#theyre playing on generational divides

[squorttle-pox]

ohmygod EATING??? i could never waste my money on something so unnecessary 🙄 didn't you learn how to budget in school? "feeding your body nutrients" does NOT count as basic life necessities

[saturnsexual]

ipads are legitimately a great option at this point for drawing tablets and it infuriates me to no end that apple isn't completely pivoting to this market. Imagining an 18" ipad that can actually connect to a computer or that can run macOS apps while still having an enjoyable UX using the apple pencil for navigating (which is VERY POSSIBLE) has me losing my mind.

[elffees]

im watching a Saints Row (2022) lets play. going into it i was a little nervous because of how controversial it seems to be amongst fans, but honestly? its not bad so far! i like the main group and the concept of them leaving already established gangs to create their own is interesting. the world looks PHENOMENAL like everything is so decorated and detailed, their apartment is gorgeous just... WOW

honestly, i think if they had just advertised this as the start of its own series, and not a Saints Row reboot, a lot more people wouldve shown this game a lot more love.

[redr0sewrites]

t. shigaraki nsfw alphabet

🥀A/n: yk the smuts gonna be good when the CW is longer than the authors note ...

🥀Cw: smut, switch!shigaraki, hand kink, dry humping, marking/biting, choking, frottage, cumming untouched, humiliation, scent kink, praise, somnophilia, corruption, mild coercion/aphrodisiac mention, etc

🥀 divider

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

probably not really used to giving OR receiving aftercare or just like? that type of intimacy in general? he's definitely very inexperienced relationship wise, but there's also the fact that he's simply not very good at expressing his feelings, and because sex is so vulnerable, he struggles a lot with the aftercare process. he doesn't mean to be negligent, he's just not used to it. probably just kinda lays there for the first few times you sleep together, but would secretly love to be pampered or taken care of, even though he'd never admit it!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

really struggles with picking a favorite body part of his, especially considering both his upbringing and his quirk. however, i think he'd say his eyes, as he's very attentive and observant, along with the fact that theyre unique and a bit unsettling as well. he kinda likes the intimidation factor, but also likes that you think they're pretty. when it comes to you, i definitely think he's a tits guy through and through. whether you have boobs or not, Tomura just loves your chest. if you have boobs, he loves watching them jiggle, he loves toying with your nipples, loves palming them and marking them and just. everything about your chest. whenever he sees you in a low cut top he's drooling. however, i also think he would really enjoy your hands. they're a lot gentler than his own, and you treat him so kindly, he truly didn't know that so much tenderness could be stored in such simple gestures. he loves how soft they are compared to his, but also,,,,, he thinks its hot when you get super touchy with him. loves seeing your hands pleasure him, seeing your hands that are normally so gentle and sweet wringing orgasm after orgasm out of his spent cock... urgh. does something to him. he probably has a weird repressed hand kink but, again, would never admit it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

nasty about it. wants you to cum in him, and if you can't, then on him is the next best option. loves eating you out or giving you head and absolutely sucking you dry, he treats wasting even a drop of your cum as a complete disappointment. also really enjoys cumming in you, on you, just making a mess. likes filling you up and then finger fucking it back inside you, the soft squelching and overall possessiveness is just really hot to him. its not even a breeding kink, moreso a claiming sort of mindset? either way, he wants to be fucked full of your cum or vice versa.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i think he's a bit of a pervert soooo he probably has a lot. starting off strong, this isn't really a huge secret but his favorite method of masturbation is pillow humping. he wasn't sure if his quirk could work on himself for the majority of his life, and obviously he was not eager to find out, so the only way he could really get off was through grinding or humping something (this led to him having a huge thigh/boot/dry humping kink,,,). also watches a shit ton of porn and hentai but also plays like horny videogames as well, like cloud meadow type stuff. has a secret fancy for tentacle porn or really nasty defilement type of porn, coercion, stepcest, monsterfucking, age gap and heavy power dynamics, etc. finally, his worst and probably most perverted secret is that he is a serial clothes stealer... but particularly underwear and panties. absolutely jacks off to your scent on your underwear and will keep it for himself. he will not tell you about it but would be flustered if you caught him,,, but he lowkey wants to be caught

