#plus ya know— fucking pollution

[arc-misadventures]

MFK with Jaune: Harley Quinn, Pamela Isley, and Selina Kyle

Jaune: MFK XII

Nora: Oh Jaune-Jaune~?

Jaune: No, you can’t have your grenades back.

Nora: But, that’s not…?!

Jaune: You aren’t allowed to test peoples bone density with your war hammer.

Nora: But, it’s only, Cardin… Wait! No, that’s not what I want…??

Jaune: You can’t have another, McSchneer Lumberjack Burger. They banned you after you demanded more maple syrup bacon strips, and subsequently destroyed the counter when they said no.

Nora: That’s not what I wanted to ask!

Jaune: It’s not; Then what is it?

Nora: MFK~!

Jaune: Naww fuck…

Nora: Harley Quinn, Pamela Isley, or Selina Kyle~?

Jaune: The ladies of, Batman’s Rouge Gallery? Why them?

Nora: Why not them?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Fair enough… Okay… I would kill, Poison Ivy.

Nora: Aww… but, I thought you liked us red heads~?

Jaune: I do, but it’s more of personality/mind set kind of thing. I understand why she wants to save the environment, and all that. But, considering her powers she could make plants that absorb the pollution, and cleanse the environment like nature currently does. I mean, we’ve got algae springing up the can digest plastics, and there are mushrooms capable of absorbing nuclear radiation. I mean come on! Poison Ivy could easily do that, and make something ten times better at doing that! But, no let’s kill all the corrupt businessmen, politicians, and everyone on the whole god damn planet to save the environment! That’s sounds lovely~!

Nora: Okay… that sounded personal…

Jaune: Sorry, but environmentalists annoy the hell out of me! I mean come on! Let’s stop using all fossil fuels, and natural gas to prevent the world from ending in the next five years, a notion that they have said a dozen times in the last three decades! Not to mention that idea would kill millions in a matter of weeks if implemented?!

Nora: …?!

Nora: So…

Nora: Who ya gonna fuck…?

Jaune: Harely Quinn.

Nora: Oh really, you got a thing for clowns~?

Jaune: No. I have to pick, and of the two I would like to sleep with, Harely Quinn. I’m curious about how flexible she would be, among other things…

Nora: Nice~!

Jaune: And, lastly I would marry, Selina Kyle.

Nora: Why her?

Jaune: Admittedly I like, Catwoman the most out of the trio. I like her mature elegance, that femme fatale, and saucy air about her. Plus, I read the comics, she a romantic at heart with, Bruce Wayne. Granted unless written as so, Selina never overcomes, Bruce’s obsession with being, Batman. But, in the stories they do get together, they form a strong lasting pair who grow up to have a loving family together with.

Jaune: I want that too…

Jaune: You happy, Nora, have you got your answer.

