#mish-tea

[blondebrainpowered]

1920's Egyptian Revival inspired evening gown by renowned New York fashion designer Sally Milgrim

[jeanmoreaux]

rotating "Intimacy is the only shield against insanity. Intimacy, not knowledge. Intimacy, not power." so fast in my head i suffer from vertigo

[paperglader]

as a little lesbian with insomnia, the existence of laudna’s lullaby as an actual song that i can play on my little music app is very much appreciated 💕

[emblemxeno]

It's 5am where I am so I'm no doubt gonna regret posting meaningless whining about my favs compared to other characters when I wake up but rn who tf cares

I'm still incensed under the surface about how Byleth gets a better reception than Corrin, and how Corrin specifically is represented in a grand scheme of the FE franchise, mostly with Heroes.

"Corrin gets positions and authority when he doesn't deserve it!" then silence for Byleth when he gets a teaching position, and later either the archbishop spot or outright becomes king of an entire continent.

"Corrin's dragon powers aren't used in the plot enough!" Byleth's powers are only ever plot device fodder, are mechanically indistinct from other FE protag powers before and after him, and have terrible ludonarrative applications.

"Too many people worship Corrin!" About 70% of the cast's morality when defecting from their home (and sometimes partaking in harming it) is dictated by Byleth having enough tea parties with them, after being enrolled in a job he wasn't qualified for

"Corrin's character and personality is bad" Byleth doesn't even have one, he's just a dialogoue choice generator

"Corrin is the worst FE rep in Smash, had the worst trailer, and is representative of FE having imbalanced representation" FE has a clone/Echo fighter problem and consolidating Roy, Lucina and Chrom into Marth as alt skins a la Bowser Jr. would auto fix that controversy given the Smash community's "if I don't see it, it doesn't exist" approach to character slots; there is no universe where a trailer showcasing one of the worst villains in 3H-and the FE series as a whole-is better than even the cringiest lines in Corrin's trailer; there is more unique properties and applications just in Corrin's side special than there is in Byleth's entire kit, which was really a mish-mash of different Smash archetypes, inlcuding ones other FE characters covered. Not to mention the fucking PNG Sothis Final Smash with the embarassing lip flaps, jesus.

Every problem that Corrin is accused of having, Byleth does it worse. Every problem that Byleth gets jabbed with, eventually gets redirected back to Corrin for "starting it."

And it's seen as justified, because why? Well, 3H is a "better" game of course! After all, it's the best selling one! If it sold that much and was so well received that means it must have done everything exponentially better than Fates did! (ignore the fact that Fates was the best selling game in the series before 3H please). Why wouldn't Byleth simply be objectively, immutably better than Corrin in every metric going by this logic?

And, like always, CYL is gonna reaffirm this again for everyone. Cuz why wouldn't Byleth get so many votes last year despite him getting a great Christmas alt just the month before? He deserves it after the female version already won after all! And why wouldn't he win this year when he's guaranteed an Emblem alt in the future, and most likely to be on one of Valentine's, Children, or Wedding banners?

It made sense for the Robins to win one after the other cuz they're cool and awesome and not weak and annoying, so it makes sense for Byleth too!

Why would Corrin get this "it's his turn treatment" when he's not a good character and the female version only won because everyone knows she's just dumb fetish bait 🤪🤪🤪/s

It's just... so infuriatingly transparent. Even Male Alear isn't hit with this quite as hard tbh, because at worst he had half the votes Female Alear did, whereas M!Corrin at best had barely over a third of F!Corrin. And that only fuels my perspective on how M!Corrin, for all his alts, always feels like his presence is treated compulsory and obligated, and F!Corrin is always sold with "she's hot, who cares" in mind.

FE fans made it clear that Corrin's character was hated, so the solution became to sell the Fem one for horny whales, and have the Male one just slightly behind in numbers to keep up the illusion of fairness (while always making him inferior in gameplay).

All that just for Byleth, a non-character, to get every excuse and love from a fandom that hated Corrin for the same issues he has. Crazy.

[writeblood]

What type of tumblr user Hogwarts Legacy characters would be

Note, I haven’t actually been part of tumblr culture since the 2010s

Sebastian

cursed memes, infodumping on extremely niche topics, and extremely tumblr style humour.

The guy who knows precisely how to respond to someone saying ‘I like your shoelaces’.

He’s never watched Supernatural in his life but read up on all 25 seasons when the superhell penultimate season finale hit.

