#person: logon

[springlia]

who: @xlogonx where: Audele

She did not rely on her legs to cross the distance between her brother and herself, golden wings uncurled from her back and she flew to where she knew she could find him -- where the ocean met the shore, he was sure to be found. Happy tears clouded her eyes and with a fierce motherly strength, she pulled him in for a hug. Petting his hair, she pulled back to search for any scars or harm, pulling him back into her embrace to pepper kisses to the crown of his head. "I would have burned this whole world down if you were lost to me, this place would have been nothing but cinders. We will rebuilt as we always have, forging a kinder future even without Titania." Lia and the Queen had a bitter relationship but she never fathomed a day where she would be here and the queen would not.

[springlia]

Lia felt the best when she was within the forest, her home in Rome before the enchanted forest had been unslept in and unhabited for weeks. She felt it was the calm before the storm though, even as so much heartbreak and resurrections had happened and soon the war would take it all away. "He was always good at fighting, there's a chance we might see him on the battlefield. Do you plan to fight?" It was for their people and yet the idea that her brother might face death was a terrifying thought. "Thank you for getting him out."

"I wouldn't say wonder is really the right word for it." He looked at Lia now, the bustle of the forest around them somewhat quieting. She'd come back to them, and Logon was sure that Zahrya wouldn't let another Spring eladrin leave so easily. "He must be. But he wouldn't remember us. In one life, that was our father. In another, I think it's better to remember him as he was. Our other father still remains at his home. Had I not dragged him out, I feel like he would've simply waited in the Otherworld as the drow queen took over."

[peaceishim]

It has always been like this, in friendships, with family and with the person I love

Jin logon ka pyaar sabse zyada chahiye hota hai unhi ka sabse kam milta hai.

[browniefox]

i forgor my ao3 logon so I can’t comment right this second but I just wanted to say your pines paradox fic makes my heart hurt in the best way. Dipper and Ford interaction while Dipper knows he’s the author and Ford has no idea who he is is such a fun dynamic and also I love how much Stan already cares about him. He may feel like a bad person because he’s been told that but Stanley pines they could never make me hate you!!!! I wish Stan and Ford could make up w/o exploding the future ;_;

I'm glad you're liking it so far :D

The fic just has so many fun characters to match up and interact with each other! This next chapter I'm planning to finally have a real Ford and Stan conversation, which is going to go about as well as you'd think it will.

What I'm really loving is having parallels between Dipper and Mabel (not too many tho I don't want it to get annoying), as well between Stan in the past and present. He may be a little rougher around the edges in the past in some ways, but at the end of the day he's got a soft spot for those kid <3

[aslam-rp]

Plot Idea: Gharelu Hinsa Aur Anjaan Mard Se Dosti Ka Natija

Characters:

Ishita (40 saal) - Ek school teacher aur do bacho ki maa. Wo apne jawaan aur suljhe hue vyaktitva ki wajah se aksar logon ka dhyan kheench leti hai. Uska pati ek ladke ki chaahat rakhta tha, lekin do betiyon ke paida hone ke baad se unka rishhta kharaab hone laga. Uska pati na sirf uske saath misbehave karta hai, balki kabhi-kabhi haath bhi utha leta hai. Ab uska pati apni naukri ke chalte jadatar ghar se door rehta hai, jiski wajah se Ishita ko ab thoda sukoon milta hai.

Aslam (45 saal) - Ek fitness trainer aur PT teacher, jo apni jawani aur charm ka pura fayda uthata hai. Wo shadi-shuda aur teen ladko ka baap hai, lekin apne affair aur flirt karne ki aadat ke liye mashhoor hai. Har naye shehar mein wo ek naye shikaar ki talash mein rehta hai aur apni muskan aur body se aksar auraton ko apna bana leta hai.

Background Story:

Aslam ek mashhoor fitness trainer hai, jo bade-bade shehro mein apna naam kama chuka hai. Uski personality ka asar har aurat aur ladki par hota hai, aur wo iska galat fayda uthata hai. Dusri taraf, Ishita apni shadi mein khush nahi hai. Uska pati uske upar shariirik aur mansik atyachaar karta hai. Wo apne bacho ke liye chup hai, lekin dil hi dil mein wo pyaar aur apnapan ki talash mein hai.

