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wayfayrr · 8 months ago

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"Wait no you're not supposed to get hurt."

First of the 400 follower raffle winners!!! took a little longer to write than planned but it's here! This is for @the-moon-files and it's masc!human!reader with the chain, it doesn't touch on all of the hcs I have for humans/hylians but it's made very clear that there is a difference :3c

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“Um, [name]? Are you sure you don’t need a potion, that gash you got on your leg seems like it’ll get infected if you don’t use a potion or anything other than bandages.”

“Thanks for the concern sky but-”

“Yes, I know most potions don’t work for us. It’s why luv and bertie spent so long perfecting recipes that have any positive effect.”

Us? US? After months of traveling with the chain, having to explain new differences between me and them sky decides to drop a bomb like this???? Is he messing with me or something? My face must have said exactly what I’m thinking considering he pulled back with a nervous giggle.

“I forgot to mention it, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, yeah you did. It would have been very nice to know I’m not the only human here earlier.”

“Sorry, I was so happy not being the only one anymore that I forgot… to actually tell you. But really can’t this whole thing wait until we’ve dealt with your injury?”

That’s fair, I’m still a tad bitter over it but I can understand. He’s got a look of guilt and concern on his own face now, his hands twitching and half reaching for the gash on my leg before pulling back reluctantly. Begging for my permission to help with puppy dog eyes glancing back and forth simply begging for approval. Hopefully he hasn't noticed that it's a bit worse than just a gash.

“If you’re sure that it won’t just be a waste of supplies then go ahead I guess.”

“I’m certain it’ll help you, not as much as it would the traveller or the champion but it’ll help.”

The potion feels strange in the wound as he goes about applying it, it’s almost similar to antiseptic but with less of a sting. Not anything like what I thought with how the other links down them like it’s honey or something, maybe they just taste a lot better than they feel. Maybe they’re just different for humans. No way to really tell. Before long he’s finished with that though, moving on to simply bandaging it.

“Skyyyyyyyy you’ve been over here hogging his attention for ages when are y- oh I…”

It seems wind didn’t notice the reason sky’s been ‘hogging’ me then, does that mean that sky was just watching me in the battle. Probably just cause he’s enamored by not being the only human now, nothing to look into beyond that. I’m overthinking it.

“[name]? When did - Twi said humans are invincible, how did you - how did they - You’re alright right?”

“I’m alright kiddo, sky’s just been helping me with some of his own potions.”

“Wait twi’s been saying what?”

Seems Sky’s just as shocked as I am, he wouldn’t have said anything otherwise, so this isn’t commonly known. Or true but that’s another thing. Was it his attempt at getting wind to not be so wound up that most potions and magic is about as effective on me as carrying water in a sieve. But that just means that if something were to happen, like maybe y’know - right now, he’s going to get more messed up than otherwise. Twilight wouldn’t do that, he’s a bit dense sometimes but he loves the sailor like a brother. Does that mean this is just something he believes himself? He grew up in ordon it’s not impossible.

“Wind please when did Twilight say that?”

“He said it when we found out [name] is a human, why are you so bothered by what twi is saying about him?”

“I think sky is just worried about any rumours going around, no need to snap at him for it.”

“Yeah, just worried about rumours, yeah.”

“Well if anyone should be worried about those ‘rumours’ it should be ME - what if… what if you got hurt worse… we wouldn’t be able to - we wouldn’t know… even if we were to use a potion it'd just blend in with your blood and we could miss places...”

The exact reason why twilight shouldn’t have told wind this is happening right now, and I don’t know how to comfort him. He’s crying and stressed over me getting hurt despite sky-treating it, despite me being fine. It’s not like it’s just wind upset either, I don’t think I’ve seen sky so stressed in all the time I’ve known him. It’s almost like he’s been caught in a lie, wait now that I think about it his ears look hylian, has he not told the chain either? Too many questions and not enough time or words to get all the answers. And he knows I want them.

“I- I’m going to tell wild that he’ll need to make some more potions. I’ll send twi over as well if he’s not busy with anything else. Your leg should be fine now, just don’t move too quick or take the bandages off unless it’s to replace them with clean ones.”

And now sky’s gone, leaving me with an overwhelmed wind. Who looks honestly more confused over Sky leaving the way he did than upset over me being hurt, which is somewhat of an improvement I guess? It’s better than having him stressed out over a little gash.

“Was it just me or was sky-”

“Really nervous? I’m sure he’s got a reason to be kiddo, who knows maybe he’s just anxious over me getting infected.”

“INFECTED!?”

Oh, I should not have said that, it’s like wind didn’t even consider that that could possibly happen. And now I’ve sparked his worry all over again.

“hey I didn't mean to -”

“If you can get infected we've gotta be extra careful and and - [name] we've gotta tell time before he pushes you way too hard and something else happens.”

“Nothing else is gonna happen, I'm fine I promise you that.”

How long is he going to be pouting over me getting injured, it’s not a big deal, I’m not going to die or anything.

"What're you two doin' that's causin' Sky to act up like some cuccos durin’ a lightnin' storm?"

“IT’S CAUSE [NAME] GOT INJURED, HIS LEG GOT CUT.”

His ears drooped faster than wolfies tail would start to wag if you offered him some pets. Which proves the fact that twilight wasn’t telling wind a lie to make him concerned for no reason, he genuinely thought that humans couldn’t be hurt. I - don’t really know what to think now, I mean it is good that it wasn’t him lying intentionally but how long has he lived with humans, how long has he had to learn that this isn’t true??? He’s what 24? Has Rusl or no one else gotten hurt in any of those twenty-four years?

“Ya - ya got hurt ‘nd didn’t tell?”

“Well sky was helping me and then-”

“Neither of ya thought ta tell? Y’ain’t think I shoulda known?”

Is - is he going to start crying? I knew twi was pretty soft-hearted but to start crying over me not thinking to tell him about just a small little cut into my leg? Why’s he so personally offended that he wasn’t told any sooner, does he really care so much about someone he’s only met recently?

“I mean, I thought that’s what sky was going over to you for?”

“I well yeah, yer right, that’s part of why he did.”

“Hey are we missing the point!? [Name] got HURT when you said humans were near invincible!”

“That really isn’t the important thing right now wind, I think twi only said that so you wouldn’t worry about me. Right?”

Go along with it, see on my face that I’m trying to get you to go along with this so that wind doesn’t get more stressed and just go along with it. Please. If he doesn’t then I will never be able to move on from this, and I don’t think that anyone would appreciate being lectured for something that you genuinely have no control over.

“Right?”

“Ah righ’, wind you know I were only sayin’ that so you wouldn’t worry, yeah?”

“Oh sure you say that now, but before it was all ‘Humans were blessed to be invincible by the spirit ordona because of the goddess hylia’s hatred of them.”

“Aigh’, and I was tellin ya that so you won’t worry.”

Well wind clearly doesn’t believe him, he doesn’t sound certain of himself either to be honest. But the sailor seems to be done stressing over it now, ran himself out of energy it seems. Nuzzling into my side with a pout.

“Come on kiddo, it’s not worth a grudge with one of your big bros.”

No response, But a very disappointed twi now. Offended from me not apparently telling him fast enough or whatever, which just feels like a weird reason more than anything. Besides even that it’s not like he’s known me long, he really shouldn’t be as bothered as he is.

“Wind please, I don’t think it’ll do me any good staying on the floor like this either.”

“...f’ne.”

Hinting at something worse happening did just the trick as I hoped and got him up onto his feet, while giving me the silent treatment as twi helps me to my feet. Just gotta hope that the break won’t get any worse now that I'm standing. Or noticed. I’m already lucky enough that sky didn’t pick up on it, because I know that the second anyone learns it’s going to pull us all to a halt. Hell for all I know he’s hiding that he saw it to go tattle on me to time, never would have known that he could lie so well so I can only hope he won't use it like this. But what do I know, he could do anything just to get some extra sleep in.

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gay-wh0re-slut · 1 year ago

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HEYYA

can you please write a rhea x fem!reader where they are both at a friends for their birthday, and everyone ends up playing seven minutes in heaven and rhea & reader end up having to play together and end up just having a good convo (maybe some makeout time too😏) and later that night sneak away and secretly hook up (smut pleaseee😍)

shut upppppp this is so goodddddd im giggling and kicking my feet right now omgggg

after writing: this turned out to be a bit long but i couldn’t stop writing. i got a lil flustered writing this one so i hope you like it too eeeee

Present

rhea ripley x fem!reader

content: meeting a hot buff goth wrestler at a friends party but of course you get picked to join her for 7 minutes in heaven. will it get spicy? will there be kissing? who knows?!

You’ve know Zelina since high school and you’ve always been kinda close. Not close enough to where the two of you would hang out everyday but enough to where you could get lunch and it not be awkward. One day at a lunch, she invited you to her birthday party and told you that there was someone that she wanted you to meet.

“I’m not sure if she’s your type but I think you two would get along at least,” she said.

“I don’t even know my type anymore, seems like everyone is either taken or just plain weird,” you fired back.

She left it at that but you both laughed at your statement. You had been struggling to find someone to find you interesting enough to at least to keep a conversation going past two days. Who knows, she might be a great matchmaker.

The day came and her theme was cartoons, of course. So you decided to lazily dress up as Daphne from Scooby Doo. You bought her a gift card to a local craft store as her gift because she’s always making something for a cosplay.

“Hi!! Thank you for coming!” Zelina embraced you carefully so that she wouldn’t mess up her Sailor Moon cosplay too much.

“Of course! Happy birthday!” You followed her in to the kitchen to place the gift by the others. “Do you need help with anything?”

“As of right now, I think I’m good, thank you though!” she smiled as she carried a platter of snacks to the living room.

“Zelina!” you heard an australian accent, “Where are napkins?”

“I’ll get them, one sec,” she said but was quickly cut off.

“Please it’s your day and you’ve already done so much, let me get them. Where are they?” You heard shuffling from the other room.

“You’re too sweet. They’re in the cabinet, under the island in the kitchen.”

“Be right back,” the accent was deep but you could tell that she had lived in the states for a while. She sounded familiar but you couldn’t make it out.

As you were pouring a drink for yourself at the Punch Bar that had cutouts and stickers of WWE things, you heard heels clicking on the tile floor. So you turned to see who it was. A dark figure was crouched at the island. She was wearing tall black platform heels, fishnets, and from behind all you could see was a dark purple cape draped over broad shoulders.

She quickly grabbed the napkins and stood up facing you, “oh, sorry,” her light blue eyes stared into you as purple eyeshadow complimented them perfectly. The hood on her head was placed to frame her face just right, “just needed napkins.” She gave you a smile as she raised her shoulder and scrunched her nose before clicking away again back into the living room.

You were frozen. She was so enchanting. You couldn’t even process what she was supposed to be. You stood silently barely holding onto the cup in your hand, your mouth ran dry, and your heart was beating faster.

“Y/N! You good in there?!” you heard Zelina yell.

“Y-yeah,” you gathered yourself as quickly as possible and walked towards her voice, “couldn’t decide what I wanted.”

“All good! This is Rhea, the girl I was telling you about,” she gestured to the same dark figure that was in the kitchen moments ago.

“Aw you talk about me?” her accent flew to your ears gracefully.

“Don’t let it get to your head Mami,” Zelina laughed before turning back to you, “but you know everyone else right?”

“Hi, yes I do,” your voice was higher than usual because you were nervous, which you quickly fixed, “nice to meet you,” you finally glanced down at the black body suit and the belt she was wearing, “Oh you’re Raven from Teen Titans!”

“I am!” Rhea flicked the cape behind her dramatically. “I’ve only seen a few episodes but I know Z really likes it.”

“Yeah it’s good!” you couldn’t think of anything to say you were so taken aback by her beauty.

“I’ve heard! Nice to finally meet you,” she giggled before turning back to the party.

The party went on as usual. Talking, drinking, yelling, dancing. Everyone was just tipsy enough to think that playing Seven Minutes in Heaven was a good idea.

“Alright let’s spin this bottle to see who goes,” Zelina slurred her words a bit, it was quite funny to be honest.

So she spins and of course it lands on you, why wouldn’t it.

“Oooooh!!” everyone chimed in.

She spun the bottle again and of course it lands on Rhea, why wouldn’t it.

“Okay you two! I don’t have a closet in here so the bathroom will have to do,” the birthday girl pointed to the door just outside the living room, “Go on! You only have seven minutesssss!”

You let out a big sigh before getting up to walk towards the bathroom. Rhea follows and clicks behind you. Your heart was already beating so fast you felt like it was going to pop out of your chest.

Rhea locked the door behind her, “Well…”

“Well,” you choked.

The two of you leaned on opposite walls. Her muscular arms were crossed as yours were behind you. It was silent for a good minute or so before the australian broke it.

“How do you know Z?”

“Since highschool, but we’ve only recently gotten close. What about you?”

“We work together.”

“Oh you wrestle too?”

“Yeah, on Mondays though, she’s on Fridays,” she chuckled.

“Oh, nice,” you sounded interested but it was so hard to talk to such a pretty person.

“It might be the alcohol talking but I think you’re really pretty,” the wrestler blurted out.

“W-what?” you almost choked, “I-I mean, uh thank you.”

“You’re like…so hot,” she covered her mouth as if she didn’t know she was going to say that either.

“Yeah I think it’s the alcohol,” you laughed. “But for what it’s worth, I think you’re really pretty too.” Where the sudden confidence came from you didn’t know but, it was now or never to shoot your shot.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, you’re like…so hot,” you mocked.

“Thank you,” her face got a little red so she readjusted her stance, “We only have like four minutes left.”

“Yeah,” you wanted to make a move so badly but you didn’t want to push it.

“Do you wanna kiss?” she said in the most confident tone ever.

“Sorry?” your face also turned red at the thought of her close to you.

“Well we gotta do something if we both think the other is hot! But if you don’t want-”

“Yes.”

“Oh, well,” she took a deep breath and took the one step it took to get to you, “you sure?”

Your breathing was labored, your heart was pounding, you were getting hot, “yeah.”