Gets into drama with anon asks.

political takes that are usually decent and anti-capitalist, except for one opinion that got him canceled

Sebastian once spent a night accidentally reblogging NSFW content to his main blog instead of his side one so now 50% of his fetishes have been exposed.

Every photo and video he posts/reblogs, he adds a description caption so Ominis can also be subjected to his taste in memes.

Ominis

primarily text and music based, but will occasionally have videos of nature or architecture.

A lot of quotes from angsty classical literature and MCR.

His tagging is methodical and precise.

He has a huge following because one time he posted a photo of himself (taken by Sebastian) and it went viral.

Has his asks turned off and follows less than 30 blogs.

Someone once posted an expose on him, calling him a trust fund kid, but since it was mostly screenshots without description captions he never came across it.

Anne

she has one tumblr that all her friends follow her on and one secret tumblr that’s the dark side, depression, venting diary kind of stuff.

When the site went through another round of content moderation, she deleted it.

she also accidentally deleted her main blog oops...

Her normal tumblr is skateboard trick videos, small fandom media, and a mish-mesh of whatever catches her interest for the month.

She really likes the elaborate, artsy makeup looks even though she herself rarely wears it.

reblogs posts related to chronic illness and eye related disability

Her humour is ‘just girly things: waking up covered in blood’

Poppy

sooo many cute animal videos.

Has a very cutesy layout with an animal cursor.

Some people hate her blog because it has an autoplay music widget playing MARINA/Olivia Rodrigo.

She has anon asks turned off but will respond to account asks.

Occasionally reblogs a vegan/animal activist post.

She has a few close friends and will not hesitate to reblog their posts with encouraging comments.

Natsai

on the multi-lingual side of tumblr– english, french, and swahili

Lots of funny personal anecdote stories

Reblogs feminist posts that either deal with actionable things (protesting, community organising, safety) or talking about feminist public figures

Reblogs black hair tutorial/pics with the mindset that she’ll try it out but never does.

martial arts videos but the realistic ones

Likes a lot of special effects art in movies/tv shows so if you follow her with SFW filters turned off, you might see some fake blood.

Amit

studyblr, langblr, and a little bit of geeky stuff

okay, it's a lot. He's a fan of non-DC, non-Marvel comic and Star Trek

will write a 900 word breakdown of that one specific scene and its symbolism

too ashamed to openly admit he reads fanfic but reblogs a lot of posts from accounts who do

Imelda

1 post complaining about the complexities of using tumblr

3 posts related to women's football (soccer for americans)

1 personal video of her scoring the winning goal for her team

1 post and response to clowning on Garreth

'last posted 1 year ago'

MC

I’m using my OC Anesidora Fig from Shadow consumes the Sun (link in profile)

Used to have one of those semi-anonymous blogs where it’s filled with aesthetic photo compilations (light and dark academia, romanticising living in old cities, tea and coffee photoshoots despite not liking the drinks), but then she went ‘lets be mutuals, Ominis :)’ and realised…

So she panic nuked her blog and started over.

Now it’s full of studyblr, tagamemnon gossip over dead ancient roman poets, and love/romantic poems/excerpts.

english and french language included

went viral when she posted a class project video where she edited how to train your dragon but the dragon was replaced with her pet reptile a la "Jurassic Park but with a Cat" (OwlKitty)

When she starts to fancy Ominis, her reblogged love quotes start to focus more and more on his specific attributes

Since the texts she reblogs don’t have crass language or kinks, she thinks it’s entirely SFW. However, Ominis has learnt not to open her blog when he’s not alone or someone will ask him why he’s red in the face.

Her asks are open but she ignores them 90% of the time.

[j0shur]

another pretty alright day today - still on holiday with my friend’s family and having fun. friend’s dad found our bud and bong today tho so not ideal but the parents honestly aren’t mad weirdly.

we went wine tasting so the mum made me eat this morning - had some dip (like pesto kind of) on a slice of bread. i hate how alcohols like wine especially have so many calories and it’s almost impossible to estimate. i would say 2-3 glasses, no more than that.

then was forced to eat dinner so had a bit of fried rice which i only ate the tofu and vegetables from, a spring roll i ate most of, and half a crab cake.

that was it for today other than tea and water.

me and my mate are on an absolute mish to try unlock the car and steal the bud back LMAO will update tomorrow how it goes.

also thought i’d add a body check here real quick - it’s nothing impressive and i have a shit ton of loose skin bc i started at 135kg let’s remember.

