#there are lots of...questionable songs made

[starsandsuch]

Some notes on Chitra 💎🍡🐅

The 14th Nakshatra. It’s ruled by Mars and is the bridge between sidereal Virgo and Libra. Being contained between 23.20 degrees Virgo and 6.40 degrees Libra.

Deity: Tvastar the celestial architect

Their symbol is a Jewel/Pearl. Some sources would say it’s symbolized as a diamond as well. Their yoni is a female tiger.

This can apply to Sun, moon, Ascendant, lagnesh or Atmakaraka in Chitra. Honorable mention ketu in Chitra.

Here are some observations I’ve made about them:

↠ They look good on camera.

↠ Usually have thick defined eyebrows.

↠ They’re one to obsess over their appearance in a very thorough way.

↠ They have round eyes that look glossy like marbles. Their face is heart shaped.

↠ At a certain point they learn people like looking at them; as many find them physically attractive. They’re not one hide away from that gaze of others, but embrace the attention that comes with being attractive.

↠ They love attention and being the center of things.

↠ They hate having body hair. Many opt to getting laser: permanent hair removal. Ironically enough a lot of them tend to be genetically very hairy.

↠ Even Chitra men hate having body hair. My Chitra guy friend used to shave his legs and I thought it way so weird for a (straight) guy to do that??.😭

↠ Chitra women are thicc. They usually have full hips and big butt.

↠ Fun fact: when I used to do astrology readings , I offered a reading where I’d describe your physical appearance based on your birth chart , and literally every single person who bought that reading had Chitra Sun, moon or ascendant. Mainly ascendant though.

↠ They are good at orchestrating drama. They highkey love drama.

↠ They live for controversy/ creating controversy

↠ Being the conductor of the drama then being the one to try to fix it , is a classic Chitra trope to me.

↠ They actually have a masterful talent of orchestration of drama but never get caught or blamed for it.

↠ They know how to be manipulative of social narratives. They know how to act or say things in order to get a certain reaction from others.

↠ This why they make good lawyers, bc during prosecution you have to make the defendant person look guilty through power of suggestion & insinuation. And put that seed of doubt in the jury’s mind based on their line of questioning. Basically indirectly accusing them without saying it directly.

↠ They’re naturally passive aggressive. They can display the mask of cordiality but secretly plot of someone’s downfall.

↠ They can poke and prod people to get an emotional or angry emotion out of them.

↠ A lot of them are very critical and judgmental. They can be judgmental towards family members especially.

↠ One thing I’ve see with Chitra that no one ever talks about is how good they are at predicting social trends. They usually know about /do something a few years before it’s popular.

↠ I sense they’re good at trend forecasting since Libra naturally has Aquarius in their 5th house. 5th house= talents, Aquarius= the future. So they have a talent for predicting the future.

↠ Two examples of this:

↠ #1 Kim Kardashian (who has Chitra Sun) and her affinity for social media was ahead of its time. Her long-hair-bbl-aesthetic was arguably the first prototype in the copy paste look you see on Instagram.

↠ Also when I watched KUWTK , in a 2012 episode she had a selfie book, and would take selfies with a mini LED light attached to her DSLR camera. Now it’s the norm to have mini lighting equipment in your purse. But she had that even before iPhones were that mainstream.

↠ #2 Soulja Boy (who has Chitra moon) is a known pioneer with music artists/social media. He was one of the 1st to have an online image as a rapper / go viral /have a viral dance for a hit song etc. Basically that formula is the mainstream strategy for success in the music industry in present day. But he did all that in like 2008 before iPhones/IG/tiktok etc.

↠ They will thrive in any career where you have to curate the aesthetics of something. Being a stylist, decorator, image consultant are all very Chitra-like.

↠ These natives are good at making money. Any Chitra person I’ve known IRL is good at money management or they are wealthy. 💰

↠ They’re good at party planning or event planning.

↠ I’ve also seen this be a successful social media influencer Nakshatra. They will post on socials and in a relatively “short” time gain a lot of engagement/followers etc.

↠ They seem to be always on the pulse of social trends/ pop culture etc

↠ They love dressing up as different personas, they are good at impersonating people. They like to personify different cultures through their aesthetic.

↠ They attract very aggressive people as partners.

↠ Libra naturally has their 7th house in Aries so they attract people with Martian energy. Aggressive, straightforward, blunt, controlling.

↠ They have a spouse that is a different ethnicity than them. Likely to be in an interracial relationship.

↠ A lot of them are very intelligent and get high marks in school, some even be valedictorian, magna cumlaude, summa cumlaude etc.

↠ Many get involved in politics or law.

↠ They are social climbers

↠ They love to argue.

↠ The especially like bantering. They’ll be sports commentators, podcaster, fashion critic, pop culture critic, etc.

↠ They get over things quickly. They don’t dwell on the past and let that hold them back from future endeavors. They’re always trying to achieve something new.

[totallybakedcake]

Kiss me instead!!

Sypnosis: How making a journal page turned into something more

"What the hell are you even doing?"

Megumi questioned you as you were making a lyrics page in your journal. That wasn't weird, but what was that you were putting on lipstick, kissing the page, and then repeating it over and over again till the page was covered in lipstick stains?

"Gumi, it's just so aesthetic! See, it looks so nice and makes the lyrics pop. The song is even called I like the way you kiss me." You spoke nonchalantly, trying to get Megumi jealous.

"It's stupid," he says, coming closer to you and sitting on the couch.

"Why though?" You say, a small smile creping up to your lips as the distance between you both closes.

"Because you can kiss me with lipstick on instead of on a page with meaningless lyrics." He says, his face betraying the act of being cool.