A devilish smile grew on her face which sent you overboard. She gently held your face and kissed you softly. She held it for longer than you thought she would. When she let go, you knew you needed more. So you grabbed the collar of the cape and pulled her in again. This time your lips danced together like they were meant to be. Her hands roamed your body as you held her close. You loved the feeling of her on you, it’s been so long since someone has done anything remotely close.

The way her loud breathing made you feel so weak in the knees, you needed to hear more of it. You pushed her back against her wall with a thud and small moan came from her.

“Didn’t take you to be the dominant type,” she said out of breath.

“I can do both,” you smiled.

“Good to know,” her voice was deep.

That alone made you go crazy. You knew her lipstick was smearing onto you from how her lips looked but you didn’t care. It had been so long since someone simply wanted you that you couldn’t control yourself. Your hands were on her waist holding her back as hers were in your hair pulling you toward her as your lips danced once more. When you remembered that she was wearing a one piece you were pissed, you had it all planned out to sneak your hand where you wanted to most. Instead you opted to just sneak it above the fabric, very thin fabric at that.

A small gasp left her lips as her icy blue eyes rolled back before she fluttered them closed. You started to gently caress her center, her labored breathing-

“TIMES UP!” Zelina yelled as she knocked on the door loudly before trying to open the door.

“Fuck,” Rhea said hitting her head on the wall.

“Glad you locked it,” you joked kissing her once more before peeling yourself off of her.

She stayed on her wall looking defeated while you wiped off her lipstick from you before unlocking the door.

“He- ooooooh, helloooo,” Zelina giggled while playfully biting her finger.

“Not a word,” the wrestler said behind you as she placed her hands on your shoulders before moving past the both of you.

“Whatever you say Mami,” she giggled again before heading back to the living room.

You took a deep breath and let it out slowly thinking that this was the craziest thing that’s happened to you maybe ever.

The party goes on, people get chosen by the Goodness of God, AKA the wine bottle that they were spinning.

Rhea had silently handed her phone to you with the contacts app open, ready for you to add your number in. Your heart pounded with happiness as you shakily typed it in. She already had a heart with flames emoji by your name.

About an hour went by and you received a text from an unknown number. When you looked around the room, you saw Raven staring back at you with a sly smile, licking her teeth. You shivered at her stare so you read the text assuming it was from her.

Meet me at my truck in 10 min.

You watched her get up and silently walk out the door. The others were too drunk to notice her slip out.

So you waited. Somehow patiently, but you got more nervous as time went on, it felt like hours that you were waiting but you had one eye on the clock on the side table the entire time.

Ten minutes finally passed but you waited an extra minute to not seem so desperate. You stood, “I’ll be right back,” you whispered to the birthday girl. She gave you a drunken smile with a nod.

Once you walked out the door, you realized that there were a lot of trucks and you weren’t too sure about which one was hers. You walked around a bit looking for any sign.

“Took ya long enough,” you heard her accent.

Your heart jumped a little, “how was I supposed to know which was yours,” you gestured to the multiple trucks surrounding you.

She was leaned against her ride, arms crossed and one foot over the other. She stared for a few seconds then let out a sigh, “get in.”

“You’re not gonna murder me are you?”

“We’ll see,” She said. You could feel her devilish smile from there.

As you got closer to her, she opened the door to the back seat for you. You gave her a look of appreciation before climbing in. To your surprise, she followed you in and closed the door behind her.

After a slight awkward silence of her adjusting herself, you broke the ice, “What did yo-”

“Sit,” she patted her thighs.

You hesitated, blinking at her, silently asking if she was serious. She raised her eyebrows at you to answer your question. It took a good minute for you to get comfortable but you obeyed. Her threat from earlier seemed a little too real so you didn’t want to risk it.

Her hands immediately clung onto the sides of your torso, slowly running them down to your hips and down your thighs. A shiver ran through you instantly.

“We don’t have long until they notice we’re both gone,” she whispered before removing a hand from your thigh and pulling at the back of your neck. Her soft lips traced your jaw line down your neck as far as she could reach without getting uncomfortable before going back up.

A small moan fell out of you. You were bracing yourself on the headrest with one hand while the other was tangled in her black hair. “I think we will be alright for a while,” you said weakly.

“This shouldn’t take long,” she scoffed.

You backed away from her, looking into her dimly lit eyes, offended, “so you think I’m easy?”

“No, I’m just good at what I do,” she fired back proudly.

With how she was making you feel and you’ve barely done anything, obviously she was right but you couldn’t let her know that, at least not yet. “Riiight,” you rolled your eyes.

A hand quickly found your neck, gripping it tightly, “don’t underestimate me, princess.” Her breath was heavy on your lips as she glared at them.

You didn’t know you liked that until this moment. It caught you off guard but you liked it so bad. “I’m s-sorry,” you choked out. You couldn’t think of anything else to say.

Her hand alleviated the pressure but moved to the side of your neck pulling your head with it. She took the opportunity to bite at your ear, “quick leaner.”

Without you realizing it, her other hand had slipped under your skirt. As she continued to nip and kiss at your neck, the tattooed hand began to caress where you needed her most.

“Mmm,” she breathed, “that’s what I thought,” as she felt you soaking through the booty shorts you wore underneath.

All you could respond with was a moan louder than before. Arching your back at her touch, she began to draw small circles on your center.

“Mmmfuck,” you whined.

She chuckled deeply sending another shiver through you and straight to your core. Going back to kissing your lips, her free hand was now bracing your lower back wanting to sneak to your ass. Both of your hands were cupping her jaw, pulling her in as close as possible. Your hips began to grind on her hand ever so slightly as she matched your rhythm perfectly.

Minutes went by but you couldn’t get enough of her, you needed more. So you grabbed her hand and guided it under the waistband of your shorts hoping she would get the hint.

“A lil desperate, are we?” she smiled into the next kiss.

“Yes,” you kissed her, “fuck,” you kissed again, “please,” you kissed her once more.

“I don’t know, I think I like hearing you beg,” her devilish smile grew back as she ran her tongue over her teeth. The tongue piercing glinted in the street light. Your eyes grew wide at the sight, somehow you didn’t notice it before.

“Are you really gonna make me?”

“If you want me to fuck you,” she said so confidently.

Your mouth fell open. Fuck, here we go. “Fine. Please fuck me,” you said in the blandest tone.

“Oh c’mon, at least act like you want it,” and with that her hand snuck under the shorts and found your wet center, toying with your clit.

You gasped at the new sensation as you threw your head back.

“Now, do you want to try again?” she growled.

“Mhmm,” you bit your lip. The hand started to slowly work its magic, “please,” you whined this time.

“Aw, you can do better,” she added more pressure, “What do you want, princess?”

You rested your forehead on hers, barely holding yourself up from the amount of oxygen you were losing by holding your breath to not let as many moans escape but you couldn’t hold back anymore. You needed her…immediately. “God, please fuck me. I need you so bad, please.”

“I usually go by Mami but God works too,” she chuckled, “but good enough.” So she gently plunged two fingers inside of you.

“FUCK,” you cried out throwing your head back again before letting it drop back forward onto her shoulder.

She slowly pumped in and out of you as best she could. Your hips automatically found their rhythm. Breathless moans were spilling out of you as the familiar knot in your stomach was quickly forming. Her free hand was now on your ass helping you ride her fingers.

You gained some strength to lift your head up to start kissing her again. Moaning into her mouth, your hand tangled themselves in her hair once more. A few more seconds and the knot was almost undone, “Shit, I’m go-”

“Prove it,” she cut you off knowing exactly what you were going to say.

Repeated whines filled the truck as you were sweating and breathless, your arms were weak and your legs were weaker. Finally, the knot was free and you came, hard, “OH GOD,” your eyes rolled back as your back arched, your hands anchoring you to her neck. “FUCK!” as you slammed your head back onto her shoulder. Waves of pleasure shot through your body as you continued to ride it out.

She noticed that your legs began to shake so she slowly pulled out, letting you catch your breath. You heard a noise next to your ear so you lifted your head to find her sucking her fingers clean.

“Holy shit,” you breathed.

“Told you I was good,” she cooed.

“Shut up.”

#rhea ripley #wwe #rhea ripley x reader #zelina vega

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bittersweetresilience · 1 month ago

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reading year in review

companion post to my writing year in review... thank you @teafig for tagging me in this fun new variation and also always being so sweet... i did more than one for some months because i really have. so. many. bookmarks.

serious active interests at the time, sleeper fandoms or genres or pairings

JANUARY

The Arowana by chesslyfe5eva (Danganronpa, 6,486 words)

When Kiyotaka is born, his grandfather gifts the new parents a baby arowana.

i know, i know. danganronpa fic on here and it's not even komaeda. but this one is so insane it grips me. i've never so enjoyed reading about original characters.

The Dog, Untrained by Anonymous (Disco Elysium, 12,950 words)

An exploration of those Cuno has lost, those he's gained, and those he can't let go.

this and the arowana are both from nemali bookmarks and oh. my. god. they possess me. non linear narratives. minor character character studies.

annotated by ritsukies (Miraculous Ladybug, 4,351 words)

Félix and Marinette share a quiet moment together in the shared space of Adrien's bedroom.

JANUARY WAS FELINETTE MONTH FOR THE COSHRIMPERS. all the fics in this series are killer but this one specifically eats my brain. reminds me of the first few picnics... the start of spouse house...

FEBRUARY

Blueberry passion fruit by @ninadove (Miraculous Ladybug, 5,486 words)

He walked up to the counter, because he could not think of anything else to do. For all those times he had rehearsed their reunion, he had failed to consider the most obvious scenario: Adrien might want to run away once more.

this fic was notable to me because it was the first time i had enjoyed a coffee shop au in quite a while. i did fall a little in love with nina writing.

MARCH

sailor's knot by nailgunstigmata (Dungeon Meshi, 5,345 words)

The dangers of the dungeon are plentiful. Some of them are of the moral kind.

FUCKED UP CHILAIOS YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS TO ME. this is the fic i remember blowing me away, briefly but for realsies.

APRIL

The Only Love We Keep by @nemaliwrites (Miraculous Ladybug, 6,935 words)

Five times Zoé’s love wasn’t reciprocated, and one time it was.

i'm obsessed with nemali fic. i almost put in pursuit of the uneatable too. this one obliterates me especially. i love zoé so dearly.

Terrycloth Mother by rowdymouse (Earthbound, 4,325 words)

Tony's faced with a hard task: providing Jeff all the love he never got and desperately needs.

i read this fic and it was so good and so chilling it immediately shot onto my all time favorite fanfiction list.

MAY

in the light of the red moon by @purplecatghostposts (Miraculous Ladybug, 29,317 words)

Félix succeeds in bringing Marinette back. Adrien, Kagami, and Marinette are now trapped in an empty world, unless they can either convince Félix to bring everyone back, or do it themselves. Meanwhile, Félix slowly learns of the consequences of pushing the Miraculous of Emotion past its limits.

i can't say more that this fic is literally my émotion dream fic. it's everything i ever wanted for félix.

My choice, despite everything by dezzert (Honkai: Star Rail, 88,188 words)

Episodes of Gepard and Sampo throughout the years, and what they learn about themselves through each other.

such a well written character and relationship study. i was never that into sampard in the first place but this fic makes me understand it.

JUNE

in the heat of the moment by sesame_seed (Honkai: Star Rail, 4,273 words)

Jing Yuan tries not to mind. His instincts are the least important part of him, after all.

AAAAAAAA RENJING TIME RENJING TIME RENJING TIME FINALLY. i'm getting emotional about it. this is one of the first renjing fics that inspired me to write my own renjing. i recommend all of this author's fics, especially on the beach and sandalwood and ash.

only the mountain remains by questioningly (Honkai: Star Rail, 10,195 words)

Ever since his return from the frontlines, Jing Yuan has been acting strange, and Dan Feng and Yingxing can't seem to figure out why.

this one's jingrenheng and it won't happen again but holy shit. i remember texting autumn about a particular line in this one, about yingxing having sex with jing yuan being just one of the ways in which he will live forever, and i'm still breathless about it. holy shit.

Sweet Dreams by vahveroinen (Honkai: Star Rail, 1,059 words)

Sunday teaches Aventurine a lesson.

i wish i had done penacony in july because this is too many fics but alas, i read my way through, like, 10 different tags in june. if i'm limiting myself to one aventurine fic it's this one. i forgot i loved somnophilia until i read this fic.

JULY

在路上 by Sweetie_tianyang (Honkai: Star Rail, 221,914 words)

艾利欧的剧本已然走到终点，在死亡如期而至前，刃想最后做一件事情。

i've been translating this fic for over three months now. it's one of my favorite fics ever and i need everyone to read it right now. it is the DEFINITION of renjing. also, i actually bookmarked it on june 30 but reading took a while and i obviously kept thinking about it and i don't have any other favorites in july. sorry to all the june fics i had to skip.

AUGUST

What Real Human Beings Do by @nemaliwrites (Miraculous Ladybug, 1,029 words)

There are ghosts living inside of you.

nemali, i think we should marry.

人不如猫糕 by breaddog003612 (Honkai: Star Rail, 8,845 words)

景元领养了芝麻酥跟糯米团后，某日跟前男友电刀调情被两只猫糕看到了……

you ever love an author so much they unlock your bestiality kink. every time i get an update from this author i get so happy. i love all of this author's jing yuan harem fics and renjing scenes. blade having a child kink is so so SO unbelievably true. i have to lie down about this.

for the hope of it all by @asukiess (Miraculous Ladybug, 9,000 words)

"in five years, there’s a house on the water. adrien’s fumbling with the rope knot keeping our sailboat tied to the dock. you’re watching him from the sand.” a pause, and then: “alive, i might add.”

autumn writing so good it makes you realize you have to read more classic literature to keep up.

SEPTEMBER

不xx就出不去的房间 by Acat3 (Honkai: Star Rail, 26,389 words)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA okay i admit i have only fully read the renjing chapter of this fic but by god i have reread it constantly. feiyuan too. i need to be more horny.

To bring back the fire in her eyes by @ninadove (Miraculous Ladybug, 2,074 words)

“No drink for you tonight,” Colt announced, the triumphant accent thundering down her spine. “It’s bad for the baby.”

obsessed with this fic and also its sequel. amélie. horror. amélie.