Story Beginning:

Ek din Ishita staff room mein apni classes ke baad baithi hoti hai. Tabhi Aslam ko naye PT teacher ke roop mein introduce kiya jata hai. Sab log uska swagat karte hain, lekin Aslam ki nazar staff room mein beti auraton par hoti hai. Uski nazar Ishita par tik jaati hai. Uske suljhe aur sharmile vyaktitva ko dekhte hue, Aslam usey fasane ka sochta hai, ye samajhte hue ki wo ek unmarried ladki hai.

Conversation 1:

Staff Room Scene

Aslam (dheere se): "Aap yahan ke senior teachers mein se hain na?"

Ishita (halka muskaan dete hue): "Ji, kai saalon se yahan hoon."

Aslam: "Aapko dekh kar toh lagta nahi... matlab, aap toh kaafi jawan lagti hain."

Ishita (sharmate hue): "Shukriya. Par meri betiyan mujhe jawan rehne ka mauka nahi deti."

Aslam (surprised): "Betiyan? Aap mazaak kar rahi hain, hai na?"

Ishita (halki hansi ke saath): "Nahi, sach. Do betiyan hain meri."

Aslam ki chaal:

Aslam apne charm ka istemal karta hai aur Ishita se baatein shuru karta hai. Wo usey halke-hulke tareefon aur casual touch ke zariye apne kareeb laata hai.

Ek din, jab Ishita apne pati ke saath hue jhagdon ke baad school aati hai, Aslam uske chahre par udaasi dekh leta hai.

Conversation 2:

School Campus

Aslam: "Aap theek toh hain na? Aaj kaafi udaas lag rahi hain."

Ishita (thoda chauk kar): "Nahi... bas thoda sar dukh raha tha."

Aslam (soft tone mein): "Aap mujhse baat kar sakti hain. Kabhi kabhi mann halka karna zaroori hota hai."

Ishita (dheere se): "Kya farak padta hai... ghar ki problems hain. Kisi se share karke kya hoga?"

Aslam: "Farak padta hai, Ishita ji. Shayad aapko pata nahi, par kabhi-kabhi ek ajeeb sa insaan bhi aapka sabse bada dost ban sakta hai."

Bechari Ishita Ka Vulnerability:

Ishita shuru mein Aslam ki baaton ko ignore karti hai, lekin dheere-dheere wo uske kareeb aane lagti hai. Uske tareefon aur saath ka asar us par hone lagta hai.

Ek school trip ke dauraan, bus mein baithe hue Aslam Ishita ke kareeb aata hai aur students ke beech Ishita ko chhedne ki koshish karta hai. Ishita sharmati hai, lekin chup rehti hai.

Conversation 3:

Bus Scene

Aslam (Ishita ke kareeb): "Aapka pati aapko kabhi appreciate karta hai?"

Ishita (muskaan dabaate hue): "Mujhe lagta hai aap zyada questions poochte hain."

Aslam: "Jo insaan itna khoobsurat ho, uska appreciation hona chahiye. Aap deserve karti hain."

Ishita (sharmate hue): "Aap galat baat kar rahe hain."

Aslam: "Galat ya sahi toh tab hota hai, jab insaan samajhe. Abhi toh bas main jo feel karta hoon, woh bol raha hoon."

Climactic Scene:

Ek raat school ke ground mein, jab parents late ho jaate hain, Aslam Ishita ko kone mein le jaata hai. Uska pati usse phone pe daant raha hota hai, aur wo Aslam ki baaton mein aakar uske kareeb aa jaati hai. Aslam usey apne moh ka shikar banata hai.

Ye kahani ek shikshit aurat ki vulnerability ko dikhati hai, jo apne dukhi jeevan se chhutkara paane ki koshish mein galat faisle le leti hai. Kahani samajhati hai ki emotional weakness ka fayda uthana ek bade sankat ka kaaran ban sakta hai.