Nora: I’m ecstatic, Fearless Leader~! I’ll see you later~!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Somethings off with that smile of hers… I don’t like it…

~~~

Nora: Alright ladies, have you made your decision?

Cinder: Perfectly! I will be going as, Catwoman. I already have a catsuit that I know, Jaune will absolutely drool all over~!

Nora: Oh, nice! It really shows of your phat ass! He better give that a nice hard slap when he sees it!

Cinder: I’ll give him plenty of reasons to do just that~! Now, Neo will be using her semblance to dress as, Harley Quinn. She is also flexible enough to play the part~!

Nora: I’m sure, Jaune will love that~! Don’t pull a muscle out there , Neo!

Neo: 😁

Nora: No, I’m being serious, he will pull some muscles when he’s done with you!

Neo: 🤕🥴

Nora: Oh~? Kinky, I like it~!

Cinder: And, lastly, Emerald will be using her semblance to appear as, Poison Ivy!

Emerald: Are you sure this will work? He hates, Poison Ivy.

Nora: That means he’ll hate fuck you to get rid of that pent up rage~!

Emerald: Oh…? Oh~? Oh that sounds like fun~!

Cinder: Alright girl, let’s head out! Let’s show, Jaune what’s it’s like to be embrace by a trio of femme fetale’s~!

Emerald: Thanks, Nora, we really appreciate your help!

Nora: No problem ladies! And, good luck!

Nora: Cause… you’ll need it… oh boy you’ll need it…

[anyroads]

You dropped these in the tags:

#love how he is straight up saying what he will actually do and we still have think pieces and dumbass comments that 'its not what he meant'#he is a fascist that encouraged an insurrection and tried to kill his VP#we cannot stop pretending that if he gets into office again he is EVER going to leave#I also hate how so many people have suddenly become single issue voters#(and are blatantly ignoring how trump promises to be even MORE aggressive and fund total destruction of Palestine)#like does climate change not matter? reproductive freedom? lgbt rights? gun control? healthcare???#this country is a goddamn mess and we cannot keep pretending the US doesn't have a stake in the rest of the world#like our dumb laws about 'controlled substances' led to ADHD drug shortages in Australia#our military is the largest polluter in the WORLD. we are responsible for so much greenhouse gases and emissions#we literally lost the right to abortion#and other countries are following our lead on palestine!!!#please get it to-fucking-gether and realize this isn't a joke and we need to be prepared to not have another free election#and we can avoid that by getting our fucking acts together and realizing voting is a RESPONSIBILITY#there are so many disenfranchised people in our country (felons - who are disproportionately BIPOC/poor)#and so many immigrants who do not have that right but are forced to live with the consequences#plus ya know our outsized influence on the rest of the fucking world#it is our responsibility to get out of this mess and not take anything for granted#i don't give a flying fuck about how you feel about democrats and kamala harris#if you genuinely care about PEOPLE and their well-being then you have to love them more than you hate establishment dems#for both americans & everyone else on this planet who is subjugated by our imperialism and climate destruction#american politics

sorry everyone, bouta get political

[patchworkpuzzle]

Patchy you’re such a sweetheart, Cupid can’t compete with how loving you are 💕 this event is absolutely adorable and I’m so excited to squeal over how thoughtful and lovey dovey your requests are gonna be!

I think if I were to spend valentines with Shindo, it would have to be later in the day. No way would I make him take time off from hero work for this, plus it would mean that if we went places later it hopefully wouldn’t be as busy!! I def think we’d get some snacks and a couple bottles of wine, and maybe drive out somewhere secluded just to watch the stars and save the quiet in our alone time together 💕 we also most definitely would get up to some ✨mischief✨ if you know what I mean hehe 😏

Cupid can't compare to me, you're right! That's why I AM a cupid! If you can't beat 'em, ya join them!

Which is why I am here to make sure your Valentine's Day (or evidently the week of it) is full of wonderfully sweet and delicious things! Especially for you, Andy! Someone who is always so sweet and kind to me, you totally DESERVE it all!! 💛💛💛

so, let me get my bow ready for you...

word count: 1,773

warning(s): car sex, technically? and technically public sex? you're fucking in a car in a field it is what it is. reader is female and has female anatomy.

“Sucks there’s no cool meteor shower around this kind of year” Shindo’s voice rang quietly above you, as if he were to speak higher than a murmur then the whole atmosphere would be ruined.

Not that he would be disturbing anyone if he did; hell he could yell all sorts of profanity and garbage and no one would know. The empty field he had not only managed to find, but park his car into, was as empty of people; the rare space in this whole city that seemed to be untouched by humanity.

Well, that was until you showed up.

But it wasn’t as if you were going to ruin it, pollute it with unnecessary garbage and structures. No, you were simply here to enjoy the splendors of nature. To enjoy its quiet beauty on the one day of the year where everyone bought into all the commercialization, the hustle, and bustle of trying to find giant and grand gestures to show your love for that one person in your life.

Shindo had the perfect idea. Get away from it all and just enjoy a night in peace and quiet, away from as many people as possible. At least that was what he told you when he picked you up from work today; his car already packed full of your favourtie wine, some snacks you both loved to share, and plenty of blankets to help keep you warm if the wind decided to pick up after the sun went down.

He never once let in on his little surprise for you the entire way. Letting you sit in his passenger seat, losing your breath over the countless questions you had to say and getting more and more confused and confounded the further you got out of the city.

And now here you were; gazing up at the bright and beautiful inky canvas that was the night sky. Taking in spots, dots, speckles, and constellations; trying your best to remember which one was which, as you sipped on your plastic cup of wine.

You hummed, quietly swallowing the tiny sip you had managed to get in before he spoke; snuggling yourself further into his all-encompassing embrace, making sure to keep the blanket that was wrapped around you both secure.

“I guess…?” You spoke, also in a hushed tone - wanting to keep the soft atmosphere he had created “But I don’t think that matters. Just seeing all these stars is more than enough.”

“You think?” He asked, for reassurance you were sure of; wanting to know that this was indeed good enough for you.

“Yes,” You smiled, humming again when you felt him kiss the crown of your head “I couldn’t ask for anything better. Getting a break from the world, and all the annoying people I have been dealing with, for a little bit with you was all I could hope for this Valentine’s Day.”

“Is that so?” Shindo’s legs tensed, squeezing you a little as hugged you tighter “Well, I gotta admit, I wanted to steal you away for a while now.”

“Did you?”

“Yes, but you! Little Miss. Busy-Body was always too busy with work!” He teased, fingers pitching at your sides to get you to squirm and to get that cute little giggle to erupt from your throat.

“I’m -! I’m sorry!” You squealed, moving as best you could away but finding not a lot of luck in doing so, the trunk of his car left little room for you to escape.

“Oh, you better be~” He sang, his actions proving much more insidious as he kept up his attack.

You were sure it was only for a few minutes, but the physical exhaustion that came from trying to get away from him - and from being tickled in general - always made time seem to drag on and on. But while that was torture for you, another kind was building in Shindo.

The fact you were stuck in his lap, he realized, was a mistake on his part. His downfall, as it were. Having you so completely at his mercy mixed with the way you were squirming, the way your hips would sway your rear over his clothed crotch was causing blood to rush straight to his cock; his once cute, innocent, little moment with you was quickly turning into something more carnal.

“M-mercy! Mercy!” You finally cried out, all out of breath and finding it difficult to keep up the struggle. Just wanting an end to the constant pinching and poking of your sides, and to return to your cuddling.

“Mercy? You think you’re going to get mercy?” Shindo’s voice had dropped an octave, making a shiver run down your spine; both in dreaded anticipation of what he might do and in pleasure as his breath fanned over your ear.

Your mind felt dizzy when he spun you around in his lap, the speed at which he did so would have impressed you if weren’t too concerned with your own balance; not that you have to worry about that, he was strong enough to keep you from falling.

Sitting you down snugly in his lap, it was then that you could feel what you had done to him; feel his hard cock straining against his sweats. When he dragged your clothed cunt over it, you couldn’t help the squeak of a moan that left your throat - your hand quickly shooting up to cover your mouth.

“Why would I give you mercy,” Shindo began again, pressing his fingers into your hips harder as he leaned back to get a better look at you “When you did this to me? Hm?”

“I-I didn’t…. I didn’t m-mean to” You stuttered out, voice losing all power and cohesiveness as you struggled to catch your breath. “Y-you started it”

Ah

Your mind finally caught up with your mouth. Eyes widening at what you just said to him; your own body starting to curl in on itself as you watched as his own eyes darkened with lust.

“Then I guess I should finish it then, huh?” Shindo asked though he left no room in his tone for a reply; pulling you down to make your lips meet his.

The way he kissed you always made you light-headed. Maybe it was the way he didn’t let you part to get a breath in? Maybe it was the way he expertly slipped his tongue into your mouth, gently massaging it over your own. Or maybe it was the way his hands would wander, groping every piece of flesh he could and leaving you moaning for more.

Those breathless moans, however, quickly turned into sharp gasps as you felt his hand slip underneath the skirt you were wearing; fingertips vibrating at a high speed to get you to feel him through your thick leggings.

“Oh? What’s wrong, princess?” He cooed as you clutched his shirt tightly “Is it too much?”

You shook your head no, but no words were really coming out. You hated that he could turn you into putty in his hands so quickly, to turn you into a stuttering mess, but that stupid quirk gave him the upper hand in situations like these.

“No? Well then, let's turn it up a little~”

You didn’t have time to question what that meant, or even get the breath in your lungs to ask before you heard the ripping of fabric; and the cold night’s air on your now exposed thighs. You couldn’t even cry out in disbelief or agitation before your panties were pulled to the side, and those vibrating fingertips were placed over your clit; making you cry out in a different way.

“Such pretty sounds you’re making” He cooed again, and you hated how his condescension made your pussy clench “Wonder if you’ll sing more for me if I do this…”

Two fingers pushed past your pulsing hole, stretching your gummy walls in a way that away made your eyes roll and head to be thrown back. Shindo loved the way your thighs always quaked when he played with you; whenever he would push his thick fingers deep inside you. It always fueled his ego knowing that you could barely handle it, that a few of his fingers would get you so fucked out and gushing for him.

“Gotta get my pretty girl all ready for my cock” He grunted, unable to be slightly affected by the way your walls would clamp down on him over what he said “Gotta get you nice and wet and gushing so I can slip my cock into you. You want that, don’t you?”

Your babbling of ‘yes’ made that familiar smirk cross his lips, as he watched you bounce your hips back onto his hand; loving that you were already so close to the edge and losing your mind when just a few minutes prior you were protesting the idea.

“Well, go on then. Cum on my fingers baby”

Shindo didn’t need to ask twice, he knew you were already so close to coming undone - and he knew you wouldn’t disobey him when he asked. He groaned at the sight of your spasming thighs, as they clench around his hand and as he felt your release gush down his fingers and wrist; unable to take his eyes off your cute little face.

His thumb returned to your swollen clit, rubbing soft circles to help ease you down from your high; cooing once more at how well you did for him. You tried your best to finally regain some breath, to get your breathing back to normal; but it wasn’t in the cards for you. You felt Shindo lean back onto the floor of the trunk, hands playing with the hem of your shirt as he slipped his hands under it to feel your smooth skin.

“I think it’s time you returned the favour now, princess” He smiled, his tone cocky in a way you love to hate as he smirked up at you.

“Shindo… I don’t think we should…” You tried to reason, your bashfulness coming back to you in full bloom as you remember where exactly you are.