OCTOBER

性与爱的莫比乌斯环 by Acat3 (Honkai: Star Rail, 15,946 words)

this fic is so balls to the walls crazy it actually makes me sick. it's so good. i'm frothing at the mouth over it. it's horrible. i love it. please give me more of it immediately. this is also the fic that unlocked freak time with ishi ni sun and for that i will sloppy it infinity.

waiting room by @mostmagical (Mass Effect, 6,565 words)

When Shepard wakes up after everything, Garrus isn't there. And neither is anyone else.

my favorite nicole mass effect fic... it does remind me of 大鱼 but most of all it reminds me of my mostbeloved. and character study.

NOVEMBER

Alma de araña by @ninadove (The Shadow of the Wind, 2,177 words)

The boy you’ll die for peels away from his thoughts, and smiles.

nina writing has been consistently stunning me but this fic was truly a masterpiece. a plus plus plus. you will enjoy whether or not you know the book series.

i don’t want this to end, i just wanna be your friend by bishakespeare (Night in the Woods, 4,414 words)

Five times Casey saved Gregg and one time Gregg couldn’t save Casey.

uuuUUUUUGGGGGHHAAAAUUUUAAAAAUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAA. i got extremely crazy about night in the woods again, if briefly, and this fic. this fic is everything.

call & response by MOKANA (The Bright Sessions, 30,302 words)

Damien sleeps with every character: the fic.

i CANNOT overstate how good this is. porn with narrative and character study. got me reading top damien. lord almighty.

DECEMBER

reasons to stay by sulkybender (Arcane, 1,927 words)

After a while, he starts to think about reasons to live.

i have to sink my teeth into all of this author's fics. prose so good it opens up the world for me.

aside from my beloved friends whom i happened to tag already, hauling @isabugs @celestialtitania @monpetitchattriste @blur0se @heartfulselkie @coffeebanana into this. show me the fics, spouses.

#THE MORE FANDOMS THE BETTER #sniffas at my list. starting to get the impression i really love character studies #🌃#MY LOVE FOR RENJING STAYS STRONG... there are just not enough fics #no omori fics this year... that actually surprises me

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i was like, should i just abandon this and start fresh in 2025... but no. also i'm putting this behind a cut bc it is long but it's shorter than it sounds bc LOL working 7 days a week is not conducive towards having the brain space to interact with a bunch of new art!!

watched

ponyo - THIS IS THE CUTEST MOVIE IN THE WORLD!!! miyazaki/ghibli is a big blind spot for me bc as a kid i was like "but i want anime to be pretty, like sailor moon..." so i never got into kiki or totoro (very stupid but again i was: A Child) and then as an adult, this is embarrassing, i tried to watch spirited away and just literally didn't get it. i was like, i am so confused about what is happening and what emotions i am supposed to be feelings. and i know that spirited away is a movie for children and this makes me stupid. but i have never pretended not to be stupid. anyway i would die for just about every character in this movie and when i watched it a second time to make nick watch it i was so full of tenderness for how lovingly it captures what it's like to be a small child who has a small creature to take care of that i felt like i could explode!

deadpool & wolverine - i think if i had been in a better mood when i saw this movie i would have disliked it more but as it was i was in a HORRENDOUS mood and, basically, had a good time. funny to watch this, the Superhero Movies Isabel Has Never Watched Cameo Show (literally i had never watched an x-men other than first class, in which wolverine only appears to say fuck off, or either of the two deadpools), and still get to experience the same OMG IT'S HIM rush as everyone else did, but for matthew mcfadyen. the guy next to me was like "i love channing tatum" when channing tatum showed up and like, same.

trap - great movie to see with a group of like 10 people with whom to giggle the whole time. josh hartnett understood the assignment and his dad-vibe era is soooo much hotter to me than his twink years ever were (not always the case for me! but between this and how hot he was in oppenheimer i've really warmed to him...). i think it's nice that m. night shyamalan loves his daughter so much. ladyraven has a ballad with the line "faustian trade-offs" which caused me and no one else in the theater to laugh real loud. her music is pretty bad but tbh in an era when people want to put chappell roan on the A-list i'm not even mad. it was funny trying to figure out her niche though because like the vibes are obviously supposed to be taylorish (the cabin onstage... lmao) but the music was giving... idk, ariana? also it's just inherently funny to make a movie premised on the fact that it would be really easy to narrow down who the serial killer is by identifying the adult men at a pop girl concert + this movie REALLY captures the vibe during the opening act no one gaf about a pop event concert, like i saw 5SOS open for 1D and that's exactly what it felt like

popstar: never stop never stopping - rewatch, duh. is this the funniest movie of all time? it's gotta be up there, right?

josie and the pussycats - also a rewatch, duh. love everything about this but most of all the soundtrack, the songs are legit incredible, no fictional band has ever had better music (rip adam schlesinger who contributed some songwriting!!!). first time rewatching this movie since figuring out some Stuff and understand now that rachel leigh cook needs to be on the Oh Those Were Gay Feelings. That's What That Was list. (rosario dawson too, but i already got there with her.)

vice - really incredible to think it would be possible to fuck up a movie about how dick cheney is basically satan but somehow mckay managed. christian bale is a professional though, i feel like we don't appreciate enough that no matter how bad the movie or how stupid the writing he's out there giving an absolute top tier performance every single time.

aliens - sorta half-watched this one but idk i feel like me and james cameron just don't vibe. not as incredible-looking or cool as the first one.

godzilla minus one - really really cute!!!!!!

jurassic park - rewatch on the big screen, still slaps the hardest of almost any movie ever

twentieth century - this is i guess nominally a screwball comedy (howard hawks, 1934, for those of you for whom that means something) but it's about these two toxic theater people who are horrible for and obsessed with each other and it's... darker... than my experience of that genre has usually been. in a way that sort of works in its favor partly because it just gives it a certain interest and partly because the gender politics of screwballs can be so dark themselves so it's kind of a relief that this one lacks the cognitive dissonance of pretending this all isn't horrible? idk. it's a weird one. but i liked it, on balance. there's a (pretty funny tbh) running gag about suicide threats and a really bananas third act plot that comes out of nowhere... great performances across the board and some real bangers dropped into the screenplay!

the substance - i didn't, like, love this, and i think a lot of common criticisms of it are right, but some are also very silly (guys i think the director knows nothing about the morning exercise show makes sense... i don't think she was going for a realistic depiction of 21st century celebrity...), and i did have a good time for the most part (the last 30 minutes is gross in a way that doesn't do it for me... but i know it does it for some people and those people deserve movies too...) and respected its commitment to its own bit, as well as the fact that it's basically a fairy tale (a woman who lives in a tower makes a bargain with a force she doesn't really understand to regain her beauty...). oh also i liked that the thing that drives the back half of the plot is essentially the idea that you simply cannot have a 22 year old's body without also having to contend with a 22 year old's dumb dumb stupid ass piece of shit idiot brain. haven't seen a lot of people comment on that aspect of it but it was like my favorite part!

female trouble - people throw out the word iconic a lot but like what else is there to say? rude, disgusting, occasionally genuinely offensive, mostly (for me) delightfully so... really great to watch with a crowd that would whoop and cheer for I'M SO GLAD I HAD AN ABORTION and THE WORLD OF THE HETEROSEXUAL IS A SICK AND BORING LIFE... also like it's really key for the way this movie functions that divine is a fat drag queen that most people do not consider the pinnacle of beauty but it's incredibly clear that john waters and this movie does... like divine's constant proclamations of her own gorgeousness are in a kind of inherent tension with the average american's disagreement with that sentiment but in a way where it's like, if you disagree you are an idiot and this movie is not yours. she's so hot in this it's crazy!!

michael clayton - i wanted to watch a talky thriller-ish movie and the men of the ringer podcast network literally never shut up about this one so i gave it a shot and it delivered! clooney predictably great but i had no idea tilda swinton & tom wilkinson were in it and they are both also awesome, as is merrit weaver in a small but very well cast role

venom - you can sort of glimpse the movie this movie would be if it weren't shackled to What A Superhero Movie Is Now / loosely to the MCU even though it pretends it's not, and i bet that movie would be a lot of fun!

black christmas (1974) - perfectly done urban legend horror with an interesting little pro choice streak, great cast, camera work so perfectly spooky and tense even i noticed how well it was done, makes good use of the cinematic potential of christmas lights. i really liked that this movie is short and a slasher but all the characters in it feel very well drawn even though we don't spend much time with almost any of them... reminded me that this is actually possible to do and i should be harder on movies that don't do it!

black christmas (2006) - nowhere near as good as the first one, but it is, uh, absolutely bugfuck crazyass bananapants start to end. my favorite of many deranged writing choices in this movie is that the sorority mother makes them all open their secret santa every year with a gift for the murderer who killed his family years ago in this house and then when one of the girls' townie boyfriend is like "this is the house that used to freak us out when we were kids" the sorority mother is like, "why?" ?????????? ok!!!!!

heretic - hugh grant is a fucking movie star. i love sophie turner and the other girl was good too. sort of loses steam once the "actually" scary stuff happens because horror movie shenanigans are hard to make as scary as the situation of two young and not very experienced girls slowly realizing they are trapped in a house with a man who just keeps pushing the boundaries of the social contract a little further, but i had fun

the apprentice - not a good movie but a great viewing experience for those of us who have reblogged in our lifetimes approx. 1 million combined gifsets of sebstan and jerbear... like yeah those are my guys and my guys did great :) i think my favorite thing about it as a movie (other than the way the "look" of it updates with technology, which is a cooler idea i wish had been used for a... better movie?) is that it really beats home the aspect of trmp wherein he has no social skills at all and has never felt authentically comfortable in a group of people in his entire life, which is something i think we should culturally be meaner to him about

gladiator - dumb (affectionate) movie magic. russell crowe has so much movie star charisma while looking so much like Just Some Guy it's literally crazy. when he kisses the little dolly of his wife who's about to die ;_;

raising arizona - miracle movie, can't believe i'd never watched this before. the coens' control of their tone is so incredible to see so early in their work (still gotta watch barton fink one of these day). incredible cast, gorgeous colors, so funny, so weirdly sweet, when it finished i felt like i'd watched a magic trick

erin brokovich - watched this for the first time since high school and like what else is there to say but Queen Icon Legend Slay? i am speaking of course about steven soderbergh but julia is pretty fucking incredible too.

conclave - i'm gonna be real i feel like the hype got to me a lil with this one because it's not as bitchy and fun as i feel like i was led to believe... also requires more buy-in re: the moral direction of the catholic church than i anticipated. however it does have its moments and it's nice to see some of our best actors being good at their jobs and it looks great!

the philadelphia story - i found this movie so delightful to watch that for a moment i really thought she might run off with jimmy stewart at the end and not get back tamed with her abusive ex..... but such was the power of the hepburn/stewart chemistry in that one drunk garden scene that i found myself totally incapable of actually integrating the gender politics of this one into my feelings towards it... like i just couldn't be mad at a movie that gave me a scene that made me want to scream JUST KISS!!!! the most anything has since the first time i watched "cooler"... do you know what that is? for me to bust out "cooler" as a comp? my god... i understand why my friend has been like that about hepburn our whole lives and am also now fully baby jimmy stewart pilled

gladiator ii - the consensus is right on this one: not as good as the first, paul mescal is no russell crowe, but denzel really ate. my friends and i laughed out loud at almost every single denzel scene. we're so lucky to have him.

wicked - bad movie of a bad musical, fundamentally misunderstands the function of songs in a musical and thus shoots every single musical number abominably, as ugly as you've heard, we are not advanced enough technologically for me to emotionally invest in CGI Goat Voiced By Peter Dinklage, but ariana deserves an oscar. the prettyboy was pretty good too. orivo can really sing but her acting was kinda giving Distressed Pixar Mom for me although i'm happy to add this to john m chu's many crimes.

out of sight - the romantic premise of this movie is CRAZY but george clooney kinds of sells it actually because and not in spite of the fact that he's one of those curious Incredibly Handsome But Not Very Sexy actors... like you believe that she wouldn't really hold a grudge against him locking her in a trunk with him, because, what, clooney's gonna act untoward? no... not him... j. lo joins andie macdowell as an actress out of whom soderbergh somehow coaxes a much better performance than experience would lead you to believe she is capable of. shockingly stacked cast of pros doing great, INCREDIBLE production design - banner movie for characters costumed to match or complement their interiors!!!

burlesque - dr. sam from new girl fucks stanley tucci in this movie... i literally can't stop thinking about that. xtina maybe has the all time highest ratio of vocal chops to charisma, she has the screen presence of a recurring character on a cancelled WB drama and then she opens her mouth and you're like, damn. i would watch an 8 season HBO sitcom of cher and stanley tucci running a failing burlesque club. at one point i said out loud "chekhov's air rights." great time

logan lucky - "what if steven soderbergh made a heist movie but decided to put his coen brothers hat on and, also, cast channing tatum as a divorced dad who wants to support his daughter's dreams but is seriously wigged out by pageant culture?" yes please. absolutely. adam driver almost never acts in movies i actually want to see but he really is one of the real ones.

babygirl - one of those movies where i can understand lots of things that didn't work for people but i, personally, was completely rapturous the entire time because i wanted a movie where i could walk out saying "nicole kidman did that" and i got that AND ALSO (a) a story about a perfectionist who hates herself and (b) sex scenes that are funny and weird and awkward and warm and human. that's so many things i love happening at once, i will happily forgive and overlook any flaws. i really just loved how much the two of them are actively figuring this thing out as they go and how that's embarrassing and goofy and also sweet and fun. plus nicole kidman really did do that, i mean, like, my god... my god....

fantasmas - you have to watch fantasmas... why haven't you watched fantasmas yet... i really struggle to imagine the person who would follow My Dumb Blog but not be into fantasmas... "the gay ones don't draw dicks, they draw eyes"... julio torres is the voice of a generation

the franchise - not quite as much of a banger as i wanted to be but likable enough, & i'm a sucker for showbiz jokes (jokes about insecure actors, etc.), although i think chris ryan had a point on the watch pod when he was like, the thing about the satire elements of this show are that if you know anything about the actual production stuff on superhero/franchise movies it's hard to satirize because like, the real stuff is actually just that crazy... there's a running thread about the overworked VFX guy and it's kinda funny but also like, well this lines up more or less with what those teams have actually said... anyway. i want to say i'm a lil bummed it didn't get renewed nonetheless but also i forgot until i was typing up the list of things to document here that i had never gotten around to the season finale, so i guess i can't really honestly claim to be that bummed lol. (watched it while washing dishes - pretty good!) did love daniel bruhl as a sensitive artiste director being soul-crushed by the studio machine though! that guy's great.