[bauliya]

controversial but hot showers when it’s uk-level cold does actually make u feel more cold in the end (water loses hear quickly— step out of the shower and ur immediately cold again unless u blast heaters) and using an immersion heater is like £120 per bath (we used to have one. saw bills. now do not) and in the winter gas prices can shoot up to £170 per person if you’re heating water for a shower every day. like i shower everyday but my parents pay my bills and i Do See why some uk logon don’t

how in the fuck does it cost that much to just heat water for a shower???? do you not use electric water heaters.

[foster-the-world]

WFH

Still sitting around at work. Apparently waiting on some logon before I can start doing assessments. Boring but I get my at home logistic stuff. Today I sent a bday invite for Rebel's bday and finalized a grant submission for the school.

I sat in on a nurse union zoom. It seems work from home is not out of the question. Which would be such good news. It would be two days a week. At least two other days I would be doing assessments in the field. One day a week in the office is not a big deal.

Baby boy was super tired tonight. He passed out while I was reading bedtime stories. I love when that happens. I rarely get to hold him anymore - so its such a joy.

Talked with the special ed consultant. Every time it stresses me out - so I'm not sure why I do it. I guess I forgot as its been a long time. She thinks we need to take him to several schools and they can tell us if he qualifies for their program. I expressed my skepticism about continuing to take him to one hour assessments. I don't think children can really be understood in an hour and he's no exception. He has done five separate 1 hour evaluations - which required trekking all over the city. So more of those don't appeal. Will do the one at the school near us and see how it goes. Blah. Blah. Blah. I want them to call us and say they've found a SEIT so I can stop spending time trying to get services. He's already owed over 100 hours of SEIT services alone.

My head actually doesn't feel itchy for the first time in a while. Its such a relief. I took an allegra and tried a more medicated shampoo. I'm not sure which one is doing the job but really hope it continues.

I miss my girls. I'm still enjoying the only child parenting but want to see their sweet faces. Every time they call it sounds like they are having the time of their lives. My MIL fell down again. No real injuries but it must be scary for everyone. Poor lady. I know I bitch about her but she honestly is an extremely kind person. Next level kind. Literally NEVER says a mean thing about anyone. She is going to start using a cane. They want her to go to an OT. I'm not exactly sure that will fix the issue. I worry this will be the last year she can do three months in California visiting her daughter. My FIL and her are NEVER apart. In eight years with my husband I've seen them not together maybe 4-5 times. I cannot imagine one without the other. Hurts my heart to even think about it. Send them good vibes. They deserve only good things.

[milfzatannaz]

the whiplash I get bc I go to college n talk to other creoles. this one guy during class is probably my cousin and after our discussion abt white privilege in the legal system he went “I just got out-creoled by a white person” then I logon to tumblr.com and ppl speak of south louisiana like it’s a mystical far off land of debauchery and hot vampires. um actually it’s where i go to school and argue with ppl abt the color of my family’s gumbo roux

[heruntoldfeelingss]

Humans are complex beings. It takes a lot to understand with what someone's heart is made up of and what all it took them to be, who they are today. It takes a lot of patience to read someone piece by piece, to look at their scars , the unhealed wounds and still adore them as if they're a piece of art. That urge to dive deeper in their soul to know them better, to love every inch of their existence- to love someone so much that you look at them in a room full of people and your eyes refuse to look elsewhere. It's all complicated but for that one person your heart would be ready to count stars if needed- now you'd tell me , it's not really that deep- maybe. But to me, if it's love , it should be head over heels, not half-hearted, not for the sake of it - love where you're so invested in them that the world could see it without you mentioning anything about them but in your eyes and in your speech and everytime you take their name.

Insaan bohot hi pechida makhlook hai. Kisi ka dil kis tarah bana hai ye samjhna aur vo kin cheezon se guzar k aise baney hain jaise wo aaj hain ye samajhna asaan nahin. Bohot hi sabr ki baat hai kisi ko harf ba harf padhna, unke zakhmon ko dekhna jo puri tarah se bharey naa ho aur fir bhi unhein aise dekhna jaise vo nayaab ho. Unko jaan ne ki tadap, unke wajood k har hisse se mohabbat karna- kisi se itni mohabbat karna k logon se bharey kamre mei tumhari aankhein unpe se hattne ko raazi naa ho. Kaafi uljhi huei hai saari baatein ye lekin uss ek insaan ki khaatir aap taare ginne tak raazi hojaao. Ab aap kahenge, itni bhi koi gehri nahi hoti ye baatein, shayad. Lekin mere liye toh mohabbat ho toh aisi ho k koi hadd naa ho, aadhe dil se naa ho, srif kehne k liye naa ho - Mohabbat jahan aap unmei itne miley hue ho k duniya unko aap k bina kuch kahey hi, aapki aankhon mei aur aapki baaton mei aapki mohabbat ko dekhle.