“No one is here,” He countered, “No one around here for miles”

He pulled his hands further up your chest, the fabric of your shirt following, to showcase the sweet-looking bra you were wearing to him; to get a sight of your beautiful breast as he pulled the fabric of said bra down - finally exposing them to him and to the cold.

“Ride me, princess,” He cooed once more, knowing the effect it had on you “Make us both feel good~”

cupid patchy has show her arrow! enjoy!

[imma-potatoo]

Ya know what?

Pollution from Good Omens

Yeah...

That's the goal.

...

Plus they use they/them pronouns are are just really fucking cool

But yeah.

Can I just like... Be that? Thanks in advance

[callmeunstable]

Angels & Demons - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Characters: Reader

Summary: She finds herself in the middle of a unknown forest after falling asleep. It seems like a normal forest until she gets to meet a mystical creature that welcomes her in a different world.

Warnings: Monsters, Cursing, Blood

Words: 2.000+

A/N: Hey! This is my first fic and I decided to place it in the universe of the greatest of the greatest. Geralt of Rivia! I don’t know where this will go 100%, but I know it’s going to be interesting. 😄 The reader starts of in our modern world and stumbles into the universe of The Witcher. I take my information mostly from the books and games but my fic is set based of the Netflix series so it’s basically beginners friendly.☺️

Disclaimer: GIF’s and PNG’s are taken from Tumblr and are not mine! Credits to the creators!

Song:

“Two face, two face, yeah Black, white, left, right, yeah Up, down, all night, yeah Can't escape it ever Don't forget my name I don't feel the same On a trip, no train“

The music made her headphones vibrate. Probably loud enough for everyone around her to hear. If there was anyone. She was alone, hiking in the forest. It was what she always did when her anxiety got the best of her. The city is loud and dirty, squeezed full with people that never look around. Never realizing what was going on in the real world. At least what that’s what they called their reality. She always thought it was foolish to believe that they were alone in this big of a universe. Impossible.

Some stones here and there made her trip but she didn’t stop. She knew where she wanted to go and she didn’t intend to stop before she reached her destination. Kicking some branches out of the way and silently passing other hikers that greeted her with waving hand. She didn’t like the people in the city. All of them were selfish and money orientated. Of course, so tried to earn some money as a health center receptionist at her university but only to keep her head above water. Her focus was on her degree in medicine. She wanted to be able to afford a good life for her and her dad.

“And all these angels and demons Keep shoutin' and screamin' I'm fallin' from Eden”

She slowed down and let herself down on the ground.  Pulling her knees to her stomach and breathing in the fresh air of the trees. The pollution caused by cars and all of these different companies laying behind her. Closing her eyes and trying not to fall asleep. Her insomnia got worse on hot summer days like these. The missing air conditioning in her dorm room made it even worse. Two hours have to be enough to function. She couldn’t wait for the autumn to start. For the leaves to fall. And the crowds to shrink

“So fuck me like a rockstar, dancing on a cop car Nothin' in the world can stop me now Fucked up like a rockstar, riding in a cop car No one in the world can help me out-“

Her music was cut short and her eyes gazed at the screen. The Battery was almost empty. With an annoyed groan, she took off her backpack searching for her power bank. The only good thing summer had for her was the power of the sun being strong enough to charge the battery of the device. Still having her headphones in her ears. Just in case someone stumbled across and wanted to have a conversation. The easiest way to ignore people without seeming too harsh.

Her glance went up, analyzing anything she was able to catch. The mountains far back on the horizon hugged by a thick layer of clouds that protected them from any unwanted attention. The distance colored them in a blueish gray tone that would capture a lot of people. At least the ones who noticed and wanted to have a peerless experience.

Some strange black orbs were able to sneak into her daydream making her once again face the consequences of her lack of sleep. Slowly blinking she took a look at her watch. 2 pm. Still early. She just wanted to close her eyes for a few more minutes. To help her find her lost energy. Just in case she set her alarm for an hour and put her phone in the pocket of her pants. - “Everybody said that I'm falling, uh Took another line, I'm calling, uh I'm so sick of the nonsense, uh I'ma dive into the mosh pit, uh I don't really think I'm the problem I don't really think it's a problem Me plus me is a problem One gunshot could solve 'em Tell my friends I'm sorry though T-T-T-Tell my sins to go. And all these angels and demons Keep shoutin' and screamin' I'm fallin' from Eden”

The tones of her favorite song woke her up. Her headphones got disconnected while she was asleep. With panic caused by the rush of adrenaline, she paused the music. Taking a deep breath and enjoying the silence again. Her arms were stretched above her head and a yawn made it through her mouth. Slowly gaining back clear vision she looked up again. But something was different. The dusk was slowly setting in.

She failed to set her alarm correctly. But it could be worse, she wasn’t doing anything special today anyway. As she was standing up she looked for the mountains in the far, however, her view was blocked. Big deciduous trees rose in front of her. Maybe she fell asleep in a different place? A little far more into the forest? 

She got herself up and started walking her way back. At least what she thought was the right way. Somehow everything looked a little different. As different as forests could look like. The hiker trail was gone. Slowly breathing away her risen heartbeat she tried to focus. It’s just the forest how bad can it be? She always found her way out of it. She got lost a couple of times whilst exploring new paths but still. The air felt different. Not as heavy as she was used to. The trees were able to give her better oxygen as in the city but they just couldn’t hold all of the smog back.

Her feet automatically began to walk faster and faster as time went by and nothing seemed familiar anymore. She tried to find her starting point again but that seemed rather impossible right now. There was still a lot of light left but everything seemed strange.

She started to run. Jumping over the rocks and logs that blocked her way. As she was trying to bridge over the next log she wasn’t able to see the small lowering that led to her stumbling and rolling a couple of feet down. ‘Great, just great.’ 

Her thoughts were sarcastic, helping her to cope with the panic rising in her throat.

She looked up and let out a short scream. Some big bright yellow eyes were looking at her from above. They belonged to a child with pale blue skin. At least it looked like a child. She didn’t dare to move one muscle, staring at the creature in front of her.

It was barely as tall as a 9-year-old and it’s skin made it look like it was suffocating. A rough crown made out of sticks sat on top of its head. It wore some pants that had seen better days. They seemed to be made out of a cheap fabric that was ripped in several places. A green scarf was hanging from its neck. 

“Hello.” It could speak. His mouth was stretched to wild smile.

“It’s been some time since an ol’ villager got lost in ma forest. That was some fall you had. Are you alright?” Still staring at the creature she tried to get her words together.

“Ehm…yes I tripped and fell. I don’t think I’m hurt. Thank you.”

“Good to hear. So what’s your name? I’m James.”

She hesitated. She didn’t even know if this creature was human. She couldn’t trust just anyone.

“Alva. My name is Alva.”

“Nice to meet you, Alva. So what did ya run away from? Thought the Drowners were after ya.” Drowners? What the fuck are Drowners?

“Yeah so. Excuse me the question but you seem rather … blue?” She was scared to ask something like this but this little creature seemed friendly.

“Oh that. Have you never seen a good ol’ Godling? Because that’s just what I am indeed.” The little boy laughed and seemed to be happy to have found some company.

“That is a Godling?”

“You never heard of us amazing Godling?”

The little blue boy explained to her that Godlings are woodland creatures dwelling in burrows and moss-covered hollow stumps on the outskirts of human settlements. They are deeply rooted in their home territory and perform acts of care and guardianship to those dwelling near their burrows. They watch over people as well as animals, but, shy creatures by nature, they try to do so while remaining unseen. Godlings are drawn to joy and innocence, and so delight in the company of children and usually only show themselves to the young.

“That’s why I am talking to ya. You seem fun. At least you look funny.” The boy started to walk around her while lifting her flannel and poking her skin.

‘He’s the one looking like a tall version of a smurf. What is he talking about?’ Her thought rushes inside of her head, making her regaining the feeling of dizziness.

“So you’re telling me you’re some kind of magical creature as in Harry Potter?” The girl tried to order her thoughts by sitting down and trying to hold on to the facts the little guy was telling her. Maybe she was in a coma? Or dreaming? Possibly. These are the only explanations she could come up with.

“I don’t know anyone called Harry Potter. Is he a friend of yours?”

“Ok, listen up. You’re probably just part of my imagination so why don’t we have some fun while it lasts?” As long as she sleeping and lucid dreaming she could at least make the best out of it.

“Yes, let’s have some fun! I love singing, I love music! I heard some strange melody coming from your direction. That’s how I found you.” James started to do some little happy jumps and clapping.

“Oh, you mean this?” Alva took her phone out of her pocket and showed it to him.

“What witchy device is that suppose to be?”

“No magic. Technology. Let me show you.” She pressed on some Icons and song from earlier continued.

“So fuck me like a rockstar, dancing on a cop car Nothin' in the world can stop me now Fucked up like a rockstar, riding in a cop car No one in the world can help me out.”

The little one danced to the music and showed off some rather random dance moves. Spinning in circles, jumping up and down and throwing his hands in the air.

Still thinking of her lucid dreaming she joined her little Godling friend. Turning the music louder and louder they enjoyed themselves.

Until a growl broke the peace of the music. But both James and Alva were to focused on having von dancing to notice some strange noises. They didn’t hear it, down to the moment when the girl got hit by something sharp, making her fall to the ground.

“Don’t stop dancing Alva, you’re no fun.” The Godling still didn’t realize that Alva was sitting on the ground covering her bleeding upper arm with her hand. Looking up she saw the scariest creature she could’ve imagined. 

In front of her is standing a sickly blue or green colored human, with slime and sludge oozing out of every pore and the acrid stench of rot wafting off of it. No, that wasn’t a human.

“James! What the fuck is that?” The girl cried for help.

Finally objectifying the situation, James was hurrying towards the creature when it rose its arm for another attack.

Covering her face Alva started to realize that this is the moment she was going to die. You can’t get hurt in a dream. That is just not possible. Her arm was on fire, giving her a pain she never had felt in her entire life. This was real. Waiting for the next hit but it never came.

Slowly she opened her eyes to see only James in front of her. The monster not in sight.

“Where did he-?” Completely shocked by the situation and being unable to talk, Alva starred at the boy.

“Don’t underestimate the power of a Godling. Nothing comes between me and my forest. And since you stumbled in it you’re a part of it.” He looked down at her bleeding arm and his eyebrows furrowed.

“You need a healer. As much as I’d love to I can’t heal it.”

The words barely got to the girl. She was scared for her life. She never believed something like this could happen. But one thing she knew for sure. This wasn’t her reality.

“And all these angels and demons Keep shoutin' and screamin' I'm falling from Eden.”

[celestial-demonic-pacts]

hehehe slips this in ur ask box

Giovanna held back a laugh, pacing around her bedroom trying to figure out what to do next. Of COURSE her trick backfired. She had meant to hit the demon brothers with a truth spell, but how was she supposed to remember she had plans with Beatrix who happened to walk in and distract her enough to accidently hit them.

"Okay! This is fine. You can just stay here with me so the brothers can't annoy you, and also so I can still surprise them with it at a later date. I DID already text Lily, though. So she's on her way. But that's the only one who needs to know!" She flashed Trix her best puppy dog eyes, hoping for both forgiveness and agreement to stay in her room. Lighting up when the blonde gave in, she pulled them over to the comfortable chairs in her room.

