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potatoplace · 3 months ago

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Three's Company

Cassian x Reader x Azriel

kinktober day 3 | threesomes, spitroasting

kinktober '24 masterlist | Poly!ACOTAR x Reader Masterlist

Story Summary: You come home to your roommates after a terrible date, and they offer a sympathetic ear. And maybe some sympathetic touch, too.

Warnings: smut, uhhhh smut

Words: ~2.2k

Author's Note: here it is, day 3 of kinktober! I'm happy I got this out lol it was a bit of a struggle, work tired me out. But enjoy some nice smutty Az n Cass! I hope you guys like it!

18+ only pls

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“I can’t believe this,” you sighed as you fell back onto the couch, right between your two roommates.

“What is it, Y/N?”

It was Cassian, sitting to your left who asked.

You sighed again. “You know that guy I was seeing?”

“George, or something, right?” Azriel asked from your right.

“Yeah… We went out again tonight, and things were going really well until we got back to his apartment.” You fell forward, pressing your chest to your knees and your head in your hands.

“Did he try something?” Azriel asked, his voice low, almost irritated, if you had to guess.

“I mean, technically yes, but I wanted him to. It’s more what he didn’t do that was the problem,” you said, still bent over yourself. “Like, I went down on him without him even needing to ask, but when I asked if he would eat me out…” You bolted upright, covering your face with your hands as your face turned crimson. “I’m sorry, that was probably way too much information.”

Two gentle, giant hands rubbed your back soothingly.

“Not at all, sweetheart. I’d like to know just how much I should glare at the man if I ever run into him,” Cassian said.

“Keep going, you had more to say, right?” Azriel asked, his hand on the back of your neck now, gently rubbing out the tension.

“Just… He refused to eat me out, said that it’s disgusting for me to even ask… And then I still…” You sighed once more. “We still had sex but he came after like, a minute. How fucking pathetic is that?”

“Sweetheart,” Cassian said softly, his arm wrapping tightly around you, bringing you into his side. “What an asshole. You deserve so much better than any of that.”

Azriel’s arm joined his, and then you were being squeezed between the two men, both of them placing a kiss on your head.

“I think I have an idea to make you feel better,” Azriel suggested.

You dropped your hands to your lap and turned your head to look at him, his blazing hazel eyes meeting yours. “And what would that be?” You asked quietly.

Azriel’s eyes left yours and looked over your head for a moment before locking eyes with you again.

And then two hands wrapped around each of your thighs, hauling each to rest between two thick, strong legs, spreading you wide open.

“I’ll offer you a deal, kitten,” Azriel started. “If we can make you cum harder and more times than any of those crappy guys you’ve a dating over the past six months, you date us.”

Your breath hitched in your throat- were they serious?

“What do you say, sweetheart?” Cassian asked lowly, his lips by your ear, and you shivered at the feeling.

“Mm…” You bit your lip, considering their offer as their fingers drummed on your inner thighs, small licks of heat accompanying their touch. “Yes,” you breathed, and that was all it took for their hands to start moving.

Cassian’s moved to take off your top, while Azriel’s slid beneath your skirt, brushing against your bare cunt- you had forgotten to grab your underwear before booking it out of George’s apartment.

“Naughty little kitten,” he whispered in your ear before dipping a finger inside of you, humming in satisfaction when he found you wet already.

Cassian pulled your top over your head and off of your arms, tossing it to the side. His arms wrapped around you, hands immediately moving to cover your breasts, squeezing them and testing their weight. His plush lips kissed along the expanse of your throat, drawing a quiet whine from your lips.

Azriel had moved his finger, coated in your slick, to rub small, slow paced circles on your clit, and you knew then that you would be dating them, one way or the other.

After all, how common could it be to find two incredibly attractive men who wanted to give you pleasure at the same time?

Cassian’s hands kneaded your tender flesh, thumbs rolling over you nipples in time with Azriel’s swirling finger on your clit, heat building quickly in your core from their touch.

“Feeling good so far, sweetheart?” Cassian asked in your ear.

You nodded in agreement with your eyes closed, moaning out a soft “Yes,” your breath hitching when Cassian squeezed your right nipple tightly.

Azriel stopped his movements, removing his hand from your center altogether, and you whined in protest, eyes still shut. He moved your leg that was over him setting it back down on the couch. There was a quiet squeaking noise, and your eyes flew open in the next second when something warm, wet, heavenly wrapped around your clit, eyes making contact with Azriel’s as he sucked on your clit.

“Fuck,” you moaned out, one hand latching on to Cassian’s thigh, the other fisting in Az’s hair. He laughed lowly, sending pleasurable vibrations through your clit and you squirmed in their grasp.

“Hold still, princess, be good for Az, hmm?” Cassian ordered gently, his arms keeping you in place as Azriel moved from your clit to your soaked hole. “Can you do that for us?”

“Mm-” you groaned, nodding your head a moment later. “Mhm.”

“Good kitten,” Az said softly, his gaze meeting yours when he lifted off of your core for a moment before returning his attentions to your clit.

With just a few precise licks and two fingers inside you, you shattered in Cassian’s arms and under Azriel’s tongue, your back arching as Azriel’s thick fingers drew out your pleasure.

“Such a good girl for us, Y/N,” Cassian murmured in your ear as you came down, his thumbs rubbing a soothing pattern on the underside of your breasts. “Do you think you can stand, sweetheart?”

With the way your legs were still shaking, even with Azriel’s hands no longer touching you, you didn’t think you would be able to.

“No…” You admitted quietly, and Azriel’s lips split into a grin at your words- a true rarity for him, and your heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“Want me to carry you, princess?” Cass asked, not waiting for you answer as he slid your leg off of his and stood, an arm hooking under your knees and the other supporting your back as he lifted you into his arms.

Your arms flew around his shoulders, and you giggled when you saw Az with a slight pout. “Be faster next time and you can carry me, Az.”

“Is that a promise, kitten?”

You bit your lip as you looked at him, then nodded your head.

There was no way you could go back to being just friends with the two of them, even if you stopped what you were doing at this very moment.

“Good, now let’s get you into a bed, hmm?” Cassian said, already walking in the direction of your bedroom. Azriel opened the door, letting the two of you pass through first before he joined you.

Cassian gently set you down on the edge of your bed, then knelt at your feet and began taking off your shoes, which you had forgotten to do before sitting down between them earlier. Azriel was already stripping off his clothes, his shirt first, then his belt, and he had just unbuttoned his jeans when Cassian’s touch drew your attention again.

“Stand up, princess, unless you want to be fucked in your skirt.”

The offer was tempting, but you wanted to feel their skin against yours, anyplace that you could. So you stood on shaky legs and rested your hands against Cassian’s broad shoulders as he tugged the skirt down over your hips to pool at your feet, sitting back down when his hands pushed your hips lightly.

“Get on your knees for us, kitten,” Azriel ordered when he reached the edge of the bed, his hard cock bobbing in the air.

He was big.

You did as he asked, getting on your knees and facing the end of the bed. At least, you assumed that’s how they were wanting you.

“Look at that, Az, she takes orders from us so well already,” Cassian praised, and your cheeks flushed further, if it was possible. Both from his words, and the fact that he was naked now too, and his cock was even larger than Azriel’s.

“Thank you,” you said breathily, and they both smiled at you.

“So polite, too,” Azriel murmured, running one of his thumbs across your cheek. “Where do you want us, kitten?”

“Oh, uhm… I’m not sure.”

Cassian stepped closer, his own hand tangling in your hair. “Do you think you can swallow my cock? Or would you rather I fuck you with it right now?”

You licked your lips, sizing up the girth and length of him. “I… I’m not sure I could fit you in my mouth,” you said sheepishly.

Cassian smirked in response. “We can try some other time, princess. You heard her, Az.” He walked to your right and kneeled on the bed behind you, spreading your knees apart with his legs, and you fell forward onto your hands at the change in position.

Azriel moved to stand right in front of you, his cock close enough for you to lick now, if you chose to. You peered up at him through your lashes, and he let out a soft groan.

“Such a pretty girl,” he cooed at you as he stuck a thumb in your mouth, smirking when you swirled your tongue around it and sucked. “Are you ready for us, kitten?”

You held his gaze as you nodded, frowning when his thumb left your mouth with a slight pop.

“Open up, kitten,” he said, fisting his cock in one hand as the other gripped your hair lightly. You could feel as Cassian lined the head of his cock up with your soaked entrance, waiting for Azriel’s signal.

A shiver ran up your spine, one of anticipation.

You opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around Azriel’s cock, letting him push in a couple of inches, and that’s when Cassian pushed into you, slowly, oh so slowly.

The stretch of him was overwhelming, the delicious feeling of pained pleasure overtaking you as Azriel commanded your mouth, setting a slow but steady pace for the moment.

“Fuck, princess, you’re so damn tight,” Cassian hissed as he pushed further in, nearly fully seated now. You moaned loudly around Azriel’s cock in your mouth, causing him to hiss in pleasure.

“You should feel her mouth, brother, it’s the best I’ve ever felt. And you’re taking me so well, little kitten,” Azriel praised as he ran a thumb over your cheek. “Do you think you can handle me picking up the pace?”

You nodded as best you could, what with him in your mouth and his hand in your hair. He smiled down at you and moved his hand to join the other in your hair, holding you in place.

He did as he said he would, moving faster in and out of your mouth, a pace that Cassian matched, each one of his strokes hitting you in the perfect spot- over, and over, and over, driving you closer and closer to the brink with each movement.

And there, in the moments that they filled you at the same time, you found utter bliss, lost to the freedom of giving yourself over to the two men, the way that they carved a space for themselves inside of you.

Cassian’s fingers slipped over your clit in fast, small circles, and you fell over the edge, your cries muffled by Azriel, still occupying your mouth, sending him over the brink as well, spilling his seed down your throat with a long, low moan that had you clenching around Cassian again.

Cassian was the last to fall, the grip of your cunt squeezing his climax from him, and he gave a few last, triumphant pumps before pulling out of you, watching with a satisfactory look in his eyes as a bit of his cum dribbled out of your hole onto your bedspread.

Azriel pulled out of your mouth and let go of your hair, only to rush forward as your arms and knees gave out and you collapsed into his arms in a giggling heap on the floor.

“I’m sorry, Azzie, I couldn’t hold myself up anymore” you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your bare chests together.

“What the hell you guys, come back up here,” Cassian whined, scooting to the edge of the bed so he could look at the two of you. “I need some post-sex cuddles too, if you don’t mind.”

Azriel huffed out a laugh. “Come down here, then, you big baby.”

“Yeah, Cassie, c’mere,” you murmured, already snuggling into Az’s warm, warm body. “Bring a blankie too.”

Cassian sighed in feigned annoyance, but crawled down onto the ground anyways, pulling your comforter off the bed as he went. “Only for a little bit, and then we actually get in bed, okay?” He said as he spread the blanket over the three of you, his arm slinging over your waist and hand resting on Azriel’s.

“Yeah, sure,” you agreed as Azriel muttered, “You’ll be the one who won’t want to move in five minutes, Cass.”

“No I won’t,” Cassian said, but yawned a moment later. “… Fine, maybe I will.”

You giggled into Az’s chest. You might have just had amazing sex with the two of them, but they were still the same goofballs you knew and loved.

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cheezeybread · 6 months ago

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Hello :) My request is MC/Yuu overblotting- but not with magic! What I picture is them having a nervous breakdown. It starts off with them hyperventilating and being unresponsive. Then it devolves into them screaming their head off until their voice starts going hoarse and hitting anyone who tries to touch them. Maybe even throwing and destroying things. Afterwards, they refuse to speak to Crowley- even avoiding him- due to his role in their breakdown. In my mind their breakdown is caused by long term stress and triggered by Crowley telling them that there is no way for them to go home.

YES

I love this idea, it's been bouncing around in my brain for so long <3

TW // Harsh language, violent depicitions, graphic metaphors, ANGST

Uhhhh, I took some creative liberties here and there, so some things (mainly regarding Idia and Malleus because I haven't gotten up to their books in the game and refuse to look up spoilers LMAO) may not be 100% canon oopsies!

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You were starting to feel exhausted.

Well, that was an understatement, You had felt exhausted ever since you arrived at NCR...but this feeling was something slightly different. It was like a nagging sensation, yet also like some sort of wet rag placed over your mind at the same time. It was concerning, to say the least, but it was something you would have to shrug off until you could find the free time to fix it.

Which most likely wouldn't be anytime soon, knowing how the days went for you.

Grim was always priority number one. Keeping him out of trouble meant constantly keeping an eye on him, de-escalating any fights that he might try to kick up if left alone for a single moment. And since the two of you were technically one student, that meant that his grades were yours. Even though he was the only one out of the both of you that could use magic, he still slacked off at every turn, which left you to straighten every corner he tried to cut, finish every project that he wrote one sentence on and left, finish every alchemy potion he left bubbling on the cauldron, even if you had your own stuff to complete.

