss that night, or all those days passed with him, appreciating his presence more than everything else, feeling something more with him. And even if you are afraid of being alone and of those loneliest days, you know they will end soon.

[kalijhomentethi]

the books are heavier than evelynn expects, but that doesn't cease her efforts in carrying them all by herself along the dirt path. in truth, she's only made it a meager fifty or so feet from the library, but she wasn't going to dwell too much on that.

with an indigent huff, she shifts her weight ( and books ) in her arms and continues on her way, not quite seeing beyond the pile of literature that occupies her arms. least if nothing else, whoever she walks into, isn't full on barged into ; rather an admittedly pathetic bump and startled " oh! " in her native tongue as she realizes what exactly has happened.

stumbling back, she leans forward slightly to peer over the pile of books at the poor person she's walked into. at once her cheeks flush upon sight of the handsome farmer she's been eyeing day and night for when passing by with her papa for weeks on end now. " pardon me -- i haven't cause any injury, have i? "

the farmer carefully carries the crate of milk bottles, weaving through other deliverypeople and shopkeepers restocking for the day. she's the designated errand person of her family business. perhaps if she were younger, she'd think it's because she does a better job that anyone else, but she knows better now. she's made a good number of deliveries already, so there's not many bottles left to send, even when she's slowed down her pace on purpose to delay her return to the farm. the glasses clink against each other with each step.

"morning—" akali is in the middle of a greeting, head tilting towards her neighbor, when she gets bumped into from the side, letting out a soft startled sound in response. were the bump a little harder, she might've been concerned for the products she's carrying.

a turn of her head, eyebrows raising at the sight of the tower of books. "you should carry those 'round with a bag instead," akali begins talking before she sees who exactly it was that bumped into her. that familiar pretty pair of blues staring right at her, blond hair cascading down her shoulders and framing her akin to an angel as the sun shines down on her… it’s her. of all the people to encounter like this, it had to be the foreigner who’s had her eye for who knows how long now, the one who can make her walk right into an unattended rake, the one that can make her family's calls of attention enter one ear and leave the other.

akali turns as red as the woman, suddenly wishing to cover herself up with the crate in her hands. oh. oh dear. she did not expect this. she stands there, cheeks and ears alight, trying to fight off the shy smile that seems to be making its way on to her face. this woman looks so endearing when she's flustered.

(anyone would be flustered when bumping into someone, she supposes. but she remembers the longing stares they've shared. nary a word out of each other's mouths before this, neither name on their tongues, and yet...)

the sound of the woman's voice has akali's whole body tingling, butterflies erupting in her gut, and she feels much too conscious of herself now that the pretty lady is right in front of her. she wasn't even the one that caused the bump, yet she feels as if she should be the one apologizing instead.

"no, no." a quick shake of her head, nervousness settling in her bones once she manages to get past the initial wave of awe and adoration that overtook her. how is she supposed to act around the person that she's been dreaming to meet, past the fence, past their responsibilities that force the distance between them? it's all too easy to simply let herself fall into her gaze now that she can see much clearly just how beautiful she is. she feels her breath seem to escape her as she stares, heartbeat too loud in her ears.

"no need to 'pologize, miss. no harm done. just a little surprised, is all." a gulp, nodding towards the books. then, a glance back to her face to take in every little detail. having the pretty stranger look at her head on is making her knees feel weak. the grip on the crate tightens, something to ground herself. god, she's just so much more gorgeous up close. "seems a lot to be carrying all at once. need some help with that?"

[weskie]

You know what really be gut-wrenching? It‘s a slight more focus on Jake, but what if he starts a family after his survival in RE5?

Like. Jake sees him, being a loving husband and father and it‘s just….ouch.

Sure, the circumstances with Jake were different and Wesker is a bastard. But I think that poor boy would be floored still. And thinking about that, I‘ll remember this one thing from the good place.

If Albert Wesker has truly changed, then that means he was always capable of change. Jake just wasn‘t worth it.

(Let‘s conveniently ignore the fact Wesker probably didn‘t know about Jake for exaggeration)

while i haven't actually had a chance to play 6 and meet Jake yet, i imagine this would have to bite so terribly. poor kid :c

i like to think though that Wesker wasn't capable of change until such a spectacular failure. by the time we see him in 5, he's so utterly consumed with his dream to remake the world and fix the human race that it almost acted like blinders on a horse. there was nothing in his peripherals that could've ever been seen- or, if it was, it could never carry the same importance. i like to think he knew about Jake and very likely sent financial support at the very least (again, i haven't played 6 so my Jake knowledge is slim if any). i wish we knew more about Mama Muller but i imagine Wesker was not a detestable partner or an unpleasant memory if she went through with the pregnancy. there are other factors there for why she may have, but let's just settle on the idea that Wesker wasn't a bad partner.

Wesker doesn't strike me as a man who would simply leave his own child to shrivel and die at the mercy of the world, but he also does not strike me as a man who would be a good father, especially once he's been consumed by his goals. in fact, anything post s.t.a.r.s. seems to me like fatherhood is off the table. hell, it might even be the same for the s.t.a.r.s. period, too. the only way i can envision him settling down is after the absolutely massive failure that was uroboros and his presumed death in the volcano. i can't imagine he walked away from that unscathed whatsoever, and i do believe there would be permanent damage that likely hinders him from further pursuits. maybe after grappling with his failures and accepting his new(x2) life, he might encounter someone who fills a void that he never quite felt the need to fill before. only once he's slowed down can i see him taking on the role of a father because there was absolutely nothing that could have changed him into a man capable of being a good father that having everything stripped away from him the way the end of 5 did.

i feel like Jake would likely struggle to understand this- if he ever realizes it at all- and would still feel so awful like you said. he probably would still believe his father just didn't find him worth changing for, which is catastrophically sad.

[littlelalu]

Unplanned Encounters | Milo Manheim (Part 1)

Note: Hello, I want to thank everyone who has been reading / liking my posts. I am glad some people actually like my weird fan fiction ideas lol

This first part is mainly Fluff. The second part will be the naughty stuff ;) which will be posted tonight or tomorrow.

Warning, some cussing.

Y/N = Your Name

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I hadn't planned to be home this early, but my boss let my department get off early due to work being slow. I didn't mention it to my boyfriend, Michael, because I wanted to surprise him. He has been busy working late nights, and haven't had much time together. I already planned on going out for dinner and a movie with him.

As I stepped inside. I heard laughter coming from our room down the hall, then a woman's voice. I froze. I started to panic as I walked closer to our bedroom. Door was closed. My hand was shaking as I reached for the doorknob to open the door.

I saw Michael and some girl in our bed. They both turned to look at me. I was in shock, speechless. I didn't even cry, yet. I turned and ran out, ignoring his pleas to “wait for him” and to “hear him out”. My vision blurred as I ran to my car. I turned the key in the ignition and began driving. The steering wheel felt cold under my grip as I drove around the city. My tears streamed down my cheeks. I didn't know where I was going, but I can't be here right now.

After driving around for an hour, I pulled into a bar across town. I turned off my car and sat there for a while. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone buzzing. I saw his name flashed across the screen. I ignored it and put my phone on mute.

I got out of my car and began walking towards the bar. As I pushed the bar door open, I noticed there were not a lot of people in here. Mostly everyone is either playing pool, arcade games, or with a group of friends. The bar itself was empty. I decided to sit towards the end side of the bar.

The bartender walked over to me.

“Hey. What kind of drink do you want?” He asked nicely.

I gave him a weak smile. “Can I have Long Island Iced Tea?” I asked softly.

He gave me a sympathetic smile like he knew what happened. He quickly made it for me.

“Thank you,” I said.

“No problem. Let me know if you need anything else.

I probably shouldn't be drinking right now, but I did need a little distraction. How could he do this to me? 2 years down the drain like that. I took a long sip of my drink, feeling the taste of the liquor burn my throat.

In the corner of my eye, I could see someone sitting two stools away from me. I didn't want to look up.

“Rough night?” A soft voice asked.

I looked over at the person sitting next to me.He was tall, had short curly or wavy dark hair that was slightly messy. I felt like I had seen him before but my mind is too tired to think. I nodded to his question. I looked down at my drink again.

“Wanna talk about?” He asked. Not in a pushy way, he was genuinely concerned.

I took a deep breath first. “I caught my boyfriend cheating on me. I was released early from work and wanted to surprise him. Little did I know he had a surprise for me.” I said sarcastically, while signaling the bartender to make me another one. I guess the alcohol was helping me now.

“Oh shit… I’m sorry. “

“It’s not your fault.” I said. The bartender brought my drink and I took a sip of it. “I just feel so stupid for trusting him for 2 years. Makes me wonder if there were other women.”

