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thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname · 1 month ago

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I'm starting Mission to Zyxx Season 5 now, and I have feelings about that.

First, it generally scares me when people hype anything up at all because there is no guarantee that anyone values the exact same thing I do to the same degree. Even if I trust the creators of a thing to value something and try to do right by it, that doesn't always necessarily mean it will be successful, especially if that involves doing something wildly different than what made it good in the first place (I have been burned this way before). I guess I'm just hoping they continue the format of goofy improv shenanigans for the majority of it with something more planned and emotional in the finale if they want, like they've been doing all along. I'd think they would, and I've heard nothing bad about the ending, but I guess it still makes me nervous because I'm so close to the end and I want it so badly to stick the landing. I'm setting my expectations on the floor so I can be surprised instead of disappointed, but honestly, I don't need it to be better, I just need it to be on par with the rest.

Second, and more briefly, I'm happy it's (hopefully) ending before it has a chance to decline. I am so on board with that philosophy. But on the other hand, finishing a thing that I really, really like and knowing there's not another one out there gives me a special kind of heartache. Like, I know there will be other good media, and stuff that's good and unique in other ways, but I know for a fact that there are no other podcasts out there that have the same mix of a balance of off-the-wall improv and structured narrative, quality comedy, fantastical sci-fi setting and loveable characters, and high quality production. There are other things out there with many of those qualities, but nothing that checks every one of those boxes. It's a lightning-in-a-bottle thing that very much feels like the right people had to be in the right place at the right time to do it. Attempts to do it again would feel hollow because it had to be born out of necessity and passion and the talents of the people involved, so if you switch out the people it loses the reasons it's great, and if the same people tried to do it again it'd feel tired. That makes me so, so grateful it exists, but also so, so sad that it doesn't, and I'm 80% of the way done. When it's over, it's over.

Anyway. Now that that's all out there, I'm just gonna finish listening and have fun. Wish me luck.

#pickle pontificates #mission to zyxx #if you freaking flip on episode 1 after reading this and are like. wow. they're talking a lot about butts and ejecting people into space.#what is pickle on about #well. sue me i guess. idk #I have a lot of feelings about this as a general topic so this is moreso just the most recent thing that's touched on it for me #okay so time for essay 2 in the tags #1. I don't really talk about TAZ on here but it's something I carry with me whenever I think about this kind of thing #I think that in the same vein as MTZ it started off very goofy and directionless and then gave me more emotions than I thought it would #and it's not perfect but balance was a cultural landmark in a lot of ways #i enjoyed amnesty but it didn't have the same spark. what drew me to balance was all the goofy improvisation #and the fact that it was never serious until it was #amnesty (although i loved the setting/concept and enjoyed the characters) crossed the line into taking things more seriously #and while that's not a bad thing in and of itself the thing i enjoy about the mcelroys is when they're goofing around #that's what they're good at and it's why i like them #subsequent arcs suffered the same thing to varying degrees #i slogged through most of graduation for some reason and although ethersea was better i didn't finish it #taz dracula was the first time i've felt that same kind of fun while listening since balance #and I really think it was because they were just getting silly with it. sure yeah elizabeth the sports druid. lady godwin turns into a hors #whatever!#their dad gets to follow through on his ideas and do whatever crazy but kinda logical thing he comes up with #but i guess the point is that to me taz feels very lightning in a bottle. balance is what it's capable of being but is not the default #all the other right ingredients had to be in the soup #2. noragami. ohh noragami.#you wormed your way deep into my heart and then flopped out of it like a messy slimy dead fish #and i can't even be upset about it because the creators sounded so tired and unhappy with the way it ended #but there was so much potential. so many themes that DID hit hard throughout the story and could've knocked a man out cold #had they come back at the end #and they could have right up until so very close!!! it wasn't unsalvageable #in fact it still isn't. you'd hardly have to revise anything. you'd just have to write a different ending

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kyouka-supremacy · 4 months ago

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#I've been trying to organize the posts for tomorrow for two days now... To no avail. Even despite barely doing anything else #The plan was to queue highlights of my original posts for the whole day tomorrow #... Turns out reducing 2613 posts to a reasonable amount is harder than I thought. I've been drowning I've spent so much time on my–#computer I feel nauseous #No matter. I'm trying to narrow the number down as much as possible #Please feel free to blacklist the tag #sskk birthday fest 2024 #if you'd rather avoid it! They're probably going to be a lot.#And that's all I hope everyone is having a sweet day / night (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡#random rambles #I wish there was a way to bring back my old posts without being overwhelming. There's some 2022 gems everyone - me included - forgot about #That said 2613 posts are so many. It's more than two posts a day it's a little embarassing to look at. Like girl get a job #I suppose once I'll have ran out of ideas I can start a queue of old posts–#but since right now original posts from August 2023 are still being posted that doesn't sound like something that'll happen any time soon..