"Fine then, gumi."

"Name, what you are doing is concerning me a little." Yuta said, trying to hide the jealousy. Why were you placing kisses in your journal while he didn't get a single one today?

"Yu-yu, come here. It looks so nice. I will definitely try this idea out in the future." You said, just patiently waiting until Yuta finally starts kissing you.

I have to do something...If (name) thinks it's okay to do this, then maybe she will kiss me less and eventually fall out of love. If that happens, I'll die!

He quickly bends down, grabbing your face and leaning down to kiss you. He needed to make you understand that this can't be happening.

"N-name, don't place your kisses on the paper, okay? I am here to take them all.

Proceeds to kiss you so much that it leaves your lips swollen and breathless.

"Honey, am I not a good kisser?" Yuji asks nervously, his fingers fidgeting and him not able to make eye contact with you.

"Why, Yuji, You are the best kisser ever. What makes you think you are not?" Worry eitches on your face, trying to think what made him so upset.

"Well, I saw you place kisses on the paper. It made me think I was not a good kisser and made you do that." Yuji says, pointing to your journal.

"Oh no, no, no, baby. It was just a page I did for fun, if it makes you upset. I will rip it off and not do it again."

"Well, if that's not the case, can I have a kiss?'

"Sure thing."

NEED to get out of writer's block. Just re-watched Jujutsu Kaisen 0 for the third time. (I know I am crazy but I LOVE YUTA) Just trying to make my heart better because NONE of my favourite jjk fanfiction authors are uploading.

OK so I had finished this fic during December, even the little note for my writer's ranting and added the tags in general saving this fic for some sort of jujutsu kaisen fluff event I wanted to do BUT it was new year, I haven't uploaded any fic since 2 months or 3 months so just thought of uploading it on January 1st to you know wish everyone happy new year 🎉

As for my writer's block, it is kinda gone, have lots of drafts and ideas going around.

Happy new year to everyone!!

[ryoshiwaah]

⋆🐾° Kitties and Kisses ⋆˚࿔

Warnings: established relationship, kisses and nothing else!

Genre: super extra fluff written with a pink glitter keyboard.

Pairing: Kang Haerin x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Haerin missed you cat more than you, but that doesn't mean your safe from her cute attacks.

Words count: 1.3k

a/n: This is the best work I've done so far since I put a lot of effort into it, I hope you enjoy and tjank you for 30 followers!!! I love you guys soooooooo much 🫶🫶🫶.

Driiin!

The sound of the doorbell rang through the living room, reverberating into the kitchen catching not only your attention but also Yoon’s. The kitty was sleeping next to his bowl, all curled up in a cute ball of fur.

Deciding to put aside your sandwich, leaving it on the counter unsupervised, you walked to the door not wanting to keep your guest waiting.

Once it opened you were met with the sight of your girlfriend, Haerin.

She didn’t give you the time to greet her that her arms were around you - now, she wasn’t the type to show you love through physical contact, but sometimes you’d get “hug-attacked”. 

Naturally, almost like they had a will of their own, your arms wrapped around Haerin giving her body a little squeeze.

“Hi to you too, baby.” You said after a moment of silence.

“Hm, hi.” She hummed, finally looking up to face you.

“How was the photoshoot?” While asking the question you moved your foot enough to push the front door forward, successfully closing it.

You two didn’t pull away from each other, the familiar warmth of the embrace, Haerin’s soft but intense perfume filling your nostrils and the sunlight making her irises look like honey. If you could have framed the moment, you would've done it in a heartbeat.

“Good, but I saw a cat on my way home and decided to come here.” She spoke in a low tone “I missed Yoon.”

A dramatic gasp left your lips, how could your girlfriend come over only to see your cat?!

“Yoon? Not me, your girlfriend of 2 years??” 

The exaggerated, betrayed tone made her let out a giggle and you swore you wanted to drop your act: it didn’t matter how many times you heard the sound, it had a massive choke hold on you – like one of those songs’ intro you hear once and think 'What was I even listening before this?'.

Haerin’s laugh was the intro to your favorite song, her words.

“I come over to see you everyday, don’t you think Yoon is a bit jealous?” She teased, now pulling away to hang her coat on the hanger next to the door.

That sentence made you pout and cross your arms

“Maybe he needs to find a girlfriend and learn to not steal mine.”

“You’re kind enough to share.” She teased again, now making her way to the kitchen. You followed suit, just like a puppy.

“I can share everything but y–” The words stopped in your throat once you reached the room, almost bumping into Haerin as you stopped walking.

“MY SANDWICH!”

The yell made not only your girlfriend, but also your kitty jump. He quickly sprinted away from the crime scene with a slice of ham in his mouth.

“You startled him…And me.” Haerin mumbled but followed you to the counter, a hand on your shoulder.

“Not only did he steal my girlfriend, he even stole my precious sandwich!” Your tone was dramatic but there was really no bite to it. After all, Yoon was your love just as much as Haerin.

“It was a slice of ham, love, I’m sure you can get another.” 

‘Love’. This girl was making you melt with every word spoken, and how her hand was now on your back, caressing it in a reassuring way.

“Goddammit you’re so adorable” You grabbed her cheeks, squishing them. In return the latter grinned, her eyes closing while her cheeks slowly became rosy.

“Yah– Y/n!” She tried to wiggle away but eventually stopped struggling when your lips touched her cheek, the loud ‘mwah’ sound making her smile even more. “Come onnnn, I want a kiss.” You whined, not liking how she presented her cheek when you were about to kiss her.