[kakashixhatakesxwhore]

Smoking with Shikamaru (Clean Version)

(Dirty Version)

Warnings: Weed mentions up the wahzoo, sue me

Notes: A little Shikamaru specific headcanon list, because it feels oh so very right

Masterlist💿

Hand to God, Shikamaru smokes like a chimney and you're the only one who could ever hope to keep up with him

Something he likes about you initially is how you would come for the sesh, and stay for the hangout, listening to records with him in an otherwise silent space, not demanding anything of his company

Eventually, Shikamaru starts to invite you to one-on-one smokes - and then, it just becomes an assumption

To say you both stopped smoking with other people would be too harsh; Shikamaru was still the procurer of most of his friends' stashes and you still enjoyed a nice spliff with your friends on warm days

But, at the end of every work day, it became habitual for you and Shikamaru to meet up at a tea shop, either going to the Nara Forest, or to one of your houses during the colder months, and then spending hours upon hours rolling up and blazing, rolling up and blazing

He calls you The Doctor because of how clean and tight your cones are - Shikamaru would maintain that you're the best roller he's ever encountered, but he'd still find himself rolling with you, in friendly competition

The first time he kisses you is while you're seshing, going from an absentminded peck to a very intense lip-lock quickly

Making out while smoking became the new norm, both of you shirking the mindless chatter and actions of rolling joints to fully embrace each other for hours at a time

It still took a while longer (and your prompt) for Shikamaru to ask you to be more than a smoke buddy

As your relationship progresses, you and Shikamaru got a small bachelor's apartment and turned it into the ultimate smoking space

Psychedelic posters of your favourite bands would hug the walls, and Shikamaru would be sure to have every record mentioned by the posters at the ready

Plants were strewn all over - low effort plants that didn't need to be watered more than once a week - green potted plants and various bouquets in a mish-mash of vases (Shikamaru just can't help but buy every bouquet he thinks you'll like)

It's just perfect, laying on your bed, wrapped up in his arms, making out and letting your one hand wander as the other held your joint firmly

Shikamaru loves when you suck the smoke out of his mouth - he doesn't think he's ever seen something more erotic

Always quick to ash whatever was left, when you did that

Loves, loves, loves some this rare purple weed he got one time in the Land of Flowers - it was so sticky, it sparkled, and tasted so subtly of berry that Shikamaru was engrossed

He will settle for something more mundane of course, though never going below Maui Waui (I'm looking at you, Green Crack!!!)

Overall, Shikamaru doesn't care where he's smoking (though he prefers your apartment), or how he's smoking (though he prefers joints), or which strain he's smoking (though he prefers Granddaddy Purple)

He just wants to smoke with you

[labia-majorasmask]

JJK Men taking care of you while you're sick (at varying degrees of competency and care)

in honor of me being bedridden by my seasonal allergies yesterday, here's a crack/drabble for y'all

ft. gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma

Gojo - you text him that you wake up feeling like you got hit by a bus, and you think he's fucking with you saying that he's not around, but mans is at the pharmacy/chemist picking you up cold meds, tissues, and a lil snack (the snack is for him but he'll say it's for you). will watch tiktok compilations with you until you take a nap and then will take unflattering pics of u to show you (and his students) at a later date. will tease you with almost-kisses but won't kiss you because he doesn't want to get sick

Geto - already noticed that you were feeling off the night before and had the cold meds lined tf UP for you that morning, along with tea/a warm bev, a warm compress, and more pillows to prop up your head. will hang out with you and put on a podcast the two of you like and will put an extra blanket on you when you take a midday nap. will kiss you on the hand or the top of your head because those heal the soul.

Nanami - noticed you've been working hard and have been stressed out lately so he preemptively got cold meds, nasal spray, cough drops, a new pillow for you, and the nice tissues (you know the ones). makes you tea, soup, and jello [scientifically proven by the UoY [university of Yeetza, medical accreditation pending]] and makes sure you get enough rest. will watch mockumentaries with you while making sure the beverage you're drinking isn't coming out your nose while you both crack up. will not give you a kiss but will hold you

Toji - the one who got you sick, y'all are laid up feeling miserable a f together and share custody of the tissue box. took the last of the cold meds and does not have money to buy more. will watch trashy reality 2000s tv with you while you both chug hot bevs and chew ice chips because that is how the body heals from illness. y'all are not touching each other until you're both better, but i feel like he's down bad enough that he'd still kiss/hook up/etc with his partner even if they were sick. man is foul but i respect the dedication

