#it's all for fun and flavour

[fandomsnstuff]

We're moving so i did So Much today to prep my room for staging or whatever, i didnt even get to writing until like. 9:30 or 10, so it's short and sweet today, posted with just over an hour to spare

@taznovembercelebration

Day 12: coworkers au

Lup's just trying to help Magnus out and make a little extra pocket change. Why does shit always have to go sour?

Read it on AO3

When Magnus first proposed his idea for a winter time side hustle, Lup didn't think it'd really get off the ground. Who was going to pay to have someone put up their outdoor Candlenights decorations for them? Decorating is half the fun of the season. But she agreed to help when she could.

Turns out, a lot of people will pay for it. They had to introduce a service to just put lights along the eavestroughs. People hate doing that shit, but she and Magnus run like a well oiled machine. Neither of them necessarily need the money, but it's a nice little bonus to end the ear. Plus it gets them outside during the few hours of sunlight. Take that, seasonal depression.

Lup's up on a ladder, adjusting some of the attachments along one part of the house. Magnus is somewhere nearby, fiddling with another string, trying to untie the knot it tied itself into over the past ten months in storage. “We wrap these up nicely, don't we?” He says. “Every year, we bundle them up so we don't have to do this, and every year they're impossible!”

Lup attaches a few extra hooks to the house. “Just give it a good shake, they'll sort themselves out.” She hears the jingling of little lightbulbs clinking against each other, and Magnus exclaims happily. “Told you.” She snaps the string she's working on into the new hooks. “Alright, Mags. Give that a tug.”

Magnus plus his untangled string into the end of hers, and pulls gently on the join. The droops in the string pull taut, and the lights hang perfectly straight down. Lup nods, satisfied.

She's taken two steps down the ladder when her foot slips. She tries to throw her hands out behind her, but she lands hard against the frozen ground. “Holy shit!” Mangus runs over and drops to his knees by her side. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she says unconvincingly, “just waiting for the sky to stop spinning.”

Magnus inhales sharply. “Alright, uh, I'm gonna call 911.”

“You don't have to do that.”

“No, I super do. Because, one, you just fell off a ladder onto dirt that's been frozen solid, without any snow to break your fall, and two,” he pauses, and she can see him cringe, “I, uh, don't think your elbow's supposed to bend like that.”

She cranes her neck up to look, and she really wishes she hadn't. Her arm is laying in a way it really shouldn't be. She drops her head back against the ground. “Why doesn't it hurt?”

“Shock, probably? Just- don't move.”

“Roger.”

By the time the ambulance shows up, it hurts. The paramedics do whatever tests they have to. She wiggles her fingers and toes, she knows her name, where she is, the date, the president, all that good stuff. They stabilise her arm and load her up. Magnus stays behind so he can drive his truck and meet her at the hospital.

Once there, they do some x-rays and it turns out she fucked up her arm real bad. No concussion, thankfully. They set the bone, which hurts like a bitch, but she gets a pink cast out of it.

“I always wanted to break a bone when I was younger,” Magnus says as the nurse wraps Lup's arm in the hot pink material.

The nurse laughs. “That's pretty common.”

“I dreamed of having a red cast. Like, firetruck red. And everybody at school would see my cool red cast and sign it.”

“I'm living my dreams, babe,” Lup says. “Hot pink cast for the win.”

“Hell yeah.” He high fives her good hand.

She looks back at the nurse, “how long do I have to wear this anyway?”

“With the complexity of the break, it could be six to eight weeks."

“Eight weeks?!”

“Maybe more, if an x-ray shows that it's shifted or not healing properly.”

“It didn't feel like kids had casts on for that long in elementary school,” Magnus says.

“Simpler breaks don't need as long.”

“Damn.” She looks at Magnus, “I don't think I'll be going up any ladders any time soon.”

“Yeah, god, please don't.”