“You scared Yoon, I can’t forgive you like that.” Haerin said while leaning down to pick up the feline in her arms. “But he ruined my sandwich.” Words that fell to deaf ears because your girlfriend had no intention of letting the mischievous – but absolutely adorable – cat go. She started kissing his head and in that moment you wished of being born a cat, specifically Yoon.

Things got worse when he started purring, capturing Haerin’s heart even more and making you let out a huff of frustration: that little punk was doing it on purpose.

Staring at the pair became boring soon so you just gave up dropping your annoyed attitude. Haerin held Yoon closer to her, sniffing him. 

“He smells good.” She whispered, and thank God you were used to her low tone of voice or else you wouldn’t have been able to hear her. 

“I recently bathed him, not the best day of his life.”

“He smells like you.”

“Huh? Thanks, i guess–”

Her little weird comments never failed to leave you confused and speechless, in a good way.

“That’s me saying you smell good.”

Idiot, how could you not understand?

“Aww, thank you baby. Does that mean I get a kiss?”

“No.” She responded, her eyes now visible behind Yoon’s huge, fluffy face. You noticed how the shape resembled one of a cat’s, actually, her whole behaviour was really feline-like.

The realization that you might have accidentally adopted another cat struck you, making you laugh louder than intended.

“What’s so funny?” Haerin asked with a confused expression, her head tilting ever so slightly. Her inquisitive and intense gaze on your grinning face.

“Sorry, you two looked so alike.” 

“Me and…Yoon?” She looked down at the cat, even more confused at first then she smiled – that pretty, amazing, beautiful, breathtaking, adorable smile.

Nodding, you got closer to the two and gently caressed his fur, the kitty nuzzling your hand purring again. “You stained him with lipstick, Hae.” You scoffed, slightly annoyed since Yoon and water had a bad relationship, you could only imagine the difficulty of cleaning those stains.

“Oh? Sorry.” She apologized, but the mischievous smirk on her lips already told you that she wasn’t sorry at all. Instead of trying to clean the poor cat, she got on her tippy toes and gave your cheek a stolen kiss.

You gasped “Hey!” rubbing the point she kissed while trying to get away from her, your cheek was now red from Haerin’s smeared lipstick. You backed up knowing what awaited you.

“I’m giving you the kiss you wanted.” Your girlfriend laughed, leaving Yoon on the ground. “Now come here.” 

“NO! Leave me alone!” 

You ran away, heavy steps thudding on the tiles of the kitchen, to the wood floor of the living room. Your arms reached for a pillow on the couch to try and protect yourself from your evil girlfriend.

However, it was too late, she wrapped her arms around your hips as she crushed her lips against your face; other than leaving a visible mark, she made you lose your balance and you both fell on the couch which creaked.

You let out a groan, the pillow now abandoned on the floor and used by Yoon as a bed, the little guy was very tiny and very interested into watching your downfall.

Haerin took advantage of your distraction to finally kiss you, first on your lips, then on your nose, forehead, temples – There wasn’t a single inch of your face that wasn’t marked by Haerin’s lipstick.

After what felt like an eternity she pulled back, straddling your lap to admire her handiwork. A hand snaked up to brush away some of your messy hair and you could only look up at her stupidly adorable grinning face.

“Happy now?” You asked, earning a chuckle from the other girl.

“I should be the one asking that, you got all the affection you wanted.”

That was true, even though your face was stained, it felt good to have her kiss you so much and now that it was over you were already yearning for more.

“Hmmmm...” You thought “I think it’s not enough.”

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[loserlvrss]

.. 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 & 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐘 ( 한.𝐇𝐉 )

( 一月 ). ──junhan moves a lot when you do his nails, but maybe it was on purpose. 한형준 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, fluff warn. language, petnames wc : 607HUN 노트 dedicated to mei ꣑ৎ ty for beta :3

You pried his fingers apart, earning a laugh. Then you groaned in response to his amusement at your struggling. He was touching his phone, and you were scared that the dark polish would transfer onto places it shouldn’t be. However, Hyeongjun didn’t mind much as long as it got him more time with you. 

“Baby,” You whined, almost annoyed, but not really, “Stop moving too much.”

“I’m just trying to change the song,” He replied, “I know you wanna listen to Lana.” 

You smiled slightly, trying to hide it—you loved having an attentive boyfriend who heard you singing Brooklyn Baby earlier. “You changed it two songs ago,” You commented, though not complaining anymore as the familiar guitar strings started to echo. “You just want to hear me sing, well, my boyfriend’s in a band again, don’t you?” 

He stopped moving, and you focused on precisely following the shape of his nail-bed with the brush. He watched for a moment before speaking up, “yeah, actually, I do.”

You recalled listening to the song when you were younger, always dreaming of having a boyfriend in a band—pathetically, and a little, clichely—or one that, at least, played an instrument. The movies made it look so romantic, and you envied the preppy girl who always got the guy in the end.

You couldn’t help having a type.

“Oh-oh!” He moved his hand away, the brush swiping against his cuticle. “Look what I learned!”

You protested his excitement with irritation, “Wait a sec—Jun,” However he didn’t stop, applicator wand hanging pathetically in the air as you stared up at him, “Hyeongjun, you’re like a child who can’t sit still…which is ironic because I literally barely see you move.” You eyed him as you put said applicator back in the tiny glass jar, “If you’re just gonna keep making me mess up, I’m not gonna do them for you anymore.”

He paused getting up, mid-way in the air, his eyebrows coming together in the middle. “What? Why?” He mimicked being hurt, hands clutching the table. “You wouldn’t actually, right? Who would I—who would you match with then?”

“Stop moving then, baby,” He was right, you enjoyed matching; in more ways than just nails. “We could’ve been done by now.”