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

none. he really never had experience before you, he's a virgin who spent most of his life focused on his masters plan and revenge. hes watched a shit ton of porn and filth, so he knows how sex works, and honestly he thinks that he's got a lot more skill than he actually does because of that, but then the first time you actually fuck him he gets super submissive and overstimulated because hes just soooo sensitive. you'll definitely have to take the lead.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

when hes bottoming, probably doggy or mating press, and when hes topping he definitely likes it when you ride him- but i also really think he'd like simple missionary or mating press too. when he's bottoming or subbing Tomura gets a lot more embarrassed about his reactions and the faces he makes, so he prefers for you to be rough and shove his face in the sheets than deal with the intimacy and vulnerability of eye contact. meanwhile, when he's feeling more dominant or topping, he LOVES to see your face and reactions- so he's a bit of a hypocrite. this is very specific to post league/paranormal liberation front Shigaraki, but since he's so much physically stronger and more built, he would absolutely LOVE. to fuck you while holding you against a wall to showcase his strength.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

other than the occasional breathy chuckle or snarky comment i don't think he's very humorous. he's not even super intense or serious either, he just gets very overwhelmed and needy and doesn't really feel the need to joke around if that makes sense ? if you do or say something funny though he will laugh, and when he's (very rarely) topping sometimes he'll be demeaning and make fun of you but he's not being super humorous, its moreso dirty talk.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

happy trail happy trail happy trail urgrhssbsnnnngghhhh DEFINITELY has the prettiest pale blue happy trail on his tummy and base. probably doesn't shave very often but keeps the hair short by trimming it so there's always a bit of length to it. carpet matches the drapes so immaculately that you'd think he dyes his pubes but no he's just. Like That.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

takes a while for him to be very intimate i think, but his first "i love you" probably slips out during sex. once he's comfortable in a relationship, which takes a long time, Tomura is much more romantic and vulnerable during sex, but at the start he's mostly just looking for a way to ease his arousal. he's probably a lot more loving when he's submissive, i think he'd be a little mean when he's dominant (not that he can't be mean and bratty when he's submissive, its just lessened,,,)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

very often, and probably prefers to hump something rather than simply jerk himself off. i think that Tomura probably wasn't sure if his quirk could work on himself for a good portion of his life, and so that caused some difficulties when it came to masturbation- however, pillow humping was genuinely the next best option, and so when he needs to get off quickly thats probably what he opts for. however, he does jack off with gloves on sometimes, but overall i think he prefers humping and grinding. there's something about the desperation of it that turns him on. he's also a very avid porn watcher, and masturbates to some filthy things.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

ohhh he has a lot. marking/biting, choking (giving and receiving), mild roleplay, pegging (although he won't admit it), hand kink, spit kink, frottage, cumming untouched, humiliation (giving and receiving), mild voyeurism, scent kink, feminization (but it would take a little while to convince him), PRAISE, somnophilia, corruption (giving and receiving- likes if you're more experienced than him but also enjoys corrupting you- esp in roleplay), mild coercion/aphrodisiac kink, and probably so much more. down to try anything you want tbh

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere private. surprisingly doesn't initiate a lot of public sex as he's a bit meticulous about his process and doesn't want to be interrupted. he doesnt mind public sex but prefers the comfort of his own home- or whatever base the league's currently in. however he enjoys the thrill and risk of being caught, so he'll sometimes be risky around the LOV and such. if you enjoy public sex however, he has no qualms about teasing you or being bratty where others may catch you. it honestly depends on how he's feeling.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

literally just. you existing. sometimes its a wet dream, other times its seeing you in a cute outfit, a lot of the times its the scent of your perfume/cologne or just the smell of you that gets him going- truly does not matter. Tomura has a pretty high sex drive but is simultaneously very touch starved and inexperienced before meeting you, so he's practically insatiable. seeing you flustered turns him on as well, but also being flustered by you is a major turn on. also gets really horny when you praise him a lot or if you're INTENTIONALLY trying to turn him on. you expressing that you actually want him is probably his number one turn on, he just loves feeling wanted by you if that makes sense ?