He put his hand on my shoulder. “Hey, love can blind you. Don’t be hard on yourself. You did nothing wrong. He fucked up by letting you go.”

I looked up at him, and smiled. He seemed sweet and caring. “Sorry," he said as he removed his hand.

“No, it's fine. I am sorry. I don’t even know why I am telling you this.”

“Well sometimes it's easier talking to a stranger at a bar. It makes it less complicated for you, "he joked.

“Yeah… I guess you're right”

“Im Milo”

“Milo…” I repeated and thought about that name. Wait. Holy shit . “As in… Milo Manheim?” No wonder he looked so familiar.

He laughed. “Yeah. That’s me. What's your name?”

“Y/N” I extended my hand. “Nice to meet you”

His soft and warm hands shook my hand. “Nice to meet you, too.” He paused, then added “Are you feeling a little better?”

“Honestly, Milo… “I said “I am still hurt about the situation, but I feel more calm now.” I felt relaxed. Not sure if it was because of the alcohol or because something about Milos presence was comforting.

“That’s great to hear. You looked very sad when you got here. Now you have the most beautiful smile on you”

I blushed. “ Well, all thanks to you for being with me tonight.”

He chuckled. “Anytime.”

“What are you even doing here in Texas? I never imagined you being here”

“Well, I am taking a break from my chaotic life before I go and film soon. My best friend, Mason, is supposed to meet me in a couple of days. He's driving from Cali”

“Sounds like someone is going to have some fun” I said playfully wiggling my eyebrows at him.

He laughed “Yeah we are, but I honestly am having fun talking to you right now.”

I smiled at him.

“So… are you going back to your apartment?” He asked.

“Hell no. I do not want to be near there for a while.”

He nodded “I understand. How about a friend you could stay with?

I can't remember if my best friend is working tonight. “I have my best friend, but she lives almost an hour away. I may just get a hotel for the night.”

“Well… I actually have an extra bed for now in my hotel room. It’s Masons, but he won't be here yet. You can take it if you want. I know we just met, but I don’t mind helping you. You had a rough night already.”

I looked at him surprised. “Are you sure? Aren't you scared that I may murder you?” I playfully joked.

“Oh god.. Haha. No, I trust you already.”

“I'll take your offer. I can't drive though. I had 3 drinks already and I'm tipsy. Can you drive?”

“Really? You aren’t scared that I will kill us both?” He said, mocking my comment from earlier.

“Hahaha” I said sarcastically and gave him my keys.

“Are you ready to go? It's getting close to 10.”

“Yuppp.” I got up and began walking, but stumbled slightly.

“I got you,” Milo said. He put it around me as we walked out. He was helping me walk straight.

He clicked the unlock button on my keys and saw a small car in the middle of the parking law turn its lights on. He walked me to my car, opened the passenger door and helped me get in. He quickly walked to the drivers side and got in. I grabbed my phone I had left and turned it on. Over 100 missed calls and over 200 messages from Michael. I gasped.

“Everything okay?” He asked, concerned again.

I showed him my phone. “Is this him?”

I nodded.

“Put your phone on Do Not Disturb. Don’t let him ruin your night again.” He said in a serious tone.

“You’re right…” I managed to say. I set my phone to dnd.

“Good. Now we can enjoy the night.”

He put the address to his hotel on my phone and began to drive. He also clicked my Spotify account to play some music for us. Milo and I talked a bit more about each other's lives, which were very different. Yet he was the most down to earth guy I have ever met.

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NOTE: Keep an eye out for the 2nd part ;)

[journey-to-balance]

Hello friend.

There are hints of autumn everywhere in New Jersey's central coast. Nature swings from one extreme to another, one moment flaunting her beautiful blue skies, with sun rays warm enough to ripen the last of my tomatoes on the vine, and then delivering rain and wind for hours so harsh that I can't help but worry while I cozy up inside.

It's getting noticeably colder day by day. Robins who had nested and reared their young once, twice and several more times in my pergola have left. The first golden leaves have appeared, and the last of the seasonal harvest have been picked. The endless summer days have come to an end. A feeling of joy overtakes me, finally a new season, my favorite season, is here.

I think we usually place high expectations on summer. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why I never liked it so much, always preferring calmer and cooler days. There were many social expectations when it came to summer, many activities were expected to fill our day, and if for some reason they weren't all fulfilled, we were left with a feeling that the season had been wasted, at least this was true for us because we raised a large family. There was never enough swims in nature, or bbq parties, or travels or hikes or social gatherings. The pressure to do more, to not "waste" the beautiful day was a constant. I feel like summer is that extroverted friend you love, but get overwhelmed with its flamboyance quite easily.

Autumn, on the other hand, is an introvert; the quiet friend you enjoy being silent with - there is no need to be loud, or to be overly communicative. At the same time, it's not simple or boring, it's full of a quiet beauty you need to really look at in order to appreciate and truly see.

A part of me comes alive as the world slows down. To me autumn is not just a season but a feeling, a rhythm, a return to something tranquil, peaceful, and grounding. I don't rush toward it, nor do I anticipate it, but I welcome it when it comes, allowing it to transform the ordinary into the extraordinary.

On this particular day, I didn't feel like speaking, preferring instead to spend my time in silence. Shortly after daybreak, there wasn't a human soul in sight. I stood so still that deer carried on with their morning routine without fear. Jack stayed on the path, as exuberant and playful as ever, unaware of what my lens had encountered. Bernie shared this moment with me.

We've returned to the wood, you see. Two months after what is now a double-hip replacement surgery, Bernie has been getting stronger every day. What started as a half a mile walk to get some fresh air became one, and then two, and then three, and then four miles and so on and so forth all while I simultaneously work on my own health journey and our pup learns more recall skills in varied and more challenging environments.

Come to reflect on it, these past four years, 2020 to 2024, have been not only physically challenging, but emotionally charged as well. From my husband falling gravely ill from Covid in 2020, to me losing a dear and treasured friend, someone I considered a second mother, to losing my soul dog in 2021, to helping my husband deal with and heal from four major medical procedures, to dealing with my own health challenges and most recently learning that a friend, someone I love dearly, respect and admire, has fallen to dementia, has left me utterly gutted. It's as if I were attending a funeral without a funeral. One minute you're discussing poetry and philosophy and then ... it's over. Years of conversations and love gone. Today she couldn't recognize me in a crowd. I truly haven't come to terms with or reconciled with this new reality, yet.

We've traveled a lot these past four years, mainly to celebrate some major milestones, and while travel and adventure can be fun and exciting and a great learning opportunity, it's also a great distraction, as any outside stimuli is, away from the soul and what's really happening within.

Fall brings with it a profound sense of warmth, though, and comfort, and a return to nature only highlights this for me. With three months left to the year, I can safely say that 2024 has been about healing, in full hermit mode, with full hyper focus on our health, nutrition, daily habits and routines. It's been about growing a bigger, better, garden, and sourcing better, more nutritious real food. It's been about exercising, purging, cleansing and decluttering. It's been about letting go of distractions, temptations and outside stimuli that aren't congruent with my goals or soul's growth.

Autumn's slow embrace brings forth relief and a deep exhale just before winter's rest. The changing landscape congruent with my ever evolving emotions, and growth teaches acceptance, re-enforces discipline and a reassurance that no matter what happens, it's all for my highest good.

Maritza

Our Journey to Balance

[destinygoldenstar]

Kailor Is Canon, But Not Good Enough For The Show ; So I Finally Read ‘Quest For Lost Powers’ (Commentary Part 3; The Fire Fiends)

<< Part 2

Hey, remember when Kai got jumped by furries?

(My viewers annoyed with me) (Me)

Welcome back to the world of SLURP.

I'm kinda glad I'm doing commentary on Tumblr and not YouTube because then I'd have to use my voice. And I am currently sick. So it would not be pleasant to listen to someone who sounds like they're dying, when in reality they're just being shoved orange juice down their throats and getting headaches. (But I hate oranges, so maybe I am dying.)

We're continuing with Chapter 2 of the Fire Chapter.

Cause it is pretty much the Fire Chapter but with Skylor. I'm not the biggest Skylor fan in the show, but she's just being a girlboss in this book so I'm here for it.

Let the women do something dammit.

Last chapter, Kai's being a butt and sulking on the job.

Then he got jumped by furries.

And now he has decided that in order to get his fire back, he must hunt down a stray Pyro Viper.

Or sorry, FIRE FIENDS.

Come on, pick a name and stick with it Ninjago!

And you know what? At least unlike the Fire Chapter in the show, Kai gets to have a sweet fill of revenge.

