#sorry patrons 😔

[arthur-lesters-right-arm]

Arthur should have given up the memory of the duck pond with Faroe instead of Oscar at The Order. Daughter is temporary. Repressed Catholic gay bitches are forever

[morkaischosen]

That 1% Painter lead is going to be tough to overcome at this point, but not insurmountable!

Something deeply funny about the fact that I am updating the Raphael poll with bated breath. Will Angel ever be unseated from victory? Is our poll just inherently biased to the Angels crowd or is Tumblr just like this?

More importantly: the fierce war between Painter and Turtle for second place. They keep flip-flopping and tying. Genuinely riveting.

Also shout-out to the two other people who voted "Other - tumblr user ravnervn". <3

[willowingstar]

sorry, English is not my first language 😔

What I'm asking is how Odysseus became a goddess. What happened to make it end like this?

Odysseus became a goddess after his encounter with Poseidon! Instead of Poseidon going right at him he proposed a similar kinda deal with Zeus; one must be taken by Poseidon to the deepest depths of the ocean and its between Odysseus or his crew. Odysseus did not want his crew to suffer so he sacrificed himself to spare his crew. Now it gets a little bit graphic after Poseidon took Odysseus away, Odysseus had tried to seduce the god and had successfully so but Poseidon kept going... and going... and going... to the point that their time together was non-consensual to Odysseus. Poseidon liked Odysseus too much and what he did for him after that so he locked him in a shell, brought him to Zeus and proposed a deal with him that in exchange for Odysseus to be immortal and have the blessing of being a god, he would share Odysseus with him. Zeus, being Zeus, agreed to this and being the womanizer that he is turned Odysseus more feminine "just because" (but he's still a man, mind you! Just more feminine in terms of outside appearance). And to reaallyy secure Poseidon's and Zeus with Odysseus, they essentially wedlocked Odysseus by marrying him. Now, Odysseus at first doesn't have a "proper godly role" during the first five years of being a god, he was just kind of,,, there?? Until Zeus thought that "oh he's beautiful like a pearl... Yeah I'll make him the goddess of the sea's beauty why not" and just kinda poofed he's connected to the beauty of the seas now. And regarding Odysseus being a patron god for the sailors, he had sworn that he will protect the sailors because he once sailed on the sea and he cant bear to have any more other people suffer Poseidon's wrath. So yeah! That's how Ody became a god!

[moyokeansimblr]

Patreon requests for @angelbeam19 🥳🥳 Sorry that it took so long. Also I don't know why two of my models have their eyes closed but they kept doing it so I gave up. Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck, Plazasims Tharsi Outfit, Sixif Jolina Dress (in Elfdor colors), and Sclub Megan.

Obligatory mentions of issues, details and download below cut 'cause I ramble ⬇️

Plazasims Tharsi Outfit is AM only, comes in original 24 colors swatch included. It does not have morphs because they looked weird. I used the LOD 1 so polycount is aproximately 13k. It's sort of on the LBB bodyshape like you asked. It does have smooth hands anyway.

Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck is AM only, comes in original 25 colors swatch included. Also does not have morphs because they also didn't look good. Also somewhat on LBB bodyshape, it's not super obvious. There's a fair bit of clipping and a couple random lumps and bumps that have wrong bones. I start going a bit cross-eyed with things this high poly (it's the LOD 1 and is still approximately 17k) because I can't tell which little tiny dot is which at that point 😅 I tried so hard.

Sifix Jolina Dress is AF only, comes in the 8 Elfdor colors you chose swatch included. Does have morphs! On e-neilan's bodyshape. Is... a little wonky. 😔 Because I used the LOD 1 for the other two clothes I did here as well not realizing I probably didn't actually need to and I didn't notice the holes and gaps until the end. Bones are a little strange... some of the roses warp when the sim moves her arms because of where they are. I was unsuccessful in fixing that. The off-the-shoulder thing in general gave me some trouble but I personally will use this so I hope it's okay. Polycount is approximately 9k.

Sclub 020923 Megan hair is AF and TF, comes in 15 pooklet/io/digi colors swatch included. Binned and elders go gray. Polycount is approximately 22k. This was my first time reducing polycount and I'll be honest I think I reduced it too much. There are a couple blips. But I was just so proud of myself for figuring out how to reduce that I didn't realize. HUGE thanks to @paluding for first pointing out I was missing half the mesh 😅 and then helping with the bones (also doing the teen mesh) ❤️ Anyway I've got 2 alpha hairs under my belt now so that's cool.

🌟 Plazasims Tharsi Outfit, Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck, Sifix Jolina Dress, and Sclub 020923 Megan download on Patreon (FREE)

But please consider becoming a patron if you want to show me support or make requests! ❤️🙏 Any support is extremely appreciated and really helps me out!

And please don't hesitate to point out any problems or anything I missed. I'll do my best!

[noona-plz]

Sorry for the sudden news,

but it was made known to me a while ago that my Patreon exclusive contents were leaked online.

I’m maintaining my Patreon while also having part-time and art freelancing jobs. What I make in a year is below average for other people my age, that’s why I started my Patreon and opened commissions.

Where I live has terrible welfare policy for artists in general, but even so being an artist is like a dream to me. If you have any care for me and my work, please stop leaking my content.

If the leaks were to continue, I’d have no choice but to upload my art only on my Discord channel😔

I haven’t explicitly said not to upload my work on other platform because I believe and hold deep appreciation for all my Patrons.

