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[haydenigmatic]

why succession is different for mc's house and can mc change that law and make it like other noble house( Male-Preference Primogeniture)where male heirs come first when he becames Emperor?

Well it's different because the Dracarions are not many, preferring blood over gender, and their "curse" of dying, so they must always have "spares", though in this case succession has always been interpreted differently and most times subject to the ruler's choice.

But sure when your MC becomes emperor can change it

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[browsethestacks]

Marvel Age (1992)

[shepscapades]

What if. What if I said I was thinking about them again

[mezzmerizd]

Hello n welcome to Tango T(s)unday... brought to u by silliness and art taking time <3

[maiios]

woohoo doomed robot yuri!!!

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[tango-but-everywhere]

Come back to hermitcraft season 5, tango ! :)

is this a -where he shouldn’t be or is it a -but everywhere?

anyway this portal and like the whole central area including the big dig is awesome, scar did such a good job. if you havent seen hc5 you should tbh. tango’s base is so pretty, and that was where the convex stuff happened, and it was just. a good season. yea 👍

[seasonal-writes]

“19% touch-starved and 81% in denial” (this one’s a little longer, so here’s the ao3 link for those who want it!) pairing: Jimmy / Tango cw: none! p.s. i wrote this back in like.. July, or so. when i didn’t really know what i was doing. but it’s one of my favorites, so i wanted to post it! enjoy. <3