He pouted, and it finally hit you. He kept messing up his own nails because he didn’t want you to finish them quickly. You were his little sense of peace, the eye to his life that sometimes felt like a hurricane. He didn’t want you to close the glass jar because he didn’t want the moment to end, ever. He loved spending time with you even more than he did playing his guitar. He could spend hours on hours on hours getting scolded if it meant he got even five more minutes with you. He always dreaded the moment he had to leave you. And he knew you did too.

So, you both knew you’d let him use up all your nail polish remover, even if you fronted like you didn’t find it endearing.

In reality, you were lucky he liked matching his nails to yours, because you liked doing them, even if he (purposefully) moved a lot.

He didn’t heed the warnings of falling in love, but if you were the risk, then he was willing to take it.

“Hey, y/n,” He trailed off before sitting back down in the chair and outstretching his unfinished hand to you, “Do you think you could do my makeup next?”

You smiled at his question, “Only if you let me make you emo as hell, Junnie.”

He couldn’t help it, really, you were alluring and addicting.

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[ribbonbite]

I WISH YOU ROSES ₊♡₊˚ [FOLLY X READER]

she misses them so dearly

♡ gender neutral reader, hurt no comfort, song fic sort of?, poor folly can't catch a break, no happy ending sorry!, really vague cause of death ♡

notes!・₊✧ : made a fic for my beautiful girl because i rarely see them ooouu... anyways sorry if she's incredibly out of character 😔 i tried my best (also i know i put the reader as gn, however this MIGHT be doomed yuri...)

based off : "I Wish you Roses" by Kali Uchis

She despised when people would throw those awful red petals at her. The annoying players around her often threw them to be nice, but Folly always reacted negatively, even more than before. It was like these petals were greatly offensive to her. She would threaten to harm those who even dare to get close with the cone.

Folly would never explain why, though. She never stated the reason why these harmless red flowers made her so upset. Not until one day, when all of the people that once boarded the elevator left. All except for Wallter.

They were the only ones in the elevator at this point. The humming of the lift made everything worse, filling Folly's head with more agony. She started rubbing her forehead as to get the awful noise out of her mind.

"Folly?"

Wallter had interrupted the god awful noise, thank the lord. "Are you doing alright?"

He already knew the question he asked was useless. it was clear to him that she wasn't doing good at all. Her behavior had been so different recently.

As Folly continued to massage her temples, she took a deep breath, then sighed. "I'm alright." She replied, her voice shaking subtly. She normally looked into Wallter's eyes as they spoke, but this time, she was looking away as if ashamed.

"Hm, but it's very obvious you aren't okay." Wallter pointed out. "You seem to hate when others toss those pretty petals around. You're more violent then ever, I would say."

"I..." The mention of the petals made her stop. Folly removed her hand from her head, her expression unreadable. "I don't need to explain anything to you, Wallter." The concrete man frowned at her words. Crossing his arms, he spoke again.

"This isn't like you at all. What has happened?"

₊♡₊˚ ( ╥﹏╥ )・₊✧

"Hey Folly! Do you like flowers?"

The said woman looked over, a cheesy grin plastered across your face. It looked like you were planning something.

The both of you were relaxing in a forest, somewhere in the world where no one would bother you two. A strong smell of roses from the bushes nearby wafted through the air. Folly squinted her eye before looking back up at the bright red and blue sunset.

"They're weak. One swift of the hand and they're gone," She said. "Just like that."

"Hm, well you're gonna hate my gift then." You mumbled before sitting up from your laying position. You turned your back to her, fumbling around in the bag you brought along. "Where is it..."

She seemed confused at your actions but didn't say anything. Suddenly, with a loud 'Aha!', you turned to face her.

You were holding a flower crown made out of the roses that were nearby. "These flowers reminded me a lot of you so I thought I could make something out of them!"

Without warning, you placed it on the top of her beret. Or rather attempted to, as the crown was threatening to slip off. You giggled at the sight of Folly with a sloppily placed rose crown on her head. "You look nice with it!" You exclaimed.

She looked very unimpressed by both your gift and laughter. Deep down, however, she was grateful for all of it. It made her chest feel warm, her heart was pounding. Guess even a figure of hatred and malice could feel these emotions too.

"Hm..." Folly hummed, grabbing onto the crown gently yet firmly to inspect it. She glided her fingers across the soft petals. The vines still adorned a few leftover thorns you seemingly forgot to pluck off. The rose petals were a similar color to her, a bright crimson red. The crown was large enough to fit her head too. 'They put thought into this', she pondered. She began to get lost into the details.

"Do you like it?"

Your voice brought her back to reality. She looked at you for a moment before letting out her usual sinister laugh. "It's pretty, mortal... but its useless to me." She responded.

"So you DON'T like it?" You pouted slightly, a bit sad at her words. "Well, I guess if you don't like it, you can hand it ba-"

"No." The mere thought of handing the flower crown back when all of your hard work went into making it made Folly feel even more inclined to keep your gift. "I'll keep it... For now..."

With a big sigh of relief, you smiled. "I'm glad..." You grabbed the crown from her and set it aside before going in to wrap your arms around her larger frame.

"Please keep it forever." You muttered into her sweater. "Promise."

Folly normally hated when people hugged her, but you? You were the only person allowed to hold her. Your touch was soft and gentle, like a warm blanket.

With the sun setting even further into the horizon, this moment felt like a dream. She wanted it to last forever.

So then, how did it come to this?

Folly cursed whatever higher being was up there when she saw your lifeless body laying in that same spot just days later. You passed so suddenly. No one else knew what happened, it was so out of nowhere. It was like someone was playing a sick joke on her.