Choso - is concerned that you're sick, doesn't know what to do, and brings home a mish mash of meds that are somewhat helpful (it's the thought that counts). finds a cute stuffed animal at the store, puts it through the wash while you're asleep and puts it next to you while it's still warm from the dryer. will warm up soup for you and if you ask him nicely he'll make airplane noises and feed you the soup. won't kiss you but will run you a bath and wash your hair and scratch your head and rub your shoulders and tell you about his day

Sukuna - (sukuna girlies please forgive me/don't come for me, i don't think of this man unless i'm objectifying him while i look at fanart) very mean about you being sick and bullies you to stay in bed. will throw pillows at you if you try and get up from bed, will take your phone away from you so you bore yourself to sleep. will make you make your own tea/warm bevs because he's a clinically diagnosed meanie head. will not touch you because you're sick and have germs, but will refrain from doing any fun activities without you because you're one of his preferred meatbags

Higuruma - someone give this man a raise, he'll work from home and get your meds delivered to you. will order your favorite comfort foods because he has a list of them saved in his phone, you don't even have to ask. will send unhinged tiktoks/instagram reels to you while he works and will have all of his meals with you. will hug you and kiss the top of your head, or kiss your hair while he forgets about water boiling on the stove until you both hear it overflow and sizzle

gonna scurry off into the night because i need to do paperwork that i didn't do yesterday, hope you feel better if you're sick :)

[numinousmysteries]

i'll always have a soft spot for post-requiem fics written in the summer of 2000 when we truly had no idea how things were going to play out after that absolute mic drop of an episode. writers came up with some wild and wonderful scenarios (lots of which were waaaay better than what actually happened.)

One of my faves is Promises to Keep by Prufrock's Love (which is NOT a straightforward MSR story by any stretch of the imagination and is probably not everyone's cup of tea but it is certainly mine).

For something fluffier there's My Favorite Word by Mish (and the sequel, My Favorite Day.)

And there are hundreds more of them on Gossamer here: http://fluky.gossamer.org/html/postep-07x22-1.html

any other favorites from this crazy time? bonus points if they involve mulder wearing scully's cross when he was abducted. never before had the glisten of a zipper sent a fandom so ablaze.

[doomedyuri]

CATCH UP ｡*･♡;

tagged by @pinkfey - tysm for the tag ❤️

LAST SONG: run by vallis alps, from my silwen/gale playlist 😌

CURRENTLY WATCHING: nothing atm

THREE SHIPS: at the moment i have brainrot for gale/silwen (bg3), elster/ariane (signalis) and solas/trevelyan (da:i)

FAVORITE COLOR: pink!! specifically this shade.

CURRENTLY READING: shadow and claw by gene wolfe - surprisingly flowery prose and a mish-mash of scifi/fantasy elements. i know that blend of genres isn't everyone's cup of tea but it's my fave 😌 also taking my time with the metamorphoses because i haven't read a classic like it in years

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: nothing but i'm craving a cheese + vegemite scroll something awful ngl

FIRST SHIP: trunks/me probably?? i honestly can't remember though

PLACE OF BIRTH: australia 🐨

CURRENT LOCATION: still australia 🦘

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: happily single ❤️

LAST MOVIE: event horizon

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: postgrad shit... but when i'm not doing that i'm typing up very cheesy + self-indulgent fanfic because i like having fun

tagging @avallachs @camelliagwerm @voigtvir @tolkiens @zahra-hydris @tekehu @fangmich @hawke @kugisakiis @ayrennaranaaldmeri @faarkas @toffyandsalt @cassiefisherdrake @sorceresslodge @aloyssobek @thelvadams @galedekarios and anyone else who wants to do this 💝

[squibbles-gubwee]

Sgshsvsb Well!! It's been a slow day at work so i worked on this lmao. I hope you enjoy. @tmntredline @0ddbugs @coffinpal

"Who's this little friend?"

Cool eyes blinked and looked up, spotting a particular peachy furred mutant. She smiled at Rook, and he looked back down, studying the tangerine-coloured leg being stitched onto the green body. He pulled the needle through, before prodding the seam with thick fingers and frowning. He doubled back to take care of the too-large holes he left behind with messy stitches.

"Hello again, Master Splinter. I uh… It's a cattywampus..."

"A cattywampus?"

Splinter sat down, a chair's distance between the two as she watched the man pick up the needle back up and immediately poke his thumb. The mother had snuck off this way when she spotted the blue haired human, and…well, while she wasn't using him for his access to tea, she wouldn't deny her appreciation for it. 

