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i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.
#sorry im bored of the same tags on this lmao#sometimes i think the confessional style loses impact because everything has to be excavated from the depths of the soul#and somehow. confessional writing seems to be going with the most disaffected bland sound possible. odd.#i love deeply personal songs! i love when songs sound like they mean something to the artist!#something something wider issue of mining trauma and being performatively vulnerable for quote unquote content#idk i don’t have the actual knowledge to write about this well there’s just something not landing for me recently#mine
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The Perils of Massive Clustered Indexes on SQL Server with Limited RAM
Introduction Hey there, fellow SQL Server enthusiasts! Today, I want to dive into a topic that’s been on my mind lately: the potential drawbacks of using enormous clustered indexes on an on-premises SQL Server with a relatively small amount of RAM. As someone who’s worked with SQL Server for years, I’ve seen firsthand how this scenario can lead to some serious performance issues. In this…
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get MOLTED, idiot
#genshin impact#venti#jean gunnhildr#zilly art#could he just use the wind to help? probably yeah#is he smart enough to do this? absolutely not#he either always got dvalin to lick it better. or liyue's water system get clogged#venti tries rubbing himself all over morax like a cat trying to get burs off but that rarely works#rip diluc's place would also be covered in feathers and a whiny archon#venti excuses himself to the bathroom mid-performance at angel share and promptly tells diluc he's got a mess to clean up in there#goes back to singing and drinking#diluc frantically stuffing feathers in a bag#he and jean ponder if they could make pillows with the down? sorry the pillows curse your dream with The Edlritch Horrors
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imagining kinich w s/o but ajaw has a teeny tiny crush on them
"then the great dragonlord k'uhul ajaw!- mmhmm.." the small pixel-like saurian starts to hum with relief, anger slowly slipping away as you scratched under his chin.
"how about you excuse kinich this one time?" a sweet smile dances across your lips as ajaw inevitably gave in.
"fine, since my favorite human asked me to do such." the word favorite being emphasized greatly, a stingy glare given to your boyfriend—kinich.
"didn't we meet first? actually no, on second thought- aren't they my partner?"
"hmph, such a lowly human doesn't ddddeserve such a regal being, like (name) here." pixels, and particles flew. a huff from the 8-bit little dragon.
you couldn't help let out a chuckle, a hum coming from ajaw. "I made them laugh!" he almost in a new sense of pride. beating kinich at something.
kinich simply sighed, making you laugh even more. "ha ha very funny. but don't forget whose significant other this is."
kinich leaned in to place the prettiest little peck on your cheekbone. almost forgetting you both were in public, trailing kisses down your neck.
"kin'.. c'mon not nowwww.." "mmm, I know.." a smirk crosses his lips, so close to begging you for more, till a little SOMEONE decided to speak.
"the great dragonlord, k'uhul ajaw, will allow your.. 'sarcasm'.. because OUR significant other—" "who said you were included you little jerk?!"
#──── resin: performances#genshin impact x reader#genshin drabbles#genshin headcanons#genshin fanfic#genshin x reader#genshin impact scenarios#genshin impact imagines#genshin smut#genshin impact#genshin fluff#genshin imagines#genshin impact fanfiction#genshin impact x you#genshin impact smut#genshin x gn reader#genshin x female reader#kinich smut#kinich x reader#genshin kinich#genshin impact kinich#kinich
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Decoding the Science of Lubricant Testing - The Road to Engine Awesomeness
Engine manufacturers are on a never-ending quest to make vehicles and engines cooler, faster, and more reliable. And guess what? Lubricants play a starring role in this journey. They help engines reach peak performance while being all eco-friendly and stuff. But how do these magical lubricants get tested? Buckle up as we take you on a wild ride through the science behind new lubricant testing. Let’s get started.
Experimental Development and Lab Testing: Cooking Up Formulation Breakthroughs
Picture a mad scientist's lab, bubbling with ideas and bubbling beakers. That's where the magic begins. Engine whisperers concoct experimental lubricant ideas to meet the ever-evolving market demands. They tweak fuels, lubricants, and filters to play nicely with fancy hardware like fuel injectors and exhaust after-treatment systems.