I want to keep doing what I do here.

I sincerely urge you not to upload my content on other platforms.

Thank you.

[philistiniphagottini]

Heyo!! I was hoping to send a request for your domestic bliss event too with you know who 😔🙏 very hard to pick because I want them all 🥲 but!! Can I request jing yuan with a gn reader for ☕️ cafe date?

Hi Honey! I'm so happy you've dropped by and asked for something. I appreciate the support. And I know what you mean. Jing Yuan fits so many of these prompts so well that you are spoiled for choice. I hope you like what I wrote, it's almost 2k words of pure, self indulgence. Take care xx

cw. fluff, gender neutral reader

Domestic Bliss

"You’re spacing out again."

You snapped back to attention as Jing Yuan brushed a stray strand of your hair out of your eyes, the wisps curling around the tips of his finger as he gently tucked it behind your ear. Your cheeks burned, the tips of your ears turning hot as Jing Yuan retracted his hand and placed it back in his lap. Your eyes flitted away nervously.

"Sorry" you mumbled.

A warm chuckle breezed past Jing Yuan’s lip as he rested his chin in the upturned palm of his hand, a smile playing at the edges of his lips as his eyes shimmered with amusement in the warm, afternoon sun. 

"It’s quite alright."

His words did little to ease the heat simmering in your veins and drenching your body in a hot flush. You could feel beads of sweat prickle the back of your scalp despite the cool air that permeated the humble little cafe that you and Jing Yuan decided to dine in. You each had a drink placed in front of you and a myriad of the finest sweets that had caught Jing Yuan’s eye the moment he had stepped foot in the shop. You had mentioned to him not to spoil you and he politely didn’t listen to your suggestion. 

You idly picked at the skin under your nails, trying to stop the tremble of your knee as your leg continued to bounce under the table. It was getting harder for you to contain your nerves by the second. This wasn’t the first date you had been on with Jing Yuan, but the budding romance that was shared between you had only just started to blossom. You had been friends longer than you had been lovers. The shift in your relationship still made you a little nervous. And being seen out in public with him in such a casual setting did not help calm your frantic nerves. All eyes were on him constantly and since you were frequently by his side, those eyes were now on you too.

The cafe was quiet today, only a few patrons speaking amongst themselves over the soft tunes of classical music that occupied the space in between hushed whispers. You were sure you could hear someone mention his name a few tables over. Though your table was seated behind a wide folding screen, Jing Yuan’s voice was distinct and it was very easy to pick him out in a crowded room. Jing Yuan, on his part, didn’t seem worried. He was as calm as he always had been, lazy eyes half lidded and a smile stretching his lips. He did not care what opinions others held for him and you envied that lackadaisical nature. You wished you could be more like that. Instead, your head continued to spin like a broken record as you continued to worry and fret over such trivial matters. 

You took a deep breath and reached for your coffee, the mug warm in the palm of your hands as your fingers curled around the fine china and you brought the rim to your lips. You gently blew on it, the stemming steam disturbed by your heavy breaths as you glanced in Jing Yuan’s direction over the rim of your cup. You tried your best not to let your nerves get the better of you and decided some small talk would be a nice distraction. 

"So, how’s work?" you asked. 

Jing Yuan opened his mouth to respond but he was cut off by you as you abruptly corrected yourself with a shake of your head. 

"Right, you’re the General. You probably can’t talk about official business" you said. 

Jing Yuan was ready to retort to your comment but didn’t get the chance as you took a swig of your coffee and immediately regretted it. You had briefly forgotten that you had been letting your drink rest because your coffee had been made as hot as the sun itself. You remembered when you singed your tongue on the scalding liquid. You sputtered as you swallowed your mouth full, tears pricking the corners of your eyes from the boiling heat that tickled the back of your throat. You coughed roughly; hand placed over your mouth as you tried to hold onto what little dignity you had left. Jing Yuan didn’t hesitate to reach over the table once more, large hand wrapping around your wrist as he tugged it away from your face. 

"Relax" he said. "Just breathe."

He brushed his thumb along the sensitive pulse on the inside of your wrist, causing goosebumps to erupt along your arms from the soft touch. Your coughing fit subsided as you started to relax, eyes focused on the way Jing Yuan rubbed soothing circles into your soft skin with the calloused tips of his fingers, drawing unfamiliar patterns that you only faintly recognised as the erratic beat of your heart quelled. Nervous butterflies fluttered in the pit of your stomach as you offered him a sheepish smile.

"Thank you" you murmured.

Jing Yuan cocked his head to the side, a small furrow in his brow as his smile dropped off a fraction.

"Is everything alright?" he asked.

Your tongue darted over your cracked lips as you swallowed thickly. You nodded gently, your other hand coming to rest over the hand he held you with. Your fingers struggled to curl around his wrist and you were mildly fascinated with how your fingers didn’t even touch. His skin was pleasantly warm placed against your own searing flesh and it felt like little bolts of electricity were shocking you when he dragged his fingertips over your pulse. 

"I’m okay. Just nervous" you admitted. 

Jing Yuan offered you a warm smile. He was well aware of your nervous habits, even before you had been properly acquainted. He found your modesty completely endearing and he was always patient with you.

"There’s no need to be nervous" he replied. "There’s nothing to worry about."