Her eyes flicked over towards the two paper cups from the concessions full of hot water. One was already steeping with an oolong, and there were three tea bag sachets laid out for her to choose from. 

…Did he expect her to follow him? Or was this just in case she surprised him with a visit?

(Honestly, she was a bit surprised herself. She hadn't known their group was watching this competition as well!)

"Yeah! It's, um…well, growin' up, it was like…a mish-mash monster. A beast of broken parts. I had one with floppy ears and six legs that my grandmother made for me. Lots are made from old torn up stuffies, instead of throwin' em out." The wonky, unfinished plush was lifted up, and its boxy head flopped to the side. Rook's nose scrunched in thought. "Probably for the best that it's uh…kinda messy. I think the last time I'd sewn something was in my teens…"

"How do you keep finding these breakrooms you aren't likely supposed to be in, hm?" Splinter gave a wry grin as she slid a cup closer and grabbed the cinnamon rooibos chai.

The bulky man gestured vaguely to his faux leg. "I just say I need to remove it and people give me space. Mais…I, uh, do need it off for a bit. It's killing my hip. Are you alright with…?"

Splinter waved the notion off quickly, and the human sighed in relief as he released the prosthetic limb, removing it and setting the leg on the chair opposite of him.

"Thanks. I guess a storm's coming."

"It's no trouble, do whatever makes you feel comfortable."

The two lapsed back into quiet, the fawn-furred lady taking in the moment of quiet as the navy-haired therapist turned the toy this way and that. Tang Shen took a sip of her tea, frowned, and allowed it to steep a while longer. She wished she had a bit of milk to pair with it, but it seemed fine without.

Rook liked that about Master Splinter. Normally he was painfully awkward around other folks his age. Working with kids and teens all day every day did that to you. But she was quite easy to talk to. The silences weren't harsh, and he had no real pressure to talk. She laughed when he said something about rug time instead of sneering.

(It's why he decided to just keep quiet about what he saw in that hall. He hadn't meant to find her, and instead decided space would be what the distressed woman most likely need. So, he kept quiet, and he would keep quiet.)

"So, why a cattywampus?" 

If she were closer to the human, she'd tease him for the red that bloomed on his face. 

"Well…They're sorta like gargoyles."

Her whiskers twitched at that. "Oh? How so?"

"Well, gargoyles are supposed to protect places and ward off evil, no? It's why they're on so many old buildings and stuff. Catawampus are kinda like that. They're supposed to protect their owners by scaring off bad spirits because they're tataille- creepy little monsters."

"He's going to be a pretty poor cattywampus, then. He's adorable."

Rook snickered at that. "Eh, I think he'll do just fine. I also stuffed a satchel of lavender in his belly. Put a silica pouch in it to keep the buds dry."

"Oh my, I thought that was your tea!" She gasped, gingerly taking the little beast. "How cute. He's sure to make one of your sons happy."

The red haired woman heard a choked noise and looked back over, laughing a bit at how Rook seemed to get embarrassed again. "I-T-gh. Th. They are not my sons."

"Aren't they?"

"No. Heaven's sake, miss, I'm just their therapist."

There was a knowing look in the woman's eye, but she opted not to say anything. After all, no therapist she knew of would do something like let their patients take them on an interdimensional trip to watch a bake off or a hockey game. Instead, she acquiesced, and quietly sipped her tea, brushing a strand of ruddy hair from her face.

He'd figure it out eventually.

"Still. Whichever one that's for, he's sure to love it."

The human hummed as he doubled back and reworked another seam of the half-stuffed creature. He still needed to make sure to put the rest of the fillings in later. He'd hide the fill seam with the bat wings he did up. "I hope so. I worry it's a little too childish…"

"Well… I like him," Splinter hummed, the tip of her tail hooking around the strap of Rook's bag and pulling it closer to him when she saw him reach. "I think he's a charming gift! You put a lot of care into him. Besides, I don't think something is childish just because it's a cute toy."

Rook smiled a bit as he fished out the large buttons he found that he thought would make good eyes. "Yeah…I guess you're right."

Days later (Days? had it been days? time moved so strangely in these places...) while she was heading back to the locker room, Tang Shen spotted her sons behaving perfectly normally. Leonardo was reviewing dance moves, Michelangelo was talking about baking and ratios with Donatello, and Raphael was wrapping his knees. Perfectly normal.

Perfectly suspicious.