But they don't stop there. They put their ideas to the test in lab experiments, using crazy computational tools and top-secret modeling software. These experiments separate the "meh" from the magnificent.
The product life cycle of lubricants kicks off with experimental ideas that can fulfill the demands of the ever-changing market. Think of it as a scientific kitchen where engine whisperers mix up different ingredients to create the perfect lubricant recipe. They want to make sure it jives with all the advanced engine parts like fuel injectors and exhaust systems.
That's where the lab comes in. Scientists put on their white lab coats, grab their bubbling beakers, and start monitoring testing these experimental concoctions. They use fancy computational tools and top-secret modeling software to simulate how the lubricants will perform under different conditions. It's like creating a virtual engine playground!
Field Trials: Putting Lubricants Through Real-World Boot Camp
Field trials are like lubricant boot camps, testing their mettle in real-world conditions. Before they make it to this stage, lubricants have already aced the lab tests like a boss. But can they handle the real deal?
Well, field trials exist to prove that these lubes can handle the heat (literally). They protect engines under extreme conditions, control heat buildup, and keep contaminants at bay. Sometimes, field trials even uncover surprises like coolant in the oil sample or the wrong type of oil added during a service. Whoops!
Field trials are where the real action happens. Lubricants that pass the lab tests with flying colors get the chance to show their stuff in the real world. It's like sending a rookie athlete to compete against seasoned pros. These lubes are put to the ultimate test, facing harsh conditions and challenging situations.
Imagine an engine running in scorching heat or cold, enduring heavy loads and high speeds. Field trials ensure that lubricants can handle it all without breaking a sweat. Sometimes, unexpected issues arise, like coolant sneaking into the oil sample or a mechanic accidentally adding the wrong oil. It's all part of the adventure!
Executing a Successful Field Trial: Partners in Lubricant Crime
Collaborating with commercial fleets is crucial for success. These fleets are the lubricant superheroes, changing their oils regularly and sending samples for analysis. Technicians and scientists become friends, chatting away about lubricant performance and inspecting trial units like detective buddies.
And guess what? Good field trials have backup plans. They make sure to have enough trucks running the new lubricant and a reference truck for comparison. It's like having a trusty sidekick, always by your side.
Executing a successful field trial is like pulling off a heist movie but without the illegal stuff. It takes a tight-knit team of lubricant enthusiasts, fleet operators, and technicians. They work together, hand in greasy hands, to make it happen. Commercial fleets are the heroes of the story, changing their oils like clockwork and collecting samples for the scientists to analyze.
Technicians and scientists become inseparable pals, discussing lubricant performance like they're talking about the latest blockbuster movie. And here's the secret to a great field trial: having enough trucks running the new lubricant and a reference truck using the old stuff. It's like having a double agent, gathering all the evidence you need.
Field Testing for Fuel Economy
Ah, fuel economy: the holy grail of lubricant performance. But measuring it accurately is like trying to catch a unicorn. That's why we do real-world fuel economy trials, where the rubber meets the road (literally).
We equip test vehicles with fancy sensors to track torque and fuel consumption. Also, we set up precise acceleration schedules and drive on a super-long, super-level test track. We keep an eye on maintenance, weather conditions, and even exhaust differential pressure. And voila: we find out if these lubes can make your engine go the extra mile.
Fuel economy is the gold at the end of the lubricant rainbow. But measuring fuel economy accurately is like trying to juggle flaming bowling pins while riding a unicycle. It's tricky business. That's why we take the trials to the real world, where engines roam free and roads stretch for miles.
The Future for Lower-Viscosity Formulations: The Lubricant Revolution Continues
Welcome to the future, where lubricants are lean, mean, and fuel-saving machines! Lower-viscosity formulations like FA-4 are the rock stars of the lubricant world. They're like the superheroes that save the day, protecting engines and saving fuel like nobody's business.
How do we know? We've been in the field, testing these lubes in heavy-duty fleets and crunching numbers like math geniuses. And let us tell you, the fuel savings are off the charts! But we're not stopping there. We're on a mission to develop even more mind-blowing lubricant technologies that will revolutionize the industry.