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mean-scarlet-deceiver · 11 months ago

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Askbox time

Assuming that Nobby has seen Edward in preservation (post 1963 rebuild) (I think it was '63), what are his opinions on Edward being rebuilt into something not-so-Furness?

tl;dr: Nobby's just glad Edward is still alive, thank you — though he knows he has to pretend to give a damn about this sort of thing

The Awdry’s explanation for Edward does not come down to a single rebuild but to numerous modifications over the past, erm (checks notes) century or so. Some of these rebuilds would have been more extensive than others but it’s not clear to me that the one after the crankpin failure would have been one where they made the biggest alterations to his design.

I am sure that some significant rebuilding took place between 1920 and 1941. So Nobby already saw the beginnings of the Edwardification of 34 before he left Barrow.

Life is change. Most of Nobby’s own working career was before Mr Pettigrew brought standardisation to the F.R., he knows how it goes.

And, like, look, Nobby knows that when visitors come and say anything along the lines of oh if only so-and-so was still in their original form (and they do mention the Edward case to him of course, quite a lot), his job is to make vague sympathetic noises and to be sure to sound genial rather than biting if he observes that the world already has a preserved Sharp and Stewart passenger engine, you can go visit him any time, oh yes, I’m told the Dutch take very good care of him...

Incidentally, Nobby was sceptical about the project to rebuild 20 to his original form. May have kinda definitely been polite, diplomatic conversations with earnest representatives of the newly-formed Furness Railway Trust that boiled down to Nobby being like ‘Ya can’t bring back the past, shit don’t work like that’ and the FRT blokes being like ‘lol wut, nah bro, if you throw enough money at it you totally can — relax, we’ll show you.’

(At the risk of spoilers… the attitude of both parties proved justified in the end.)

#chatter #coppernob things #ttte edward #fr 20 #furness engines #thank you for the question!#nobby can live all right without ever seeing the shape of a seagull again #between you and me though #what he does feel the aching absence of sometimes if he's in edward's company #is seagull laughter #that's gone... 34 doesn't laugh like *that* now #but even if he did #you'd need at least two probably three of them before you really heard the sound the way it's meant to sound #nobby spent decades bitching about seagulls but once those squawky outbursts of group laughter were silenced forever...#the absence nearly drove him mad #and it's *that* loss that sometimes has caused him to look at modern edward and feel the hollow sense that this is a stranger #that's a grief that would not be soothed if edward were still in sharp and stewart form — if anything that would make the grief worse #i'm whispering this in tags because it's not something to ever be SAID #this is an old bit of sadness you just carry unspoken in your boiler for the rest of your life (:#— hot tips on emotional health by nobby™

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todayisafridaynight · 8 months ago

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any hopes for kiwami 3? like things u wanna see added or changed stuff like that

if they dont keep kiryu's goofy walk stance and the hoof-like walk sounds i dont wanna play it

#snap chats #no one understands how much i love that from y3 and y4 its genuinely one of my favorite things about the game #oh but i guess i have to give an actual answer now. HMPH.#id scream if they revived kanda calling mine limp wristed. homophobia in 4k #OK BUT TO BE SERIOUS uhhhh i dont know. im a real simple guy i think #my only like. If This Isnt There Im Leaving deal is mine's palette and im so serious #rgg's scaring me with all the black-hair/purple-suit mine stuff as of late and i cant stress how hard ill vomit if thats in the final #HYPOTHETICAL final anyways. yk3 isnt coming out for. IDK A WHILE #i wanna say i hope they highlight daigo and mine's relationship more but i dont know how theyd do that #i really like how mine's handled in y3 as is so i dont think i want scenes injected like what they did with yk1 and nishiki #someone said a Mine Saga after the game and... hm ... sounds too unrealistic for me to hope for it #like im REALLY trying to think how they could possibly reference the rggo stories in y3 since those are EXCELLENT but #i think . MAYBE. you could reference the story where richardson calls mine as he's driving to the hospital #the only thing you'd have to exclude though is mine stopping by the bar- like JUST keep the phone conversation maybe #cause in that scene that subordinate does question mine if he can really kill daigo and i think thatd be neat. in my opinion.#yeah i dont know. in regards to rggo its hard to think of what i want without intervening things i already like about y3 #its a real head scratcher ...#a really good epilogue addition would be adapting that RGGO bit where daigo ruminates on mine. that's a fair ending for him i think #it also fulfills the need to see how daigo saw mine even if its just a little #and to non-rggo readers it could start to answer 'how does daigo feel about everything that happened'#im still so curious as to if daigo was briefed on EVERYTHING that happened but .... anyways....#sorry all my hopes for y3 are just mine/minedai centric fLVKELKA BUT LIKE. i really am content with everything else with y3 surprisingly #idk. i want kiryu fucking up that curry in high definition tho. thats important to me #THEY HAVE TO KEEP THE QTES DURING THE RICHARDSON FIGHT ILL BE PISSED #i need the fight to be AS CAMPY and unnecessary as it was in the og. INCLUDING richardson's voice acting i need it wack as hell #is it weird i actually appreciate the Diet Building Loredumping being like. in replayable-cutscene form #i thought id prefer just One Long cutscene but im glad theres the option to skip those segments #BUT being able to get a refresher in case you missed something somehow #im running out of tags jesus christ i shouldve put this in the main text but vjALjlagj those are all my thoughts for now bYE

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cosmogyros · 4 months ago

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I swear to God, modern music production is so FLAT that it physically hurts to listen to. There's no spatial depth to it, no air, no sense of this music actually being performed in a real three-dimensional space. Please can we bring back breath and air and space in music production?