Narrowing her eyes some, the mother stared for a moment. Leo started bouncing his leg. Mikey smiled wider. Donatello's eyes widened a bit, looking more innocent. Raphael turned his head away and went to wrap his other knee.

Perfectly guilty. They were up to something. Shen would find out what it was after she changed into some clothes she could bake in-

She could smell lavender.

Deft, clawed fingers opened the metal latch of the locker-

…only for her vermillion eyes to lock with large, slightly skewed, butterscotch yellow ones. A smudge of red below each one made her think of the red lines she and her sons were so well known for (apparently), and the tangerine stripes on the thick plush tail matched the mismatched legs.

Delicately, Master Splinter plucked the cattywampus plush up, looking over the stitches that made up the zig-zag mouth on his mint-coloured head. He was much fuller, with a bit of a pleasing heft to him. Her heightened hearing could pick up the soft, rain-like sound of small beads tumbling over one another in part of his belly and legs. The floral smell was much stronger now, but not unbearably so. She opened the velcro hidden under his tiny wings and found where Rook had tucked away the pouch of dried buds.

How utterly sweet.

"I have the perfect name for you," Splinter hummed, lifting the creature up so she could look into those yellow buttons and jaggedy smile. The big eyes gleamed in the fluorescent lights, and her own crinkled from her smile.

"King."

[blondebrainpowered]

Tsarina Maria Alexandrovna was the first wife of Tsar Alexander II and wore this silver silk and brocade dress for her husband's coronation in 1856, Russia.

[msvorderofoperations]

Been a minute, but I've got another dream journal.

So the last couple weeks I've had a comparatively mild (but still really frustrating) bout of pneumonia. This has meant that I can only sleep 2-4 hours at a time, because I'll - without fail - get woken up by an intense coughing fit. So I'm taking my sleep where I can, but it has also resulted in a lot of extremely vivid and weird dreams.

The one I just woke up from started as being in a Yakuza game (or Like A Dragon these days, since Sega is trying to distance themselves from the notoriety of the crime syndicate) taking place on a cruise ship. It was very strange, even for one of those games (the series is powerfully bizarre, containing Buddhist morality plays [sorta], business management sims involving barnyard animals as your managers, and fighting dudes who spend their money exploring the depths of the ocean so they can learn to punch out cetaceans). It began with one of the many business minigames, this one about operating tea house/host clubs. What made it truly strange though was that the way hosts levelled up was by falling asleep on the floor, unconsciously building a cocoon around themselves and undergoing metamorphosis to turn into humans with butterfly wings. There was of course competing interests in the same realm, but an investigation into their offerings showed the were doomed to fail because the themes were inconsistent and weird as fuck. Like, the hosts were dressed in very formal minimalist modern attire, but the decorations were a melange of brutalist and tiki. It made no goddamn sense.

Anyways, the next bit of the game ended up being about how staff of the cruise were slacking on their maintenance jobs, and you have to investigate. I turns out that the reason for this is because they're trying to capture a great white shark that has been tailing the ship. Since they don't have any fresh fish to chum, they have instead been luring it in with their own blood, to limited success. In standard video game fashion, you solve this problem by beating people up. You even have the option to use parts of the environment to dump them into the sea, directly into the path of the shark. But because this is a Yakuza game, there is very strict gameplay and story segregation, so they don't die and end up back on the ship once you've won the fight. The game then tells you that the shark seems to be interested only in the blood of a specific body type (which in no way lines up with sharks actual preferences), in this case wanting a human that is extremely athletic. Since the staff on the cruise lead a fairly sedentary life (dream logic, I don't believe this is actually the case) it is implied that the blood needed to capture this thing would be the main character's. But since he doesn't want to open up an artery, which is literally how the other people attempting this did it, the side mission goes unfinished.

The dream then shifts have the cruise being specifically for a graduating high school class (this was a thing at my school, though it was not nearly as bougie as it sounds. It was on a ferry with no events space and lasted maybe an afternoon). It's lasting a few days, and the ship is basically a floating amusement park, with rides, themed areas, live theatre and movie screenings. Things take a turn for the even weirder, when it becomes clear that the high school in question is basically the unhinged mish-mash of genres that is Riverdale. If you're not familiar with how off the rails the show gets, there are many video essays detailing it's complete descent into madness. Adding to the complexity of the situation, it seems the event is also taking place specifically in the World of Darkness which is a shared universe of contemporary urban fantasy role playing games, each dealing with a different community (vampires, werewolves, changelings, etc). And then to complicate things EVEN FURTHER, a bunch of movie villains from many various properties show up (in the dream I was characterizing them as all of the Dreamworks animation villains, but that is absolutely not who they were). So you had gadgeteer geniuses working alongside reality warpers, misguided nature spirits, entirely mundane businessmen/politickers, and ghosts among MANY others.