You hummed in acknowledgement. You knew that. You knew how silly it sounded. And when Jing Yuan touched you like this, he was able to calm that fierce storm inside of you. He had the innate ability to be able to calm you, no matter the situation. Your jittery nerves started to calm the longer Jing Yuan held you, your deep breaths subconsciously syncing up with his own, steady breathing as your tense shoulders slumped. You eyed the spot next to him and you were sorely tempted to request that you sit next to him, just to help control your unruly nerves. You knew it was a selfish question yet your lips parted around his name as you attempted to ask.

"Jing Yuan, can I…"

Your voice trailed off when your brain finally caught up. You shook your head, trying to shake the thought out of your mind as you forced a smile on your face, gaze still looking longingly at the empty spot beside him.

"Never mind."

Jing Yuan gently squeezed your hand as he let go and you silently mourned the loss of warmth, your skin tingling from the lingering heat of his skin. He idly patted the spot beside him on the seat, a smile curling his lips. 

"Come, sit with me and indulge in these sweets."

You blinked owlishly at him as he patted the spot beside him once more. He had noticed your staring and he was not going to stop tapping his fingers against the plush cushion until you got up and occupied the space beside him. You couldn’t contain the smile that lit up your face as you sprang to your feet and trotted over to his side of the table. Jing Yuan scooted over just a smidge before raising his arm and ushering you closer. You missed the dangerous glint smouldering in his golden gaze when you went to sit down, a sly smile playing on his lips as he snagged his arm around your waist and dragged you the rest of the way down. You swallowed the squeak that bubbled up your throat, a sharp gasp of surprise whistling through your teeth as Jing Yuan practically pulled you into his lap. You panicked in that instance. You cared about his public image. But he did not.

"Don’t worry so much" Jing Yuan said with a light chuckle.

Your cheeks puffed up as a small pout tugged at your lips. Despite the small spike of panic, it was quick to quell when you settled in Jing Yuan’s lap, his hand by your side and soothing your frantic mind. If you were really uncomfortable, he left you room to climb out of his lap unhindered. Yet you didn’t, the smell of his pleasant cologne curling in your lungs as you nestled against him, his chest warm against your back. 

"Scoundrel" you commented.

Jing Yuan nodded along as he plucked one of the sweets from the tray, peeling the delicate wrapper from it as he offered up to you. 

"Yes dear. Now, say ‘ah.’"

You opened your mouth and let him push the sweet past the seam of your lips. You hummed softly as you bit into the small treat, the burst of flavours dancing along your tongue as you rolled it around your mouth. Jing Yuan watched you with rapt attention, watching as the tip of your tongue timidly licked your lips and lap away the sweetness still clinging to the plump flesh. 

"How is it?" Jing Yuan asked. 

"Good" you replied with a nod. 

You reached over and picked up the closest sweet to you, mimicking Jing Yuan’s actions as you peeled the wrapper off and brought it up to his lips. Fluffy strands of white tickled your chin as you leaned closer, close enough to notice the bob of his Adam’s apple as your warm breath brushed over his jaw.

"Say ‘ah.’"

Jing Yuan’s lips parted and you deposited the sweet in his mouth. As you pulled your hand away his teeth playfully caught on the tip of your finger, pinching the soft skin before you wrenched your hand further away from his nippy mouth. A chuckle rumbled in his chest as you scowled softly. You pinched his cheek in retaliation, waiting until his skin flushed red under your touch before you let go. You had many choice words rattling around in your brain but you swallowed them, not wanting to draw attention to yourselves. You were just thankful that you were both obscured behind that folding screen otherwise you didn’t think your heart would be able to take it. Jing Yuan’s casual pda never failed to catch you off guard but…you didn’t exactly hate it. 

Jing Yuan hummed softly as a thought struck him, idly reaching for another sweet to offer up to you again. 

"Next time, I shall show you my garden" he mused. "It’s a lot more…private" he added, large hand squeezing your plump stomach.

You nodded in agreement as you took another sweet from him, indulging in the vibrant flavours that melted in your mouth. Your heart was ready to jump up into your throat at the elation that pulsed through your system, ears ringing as your name dripped from his mouth like warm honey and warmed your throat. You swallowed your food, a shy smile playing on your lips as your mind already started to swirl with anticipation.  

"I’d like that."

[rou-luxe]

ikevil teeth series interview (1)

that no one asked for

Q. "What inspired you to make this?" well you see... loml does not have teeth ☹

kidding. the actual reason is because of when I was giving teeth to darius and nica... I forgot if someone asked me to give them all teeth or I thought of it myself but here we are

Q. "WHAT DEMON POSSESSED YOU to make this?" gilbert von obsidian, the patron saint of teeth (he's quite the biter, you see)

Q. "How much sleep have you lost from this?" not more than the usual.

Q. "How did you make these?" stealing from the tooth fairy!

no just my art program sorry to disappoint you 😔 if anyone wants brushes you'll have to beg

Q. "Did you enjoy making this series?" it's TORTURE aGH MY BACK stealing from the tooth fairy is hard work you know 😔

it does leave me quite drained afterwards actually. maybe it's good for my sleep

nah still can't sleep

but did I enjoy it? maybe. it gives me relief that they have teeth now. less uncanny.

you may submit questions to me or the suitors I may or may not answer seriously

JUDE'S IS COMING OUT TOMORROW ONCE I KNOW WHAT TO DO

[cowpokeomens]

@honeytama I’m so glad u asked

VAMPIRE JOLLY AHHHHH MY CLIT EXPLODED-

Sorry sorry okay so 😔 vampire jolly 😔 you saw a listing for a “personal assistant” and like, you’re desperate, okay? It’s paying damn near six figures and you didn’t realize moving to the city meant your rent would be $1600 a MONTH for the most humble one bedroom apartment you’d ever seen in your life. Never mind your aging cat and her exorbitantly priced fresh food and medication- Anyways! You don’t love the idea but you can’t beat the money, and it says they’ll comp you for gas, so fuck it! You can try! You apply and the person who listed says they’d be happy to interview you over dinner, Nice!