Weeks had passed since you were gone from this world. She stared at the rose crown in her hands, the last thing you gave her. "Please keep it forever" echoed in her head over and over again, your voice sounding so happy that she accepted your gift. Oh how she missed the sound of your voice.

Suddenly, a single tear had fallen onto one of the petals which deepened the color. Another tear came, then another, then more droplets. Folly rarely ever cried, and yet here she was, silently crying over the only thing she had of you. She missed you so immensely, it hurt.

From then on, the sight of red roses and petals made her sick. Her thoughts were only of you whenever she saw them, the sight of your body laying cold and still on the ground.

But even with her grief, Folly fulfilled her promise of keeping the roses forever. Occasionally, when no one else is in the elevator, she'll take it out of her pocket and inspect it. Though, one day she noticed the flowers starting to wilt, but she didn't care. All she could think of was you.

Folly never did moved past the mourning period, even years later with the dead flowers still in her pocket. But inside, she secretly wished that you were well, wherever you were.

[bookwyrminspiration]

hi there! working on something and i was wondering — do you by any chance have access to a list of all of kotlc’s unresolved plotlines? if not dw 🫶🫶 there are a lot lol

Hi! I'm not sure a list like that has been compiled before (and there's room for disagreement/interpretation) but I can try my hand at getting us started.

For the purpose of this list I'm thinking of them as yet unanswered questions. I'm not approaching this as unresolved plotlines as in the type of plot hole, since as I touched on here, the story isn't done so we can't truly have any. Anyway, they're listed in no particular order:

Elysian: What is it? Who is it?

Stellarlune: What is Lady Gisela's vision (and how does conjuring relate to it)? What exactly are Keefe's new powers? How is step 3 completed? What is Criterion?

Related, the Wrights: What, specifically, did Ethan study astrophysically? What did Gisela want from him? Where is Eleanor now?

Why/how did Prentice know to call swan song?

Secret identities: Mr. Forkle's, Blur's, Wraith's. Ruy, Umber, Trix.

Who/what are the Black Swan's Proxies?

What happened to Caprise Redek?

Pyrokinesis: Will the ban be lifted?

Talentless: Will their status be made equal?

What happened to Ro? This is connected to questions about Cadfael and the ogres' hierarchy/society, which Forkle thought were being targeted

Who is Sophie's biological father?

Does Sophie have any more abilities?

Trolls: How deep is their connection to Lady Gisela? Will they make another treaty? Will/how will they call on Sophie? What did Luzia do she regretted (might just be the troll experiments, might be more)?

Ruy: How is he after Tam's shadowflux attack? Why was he sent to Exillium?

What was Umber's backstory? What was Trix's?

What will become of Rayni? Will she join the crew? Fuck off?

Why is Tinker afraid of goblins and heat?

What is Livvy's ability?

What is Brant's last name?

How were Vika and Timkin officially matched? How did Timkin return to Foxfire?

Will the Song family reconcile?

Alden: Why was he denied a spyball? What memories/projects did he lose during his break? What other "unsanctioned investigations" has he conducted? What did Della inform on Alden to the council about?

This list is by no means exhaustive, so anyone is more than welcome to add onto it. I think I hit most of the big things though? At least I tried to.

Hope that helps!

[raayne]

Children of Apollo headcanon

This takes place after Trials of Apollo,

So, Apollo fell into Chaos, Chaos is powerful af everyone fears her (INCLUDING ZUES!) and Apollo survived.

Yippee everything is normal now

WRONG

If you haven't seen the headcanons for Apollo after ToA i recommend going to them.

So, There's this headcanon that Apollo is on primordial strength at times because of Chaos. And that's because he never "fully" transitioned back because he was in Chaos when he did, some days he'd be mortal, some, godly, some days, primordial.

I want to add to that

Apollo kids inherit that primordial strength from him. For example, Kayla's using the shooting arena thing, and hits all bullseye in seconds, Austin plays a song, everyone is weirdly intranced and basically hypnotised.

This headcanon HAS a possibility of being true.

During the The Sun and the Star Will eats a concerning amount of Ambrosia, now this could mean two things

One: Mark has forgotten about the limits of ambrosia

Two: Divine power

Its probably one but two fits with what im talking about.

i have more examples if you don't believe me

Will has went through a lot of pain, and he...kind of barely registers the actual pain scale a lot of the time?

Dont forget about the hay fever he sent to nyx (if you want more info on that i made a hc about it) He should've been drained, it takes a lot of power to send a primordial goddess hay hever, but no it didnt, in fact he was almost energised in tartarus fighting monsters and being weakened by the lack of sunlight and he was energised.

In my headcanon i said more about the power scale, so yes, this could mean he's powerful...but at the same time, it could also mean he had divine power, yes demigods have divine power. i meant power on par with the gods. now this is a bit of a stretch, but that isnt normal, even for a demigod. So i want to Headcanon.

That with Apollos fondness for Will especially he may have accidentally given him divine power, Apollo is fond of all his kids, but especially Will.

Will doesn't notice it, but Nico does,

At first Nico thought this was Will after tartarus, becoming a bit more stronger. Then it kinda got a point and Nico asked Will about it. Will hasn't realised anything, i mean sure he questions it from time to time but never actually, done anything about it.

So they go to test it out, to see if they were correct. and strangely enough it doesnt work. weird. Then one day, lets say their on a small quest and Will just gets really powerful out of no where (by powerful i mean he can heal and stuff in seconds), that raised their suspicions. They thought it might have something to do with Apollo, but he isnt primordial, (i don't think Apollo told them about Chaos) I also think Chiron knew about what happened with Apollo (i may have to re-read ToA about that) So when he sees Apollo kids acting up and becoming just an ounce more powerful he doesnt raise questions, thought what does bug them is how Apollos "new found strength" goes to his children.