The whole conflict with them goes down in a very weird climactic event, one I can scarcely describe since even in the dream I barely had any idea what was going one. Suffice to say, it was beyond hallucinatory, but it did result in the quote unquote good guys winning. And then it all became extremely mundane stuff about docking procedures, and getting people in touch with their families to get picked up.

My dreams are so weird.

[joompheart]

Tagged by @bovid-beauty (hi :p)

Favorite Color: These days its a vague mish-mash of reds, pinks, purples, and some oranges mixed in. Maybe as examples like the very Red sky above Calid when it's clear (Elden Ring), or a bunch of the King Crimson effects in the Jojo's Part 5 anime. I could spend all day picking out pretty colors for you though so we'll leave it there.

Last Song Listened To: Sins of the Father, sung by Donna Burke. Reset my MGSV: TPP progress to do it again, guilty as charged. Though funnily it's not actually from scratch because your online data remains, you unlock a bunch of challenge tasks for espionage rank right away and I'm sitting on a huge pile of cash.

Currently Reading: Well I'm SUPPOSED to be reading "Intro to Civil War" for my reading group but I'm being incredibly irresponsible and putting it off till probably the 3-4 hours before the meeting tomorrow. After that 90% of Dune Messiah and about half of Slaughterhouse 5 are still on the to-do list.

Currently Watching: Comfort youtube stuff while I eat my late night snack and pretend it's cool to not do the reading I need to do for tomorrow. Mostly Ymfah videos these days since I'm on my fromsoft kick, started a new Elden Ring playthrough because I got excited about dual curved greatswords thinking about what build I wanted for the dlc when I get it. I'm kind of an Elden Ring hater but its got what I like and in great quantities so I'm a bit of a hypocrite about it. ARGH its got so much cool stuff mixed in with just oceans of who gives a shit.

Currently Craving: My physical needs are met, so all that's left is to put the effort in to escape the quiet dread of knowing I've got stuff to do. (Nothing serious mind you just like. Going to bed on time and doing my reading etc etc.)

Coffee or Tea: I like Coffee but I'm more likely to have Tea because I just never got on the coffee train and tea feels lighter and like it goes with more stuff. I don't have strong feelings on the matter.

Thanks for tagging me! I don't want to work on this post anymore so I wont tag anyone else right now but maybe tomorrow if I feel like it.

[venzilanddeathcult]

AWESOME SHIT IVE BEEN LISTENING TO RECENTLY HAVE A PEEP ! ! ! !! !

LONG POST COMING UP UH OH

too lazy to make that 2023 retrospective just yet so instead i'll talk about some of the albums i heard for the first time recently

MEET THE RESIDENTS

(by The Residents)

got sent this album by a moot and it's honestly one of the most fucking interesting things i've ever heard, it has this kind of silly but nicely off putting sound with the first half being this mish mash of some really odd (and enjoyable) songs that all kinda join up together with some really nice transitions and the second one having longer more ""conventional"" (for this album at least) separate songs, my favorite of which being the one i linked

some seriously good shit i'd recommend anyone reading to give it a listen even if it's not your cup of tea (it definitely is mine)

discovering this kinda stuff is one of the reasons i use tumblr in the first place

CHILDREN OF GOD

(By SWANS)

on the replies to one of my previous posts i was told this was one of SWANS' peaks and i can't say i disagree, this album is so FUCKING good every single song on it is brimming with atmosphere and there are so many highlights it's hard to choose just one, considering this album came right after Holy Money (the next album on this list, since i listened to both) it's insane how different this album sounds to their earlier stuff, but it's seriously great. haunting album and extensively memorable, definitely one of my favorite SWANS albums.

on the other side of the coin though...

HOLY MONEY

(By SWANS)

...was probably my least favorite SWANS record! (or maybe Cop)

Mind you, Greed is actually one of my favorites, and i love the way it sounds and how fucking brutal some of the songs on it are, but there's something about Holy Money that really just didn't catch me as much, and i felt the new versions of Greed songs (Fool and Money is Flesh) just really weren't that interesting, and Fool especially kind of diminished the spaciousness i loved so much about the original version.