Only it’s a swanky restaurant, nicer even than the place you went to for your high school graduation with that one not-quite grandparent who owns multiple boats. And suddenly you feel very underdressed in your discounted Old Navy attire- though you at least had the sense to not wear jeans, so that’s a win? Whatever! You go in, tell the maître d’ that you’re a guest of some J. Karlsson, and then you try to ignore the way his eyes widen in shock! You don’t like that at all! You certainly don’t like the way you’re whisked clear through the restaurant, past the patrons whose eyebrows raise at the sight of your $12 loafers that you totally didn’t score from Amazon, into a dimly lit and empty backroom.

Only, it’s not empty? There’s a lone figure, sitting at a small table, barren save for a glass of wine. The room is illuminated by a few candles on the table, and you’re immediately like “damn I’m about to be made into a lampshade :-/ someone pls feed Snowball her vitamins when I’m gone 🙏” but then the person looks up and!

Oh!

What the fuck!

Because he’s HOT. He’s devastatingly hot, it’s unfair how hot he is, it’s unfair that you’re wearing Spanx that are two sizes too small because they’re from your junior prom, it’s unfair that you’re here in a pair of Old Navy slacks that dig into said Spanx uncomfortably, its unfair that his hair is cascading around him like some kind of sexy chocolate waterfall and your hair just sits there like normal fucking hair, it’s deeply deeply unfair that when he surveys you from behind the rim of his wine glass you want to roll over and bare yourself to him like a bitch in heat! But the world is cruel, so you pull out the chair opposite of him awkwardly, slumping down into it and immediately gnawing on your lip in anxiety.

His eyes are drawn to the movement, so you stop, correcting your posture and trying to look like a real person! He looks away, and you think he might even be 🤨 trying not to laugh 🤨 which would be charming if you weren’t so nervous! You don’t know if you’re supposed to say something or if he is, but he solves the problem by extending a hand and saying “hello, I’m Joakim Karlsson.” And you’re not a wild animal, you shake his hand back and introduce yourself, but then you realize how fucking cold his hands are and you can’t stop yourself from blurting “iron pills help with that!! I used to have freezing fingers and toes, but then I started taking iron and-“ and then you see that he’s looking very amused, so you shut up, because he’s a grown man he probably knows about iron supplements you dipshit-

But then he’s like “I’ll have to give that a try.” And you’re like aha I am already the best personal assistant in the land!! A waiter blessedly comes over and fills your wine glass, and it smells much nicer than the boxed stuff you usually get, so much nicer than you’re beginning to wonder if you can even afford to try it-

“Go ahead. Dinner is on my bill.” And you don’t need to be told twice, grabbing the glass and taking a tentative sip before accepting that, yeah, this is way nicer than Franzia could ever be. Your eyes slide over to his glass, brows furrowing when you realize it looks a lot….. deeper than yours? Almost thicker.

He follows your trail of sight and says “different bottle. A bit… fresher.” And you nod because you don’t know shit about wine, and who are you to judge if he wants to get himself something nice!! You’re sure whatever he spent on this glass for you was probably spare change compared to what his preferences are. Wine got grosser the more expensive it was, right? Or something like that.

You forget what you were thinking of when he leans forward, elbows bent for his face to rest on his hands, eyes locking with yours. “You applied for the personal assistant position.”

And you are so smart, you even remember to nod!

His mouth twitches, like he’s fighting off a grin, as he continues. “Do you have a resume with you?”

You nod again, brilliantly. He gives you a meaningful look, waiting, and you realize he probably actually wants to see the damn thing. So you scramble to pull it out, handing it over unceremoniously, and your hands are totally not absolutely shaking! Not at all why would you say that-

“Any previous experience in this line of work?” His eyes are on the paper- the pink paper, you groan internally, because you somehow thought that adding a “personal flair” would compensate for lack of actual expertise when you printed it off at 3AM last night.

“Um, I worked in a secretarial position in college, and then I was in an office for a few years-“

“But not specifically in the realm of personal assistantships?” His eyes dart up to you once, quickly, before resuming their perusing.

You really do try not to deflate like a sad birthday balloon. “Well, not specifically, no.”

He nods, closing your poor little resume folder, setting it down on the table. “Can we speak candidly?”

And you’re like he’s literally going to tell me I am the stupidest dumbest person in the world and I should walk directly into oncoming traffic and also I held my wine glass wrong because I’m an idiot but then he says “I’m really prioritizing discretion over experience. To be frank, you’re not qualified for this position-“ and the air literally hisses out of you because you are the saddest birthday balloon in the grocery store right now- “and don’t look so sad, it’s fine. I don’t care that you’ve never fetched coffee for a living. But, I do care about my privacy.” And then he’s leaning in and you can smell him and you didn’t know people could smell sexy!!! But he smells sexy!!! Is this nosefucking?? Is that what’s happening?? It takes you a full second to realize he’s speaking again but you tune in to the best of your ability “… and I’m just not particularly inclined to have someone writing a memoir about working for me after they choose to pursue other passions. You understand, I’m sure.”