Conclusion
We've taken you on a wild journey through the science behind new lubricant testing. From mad lab experiments to field trials that put lubes through their paces, it's been one heck of a ride. For more details visit us at https://veritylabsltd.com/.
But here's the scoop: lubricants are more than just slimy fluids. They're the unsung heroes that keep engines running smoothly, efficiently, and with a dash of coolness. As the automotive world keeps spinning, the science behind new lubricant testing will keep pushing boundaries and bringing us even better lubes.
#Monitoring Testing#Engine Performance#Automotive Science#Testing Methods#Performance Impact#Automotive Exploration
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There’s a very easy way to get around the fact that Assad is unable to pass for a teeenager if the show wants to adapt TVA and that’s to rely on the theme of unreliable narration. Armand begins retelling his history and according to him, he looked like he was in his early adulthood. No older than twenty four, for sure, but also not any younger than twenty. And then, just when the audience has bought it, just when this version of events has been presented as the truth for long enough, someone questions it. Asks if he really looked like that. Asks if he’s being honest with himself. And for the briefest moment, we flashback to Amadeo, the age he was when Marius first saw him. Beaten, shackled, afraid. And undeniably a child.
#allows you to have a TVA storyline where an age appropriate performer is acting it all out#since we CANNOT have Armand’s story portrayed by an actual child#but you just know Armand imagines himself as an adult. he blames himself. he was grown he had agency#but the truth is he was a child. a child who was abused and assaulted and forced to endure horror on horror#and this way you get the story AND the impact of ‘oh. you were a child. this happened to you and you were a child’#and you know he’s lying but this time it’s sympathetic to him. he lies because he has to#because admitting the truth will just shatter him#and I don’t think it should be Daniel to say ‘that’s not true. is it?’#(personally I think it should be Louis. who knows him so incredibly well. and that can be the place for forgiveness#for a reminder that Armand is horrible because of the horrors. and Louis accepting that and being properly let in for the first time.#77 years but only now and here is when I properly see you. and now we can love each other right.)#iwtv#interview with the vampire#Armand#tva#the vampire armand
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Mix Sahaphap gets to perform (and has the performance chops to perform) in a style that I’ve never seen any other male actor get to embody. Mix gets to unironically play the #strongfemalecharacter. The Beatrice, the Elizabeth Bennett, the Jo March. Strong-willed, emotional, kind-hearted.
Not only do the plot points line up, but Mix, more than any BL actor I’ve seen, fully leans into the embodiment of this archetype. In his roles, he rolls his eyes, pouts, banters flirtatiously, softens his posture and expression at small details. He doesn’t over-exaggerate and imposition other characters but his face also doesn’t hold back his character’s thoughts and judgments. And when the moments arrive, he lets all the hurt and anguish pour out in shatters of tears and visible heartbreak—the star-counting scene, anyone????—in a way that harkens to the operatic emotionality of well-done melodramas, soap-operas, and their contemporary Thai equivalent of Lakorn. It’s only that these have never been men’s roles in those.
It’s no surprise that one of Mix’s roles—Cupid’s Last Wish—is explicitly a gender body-swap, and Tian in A Tale of Thousand Stars is (albeit explicitly denied within the show) heavily connected to gender body-swapping. What Mix specializes in as an actor, and does exceptionally well, has been defined as feminine. To depict a kind of queer expression in this style is novel because it’s not camp, it’s not okama, it’s not a soft or femboy, it’s not a BL twink (Mix has been mostly excluded from the schoolyards and quads of the BL universe except for a role as a senior crush in Fish Upon the Sky). It’s too sincere and too adult for any of that.
In Moonlight Chicken we get to see, without the pretense of gendered mysticism, this performance style’s seduction, warmth, wit, and explosiveness within the framework of a general gay form of expression. It says that this kind of femininity might just be a gay thing. Not all gay men exhibit it, obviously—queer men aren’t a monolith. Still, it gives us something to consider about how we observe performance of queerness on screen, especially in front of an audience that puts so much more emphasis on ships, heat, and pairing chemistry to assess how well they perform a BL role. Could we look for other features to judge performance of queerness instead of how well they kiss?