It's still a very good album (it's SWANS, come on) but it definitely felt like a bit of an afterthought, like leftovers from the previous album that should have just been in it. The live versions of these songs go hard as fuck though listen to PUBLIC CASTRATION IS A GOOD IDEA (yeah) if you want to hear them in their fullest potential. brutal stuff.

and finally..

1000 HURTS

(By Shellac)

I fucking love Shellac's debut (At ACTION PARK), but never explored much of their work aside from it until i saw this album in a moot's top albums list, and got to thinking damn maybe i should listen to more of their stuff, and boy am i glad i did.

It was very very weird hearing Steve Albini sing after being used to Big Black and the first Shellac album, but i think he did a really solid job and i found myself enjoying his vocals a lot throughout the album

the songs were all really mean and noisy and immaculately produced like any proper Steve Albini project (them god damn drums!!!) and i've been compelled to give it a listen every time i scroll past it on my files. good shit. give it a listen

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

https://www.tumblr.com/jamdoughnutmagician/730882062233518080

I hope this is ok and I’m not sure how to just like share it to your wall kind of thing tumbler is still kind of new to me. But the picture made me think of Curtis and Honey immediately and I hope it’s ok I shared it with you. Love there story and the playful Drabble you’ve done. I connected to that so much. My life if chaos at the moment and my bf has been a trouper and so supportive. It’s such a fine line between laughing at the bad stuff or crying and he’s held me when I cried and made sure I’m laughing too. Even if he’s a cheater and tickles..

Sorry that was a rant. Either way love Curtis and Honey and thought I would share. Thank you for the moments of peace when I’m reading your stories!

Hey babes,

its a bit of a process to learn, it doesn't really let you post on walls like FB does, but you can tag someone in a post you want them to see. Or this, this is perfectly fine with me if you wanted to stay anonymous.

Thank you so much for sharing, I can see Curtis pulling this off easily. He would make it so spontaneous too that Honey is in shock for a moment before she is shouting "YES!"

Im so happy that they have been able to be a source of comfort for you during this time, hopefully things start to get calmer and more settled for you babes. Your boyfriend sounds absolutely wonderful though, an absolute sweetheart. That support, knowing when you need some light laughter or just when to cry... oof I love that for you. It's that support we all deserve. I can even forgive him that he cheats by tickling you into giggles.

You are welcome and thank you for reading them! Honestly, they have gotten this far because of you guys letting me know what they make you think and feel. I hope this little thought helps. 💛🐝

And Chill?

Curtis x Honey Drabble

Your nose was stuck in a book, but not one of those fun ones you would become so invested in that Curtis often brought you tea and snacks after a few hours because you had forgotten.

This book was the newest teacher's handguide and it was reading as stiff as a stereo instruction manual. Already you had doodled along all the edges of the pages with random little pictures trying to keep yourself awake.

And the house was quiet, Curtis having left to help Grey and Edgar with a weekend project. So not even he could help distract you this time with it. So when you started humming along with the Halloween theme song, it clicked that the noise was coming from outside of the picture window. "What the hell?" You flung the book aside and got up from the couch to go peer outside.

Moving aside one of the gauzy curtains, you saw Curtis standing in the front yard, his black trench coat tails flipping in the bit of wind bustling the leaves around the yard among the Halloween decorations, above his head he was holding a cardboard sign reading "Horror Movies and Chill?" with a sketch of what looked like Micheal Myers peering around a bush. The music came from what looked like a dusty old tape player at his feet.

You waved quickly before bolting for the door and dancing out onto the porch. "Yes! Big giant YES!" You giggled as he let his arms drop the sign to tuck under his arm and reached to grab his boom box that was still doing the ominous theme song. "I can make us some snacks and pop some beers." You excitedly said while going down the stairs to meet him.

"No need Pretty Girl, already ordered us some takeout. You my Love just gotta get into comfier clothes than those. Although..." He leaned back a bit, smirking as his eyes fell down your teacher's outfit. "Keep on those stockings?"

"I will surprise you... Horror movies and just chill huh?" You tilted up to catch his mouth, sharing a kiss that you both grinned into.

"Cuddles too, all the cuddles Honey. Promise."

"Perfect, just what I was hoping for today, Curtis." You reached for the boom box's volume, turning it up when it switched to the Ghostbusters song, dancing away back up the stairs with a sway of your body, glancing at Curtis over your shoulder.

Curtis was right behind you, crowding you playfully through the door with a press of his body and the graze of his beard against your neck, making you tingle. Tonight was already so much better.