[geekabilly088]

happy hot fuzz day. remember when those mfs invented love in 2007 💘🚔🍦

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

whenever i feel the need to write poetry I stay up way too late and watch at least 10 scishow videos and I'm good to go

[vaguely-concerned]

seeing people claim that lucanis is 'bad representation' is hilarious to me because in so many ways he's really the closest anything has ever gotten to capturing my own personal experience. sorry for being bad real life queer and mental health/neurodiversity representation folks 😔 I'll take time to reflect and do some work on myself and try to do better in the future

[dollypopup]

The way some of y'all talk about Luke Newton is just. . .I need this fandom to check itself with a swiftness, because the very thinly veiled ableism is ENOUGH. Like it is WILD to see, in the year of our lord 2024, people either actively infantalizing or talking down this grown man.

Calling Luke Newton stupid for behaviors that are just him displaying his Neurodivergence? Ableism. Saying it because it takes him longer to answer a question is ableism. Saying it because he said something 'incorrectly' or not as eloquently on the fly as his neurotypical costars? Ableism.

Saying he's boring because he's quiet or he doesn't talk as much (because he often needs more processing time and/or has anxiety to surmount) is ableism. Knitpicking his social media and how he doesn't interact as much with a fandom that has actively been cruel to him is ableism.

Assuming Luke is out here like some helpless little lamb clinging to Nicola because 'oh, she's his comfort person!' instead of recognizing that they both lean on and like each other? Is ableism. Saying he has a one sided infatuation with her BECAUSE he needs her as said comfort person is ableism. Essentially being all 'awwww, poor wee baby, he has anxiety so thankfully his neurotypical costar is there to pick up the slack!' is. ableism. You cannot in one breath say that Nicola's love language is touch but also that Luke is the only one ever reaching to hold her hand because he needs her to ground him. That's ableism.

They both like each other. They have a very close relationship and they both clearly admire the other and like to be around one another. To frame it as him being some inept toddler and her as his more capable caretaker and 'thank God he has her to give him the save' is ableism! That's ableism, babes!! And in many cases people don't recognize that's what they're taking part in, but that's what it is.

He is a grown man and a hell of an actor. Yes, he's quieter than some of his costars. Yes, he contemplates what he says in his mind before he says it, and it takes him some time to do so. Yes, he doesn't behave the way his neurotypical peers do. He doesn't have to. He won't- because he has a neurodivergent brain. And he shouldn't have to behave as a neurotypical person or an 'acceptable' neurodivergent person to have respect from people who claim to be his fans.

He's been outspoken and unapologetic about being a neurodivergent actor with ADHD and dyslexia and how that can contribute to difficulties in the current media machine. He has discussed his coping mechanisms. He has specifically done so because he knows how difficult it can be to be a neurodivergent person in the limelight, and he uses that spotlight to show other neurodivergent actors they can be successful, too. And people saw this openly neurodivergent man and said some mad out of pocket nonsense about him.

As the tour comes to a close, I just really need people to look back on their beliefs and viewpoints during it and do some reflection, because I am side-eying a LOT of takes that have gone largely uncontested.

[sysig]

Maybe something with Mousey being jealous of Hunter and Smoker for one reason or another? hehe

Day 7 - There might be a reason for that

Bonus:

[gingermintpepper]

I think a lot about the depictions of Troilus' death that feature Achilles trying to prise him with a gift of doves instead of the immediate promise of death.

I've alluded to it before, but I tend to look at Achilles and Apollo as comparison cases - maybe not explicitly foils because I'm petty and that would imply that Achilles is narratively equal to Apollo and I don't want to give him that kind of honour even in a bit of casual analysis - but certainly as characters who gain a great deal of complexity when their actions are contextualised in context of each other's. The ambush of Troilus is just one of those funny little things that gets my mind a-whirring.

Because to me, Apollo's 'Troilus' so to speak is Kassandra. Kassandra, who Apollo coveted and wished to court. Kassandra, who was offered a great gift that would have undoubtedly forever marked her as one of Apollo's if she had accepted. Kassandra, who takes the gift but rejects the god and is cursed for her deception. Kassandra, whose curse makes her experience a thousand deaths over and over with no way of communicating such disaster to those around her.

