#theta session

[kassanderart]

bunch of oc designs! been working on the like historical rulers in my fan session

[raviollies]

DMed a oneshot for the friendos and got a new achievement : making a player cry!

The premise was that a Hag pulled them into her domain which was shaped by their dreams and desires, particularly Blythes! So it was a big fancy Villa with a ballroom, opera haus, fancy dinner, everything - and immediately somethings were different.

Arameia woke up NOT a werewolf and Lorelai woke up a HUMAN and not undead. Rosy cheeks, freckles and all (she was very weirded out over not being able to hear or smell as good).

For Arameia - the dream manifested her parents, alive and well, and her pet dog Lancelot, no longer geriatric. The horror of becoming an orphan never occurring. For Lorelai, it took away her vampirism, and the root cause...her father alive and well - though distant. It wasn't that she wanted to see him...but rather proof of wiping her sin away. For Eirwen, it wiped away her Sharrian past, and the tattoo that came with it, and gave her more friends, so she'd never be lonely. And for Raha.... Well let's just say he folded like a lawn chair in a hurricane.

Upon meeting her the gang had a lot of discussion as to how & why, though the concept of a motherly Blythe left everyone...concerned.

Since the party was a bit of a pickle not sure where to find Raha or Blythe since they're the only party members they haven't met up with, a certain special someone made an appereance...in the form of a kitty cat!

Theta explained that the dream is made up of Blythes wishes and desires : to have her friends with her and never die, her favourite food, a library full of artifacts, an extravagant villa with ballrooms - and the little changes to them was the Witch tapping into their own desires to keep them placated and comfortable...so they may just decide to forego reality and dream...like Blythe and Raha have. She does not want her precious petal just slowly withering away, being a meal, in another Witch's domain, that's her job, so she gives the party hints on how to break out before the Witch zaps her the hell out (she couldn't just enter as Witch's power is absolute within her domain, so it would take a lot longer for her to wiggle in strong enough to do anything substantial)

She introduces herself as Wunsch...the party can deduce she is a Night Hag (this is where I say I just made her Fae and idgaf) (as per my fae characters, she has freaky eyes...in this case it's a starry sky instead of pupil!) . She asks the party if there is "anything else she can do"...the party notices little things change around the dream, like suddenly even more food, some of their favourites, or new faces.

In order to find Blythe they needed to restore stopped time, and find the three clockhands for a magical clock...1 of them was behind some riddles, the other one, behind a test of friendship where they had to answer 3 things correct about the person in front of them. The last key, most horrifyingly...was inside Arameias parents.

THIS IS WHERE I MADE THE PLAYER CRY HEHE....Arameia decided she will do it herself, as she already buried them once...she does eventually manage to kill them (it was very sad because they did not Want to Die), and get the key...but not without a lot of heart ache and tears....Thankfully Lorelai was there for plenty of hugs...

Then they finally meet Raha! Who has fully drank the kool-aid and started dreaming, and he stands before them...he doesn't want them to break the spell. He fights for Blythe's dream...and his own...unwilling to let them take way her or his daughter....and that he and Blythr have nothing in the real world, no family, no home. Just hardship...and eventually he'll just die, and leave Blythe all alone.

After defeating him, the Witch takes matter into her own hands, as the party falls into the "bedroom" where Blythe is sleeping & have to fight the actual Hag herself in her true form...or rather wake up Blythe until the clock strikes 12 and the dream is fully manifested and unable to be stopped.

Wunsch's true form is a giant marble like lion with white feathers and a 4 armed upper body reminiscent of a sphinx. In the cracks of the marble a night sky can be seen, she doesn't particularly have many offensive spells, mostly relying on her enemies being slowed/confused/held/dominated until the timer runs out. (All the reflective shards were of Blythes &co's dreams and nightmares...the party gone, Raha withering and dying in bed, Theta, herself becoming a true hag ... or happy family for Arameia as an example...Eirwen surrounded by friends and Lorelai laughing with the party)

But the party manages to wake Blythe up using all that they've learned!! That yeah she wants these magical tomes and artifacts...but everything in here would have been things she's already found...she can never 'discover' anything new in a dream she's created, so let's go adventuring!

How she's always wanted to try Tarrasque steak but without trying she could never imagine the taste...so why not come with them and kill one?

That she's not safe from Theta in here, and if she was able to get in once, she can get it in again...so lets get out of here and break your curse!

That yeah they'll live eternally, but they won't be 'them' anymore...over time they'll have their edges smoothed over and it won't be the same people because we don't get to grow and experience new things...That Raha loves her the way she is...and that she's not a hideous monster...

When the party awakens, completely normal with..all the curses and stuff, they find out that time hasn't moved since they've fallen asleep, and immediately run to find Blythe and Raha...who don't remember anything that happened, and assume that maybe some ghost got them into a nightmare but they broke out of it. Arameia/Eirwen/Lorelai decided to keep some facts to themselves, like the presence of the child or fighting Raha.

