#reblogging these here for the sake of archiving them

[sometimesrendog]

Thought I'd inform y'all that the links for the mods(?) in the pinned post aren't currently linked to anything! Wanted to know if y'all have your own blogs for your art cause I love y'all's artstyles!

Thank you so much for letting us know, they should be working now ^_^ Those are the links to each mod's tag!

As for our own blogs ... Guess you have to find us yourself...if you can..... >=]

[angelic-archival]

Welcome!

This is a blog dedicated to archiving rq flags and identities. The archivist is not part of the community, but they are a firm believer that archival and preservation should be free of personal biases. Media preservation shouldn't be gatekept behind discourse stances.

Disclaimer that I may not archive terms with extremely sensitive subject matter, purely for the sake of keeping this blog up for those who need it. I wish I could archive everything, but unfortunately I can't guarantee this blog won't be taken down if I do. Still, I aim to archive as many terms as I can. So if you're a coiner or find a reblog of a termed blog's terms, please feel free to tag me!

You can call me Cupid, Angel, or Puppy! They/them or che/cher pronouns. If you're curious, I consider myself rq critical, but I believe in respect and kindness above all else. Regardless of my or anyone else's stances, harassment is unacceptable and won't be tolerated here.

Thank you for reading, and please enjoy the archive!

[harbours-lighthouse]

the archives ᯓ୭

|| IMPORTANT INFORMATION .ᐟ.ᐟ

i do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other site. i do not give permission for my work to be fed into ai. please respect these boundaries. thank you.

if any of my links are broken, just shoot me a message. spam liking is completely okay for me. try to tag my work appropriately if you reblog. don’t feel like you’re pressured to say something, the only expectation here is to be kind and respectful. most importantly, have fun & enjoy.

| requests are open; i would love to write specific things for you. | all of my work involves a female reader, and are sfw.

| header: “Louisa Pussy-Cat Sleeps Late by Beatrix Potter

Section A: Star Wars ˎˊ˗

[ Obi-Wan Kenobi ]

i. kitchens are for our youths ╰┈➤ obi-wan catches you dancing.

ii. love grew in battlefields ╰┈➤ in love, war can be found, and you never imagined your first kiss with obi-wan kenobi to be this unromantic.

iii. who he is... ╰┈➤ a list of things that remind me of obi-wan kenobi.

iv. crawling back to you ╰┈➤ coming soon....

|| IMPORTANT NOTE FOR DC WORKS (specifically for jason todd works) — for context, i take different details from different mediums of the DC universe. i use aspects from the animated movies, the christopher nolan films, and the arkham video games. don't regard my stories as 100% canon compliant. 

Section B-1: DC Universe ˎˊ˗

[ Jason Todd ]

Beneath the Soil Main Series:

pt. i. asphalt in my lungs ╰┈➤ choking on grief, you've managed to get by in a life without jason todd, but a change in routine forces you to visit an old face, and you're back to square one.

pt. ii. have you found me? ╰┈➤ coming soon....

Beneath the Soil Stand-Alones:

coming soon....

Jason Todd ; Stand-Alones

i. let me fix your window? ╰┈➤ on grey days, you and jason find a calmness on the living room floor.

ii. ink-dipped afternoons ╰┈➤ you and jason find warmth on the living room couch, and a worn book keeps the two of you company.

iii. slow it down - the lumineers ╰┈➤ some days are really heavy, and you wake up with a certain kind of exhaustion. jason is there to help you carry yourself back to bed.

iv. you give jason todd a scare ╰┈➤ try not to be late, for jason's sake

v. he won't let me break apart ╰┈➤ your period cramps can be brutal and unforgiving - usually, you deal with them alone, but jason's not having any of that when he comes home.

Jason Todd ; Drabbles

i. jason todd loves loudly ╰┈➤ ramble about the way jason loves you.

ii. jason todd quotes 'literature' ╰┈➤ you and jason have an...amusing discussion.

iii. jason todd with a gf who doesn't answer texts ╰┈➤ jason todd with a gf who doesn't answer texts well...

iv. jason todd isn't a musical person ╰┈➤ jason isn't a very musical person, but he still surprises you sometimes.

v. untitled piece

Section B-2: DC Universe ˎˊ˗

[ Dick Grayson ]

Dick Grayson ; Stand-Alones:

i. honey-coated bubble ╰┈➤ you and dick soak in the sunlight on a summer morning.

who i write for ᯓ୭ jason todd (dc) dick grayson (dc) obi-wan kenobi (star wars) din djarin (star wars) remus lupin (wizarding world) newt scamander (wizarding world)steve rogers (marvel)

[azukiel]

Nightfall Heir

Chapter 4

🔞 MDNI 🔞 NSFW

Warnings (as a whole): Explicit sexual content, Graphic descriptions of violence, PTSD, Angst, Blood kink, Pregnancy and Childbirth

Notes on this chapter: Fluff with Gale, banter about sex, relationships and periods. Also, I'm kind of on a roll with writing this story, I've already written chapters 5 & 6. I will try pacing out the posting of them 😅

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11

⭐Here is the story on Archive of Our Own ⭐

🔥Comments and reblogs are much appreciated! 🔥

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Walking the streets of Baldur’s Gate with Gale by your side was not the strangest sight. In fact, the people of the city were more accustomed to seeing him walking with you and the other members of your group than without.

“You’re looking radiant, my dear,” Gale began, his tone laced with curiosity. “Did you and Astarion have a good evening?”

“You could say that,” you replied, attempting to suppress a blushing smile.

“You know,” he began, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. “When I first saw the two of you together, I was somewhat shocked, to be honest. You didn’t seem the type to go for someone as, well, uninhibited as Astarion. But you complement him well.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Indeed.” he nodded, a knowing smirk spreading across his face. “And I must say, you’ve had a very positive influence on him. He’s mellowed out. Not as bloodthirsty. He’s become, dare I say, domesticated.”

“Domesticated?” You laughed, raising an eyebrow. But not as bloodthirsty? Well, you thought to yourself, you were still allowing him to feed on you.

“Yes,” he chuckled. “A star-crossed vampire and his drow companion. Who would have ever imagined?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you began, a sly grin spreading across your face. “Lae’zel and Halsin seemed to have their suspicions back in the day. And it doesn’t surprise me in the least that Lae’zel and Astarion still get into their bouts of verbal sparring. You’d think they’d get tired of it, eventually,” you shake your head, chuckling. But suddenly a dull pain cramped your abdomen. Flinching, you let out a small groan, rubbing the area where the pain was throbbing the strongest.

“For fuck’s sake, now of all times?” You grumble to yourself.

“What’s the matter, my dear? Are you in pain?” Gale was quick to notice, as was his usual.

“It’s nothing,” you lied. “Just a bit of a cramp.”

“Are you sure?” His concern was apparent.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine,” you brushed him off, trying to alleviate his worries. “Probably my monthly visitor is going to grace me soon. Perfect timing, as always.” You rolled your eyes with sarcasm.

“Ah, well, I’m afraid I can’t offer much assistance with that. Unless, of course, you require a some feminine hygiene products?”

You couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Gale, really?”

He held his hands up defensively. “I like to see myself as an honourable man,” he declared. “And so I endeavour to look out for the women in my life.”

You chuckled, “I’m not sure how honourable a man who walks in on his friend pleasuring herself in the bath can be, but I appreciate the sentiment.”

He shrugged. “You should have had the door locked, then.”

“I should have,” you agreed, and shook your head, still laughing.

“But I think I may actually need some tampons,” you grinned nervously. You could feel a slight wetness at your junction but could not tell if it was remnants of your carnal thoughts from earlier or not.