Seme and uke roles would be the major performance style categories loyal BL fans assess actors with, yet even within the archetype his character’s fill within BL narratives, Mix’s performances differ from the typical uke depiction in BL because he really doesn’t perform them as passive. Rather, Mix’s characters and his portrayal of them are dynamic and demanding. It certainly fits certain stereotypes of ukes (Gilbert!) and their gay stereotype equivalent of bottoms as pillow princesses and brats. Mix’s characters, though, have more drive, agency, and compassion than that, and he plays them with all of those currents running underneath.
We certainly have openly gay writer/director Aof Noppharnach to thank for writing this kind of queer character for Mix to play in Tian and Wen. But for Mix’s specific commitment to the performance starting off with his (debut!?) role in ATOTS, we first have Earth to thank for believing in Mix’s ability and recommending him to portray the role of Tian, and then Aof’s acceptance despite his differing initial expectations for the character. Mix, Earth, and Aof have all been open about how Mix in his personal life and nature holds a lot of similarities to both his role as Tian in ATOTS and Wen in Moonlight Chicken. Some people might knock points off his performances because he’s like them. But his relationship to the characters, rather than dampening my enthusiasm for Mix’s performances, helps me appreciate his willingness to give an authentic performance in a style that hasn’t been encouraged on screens previously. It’s made more impactful that he chose to risk vulnerability to bring something personal that had previously been excluded from screens because of its gender deviance (and in broader society explicitly condemned). This doesn’t make a claim on Mix’s actual identity, but simply shows his willingness to understand and perform the expressions of his queer characters with an effort at empathy that many other actors would feel challenged to bring.
Some actors are chameleons, but some actors have a gift of a type within which they can explore depths and range that no one else can best. For me, that’s what Mix does in his work when directors and casting understands his talent. There’s a BTS video of Mix actually fainting during a scene while in Earth/Phupa’s embrace on the mountain that immediately brought to mind the wildly famous final scene in the film Camille where Greta Garbo as Marguerite dies in her lover’s arms.
For Mix, it was a serious incident due to regrettably extreme conditions and requiring the on-set paramedics, but these levels of theatrics, for me, are emblematic of what Mix is capable of as a performer, as well. After all, he had to faint in Phupa’s arms multiple times on purpose. It’s the kinds of Old Hollywood and heightened sentimental romance realms Mix takes his performances to! Then he can turn around and make it look easy to take that same character into grounded quips or dedicated everyday tasks. It only takes writers, directors, and audiences willing to see that men can feel this way and act this way. Mix has paved the way.
#mix sahaphap#earthmix#atots#moonlight chicken#cupid’s last wish#mlc#ossan’s love th#futs#fish upon the sky#ofts#Thai bl#queer history#queer performance#there’s a reason Mix can walk into the last five second of only friends and make such an impact#again I’m soglad to see more exploration of different queer embodiments in bls#but mix specifically changed my life#moonlight chicken was my second series after only friends#and I had just never seen a gay character in any media get to act like that with such earnestness#it was the first time I felt like I saw myself on screen#the jungle the series
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don’t think i posted this here…..
#genshin impact#chongyun#xingyun#xingqiu#yes this is violinist!qiu and drummer!yun making out backstage#they do this right before a performance btw#i would know#i was the crate in the bottom left
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just a bunch of doodles from the past weeks
figuring out how to draw them again
#last time i did draw them like properly was uhhh seven years ago?#time to redesign#i feel like paget's illustrations have a major impact on my watson#and probably jeremy's performance on my holmes#my art#sherlock holmes#john watson#ft. holmes in old lady disguise because#victorian husbands#my dearest boys
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This scene...
Noa mourning his dad was so heartbreaking to see. I was expecting him to cry like a human would. But him kneeling and curling up like a ball, The way his eyes shift thinking and taking it all in and silently shedding tears was so impactful. The silence was loud! 💯
Turns out Owen did some research on how Chimpanzees understand the concept of death and how they mourn.