"Soo.. While I have you here. Do I get to annoy you? Because, darling, I would love to hear about whatever's going on between you and Satan. Asmo mentioned you've been spending more time with him lately…" Gio didn't exactly want to admit why she was asking, even if a part of her knew that Trix already knew.

"Oh! I also feel I should ask how you're enjoying RAD- Working for Dia and all. I won't tell him if you hate it. But unlike Lily, you could have left so I assume you enjoy it? Wait wait another thing!" Gio paused, trying to gauge what Trix would say to what she wanted to ask. "Not to ask about the boys again, but if you decide to go for Satan, do you think As-"

Before Gio could spit the question out, Lily knocked and entered asking why the text seemed to urgent, mentioning she had to make up an excuse to get Mammon off her arm to come alone as Gio had told her to do. Upon being told she couldn't help but to laugh a bit, quieting at a look that just said "this could be you."

Joining them on the furniture, Lily stayed quiet sensing she interrupted something before blurting out

"Hey Trix? Not to bother you with questions you apparently have to answer but what's your favorite part of living down here? I mean. Not that I'm starting to or anything I'm just curious." They threw a glance at Gio, who was looking at them as if to encourage more, "And. Again, not that it's a big deal but.. The brothers. Do you think they hate me since I was so mean when I first got here" Looking at her friends faces she blushed, and stared at a painting on Giovanna's wall "You don't have to answer that one, actually pretend I didn't ask", groaning when Trix did indeed answer

Beatrix thought this would be a normal day… well more normal than the crazy antics that the brothers brought everywhere they went. Upon opening the door to Gio’s bedroom something hit them. They felt a tingle rush through them and it took them a moment to realize Giovana had put a spell on them. Her thought of a normal day hanging out with Gio was now tossed out the window as Gio explained what type of spell it was. Truth. ‘Ah this will be fun’ Trix thought to herself, as Gio pulled her in and sat her down. While she was unhappy about now spending the day trapped here, well not trapped it was a good way to escape the brothers and just have a gals day with Lily on the way, so it wouldn’t be too bad.

“You know I’ll forgive you, babes. You don’t even have to pull those puppy eyes.” She chuckled softly, wow this truth spell was strong. She’d have to get it from Gio after, it would be fun and as an agent of chaos herself Gio will need help with getting all of the brothers. Trix got comfortable, tossing a leg over the arm of the chair while the other curled under her, leaning back against the opposite corner. “Of course you do, you always can.” The first question was easy, the second..

A bright red blush rushed across her cheeks as Beatrix sat up properly. “Well I- You know..” She tried to stall, even fight the spell but it was useless. “I.. We’ve been flirting. It just happened one day like we were reading together, and he shows me a passage in his book that was a descriptive passage about the female protagonist from the love interests point of view. And I hate to admit when it hit me it was him flirting because I’m a dumbass and just went ‘Oo that’s a good passage I like that’ and went back to reading because you know I’m dumb. Anyways eventually it evolved from there into chirps and quips about the other. Like one day I scored higher than him on an exam and teased him about it all day, which I didn’t even think about pushing the Avatar of Wrath’s buttons. I just think he’s cute when he’s all flustered and pouty, y’know. So yeah we’ve been spending more time together because of that but also we talk a lot. And I dunno so it’s something but like I don’t know what but like I dunno he just, y’know!” Trix tried to explain but there was just this feeling of safe and warm whenever he was around her. They sounded crazy to themself sometimes but just something clicked and it felt right, like he belonged.

“RAD? It’s interesting. It’s not what I wanted to get into that day but something brought me here and well we know who that is now but it’s not bad here. I’ve only been to one actual school before and that wasn’t even school, it was more like a training camp, so it’s actually fun for me. I like the classes, they remind me of home and I’ve always wanted to learn more about the other realms and human books give no information about it. And getting to experience it all first hand is so amazing. I really do enjoy it here. I’m happy the interesting looks of “who the fuck just fell into Mammon’s lap” and “Why the fuck did she fall into Mammon’s lap” and “Holy shit why are you in my lap” kept me here, you know along with actually wanting to know stuff but like that was funny. Poor Mammon, his face was priceless!” Trix laughed at the memory, too distracted to even notice how the truth spell let her mouth loosen and words freely flow. “Huh?” Trix pulled back to just miss what Gio asked when Lily had entered, taking the blonde’s attention, giving a nod in a way of agreement as she got comfortable on the chair again now that the hard question was answered.

“I mean it’s just interesting. But I also like the night time here more. It’s darker and there’s a ton more stars in the sky and I mean nothing beats back home but its just fuckin’ pretty ya know. And there’s less light pollution so it’s perfect to lay out in the garden and just look up.” Trix said honestly, they loved back home but here they felt more at Home.

“Hate you? No they don’t hate you Lils, they love you. They were kinda dicks in the beginning too. But now they wouldn’t know what to do if you left. And this is about all of them, they all love you. We’ve helped them so much and gotten them to talk about their family shit, you know they’d make pacts if they hate you? No, they love and trust you so much. Powerful demons like them wouldn’t just give their power away so easily that has to be earned or you have to peak their interest. Trust me I know, I actually studied that. Plus a lesser demon is easy to bully into a pact, that’s how I got a few of these but that is a story for another day because I could go on about pacts but I won’t because you didn’t ask about that. But there is one brother that loves more than the others.

And since I’m under a truth spell I can’t ignore a question I have to answer and I have to be honest,” Truth spell or not, Trix will still be a smartass. “So you know Mammon really really loves you. Like Love Love. The boy is head over heels and it's sweet. But god you should hear how he can go on about you and how excited he gets whenever he talks about you. He might’ve been a bit rough in the beginning but that was before he got to know you and trust you. Now he’s fallen in love, and we all know you are crushing too so you should totally say something! Lils you have nothing to lose because it’ll turn out good. You deserve good things, ya know and this is something really good that is waiting for you, because you’ll probably have to make the first move because he’s a dumbass who also thinks you don’t like him like that because he misses how you look at him. Don’t deny it! We all see how you stare, so just trust your heart and don’t overthink it. You’ll be lucky hun.”

[trash-tan]

Haikyuu Skincare Routines

I know most of these hoes would actually just use the bar soap they just used on their pubes on their faces but I’m a skincare whore and that’s unacceptable. This is mainly going to reference kbeauty bc that’s what I’m most familiar with. This is unedited brain heartburn please be wary

Kuroo would come across that one™ heavily quoted vit c research paper (15% ascorbic acid, 0.5% ferulic acid and 1% vit e in alpha tocopherol form) and literally only use that serum (he uses the wishtrend 15% with ferulic acid bc fuck skinceuticals and their $150+ serum) in his routine in combination with the Good Morning cleanser from Cosrx bc it’s cheap and the first thing that popped up when he searched for low acidity cleansers. Uses a combo spf moisturizer from clean and clear bc he hasn’t ‘gotten that far’ into skincare

Hanamaki would be the anti-skincare guru and only believe in cetaphil and whatever prescription his derm gave him but still wonder why his skin isn’t getting better. Uses Elta md sunscreen which is good but there’s so many better options out there honey (get out of your asshole we know you can see the results on your friends)

Mattsun would take a page out of makkis book but prob would opt for curology instead bc he doesn’t have the spare money to see a whole ass derm+/saw the ad somewhere and it worked for him so he kept the subscription. Doesn’t use spf like a heathen

Akaashi would have a solid three or four step routine depending on his mood for the day consisting of: 1. a cream to foam cleanser (bc he doesn’t like the way his face feels tight after super stripping cleansers) 2. probably that galactomyces toner from cosrx except he sprays it onto a cotton pad, tones his face, and then sprays it directly for a good pat down 3. (Optional) a lululun facemask or serum sample he got when he bought his toner 4. A thin layer of a rather dense cream but opts for a lighter cream in the summer or daytime but sometimes whatever bokuto got bc he basically shares akaashis stuff. Spf when he’s going to be out and about that day, but not to school bc he considers that indoors even with the windows flooding uv rays into the room but ok

Bokuto would use whatever akaashis using bc it looked cool to have a routine but then realized after following it for a while that he likes the super clean feeling after washing his face and would probably buy perfect whip by senka bc the foam is super satisfying to play with and it leaves him feeling super clean. He would feel bad about using akaashis products all the time and replace them every now and then with whatever he saw on a commercial or with whatever he got suckered into buying from the super convincing attendants at the beauty counter. One time bokuto used all his savings and bought the flagship pitera cream from skii bc if it’s the most expensive and best it’s gotta be good right? Akaashi sighed and tried using it but the fragrance broke him out and he couldn’t muster up the heart to tell bokuto so he just replaced the insides of the jar with the snail cream from cosrx and the placebo affect made bokutos skin shine like he belonged on the face of Elle. Doesn’t know spf exists unless it’s on a beach

Tendou would fall into any skincare fad and try it once. Has a billion products he’s tried once and thrown away bc it ‘didn’t work out’. Has definitely fucked up the pH balance of his skin, over exfoliated more than once, destroyed his skin barrier, and sometimes combined all of these in one sitting. Needless to say his skin is screaming all the time because it’s so damn sensitive from the torture he puts it through but he thinks the stinging is the product ‘working’, When he ‘tries’ a product he goes straight in without patch tests and applies w a y too much. Gets intoxicated with the feeling of slippy slidy on his face which makes him feel like the product is sinking into his skin better. Definitely makes faces and contorts his face while doing so. Does not actually have a semblance of an actual skincare routine other than doing it for fun. For some reason he always uses spf and remembers to reapply.

Ushijima would be the king of spot treatments and moisturization. Knows more than basics, and definitely incorporates skincare into his routine because he just likes the word routine jk he just gets frustrated from the occasional spot that typically comes up on his chin, otherwise he has immaculate skin. Moisturizes with a gel cream (probably the water bank cream from laneige) because he likes the feel of the oil/water balance on his face. Definitely tries the occasional fad with Tendou but in moderation and picks up whatever he likes/whatever tendou wants to throw away. Favorite products would probably be benzoyl peroxide spot treatments and would only use acne patches overnight. Uses spf occasionally but forgets most of the time unless tendou reminds him.

Kenma would accidentally click an ad for a gimmicky all in one skincare product but then whirlpool himself into the world of skincare and pick up a thing here and there and use it most of the time. If he’s on a gaming binge he won’t wash his dusty face until his eyes water and the crap his long eyelashes have so desperately kept away for the last 18 hours get mixed into his eyeballs and then he’ll finally wash his face. Probably uses good morning cosrx cleanser like kuroo (they get 1+1 deals together) and then the anti stress carrot pads by bellamonster bc he liked the flip top and the big pads bc it’s faster to finish his skincare with more wiping surface area. Finishes with dr jarts cicapair cream bc he’s got somewhat sensitive skin and it doesn’t bother him for his long wear hours. Knows that he should wear sunscreen but still opts out bc he rationalizes it by saying that he prob doesn’t even get enough sun to get his vit d requirement so he doesn’t really need it and to that I say touché