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r. o. kwon, exhibit - this one's tough. ultimately, there were actually a lot of things i liked about this book. it had some moments that felt really human and well observed (when the protagonist says something about how usually orgasms aren't worth the guilt and then says she knows she's letting us down and her paramour says who's us and the protagonist says all women... that's funny and real and not unrelateable to me for different reasons!). the bones of it were i think ultimately solid - like yeah she's terrible at communicating but ultimately the book is about her running away from the hard fact that her husband wants a baby and she doesn't and the psychology holds water throughout, i think. (also a funny paragraph about how she knows how to cook but mostly subsists on like handfuls of nuts and bread dipped into olive oil or whatever and then she's like "and you thought i could raise a child?"... also relateable...) i REALLY related to the idea of being a person who simultaneously has the memory of experiencing the loss of faith in god as genuinely, actually traumatic and also being like "btw my family might be cursed by vengeful spirit, it's a whole thing, but i gotta try to talk to her before i do this because she kind of gave me the idea," and i really liked that the book didn't spend any effort on reconciling these two things because... i mean iykyk, like i really can't explain beyond "sometimes that's what it's like" - AND i also liked the ultimate reveal of that storyline and how it tied into the core character work of the main plot. plus the whole thing is like the "trying stuff out sexually as a vehicle/metaphor for owning your whole self" thing that i (a) have enjoyed writing in fanfiction and (b) really loved watching in babygirl lmao. unfortunately the writing was the most annoying tryhard I Get It You Have An MFA ass prose i have ever encountered... i complained about this at the time but it's craaazyyyy to use the word "mirific" three times in a ~200 page novel lmao. deranged. calm yourself. i also felt like the dialogue was really bad although i guess i can't totally rule out that this is a book about artists and artists actually are that annoying? idk though... it didn't feel stylized it just felt weird... who says "tippled"... so, ultimately i couldn't say that i "liked" this even though it had elements i admired or enjoyed.

naomi klein, the shock doctrine: the rise of disaster capitalism - as i mentioned at the time, very enamored of its framing device in a very popular nonfiction/thomas friedman lite kinda way, but when it's not doing that (which luckily is most of the time), this is an informative and well explicated accounting of the horrors milton friedman has unleashed upon the world. i liked her fundamental argument that you can't politicize along economic grounds horrors committed under communism but not do that for capitalism, which has sort of seeped into general internet leftist thought (a testament to the success of this book) but which i appreciate more having seen how she builds her case.

the red nation, the red deal: indigenous action to save our earth - read this for a mutual aid book club that never happened lol. at the end of this book they're like "well probably none of this is new in the climate justice conversation but we don't think things have to be new to be valuable" and like... on the one hand true... on the other hand if you're even vaguely aware of climate justice discourse... not a lot here is new. i also, perhaps unpopularly, have become kind of a... idk... i mean when people are like "we can't solve climate collapse without dismantling capitalism" these days my reaction is basically "well one of those things might happen in the next two hundred years and it's not dismantling capitalism." i'm not like a tech-zealot but a... tech-realist? idk. this is not what i want to be true but it is my honest accounting of the situation. so, any argument that's like "step one: dismantle capitalism" is... it's just not where i'm at these days.

patrick radden keefe, say nothing: a true story of murder and memory in northern ireland - there are no doubt quibbles or political issues to be had with this book, a story of the troubles focused largely on a particular group of IRA members operating in west belfast in the early 70s - as an idiot coming into this subject basically cold, i would have appreciated slightly more grounding in the political situation leading up to the swelling of violence in this period - but, damn, this book is fucking mesmerizing. keefe really brings the people involved to life, particularly the young IRA members at the heart of his chronicle, and while it's clear he doesn't condone all their actions, my own sense was that he was more interested in truly understanding and making clear their own understandings of their motivations & understanding of themselves & ethical framework than he was in passing judgment (and i also definitely felt like he had a certain admiration for the integrity of someone like brandon hughes or dolours price, who were always willing to own what they did and why they did it, and a genuine disdain for how fucking crazy it is for gerry adams to rebrand as a peacenik when literally everybody knows he spent the early 70s telling people to plant bombs lmao). (also having read empire of pain... he definitely holds the sacklers in lower esteem than the IRA, lol.) the final chapters of the book also touch on the really fascinating difficult question of how you morally reckon with the revolutionary violence you did if the revolution you did it for never came to pass - this is the heart of why his fellow ex-IRA comrades feel so betrayed by adams, who has left them to shoulder the burden of that guilt alone while pivoting to the compromise they once agreed would not suffice which was part of the reason for all the violence, and it is something i think about a lot as someone who would not self identify as a pacifist and thinks the historical record leaves no doubt that sometimes violence is necessary for change but nonetheless feels very reluctant to endorse specific acts of revolutionary violence in theory. thrilling and thorny, ultimately i would say deserving of all the accolades i learned after reading it has apparently received lol.

patrick radden keefe, the snakehead: an epic tale of the chinatown underworld and the american dream - not quite as tremendous-feeling as say nothing, but that's mostly because that's a crazy high bar; this is a really fascinating look at the human smuggling trade (& other organized-ish crime) in NYC's chinatown in the 80s/90s, including the middle aged woman who was at the heart of much of it. contains: some totally deranged gang warfare stories; a really fascinating look at the weirdness of chinese immigration policy in the 90s, when china's one-child policy pushed normally anti-immigration republicans to switch on this issue for pro-life reasons (the one child policy... maybe the one thing every american politician shares the same view on, for different reasons?); interesting background on fujian, the high-outmigration region of china from whence many of the principles in this story came; an accounting of an insane boat journey gone so wrong that at one point after the would-be migrants have been trapped in a harbor off the coast of africa (i forget which country), when they finally leave, two of them decide to stay because the chinese restaurant they've opened is doing so well. i keep thinking about the fact keefe highlights that of the hundreds of doomed migrants on this hugely traumatic journey who wound up deported after crash-landing, nearly all of them eventually made their way back to the US.

kazuo ishiguro, nocturnes - my first ishiguro since my teen ishiguro phase (a concept that should really be regarded the way that teens getting into heavy metal and grunge is in pop culture e.g. a sign to check in on their mental health lmao). didn't love these but i can't tell if that's because i prefer ishiguro as a novelist or because i'm just bad at reading short stories... also to be fair there were at least 2 ishiguro novels i read back then and was like "the fuck was that" lol. some very funny moments and a lot of like, amusing portraits of unlikable people, and i do love his style, which is like, a pathologically conversational first person that years of reading since has taught me is much more technically difficult than it looks, but ultimately it felt pretty slight.

naomi klein, doppleganger: a trip into the mirror world - klein takes on, like, "the wellness to alt right pipeline" is an oversimplification but topics in that neck of the woods, inspired by the wack ass shit constantly being tweeted by Other Naomi (wolf), with whom klein is frequently confused on twitter. this is an inherently very funny premise for a book and a lot of what klein says is in my view pretty accurate, and some of her literary/theoretical musings on dopplegangers as a Thing are interesting to read, plus the whole thing is on topics of interest to me, aka Alt Right Derangement And Weird Shit People Are Up To Online. however..... so klein says that she herself was very offline until covid happened, basically, and so if you have been online longer, and especially if you have been actively reading stuff about Weird Shit People Are Up To Online, then this book is basically a smart person catching up with topics you yourself already know a lot about. so in a funny way i found this a more enjoyable read than the shock doctrine, because it's less of an unrelenting fucking bummer about human evil and suffering, but it was also less enriching, because she didn't really bring any new insight to topics that, again, are probably in the top 5 of Post Headlines I'm Most Likely To Click On. like yeah, deranged alt right types are using the language of social justice and inequality and bodily autonomy to further their various causes... tru... i mean it is tru... i also think the fact that her default is a Not Online person who only changed her vibe after covid makes her a bit more of an internet doomer bc she doesn't viscerally get the nontoxic value possible to find in Online through diligent curation lol. but i do think it was a solid accounting of the subcultures and and ideologies she explores so like i said i basically liked it and if you're less tuned into weird internet radicalization currents than i am you will probably find it informative!

suzanna clarke, piranesi - i don't even know what to say about this one, probably tied with tender as my favorite book i read last year (strong fantasy year for me i guess). it's so crazy that suzanna clarke wrote jonathan strange & mr. norrell, the most perfect book of all time, and then did this, which is also the most perfect book of all time, in a completely different way. her gift for atmosphere and voice is second to none and in this one she uses it to draw us into caring so deeply for a narrator who can't even remember his own past - the book in some ways is a mystery and the doling out of information is perfectly paced but the reason it works is because we just love this guy because of how much he loves the universe. the final chapter expresses something about survival & upheaval & change (&, sure, trauma, if you want) that, as i said before & will come as no surprise, is so so so precisely keyed into an idea so deeply important to me... ahh! just sublime!

v. c. andrews, flowers in the attic - book club!! this book is CRAZY but there's only two real things i want to say about it: (1) a lot of what's totally deranged about it is that on the one hand, it has the most gothic novel ass set-up ever - horrible incest house of dark secrets and shame, children literally living in an attic, physical decay, etc. etc. - and on the other hand in all other respects its sensibilities are the most american 70s suburban ass thing, so that it's like, a gothic novel where the evil mother goes to secretary school and the kids watch sitcoms and cut construction paper in the secret attic... like, the tonal clash is soooo crazy, it's incredible; and (2) ok so like by the time it happens you 100% want those siblings to fuck. like. you just do.

suzanna clarke, jonathan strange and mr. norrell - counting this as last year even though i read the second half in january lol. ummm best book in the world. third time through and i genuinely think it gets better every time. most purely pleasurable reading experience of all time.

stephanie mccurry, confederate reckoning: power and politics in the civil war south - ditto re timing (technically i have like a couple pages of this one left and a few more quotes to post lol). i picked this back up as a comfort reread after the election and it slaps so hard it's crazy. love to read about how a bunch of war-losing loser traitors lost in no small part because it's hard to wage war as a modern state committed to resisting the tides of modernity!!!! sucks 2 suck!!!!!

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maude latour, sugar water - i'm kind of obsessed with maude latour not in terms of being obsessively in love with her music, although i think she's very good, but because she's my go-to example of someone out here doing girlpop toiling away in the spotify minds unremuneratively who i would easily and even gladly swap fame-wise with basically any of the pop girls in our current rising class (thinking of olivia/chappell/sabrina... none of whom are like terrible - well ok i have yet to hear a chappell roan song i think is actually good lol but i guess she can sing and it's nice that she's gay - but also alleged newcomers like tate mcrae? addison whoever? madison beer? these are not real people stop trying to act like they're real people! ladyraven ass pop girls...). she just makes really solid, well written, inventive but still catchy pop. i returned to this short album a lot more than i expected to, often thinking i wanted to hear just the first song (a standout) and then realizing i was happy to let the rest play through. also gay stuff, if you care about that.

sabrina carpenter, short n sweet - like it's all very competent and espresso deserves its flowers but who cares? who could possibly ever care? i've been SUCH an antonoff apologist and please please please is the first song where i felt like i was hearing him as his haters hear him, it sounds like shit. there are better moments and worse moments, some ok lines, she can sing, etc., but where's the vision? where's the personality? nothing to grab on to.

beabadoobee, this is how tomorrow moves - beabadoobee is obviously talented and intelligent and her music sounds enough like a kind of music i like that i always feel like i should like her more... but i think she's a little too stripped down and sophisticated for me. that said "ever seen" was one of my top songs of 2024, total absolute BANGER

charly bliss, forever - doesn't quite live up to the heights of young enough, but given that young enough is a strong contender for my favorite album of the past decade, i'm not really sure it could. this one is pop-punkier and very hooky lots of fun, and i just love eva's taffy-pull voice and wanna listen to her sing anything. also it has a song that sounds so much like a pop punk version of a kesha song it's legit uncanny to me.

pom pom squad, mirror starts moving without me - big step up from their last album, IMO, and i liked that a lot too! ambitious in an interesting way but also lots of fun. this one also has a song that at points sounds so much like a kesha song it's crazy, as does a 2023 album i was recently listening to by underscores... i feel like we're living in a big post-kesha moment and i don't know if anyone is appreciating it enough...

pale waves, smitten - i agree with pale waves that "what if avril lavigne got really into shoegaze and was also gay" is a great idea for an album. really pretty production on this one!

070 shake, petrichor - my friend dave was like "this album might be bad but i'm obsessed with it" and i listened out of solidarity and was like, i don't like this but i can understand why you specifically would. friendship!

charli xcx, brat and it's completely different but it's still brat - i never really listen to enough albums to justify having an album of the year but something about the release of the remix album really opened up the whole project to me and i was completely obsessed with it for a while and still love it. track by track most of the remixes are not quite as good as the original track (although some, like caroline polacheck's gorgeous turn on everything is romantic, are definite upgrades), but something about the spirit of generosity that infuses the project, the way it makes it all feel like a project more than an album, the sense that charli has thrown this party and she's invited up and coming spanish rapper bbtrix alongside ariana grande, the way it's less disciplined than the album proper but more expansive, at some points grimier and clubbier and at other points more emotive and romantic... idk. feels like a whole world. the so i remix alone, like - releasing a sad song about your friend who died, and then releasing a faster song about all the fun shit you used to do, that sounds more like a song your dead friend would have produced, is one of the most loving acts i have ever seen committed through art and it made me cry even though i never connected with SOPHIE's music bc i'm not really cool enough to be into hyperpop. rooting for charli at the grammies even though i know it's not gonna happen lmao.

other

jenny holzer at the guggenheim - there was a jenny holzer installation at the guggenheim!! it was really cool!! i finally understood something @rgr-pop said years ago about how it matters that she is a visual artist and her words (incredible as they often are as words) appear physically in a space. it is in fact Different, to see them in a space. in addition to The Classics (i got so fannishly excited spotting IT IS IN YOUR SELF INTEREST TO FIND A WAY TO BE VERY TENDER lmao), the installation also included a lot of her more recent and more overtly political stuff, some of which engaged specifically with the bush ii administration & iraq/afghanistan, which made for intense viewing given that i happened to go right around the time i read the shock doctrine (as did spotting the one about how mothers who have a reason to cry should do so in public....). jenny holzer is great! so glad i could experience that!