Then there were the tasks given to you by Crowley, your "ever so kind" benefactor. Despite his school getting you into this mess in the first place, Crowley considered it your fault, and as such, made you complete various chores to earn your weight around school. Which, paired with your classes, made for a day in and of itself. This isn't to include the yard-long to-do list he gave you at the start of every week, most of the points looking suspiciously like tasks the Headmaster was supposed to do himself...

And there were the students. Some you didn't know tried to kick up fights with you, knowing you couldn't use magic back on them. So you had to learn to avoid these students, or make sure you were always traveling with a friend. And as for your friends, every single one came to you with their problems day in and day out. A dorm dispute, so they needed to crash at Ramshackle for the night and eat all of your food. An overblot. More fights. Homework. Tutoring sessions. Projects they needed your help with.

You shook the thoughts out of your mind and continued walking to class with Grim, the Direbeast nestled in the crook of your arm as you balanced both yours and his schoolbooks in the other arm.

"And then, Ace was all like-" His voice sounded unusually high-pitched today. Or maybe that was just your imagination? Either way, it was giving you a headache.

"YN!" Another voice called out, the owner quickly jogging up to you. Ace and Deuce, ever the duo. You nodded your head at them in greeting, as Grim twisted his head around to look at them.

"Ace! Hah, I was just telling YN about what happened yesterday in the courtyard!" At the mention of the incident, Ace's face blanched, and the boy looked uncomfortable and ashamed.

"Oh, you mean with him and Professor Crewel?" Deuce spoke up, laughing already "Yeah, that was hilarious- remind me again, why exactly did he-"

"YN!" Now came one of the twins- normally you wouldn't have much of an issue telling them apart, but your head was starting to pound even harder now, making your vision a little blurrier. The fact that he didn't greet you with a nickname most likely meant that it was Jade.

"Oh...hey," You greeted, your brows furrowing from the pain in your head.

"Have you been to the greenhouse recently? I seem to have misplaced-"

"SHRIMPY" Ah, and there was twin number two. You felt your shoulders being constricted in a strong hug, much to Grim's dismay

"STAWPIT, YOU'RE CRUSHIN ME!" The Direbeast yowled, practically clawing himself out of your arms and jumping down onto the ground.

"Yo, YN, are you alri-" Ace started, but he, too, was interrupted

"YN!" Oh great! You recognized the Headmaster's annoying voice anywhere. And he waltzed up to you with all the elegance of an unpolished piece of charcoal, one hand reaching out to pull your arms free of Floyd's vice grip, and his other hand dropping a stack of papers into your now-outstretched arms. "Please, finish all of these by the end of this week, if you don't mind. It's papers for the senior's internships this year, and they need to be signed to be official, but I'm much too busy doing...other things...to be bothered."

"Are you still looking for a way to get me home?" You heard yourself mumble out loud, without even thinking of asking that question in the first place. But you had made it a habit to ask Crowley every time you saw him, so perhaps it was just muscle memory.

"Oh!" He chirped, straightening the front of his suit "Ah, yes, well, in my infinite wisdom, I have found out the reason to your barging in on our new-year's orientation, how you came to be here. But as for you returning, hmm, yes, I have managed to conclude that it is thoroughly impossible."

He said it so casually that it took you a moment to digest what had been said.

The students around you had gone silent, and you could feel their eyes all turning to you.

"What." Was all you could manage.

Crowley became increasingly uncomfortable, fidgeting with the watch he kept buttoned to his vest, then brushing off his front side, then folding his arms before repeating the process again "It is impossible to return you home, I'm afraid," he said with as much bravado as he could muster "Now, as for your stay here, since there is nothing left that I can do, you will need to continue to work for-"

Everything seemed to crumble around you in that exact moment. The feeling of damp, dreaded annoyance that had been bubbling up in the back of your mind all day came to the surface at once, and you couldn't help but slam your eyes shut tight against the world. You didn't want to see that damn Crow, you didn't want to see your friends, you didn't want to see anybody!

You opened your mouth to speak in that moment, dropping to your knees, but all that came out was a painful, sorrow-filled wail, so loud and so harsh that you could feel the inside of your throat shred with every passing second.

A puddle of black ink started to fill your mind's eye, growing larger and larger until it was all your brain could think of.

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Every dorm in the school was based off of one of the Great Seven. All but for the Ramshackle dorm, a long-forgotten piece of trash that rested on the campus of the school rather than in its own pocket dimension like the others.

Every housewarden embodied the spirit of their designated Great.

Riddle Rosehearts idolized the Queen of Hearts, following every law she had set in her chaotic kingdom, becoming as strict and severe with the enforcement of rules as she was.

Leona Kingscholar was a second-born, raised in the shadow of his older brother and sneered at by his people, and now had to live with the knowledge that he would never be a ruler with the birth of his nephew.

Azul Ashengrotto was an octo-mer, much like the Sea Witch, who specialized in contracts with those who were less fortunate and needed a favor.

Jamil Viper, although not a Housewarden, technically, but some would argue that he deserved to be such, was a consultant for the person in charge- someone he viewed as daft and naive to the ways of the world.

Vil Schoenheit, a man who wanted nothing more than to be considered the "Fairest of All", unable to cope with the fact that there was one who might be better than he.

Idia Shroud, a "loner" by typical standards, was born from a family long cursed, a family seen as Pariahs due to their research and studies.

Malleus Draconia, a descendant of Faes, royalty, with horns that rivaled the Great Thorn Fairy's. Despite longing for human interaction, and simply to be included, he was shunned for his bloodline and odd actions.

But you, Prefect of Ramshackle dorm, had no one to model yourself after.

You were nobody.

Every Housewarden Overblotted, one after another, because they couldn't be the spitting image of the great Seven, because of pressure, because they didn't realize that they were only teenagers who didn't have to be perfect.

Riddle overblotted because he couldn't grasp the concept of being wrong. Leona, because he wouldn't be anything greater than a second-born scum. Azul, because all his work was shredded and he was left with no power to put him above those who bullied him years ago. Jamil, because he had enough of pretending to be someone he wasn't. Vil, because he couldn't admit that he wasn't perfect. Idia, because he wanted freedom. Malleus, because he was tired of himself and the hatred others showed him.

Which only left you.

Nobody.

The nobody who landed in this strange new world, a world in which everyone had magic...except for you. A world were you were less than. A world where you were treated like a burden, despite everyone laying all of their problems on you, demanding you fix them. A world where, no matter how hard you tried, you would always, always be less than.

A nobody.

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Then entire campus of NCR shook with your rage and sorrow.

The students both outside and inside stopped, simultaneously looking at whoever was closest to them before running to the source of the wail.

Everyone was silent. What could they do?

It was an overblot, the school's nurse would officially state later, brought on by stress and pushing yourself past the limit. Although you had no magic to push yourself over the edge with, the sheer amount of mental exhaustion you were being put through would work just as well as an exertion of magic, if not more so. In the privacy of their rooms and dorms, assured that no prying ears would overhear them, the students agreed amongst each other that it was more terrifying of a sight than anyone else's overblot they've seen. Yours was one of pure emotion, without any magic to artifically amplify it. Pure and untainted.

And while anyone else who overblotted could only use their magic, you held something far more powerful.

You held the emotions of hundreds of students at NCR. The most top-notch mages and students look to you with a sense of reverence. Whether you knew it or not, you held the strings of the hearts of them all. With one single word, you could cause any of the Housewardens to level entire cities for you, if only to gain your approval. You held the strings of fate for them all, and your pain and suffering was enough to make the same Housewardens, and anybody else who knew you closely- or even in passing- unable to use their magic for weeks after your breakdown.

They just...couldn't seem to use it. It was as if their magic were broken.

When you ran out of breath, finally getting all of your anger out of your system, you inhaled shakily, putting trembling hands on the ground to steady yourself.

When you opened your eyes, the first thing you saw was a speckle of blood on the concrete below you, where your screams had caused your throat to crack and shred. You could see people in your peripheral vision, your friends, not one of them moving towards you.

Directly in front of you, looking as if he were about to make a run for it, was none other than Dire Crowley. You could see the sky behind him, dark and grey. Was it that color before?

"I-" You started, your voice cracking, but nonetheless heavy with emotion. You stood up slowly, your knees buckling at first, but eventually letting you stand up to your full height. You stood as tall as you could, your shoulders straight and your eyes focused straight ahead, drilling a hole through Crowley's head. Your face was wet from tears, and more were threatening to spill, but you didn't care about that right now.

"I'm done with you, Crowley," You spat, your voice holding a level of hatred you didn't know was possible. "I'm done working to make up for your shit. I'm done risking my life for you when I'm defenseless, when I'm stuck in this god-damn world because of you!" You held up an accusing finger, taking a step forward to jab it in his chest. He stepped back, but you stepped forward again, keeping the distance between you two even.

"I never wanted to be here, yet you treat me like I'm some sort of burden who showed up at your door- you force me to work, force me to be the therapist for children who need fucking help! How many overblotting students have I saved, huh? How many of those were ones you ran from, ones you refused to help with?! When have you ever been on my side? When have you ever stopped to think not of yourself, but me? What about ME, you worthless piece of shit?!"

You took another shaky breath, wiping the blood gathering on your lips with your free hand.

Crowley let out a small breath as you lowered your finger, and you turned around in a small circle to look at the crowd of students surrounding you. There were your friends, some looking concerned, other terrified. Grim was being held by Ace in a comforting gesture, the cat-like beast shaking. Some of the students had unreadable looks on their faces. Others looked confused.

"I'm done." You hissed, half to yourself, and half to the students. Although it was low enough so only those a few feet away could hear you speak, the word got around quickly enough, and the throng of students began whispering amongst themselves.

You ignored the offers of helps from your friends, and stormed off, back to the Ramshackle dorm, house of Nobody.

Ruled by Nobody.

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#twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst fanfic #twst #twst x you #twst overblot

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married-to-luther · 8 days ago

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Silly and Insignificant | Luther Von Ivory

♡ Paring: Luther Von Ivory x fem!reader

CW(s): Nothing

Author's note: Okay, technically this is my second fic I've written but I'm not counting the other one for reasons. I could've written better but I kept worrying >:( Anways, I hope this is decent and yeah, I was cussing myself out while writting this. Everyone is probably OOC. I'm probably gonna have to make a part 2 because most of this was literally just exposition😭 I SWEAR it's gonna get to the Luther parts soon, TRUST. Also sorry if there are still grammar problems even after I proofread it. It's late and I'm tired.

Life's been fine. Everything was. Of course you struggled and had your triumphs as most do, but something wasn't right. No, perhaps "not right" weren't the right words but more like something missing. As corny as it sounded, it seemed like a part of you was out there, and as frustrating as it was... not with you. I mean of course you'd feel that way. You had a life but refused to live it.

Tragic.

Maybe that's why you left your home, your friends, your family... and your past. In favor of something more. Which for some reason, meant getting lost in the forest. Not that it really mattered though. If you were gonna die, let it be something memorable.

As you walked, picking up and examining things as you went. You notice a drowsiness washing over you. Did you drink water before you left? Use the bathroom?! Maybe you should've thought this through more. But you could've sworn it wasn't too late when you left, about 4 or 5 maybe? But taking a look at the sky made you realize you had been out here for longer than anticipated.

You decided to rest on a nearby tree. Your throat felt as dry as sandpaper and you feel your mind start to drift off as you begin to lose consciousness. However, not before catching a glimpse of some shiny brown shoes getting closer and closer to you.

When you came to, you realized you weren't in the forest anymore. Rather you were in a house. A rather strange and tacky house. "What.. the hell?" Were the only words that came from your throat. You felt like you had more to say but you couldn't find the words, it didn't matter though since your train of thought got interrupted by someone coming in.

"Oh, you woke up." A young man with curly red hair said. Which you only responded with a tilt of your head and a confused look. He seemed to take note of this as he got closer and handed a glass of water to you. "Here. You were dehydrated." The freckled boy said with a tired yet polite smile.

You took the glass and drank deeply. He just stood there and seemed like he wasn't sure if he should watch you or look somewhere else. So he just kind of kept shifting his gaze awkwardly and fidgeting with whatever he could get his hands on. After finishing the water, you couldn't help but strike of a conversation with him. If not to know where the hell you were, he could be a decent person to converse with. At least he seemd normal enough to not be the one to have kidnapped you. "Ahem, so uhm.... what's going on- I mean, why am I even here?"

He turned his attention back to you, as if not expecting to be talked to. But he spoke up after a second. He gave you a sort of awkward expression that seemed to be mixed with a bit of sympathy as he rubbed the back of his neck with his gloved hand. "Well... about that. It was gonna be a dinner situation again.. but uhhhh, we made sure to really check and... surprise!... you're still alive and um... homeless? So he decided to let you stay with us for a bit."