#i've been trying to translate this feeling into words for months and i know i still haven't succeeded #this post is a weak attempt at saying what i mean. but it doesn't achieve that goal very well #i just... i don't have any better words right now #does anyone else know what i mean?#when there's a beat of silence in the middle of a song these days #the silence sounds just as 'dead' as if the track had ended.#silence can be audible and almost tangible... you know?#it can have a certain dimensionality and realness to it #but all of that gets edited out of most music nowadays.#and another thing: i don't know if it's over-mastering or what #but the sound is often almost as dead as the silence #like a butterfly trapped flat under glass #every sound comes across as being exactly the same physical distance from my ears #the sounds are all lined up jostling each other elbow to elbow and competing for the listener's attention #instead of being spread out all over the room - each one coming from a different place #i remember when you'd have two speakers; if one of them was broken you could sometimes only hear some of the instruments #because the others would normally have come through the broken speaker only.#SPACE. distance. physicality. ugh i could helplessly repeat these words all day and still not be able to express myself #don't mind the ranting of a grumpy old codger i guess #about music #tag rant #cosmo gyres #personal #text #my apologies - this post is extra autistic #my neurodivergency really comes out in the way i experience music #musicblogging

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seithr · 7 months ago

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Randomly remembered the half-reason i call my oc-verse by the name it has while laying in bed. One-half of the reason i still knew, but I had forgotten what had truly, really cemented it jointly until now

(it was a song from my favourite band I haven't listened to in a while.)

(the song fit so well at the time, still does, that i needed to hold onto it for the main protagonists forever, by partially naming their story in reference.)

Does this explanation make any sense? Does anyone know why I'm tearing up remembering this. Aahh

#(I'm emotional because I've been feeling bad about it all lately. enjoying things I make I mean—art or ocs or frivilous things.)#(So remembering that song and when it came out. That I couldn't see them in person. But i held onto it my own way. As something I loved)#(Something I still do love a lot... Parts of me saying no—you don't hate it. No. I'll help you remember more. I'm a little misty about it.)#The song is just The Killers - Run For Cover. I couldn't see them in person all those years ago—family went without me.#All my new oc rework with Zin and Hunter and Caia were like a year old or so.#It's a little silly. But the character Zin's derived from was a lightning mage so I stuck to it—I like monhun's zinogre for what its worth #So there's recurring theme and imagery. Thunder's not lightning but the sound and the feeling after the flash the flame and strike.#There's that meaningful thought—the story is the aftermath of a big tragedy. It matches what I like in monsters and other chars.#And at that time—my favourite band I missed out on puts out a really good song I download everywhere and it goes like:#He motioned me to the sky/ I heard heaven and thunder cry/ Run for cover/ Run while you can baby don't look back/ You gotta run for cover #And it goes on of course. The rest of the song's still really good. There's more that fits but point is; More evocative imagery.#So there. Why my bundle of OCs—Zinadia Hunter and Caia's story—is called Thunder 20XX. minus the 20XX. That's tongue-in-cheek #About some day I'll manage to make something tangeable or broadly shareable with them. I guarentee this century!#Thunder... oh my darling Thunder. Eight years man. More than that if I really want to count pre-rework INTO the complete original work. but #I like that it's definably 8. I like that I remembered I've always loved them a lot. Always been my thing to lean on even by name...#I need to get to sleep. Ive gotten a little more emotional over one song than I'd rather regularly be. Give it a listen maybe? Goodnight #Armour clanking #I need an oc tag #What have you gathered to report to your progenitors?🎶Are your excuses any better than your senator's🎶He held a conference #and his wife was standing by his side🎶He did her dirty but no-one died🎶#I saw Sonny Liston on the street last-night black-fisted and strong singing🎶Redemption song🎶#He motioned me to the sky🎶I heard heaven and thunder cry🎶RUN FOR COVER #What are you waiting for—a kiss or an apology?🎶You think by now you'd have an A in toxicology🎶#It's hard to pack the car when all you do is shame us🎶Even harder when the dirtbag's famous🎶#I saw my mother on the street last night all pretty and strong singin🎶The road is long🎶#I said 'Mama I know you tried!'🎶But she fell on her knees and cried🎶RUN FOR COVER #Just run for cover - you've got nothin left to lose...