#isabel 2k24 #media 2k24 #OK now those can finally be put to bed lol

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bones4thecats · 1 year ago

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Hmmm..How about writing a scenario where the Greek gods(Hermes, Ares,Heracle and Apollo) along with the reader interact with the Sailor Moon universe?

A/N: These are my favorite Greek Gods when it comes to Zeus' lineage both canonically and non-canonically, so writing for the four was a ton of fun! I personally do not watch Sailor Moon, but I have friends who are obsessed with it, so my info came from them. Now, enjoy!!

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📨 Well this was quite odd

📨 You guys were just resting after calming down Zeus from the matches of Ragnarok that day when you were teleported to a random field where a woman stood

📨 Hermes helped you stand up while the woman turned around and pointed a sword and pointed it at his throat

📨 He smiled as he introduced himself;

" Apologies for the jumpscare, young lady. I am Hermes and this is my S/O, Y/N. "

📨 The woman looked at both of you before sighing, lowering her weapon before stabbing it into the ground and holding out a hand for you to shake

" I'm Sailor Mercury. It's a pleasure to meet you, Hermes and Y/N. "

📨 You had sat with the woman while awaiting a possible way home, knowing if you were slightly late for Zeus' wake-up-call, he'd go bonkers

📨 But in the meanwhile, you were wanting to know everything about these so-called 'Sailor Guardians'

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⚔️ He had been training with his men when you came outside with some bandages, as their swords had gotten caught against one another... again

⚔️ Ares smiled as you handed him a bandage, but immediately jumped up to shield you as you went from the colosseum to an country side

⚔️ You pushed him and yourself off to the side as a women landed, before blasting away a weird-appearing creature

⚔️ She looked at you both and sighed;

" How in the name of heaven are you two here? Y'know what, I don't wanna know! "

⚔️ The God of War glared as the woman gave her sass, even after the whole introductions

" Sailor Mars? What a rip-off, God of Mars sounds far better. " " Yeah it does, where is that guy anyways because I don't see him? "

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💪 Okay, one moment he was resting with you against his chest while leaning on a tree, the next he was fighting a random thing before a women jumped in

💪 He looked at you as the woman approached you both, giving a slight flushed face before apologizing

" I am so, so, so, so sorry! I'm Sailor Jupiter! What's your names? " " I'm Heracles, and this is my amazing S/O, Y/N! "

💪 Sailor Jupiter looked at you and smiled

" Pleasure, do you guys need some guidance home? I think I can help you! "

💪 While there, Heracles got along with everyone, which was quite normal

💪 Heracles smiled when you found your way home, offering hugs to all the Sailor Guardians, and he took your hand while walking through the portal saying;

" Do you think we can visit them sometime? "

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☀️ This was definitely getting old

☀️ You and him were just relaxing after a long day in the sunlight and when you closed your eyes, you remembered seeing Apollo's long pink hair

☀️ Then you opened your eyes, and here ya are!

☀️ A young woman with long blonde hair and large blue eyes stared at you guys and smiled

" Hello there, are you guys lost? Oh, sorry, it's rude to just ask someone that without an introduction! I'm Sailor Moon, are you two are? " " Apollo, God of the Sun, and this is my S/O, Y/N. "

☀️ Sailor Moon smiled and shook your hands before offering you guys a way out of the woods, as it could get dangerous at night

☀️ You two accepted and spent a few hours in their world before Zeus burst through a portal, he was yelling about how you two needed to be more careful for the portals

☀️ Apollo sighed as he shook hands with Sailor, bidding her a goodbye as you hugged her before waving and leaving

☀️ Now, he needed to make sure whoever was making those godforsaken portals stopped! He has a schedule!

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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 10 months ago

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Hobie can't find Diane. He hasn't seen her in days. And sure, he's not one to worry. But how could he not? He checks everywhere, and then as a final resort - he asks Miles.

"You've seen Di?"

Miles gives him a sympathetic look. "Hobie, I'm really sorry." He says, and for a second Hobie thinks something is wrong. But no, it's even worse than he can imagine.

"I...I got her into this anime and now... I don't know man."

Miles introduces Disco-Spider Diane to Anime

[Aka Diane loves Gojo and writes smut on the DL]

Now Hobie has NEVER been jealous in his life. He'd be damned before he lets himself get jealous.

But when your girl is laid up on the couch watching JJK for two weeks straight and you walk in on her staring at this on the screen???

Going "Gojo~ 🥺 ... Sigh..."

🤨😐

When she starts watching BNHA, it's game over.

She's always talking about how cool Dabi is and how she wishes she had a hot morally questionable superpowered boytoy to squeeze.

Meanwhile Hobie is sitting besides her like 'I guess I'm just chopped liver, ain't I 😭. Might as well take this bloody guitar and end my misery, why don'tcha?'

She sees one photo of Mirko and goes 'Oh my god, Bie. She's literally just like me right? Babe, she's just like me? I remind you of her right? We like.. the same person 🥺'

And then THE COSPLAY BEGINS. Not that Hobie is complaining about Diane walking around in sexy cosplay outfits. It's just weird when he compliments her outfit, and she's like "Thanks! I got it from-"

And then proceeds to show him the most ridiculous anime character ever.

It starts leaking into real life.

They're in the middle of fights and whenever they win she stops to do a Jojo pose.

She wears Sailor Moon cosplay to Spider Society HQ and loudly proclaims "I'm a Sailor Scout. Not a Spider-person."

(Spider-Scout, the half Sailor-Scout, half Spider-person is not amused)

She says very loudly during a meeting "OMG isn't Miguel like, Levi from Attack on Titan but tall? Like he has to use the lazer webs to fly in the air the same way Levi needs the wires to kill Titans and-

And everyone is like GIRL WHAT and Gwen, the only other person who has ACTUALLY seen AOT is like "No?? Diane. What are you talking about??"

It all comes to a head finally when one day Hobie comes to eat lunch with Diane.

He's always fashionable late within reason, but he walks into the cafeteria to see Diane hunched over a notebook, writing away.

That's rare.

With her dyslexia, Diane hardly ever writes - typically Hobie reads books outloud, recording them on cassette tapes for Diane to listen to later. But here she was, scribbling away.

And even in her twisted tiny handwriting he could make out the words

'Gojo x Black!Reader: Eyes like Oceans'

Hobie has no idea what the word 'Smut' means, but she's written it all over the page with the words "MINORS DON'T READ!!!!"

When he asks what he's doing, she jumps out her skin.

Hobie fights back a smile. And maybe even a laugh. "You writing fanfiction?"

"Maybe. No. Yes."

"What? You think Imma tease you? Can't be that bad can it-"

Cue Hobie reading most raunchiest, detailed, hoe-ish Gojo smut imaginable while Diane sits there like

Meanwhile Hobie side-eying the hell outta her 😭😭

She's like "We don't need to talk about the blindfold part-"

"And the part with the spankin-"

"I SAID WE DON'T NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT."

Finally, after weeks - Hobie caves.

He agrees to watch ONE anime with her and Miles, cause he wants his girl back wth 😭😭

Miles gets to choose - and he chooses one he thinks Hobie will like: Death Note.

Hobie doesn't just like it - HE LOVES IT.

Except....

"Oi, why's this L coming after Light? Mans is in the right."

"Uhhh?? No??? He's killing people with a magical notebook. L is in the right."

"And I kill people with a guitar, ain't no difference."

"Yes there is-"

"Oh but when Jogo kills people it's fine but when I-"

"FIRST OF ALL his name is Gojo and second of all Do NOT bring up my man. Hobie we will get to brawling right now, don't test me-"

Meanwhile Miles is like "WILL THE TWO OF YOU SHUT UP 😭😭😭😭 GODDAAAMMNN."

.... They agree to disagree. And Miles regrets his decision.

Now Everytime Hobie catches her watching anime Hobie will point at the screen at Diane's character crush and go "Bet I could beat his arse" - just to establish dominance.

Is he jealous? NO! Is Gojo his mortal enemy because he stole his girl without even being real? YES!!!

It's okay Hobie. Just cosplay as Sasuke Uchiha and you'll have her back right away. Maybe.

#I needed an excuse to incorporate Megan's Anime obsession into Diane 😭#Diane's like 'I'll be Sakura and you be Sasuke? pweease?'#I don't watch jjk but Gojo is a great pic imo #spiderman #atsv #spider man #marvel #across the spiderverse #hobie brown #spider punk #spiderpunk #Hobie x oc #hobie brown x oc #spidersonas #spidersona #DiscoSpider #discopunk #disco spider

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sailormew4 · 2 months ago

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Fanfic Writer Interview

Thankyouuu to @earthtodora for the tag!!

Tagging: @m34gs and @vulpixen

wow this one is a bit long oops.

How many works do you have on ao3?

I have 28 works currently on ao3!

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

Outside In: One, if not the first BNHA fic I uploaded. I'm honestly surprised this one is the one that made start to get known in the BNHA fic atmosphere. The plot is based on that one Teen Titans episode where Beast Boy and Cyborb go into Raven's mind. This time, Bakugo, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Iida go into Midoriya's mind. This is BakuDeku Fic. Fun Fact: This is actually the first time I did something like this, in fact I did something similar for the Voltron fandom right here on Tumblr. Status: Complete

Add Water: THIS IS MY SECOND MOST KUDOS FIC? So context: This is an H2O: Just Add Water x Voltron crossover fic. The premise is Lance is the grandson of Cleo and Lewis from the original H2O series. It's still canon compliant so he's in space trying to hide his mermaid secret from everyone. Gosh, this right season three I wrote this, I haven't touched this fic since 2018 (Voltron Depression am I right?). I might actually go back to my VLD fics. This one does contain Klance. Status: Ongoing.

Mariposa: A MIRACULOUS FIC? DAMN I DIDN'T TOUCH THIS SINCE 2019! So, typical Marinette gets akumatized cause GOD DAMN IT I STILL NEED THIS! I want her to reach her villain era lowkey and give Chat Noir the spotlight he STILL deserves. Status: Ongoing

Friendship in Flames and Curses - OHOHO! Now this one I hoped would be in top five. This is simply a crossover between Blue Exorcist and Jujutsu Kaisen. Rin gets taken by Sorcerers by mistakenly being seen as Curse User. Him and Itadori becomes BESTIES! The comments in this became so crazy, I recently finished this not too long ago on 11/18/24. No focused romantic relationships until the sequel (currently in the works). But I love this fic SO MUCH. Status: Complete

Forget About Love: - Oh my gosh, I'm exposing my Klance Days. This is probably one of the few Klance fics I finished. The premise is after Keith leaves for the Blade of Marmora, Lance is hurt and misses him to the point he takes a potion to make him forget the hurt which makes him forget Keith and his love for him - which fundamentally changes for the worse. Fun Fact: The title comes from an Aladdin 2 song, but the premise is inspired by an episode from the show of Once Upon a Time. Status: Complete.

Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?

I LOVE responding to comments. I used to reply every chance I got to them, but took only replying after I update the fic. I got tired of constantly getting comments to update. But, I always screenshot my favorite comments.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angriest ending?

... define angry ending? Cause I can tell you which fic I wrote with the most anger? I always strive to have happy endings, maybe bittersweet. But the only one I can confidently say I wrote in anger was my fix-it fic for Voltron Season 8 End to a Beginning. That shit I wrote almost 22k words from spite from the finale. I still plan to update it cause I was really excited but uh chapter two is still kicking my ass.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Well, almost all of them have a happy ending. I would say the most happy would be either JJK x Blue Exorcist fic cause its a happy note and had a pretty humorous ending, but there is also my UsaMamo fic Homey Touches where Mamoru realizes Usagi makes his home.

Do you write crossovers?

HA! Did you read my top five? Two of them ARE crossover fics, well they're more AU adjacent kinda. You'll see what I mean. Some others ones I've written are

Legacy of the Moon: A Sailor Moon X BNHA fic. After the death of Sailor Moon, another thousand years passed and Luna finds Bakugo and says he's Sailor Moon, but he refuses to believe it. A BakuDeku focused fic as well. It's still ongoing and the latest chapter is currently being written

An Alien Device: A BNHA x Ben 10 fic. In the summer before the last year of middle school Midoriya is forced to go on a vacation with Bakugo and his Dad. On the first night, an alien device crashed landed to reveal the Omnitrix and stuck itself upon Izuku's wrist. This is also BakuDeku.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

... have I? This is a genuine thing. I'm mostly bad with social cues, so I could never tell if something was out of hate or confusion. I probably did, but just don't remember it or simply ignored it.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I.... do not. It's mostly because smut itself to me is kinda just... there. Maybe its the demisexual in me, but when I read fics that have smut. I do kinda just... skim it over. Like I'll read it for the genuine emotion but not the actual well physical stuff.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

If I did, I do not know. I do know that I have a now long abandoned fanfiction.net account (I should move some of my How to Train Your Dragon fics I had there to Ao3). But if I did, I don't know about it.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

... I have been offered. One of my fics was offered, but I had to turn it down cause it wasn't going to be published on Ao3 but a different sight. I just didn't feel comfortable with the idea of having it out there without me knowing what's going on.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, why with @vulpixen with a Gravity Falls fic. I was in high school, so I couldn't write as much as I wanted and since I was using her OCs we decided to just co-write together. She did most of the heavy lifting while I did most of editing and stuff. I'm always open to now co-write more often now, in fact I did have a fic being written with Codi ( @collisiondiscourse ) for a BNHA fic. But they're busy with Uni. They do draw me the most amazing cover art for some of my fics tho!