Their home is almost done. Jimmy sits at the edge of the bed. He’s a little smiley, full of excitement from what they’ve accomplished, even with the sleepiness and soreness from the day kicking in. He closely watches Tango pitter about, tucking things into place and tossing stuff into the chests. He hasn’t noticed Jimmy’s staring, thankfully. Tango even seems to be happy, too. Or maybe just content, which are both good options. Heck, he’d even take plain ol’ toleration of their pairing, as long as he wasn’t completely unhappy. All Jimmy can think about is how much he likes his odds, though. A partner who, even after being taken down with him in his first death, has been so gung ho about it all. He hasn’t heard one peep about how funny or sad it is that Jimmy was the first to go, his alleged “curse” taking hold. If anything, all he remembers is Tango apologizing earlier that day in the forest. Tango apologizing. No laughter or mocking or dread. It gives Jimmy hope. He runs over the events of the day. A death, a happy coming-together, the sounds of building and the newly-raised home they’ll call their own. The little wheat farm that will keep them and the cows fed (hopefully) pops into his head too, as he makes a mental note to check for any successful sprouts in the morning. A ping of guilt hits him as he remembers the bucket from BDubs, which can be seen in a glint of silver within the chests as they’re opened and closed. He didn’t tell Tango where he got it, or more importantly, that they now share an IOU. Jimmy might’ve made the deal, but when your life is literally hooked to someone else, it ties them in. It makes concern bubble up for what will be owed down the line. Protection during battle when it inevitably arrives? Trade of important resources? For a bucket? Well, it was Bdubs. You never know what to expect from him. But he'd be so angry, Jimmy thinks. Tango would have a cow if BDubs just showed up one day and took up their deal, discovering that Jimmy made it without even asking or discussing it. He’s heard the tales of betrayal-induced rage through whispers and rumors. Jimmy knows of the flames and the fury deep within his partner. He doesn’t want to set that off—who would? Soiling such a perfect, already solid connection that feels so innocent in times like these. His stomach knots at the idea, and he finds himself taking a deep breath to keep the nerves down. “Y’know, I’m really proud of this.” Jimmy suddenly hears. He lifts his head quickly, almost as if he’s been caught staring off into space, to see Tango standing right in the middle of the room. His arms are proudly crossed, and he has a smile splayed across his face as he glances around. Jimmy takes point and does the same, looking at their little home. Dimly lit, basically windowless, but cozy. Two chests plopped hastily in the corner of the room, containing minimal resources and food. The single bed that holds him tucked into the corner, and a soft hum of moo-ing cows as a trophy in the next room. Jimmy goes to speak, but is interrupted before he can get the words out. “And I’m proud of you, too,” Tango adds, turning to Jimmy with that same bright smile, “You’ve done a lot for us today!” Jimmy looks at him for a second and lets out a—well, he can’t decide if it’s a clearing of his throat or a sheepish chuckle. It’s a mixture of both. He looks away from Tango’s gaze and nods. There is still a bit of residual guilt after thinking about his little deal with Bdubs. He wasn’t expecting him to say anything like that. “Well, I couldn’t do it by myself. Not without you,” Jimmy says, staring down at his legs as he kicks them a bit. “Oh stop; we’re the best team in this place because of you!” Jimmy’s heart flutters in his chest. He clenches his fists, not out of anger, but out of being well on his way to being overwhelmed already. Two nice compliments in, and he can barely handle it. He just smiles, though he hasn’t looked back up to Tango. “Well.. I mean.. that’s not true. You’re amazing, too. You built the house, so we’re safe tonight. I just helped out,” Jimmy says, trying his darndest to hit him with something just as nice. “Is this a compliment competition now?” Tango asks, walking over and taking a seat next to Jimmy on the edge of the bed. The heat radiates off of Tango in the close proximity, which is kinda nice against the nightfall chill setting in. It’s reassuring too, knowing they’ll never be cold and hungry. Maybe just hungry, if the rest of the server decides they’re easy pickin’s. Jimmy basks in the heat for a moment, instinctively wanting to get closer. Though, this is interrupted by Tango leaning forward and getting inches away from his face. Jimmy can’t help but bend back a little, with what he’s sure are wide eyes. “Because I’ll win.” Tango grins, reaching over and poking Jimmy’s nose. Jimmy opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. He’s not used to.. this close. Tango chuckles a bit and retreats, putting his hand up and playfully ruffling Jimmy’s hair, still looking over at him. Jimmy lets out a breath to keep cool, as much as one can when you’re next to a wildfire of a man. He often struggles to admit that he doesn’t respond as easily to compliments and affection, usually keeping it to himself until he’s forced to reveal it. But.. Tango’s hand in his hair sends all the fuzzy feelings everywhere and..oh boy. The urges to either lean into his touch or run away from it are having a fist fight inside his head. He’s not sure who’s winning. “Just accept it, Jimmy. You’ve done well today. We’ve both done well, obviously, because we’re the best soulmates. But we wouldn’t be where we are without you,” he adds, moving his hand down to his shoulder and pulling him into his side slightly. Jimmy doesn’t really resist, but he does go stiff. Finally, he feels like he can speak. “Aha.. alright, alright. Well.. thanks. But I really don’t think it’s-” “Do you even know how to take a compliment?” Tango cuts him off, chuckling. “Of course I do!” Jimmy says, maybe a little too fast. Tango doesn’t respond right away, and Jimmy can only feel the movement next to him as his eyes find the floor once again. He jumps slightly when a hand lightly scoops the side of his face, pulling it to the side. Gently, but clearly without the intent of letting him get away, Tango makes Jimmy look at him. He’s fully up on the bed now, his knees pressing into the side of Jimmy’s leg as he eliminates more space between them. “Then why do you keep trying to deny it, huh?” Jimmy looks everywhere but Tango’s eyes for a moment before locking onto them when he runs out of options. It taps at his heart. They look like they’re burning all the time, which is such a jump from any eyes he’s ever seen before. There is a strange sense of pride in knowing only he gets to look in them like this now. So lovely, so easy to get lost in. And he does, before he realizes he should be speaking. He clears his throat. “I—well, I just, I just don’t.. I don’t have people