[hanyrr]

When I was young I thought it was polite manner to take your plate to the sink when visiting another person's house but ab smajh aaya why that aunty insited on taking the plate to the point of snatching it from your hands,

....kunki ke kisi bhi number k bahar k logon ko host kene k bad kitchen m jo toofan bnta h vo kisi k bhi samne sajjan sabhya sanskari si image ki dhajjiyan uda skta h

[springlia]

who: @xlogonx​

She sought out her little brother because her head and heart wouldn’t quiet until she had done so. Worry held her fast as the death toll had risen even further in Rome and she was devasted by the attack on the halfblood house -- the future had never held safe promises for her descendants and the attack only furthered that point. She brings two coffees in hand, she has been a part of the mortal realm for a long time and is one of them. The otherworld stopped being her home long ago when they had exiled her for finding love. She offers one cup to Logon. “I’m sorry I’ve been away, I’ve missed you. What do you make of all that is happening?”

[lunarsights]

I swear everytime that I logon to tumblr someones requesting ateez sans ideal type or fs reading. 😂 I think every tarot blog I came across has more or less said similar things about sans "type" because im certain he doesnt have a specific type because he would rather look at a person on the inside or he is too gullible or naive to see the bad in someone for their looks.

he's popular for sure 😭

him not having a concrete type def still seems to be the thing, but i've said before that's not entirely surprising just because he (and other ateez members) is young and traveling the world interacting with a ton of different people, so it's inevitable that even if he did maybe have type before that it changes or becomes less important as time goes on

[arcane-ersana]

I lied that;

اب کوئی آئے چلا جائے میں خوش رہتا ہوں

اب کسی شخص کی عادت نہیں ہوتی مجھ کو

Ab koi aaye chala jaaye main Khush rehta hun

Ab kisi shakhs ki aadat nahi hoti mujh ko

Now someone comes and goes, I am happy, now I am not used to any person

but in reality;

میں اس لیے بھی لوگوں سے فاصلے پہ رہتا ہوں

بن جائے عادت تو چھوڑ دیا جاتا ہوں

Main is liye bhi logon se faasle pe rehta hun

Ban jaayein aadat to chhod diya jata hun

That's why I stay away from people,

If it's become a habit, I am left behind

[gyokujyn]

Get To Know Me Tag Game

Tagged by @blackwood4stucky - Aspen, thank you for the tag, but I am breaking all the rules and changing most of the some questions to really get to know me (and hopefully you)! Pretend I tagged you at the bottom, too, cause it won't let me tag you twice!

1. How did you get your nickname (or url)?

I don't really have a nickname, but my url is the first long term OC I used to RP back in the day. I see a lot of hate for RPing OCs these days, but when the internet still screamed at you before you could logon, almost everyone RPed OCs--in fact it was looked down on to RP an existing character or an OC that was related to an existing character. Gyoku Jynnae was a Star Trek OC, but I also RPed Star Wars, D&D, and a few others in AOL chat rooms, forums/message boards, and email. I keep the name in case I ever run into anyone from that time in my life because some of those people helped keep me alive and I'll never forget it.

2. What's the last thing that made you cry?

Therapy yesterday. I'm trying to be less allergic to feelings. Go me.

3. What's your latest guilty pleasure?

I generally don't feel guilty about the things that bring me pleasure, lol, but I'm a little embarrassed that I realized my Stucky playlist on Spotify has long since exceeded 200 songs (sitting pretty close to 230 rn) so I created, I shit you not, a spreadsheet to help me most effectively split it into more specific lists for various timeframes or feelings and I am really enjoying listening to all the songs and organizing it.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I never did organized sports, but I did regularly get dropped in the wilderness with a map and a compass for "fun" when I was in high school--does that count?