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

... Soooo this is kinda a loaded question. See, I don't have a singular OTP that dominates. I have a Mount Rushmore where I will eat any content of them like its the most delicious bowl of curry ever and it influences all future ships. Those being UsaMamo aka Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon and Mamoru Chiba/Tuxedo Mask. This was the start and I will always think of them when comparing any current ships I have. Next would be of course BakuDeku aka Bakugo Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku from BNHA. I don't think I need to explain this one. This sucker got me by the neck when Kacchan got kidnapped and I ain't ever leaving. Next is Klance aka Keith and Lance from Voltron Legendary Defender. By god, if you see me now and think "Wow she's super into BakuDeku"... you have not seen me at my most FERAL and potentially insane. In fact, I did not realize how much this ship STILL holds me its claws until the recent news of it being taken off of Netflix. And the final one *drumroll* is MadoHomu aka Madoka Kaname and Homura Akemi from Madoka Magica. Now this ship, while I don't talk about as often as I like is because their story is still going and I want to see how it ends. Doomed Yuri at its finest.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Any fic, I haven't updated before 2023. I love all my fics to bits but sometimes, hyperfixations come and go. I do plan eventually especially with my resurgence of Klance love, but it might be a while.

What are your writing strengths?

I think its dialogue. I often say my own dialogue aloud when writing to get the tone right. Plus, I'm very much a word person. So I think is my best.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Probably a lot. I know I'm my own worse critic, so I'm harsh. One that I try is conveying words through actions or setting the scene essentially. I can't quite get the tension right in my opinion, but maybe that's because I know how it ends. I haven't really asked what it could be from others.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

So I watch anime and read manga. So my thought process is write how the character would think, so for example in my anime fics, I use honorifics if the character does in speak, but in thought its just the name. When there's multiple language at play like say my Voltron fics where I make Lance use Spanish, I just use the Spanish and give translations at the bottom.

What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

So damn, can I say any of the ships I have yet to write for or ones that have like "dead" fandoms. Take Tokyo Mew Mew for example, I want to write an IchiSaya (Ichigo Momomiya x Masaya Aoyama) fic so bad because back in my middle school days THAT was the rare pair despite being canon.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh definitely Legacy of the Moon and Friendship in Flames and Curses. I love Sailor Moon and BakuDeku so much and that one is still so fun to write. As for my JJK x Blue Exorcist Fic, that one is simply fun to just write and have fun with no boundaries, like its purely self indulgent. You can probably tell how much I enjoy a fic by how fast I update.

#mewie posts #mewie writes #mewie answers #tag game #my fic #bnha #bakudeku #voltron #klance #miraculous #jjk #blue exorcist

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ask-moonbig · 7 months ago

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Will you become a Mooner?

I have spread my reach from Hermitcraft onto the place my believers call... Tumblr?

My mooners, specifically in the land they call "Boatem" wanted to more about me so they placed slips of paper with questions onto my alter and I received them

You may call me "moon" or "moonbig", I do not have a preference. Hm? My pronouns? Oh, she/her or it/it's works fine.

Stay in my good graces.

OUT OF CHARACTER INFO - DO NOT SEND ASKS BEFORE READING

I am -not- connected to Hermitcraft and take everything I say my own content. I am not actually the moon.

This is based on the moon from Hermitcraft season 8! I also run the @where-is-moon-big blog if you want more moon content.

You can call me Moonlover, MoonMod or just Mod and my pronouns are they/them

TAGS

Answering asks: #ask moonbig and #moonbig whispers

non-ask posts: #moonbig whispers

OOC updates: #moonlover speaks

Long form non ask writings: #the moon's logbook

Any posts with art pieces: #art

Moon playlist!

RULES

no nsfw, I'm a minor!

no spamming asks

Don't send asks that are just emojis or a single word

Ask me before interpreting this character into art of writing, she is pretty much my own OC so keep that in mind

Anybody from the ask-(person) collective or (character)'s-mailbox collective is free to interact, I'm fine with anybody from anywhere

Other fandom ask blogs are free to interact too

No dms to this blog or my main blog unless you ask

Keep this blog separate from my main blog until we are close enough friends

cursing is fine, I think it's funny. If you're a repeating anon please let me know if you are uncomfortable with me swearing to you. (I have the language of a sailor, I apologize)

Fair warning, a lot of this is going to have religious undertones bc the mooners are a religion. I myself are atheist and nonreligious so if I accidentally say somthing that is inappropriate in regards to religion please tell me and I will take it down or edit.

TEXT KEY

Moon's talking looks like this

((Out of character looks like this, and everything in tags is also ooc))

Thank you for reading! I'm fine going through her lore/explaining her backstory as many times as I need, so feel free to ask

#Moonlover speaks #Ooc post #Intro post #Pinned post #Ask blog #gimmick blog #Edited as of: Jan 29

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heycerulean · 1 month ago

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Live reacting to the first episode of ars PARADOXICA because it seems cool and i want to try it:

- would like to start off with the fact i'm eating a sandwich. it's a very nice sandwich. a subway sandwich. a chicken and cheese sandwich. this reading may be skewed by the joy of sandwich. - music goes hard - "hell does it even matter" that is an odd thing to say about the date - 1943? funzies - sally you are such a vibe. love you so far - very expensive baby generator thing? real. kilogram of platinum? where are you getting a kilogram of platinum? - "it won't do any harm" YOU ARE A SCIENTIST? WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT - loving the sounds here - ship goes crazy. love that - a swearing of sailors <- phrase that's going to live in my brain now - THE BRIG!!! (wolf 359 flashbacks) - SHIPS!!! I LOVE SHIPS!!! SHIP MUSEUMS!!! hey what. what your grandfather what. your grandfather landed on the moon. what - i was going to say that I loved WWII era naval construction but there are bigger problems here - "ma'am? excuse me ma'am?" <- I LOVE THIS MAN - I LOVE HIM ALREADY - (cautiously? no idea if he's like. evil or something) - (i've listened to podcasts before ok) - "i'm not sure what i'm doing here" preach sister - "DINGGGGGGGG" "calm down, save your strength" - chet whitman? chep whipman? i can't hear - I LOVE HIM - he just sails the ship <3 - (maybe???) - SPIES!!! yay :) - whigman? maybe? - Dramamine real - a cigar chomping army general <- chimney swift bird - WARREN KEPLER FLASHBACKS - COLONEL WARREN J. KEPLER FLASHBACKS - I LOVE SALLY - oh my god. 1940s warren kepler. i might die. what the fuck. how did i not listen to this before - william donnovan / bill <- WARREN KEPLER - DR. GRISSOM ICONIC!!! ICON DR. GRISSOM!!! - I C O N !!! - whickman? - if our 1940s warren kepler fucks up our silly ship man i am going to die - I <3 dr. grissom - -back to GERMANY? *smug look on his face* - "adolf and his crout goons" <- alright i change my mind he's kind of a bop - "pretty little head" <- i don't like you anymore. NOT A BOP - oct. 28th 1943 <- writing that down for reference - the Philadelphia experiment / rainbow test <- also writing that down for reference - plane out west -> jeep drives very long time -> big desert <- reference text - goes to spooky government town where scientists think about war <- reference text - ester roberts - jack something (didn't hear) - staff? - i love both of these people - ah okay they are the staff - THEY'RE BESTIES !!! - one sided besties??? - can't tell - normal besties??? - still kind of one sided besties - who is this man? he's kinda spooky - warren kepler 2.0 2.0 - 3.0? - 2.0 ^2? - anthony okay - "tEIR tHREE?" - i love him - this man is NOT warren kepler. i love him. - give him some cookies. some good soup. i need him to have good soup. he deserves soup - LORE ACCURATE ILLEGAL BALD EAGLE MURDER? (killing bald eagles became illegal in 1940. i was going to make a joke about the migratory bird act but apparently bald eagles are a whole separate thing. crazy) - anthony hates women? no thanks. no more soup. i mean it's time period accurate but no soup for misogynists - new identity dr. grissom core - i love her so much - someone get her soup. good soup. get her some kroger brand homestyle seasoned herb croutons. - music goes crazy - credit music goes crazy - love this - chet whickman? i still can't hear

#ars paradoxica #cererants

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thefcguy · 7 months ago

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Thomas Astruc Newest Interview:

Thomas Astruc and Zag recently had an interview which they talked about things from season 6 specials and so on…

I am not 100% sure how official they are, so, don’t take this 100% seriously.

Spoilers below:

1- Vesperia isn’t forgotten by the writters.

They said that she hasn’t appeared in any posters yet because her model isn’t complete, and that she is important, and that the team does care about her…

(Wow, the team cares about Zoe/Vesperia? The girl that they added in season 4 and threw under the bus the moment they got rid of Queen Bee? The girl that didn’t even get a Kitty Noir transformation? The girl whose plot in Representation about getting a girlfriend that I forgot the name was deleted due to the runtime? Keep telling your lies, Astruc… keep telling your lies…).

(No, I don’t agree with the hate she gets. I like Zoe. But Astruc saying he cares about her, even after all he did is a bit… annoying to me).

2- The Japan Special is the next one:

They haven’t confirmed anything, but, since Zag said that Lady Tiger will be very important, cause she will be their first hero with cancer, and that we will meet her very soon, it’s very clear that this teasing indicates Japan special is next. And Rio Special is forgotten once again (wow, as a Brazillian, “thanks”, Thomas).

(I am also worried about how they will handle cancer, considering they didn’t even make what Rose’s sickness clear).

3- Samg won’t be returning:

Yeah, that’s it. Their lost work is the London Special. The artstyle will change, and they will try to keep the animating on France only due to the leaks.

4- Season 6 will be filled with hints that the audience will look with new eyes on Season 7:

They said that, once we start seeing season 7, out view on season 6 will change completely, and that these hints will be bombastic.

(right, they are “very good” with foreshadowing. And by “foreshadowing” I mean either blatant teasing for future events, or retcons).

5- They are considering a Live Action for Miraculous… again:

They said they still need to rethink and see if their budget can handle it… I hope not, it would be probably really bad with bad CGI.

6- Other Magical Creatures:

They said that there probably are other magical creatures besides kwamis and renlings out there.

(wow, we barely know 10% of the kwamis that exist, and they want to create more magical creature. I will just say I hate when people create more and more elements before flashing out their older ones. It’s lazy, it leaves many questions open and, summing up, just not nice).

7- The reason why Lila has become a villain and wants the miraculi was already revealed:

They said that they have already left enough hints to why Lila has become the new Hawk Moth, it’s just that we, the audience, didn’t pay enough attention to it.

(I wonder this time what will be the retcon. Lila is as old as Master Fu and is a rebel from the Order of Guardians? She is Manon from the future? Either way, I doubt it will be convincing. Except if it is that she is an orphan that wants her parents back).

8- Thomas Astruc already created many miraculous AUs:

Yeah, even the show’s own creator likes to make AUs about it. His favorite one is where Ladybug is similar to Sailor Moon and she leads her own super hero team. In this AU, there is also no romance.

(I wonder if any of his AUs are better than the canon he writes).

9- The Melody Movie I back on production I guess:

Zag explained about the movie synopsis, which is about a girl needing to learn how to trust herself with the power of music (yes, it’s pretty generic), and the main character will be voiced by Katy Perry.

10- Chloe will be back:

And no, she won’t be getting a redemption. Astruc said that they try to write their characters on a logical way, so that they are consistent. And, no matter how hard they try, they found no way of Chloe regretting her actions and be like “Oh, Marinette, I was so mean to you!”, so, it doesn’t matter what he wants, it’s Chloe’s fault she doesn’t want to get better…

(I am not even a Chloe stan and this angers me beyond relief. First, they try to write their characters with consistence. WHEN? ‘Kagami’s friendship with Lila, Felix’s redemption, the whole amok plot, anything related to Lila on season 5, the fact they changed why Marinette broke up with Luka, the concept of the bee’ are anything but consistent. And say that Chloe can’t get a redemption? There are many ways for a character to get a redemption. Amity and Hunter from Owl House, Peridot and Lapis from SU, Sasha from Amphibia, and Zuko from Avatar all got a redemption. If you guys don’t want to give her a redemption, fine, but don’t try this whole “she can’t”, she is a character! And you guys are writing her!)

(Also, bringing Chloe back? I though you guys were trying to break the formula with the season 5’s wish, not go back to it).

11- The Story will change:

Not because of a reboot or anything, they just want to make it more serious and gradual.

(No comments here).

12- The Team has ideas for how 12 series of miraculous would be like:

They know for sure the 6, 7, 8 and 9 arc, and are also still unsure of what to do with the opening.

(12 seasons… when shows like Steven Universe gets 5, the Owl House gets 3, and many others get only 1).

13- Andre will get a redemption arc:

Thomas said that, unlike Chloe, he clearly wants to change, and the scene in Collution was a big character point for him. They also want to, someway, somehow, tell about his and Gabriel’s backstory someday.

14- Fun Facts:

The Supreme (the bad guy from Shadybug’s universe), will make a comeback at the series; Zoe’s crush at Marinette was due to love at first sight at the bakery (I think this is cute); the writers love Rolland because he was inspired by Thomas grandfather (and Simplifier is their favorite episode due to this fact); Akumatized!Marinette is a possibility; the writing for season 6 is at is peak, and a better version of season 5 (wonder which criminal boy will be redeemed and which girl won’t get the same treatment and be sent to live with her abusive parent).

15- The whole story we saw until now is only 5% of all he showed Zag when he pitched the show:

You heard that right, miraculous has still 95% of stories to give to us.

(I know that Superheroes usually have many arcs and stories they face, but that’s mostly because they are usually on comic format. I am not sure if it’s worth telling so many stories in a cartoon series).

Now, I leave to my miraculous mutuals @natedogx15 @nerd-chocolate and @artzychic27

to share their opinions. They might even change my mind for season 6.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous salt #thomas astruc salt #felix salt #chloe neutral

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pieground · 2 years ago

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"There's A Bug!"

In which you asked the residents to get rid of a bug/insect in your/a room.

🐞Sebastian

➛ "F*CK U."

➛ Obviously, you chose the wrong guy.

➛ Would dead-stare you in the eye, hand you a broom, and leave without saying anything.