Hinata watched a hadalabo commercial on tv when he was young so he has a firm! belief that your skin should be sticky enough so that the van der waals forces between your palms and cheeks feel like peeling tape after you’re done with your skincare routine. An absolute hyaluronic acid whore, started off with hadalabo but the paraben scare ultimately made him switch to isntrees hyaluronic acid toner plus, not to be confused with the normal one because the more diverse the molecule sizes, the better, no? He doesn’t really understand but he understands that it sinks in better than the original and he likes the dark blue color of the toner on his counter because it makes him feel 0.00001% more manly. Also uses the sleeping mask from the same line before tournaments to mentally(?) prepare himself. Doesn’t use spf unless playing outside because hyaluronic acid is all he knows about actual skincare

Asahi would probably try to find an oil that’s good for his beard and his face. A true connoisseur of cleansing oils as well because he got sucked into it after overhearing from the girls in class that it helps with clogged pores. He always needed something to help with that because he had been getting ingrowns ever since he started getting facial hair. It took a lot to muster up the courage to ask for recommendations and even though he started off with the kose speedy cleansing oil hes made his way all the way up to shu uemuras anti pollution cleansing oil. He doesn’t keep it in the open because he doesn’t want anybody to mistake it for hand soap (ahem nishinoya) and it’s kind of his little secret because he treats it as a mini stress reliever at the end of his day. Doesn’t use spf because he thinks it’ll make him tan unevenly

Osamu looooves using apothecary themed skincare or skincare with essential oils. Probably a whore for the klairs supple preparation toner and innisfree as a brand. The type to cup his hands around his nose after using a product on his skin and breathe it in. Solid skincare routine (that he actually makes a routine) equipped with regular sheet mask sessions every week. His skin is positively glowing and glorious and it makes atsumu mega jealous but he really just doesn’t put in the same effort as osamu does and it shows. Thinks if the packaging says ~derived from natural ingredients~ it’ll have less chemicals or something. If he ever went on a trip to Korea he probably went to jeju as well to experience the innisfree green tea/osulloc luxury tea shop (2 birds with one stone, ya know?). When he was younger he probably liked skinfood (I’m sorry I had to) or tonymoly bc it was cheap, gimmicky, and fun to play around with with atsumu. Hates it when atsumu steals his sheet masks, especially if they’re the mediheal ones he keeps at the back of his drawer. Uses spf at the end of his routine always but forgets to reapply sometimes.

Atsumu really likes fragranced skincare bc he thinks it makes the product more luxurious. Forgets to wash his hands between hair care products and skincare products which makes him break out from time to time. He thinks he has a routine but in reality it’s just the normal 2-3 step he puts on occasionally for the ~vibes~ but is still worried about that line or two starting to form around his eyes. Loves sheet masks, especially the cellulose ones where it feels like agar jelly on your skin. Honestly just likes masks in general (eye masks, wash off masks, sleeping masks, modeling packs) but he likes getting them done at the spa (he takes osamu with him when he steals one too many of his mediheal masks). Washes his face regularly with whatever osamus using because he’s too lazy to bother getting his own but too invested in looking good to ignore the pretty bottle of face wash just begging to be used. Uses spf when he remembers that uva=wrinkles

[sgntaeho]

❱❭ sgn task #01 ; “kiss me thru the phone"

a peak into kwon taeho’s phone;

✦ what kind of cell phone do you have? ⁠ iphone 11 pro, midnight green

✦ how often do you use your cell phone? no more and no less than the average person my age. honestly depends on how much i’m not paying attention in class or other involuntary functions

✦ what is your phone’s lock screen photo? (see above)

✦ what is your phone’s home screen photo? (see above); just trying to catch some summer vibes, ya feel?

✦ how many contacts do you have in your phone? around 400? only cause i don’t bother to clear things out. i can’t remember who half of them are, and i definitely won’t be hitting them up anytime in this lifetime

✦ do you customize contact names or enter as given names? mostly given names; unless we’re close (or you’re a memorable character), in which case you’ll get a spirit emoji or something tacked onto the end. i’m not slick with nicknames, so unless you set one for yourself, i’d rather not try

✦ what is their default ringtone? whatever the factory setting is

✦ do you have personalized ringtones for your contacts or does everyone use the default ringtone? everyone on default; too much of a hassle otherwise, and i don’t take enough calls or have my volume up for it to matter anyways

✦ how many alarms do you have set and why? i only have one actively set for the morning but have way too many saved, for nearly every time of day. i’m a weirdo who’d rather spend 30 seconds scrolling through my endless list of alarms instead of just setting a new one for the time i need. also times always set on odd numbers (xx:01, xx:09, xx:13, etc.) and never on nice times that end in xx:00, xx:15, x:30, etc. because i hate even or clean-cut numbers

✦ what are your top 3 most used apps? imessage (+ other messaging apps), instagram, spotify

✦ what are your favorite apps? reddit is my guilty pleasure and safe space. twitter is fun even though i personally don’t tweet much (or else i’d spend all day fighting people on there, and i get enough of that in real life). also spotify because i’m almost always listening to something and can’t stand being idle in silence

✦ what are your last 3 google searches or the last 3 things you’ve asked your built in ai? ⮕ "memento movie ending interpretations” ⮕ "do you get notifications if someone screenshots your instagram story” ⮕ "can i feed my cat grapes”

✦ do you delete your internet search history or use incognito mode? if so, how often, and why? i’ll use incognito; not because i feel the need to hide anything, but because i don’t want too many one-time searches polluting my ‘recommended’ results later on. that shit’s the worst

✦ do you download music or use a streaming app? if so, which one and why? self-proclaimed spotify supremacist here. they have a comprehensive stock of both korean and non-korean stuff, which is a must. plus it’s so much easier to curate playlists, jump around, and discover new music without me having to fully commit to buying and downloading something (...does this say something more about me as a person?)

✦ what are the last 3 songs you’ve listen to on your phone? ♫ ‘error’ by ash island ft. loopy ♫ ‘all day (band ver.)’ by giriboy ♫ ‘please love me’ by colde (yeah, i’m a sucker for k-hiphop/rnb)

✦ what does your photo album consist of? it’s a pretty scary and eclectic place in there. to start, i take a lot of screenshots: receipts of when my friends say stupid things, school stuff, cocktail recipes, the outright ridiculous shit my dad’s various news outlets will put out (which i subsequently flame him for whenever we actually have to talk). so. many. cat. pics — but they’re fucking cute, alright? some random fit pics and fashion inspo. to be completely frank, there are more selfies than i’d like to admit and some... highly cringe gym pics. but none of that is being sent for anyone else’s eyes, so it’s chill. totally chill... and of course, i have a lot of stuff for photography club in the cloud.

✦ what is your texting style? do you reply quickly or are you a slow texter? do you send several messages at a time or paragraphs? i’m not the type to be texting a million people at once, so if we’re talking, i’ll probably reply pretty promptly. sometimes i’ll drop off the face of the earth, but try not to take it too personally. i definitely tend to spam send multiple, shorter messages as opposed to a single longer one. chaotic thoughts, grammar, and structure alike

✦ what are the last 3 texts you’ve sent? ⮕ vince: "is this dry needling thing supposed to be hurting still? it’s been a whole ass week...” ⮕ junhyung: "stop texting me” ⮕ hyunjoo: "hey, do you know when my mom is getting back home?”

✦ who do you text the most? couldn’t really tell you for sure. i’m not the type of person who needs to live update their life over text to somebody, and i’m not particularly invested in every little thing someone else is doing either, no offense. among my guy friends, we can maintain friendships without a whole lot of constant talking. so if i’m texting someone in high volume and frequency, it’s probably because we’re arguing over something (i’m sure you aren’t even surprised by now). or, it could be a girl i’m interested in and that’s like... not so common either.

✦ what are your top 6 used emojis? 😤 🙃 🥴 👀 🤷‍♂️ 😈

✦ how often do you call others? i hate phone calls. they’re clunky af, and you always have to awkwardly go “i-- oh-- no you go ahead” because you’re always interrupting each other. quite often people call me and i purposely watch it go to voicemail and text them back some time after, because i don’t want to pick up. so really, i only call when it’s really necessary. i think facetime is better and cool for casual though, so i’ll do that with friends instead.

✦ who were the last 3 calls made to and why? assuming you mean traditional phone calls... ⮕ dad (well more like my dad’s assistant) — to tell him to gtfo of my school life and stop signing on to throw money at (or ‘sponsor’) things without telling me. i can already tell he’s gearing up to pitch me the ‘you should take over the company’ case again when i get home for break ⮕ older sister — just to make sure she’s alive or well or whatever. total nuisance ⮕ campus police — i just had to... test a little something about their alarm infrastructure. please don’t ask any more

✦ who do you call the most? again, i don’t like calling people — few things in life are that urgent. but my mom, i guess. she calls me a lot when she’s not shooting for something, but i think it’s just to make herself feel like she’s doing the most as a mother

✦ do you have someone blocked? if so, who and why? no. i’m not petty or proactive enough to do something like that, even to the most annoying of people... now that i think about it, i should probably block an ex or two, just so drunk me won’t even get the chance to do anything stupid. but it’s not like i’ve ever done anything like that before, so whatever.

✦ are you apart of any group chats? with whom? just what you’d expect: swim team, photography club, people in my major, friends i’ll go out with on weekends, and so forth. albeit i’m that guy who shamelessly has the group on mute, so you’re probably going to have to aggressively @ me if you want me. then there’s the family group chat, which is mostly my parents getting on my case and making sure i have family obligations marked on my calendar while my sister sits back and laughs at my pain.  

✦ do you use the notes app? yep... i have a lot of thoughts, okay?

[memorydragon]

Tagged by @subtextsays   I'd planned to do this a few days ago, but the Chinese Government said No.  Also, tumblr is now giving me a major issues actually typing right now, so we'll see if I make it.  Seriously though, the fuck tumblr.  Your post function is nigh unusable right now.

🍓 what do you prefer to be called name wise?

Mem or Memory.  I answer to both irl, mostly because people who know my real name tend to just be like, no, you're Mem.  I go with the flow since there's really only one name I refuse to answer to anyway.

🍓 when is your birthday?

Same day as Dr. Suess.

🍓 where do you live?

South China.  Yeah, it's been a fun year, let me tell ya.  

🍓 Three things you are doing right now?

Fighting desktop tumblr because fuck it.  I never thought I'd say that the mobile version actually has more functionality, but 2020.

Drinking tea.  Because I need tea right now.

Trying to navigate an online teaching system that is entirely in Chinese.  It's going about as well as you'd think.  

🍓 four fandoms that have piqued your interest right now?

I'm currently in a Tales rabbit hole right now.  My Vesperia playthrough has awakened things that I thought had long past and Crestoria is tempting me with a scene of Vicious and Aegis that my brain wants me to write.  Because, ya know, there's only like, ten fics in the whole tag for Crestoria right now, so between a ten year old game and a gatcha mobile phone game, I'm totally getting a huge audience for these fics.  -_-;;;  Though the Tales game I'm currently playing is actually... not going to end up as a favorite, to be honest.  Graces isn't vibing with me at all.

DC is still on my mind as well.  Vesperia just kind of highjacked a few things.  

Whizzy, you need to join me at Relena's birthday party.  You really should.  XD  And it seems I'm not the only one who's trying to drag you down to it again.  