Hilariously, they assume they had too much 'willpower' to be got by such a spell, despite in actuality being the only ones to fold. The gang did have a newfound appreciation for them realizing that yes...Blythe does love them a lot and that they don't know much about Raha and haven't been very good friends.

BUT IT ALL ENDED BITTERSWEET.,....with the gang now being sure all of them love each other and they can move from confronting their trauma and go forward...with fwiends :)

[podcastgirlsweek]

I ran this poll on my main, but I think this blog is its true audience.

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[3:29 pm]

(cw: f!reader, written on my phone)

Tutoring was something that you found to be pretty easy… most days. It was something that you found to be pretty simple and rewarding. Getting someone to understand something because you helped them out? Hell yeah!

But then there were days like this one, where you hated tutoring. Moments with snotty nosed, lazy underclassmen that were obligated to sign up for tutoring by their frats or sororities unless they wanted to get dropped, where you had to step in and play a role of authority. It wasn’t hard to track someone down at their class or across the student union, but coming to the frat house or sorority house? No, thanks! There were far too many people at these that you didn’t know and having to play the strict role around strangers was something you didn’t want to do. These fraternity and sorority presidents were struct though, stricter than you when they reached out and not only encouraged, but pushed you to push their brothers and sisters to pass the class they needed tutoring for.

So here you were on the front porch of the Nu Chi Theta fraternity, waiting. You rang the doorbell, waiting patiently for someone to answer. Glancing at the time, minutes ticked by, one after the other. You cleared your throat, ringing the doorbell again. “Doesn’t anyone around here do more than sit on their ass?” You heard someone shout.

Oh great, an angry male coming right in your direction. The door opened and your eyes widened traveling up, up, up until you finally made eye contact with a tall guy with his hair tucked under a backwards hat. His face was calm and a lot more welcoming than you were expecting after hearing his annoyed yelling. “I’m sorry about that. Did you need something?” He asked in a voice that was warm and relaxed— attractive even.

You’d seen this guy around before, Fratboy!Johnny, he was hard to miss. He was tall, he did well academically, he was on the basketball team, and he was super charismatic. You were sure you’d had him in some kind of general ed class when you were a freshman and your tiny crush had developed there. How couldn’t it when he always had a bright smile on his face and confidently answered the professor’s questions?

You blinked hard, shaking your head, that’s not what you’re here for! You cleared your throat again, “I’m Mark’s tutor-”

“Mark has a tutor?” Johnny interrupts with a look of confusion.

Another guy walks behind him, “oh yeah, Taeyong made him sign up because he’s like a percentage or two away from flunking his history class.”

Your cheeks flush, “actually, he’s skipped out on our last three sessions so he might actually be failing now.”

“That little shit. Come on in, I’ll show you to his room,” Johnny groans, opening the door wider for you to follow behind him.

The door shuts behind you and you’re immediately met with a sight of a totally stereotypical frat house. It’s everything you’ve imagined and you’re not sure that’s a good thing… The floor is sticky beneath your feet, a stale stench of beer and weed permeate the air. There are mix matched couches on your right and to your left, a dining room with mix matched chairs and tables. You can see some guys in the living room playing a video game, a few more guys are out in the backyard. You think you see someone actually studying in the dining room with a girlfriend maybe? You’re not sure, but you do think it’s cute that she kisses his dimples when he gets something right. The major thing that sticks out to you though, is that this house is run by only guys. It’s so obvious, in a bad way. It lacks the simplest, consistent female touch.

Behind Johnny, you follow him up the stairs and down a hall until he knocks on a closed door. He doesn’t give any time for an answer to be called out, he just pushes the door open. There, in a room messier than you’ve ever seen, sits Mark with a guitar on his lap.

His eyes are wide at the sight of his frat brother and tutor in his doorway. He drawls out your name awkwardly, “heyyyy, didn’t expect to see you here…”

“You’ve been skipping your tutoring sessions haven’t you?” Johnny asks, though to you, it sounds a lot more like an accusation.

“Not skipping… just opting not to go,” Mark replies sheepishly.

“Do you know that she has to sit around and wait for you when you don’t show up? Did you consider that? Or that if you fail your history class, you’ll have to drop out of the frat and have to find somewhere else to live! Come on, Mark!” Johnny exclaims exasperatedly.

“I don’t want to fail!” Mark retorts, setting his guitar aside, “it’s just— look, I’m a music major alright? You do a great job of tutoring me but you can’t make history fun, you just make it easier for me to understand.”

A little piece of your pride is broken at that, you are a history major after all, but you can understand where Mark is coming from. You sigh, “look, Johnny is right. You only need to pass this class and then your general history requirements will be met. We just need to get you to pass your midterm and your final and you’ll never have to see me again. I want to help you pass Mark, not just because I’m getting paid to help you. You’re actually pretty cool.”

Johnny chuckles, bumping your elbow with his own, “you don’t have to fluff his ego and tell him that he’s cool. He’s not. Now, up you get Mark, clean your shit up and get your ass downstairs to the kitchen so you can do some studying.”