Okay I'll stop. (No I won't) Let's get into it. We are starting right where we left off from last chapter.

They just had their encounter with the furries.

(I will not be surprised if I lose followers for this alone.)

[“Whoa, slow down, Kai,” she said. “I mean, it’s good to see you’ve got some pep back in your step, but are you seriously going to run to the outskirts of Ninjago wearing a stained sweatshirt in the middle of the night?”]

Uh, Skylor, have you met Kai? Clearly not.

Also he was wearing a HOODIE in the illustrations. So... Skylor is not fashion smart either.

That, or someone was just too lazy to change this line to 'stained hoodie'.

I'm a writer myself, I notice that stuff!

[“You don’t need to come with me,” Kai shot back. “This is a personal quest, and I’ve got to do it on my own. I can handle this."]

I'm... ugh.

I'm not as mad at that line as I feel like I should be.

I'm working on a Kai essay, and so you know, one of my talking points is that Kai can barely handle anything on his own. So this is deeply ironic that he says that.

And like, yeah, it is kind of a personal thing he needs to do. Sometimes your own thoughts/feelings are what you need to get out of a tight spot in your mental state, and contrasting feelings from another person clash with that.

He's not being MEAN about it... YET.

And SPOILERS, Kai is supposed to be the one in the wrong. Keep that in mind. Kai is wrong for his thought process.

[A flopping fish from the fish tank slid out of his sleeve and fell to the floor.]

How does that even happen? How did the fish get in his hoodie when we're dealing with LEGO clothing physics?

Did the fish try to take a bite out of Kai?!

[“I know you’ve got this. It’s just…maybe a road trip would be good for us. I mean, we haven’t

even been out on a real date yet.”] [“I visit you every night at the noodle shop,” Kai protested.] [“That does not count as a date,” Skylor replied.]

OH RIGHT KAILOR'S A THING NOW.

Um... WOW. Okay that's embarrassing for me.

I legit FORGOT that Kai asked Skylor to be his girlfriend in Crystalized.

That scene in the show just caught me off guard, because I thought they already were dating.

So TWICE now, the status of their relationship is news to me.

I'm more of a lavashipper, but I don't hate this. I just wish the show built up to these two better. But you know, good for them.

[He hadn’t been the first to leave. Zane, the Ice Ninja, had retreated to the Samurai-X cave with the android P.I.X.A.L., who had created some experimental software that she thought would help Zane regain his Ice powers.]

Okay slow down guys, we haven't gotten to their stories yet!

But that's also interesting. I am glad we're getting backstory on what happened and why they moved out.

[Then Cole, the Earth Ninja, had left the city for a simple life on a farm, and Jay—well, the Lightning Ninja didn’t tell anyone where he was going.]

That, or Kai just didn't care enough about his in law to get that information.

I know they're friends, but to me these two are rivals that work together who deep down want to get rid of each other.

[Nya, the Water Ninja, was busy saving the world in her revamped Samurai-X mech.]

You'd think once she got her powers back she'd ditch Samurai all over again. But no she's keeping it and reinventing herself.

Actually, I like that for her.

But we'll get there when we get there.

[When he wasn’t busy helping to rebuild the monastery, the Green Ninja continued to train, and Lloyd had tried to get Kai to train with him every day. But Kai’s heart just hadn’t been in it.]

I understand it, but YOU REDUCE THE BROS TO A FLASHBACK?!

Despite that, I love this for them. I love their dynamic overall. 💖

How long had that been going on? For awhile, right? Cause Kai was the last one to leave.

Lloyd knows how Kai feels about situations like this, and just wants to help his bro recollect himself. I've had anxiety, and I felt a depression when a close person to me moved to another country. I could not make friends for a long time after that, even when my family tried to help.

[“I want to try living an ordinary life,” he’d said, and he’d packed a bag of clothes and ventured into Ninjago City.]

...writers. Pick a motive.

To be fair, I think this is just a me problem. Maybe not though.

Does Kai want to still be a ninja? Does he not want to? Cause at the start of the book, he's not. Then he hears 'fire snake' and he decides 'nah I want to'.

Or maybe the furries motivated him.

[He found a place near the noodle shop, where he spent most of his free time. During the day he worked odd jobs around the city, and at five o’clock he headed to the restaurant and lingered there, talking to Skylor, eating noodles, and watching the giant TV.] [There wasn’t much to his apartment except a bed, a table, a bathroom, and a small kitchen area with a sink, mini fridge, and electric stovetop. The only time he spent there was to sleep. If he lingered for too long, he would be alone with his thoughts, and he hated that.]

Young Adulthood be like.

Also why didn't you say SLURPING noodles?!

[Kai changed out of his wet clothes and into some dry sweats.]

Sweats? That's a weird way to word that. That sounds like he has a hygiene problem.

[I’m not sure if I’m ready for this, Kai thought. But tonight I let a bunch of inexperienced goons with a ridiculous name kick my butt, and Skylor had to save it.]

HEY REMEMBER WHEN KAI GOT JUMPED BY FURRIES?!

[I need to be the Fire Ninja. And the only way I’m going to do that is to put on this uniform, defeat Fire Fang, and get my powers back!]

👏

I like this, actually. I like this scene.

I like that we got some backstory for his shoes. I LOVE that we actually got to SEE his headspace!

s11 didn't even give him that. And before you say 'well ones a book the others a show' you can STILL do stuff like this. Seeing the character's headspace goes a long way to understanding them.

What is that transition icon?

Like what is that supposed to be??

[“This is what we’re driving on our adventure?” Kai asked, wearing his uniform.]

…honestly I gotta agree with Kai on this one. Why does it have ONE WHEEL IN THE FRONT?!

This is a tricycle with no doors to protect the drivers/passengers!

And there’s LEGO studs sticking out!

Which is, surprisingly, VERY UNCOMMON for this show!

CHEN’S GHOST IS IN THE BACK WINKING

I don’t trust this thing.

Kai's face just reads "I should've written my will before this."

[“Looking good, Kai. Red is your color,” she said. “And your hair is styling.”]

(Kai) Thanks, it's uniform. And I use ten gallons of hair gel a day.

Even when I'm underwater, my hair is like a rock.

[She was an Elemental Master too, just like Kai had been. As the Master of Amber, she could temporarily use the powers of any other Elemental Master she touched. That meant that most of the time, she had to rely on her combat training in battle.]

THANKS, READERS OF THIS BOOK HAVE NEVER SEEN THE SHOW.

The audience already knows this!

[She’d been an ally to them— and a good friend to Kai—ever since.]

Good friend, you say?

[“So, where exactly are we going?” Kai asked as Skylor drove through the city streets.]

Why are YOU the one asking that?! YOU were the one who wanted to do this!

You don't even know where you're going?!

[“It’ll take us most of the day to get there. But I brought snacks!”] [She held up a bag from the noodle shop. “Not-so-puffy potstickers. Not good enough for my customers, but just fine for a road trip.”]

That is SAVAGE AND I LOVE IT.

Skylor just said "That is what you get for picking off my quality food peeps! I'll find use in my creations and I'm not gonna apologize for I made them."

Working at Hollywood be like.

I know I just said I'm not the biggest Skylor fan, but that's because of how the show treats her. In this book? She is a QUEEN right now.

[They drove for hours, listening to music, snacking, and talking. Their journey took them out of the city, over rolling hills, and through farmland. By the afternoon, the terrain had changed to more open, flat land. Kai could see what looked like desert sands in the distance, bordered by low, reddish mountains.]

That sounds like a very cute Kailor montage followed with pretty visuals.

NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR THE SHOW.

[As much as he thought he needed to make this journey alone, it was good to have company, especially Skylor’s.]

I do really like this aspect of Kai's character. Kai at the start of the show would never just enjoy himself around anybody like this. Unless it was Nya.

It really shows that in terms of THIS, Kai has come pretty far in letting people into his life and just being a dumb kid again. It's wholesome.

I know people hate it. I don't hate the concept itself of Kai being happier, I think it's wholesome. I just don't like how it's executed as 'arsenal klutz/can't be taken seriously anymore'.

Again, Kai essay, I'll get to it and talk about that.

[Can I really beat Fire Fang without my Elemental Powers? he wondered to himself.]

...

SEASON 2.

TOURNAMENT.

POSSESSION.

YOUR INTODUCTION IN THE PILOTS.

Do I HAVE to put up a counter EVERY TIME he whines about this?!

I'm gonna do that, counting last chapter

"I don't have my powers ToT" : 4

I won't count that flashback. He didn't say anything about his powers there.