Not sure if I really have a fourth one at the moment?  Mostly because Tales is actually more than one fandom, I'm just grouping them all together.  I'm also currently on the fence of what to do after I finish Graces, because on one hand, I will have a shiny new gaming laptop tomorrow which I can replay the psx version of Phantasia on (or even find Destiny or Eternia on for replaying?  It's been so long and I've needed to replay those games for a while now).  On the other hand, I also have Xillia, plus the other PS3 Tales games I can buy (Xillia 2, Hearts, and apparently both Symphonia games I need to replay) and I've kind of wanted a replay of Zesty and Berseria.  And given how long all of these fuckers are, this ends up being a massive conundrum.  

🍓 how is the pandemic treating you?

So, you know how a lot of people have had major stress because their job stopped paying them properly and/or were layed off, had money issues, and anxiety/depression combo?  Yeah, I've had all of that several months in advance from everyone else, then had to watch as other people also went through all of that, knowing they were just starting what I was going through.  It's not been fun.  At least China has actual control over Covid at the moment though, so I managed a quick trip to Shanghai which was fun.  If it weren't for the pollution, I'd love to live in Shanghai, not gonna lie.  The city made a pretty big impression on me and seems to be more of a San Francisco/Austin sort of vibe.

🍓 song you can’t stop listening right now?

Honestly, screaming/crying through the lyrics of Rent was how I survived quarentine.  The lack of getting paid and living through disease combo plus a side of Queer really worked for me.  Right now though, I've kind of been on a Carole King kick?  Tapestry has been in my head a lot.  

🍓 recommend a movie.

Willow.  Because Willow is just, so good.  

🍓 how old are you?

Too old to deal with the fact that my new job wants to force me to live on the 7th floor with no elevator.  Yeah, trying to work around that right now.  

🍓 school, university, occupation, other?

University professor now.  That's right, I'm now working at a University. May be temporary though, depending on the aforementioned 7th floor business.  Mostly because I like breathing, which I can't do very well in this climate's humidity while exercising.  It'd be different if like, the stair well was air conditioned (I'm out of shape and would hate it, but I could breath), but if the building don't have an elevator, I know the answer to that...

🍓 do you prefer hot or cold?

Cold.  Yes, I live too close to the equator for my own good.  Sadly, until the pollution problem goes away, it's as far north as I can live in China.

🍓 name one fact others may not know about you.

I...  always never have any idea what to say to this sort of question.  I don't really hide things.  Like, I'm sure things just, haven't been mentioned, but like, I never know what those are?  Like, the top things I can think of that I just don't talk about often are that I travelled around the world preforming with Up With People and that I love murder mysteries (not true crime.  Give me a proper Agatha Christie).  

🍓 are you shy?

No, not really.  I'm quiet a lot of times, which is very different from shy, even though a lot of people don't understand that.  I've never had a problem chatting with new people or what not, but in a large group if I don't have anything I actually want to add to a conversation, I won't talk very much.  Which doesn't mean I'm not listening, or that if I have something to say, I won't try to speak up, but just...  don't really need to most of the time.

🍓 what are your pronouns?

she/her

🍓 any pet peeves?

Another question I never really know how to answer.  Like, I'm sure I have them.  I'm just generally pretty easy going.  At the moment, I suppose female characters who's defining characteristic is that they're in love with a dense protag.  Anaden and Graces have been giving me an overdose on those lately.

🍓 what’s your favorite “dere” type?

...I think the only one I actually know is tsundere and I wasn't aware there were more than that.  

🍓 rate your life 1-10. 1 being really crappy and 10 being the best you could ever be.

5ish.  Was doing better, but then now on top of everything else, I also need to buy a new phone... that's not from China.  Which is a lot more difficult when I can't hop the boarder.  I actually have to return the phone I just bought because despite what they promised me, googleplay doesn't work at all.  So now I have to figure out how to buy a Hong Kong phone without actually being able to go to Hong Kong.

🍓 what’s your main blog?

Random.

🍓 list your side blogs and what they are used for.

I only have Vengeancedragon, which is used incredibly rarely and is mostly for contemplating Vengeance.  

🍓 is there anything you think people need to know about you before becoming friends with you?

A friend once told me that the fact my mother put Spock ears on me and took me to a scifi convention when I was 6 months old explained everything about me.  I'm not sure if it explains Everything, but it does explain a lot.  XD

[vegannerdgirl]

Okay, but, reducing our meat intake by 30% really would help. While that's not a lot, it would make a huge impact, and unlike a lot of other advice that CNN gave, it's something each of us can do and should do.

But you know what the public response was, just as it always is when folks are told eating less meat would help the environment? They balk and hem and haw. "Pass up that steak to reduce pollution? How dare you tell me what to do! It's my personal choice!"

Hate to tell ya, buddy, but choosing meat over plant-based foods isn’t a personal choice - it’s an ethical choice. A personal choice is choosing what shirt you want to wear today. It isn’t the choice between paying a company to slit a chicken’s throat or paying a company to grow soybeans and lentils. The two choices are not of equal moral value. Unless you believe animals don’t feel pain or emotions, in which case, just stop reading now because you probably don’t give a shit about climate change to begin with.

But I digress.

People are so attached to eating meat, dairy, and eggs that even if told it would help save our planet to go vegan (or at least eat more veggies and less meat), they will absolutely refuse. And they hide it behind the framing of "corporations are the polluters, individuals shouldn't be held responsible for climate change, so why should I eat less meat, etc. etc." I don't find that reasoning compelling in the least. And to be told that eating less meat to help stop climate change is “journalistic malpractice”?

Here's the problem with that statement. It doesn't absolve us of moral responsibility for our choices. We are at least partially responsible for our purchases on an individual basis as well. Because our collective individual impacts add up, especially when it comes to animal products.

Plus, we wouldn't apply this same nihilistic "there is no ethical consumption under capitalism" rhetoric to other areas of individual purchasing. Here's an example:

If I said I no longer wanted to purchase child slavery-sourced chocolate, you wouldn’t say “Corporations are responsible for child slavery, not you, so why are you bothering.” Of course we’re responsible for what we purchase, especially if there is another option that is less harmful. Slavery-sourced chocolate vs. ethically-sourced chocolate. There is a difference, and no one would dispute that there isn't. So why when presented a choice between animal- and plant-based foods, we suddenly act as if there's no ethical or moralistic difference? Or if there is a difference, it doesn't matter because the world is shit and we're all fucked anyway so why bother caring?

We make the choice 3+ times a day on what we are going to eat. We are making that decision, not a corporation. The corporations are simply filling the demand of meat/dairy/eggs that we are providing. If we take away that demand for animal products, and everyone goes as vegan as they can, guess what? Animal agriculture goes out of business. Which is exactly what we need to happen if we have a hope of stopping climate change.

We could all go paperless/carless/phoneless/plastic-free tomorrow, and it wouldn't eliminate climate change. Because animal agriculture is the #1 driver of climate change. We have to dismantle these industries if we want to get serious about having a livable future on this planet.

Animal agriculture is antithetical to human and animal survival. It's responsible for oceanic dead zones, antibiotic resistance in the human population, zoonotic diseases, methane pollution, pollution of our waterways, chronic illnesses in communities near farms and slaughterhouses, etc. The human population's total combined impact when it comes to eating meat and other animal products is *so* devastating that it blows all other polluting industries out of the water.

Animal agriculture accounts for 51% of global greenhouse gas emissions. That's more than the transportation sector. So yes, our consumption of animal products is driving climate change. There is no ethical or sustainable way to raise and slaughter trillions of animals a year. There is no socially or environmentally responsible way to breed and kill animals for meat.

If we want a world that's equitable, fair, clean, and peaceful, we have to end animal agriculture. And that does fall on all of us as individuals, because our US government sure as hell won't put a stop to it. The USDA is responsible for both giving us our dietary recommendations and ensuring that agriculture is a thriving economy. It's a blatant conflict of interest and has been since at least the 50's. So there's no help there. What meager reforms are made for animal welfare does nothing to comfort the animals crammed in cages and warehouses, and trucked for hundreds of miles in heat and snow just to end up in a slaughterhouse.

The bottom line is: corporations will not stop breeding, torturing, capturing, and killing animals until we stop paying them to. Climate change will continue to get worse until we stop supporting these industries. We need to let animal agriculture die so that we can live.

[clegacylabs]

A Friendship isn’t So Petty

(Post X3 (Longish Drabble))

It was late into the night as two women walked on the paths next to the busy roads of the inner city. The world was high off the success of repelling once more a major Maverick threat. The months of fighting were long, multiple engagements were made globally, but in the end, the Hunters prevailed. Because of that, tonight was a night for celebration, even if an official end just meant more work of a different kind. It was only at the badgering of her best friend and X’s, her commander, insistence, that Inessa pried herself away from the things still left to do.

Hours of bar hopping later thanks to a human with an iron liver, there the pair were. Erika could barely walk straight anymore, so the reploid woman ended up having to carry the blitzed human on her back. The life of the city thrummed around them with speeding cars, flashing signs, and the occasional obnoxious holo-ad.

“Wooo yeah!! Hahaha! Urp!! Fffffff-” The red-head swayed on her friend’s back as she tried to cheer with both her arms. Erika immediately regretted that. Her stomach was poised to exit her mouth and the world spun dangerously behind her eyes. She fell forward, letting her chin rest on Inessa’s shoulder, arms coming wrap themselves around the reploid. Her friend’s low laugh rumbled through her.

“You’re lucky I don’t like to drink nearly as much as you do,” said Inessa. Erika barked a laugh.

“Man, that’d be a helluva sight. Pfftt. Human scientist and 17th’s second-in-command just stummblin’ around drunk. Can’t even make it home!” she exclaimed, words slurring some on her tongue.

“Mortifying.”

“Hilarious!” the human insisted. They lapsed into a companionable silence. In the quiet between them, the human Russian turned pensive. The glow of celebration lagged behind them as they got closer to the HQ, still undergoing repairs from this past war’s opening act.

“Ya know,” she started. Inessa’s head inclined slightly towards her. “I honestly thought I was gonna die a couple months ago.” Erika felt her friend’s body stiffen slightly, though she walked as if unaffected. “I’m sorry. I wish I could have found you sooner that day.” Ugh, regret, that won’t do. Not where she was trying to take this conversation anyway.

“It’s fine. Ya kinda had your hands full with half the unit turning... Again. Well, last time was more than that, but still. Then the rest of base was another story. Mavericks took advantage of the fact the most of HQ’s best were out on a big campaign, leavin’ secondaries ta hold down the fort ‘fore the cavalry showed up.”

“Where are you going with this, Erika?” Ah, of course. Always wanting to get to the heart of the matter. No point in beating around the bush now. Better to say, before she figures it out instead. Harder to steer the conversation that way. Plus, she’s got liquid courage in her, too, to keep her from chickening out again.

“Need ta ‘pologize to ya.” Erika was met with silence. She took that as her cue to continue. “Startin’ to think I’m just bad luck.” The human laughed, low, mirthless, hollow. Her words were considerably more sober when she stopped.

"When my husband died, we hadn’t been married long, but we’d known each other for so much time. I was already pregnant with Andrei when we filed the papers. Two short years, then a fire took him. It hurt, but I still had my boy. It was alright. I met you, worked in your lab, became friends with you and the others but...” The implication hung between them. The day of the attack and attempted kidnapping. Neither of them had seen a corpse in person before, much less the number and having known each personally...