Mark huffs, “why would I have to clean before I go study?”

“Mark, your room is a mess,” you chime in, taking a look around the space covered with strewn clothes and loose papers.

“Now!” Johnny adds snapping his fingers in Mark’s direction. He turns to you, “come on, we can wait for him downstairs. Do you want anything to eat or drink?”

You shake your head, following him back down to the kitchen where you plant yourself in a stool at the counter. He grabs himself a water, slides one over to you too before he just stares at you. He narrows his eyes and you feel like he’s judging you and you begin to get nervous and shy again, avoiding his intense gaze.

Finally, he breaks the silence, “you look really familiar. Did we have a class together or something?”

Your cheeks heat up and you nod slowly, “I think so. Maybe like a political science class a few semesters ago.”

He claps his hands and a smile brightens his handsome face, “that’s it! You sat a few rows ahead of me!”

You dig your nail into the plastic of the water bottle you’re not so subtly mauling in your grip, “there’s no way you remember me. There were like 200 something people in that class.”

“Well, you remember me,” Johnny shoots back with a nonchalant shrug.

“Because you knew everything! You answered a lot of questions and your presentations were really good,” you reply, trying to fight the heat on your cheeks with a sip of water.

He smiles at you, too cocky and handsome for your nerves right now, “and I remember you because you were the cute girl that was always in class before me no matter how hard I tried to beat you to class. I had to walk by your row to get to my seat and you always had your notes ready to go before the professor was even there.”

You freeze. You don’t even know how to respond to his flirting. It is flirting, right? Luckily, or maybe not so luckily, Mark chooses that moment to make his presence known, “oh gross, don’t flirt in front of me.”

“It’s not gross,” you immediately deny.

At the same time Johnny laughs sarcastically, “you don’t get to call the shots around here, little guy.”

Mark squints and flits his eyes between the two of you, “you guys already have a weird dynamic and I don’t like it.”

“Don’t talk to your tutor like that,” Johnny interjects with a finger pointed in his direction, “now sit down and listen so you don’t flunk a general ed history class.”

Mark plops down next to you, laying out all his study materials with an annoyed huff. Johnny watches on with a proud look, his gaze meets yours once more, “hey, don’t forget to say bye before you leave, alright?”

You nod, biting your inner lip to suppress a shy smile, “alright.”

Johnny gives you one last smile before leaving you and Mark to study. Mark rolls his eyes, “you know, I came to college to not have my parents around, not to find a younger, hornier replacement for them.”

You shove his shoulder, “shut up, Mark!”

“Yeah Mark, shut up!” You can hear Johnny yell out.

You try to ignore the look on Mark’s face that all too clearly reads ‘I told you so.’

[starseungs]

lunchtime tea, served by yours truly. ksm.

kim seungmin x fem!reader — getting dragged over to the student council office instead of the cafeteria was far from your lunchtime plans. too bad seungmin seemed to think otherwise.

genre/s — fluff, humor if it counts, historical fantasy, academy au, duke's son!seungmin x marquis' daughter!y/n • 1.3k words

warning/s — petty noble disputes, seungmin implies a nepotism plan (laughs nervously), both of them are in their second to the last year of academy = they're both around 21 !!

note — here's a short fic i whipped up as i finish take a shot ! yes, its inspired by those rofan manhwas with academy arcs/settings. im obsessed with those ngl

2024 ⓒ starseungs on tumblr. do not steal, repost, or edit.

“Would it really be such a crime to enjoy one peaceful lunch session, Your Grace?”

You sank down with a huff on the smooth velvety sofa propped in the middle of the spacious office room, not paying any mind to the way the door shut with a soft click despite your strong swing to open it earlier. A pair of footsteps other than yours echoed in the space, the flat, heavy heels of the figure’s shoes clacking with strong authority. Yet, you remained unfazed despite the strong aura permeating the enclosure—choosing to stand your ground with a click of a tongue.

Seungmin sighed at the sight of your demeanor. 

“And I believe it would be against academy ordinance for you to call me by that title within the campus premises, Lady Y/N.” He reprimands you with a low drawl before carefully taking a seat at his desk located front and center against a massive glass window, his silhouette strengthening as he leans forward to rest his arms on the desk. You could only whine in mockery at his reply.

“Boo,” you scoffed before crossing your arms and craning your head to stare at him. “Such a stickler for the rules, are you not?”

Seungmin hummed. “I suppose you may be right, but could I also offer you information on my father’s well-being?” He says with a tone implying sweetness, even if you knew otherwise. 

“The Duke is alive and well—yes, I am aware,” you pressed for a smile as innocent as you could manage, enjoying the way Seungmin’s formal facade fell apart slightly before getting gathered up once again. The young Lord cleared his throat before continuing the questionable exchange between the two of you.

“Therefore, we should not be having this conversation in the first place.”

