#not to mention the wildfires

[nice-bright-colors]

This beauty right here paired nicely with my Mac & Cheese dinner. She’s a 10.5

Not exactly sure about dragons in Belgium, but I’m willing to learn.

[envy-stims]

penis typo stimboard

[throwawayasoiafaccount]

I love that one of the roles fire plays in this series is to represent how all consuming desire can be, and how it’s framed as something that can be world ending when uncontrolled.

So naming unnatural, untamable green fire ‘wildfire’ is therefore a stroke of genius. It’s the representation of how we humans manufacture our own doom in the pursuit power, of how uncontrolled desire will eventually blow up in our faces.

And the fact that barrels and barrels of it sit fermenting under Kings Landing, Westeros’s breeding ground of maniac desire, and the capital the ambitious and corrupt flock to for what it promises? It’s perfection!

[shoezuki]

natasha has been like. the first character other than sampo or gepard to ever be mentioned in this fic from the first ch and im happy shes finally here. cuz the relationship she n sampo got going on is So Interesting to me. i mean in game sampo is very intriguing to me like theres obviously some level of trust there and a mutual respect considering nat trusts sampo to do jobs for her and sampo goes to her when the trailblazers are in trouble. and him bringing natasha medicine is kinda huge considering his 'selfish' character. like. i dig them having a major mutual understanding and trust towards one another that goes into being protective of each other. i love their situationship

but also i just now realized that. all the other characters in this fic besides sampard will be women and every woman introduced so far has yelled at or at least argued w gepard at some point. lets go girls

[playawner]

Please, don't ignore what's happening in Chile right now. The fires has been invading our cities, our regions, and has taken many nature as well as people and houses. No person deserves to lose their house, their relatives, their pets, or EVEN their own life.

I myself saw the fires when it happened, they nearly went to my own house. I was able to see the smoke and fire at my own windows. It was bad until the point where we didn't had light for a day and internet for entire days, with terrible signal instead. If it wasn't for the wind, or for the firefighters and support attending in time, I would probably be homeless right now. Either that, or just dead.

We need your support, our cities are currently in danger by the ranging wildfires, and it is confirmed to be more terrible than any past events we had before. Any support is appreciated, even by just bringing small awaraness!

If you are Chilean, you can donate to the firefighters via BancoEstado, is at the first option in the reccomended foundations at the moment. I believe someone also made a paypal for people who aren't from Chile, if you have the link you can send it in reblogs!

Spanish translation below cut:

Por favor, no ignoren lo que está pasando en Chile. Los incendios han estado invadiento nuestras ciudades, nuestras regiones, y han quitado nuestra naturaleza, gente y hogares. Ninguna persona merece perder su casa, sus parientes, sus mascotas, o INCLUSO su propia vida.

Yo mismo ví el fuego cuando ocurrió. Casi llegó hacia mi propia casa. Podía ver el humo y el fuego en mis propias ventanas. Fue tan terrible que no tuvimos luz por un día ni internet por varios días, con terrible señal. Si no fuera por el viento, o por los bomberos y la atención hacía este a tiempo, lo más probable es que estuviera en la calle ahora. Eso o que estuviera muerto.

Necesitamos tu apoyo, nuestras ciudades corren peligro, y se ha confirmado que es más catastrófico que cualquier otro evento que tuvimos en el pasado. Cualquier apoyo es apreciado, incluso teniendo algo de conciencia!

Si eres Chileno/a, puedes donar a los bomberos en BancoEstado. Es en la primera opción en las fundaciones recomendadas por ahora. Yo creo que alguién también hizo un paypal para las personas que no viven en Chile, si tienen el link puedes mandarlo en los reblogs!

[adelaidedrubman]

wip wednesday....... LOSERS’ edition.