This made you quirk up a brow. 'He? Who the hell is he??' Sensing your confusion the redhead almost answered but the sound of the front door opening made him jolt a bit. "Fuck..." he muttered under his breath. He quickly took the now empty glass and speed walked to the door. He didn't leave without saying something though.

"Look I wasn't even supposed to be in here. Let's just keep this between us and hopefully... hopefully they don't get too attached." He then gestured to himself and gave you a smile but it seemed to be devoid of any real emotion. "Don't wanna end up like me in this stupid getup." he said with a dry, humorless chuckle and then left, shutting the door.

Weird. But not something to fret over... hopefully. So you laid back down on the bed and shut your eyelids. Maybe you could sleep the confusion off? Though you're not sure how that'd even work.

It only felt like a few seconds had past but the sounds of soft whispering and chattering woke you up. You opened your eyes and sat up instantly and to your surprise, there was people standing around the room you rested in. "What the f-" You get interrupted by a yell of a dorky looking boy with glasses and unruly hair.

"Big brother! She's awake!" he exclaimed while pointing a gloved hand at you. This made the tall man with a bob standing near the window snap his head to you. He walked over and crossed his arms. "Oh, I was wondering when you'd wake up." he tilts his head to an almost unnatural degree as he continues.

"I thought I miscalculated for a second." You must have been giving him a look because he then adds on to his words. "I found you in the woods," He then straightened his posture and smiled?... You weren't really sure what to call it but you knew it was unsettling. Though, maybe it was his way of seeming friendly?

"I couldn't just leave you there to die alone. That would be cruel." To this, you just nodded. "Uhm, right. So like.... ughm..." you cover your mouth with your hand, muffling what you were gonna say. Which was nothing. What the hell would you even say?

"In any case, dinner is almost ready. I'll call you down when it is." The tall man then leaves. Leaving only you and his brother. He just stared at you as if waiting for you to do something. Like some sort of animal. You clear your throat. "Uh, can I hel-" you get cut off by him suddenly pulling up a porcelain doll from god knows where and shoving it right in your face.

"HEY SO YOU WANNA LOOK AT MY DOLL COLLECTION WITH ME?" His sudden change in volume caught you off guard and made you fall back a bit. "Um, no-"

It didn't matter, because now you find yourself in his room looking at all 70,456 dolls. Though you doubt that was the number. There was probably more but you've looked at so many that their faces blended together. Meanwhile the boy kept going on and on. He seems really into it and you had to admit, it was a bit endearing. Though thankfully Luther called you both down for dinner.

When everyone was seated, you just sat there sticking out like a sore thumb. It was a little awkward and the "food" that was served was... questionable but edible. You weren't gonna complain.

After dinner, everyone kind of did their own thing but you decided to help him with the dishes. As you washed the dishes and he dried them, you couldn't help but be fascinated with him. So of course you speak up. "So uhm... you thought I was homeless?" This made Luther pause and look at you. "Are you not?"

"Well, not.... really? I mean, yes technically I did all the stuff so no I don't live in that place anymore and don't currently have a place to live because I was kinda betting I'd be a drifter... uhm, yeah." you feel yourself get a bit red from the explanation you gave. Damn you guess you're homeless.

You sigh and shake your head dismissively. "Agh, but that doesn't matter." you hand the last plate to him and for a brief moment, both your hands touch. It felt strange, but in a good way. Like a electric spark coursed through you both. So you couldn't help but get a little flushed.

"Ah, sorry-" The both of you say at the same time. But then you kinda just pause and stare at each other. His unblinking eyes that were previously unnerving seemed kind of charming now. You would get more into detail about your new forming thoughts about him but the sounds of water overflowing caught your attention as you frantically turned the sink off and dealt with the issue.

Meanwhile Luther just watched you. From what you could see from your peripheral, he was just standing there stiffly. As if lost in his own thoughts. Though as quickly as you took note he snapped out of it and helped you out.

Oh, you could just tell.... these coming days with this family would be long but never boring. How fun.

#ranfren #randals friends #randal's friends #ranfren x reader #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #ruu writes #luther von ivory #luther #luther ranfren #ranfren luther #luther x reader #luther von ivory x reader #writing #slow burn #reader insert #fem reader

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rootytootypie · 6 months ago

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❤️💨🫘😳🤢🦸‍♂️for Spiderman please. Uhhhh not the Tom Holland one, the adult versions just to be clear hehe

💨: On a scale of gassiness, Peter is definitely a reticient seven. He doesn’t go around tooting his horn at all, but his Aunt May knows this (other) little secret. She thinks it’s the sweetest thing her nephew is so polite, but she always makes sure there’s Gas X, ginger ale, and mint around the house to settle his poor stomach. She also definitely makes sure Mary Jane is in on it once Peter moves out, so even at ESU, he’s well stocked with remedies for his tummy troubles. MJ is super subtle about it, making sure he doesn’t realize she knows until he’s ready to tell her (mostly because he’d be mortified if he know his aunt told his crush all about how he’s not actually an avid tuba player, and in fact has never even owned the instrument). Peter’s actually more shy with friends and family than strangers, mostly because he finds his loud gas so embarrassing, but also because he doesn’t want to worry anyone with his stomach problems.

🫘: Peter and beans have a dangerous, odiferous affair going. He knows he shouldn’t touch them in any form, but in one of the culinary capitals of the world, how can he resist refried beans, bean dip, bean chips, and all the forms it takes that have Peter swinging home tooting like a tugboat? They just smell so good going in? How can they stink so much coming out? Yes, they require a retreat to a fortress of solitude (his bedroom at May’s, the dorm room at peak party times so Harry’s out, or his apartment), but the taste makes it worth it. He pines, he perishes (mostly because he’s a little afraid Triple J will declare Spidey a gaseous menace).

😳: When you’re gassy like Peter, you definitely have a few embarrassing farts in your memory banks. But there only one that can be decreed the worst.

It was Peter’s first college party at ESU, in the extreme ostentatious Alpha Mu Pi mansion on campus. The place was cavernous, with no doors clearly marked and most of the freshman being as clueless to the layout as he was. This was very bad, because his nerves had driven him to packing in the chips and bean dip abandoned in the corner. And after about fifteen chips, Peter’s stomach was bubbling. He was sure it was brewing something nasty.

His lack of direction led him to a door another random guy thought might be the bathroom. Instead, as Peter flung the door open and saw two guys making out, he let out a *BBBBBBRRRRRRbbbbbblllllrllllrllrllllllBBBBB!* that rang out louder than the music pumping on the stereo. Everyone was looking at him, including the gay couple, one of whom happened to be Rodney Worth, the starting quarterback who just transferred from Crofton University.

Peter and his fart had just accidentally outed the quarterback to a packed frat party. For weeks, he hung his head in shame, especially as the news hit the school paper. He not only embarrassed himself, he’d ruined some poor guy’s life (I’m partly picturing the Spideyverses of the past films, so it’s technically always the 2000s/early 2010s in their universe; i.e. Rodney would NOT be in for a fun time). He finally sighed, gathered up his courage, and went to Rodney to apologize.

He found Rodney under a tree in the quad, openly reading James Joyce to his boyfriend. “Can I talk to you, Rodney,” Peter asked nervously. The broad shouldered football player nodded and stood up, following Pete a few steps away.

“I’m really sorry for outing you,” Peter said. “It was an accident, but I know that doesn’t make things better, so I’m just plain sorry that the news spread so much, and-”

“Sorry,” Rodney said, perplexed. “I’ve been wanting to thank you. I’m finally free to be who I am, and fuck anyone who thinks badly of it. Because of you, I’m not burdened by any secrets. I’m gay and proud.”

“Oh,” Peter said, surprised. “Well, that’s great. I’m glad there was a positive side for you.”

“Do me a favor, though,” Rodney asked with a grin. “Lay off the bean dip, okay?”

❤️: Peter was downright terrified to fart in front of MJ. He was afraid one toot would be the thing to make her snap out of dating him and remember him as a geeky neighbor boy instead of a boyfriend. He held it pretty steadfastly…until one night when they end up on the coach together watching a movie - and the popcorn mixed in his belly with the bean chips he ate as a quick snack. Peter shifted, ready to head for the bathroom - just as she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist. She looked up at him, and her eyes made him want to melt. “I’m so glad we get a night to ourselves,” she said. “No urgent crimes to interrupt, no crazy missions, or jacked up supervillains. Just you and me.”

“Same,” Peter squeaked, his voice breaking from nerves.

“Are you alright,” MJ asked. “You look kinda feverish. Can you still get sick?”

“I’m fine,” Peter protested. “Just…happy. Content. Can’t believe how lucky I am.”

“Yeah…okay,” MJ said. “If you’re sure.”

“Sure as shootin’,” Peter heard himself say, and blushed. Where the hell did come from? At least his embarrassing little problems is under wraps-

*PrrrrrooooooBLLLPBLLPBLLP!*

“Oh, God, MJ, I’m so sorry, I can’t believe I-”

“Finally showed me your tuba playing,” MJ snarked, giggling.

Peter pouted. “Just for that, I’m gonna point out you toot in your sleep,” he groused.

“Aw, Pete,” she said. “Is it really bad? There’s some ginger ale in the fridge I can get you.”

“…Okay,” Peter agreed. “But if I have to fart more, will you still cuddle me?”

“Duh,” MJ said. “Just stand up if you have to shoot webs out of your butt, because I just bought this couch from Pottery Barn.”

“…I love you,” he said, giving her puppy dog eyes. “And I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be sor- Oh, my God, that’s vile! Talk about silent but violent. Apology accepted! …Now come back here, I’m cold.”

🤢: Peter is very easily grossed out by certain people’s farts. Certain people being Flash Thompson on a power trip farting in his general direction. Other than that example of fart torture (not really my scene), Peter is sorta ambivalent to farts. Well, the one exception is when he sneaks up on criminals and one of them farts in surprise. That cracks him up. He’s definitely as much of a worrier as his friends are about him, and happily give out tummy rubs and forehead kisses to any of his girlfriends who are gassy for whatever reason, but especially period cramps.

🦸‍♂️: He doesn’t fart web. That said, his sudden bean intolerance only came after he was bitten by the spider. Before that, he didn’t struggle with any food. There have been times the resulting farts propelled him forward by a few extra centimeters as he swings through the city, so the gas has also definitely gotten more powerful since he became super. It’s as if the bite gave him extra protein farts as a consequence of his newly developed bod.

#eprocto #eproctophilia #gassy guy #farts #p3t3r park3r #marv3l

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hollowfaith · 3 months ago

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QUESTIONS FOR MUN

1. Who has been your favorite muse to play?

ughhhh this is hard...im gonna cheat and go for nostalgia ok

although i think i missed the mark with her muse in some places i have a special fondness for dahlia hawthorne and her specific brand of caustic sarcasm.

i don't think i've ever come up with so many different creative insults during her runtime...also she had the neatest mix of relationships with random muses, not just in AA cast (tho i remember her tormenting at least 3 different feenies??) but beyond, notably izaya and edward cullen comes to mind.

i also really liked my run as kasen kanesada because he's a very lyrical sword (or at least works hard to cultivate that image) so i had to express that in writing and ended up having a lot of fun doing flowery replies and making up poetry and generally going big ham. (it did take a lot of mental energy though so i started losing steam later on.)

i remember he had a thread with FGO Shakespeare that was pretty nice cause we got to be nerdy and talk about eastern/western literature lolololol, then for his challenge he had to kill like 5 ppl in 24 hours so i actually got 5 volunteers to get decapitated and RP'd mini threads with them all, which was wild (and again a very, very random mix of muses including X-Files Fox Mulder)

i didn't RP OCs back then but i like them a lot now too! the lack of art is an unfortunate reality but the amount of customization you get in exchange...so powerful.

