#its unconnected

[clownandout]

[trainwreckgenerator]

a face you'd find on the side of a milk carton

[sereniv]

Can someone who is NOT a zionist tell me why Jewish people have so much conspiracy and hate? when did it start and why? how and why did it spread?

Preferably someone who is jewish or really knows what theyre talking about answer

[ganondoodle]

working on the shiekah arm for the totk rewrite and i actively have to force myself to not try and make a mechanically sound magic tech arm bc its a magic tech arm and doesnt need to be mechanically sound

[lesbomaticlove]

little random jackbox thing while you wait for me to post real art because my friends decided to target me specifically with these slogans on my tshirt designs

[jegulily-stuff]

*Gets up on a soapbox*

Reg isn't a Potions whizz. You just associate him with Potions because 1) he drank one and died, 2) you associate him with Slughorn, his Head of House, who was a Potions teacher, 3) he becomes a more relevant character in Half-blood Prince which also heavily features Potions.

Lily and Snape are the ones who are brilliant at potions. Regulus shouldn't just be a fanon replacement for Snape because we dont like him, they're distinct characters. Let Snape have his Potions skills and give Reg something that fits him as a character instead of always Potions.

How about Runes? It's got the secret knowledge element that fits his story, tradition and ancient history which must be important to him, and it's stuffy and book-learnt rather than practical and so is he. Or Divination? That's mystical and obscure and you kind of have to be born for it, which is on theme. Or even Transfiguration, but Sirius (and/or James) is still better at it so even though Reg is ungodly good he can never be the best and no one cares he's so good. There are a lot of fitting options.

[quaranmine]

if my current idea trajectory stands then chapter one of alpenglow will have just. an incredible amount of tonal whiplash LOL

[lunarlagomorph]

Yeep

[zeepilot]

something something umm capsnip wicked au. i don’t know how to elaborate i’ll just beam the concept into your minds and hope you pick up on it

[sannyo-appreciation-posts]

Unconnected Marketeers Stage 3

[cecropiacrown]

Hello! Could I request number 21 for the Kiss prompt for Fengqing? Would it be possible to have Feng Xin as having the insecurity simply bc you see a lot of Mu Qing having insecurities and such but a bit less so of FX?

Much love and thanks ^_^

Thanks for the ask! I took a while to think on this one and decided to combine it with another prompt that was requested of me, hope you don’t mind! :) #20 a kiss on a place of insecurity/ #21 a kiss on a scar Content Warning: implied s*xual content ; trans male character

Mu Qing just barely ghosts the tips of his fingers along Feng Xin’s sides, the touch bordering on ticklish but not quite arriving there because that warm, honey-gold skin is still hidden underneath Feng Xin’s t-shirt. The two of them have been laughing and tumbling in bed for quite some time now—nuzzling, kissing, touching—and Mu Qing is down to just his pants and boxers, but Feng Xin is still fully clothed.

As Mu Qing’s hands reach the bottom of the shirt, he dips his fingers just below the hem, not quite grabbing the fabric but clearly stating his intentions. The atmosphere between them has grown serious and, as the two men lock eyes, Mu Qing sees the moment Feng Xin’s face falls.

“Hey,” Mu Qing says, low and gentle, trying to soothe a worry that’s quickly taking root in Feng Xin’s mind. Ah, but he can see it in the other man’s eyes. He’s spiraling.

“A-Xin, it’s alright.”

Mu Qing pulls his fingers back and presses his palms flat onto Feng Xin’s lower stomach, already rubbing circles with his thumbs in an attempt to keep him grounded.

“You know it can stay on if you want it to. It’s okay—really.”

Feng Xin is biting at his lip, contemplation tugging his thick brows down into a furrow. He’s still holding Mu Qing’s eye contact but something tense swims behind his gaze and Mu Qing can tell he’s more in his brain than in the moment. 

“I’m sorry, A-Qing,” and then Feng Xin’s pretty amber eyes fall dejectedly to the bed, his head tilting with them as his shoulders slump. Mu Qing’s heart could break right there in his chest.

“Hey, c’mon now. None of that.” Mu Qing reaches a palm out to Feng Xin’s cheek, gently cupping his jaw and raising him back up to meet his eyes. “You don’t need to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Mu Qing waits patiently for Feng Xin to agree before he continues. That small nod comes slowly and Mu Qing can tell Feng Xin doesn’t completely believe him.

“Do you want to stop, or do you want to keep going? Like I said, you can keep it on if that’s what you need, A-Xin.”

Feng Xin, the good listener he is, takes his time to think about his answer. Mu Qing watches that pink tongue dart out to lick those soft, plump lips and it takes all his willpower to not surge forward and kiss Feng Xin right there and then. His stomach swirls with want and he presses his hands a bit more firmly against Feng Xin’s stomach to calm down

“I want to keep going,” Feng Xin decides, his eyes flickering brighter with some newfound determination. 

“On or off, love?” Mu Qing presses, wanting to have the clarification before they go any further.

“Off.”

Mu Qing raises an eyebrow.

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

Now he raises both eyebrows, fixing Feng Xin with a steady, serious look.

“Do you promise?”

“Yes, I promise,” and Feng Xin is so earnest it could make Mu Qing swoon if he wasn’t so ridiculously turned on.

“Okay. Just tell me if you want to stop, alright?”

“Always."

God, this man doesn’t know the sheer power he holds over Mu Qing.

Then Feng Xin smiles, his one dimple carving itself into the pretty mess of freckles on his cheek, and Mu Qing realizes that, oh, Feng Xin definitely knows.

Mu Qing leans forward, unable to resist the pull of those eyes any longer, and presses his lips to Feng Xin’s.