“Shall we detour to the apothecary?” Gale offered, concern for your wellbeing still riddled on his face.

“Do you mind?”

“Absolutely not, my dear! We can’t have you bleeding through your clothes, can we?”

You flushed, embarrassed. “No, definitely not.” Thank the gods you were wearing a long, dark skirt.

“So,” Gale started after a moment of slightly awkward silence. “With Astarion being a vampire and all...” He trailed off for a moment.

You knew where this was going to lead, but did not stop him.

“What, Gale?” You asked, side-eyeing him.

“Well, does he drink your... You know...” He made a crude gesture.

“Gods, Gale, really? I thought we were mature adults?”

He flushed, embarrassed by his sudden crass inquiry. “Forgive me, I forget myself sometimes. I truly overstepped. Especially having walked in on you before.”

You snickered and patted him on the shoulder to reassure him. “It’s alright. I’m just joking. I think the lot of us have grown close enough with each other that talking about such things is now considered normal.”

Gale chuckled nervously at your words. “True.”

“And to answer your question,” you continued, “No, he doesn’t. The thought hasn’t crossed our minds. Well, if it has crossed his, he hasn’t said anything,” you shrug. “But that does not mean we don’t have sex on my period. I find myself... particularly ravenous just before and during it. He, too. Perhaps because he can smell all the blood, being what he is and all that. And he... does bite me sometimes when we are making love.”

“Oh?” Gale was intrigued by the notion.

“Yes,” you confirmed.

“Dare I ask where?”

“You’re a curious one today, aren’t you?” You teased.

Gale flushed. “Sorry... I just find it... intriguing,” he admits. “Obviously, I’ve never slept with one of the undead.”

“No, but with a goddess?” You elbow him playfully.

“And look how that turned out.” He rolled his eyes sarcastically. “So, are you going to indulge me? Or should I stop prying?”

You shook your head, laughing. “He sometimes bites my inner thighs, my breasts, neck, wrists... the usual places.”

“Usual?” His eyes widened. “I won’t even begin to imagine what the unusual places are!”

You laugh and slap his back affectionately. “We really need to get you laid, Gale. You’re getting far too curious for your own good.”

He shrugged innocently, blushing again. “Well, since losing to Astarion, I haven’t had any luck with women,” he poked you in the ribs.

You were surprised by this notion. “I thought you and Shadowheart had a thing going?”

He sighed, almost dolefully. “We sort of do, but it’s just that she’s so busy taking care of her parents now that they have reconnected. I would hate to come between them.”

“I understand your sentiments, my dear Gale, but I am sure the poor thing could use some ‘distractions’ as well. Her parents seemed to like you when we all met them. And besides, I am sure she would appreciate any assistance you could offer her with their care.”

“Yes, they are lovely people, and I am thankful to have been given the opportunity to meet them,” he nodded, and his expression softened.

“They’re proud of her,” you stated, “And they are grateful to us for giving her a chance. If not for her joining our little posse, I doubt she would have been able to break away from the clutches of Shar.”

“No, I don’t think she would have,” Gale agreed.

“But enough about me, let’s get back to talking about you and Astarion,” he smirked, and you chuckled at his persistence.

“I don’t know what else to tell you, Gale,” you began. “Our relationship is pretty typical, for the most part. We make love, we bicker, we argue. We fuck again.”

Gale almost choked at your colourful use of words.

“How blunt!”

“It’s called being honest,” you countered.

“Still,” he sighed, “you and Astarion have something special.”

“I would certainly hope so,” you smiled, blushing, looking back down at your ring. Gale noticed your affectionate gaze upon it.

“And with those, it is like you’re a married couple!”

Though he was only jesting, his quip caught you off guard, causing you to chuckle nervously.

“Yeah... well...” It was not like marriage had never crossed your mind, at least. But Astarion’s? Neither of you had ever breached the topic.

“Don’t worry, my dear, I’ll say no more,” he grinned.

“Good,” you smiled in kind.

“Ah, here we are!”

Looking up, you saw the apothecary just ahead. You sighed with relief. The wet feeling was indeed becoming... more apparent.

“Thank you, Gale, for being so understanding,” you smiled appreciatively, patting his arm.

“You are most welcome, Tavrin. Now, please, allow me,” and with a gentlemanly flourish, he opened the door but was courteous enough to wait for you outside.

“Such a gentleman!” You cooed as you stepped into the establishment.

“Only for you, my dear,” he smiled, and shut the door behind you.

The inside of the apothecary was filled with an abundance of herbs and spices and various medicinal potions and ointments. The scent was not unpleasant, however. It was rather heady and soothing. Once you paid for your feminine items and some herbal teas to help with your cramps, you went back out to where Gale was waiting patiently for you.

“All well?” He asked you with a smile.

“Yes, but I think I might need a new pair of panties,” you flushed.

“Come to think of it, I am fairly sure our old pal Lorroakan had some trunks of old clothes lying about. I am sure I spied some women’s garments when I was trifling through the stuff he left for us to plunder.”

You chuckled. “Thanks, Gale. I want to be freshened up before I meet Astarion at noon. So, we better hurry up with our cataloguing.”

“We’ll make good time. I promise!”

With a grin and a playful nudge, the two of you began your walk towards the Sundries.

[which-item-poll-archive]

Submissions are open for new polls

Since it was a majority yes vote on my survey about whether or not people want to see more polls from this blog, I'm opening up submissions! Please note that my tagging system will probably differ from the original posts, but I will still include the website in the tags.

If you'd like to see a new "which item would you prefer" polls on this blog, please feel free to submit posts now.

How to submit

If you submit me two links, I'll make a poll for those items. I have a google form here for submitting links (since the ask box doesn't let you link to websites)

If you submit a week long completed poll on mobile - as in one that has pictures of the items, I will post it as is. (Barring some limitations. If I feel I can't post what you submitted I'll reach out to you.) Please include either the name of the website or links to one or both of the items for tagging purposes.

If you can't or don't want to do either of those, you can send an ask with the names of two items and the website that you found them on. (However there is a risk that I might not be able to find the items if you choose this way to submit)

If you are submitting your own etsy page or own work as an independent artist, I will happily create a poll if you request me to pick two items from your store. To do this you can send me an ask with the name of your store, or you can link it in the google form. You can also pick two items yourself and submit those as usual if you want.

In the spirit of the original blog, if you are sending someone else's etsy or similar items please do not pit two different artists against each other. If anyone for any reason submits two different independent artists for the one poll, I will have to instead run them as separate polls and pick a second item myself for each artist

Like on the original blog, Etsy pages and other independent art pages will be linked to, but product pages for bigger sites will not be linked. The tags will have the site listed

There are some finer details to point out:

There will be tags for the new polls to differentiate them from the old polls. Both for the sake of making it clear what's new and what's not, and also so that people who don't want new polls can ignore them lol.

I know some people wanted it, but I am going to continue to uphold the lack of a "neither" option. Especially considering some items are likely to be somebody's etsy art and that would be disheartening for them to see.

At this time I cannot accept requests based on general themes. For example, if you send me an ask requesting a poll between two dresses, but you do not link the specific dresses, I unfortunately don't have the brain space to turn that into a poll at the moment.

I will not be posting any of these polls until all of the archived posts are out of the queue, so that it's clear which posts are new and which posts are from the original blog.

I will most likely queue submissions and polls to be once a day.

I still have to decide if I have time to create polls that aren't based on submissions, and will update later. I have some ideas but not enough to build a proper queue with my own ideas. For now, the only polls that get made and posted will be based on submissions.

My time zone is in Australia, so that would likely lead to posts going up at weird times for most people. To mitigate this, I'll either reblog the posts after they go up at a particular time in the EST time zone, or I'll change the time zone for the sake of the queue. Probably to EST because that's what the original blog was in.