sayin’ things like that to me usually,” Jimmy says, his words having less and less volume as he reaches the end. It feels silly, speaking to him with such direct eye contact, practically unable to look away now. Tango’s eyebrows furrow a bit. His fingers graze Jimmy’s forehead a bit as he brushes a bit of hair out of his eyes, slightly fixing the mess he’d made just moments ago. It sends a quick shiver down Jimmy’s spine, and Tango grins on cue, as if he can feel it too. It makes him wonder how much soulbounds can really feel, leading into sudden panic at the idea that Tango can feel his nervousness, his internal reactions. Tango’s got such a solid hold on his face, though it doesn’t hurt. And he’s sure the heat and the attention have turned his face a bright shade of red. “I’ve heard what they say about you,” Tango says, still focused on his eyes, “I know you probably don’t wanna bring it up, but I’ve heard that they think you’re some kind of bad juju.. curse-y guy.” “I kinda am.” “Jimmy!” “It’s not necessarily bad! It’s just my.. I don’t know. My thing, you know. First to go.” “Well, that’s not gonna be us,” Tango says, matter-of-factly. “Exactly. We are winners, after all.” “So now you decide to be Mr. Confident?” Jimmy chuckles a bit and shrugs. He really wasn’t ever really too worried about the curse. Not till it mattered, in the final moments. Or when it took him by surprise just before it was over. But if anything, he was usually pretty good about it. Even with the jokes and the mocking. The whispers about being the canary and that he brings death wherever he walks. Maybe it was true. But he was always gonna fight to prove them wrong. Jimmy did not believe that he was bad luck. He’s just.. Jimmy—who isn’t used to taking compliments. Or touch. Two things that Tango was apparently not holding out on, which sent him into a tizzy. “Look, what I wanted to say was that.. I don’t think that about you,” Tango says. Jimmy’s jokey smile drops to something more genuine. He can feel his heart squeeze. Tango’s eyes hold something very truthful, and who wouldn’t believe a sight like that? “I’ve never thought that. Even when we died today. If anything, it was totally my fault and.. yeah. I know we’re past that now, but..” “I told you it was alright, Tango,” Jimmy says, habitually tipping his head to the side a bit with a smile. In tipping his head, Tango doesn’t move his hand. He cups the side of his head, catching him without hesitation. It feels foreign to Jimmy. He almost wants to try and adjust himself again and get out of it. Relax, he thinks to himself, it’s just Tango… your soulmate, Tango. And then his heart rate picks up again. “I know you did! Just.. I’m happy it’s us. I’m happy it’s you. I don’t think we’re gonna mess this up. We’re in this til the end, you and me. No one else.” At that, Jimmy feels himself start to melt. He’d been doing so well at keeping it together, but something in him just gives out. Tango holding his face, talking so sweetly and calmly. It’s like a dream, glowing with torchlight and the slightest shine of moonlight from hidden crevices keeping them in each other’s vision as night settles into her role. A rather goofy, maybe even starstruck smile sneaks onto his face. “We’re gonna be alright,” Jimmy says quietly. “Yeah.” And it’s true. They will be alright, for now. Even with secrets and “curses” and hopefully more of those beautiful hair ruffles too. Jimmy really hopes for those. But they’re gonna do it together. That’s the key word, it seems: together. Teamwork. Soulmates. He feels so very lucky. The two of them, not necessarily against the world, but against the odds. Seconds pass in silence. Tango’s thumb brushes lightly back and forth across Jimmy’s cheek, and neither of them are quite sure when their free hands intertwined with each other, but they’re all tangled fingers now. It feels.. nice. Really nice. And he’s got that terrible feeling of wanting to just get all of the touch and none at the same time. But everything sounds so good, like he’s stuck a toe in and wants to dive deeper. More hugs, more anything. There’s those deep urges back again, but stronger. Yet, it makes him nervous. There was so much inner conflict, all because he just wasn’t used to relationships like this. “Hey, Jimmy?” “Hm—Oh, yeah?” With a swift, rather smooth drop of his Jimmy’s cheek, Tango lurches forward and wraps his arms around him. He immediately buries his face into Jimmy’s neck and shoulder, sending him rocking back a bit before Jimmy can even respond. Meanwhile, Jimmy has gone into statue mode. His shoulders tense. He does the automatic reciprocation, awkwardly wrapping his arms around Tango as well. But his own hugging feels.. wildly different than how Tango holds him. The way Tango wraps his arms around Jimmy’s torso so tight, like he never wants to let go. He can feel him put all of his weight into the embrace, and if Jimmy would have been ready for it, maybe he wouldn’t have immediately stiffened up. He hopes Tango can’t feel it. He doesn’t want to make him upset, or like he’s ungrateful for the sudden affection. He thinks for a moment about pulling away, readying an apology. Maybe that’d make this easier. But he refuses. He’s not gonna let this win. He forces himself to breathe, first off. The heartbeat in his chest slows slightly, even if his lungs and heart feel like they’ve got minds of their own. He closes his eyes, and thinks solely about the warmth. Jimmy was right, he’s a raging wildfire trapped underneath skin. Perfectly sized space heater, all to himself. It feels like playing with fire, even knowing that this body in his arms could burst into flames when provoked. There is odd curiosity in it, giving him just a little bit of distraction. As his shoulders and chest slump slightly, he can feel Tango lean into him, seizing the opportunity to get even closer. Jimmy can’t help but chuckle a bit, tipping his head down into Tango’s hair as his fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt. He grips him tightly, overcome with a slowly building need to be as close as possible. Jimmy knows the world will be so oh-so-cold if he lets go now. He wonders why he never had someone like this sooner. The nerves in his back come alive as Tango softly rubs little circles. His fingers dance. Jimmy melts yet again. As they quietly embrace, breathing each other in and learning each crevice and nook of the opposing body, peace finds them. The exhaustion of their first day is coming in full force, and Jimmy can’t help but start to feel a little sleepy. His eyelids grow heavy, and his head seems to lean further onto Tango’s. A soft giggle erupts from his chest, and he feels Tango’s breath through his shirt as his shoulders shake a little. “What’re you laughing at?” Jimmy mumbles into his hair. “Finally got’cha,” Tango teases, obviously referring to the absolute puddle he has turned Jimmy into. So he can feel it. Jimmy doesn’t open his eyes. He just smiles. “Yeah. You got me.”