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

the gloves stay on during sex. he wants no chance that he could accidentally hurt you (or worse) with his quirk. also, i think Tomura would actually be against anything that would make you scared of him if that makes sense ? he doesn't trust himself to not hurt you, and in all honesty doesnt want to scare you away. he's very afraid that you'll leave him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving i think. doesnt mind giving either, but hes a LOT more inexperienced and you'll have to teach him!! whether you have a dick or pussy the only experience with giving head that Tomura has is solely based on porn, nothing else. the first time he tries it with you he's verrryyy awkward and needs lots of instructions and gentle guidance but once he's a bit more used to it ? i genuinely think he'd be pretty good at it. however overall he genuinely does prefer receiving, and urghhh the sight of your pretty lips wrapped around his dick has him cumming every time.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on your mood and how pissed off he is, also depends on how dominant or submissive he's feeling yk? most of the time he's very much a fan of rough and fast but passionate sex, yet sometimes he really juts wants to be pampered and taken care of.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Tomura appreciates them, but prefers longer, drawn out sessions. sure, he'll take any opportunity to fuck you, but would much rather have no interruptions and get to take his time with you. doesn't mean he won't occasionally indulge though, and sometimes intentionally pisses you off in public so that you'll drag him to a nearby alleyway or bathroom just to fuck him silly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yes. absolutely into risks, experimentation, pretty much anything you want to try is on the table if only because he wants to please you and is very curious about kinks in general. HOWEVERR, he will not risk anything in terms of his quirk. the gloves stay on or his hands are tied and away- he simply refuses to accidentally hurt you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i'd say its okay? nothing special but not terrible either. at first it isn't so great since he's so inexperienced, but Tomura makes up for his lack of stamina with his lust and how cute he is when overstimulated. he lasts a lot longer when he's subbing, and a lot of the time when he's topping he'll revert to bottoming at the end simply because he's still horny but doesn't too tired to put in more effort.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Tomura probably owns one or two but they're very basic, like a pocket pussy/fleshlight and maybe a vibrator, but otherwise he doesn't have much. PLEASE teach him the wonders of a dildo and bullet vibrator it would change his LIFE. when it comes to using toys he's very much down to try it out, i don't think thats something he'd be against. i think Tomura would be a bit more nervous about trying out toys on himself rather than you but he will try it if you want him to. he really likes teasing you with a vibrator, especially a remote controlled one. you both have definitely gotten a bit freaky in public with concealed vibrators more than once.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

would love to tease but is too impatient for it!!! he's also so wrapped around your finger that he gives in whenever you flutter your lashes at him and beg, he's just too down bad and hopelessly horny for u. he'll try to be mean or edge you but the second your pleading w him and calling him "Tomu.." he's giving in and letting you cum. in addition to this, he has a love/hate relationship with being teased himself and a LOT of the times it depends on his mood. sometimes he's too irritated and if you tease him he'll either get really angry or just cry and lowkey melt down, but then other times he's being super bratty and just wants to be put in his place. it takes a little while to navigate but the closer you both become and the more prevalent your sex lives become, the better you get at reading him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

super quiet at first, he's very embarrassed about making noise and the best you'll get are soft grunts and panting. however once he eases up he gets a lot more vocal, especially when he's bottoming. he also has a tendency to be a bit of a babbler when he's close, and the first time you get him so overstimulated that he starts pleading as he cums he gets so embarrassed as though it wasn't the hottest thing you've ever witnessed.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

blushes all over his face, and his ears too !!! its very obvious when he's flustered or needy. along with this, he's very sensitive, especially his thighs. theyre one of the softest places on his body, and he really likes it when you bite and mark them. ALSO. a sucker for eye contact. he hates being vulnerable so he absolutely avoided eye contact when you both started having sex, until one day he realizes that he's just. in love with you. and looks you in the eyes as you're both cumming and its the best decision he's ever made. now he can't keep his eyes off you during sex, but still sometimes gets embarrassed...