[7grandmel]

SiIvaGunner Blog MOJO!

The Ripper's Guide To That SiIvaGunner Tumblr Blog!

Hello there! You, yes you, reading this! Are you a high quality ripper contributing to the SiIvaGunner YouTube channel? Perhaps you've stumbled onto this blog before, through a link sent on Discord or through hearsay someplace else? Or, hell, this might be your first time on here, in which case: Welcome!

This is the uncreatively-titled That SiIvaGunner Tumblr Blog, where I've written over 350 posts analyzing, retelling the history behind and ultimately celebrating a selection of high quality rips found on SiIvaGunner. My rationale in posting has been to cast as wide of a net as possible in the kinds of rips I feature, and chances are, dear ripper, that a rip YOU've contributed to has already been covered on here, or is well on the way to be! But, that begs the question: How do you find the posts you're looking for?

With this post, I want to give some pointers of navigation for the people following this blog who aren't Tumblr users, or simply people who haven't kept tabs on this blog all too actively. This includes a quick overview of how my tagging system works, how it can help you find what you're looking for, and how to move around the Tumblr platform's infrastructure in general. So, let's begin!

1. What's up with the tags?

At the bottom of just about every Tumblr post, you'll find these grey footnotes called "tags". They serve a lot of functions: Like hashtags on Twitter, you can use them to help other people find what you've posted by "categorizing it". Compared to Twitter's hashtags, however, Tumblr's tags are far more normalized due to the lack of a character limit and their specifically allocated space at the bottom of posts. The image above is of the tags for this week's post on The Legend of Cage: Staff Roll.

The tags not highlighted in the red square are ones placed there to make the post discoverable to average Tumblr user. With the tag "tloz" ("The Legend of Zelda) in place, for instance, it means that the post will show up alongside other Zelda posts for users following the tag. But there's more uses to tags than just for discoverability, which is where the red-square tags become relevant: These are the tags placed for the sake of categorization!

You can probably imagine that a lot of Tumblr users will be keeping track of fandom tags like "Zelda" or "Majora's Mask" - but who is looking for "Season 6" or "rip visuals"? These are tags applied specifically to help one find posts within this blog. Every one of my written-analysis posts is tagged with the following template:

#todays siivagunner (Every written analysis post)

#season [x] (Filtering by Season)

#siivagunner and #siiva (Discoverability)

#[name(s) of ripper(s)] (Filtering by ripper in order of credits on Wiki)

#rip visuals (Added if a rip has visuals, eg. animation)

#[more rippers] (If the rip has visuals, these are the rippers who worked on those)

#tentative rip name (The rip lacks an album release)

Now you know why all these tags are here and what they all mean - but with the red-square rips in particular, there's ways you can use them to make reading the blog easier!

2. Okay, so how do I use these tags?

Here's a step-by-step guide with visuals to show how to go from a post to other posts like it. First, make sure you're viewing the post on the blog itself and not through a reblog - the easiest way to do this is to click "View original post", or just click the header of the original post itself (around where it says "April 16, 2024). Then, scroll down to the tags we just discussed, and click the one you want to filter by - say, for instance, you just want to see Season 2 rips I've talked about? You'll get taken to a view of the blog that only shows you posts I've tagged as being about Season 2 rips! How cool is that!

Finally, however, is the coolest use of tag categorizing and searching on Tumblr - The Archive.

3. What is the archive, how do I use it?

The archive is the page featured on the main image of this post! A blog's archive is a file explorer-esque view of every post ever made and reblogged onto a Tumblr blog, which also lets you filter posts by a tag (not multiple) used in them. If you know how Tumblr's links are formatted, it's very easy to find - this blog's archive, for instance, can be found at https://7grandmel.tumblr.com/archive, my personal account's archive can be found at https://melblur.tumblr.com/archive - you see the pattern yourself. The archive is very annoying to navigate on mobile and I would recommend doing all of this step on desktop.

Like I covered in the previous points, all of the blog's posts are tagged according to the Season they were released in, the people contributing, whether the rip features visuals, and more. Given the immense scope of SiIvaGunner's contributors, there's no concise list with links I could give you of all the ones that have been featured on here - thus, its up to you to edit the archive's URL link to make it show what you want to see. In the above image, for instance, we've added "/tagged" followed by "/dante" - which, then, displays all of the posts I've made that were tagged as being made by ripper dante. Click on one of the posts displayed, and you'll be sent to exactly that post!

There are some additional caveats to keep in mind here. Rippers like dante, toonlink and more go under multiple names online, and in those cases I've tried to always tag all of their aliases: all posts tagged with "dante" are of course also tagged with "soundcirclet". (This rule of thumb is excluding deadnames, of course). Additionally, April Fools 2024 saw me do a very stupid event wherein I covered every single Raft Ride rip uploaded on the channel - to keep the archive clean, I decided to forego my typical tagging system for these posts and give them their own dedicated sorting. You can find all of these posts under the tag #raftmageddon, and you can filter by rippers by writing a ripper's name in the URL with the prefix "raft :" For instance, a Raft Ride rip made by SonicHeroesFan1 would be tagged as #raft : SonicHeroesFan1.

Note also that Tumblr's URLs are magic and support spaces - if a ripper's name has a space in it, like Retro Gaming, the space also goes in the URL.

4. Now I know how to find things! But how do I submit rip suggestions for you to cover?

The easiest method if you're an active Tumblr user, is to use the Ask Box, which is accessed under a big blue "REQUEST A RIP!" button on the blog's main page. If you're not a Tumblr user, don't fret! In the regularly-updated pinned post, you can find links to a lot of the tags and such I've talked about just beforehand, but also to the Google Forms Request Form. There's no formalities needed to request a rip: Just your name (if you wish to be credited with one), the name of the rip or YouTube upload, and (ideally!) a quick description of why you think the rip warrants being written about.

Finally, if you're ever talking to me on Discord in DMs or the SiIvaGunner server itself, feel free to just request things off the cuff! I jot down all the requests sent my way in the same spreadsheet as all other requests. Note that requesting a rip does not guarantee that I will cover it, nor will I send any sort of message accepting or declining your request.

5. Conclusion

Last week, I announced a bit of a shift in the blog's structure, as I have a lot more stuff to juggle than I did back when this all started to where I've had to slow down the rate of postings. (You can read more in the Update post I made last week). Really, this is the first post I've made to branch out of my typical postings of rip analysis, reblogs and blog updates, barring some one-off anecdotes made once or twice. Hopefully you've found it a worthwhile (and helpful!) read - and if you know of any rippers that would be curious to see written analysis and coverage of their work on here, send them this post to get them started with the basic ropes of navigating this weird website.

Tumblr is vast and intimidating, and definitely not a site for everyone. But hopefully with this, even more of you readers will be able to find the posts that you're looking for!

See you on Monday!

[deityoftherain]

when danger greets you with a smile - Smallishwood during Secret Life Session 6

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63173971

Rating: Teen

Relationship: M/M, Gen

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Status: Completed Oneshot

Word Count: 2,759

Summary:

All the Reds started to drop like flies, one after another, leaving Martyn the last Red alive. And, well, Joel'd be damned if he let another person he cared about die on his watch without doing his best to prevent it.

Full fanfic underneath the cut! Please reblog, leave kudos on the AO3 fic slash notes/likes here on Tumblr, comment either place, and etc if you enjoy the story :D

All around Joel was chaos, something he would normally thrive off of.

Not this time, though.

Not when those he loved were being ripped away from him. The first Red had already perished, and– fuck! No time to think, just move! 