And yeah you understand what you heard so you nod again!! And then he’s cocking his head to the side slightly, staring you down with an intensity that makes your cheeks heat up and you pussy clench on thin air as he inhales deeply through his nose before nodding once. “A trial run, then. I’ll have the paperwork sent over tonight. Please take your time to read through it, and let me know if you have any questions or concerns.”

He’s standing up then (was he that tall this whole time?? You didn’t think so??), so you stand up too, reaching for your bag, but he’s waving you off with one hand as he downs his wine with the other. “Stay, finish your wine, order a meal. I have business elsewhere, but as I said- the bill is taken care of.” And he’s walking away, some waiter magically procuring his jacket out of thin air! But then he stops! Turns back to you! Says, “Don’t forget dessert. Thank you for your time, enjoy your evening.” And then he’s gone! Poof! And you’re like????? What?????? Anyways I guess I have to write this now.

[11queensupreme11]

Day 5

Hey Queen! I have no idea if anyone has ever asked this so I’m putting it out there but I’ve always been mad curious but how the yanderes would react to this scene from the House of Hades:

“Percy!” Annabeth called.

She’d retreated to the edge of the cliff, even though the poison wasn’t after her. She sounded terrified. It took Percy a moment to realize she was terrified of him.

“Stop…” she pleaded, her voice hoarse.

He didn’t want to stop. He wanted to choke this goddess. He wanted to watch her drown in her own poison. He wanted to see just how much misery Misery could take.

i saw your day four one but i was answering other asks, sorry 💀💀

anyway, this was answered a loooong time ago but i can't find it nor do i wanna so i'll just try my best to answer it again

poseidon would not give a shit if he saw his daughter torturing another goddess. in his eyes, it was well deserved, the only thing that would really piss him off is the fact that she's IN that situation in the first place. he would prefer if he was the one doing the torturing

hades is a similar case. he's a patronizing, infantilizing dude so while he understands why percy did that, he wishes she didn't have to 😔 "my niece is just too delicate to handle this 🥺 i will do it for her"

loki would be cheering her on 💀

beelzebub would just be like "awww 🥰🥰🥰 what a cute attempt 🥰🥰🥰 i can do better tho 💖" he thinks it's so cute seeing her, it's like 'baby's first torture attempt 🥺' LMAOOO. ofc, like poseidon and hades, he would prefer to do the punishing to protect percy's mind

apollo would be concerned. one thing he knows is that percy is not cruel or the type to torture, so he knows this isn't really her. he would fret over the amount of trauma she went through that pushed her to this point and would be angry that he couldn't step in and save her

anubis is a mix of loki and apollo. at first, he'd be cheering her on until he realizes "wait.... this isn't percy.... 😥" again, percy is NOT cruel. she kills, but only out of necessity, not to torture. she is not a sadistic person, and he can see the goodness in her soul. he would become VERY worried for her mental health after this

[lowkeyrobin]

youre back im so happy

first I hope you're doing well

second, this is oddly specific, but i have this idea for a Tommy oneshot. so yk how he's a pianist right, so imagine he goes to a jazz bar and sees this jazz pianist just playing their heart out, and he's super impressed and then after goes up and asks for their number?

also I get that it's hyperspecific so sorry lmao

-💿

OOOO OMG YES ; and hello 💿! I haven't seen you in a while lol ; thanks for requesting, hope I did this some justice 🙏 it's not great but I just had no motivation cause I've been mostly working on wattpad stuff so 😔 ; I'll prob remake this if I have free time some day where I have enough of an idea to work on it but eh

TOMMYINNIT ; piano man

summary ; after finding you in a jazz bar, Tommy becomes infatuated with you

warnings ; language

word count ; 404

masterlist

Tommy steps into the familiar jazz bar, a warm blanket of air covering his shoulders as he closes the door behind him. He sits down at the bar alone, only a few other patrons in the building. Surprising for a Saturday night, maybe he was just early.

He wasn't here to make friends however, he was here to calm down and relax. The piano in the background soothed his brain, the warm light sending tingles down his spine. He orders a Southside, the fresh mint filling his nose, reminding him of mint ice cream and toothpaste.

He lays his eyes on the figure behind him, playing the piano thats notes audibly floated in the air. You.

You sit at your instrument, reading the sheet music in front of you, your fingers pressing on the keys in a rhythmical manner. Tommy stares at you softly, his hand resting on his hand, perched on the bar.

The bar over the next hour fills with patrons, mostly twenty to thirty year olds looking to relax over some rum. Tommy kept his eyes on you, almost infatuated with you. He speaks to himself in his head, reassuring himself that he wasn't a creep and was just naturally drawn to you.

As you stood up for a break, heading to the bar for a water, Tommy's eyes followed you.

You sit down near him, skipping a seat between you two. You damn near chug down the glass of water you're given, stretching your fingers and cracking your knuckles as you sit in your silence. Tommy decides to speak up, seeing that you were basking in your silence.

"You're really good at playing" He smiles, "Where'd you learn?"

You look to him, a polite smile on your face. "Oh, thank you! I actually taught myself. You play?"

He nods. "Took lessons then taught myself the rest" he chuckles.