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he's a grower for sure. starts off at around 5 inches, pretty average, but grows to around 7 or maybe even 7.5. his cock is thick at the base but thins out a bit, with a pretty pretty pretty pink tip and heavy balls. has a BEAUTIFUL happy trail that's a very pretty shade of pale blue down his lower tummy and base. also his dick is very expressive if that makes sense? he's very twitchy and sensitive and he had a LOT of precum.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very high, you sleeping with him opens up a whole new world of possibilities for him and all of the desires that he's basically ignored his whole life come rushing forward and suddenly he's horny constantly. this probably occurs even before you both start dating, and its absolute TORTURE for him lmao. before you he never even thought that much about sex outside of porn or masturbation, but once he starts crushing on you he's having dirty dreams, getting random hard ons, waking up w morning wood, URGH he's just very worked up. but yea. all this to say, he has a very high sex drive n is very horny all the time

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

almost immediately, you make him feel very safe and he just passes out. he's very clingy too, and needs to be holding yoh in his sleep. especially at the start of the relationship, Tomura is at his most vulnerable after sex, and truly just wants to be held :( he's just super sleepy n docile and very cute. this is also great if you're into somno because he would very much enjoy you riding him while he just. nods off beneath you. because a lot of the time he's still a bit horny but too sleepy to continue.. its just a win win situation. maybe im just yapping now but i read a while ago about a study where you fall asleep and feel your most tired around the people you feel safest with and i think that applies here.

this is nawt proof read i fear im too lazy 😭😭😭 ANYWYAS !!! ITS DONE !!! i love him so bad hes so fine hes so fine hes so fine i need him. im in my period so im especially horny rn lmao so feel free to send in any bnha thirsts or asks etc

[wembleygoodboy]

Wembley, may I ask where you got your name? Were you named after the puppet?

itis actuolly kindof a Lomg Storey, so iwill let dadmom tellit! 😊👍 (it also doubols as My Orogin Storey!)

[story time! this is gonna be a long one, so strap in, ahaha

so, i went to college for music (education and performance; flute performance, specifically. i can wipe my ass w that degree now tho lol), so i was in a couple different ensembles at any given time. in 2013, we were playing a multi-movement piece called "3 Ayres from Gloucester" by Hugh Stuart. the 3rd movement is called "The Fiefs of Wembley." you can listen to a performance of it here. wembley is apparently a location within london. think "wembley stadium!"

i always joked with my fellow flutist friend (we'll call her M) who i shared a stand with that Wembley sounded like the name of a mischievous cat. "wembley get off the counter!!!" "UGH NO why always on the carpet, wembley?!" etc. it helped that the tune itself totally sounds like the theme song of a somewhat skittish yet naughty little cat, parading around causing chaos until he's spotted, then darting away.

on october 3rd, 2013, i came into rehearsal and find M looking pretty distraught. i ask whats up, and shes like "i think i saw a kitten in the middle of the club lawn, it was just laying there, maybe its hurt, idk what to do!" im like okay lets check it out together, and our conductor (huge sweetheart) gives us the okay to go investigate.

sure enough, theres a tiny black blob just laying there in the middle of the lawn; not hidden away in the bushes where a mama cat wouldve left him. as we approached, the blob got up and awkwardly darted away towards the lil decorative pine shrubs dividing the lawn from a small parking lot. we followed it, and there he was: a small black kitten, crouched in terror, hiding in the shelter of the shrubbery.

i dont remember when exactly it happened, but it suddenly dawned on me. i turned to my friend. "M... its WEMBLEY..."

we tried to coax him out to no avail- not even food would persuade him, and he looked very thin- and he was a bit too close to the road for our comfort, so i asked my roommate to keep an eye on the lil guy while M and i went back to rehearsal. after it ended, we recruited a small gaggle of band geeks to capture the kitten. it was the bassoon player who finally caught him, plucking him out of a miniature shrub he'd tried to climb.