The Wither flew around by their heads, tormating them as it flew in the open air.

Holes were blown into the ground with exploding wither skulls.

Players screamed out in a poor attempt to coordinate.

Swords sliced through the air as they failed to damage much of anything.

Arrows swooshed by their heads in an attempt to hit the damn thing.

Players were dodging and weaving and avoiding potholes for their lives.

Joel’s chest tightened with grief. Not everyone was going to make it out of this disaster alive.

He had already lost Lizzie to the void, and he knew that was his own fault. He had been the one to send her after Scott. He should have known better than to risk her life like that, even for his task–

Granted, it was her own foolish idea to use the blummin’ End Dimension. It wasn’t totally his fault. She should have known better.

At least, well… that’s what he told himself in an attempt to self-soothe. Joel wished it was more comforting than it proved to be.

His heart beat furiously in his ears, blood and adrenaline rushing to his limbs so swiftly it made him dizzy. Still, he had to keep moving, keep running! Joel knew better than to stop, for once he stopped, he wasn’t sure he would be able to get back up.

Thunder cracked as lightning struck the ground where a Player once stood, a Player who just lost their final life.

Breath caught in Joel’s throat as he glanced at the communicator built into his wristband, looking for a death message. Which Red had met their demise now?

“Jimmy!” His voice cracked with grief. “Jimmy, no–!”

He had only lasted, what, ten minutes longer than Lizzie? Joel wasn’t sure, but it still felt that new, that fresh… 

A broken wail escaped the confines of his throat.

Oh, for goodness sake, Jimmy! 

How has he died again? Why did he die again, die so soon?

Jimmy had only just broken the canary curse, and for what? To only last a few minutes longer? To be the first to die in The Overworld?

Had he even broken it? Joel couldn’t help but wonder, biting down hard on his tongue. His death is still symbolic of a canary in a coalmine. Shortly after his death, everything goes to shit– 

Everything was already going to shit.

Everything was currently going to shit.

Lightning cracked down from the sky behind him, and Joel spun around mid run to see which Red had left them now.

He didn’t have to wonder for long, for Grian cried out for Mumbo in anguish.

“Mumbo!” Joel echoed a moment after as he blinked tears from his eyes. Not one of his Mounders! First Lizzie, then Jimmy, now Mumbo–  

Anger simmered in his gut as he turned to Grian, the man who was once one of his Bad Boys. Joel tugged Grian sharply toward him by his collar, trembling with a tsunami of emotions. “Grian, you’re killing– Grian, is this your doing?”

Grian didn’t fight him back, knowing he probably deserved it. His eyes were wide and a bit wild, though grief also stricken his features. 

“This is not the plan!” Grian promised frantically before promptly pulling himself from Joel’s grasp and stumbling backward. He turned as he stumbled, leaving Joel in favor of Joel’s soulbound from Double Life. “Etho, this is not the plan!”

What sort of maniacal plan had those two fuckers come up with this time? 

His attention was too scattered to dwell on it any longer.

Joel combed his fingers through his green-streaked brown hair as he assessed the damage to the landscape around him, his other hand gripped tightly on his water bucket. A sword or bow would do nothing for him if he fell into a pothole or got blasted up into the blummin’ sky. He could try to save at least some of his non-regenerating hearts by bucket clutching, not that he was consistent with that.

He winced at the remembrance of his legs breaking on impact, but he forced the memory from his mind. There were more pressing matters at hand.

“Why are all the Reds dying?” Joel muttered to himself, tucking the water bucket back into his inventory and pulling open the list of Players to check their life counts. Who was left–?

His blood ran cold.

Martyn. 

Joel frantically looked around, trying to spot his lover amongst the crowd. His efforts brought up nothing, leaving Joel to plead, “Someone tell Martyn to hide!”

I can’t– no! His thoughts spun in his brain, distraught, panic-stricken, and hard to catch. I can’t lose Martyn too! Someone needs to hide Martyn– protect Martyn– I need to find Martyn! 

The universe had different plans as Scott chased behind Joel, the blummin’ Wither on his ass.

“Joel!” Scott called for him, sounding out of breath and a little annoyed. 

Joel couldn’t blame him, especially as he’s sent most of the session plotting his demise. It was his task to assassinate Scott in any way he could, after all, but Scott was also too blummin’ good at these things that it pissed Joel off sometimes. Fine, most of the time, but like, Scott had already won; he didn’t need to outrank Joel again! Joel felt justified in his one-sided rivalry, thank you very much. 

Scott didn’t understand or perhaps he simply didn’t care that Joel really didn’t want to deal with this right now, for he continued, “Are you thinking about helping me at any point?”

“No, Scott!” Joel snapped back honestly, fighting the Wither being the last thing on his mind. He needed to find Martyn. “Just stop following me, lad, please!” 

Joel hoped Scott would read his intentions– as near-impossible as him being able to interpret something so complex through body language accurately was– and leave him alone. He was trying to protect Martyn, someone Joel knew Scott cared about too. They had teamed together in Limited Life, even if Martyn had stabbed him in the back to win.

Unfortunately though, he and Scott weren’t on that sort of wave length. “Well, it would be nice to have some help.” 

Just go, Scott! Joel was starting to resent Scott even more staying on his heels. Hadn’t he learned by now that they weren’t allies? Friends, maybe, but during these Games, Joel was rooting for his death. Joel was known for being overly competitive, after all, and Scott was too large of a competitor to not loathe even if just a little bit. “I can’t do much to help!”

Scott seemed to finally take the blaring red flags that Joel was not going to aid him, which freed Joel up to search for the Red he was looking for.

He eventually spotted Martyn’s shade of blonde in the distance, sighing in relief as he noticed he was playing it smart and staying by the sidelines. Still though, Joel darted over to him, barely giving his lover any time to process as he took his head and started running. 

Martyn stumbled after him, but didn’t let go, picking up his pace so he could run in stride with Joel. “Where are we goin’?”

“Away from here,” Joel answered, eyes darting around as he looked for a good place to lay low. “Anywhere away from The Wither and Warden. I refuse to let another Red die, not today.” Martyn’s mouth opened to say something, but he promptly shut it, before opening it again. He didn’t seem to find the words until their run turned more into a jog as they slowed, approaching the entrance to BigB’s blummin’ cobblestone backroom tunnel maze thingy.

Joel ushered Martyn inside, not giving him a choice but to go first, before following in right after. He shut the door behind them, took Martyn’s hand once more and dragged him down until they couldn’t hear the chaos that reigned above them any longer.

“This is oddly sweet of you,” Martyn commented, albeit suspicious. “You aren’t planning to kill me yourself, are you?”

“Not so loud!” Joel hissed through his clenched teeth, shoving Martyn against the wall and putting his hand over his mouth.

The both stayed silent, listening for any possible signs of the threats looming closer. Several long moments passed before Joel was pulled from his hypervigilance with a wetness coating of his palm. He wrinkled his nose in disgust as he fumbled away from the wall and off of Martyn, wiping his licked hand against his trouser leg. “Gross, Martyn! Did you really lick me–?”

Before Joel could finish scolding him, Martyn twirled him around, using the fact Joel was already off balance to pin him against the wall instead. Joel gawked at him with wide eyes, the hand licking already forgotten as red eyes peered into his yellow ones. 

He could feel Martyn’s breath on his face, each exhale heating Joel’s cheeks. His gaze dropped to Martyn’s parted lips, the fearful anxiety from before morphing into anxious anticipation. “Blummin’ hell, I– I know I look good, but don’t just stare there gawking at my majesty. If you’re gonna kiss me, do it already, coward.”