[“IT’S KAI THE FAMOUS NINJA! HE’S COME TO SAVE US FROM THE FIRE FIENDS!” someone yelled, and the villagers began

to swarm Kai.]

Kai proceeds to have Skybound flashbacks.

This is toxic fans of a cartoon character in a nutshell.

Oh wait, Kai doesn't remember Skybound...

I to think when this happens, he subconsciously gets anxious, and he asks himself "Why do I feel a great wave of DREAD?"

[“Okay, okay, everyone, please back off! You’re messing up my hair,” Kai said, and the villagers quieted down and obeyed as the ninja patted his hair back into place.]

DIVA KAI. We love it.

[“You will find Fire Fang there, in the Lake of Fire,” he said.]

Is it one of those geothermal lakes?

Yeah that's all actually heat.

[“Those who live around the crater have always worshipped fire. They kept to themselves. But when Fire Fang arrived, they worshipped him. And that’s when the trouble started.”]

[A teenage boy spoke up. “They began to attack the villages in this region, burning down houses and bringing the plunder back to Fire Fang.”] [“They have attacked us once already, and we’re trying to rebuild,” a man added.] [Kai gazed around at the village, and saw what he hadn’t noticed before. Some of the homes were just shells of charred wood. Other buildings were under construction with fireproof bricks made of red clay.]

Oh I actually love that backstory for these creatures.

I always wondered this about the Pyro Vipers. Because fire is such a destructive element that's very often used for wars, destruction, just burning things to the ground. Yet here Kai is using that element for good. So these sort of villains are like the anti-Kai in terms of how you can play with fire. And you know, also be aware of damage you cause and what you do when you screw up or get too emotionally unstable.

We didn't get that though. It was just 'You have firepower, yoink, it's mine now" And Kai gets no character development related to his fire besides "I want it back"

And it's the same here, unfortunately. This is just lip service to a deeper narrative they could've done.

I think that would've been glorious development for Kai.

Or at least, made a better rivalry between him and Aspheera.

[“And the Master of Amber, too!” Skylor said]

I did not edit that. I did not mess that up. There is, legit, no period at the end of that sentence.

This may just be a problem with my copy, let me know if it's different for yours, but WOW.

What the heck editors?! There's a thing called editing the text, right? Where you check for grammar errors?

Yet SOMEHOW, this NEVER got edited and fixed.

This sentence didn't get punctuated.

What happened?!

[“We’re glad you’re here, Kai, but haven’t you…well, people say you’ve lost your

powers.”] [“He’s still a ninja!” Skylor interjected.] [Kai frowned. “It’s okay, Skylor. It’s true. I don’t have my Elemental Powers of Fire. But that’s only temporary."]

"I don't have my powers ToT" : 5

I don't like that these people are basically saying "You're useless without your powers"

That's what s11 reinforced. And I hated it. I hate it here too.

And before you argue with me that the message there was that you didn't need your powers, may I remind you that Kai not being able to use the forbidden scroll was a factor in how Zane got banished, Kai not having his powers nearly KILLED a whole realm of people and he needed to get it back to save them, and Nya had to learn to bend ICE.

GOSH I hate how this book reminds me of s11...

P.I.X.A.L doesn't exist.

[Clang! Clang! Clang!]

SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP.

[“This way!” Skylor cried, and she raced toward the direction of the fireballs.]

I had to look back to see if I read that right. I did read it right.

She raced TOWARDS it.

"Yeah this way everyone! Let's go get set on fire!!"

THAT’S THE END OF THE CHAPTER?!

Okay we’re going HARD.

Also that guy in the back is just 😂

No one’s gonna help out that poor dude?

Continued in Part 4>>

[thevoidscreams]

@ask-lorgar

it is finally done. I had to stop myself from going further, but honestly, if there's interest, I will throw in the smut later.

Pairing: Lorgar x Special anon (or reader)

Things get just a wee bit spicy, but nothing too explicit....unless

I know staring is usually considered pretty rude. But can you blame me? He's so handsome, the best-looking man I'd ever met. Yet he wasn't really a man. He was more than any other human I'd ever encountered. Calling him human almost felt degrading. Even if he looked like a human being in the most basic of senses. There was that aura of authority and inhuman power to him that denoted him to being more than that. Not to mention the horns.

But all the same, his smile made my heart jump into my throat anytime I saw it. And Gods have mercy when he directed that rare glowing expression of happiness at me. It nearly made my knees buckle. I'd never thought I'd be so lucky as to be where I am now. To be perched upon the primarch and to have his fingers stroking a slow path up and then down my back. He always had some little gesture like that to remind me of my place. At his side. Or lap as the circumstances would have it.

Lorgar's lap was warm even when his armor was on. But without it, he was like a toasty furnace. His voice was such a deep rumble against my cheek as he spoke to one of his sons, a techmarine, if I wasn't mistaken. 

Lorgar had been making an effort to be more open and available to his legion, and they seemed to jump on the opportunity immediately and with great desire to be noticed by their gene sire. He was the only father most of them probably ever had. It was a touching and heartbreaking sort of relationship. I could see the gleam in the eyes of the word bearers as they heard the announcement. This marine ,I was certain, had been no different.

They'd been speaking on one subject or another for well over an hour now. It was nice to see and hear the underlying warmth in both men. I had always assumed tech marines would be like the mechanical and cold tech priests who'd taught this old marine his craft. But there was still a great fondness in him for his primarch.

"Thank you for seeing me today. I have enjoyed this time, Father."

"Of course, my son. I know I have been somewhat absent in the past, but I promise that will no longer stand."

The marine gave a respectful short nod to his father and exited his private office.

A brief moment passed in a comfortable silence as his fingers slowed and his hand came to a stop on my waist. I shivered, imagining all the other scenarios in which his hands might find themselves on my waist. 

"That was the last request I received for audiences today." I turned my gaze up to him and melted under the weight of it. His eyes were never so soft as they had been before he'd taken my advice to reconnect with his legion. He seemed happier now. Truly like a father with his sons. 

"You seem pleased by that." I noted, finding it a bit odd that he would seem glad to be done with his visits. I sat up straight and faced him.

"Yes, but I have missed your company all day." He murmured quietly and sweetly.

"We've barely been apart all day, Lorgar. Only when I went to retrieve our lunch." 

"True, but we haven't had the chance to really speak with one another. " He pulled me back against his chest and sighed. 

"Well, I'm not sure there's much to say considering most of it was silent in your lap." I teased, and Lorgar  chuckled. "I don't suppose you had much happen whilst retrieving our lunch."

I debated telling him that Erebus had said something rude to me again. I didn't want him to be angry with his son, though, so I decided to leave that bit out.

"No, nothing out of the usual." It wasn't a lie, Erebus was often cruel to me.  I was used to that. It was when he wasn't being an ass that I felt the need to worry. 

"But I did almost fall up the stairs because someone polished them and didn't tell anyone." A sudden look of worry struck his face, and I could see that he had not seen the humor in the situation the way I had. "But I'm fine. I didn't trip or fall. I caught myself." He heaved a sigh of relief and stood up. I made no move to do the same as I knew his arms would encircle me and keep me from falling. They did, big and strong, the way they always were. I found it almost unthinkable that he had ever been considered the weakest of his brothers. He adjusted me in his arms as he began walking away from his desk and towards the door to his private chambers.

Not that I had many examples to compare and contrast with. Just Lorgar. But honestly, how could any person stand in his presence and call him weak? I couldn't understand.

That train of thought was derailed as I felt the warmth of lips against my cheek.

"What do you think of when your eyes become so far away?" The question was asked in such a soft tone, but I caught the current of insecurity under it.

"Sometimes I'm just unable to think about anything but you. And when you pick me up, I'm reminded of just how strong you are." I returned the peck, mine far closer to his lips than the one he placed on my own cheek. It was like a challenge to him. Some days in the brief periods between tasks, we'd kiss each other, one on the high cheek, the next slightly lower. Till we were but mere millimeters from actually pressing our lips together.

I enjoyed this game, but I'd be a liar if I sometimes wished we could skip it and just get to the good part. But we never rushed it, there was much to do during the day and we couldn't spend all that time with our lips locked. I'd dreamt of it, in vivid detail, sometimes so real I was unsettled and confused upon awakening.

Those dreams never just stopped at kisses. 

I shivered and wrapped my arms around the large man's shoulders. He met my challenge, just as I had hoped he would. Kissing me just below the spot on my cheek where I'd kissed him. 

"What do you have planned for our quality time?" I inquired. "I thought we might relax and read or talk. I still know so little about your life before you came to me."

And for good reason. "And I know so much about you. I do suppose that is a bit unfair."