5. What are your pet peeves?

I hate the sound of chewing/lip smacking/swallowing. I probably have misophonia because it makes me want to vault the table and punch someone.

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Hair and hands, usually. Eye contact is not my forte, so I am way more likely to remember someone by their shoes or something than by their face.

7. What is your eye color?

Hazel. I have a ring of brown around my pupil, then a ring of green outside of that like some kind of ridiculous YA novel.

8. What super specific trope or genre is your kryptonite?

Not sure how super specific this is, but I love psychological horror and body horror. I love the kinds of stories and movies where I walk away thinking I'm moving on with my life and then days later, something happens and my heart is pounding and I'm thinking about it again. I love horror that lives under your skin and in the back of your mind until it grips you out of nowhere.

9. What is your superpower?

I am very observant of details, which might be a superpower, but it usually feels like my villain origin story. It makes me good at reading people, but terrible at finishing projects because all I see are the faults and I get overwhelmed and it never gets finished.

10. Which fictional world would you be happy to call home?

You remember that late-aughts Bruce Willis movie where everyone plugs into an interface that lets them leave their bodies at home and navigate the world in an idealized, customizable body with no pain? Yeah, me, neither. I don't think about being able to have a pain-free body that reflects my personal image of myself everyday. Not at all.

11. What are your hobbies?

Reading, creating art, and video games. Between kids and COVID, my other hobby, tabletop RPG, is on a long term hiatus.

12. Do you have any pets?

We've recently lost a dog and a cat, so we're down to 1 cat and about 27,000 fish (not really, but we do have 8 running fish tanks, 3 of which are each over 50 gallons, so, like, there's a lot of fish).

13. What is your biggest toxic trait?

Oh, man, when I am in a relationship with someone, I want to be the center of their fucking universe. Which is weird because I am not monogamous and I am my wife's number one wing man, but it's not about jealousy. I want to know that I can trust my partner to have my back. That they're thinking about me. That they want me. I want to be wanted desperately. I will and have broken up with partners who weren't bad people or a bad match for me, they just weren't as mad about me as I wanted them to be. I feel like a narcissist typing this out, but it's the truth.

14. Is there anything you're afraid you won't accomplish?

I don't know that this is really an accomplishment, but I always wanted to have lots of kids and I always wanted to foster and adopt some of my kids. I knew kids growing up that needed safe homes and never got them (I probably was one, but I was afraid to get into the system, so I just kept my head down and dealt with it) and I always wanted to be the safe place I never had. But, it's expensive. Not the kids--I know kids are expensive (I already have 2). I don't understand why fostering and adopting is so expensive.

15. What's number one on your bucket list?

I want to go back to school to become a teacher, but I'm really finding it daunting right now.

Tags: I'm just tagging a dozen recentish mutuals that I don't know so well, yet... no pressure, but I'd love to get to know you better! @winterscrump @basnatural @eloquentreverie @vellicore @milarca @the-kestrels-feather @iceandironbars @sarahowritesostucky @natashadied4oursins @thepiper0fhameln @hypnxrchy @shurisbedroom If I didn't tag you, but you want to play, please feel free to jump in and tag me anyway!

[aslam-rp]

Characters:

Sonarika (ghar ka naam Sona), umar 32, figure 36-26-36, unsatisfied housewife.

Kartik - Sonarika ka pati, side character hai, isliye umar aur details zaruri nahi. Bank me job karta hai.

Aslam (Main male character) - Umar 45+, mohalla ka dabang, takatwar aur ameer, jo apne mohalla ke logon ki har tarah se madad karta hai.

Background:

Sonarika aur Kartik ki shaadi ko 6 saal ho gaye hain. Bachcha abhi tak nahi hua. Doctor ki jaanch ke baad pata chalta hai ki dono me kami hai aur kabhi maa-baap nahi ban sakte. Is baat ko dono apna naseeb samajh ke accept kar lete hain, lekin iske baad dono se**x ko enjoy karna chhod dete hain.