and it made the scene more heartbreaking! I love that they're giving alot of thought into bringing Noa to life. Its just perfect. 👌
#kudos to such an impactful performance#the first time I watched it I had my hand on my mouth the acting was beautifully done#kingdom of the planet of the apes#planet of the apes#owen teague#freya allan#noa#mae#pota noa#pota mae#koro#pota koro#scene breakdown#bts#pota#kotpota#jane goodall#wes ball
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love how every pop or pop-adjacent artist planning a tour for the past two years and trying to find an opening act is just like "get maisie peters on the phone right now"
#ed sheeran coldplay taylor swift noah kahan conan gray kelsea ballerini... girl is BOOKED UP#and it shows in her performance#so many openers seem to just come on say hello sing a few songs and leave with zero impact#but at noah clearly a big portion of the crowd didn't know her and yet she was working the audience with headliner energy#talking#maisie peters
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#dsaf#dayshift at freddys#art#artists on tumblr#idk reblogs?#dsaf henry miller#terrifier#terrifier 2#rayman#rayman 3#popee the performer#popee the ぱフォーマー#popee the clown#genshin impact#arataki itto#itto genshin impact#dialtown#dialtown oliver#art the clown#reblogsss plslsspslsl
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A drop of ink, a blot spread across time
(Vintage au)
Plot summary: It was 1950s when pen pals were popular and almost everyone had one! You used to have a handful of them but the camaraderie between you and them faded as you got older. One day, you found a newspaper on your late great-grandpa's shelves in his bedroom. Excitedly, you flipped the papers to get to a specific page and bingo! There was a section for the addresses of people who are looking for a pen-friend much like yourself. After randomly choosing, you sent out your first letter and he replied back! However, you noticed something weird in the photo he sent...
Crds to @drinkthesky for the divider!
Men I deem fit: Alhaitham, Albedo, Imbibitor Lunae/Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Diluc, Zhongli, Venti, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Sunday.
(Fck alphabetical order, I can't do that sh*t)
The amber glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room as the open windows situated at the opposite of the door allowed sunlight streams to enter the room as its panes quivered in hushed symphony due to the beckoning of the hot air. If you moved closer to the windows, you could see dust particles illuminated by the natural light. Even after the passing of your great-grandfather, the bookish scent of his cologne still lingers in his bedroom along with his possessions which were either coated with a thin layer of dust or covered with a big white cloth.
The wooden floor creaked beneath you as you walked towards his bookshelves in hopes of finding pieces of classical literature and maybe learn a thing or two from it. You delicately traced your index finger through the long vertical rows of books, leaving a trail of dust on the pads of your digit. As you peruse through countless novels only to be unsatisfied until you saw a newspaper at the edge of the shelf, untouched by the dust that plagues the rest.
'How strange...' you thought to yourself as you rubbed your thumb and index finger against the surface of the paper to determine its texture: it was sandy and rough, definitely ancient but the format was similar to the ones your dad reads in the morning so it must be a freshly produced newspaper, albeit printed in a different quality of paper.
Or so you thought...
The newspapers in your hands gave you a glimmer of hope; it was an opportunity to find a pen friend! You used to have a few ones but stopped writing to them either because they used too much colloquial words or they had at least twenty spelling mistakes in each sentence which gave you a migraine whilst trying to make out if your correspondent was writing in a foreign language or not. But this time, maybe you could hit the jackpot and find an actually nice pen-pal. Excitedly, you flipped through the papers and stopped at the specific page which had a list of names along with their addresses under the bold heading:
'Pen-friends! Make new friends around the world!'
Your eyes scanned across the list of names, allowing your intuition to guess the personality of that stranger based on their names alone. But then, a specific name caught your eye- it was uncommon which was the main reason it stood out from the rest of the names which probably were taken from 'Top 10 best names for children of this year'. You took a closer look of the address below that person's name and turned out, both of you lived in the same area! A surge of enthusiasm rippled throughout your body and immediately tucked the newspaper into the inside pocket of your coat.
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The curtains of your living room slowly opened as you peeked your head out and pressed your face against the glass. A day had passed after you had sent your very first letter and heck, you even went a mile far by sending a photograph of your two cats to make a memorable first impression. Then- just like you had anticipated- the postman on his bike suddenly came into view and halted his vehicle by your mail-box and placed a letter inside. You clutched the folds of the curtains unable to contain the happiness blossoming inside you. As soon as the postman disappeared out of your eyesight, you rushed outside to take the letter out of the mailbox. The first thing that greeted your eyes was the immaculate handwriting and the scent emitted from the paper.