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nanamis-bigtie · 1 year ago

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one day I'll cave and commission someone to draw this but so far lemme just tell ya, selfshipping with a character that at the first glance seem like completely out of your world is just. so fun. the potential. the gags.

like, look. I'm big. I'm alternative. I'm drifting towards the gender vibe I'd call butch-adjacent - but in a nonbinary way. I am pierced, I am tattooed, I dye hair green, I am messy, makeup hurts me and I can't keep nails longer than the moment I start to feel them because otherwise I'll bite them off.

with OP characters that's not much of a shock. but. now put me next to Nanami. who's probably shorter than me btw as soon as I put platforms on. two completely different worlds. maybe a joke, even.

out of us two I would look like a fucking sorcerer, witcher or whatever, even without speaking in my native language that's probably sounds for non-slavs like sounds of a dying curse.

and yeah. we're gay and married. keep scrolling & remember to fuck capitalism.

I'd call it perfect opposites attract but we're not that opposite and that's half of the joke & shock here 😂

#btw I know I don't sound like it at all here #i'd say i'm more gojo-adjacent online lol #but if you saw me irl I can promise you you'd immediately understand why the nanami connection #bas mumbles #...I need a new tag for selfship

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omarwolaeth · 7 months ago

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It's such a tiny innocuous thing that really doesn't matter, but I feel like calling duel monsters a children's card game (when it's fundamentally baked into everyday life, and your social existence is judged by what you play and how you play it so very intensely, for everyone in-universe) is an absolute injustice to what it is for that universe of people.

#marwospeaking #The following tags are a rant. please skip if you are not interested in reading a whole rant #to be clear. actual real life ygo sure. you can call that a children's card game (even if card game is just easier anyway)#but. in universe you Would Not call it a children's card game. not even sure you'd call it a game at that point #ygo worldbuilding fascinates on different levels. and to be honest this thought came to be via the abridged Shun compilation video #because he does mention children's card game (paraphrased) often earlier on in reference to in-universe duel monsters #but. for some people it literally defines if you die or not (Shun Was/Is In A War). for others it's your ticket to not go to jail because #you're too powerful to not be let off the hook (survival of the fittest kinda stuff really)#if you even dare not show up to a match. with crowds Equal To A Football/Soccer Championship. your family is in social ruins (Yusho)#these cards house spirits. and can be used for so many varied things between ending the world. starting the world. and coldblooded murder #and treating all of that as though its below a character. not because they're untouchable. but because of an age demographic #I feel misses a point about Arc V that I'm not sure I can quite articulate without sounding fully manic #in other series too! Synchro causes the world to end because it attracts some giant anti-synchro bois (meklords)#Numbers can either possess or take the form of someone's personal desires and feelings (Titanic Moth and Hope Harbinger are the same card)#(just different monsters because two different people used the exact card)#The God cards. the sacred beasts. the whole of GX's dimensional shenanigans and most definitely Yubel and Winged Kuriboh #Even in Vrains. which is very mild compared to the previous 3 installments. its still baked in their society. Its just aggregated #into cyberspace. That's not mentioning the Tortures that revolved around duelling to train AIs on children's brains so you could have..#.. cyber immortality. and then you choose to kill the AIs that you see as like children to you - mentioned directly to your biological son #ANYWAY. tldr. Having an in-universe character calling Duel Monsters a children's card game outside of DM specifically is a fundamental..#.. misunderstanding of how important it socially is in-universe. and it'd be much more understandable for someone whose life isn't dictated #by how well he can play it to say anything along the lines of 'its beneath me!!' than fuckign Kurosaki Shun are you kidding me.#We won't make an actual point at how the social lives of people don't seem to be solved by talking as much as duelling. no. we'll say..#.. its for children so we can point and laugh at how weird it is!! Buddy I Have Fallen Asleep.#in other news exploring the navigation of a world where talking out problems would be weird without a duel to communicate should be..#.. done way more often. This world is as anti-talk no jutsu as much as it is very pro-punch no jutsu.#arc v #< because part of this was inspired off of some of Shun's abridged lines early on

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synthshenanigans · 7 months ago

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there’s one on here currently and they’re bringing back up old controversy (jashshipping)

Yeaa I saw that. They also seem to post a bunch of CJ related things, so I might make the daily photos one since there isn't one for just CJ screenshots/photos