A little compliment turned into a fifteen minute conversation before you had to get back to work. Once the night was over and the bar was closing, he stayed behind outside, offering to walk you home, considering it was the dead of night and not the safest.

You take him up on it, appreciating the gesture as you'd trusted him.

As you walk up to your doorstep, you turn back to him, watching to make sure you actually made it inside.

"See you tomorrow night?" You ask

He smiles. "See you then"

[matan4il]

Hi!

Ah, how do you argue with a rabid antisemite who won't even consider for a second that they're wrong? 🙃

Someone I followed posted something about Israel being a "settle colonialist project", so I tried to give them the benefit of the doubt that maybe they're just ignorant and don't know the history of the land and/or Judaism. I sent them a message basically saying that considering Israel a settler colony is super problematic and antisemitic as it entirely erased the deep link between Jewish people and their ancestral homeland.

Well this person then went OFF the rails, spouting some of the most awful rhetoric I've ever read. You know, like 95% of Israelis are just white Americans playing dress up as middle easterners and have no historic claim to the land, Jews aren't the only Semites so she couldn't possibly be antisemitic (🙄🙄), Jews and Israel are the new Nazis and white supremacists, evil murderous baby killers etc.

She insisted that she was incredibly educated on the subject (!!!) and that I was the ignorant one, and I just don't understand how we're supposed to handle people like this, who are so full of hate that they can't be reasoned with. I guarantee that if any other minority told them that they were doing something offensive or racist they'd stop immediately and be incredibly apologetic. What makes us Jewish people so different?

😔

I just really needed to vent and for someone to confirm that I'm not the crazy one.

Thank you! 💞

Hi, lovely!

Let me start by assuring you that you are absolutely NOT crazy. And I am so sorry that you, and so many of us, have had to go through this experience, of encountering someone being that awful. I'm sending you lots of hugs, I know it's not much of a comfort, but you are not crazy, and you are NOT alone.

"She insisted that she was incredibly educated"

I've seen that happening so much. I wish they'd realize this is so false and condescending. No, reading lots of anti-Israel propaganda does NOT make them educated on this. No, using the propaganda to de-legitimize and silence the people most affected by the conflict, way more than these people are, is not okay, it is NOT the sign of an educated person (those truly educated can carry a debate about it, they don't need to silence others. In fact, many times they want to have a debate, because they're secure enough in their knowledge and information, that it does not threaten them. They don't need to block out challenges in order to be sure that their narrative won't fall apart) and it is INCREDIBLY patronizing. It's like a straight person lecturing me on what it's like to be gay, except only presenting the most homophobic idea one can picture of it. It's condescending on top of being hateful.

And I say this as someone who has lived this conflict her entire life, but also works at a Holocaust museum, which researches the Holocaust in particular, genocide in general, and Jewish history, including this specific chapter. You think any of these Israel haters care that they're lecturing someone with way more knowledge and experiences of this conflict than them? With more real life Israeli AND Palestinian friends than they have? Who has probably done more in her line of work to combat hate and the path to genocide than their keyboard fighting ever will? Do they stop and listen when we talk about the actual definition of Zionism, genocide, or even just some basic facts about the current war, like how many Palestinian terrorist organizations Israel is fighting? Nothing gets through.

So the most important thing I wanna tell you is to PLEASE not feel bad if you don't get through to this person. I think it is noble and brave to try. I have with some people who I mistakenly thought there was a chance they'd listen. And I never do it from a place of hate for Palestinians, because I do not hate them. I know enough of them who are great people, and I sincerely want the good people on both sides to have a better life. I always speak from a place of looking at the facts, current and historic. I believe it matters. We can't solve a conflict that we don't understand, and we aren't promoting any understanding (we're not helping in solving it) by spreading intentional lies about the essence of the cnflict. I've been translating the docu about Amin al-Husseini, because he's someone who infused the conflict with religious hate and antisemitic thinking. If we don't understand that, if we pretend this is just about land and liberation, we will never be able to address the true core issues of the conflict, and we won't be able to solve it, and provide the good people on both sides with this better life they deserve.

That's what I can offer to you, to speak about your experiences, the experiences of those you know or have heard of, who are affected, to speak from a place of care, and to insist on truth and facts.

That said, as you can understand, it doesn't always work. Some people I've tried with, they were just not willing to listen. When they stated something wrong, and I gave them a correction linked to a fact checked source, and they still ignored it and repeated their ignorant claims, that means they don't want to listen.

Which means that this false narrative serves some sort of need they have. Otherwise, if the facts that someone is presented with undermine their narrative, that should make them stop and question it. Stop and reevaluate why, if their narrative is true, do they get so many facts wrong? I'm not talking here about something like was this specific tweet or that particular vid true. I'm talking about basic facts, like denying that Jews are from Israel, are native here, and therefore have native rights here, that can't be erased with it being antisemitic.

What's the need that it serves? There are different motivations, one person can have more than one reason to choose to ignore the suffering of Israelis and Jews, but at the end of the day, what they all have in common, is that they're enabled by a certain degree of either antisemitism, or ignorance, or both. Antisemitism can be a sense of indifference regarding Jews, our well being, our safety, our rights, and it can also be based in a certain distorted view of Jews. And I just have to say that a certain lack of knowledge can lead to the latter even among Jewish people, even when it doesn't lead to antisemitism and hatefulness. It's just... Jews are so misrepresented, so... under-discussed. You will not believe how many times I've asked American Jewish visitors to our Holocaust museum how many Jews there are in the world, and they greatly overestimated the number. It doesn't point to anything bad about them, but it does reflect that they're a product of American society, where Jews are (even culturally) misrepresented as being far more omnipresent than we are (while also barely giving us our own voice).