(that’s every day with my characters but) i decided to kick off wip wednesday, and use it as an excuse to belatedly post the sentences written for the losers of the wip poll from a while back. in part because i lost the post with who wanted to be tagged in the losers post yeah. so, decided to share as a wip day buffet to the usual suspects instead (on that note, this is always a no pressure tag with no expectation you have to read in order to tag me back, but an extra bonus no pressure disclaimer please nobody feel obligated to read every excerpt even if you want to read one.) 

sending tags TO my beloveds @henbased @florbelles @unholymilf @belorage @socially-awkward-skeleton @corvosattano @inafieldofdaisies @direwombat @roofgeese @shallow-gravy @derelictheretic @strangefable @8bitpizzacoupons @stacispratt @orionlancasterr @v0idbuggy @jackiesarch @nuclearstorms @strafethesesinners @firstaidspray @clicheantagonist @simplegenius042 @miyabilicious @ladyofedens-blog @nightbloodbix @poetikat @voidika @ishwaris @confidentandgood @ri-a-rose @cassietrn @wrathfulrook @schoute @bluemojave @afarcryfrommymain @trench-rot @blissfulalchemist @shellibisshe @roberthouses @indorilnerevarine (+ open invitation + psa i am moving to an opt-in tag list soon so if you would like to keep/start being tagged please like or comment here.)

without further ado, the wips that just couldn’t rise to meet the #HANKSWEEP. these are in descending order of number of votes, so longer excerpts towards the top. credit to @derelictheretic for the text dividers i used here to break it up + make it visually easier to read your excerpt of choice.

HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER: 8 VOTES. the john/jestiny fake dating post getting dumped by their respective polycules au. here’s 8 sentences i wrote for chapter three following the poll, which i’m hoping to be able to post in full sometime this week.

“You crashed my boat.” “No shit!” she spat back, butting her forehead against his. “You shouldn’t have been fucking distracting me!” His brow twitched, his body tensing further. “You crashed. My. Boat!” “And did you get some kinda fuckin’ head injury during it or something?!” she barked. “The boat crashed —” “You crashed —” “— you have sufficiently fuckin’ established that.” She shoved her hand harder against his collarbone, digging her nails into the mass of his shoulder. “So how about instead of sitting around goin’ off like a broken record you get the fuck off me and help me shove this thing back into the water? I’ll even give you the honor of driving the piece of junk back to the marina, since you have such a minnow up your ass about me doing it.”

FIELD NOTES: 8 VOTES. working title for jenna’s canon, set pre-reaping. i’ve had trouble getting this one started beyond stray excerpts because i want to format it in a style that’s new for me, epistolary storytelling through research notes, emails, etc. mixed with traditional narration. on that note, i played fast and loose with tallying the sentences here due to the first part being in segmented shorthand, so it’s technically over count.

8:14 PM - Luggage Inventory, Convent Living Quarters. -Small but visible damage to zipper on inner pocket of main suitcase. Bending of teeth bent at approx. two inches from base. Zips with minimal effort, contents of pocket accounted for.  -Approx. 10ml fluid missing from water bottle clipped to handle, visual estimate. Check for leaks/transfer remaining fluid for lab analysis to be added to agenda.  -Slight tears to lining at  A gentle series of knocks drew Jenna from her journal, eyes settling on the peeling eggshell white paint and warped wood of the exterior door opposite the foot of her bunk. She flicked her eyes to the open doorway at her left to confirm that none of the women in the adjoining cabin appeared to have intentions of crossing the invisible barrier of privacy given to her as a ‘special guest’ with a ‘room all to herself’ and answering the knock themselves before climbing down from her bed to cross the short length of the room.  She left the journal open with cover flat atop the mattress and pen tucked into its gutter. It would just as easily read as an accounting of damage done by the airline on the flight over, were John to keep up the established pattern of indirect but relentless restless prying.  Jenna admonished herself for the intellectual laziness of making assumptions as she peered through the crack in the door she opened, finding it wasn’t John who stood there at all.  “I just wanted to see that you were settling in alright,” Faith greeted with a soft smile, dropping the hand that had knocked to fold into the one hovering at her waist, lacing the fingers together with palms pointed towards the ground.  She seemed careful not to touch the frame of the door, to do anything to tangibly intrude into Jenna’s space, but rocked forward on the balls of her feet to lean just past the threshold,  in subtle elicitation of an invitation to enter.