He pushed open the door to his room, and the smell of books and paper was heavy in the air. Texts on all manner of topics were piled high on most of the open spaces aside from his bed and some chairs.

I anticipated being set down,  but instead, he held me tight as he went for his bed. I tried to recall him mentioning sleep. It had most likely been a decent while since he'd actually slept.

"Having you here," he whispered against my neck, "It's made my life warmer and brighter than at any point I can remember."

My throat felt tight at those words. They were so sincere, and they should have made me smile, but they just made me want to cry. I made him happier than he'd been maybe ever. It hurt to know he had gone through so much. There was so much he didn't deserve. So much I wish I could scrub away from his past and steal away the pain he'd endured. My sweet primarch, I'd do anything to see him happy. Anything to make him smile. 

"My dear? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He cupped my cheek, and the tears fell more rapidly.

"You're happy, and it makes me so happy. But I know that I only make you happy because of all the awful things that have happened to you." I wrapped my arms over his shoulders and hugged him. 

"No. That's not true." He affirmed as he held my shaking form. "I love you, and no pain from my past has any effect on that. True, you have been unyielding in your affection and kindness, which have been two things greatly lacking in my life. But that lack is not what led me to love you. I love you because you are a beautiful soul who puts others ahead of your own self. Do not believe for a moment that my past could darken the love we share."

He pulls away, and I can see the sincerity in his eyes, I can feel it in the warmth of his voice and the touch of his hands as he guides me back to him. But he doesn't hug me, not like before. He leaned forward so close that I could lift my chin and meet his lips if I wanted. 

"After all, what is a dark past to a bright future?" 

Gently his lips press to mine. Almost as if he was inviting me to deepen it. I did. 

I pressed into him harder, as my lips parted and his mouth did the same. The warmth of his tongue caressed mine as we poured our passion into each other. My tears and fears were forgotten in that moment, banished by his reassurance. 

His hands ran down my body again, and stopped at the hem of my shirt.

"If we do not stop now I fear we may be here for the rest of the day." Lorgar panted as I also tried to collect myself and settle my breathing.

"Well I don't have any plans if you don't." I returned, smiling up at him.

"Oh Darling," he breathed excitedly, "you know I don't."

[supergito]

Fusion Revived - CH 3 (Dinner Guest)

➤ This story is actually complete (finished Sep 2021) over on my Ao3 already; I'm just publishing it here on tumblr too for archival purposes. I hope any and all curious readers enjoy if they haven't checked it out yet!

SUMMARY: Majin Buu has been destroyed, and the Earth has known peace for close to a year now. Life hasn't been too peaceful for the person responsible for saving the world and the entire universe however, but when an ordinary woman meets him one day, things start to change.

RATING: Teen and Up. PAIRING(S): Vegito x OC/Reader, alluded Gochi, alluded Vegebul CONTENT: Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Family Drama CW(s) THIS CHAPTER: None.

A week had passed since her last encounter with…Vegito. The exact reason was unknown to her, but he kept slipping into her thoughts every now and then. Part of her wondered just what he was up to, or what he even did as a living, but asking someone who she still didn’t know a terrible lot such questions felt inappropriate. She’d leave it alone. All things considered, she didn’t know if she would see him once more, so she tried to focus on her own life.

There was nothing like a hearty meal to quell a grumbling stomach. It took some time to come together, but she was satisfied with the final results. The noodles were firm but not too tough, the veggies and meat were all a nice color, and the broth was rich.

The aroma wafting about the kitchen and into her living room was tantalizing. She was itching to fill up a bowl and dig in, but first…she needed to have a bathroom break.

Setting down her ladle, she stepped out of her kitchen and down the small hallway. She wasn’t in there for long, but upon exiting her bathroom, there was something…off.

Puzzled, but alert, she slowly walked back up the hallway to the living room. In it, there wasn’t anything out of place. It was quiet, like it sound be, but she couldn’t brush off the feeling that she wasn’t alone anymore. Gritting her teeth, she internally questioned if she was being paranoid, but then-

*thump*

There was a noise in her kitchen. Some object had been put down. She tensed, and knew with certainty that there was someone in her house. But how? All of her windows and doors were closed and locked. If someone had broken in, she would have definitely heard them in the act.

Weighing her options, she decided the first step would be to see what kind of trespasser she was dealing with. Moving as silently as she could, she peeked around the corner…

And her jaw dropped.

“Hey, _____.”

Standing next to her stove, was a completely unexpected guest.

“What you prepared wasn’t bad.” Vegito patted his mouth with a napkin, before tossing it onto her counter next to a bowl that wasn’t there before.

“The noodles were good, everything else was decently cooked…could’ve used more salt and spices though.”

He talked as if…she ran to his side, just to get a better look. Her suspicions were confirmed.

Everything she made was gone. The platters holding the meat and veggies, the pot of noodles with the broth…they were all empty.

Mind blank, her head turned towards him. His eyes were closed, and he was digging into one of his ears with a finger; totally indifferent to his crime.

She grabbed a wooden spoon next to her barren pot of noodles, and promptly smacked the man over the head with it.

“How dare you?!” She screamed, fire blazing in her eyes. Vegito didn’t flinch to the strike, but when he heard her roar, he was taken aback.

“You break into my house, eat my dinner, then tell me how bad it was?!”

“… … …” He blinked.

“…I didn’t break in. I wouldn’t do something barbaric like that.”

Was his first reply, watching her with a look akin to a kicked puppy.

“You-” She gasped, teeth bared and eyes glaring daggers, clenching the spoon’s handle so tightly that it creaked. He raised his hands and stepped backwards, like she was an upset beast. She couldn’t tell if he was genuinely spooked, or if he was playing with her.

“If it makes you feel better, it surely wasn’t the WORSE meal I’ve ever had.”

“… … …”

She deeply inhaled, and exhaled. She regarded Vegito with a half-lidded gaze, then threw the spoon onto the stove after a minute.

“Whatever.”

She growled, and went over to her refrigerator. There wasn’t any use in crying over spilt milk. Or in this case, lost food. Come to think of it, how did he even eat everything so fast…?

Vegito stood quietly as she rummaged through the appliance, but eventually rubbed the back of his head and walked out of the kitchen.

“You don’t mind me staying here for a while, do you?”

Leaning into the fridge, she shot up.

“What?!”

“Hm? Are you expecting company over?” He asked, plopping down onto the living room’s couch. He picked his legs up to cross them over her coffee table.

“Company-” She zipped to stand in sight of him, fists clenched.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be? Your OWN home?”

As soon as the questions left her mouth, there was a shift in the air. Her hands relaxed, and she saw the expression on Vegito’s face change. It wasn’t into anger, but…it wasn’t of a positive emotion regardless.

“I do. And I don’t.”

He plainly stated, saying no more, and his tone was a hint to her that it would be ill-advised to try to push him on the topic. Not because he would be angered per se, but because she could sense that it was a highly sensitive subject. One he obviously didn’t feel comfortable explaining.

She would respect that. His reaction had an effect on her, an effect that about erased all of her previous fury. It helped that deep down, she truly was…lonely. When was the last time she had company over?

“…You can stay. As long as you don’t break or steal anything.”

She turned around, missing the soft smile that spread onto the man’s face. Diving back into her fridge, she thought about a new plan for dinner.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have allowed him to stay, but…at this point, he seemed harmless; despite how he somehow got into her house without going through any of the doors or windows. She needed to ask him about that.

But, if he wanted to hurt her, he likely would’ve done so by now. Additionally, while he has annoyed her a great deal, she hasn’t picked up any unsettling or threatening vibes from him during all the times they’ve interacted so far.

That had to have meant something.

[minti-tales]

Hello! I am new to Minti and learning about her after reading Driftward's fics. Does she end up getting together with Zero, or have I misread the magic kiss post's tone?

(Endwalker spoilers ahead! CW: Talk about consent, mental health.)

So! You've decided to start reading my blog. Thank you, hello, I apologize for the mess and lore confusion. I am a WoW refugee, now mostly permanent XIV player.

In the three years I've played XIV (off and on), this character has gone from having no lore to "Possible cryptid/reincarnated concept or a really traumatized Rava viera from Ivalice, we're making things up as we go." There are WoL Minti and Adventurer Minti versions, depending on whether I'm writing something to fit a friend's story.

Let's talk about Minti, then about Minti and Zero specifically.

"You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!" - Monty Python

Minti is an adult Rava Viera, regardless of whether she's WoL or Adventurer. She's lived long enough to go into exile close to the Garlean invasion of Dalmasca, receive various job crystals and training in Kugane and Eorzea, and ultimately join Gage Acquisitions as a hirable adventurer. She's also been the ward of one Lady Sabbatine Treleaux, former head of House Treleaux, now deceased and possibly haunting/part of a Dark Knight crystal.