The Achilles who falls in love with Troilus upon seeing his beauty and wishes to make a conquest of him is much the same to me. The biggest difference between Troilus and Kassandra though is that Troilus' rejection is much more physical. Those doves are nothing more than a symbol of the type of sacrifice Troilus would be; if he accepted them, he would die a docile death, sweet and quiet, a necessary casualty to turn the winds like Iphigenia. Except Achilles' love is nothing like Agamemnon's and it is nothing like Apollo's.

In the face of rejection, Achilles' instinct is to maim, it is to destroy. He was always going to kill Troilus - for the sake of the campaign, the boy had to die - but there was no dove's death, no quick and easy knife through the heart, no spit into an open mouth. Troilus' death is a brutal, drawn-out thing, a chase through the sand, a dragging that bruises his skin, a ripping of his hair, a violation of his flesh, a maiming of his corpse. As far as sacrifices go, it's an apalling one. None would dare to treat an animal set to be sacrificed before a god with that kind of brutality, sacrifices were meant to be blemishless and beautiful, something the gods would find appealing. Iphigenia was given away in her wedding finery, Kassandra was dressed as though to seduce a god. Troilus was a dove with his wings broken and his feathers pulled, whose death cries must've been like the terrible hollering of all birds when they try to alert their kind to a predator.

And as fucked as that is, I love it. It sets Achilles' love as this stormy, squallish thing that bleeds into his rage, it establishes that for him, love and wrath are but two sides of the same blade. Troilus was a necessary sacrifice, but he is in no way given even a modicum of the same dignity his contemporaries are and a part of me is just continually intrigued by this.

[magnuficentwo]

[Wakes up] Hey, do you ever think about Handsome Jack and wonder if he ever felt jealous of his doppelgangers ? I think he did. I think sometimes he would look out to see someone who looks and acts so much like him, someone meant to be an exact copy of the man he presents himself as, but they just Feel better. Not that they are better; no one could ever beat the real deal, after all, but something about their performance sets them aside from him, and it bothers him a lot. Because they are different people with different experiences, maybe it impacts how they perceive certain actions and niceties, and maybe that means they're just a little bit better at some things than he is, but he can't for the life of him figure out what it is. Kindness seems to come to so many of them so easily, the kind of charitability that a superhero has while saving the day, and he yearns to be able to do that as effortlessly as they do, but it just doesn't come naturally to him. He has to really try to be kind like that, and it drives him mad how hard it is. It makes sense on paper and it makes sense if he logics it out, but actually going through with it is too difficult. He's stuck in place because he's missing the one component he needs to finish a transaction and it frustrates him to no end. Handsome Jack looks at his doppelgangers who pretend to be him and thinks, for an agonizing second, wounding his ego in the process, "Why can't that be me. They are already pretending to be me, but they're not, they're like a better version of a man I already am". And then he tries not to think about it as hard as he physically can. But sometimes it lingers. Sometimes, he wonders if maybe the issue isn't with them being better; it's with him. He is a prototype to be improved on, while they're the shiny new models ready to go out and do things. But he doesn't want to be like that ! He can't be ! He's the main attraction, he's what's being sold here, so he can't possibly need improvement. Sure, he's jealous of how easily it seems for these people to slip into his own skin and personality without having to go through the agony it took for him to mold it, and he hates how it seems like people enjoy having conversations with them more than they do with Him, The Real Guy, but surely. Surely. SURELY it's nothing to be examined. He doesn't need to look into it that much. He's fine. Everything is fine. Anyway,

[polkadotpatterson]

Rules: Make a poll of your favorite female characters (no limits - as many or as little as you want) and see which your followers like the most!

inspired by @waveridden! thought it would be fun to do an entirely blaseball version :)

[riddlesnap]