5. What is the most difficult thing about writing your current muse?

stupid guy won't just kiss klaus and marry him that would solve 99% of their problems hey klaus are u listening u need to seduce this idiot or something so his brain has nothing but u all day to keep him out of mischief hey hey klaus

ahem

also his unspoken obligation to be lawful good (in his POV) really limits his ability to "act out," so sometimes i need to find different ways to de-escalate situations before he hits moral event horizon. you know, flattery and adoration goes a long way in wrapping him around your finger, i'm surprised more people don't try (i guess they can't stand him long enough to get there lol)

7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote?

i remember answering this question on another meme maybe...?

there's a more accurate answer now: pre-tumblr, i remember RPing a Lopmon on some digimon forum once upon a time. also remember the mod that was RPing with me called me out for "slight godmodding" because i was describing how my digimon was crossing a bridge and apparently that was taking things too much into my own hands LOLOL

8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you?

i've started written novels but i haven't finished any except for like, a couple of original oneshots. technically Veoc is a supporting character/love interest (spoilers: he's not the canon pairing) in a sci-fi story where i have the general plot laid out but y'know, actually writing it is... *flops down*

9. Do you write fanfiction, or have you in the past?

i definitely wrote more in the past but i've slowed down to a trickle since then. uhhhh i want to start up again, maybe with drabbles/oneshots, but i need to catch up on canon first before i try to do the characters justice

10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple?

god a part of me regrets giving Aury his fancy brackets b/c i have to copy/paste that thing in every reply

so yeah i am never doing that again i just wanna open up a post and type my reply and be done with it, bless.

same with icons as long as they show a face and expression (or even body part) im happy wheee i've got plots to write

11. When did you start roleplaying?

i can't remember...gotta be probably early to mid high school cause i didn't know RP existed back then

12. Have you roleplayed anywhere other than tumblr?

forums, emails, tried a LJ group but my app got rejected so i didn't even get in (ROFL), tumblr has been the most stable medium with most long-term interactions though

#daxned #𝔔𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔶 ࿐ answered

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blurglesmurfklaine · 1 year ago

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20 Questions For Fic Writers

gonna unofficially thank @forabeatofadrum for this tag bc she said whoever wanted to do it and I wanted to so here it be!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

49??? What when how did that happen??

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

706,964 woah so not quite a million but uh I have shit to say apparently

3. What fandoms do you write for?

46 of the 49 fics are glee lmaooo, two are Newsies and one is Roswell, New Mexico! I anticipate more Newsies (Javid) fics to come because I’m obsessed

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

There From The Start

Cornelia Street

Here We Go Again

An Honest Man

If Music Be

All for Glee: Klaine!

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to as many as I can, but I usually forget lol. If someone leaves an insightful comment though it will usually spur a long conversation in the comments and I LOVE IT

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

If The World Was Ending bc they uh :) die, technically speaking

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhhh probably every other one??? I really don’t like sad endings so most have a happy ending, but i actually really like the ending to Stick Season because despite it being so terribly emotional and angsty, I feel like the ending is a turnaround and really hopeful!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really? A few annoying comments telling me characters wouldn’t act this way, and one asking me “where my creativity was” which rubbed me the wrong way but I try to focus on the positive ones! Those definitely linger in my mind longer 💞

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Don’t look at me. Yes. Sometimes. Idk man sometimes those dudes just need to fuck it out???? But I usually only write it if the story feels like it’s naturally going there. It’s never really porn for porn’s sake (for clarification there’s nothing wrong with that we all love a little pwp), it’s usually the sappy emotional kind that’s mostly feelings and vague descriptions. it’s definitely not my forte and something I still get a little embarrassed and self conchas about lmao

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not recently but I did have a Supernatural/Glee crossover a few years ago (shut up I was 16) and honestly it was loads of fun! Blaine was the child of that Gay Angel and Repressed Bisexual Man. Absolutely a slay

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don’t think so? But a few old ones from my fanfiction dot net page ended up on one of those search engine thingies??? Idk how to explain it or how to take it down but honestly… I have bigger problems lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No but if anyone ever wants to let me know!!! It would make me so happy!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah! Quite a few actually. I usually do the franken-fic every year and I did the roulette challenge and that m aforementioned crossover was actually a collab! Some of my favorite memories was writing the final chapter of A Night At The Ryerson House with @esperantoauthor 💞

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

OOF. Okay so. With 46 fics on AO3 you could say Klaine has a special place in my heart, buuuuuuut…….. my best friend introduced me to newsies in April and I seriously think it did something to my brain chemistry because Jack and Davey own my entire ass

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ugh. I’m so fearful that I’ll never finish Amidst The Chaos, which I LOVE but takes so much out of me. There’s also one I’ve never posted called “Strangers Again” that involves like timeline jumping but in a romcom way that I’m not sure how to go about??? Also the community college one. I have so many.

For Javey I tried writing that Spider-Man AU but like. I need to re do the entire first chapter. I absolutely hate it actually and I think it’s because I don’t have a clear vision of what exactly I want, but I know what I DO NOT want????

16. What are your writing strengths?

Uhhhhhhhhhhh I’m actually not sure entirely? I’m gonna go with dialogue bc that’s usually how scenes come to me first.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Scenery/setting/sensory, world building, plot points, physical movement holy fuck do not get me started when That Guy has to move Across The Room AHHHHHH I wanna tear my face off

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Love it! In my brain Jack Kelly is Mexican because I love to project, and I’ve got a wip where Blaine is involved in a Hispanic community (no he’s mot Hispanic he’s just got a Mexican friend who is an old lady and also Catholicism is involved it’s a lot to explain okay go with it) so I like to use it, but only in a way that feels natural to ME based on MY experiences. Different people have different approaches!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Glee!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oof. This one is hard but I think it’s an even tie between Here We Go Again and If Music Be!

Tagging: @somefeministtheatrepls @somanywords @justgleekout @kurtsascot and anyone else who wants to try!

#tag you’re it

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dracothedeatheatingcupcake-ao3 · 9 months ago

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Hello all!

So, someone sent me an ask about that "Writer truth or dare" (link to the post) and I decided to do them all like I said I would in the tags, ha. I will also answer their question directly, but I mostly just wanted to do this for fun. :-)

Answers under a read more to preserve your dashboards. :-)

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats

User Subscriptions: 128 Kudos: 10,934 Comment Threads: 1,855 Bookmarks: 3,138 Subscriptions: 1,565 Word Count: 2,133,056 Hits: 291,461

This is over 28 fics, written over the span of about 10 years, since my first published AO3 work was done in 2014 when I was 16.

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

I honestly don’t quite remember? I know that I had an idea for a Scorpius Malfoy/Rose Weasley fic while at lunch in like… 7th grade and I wrote about a chapter of it in my art notebook, but as for why or what got me to know what fanfic is, I honestly don’t remember.

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

I… don’t really have one? I mean, I tend to listen to my songs on one big playlist on iTunes or on YouTube, with maybe a couple of specific ones, but nothing that major. As such, I’ll just link the playlist I made for TPWP.

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

7-8 depending on the fic. If I like the chapter and it’s mostly just fine tuning that I’m doing, I like it quite a lot. But if it’s a “ugh this chapter/paragraph/sentence is awful and I don’t know how to fix it and I hate it ahhhhh” kinda thing, then I don’t like it quite as much, ha. But it is satisfying to finally realize how to fix a problem I had with a chapter, so it can be rewarding too. Thus… 7-8.

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

😍🥰🙊❤️‍🩹🏳️‍🌈

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

Well, first of all if I accidentally killed someone, I likely would just turn myself in because lying would help nothing and would just make me super stressed. Second of all, I wouldn’t text a mutual, I would text my brother or my dad, ha.

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

This one is hard, because I love a lot of fanfics and authors. So, I’m just going to pass, oof.

💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?

35 exactly. The same number of unread emails I have had since I was 13. Why? Because I am so used to seeing a red “35” next to my gmail account on my phone or in gmail itself, and anytime I try and get rid of those emails, I get anxious and mark them as unread again. So, technically speaking, I have 0 unread emails, since to me 36 emails would indicate that I have an unread email. Yes, I am neurotic about this kind of thing, no I don’t really care.

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

I don’t like tagging people… it always makes me feel awkward and anxious, so I’m gonna skip this one too. :-/

🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?

Original characters. I dislike reader inserts. They feel… weird to me. No shame on people who like them! Just… not for me.

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

Uhhhh…… I mean, I don’t really know what I have and haven’t posted here before? I’m usually a fairly open person. Well, I guess I can share this, since I don’t think I’ve actually ever shared this here yet, even though I’ve been planning it for almost a year now… no idea if it technically counts as “lore,” but it’s something, ha. Anyway, next month my older brother and I are going to Japan! We’re going to be there for 2 weeks and are going to 3 different cities. I’m hoping to possibly find some Danganronpa things, though I know it’s not super mainstream anymore. Here’s hoping!

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?

Lack of motivation or energy. Just because I have time doesn’t mean I have the will.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

This one is tricky, because I don’t tend to follow people back often? Not for any reason, just it’s not something I do often. Usually, if someone asks or if they mention in tags following me for a while I’ll check their blog out and follow if I think their stuff aligns with my interests. But otherwise… not much I guess?

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

I’m going to Japan next month with my brother.

I passed my final exam that I was positive I failed, so now I’ll be able to graduate (as soon as I figure out the requirements…)

I no longer have to wake up early to do an annoying internship I didn’t like much. :-)

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?

It was a response to a mutual asking a question, since it got pretty long and writing in the Tumblr app can be iffy at times.

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Nope. :-)

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I don’t tend to research weird things for my fics. I did look up all parts of a ship once, since I wrote a pirate AU a long time ago and was like “shoot… what’s this part of the ship actually called???” Not weird, but definitely interesting.

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

If there is nothing you can do in a situation, good or bad, then it’s okay to just ignore it and move on if you can. I use this advice whenever there are big global issues that I personally can’t do anything to help. Why spend my time and energy getting needlessly angry over things I can’t change, when I could focus that energy on the things I can, you know? The way that I can change the world is by helping children and encouraging them to grow. That is my life’s goal and my biggest desire in life. I’d rather spend my time and energy on getting my degree, and then later getting a job as a school counselor. I’m not good with anger. I don’t like being angry. So… I just ignore it as best I can. Like, I’ll be informed on what is happening, but I don’t get angry or obsess over it, you know? And it doesn’t make me a bad person, and if anyone thinks it does, then I legit don’t care. It’s my life, and I know how obsessive I can get over things, and I don’t want to ruin my life over things I can’t change. I don’t have the temperament to be an activist. I’m too mild emotionally speaking. So… yeah. I hope that makes sense, ha.

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

I either have already written my dream themes/plots, or I’ve thought about them in enough detail to know exactly how they’ll go, which is good enough for me. And I personally think that I would write it best. I know my own tastes and I would rather write something myself than ask it of something else, you know?

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

Just give it time. Don’t force it. If you force it, your work will not be your best, which will frustrate you more and add to the writer’s block. For me, inspiration and desire to write comes in waves. Some weeks/months I’m super creative and write a ton (I’ve written two 375k+ fics in a month and a half each, for example). Other weeks/months it feels like every word I write is like pulling teeth. If I try and force myself to write during the latter times, then I get frustrated and it leads me to hate writing, which leads to those times lasting longer. Every time I’ve waited it out, however, I am able to come back to writing fresh and wanting to write. So… just wait. Have patience. Unless you’re a professional writer with a professional deadline, you don’t have to rush it.

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh

Can’t think of one on the top of my head.

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

I like all comments, but my favorite are the long ones where people point out things that I wrote in chapter they liked, they theorize where things will go next, or they ask questions. Honestly, I love it when people ask questions, since I love rambling about my work, ha.

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

No. :-)

🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told?

I mean, it depends on what you mean by “lie” and by “a lot.” Because I will tell white lies or half-truths on occasion. Less now than when I was younger, but if it will get me out of trouble or if it will smooth things over, I will tell white lies. Big lies I don’t tend to do, though. It’s only things that don’t really matter one way or the other but make my life easier. Otherwise, I am fairly honest and I prefer honesty. I’ve found that people are much more likely to be forgiving if you’re like “yeah, I messed up, I’m genuinely sorry.”

This all being said, I did tell a huge, very elaborate lie to the children at work recently, ha. Basically, I went to Ireland in 2019, and when I started working at my current after school site, I mentioned to a kid offhanded that I met a leprechaun there and became friends with him. I meant it as like... a joke, you know? But the kid fully believed me and was so excited. She asked if the leprechaun would come visit for St. Patrick’s day, and I was like “uhhhhh yeah?” So, from then on, I have had to not only keep up this lie but expand it. Last year my “leprechaun friend” got married. This year, he had twins. I communicate with my leprechaun friend via letters that I translate (badly, I tell the kids) into Irish, and he replies with letters written in “ancient Irish.” The kids absolutely LOVE it. I have no idea if they all believe me, but even the fourth and fifth graders are super into it, and even if they don’t believe me, they don’t let it show.

Last year I had the children write my leprechaun friend letters, which they (badly. VERY BADLY) translated into Irish and wrote on a paper, which my “leprechaun friend” had to painstakingly translate and then write a response to over 7 different children. Then “he” had to make the paper looks old and worn, since it would be suspicious if a thousands year old creature wrote on crisp white printer paper. It was. Not fun. So, my “leprechaun friend” refused to write them letters this year, since a student last year (no, of course I don’t know who, and even if I knew I wouldn’t tell you, stop being so nosy child) showed their letter to someone they weren’t supposed to and my “leprechaun friend” was unhappy, since “he” specifically told me to tell them not to do this.

Yeah. It’s, uh. It’s getting a bit much. Every time a kid asks a new question, I have to quickly come up with a lie. And I’m like… a good liar, right? But dang is it a lot. 😅(Also I don’t feel too bad about lying, since it’s less lying and more making believe, you know? And I hope that when the kids look back, they won’t think “oh my god my after school teacher lied to me for years!!!” and they will think “Oh wow. My after school teacher spent so much time and effort creating an elaborate story for us because she genuinely cared about us.” Or something like that, ha.)