“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t,” Martyn teased, leaning closer to brush his lips against Joel’s for only a moment. Instead of committing to it like Joel desperately wanted him to, he diverted the action, peppering kisses up his jawline until he reached his ear. Once there, Martyn nipped the cartilage before breathing out, “Do you think you can stay quiet if I kiss you till you run out of air?”

“I’d like to see you try,” Joel challenged, voice wavering at the thought, not that he’d admit that even if Martyn pointed it out. Not that Martyn needed to, not with that stupidly self-satisfied smirk Joel wanted to kiss off his face. Fuck, he’s hot, and he’s so close, and if he doesn’t kiss me in two seconds, I’ll– 

Joel decided to take matters into his own hands, not wanting to let Martyn keep the high ground just to fuck with him. He had already lost so many, and he wanted– nay, he needed assurance that Martyn wasn’t leaving him just yet. He needed proof that Martyn was actually here with him, needing to know that blood was still pumping through Martyn’s veins instead of being used as a fine wine by Them. 

His hands wandered Martyn’s body, slipping under his shirt to grab onto the love handles just above his hips. He used his grip to tug Martyn toward him until Martyn’s hips were flush with Joel’s. Martyn lost his cool suave as Joel took control, the deep pink that flushed his cheeks worth every antagonizing moment they’ve spent apart. 

Martyn’s pupils were dilated, but he wasn’t sure if it was because of the dimly lit ambience of the caves, or from admiration, or both. He wondered idly if he had a similar expression, though he didn’t dwell on the idea as he discovered he truly didn’t care as their lips collided in a hungry kiss.  

Their give and take was anything but serene, bloodthirsty and passionate as they practically consumed one another. It was evident that Martyn needed to be as close to Joel as Joel needed to be with him. 

Martyn’s tongue slipped through Joel’s parted lips, entering the cavern of his mouth. He traced the outline of Joel’s canines as his hands canvassed Joel’s body, taking his time to explore every part of his lover with agonisingly caring consideration. Joel moaned softly as he arched his back, skin sensitive to Martyn’s contrasting gentle fingers. 

Their chests heaved as their lungs contracted violently as they finally came up for air, seeking the oxygen their suffocating appreciation of one another neglected them. Joel cupped Martyn’s cheek and Martyn raised his hand to join his. He leaned into Joel’s hold, eyelashes fluttering close as Joel brushed his thumb against the very lips he nipped raw, the skin there now a furious red.

He couldn’t help but feel proud of the sign Joel had been there, the passive possessiveness stroking Joel’s inner desires. His temptations and desires and recklessness didn’t usually get to him this intensely as a Yellow, but he had already lost so much… he couldn't lose Martyn too. He couldn’t! He wouldn’t. Not if he had anything to say about it.

At least, not today.

Joel wasn’t sure his heart could handle anything else.

Martyn turned his head to press his bitten raw lips against Joel’s palm– something Joel was sure he mirrored based solely on how they felt– as Martyn’s red irises glinted with hazardous bloodlust. If Joel was smart, he should have taken it as a threat, but he couldn’t. The way Martyn looked at him was utterly addicting. “You know, it isn’t wise to be this close to a Red. Most would say it’s downright dangerous, especially given how long I've been Red this time around.”

“Well,” Joel clicked his tongue, flashing a smirk full of performative confidence in Martyn’s direction, “I’ve always been known to chase danger.”

Which is probably why half of those I care about are all dead right now.  

He averted his gaze, his expression saddening uncontrollably. He didn’t want to think about that right now. He wanted to focus on the man before him. He didn’t want to be sad, to feel that distress, though he knew it was foolish to try.

Joel tightened his grip on Martyn, desperate and longing. Martyn softened from their flirtatious banter, gathering Joel in his arms much more tranquil than the ever consuming hunger from before. He pressed a kiss against Joel’s fled ruffled brown hair as Joel melted into Martyn’s chest, yellow eyes going glassy.

They stayed like that for several moments, left in silence besides their breathings and Joel’s pathetic whimpering echoing off the tunnel walls. He sniffed in sharply, glancing at his wristband communicator before shifting just enough to peer up and meet Martyn’s red gaze. “We should go back up. The Wither is almost dead, and people will be wondering where we are.” “Okay,” Martyn agreed, but he didn’t let go of Joel just yet, and Joel found himself grateful for it. He rested his forehead against Martyn’s shoulder and Martyn rubbed circles on his back. 

Joel’s heart ached, and he hated himself for it– he wasn’t the one who was Red! He wasn’t the one who needed comfort, needed saving… Joel had come here to protect Martyn, to get him to hide, to make sure he lasted another session. 

And well, he supposed he had done just that. He had completed his own personal task, not that the Secret Keeper would give him anything for his efforts.

Joel couldn’t stay like this with Martyn forever, and they both knew it. What they had was stolen time, each moment sacred and fragile, but Joel didn’t mind this bit of thievery. Martyn was worth any possible punishment he would have to endure for their crimes, not that he thought anyone would know.

“I’ll go up first,” Joel broke the silence, voice so quiet yet so loud this deep underground. “I’ll see if I can make anything useful with the end of The Wither’s health. You can come up a bit after me and watch from the outskirts for the end of the fight.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Martyn agreed, matching Joel’s low tone. They stared into each other’s souls for several heartbeats before Joel tore himself away.

“I’ll see you on the other side.” Joel headed toward the exit, refusing to look back at his lover. If he did, he wasn’t sure he could find it in him to leave. He placed his hand on the door, though he hesitated when it came time to open it. Joel turned back toward Martyn only to find him watching as he made his leave. “Stay safe.”

“No promises,” Martyn chirped back with bravo and false pleasantries, punctuating his comment with a two-fingered salute.

Joel snorted at the faux cheer, rolling his eyes as he flipped his lover off. No other words were uttered between them as Joel took the plunge, stepping out on the surface in the middle of a mob fight. Well, this was going to be fun. 

[dystopicjumpsuit]

DJ's Follower Celebration!!!

Hi friends! I recently hit a follower milestone that absolutely blew my mind; I never really expected anyone to be particularly interested in my work, let alone this many of you. I am constantly blown away by your talent, insight, and creativity. I'm so grateful for every single one of you, and I want to celebrate YOU!

With that in mind, I'm going to be opening requests to create Datafiles like the one I made for Cerra for your Star Wars OCs. I've created three different versions: a Grand Army of the Republic Personnel Datafile, a Jedi Archive Member Record Datafile, and an ISB Suspect Datafile. Here are some examples of what they look like:

Transcripts in alt text.

Here's what you need to do to participate:

Submit an Ask with your OC's name and the artwork you'd like me to use. The artwork should have either a plain or a transparent background, and the filesize needs to be smaller than 25MB.

Fill out this form to tell me what information you'd like included in your OC's datafile.

Reblog this post to spread the word so other folks can participate, too.

That's it! Detailed rules are below the cut:

Rules:

Since this is intended to celebrate my followers, this event is only open to folks who follow me. I will be checking.

Each blog can submit a maximum of two requests.

Once I've created the Datafile, I'll answer your Ask with the PNG and the transcript. Feel free to share and repost them elsewhere, but it would be lovely if you could give me credit; I worked hard on these!

Requests will be filled in the order in which they are received; please be patient as it takes time to create the Datafiles.

I will not begin working on a request until I receive BOTH the Tumblr Ask AND the info form response.

By submitting your OC info, you agree to allow me to edit the text if necessary to fit in the template without consulting you ahead of time.

If you use a Picrew or similar to create your OC artwork, please include the link in your ask to credit the creator. By submitting artwork, you affirm that you have a right to share and transform/edit the artwork, and that you are giving me permission to share/edit the artwork as well.