Vaise dono me gehra pyaar hai, lekin ab Kartik Sonarika ko bistar par santusht nahi kar pata. Pehle bhi aisa hota tha, par gehre pyaar ki wajah se is baat ka ehsaas nahi hota tha. Lekin ab Sonarika ko yeh lagta hai ki Kartik se**x ke maamle me bhi kamzor hai. Kartik ne Sonarika par kabhi kisi tarah ki pabandiyan nahi lagayi thi, aur Sonarika ne bhi kabhi apni aazadi ka galat faayda nahi uthaya.

Ek din Kartik ka transfer Bengal ke ek chhote se sheher me ho jata hai, jo puri tarah se Muslim abaadi wala aur gareeb sheher hai. Sheher me badbudar galiyan, sankri sadkein aur chhota sa ghani abaadi wala bazar hota hai. Kartik ko bank ki taraf se ek flat diya jata hai jo chaaron taraf Muslims se ghira hota hai. Transfer ke baad dono wahan shift ho jaate hain.

Plot:

Shift hone ke baad Kartik kaam me itna vyast ho jata hai ki kabhi-kabhi raat bhar ghar nahi aata. Aur jab aata bhi hai to subah jaldi chala jata hai. Is wajah se Sonarika ko akelapan mehsoos hone lagta hai. Mohalla ke sabhi log jaan lete hain ki ek Hindu aurat apne pati ke saath rehne aayi hai. Aslam ko bhi is baat ka pata chal jata hai aur woh Sonarika ke baare me saari baatein pata kar leta hai.

Idhar Sonarika apne akelapan ko door karne ke liye Facebook ka sahara lene ka sochti hai, par isse pehle ki woh kuch kare, Aslam uski zindagi me aa jata hai.

Ek din Sonarika bazar jaati hai to har cheez ki dukaan par sirf Aslam ka naam likha dekhti hai. Usse pata chal jata hai ki woh mohalla ka sabse powerful aadmi hai. Us din Aslam, sab kuch jaankar bhi, anjaan bankar Sonarika se bazar me milta hai. Aslam ki kad-kathi aur personality dekhkar Sonarika uske taraf lusty hone lagti hai. Dheere-dheere woh Aslam ki taraf attract hone lagti hai.

Aslam iska faayda utha kar Sonarika ko apne bistar tak le aata hai. 2-3 scenes ke baad Aslam, Sonarika se duri banane lagta hai, jis wajah se Sonarika pareshan hone lagti hai.

Phir ek din Sonarika Aslam ke ghar milne jaati hai. Aslam uske saamne ek shart rakhta hai ki use uski har baat maan ni padegi - jo, jahan, jis ke saath karne ko kahega, woh karegi. Sonarika mana kar deti hai aur wapas aa jaati hai.

Par 2-3 din ke baad Sonarika ke andar ki aag badhne lagti hai, aur woh phir se Aslam se milne jaati hai. Is baar woh Aslam ki shart maan leti hai. Yahan se Aslam, Sonarika ko mohalla ke har aadmi ke saath badi-bari woh sab karvayega jo woh chahta hai.

Aapko aur details ya customization chahiye ho to bataiye.

[temultlaudna]

Hi :) I hope you're doing well! (I am the person with the reverse-soulmate Jenny x Vastra prompt)

I am coming to your ask box with a little update:

I have written ~8k for your prompt now and am pretty happy with the result. All the plot is in there, I might only add/delete a phrase here or there. I still need to reread it and edit out some mistakes/words I didn't know in English and put placeholders for.

But, well, most of it is done! :D So I will probably upload it during the next days, possibly already tonight (although that is unlikely; unsually, I prefer a day or two to pass and to read it with a fresh mind).

I will put it on ao3 and probably answer your ask with the link if that works for you? Do you have an ao3 account? Then I could gift the fic to you, if you like?

Have a nice day and thank you very much for inspiring this, I had a blast writing today :)

Hello! I have been patiently awaiting this fic!!

I do have an AO3: @/laudnatemulted

Thank you for reaching out (also sorry for the slow response, i have to manually logon to tumblr everytime i get on so i view it like maybe once a day lol)

I CANNOT WAIT TO READ THIS FIC