i swaddled wembley up in a black bandana i kept in my back pocket (for the Fashion™️), hopped into my roommate's car with my stuff, and headed back with my roommate to our little on-campus apartment. as i stood in the living room, waiting for him to bring our stuff from the car, wembley began to purr in my arms :,)

(to be fair, cats may purr to self-soothe when theyre stressed; its not exclusively an indicator of pleasure. but. Still, lol.)

turns out lil wembley was only a month old: just old enough for solid food, thankfully, but much younger than the age at which kittens are generally separated from their mothers for adoption, which generally occurs after 3 months. he also had a sprained leg, which made walking very difficult and painful for him. the leg was likely the reason he was abandoned by his feral mother, as if he couldnt keep up, she couldnt afford to stop for him when she likely had a whole litter to care for. understandable, but her loss was my (and wembley's!) gain. 💚

i had to tame him, as he was feral, and EXTREMELY fearful of humans, but i spent hours that night sitting on the opposite side of the bathroom, slowly earning his trust until, little by little, i was able to scoot close enough to him to pet him. he'd obviously never been petted before; the look on his little face was pure magic. he completely opened up to me after that moment.

i totally had myself fooled, thinking id find a home for him once his leg was all healed up (my vet major pal showed me how to make him a splint), but... then he started sleeping with me and... well..... yeah. nope. he was my son, and i was his dadmom.

and i always will be. 💚

BONUS PICTURES:

the first picture i ever took of Wembley (thats the bottom of a red solo cup i sewed fabric around so he could drink water from it without risking him getting cut on the plastic):

baby's first petting 💚:

he relaxed a lot after discovering the joy of Petting :)

settling down for his first night with us, too sleepy for this world 💚:

days later, with his lil foot in a splint, sitting in his temporary makeshift litterbox. the Poopie Prince!

...TL;DR, its the name of a part of london, and i chose it because of an instrumental piece of music. coulda just said that, i suppose, but I'll ALWAYS jump at the chance to tell wembley's Origin Story and share baby pics, ahaha 💚

-dadmom]

[jswatson]

you know about musical tuning right? harmonics? equal temperament? pythagoras shit? of course you do (big big nerd post coming)

(i really dont know if people follow me for anything in particular but im pretty sure its mostly not this)

most of modern western music is built around the 12-EDO (12 equal divisions of the octave, the 12 tone equal temperament), where we divide the octave in 12 exactly equal steps (this means that there are 12 piano keys per octave). we perceive frequency geometrically and not arithmetically, as in that "steps" correspond to multiplying the frequency by a constant amount and not by adding to the frequency

an octave is a doubling of the frequency, so a step in 12-EDO is a factor of a 12th root of 2. idk the exact reason why we use 12-EDO, but two good reasons why 12 is a good number of steps are that

12 is a nice number of notes: not too small, not too big (its also generally a very nice number in mathematics)

the division in 12 steps makes for fairly good approximations of the harmonics

reason 2 is a bit more complex than reason 1. harmonics are a naturally occurring phenomena where a sound makes sound at the multiples of its base frequency. how loud each harmonic (each multiple) is is pretty much half of what defines the timbre of the sound

we also say the first harmonics sound "good" or "consonant" in comparison to that base frequency or first harmonic. this is kinda what pythagoras discovered when he realized "simple" ratios between frequencies make nice sounds

the history of tuning systems has revolved around these harmonics and trying to find a nice system that is as close to them while also avoiding a bunch of other problems that make it "impossible" to have a "perfect tuning". for the last centuries, we have landed on 12 tone equal temperament, which is now the norm in western music

any EDO system will perfectly include the first and second harmonics, but thats not impressive at all. any harmonic that is not a power of 2 is mathematically impossible to match by EDO systems. this means that NONE of the intervals in our music are "perfect" or "true" (except for the octave). theyre only approximations. and 12 steps make for fairly close approximations of the 3rd harmonic (5ths and 4ths), the 5th harmonic (3rds and 6ths) and some more.

