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[unhappy-sometimes]

here's a playlist of (mostly) historically accurate love songs that twiyor has most definitely danced to on vinyl: youtube, spotify, apple music

some fast, some slow, some made for dancing, others probably not (but i still like them so i included them anyway), i'll add songs as i think of them

[lovesickeros]

can.. can I ask for an affectionate reader with characters who aren’t normally like… used to the love? like, not just through words but physical affection like hand-holding, kisses, hugs, all that shebang. probably with a few people like yelan, ei, basically any character that is either cut-off from society or seems socially distant or isolated. 😞

☆ affectionate reader with yelan, ei, & furina

[ 4.2 Archon Quest spoilers ]

× yelan

Varies between how you display your affection, to be honest. Just like being affectionate with people? She's cool with it as long as you don't pop by while she's working (mostly because she'll end up dragging you into it for a bit of fun). I don't think she's all that touchy feely herself, but she'll absolutely get you gifts instead– like pretty knick nacks? She'll make sure to snag any she thinks you might like. Like a good meal? Sure, she'll take you out to one of the restaurants in the city, doesn't matter how expensive. Her treat. If you do prefer physical gifts rather then being taken out, you'll eventually get used to the random unmarked letters and packages showing up where your staying pretty often. It's obvious to know who it came from even if she never signs anything.

Flirty reader, though? Whole nother can of worms and now it's a challenge. The more confident you are the more interested she is. The other acolytes would absolutely seethe at the idea but she has no hesitation at just straight up flirting back– she's as charismatic as they come and she's got a poker face that's basically impenetrable. She'll probably also make a bet to see who cracks first (she always wins, unsurprisingly). Probably won't get dragged into any of her schemes this way but if you ask politely maybe she'll consider it, anyway.

The smell of freshly brewed tea and the clatter of dice across wood was a common sight at the Yanshang Teahouse– less common was the woman secluded in the far corner, her lips pulled into a grin that flashed fangs and a look that would scare off the most confident of men.

She'd normally try to scope out any new blood that'd made the mistake of stepping into her teahouse and was equally stupid enough to accept a gamble against her just for the thrill of it, but she was far too absorbed in the warm body at her side, one of her die clasped tightly in their hand as she guided them through the motions– they had a knack for it, she had to admit. The thought made her preen, the clatter of the die as it rolled across the table giving her that subtle, familiar rush.

Even if she knew exactly where it'd land.

"Six. Hm, maybe you're just lucky," She muses, plucking the die from the table and holding it up to her eye like a prized jewel, "Or maybe you're not as innocent as you'd have us believe." There's a sharp glint in her eyes at the prospect, but everyone else has the sense to keep their heads down and their words to themselves as she tosses the die herself.

"So why don't we find out and make a bet, just between you and me?"

× ei

Varies between Ei and the Shogun, because you'll probably be seeing either as much as the other. Sometimes you gotta really squint to tell who it is sometimes, but you get used to it. Both are fairly similar, though, in that their first instinct (especially in public) is to tense up like you're about to attack them or something. Difference is Ei eventually relaxes after a solid minute of trying to process your sudden affection and, if no one else is around, she might even reciprocate. Just don't tease her for being a little stiff and awkward about it, she's trying. That's what happens when your only company is a robot and uh. Nothing. For like 500 years. She's trying. Raiden, on the other hand, is just about as awkward as you can imagine. She's polite (blunt) about it because Ei is fond of you and also you are. The Creator. But she's not really built to deal with personal relationships and so she doesn't know how to deal with affection.

..Depending on what you do you may or may not blue screen Ei hard enough that she retreats back to PoE

Ei usually isn't fond of sitting still, unless it's to meditate. At least then she goes in with a purpose, something to achieve– but now, she's just focused on trying not to make a fool of herself. Her muscles are starting to ache from how hard she's tensing, though, in an effort to sit as straight and still as possible as their hands glide through her hair, weaving it into a single braid.