#im gonna be a fait bit busy today so I cant make it rn #also wont be making it tomorrow as there's another strike happening then [ill make a post on that later too btw]#but i want there to be an account just of stuff from the vids or of the ones he posts on twitter #as for the shipping thing #i wish ppl wouldn't be so rude with things sometimes man #my stance is basically the same as CJs. interpret it however you'd like just don't show it to ppl who are uncomfortable with it #also don't harass or be a dick to people who do or don't ship it #im glad it died down since then at least & that there's not a bunch of hate going around #this fandom is simultaneously really nice to be in & also really draining sometimes #tho it definitely isn't the worse. ive been in a lot of ones that are a LOT worse than here. big & small #place is actually quite nice mostly. despite some things that deserve needing to be called out [like some of the ableism toward Heart]#I think things would be a lot better if people just let others do their own thing. as long as its not like. fuckin illegal or offense #or against CJs boundaries. just let others vibe out in there own corner #ain't that what we all said when TH purists complain about CJs covers? No ones forcing you to consume the content. is all good #just stay where you're comfortable! if anyone's forcing you to look at their stuff then they're the issue. and that goes both ways #again just listen to what the guy said. don't show it to people that don't like it. don't harass people who do it don't like it. an like #just be groovy #sorry for the rant this has just been on my mind for months now #im generally very neutral on things but i hate everyone just yellin at each other when there doesn't need to be yelling in the first place #again this place is hell of a lot better than other spaces ive been in #its a main reason this is the first fandom I've actively participated a shit ton in #im actually using discord & talking [a bit] to other ppl for once lol #idk man i like it here. Just don't make a reason for people not to like it here #again apologies for the rant op. this has just been on my mind for some time & i really don't want shit being blown up again #also apologize if anythins spelled wrong or sounds like nonsense #shitty keyboard + dyslexia + not being able to edit tags can make dumb results lol #moss rants #[atlas asks]

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blueberry-ash · 2 years ago

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Every time someone ends a sentence with /hj my brain just goes handjob?? Which sure does something to the tone of what they're trying to say, lemme tell you.

#you'd think it'd go away after multiple cases of this happening #but honestly i just don't think tone indicators work well with the way my brain parses information?#all of them sound like someone's just slammed the brakes on too fast #and then i have to backtrack to reassess what i just read #which is weird because i've adapted just fine to a whole stack of other internet-only communication choices!#i really need a ramblings tag #about me

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icameasiam · 5 days ago

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ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃᵗⁱᶜ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᶜᵃᵗᵃᵗᵒⁿⁱᶜ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ — ᵗᵃᵍ ᵈʳᵒᵖ

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acourtofquestions · 2 months ago

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Kingdom of Ash Chapter 4 (annotated highlights of quotes):

Manon wouldn't break her promise. She might be the disowned Heir of the Blackbeak Clan, might now command only a dozen witches, but she could still hold true to her word. So she'd find the Crochans. Convince them to fly into battle with the Thirteen. With her. Their last living Crochan Queen. Even if it led them all straight into the Darkness's embrace. would the Thirteen.

"What will you say," Asterin mused, "when we find the Crochans?" — A child not of war, but of peace. But those were foreign words on her tongue. Love. Peace. — She said, "I'll ask the Crochans not to shoot, I suppose." Asterin's mouth twitched toward a smile. "I meant about who you are."

"We will follow you, Manon," Asterin said softly. Manon turned to her cousin. "Do I deserve that honor?"

Asterin's mouth pressed into a tight line. The slight bump on her nose—Manon had given her that. She'd broken it in the Omega's mess hall for brawling with mouthy Yellowlegs. Asterin had never once complained about it. Had seemed to wear the reminder of the beating Manon bestowed like a badge of pride.

"Only you can decide if you deserve it, Manon."

Manon let the words settle as she shifted her gaze to the western horizon. Perhaps she'd deserve that honor if she succeeded in bringing them back to a home they'd never set eyes on. If they survived this war and all the terrible things they must do before it was over.

She had been willing to yield everything to save Terrasen, to save all of them. He could do nothing less. Aelin certainly had more to lose. A mate and husband who loved her. A court who'd follow her into hell. A kingdom long awaiting her return.

"You'll still have to learn for yourself what is truth and what is lie."

#read with me #read along #first read #no spoilers please #KoA spoilers #KoA #Kingdom of Ash #SJM #Sarah J. Maas #reading updates KoA catch up almost #more quotes and chapter notes in tags #the sun and the dark and what better not be foreshadowing cause I love our witch queen #the last living chronchan queen — sounds like a book in itself #what will you say? who you really are. Rhiannon. the last living chrochan queen. Sorscha or the world. not a whisper of aelin. the fools li #& more Vesta & Fallon & Abraxos with his mate & Dorian training with the 13 & learning fire & who they really are #a child not of war but of peace #he talks to Gavin and learns Elena’s price and more firey tricks #The words of a reckless arrogant boy. Do you think you are the only one who has endured loss?#You'd delude yourself about the path ahead yet you served the god of truth.#it’s giving bone carved and deals with gods vibes and I’m nervous #And yet your own fear of loss makes you choose one woman over the fate of the world.#She had been willing to yield everything to save Terrasen to save all of them. … but you do not yield?#All he had was an unmarked grave for a healer no one would remember a broken empire and a shattered castle. Dorian closed his eyes #If you had the choice-your woman or Erilea—would you have chosen any differently?#Please help me save my friends. Help me make it right.#the truth telling sword Damaris ice and flame #the path will find you here… the all seeing one?#Am I human?#Manon & Dorian perspectived chapter #and why is it spelling carver and chronchan this isn’t kronks new groove but I can’t fight it lol

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reinemichele · 3 months ago

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⚠ Flashing lights warning !