'How sweet of him...' you thought as you continued reading the letter in your mind. The paragraphs were neatly organized and made of outdated vocabulary that you wouldn't understand had you not taken an interest in classic literature. You could tell this man practiced utmost eloquence just by his letter alone. Overall, he wrote a few things about himself and asked you about your hobbies, what you like and blablabla.
But then, something struck within you concerning with the photograph he sent and notes written behind it:
"The construction of the mall is making my ears bleed. I cannot stand the constant sounds of the drills and other sounds coming from it. I daresay, you must be experiencing the same disturbance as we are only one street apart from each other. Perhaps we should plan to meet up after the mall opens. What do you think of it?"
The more you stared at the photograph and the note, the more confused you became. The picture showed the mall with the same as the one down the street but it was still in construction according to the photo. 'Huh?' A frown stretched across your face. That specific mall had been going on more nearly a century now to the point that the community had been urging the government to shut it down in order to build a more innovative one. Didn't it finish construction like a hundred years ago? But his photo told a whole new different story.
Suspicions rose inside of you as a spiral of questions revolved around your head- you found it difficult to process it. Not missing a beat, you hurried to your room to find that newspaper you took from your late great-grandfather's shelf. You mumbled in frustration when you couldn't find it; you swore you left it either on the desk or on the bed. Finally, you found it under the bed and oh my...
The letter was published a century back in time which meant that...
"T-The man I just sent a letter...was from the past...." The newspaper dropped from your hands. Your letter had ripped its way out of the fabric of time and went into the mailbox of a man who lived in the same area as you but different time period. He was in the past, you were in the future.
Still, a part of you felt curious about the interaction between two people of different dimensions. So you decided to reply back to his letter. What could go wrong...right?
To people who are more knowledgeable in time travel or parallel universes, pls don't attack me, I know what I wrote may or may not make sense for some of you but pls don't mind me 😭😭😭
And also, not proofread because I wrote this around midnight and I'm literally on the verge of dozing off- (Ik I have such healthy sleep cycles and I have to wake up at 6 am yayyy!! Sleep-deprived-students-core😘🙆🤗)
#Ngl I actually want to send a letter to a random address from 1950s newspaper or some era like that and see what happens lolll#But I know for a fact that I would actually start performing an exorcism if I get a reply letter 💀#Was meant to add Blade but he would probably leave reader's letter sit in the mailbox for like 3 months 💀#irenecallista#genshin impact#honkai star rail#genshin impact x reader#alhaitham x reader#Albedo x reader#Imbibitor Lunae x reader#Dan heng x reader#Dr Ratio x reader#Diluc x reader#Venti x reader#Neuvillette x you#Neuvillette x reader#Scaramouche x reader#Zhongli x reader#Sunday x reader#genshin au#hsr au
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Today I'm thinking about how so much of Colin's narrative speaks to the neurodivergent experience of having to pretend to be someone else as a survival mechanism. Of the pressure in masking because your real, authentic self is rejected or ignored: too weird, too quiet, too loud, too gullible, too soft-heart, too. . .everything. Too anything. And at the same time, not enough.
Colin gets excited about his travels, about his hyperfixations, talks and talks and talks about them, and no one cares. So, Colin shuts up. Colin writes letter after letter, and gets no reply. So, Colin writes in a journal just for himself. Colin tries and tries to make his family proud, tries to marry, tries courting properly, and it blows up in his face. So, Colin chooses not to date, to become a spectator. Colin is yelled at for trying to invest, so he no longer asks or talks about money, doesn't try to rock the boat in his city. Who Colin is, what he wants, ceases to matter, the fabric of him folded smaller and smaller- instead he focuses on the shell. Builds it in image of his older brothers, of the men around him. Mirrors them.
Anthony says he should have taken Colin to brothels, that he's a fool for trying to marry and his engagement blows up- Colin thus goes to brothels. Colin hops from city to city, trying on new personas like outfits, fine tuning each one. Is this it? Will this be what finally makes them accept me? Colin's appeal to the women of the ton is that he does not talk about himself- but about them. That they're wearing beautiful dresses, that surely they'll find husbands. Separating himself from them- cannot tell them of his travels, that he's not the brave one, it was everyone working together to help with the balloon.