Sorry, I know this got long. I guess because my answer to your first question, regarding arguing with a rabid antisemite is... you try you best, with care, and with facts. But you also mustn't feel bad if it doesn't work. If people have a vested interest in not listening to you, they won't. And it is not your fault. And also, you have to take care of yourself, too. So it's okay to stop and ask yourself every once in a while, whether a specific fight is one worth fighting. If it's someone that matters to you, and that you wanna stay in touch with, it may be even when things don't look hopeful. If it's a public argument, and there's a chance that this person won't listen to you, but a third party might read your replies and get something from them, then it may also be worth keeping up the debate then. But there are also times when, if you tried, and the person is insistent on not listening, and the odds of anything positive coming out of it are slim to none, it's also okay to take care of yourself, to disengage, and stay the hell away from someone that antisemitic.

IDK if this helps, but I really hope so, and I am sending you a lot of hugs, love, support and encouragement! And if you ever wanna ask me anything in order to have that as help in confronting antisemites, I will do my best for you. Take good care, lovely! xoxox

(for all of my updates and ask replies regarding Israel, click here)

[vendetta-if]

I just read all your side stories and oh my gosh the one where MC dies instead had me full on ugly sobbing

Sorry, anon 😔✊ But the patrons needed more angst, and I needed to deliver 🥺 I hope you enjoy it though 🤭 I certainly did enjoy writing it.

[loverboy-havocboy]

Could I request number 17 with Cody/Kix? 🙏

17. an upside-down “spider-man” kiss - cody/kix

i'm gonna be honest (and apologetic), this was hard, and i think i gave up a little 😔

Cody never thought he'd meet a CT whose schedule could give his a run for its money - and that's not him being patronizing, it's him being responsible for the entire 7th Sky Corps.

Kix proved him wrong.

Cody supposes that if it were anyone, the man responsible for tending to the injuries of Rex’s island of misfit troopers makes the most sense.

If life had been kinder, they could have been good friends. They could've been content with a comm call here and there, where time allowed. They could've bumped shoulders when they ran into each other at 79’s. They could've separated from their joint missions without the aching, gnawing fear that this would be the last time.

Life wasn't so kind, though, and instead it chose to crash their hearts together like two ships colliding in hyperspace. They needed each other now, and they were rarely so lucky as to get a moment alone. Tonight's no different.

Every time a comm goes off, it's anybody's guess as to which of them are being called away, and whether they hope it's for something arbitrary like an inventory meeting or a life threatening emergency. Cody thinks this one had damn well better be an emergency.

They'd just fallen asleep.

Their reunion had been quick - too quick - because they'd just known they'd be interrupted. Cody almost wishes they'd been interrupted during the act, because now he's pliant and warm with the full length of Kix’s solid body pressed against his back, and all he wants is to stay that way.

“Yours or mine?” Kix mumbles against the back of his neck.

Given that he's closer, Cody reaches for their comms and groans a little, which is enough of an answer.

“Sorry,” the medic says, loosening his grip on him. “I’d make it mine if I could.”

“No you wouldn't,” Cody grouses, careful to keep the blanket over Kix as he extricates himself, cringing at the mess between his legs.

“No, I wouldn't,” Kix agrees, trailing his fingertips over Cody's bare back. At least he has the decency to sound apologetic about it.

Cody sighs heavily as he drops down from the top bunk, his feet hitting the cold durasteel floor. Kix rolls the short distance to the edge of the mattress and peers down to watch him dress. When Cody looks over, he snorts softly at the sight of his boyfriend's head hanging upside-down off the bunk.

Unable to resist, he steps in and takes Kix's face in his hands. Tempted further by the curl of his lips, Cody dips his head to steal a kiss from them. Kix sighs lightly against him.

“I’ll miss you,” Kix tells him.

“You’ll be asleep again before the door closes,” Cody disagrees.

Kix just shrugs a little, so Cody just kisses him again.

He'll sleep in Kix's arms before they part if it's the last force-forsaken thing he does.

[hyperfixationstation1]

Saw Les Mis on West End Yesterday!!!

(Ignore how few people are in the photo. It was a full house I was just really early)

Starting with this I loved!!

- Stewart Clarke as Javert was perfect. He was perfectly austere and desperate, and he had such a powerful baritone voice that left so many in the audience dumbfounded during “Stars.” His suicide was staged in kinda a goofy way (but I’ll be honest it’s… always a little goofy)

- Though I don’t love how the musical treats the Thenardiers, both Emily Olive Boyd and Luke Kempner did a great job and were very funny.

- The ensemble killed it. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

- The costumes were a lot more period accurate than I expected. Adored the wedding costumes and the period accurate hair.

- I actually really liked Djavan van de Fliert as Enjolras. He plays him very young and very enthusiastic, leaning a lot into the boyish aspect. I was surprised to find I liked it quite a bit.

- Enjoltaire could not keep their hands off each other like damn get a room

— also those two were PARENTING Gavorche

Things I didn’t mind at all!

- Harry Lake stepped in for Marius last night. I’m usually harsher to Marius than any other character. But he was boyish and I was like “yeah okay goofy man 🙄” and he did genuinely play him like a clueless boy trying his best, which was very endearing. And he and Amena El-Kindy were amazing in A Little Fall of Rain.