Translation is a mix of both of these with my edits

"I can't cry..." That hyped-up movie that will "leave you in tears" Didn't move my tear ducts an inch "The world's tastes are weird, aren't they?" There's no way I can blurt that My heart's so dry that it feels like it'll crack "Touched hearts and left the entirety of America sobbing" Projecting onto all these heroine "Not at all!" "So dashing!" "The wild blue!" A cliched ending "Touched hearts and left the entirety of America sobbing" Somebody, please, make my eyes tear up...! Pushy, forced sympathy— it seems like if you don't go along with it, it'll be your loss Just one life per person, and just one emotion per person, too Telepathy? No one gets it And even if I got fed up with the constant peddling And run away, I'd become lonely! YES WE, YES WE I can't join in with you guys, oh yeah YES WE, YES WE By the way... Who exactly are "we"? Since when have I been pushed around by "showing sympathy" Trying to force a reaction from my tear ducts? "It's just the way the world is, right?" No way, that's twisted... I guess that's just how I see it We can't be saved with that kind of cheap sympathy When life gets complicated, so do our feelings— There's way too little delicacy in an "equal temperament" If I felt seriously threatened and wound up pushed Out of the group, I'd be lonely! YES WE, YES WE I can't join in with this "we," oh yeah YES WE, YES WE By the way... Who exactly are you guys? Pushy, forced sympathy— it seems like if you don't go along with it, it'll be your loss Just one life per person, and just one emotion per person, too Telepathy? No one gets it It'll be my win if I can honestly tell them That I'm not giving into their constant peddling YES WE, YES WE I can't join in with you guys, oh yeah YES WE, YES WE Let something original impact you enough to cry

#video #erin talks #erin's music rec tag #(comes out of multiple translations covered in blood) damn these lyrics have hands #I decided to go with 'tear ducts' bc it sounds less weird but I want you to know the lyrics specifically say 涙腺 (lacrimal glands)#like in the same hyperbolic way you'd say something shattered your heart but in the opposite sense #anyway I was kinda lukewarm on this song when it came out #bc the lyrics are kinda clunky & the official translation made it worse #it wasn't until this specific performance that I heard the rhythm of the crowd cheering between 泣けないぜ泣けないぜ #and when everyone parsed the awkward lyrics we were all like #ohhh okay this is like a teenager having a crisis over smth that's completely arbitrary in the end (being self-conscious #of your reaction to smth being different than your friends)#also . love posting things to my own blog . bc I can say these outfits are fucking Horrible

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the-acid-pear · 5 months ago

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Why did my cooking dream get hijacked by my brain making a William Afton oc and au what was that about.

#luly talks #my dreams #I'll peace like i can recollect it was weird #bc it literally was ME BUYING GROCERIES W MY DAD but then the line between when we ended and Michael and William started blurred #i remember the grocery store very well also bc it was very similar to the one i go always to but smaller and more sepia #it was dark for a grocery store like it was just letting sunlight in #pears were half off like some black friday offer so all the products were suuuper cheap #i saw one bottle of milky pear juice for like 1k. and the same w these 4 stacks of frozen waffles who were like 1070.#or this bottle of pear pancake mixture that had 2 or 4 lts #it was kind of when i went away that thr lines started blurring so let me tell you what i remember about this Afton:#he didnt seem. murderous. he was grocery shopping w his kid for fuck's sake 😭 i think he was even sitting somewhere while i ran back and #forth taken aback by these offers? like kinda dismissive at best #uh. Henry was brought up believe it or not. it was like... they broke up or something? like he was kinda upset about the mention but like #in a i dont want to explain why im not with him rn sort of way #very insecure he seemed. like he run into this woman who might've been someone but idk who was whom asked sbout henry and bro was SWEATING #you'd say dream william was a fucking loser he just got locked in thinking like what do i say and HOW do i say it #to make it sound casual but also not weird.#bc on top of all he also seemed to have some weird gender things going on bc he first instinct when trying to explain himself to the woman #(who i cannot stress enough was super friendly like a fucking neighbor or something just going hey hi! hows da family? ^_^)#was to refer to them both as girls as this jokey comradery Let's Ignore The Topic thing before going No That's Bad I Can't Say That #this whole internal monologue in my dream happened in a sort of comic panel thing btw where shit went from these warm browns and greens and #shit from the grocery store to jarring black and whites and reds as William tried to have a straight thought #looks wise unfortunately not a lot going on.though considering this was literally my dream getting turned over can we say my Afton is argie #something something my turn stealing from them etc etc or whatever #uh. brown hair. but not too dark. it was greying and that was making it lighter. also very angular face as you'd expect #high cheekbones pretty eyebrows no facial hair. hair was a bit longuish tho? like a messy ear length maybe?#he had a button up w buttons lose bc it's so hot and humid rn also sunglasses which i know 100% was influenced bc the last design i rbed #a little.before napping #also he had age makes too though his age was most visible in his scrawny long exposed neck #me/mike change was minimal bc we're both pale and brunette hit tag limit so hope y'all like my brain's oc i guess 😭