BUT THERE IS A LIMIT. because, i am not going to say "apollo kids are stronger than big 3 kids :D!!!" because- thats just wild. possible, but wild. It only happens when Apollo is primordial, (as i said for him having a more fondness towards Will, Will may have it as "permanent" though thats a stretch) And the powers can seriously fucking drain a body, because even if your a demigod, suddenly having god-like powers that do not fit with your body can drain you. like if a mortal tried to comprehend monsters and stuff that do not belong in their world, its weird and confusing and may cause someone to go crazy. think like that but for a demigod. suddenly having godly powers can really drain you, as it is not fit for your body.

This is all i got! feel free to add to this :D

[chumbyy]

How you so creative (genuine question because all your art is so wonderful and you dont seem to be afraid of expressing ideas)

(╥ᆺ╥) tht's so sweet of youuu.... gwuhhh aauhhh i've never thought of it before... i listen to a lot of music, and some of my favorite pieces have been just how those songs made me feel in my head. once or twice i've had funky dreams and woken up at like 4am to draw them >w>;;; BUT uhm uhm. uhm. another part of it also is. i think i just would rather be in a different body if i could, and when i draw i can be a billion different things in a billion different ways. this is a really nice little group of followers, i know nobody's going to be mad at me if i post art they don't like or if i don't post any art at all for a while, and if they are then,,, that's unfortunate lol i make art Just For Me. everyone needs some creative outlet that's Just For Them, cause ur creations will outlive you when you're gone ^_^

[pisshandkerchief]

Okay tysm I know nothing about this stuff but I’d love to hear about it. I feel like because the movie was really unengaged with the actual politics in folk music at the time and it made it really unclear how much Bob Dylan himself was engaged in the politics so I’m wondering 1 how political he was in the first place and 2 if his political engagement changed when he moved away from folk music because they definitely acted like playing electric guitar meant not doing political stuff anymore but also acted like he just liked the music more/ wanted to be disruptive so did his politics change? Was the story of the movie really ‘Bob Dylan stops caring about civil rights because he gets into the kinks yay’ because that definitely doesn’t sound right but all the politics were so vague and surface level that the political side of people’s motivations felt really unclear

rubs my hands together in a delighted fashion. ok this is a question I can actually somewhat answer for you so let's get into it.

No, his politics didn't change because he moved away from folk music. there's two things it's important for you to know: one, Bob Dylan didn't start with folk music. He was into early rock and rhythm and blues first. this guy wasn't listening to Woody Guthrie from day one, he was listening to Elvis and Muddy Waters and Buddy Holly and Little Richard and Lead Belly. He only came to folk music later, which people at the time tended to forget about. Rock was his true passion at the start. Two, Bob Dylan never identified himself as a political song writer. He always said he didn't write about politics, he wrote about his own core values and the things he saw in the world. I'm watching a documentary about him rn called No Direction Home, and in it he says something along the lines of "you can care about a group of people without making it a political thing". I love his music and it's influenced me a lot, and I think he's a fascinating person, but I'm not a huge fan of Bob Dylan's politics myself, because I think he's always been a bit wishy-washy about what he actually believes. I understand why people were mad at the time, because he wrote all these moving songs about the civil rights movement and then when confronted about them later he always hedged and claimed he wasn't trying to be political even though at the time he clearly was. I think he's more of a liberal than a true leftist. There were real leftists in the folk revival, and they were people like Phil Ochs. In the end Bob really was in it because he wanted to be famous. I think he believed deeply in the civil rights movement because he admired a lot of black artists and truly thought that racism was nonsensical, but beyond the surface level he wasn't an activist and he never tried to present himself as one, he had that role forced upon him by people who saw him as one and wanted him to be the face of a generation and he was always very opposed to that idea, and eventually it made him cynical. I suppose his political engagement did change when he moved away from folk, because he did stop writing as many overtly political songs, but not immediately and not as drastically as people made it out to be. Bob Dylan is a complicated person who a lot of people tried to box into being one thing or the other and in the end all he really wanted was to get out of those boxes. It's difficult to know what was going on in his head because for years he was a very private person who very intentionally worked to make sure nobody knew his true thoughts on anything.

To put it simply, yes, when he went electric he stopped writing music that people could see as overtly political. But I don't think his beliefs changed. I think it's an early case of people having a parasocial relationship with their favorite celebrity and painting him as more leftist than he really was. He wasn't a political activist, he was a performer. And he never pretended to be anything else.

[jkftkth]

i really do wonder what a bts comeback will mean and does every member have a plan figured out for themselves.

fan accounts going awol when some members were exploring their artistic individuality and only now resurfacing because a group reunion is closer - it makes you think. was there ever even an artistic connection? or was it more about what has been sold to the audience over musical talents - an entertaining family dynamic/bond fans can project onto. fitted roles where a member is only likeable if they’re playing it just right.