“However, you are the heir to the dukedom, if I recall correctly?”

“Yes, you do.”

You then brought your hands together in a resounding clap at his answer, signifying a remarkable conclusion. “Then it is the same thing.”

Seungmin groaned tiredly at your unbelievable words. “It is clearly not—” he suddenly paused mid-sentence. You watched as his eyes narrowed with an inquisitive glint before he took an obvious intake of air. “I’m getting the slight inkling that you are doing this to raise my temper.”

A prominent laugh bubbled its way out of your throat. “I do find that side of you quite charming, yes.”

“I will pretend to not hear your comment, My Lady,” Seungmin pinched the bridge of his nose, desperately trying to subside his growing stress. “And I would like to inform you belatedly that a peaceful lunch should be the last of your priorities at the moment.”

The involuntary squawk that came out of you voiced your offense. “Well, this is surprising news, as I have not received any notice about a new dietary restriction!”

“It is not—” Seungmin caught himself again. You grinned mischievously at his obvious struggle before collecting yourself when you felt a pointed glare being sent in your direction. He exhaled heavily, “Proceeding with the matter at hand, are you aware of the number of complaints the Theta group has placed upon your name?”

“I do believe there has not been a single soul in this academy who has not,” you hummed in acknowledgement.

“My Lady, forgive me for being rude; however, the answer I was hoping for was to be about how you are planning on addressing this issue.”

“Oh,” you blinked. “Then, I plan to do nothing about the issue.”

A small thud was heard from Seungmin’s direction, prompting you to look over to see what had caused such a sound. Low and behold, the sight of the academy’s best student holding his head down towards the polished mahogany desk in defeat—rendering you unsure of what to do next. There had only been a few times in your entire lifetime that you had seen Seungmin completely shatter his dignified demeanor, and you had known the man since you were six. Now you fear that you had actually crossed a line. 

“Y/N,” he raised his head ever so slightly to lock eyes with you, his next order coming out as a plea. “Just explain why you poured a cup of tea over Lady Colette’s head.” 

“Then forgive me as well for my words. However, in my perspective, Theta is nothing but a pathetic excuse for an institutional social group,” you sighed, remembering the events of the tea party yesterday. “I do not know why they still prove to be the most popular social group for ladies when the Zeta group has always been better. Theta are barely anything worth more than a babble of obnoxious noble daughters who prefer to place themselves on a higher pedestal than they deserve. Lady Colette was terrorizing a freshman from a country-side barony. I only did my best to stop her, considering the fact that mere words seemed to hold no interest for her.”

Seungmin raised a brow. “Quite an interesting way of describing them, don’t you think?”

“Well, I did send my apologies before doing so, did I not?” You smiled back as part of your reply, proudly this time. Seungmin could only scoff, albeit greatly amused.

“You have got to stop trying to outsmart me in times like these, Y/N,” he said, standing up. “You of all people should know how much I lack the ability to harbor ill feelings towards you.”

It was your turn to raise an eyebrow at his surprisingly favorable response. For holding the most coveted position of justice available for students in this academy, Seungmin was surely pressing less strongly on your faults. Perhaps it was a good thing that you still made sure to cool the tea before you dumped it on that Marquis’ pompous daughter.

“Playing favorites, are we now, Mr. President?”

Seungmin laughed openly this time. Talk about a change of mood. “I see that you have now chosen to switch to a different formality, yet again,” he mused on his way towards your figure on the couch. “See, you wouldn’t have this much trouble with other noble ladies if you just joined the student council.”

“Here you go again with your offer,” you said, rolling your eyes. “You of all people should know exactly why I cannot take a position in the council, Seungmin.”

“In my opinion, it would be seen as a reasonable training ground for the future Duchess.”

“You just like the way I do paperwork!” You expressed disbelief at his plan’s implication. “And high society might as well burn me into ashes, thinking that I take advantage of my position as your betrothed.”

Seungmin sighed dreamily, completely disregarding your latter comment. “I do love the way you do your paperwork. Such a perfect pair to my work ethic,” he says, sitting comfortably beside you with a relaxed exhale. “Yes, I genuinely do not see what is so wrong about the offer.”

“Seungmin,” you scowled at him. “Do you wish to put a stain on your reputation?”

“Oh, look at you scolding me as if we had already stated our vows,” Seungmin pinched your cheek in a tease. You attempted to push his hand away, only for him to grab it and intertwine your fingers, leaving you breathless as he placed a feathery kiss on your knuckles. “My dearest fiancee, I do not care what others may think of me. If I am able to, I will give anything you ask for without a silver of hesitation.” He gazed directly at your eyes, pupils swimming with unknown desire.

“My Duchess only deserves the best, after all.”

You pursed your lip at his intimate actions, feeling your stomach do crazed flips at his undivided attention. “It is quite concerning how biased you seem to be when it comes to this matter, Mr. President,” you gave in, letting yourself fall on his broad shoulder. “What have I even done to warrant your unyielding obsession with me?”