INFERNO: 3 VOTES. a simple lil role reversal au, baptist!jestiny/deputy!john.

He was sure if there were any onlookers watching as he stepped gently and deliberately along the slick mud of the riverbank to weave himself into the throngs of faithful, they would think he looked less like a Deputy County Attorney approaching a potential key witness, and more like a moth drawn to a flame.  All the better, he thought. He knew how to carefully craft a misleading image, too. 

AMERICA’S SWEETHEART: 3 VOTES. i never really planned to write anything in this verse or make it a cohesive story, but if i were going to i would want to do it exclusively through the pov of people just trying to do their job being forced to interact with johnjess. so here’s me playing with that, and with trying to use present tense for something besides the opossum fic. also i did lines instead of sentences because there were lots of short ones oops.

“They were national news. Were,” Penelope corrects with a hiss of derision. “When they were tried. I’m not driving four hours to Hope County every time the court has to deny the habeas corpus petition of the month! I mean, for the love of god, Stuart — I was a Peabody nominee.”  He shrugs as he folds in the temples of his glasses, carefully placing them on the desk beside his tea. “Was,” he grants flatly. “A nominee. You didn’t win.”  The stiff leather of his chair creaks in complaint beneath his shifting weight as he pauses a beat, tacking on, “The paper will be generous with reimbursing travel expenses, of course. There’s a new little resort that popped up at one of the marinas I’ve heard is actually quite nice. Has a spa and everything.”

MINE’S BIGGER: 2 VOTES. a verse vague john/jestiny silly little oneshot that is nsfw adjacent (excerpt fully sfw).

John swatted away the hand attempting to puncture the delicate silk lapel of his robe with the point of the badge, knocking the bronze star down to clatter against the hardwood.  “It doesn’t exactly require high-caliber deductive reasoning to see how desperately you’re trying to deflect right now,” he huffed, pulling up the neck of his robe with a protective grip.

JOIN ME IN THE SKY: 1 VOTE. a silly little john/jestiny airline crew au, john is a pilot and jestiny is a flight attendant. (ft. suffering crew members nick rye and mary may fairgrave.)

“What I’m doing is my duty as the Captain of this crew to see that its members are in line and following orders,” he bit out, shoving past Nick to take his place in front of the door to the absent flight attendant’s room. “Kindly see to it that you’re not the next subordinate in need of attention.”

…seriously? who the fuck was the one person who voted for wildfire? turn on your location i just wanna talk. but here. ““chapter 19””” or whatever

It had never been her particular habit, but as she watched billowing black smoke rise from the short, torn and twisted metal remnants of the frame of the silo with the heat from its explosion flaring hot on her cheeks, Jestiny thought she could understand now why some people enjoyed smoking after sex.

[dad-friend]

ok listen. i know hbomberguy said he doesnt wanna become the type of youtube who spends their time doing drama videos or ruining ppl careers but like. if somebody doesnt start doing crazy detailed research on ryan hall, yall then i will

[depravedangelbaby]

ohmyg-d i absolutely love firbolgs too!! i’m basically a firbolg honestly

-feral lesbian anon

I've only played a firbolg once before, so I'm very excited to play another!! I recently played a half orc too n that was sooo much fun. I like playing tall PCs lol I'm a lil halfling irl!!

[jkpng]

top 5 on ly tear? 👀 solo songs included or not. whatever makes it harder for you

u just want to see me suffer dont u. and here i thought we were friends. but ill play along with ur sick and twisted charades i guess 🙄

NOT including solo songs bc its way too hard for me to place singularity. bc its magnificent and excellent and deserves top 5 easily but i dont actually listen to it that often cuz its a lil slow for me 😭 i mostly listen to it when i need smth calming or i fall sleep to it 😞 but one of the best songs for sure shes just in her own separate league in my brain yk

1) outro tear bc its like. the crown jewel of the album the namesake. and its got one of my favourite hobi verses of all time & every time i hear it my heart gets a new crack. u all get it. i just loooooove a song that sounds raw and angry and hurt i fear