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silverskyeline · 3 months ago

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'look at me' 18+

oneshot - logan can't fuck like he used to, but you don't care. you get on top, gladly taking care of him in return. (2k words) pairing - logan howlett (logan 2017) x gn!reader tags: pre-established relationship, doggy style, penetration, dom!logan, reader rides logan, filthy talking logan, he talks you through it, rough, praise kink, cursing, mutual orgasm, choking, 'use your words', unprotected sex, creampie, sweet ending

logan can't keep up like he used to, but he still fucks you like a man possessed when he's able, like a rabid animal - hips bucking, muscles flexing, baring his teeth as he takes you.

his rough, calloused and scarred hands grip your waist, contrasting against your soft skin. that veiny length makes quick work of your needy hole, just like you wanted.

moments before, you'd teased him for the tent in his blue jeans. logan had cocked a smirk, that same signature smirk that always renders you weak at the knees as he began unbuckling his belt, taking his sweet time. you would wait, he knew you'd wait, you were good for him like that. the distinct sound of the clinking metal and the unsheathing of leather caused a shiver to run down your spine, a throbbing in your core. you needed him just as much as he needed you.

.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.

it wasn't fair, how he could tell as soon as he entered a room just how much you wanted him. he could smell it, smell your arousal clear as day, he'd teased you about it so many times. the scent fills his mind every time, makes his cock twitch in his boxers, the need to have you almost overwhelming.

your soft wanting moans drift to his ears, one of his palms sliding up to the base of your spine as he keeps you firmly bent over on the bed, fucking into you with purpose. rough grunting spills from his lips, your head turning to catch his eye, watching as beads of sweat form on his forehead. chest rising and falling, logan grits his teeth.

"this what you wanted, huh?" he grunts, his sentence punctuated with a particularly harsh thrust that knocks the wind from both of you, "you wanted my cock? hm? just couldn't fuckin' help but tease and tease. . ."

you whine, gripping the sheets in front of you as the room fills with the lewd sound of skin on skin. he always liked it rough, plus - you'd known logan long enough to know how he liked to channel his anger into sex. and he was fucking good at it. you'd take it, again and again, as harsh as he wanted to give. because you knew that as soon as you were done, he'd be scrambling to pepper soft kisses along your neck, praising you for how good you'd been for him.

his thrusts falter, and you reach back to take his wrist in your hand in a comforting gesture. the harsh panting tells you all you need to know, his grip on you fading. but it's alright, you know how to take care of him, too. you tug at his wrist and after a brief moment of hesitation, he pulls out and lays beside you, looking almost defeated.

your hips find their home atop his and you nestle against him, slowly grinding back and forth on his length. his hands immediately search for your thighs, pawing at the flesh as he looks up at you. you drink in his expression, the way he's looking at you through his heavy eyelids, his scarred, sweaty bare chest rising and falling harshly.

"let me take care of you. . ." you whisper, your hands sliding up across the feverish skin on his chest, threading through the hair that grows there.

he licks his lips, attempting to protest "but i-"

"shhhh. . ." you shake your head, inching upwards to brush his leaking tip against your entrance and he hisses at the contact, "i said let me take care of you. . ."

you sink down on his cock, gasping as he fills you once more - at this point, you've memorised every vein on that thing. you love how he fills you so completely, how you almost, almost struggle to take him in all the way.

"fuck. . ." he huffs, his eyes fluttering shut as he grasps your thighs, sinking into the bed. he hates it, hates how fucking tired he gets nowadays. but damn if you don't look like the prettiest little thing bouncing on his cock like that.

and you want to comfort him, to let him know that it's okay. you'd ride him every night if he'd let you, but he always insists that he can do it, that he can still go as hard and as fast as he used to all those years ago. fast or slow, it didn't bother you, as long as you had logan, you'd be happy, content with even a passing glance from him in your direction.

"look so pretty up there. . ." he coos breathlessly, watching you bounce, his hand snaking up to rest on your stomach as he admires you.

you moan, tilting your head back - and he groans in response, dick twitching desperately, aching to fill you as his hips buck against your movements. he loves watching you ride him like this, watching as you take control, set the pace you want.

the rough hand on your stomach drifts upwards, finding its home around your neck, gently still. but even the soft grip has you reeling, gripping his wrist. you know he still wants to feel some control, that it wasn't because he was losing energy that he was on his back, no. . . it was a choice.

and you indulge him, working down over his cock with your tight hole, clamping around him as your hips meet his over and over. he's groaning, grumbling, eyes fluttering shut as he's lost in the way you take him.