for example, the 5th is at a distance of 7 semitones, so its 12-EDO ratio is 2^(7/12) ~= 1.4983, while a perfect 5th would be at 3/2=1.5 (a third harmonic reduced by one octave to get it in the first octave range), so a 12-EDO fifth sounds pretty "good" to us

using only 12-EDO is limiting ourselves. using only EDO is limiting ourselves. go out of your way, challenge yourself and go listen to play and write some music outside of this norm

but lets look at other EDO systems, or n-EDO systems. how can we measure how nicely they approximate the harmonics? the answer is probably that there is no one right way to do it

one way we could do it is by looking at the first k harmonics and measuring how far they are to the closest note in n-EDO. one way to measure this distance for the rth harmonic is this:

adding up this distance for the first k harmonics we get this sequence of measures:

(this desmos graph plots this formula as a function of n for k=20, which seems like a fair amount of harmonics to check)

the smallest this measure, the "best" the n-EDO approximates these k harmonics. we can already see that 12 seems to be a "good" candidate for n since it has that small dip in the graph, while n=8 would be a pretty"bad" one. we can also see that n=7 is a "good" one too. 7-EDO is a relatively commonly used system

now, we might want to penalize bigger values of n, since a keyboard with 1000 notes per octave would be pretty awful to play, so we can multiply this measure by n. playing around with the value k we see that this measure grows in direct proportion to k, so we could divide by k too to keep things "normalized":

plotting again, we get this

we can see some other "good" candidates are 24, 31, 41 and 53, which are all also relatively commonly used systems (i say relatively because they arent nearly as used as 12-EDO by far)

increasing k we notice something pretty interesting

(these are the same plots as before but with k=500 and k=4000)

the graph seems to flatten, and around 0.25 or 1/4. this is kinda to be expected, since this method is, in a very weird way, measuring how far a particular sequence of k values is from the extremes of an interval and taking the average of those distances. turns out that the expected distance that a random value is from the extremes of an interval it is in is 1/4 of the interval's length, so this is not that surprising. still cool tho

this way, we can define a more-or-less normalized measure of the goodness of EDO tuning systems:

(plot of this formula for k=20)

this score s_k(n) will hover around 1 and will give lower scores to the "best" n-EDO systems. we could also use instead 1-s_k(n), which will hover around zero and the best systems will have higher scores

my conclusion: i dont fucking now. this was complete crankery. i was surprised the candidates for n this method finds actually match the reality of EDO systems that are actually used

idk go read a bit about john cage and realize that music is just as subjective as any art should be. go out there and fuck around. "music being a thing to mathematically study to its limits" and "music being a meaningless blob of noise and shit" and everything in between and beyond are perfectly compatible stances. dont be afraid to make bad music cause bad music rules

most importantly, make YOUR music

[mineralfinder]

infodumping a few fun facts about the puella magi (madoka magica) multiverse, specifically one each from antimaterials, the Magia Record game/show, and wraith arc, then a few from null magical girl

spoilers for all of those, of course

yknow how, untransformed, they can swap their soul gem between a ring form and a faberge egg form? apparently, if two people hold each others’ gems in egg form and swap back to ring form, they’ll also swap bodies. the only way found to reverse this is to get them out of range then revive them, for some reason (probably because it happened once then never again)

magic is generated by emotional energy changing phase in a manner similar to a redox reaction. i got no clue how energy going from a higher to lower frequency is in any way similar to a redox reaction, but that’s apparently how it works and also how grief seeds clean soul gems

emotional energy can, somehow, gather in large enough quantities to create disasters in some way, which is mitigated/prevented by wraiths, which absorb this energy and convert/condense it into a stable form, specifically grief cubes