She can just barely hear the subtle lilt of their voice as they hum– and though it is soothing, it is also..very distracting. She can't focus long enough to try and meditate, too lost in the gentle rise and fall of their voice and the care they take to braid her hair. If she'd had a heart, she'd sure it'd be beating so wildly against her ribcage they could hear it.

But then it stops– their hands fall back to their sides and their humming falters. She freezes, too, racking her brain for any slights she must have committed. Instead, she is met with a calm, tender touch on the back of her neck, making her inhale sharply.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ei? You're so tense.." She has to grit her teeth to stop herself from bowing so low her head presses against the ground, her hands folded in her lap, clenching instinctively. "..No, Divine One." She answers simply, trying to contain the adoration swelling in her chest.

Yet as much as she tries to relax, to ease their worries, she finds that she cannot.

"Hm." That small murmur, a simple sound that nearly made her jump, was the only warning she got before they scooted closer, wrapping their arms around her stomach and resting their chin on her shoulder with a grin she would liken to Miko's, if she dared to make such a comparison. "Really?"

She swears she must've been feverish at the affection, lightheaded and dazed until she thought she might simply perish at the brush of their hands against her own.

Much to her embarrassment, however, she doesn't realize she's instinctively pulled back into Plane of Euthymia until she sees the familiar dull purples engulf her vision once again.

Though only a small solace, it seemed a little..brighter, this time.

× furina

Varies between pre 4.2 and post 4.2 archon quests to be honest.

Pre 4.2 she comes off as very vain– of course the most Divine would see fit to spoil her with affection! She deserves it, and is obviously their favorite! Just don't look too hard because she's terrible at hiding how flustered she actually is. Absolutely goes home right after and screams into her pillow for at least thirty minutes minimum.

Post 4.2 she's a lot more openly bashful and flustered. She's really not used to affection and even the smallest show of it has her folding immediately. Now that she doesn't need to worry about being found out she's a lot more receptive to affection. Cup her cheeks and compliment her and her knees are buckling. Like. Especially weak for compliments and praise (she deserves it. please spoil her).

She swears she must be hallucinating– she had been having trouble sleeping recently. But..no. The visage of the Creator was as real as the sweat beading on her brow as she stared at them for a long, awkward moment. Should..she let them in? But then they'd see the pathetic state she was in, and the last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of them-!

Her choice was quickly made for her, anyway, as she let out an undignified squeak of surprise when they suddenly tugged her forward into their chest, enclosing her in a hug.

Her first reaction was to freeze– her second was becoming absolutely flustered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink and her mouth closing and opening as she tried to find her words.

"I– ah..um." She stumbled over her words instead, floundering like a fish out of water. Yet she felt a distinct sense of emptiness wash over her when they finally pulled back, looking a touch sheepish. "Sorry, sorry– you just looked like you needed a hug."

The silence spoke for itself, her shoulders tensing slightly. But the way the concern and affection bled through their voice made her waver, her hands trembling as she let out a shaky breath that almost sounded like a sigh.

"It's..It's fine! Fine, I'm fine." She repeated, trying desperately to ignored the way her voice cracked and how hot her face felt– though it was more an attempt to affirm herself that she was not thinking about how warm they felt, how much she..actually enjoyed the hug. She wasn't thinking about it all! Absolutely not!

..Maybe a little.

"Just warn me next time, please?"

[somescrap-paper]

Meet Caspien Aparajita!

Her playful, charismatic personality doesn’t cover up the fact that she’s a fugitive. During her time in the Entostellian realm, Caspien was frequently involved in criminal activity. Known for her fluency in colour-weaving and athletic evasiveness, she’s become quite a notorious pirate within the kingdom, easily out-maneuvering most of the Aurelian’s enforcers. One day, however, Caspien’s impulsiveness leads her to bite off more than she can chew, as she tries to steal a forbidden book from the Aurelian’s library for a mysterious, high-paying client. She ends up getting caught and thrown into prison. But Cas is a stubborn Entostellian, and eventually found a way out, eventually finding a way to slither into the apartment, and lives, of Tim and Albert.