2) the truth untold idk i just love her a lot they sound sooooo beautiful and story is beautiful too and also fucking SAD . simple but the “but i still want you” lines always get my ass 😞 maybe ill post jungkooks adlibs tomorrow bc they haunt me (complimentary)

3) 134340 one of my faves in terms of songs i listen to the most. so good and also the pluto concept is SOOOOOO smart n unique im obsessed. nothing else needs to be said everyone knows shes that bitch

4) love maze. another fave that i listen to a lot and also i love namjoons verse. but i dont wanna use my head i dont wanna calculate love aint a BUSINESS rather like a FITNESS! 😤↕️ real shit he just said

5) paradise ranked this high less bc of the sound and more bc of the lyrics cuz its like. one of the bts songs that personally speaks to me the most 😭 like ofc i like the sound too but the lyrics pushes it from mid tier to top tier for me yk….“we have to run we have to step on the accelerator you dont even have a destination” like howd they get in my head

[pickled-flowers]

Genuinely freaked out rn the sky has been yellow all day, the air smells like barbecue, my throat hurts, the sun is bright red, and my neighborhood is apparently the most affected 😐 help

[thewhizzyhead]

okay I love the belobog arc a lot like A LOT and I really like how they wrote cocolia to be some sort of misguided leader that eventually fell into delusion because of the stellaron and I like that her falling into delusion out of the desperation felt from belobog's dire and seemingly unending situation made SENSE.

however,,,she still ordered the underworld to be trapped for a decade,,,and with bronya deciding to lie about her mother's final actions to 'save belobog' and to hide the truth about the stellaron's control,,,shouldn't the people feel rather conflicted that a person branded as belobog's savior,,,still fucking TRAPPED people for a decade? like,,,shouldn't people be a little bit more angry that they've been deprived of resources and fresh air due to a decade-long order by a former belobog leader?

[cacophony-eg]

Apologies to my readers and mutuals for not being very active for the last couple of months.

Abridge Summary: Since summer I’ve been dealing with wildfire scares, soon fallowed by personal health struggles, so I haven’t been in the best mental/creative state…

Now that the rain has returned and my health is on the mend, I’m eager to get back into writing my fanfics and drawing fan art again. I’m going to try and get the next part to Moon Knight and Sun King done by the end of the weekend, though it will be shorter than I originally planned I really want to get something posted for my readers, as many of you have been so patient and supportive I really wanna give something back as thanks. =3

If you wish to know more, I’ll put a more detailed explanation under read more:

I’ve touched very briefly on here that I live in BC Canada and the wildfires that swallowed up most of the province during this last summer. (I’m not sure how many people are aware of how bad the fires were here, if interest I’m sure a google search or even a search on Tumblr will give a quick idea of what state of thing here were like.)

First I want to say that I’m lucky and very grateful, I didn’t loose my home during the fires unlike many other people… I know I just said I would go into more detail here but as I was trying to write about my experiences and stresses. It felt hallow compared to people who’ve lost their homes, or work place, or other important close to their heart thing, to the fires. So I’ll just say Rain has returned and the fires are gone now, and even though it doesn’t magically bring back what the fires took, the rain does feel like a welcomed relief.

In regards to my health for the last few months I’ve been struggling with long haul C-19 symptoms. (Sadly around the time I contracted C-19 it overlayed with the fires so the smoke didn’t do my capabilities to breathe any favours). It’s felt like a domino effect as my struggles with breathing, led to me having struggle with sleeping, the lack of sleep then caused my heighten anxieties to be extra sensitive. There were times my mind was in such a fog that I thought of something that trigger me into having an anxiety attack that triggered me to go into a coughing fit and when I was done with the coughing fit, I couldn’t even remember what I was thinking about before the coughing fit! I would like to say this only happened a few times, but sadly for almost two weeks that’s just the vicious cycle my brain and body was in.