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[my-wee-hughie]

Of all the rooms to sit down and write in her little journal, why did Sage pick the room that led to the Tek Cave?

Did she know Hughie was down there and that his team would be arriving to save him?

[haydenigmatic]

What is the succession law of the eight kingdoms? Male-Preference Primogeniture, Absolute Cognatic Primogeniture, Proximity of Blood or something else?

In the Eight Kingdoms, the succession law is Male-Preference Primogeniture. This means that the eldest legitimate son of a Duke/Count/Baron inherits the title and lands, with daughters inheriting only if there are no eligible sons. The law prioritizes male heirs over female heirs, ensuring a direct line of male descent.

But it's entirely different for the royal house, It is a form of equal primogeniture. Disregarding gender distinctions in favour of the firstborn child ascending to the throne, regardless of sex. A King/Queen is followed by the firstborn of his/her children, regardless of their sex.

Bastards do not inherit at all. However, if a bastard is legitimized they stand to inherit after all trueborn children, including daughters and younger siblings. It mostly depends on the singular case. Only a King can legitimize a bastard.

Yet, lords and kings can pass over an elder child to name a younger one as heir.

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[queerforscience]

Getting ready to run Decked Out like

[meteor752]

Did Johnny ever come out to his dads as aromantic?

He did, yes!