- Amena El-Kindy as Eponine was very good technically. And I liked it, but I prefer more depressed and resigned Eponines and it was very desperate and frantic, which isn’t wrong, just not what I prefer.

- Tom Hext as Grantaire. He did great! but again he played his part in Drink With Me as more angry than depressed, which I didn’t prefer.

Things I didn’t like (but knew I wasn’t gonna like):

- Lovely Ladies.

- No Azelma and they don’t acknowledge Eponine and Gavorche as siblings.

- Patron Minette as Thenardier’s Gang. Also why was Babet better dressed than Montparnasse? (Did like that Montparnasse was played to acknowledge or care about Eponine in a throwaway line. That was nice.)

- Love Brujon. I don’t know why he has there though.

- Could not keep track of Les Amis.

- How the musical treats Cosette as helpless when she’s perfectly capable. Lulu Mae Pears did a great job but like… I can’t stand that.

Things I didn’t like (and expected to like)

- I didn’t like Peter Jöback as Jean Valjean. I’m sorry I don’t really know how to explain it, I just didn’t.

- I was expecting a moving set. THANK YOU TO THE TECH, but there was no spinning barricade 😔.

Anyway, I overall had a lot of fun seeing it!!! And met some of the crew after and it was cool!

[ssseriema]

Big-ass moth I saw at the gym, bro was out there getting swole! 💪😤💯

(I know I shouldn't photograph other patrons without their consent I'm sorry 😔)

BIG BOY i dont think it minds showing off tbh!!!!

[hexagonalhavoc]

Hex characters pride month headcanons 

[Author’s Note: Happy pride month! I hope all of you have a good and safe month, I thought this would be fun to make. These are my own personal headcanons and won’t affect my writings, feel free to request any character with any gender!

Also sorry I’ve been gone lately, ya girl got her first job 😎]

Lionel: 

I feel like he grew up in a conservative family so he has some repressed feelings and views that he has to unlearn. 

I could see him being bi but being in denial about it for a very long time.

When his career starts to fail and he fades into obscurity that’s probably when he stops caring and becomes more open about who he is. 

It’s a shame he dies before he starts fully embracing it. 

Rip Lionel 😔

Carla: 

Carla is a lot more self aware and in tune with herself so she figures herself out pretty easily and when she does it’s not too much of a shock to her. 

I see her as being pansexual

Probably goes by she/they too. 

On her social media she’s super outspoken about it but irl she’s more on the down low.

Although she will talk about her love life in front of Lionel just to piss him off and rub in that she’s dated more girls than he has.

Reggie: 

He doesn’t care for much for labels. He doesn’t put much thought into it, he just likes who he likes. (Jeremiah)

Reggie is everyone’s supportive grandpa. Even if he doesn’t understand what one of his patrons may identify as he tries to learn and hears about their experiences. 

Honestly as long as the patrons are onboard with his revenge plan he doesn’t care who they are. 

As long as you can kill Lionel you’re loved and accepted in his inn. 

Jeremiah:

Pansexual demiromantic but if someone asks what his sexuality he just gives them the death stare because he hates talking about himself. 

He has a hard time opening up and working with people so you can probably imagine how long it takes him to become romantically interested in someone. 

It doesn’t help that he’ll most likely push away the people he cares about because as much as he wants it he’s still scared of being loved. 

Poor boy needs a hug 

Chef Bryce: 

Honestly I could see him being gay and just not realizing it. When he does realize it he’s pretty chill about it. 

I can imagine him taking break out of the oven and then all of the sudden he goes. “I might be gay.” And then moves on with his day. 

He hasn’t really had time to think about his feelings so he isn’t really sure and it’s probably going to take him forever to figure out what aligns best with him. 

Lazarus & Chandrelle:

Putting them together so I can say they’re t4t. 

Chandrelle is straight while Lazarus is pan. 

They seem like they would be judgmental but they really don’t care. They’re just living their own lives. 

And after everything they’ve been through I feel like they’re finally able to have a healthy relationship when Lionel is dead and they live in the real world.

Sado: 

Genderfluid pansexual who’s come to wreak havoc on the world. 

If someone were to ask what she identifies as she would tell them to “guess :)” 

Sado loves to shape shift so she’s constantly doing things to alter her appearance which includes gender fuckery. 

Irving: 

Aro ace but in denial about it. 

Even though he probably wouldn’t be in a relationship if he wasn’t aromantic it still stresses him out when he’s alone. 

He’d probably think queer platonic relationships are silly until he’s actually in one.

If he was a real person he’d be that person who brags about having a lot of sex when in reality he’s never been intimate with anyone and wants to keep it that way. 

First Person Perspective: 

No one really knows what he is including himself and he doesn’t really care that much. 

Everyone thinks he’s judgmental but he silently supports everyone. 

Rust McClain: 

I’ve seen some people headcanon him as bisexual and asexual and I can see that. 

Unlike Irving it’s not like he has a distaste for intimacies but it just isn’t his thing. 

Rust is pretty open about being bi too, he doesn’t really care who knows and it’s not something that bothers him. 

He’s the supportive father everyone deserves like it doesn’t matter what you are he’s got your back. 

Rebecha:

Very chill lesbian. 

If you’re friends with her you probably hear her make a lot of gay jokes but with strangers she doesn’t really say anything. 

I think her vibes give it away though.