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately

Nothing really? Not anything bad or major, at least. I mean, I’ve been thinking about the end of my grad program a lot, but not in a bad way.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

I mean… yeah? Lots of media? That’s what fanfic is, it’s writing inspired by various media. If you mean, like… writing style, then no. I just write how I think (as shown above with my leprechaun friend rant, ha). It’s why my work has a lot of ellipses and introspection and random details that aren’t really important, but add to the vibe of the scene, you know?

🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing

I’m a bit weak when it comes to plot. Like, anything more advanced than “character A likes character B but is all conflicted over it” is a struggle for me. The few fics I wrote that actually have plot always go off the rails at some point, since I always go too big and get stuck. It’s one reason why all my fics are very same-y and follow similar troupes. But honestly? I don’t really care. I like writing similar fics with different environments with simple plots. I much prefer exploring the characters and their motivations and their emotions than focusing on plot.

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises?

Depends on the surprise.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Ha, I did this last night when I first saw this post, here you go:

“That makes it easy to ignore them and just enjoy everything else.

Once the group exits the elevator, they collectively pause for a moment, taking in the sight before them. And, honestly, Mondo gets it. He’s never been one for fancy as fuck surroundings, preferring simple shit and small luxuries over anything stupidly elaborate. But this…? He’s gotta admit. /This/ is fucking nice.”

Have fun trying to figure out the context of this. :-)

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

When I was, like… thirteen or fourteen I created a Facebook page for A Very Potter Musical/Sequel, entitled Red Vines, What the Hell Can’t They Do? (A quote from one of the Potter musicals). Since I was a Draco fan, my “Admin name” was ~Draco. But once I added more admins to help me run the page, I decided to make my own Admin page, since that was very popular back in the day. I didn’t want to just be ~Draco, though. Honestly, I don’t know if I was allowed to be, since it’s not exactly a unique page name. So, I changed it to Draco the Death Eater. A couple weeks or so later I saw a Draco themed cupcake and though “!!! I WANNA BE A CUPCAKE!!!” since I was like. Twelve. And overly excitable.

I thought “Draco the Cupcake” looked weird though, so I added back the Death Eater element and settled on “Draco the Death Eating Cupcake.” Then I began using my Admin page a lot more and got over 200 likes, which back then meant you couldn’t change your page name again, so I was kinda stuck as “Draco the Death Eating Cupcake.” I didn’t mind though. I kinda liked the name. Ever since, it’s been kinda my thing, using it over various websites and whatnot. It’s “my brand” I guess you could say. Even though I’m very anti J.K. Rowling, I do harbor some nostalgic affection for Harry Potter, and I refuse to let her steal something I’ve built for myself over the past decade and a half, you know?

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

Ah, this is another one I don’t really want to do. Like I said earlier, I don’t like tagging people in general, but I also don’t like singling out “biggest supporters” for the same reason I don’t like having “favorite” people. It just feels icky to me, you know? Because everyone who supports me, no matter how small, means so, so much to me. You could be here every single day, following me and screaming my praises, or you could give me a single “I like your work!” and it means the world to me. And that’s not to downplay the more vocal supporters! You all know who you are, and I hope you know how very honored I am to have your support. I don’t like singling people out, though, since A) it’s sometimes awkward for the person who is begin singled out and B) it might make other supporters who I either didn’t mention or forgot to mention or who aren’t quite as big feel bad, which I don’t want to do. It’s the same thing I say whenever the kids at work ask me who my favorite is. I always reply “no one. I don’t have a favorite student since I like you all in different ways. Yes, even the more challenging ones.”

That all being said… to everyone who has ever supported me, big or small, I really do appreciate you so, so much. When I started writing at 13, I was so incredibly critical of my work, and a lot of the comments I got back then were “con crit” that just made me feel worse, even if it was genuinely constructive. I struggled with “show, don’t tell” a lot and it frustrated the hell out of me because I couldn’t figure it out for the life of me. Even now, when I am so much better at writing and don’t feel ashamed admitting that, I still feel that anxiety of not being good enough. Of not knowing enough. So, to have people not only enjoy my work, but be so supportive? It genuinely means the world to me. So… thank you.

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

Yep! I have two little fluff buckets, Rosie and Addle (Adelaide for long). They are guinea pigs and they are very cute and very dumb. :-)

The first two I took today, the other three on previous days. It's them chilling in their hay box we give them, ha. They love climbing in their and kicking the other one out. They... don't like each other much. They don't fight, but they also don't really interact except to try and steal the other's food (which is what's happening in the top photo, ha). Addle is the brown-ish, black, and white colored one, while Rosie is the black and white one. Rosie is five and Addle is three. Rosie used to have an original cage mate, Sara, but she sadly passed after a quick illness that started on Thanksgiving in 2021, since we couldn't get her to a vet thanks to the holiday. It was very sad and I still miss Sars. :-( She was such a little sweetie.

For reference, Sara:

RIP little girl... :-(

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

Ehhhh I’m too tired to go looking for fanart I like, so I say no for now.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

If it’s first person POV. I don’t know why, but first person POV in fanfiction always bothers me, and only in very rare instances have I read first person POV fics. More often than not I immediately back out and move on. Again, no shame to people who like first person, but it’s just never been my cup of tea.

#Personal post #ask game #writer ask game #ask game answers

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vulpiximisa · 8 months ago

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i forgot i never posted the second part of my kono oto review. i think i wrote this when i only had 3 eps left of the second season/part, so i dont remember if i actually finished writing my review.

So it’s technically should be one big series not season two, since it finishes off the rest of the tournament from the first part.

I wasn’t feeling it at all from the first half since they did alot of heavy emphasis on the romance, which I didn’t like either couples. Chika/Hozuki is slowly growing on me though, in the way that, oh that’s kind of sweet, way, but I don’t think I’ll ever die for them because I don’t like the bickering couple types. If this was a regular shounen sports anime, Chika would be the hot blooded protag with amazing growth abilities and Hozuki is the cool rival type and they always bicker. (The general red and blue type.) Which is why I don’t see myself liking it, but I like that Chika sees Houzuki as another rival. Can chalk that up to him being naive/oblivious to romance since he was more concerned about making her uncomfortable than the actual accidental closeness.

Anyway, I was still super mean to Kurusu because I had high hopes for her, but she still hasn’t really done anything for me, so her crush on Takezo, again, means nothing to me. I know that not everyone needs a tragic backstory that trauamtizes them and thats why they continue to play koto but I do wish we got to see how she even got into it a bit. Like, she’s not a complete newb and I don’t think that’s normal, so, even something like a scene of who she was watching/playing with to have some skill would be nice.

I feel like Takezo really dropped off in terms of relevance, which is unfortunate because the first part tried to paint him and Chika and Hozuki as a trio, but it’s clear to see that theyre not really and it feels more like Chika and Hozuki are the actual main characters. Not sure if because he doesnt have a tragic backstory that’s not just a simple “senpai all graduated and left me to carry the club” or whatever the hell his problem with his brother and the whatever school he didn’t get into, but after his confidence growth, he doesn’t really seem to have much else going on.

Akira’s backstory really reminded me why the series is good. That we need tragic backstories lol. No lol, I just really love Hozuki’s strained relationship with her mother and how Akira suffered from it, but how the two learn about each other and grow together. It took me a while to realize how much older Akira was compared to Hozuki. I thought she was like, a few years older but then realized she was probably an adult, so seeing the two reconcile (Akira coming to terms with her trauma) and getting along, AND THE CHANGE IN THE OPENING!!! SQUIRTLE IM CRYING!!!! This is what the series is about!!!!

I don’t know if it;s the pacing of the anime, but sometimes I feel like certain scenes and moments happen faster than I expect. I liked Akira almost ready to forgive Hozuki at the shoelocker scene but her depression pulling her back so that she didn’t cave too easily. And it wasn’t until she was watching Sane play with Chika and Hozuki when she finally broke.

Also, not sure how I feel about the writing, in terms of, the characters are pretty open about their trauma. Not saying “a character has to suffer in silence to be strong” but I think I’m probably just used to getting the tragic character backstory as an audience and not used to having the rest of the cast also getting knowledge of it. I feel like it should be used only to see a character’s vulnerable side (Chika watching Hozuki’s performance while she was sick) but when Hozuki straight up tells him and the club about her entire deal, it sometimes feels cosmetic? Can’t really explain it, but I guess good for them for being able to tell their friends and now everyone knows. I guess.

Uhhhh there’s also this part where there’s just cartoonishly evil adult antagonists (the vice principal, Akira’s grandma) but I guess it’s like, they need someone to blame for their problems so we can feel good about getting their just desserts. But we also have Hozuki’s mom, and we know she’s Going Through It ™️ so it’s not all badly written adults.

#pixi watches anime #re kono oto tomare

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ace-malarky · 10 months ago

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Mist Worlds; The Mist Itself

hello back at it again before I uhhh yeah I'm not sure what I'm going to do with the rest of my day actually. Maybe finish reading that book

anyway

The Mist Itself.

It's extremely literal lmao, right from the beginning! The first short I wrote that I knew as the start of this whole Thing was the Magic Thieves sitting in the Mist waiting for a carriage to the next work and that was... 2012

damn ok yeah sure it's been a minute I guess

Some things have definitely changed shsjkss

So prior to the Arch Mages sealing the dragons and setting the gates in - not literal - stone, they could (and would) appear without warning anywhere. Dawn was generally the most common time for them, but anywhere mist tended to gather

Time was also wobbly in it! someone could walk from one world in one year and turn up somewhere else years into the future or past with no control over it (this happens to Skren and possibly the Nightgales but there were extenuating circumstances there)

As previously said, only the likes of dragons and fair folk could control their paths. They'd take people along for a price but the price may not uhhhh always have been worth it, y'know?

So for the most part, before the gates, no one really knows that there are other worlds. People don't really come back. The Fair Folk get blamed for a lot (or - not blamed, but generally don't tempt them you know?)

And then the Arch Mages pull their "Look at us creating travel for everyone" magic and everything gets a little more open and most of the dragons disappear from the worlds.

And outside of the stable gateways and the pathways between them, the Mist gets a little more dangerous; after all, there are dragons in there. The Mist might as well be their breath, and they've never been all that great with the mortal races

So travel gets easier and I deal in some handwavy magic because hello different worlds with technically different languages!! That shit's gonna overwrite whatever your language is to the main language in the area you arrive in (think TARDIS language circuits) but unless you put in the effort to like. learn it written or whatever, you're gonna forget it when you leave that world again. Not sure how that's interacting with people with multiple languages but hey. that's a problem for later.

And while magic things/charms/runes/etc can travel between worlds without being broken down, technology can't, so no one's about to introduce smartphones to a functionally medieval world - although Techno Mages can and have made workarounds (hello Asin, your circus tricks are very pretty but come on).

around the stabilised gates are built what is functionally a train station, because the ways might be safe but you still need a guide to get to the right destination! There is money/tickets involved, you do need some style of passport, but they're all... varyingly easy to come by?

And of course random gates still open and if you can bargain with the Fair, they'll take you through as well (or - hello, Vivian - make friends with a unicorn and go wherever in the Mist you want)

When the dragons are freed, everyone expects the gates to falter and fail, but they don't!

Skren might have had something to do with that :3 He can be very persuasive when he needs to be. Or maybe he's just so earnest that they felt he deserved something for freeing them, who knows. Skren isn't talking and Elise isn't too sure because her control was slipping at the time.

The most that noticeably happens is that the Mist gets a little less dangerous if one strays off the paths. You're still gonna get lost, you just might not die of it.

There is At Least One artefact that can create its own gateways in the Mist which is like the whole plot of the as-yet-unplotted World Music shenanigan, so like there might be more but that's gotta be stupid intricate magic to create so they're gonna be rare af

but yeah. Mist!

