#idek if i'd be the first there

[haberdashing]

i want to find some obscure feat that people still keep accurate records about and become the first nonbinary person to do the thing and have my name live on through that, at least in a small corner of niche historians

first nonbinary person to become a chess grandmaster?

first nonbinary person to climb denali?

first nonbinary person to win the price is right?

idk i'm sure i'll find something

[reinedeslys-central]

when it's been so long since you've read a fic that you forget about it and you find it in the search tags and start reading it again

and it's great, if a little familiar, but you've read a lot of these sorts of fics bc you like this tag a lot, so you assume it's nothing

but then the deja vu starts adding up and you start to wonder

and then moments before the great big Plot Twist Reveal happens you're suddenly like ah hell this is the bloody sundial fic again isn't it

smh this has to be the fourth time yet

[chitsangenthusiast]

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

tagged by @luzho!! which, hilariously, i'm a bit in the same boat that i only recently have anything to share. which. tbh means i'm gonna share three for funsies lol

(it's all smut)

also i'm reasonably certain most everyone i know has done this?? so if you see this, you have officially been tagged! 🧡

To touch him the way Zuko has dreamed about for the past too many days. Sucking hickeys into his hipbones where only he will see and his neck where everyone will, gripping his length and stroking until precum is dripping down Zuko’s wrist and the hold on his neck is there to keep Sokka upright, prevent him from crumpling to the ground as Zuko works him closer and closer to the edge—

And Katsuki loses himself to that. Nods without air then gives a verbal affirmation when it doesn't seem to inspire Izuku into more, and Katsuki wishes his boxers were off so he could feel the press of that gleaming mouth on him without cotton in the way.

He's obsessed, working over his cock head with quick fingers so that he can devote his full attention to each of the piercings, and Hobie's fingers dig into the back of his neck and the cabinet rattles as he thrusts into those incredible moves. He can barely keep his eyes open, he feels fucking pulled into shreds, Hobie has lost control of his hips, his voice, his goddamn heart all to Miles.

[tuituipupu]

daydreaming about my 25th in feb 💭

[boleynqueenes]

nowe thus in chronological order (so far)...IF anyone cares <3

December 1518

December 1521

December 1525

1526 (short excerpt), 2

January 1526 (short excerpt)

February 1526 (short excerpt)

March 1526

March 1526 (short excerpt)

December 1526

1527 (short excerpt)

March 1528 + March 1528

October 1528

December 1528

Late 1530 (short excerpt)

Late 1530 (short excerpt, 2)

February 1531

February 1533

October 1533 (short excerpt)

February 1534 (short excerpt, before 'read more')

Summer 1534 + short excerpt (reblog, 2nd one)

September 1534 + September 1534 + September 1534

December 1534 (excerpt, to be added to its own chapter)

July 1535 (short excerpt)

And then the 1535 scenes (thus far) are the only ones which are traditionally linear, so I'll leave those be for now...

[0809sysblings]

the council has spoken

[brittlebutch]

officially 10K into this fic and having a realization about where I'm at on characterization so far, so i'm wondering:

[dear-mrs-otome]

Hello friends. Would you like to meet the antagonist of Faust's route? The dastardly entity responsible for untold pain and misery, for putting our intrepid couple through the metaphorical wringer? The arch-enemy of mankind for centuries??

(spoilers behind the cut)

Here you go! Yersinia pestis, or Y. pestis to its friends, in all its gram-negative, electron scanned, color enhanced glory.

Aww, but Mrs O, you say, it's so cute! Look at its widdle fimbriae waving hewwo! Its pastel pink Lisa Frank inspired palette!

But don't be fooled! This tiny cold-blooded killer is responsible for more deaths than possibly any other infectious agent in the history of humankind - we all know it as the bubonic plague. The Black Death. It's cut down hundreds of millions of people over the course of human history, and it is still a threat today.

Transmitted to humans primarily by the bite of fleas, Y. pestis is a nasty character - without treatment, mortality rates upon infection are 30% - 90%. It sets up shop in a nearby lymph node, gets busy, and the resulting damage causes tissues to die. Victims tend to develop large, swollen, and painful lymph nodes called buboes, which is where the illness gets the name 'bubonic plague'.

One thing to note though, for Faust's route, is that while we generally think of this type of plague as THE plague...there are two other forms an infection with Y. pestis can take. A septicemic infection, where the bacteria enter the blood stream rather than the lymph nodes and which is almost always fatal, and a pneumonic version. This one here is the stuff of epidemiology nightmares. It often is the result of inhaling airborne droplets from another infected individual, and it can spread from person to person very easily unlike the usual bubonic form which requires bodily contact or a bite from an infected flea. It causes fevers, weakness, and violently severe coughing, and without antibiotics is nearly 100% fatal in a frighteningly short period of time - most victims are dead within mere days. Sometimes hours.

The first major recorded outbreak of the bubonic plague was the Plague of Justinian, which began about 1,500 years ago in 541 CE and ravaged the Sasanian and Byzantine empires. It's estimated that the plague resulted in anywhere from 15 to 100 million deaths, up to 40% of the population of Constantinople at the time, and some historians believe people were dying at a rate of 5,000 per day in the capital city.