OKAY SO-

- The Aurelian is basically the leader/monarch/emperor (like Celestia from MLP). They have been gifted the power of the “Arcane” and have more magic then the rest of the Entostellians of the realm

- The enforcers, or royal guard of the Aurelian, is called the “Aurelian’s Symphony.” I’ll explain it a lil more in Cecile’s post :>

- Caspien is an “Aquastellian.” They are great swimmers and have the ability to breathe underwater. When they come into contact with water, they have retractable fins. These types of Entostellians have tails+antennae designs inspired by certain shrimp, plankton, or sea slugs.

-I primarily use she/her pronouns for Caspien, but do know she is cool with any pronouns!

[bas-rouge]

Also this is crazy? ONE Pembroke, three Cardigans, and THIRTY ONE Shelties????

[hauntingblue]

Choose your favourite reaction

[afyrian]

I'M SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED THE KUROO FIC!! I JUST REALIZED I WAS SO FOCUSED ON GETTING IT OUT I FORGOT TO ADD A NOTE BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY I HAD YOU IN MIND THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS WRITING IT <3 LIKE IK IT WAS YOUR REQUEST BUT I MEAN IN A WAY OF I REALLY TRIED TO KIND OF WRITE LIKE YOU?? LIKE I WANTED TO PUT MORE EMPHASIS ON THE SETTING AND HOW THE CHARACTERS FELT BC I REALLY ADMIRE YOUR WRITING <3 (which tbh i think i failed to write like u bc then i got scared i was writing too much and people would get bored 😭) but i just wanted to tell you how much i look up to you and i was really trying to write like you for your fic if that makes sense!!!! this is all /pos ofc <333

i’m like speechless in the most positive way ever╰(*´︶`*)╯ like genuinely this is one of the kindest things anyone has ever said to me! genuinely thank you so much, it was such a comfort read and the fact that you were trying to emulate my vibe makes me wanna cry!!!!

i will try my hardest to be a great writing model and never worry about that kind of thing!! if people are going to read me rambling on and on, they will read you rambling on and on about the environment and the characters 😭 especially cause you’re so good at it!!

[mydemonsdrivealimo]

yall are not prepared for the whole ass lineup im about to draw for jensens hockey team,,

[hisintentions]

searched up saltpeter on google and found some business selling like a two pound bag of it claiming it was like 99.8% pure

[seokmattchuus]

Since I'm upset at my Hyeonju getting stuck as the ceo of unis elementary, here's my kinda-realistic better 5th-8th ranks (only because I feel like the top 2-4 have been locked in for a while)

5. Hyeonju - 2001

6. Sunwoo - 2003

7. Narumi - 2006

8. Haram - 2006

Elisia would be the youngest with Yunha just two months older. This is definitely a better unnie line than just hyeonju by herself bc ain't no way you're gonna have a 01 liner and 07 liner both be in the unnie like. like. bffr. She's the only unnie in there. Idc.

I hope Hyeonju pulls a Junwon and leaves before the actual debut 😭 Take her new popularity bring it back to cignature. I don't think this group will do that much better anyways.

[izvmimi]

playing russian roulette but it's calling patients with my personal phone

[izzy-b-hands]

finally broke into one of my new syringes (still have some old ones, but figured hey i should try them for this shot)

Tw for bitching abt medical shit/my injs below the cut

and i just. why is my doc intentionally making this harder. I ask for 3ml syringes bc it's what im used to and know how to draw up. She agreed to that, so i never checked my new ones bc why should i? she listened, she sent in for 3mls, right?

NOPE. fucking 1 ml which means figuring out the draw up has required online searching to make sure it's right, and bonus! everything I've found doesn't recommend it for T bc it's such a slow inj to begin with, and 'many feel it takes longer to inject in smaller syringes designed mainly for IV use, which lessens compliance with injection schedules in some'

And i hate how it looks. it looks like so much more, and i know that's stupid bc it isn't, it's the same amount as usual, but the sight of it is v much involved in me getting my injs done with my fear of needles. I know, again, I KNOW planned parenthood is dealing with not enough funding, hands on staff, etc, but does that really prevent you from listening to your patient and trying to help them with shit like this? bc i don't think it should. I'm still forever grateful they've been helping me keep my T going until I find a primary care doc, but at the same time...what the fuck? I said this would be an issue, and i need to stay with my usual supplies. If that was an issue for them, i was willing to buy syringes myself from the medical gear shop I've used for extra supplies before (that will ship out here, I've checked.) Why won't she just fucking. listen, and talk to me? if all she could do was 1 ml syringes, fine, BUT FUCKING TELL ME THAT BEFORE SO I CAN JUST BUY MY OWN

Like. I will get this done. ill use these crap syringes up bc I refuse to waste them.