Don't submit inappropriate images, please. I'm a delicate kriffing flower.

Do not submit hateful content.

I reserve the right to ignore a request for any reason.

Tips for success:

Keep it succinct; it's fine to use truncated, abrupt sentences. Sometimes they make it sound more official, and remember, I have limited space in the templates. I'll do my best to accommodate what you submit, but I might need to edit the text to fit (see Rule 6).

Think about whether the organization creating the Datafile would know/care to include the information. Examples of things to include: injuries sustained in battle (particularly if they were severe/debilitating); special/unusual Force abilities; an explanation of why a Jedi padawan switched masters; outstanding warrants. Examples of things that might be less relevant: petty crimes that the ISB wouldn't necessarily investigate (keeping in mind that they're more like the FBI/CIA/NSA than the local PD); minor injuries sustained outside of combat (like a black eye from a barfight at 79's); favorite snack when they were a youngling in the Jedi temple creche (unless they're STILL a youngling in the Jedi temple creche).

Remember that the ISB stands for Imperial Security Bureau, so they wouldn't have a file during the Clone Wars. Similarly, the Jedi Archive and GAR records wouldn't reference the ISB Datafile (though ISB certainly could have access to Jedi and GAR records).

Think about the perspective of the person creating the record; if it's ISB, they might accuse your OC of a serious crime that they didn't commit (or exaggerate a minor crime to look more severe than it actually was) for the sake of propaganda.

Have fun with it! "Arson, Murder, and Jaywalking" is a fantastic trope for a reason!

Thank you all so very much for being such a lovely, welcoming group! I can't wait to celebrate with you!

I used these picrews to create the OC artwork for the examples: GAR; ISB; Jedi Archive.

Ragu list:

@secondaryrealm @sev-on-kamino spicy-clones @wings-and-beskar @523rdrebel @merkitty49 @anxiouspineapple99 @sinfulsalutations @arcsimper5 @starrylothcat @clio3kantarella @cloneloverrrrr @goblininawig @ladytano420 @arctrooper69 @wolffegirlsunite @sunshinesdaydream @mandos-mind-trick @littlemissmanga @stunkbiggu @starqueensthings @clonemedickix @marierg @idontgetanysleep @moonlightwarriorqueen @dudewhynotthis @sleepycreativewriter @tcwmatchmakingau @littlemissbshine @multi-fan-dom-madness @heavenseed76 @wizardofrozz @bobaprint @sweetcream-coldfoam @banksys-rat @skellymom @pickleprickle @trixie2023 @mythical-illustrator @dickarchivist @cw80831 @kimiheartblade @meredithroseg @flyiingsly

[amelias-zelda-calamity-quintet]

I still want to help organize a community name around the, for the sake of simplicity in this post I'm using my term, "Original Legend" niche of the LoZ community (I'm still collecting name suggestions too from my original post on it, please share suggestions wherever), but I have set up a collection on AO3 and a reading list on Wattpad (I know this is less popular in this community, but for the sake of building bridges) with the temp name "Expanding Hyrule" to try and help compile more fics for this niche for people to find.

I've mentioned a few times on this blog, I've only recently migrated to AO3 myself and so I'm still learning how it works. The collection should be open to entry, so if you know of fics that fit the niche/you write fics that fit this niche, please add them! Until there's enough folks who can see a poll for trying to pick a name, at the very least we can maybe put them in one place to get people motivated to participate in a selection. And if you have a work on Wattpad in the niche, please message me here with the link and I'll add it to that list, that one does have to be manual.

Also, this post has external links so it will not be liked in the tags and I'm still a very small side blog, so if you don't mind giving this a reblog to get it in front of more people, I'd appreciate it! Everything is very placeholder at the moment, I promise, I'm just using terms I came up with until we can pick a better one.

[quinnyundertow]

Hello!! Do you have any recommendations for good JJK Isekai fics?? They’re kinda hard to find for me so I figured it’d be best to ask the writer of one of my fav stories 😭 also!! I hold some recs for you - if you haven’t already found them - that are on Quotev! (‘Winner takes all’ by Not So Wys One *it should be updating on the 24 I think - it usually updates every six days!* - and ‘Otherworldly Attraction’ and ‘For Tomorrow’s Sake’, both by starflame and both usually update once a week! *I think FTS should be updating on the 24 as well!*)

I actually came to love the isekai time travel save the day trope via My Hero Academia fics. I was reading the JJK manga and a lot of the fics I read ended depressing so I decided to write my own.

I don’t have any recommendations for JJK but if you like MHA here are the two that made me want to write a fic. I also have a big list of JJK rec fics in my Bio I will reblog but no fix it fics and I need to update it!

[apres-amies-journaling]

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'After much planning and consideration, we will be going public!'

'And by we, I mean me and the friends who brought me where I am today.'

'Welcome to apres-amies-journaling! A group blog of sorts. Our inbox is open to the public to cure any reasonable curiosity, make yourself at home!' - Serena.

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This blog is by no means an official league blog and should not be taken as such. For business related inquiries please contact as us www.kalosleague.gouv, not the inbox here.

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//OOC: KALOS ANNIVERSARY! We officially begin on the beloved October 12th!

This blog is based on my true Calem and Serena runs, which I will link below.

FAIR WARNING- everyone here has different sleep schedules in universe while I am one person so some posts will be queued for immersion sake so please be patient if i don’t reply immediately, just because muse is awake does not mean mun is awake

Interaction information!:

Mail: on!

Anon hate: absolutely!

Multiverse: These guys will not be as open to accepting its existence straight away but I’d never turn a multiverse interaction away. (Break them break them break them BREAK THEM-)

NSFW: crude humor may arise as well as discussions of identity discovery but I do not aim to be explicit.

Shipping related: kalosshipping is on the table but expect a painfully slow slowburn if it ever comes to fruition

Tags:

#[preblog reblog] - posts made before going public

#the-vaniville-kids archive - exactly what it sounds like

#true calem run - posts on my main blog about my calem playthrough

#true serena run - posts on my main about my true serena playthrough

Content warnings:

PTSD, post team flare everything, discussions of mortality, references to parental neglect on the emotional level and parental abuse on an emotional level, and the general mental break that is bound to be born from opening the door to the multiverse online. Character specific warnings can be found under the cut on the intro posts.

And the trainer card templates I made if you want them!

[1yyyyyy1]

Just went through your blog. I think I will end up eternally indebted to you because so much of what you say is exhilarating. I have screenshotted and saved many many of your posts, this is several months worth of reflection for me.

I hope you reblog some of your older posts as a way to 'recycle' them so that new eyes can see them, because they contain mountains of valuable observations. Alternatively, I recommend your followers to dig through your blog's archive if they haven't done so already.

One of your posts hit the core really hard and explained like 98% of female heterosexuality, you posted it eons ago on December 2022, copy pasting it here: "Just because men are worse doesn’t mean that women are decent 💀 Women know what they’re doing just like I did and attraction to men is malicious in women, I thought we had that sorted out, I’m guessing not."

THIS is the type of content I want to see more of, dammit!!! Thank you for your work so very much!!!❤️

Thank you for these kind words :) I'm always happy to know that my posts are helpful, it is my number one goal with my writing. It's kind of symbolic that you're quoting this post in particular because it was the post that set things in motion for me. Female intrasexual competition being absent from feminist discourse was the main reason I decided to speak up back then, and, after receiving unexpectedly positive feedback on some of my posts, I became motivated enough to come forward with my other ideas and continued putting them out there.