Seungmin’s chest rumbled in delight, the lull comforting your mind glazed over with his presence.

“Exist. Now, what do you think of becoming Vice President next year?”

“Serve me tea first, and I'll think about it.”

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[tropinano]

List of As Many Fiction Podcasts As I Could Think Of

NOT ORGANIZED! This is a big list of fiction podcasts with no descriptions, meant for the sole purpose of picking one based on the title and just trying it out. Just a big ol' list of titles. Kindof like a blind date! Explore a couple of the ones that intrigue you and come back later for more.

The Hotel

The Night Post

I am in Eskew

Whisperling

Residents of Proserpina Park

The Daedalus Compound

EOS10

The Magnus Archives

Francis Forever

SMILE GROVE

Janus Descending

The Godfrey Audio Guide

Old Gods of Appalachia

Camp Here & There

The Way We Haunt Now

Jack of All Trades

SUPERSUITS

Illuminati Interns

Death by Dying

Life with Leo(h)

Hello from the Hallowoods

Malevolent

The 12:37

Spirit Box Radio

Lost Terminal

Desperado

Neighbourly

The Switchboard

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity and Mortality

Aurora Everlasting

The Swashbuckling Ladies Debate Society

CARAVAN

The Amelia Project

Jar of Rebuke

Monstrous Agonies

Where the Stars Fell

Kisses In The Dark

The Town Whispers

Uncommon Commons

The Author's Anathema

Elevator Pitch

Brimstone Valley Mall

Kane & Feels

Middle:Below

The McIlwraith Statements

Caledonian Gothic

I have seen Niagara

Petrified

In Darkness Vast

The Outside Tapes

Seren

Gather the Suspects

This Foul Earth

John from Home

Glasgow Ghost Stories

The Tower

The Antique Shop

either

Tales from Aletheian Society

The Secret of St Kilda

The Green Horizon

Road X

THE NOWHERE MALL

Seven of Hearts

The Department of Variance of Somewhere, Ohio

SubverCity Transmit

The Nuclear Solution

Inkwyrm

Jim Robbie and the Wanderers

Burst

With Caulk and Candles

This Planet Needs a Name

The Glass Appeal

Mar's Best Brisket

Nym's Nebulous Notions

Midnight Radio

The Bright Sessions

When Angels Visit Armadillo

The Mysterious Secrets of Uncle Bertie's Botanarium

Nowhere, On Air

Dark Ages

Welcome to Night Vale

The Silt Verses

Care & Feeding of Werewolves

The Bridge

The Far Meridian

ars PARADOXICA

Among the Stars and Bones

Counterbalance

Primordial Deep

Hannahpocalypse

Someone dies in this Elevator

Mabel

Seen and Not Heard

Abyss FM

Bodies in Space

Among the Stacks

Station Arcadia

Station Blue

Mnemosyne

Wolf 359

Tranthologies

Mx Bad Luck

SAYER

Limetown

What will be here?

Wake of Corrosion

The Pasithea Powder

SINKHOLE

Tell No Tales

The Vesta Clinic

Dreamboy

Georgie Romero is Done For

The Domestic Life of Anthony Todd

Alice isn't Dead

Stellar Firma

Unwell

The Strange Case of Starship Iris

The Heart of Ether

The Orbiting Human Circus

Wooden Overcoats

Greater Boston

Valence

Moonbase Theta Out

The Penumbra Podcast

Desert Skies

Deviser

Leaving Corvat

Red Valley

Back Again Back Again

Sidequesting

[nightspires]

Audiodrama podcast friends... I have a request. I want to listen to a new show, that has a lot of episodes to listen to, that a) is an INDIE show (ie, not produced by big companies like Gimlet or Spotify etc) and b) is NOT an anthology. Also must have good voice acting!!!

I’ve already listened or tried listening to:

2298

Alba Salix

Alice Isn’t Dead

Arden

ars Paradoxica

Badlands Cola

Blackwood

Boom

Borrasca

Brimstone Valley Mall

Desperado

EOS10

Girl In Space

Ghost Radio Project

Gone

Gossip

Greater Boston

Hello from the Hallowoods

King Falls AM (my beloved)

Lake Clarity

Life/After

Limetown

Mable

Moonbase Theta, Out

Midnight Burger

Parkdale Haunt

Penumbra podcast

Red Valley

Oak Podcast

Olive Hill

Terms

Tribulation

The Big Loop

The Black Tapes

The Bright Sessions

The Far Meridian

The Message

The Silt Verses

The Strange Case of Starship Iris

The Two Princes

The White Vault

Victoriocity

Welcome to Night Vale

We’re Alive

Wolf 359

Wooden Overcoats

All suggestions are welcome!!!

Edit: I cannot emphasise enough that I DO NOT want to listen to an anthology. I want a narrative that extends beyond 1 episode. I also don’t want a podcast that is just one person talking to a mic—I’d like to hear shows with multiple casts members .

Also adding a few that I have already listened to to the list, as some of the recs have reminded me about them.