But now I'm overly nervous and worried im gonna fuck it up with the new syringe, or that it will hurt more or take even longer to inject than usual, so my hands are too shaky to do it! im already a day late with it, and I'd bet ten bucks I wont be able to calm myself enough to do it until tomorrow. Yes, this is also autism bs of needing things the same but like. I've had to do a lot of adjusting since last year, and have made efforts to accept changes and sporadic things. it's been hard as fuck, but I've fucking done it. so why can't i have one fucking thing like this stay the same? just my inj supplies, that's it! I'll accept and deal with other changes but for fuck's sake, she KNOWS I'm nervous abt fucking up my injections (bc i always want them to go well so i get as much med in me as i can, with minimal tracking out after it), why the fuck wouldn't she at least tell me if she was limited in syringes/what she can rx?

Why don't docs listen when i talk, and why won't they just talk and be honest with me like a fucking adult. is that honestly so fucking difficult?

Apparently so 🙃

[orcelito]

been a bit since ive really looked at vashwood fanfic for reading. since Writing fanfic largely satisfies that desire (& is generally healthier than binge reading is for me lmao)

but out of curiosity i peeked again. & id been sorting by word count bc sorting by kudos just gets pages and pages of one shot smut fics (no hate, just not what i wanna read when i want actual stories lmao)

i thought Surely since it's been a few weeks since i really looked, there would be more longfics around. and like. there Kind of are? but also not really.

top fic is 425k, 2nd is 130k, 3rd is 102k (excluding any plantcest fics, which i do by Default lmfao. even just Looking at those fics gives me brain damage)

as someone whose other main fic is 499k words & who has written 23k in less than 2 weeks. im just like. that's... All? bro im gonna be in the top word count fics for this pairing in a matter of Weeks. kinda crazy.

[fratboykate]

Re: Re: Dune. If you're at all curious to understand the core premise and essence of what Dune is about and what context is missing from the movie without going though 180k words of only the first book, I suggest watching Matthew Colville Dune videos on YT. It's 3 videos, 12, 16 and 30 minutes each. But even the first one "Part One: The Planetologist" will make it plain what kind of essential direction was missing from Denis' film. There's so much depth to mine in that story and yet what we got was as superficial as it gets. Again, if you are in any way curious. I know you're not the biggest sci-fi person. But it will make the criticism of Denis' version by the book fans more clear and less like the baseless whining of some other fans of some other adapted books.

"I know you're not the biggest sci-fi person"

*my literal entire writing career that is based fully on sci-fi/genre scripts staring at this sentence like we're in The Office*

[amplexadversary]

Okay, so.

Surely I can't be the only person to think that the song "Puppet Loosely Strung" by The Correspondents is about a guy who takes the submissive role in kinky BDSM play, right?

Specifically, I think this song is supposed to be a dominant partner in the BDSM scene singing about their sub.

The imagery invoked using the "puppet" brings a few different things to mind:

It invokes the idea of someone who doesn't respond to the expectations, or "strings" society puts on them to be "normal," but it also brings to mind someone who is "under the control" of another, such as their partner. Not to mention the "strings" themselves as someone being tied up.

Then you have the lyrics, which I'm putting under the cut.

There's the chorus which is pretty vague, could mean a lot of things on its own, but in the verses:

"Around you they were so confused that a faulty man could have so much fun"

"They may think they'd never choose to be the man that you've become

'You never felt the need to conform"

"Did you feel the weight of other's views, or was their ignorance a source of fun?"