In game, we see that Meteor has very different interactions/experiences with job crystals, ranging from unleashing his Inner Beast to the saga that is the Dark Knight storyline. Depending on how many jobs he runs, IC'ly he's a slow cooker full of spirits, emotions, a voidsent he's made a contract with, and whatever is going on with Sage, I haven't done that yet. Our hero is experiencing a lot.

Something similar can be said for Minti, although I organize her job crystal interactions into a choir analogy. Think Riva, the alien negotiator from Star Trek: Next Generation, in "Loud as a Whisper." I promise this is leading towards the answer, I just need to provide some background and explanations.

Minti's "Choir":

Lead Soprano: Samurai/Dancer

Understudy Soprano: Gunbreaker

Sopranos: Summoner, Machinist

Lead Alto: Reaper (filled position left by former lead alto, Dark Knight). Minti's voidsent is called Altoprima. Also known as Signora, the "Bella Voce" of Troia.

Alto: Dark Knight (stepped down from position as lead alto).

Background singers: Other jobs as the story calls for, although Sage or White Mage might be making an appearance once I get crafting to a point I'm good with.

I try to distinguish when these voices are "speaking" by using Tumblr's fonts. I'm not going to say which font represents which voice, to save some bits of mystery.

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Zero. Oh boy, Zero.

So, as we discover during the MSQ of Endwalker - and the patches leading up to confronting Golbez - Zero was Lord Zenos's voidsent. He was a reaper. Reapers make contracts with voidsent, who have a symbiotic relationship with each other: we get cool void powers, they get yummy yummy souls to feast on.

Zero remarks on at least one occasion on how Zenos thought about us, as a "friend." Depending on how you write it, and how much you think Zenos knows the Meteor/the WoL, they are privy to a *lot* of information about us.

So, when Minti meets Zero for the first time, whether it's in Radz-at-Han or on the Thirteenth, she's unnerved by them. They're this being who was bound to someone who had a very, very bad relationship with her. Zero is a Lord of their Domain, and they're very good at being a reaper and Memoriate. In the story I wrote, they're not the "Becoming Human" Zero we get later on. At the time of the encounter, they've made it to the Source, they're turning apples into Essence of Apple, etc.

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"Minti, you're taking too long."

Right, sorry.

So for the prompt, I chose Magic Kiss, interpreting it as "Demon Makes A Contract Through A Kiss With A Mortal." I was also playing out the scenario in my head as I was writing it, which hopefully explains why it wasn't neatly written out, like some of my other work.

Minti was scared by Zero doing a perfectly imitation of this Au Ra they'd seen in Radz-at-Han. In the moment, it reminded her of facing off against Zenos, and just being within earshot of the man. She didn't know what Zero intended to do to her, but she was not going to let it continue.

As the writer, I prefer not to put my characters in situations that stress me out or mirror similar situations I've experienced in my life. I get that people are free to write whatever they wish, it's their imaginations, there's really dark writing out there, etc., but I don't want to get into territory that makes me uncomfortable. (That's the theme of 2023 for me, Comfort.)

So yes, while there is a Magic Kiss, it's meant to be a Contract in the same vein as the ones Zero does/talks about in the MSQ. It's not intended to be sexual, and comes after a night's worth of discussion, summarized here: "You made me feel very scared, let's talk, and see if there's a way to acknowledge this happened and look for ways to not repeat this in the future. We're working together, and you're a voidsent who is learning how to Be Human. All that said, it doesn't excuse you from what happened." Prospects of a Zero X Minti ship are very low, at the moment. I know they're a fun character, and there are active ships, but that's how things played out on the ask.

I hope this clears things up, even a little. If you're looking for a comfy kiss response, I did one for Krile Baldesion and Minti!

[cherry-toxic]

For the ask game--🗣️and ❌️?? I hope youre doing well!!❤️❤️

🗣️ Talk about your favourite WIP

Metamorphosis. Despite all the stress is causes me.

Like all my fics it has turned out to be far longer than initially planned. Chapter three has been a wip for almost two years and I'm pretty sure by the time its done the sheer length of it is going to turn a few people off.

But, I've come to realise quite recently that I don't really care if this fic gets a lot of attention.

I haven't had a lot of luck when it comes to grimmichi, I've shipped them for about ten years but most of my fic ideas end up becoming way too complex and plotty and I end up losing my patience and burning out before I get anywhere with them.

I think I haven't encountered this problem with metamorphosis because the plot basically follows canon except Grimmjow is an omega and he's got to come to terms with how that affects his life once he becomes an arrancar. That gives me plenty of room to play around and explore a lot of the little things that I've wanted to over to years, particularly those surrounding hollow/arrancar lore, which hasn't been expanded on nearly enough imo.

I've enjoyed fleshing out the different relationships dynamics Grimmjow shares with others too. There's more of his fraccion in chapter three, and Starrk, as well as the introduction on Ulquiorra. Plenty of Aizen and god I love writing Aizen from Grimmjow's pov, it's a combination of intense dislike and admiration which will later contrast with the dislike and admiration he comes to feel with Ichigo...

...but we're still miles away from that yet!

❌️ What WIP do you find the most challenging? Why?

That would be end the fight.

The difficulty I've had with most of my harringrove fics is that they're set in the 80s (before I was born) and in the US (never visited). There's a lot of little cultural differences to keep in mind and I've constantly got to check myself for using British words/phrases. Obviously there's going to be some inaccuracies and I'm okay with that but I don't want readers, most of whom will be US-americans, to be taken out of the story because someone said "wank".

So, there's been a lot of research needed for this fic. Some of it I don't mind, like finding out how a broken jaw heals - I actually found that really fascinating, but other parts like trying to figure out how much the medical bills would be, insurance and all that... yeah my patience ran out and I just skimmed around that part. But it can really slow me down if my brain is refusing to move on and come back to it later. Which happens a lot!

Thank you so much! I have been doing pretty well recently :) <3<3

[achillesmonochrome]

Yes! It was a very boring Pokemon Direct! And thank fuck for it!

There are many, many things to complain about the Pokemon Company and Game Freaks; you can point of most of them with the last mainline games.

Yet the last thing that I had seen popping up lately is making me wonder what the fuck are you all thinking.

All I had been seen is people complaining how boring was the nintendo direct, asking for X or Y game, or so on.

And at this point I am wondering why you want any of that.

In a span of a year, we got three mainline pokemon games.

November 19, 2021: BDSP.

January 28, 2022: Legends Arceus.

November 18, 2022: Scarlet and Violet.

And how did that go?

BDSP: A remake that the pokemon company didn't actually make, probably because they were busy with Arceus and Scarvio.

The excuse of being 'like the original' ended up making it an extreme dull remake; even the people who weren't deterred for the art style didn't seem to like it too much, and I even know of youtubers who abandoned gameplays of it; and those are the people that do it for work.

Legends Arceus: I really liked this game, so I watched many videos and gameplays of it, want me to tell you something I came across multiple times "If you gave it a year or two extra, all of these issues wouldn't be there."

Popping issues, errors here and there, so on. Arceus came with its fair share of problems.

Scarlet and Violet: I could list every issue it has, but honestly I bet if you haven't encounter issues yourself, you have seen the funny videos or at least see the reviews because I'm pretty sure the ratings of anything that lets users vote the rating ended in the slumps because of their issues.

And what are you all complaining about? Games.

Scarvio and Legends were made in parallel to each other, most probably two teams (and this company isn't exactly big, is a bit more than 150.) Not sure how many people were working on Scarvio once Legends came out, but it clearly not enough.

Scarvio is still, getting updates for bugs, and I swear the popping keeps getting worse.

Now please someone explain me why anyone want a new game in these conditions.

The last year or two were poured into mainlines games and it wasn't enough, even if they would had announced a Mystery Dungeons or similar, I doubt it would had been any polishing in it.

Because in case you guys forgot, we have THREE Nintendo Directs a year.

And if you haven't notice, they don't do the things you will see in E3 of saying "yeah we are working on this game and it may take us another 5 years before launch." Oh no no.

Want to hear something funny? I remember when I first heard the rumors of Pokemon doing a Region in Spain; I heard it from Spanish friends since there were News of people of the pokemon company in Japan going to the european headquarters in Spain; and people caught on that detail because something similar happened with sending people to Hawaii and then we had Gen 7.

If you notice a bit of doubt while saying this story, is because it happened years ago; before Gen 8 was announced.

Not when Sword and Shield came out, before we even had an announcement. We didn't even know about Galar yet.