Despite the general unwillingness to discuss women's wrongdoings for the sake of focusing on men's, female competitiveness has real-world consequences and keeping women in the dark on what it is could actively endanger them. I don't believe this behavior to be a result of indoctrination either because women perpetuate it specifically out of the sense of fulfillment heterosexual relationships bring them, and in that sense there is a biological component involved since I don't expect this type of hostility to be present in a homosexual woman. Besides, I talk about my experience with intrasexual competition quite often and I know that reflecting on it internally could have a positive impact on a woman since it did have a positive impact on me. I imagine it to be a topic that evokes a lot of shame in women, especially in the context of feminism where everyone is seemingly concerned about other women's well-being and I don't want to further isolate anyone who is struggling with it the way I have by sweeping it under the rug. You cannot resolve an issue without acknowledging what the issue is first and I stand by that.

I actually tend not to reblog my posts to focus on my WIPs and avoid information overload, but it's a good suggestion and it's nice to know that there are people who think that my posts are worthy of being recycled! Thank you for messaging me!

[dino-burger]

Considering it now goes to the “there’s nothing here” page, im assuming the old khsm blog was the side blog (or at least one) you meant to delete. gotta say im sad all that stuff is lost now, as fucked as everything got it was like a time capsule to better times and im gonna miss occasionally scrolling through for memories sake. that being said, i get why you’d wanna put it to rest and im so sorry to hear you lost your main from this sites shitty UI, it’s so fucked there’s no way to recover deactivated blogs or even just view them for archival purposes. I really hope you can find as much as possible to reblog/repost, it’s tragic to think how much could be lost bc of an easy mistake. I wish you the best ❤️

well... actually they were more or less blank blogs, the ones I was removing - more just ideas for things I didn't think I'd use that were cluttering up space. I sort of agree with the concept of like, archiving stuff whenever possible - for the exact reason that I don't know what it might mean to someone, even sometimes that I just like seeing my old work somewhere.

but thank you though. I guess... ah, I don't know, I don't want to think that the big numbers on the things I make are what makes them worthwhile, so it's... idk, I have mixed feelings about having to spend extensive amounts of time hunting for things just so I can reflect on those big numbers or some superficiality. But it is also still just generally a shame that someone interested in what I do might just think I'm not here anymore.

[astorythatwritesitself]

Re-intro time? Re-intro time

About Me & This Blog:

• Paine. Queer, 30, any pronouns. I follow back from dr-paine; and you'll never guess what my AO3 username is.

• Writing for 20+ years in some capacity

• Genre of choice is Fantasy. (High, low, slice of life or ungodly horror, mixed with sci-fi or the most classic Medieval sword and sorcery bullshit, I just need a touch, even if only implied, of magic.) I don't delve much into NSFW but it may come up; in any case: please only follow if you're 18+, and treat this blog with the mindset of 'creator chose not to use archive warnings'.

• I crave interaction, especially via tag/ask games - seriously. I reblog a lot of them. Do Not Hesitate. (And I always try to send an ask if you reblog any from me!)

• Hobbyist writer - I'm not aiming to be published, but I do want to improve my skills and eventually like... 'win a NaNo' in the sense of writing a complete, longform story one of these days. But also having fun is a priority, and ADHD + work is a cruel mistress, so I'll jump between WIPs on a whim, or just. Drop shit for months on end lol.

Vague List of Active Projects

While I have a ton of ideas, these are the ones that actually have like... any sort of substance to them, whether it's actual words or just a solid outline + desire to work on it. Each will eventually get a dedicated links/resource post, but for now, here's the basics!

Relentless As The Tide

(Mass Effect fics (roughly) following canon events/characters)

Adrian Shepard has been primed for heroism her entire life. Her first chance ended in a tragedy, one neither she nor the Alliance has ever properly owned up to. Saren's betrayal and the beacon's vision offer her the chance to atone for her failure at Akuze, and she'll do everything in her power to do so - even (and especially) if it kills her in the process.

Or so she believes - but uncovering the truth means looking for allies, and the more she gathers, the harder it becomes to believe that her death should - or can - be the end; and that perhaps heroism is just a means of distraction from confronting her own demons.

Unnamed Pokemon Project

(Loose follow through/retelling of Pokemon: Soul Silver)

Giovanni Rossi, former leader of the Viridian City pokemon gym, has confessed to heading the infamous Rocket organization, whose poaching and illegal trade has devestated the Kanto ecosystem for the past twenty years. However, he claims it was all for a good cause - just prior to founding Rocket, Giovanni had been part of a team trying to create artificial pokemon... and their most viable subject escaped. Rocket existed for the sake of tracking down and eventually overpowering this creature, but now... well, he wishes those in the Kanto and Johto regions the best of luck.

Following a break in at the New Bark Town lab, an assistant to Professor Elm - a reclusive young man named Linden - tracks down the suspect, only to find it's none other than Silver Rossi, Giovanni's own son. The boy claims he wants to take down the creature his father helped create and clear his own name from the scandal... and Linden has reasons of his own that make him want to see how things play out, even if it means he must shadow Silver's journey by embarking on one of his own.

Unnamed OC Project

(Original fantasy work)

In a world of faded magic, Elora Ryba cares little for talk of soon-to-come saviors or the sightings of dragons. No, she has other things on her mind - return to the town she was forced to leave over ten years ago, and steal its most precious treasure. And, ideally, marry her, as Elora promised that night she was forced to flee.

Which is why Elora's spent the past month searching for a priest corrupt enough to join a pirate's crew, but not corrupt (or worse, moral) enough to turn her in, and she thinks she's finally found one.

And the big list of fandoms/shit I like!

[knifedog-machina]

Gateway Operations: How My System Works

Written by Max Biscuit-Machina on March 30, 2024.

I haven't seen many personal essays or in-depth posts by plurals that explain how their individual systems work and what their experiences are like, so I’m taking the alterhuman community mindset of Writing About My Personal Experiences as the host of a gateway system, just to archive my experiences in pen, since my memory isn't at all infallible.

I'm also posting on social media (instead of only a personal website) in hopes of seeing and being seen by other folks, people who have similar or different experiences! I like talking about myself, but not into a void, you know? I like it when people talk back! If you have replies, feel free to write them as a response! (If in a reblog, please put it under a cut if it's longer than a few paragraphs!)

Headmates and Visitors

First off, defining “gateway system.” I'm using the term to mean that the people in my system exist in an alternate universe - their version of a slightly futuristic Detroit, Michigan, in our case - and they walked into my brain as completely separate people from me.

My headmates are the people who I consider my brain roommates, the people who choose to live together with me in our daily life. So far this is a short list, just Jude and Gavin, because they like being here and I like having them around.

I've recently found that other people from their world can chime in from time to time - and they aren’t headmates, in my opinion, so much as visitors. They like talking to my headmates, and sometimes even to me, but they don’t want to live with me and just come and go as they please, usually just popping in when called (if they're free). So far, they’ve all been people who Jude and Gavin personally know, and people I know from their world and feel interested in. My working explanation for who can visit the system is that they’re all people in Detroit who we’re invested in, and if we want to talk to them enough, they can talk to us. Why? Who knows! What matters is that we can have a chat or two over lunch.

As the host, listening to my headmates talking to other people in their world really does remind me of listening in on a phone call - I’m not usually getting visuals from the other person, just their voice internalized in my mind. As far as I can tell, that's also how the whole thing gets filtered in-universe - for example, Gavin mentally called a friend from Detroit a couple nights ago, for the sake of trying to do so without expecting anything, and when she actually answered, it did solidify into a phone call, or at least she was talking into the phone on her end of the line.