[ive-lost-my-trash-can]

Overheard at robotics build session part five:

“It’s the iphone of military takeovers.”

“I love bearings that crunch, the sign of truly healthy bearings.”

“They’re crayons, you delinquents.”

“Safety isn’t as important as the wall of shame.”

“Here you go, if it’s a carcinogen do it outside.”

“A long time ago in the galaxy far far away that is robotics 2013…”

“What do you want from me, you foul creature?!!! I’m in hell!!! Hey, what do you put in for sine theta here?”

“I don’t know how it works, therefore it doesn’t exist.”

“Is that a reference to the hit natural sleep schedule, fuck you industrialization?”

“Worst case scenario only one of us dies. There’s not enough electricity in the world. I don’t fear electricity, electricity fears me. That’s why I’ve never been shocked more than three times in a day.”

“I went to the ER for stomach pains and left with a half a cast on my arm.”

On today’s agenda: how many safety violations can my team commit in one sitting

(Additional quote insanity)

[bekaterrier]

Happy Audio Drama Sunday!

I wanted to start off by shouting out @podcast-bookclub for the fantastic Audio Fiction Convention they organized for this weekend. I'm still catching up on some of the sessions that weren't in my timezone, but I wanted to highlight a couple I've really enjoyed so far:

- Worldbuilding for Audio Fiction by Meg Tuten

- Crowdfunding for Audio Drama by Tal Minear

- BIPOC Rep in Audio Drama by Motzie Dapul

- Remediation of Fiction Podcasts by MJ

There have also been some incredibly interesting panels on writing for audio, using music as a story element, etc. If you haven't checked it out, the VODs are available on the podcast bookclub's twitch channel, and I highly suggest you check them out.

Also check out the discord, and especially the Artist's Alley where myself and other awesome artists have our podcast-inspired art on display 😄

@midnightburgr Welcome to the Horizon Part 10 - Phoenix: So many things to love about this episode. Swamp Thing! Doug and Steve taking the lead on prepping for the disaster is incredible. Trinkett going for the mushrooms! The fucking Teds! And then my absolute favourite part they had me freaking out: Deidre and Verge ON THE MOON!!! [For those who don't know, the voice actors for Deidre and Verge were both in Moonbase Theta, Out, so the fact that their MB characters ended up on the Moon together is just... incredible. Love that for them.] 🌕

@thefringespod S1: AuFiCon inspired me to listening to more shows that I've had on my list for a while, and I started with TftFoR. The worldbuilding is incredible, and the way that it's slowly revealed throughout the season is so well done. I adored Minerva and her violin plucking sounds from the start, but just to show you part of my reaction notes from the end of the season: omgggggg MIN :(((( Crying for Sil. I knew something was up but I wasn't expecting that!!

I'm looking forward to continuing with S2! ✨

@wanderersjournalpod S1: Another show that's been on my list for a while, and that has super interesting world building. The mysterious magical journal is such an interesting way for two characters to communicate. I am absolutely fascinated by this world and these two characters, especially where Marigold has come from. However, I am also very worried for Pluto. Also I love creature. Thank goodness that S2 is in the works! 📔

@starfallpod - Act 1 Scene xix: I couldn't help but laugh at the comment that they're two sacks of potatoes lighter now that Leona has her appetite back. I do love when characters get put in situations with people they might not normally be with, and this was no exception. Especially when the whole goal was for them to get into trouble but in a specific area (which they did). Did Centhy even actually need those flowers? 🌸

@ameliapodcast S5 Part 1: I am absolutely loving the journey into the past that we're taking with both Kozlowski and The Interviewer. I am also wondering how reliable these narrators are...though the CIA checked out Kozlowski's stories! Can't wait to keep delving into their stories. 🐦‍🔥

[kassanderart]

various oc refs i did for artfight this year

[raviollies]

As for Fell Brambles & a small summary - but last session using excerpts from a manuscript, Blythe dragged everyone to an abandoned Archmage tower (which actually was more of an observatory, as the Archmage and a dragon were studying the stars, hoping to one day explore the cosmos).

There we encountered a dragon completely consumed by these dark tainted briars, which had taken over the entire tower. These originated from a piece of a powerful demon's horn that was mistaken for a meteorite and it corrupted and killed all the occupants. It's essentially a plant that grows with dark thorny branches but has purple flowers growing along the vines. To spread and find a new habitat, it infects a host and after a period causes delirium and hyper aggression causing them to attack to inoculate another, while the original host dies and it can grow from their body.

The dragon kills Raha, and after we trudge through the entire tower, and find it and Raha, it in a moment of clarity while dying offers up it's life as an apology, to do some Dark Magic to trade with the Abyss, offering up one soul for another, and what better offering than a dragon. Raha comes back, HOWEVER, this did not remove any of the briars, so while it healed his wound, it left him with a nasty scar on his chest, and inside are dark thorns entangling around his heart and ribcage. As they grow, he will go through the same process as the dragon, one day losing his mind and attacking without thought, with the prognosis of those that have this illness being a maximum of 10 years.