And before someone call me out saying there is no way they had been working on Scarvio this long and still came out this messy- If people were sent there, was because that was the earliest of the stages, planning. They wouldn't even have a title for it yet.

But this means it has been in the planning for awhile, and when did we hear first about gen 9? Last year, the same year it was coming out.

And this isn't even getting into how the pacing for these games is not slowing down, and they should.

It took this company longer than it should get with the times, it really isn't totally yet there to be honest.

The games are getting more and more complex in every possible way and there is no way they can keep up if they continue insisting we need to have mainline games this frequent.

Like seriously, had ANY of you thought of how much more complicated this is getting? My first generation was the fourth one, the sprites of the protagonist for example had an animation for walking, running, for pulling the pokeball to fly, and if someone remembers anything else please tell me.

Our MC in scarvio? You can go down, you have an animation for sneaking, you have idle animations, if you go to a specific part in the menu you have different ones as well alongside poses and so on. And this isn't even getting into the level of customization that believe me, in my generation? Not even in our wildest dreams.

And even then the MC still needs a lot of polish. Like even if we have different expressions a lot of times it feels mechanic.

Again, I am not saying Game Freak is exempt for criticism. Complain about the bugs, complain about the graphics.

But don't fucking come at me saying you want games and shit with every pokemon direct. We have three a year, of course we are going to have boring ones, and frankly we don't have enough, BECAUSE THE GAMES STILL COME BROKEN.

You guys don't think that I am frustrated? I love Pokemon Scarlet and Violet, I adore the story and the characters it has; the ending is the best this franchise ever had (and I will die in this hill.) The fact that you can take any gym, titan or stair raid is brilliant because now you establish your own pace. Oh you don't want to do this bit of story yet? That's cool, you can just do anything else; is not like in previous games where if you want to see more map but didn't want to evil team raid despite the story saying so, well you were out of luck.

If Scarlet and Violet came without the bugs and had a good scaling system, it would had been without a doubt, the best pokemon games we got up to date.

And what we got was such a buggy mess Nintendo was giving refunds like this is 2016 and we are playing No Man's Sky.

I'm absolutely furious that we could have gotten something so great and we didn't get it, and why was that? Oh yeah THEY DIDN'T HAVE TIME.

Hell want me to be honest? It scares me how the only things we have gotten for the DLC are art work; if they can't even give us a proper trailer it worries me how much they have done, and more importantly, how much can be finish by the dates we have.

Games aren't an easy task, hell I had seen books that had taken more time that pokemon games.

Complain that they have bugs, complain that they are not giving devs enough time, complain that we don't have enough devs- but don't fucking come crying about a Nintendo Direct being boring when not only we got a mainline game recently, it came broken because of it.

[littlewalken]

nov 13

Self, you got to slow down as much as possible on the plastic crack. It's okay to have one out of curiosity, got the black forest cake on the second try with the one food thing so that can stop, you already have older Hello Kitty bento (got the breakfast cereal), and the second baby was yet another buggy only in green. At least it looks more like Eloise.

Did come home with a King of the Hill t-shirt and what are called zodiac dice which I'll put with the RPG ones. A set of those at Five Below was a good find, they're black and glowy green swirly. the haunted castle set if you managed to see them.

When the body recovers form using it all day yesterday we've got to scootch the dollhouse, finish setting that up, and now that all of them are in the same place at the same time go thru the non rement mini food and everything there's more than 2 of goes in the trading bag, any of which is fair game to have an eye screw put in to it to be worn as a charm.

Most of my stumbling blacks just have to do with organization which came with the brain injury.

The next big task is photographing and somewhat cataloging the dolls, I have also once again managed to lose track of the tags on strings but I know where they should be, and seeing which dolls can go.

Long time readers may inquire about a set of Moxie Teenz, I have a boy and girl, along with whatever outfits and accessories there are for her. I'm not completely sold on selling them but if it were to another doll person that would be different.

Then it's things like thinning the 1/6 ranks, there's some I basically had only for my old website or turned up cheap in an unusual place that I haven't touched except to move them. There's extra Hasbro Jem, if not all of those and cutting it down to just the two Darci, and second hand Barbies who found their way here.

I'd trade the whole batch of Sunset Malibu including PJ and Francie for a replica Francie full set. Basically I want someone with a Francie body because I have some of her clothes and things.

Another batch I need to decide on is the Trent, Madra, and remains of the Gene doll. Putting her head back on is nothing, it's the chipped knee and discoloration. She's make a good base for an art doll which I still might do.

It's always good and healthy to have these wort of doll thoughts even if you never act on them.

Going to try and finish Venom 3 today, it better get better or we'll just al pretend it ended with Let Him Fuck Carnage. At least the only "woke representation" has been the blonde woman and her thing, won't spoil, and that's a realistic thing you're more likely to encounter. Magic the Gathering guy is like only there to give Marvel fanboys who haven't showered since Tony Stark died something to quote. The first scene with the critter on earth better be part of its character development and if I don't see it on someone's side at the end fuck that whole story line.

I'm saving Beetlejuice 2 for after Venom, I started it by accident but the few minutes I did see were already going somewhere. I can put up with building to something, Plainsong and Just Like Heaven anyone, but FFS make it pay off. Deadpool loves Wolverine has pacing issues but it did pay off.

[trappedinchemicalplantzone]

saw this on Twitter one day and decided to quickly fill it out and give small explanations on Scarlet's relationships with some of the cast, since I haven't had time to make a proper bio for her yet (even tho this definitely takes longer)

I'd say overall Scarlet is someone very easy to get along with and it's pretty difficult for her to straight up hate someone. some of these are gonna be really brief since Im still working things out

anyways time for the snipbits

Sonic: she's pretty close with him, they're good friends and can confide in each other when needed. They're not each others oldest friend but they do go way back to classic days (which to me is the younger versions of the modern gang) They have full trust in each other and can practically communicate without speaking... it weirds people out sometimes. Also I hc that when Sonic was younger he was selective mute, and so was Scarlet, and they both know sign language so they bond over that too. While their relationship is completely platonic, there was an odd encounter years ago where Sonic called her pretty though he was wearing some tacky shades and leather jacket...

Tails: Scarlet isn't as close to the fox as she is with his brother, though she did maybe baby him a bit when he was little. She's stopped doing that though, not wanting to insult the young genius, but yeah they're not really close anymore, but Scarlet wishes they were. She's worried she'll end up babying the young fox again and annoy him, Tails probably misses it though but feels too embarrassed to ask for that kind of treatment. If she were to see Classic Tails she'd definitely be the "YOURE MY BABY AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AGRHGRHGHR" audio

Knuckles: now these two are very close, her closest relationship on this sheet. They're both guardians and take their job seriously, perhaps too much sometimes leading to isolation, though it makes it easier for them to understand each other since they're one of the few who even can understand what the other goes through. Scarlet will visit Knuckles up on Angel Island from time to time, sometimes bringing lunch with and they'll eat in a comfortable silence, simply enjoying the others company.

Amy: These two I think at one point were like, as close as they could be when they were younger. Amy looked up to Scarlet as a big sister when they were kids, if she wasn't chasing after Sonic then she was following Scarlet around the woods, Scarlet never minded though and even slowed down so the pink hedgehog could keep up. Amy's outgoing personality helped Scarlet come out of her shell. Nowadays they don't hang out together as often but they still have each other's backs!

Shadow: now while these two aren't as close as some others on this list, I do think they get along for similar reasons that Scarlet gets along with Knuckles. Being protectors and the struggles that comes with it. If Shadow needs a break from the busy life of G.U.N. or just wants a cup of tea, he'll show up at her cottage. If Scarlet needs to express some insecurities or just need a taste tester for a recipe, she calls on him. They're friendship is very mundane compared to their chaotic lives, but they like it that way. I'll be honest, my Sonadow kid, Nova, and Scarlet and Scourge's kids, Gust and Odile, are basically cousins but not for what people would initially think (sonic and scourge being alt dimension versions of the same dude) but it's because of Scarlet and Shadow. Literally when Odile magically pops into existence (I'm not joking) Scarlet made Shadow the little ones uncle, and he just accepted it and takes the title very seriously.

Rouge: okay, they don't have a super deep connection or nothing, but they are friends and get along well! Scarlet doesn't really care either way that Rouge is a thief or government spy, but she does like that sometimes Rouge gives her shiny things!

Dr. Eggman: okay, when I said Scarlet can get along with almost anybody, Eggman is included in that. Like, they've had pleasant conversations WHILE she's busting up his bots! She's shown up at his base many times to make negotiation attempts, and the doctor actually treats her with hospitality, they sit and chat and he offers her tea. Though things aren't always pleasant, she does resent the mad doctor for the trouble he's caused and the damage he's done to her friends and nature, and she lets that frustration show sometimes (especially after an event later that involves Gust.)