Let's be honest here - being in a relationship with Edward would be rough even at the best of times, not just because he's a raging narcissist but his subconscious aversion to love and intimacy in general what with having received so little of it growing up. As a child, there was no such thing as "unconditional love" - friendships were more akin to bartering chips with both parties using one another, cordiality lasting only as long as the other was useful. Almost all of Edward's relationships have played out in the same way. His father was at best gruff when Edward was quiet and stayed out of his way while praise from his teachers came only when he'd succeeded at some task or test. Other children were only nice to him when they wanted something and in time Edward took it all in stride, learning to treat others the same. In an actual relationship, Ed probably wouldn't be sure of what he even wants. He's been alone for as long as he can remember and honestly, he's alright with that. It's worked out well for him so far but on the off-chance somebody does attract his attention, there is a lot of possibility for things to go horribly wrong, for Edward to take things the wrong way. He'd be hesitant and mistrusting for the longest time, just waiting for that other shoe to drop, to see what it is that somebody wants from him now. It's the greatest riddle for him really, why somebody would want to be close to him of all people when all love seems to do is get people hurt, when it's transactional as all hell. He much prefers his riddles and games; they're a lot more logical and play out as you'd expect them to.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

Just found your class swap au and I have absolutely fallen in love! I'd love to hear basically everything about it! Especially like what subclasses they might be!

Also the art is so so so good!!! They're all so expressive!!! Ahhhhh!!! I'm just here screaming as I look at they over and over again!!!

thank you I'm glad ur enjoying ur time here! we don't got everything in place yet (bc that requires like, writing lol) but I do have some ideas of subclasses if that's what ur looking for here. riz I'm thinking college of whispers -> college of lore, gorgug's domain of peace -> domain of twilight, fabian I think starts out as phantom rogue and then swashbuckling rogue + some levels in ranger? kristen I think starts out with wild magic idk if she'd move away from that. maybe lunar sorcery? fig is currently either path of the giant or totem warrior but I imagine she will also pick up at least two more classes (paladin definitely one of them which lol. lmao). adaine I'm thinking battlesmith -> armorer + some levels in fighter. that's about it for now

[suckinitup]

I still think about the Siberian sometimes and the reveal that it was some fuckass loser cosplaying as his dead daughter like. Sir?? Fucking Hello??? You Pressed Your Tits Up Against A 16 Yo. Like it was fucked regardless but there's wildly different flavours to "murderous old woman attempts to seduce girl to violence and corruption" and "murderous old man attempts to seduce girl to violence and corruption but it's somehow incest and he's catfishing her also." Idk I'm just sick and tired of old men being creeps in fiction and the Siberian in general felt a lot less cool once her reveal was "dude playing video game where protag is naked daughter." WHERE are my old woman creeps... and can we get less incest

[hawkeish]

I’m actually quite glad that mary kirby (the woman that you are) confirmed lucanis hasn’t slept with anyone prior to a romanced Rook. not that having sex is somehow bad or distasteful - it’s a natural and neutral thing; if you’re consenting adults in a safe environment, get your end away - but I love the subversion of the sexy assassin who’s only here to seduce you

[love-is-a-pearl]

IDK why im doing this but,

AOA mini skirt would be a great ShinHika song.

Mitski's Pink in the night goes really well with Amour.

Free Throw Pallet town for Palletshipping is a match made in heaven.

[chocolatewoosh]

Just a Pete doodle to chill after work! Put 'em in an ugly sweater because I could <3

[orlock-artbook]

Got into the swing of things by doing a Drawfee Stream Draw-along: basically, the premise is you turn on a drawfee stream, follow along with the prompts, and draw in/with the time that they do on stream.

Prompts were: Cursed Bird (Ornifex DarkSouls2), Drawfee Mug Miitopia PopStar, Modern Dungeon Meshi (Laios), and Lycaon/The Wolf From ZZZ. (Only Lycaon had a reference because I did not know what/who that was). Posted 25th July, 2024