The Back (and headspace, or lack thereof)

When I think about my headmates in the back, they’re in their apartment - which has mostly been Gavin’s apartment, historically, but Jude’s moved in. The impression I get in my mind’s eye when I’m visualizing the back is like that of a moving camera, seeing footage from a recording without being in the space myself. It’s very much their actual apartment, though - for instance, Gavin owns three cats, and if I focus on them, I can tell what they’re getting up to. As I’m writing this, I’m checking on the cats, and I get the impression that Lucy is taking a nap on one arm of the couch.

When Jude or Gavin check into the back, they tend to get impressions from their own points of view. For example, when Jude is laying on the couch and looking at Gavin in the kitchen, they’re using their own eyes for that, while if I’m the one watching him, I’m looking from a different viewpoint - it’s like my internal footage of them is being filmed on a security camera or using film shooting techniques, while they're just using their eyes like normal people.

This visualization is always very hazy and unfocused until I actually focus on what's going on, and then it clears up into a solid concept. It's a similar story for figuring out noemata or exomemory recall - from what I can tell, it all runs on a sort of Schrodinger's cat principle, where all the possibilities for what's happening are superimposed on one another until I'm actively thinking about it, and then it settles upon a single configuration and doesn't change again. For example, what the cats are doing. Jack is currently sitting on the windowsill, looking at the birds outside.

I used to think my internal camera was fixed to Gavin’s apartment, but since I've been able to look at other places, I think it's more likely that my headmates and visitors tend to talk to me when they're not busy, which tends to mean they're at home or otherwise unoccupied. A couple visitors were going on a walk in the park while talking to me, which was really quite nice. I've also found my point of view camera spinning over to watch them in their house, and that's quite different from Jude and Gavin’s place.

And because the back is their actual world instead of a mindscape that I made up, I don't actually exist in it. I can't project myself into my headmates’ apartment - I’m the host, so I live in this world, and I reside in my brain and body as thought patterns and self-perception. When I give up control of the front, I don't enter any specific headspace. If I'm co-conscious, I just exist as a disembodied voice, vaguely attached to my self-image and body, until I return to the front again. (It's not as disorienting as it sounds, I promise.)

Fronting and Co-Fronting

When my headmates are fronting, it's not like they blip back and forth between being in my world controlling my body, and being in their world controlling their bodies. They're actually in both places at once? I like to think of it like quantum superpositions, much like the memory and camera focus - if Jude is fronting and wants to hug Gavin back in their own bodies, they can do that! At the same time, they're still up here in my body. They can only fully focus on one or the other, though, so that's something that tends to happen more when I'm in co-front and can take over fronting.

Something that does happen for us, and happens so naturally that we didn't realize that other systems might not be able to do it, is partial possession. It's a new term for me, but it’s well-established in the tulpamancy community - basically, putting it into plural terminology, it's when one headmate takes control of some part of their shared body while co-fronting with someone else.

We do this voluntarily and semi-automatically, for a variety of reasons. When I’m suffering from sensory overload and don't want to eat despite being hungry, someone else might decide to take over eating while I keep using the spoon. If Jude wants to hold hands in co-front, they can take one hand and Gavin can have the other, and they can hold hands like that. If Gavin wants to walk while I listen to a podcast, he gets the legs and I keep the audio processing. It's a good thing for all of us!

Usually, when fronting, I can call someone's name to the back and get a response - this is how I know the difference between tuning in and out of headmate awareness throughout the day, where I can check in and get an immediate response if they're awake, and them walking out of the system for a time. When they leave, I call out and get no response whatsoever.

This gets distressing when someone other than myself gets stuck in the front, which happens when we're overloaded with stress, because that also makes it incredibly difficult or impossible to get responses from me or anyone else in the back, so it feels like the person in front is completely alone in there. For the record, this has always been a stress-induced communication breakdown for us, and we do always regain contact after calming down.

And I've found that our visitors also co-front sometimes, I think because they're used to having bodies and don't like being in the void in the way that we get when we aren't fronting or focusing on the back. (They don't usually care for it, which is part of why they aren't headmates - for example, Connor hates eating.)

I don't have a conclusion for this essay, really - it's a collection of observations, and might change or expand in the future. Who knows! It's nice to have it jotted down in one place, though.

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Tag directory

Not Archive tags:

Not Archive - Posts that aren't from the original blog

Archivist update - An update from me! This is to differentiate it from which-item-poll's original tag 'update'

Archivist responds - If I reblog with a comment or reply to an ask, it's under this tag

Archivist reblog - I've reblogged something not related to the archive. Probably myself.

Survey - Asking for your opinions before doing something new, changing something or updating something

Archivist pinned - My pinned posts! This is to differentiate it from which-item-poll's original tag 'pinned'

Scheduled - A non-archive post that I scheduled to post later.

Image restoration - Sometimes images get broken. This is for posts where I find the original image and re-upload it to the post. (usually as a reblog). There's none that have been published yet but there's some in the queue.

Tag directory - This post! I might break this post up into three smaller posts to make it easier to use (especially as more months get added). In which case, they'll all have this tag!

Archival tags:

Which-item-poll archive - All archived posts have this tag, unless I've made a mistake on one of them. This way you can browse the blog without seeing non-archive posts, but you don't have to pick a category

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Posts by month of when they were originally posted

(More month tags will be added as posts from those months are published)

January 2024

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February 2024

February 2024 (chronological order)

March 2024

March 2024 (chronological order)

Categories

Please keep in mind that I am having to adjust the tags on posts as they exit the queue as I can only see one of the images in the mass post editor. If something is in the wrong tag or should be in a category but isn't please let me know!

The original blog added descriptive tags to items starting in June. However, since a lot of them are quite item-specific, I've decided to tag some broad categories for the sake of browsing.

Clothing and accessories - Where you'll find clothes, bags, jewelry, watches and wearables

Charms and Keychains - Items that are meant to be attached to accessories or your keys. In days of yore they would adorn your phone.

Cosmetics and Bathoom - Bath mats, soap dispensers, nail products, soap and bath products

Stickers and stationary - Stickers, notebooks, pens, memo pads and other related items (Cardboard, paper, staples ect)

Art and prints - Prints, posters, postcards and bookmarks. Digital art and adoptables. If its by an etsy artist and it's not a sticker, charm or keychain then its in here.

Crafts and activities - Anything with a DIY element, whether it's a set of yarn, crocheting needles, or a 3D sculpture that you assemble at home

Home Decor - Furniture, decorative items for homes, plant related items, display knick knacks.

Kitchenwares - Plates, cups, bowls, kitchen tools and appliances. And also drink bottles.

Food and drink - Edibles and drinkables. Snacks, lollies and sodas. It's food and drink, its what it says on the tin (and not water bottles)

Toys and games - Board games, cards, figures, toys and plushies are in here

Plushies - Plushies also have their own category, because sometimes a plushie is a toy and sometimes it is a bag (or socks or some other item)

Sensory and Fidgets - Fidget toys, slimes, fidget wearables and other sensory products.

Electronics and related items - Electronics, computer accessories, accessories for computer accessories such as custom keycaps and anything that needs to be plugged in or have a battery. Phone cases too.

Instruments - Musical instruments. Some of them are also in electronics if they are electric guitars or such.

Smoking and related paraphernalia - Anything to do with weed or smoking. I have no idea how tumblr acts if you tag something with weed, hence the name. Also I think some THC gummies are in here.

Sex toys - A tag from the original blog. None are posted yet but they're coming soon. Please remember to block the tag #tw nsfw if you don't want to see these items!

Misc - Anything that I had trouble categorizing or was too specific for its own categories ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Jokes and Japes - Polls that are meant to be funny or memeish. Includes April Fools and Halloween.

Which-item-polls original recurring tags (such as "not a poll") should eventually have their own category, but its difficult to document them properly when they're not all posted. I'll get to it sometime. 🛌🏼