I thought it'd be interesting if Blythe's pursuit of power was directly responsible for hurting someone she loves, and with this time limit, not only is her fears are brought to the forefront, she also has to now put aside her own desires (such as breaking her pact) in favour of...helping someone else. Maybe even having to reconsider the power Theta promises! As well as Raha having to now think about what he wants due to his limited time, since before...he just followed others.

[seraphicsouq]

FREQUENCIES, MORPHIC FIELDS AND BINURAL BEATS

here is what i found out about it all (not my words or any, its just something i thought and so searched and asked from AI cuz why not?) Tell me your opinions on it because i dont see much posts talking about these.

1. Stacking Morphic Fields:

Morphic Fields: These are believed to be patterns of energy that influence form and behavior. You can stack multiple morphic fields to target different aspects of your physical or mental state simultaneously. For example, you might combine fields for physical healing, mental clarity, and emotional balance in one session.

2. Layering Theta Waves:

Theta Waves: These brainwaves are associated with deep relaxation, meditation, and accessing the subconscious mind. Theta waves can enhance the effects of morphic fields by putting you in a receptive state. Layering theta waves with other frequencies can amplify your focus and relaxation, making it easier for your mind to absorb and integrate the energies or intentions of the morphic fields.

3. Incorporating Specific Frequencies:

Solfeggio Frequencies: Certain frequencies, like those in the Solfeggio scale, are believed to have specific healing properties. For example, 528 Hz is associated with DNA repair and transformation. You can layer these frequencies with theta waves to enhance their effects.

Binaural Beats: These are auditory illusions created by playing two slightly different frequencies in each ear, which your brain perceives as a third frequency. Binaural beats can be used to induce specific brainwave states (like alpha, beta, or theta) and can be layered with other audio tracks.

4. Combining Them:

Creating a Stack: You can start by listening to a morphic field, then layer it with theta waves or binaural beats to deepen your meditative state. Finally, add specific frequencies that align with your goals, such as healing, energy boosting, or mental clarity.

Sequential Listening: You could also listen to each component in sequence. Start with a morphic field, follow with a track of theta waves, and finish with a frequency that targets a specific need. This sequence helps guide your mind and body through different stages of relaxation, focus, and healing.

5. Customization:

Personalized Stacks: Depending on your goals, you can create customized stacks. For example, if your aim is physical healing, you might combine a healing morphic field with theta waves to reach deep relaxation, followed by frequencies like 528 Hz for cellular repair.

6. Mindful Integration:

Focused Intent: While layering, it’s important to set a clear intention for what you want to achieve. The combined effects of these elements can be more powerful when your mind is focused and aligned with your goals.

7. Experimentation:

Finding What Works: Everyone’s response to these elements can vary. It might take some experimentation to find the right combination that works best for you. Pay attention to how each combination makes you feel and adjust accordingly.

[alilarew23]

Hi, ALi! How are u feeling?? I have a success story to share with u. But not the type of success story people might expect.

So this morning, when I woke up, I decided to listen to theta waves and just fulfill myself in my imagination. I was in my dream apartment, just revising my past choices, all I felt was so much relief! My anxious feelings were gone. It is the same rn! I think I truly fulfilled my inner girlie so now 3D has no choice but to follow 🤭

That's it. I was so glad to finally catch this feeling lol. I can see this as success story right? Lol anyway, I hope u had a good day todayy <33

this is my favorite ever. "inner girlie" lmao the best.

YES this is a success story!!

theta waves are my go-to for meditation + visualization sessions - so healing/soothing and your subconscious is wiiiiide open to suggestions in that state. theta waves also helped me recover from late-stage lyme disease and ptsd, so for any of my chronic illness/post-traumatic homies, check that out.

fun fact - my first conscious SP manifestation materialized the morning after i fulfilled myself (solely for the sake of fulfillment) in imagination. went to sleep in zee wish-fulfilled, woke up to a frantic 4:30 a.m. facetime after being in no contact for months LOL. i was shooketh. this was in my early days of learning about the law.

anyway, i am thrilled to hear you experienced genuine fulfillment - that is the end goal - the reflection is a byproduct - and yes, the 3D shall follow. where you go in imagination you shall go in the flesh. it is done. proud of you! keep me posted! x

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

Just thinking about Fratboy!Jaehyun... who yes, of course he knows his birthday is on Valentine's Day, but that doesn't mean he's not going to ask you, his girlfriend, to be his valentine. He doesn't care that it's his birthday all that much because at the end of the day, he still wants you to feel special and loved.

So on February 13th, he comes home from his classes with a pretty bouquet of roses in his hands and a card with some cheesy pun and a smile on his face. Who would have guessed that the former fuckboy of Nu Chi Theta would be so excited to be in a committed, loving relationship and excited to ask his girlfriend of over a year to be his for a day that was usually all about him?