#world building #Mist Worlds #later today bc I'm not working so I spent the morning uhhhhh hoovering and then. playing bg3. you know how it goes #anyway yeah the mist itself #some of this is specifically because of the dnd campaign lmaooo #serves them right #(hey spro love you <3)#this feels shorter and it probably is bc well #man idk the mist is. not much to say. I guess?#this is what we have anyhow #oh I am tired. hm. maybe it is reading time and possibly a nap

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shadowlink720 · 7 years ago

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11/10 - Run

#bravely default #bravely second #konoe kikyo #inktober #inktober 2017 #art #sorry it's a day late #i had some uhhhh technical problems #actually i still do but i figured out a workaround

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actualbird · 3 years ago

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nxx team at a sleepover low stakes all-nighter stakeout mission or something, bear with me, i just have thoughts on who would last longest in staying awake

this post started out as a joke and then turned into a found family feels fest. bon apple teeth!

wc: 1k

marius is awake nearly the entire time because this is usual shit for him

this mf sleeps 6-5 hours normally w only 5 minute naps in between, so hes been trained via his Hell Schedule for minimal sleep.

this plus whatever stakes is going on for the stakeout basically ensures hes gonna last a long time.

he’ll be the 4th to sleep, and if he had ever gone to a sleepover with friends when he was a kid (he hasnt, everybody either hated him or was using him, marius, how come every time u talk about ur childhood it makes me wanna cry?) he’d only pass out at like 4am because hes got a Lot of energy and needs to burn it all before sweet sweet unconsciousness hits him over the head.

artem is awake for a while as well because hes a caffeine addict who has regular insomnia problems

he is 3rd to sleep, succumbing at around 3am.

he honestly would have slept earlier but then marius, who was burning off his own energy by asking countless inane philosophical questions, had asked him one of those said inane philosophical questions

marius asks, “hey, do you think worms dream? do you think they wonder about their place in the grand scheme of things?”

and those questions inexplicably send artem into a spiral of overthinking his place in the universe

like oh god, do worms dream? do worms also worry constantly about how theyre existing and being fearful that tomorrow theyll make wormy mistakes thatll forever tarnish the record of their whole wormy lives?

when artem passes out, he dreams of cartoon worms in court. the worm judge, who has the voice of his father, says “court is now in session. all writhe.”

vyn is asleep by 8pm. end of sentence.

he is the 1st to sleep. he is not going to be participating in whatever kind of superiority of “ha, i stayed awake longest!” because he thinks thats stupid as hell and hes right, having a fucked up circadian rhythm is Not something to be bragging about. Get Help, People.

he tells mc to wake him up once hes needed or when something important happens and then he curls up into a sleeping bag and sleeps like a fucking rock

nothing is getting through to him the moment hes shut his eyes, with the caveat of mc’s order for him to get up, because for all of the rightful value vyn puts upon sleep, he is also rightfully whipped for her. if she says wake up, he’ll be doing it

doesnt mean he has to enjoy it, but he’ll do it

mc sleeps only after she makes luke PROMISE, CROSS HIS HEART to sleep at some point during all this and let somebody else take a shift

because luke “ive done a ton of stakeouts before, i dont need sleep!” pearce is hugely stressing her out. they will lightheartedly argue about this for HOURS until midnight when mc finally makes him promise.

marius: oooooh, she got ya there buddy. you gonna break a promise?

artem: thats like breaking the law

luke: what? no it isnt

artem: it is for this situation. and the punishment will be severe

vyn, sleeptalking elegantly: life sentence....

mc: IVE GOT 3 //pauses to look at vyn and his questionable wakefulness. IVE GOT....2.5 WITNESSES. promise! and no breaking it!

luke: fiiiiiinnneeee >:/

so luke promises. That! Is! All!

and mc goes to sleep, the 2nd one of the group to fall asleep, w a smug smile on her face, very happy shes won a battle of Help Luke Not Be Too Much Of A Self Sacrificing Bastard

luke sleeps last, but this surprises him because he wasnt planning on “sleeping” at all

and he’d like it on record he technically wasnt planning on breaking mc’s promise, he WAS gonna take like some uhhhh micronaps, shut his eyes for 3 minutes at a time. technically thats sleeping, right? so he hasnt broken the law-promise!

(if mc wasnt asleep and artem wasnt trapped in an absurdist worm legal drama dream, they wouldve ripped luke apart)

so hes up for the entire night, until everybodys fallen asleep, and he knows theyre all trying to help but he needs to keep them all safe. he needs to play the role of protector, and with everybody snoozing, the role is solely his

then vyn wakes up and luke is like What

luke: What. i thought you dont get up until the sun is up?

vyn, grumbling: usually, that’s true, but a certain somebody had advised me before all of this that you might be planning on playing arbitrary hero, and unlike you, i do keep my promises to her

marius: oooooohh, nice burn from vyn!

luke: why are YOU awake

marius: i had some of mc’s energy drinks awhile ago, and, in hindsight, that was a mistake! dude, check out how im shaking

luke: oh my god

marius: dyou think worms get the jitters as well?

artem: stop making me think about worms

luke: aaaaand youre awake too. uh you look a bit.....are you ok?

artem, haunted: no. go to sleep. we’ll cover the rest of the night

and luke is just about to try and find a way out of once more but then mc, in her sleep, attacks luke w a sleepy koala hug. he is trapped. and

well, he cant help but feel all tired and sleepy when hes in her arms. he feels safe. he cant help it.

mc, sleep mumbling: gotchaaaaa

luke, feeling so much love in his heart for her and also the others for teaming up for this: yeah, okay....you guys got me

luke’s final thought before sleep takes him is that maybe, in this team, they can take turns doing the protecting

bonus, after mc and luke are asleep

vyn: .....what were you saying about worms?

artem: please. please dont ask

marius: is it possible to have a seizure but in slow mo?

vyn: neither of you are healthy individuals

#tears of themis #marius von hagen #luke pearce #vyn richter #artem wing

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steveyockey · 4 years ago

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do you think that -- if they WERE planning to do gay angel press initially -- part of the reason they didn't might have been the (reactionary) bury your gays backlash from fans and non-fans? in which case. twitter rly does ruin everything. :/

I’m not tied to this but here’s a hypothetical to work through that at least provides a theory on the lack of gay angel press (probably not very different from any other theory on this website but just writing it out for continuity),

okay. pre-pandemic. the arc of the final few episodes seems to have been set and 15.18 was the last piece, pending jensen’s approval. roadhouse heaven ending was a go — presumably featuring a cas cameo among other various and sundry friends. approving 15.18 introduces a problem by way of the fact that cas has just confessed his undying love for dean and there’s an expected response. but it’s fine! you don’t actually need that, you’ve been baiting fans for a decade, you can work your magic one more time with a lil wink and nudge and never have to deal with that again. ambiguous “to each his own” ending, you talk up the gay angel on one side and the bronly-ness of the last hunt on the other; everyone walks away happy. you have successfully threaded the needle of finishing off a twelve year queerbait without “caving to the fans,” high fives all around.

15.18 gets filmed. the angel is gay gay. the footage is. we don’t know what the footage looks like. there could be anything. maybe there’s a kiss with tongue. ends up not really mattering because the pandemic happens and they have to stop shooting and stop airing. no idea how much changes in 15.19 (clearly SOME stuff considering we know the folks who got chuck snapped in the silo were supposed to be shown back in the flesh and that got cut). 15.20 has to change — so roadhouse heaven becomes three person heaven (plus the cast and crew, who were already on set so no, this is not proof they could have brought a crowd of actors anyway, it’s just. weird. I don’t like this decision. strikes me as authoritative like WE told the story not YOU. anyway). putting cas in three person heaven makes winking and nudging a lot harder to do and would make the absence of an actual substantive response to the confession uhhhh very obvious. so you have to cut cas. and then maybe you have to cut other references to cas in 15.19, maybe you cut some emotionality from dean’s side in 15.18, maybe you straight up insert the moment in 15.20 where dean tells sam to stop being an eeyore about cas’s death! we don’t know how much was changed, but there was at least the opportunity at this point to dull dean’s response to the whole thing so the absence of cas in heaven is more palatable. it’s the bronly ending, but you already gave the audience the gay angel. and the gay angel is alive and building heaven with his son! no more cashing in on the queerbait but still cashing in on canon gay.

it’s november 5th. 15.18 airs. it trends higher than the biggest election “of our lives.” holy shit! gay angel! but of course the issue is the people responding aren’t the people who have been watching the show. they don’t have context for what’s going on and “turbohell” catches on. fuck. did you kill the gay angel? of course not, he’s in heaven with his son! lisa berry can post her goodbye instagram to her character because obviously billie’s dead, she’s the villain. she’s not expected to come back. but cas is... cas is different. and he’s not dead and you won’t be taking any questions on this until we get to the end, when everyone can settle down. so you have your actors gush about the episode, you leave everyone on pins and needles so they’ll come back for two more, and then! well. 15.20. cas is “alive” technically. dean is dead, as you always planned. some people are happy, some people are middling, and some people are fucking pissed at you because apparently by not outright killing off the gay angel you promised them the gay angel was coming back. any clarification you would offer here would unspool your entire plan — gay angel on one side, brothers on the other. erasing cas isn’t the same as killing him, but you can’t say that (though misha basically did in response to the rogue translator shenanigans). killing dean wasn’t even supposed to be about cas, but now everything is about cas. you took him out of the story completely and he’s still managed to take over. and all you can say is, well, it’s always been a story about brothers.

this obviously doesn’t account for everything, such as what the fuck was uriel’s actor doing? why the fuck did the show actually give us the instructions for how to get someone out of the empty and not do it? and there’s an infinite number of things that could have happened that I would simply never guess not knowing specific onset dynamics and money decisions. whatever happened that caused this clusterfuck really does suck for everyone in that writers room who was on team gay angel because, as I have said in the past, 15.18 only works due to at least four years, if not seven or more, of consciously writing the angel as gay. I hope bobo and yockey and even misha feel personal satisfaction at a job well done, but god if a single fucking interview could at least let us indulge in the victory with them. anyway, all of this is to say, yes I do think the bury-your-gays of it all definitely plays into it (and I would say, again, linking this to it chapter 2, it’s significant muschietti and co decided to make richie gay over eddie; people who haven’t read the book might not know that eddie like. literally drinks mineral water. in the 80s. he wears gucci loafers. he marries a carbon copy of his mother. stephen king would never admit to writing a gay man but that was a gay man. but eddie dies! eddie always dies. so they had some good sense in giving the gay story to the one who lives and leaving the dead one holding all the coding). and I definitely think randos on twitter making fun of the confession did not help matters. but I also think the decision to pull press cannot be extricated from the rubble of the last two episodes and everything they promised but never delivered. literally a single second of cas in the finale would have been their golden ticket! that’s far more than what jj did for star wars! but they got played at their own game by, of all things, an international pandemic. somehow a very supernatural ending after all.

#anon #answered #did I answer the question? you decide!#spn

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the-east-art · 3 years ago

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Becky's Favorite Games

I made this for a friend and thought it could also live here since I put so much work into it.

This list will be uhhhh however long it is - feel free to read in your own time or never read it at all. Completely up to you. I do have one thing though - I am leaving all Zelda games off of this list. There’s just too many of them and I love all of them - if you want I can talk about all of them and I happily will, but I just don’t think you need to know much besides the fact that they are all technically on my list of favorite games. Plus you already like Zelda games so like making a list that says ‘play Zelda games’ when you already have or want to seems unproductive. One other thing: these are in no particular order!

Okay, enough waffling about, lets go!

Hollow Knight - Team Cherry (PC, Switch, Playstation 4, Xbox One)

A Metroidvania game, widely considered one of the best in the genre, and I completely agree. To be honest possibly my favorite game of all time - I have easily poured 200 or 300 hours into this game playing and replaying it. It boasts a large world full of exploration, and subtle but strong storytelling. The art as well is stunning, whenever I play I find myself taking frequent screenshots of my favorite areas. It can be difficult to play at first but once you fall into the rhythm of the game is plays extremely well and becomes second nature. Without spoiling too much the story is about a small bug who journeys down into the depths of a kingdom that died long ago.

Hyper Light Drifter - HeartMachine (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, macOS, iOS, Microsoft Windows, Xbox One)

A 2D action roleplaying game, you play as the silent protagonist the Drifter. This game has no dialogue or words, instead conveying all of its’ ideas through level design and occasionally through speech bubbles with pictures instead of words, leaving a lot of the story up to the player to determine. It is notably related to the main creator trying to come to terms with the fact that they have a heart disease (they’re still alive to this day however and another game taking place in the same world, Hyper Light Breaker, was recently announced). Taking place in a stunning pixel art world with pops of vibrant blues and pinks, this game is about practice and and discovery. Can be very difficult, there are several bosses that I had to really grind on to beat, so this game won’t be for everyone. One of my favorite things is how all the levels are so full of secrets for you to find, especially once you learn what to look for. Going back with new abilities or just with better skills to plunder previous levels for their hidden treasures feels amazing.

Night In The Woods (Weird Autumn Update) - Infinite Fall/Secret Lab (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, iOS, Microsoft Windows)

Here you play as Mae, a college dropout returning home in an attempt to escape her problems, only to be forced to come to terms with her past, along with the dark secrets of her hometown. This game is much more linear than any other games on this list so far, but don’t make the mistake of thinking linear means weaker, this game has a lot to say and says it well. A side scrolling ‘platformer’, each day you play as Mae and explore her hometown, meet up with her friends, and get deeper and deeper in the mystery of Possum Springs. Night In The Woods deals with ideas of the shrinking of small towns in the face of capitalism, growing up, and mental illness among other things. The more thoroughly you explore the town each day and talk to people each day, the more you’ll get out of this game. The art is very distinctive and the music is beautiful, it may feel slow and repetitive at some points, but I think that’s some of the beauty of the game as real life can also feel slow and mundane at times, and then suddenly something will happen and upend your life for weeks.