But again I’m lucky and I’m grateful, as I have wonderful housemates that helped take care of me, and so glad that my main job has great remote options that allowed me to (somewhat) keep working and more importantly keep getting paid while I was sick. (Though in truth my work days were mostly me working for maybe an hour or two, before crashing and then trying to do more work for a couple more hours before crashing again/getting an aura migraine rendering me unable to work till it passed. Very slowly getting tasks done as I went.)

Basically for the last few months I’ve been struggling to function enough to do what I need to do to survive and had no energy to do much else, but I am getting better, slowly but surely. I’m going to do my best to keep working on my creative projects such as my fanfics and fan art, but it’s going to be slow going as I’ve fallen behind on a lot in my life that needs to be caught up on as well.

For now I just want to say thanks for taking the time to read this and I hope to make more for all of you to enjoy soon. ^-^

[sga-owns-my-soul]

🖤 Excuse me! I would.love to hear more about Albertan Rodney if/when you are so inclined. Xxx

oh boy i am SO inclined buckle up bc i have some THOUGHTS about this!!

okay so i'm from alberta, born and raised, and i have literally been thinking about rodney being from alberta since the first time i watched tracker at like 11 years old. if you're not aware, alberta is a VERY redneck/conservative province, i refer to us as americas 51st state bc so many people here have a lot of Conservative Capitalist America Views. as one of the oil and gas capitals of the world, there is a lot of people who work on the oil rigs (everyone here (that i grew up with) calls them rig pigs, and i can 100% see rodney calling them that) especially in fort macmurray, which is located in the middle of the athabasca oil sands.

and like don't get me wrong there's a lot of great things about alberta but it's too cold in the winter and too hot in the summer and imagine you're a genius who's smarter than everyone around you by the time you're like 8 years old and you're just. Stuck There. stuck surrounded by people who think fossil fuels are the end all be all of power technology. surrounded by all these narrow minded people stuck in their ways and incapable of looking forward towards the future. he probably couldn't WAIT to get out of there the second he could, and i have no doubts he did

but i also think he gets, like, weirdly nostalgic for it? alberta is a fucking BEAUTIFUL province it's literally so fucking breathtaking and we have everything. we have mountains and forests and plains and grasslands and badlands, it's so fucking diverse and despite all its problems (so many problems), you can't help but look around sometimes and think "i am damn lucky to live here." i can just imagine rodney going to different planets and just taking a second bc whatever world they stepped onto looks /just like/ that provincial park he went to as a kid. or that picture of a mountain range he saw at school every day for 6 years. or some other vivid memory of where he grew up (it helps that they filmed in BC so it's not that much of a stretch to be like this literally looks like somewhere he's been before)

i also think there's a lot about being albertan that he hated as a kid but as an adult, specifically with his team, he's more inclined to miss. like obviously some things he shared the second he could (maple taffy was the first thing on his requisition list when they reconnected with earth and you cannot tell me otherwise. it's also what him and ronon first bonded over you can't tell me otherwise for that either) but certain things (like going to Edmonton or Calgary for Vacation bc that's where the Things To Do are, or maybe Banff or Jasper if you're feeling Touristy/Outdoorsy) that seemed so terrible for whatever reason as a kid seems... endearing almost? and especially when ronon and teyla start talking about athos or sateda, rodney just feels like he wants to share too, share this part of himself with his team that maybe he didn't always like but. it's part of who he is, it shaped him, and as awful as it was at the time maybe he wouldn't have pushed himself as hard as he did to get to where he is now. he worked and worked and worked to get as far away from that stupid town as possible and he literally went to another galaxy to get away from it and he ran right into the family he didn't think he would ever find (no that's not projection shut up)

wow okay this is getting long so i'll end it here but yeah i have Thoughts. about rodney mckay and how he definitely absolutely 100% grew up in alberta! thanks for the ask i hope this answer satisfies you

[stigmvtas]

TALES OF HOLLOWAY — ASTER DAHLIA.

welcome to marina, ASTER HOLLOWAY ( nonbinary, they/them ) ! they are a TWENTY EIGHT year old WITCH (CRADLE) who resides in TOWER HILL. They work as a BOTANIST / MAGIC DEALER and are said to look a lot like LIV HEWSON. People around the island find them to be SAGACIOUS and MAVERICK, but also DOMINEERING and SPLENETIC. what do you think?