He comes into the frat house, sets his backpack near the staircase and finds you sitting on a couch far too dirty and unworthy of someone as precious as you and simply smiles. He loves how comfortable you are in a house that was once drowning in testosterone, you made it better for everyone.

"Sweetheart," he starts, entering your line of sight, "I know Valentine's Day is a little different for us, but I still wanted to ask, like I have before, if you'd like to be my valentine?"

You pout at Jaehyun with pure and utter affection, "Baby! I'd love to!"

Jaehyun leans down to press a kiss against your lips and hands you the bouquet and the card, "perfect, we can celebrate the day after tomorrow-"

"Well, I didn't finish," you reply awkwardly, "Haechan kind of already asked me to be his valentine..."

Jaehyun's face falls, "tell me you said no."

"Baby," you whine, cupping his face, "he's one of my best friends!"

"And I'm your boyfriend! Hello?! You can't be another guy's valentine on my birthday!"

"Well, it's not like we'll be going on a date or anything! We're just making each other valentine's baskets and that's it," you explain, pressing what you hope is a calming kiss against his lips.

"But it's my birthday," Jaehyun protests with a pout.

"Exactly, my love, so you know I like to treat you on your birthday. I'll spend the night tonight, tell you happy birthday right when the clock strikes midnight, we can put some of these flower petals to good use, and I have a special surprise for your eyes only," you whisper huskily, eyes dark while you trail soft, teasing kisses up the side of Jaehyun's neck.

He feels himself melting against the stained cushions of the couch, finding that in this moment he would say yes to anything you say or ask. His eyes fall shut, enjoying the feel of your soft lips against his sensitive skin while one of your hands finds its way under the worn cotton of his t-shirt, nails trailing over the pale skin of his abs. You smirk against his skin as a shiver runs down his spine, he's so pliable and docile in your hands when he's like this.

The make out session, foreplay, teasing— whatever, is interrupted when you both hear a sing songy, "oh, Sweetheart!"

You pull away from you boyfriend with a confused pinch in your brows. It comes as a surprise to both you and Jaehyun when you find the Jaehyun's core frat brothers walking toward the two of you all holding beautiful flower arrangements in their hands, your favorite snacks, and stuffed animals.

"What is going on?" Jaehyun breathes out, eyes zeroed in on his frat brothers with a matching look of confusion on his face.

"Sweetheart," Yuta starts.

"Will you," Johnny carries on.

"Be our," Jungwoo continues.

"Valentine?" Mark finishes off.

"God, another 7 guys to share you with?" Jaehyun breathes under his breath before turning his attention to the guys, "you guys know she's my girlfriend, right?"

"Jaehyun, she's frat sweetheart. This is literally the least we can do," Doyoung explains with a look that leaves no room for complaints.

And Jaehyun can't even find it in himself to complain, not when he sees the look of pure joy and the tears of happiness in your eyes as you go down the line and hug your friends one by one while accepting the gifts. He's so in love with you.

a/n: trying out a bit of a different format here

[skyfullofpods]

Random Podcast Recommendations Mega-List Part 1!

Updated: 07/12/23

Collected here in part 1 because tumblr has a limit of 100 links per post of my alphabetical list are the fiction podcasts from A-M I've recommended so far for my random podcast recommendations! Part 2 is here

A A Ninth World Journal Afflicted Aishi Online Alba Salix Among the Stars and Bones Apollyon Arden ars PARADOXICA

B Back Again, Back Again The Ballad of Anne & Mary The Beacon Believer Black Friday Breaker Whiskey The Bright Sessions

C CARAVAN Chaika Chain of Being Civilized Coexistence Come On In, The Water's Fine Copperheart Counterbalance

D Death by Dying Desert Skies Desperado Diary of a Space Archivist Dining in the Void Directive Do You Copy Dos: After You Down

E The Earth Collective Elaine’s Cooking for the Soul Electromancy The End of Time and Other Bothers Ethics Town Exoplanetary Everything is Alive

F Falling Forward Fan Wars: The Empire Claps Back The Far Meridian Fireside Folktales Folxlore Forgive Me!

G Gay Future Georgie Romero Is Done For Girl in Space The Goblet Wire Gone Great & Terrible Greater Boston Greenhouse

H Hallway to Nowhere Hand in Glove Harlem Queen Hauntingly Humdrum Hello From the Hallowoods Hi Nay Hit the Bricks Human Error

I Immunities InCo Inhale Inn Between In Transit

J Janus Descending Jar of Rebuke Joy to the World Jupiter Saloon

K Kalila Stormfire's Economical Magick Services Kane and Feels Keep It Steady The Kingmaker Histories

L The Last Echoes Less is Morgue Liars & Leeches Life On Pause Light Hearts LIMBO Lost Terminal Love and Luck

M Margaret's Garden Margaritas & Donuts The McIlwraith Statements Me and AU Mercury: A Broadcast of Hope Meteor City Middle:Below Moonbase Theta, Out