Spiritfarer - Thunder Lotus Games (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, iOS, Microsoft Windows)

This Game Will Make You Cry. This Game Will Hurt You. but like, in a good cathartic way. A side scrolling platformer/life sim game, here you play as Stella, who awakes in a palace between life and death and is given the job of finding lost souls and taking care of them until they are ready to pass on, and then like Charon before her, ferrying them to the afterlife. Unravel the stories of a fun set of characters as they tell you their past and work through their unresolved issues by exploring islands on your boat which you customize and furnish to both your benefit and the benefit of your crew. This game has received a series of free updates and I believe is finally complete (to be honest I have yet to play through the last three or four added characters, I need both the time and emotional place for it, since I know it will definitely break me). Again with the gorgeous art style, this game boasts 2D animation with a sharp eye especially when it comes to colors.

Hades - Supergiant Games (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, PlayStation 5, Xbox One PC)

You know it, you love it, it’s Hades! I never thought a roguelike would appear to me, but dang if this game doesn’t sink its’ claws in you and never let up. Here you will play as Zagreus, the son of Hades himself, fighting through a jaw droppingly beautiful underworld in an attempt to reach the surface. Die once, and you return all the way back to the beginning. Never fear though! Everytime you return to the House of Hades you will be greeted by an exciting cast of characters each with something new to say to you every. Single. Time. In this game dying can be just as exciting as playing through the levels. Unlock the story, unlock new abilities, new weapons, and new friendships.

Transistor - Supergiant Games (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, iOS, Microsoft Windows)

I actually played this game before I played Hades and it was so beautiful that it convinced me to get Hades when it came out. Again with the great art direction (cuz it’s the same lead artist of course) and with beautiful music, this is a linear yet powerful story. You play as Red, a famous singer who has lost the ability to speak, becoming the silent protagonist. Instead the game is narrated largely by her boyfriend, whose soul has been absorbed into the sword like instrument known as the Transistor. While the game play is good enough with the abilities of the transistor requiring careful planning and it’s ability to stop time forcing you to anticipate the movements of your enemies, it was largely the story that really drew me into this game and made me refuse to put it down as a mysterious entity attacks the town and Red journeys to enact revenge on her behalf as well as her boyfriends. One warning, however, the ending will leave you staring at the wall for a good long while

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Explorers of Sky - Spike Chunsoft/Nintendo (Nintendo DS, Wiiu)

You may notice this is one of the only Pokemon games on this list, that is because in my honest opinion most Pokemon games are good, but just good, ya feel. Plus everyone knows about Pokemon, I don’t really need to pitch it to anyone, because they either know they like it or know it isn’t for them at this point. But this isn’t really a Pokemon game, it’s a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Game. In this game you play as a human, who wakes up one day on the beach in the body of a Pokemon. No other humans are in sight. You join a Guild full of other Pokemon that strive to help others, answering requests for assistance and exploring interesting dungeons called Mystery Dungeons - their layout changes every time, meaning there’s a lot of RNG (random number generating) involved, so you could have a good run or a bad run in some ways, but keeps things fresh. The story starts slow but picks up into a whirlwind, and I would hate to spoil it, so I will just leave you with the simple pitch of ‘an evil bandit has been going around stealing relics that maintain the flow of time’.

Pokemon Ranger Shadows of Almia - Hal laboratory/Nintendo (Nintendo DS, Wiiu)

More of an honorable mention in some ways. This is a game that, replaying it as an adult, it very apparently is targeting a younger demographic, and the story is weak in many points. But that’s not really what I like about it - I like the character writing and I like the world concept. The character dialogue is so charming in this game and in several areas made me put it down and find Katie just to tell her the incredibly silly thing that just happened. Anytime Nintendo allows anything fun to be done with the Pokemon brand is exciting, and I love how this game tackles that idea. In this game you only have one permanent Pokemon - your partner Pokemon. The rest of your team is made up of friend pokemon, which are temporarily with you to assist you in various tasks and then leave after they are done. The game is basically a set of puzzles that require you to explore and find the right Pokemon to progress.

The World Ends With You - Square Enix (Nintendo Switch, Nintendo DS, Android, iOS)

Inscription - Daniel Mullins Games (PC)

A deck building escape room game. A weird combination to write but still true. Another game genre I never thought I would be here for but definitely am. This one is a hard one to explain but basically you have a starter deck and play against an opponent as they lead you through a table top board game that alternates between chances to add more cards to your deck and fights against your opponent. When you die you start over and gain more chances to solve the puzzle of the room your character is trapped in and gain access to more cards in hopes of eventually defeating your opponent once and for all. There is more to game than meets the eye, and without spoiling too much Daniel Mullins is known for making very meta games.

Ghost Trick Phantom Detective - Capcom (IOS, DS)

Crafted by Shu Takumi, who is more famously known as the man behind the Ace Attorney series, I actually played this game well before I ever gave Ace Attorney a try. It is… zany is the word for it I suppose. Each character in this game is crafted to be full of such personality, from the main character Sissel to the minor characters that appear only in a few scenes. Here you will take on the role of Sissel, who awakens as a ghost to find himself gazing at his dead body with no recollection as to who he was in life or how he died. Sissel learns how to use his new ghost abilities of moving objects and jumping into the past before people die in order to unravel the story of who he was and how his life weaves in and out of the people in this town. A game with a series of plot twists I played it in Ephraim while Katie played it in the valley and we texted and called each other during the week we played it separately as we both reacted to the shocking turns of the story.

Ace Attorney Trilogy - Capcom (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, Microsoft Windows, Xbox One, Nintendo 3DS)

A visual novel series where you play as a lawyer named Phoenix Wright, you spend your time investigating crime scenes, obtaining evidence in order to acquit your client. The games were formulated around the idea of the triumph of catching something (in this case the witnesses) in a lie and being able to call them out. The stories that are explored in each game are really compelling and interesting, and while the game may drag on in some areas I still thoroughly enjoyed myself. In my opinion this is a game that is best played with at least one other person who you cantheorize with or who can pull up a walkthrough if needed lol. The backgrounds are well detailed, the characters are fun, and the music is good and has a digital sound that hearkens back to the fact that these games were originally gameboy and ds games. I will say there are some thing that are… dated in this game, which range from charming (the use of vhs tapes) to mildly problematic (minors being in relationships with adults) so be warned I suppose that to enjoy these games sometimes you have to overlook some things.

The Great Ace Attorney Duology - Capcom (Nintendo Switch, Android, PlayStation 4, iOS, Microsoft Windows, Nintendo 3DS)

Much like the original Ace Attorney games these are more visual novel than game, however I believe these games are Ace Attorney at their best. The characters are incredibly written and the story that spans both of these games (unlike the trilogy where each game had a stand alone story, these two games are better when played together and form one cohesive story). The pacing here is great, the backgrounds gorgeous, and this game adds several mechanics that keep gameplay fun and lively. Instead of playing as Phoenix Wright you will play as Ryuunosuke Naruhodou, a Japanese student living the the Victorian/Meiji era who journeys to a steampunk like England for reasons discussed in the game. The music in this game is also incredible, boasting an orchestral soundtrack, many of which you may recognize as songs I play when I get the aux cord in the kitchen.

Oneshot - Future Cat LLC/Team Oneshot (Nintendo Switch, PC, PlayStation 4)

Niko is a cat like person who awakens to find themself in a strange house they don’t recall coming to, torn from their home. You play as yourself, Nikos’ guide through this strange world as you send Niko to on a mission to save this world by replacing the sun, a giant lightbulb about the size of a basketball. This game is very meta and very good, balancing the idea that you the player and the player character, Niko, are two separate entities. Journey through the world, solve puzzles, and meet a fun assortment of characters as you learn more about this strange place and what exactly replacing the sun would mean to you and would mean to Niko in creative gameplay that at times requires you to go to unique places outside of the window of the game in search for answers. I would love to talk about it more, but I would absolutely hate to spoil it more than I already have.

Undertale - Toby Fox (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, Microsoft Windows, Xbox One, Linux, PlayStation Vita, Macintosh operating systems)

Ah, Undertale. If you haven’t played Undertale, please, I beg of your to give it a try. This is a deceptively simple looking roleplay game, known for the tag line ‘the game where no one has to die’. Name your character and enter the game, choosing whether to battle those you come across, or solve their interaction like mini puzzles in order to Mercy them as you journey through the Underground, the home of the monsters, in your attempt to return to the surface world of the humans. This game has incredible characters and poignant storytelling that I have been in love with for many, many years now. This game is silly, and fun, and also full of profound sadness at times. Here you learn more about the history of monsters, humans, and the connections people make with one another.

Deltarune - Toby Fox (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, Microsoft Windows, macOS, Macintosh operating systems)

THIS GAME IS UNFINISHED, basically it’s a demo. The second game Toby Fox made after Undertale, it is ambiguously tied to Undertale playing on some of the themes and ideas in a new world. Two chapters of the game are out, and they are beautiful, although the game has not been fully released yet as it’s still in development, but what little there is (little is a funny word because there’s already a lot to it so far) is extremely enjoyable and already raises many questions and makes me eager for more.

Eastward - Pixpil (Nintendo Switch, Microsoft Windows, macOS, Macintosh operating systems)

Once again we return to gorgeous pixel art and beautiful story telling. This game is about John and his adopted daughter Sam as they journey eastward following the tracks of the railway system to… well, their end goal is constantly shifting, but their direction is resolute. The game plays in a way reminiscent to 2D top down Zelda games and has the mechanic of switch between John (who uses melee weapons and guns) to Sam (who uses her magic powers). The story is gripping with a world populated by fun and unique characters in a world rich in detail and emotion. I believe I cried at least once playing this game. The one thing I will say is that the last about third of the game feels rushed to me resulting in the story itself feeling awkward in some places with story beats that just don’t quite fit. But the fact that I am still recommending the game despite that means that it is truly that beautiful, and even if the story is a little rushed in places I still find it to be powerful. This is another game where I was constantly taking screenshots due to the beauty of the visuals or to record the heart touching dialogue.

Return of the Obra Dinn - Lucas Pope (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, macOS, Microsoft Windows, Xbox One, Macintosh operating systems)

One of the more unique games on this list, Return of the Obra Dinn will have you playing as an insurance agent for a corporation who has been sent to the Obra Dinn, a seafaring vessel that went mission some time ago and recently has been found. Using your magic pocket watch journey back in time to still moments of the past and investigate the Obra Dinn during its’ journey in order to pick apart what exactly went down, who died, and how they died. This game is kind of like those brain teasers you’d do in middle school where you had to determine who lived in what house with which pet or whatever with limited clues, except taken to a billion. I enjoyed myself immensely playing this and I believe I stayed up until 1 am finishing it. I truly hope the developer creates more in the series.

Tales of Games - Bandai Namco

I believe the best way to tackle this is with a preface on what Tales of games have in common, and then I will briefly touch on the gist of each one. All Tales of games play similarly, being role playing games with what google calls a Linear Motion Battle System (LMBS). Basically when you come across an enemy you will enter an enemy fighting screen, where you and your compatriots will duke it out. The members of your team you aren’t in control of will move on their own to fight, while you choose one character to play as in the fights, which you can switch up as you choose. Tales of games boast relatively large casts of characters (usually 6-8) who all have their own deep backstories of motivations which are then explored in the narrative. Don’t let the fact that all of these games are under the ‘Tales’ umbrella fool you - with few exceptions each game takes place in its own unique world with its own story to tell. One thing I enjoy about these games is each one usually has the elements of mana and spirits but each game tackles it in a different way, as if exploring the different ways a magic system with the same basic concept can diverge. The Tales of games are somewhat notorious for having a shocking revelation halfway through that recontextualizes the entire game, so I will do my best to give you a brief idea of each without spoiling any of the twists. One last thing - each game is notorious for having a lot to discover and a lot of game play to it, so a full playthrough is quite the time commitment, ranging from 30-80 hours. That being said here are some of my favorite Tales games!

Tales of Symphonia (GameCube, Microsoft Windows, PlayStation 2, PlayStation 3)

A game with deep sentimental value for me, I spent a summer playing this game with Katie on the gamecube after we borrowed it from a friend. It actually has you switch discs halfway through the game is so big for the gamecube! In this game the main character is Lloyd, who accompanies his friend Collete (the chosen one) to restore mana to the world and become an angel. Totally cool don’t worry about it! Nothing bad will happen I’m sure! And I’m sure the secret to magic is dark and twisted!