The "faulty man" could mean people disapproving of being gay but in this context it most likely means a man who isn't "dominant," and the "never felt the need to conform" and "their ignorance [as] a source of fun" all make me think of someone who likes the Weird Shit and isn't ashamed of it.

"They may think they'd never choose" is straight up "plenty of people are into this, even some who dismissed it due to misconceptions."

The repeated use of the word "fun" is self-explanatory. It's not an uncommon stand-in for sex.

Even more related is the bridge and outro "it was me needing you, and not you needing me," which makes me think of how the power dynamics in D/S aren't a complete match to how the scenes are played out.

If you don't have a sub, you don't have a scene. Period. And in a healthy dynamic, where any participant can stop or pause things if they're uncomfortable, and have input to how things are planned out, the comfort level and boundaries of the person in a more precarious position are more likely to come up, meaning the sub has a lot more agency "out of character" than they do "in character."

The difference in the "perceived" dynamic from an outsider to the actual relationship is what the two lines in the bridge are about.

Which brings me back to the chorus.

"I'm tied to so many things I don't need to do

'I'll loosen my strings to feel more like you"

The dominant partner feels like they conform to other peoples' expectations, but their partner inspires them to be more true to themselves and open about their lifestyle, thus "loosening the strings" that other people put on them.

Tying the puppet imagery to both partners also strengthens the message about the dynamics being negotiated rather than dictated; the dominant and submissive partner are alike except for their preferences (or even those as well, for people who like to switch roles)

[astorythatwritesitself]

Hmmmm. 97 for the ficlet game :)

There's a drumming noise inside my head

That starts when you're around

I swear that you could hear it

It makes such an almighty sound

👀 you got one that is definitely here due to being on the Shrios playlist, so congrats, you're getting a

uh

I think this went a little beyond snippet or ficlet but oh well you get pure ship indulgence, enjoy?

look I had to at least attempt to try and match this fuckin mood xD

It’s the implant.

Absolutely has to be the implant, and therefore it’s a problem that can be easily solved by getting through the next however many minutes and then going to Miranda and asking what, exactly, the fuck was wrong with the Serrice implants she’d had since childhood. A good 'no, Lawson, I don’t care about risky brain surgery, I want this to stop, the Serrice amps never gave me headaches at all.’

Except, the L5 implant itself hadn’t shown any signs of trouble, and her vitals were all solid. 

Except there's never actual pain involved in these headaches. Just a rush, a noise pounding in her ears that made it difficult to focus.

‘Except’, she's certain someone (multiple someones) would point out, ‘you had no trouble with it until about three weeks ago.’

(Which would still be wrong, anyway.)

A week and a half since it had gotten this noticeable. Maybe two. She wasn’t sure how long it had been since that chat with Thane, since he spoke of what it was to be Whole and how something clicked… not quite into place, but closer than it had been for a while. Since she’d asked (far too elegant a word, actually) for his help, because Jack and Jacob and Miranda put together hadn’t been able to get her to throw so much as a spark in over a month, so hey, any help would be appreciated. 

She expected a no. Which was reasonable.

She recieved this instead, time in life support or the observation deck spent discussing body and soul and muscles that didn’t know the memory that segued to vids of old fights she still had; an idea that should've been obvious from the start: studying her own form. Recreate, rather than assume she had to start from scratch. Progress to mimicking those movements and guidance that was undeniably unsettling, the way he could pick out such a minute difference in movements she never would have caught. Unspeakably helpful, every exercise since felt like falling closer in step with those ghosts she's spent years chasing. 

And now: a question only half heard over the pounding in her ears, that she could only answer with a nod because everything felt like it had that time she’d nearly drowned as a kid, all muted sound and the sense that opening her mouth would just steal whatever breath she had left. A hand, that had no right being so gentle, on her wrist, halting it in a position that was right, that made her skin prickle with combat memory, with static or maybe it was that those were claws more than nails at her pulse-

Then nothing but ringing in her ears and an actual splitting headache, since she'd Thrown herself head over heels and right into the wall.