Deflect. Never centered. Colin exists on the outskirts as Pen does, he's just hypervisible for his exterior, and invisible otherwise. His charm is that he pleases those around him. His wounds are that the truest version of him cannot accomplish that. Thus, he becomes hyperaware of what his impact is, first to apologize and last to be forgiven. Living for the approval of others is a trap. He knows. He's fallen into it, a bear claw around his ankles.
He feels like the only way he's worthwhile is if he's providing something for someone. An apology, or comfort, or ease, compliments or winks, a laugh or a distraction, good looks or a fantasy. Providing a happy life for Pen by stepping out of the way, his own needs secondary. It's being there for his mum for an escort or a soft heart to heart. It's taking Anthony's disappointment in him and being indulgent to Eloise's insults. It's giving Benedict his special tea and saying hardly anything about why he bought it in the first place. Bringing gifts to family members who did not write back to him as he wandered the world, alone. It's sticking his neck out for Penelope with Jack, it's providing a dance or a rescue or a good time, checking on Marina to make sure she's alive and okay, listening to Phillip. Colin isn't at all comfortable being himself, the himself that is messy, so he covers it in the himself that is useful.
But what he does, what he provides other people, is not his actual worth. He thinks he's being altruistic by stepping aside and languishing in his feelings for Pen, believing she'll be happier in the future with Debling, waiting and waiting and waiting, until that candle burns out and he's at the 11th hour- and when he snaps and goes after her, when he cuts into her dance, when he runs for her in that carriage, he makes a choice for himself that he thinks, in some way, is selfish.
But it isn't. It's what she wants, too. And there's something beautiful in the fact that with Penelope, his being real, what he thinks is so difficult and unwanted, is actually giving her what she has desired all along. They both find fulfillment and contentment in his unmasking. Penelope never wanted the shell. She saw what was beneath it. She loves what's beneath it.
And I think there's something. . .healing, in that narrative. That us ND peeps who mask as a means of fitting in- that will never bring us happiness. Not really. That it didn't bring Colin happiness.
His arc is realizing that he should be his true, authentic self, and that love will bloom from it. And it does.
I don't know. I think I can learn something from that. I think I'm going to carry that with me for a while.
#polin#colin bridgerton#penelope featherington#bridgerton#i just have a lot of feelings about him#and Colin as an ND character means a lot to be as an ND person and I know it meant a lot to Luke Newton as ND actor#like i see the choices he made with colin and that makes his performance so impactful for me#fandom: *shakes magic8 ball* “will dolly ever shut up?”#response: 'seems unlikely'
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Hear me out..Jealous!kinich x reader smut...also I love your writing style it makes me wanna explode🤭
──── bet you feel it now, baby
⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ synopsis. you didn't have to laugh that hard at his joke. it wasn't even that funny. he's better, it's fine, he'll just show you how much better he is.
⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ pairings. kinich x gn!afab!reader, !!NSFW CONTENT AHEAD!!
⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ director's notice. posting wip list in a bit plus brief overview of 800 special fic (it'll probably be genshin/hsr :3)
۪ ⠀✧ warnings. possessive behavior (kinich), jalosi /j, kinda ass/pussy eating (see to it however you like, i used no real specific term, reader is blindfolded for some parts, jealous behavior, rough sex, sex itself, y'all get walked in on (be ready for this to be implied into more of my kinich works LOL), establish relationship
"ahhn- kinich i said 'm sorry.. pleasef- slow down!" your face in the pillows, your words muffled and long gone into the night. the black-haired man's raspy voice spoke from behind— your boyfriend, kinich, of course. "he wasn't all that entertaining, why laugh like how you do with me?"
it was torture to him, seeing how it went from an awkward laugh, a polite smile, to a more genuine appearance to the stupid guy that just had to come up to you while he was busy getting a little snack for ajaw— even ajaw wouldn't comment on how his face looked this time, keeping his own silence as he ate the delicious candy.