➛ What do you expect from him? Surely you can take care of a bug by yourself...RIGHT? RIGHT? SAY YOU DO OR HE'LL BE SCREAMING IN THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS FOR HELP. (It's a cannon that dis dude can scream loud enough to wake the mansion lmao)

➛ He will be anywhere but near you until that bug has perished. You will literally see him hanging sheets in the garden, eyeing you while you're in the hallway of the second floor—most likely trying to figure out if you have killed the bug or not.

🐞Napoleon

➛ "A bug? Where?"

➛ Why did you ask him? Now he's obligated to chase you around with the bug squished in between his fingers.

➛ He roamed lands when he was an emperor and he came across so many insects in his life. He likes how unique different types of bugs look.

➛ He'll stop teasing you tho... when you're ready to pass out.

➛ He will toss the insect out and would laugh at your state. Of course, he will say sorry but doesn't really feel guilty about it.

🐞Isaac

➛ "Oh? Wait, give me a second."

➛ The most chill about it. Grabs a napkin and takes the bug. He'll give it a short inspection.

➛ CRASH COURSE ABOUT INSECTS. BE READY, IT'S PROFESSOR NEWTON. YAY.🥳

➛ "This is a rhinoceros beetle, it's harmless."

"Not to my mental health."

To get a mutual understanding of this, you need to compare Arthur and Dazai to a bug and why you avoid them.

➛ Will take it outside and set it free~ go birdy, fly~

➛ Make sure to thank him, he'd be extremely red in the face but it'll make him feel really good!

🐞Theo

➛ "Deal with it on your own, I ain't got time for some goddamn insect."

➛ Two minutes later, he's in your room with a broom in his hand. Reasoning: this bug may interrupt Broer while he paints. (Not that Vincent would mind. The dude literally has a painting with a grasshopper stuck on it.)

➛ He'll do this in the Dutch way~, which is just the same way as everybody gets rid of bugs. And yes, he intends to perish it. It's Broer or the bug. His choice is obvious.

➛ He's giving Sailor Moon, but there is no moon. He'd be cussing every time he whacks the insect. Your room is now a battlefield. You might as well invite Napoleon and Jean over, maybe Arthur too, but you doubt he'd do anything at all.

➛ Would miss multiple times but mind you, he'd be hitting that thing until it's powdered, gone, perished, unexisted, unbirthed while saying things along with the thought of "regretting that it ever existed."

🐞Arthur

➛ "Bug?"

➛ Most likely that he was writing when you ask for his help. Will agree instantly, he could use some break right now.

➛ His weapon is a colander. The intent is to capture.

➛ Now, don't scream while he catches it okay? He'll scream too.

➛ That guy who goes "whoa, whoa..."

➛ When he realizes the need, he devises a plan. "Now, luv, if only you would..." and of course, his plan works. The insect is now in a makeshift cage made of a colander Sebastian now is looking for in the kitchen and a sheet of paper.

➛ Your role is to pick it up and throw it outside the window.

➛ Now there is three probabilities. 1. You can do it. 2. You can do it but you throw it along the colander. 3. You can't. Arthur's deduction says it's gonna be the 4th probability, you can't and you will throw the colander outside, leaving the insect inside your room.

➛ He was right.

🐞Mozart

➛ "WHERE?!"

➛ Will evacuate instantaneously. "What if I'm allergic to it?!" After all, bro's immune system needs immunity too.

➛ Running for the hills~

➛ If it's in your room, well good luck! He couldn't care less. If it's in the music room, that's a different story.

➛ Help Line: Leonardo or Jean. Not Sebas since they have a silent agreement about this stuff.

➛ No help available at the moment? Swat that thing with a broom— oh, it flies.

➛ Would need to get out of the room to gather courage, re-enter.

➛ woah, woah TF IT'S DOING WITH THE PIANO KEYS, IT'S CONTAMINATING IT

➛ but ya know, Ia also see him calmly removing the bug. Picking it up with a broom and a dustpan then tossing it outside the window before he let out a big breath. And then he will proceed to scrub every surface.

➛ introduce him to rubbing alcohol, I'm telling you, he ain't going anywhere without it.

#ikevamp #ikevamp hc #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp theo #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp arthur #ikemen vampire #cybird #ikemenseries #ikemenvampire #ikemen series

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icannotreadcursive · 6 months ago

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Was tagged by @grownupchangeling, whose image ID text I also borrowed from. Thanks!

Anyway, fandoms I write for: Hazbin Hotel, Brokeback Mountain, The Old Guard, Sailor Moon, Marvel, The Witcher, and a smattering of others.

Now! Talking about my answers on this XD.

I still have an FFN account, I'm ChinamiMorimoto, but I don't really use it anyomre. Whenever I actually write more on my long-on-hiatus Winter Soldier fic, I will be posting that there, cuz that fic predated my Ao3 account and I was cross-posting it once I got that account, I'll continue to cross post it once it comes off hiatus.

I'm Eiiri on Ao3.

Yeah, I write smut now. Cannot fuckin' believe the first smut I posted was not cowboy smut, but the demons ate my brain. (There will be cowboy smut eventually. There will also be Trigun smut; that one's half written.)

I marked the roleplay one with a question mark cuz, like, kinda? Spontaneously, casually (and usually briefly) with buds, sure, but not in any kind of roleplay account way. And I do have one friend I sometimes do pretty extensive rp-writing with but I don't really count that as "online".

So much beta'ing for friends. So much.

Honestly more of my fics go up unbetaed than actually get betaed.

Ho, all my fic is self-indulgent, that's why I'm writing it.

I HAVE left kudos more than once on the same thing! Can only do it once while logged in, but if you log out and use more than one device..........

I clearly write a lot of M/M, but I've written a bit of F/F too.

My brain starts weaving stories about every fandom I get my grubby little racoon hands on, it's just a matter of if I write them down.

I am a research fiend.

People have been drawing things for my Hellish Encounters series of Hazbin fics and I am so incredibly honored 🥺 You can find some of it here and here!

So many unpublished, and let's just not talk about the half-finished ones partially posted and on hiatus.....

There are so many stories I've started on my phone at 3 am cuz that's when the ideas hit lol

Very much depends on what you think counts as "drunk." I effectively never drink to the point of significant intoxication, but writing tipsy? Oh yeah that's happened.

The Measure of a Tit. It's a short, cute, funny little Sailor Moon ficlet and I really think it deserves more love. It was bouncing around in my head for years before I finally sat down and wrote it, and I love how it turned out.

Swear to god I am gonna make money off of writing shit, I just need to get something actually produced or published.

Tagging: @hotcocoaandstripedsweaters @nerdsandthelike @when-did-this-become-difficult @mediumorange @greentealycheejelly @non-un-topo and anybody else!

Blank bingo under the cut

#tag game #bingo #bingo card #writer bingo #thanks for the tag!

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vodika-vibes · 1 year ago

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Our Choice

Summary: After three months of non-stop nightmares, ARC Knight Fordo is exhausted and at the edge of what he can handle. And on the most recent mission to find Count Dooku, Fordo finally finds his peace.

Pairing: ARC Knight!Fordo x F!Reader

Word Count: 4564

Warnings: some angst

A/N: I still can't write action scenes, they always feel awkward to me. Also, this story is based on the tale of Serenity and Endymion, from Sailor Moon.

divider by saradika

The war against Serrano has been going, non-stop, for three months now, and ARC Knight Captain Fordo would be the first person to tell anyone who asked that it was just…going.

The war, however, has spread to other countries now. A large majority of countries have thrown their support behind Mandalore, though some have decided to throw their support behind Serrano.

It is, in a word, exhausting.

Fordo has been on the front lines since the beginning. He was the one who took his squad and found a path into Serrano for the army. And he was the one who determined the best way to bombard the Palace of Serrano without accidentally killing the Doc.

Fordo lays on his cot, in his private tent (rank has very few privileges, but his own tent is one of them), and he stares at the ceiling. He’s exhausted. Bone deep exhausted.

The bitter chill of Serrano cuts through his armor like it’s not there, and saps his strength whenever he has to fight against the constructs that Serrano uses as their army. Even the tents had to be reinforced as they pushed deeper and deeper into Serrano, as the biting cold ripped through them like they weren’t there.

Fordo sighs and closes his eyes, trying to ignore the way the wind howls outside his tent. A surprise storm has stopped the Mandalorians in their tracks, but it also stopped the construct army as well.

Small victories, he supposes.

Slowly he drifts off to sleep to the sound of the wind wailing outside his tent.

Soft, warm. Gentle fingers in his hair and a kind smile. “You work far too hard, my love,” Everything about her is soft, soft, soft…and he wants nothing more than to keep her safe.

“I want to keep you safe,” His hands brush against her cheek, and laughter slips through pink painted lips, “I need to keep you safe-” he breathes out.

She laughs again, delight crossing her face as she leans in towards him, “Oh, my love,” She whispers, “You have always protected me…and you always will.”

He smiles at her, though the smile fades as the warmth of the room dims. Shadows creep across the ground, and twine around trees. Shadows that kill everything they touch.

His voice catches in his throat as the shadows slowly coil around her. The shadows slide up her legs, her skin crumbles like dry clay. She doesn’t seem to notice. Her smile never once fades.

He’s thrown away from her, and he watches in horror as the shadows fold around her, and then rip her away. Her scream of anguish echoes in his ears-

Fordo’s eyes snap open, and he immediately rolls to his side as he dry heaves off the side of his cot. His hands are shaking and he’s sweating…not to mention the fact that his heart is racing in his chest like he’s just run a marathon.

The nightmares are getting worse, he notes absently as he rolls back onto his back and tries to settle his racing heart. He presses his arm over his eyes and swallows the bile in his throat.

Fordo has been dreaming about the soft woman since he was a child. And as he’s grown, the dreams have become more and more detailed, though he’s never been able to see the soft woman’s face.

They’ve been a source of comfort for him over the years. No matter how bad things get with his training or his deployments, the soft woman is there, every night, whispering her love to him.

But in the last few months, since the war started, the dreams have twisted. Moving away from the soft warmth of his dreams, into the cold harshness of nightmares.

It’s beginning to become a problem.

How is he meant to fight in a war when he’s not getting enough sleep?

Fordo exhales slowly, feeling his heart rate slow back to normal, and he slowly sits up and swings his legs out of his bed, and he walks over to his foot locker. Sitting on top is a small bottle of little pills.

Medicine to help him sleep without dreams. Prescribed by the Doc when he went to her and admitted that he wasn’t sleeping properly. He opened the bottle and grabbed a single pill.

As much as he loved seeing the soft woman, seeing her die night after night after night was not doing anything wonderful for his mental health. He pops the pill into his mouth and returns to his cot.

No more dreams for tonight, thank you very much.

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You gasp for breath as you slide on the ice that covers the road, allowing the ice to lead you under the construct, and then you twist and scramble up the construct’s back and drive your dagger into the control seal on the base of its neck.

It crumbles into a pile of dirt and salt, and you sigh, “We’re clear!” You shout, “Come on!”

A group of children, teenagers, and young adults emerge from broken, burnt out, buildings. The children run to you first, followed closely by the teenagers (many of whom are cradling infants and toddlers in their arms) and then the young adults cover the rear.

“Our safe haven isn’t far,” You say as you place your hand on the head of one of the trembling children, “There’s warm clothes and food waiting. We just need to get there.” You smile reassuringly as you resheath your daggers, and motion for them to follow you.

Almost four months ago now, the country of Serrano instigated a war with the Kingdom of Mandalore when they kidnapped a healer. Three months ago, Mandalore declared a full war on Serrano.

Two and a half months ago Count Dooku arrived in Northpass (a border city high in the mountains that is technically not within the borders of Serrano) and demanded that the people fall in line with him and his beliefs.

And the people in control…the mayor and his council…they agreed.

They instigated a mandatory draft for anyone over the age of 16 and under the age of 35, and anyone who argued with the policy was shoved into a work camp.

According to the new laws of Northpass, you should have ended up in a work camp. You had been the loudest, and most outspoken, dissenter against getting involved in Serrano’s war.

As it happens, nepotism is alive and well in Northpass, which means instead of getting shoved into a work camp, you ended up on house arrest in your uncle’s house.

Honestly, it would have been better for him if he did send you into a work camp, because there was nothing stopping you from breaking out of the house, and creating your own camp of other dissenters.

Dissenters who were more than happy to break into the various work camps and rescue the people who were being held there.

Now, most of the work camps are empty, filled with constructs which are used to create more constructs, and you have your own camp, located in an old mine just outside of the city walls. And there are almost daily skirmishes between the people in your camp, and the people who genuinely support Dooku.

You open a well hidden door in the city wall and move to the side to allow the mass of people through before you, and once you’re sure that there aren’t any stragglers, you slip through yourself, and pull the door shut behind you.

You lead the group through the woods, and then into an old cave. Once inside, you herd the group into a receiving room, where they’re processed by some of the other dissenters, and assigned to different sections of the mine, based on if they have any family in the mines already.

But you don’t have to stay for that. They’re in good hands, and will be safe now, so you take the lift down into the deepest level of the mines, and walk through the dimly lit tunnels, until you reach a massive chamber.

“Welcome back,” Marios says from where he’s standing over a table and staring at a large map with a furrowed brow, “How was your trip, kid?”

“The southernmost work camp is now empty,” You report, “It was mostly filled with kids and teenagers. They were even holding infants.” You add with a disgusted shake of your head.

“Yeah, I guessed as much.” Marios replies with a sigh, “There’s a massive storm coming from the North, we’re going to lock down the camp until it passes. It looks like the Mandalorian army is stuck in the storm right now.”

You sigh and rub the back of your neck, “Unlucky them.”

“Unlucky us.” Marios corrects, “We only survive this with the help of Mandalore.” He reminds wryly, and then he looks at you, concerned, “You alright?”

“I haven’t been sleeping well,” You admit.

“Nightmares?” Marios asks sympathetically, though there’s something probing about his expression.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Well, go get some rest. I don’t have anything for you right now.” He replies with a fond smile.

“Yeah, maybe I will.” You say easily, turning on your heel and heading back to the lift. You hit the button that brings you up one floor, and then you walk the long twisting path until you reach your room. You move the curtain that acts as your bedroom door, and you activate the lights with a touch of your finger.