CONTENT WARNING FOR WILDFIRES, PARENTAL/FAMILIAL DEATH, GRIEF, ILLNESS, AND (MAGIC) ADDICTION.

profile.

full name — aster dahlia holloway.

nickname(s) — n/a; no nickname required - is anti nickname & will not respond to anything other than their own name.

date of birth & age — april 1st, 1996. twenty8.

gender / pronouns — nonbinary. they/them.

sexuality — gay<3.

typing — witch ( cradle ).

occupation — botanist, potioneer, & underground dealer of plants both of magical and poisonous properties. owner of narcissus' den under pseudonym of same name. opium harvester. girl fucker.

astrology — aries sun, virgo moon, capricorn ascending.

interests — plants of all nature. potion crafting. sudden strokes of genius. finance books and keeping a tight grip over what is theirs. revenge, vengeance, retribution, spite, etc.

aversions — cops. cop - adjacents. "i can fix them" motherfuckers. overfamiliarity in intimate moments. industrialists. fleeting moments of doubt and a guilty conscious.

next in queue — officer that's not mine! by sorry mom; the scratch by 7 year bitch; moaning lisa smile by wolf alice.

notable features — a full - freckled face and a permanently set frown. wiry red hair that's possibly never been brushed. toned arms and skin littered with miscellaneous scars.

general disposition — a held high head that screams insane levels of arrogance, sneers instead of smiles.

last known location — up and personal with a burlesque dancer from pearl's in the alleyway outside their dressing room, mouths red and hands firmly gripped along thigh - aka being a slut.

scrying mirror & kindred — billy butcher ( the boys ), dr. gregory house ( house, md ), steven hyde ( that 70's show ), ruth langmore ( ozark ), april ludgate ( parks & recreation ).

brief history.

born to dahlia verbeck, a local botanist, wildlife conservationist, and volunteer firefighter who was very known in marina's environmentalist scene alongside her twin brother, darius. the two were a team together, witches and scientists who sought to preserve marina's flora and fauna from the destruction of their environment.

aster's father was rarely in the picture - dahlia married at 19 to a man near twice her age, a local cop who never understood dahlia or her passions and left once he realized that there was no controlling her, or their child - who'd grown up to become a splitting image of dahlia.

they never minded maverick, their father, being absent - dahlia was enough of a parent to fill in the "gaps" and aster never wanted anything more except to follow in their mother's footsteps - she'd always been their idol, the one person they could look up to.

wildfire / parental / familial death; when aster was 12, dahlia and darius embarked on a trip into marina's woodlands to observe local flora, collect samples, and conduct a few of their own experiments when seemingly out of nowhere - a wildfire broke out. it took four days and the entire fire department to stop the fire before it spread - and no sign of dahlia or darius except for his wedding ring, and the burnt remnants of their campsite.

maverick took no interest in taking in aster after that - consumed in his own grief despite the abandonment - and darius' wife took aster in instead. she, elaine, convinced she could not grieve under these circumstances - took aster and her daughter, myra, and moved to california. as far away as she could think to take them - away from all the pain of the past.

she tried to occupy their time with the same extracurriculars and hobbies that she had put myra in since early childhood - but aster wasn't graceful like their cousin; and they clashed time after time again.

aster ran away when they were seventeen - after years of tension and arguments, and feeling more isolated and alone than ever. myra could adapt to the situation - could adapt to anything life threw at her, but aster missed home. missed their mother. missed marina.

upon arriving to marina for the first time in years - aster was broke, a high school drop out, and fending for themselves with nowhere to go when they met mother aveira, the coven mother of lune di ecate. she lured aster in with promise of power - of retribution and strength, and aster listened to every word. passed every trial - saddled themselves right besides mother aveira and would've followed her every word.