2024 changed my feelings for good on where i think i belong, and there’s probably little that could happen for me to want to be part of bts’ fandom again.

firstly, there’s only so far you can go being a fan of tae and having to witness on a daily basis the level of disrespect he faces from both company and fandom no one else has. when you see quite literally the worst of the worst, day after day, but it’s only a limited amount of fans who voice concern and make actual space for the exclusive severity of it all to be acknowledged and discussed and questioned…you either stay and pretend it’s not happening/it’s not “the actual worst” because it’s impossible to satisfy every fan, orrrrr—

i mean, everything until up to now has been with the intent of a) making us fall for the brainwashing so we stop advocating for him as an individual, or b) exhaust us into quitting being his fan so his label can turn around and say to him hey look—why did you think you could make it when no one likes you?

and i obviously believe other members are a victim in their own way too. because you would have to be living under a rock to not see that hybe does not respect its idols as workers, as money makers, and as humans. neither does it protect most of them, the actual opposite for specifically taegikook and so a fan of the group or not, anyone would naturally want better for hybes idols across the board because they deserve better than staff badmouthing them in official reports and on online platforms.

of course there are other reasons i’ve had enough, such as contractual fan service being pushed so much whilst at the same time fandom reactions being intensely watched and made note of to the extent labels are out here monitoring fanfiction and assigning tropes to members and not caring what type of delusion and hate that cultivates??! to the group motto of “us is always before me” being celebrated, to fandom not actually caring about idols’ rights, to fandom falling for a dirty pr firm’s media manipulation/fabrication so easily, to hybe basically being in all fandom spaces with their dumb ass bots to sway opinion, to i mean the list goes on.

i don’t think i’d call myself bitter, or a hater, or a “solo.”once they return i’ll feel relief for all of them that that chapter of their life is over and they came out safe and sound (🙏), but i confess i have little excitement for a group album because group songs mean one thing for fans of tae and group arrangements always do the opposite of wanting him to shine and group entertainment is hard to enjoy when you know there’s a script running more often than not at his expense.

a tour? well i know there’s sincerity in how important performing is, and it’ll probably mean a lot after 18 months of being forced away from that, so it will be nice to see them doing what they find enjoyable yes. do i look forward to the exerting schedules for the sake of making up for hybes financial losses? do i look forward to the billionaire continuing to rip them off while he carries on riding their success as his own?

i know there are contracts. i know idols’ rights are a topic of concern and few are willing to talk about it and make a change. i know their industry can get really manipulative really fast as soon as they step out of line and that can lead to a really dark reality. i know there’s always a bad guy in the story. i know the group is still important and loved by tae (and jk), i know he wants to think the best of the group’s fandom because he is still a group member, i know i’ll support him wherever he goes but like

it’s just hard to forget the least three years and stay unaffected.

[thatonetwig]

Remember when I had the thought of the Purple Guy DLC turning their voices into Vocaloids/Vocal Synths? Well...

"And that's why I think they should be called Sucrose Squigglies!", Void said as he leaned back in his chair.

"Hmm...I'm not sure that specifies what you mean. I would call them gelatin-"

"Hey guys! What's up?", Hood said as he entered the room with an open laptop, interrupting Psychic.

Both of him and Void shrugged their shoulders and mumbled something.

"Well, you guys wanna look at how well our Synths are doin' on the Vocaloid Database? We've been getting pretty popular!", Hood said.

Psychic raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

"Is that so? May I see?", Psychic asked as he walked over to Hood.

"As expected.", Void said, walking over to him as well.

On the screen, there was a page that showed Hood's synth with a description matching it. When he scrolled down, it showed that he was featured in a few albums and had nearly two thousand songs made with him, with the monthly song count chart at the very bottom of the page rising with each passing month.

"Hmm...interesting. May I see my page?", Psychic asked.

Hood obliged and clicked on a link in his description that lead to the page for Psychic's synth. Inside it, there was a similar sight, with Psychic being featured in a few albums and around the same song count as Hood.

"I'm surprised this community likes us this much, especially only after a few months. Should we update our voicebanks?", Psychic asked.

"Isn't it too early for that?", Hood asked.

"Well, it's only fair we update them to give them more, right?", Psychic replied.

"Yeah yeah, come on! Let me see my page already!", Void shouted at them.

Hood clicked on another link leading to the page for Void's synth, and the album count, along with the song count, were almost identical to Psychic and Hood's synths.

"Aw man!", Void exclaimed.

"What's wrong?", Hood asked.

"I wanted my song count to be higher!", he said.

"You know, if it makes you feel any better, m-most of my songs are just covers anyways...", Hood said awkwardly.

"Hm...so they like to use us together in songs.", Psychic said as he scrolled through the original song tag on Void's page, noting that the majority of the originals used all three of them together.

"May explain why our song counts are so similar.", Hood said.

"Anyway, while we're here, we might as well listen to a couple of them, right?", Hood asked while walking over to the table and taking a seat.

"Eh, sure. But I get to pick the song! It's my Vocaloid!", Void said while taking the laptop from Hood.

As Void scrolled through the Original Song tag on his Vocaloid, he kept scrolling and scrolling, seemingly to no end.

"Uhh, do you just- maybe wanna pick the most popular one or-"

"Forget it! I'll just pick the most popular one!", Void said, cutting off Hood while going back to page one.

...

"Of course...", he muttered, realizing that the most popular one on his page was using all three of them at once.

"What's wrong? Scared that we'll sound better than you?", Psychic asked.

"S-shut up! I'm probably the one who's the most well-tuned!", Void exclaimed while clicking on the link.

The song started with a steady beat before gradually speeding up and progressing into a synth with a guitar in the background after listening to the music for a few moments, Hood sung first.

"Dousuruka? Taikutsu de tamaranai n da.", he sang.

("Oh, it's one of those songs."), Hood thought, remembering that none of them recorded Japanese samples for their voicebanks.

As the song continued, Hood bopped his head to the beat and the lyrics, despite not knowing what any of them were saying. Meanwhile, Psychic was quietly tapping his fingers on the table while listening, and Void, while trying to hide it, was tapping his foot under the table.

Once the song was over, Hood asked the two their thoughts on the song.

"So? What did we think? If you ask me, I'd say it was pretty sick!", Hood said happily.