The second plague epidemic, the one many people are more familiar with, was the one we refer to as the Black Death. This epidemic began raging across Europe, the Middle East, North Africa, and Asia in the late 1330s, with Europe being hit particularly hard. By the time it was over Europe would see its population cut between 30% and 60%, and the Middle East losing about a third of its people as well. Numbers are difficult to estimate but they range from 75 -200 million dead.

There is, however, a third plague epidemic, although not as well known. In the 18th century the plague made a resurgence in SW China, remaining somewhat localized until the mid 19th century when it spread to Hong Kong and from there globally. There were outbreaks in the United States, India, many African countries, SE Asian countries, Russia, South America, the Caribbean, and most importantly for our story purposes - Europe. The largest outbreak was in Lisbon, but there were many smaller pockets of infection in various cities across the continent.

This was around the time the plague bacterium got its scientific name, Yersinia pestis, because of this man - a secondary character in our vampire love story, albeit with a slightly different name:

Say hello to Alexandre Yersin, a Swiss-French doctor and scientist.

Keenly interested in bacteriology, in 1886 he studied in Paris where Louis Pasteur was doing work in microbiology and worked on antiserum for rabies and antitoxin for diphtheria, two other famous scourges. (Antiserum, in the briefest of explanations, is basically a way to transfer antibodies from someone/something exposed to an infectious agent to a different person, thereby triggering the recipients immune system earlier and more vigorously EDITED TO ADD: this also applies to venom and this is actually how antivenom is made as well!)

In 1894, he was sent to Hong Kong to investigate the plague outbreak and it was here that he identified the bacteria responsible, the one that now bears his name, along with confirmation of its transmission route via rodents. (A Japanese scientist in Hong Kong at the same time, Kitasato Shibasaburou, independently identified the bacterium almost simultaneously as well, but because his documentations were not as clear it is Yersin who is generally credited with the initial find)

Yersin spent the next few years continuing his studies of the plague, traveling back to Paris in 1895 to develop the first anti-plague serum. It was the work of scientists like him, and so many others at this time, that paved the way for modern medicine and a path towards eradicating the diseases that have held us in their skeletal grip for so much of mankind's history.

...And perhaps, in the world of Ikevamp, that path owes just a little bit to a certain bespectacled German priest.

[vulturereyy]

Y'all I just realized... March 10th is officially Lurimol's first anniversary. And also kind of my anniversary of really getting super into hollow knight?

Sh. Should I do something?

[platonicallylovesick]

Current brother ranking has gotta be

Beel & Bel (tied for first. NO NOT JUST BECAUSE THEYRE TWINS I just love them that much

Satan

Levi

Mammon

Lucifer

Asmo

[freakrenaissance]

Just got the craziest idea:

Ok, so we all love the din fics when he falls for the new member of his crew as she takes care of lil green bean baby... but what if she has a secret?

Not just that she's kinky crazy in love with our tin can man, but that she's a part of a rare alien species: they're born in 2 parts.

No, she's not a twin. Her people are born into two bodies, that share a consciousness (to a degree) & they feel everything that happens to the other... though they have different kinks & preferences (one is sweet & soft, & the other is similar, but craves ownership & corruption), they are ONE.

Due to the fact that they're so vulnerable (if one dies, they both die), & the fact that their people are nearly extinct, they keep their alien biology a secret... their whole life...until they meet din.

Maybe it's the baby who outs them? Force sensitive toddler can't keep a secret 😆 or, they're both on the crest (one stowed away), & din comes back early from a hunt, to find the mirror image of his crush cooing over his son. Idk....

I have many ideas I'm too afraid to write down (yet), but i loved this one so much, I had to post this lil thot before I forgot it! 😬

I blame the glorious monsterfucker writers i follow for this tangent... & I'm thrilled 😆

(If anyone takes this idea & runs with it? Please, tag me 😆 I expect it to disappear into the void until I get the courage to get the laptop out, but we'll see 🤪)

[asinglesock]

they got me again and they probably can always get me again

[nadjasantipaxos]

Any tips for a fly infestation?

[ilions-end]

uh oh guys i'm only a few pages into agamemnon and i'm already hissing FUCK out loud in my living room as the chorus summarizes the sacrifice of iphigenia

PAIN BOTH WAYS

see this is why i think agamemnon is so much more interesting to approach as a tragic character within the confines of a tragedy than simplistic pop cultural "agamemnon = villain man, boo". he made a horrific choice but it was the fact that he had to choose that was horrific! "the worst will break me once i rend my child". FUCK

[mintyyyjades]

can you tell how happy i am to see paper mario gaining attention again after over a decade lol like it's genuinely made the start of pride month more delightful to Me

[thisismycorneroftheinternet]

I realize that to others, having recurrent suicidal thoughts and other violent intrusive thoughts, having several coping mechanisms that are in some way or another self-harm and dangerous habits, having difficult to control memory flashbacks out of the blue that ruin your entire mood and bring you down, and having a generally almost constant level of demotivation and negativeness, derealization and depersonalization, and sheer panicked internal anxiety and paranoia that can go overboard at any second, are not normal. But like, that's been most of my life since I was 13ish, very few times I have not felt this way. I've just learned to carry on and not talk too much about it, because it scandalizes people to hear that sort of stuff, and that means they turn against you and abandon you, because they think I am either too much to handle or am acting out too much.