but it wasn't what it seemed - the coven; and with the more power aster gained, the more energy they felt seeping out of them. the sicker they felt - drained at the expense of the magic flowing through their veins. an argument ensued - and aster broke their contract with hecate - or was it mother aveira? - and left the coven after five years.

now - after years of working under questionable figure to questionable figure and doing anything in their power to find strength of their own - aster's made a career and name for themselves in a few ways. involving a secret "underground" greenhouse, potions and poisons, and their own lucrative drug business. but they're still mad - still angry. still looking for answers.

facts & temperaments.

a cradle witch - aster was born into a long bloodline of witches: the verbecks. like their mother, aster's magic focuses on organic life - mostly plants. mostly.

illness; their father's sick in the hospital, but they've yet to visit him. he has a new family now - and aster can't bring themselves to feel pity. he left them - not the other way around.

(magic) addiction; after years of overusing their magic as a means of survival - aster's now heavily reliant on it. the less they use their magic, the more severe the effects of it seems to be, leading to constant use and constant exhaustion. their magic - once strong - is slowly waning and losing its potency, and aster feels sicker by the day.

they inherited dahlia's estate after her passing - but they reside in tower hill and still haven't been able to go back to their childhood home. it's been untouched ever since - except for the greenhouse, the only place aster dares to escape to and the secluded place where they grow their plants and supply.

strong environmentalist - cares more about the state of marina's flora and fauna than actual people and it's obvious in the way aster regards others.

a naturally harsh, brutish person who doesn't bother with formalities or beating around the bush. painfully honest and doesn't care much about the problems of others unless there's a chance of something benefitting them.

passionate about what they love - sometimes to the point of possessiveness but overcritical towards those they don't have a high regard for. thinks mundane problems are above them and tends to look down on other people.

has a pet tarantula named stevie nicks. <3

they opened narcissus' den only a few years ago because they needed a way to both fund their work and gain intel about the important people of marina. it's essentially their very own gossip hub. blackmail auto farm<3

aster's just kind of mean without prompt. doesn't care much for others and is rarely in a committed relationship - likes to keep things casual and at arms length.

but they're smart<3 always thinking ahead. constantly drawing maps out in their brain, always has an idea of what to do next. doesn't do well with idleness and is extremely arrogant.

has gotten top surgery, doesn't bother to hide the scars and thinks they're sexy ngl.

[serene-elysium]

I'm gonna admit I'm peeved about people online only talking about the wildfires now that its affecting the east. There's been fire and smoke in BC and Alberta since April. May had a few particularly bad and smokey weeks, but I didn't see anyone talking about it but local newspapers

But Ontario's smokey? Quebec's smokey? NEW YORK is smokey??? Oh man time for news! Time for youtubers to talk about it! Time for tumblr to make memes about it! Wow! The EAST is on fire? Now THAT'S somewhere people care about!!!! Eastern Canada? Eastern America? AMERICA? IS ON FIRE? OGHHDHHFH TIME TO PAY ATTENTION

Like I know it's a good thing that we're talking about it. It's good people are paying attention to climate change and are spooked. But....ugh. People online just do not care until it reaches the East or it heads south. (And even then, it was smokey in Western America but no one talked about it then either...the only person I saw talking about it was a friend I have in Wyoming—no one else)

Shit, man, I remember this happening when the 2019 wildfires got bad too. No one talked about how smokey and shitty it was until it got smokey in the east coast, too. And I get that it's partly because it reaching ALL across the continent makes it a bigger deal—it had to travel far—but...still. Like, it didn't feel like they were talking about it because it was significant smoke that travelled significantly far. It felt like they were talking about it because it was affecting them.

This is especially true this year. Because the smoke they're experiencing is from THEIR OWN fires. I'm not seeing Alberta or BC brought up in many articles, and I'm not seeing anyone online talking about us.

2019, 2020, AND 2021 all had very smokey periods in my city, because the fires were bad. Last year was the first summer since 2019 I've had that only had a few days of smoke—I was relieved to be able to have open windows and fresh air in the hot summer days.

The only year anyone talked about the fires was 2019, though.

1 of 4 bad years.

It sucks.