Tales of the Abyss (PlayStation 2, Nintendo 3DS)

Luke von Fabre is the nephew of the King and the one prophesied of in legends. He’s a spoiled brat for the most part, kept in the shelter of the palace, but one day a mysterious woman comes and attempts to murder his teacher, and when he moves to stop her attack he accidentally teleports both of them across the world into another country, one that is currently on the brink of war with Luke’s home country. Luke must make it home before either country uses this as an excuse to go to war. This game has strong musical motifs in it’s worldbuilding and art style and I am here for it. Of course there’s way more going on than just this, as Luke must try to either defy or live up to what prophecy says he will do.

Tales of Vesperia (Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 4, Xbox One, PlayStation 3, Xbox 360, Microsoft Windows)

Yuri Lowell is a robin hood like rogue who lives in the slums of the capital city. When the magic that helps make the plumbing work is stolen he travels across the continent to retrieve it, along with a myriad cast of characters, eventually becoming a story about defying the roles and lives we are born into and forging our own paths, along with the secret dark truth of magic (yeah, the secret dark truth of magic is basically a Tales staple I’m pretty sure lol). Highly recommend this game for many reason but especially for Yuri - he is such a strong and interesting character who does grow but also has an earned confidence in himself that few characters seem to have. He’s very refreshing as a protagonist.

Tales of Xillia - PlayStation 3

A game with two protagonists and two versions of the story, play as either the medical student Jude or literally god, Maxwell. While Jude goes on a mission to help Maxwell after she is injured and find what exactly it is he wants from life, Maxwell must learn what it truly means to be human. On their journey they meet an assortment of characters and learn the awful truth about magic.

And finally, honorable mentions! These are games that I enjoy and that I do recommend, but don’t recommend enough to write up a whole thing about them you feel? If you have questions about any of these please reach out! I’m sure I’ve missed some of my other favorite games but I also think I did manage to hit on the majority of them! I hope this is useful!

Rayman 2

Tara’s Quest

StardewValley

Metroid Dread

Animal Crossing (Population Growing, City Folk, New Leaf, and New Horizons)

Tales of Xillia 2

Tales of Symphonia 2

Moonlighter

#the east speaks #video games #favorite video games #long post #long list #gaddam this long

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I'm fascinated with some of his answers! What does he think of atheists/agnostics, science,other religions like Judaism, Buddhism,Hinduism or people who are condemned by some of the Christians like homosexuals, trans, etc.(It's okay if he chooses not to answer). About his interventions, can't he just manifest the desired outcome since his God? Also, what does he think of Neville's teachings? Or loa in general since it has also roots in other scriptures I think. And are there any quarrels or skirmishes among cosmic beings? How do they resolve it? The Panoptican theory is definitely interesting. And does he think there is someone else watching over them(him and other eternal beings)? I'm also currently contemplating whether him or all this is just a conjuration on your part and mine. I also recommend watching the egg by kurzgesagt. And I'm going to hell fr lol. Anyway, convey my regards to him and I wish the both of you well:).( I also thank him for his lovely words. I'll be taking care of myself and I hope both of you do the same.💗)

"Does he ever attempt to communicate with other higher beings" , paraphrased but you get what I meant

He doesnt force anyone to believe him. He thinks that there might be a higher power who made him cause when he basically became aware of his existence, there were already some beings who already knew of their existence, so he cant cross that out with complete confidence. He personally believes the idea that every religion and every belief system is partially correct. "If I had a creator, I would give half truths but not lies and when you piece them all together, you will have learned the secrets of the universe", which basically means all the religions and belief system have parts that are correct and if you find all of them, you'd figure it out.

He has this blanket rule for all humans. "If they don't harm anybody as a collective then there is nothing wrong with an individual being part of said collective", basically if they as individuals do not harm others as that identity then he has no problems with them. It's basically I dont care if youre this or that because I'd love you either way unless you hurt people ,, he draws the line there. He doesnt completely understand the condemnation of some of them. Some of them he did say but doesnt stand by those statements today; some he said but was severely misinterpreted (for the gays: he said dont sleep with kids and that is it), and some he didnt say at all. it usually came from people who believed their thoughts and their opinions were that of gods and wrote or rewrote the book

He has a thing against influencing people beyond free will. He'll nudge you in the direction he wants you to go but if you go or not depends on you. Plus the two major interventions I said last time, he directly intervened during that time and it originally had the desired effect until certain things. He did them so humanity itself could restart on all they've done but it hasn't worked because humans stay human. He doesnt want to manifest things get better, he wants to see if it ever does. It's basically his own test on humanity

He's fine with his teachings but thats about it. He doesnt have an opinion on it basically. "What else is there supposed to say?", is all he said after saying his teachings were fine. He finds loa interesting since all Gods and higher beings use it on a technical standpoint. It interests him more than anything. He wont try stopping it or helping it, unless deity-work is involved. He said divine timing doesn't exist anyway

"If there were.. or are fights between them, I would not know. Some of them do try to talk to us but I think it's like.. awkward uhhhh... co-workers? That's the closest thing I could find that embodies what I mean. There are some disagreements occasionally between what someone wants and what someone else wants and they have to resolve that privately. Sometimes their resolution affects humans. I wouldn't know, I don't interact with a lot of them. Our relationships are hard to explain"

Oh- yeah the Egg by kurzgesgast is actually very accurate to what he was saying, we just watched it. Well except the you're everyone. Everyone is simply a vessel for consciousness and so while you can shift as them, the vessels stay separate. You can be everyone but you're not everyone in one place basically

He doesnt communicate more than he needs to. He says its awkward but doesnt want to explain past that. He can but he doesn't communicate with them all that much and most of them don't try it either

Thank you for answering again! And sorry for posting late 😅 Your ask got kinda buried under a bunch of other stuff. I hope the other anon sees this!

#religion mention #letters 🎀#lost post #the relationships between deities of different beliefs is actually super interesting to me #i feel like i would be so nosy and annoying as a deity like id always want to know whats going on with everyone else 😭

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Gonna Fix It

requested by this anon: “hi!! could you maybe do something angsty and fluffy with Fundy (or anyone really) where the reader is a trans guy? he/him”

Fundy x transmale!reader

trigger warnings: transphobes, homophobes, some swearing (I used the words tranny and fag) {I am both gay and technically trans please don’t come for me}

premise: When your dead name is leaked, along with photos of you pre transition the entire internet is quick to judge hypercritically, but your boyfriend is quick to take care of it

(y/n/n)- your nickname

(f/l/y/n)- first letter of your name

(y/d/n)- your deadname

“blep” talking

‘blep’ texting/messaging

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“(y/n/n)!”

“Yes Tommy?” You asked.

“How’d you feel about selling drugs?”

You snorted, glancing up at your face cam and the messages in chat before turning your character to face Tommy’s, laughing, “What?”

“Do you want to sell drugs with me and Wilbur?” He repeated.

You blinked, moving your character to look at the van and then back at him, “Tommy, I would love to sell drugs out of a van with you.”

“Yes! We have secured another one lets go! Pogchamp!”

You chuckled as Wilbur joined vc, following Tommy’s character over to the van as he announced, “Gentleman! We have a problem, we need to find a better cover for our operations.”

You looked around the inside of the van, filled with brewing stands and furnaces, “A hot dog van.”

“Pfff- a hot dog van?” Tommy laughed.

“It would be a decent cover.” Wilbur admitted, “We should do it.”

Almost reluctantly Tommy nodded, and Wilbur moved on, “Next on the order of business, we need new recruits beside just (y/n).”

You grinned, “I know just who to ask!”

You started to leave vc when Tommy warned, “No Americans and no women.”

“You got it.”

You left vc, talking to your twitch chat as you messed around in discord, “Weird lot, them boys. Anyway- apparently I’m a drug dealer in Minecraft now! And I’m gonna recruit someone else!”

After a few messages through discord your boyfriend called you, “Hello?”

Upon hearing Floris’ voice chat started spamming about you being a simp.

“Yeah so Tommy and Wilbur kinda roped me into selling drugs on the smp and they told me to get more people, so I’m calling you.” You explained.

“Angel why didn’t you just come ask me? Was the call necessary?”

You rolled your eyes, “Shut up chat I’m not blushing! It was easier than getting up. Are you in or not?”

“Yeah sure.”

Child: ‘(y/n) big man’

Child: ‘big (f/l/y/n)’

(y/n): ‘what do you want Tommy’

Child: ‘get on the server we’re making plans for our country’

You sighed, quickly moving to boot up Minecraft, starting stream along with it and quickly giving an intro before logging on to the smp and joining vc.

“Ayyy! Big man!” Tommy yelled.

“Tommy!” You responded, though significantly less enthusiastically.

“(y/n) come to the hto dog van we’re making important decisions.” Wilbur said.

“Okay.” You headed down the prime path toward the van, listening to the others chatter.

“Okay so we need a name for our country,” Wilbur said as you arrived, “Something that fits. I am open to suggestions.”

“Pog something.” Tommy offered.

“ehhhhh.”

“Pogtopia!” He exclaimed.

You punched his character, “That’s so stupid.”

“Well- hmm, we’re all men here soooooooo Manburg!” WIlbur mused.

“It needs to be more European.” Eret said, tossing you some of the block to start helping with the walls.

“L’manburg.” You offered.

Wilbur and Tommy burst out laughing, “Perfect!”

“No Americans and no women! Just the way I like it!” Tommy yelled.

Everyone began to laugh at that, and you grinned, entirely unaware of the chaos beginning to unfold all over twitter, and even in your twitch chat.

~~ Later that night you ended up flopped across the couch, Floris sending you a text from his office, ‘Don’t forget to take off the tibby prison angel’ ‘I’ll be done with this soon and we can cuddle’

You chuckled, dragging yourself up off the couch and shuffling off to the bathroom to change out of your binder, and pull on a different hoodie, a bigger one that you had stolen from Floris.

By the time you were done and had come back out into the living room Floris had also emerged from his office, and was staring in horror at his phone.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“You haven’t been on Twitter lately have you?”

Immediately you were going for your phone, taking it off silence to be bombarded by notifications, “uhhhh.”

Floris bit his lip, “I think you should read it for yourself.”

Quietly you opened twitter, checking first the hashtag that appeared at the top of your mentions ‘#y/nisalie’

Your breath hitched as you opened the hashtag, immediately seeing the original tweet, ‘#y/nisalie y/n has been lying to all of us a thread: apparently this tranny didn’t have the guts to put out that “he” was lying’

You scrolled through the tweets, ‘Man, I can’t believe (y/d/n) thought (y/n) was a good fake name’, ‘well at least we know Fundy isn’t actually a fag’ and then worst of all, ‘Guys I found what (y/d/n) actually looks like!’ followed by a picture of you, pre transition.

The world felt like it was caving in as you slowly sank down against the wall, tears starting to flow, “How did this happen?”

Floris was quick to sit down next to your, pulling you into his arms, “I dunno angel.”

You turned, sobbing into his shoulder, “Why are they like this? Wha- what am I gonna do?”

“I’m gonna fix this,” He murmured, “I promise.”

You curled further into his embrace, tears soaking his shirt as he rubbed circles into your back.

“It’s gonna be okay angel, it’s gonna be okay.”

~~ You avoided the internet at all costs for the next few days, not streaming, not being active on twitter or any other socials, hardly ever leaving Floris’ embrace for more than a few minutes as more and more notifications filled your phone.

It took a lot of coaxing from your boyfriend to check your twitter notifications after two days, and when you did you were delighted to see dozens of positive messages from real fans, and messages addressing the situation from all of your friends.

Eret: ‘dudes (y/n) is litterally trans, is you can’t deal with that then get out of this community; it’s seriously not okay to disrespect someone like that.’

Wilbur: ‘guys remember when I said trans rights and trans rights until I’m dead? Well that applies to (y/n) as well so piss off and stop bothering them’

Tommy: ‘listen up, serious tweet for once: you guys really need to learn how to recover someone and there pronouns, stop calling big man (y/n) by his dead name or get off the platform’

Along with countless others, and of course one from Floris as well, who had made a thread as soon as he saw what was going on:

‘Guys, listen. My boyfriend is the most wonderful human being in all the world. Whoever leaked his dead name or went looking for pictures of him before his transition is honestly a monster and I hope you realize the weight of your actions. Apparently we as a community have a few things to go over,

1: respect creators boundaries, if (y/n) didn’t want to tell you he wasn’t born male it’s not your business, 2: respect people’s pronouns, if someone tells you to use he/him they probably know if there right or not, 3: you can’t fucking invalidate someone like that, and put them on display as a fucking hashtag.

4: if anyone ever tries to talk about my boyfriend like this, (using the wrong pronouns, misgendering, using his dead name or in any other way invalidateing him) I will personally make sure you are never allowed on social media again’

You looked up from your phone, “Y- you got them to stop?”

Floris smiled, “I told you I was gonna fix it.”

#mcyt x reader #mcyt imagines #fundy x reader #teddy06 writes

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