Another bitter laugh. “And then he was gone.”

“Erika-” Inessa started, understanding her friend was heading in a dark direction.

“And then, because you’re you, and your stupid sense of duty, you follow me on my damn vendetta fueled trip. And what happens? We get split up. And you’re out there killing yourself fighting the monsters. The friends we made up until the first war die, turned traitor and die, or just fucking run off like the self-hating cowards they are!” Her voice cracks and she’s feeling heat in her face and ears.

“Eri-” The voice came at a higher pitch than her usual, sounding more like Dimitra.

“No.” She hisses, cutting the reploid off again. Erika’s hands clenched together in a white knuckled grip. “No, I watch us change into people so different from who we were and I can’t believe it took until watching Doppler’s sleeper agents getting literally frozen to the floor of R&D and cut down by you, in my face no less, to realize that. To realize I let my best friend chase after me while I turn into Captain Ahab, letting every Maverick be my Moby Dick.” The woman could barely catch her breath, vision swimming from her physically and emotionally compromised state. Inessa halts and Erika realizes distantly that they were on a park trail.

More silence. Erika wished that her friend would just put her down or something, because it’d be nice to read her face... As readable as it can be these days. An aggrieved sigh broke the quiet.

“Erika... Vengeance or not, I would have had to fight. I chose what would have made me happier.”

“... What?” Another sigh. Careful not disorient the human, Inessa walked towards a bench and set her down. The reploid slumped onto the wood next to her. Her face was angled low, bangs brushing past her eyelashes, sight, distant.

“I’m a first-gen Reploid, Erika. Everything about me was experimental. Including the lab. From the recovered footage of us fending for ourselves until the Hunters came, the Russian government would have obligated me to be drafted, or else. We were a brand new race plopped onto the world literally overnight.” Inessa turned to meet Erika’s eyes. “The science world would prefer breakthroughs in aquatic science and pollution control, but the powers that be want anything to stay as the powers that be.” She closed her eyes, shoulders drooping slightly.

“The Mavericks, especially ideological ones, weren’t completely wrong... but the ends don’t justify the means.” Erika feel could her mouth dangling open as Inessa turned to her again. “Following you gave me a choice I didn’t realize I could make. Don’t apologize, not when I feel grateful to you.” She sat up to her full height, meeting Erika eyes with a warm intensity. They stayed like that in the stillness of the park.

... ... ... ... ...

The human felt something bubble in her chest. Her shoulders shook and she started to wheeze. Before she knew it, Erika was cackling. The feeling one part hysteria, one part disbelief, one part relief.

“What the hell, all that and you go and say that of all things?” Wetness beaded at the corner of her eyes. Inessa shrugged, the lines of her face relaxing as the tension subtly left her.

“I’m not accepting an apology that’s pointless. There’s nothing to forgive. You and I’s perceptions are out of sync.” Erika scowled at her.

“Well then, I’m not accepting your gratitude then!” The human’s middle name was spite, in her mind at least.

“Okay”

“’Okay’?!”

“Yes.”

“That’s all you have to say?!”

“Yes.”

“Oh come on!” She threw her hands up. Inessa arced an eyebrow. “Is there a problem?” Erika glared before she cooled slightly. “No, I guess not, I just don’t like how you’re taking this so easily.” she grumbled. A small smile inched onto Inessa’s face.

“I’m rejecting your apology because I see it as pointless. You may have had influence, but you don’t control my actions. Even if you don’t accept my gratitude, that’s fine. I... just wanted you to know how I felt. Nothing more.” Finally, Erika slumped in her seat. “Are you even real?”

“Isn’t it too late to be discussing Plato’s “Cave” Allegory?”

“Ugh! Take us home! I’m so done with you!” The cat-like smile on the reploid’s face was all there was to say about that exchange. With that, they were back in the same position they started after they left the last bar. Calmer now, the sounds of running water from the creek and the rhythmic footsteps of her friend started to lull Erika to sleep. She let the world pass them by as her eye-lids grew heavy.

“Neshka?”

“Mnn?”

“Thanks for everything.”

“Hmn.” Erika felt the smile in the hum of acknowledgement. Her eyes closed and she knew no more.

[koukouture]

Commandants (Ash and Qiu, this falls under Ash’s time as skk but I’mma throw in Qiu just for fun)

1) ASH IS SO FUCKING EXITED OMG. After Kowloong they’re just fucking exhausted and want nothing more than to chill with their constructs. Found family trope beloved.

Qiu is less exited. He‘s not very close with the constructs and has no plans on getting closer. He just wants a break, alone or with Ash preferably, some quiet time, with his peach tea and cigarettes.

2) Ash is tired and they were so stressed over what happened with Lucia. Like dear god, yes they will chill and they will get drunk and have a good time.

Qiu is happy to have a vacation, he just doesn’t want to spend it with everyone else. He would have been perfectly content spending his vacation on Babylonia.

3) Ash is also quite unfamiliar with it but they’re willing to try and want their constructs to have a good time too. And so it will be, they will have fun with Ash.

Qiu is unfamiliar with play as well but he cares enough to hope that everyone else has a good enough time.

4) Yes. Ash is not swimming in their uniform lmao. Plus, swimsuits are part of the fun.

Qiu begrudgingly changes into shorts and a t shirt. He isn’t fond of his scars. Like yes, whore, but not openly.

5) Ash is worried about her, they try to check up with her regularly and make sure she’s doing alright. Kowloong was heavy for a lot of them.

Qiu and Lucia aren’t very close, but they sort of mutually understand each other. Qiu knows that Lucia is going through some tough shit, and Lucia is equally aware of his past. They won’t have any heart to hearts, but they’ll look out for each other.

6) Ash just meets Camu so no really exploring. They‘re just here to find the bar and have a few martinis ya know?

Qiu probably sneaks off with Roland lmao. Not really just as a quick fuck, Roland doesn’t pry and they can just explore the ruins together. Maybe he starts to go “oh shit the enemy is making me feel things I shouldn’t beyond our one nights stands” but they do not talk about their feelings until like, Evernight beat.

7) Ash loves it honestly. They’re having fun with their found family, they just kinda wish Qiu was here.

Qiu likes his alone time, so he usually gets up at night to walk along the beach or goes away to explore the abandoned facilities alone or with Roland when he was still there.

8) Ash and Camu like kinda go on a date? Ash wants to get to know Camu and Camu is begrudging but ends up enjoying their company. They kinda just explore, maybe play in the water and have a few drinks together. Everyone else is with them like half the time so idk if it’s even a date????

Qiu… idk kinda? If you count betraying both of your causes to just hang out and occasionally fuck as a date lmao. Like I said, no real heart to hearts until Evernight Beat.

Constructs (Vernon, I’d include Lycaon but he probably doesn’t get involved in the story for a while)

1) Vernon hangs out with everyone else, of course he spends a lot of time with his own squad and makes sure that the kiddies don’t fucking die lmao

2) Vernon is kinda sad Hassan couldn’t come, but he gives his husband a call every now and again. And of course, he‘s the father of his squad and kinda wants to officially adopt them. He loves his kiddies so much-

3) Vernon isn’t very close with Lucia, but I’d imagine he’d try. Especially because he has some memory problems too. Mainly because he’s forgotten what it’s like to be human and can hardly remember his daughter’s face sometimes.

4) Still on babysitting duty 24/7 unfortunately. Now he has to make sure the kids don’t drown. SKK could insist on watching the kids but he would never let them

5) Vernon sort of leaves his story arc behind for Grand Blue, but, his mind wanders to his daughter a lot. Wondering if she was here maybe he could go to the beach like she had always dreamed since they loved in a polluted city very far inland. No major arc, he just really misses his daughter but accepts that she’s gone.

6) Pantheon (Vern’s squad) deserves a break, they were pretty overworked leading up to Kowloong as well. Does Hassan spoil his husband in order to gain favour with the kids, specifically Xi? Yes, but that aside, genuinely, they need a break. (Also bc Pantheon’s story gets progressively worse lmao)

7) Vernon goes with Lee. Kamui’s a nice kid, but Lee’s suspicions are not unwarranted. He of course feels the need to protect those around him so he forgoes some vacation time to make sure that everyone is safe.

OC Development for ‘Grand Blue’ - Answer any of these to develop your PGR OC!

For Commandants:

Is your Commandant excited about visiting the water theme park? How did they react upon finding out about the vacation?

Is your Commandant excited about spending time away from the battlefield? Are they going to enjoy relaxing with their squad?

What does your Commandant think about Constructs being unfamiliar with ‘play’?

Does your Commandant put on a swimsuit, along with the others? Why or why not?

Is your Commandant worried about post-Kowloon Lucia, or do they think the vacation’s going to make everything okay?

Is your Commandant going to explore their feelings for a loved one, now that they can finally relax with the others at a watery theme park? Will there be an epic love confession?

Does your Commandant focus on enjoying the theme park, or are their thoughts elsewhere? What are they thinking about?

Does your Commandant go on a date? What’s the date like?

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For Constructs:

Does your Construct enjoy the theme park with Gray Raven, Ayla, Strike Hawk or their own squad? Are they alone?

Does your Construct want to confess their love to someone on the beach? Who is it and why?

Does your Construct help Gray Raven with Lucia’s memory problems? Why or why not?

What activities does your Construct do at the water park?

Does your Construct have their own epic story arc during the Grand Blue event, did they leave behind their story arc on vacation, or are they simply enjoying the theme park?

Why did your Construct go to the theme park?

Your Construct gets to choose between playing with Kamui or scouting the area with Lee. Kamui really wants to play with you, and Lee’s concerned about hidden Corrupted. Which one would they rather do, and why?

[hoe-imaginess]

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also just as a little psa... if you’re gonna send in anonymous sass/hate then you should probably make sure you actually hit anon next time... lmao

Hmmmm I’ve thought about it fleetingly but for some reason I’m kind of uncomfortable writing for live action stuff? I don’t know why?? I use to write Marvel fanfiction ALL the time. Plus, this is mostly an anime imagines blog for now... I may get into other fandoms in the future but as for ASOIAF, no ): sorry fam

tbh.... Naruto

I think he would be okay as a dad. He’d be protective, selfless, and would always provide, but he’s just kinda... not dad material. Idk. I can’t explain it

Tbh I am very into poise CEO Madara secretly being a lil freak on the side. That’s p much how I imagine him in a modern AU anyway. I dig this

I think it was when my ex boyfriend told me to watch Death Note. Then afterward I really got into Attack on Titan, and from there I just started exploring more anime!

@prettykitten123 I’ve never seen Gintama! But I kindaaaa want to start it. Maybe one day

And that would neverrrrrr happen (in Tobirama’s mind, anyway). I don’t think Madara would be okay with it either though, so it’s going to be a very tricky situation

I think I have one or two Aizen requests in the box rn? I don’t get a lot of Bleach tbh. Most of the inbox is Naruto and One Piece tbh. I’ll post some Bleach soon though!

I definitely say Tobirama is a dog person. Madara doesn’t really count himself as a dog person or a cat person, but he’d probably prefer a dog too, I think

I think he would yesssss. He can’t not see his favorite human ya feel? And nah I don’t think he’d have ANY demigods running around tbh? He’s not about that life. Up until he met his favorite human, he probably didn’t fool around with humans at all. So really, finding a human he liked would be pretty life changing

Ooooo Izuna and Hashi’s demigod kid. Spicy. I think it could work? Izuna realllllly isn’t keen on being with a Senju though. So honestly, it would have to happen before he knew about their heritage. Otherwise, Izuna is probably steering clear of anyone with Senju blood

I’ve seen one or two villains so far??? I ended on the episode where they defeated the Hero Killer, so I’m still behind lmao. But Aizawa... fuck.... that’s so daddy

@evagenesis omg kajhkdjhkajhsdkhalkjshdkjf hjsd yes. Izuna isn’t allowed IN the sea but that doesn’t mean he can’t sit on the shore and pollute it with all kinds of shit. Tobirama is shaking. 