Feng Xin is still smiling as Mu Qing deepens the kiss, his hand coming up to rest at the back of Mu Qing’s neck as he eagerly tilts his head. With one hand steadying himself against the bed, Mu Qing brings his other hand back to the hem of Feng Xin’s shirt and tugs. He hungrily swallows the gasp his gesture pulls from Feng Xin’s lips and repeats the action.

Feng Xin parts his legs wider to accommodate Mu Qing’s body and the heady swirl of arousal seeps into the space between them.

Feng Xin licks wetly against Mu Qing’s lips, the messy thing he is, and it makes Mu Qing laugh. He presses a sweet peck to the corner of Feng Xin’s mouth and pulls back, feeling a bit smug as he sees Feng Xin’s closed eyes and parted lips careen forward in an attempt to chase him. When those pretty eyes finally open, dark and wanting, Mu Qing tugs again on the shirt, silently asking for permission.

Feng Xin’s breath is ragged, his voice already sounding wrecked as he stares up at Mu Qing.

“Do it.”

Like a bandaid, Mu Qing rips Feng Xin’s shirt up over his head in one quick motion. He tosses it nearby on the chance Feng Xin changes his mind and needs it back on, but doesn’t give Feng Xin time to even think about being self conscious before he’s kissing him again, slow and sweet.

Mu Qing murmurs against Feng Xin’s lips, “You are so beautiful.”

He places his hand firmly on Feng Xin’s side, kneading the skin in patient, grounding presses of his fingertips, and starts to trail kisses down his jaw. Mu Qing lets his lips map out each freckled constellation, not in any sort of rush, as he eases Feng Xin into the moment and further into the mattress.

He feels the hammering of Feng Xin’s pulse under his lips as he kisses the underside of the other man’s jaw and he can’t help but nip at the skin there. He whispers praise against Feng Xin’s burning skin, his voice rough with a kind of need only Feng Xin can bring out in him

“My gorgeous,”

He kisses down Feng Xin’s neck, licking at the dip of his collarbone.

“Precious,”

His next kiss is pressed right at the start of Feng Xin’s left pec, the heart that lays underneath beating faster and faster.

“Handsome Feng Xin.”

Feng Xin’s top surgery scars meet in a little dip right above his breastbone; a warm, purpley-brown tone much like the color of the sweet skin between his legs. Mu Qing presses his last kiss right to this spot, soft and lingering and worshipful. Feng Xin whimpers at the touch, his face twisted as he fists his hands in the sheets. He always needs this moment of discomfort before it breaks into acceptance and he lets himself breathe and be adored in the way he deserves.

Mu Qing listens for that quiet sigh before he peeks up at Feng Xin’s face. He finds his eyes closed, those dark lashes splayed across the tops of his cheeks, and a small smile on his lips. He presses one more kiss to this spot and watches the smile grow, his own heart expanding with it, and thinks, truthfully, that there is nowhere else he’d rather be.

“I love you, Feng Xin.”

“I love you, too. So, so much."

And Mu Qing shows Feng Xin just how deep that love runs.

[majorshatterandhare]

Today I, an aromantic, was getting ready to attend a wedding… with Stranger on repeat.

[devouringyourson]

im genuinely kept up at night about this one important man in film who I've heard from multiple sources is a creep to women and yet many of my favourite actors and creators adore him??? i truly believe these people to be feminists many of them are women, many have famous wives etc who would have encountered him, many are super liberal types who i truly believe would denounce this man if they knew BUT i also don't understand how they all don't know? Like I am the bottom of the gossip tree i don't understand how they could all not know?? Like i get the super famous people get sheltered so much they maybe wouldn't hear about the seedier stuff but like he's been around long enough surely they would've heard rumours when they were also starting out. Do none of them have female assistants, costume runners ever spoken to a female AD?? have none of them ever spoken to a female friend with less power??? how do all these feminist men and women keep working with this guy??? some of them are definitely powerful enough to call him out and survive and yet no one does. maybe the rumours aren't true but I've heard it from multiple sources and i trust women esp young female crew telling each other not to be caught alone in a room with someone??? Sometimes I tell myself like oh it's fine he'll be cancelled one day but like what about half of bloody media who's his bestest friends? i hate this stupid talentless man and I want an explanation in everyone on how they 'had no idea ' cos like??? maybe it's all not true??? But like????

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads

The Water Outlaws

fantasy inspired by a wuxia classic

a woman who’s an expert arms instructor is labelled a criminal after being assaulted by a powerful man

she joins a group of rebellious bandits who fight for justice, and becomes entangled in politics both with the group and the empire - who are trying to develop powerful magical weapons

mainly queer & female cast

[lycanr0t]

see i dont actually view chilchuck as a mouseboy thats just what he kinda ended up looking like in my design for him but i didn't just slap mouse ears + jerboa tail on him for no reason.

i actually came up with it bc while watching when it said that half foots senses are better than most my immediate thought was that them just having bigger ears didn't make sense, it wouldn't give them such a huge advantage. so i considered what animals were generally small, agile, smart, had good balance and control of their bodies. something light on it's feet.

rodents were an obvious choice to reference. I liked the jerboa-like tail for the balance it could provide, where a more rat like tail seemed like it wouldn't provide much support balance wise, plus it seemed too heavy. a heavy tail with bulk would be inconvenient.

same goes for the ears. i didn't want to change the overall silhouette too much but more mouse-y ears would provide better hearing support than big human ears. being able to move them would help with direction as well. same goes for the mouse-like feet. its all about thinking about the features half foots are known for and developing from there. theyre small, they rely on stealth, balance, and detecting danger in order to avoid it. so what physical features might develop in them to accommodate these things.

[im-sorry-what-ii]

Opening Google docs for my nightly attempt at putting words on the page