Cream: i believe this girl adopts older siblings at every turn, so ofc Scarlet loves this girl. I don't have anything specific in mind but yeah,, more big sister scarlet.

Big: okay ik i said Knuckles is who Scarlet is closest with, but nah its Big. These two cats are besties, they go fishing together whenever Scarlet isn't patrolling the forest. Neither of them talk much other than brief small talk, but its nice and simple. Scarlet brings small treats for Froggy! She's never met Gamma Blaze: another duty bound cat, she gets it. Due to being from different dimensions, they don't get to interact much, but it's always a delight whenever Blaze visits regardless of the reason! Hasn't met Tikal or Sticks Team Chaotix: putting these three together since she's on similar terms with them. She doesn't seem to take these guys too seriously and has actually beaten them to the punch once or twice without realizing it, only knowing after she's already finished a mission up and they finally show up. She finds them endearing though and appreciates the effort they put into solving their cases. Charmy is her favorite member, his enthusiasm is contagious!

Zavok: she doesn't like zavok.

Metal Sonic: like eggman, she can sorta get along with Metal. She treats him like she would anyone else and does believe he could do better than just listening and following the doctor, but she also understands that's how he's programmed. It's a bit harder for her to figure out her thoughts on Metal Sonic than Eggman. Mighty: these two are both strong and tough as nails while remaining pacifists for the most part, and back in the classic days she preferred to hang with Mighty and Ray whenever possible, though as time passed they went their separate ways and attempt to remain in touch but it can be difficult sometimes... I think it would be fun if she used to have a crush on Mighty back then but let it fade into just admiration.

Ray: this boy is literally a ray of sunshine (haha get it,,) Scarlet can't help but love his company. They use to play by Scarlet using the winds to let Ray fly around, though before she mastered this ability it ended up with Ray stuck up in a tree sometimes... Hasn't met Marine

Babylon Rogues: Lets just say,, she walks away and ignores them when they're bickering amongst themselves. While most times she tolerates the group, she'd had to hold herself back from returning insults to Wave when the swallow teases Tails, having to remind herself that it won't solve anything. That doesn't mean though she hasn't allowed herself to be petty from time to time with the birds... it was funny that one time when there happened to be strong wind and it threw the Babylon Rogues off balance and their extreme gear crashed into each other! It just so happened to be after Jet was running his beak... Oh well, must have been a coincidence. On a serious note, she can get along with them when they're being civil and does find herself admiring their skills.

Infinite: tbh i don't have much yet so anything i mention here is subject to change. Though I think during the time of Forces, she did try to help stop him though with the phantom ruby he got into her head, leaving her with the haunting image of the world she's supposed to protect burning to the ground and leaving only ash, surrounding her fallen friends.. That paired with Sonic's disappearance, it left her isolating herself more than usual, taking care of things from the background instead of being apart of the Resistance. She couldn't face her friends after seeing those images of their broken bodies on the ground, she was scared that it would cause her to be distracted and leave her unable to protect them when needed, she didn't want them to rely on someone unreliable.. While Infinite and Scarlet hadn't had many one-on-one encounters other than that, it definitely affected her during the war, at least until Sonic returned.

Omega: Just like the rest of team dark, she gets along with Omega for the most part, in fact she finds him funny often! Probably took the walking arsenal a bit to realize that she wasn't laughing at him, she has called him a delight at some point which he returned with some typical omega deadpan response, which only made Scarlet laugh more. It took Rouge telling him that Scarlet wasn't teasing him or anything, that she genuinely enjoys his company. Though, Scarlet doesn't enjoy how his first idea usually is violence or destruction of some kind, but she does understand that's just who he is... Still, he could do without the flamethrowers when so close to the trees.

and finally, she hasn't met Chaos.

this took several days to complete and its a lot to read but hopefully someone will enjoy reading it! I enjoyed writing it at least!! maybe I'll add some doodles at some point to these,, fingers crossed !!

three posts in one day? say it ain’t so!

here’s the girl, the myth the legend (in my heart) Scarlet !! I needed to officially introduce her on my blog at some point and here she is !!

she is my oldest oc ever, I’ve had her for maybe twelve years? idk exactly but I was in elementary school drawing her and now I’m almost 21

I’ll add more information about her here soon, but for now just wanted to get her out there

[stupidfatpenguin]

Hm, so I'm currently focusing on my thesis which means I don't really have energy for writing for fun... but I still spend my breaks reading, and I read a decent amount of fic! Like while eating lunch, or before sleep. When I need to make trips out of town I sometimes let my (British accented) Siri read me some of my older favourites.

So I was thinking I could share what I've been reading lately (since I probably won't be writing too much). Since I'm known for rereading a lot, maybe I can recommend you a gem you haven't encountered yet?

So, yeah. Strap in and keep your hands and feet within the space craft at all times, we're going

Salty's Fic Rec Friday (in space)

And these are some fics I read these past couple of weeks.

Sacred Texts by SushiBurrito @sushiburritonoms | E | Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker | 57k+ | Chapters 5/? WIP | Modern, Librarian AU I usually need to have someone hold my hand before I venture into a modern AU, but I read Sushi's tumblr drabbles featuring librarian Luke being a mess and did not hesitate to hit subscribe when the first chapter hit ao3. Basically, Children's Librarian Luke Skywalker has his day turned upside down when a toddler wanders into the library. Somehow, this ends with him procuring a date

Look, it's a dinluke librarian AU written by a librarian who also just brilliantly merges generations of star wars characters and references into, like, Arizona. This fic has had me smiling so hard, actually laughing out loud, the whole lot. Oh, and it's burning slow... in a really really good way. The pining is top notch. Like this is a WIP that could update a year from now and I'd still pull up to read it. The newest chapter is so good. Open the tab, you'll thank me later.

Like the Dawn by ace_din_djarin @ace-din-djarin | T | Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker | 14k+ | One-Shot In-universe, Soulmate AU Okay okay, this one I feel a bit late to the party for, soulmate AUs are really my guilty pleasure trope, I will read anything that includes the universe saying this pair belongs together. In this one, we're going in with a "first words from your soulmate is written on your skin" setting, and the fic is basically following Din and Luke growing up and pining for the soulmate they still haven't met.... tasty.

If you're looking for something not-too-short-but-not-80k to keep you anticipating these idiots finally meeting and realising that they've been written in the starts, this is the fic for you.

Like Sand Through Fingers by Merrinpippy | T | Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker | 4k+ | One-Shot In-universe, established relationship, hurt/comfort This fic is such a gem. Din and Luke are living on Mandalore here, Luke hasn't ever shown Din his prosthetic hand... until one night he can't sleep and it's time for them to have a talk.

I love the writing style in this so much. It's written from Luke's perspective and you just really get sucked into his feelings, his turmoil, and of course, the very, very sweet ending... the author said hurt and comfort, and oh did they deliver. Rec rec rec!!

Apotheosis by Withercrown @withercrown | Not Rated | Din Djarin & Grogu, Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Maul | 3k+ | Chapter 1/? WIP | In-universe, Adult Grogu, Mystery In a universe where the Force is gone, Grogu, the last living Mandalorian in the Galaxy, traverses dark space to find out what happened 400 years ago when Din Djarin disappeared.

This is probably one of the fics I anticipate the most at the moment. I love a good mystery, and I love the twist of telling the story from an adult Grogu's perspective! The fic reads like a story book to me. It stimulates so many incredible images of the achingly empty, Force-less world in my head, and with Grogu there it sometimes feels like I'm reading what ghibli movie.. feels like? Does that make sense? Anyways, do join me in my anticipation, I can't wait to solve this mystery.

The Ends And The Means by Mariwrongway @mari-wrongway | G | Din Djarin & the Armorer | 1.8k | One-Shot | Part of a series In-universe, Din Djarin-centric This is the first fic in a series that I'm planning to read (apparently a cut off from the main fic?) and I adore it so much. I'm a sucker for fics exploring Din pre-The Mandalorian, since the lack of information lends to a wide variety of interpretations... but this might be my fav yet. Read this to add to your Din & Armorer head canons!

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Ok, that's it for this week, I hope you have a wonderful weekend (hopefully with some new reading material?) and that you enjoy in immensely while imagining me, at my desk, salting my theory chapter with my tears.

If you've read any of these, I'm curious to know what you think. Oh and if you drop me a rec in return that fits my likes, maybe I'll read it this week. Much love,

Salty ♡