@ocean-wide-mind AHHHH thank you. I’m so in love with Ace it’s almost unhealthy... I have so many Ace ideas 

BITCH RIGHT LIKE????? I can’t play w anyone who uses Minato. Too OP. Automatic win. Not even fair 

I’m a Linguistics major!!!

Tbh I still think he would be!!! Kishimoto just kind of hoed him on that one. I think it was just for the plot, ya feel? But who knows

Ino, Hashi, Kiba, Tsunate, and Genma/Kakashi

He says thank you <3 he had a good hatchday. I know this was in response to that personal post that was meant to go to my personal blog omg... I’m so embarrassed by it. But really thank you for the love <3 I appreciate it 

Ahhhh I tried watching a few episodes and just couldn’t get into it??? I may try again when I have the time though

Second language! I grew up speaking it around the house with my family but english was my primary language! And it’s okay I do that too??? But in Japanese?? Idk why??? Anime is taking over my life. Thank you!!!

SHIT yeah I gotta fix that. My blog is just so messed up because I have so many links on the master post )): fuck tumblr. thx for letting me know though!

HOW COULD U HATE HASHI!!! But I feel. He’s kinda annoying lmao. But this is so good to hear yes. I love converting Hashi hoes. V good

omg so I’ve never really thought about a dance AU mostly because i’m convinced Madara and Tobirama would be TERRIBLE. But Hashirama? Hell yeah. THE SPLITS. YES. Tobirama is into all that formal stuff yes yes yes. MADARA? A LATIN ICON??? hell yes

[despairforme]

" i know it – it's t - two in the m - morning, but i'm n - not telling you. it's a s - s - surprise, silly. " she's stringing nnoitra along, a rolled up blanket tucked under her arm. guiding him to the park and stopping in the open field where twinkling stars and a full moon can easily be seen. melody lets go of his hand and unrolls the blanket. " y - you mentioned loving the moon, so i - i th - thought maybe you'd like to watch it f - for – for a while. lovely, i - isn't it ?? "

     It had been a BIG surprise for Nnoitra when Melody had texted him and asked if they could meet up tonight. And, when she had said ‘ tonight ‘, she really DID mean int he middle of the night. Nnoitra was used to staying up late, seeing as he usually finished work past midnight. Still, at two in the morning, he most often found himself in bed with his boyfriend - asleep. Not tonight though. Curious to see what Melody had in store for him, he had accepted her request. Yeah, it did cross his mind that… Maybe this wasn’t something he should do. Spend time in the middle of the night with someone who WASN’T his boyfriend. But, at the same time - him and Melody were friends. It was no big deal. Plus, Grimmjow wanted to sleep anyway, and Nnoitra really enjoyed being outside during the night. Especially in summer, when it wasn’t cold.

     ❝ Yo. ❞ He greeted her at their agreed meet-up spot. He cocked his head back a little, a silent request for her to explain what he - they - were doing here in the middle of the night. Apparently, it was a surprise. This only made Nnoitra more curious. He DID pull his hand away when she grabbed it, more on reflex than anything else. But, the gesture was clear enough - she wanted him to follow her. Hoping that him pulling away hadn’t been too rude, he followed her. She seemed pretty excited about whatever it was she was going to show him. Nnoitra was pretty eager to see the surprise too, but that didn’t stop him from walking in his usual sluggish way, dragging his feet like they weighed a ton. Keeping up with her was easy anyway though, thanks to his long legs. It soon became clear that they were heading for the park, and, sure enough, a few minutes the tarmac underneath their feet were replaced by grass. This was the city’s biggest park, and now that they had walked to the middle of it, the light pollution wasn’t so bad, Nnoitra noticed. He could see the stars. He could see the moon. This took his attention away from Melody, and he just stopped and looked up. It had been… A while since he had taken the time out of his day ( night ) to LOOK at the moon and stars. There was too much light in the city to see the night sky, and it wasn’t like Nnoitra had gone for any walks on his own, like he had used to in the past. Now that he looked up at the nightsky, and took a deep breath, he had to admit - he had missed this. The moon had always been such an important part of his life, and he wondered why he hadn’t paid any attention to it now that he was living a happy life. Maybe it was because he didn’t need the comfort from it anymore?

     He hadn’t noticed her laying out the blanket. When she spoke up, he looked back at her, and understood that this was what she had wanted to show him. It was a VERY nice surprise, and Nnoitra was grinning. 

     It was strange, to have someone actually pay attention to what HE liked, and to go through the trouble to do something FOR HIM. The only person who ever did that was Grimmjow, and even he had never suggested for them to go and watch the moon together. Mah, he probably thought it would be too lame a thing to ask. It was a pretty cliche date-thing, right? That thought made Nnoitra’s good mood sink. Yeah. Watching the stars together was a DATE idea. He shouldn’t do it with Melody when he was dating someone. He just imagined how fucking jealous he, himself would be if Grimmjow went and watched the moon with someone else.

      But, jeez. What kind of stupid bullshit was that? There was NO WAY Melody intended for this to be a romantic thing. That much was obvious. A girl like that would never even look twice at man like Nnoitra. Not with those intentions. So why the fuck shouldn’t he enjoy the stars for a bit? Just because it was a common thing to do on dates? Why the hell couldn’t friends watch the stars together? Nnoitra sat down on the blanket, with a certain determination. 

     Maybe, just to be on the safe side, he should actually TELL Melody about Grimmjow? Or, at least tell her that he had met someone? It would be pretty weird though, right? How the fuck was he supposed to start that sort of conversation with her? Nnoitra took another breath, and looked up at the moon. His messy thoughts became a bit clearer just from that.  

     ❝ Yeah. ❞ He agreed, not really sure what exactly she had said. Something about the moon being lovely. To him, it was peaceful. It was safety. It was a promise that there would always be light in the darkness. Many times in his life, he had truly NEEDED that.  ❝ It’s been a while since I watched it. I used ‘ta watch it like, every night. But that was — ❞ A pause, while he tried to find the right words to turn the subject in the direction he needed it to go. So that he could tell her that he was seeing someone so that she ( even though there was no way ) wouldn’t get any ideas.  ❝ When I didn’t have a nice home, ya know? I’m much happier now. ❞ That was the best he could do, and honestly… That was a pretty shitty attempt at an explanation. Nnoitra knew why this was so difficult for him. It was because he hadn’t told anyone about Grimmjow. Shit. He sure was glad that he was watching the moon, otherwise he probably would’ve been a lot more stressed out. 

[quantum-shatter-a-blog]

Z A U N

Is there even any intensive Zaun lore? Doesn't matter because I'm gonna bitch about it right now. Comment with ideas, but this is the stuff I've collected and how I imagine it ! I love this city sm. Hit me up with discussion brooo. Cut for length.

Basically I imagine Zaun looking... Well, it never looks appealing, to put it bluntly. However, the upper layers definitely are more pleasing to the eye than the lower. I imagine that anyone rich or successful in Zaun will carry property in the uppermost level: around the marketplace, what little tourism areas the city has (most likely run by middle-class residents), and crafted from more glass than the rest (a sign of status, as we know).

I'd also imagine the government to be held at this level. But really, the government is most likely very shattered- after all, experiments run rampid, toxins are dumped at will- are they even doing anything for their city? Probably not. The president or whoever is probably just like. The most popular guy that term. He probably gets a reclining chair, a tower view of Piltover, and sits on his ass all day. That's that.

The upper level is also where the main elevators to the surface would be located. I guess. I mean. Logically. Also; the technological college.

I imagine that the second level would be the Entresol level (you've heard of this is you read the pre-game tidbits and tips that riot never fucking updates). This is the business level of Zaun, where any aesthetic and/or high class settlements begin to decline rather quickly. This is a sketchy area, because being real- business in Zaun is mostly inventions, illegal experiments, and killing people for money. Shit like that. So while the business district is, for some, just that- strictly business- it's definitely not somewhere you want to be after sundown. Go home or get kidnapped. Especially if you're an orphaned child. Let's be real. Ur probably gonna die if ur alone, too.

Entresol is also probably where most inventors lie, if not too corrupted- and thus the damaged areas and toxic accidents also begin. While not as dangerous as the lowest levels, there's probably some blown up buildings, spills, and inhabitable areas. There's probably like one caution cone on top of the area. If you fall in, it's ur own fault and your organs will probably be harvested within the hour.

Below this layer, there's probably at least one or two more. The next would most likely be where a majority of poorer residents live- cough, Ekko. Coated in smog, surrounded by factories- the place is good for not much besides slums and ridiculously low wages. There's toxic spills that would kill you if you went near them. There's loose experiments that will pounce on you from the shadows if you make one wrong move. And, best of all: there's probably, maybe like 5 hours of sunlight a day. Being real, Zaun is in a canyon. The sun would have to be very directly over top of it for it to reach most of the upper layers, nevermind the lowest ones. And the smoke just... blocks most of it out, anyways. So that's a nice touch. It's like living in Iceland, or something, minus the ice, plus a lot of... death.

Anything lower than that is incredibly sparsely inhabited, and probably just a lot of psychos and hidden experiments are down there. I think I remember there being a huge polluted river at the bottom or something? Anyways. If you go down there and you're not well prepared, you'll probably die. (Also, if Zaun has any sort of justice system, the jail is probably down there).

So!!!! I just made Zaun sound like complete shit omfg, but I'll make a post on culture and nice things later. This is my interpretation and I'm working out some stuff !!! Hmm.. tell me what ya think boysss, I love talking about my favourite place in Runeterra.

[castrateurfate]

plus, the whole thing about nfts is that it's not just billionaires and celebrities that do it. any average joe can start an opensea account and get a cryptowallet. making nfts are easier than ever now. which is fucking terrible, because of the fucking carbon emissions that come from it.

nfts and cryptocurrencies are the easiest way to help polution directly by your actions. like minting and selling nfts directly causes carbon emissions. it's not like you're buying a plastic toy or eating a steak will cause carbo emissions, those carbon emissions were already created. and it's not like a car or a plane where a lot of people are forced into taking these options as we live in a society that runs on fossile fuel.

no, nfts and cryptocurrency are completely and utterly volunterry in the west.

so nfts and cryptocurrency are completely different to most other shit that cause pollution in our society. they're like the reverse team trees, to put it into reddit words.

you can just not do nfts. it's not hard. that's why we're mad at cryptobros. they just, ya know. can easily stop.

we were talking about nfts and my dad said, "why do you put so much energy into hating nfts, though? there are already corporations screwing us over all the time and you still buy from them. it's hypocritical to cherry-pick what you support and don't support."

look. look. i'm not here to fall for that goddamn activist guilt rhetoric. with capitalism and monopolies all around me, it is impossible to completely avoid the bad companies. do you know how many companies mars owns? do you know how many companies disney owns? if i want to enjoy myself, then suddenly there's a giant list of so many names to avoid because supposedly my being an activist means i must constantly be on the clock.

this and it is not my responsibility to activise against every bad company. it's exhausting, frankly, to double check every single purchase i make and every single piece of media i consume and to police everything i do in the name of activism. i do not become a Bad Person by eating hershey's chocolate. i am not a Fake Activist because i enjoy some disney movies.

i will say this: i do what i can. i get my candy from local stores, i pirate my movies when i have the resources. but these are not things that i can constantly do and my individual choices don't even make that much of an impact, large scale.

that being said, fuck capitalism and fuck activist guilt.