"fffuck- he was an old classmate i had at the akademiya- 'm sorry, i-i really am kin-!" he almost laughed at your words. classmate? doesn't mean you should be playfully hitting shoulder like that. or teasing him like that. it's all his, no one else should be able to have it.
you shuddered, what felt like cumming again for the umpteenth time in a row, he hadn't stopped pinning you against the wall, and making you see stars over and over again ever since you saw your "classmate".
"doesn't matter." he groans, finishing inside you once more, your eyes were blindfolded by his headwear, previously on his forehead. he carries you onto the mattress, laying you down a little roughly. "w- what are you doing?"
you shivered once more, feeling warm exhales near your entrance, his cheek resting suddenly on one of your thighs. "all mine, right?" the blunt tone present in his tone definitely made it out as if you couldn't tell him anything other than yes (because it was true). his lips start to scatter a plethora of glossy little kisses all over your thighs, the sensation of getting him to cover every inch of your legs felt like a fever dream.. was this really a punishment?
you could feel his other hand snake to one of yours, which was somewhere on the bed. holding it tight as he started to place wet pecks over your hole. "hhnnn.. kin stop- ... stop teasing me.." you felt yourself moan into his touch, your other hand reaching out for wherever his head was. your fist grabbing at his hair, almost trying to push him into you further.
you felt him groan into you, you could sense he was whipped for your taste. the way you moaned his name. his.. name. "ahh- ahhh fffuck!— kin it's all yours, i promise!" his hand left yours, and stopped lapping at your hole for a moment- you heard a small grunt, and two things landing on the floor.. was he taking his gloves off?!
you could feel him sitting you up with one of his other hands, arms setting you down onto his face, arms locking around your thighs. straddling you over his mouth, as he started to devour what was his. no other guy could do this to you, not without making you feel as good as he did.
shit and he definitely did, the way he made you feel wasn't like the stupid losers who'd try to hook up with you back in the akademiya. or tried to pick you up in the streets. they can't make you feel turned on as much as you did when kinich blindfolded your eyes with something he doesn't usually take off and hear his belt buckle start to come off- ahhh nothing was better!
oh you felt yourself almost creaming on his face just thinking about it. not to mention how good he worked his tongue into you, definitely tasting every little bit, every little nook & cranny his tongue could reach.
he made a small sound, looking up to see you slowly riding his face as is, trying to rub yourself near against his nose. his authorative hold was more than enough to stop you from moving again, one of his palms moving over your stomach to feel the way his tongue moved inside you.
his head busily buried itself more into your scent, glossing his tongue so carefully, making sure you feel it. you started to feel something pool in your stomach- ssshit you were gonna cum again! your hands trail back down to his hair, gripping it harshly again, him seeing signs that you're close, he fastens his pace, licking as much as he could, no longer concentrating on the taste, more on your facial expression.
"ahhn- kin i'm g'na-!" "mmm there it is, such a good kitty." were the words he moaned into your hole, as he gladly lapped up every inch of your delicious juice/cum.
as he placed a kiss onto your entrance once more, he places more than just one kiss onto your lips, making out with you for a bit. letting him taste what he's been tasting for the past hour, the shared, mix of both of your cum.
your lips finally parting from his, your eyes still shut close 'till you feel a fist of your hair being gripped, "not done yet." is all kinich whispers, his voice a little coarse as he continues to kiss you. "all.. yours," you feel him take your hand, putting it over his heart while you both pull away from the kiss, a string of saliva being created. "and all mine, please?" he points to where your heart is in your chest.
his blunt attitude could only make you laugh, planting a kiss onto his head, and nodding to an agreement. "mmm- yeah. all yours."
"you guys are reaaaaaaalll corny! you're lucky i like your partner this time!" ajaw butts in as you laugh, while kinich simply scoffs- looking the other way and burying his face into your chest.
not as cool as my other works, and it's more cringe if i keep looking back on it, cute request tho !!!!<3333
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based on this twt about neuvi's and zhongli's special dishes :]]
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#(nat geographic voice) look at all these retired senior citizens performing a cook off#don't let neuvilette's beauty fool you. he is still a white man#genshin impact#genshin impact fanart#zhongli#neuvillette#furina#raiden shogun#venti#nahida#teruriii_art#man i have no idea how to format this properly here i hope its not too all over the place
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