"It wasn't bad, but I'll admit, I admire the voice manipulation to make us sing in a different language; it almost sounds like we have proper Japanese voicebanks.", Psychic said.

"I couldn't understand what we were saying! You guys also sang a lot more than me!", Void complained.

"Our pronunciation was way better than yours anyways.", Psychic said.

"Hey!"

"Why don't we take a look at the comments? Let's let them be the judge of that.", Hood suggested as he opened the comment section.

As expected, most of the comments were in Japanese. Still, Hood opened the top thread to see what was up.

[ああー!!! この歌は大好きです! ヴォイドの発音は上手ですよ!]

["えーっ? 彼はしていない。サイキックの発音が一番良かったwww]

["フッドは最高の発音だった、アホ]

Thankfully, there was a translator available, so Hood was able to translate it into English.

[Aaaa!!! I love this song! Void had the best pronunciation!]

[Huh? He didn't. Psychic had the best pronunciation lol]

[Hood's pronunciation was the best, dumbass]

"How amusing. Needlessly arguing over something so small.", Psychic said.

"Hehe, yeah. I don't get how people can waste their time like this.", Void said.

("I could say something similar about you two, but I'm not going to."), Hood thought.

"Anyway, let's see what other songs I have!", Void said as he closed the tab and went back to the Database.

Void didn't bother scrolling this time and instead clicked the second to most popular song on the page; right below the one they just listened to. Right before Void clicked the link to watch it, however, Hood saw the tags and became concerned.

"Uhh...Void? Are you sure you wanna-"

"Yeah, I'm sure I wanna listen to it! It only has me in it!", Void said as he clicked it.

Knowing that there was no stopping him now, Hood sighed in defeat and awaited for Void's reaction.

Slowly but surely, Void's face throughout the MV shifted from a smug grin to a surprised and disgusted look. Hood felt the same as Void as he watched, and Psychic was simply watching in silence as it continued on.

Once it was finally over, Void immediately closed the tab.

...

"...well that was...something.", Psychic commented.

("I'm so sorry."), Hood whispered to Void.

Void only nodded his head in stunned silence as he got up out of the chair.

"Uhh...so, let's see what other songs people made with us! Haha...", Hood muttered, very uncomfortable, but still trying to lighten the mood.

Hood clicked the back button to go back to Psychic's page, but the second he scrolled down and hovered the mouse over one particular song using all three of them again, a knife stabbed the screen before he could properly react.

Hood looked back and saw that Psychic had taken the knife off of a mount on the wall and threw it into the laptop using his telekinesis. Psychic was standing there with a slightly panicked expression as he processed what had just happened.

"Erm...I uh...", Psychic muttered as he tried to hide how uncomfortable he was and regain his composure.

"I-I apologize, Hood.", he said awkwardly.

"I-It's cool...I-I can just get another laptop.", Hood replied. His expression screamed that he fully understood why Psychic did that in the first place.

"So uhh...w-we're never looking into the songs people make with us again, r-right?", Void asked, having witnessed all of this.

"For once, I agree with you.", Psychic said.

"I think that's for the best.", Hood said, nodding.

...

"Miku was right when she said we weren't ready.", Void said.

"She was-"

[murderofsomeone]

my only fandom influence was making people care about mold en mono and think it's a pillar for important lore. I mean it is to me, but otherwise no, I'm just insane sorry

[fictionadventurer]

Top 5 Arthur episodes?

D.W. Goes to Washington: It's a very close race between this one and #2, but I gave the edge to this one because almost every line here is classic. It's full of hilarious Imagine Spots and great D.W. zingers.

The Rat Who Came to Dinner: Another episode that's full of great jokes. The dynamic between Ratburn and Arthur's family is comedy gold.

The Contest: The pastiches of different animation styles alone puts this one in the top five, but it's also in service of some wonderfully absurd mini-stories with classic jokes. ("My brain was on cruise control" is the Arthur quote that gets the most use in daily life).

Buster Hits the Books: The pastiches of the different books are hilarious.

Arthur's Almost Boring Day: I had a very tough time choosing the fifth episode. I went with this one because the fighting between Arthur and D.W. reaches a hilarious fever pitch that goes beyond any other episode.

[quasi-normalcy]

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[icharchivist]

was refreshing myself on some old myth for a bit and i read the french and english wiki page for the Charybdis' mythos, and i'm noticing something that i don't know if it's just the wiki being inaccurate or an actual difference (from the linguistic page it seems to be an actual difference) but

In English there's this expression about choosing between two equally bad horrible situations by saying "choosing between Scylla and Charybdis"

But in French the expression is "to fall from Charybdis to Scylla" and instead of a choice it's about managing to get out of a horrible situation only to get thrown into an even worse situation (the equivalent of the English's expression ""falling out of the frying pan into the fire")

if i believe the linguistic page there was a bit of borrowing around and technically both expressions are used in both language, but you're more likely to find the first one in English and the second one in French (very likely because Victor Hugo popularized "to fall from Charybdis to Scylla" with Les Misérables) (does not mean it started in French the origin of the expression is still Greek anyway, just talking about why the saying is more popular in French with weirdos like me)

idk i think it's cool on a sort of metatextual perspective that English People saw this myth and when "oof imagine picking between those two" while French people just chugged a bottle of wine and went "And it's a BINGO and LIFE SUCKS and it NEVER GETS EASIER you get BOTH OF THEM BABEYYY"

[c0rpsedemon]

ok fr last one but there's actually a bootleg of my school's anastasia and i'm linking it bc you all NEED to understand that my infatuation with this one girl's voice which started when i was in the 6th grade and still hasn't really worn off isn't based on nothing