"logan, look at me. . ." you whisper pleadingly, nails digging into his chest, fingertips tracing across the scars there.

immediately his eyes open to lock onto yours, and when he sees you? fuck, he needs more. he uses his grip on your throat to pull you down into a deep kiss, breathing heavily through his nose as his tongue delves into your mouth. you love how much more experienced he is than you, how he makes quick work of you every fucking time, has you a mess for him, opening up to him in every way you can.

"yeah. . . that's it. . ." he grumbles against your lips, kissing you with a fierce passion that borders on animalistic between words, "keep workin' that cock, keep bouncin', you're doin' so well."

you clench around him at those very words, unable to even think straight with his tongue shoved into your mouth and his cock stuffed deep inside you. he's taking you in every way you'll give yourself to him. even with him on his back and with half his energy he's still able to have you squirming.

and the praise, the fucking praise. logan knows just how to talk to you to make you melt. he'll fuck you roughly, desperately pumping his dick into you whilst whispering that you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen into your ear. he'll have you split in half with his thick arms hooked around your legs whilst telling you that you're so good for him, calling you sweet pet names that contrast his rough movements.

that voice of his, gravely, deep, rumbling. you can't think straight when he talks to you this way.

"such a sweet little thing," he groans, his hand on your thigh snaking around to give your ass a quick slap before grabbing a handful. light work for him considering the size of his hands - don't even get him started on what he likes to do with those. . .

you call his name, whimpering against his lips as you try to keep up with his kisses all while riding him. your mind is blank, slamming your hips down against him as he bucks up, meeting your thrusts - sending him deeper and deeper.

his hand on your neck traces along your skin to grip the back of your head, feeling as his digits spread across your scalp. "fuuuuuck," he groans, "can feel how tight you are, you're gonna cum, huh?" logan asks, though it's less of a question and more of a statement. he knows your body better than you do.

you nod, whimpering pathetically, inches from his lips.

eyes darting from your mouth, up into your gaze, he grins, "use your words, c'mon. i asked you a question."

"yes logan, yes, fuck- i'm gonna cum!" you cry out, tilting your hips as you chase that high he wants to give you.

with his mouth open, he pants, watching you above him with a keen fascination as your face contorts in pleasure. slowly, a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. his favourite thing in the world is to watch you come undone around him, the way your eyes roll back, your pulse quickening under his fingertips.

"c'mon, c'mon, c'mon. . ." he growls, rutting into you from below, feeling as you spasm around his hard, girthy length, "if you cum, i'll cum nice and deep inside you, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"logan. . ." you whine, a clear yes. your head dips down to press against his shoulder, unable to keep yourself upright with the intensity of it all.

he chuckles and it's like music to your ears, loving those rare little noises of his - treasuring the sounds he makes while enjoying you.

both hands are back on your hips now, guiding you, slamming you down onto him as you gasp with each thrust, "c'mon. . . give me what i want, what we both want - make a mess for me."

his words hit you like a command, a call to arms - you will cum for him, make a mess of him and his sheets. you're calling his name into the skin of his neck as you cry out, feeling the orgasm beginning to tear through you.

and he can feel it, feel how you convulse and clamp down on his dick, causing him to gasp. he's moaning, groaning, words catching at the back of his throat as he tries to continue to talk you through it - but he can't. you're fucking him too good, he's gonna cum too.

ropes and ropes of white hot cum fill you, pushed deeper and deeper by his faltering thrusts as his dick twitches with each spray. you gasp, writhing against him as he holds you firmly in place, pulling you down one last time and holding you there as he empties into you completely.

you're whimpering, whining, body jerking as the intensity increases as you roll your hips, riding out the last of your orgasm until you're both left a panting, sweaty mess.

"holy fuck. . ." he whispers into the air, closing his eyes to centre himself, world spinning.

meanwhile, you can't even talk, can't even think about forming words, mind instead occupied with feeling his hot cum dripping out of you.

logan pets the back of your head, stroking your hair gently in an attempt to help you come back into the moment. he wants to thank you, but that's never been his strong suit. instead, he kisses the crown of your head, peppering kisses down along your forehead as he hooks his thumb and forefinger under your chin to bring your face closer to his.

he looks into your hazy, exhausted eyes, his own gaze full of love and appreciation. this is what he lives for - watching you bathe in the afterglow, being lucky enough to look into your eyes every day, being blessed enough to have you here like this.

you greet him with a sleepy, almost bashful smile.

he smiles too, and god, butterflies blossom deep within your stomach. you love him, you love him tired, you love him angry, you love him grumpy, you love him on his back, on top - whatever, you just love him.

"you're too good for me," he whispers as his lips find your forehead once more.

you know those words are his way of saying thanks, but you shake your head in protest, "stop that, not another word."

logan looks into your eyes, really looks at you, those soft hazel hues meeting your gaze. he simply smiles in silence as his hand drifts to your cheek.

the room falls into a comfortable silence, and you wonder how logan ever let you this close. but you don't care, all you care about is taking care of him.

and you will, for as long as he lets you.

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