You peel off your boots, and change into something more comfortable to sleep in, and then you lay down on the thin mattress that is settled in the corner, and pull your blanket up over your face.

Your exhaustion drags you to sleep before you even realize it.

There’s a chill in the air, brought about by something external, and you rub your arms to try and ward away the chill.

“You seem troubled, love.” You turn and smile at the tall man lounging on your couch, “What’s wrong…and how can I help?” He asks as he pushes himself to his feet and crosses the room at a sedate pace.

You turn to face him properly, unable to stop yourself from brushing your fingers against his cheek, “I do not know if you can help,” You admit, and then you shake your head, “My worries will keep, darling.”

He places his hand over yours, and he lazily brings your hand to his lips, and presses a light kiss against your fingers, “I hate to see you so worried,” he admits, a frown crossing his handsome face.

“I am never worried when I’m with you,” You correct with a loving smile as you step closer to him.

He reaches out for you and then stills as the room dims, something cold creeps across the skin of your hand followed by a burning sensation. You’re roughly jerked away from the cold, and shoved behind your love, and you cast your gaze to your hand.

There’s an angry burn on your hand, and your skin flakes away as the burn spreads.

You hear a cackle, and you peek from around your beloved, and you spy a person standing on your balcony. His smile is red and twisted, and shadows writhe around him, as though he, alone, is holding them at bay.

He opens his mouth to say something, but you don’t hear anything. You hear your beloved say something, though you’re unable to make out the words.

You hear a high pitched ringing in your ears as the man moves towards you. There’s a blade in his hands, and your love moves as well, flinging himself in front of you and taking the blade through the chest-

You wake with a scream on your lips. A scream you muffle by pressing your face against your pillow. There are tears streaming down your face, and your hand, the one that had been injured in your dream, is pressed against your chest.

You curl yourself up into a ball, as a silent sob rips from your lips.

Please, you plead silently to whichever deity might be listening, no more dreams.

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“Wow, you look like shit.” Alpha-17 notes as he looks over his younger brother, his gaze lingering on the dark circles under his eyes.

Fordo scowls and fling a ball of paper at Alpha’s face, “You look like shit.” He counters hoarsely.

Alpha frowns, “Do you need a day, vod?” He asks, genuinely concerned, “You sound like you’re coming down with something.”

“Just…give me something to do.” Fordo snaps, “Anything.”

Alpha frowns, and holds his arms over his chest, “Vod.”

“The nightmares are getting worse,” Fordo admits, “The medicine your pretty Doc gave me isn't helping anymore…they just keep me from waking up when the nightmare becomes too distressing.”

“Fordo-”

“Don’t. Just…I need something to do to get my mind off the fact that I fucking died last night. Please.” Fordo half pleads with his older brother.

“...alright,” Alpha says slowly, he unfolds his arms and motions to the map, “We’re coming up on Northpass. Dooku fled here after we took his palace, and it looks like he has encouraged the people who live here to help him.”

“So we have to fight our way through a bunch of civvies?” Fordo asks.

“I thought so, but no.” Alpha replied, “We’ve gotten some reports that the city is torn. The majority of young people who live here refused to bow down to Dooku, and so they fled.”

“To where?”

Alpha points at a spot on the map, “Best guess, they’ve holed up in the old mines under the city itself. There’s no entrance in the city proper, the only entrance is over here.”

“So what do you want from me?” Fordo asks.

“Meet up with them, and get whatever information you can.” Alpha orders, “I’m just sending you, I think sending even a squad would cause panic.”

“Alright. I can do that.”

“Fordo. Be careful…you’re not firing on all cylinders, vod.”

Fordo scowls at Alpha, “I’ll be fine. There won’t even be any fighting.”

“I’m just worried about you, vod.” Alpha says quietly.

“Yeah, well…don’t.” Fordo pulls his helmet on and slips out of his brother’s tent, and makes a beeline for the edge of camp. He easily skirts around the city, the massive walls making his sneaking so much easier than it normally would.

And eventually he comes to the clearing that marks the entrance of the mine.

Fordo’s not the least bit surprised when several young men, armed to the teeth, burst out of the mine and cautiously approach him.

“Who are you?” One of the boys demands as he holds his blade in a shaking hand.

Fordo slowly removes his helmet, “My name is Fordo, I’m an ARC Knight from Mandalore. I want to talk to whoever is in charge here.”

The young men share nervous looks, and they all shift uneasily. Not trained soldiers then, Fordo notes. Just young men who are willing to fight for their freedom…he can respect that.

“That would be me,” A slightly older man steps out of the mine. He’s not wearing armor or carrying any weapons, “My name is Marios, and I am…or was…the chief of Northpass Police.”

Fordo turns to regard him thoughtfully, “A police chief isn’t the same as a military commander.” He replies quietly.

“No,” Marios agrees, “It is not. Most of my men are out here with me, though many were injured when we took the first work camp. Follow me, young man. We should talk.”

Fordo follows the slightly older man into the mine, and onto the lift. And he folds his arms as the lift goes down, down, down. Deeper than he expects that the miners would actually dig. “This mine isn’t active anymore, is it?”

“Good eye,” Marios replies as the lift comes to a stop. “The mine has been closed for years, once the uppermost levels were cleared of all ores, that happened before I was born. This lowest part was then used for magic experimentation.”

“Are there wizards living in Northpass?” Fordo asks.

“Oh, not for years now. The last wizard who lived here died when my father was a child.” Marios explains, “But it’s safe, and well insulated, so it’s a good place for us to hole up.”

“Makes sense,” Fordo agrees as he follows Marios to a table in the center of the room, “My main question, Marios, is Dooku still in Northpass? We don’t want to have to fight civvies if we don’t have to.”

“You’re good men,” Marios says with a nod, “I’m afraid I can’t answer that question, but I know someone who can.”

“Can you get him here?” Fordo asks.

“Her, and yes, I can. It’ll just be a moment.”

*************

When you get the call from Marios saying that there’s a Mandalorian soldier in the camp, you can’t help the flutter of nervousness that fills you. You know it’s just a mix of your bone deep exhaustion (the nightmares have been nonstop and they’re always the same-) and your anxiety at the war, so it’s easy enough to push aside.

You step out of your room and walk down to the lift, and you ride it down to the war room. You see Marios first, standing at the table with his arms folded and a strangely unhappy twist to his expression. Strange…he had been so thrilled to hear the Mandalorians were heading your way not that long ago-

And then you see the soldier, and a jolt shoots down your spine.

Tall and broad, with messy hair, and dark skin. And a very familiar face. A face you’ve watched over and over and over again in your dreams. He turns to face you, and you realize that he recognizes you as much as you recognize him.

You can’t help but wonder if it’s as soothing to him as it is to you that someone else has been sharing those dreams.

You’re vaguely aware that Marios is still talking, but you completely tune him out as you cross the room and stop in front of the soldier. You offer him your hand and your name as you look up at his face.

He takes your hand, almost reverently, “Fordo,” He murmurs in response, before he bows his head and lightly brushes his lips over your knuckles, “You’re even more beautiful than my dreams.” He breathes out.

“I’m glad to see you,” You whisper to him, the rest of the world falling away as you look into his eyes, “I feel like I’ve known you forever.”

“Yeah,” He agrees as his thumb runs over your knuckles, “It’s a bit weird, isn’t it?”

You laugh softly, “Just a little,”

He takes half a step closer, close enough that you can feel the heat from his body even through the armor he’s wearing, and his free hand comes up to lightly brush the backs of his fingers against your cheek, he looks almost awed that he’s able to touch you.

You jump when a hand slams on the table, “NO!” Marios flings the table to the side and his hands curl into fists. “No.” He repeats, “I have worked, tirelessly, to make sure that you never meet up again, in any life.” He snarls.

You stare at Marios, inhaling deeply as his form shimmers and shifts into something else…something familiar.

Fordo curses and draws his blade, and you pull your daggers from their sheaths. “Don’t suppose you have armor, princess?” He asks under his breath.

“Not that I can get to easily,” You reply grimly, “Put your damned helmet back on, Fordo.” You add with a hiss.

He snorts, and pulls his helmet back on in a smooth move, “Try not to get hit, princess. I don’t want you to dissolve away again.”

“Only if you promise not to get stabbed, I’ve had enough of those nightmares for a lifetime.” You counter as you move a little bit away from Fordo.

Marios is shaking in rage, “I’ll just have to kill you both again. Start over a third time. Keep you separated even better. And then I’ll have her all to myself.”

“You’re fucking insane, Marios.” Fordo says sharply as he moves in the opposite direction from you.

“No! She’s mine! You stole her from me!!” Marios screams as he flings a ball of some kind of magic at Fordo, who dodges it effortlessly. “You stole her from me twice! Once in our first life and once now!”

“I’m a person! I cannot be stolen, you creep!” You snap, as you move to attack him, only to have to jump back and do a series of complicated gymnastics to avoid the shadows that he flung at you. And you mentally thank you uncle for insisting on the dance and gymnastic lessons when you were a child.

There’s the sound of metal hitting the ground, and you glance over to Fordo as he strips off one of his vambraces and gauntlets, as it starts dissolving.

You make it to his side, and are promptly tackled out of the way by Fordo as another magic blast slams into the wall where your head used to be, “We need to do something different,” Fordo says as he shields you with his body.

“Agreed,” You reply quietly. You bite your lower lip in thought, and then you glance up at Fordo, “I have an idea.”

“Let’s hear it.” He grabs your wrist and drags you behind a pillar for some cover.

“We can bury him.” You say quickly.

“I’m going to need some clarification on that, cyare.” Fordo says dryly.

“So this room used to be used for magical experimentation.” You explain quickly, “And while the lift feels like it goes straight down, the truth is that this room isn’t under the rest of the mine. It’s designed to be able to collapse on itself without harming the mine.”

“Okay…so no one using the camp for safety will be harmed.” Fordo murmurs, “How do we collapse it?”

“We need to get to the lift.”

“Done.” Fordo grabs a vial off of his belt and then whips around the pillar and flings it at Marios, who cuts it out of the air, causing a mass of purple smoke to cover him, “Come on.”

You run over to the lift, with Fordo on your heels, and you activate the lift as soon as you’re both on. You watch the console sharply, and as soon as the lift is high enough, a symbol appears at the bottom.

You press it as soon as you’re able, and a series of alarms fill the mine.

“What’s that?” Fordo asks.

“An alarm, so the people in the mine can evacuate. The collapse won’t hurt anyone, but better safe than sorry.” You reply.

The lift keeps going up, and then there’s a loud rumble and then an even louder crashing. And then the lift comes to a stop and you let Fordo lead you out of the mine.

Fordo stops suddenly as soon as he steps outside the mine. There are dozens of children, from infants up to teenagers, and just as many young adults. “This place isn’t safe anymore, is it?” Fordo asks as he pulls his helmet off and turns to look at you.

“No. It isn’t. The mine collapse would have been noted by the people in the city,” You reply as you press yourself closer to his side.

“Fuck.” Fordo rubs his face, “Okay, I’ll get you all to our camp. I want you up front with me, princess.” He says to you, “The kids and teenagers in the middle, with adults around the outside.”

You nod and vanish into the crowd to help everyone get situated, and then you return to Fordo’s side, “This is about as organized as you can get with so many children.” You explain.

“That makes sense. Come on…I have some questions I need to ask you about Northpass and Dooku.”

“Well, I can help with those.” You say with a wide grin.

*****************

“Fordo…what the actual fuck?”

Fordo winces at Alpha’s words, “I didn’t have a choice,” He defends, “Once we collapsed the chamber, I had to evacuate them. They’re mostly just kids.”

Alpha sighs again, “Fine. Fine. You’re right. And the vod’e are thrilled to have kids around. What did your friend say about Dooku?”

“She says that he’s not in Northpass anymore.” Fordo replies, “She’s not sure where, exactly, he went. But she guesses that he returned back to Serrano. Dathomir is on the other side of Northpass, and Mother Talzin holds no affection towards Dooku.”

“So you think we should turn around?” Alpha asks.

“Unless you want to invade Dathomir, yeah.”

Alpha lets out an unamused snort, “Yeah, I’m not doing that. We definitely do not need the witches of Dathomir on our case.” He sighs and rubs his face, “You’re dismissed, vod. Get some rest.”

He quickly salutes Alpha, and then turns and slips out of the tent, and he walks over to his own tent, and he opens the flaps, and then seals it behind himself.

“Everything alright?” You ask from where you’re sitting on his cot.

“Yeah, we’re going to be turning back from this point. Once we decide what we’re going to do with all of the kids.” Fordo explains as he crosses the room and sits next to you.

“Makes sense. I wouldn’t want Dathomir as an enemy,” You say lightly.

“Yeah, me neither.” Fordo says with a laugh as he starts pulling his armor off, “So…” He says slowly, “What are the odds that Marios is actually dead?”

“Slim to non-existent.” You reply as you turn on the cot and help him unfasten some of his armor, “Hatred like that does die.”

“I suppose that’s true.” Fordo says with a sigh, as he reaches down to pull off his boots, “Do you think he was telling the truth? About the past lives thing?”

“I dunno,” You shrug, “And, I mean, in the long run it doesn’t really matter, I guess.”

Fordo glances at you, “No?”

“I like you. I’ve liked you since I was a child and dreaming about the handsome man taking me on adventures, and keeping me safe.” You smile awkwardly, “So, does it matter what we did in another life, or even if it’s real?”

“You’re saying that the choices we make here and now are more important than the ones we may, or may not have, made in the past.” Fordo says easily.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Huh.” Fordo is quiet for a moment, “Well, I’m choosing you, princess.”

You grin at him, “Well, I’m choosing you too.”

The tent descends into a comfortable silence for a moment, and then Fordo flashes a small grin, “You know. I’ve slept like shit since this war began. You wanna stay the night? I’ll keep your nightmares away…and you can keep mine away.”

“Oh god yes. Please.”

Fordo laughs and nudges you to lay down, and then he lays down next to you and curls his arms tightly around you, burying his face in the side of your neck.

And, for the first time in months, neither you nor Fordo have a single nightmare…instead the dreams reverting to the soft warmth of the dreams from your childhoods.

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