Tango and Jimmy were very supportive and happy for him of course, as were his friends

[hundredsofsmallbirds]

bdubs: im bdubs. these are the boys

martyn: is that girl a boy too

bdubs: yes

(cleo flips off martyn)

[micer2012]

for the ask game: 6 or 14 if you have one :3

6. I KNOW ISKALL WILL PROLLY NEVER BE IN LIFE SERIES AT ALL.... BUT ISKIZZZZZZZZ ISKIZZZZZZZ SKIZZSKALL PLEPLEALP. i want them so badddd but its fine im fine im normal imfine8U32

OTHERWISE i'd love a skizz dynamic with one of the girls.. especially pearl or lizzie. pearl he has that bond with since LEGACY they mean a lot to m. but i specifically want them to betray him a little9U83448

i just really wanted Interesting, New dynamics cause thats the main reason i didn't care about limlife at Allll, ties had NO tension. they were just chilling. i wanted something interesting so you can Imagineeeee my groaning when skizz n tango ended up stuck together again but. OUG. CHRIST IS IT GETTIN INTERESTING

14. I HAVE MANYYYYYY PLAYLISTS. THEYRE ALL HORRID AND AMAZING AND FULL OF INCOMPREHENSIBLE MASHUPS.

FIRST OFF.. MY (OBVIOUSLY.WIP) SECRET LIFE PLAYLIST. mostly. Hopeful I want villian asshole tango SOOOO BADDDDDDDDDDD

(1-9 are tango, 10 is jimmy 11 was. well i wanted jimmy scar teamup)

NOTES: -karma is really only there for the beggining and chorus what the Hell are they on about in those verses. what the hell are they cooking. having said that KARMA'S ONLY A BITCH IF YOU ARE. AND I AIN'T NO BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

=invincible is a hell orbs song which means its basically unlistenable and AWESOME hell orbs rules. sorry the song w the lyrics "I was the New York Dildocrat" gets on the tango playlist. but yeah its about him coming From decked out 2, that Insaneeee power and wanting to be that Mastermind again, the one pulling all the strings again. when my power is lost, only then can i be a true man. i was invincible once. i will be invincible once again.

=YOU'RE ONE OF THEM ARENT YOU.. THIS SONG IS.. PROSPECTIVEEE HE HASNT GONE THIS HARD YET BUT IMAGINE. BUT. "go ahead, scream all you want to!" (3l bdubs as hes blindfolded against the wall) "you're legless and limping and lost and it's just how they like you!" (last life TEAM BEST tango their life dispenserrr..) "the ugly, the unclean, the unfit will fuck the unhappy" (double life. when tango n jimmy saw eachother on yellow at spawn for the firs ttime)

=fvck somebody is tango @ skizz. what do you want. my god. i just want to go somewhere without ya what do you want. My God, I just want to love someone thats not ya. but here we are, where we grew up in wellsville new york.. and i cant tell, if this is hell or if i'm just bored. You said "let's settle down-!" . Sounds like a downfall--! I gotta get out-! without it being my faulttt.I WISH YOU'D FUCK SO- (the chorus of this song is about the singer wishing there was a valid reason for the relationship to break up, a ""Valid"" reason to Hate the other person who did nothign wrong. who Does legitimately love them. wishing the other did something Unforgivable so they had an Excuse to hate themmm for their relationship to not workkkkkkk)

-pledge drive jimmy :] i called the pledge drive (SUCCESS ON HIS TASK expecting goodies) I got the suicide hotline (YOU NEED THE HEARTS DUDEDEEE). IF WOKE GUYS MUST DIE, I'LL GO FIRST. I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. IF WE MUST DUMPSTER DIVE, I'LL GO FIRST. AND IF YOU THINK YOUTH HAS BEEN WASTED ON THE YOUNG, AND THE WASTED. SO NOW, ONE OF US HAS TO DIE, I'LL GO FIRST! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING.

im sure this playlist is gonna age horribly and maybe not even have all these songs by the time the series ends. but god it goes hard.832

MY OTHER PLAYLISTS QUICKLY :] IF U HAVE ANY QUESTIONS PLEASE ASK I LOVE MUSIC. I LOVE MY MIND AMVS:

(skizz specific playlist :])