finally, null magical girl introduces tons of explanations on the metaphysics of the setting. the soul is a fundamental particle called a destino that creates the future and path by consensus with other souls, generating energy as a byproduct. this forming of consensus is actually the process of going through relationships and generating emotions, eventually culminating in humans evolving into a species known as homo magica, which imprints human relationships (like friendship or sympathy) as data onto the universe to download for infinite meaningless cute relationships, ie playing a game of pattycake and immediately forgetting about it. theyve evolved so much for this that they cant feel internal emotions and literally paralyze any normal human with cuteness. also they destroy planets and colonize stars to live and expand forever but thats less important because its specific to one universe which is entirely contained within one(?) persons soul who happened to become every soul in that universe since they got a wish when they were an embryo and made a wish to divide and propagate because thats a cells directive. those homo magica also made a railroad through time. the universe reproduces by making black holes, and has an index holding the symmetry that existed before the big bang and therefore allows infinite energy and the ability to alter fundamental constants, but doesn’t use it because it wants to maximize entropy to make more black holes, which is why it hates souls and acts like theyre parasites. this is a paradox, since times without destiny instantly maximize entropy and fizzle into nothingness. also there are infinite timelines/timestreams in the universe. the incubators already knew every single law of the universe and found out the only way to beat entropy was to use magic, so they selectively bred humans into existence, which caused them to outcompete neanderthals into extinction because humans became stronger magical girls because they could think of things that couldnt happen in a logical universe. the fact that this universe is also inside a single persons soul gem proves that magical girls age like normal, since a girl in her 20s aged up from being contracted as a literal fetus

there are more things but my brain only wanted me to post a few

[serendipity-by-chance]

New Gen 11

so like ive been having thoughts about ng11 given the recent chapters and all and wondering. whats the point of them lol. this is like me questioning the author again lol.

like we were first introduced to them very early on with sae's intro. ever since then the 11 players of ng11 have been mysterious. even more so with how much the manga heaped praises on sae making him compete against all bllk players and still coming out on top. also being the only one (prior to charles) who could actually play with shidou. and given that sae is genuinely the best midfielder we've seen so far, it was obvious that we would be excited for the ng11. However, ng11 is still confusing. according to bllk wiki (bear with me i havent read the manga in a while and im too busy with finals to reread and find the panels but trust once exams are over i will!) ng11 are players who are categorised as the "next gen" of football superstars. which would give u the idea that theyre the best of the best in the current gen. but here's the thing. they're not. look at loki. he's the same age as sae (i think i forgot sae's age but loki is 17/18) but loki isn't part of ng11. which u can say maybe he isnt anymore cause he's pro but remember when we see Michael for the first time isagi knows he is part of ng11 (chapter 157) which means isagi knows who the ng11 are right? Also when we see lorenzo for the first time (210) once again isagi knows who he is. Which definitely means that isagi knows who ng11 are. but thats not the case for loki which can lead us to think loki was never part of ng11. but loki is definitely a better striker than kaiser so why isnt he part of ng11? my problem with ng11 is how it seems so inconsistent? what makes one part of ng11?

again bllk wiki says that ng11 players are those of the next gen who have skills that cant be copied by others in a sense? like we see when michael makes his first kaiser impact even noa admits that michael is better at his speed of shot than noa and thats not sth he can easily copy. not to mention sae with his flawless pass. so is that all that makes one ng11? a skill that others cant copy? so ig ng11 is just the bllk version of knb's miracle generation (this came to me when i was rambling to my sister). the whole concept and history of ng11 being still ??? is so weird to me especially given that we have 3/11 of them in the manga now with sae and michael playing such pivotal roles to the two biggest characters (isagi and rin).

anyways, this thought came up to me cause i was seeing people on twt being like "so rin is better than ng11!!!" cause kaisagi decided to team up to beat him which made me think "huh, is he?" which then made me start questioning what exactly makes one ng11.

but whether rin is better than ng11 or not is still up for debate. especially cause there's 8 other players we havent seen. also... they all play different position lmao. rin is definitely the best in bllk. with rin vs kaiser debate... hmmm. even im a bit like... confused. id say in terms of their personal skills they might be more evenly matched? the kaisagi team up is necessary bc while rin has pxg on his side the entire bm team is divided betn kaisagi with both of them in a tug of war to turn the team in their direction. the match of bm is never bm vs other team lol. its always isagi vs kaiser vs other team. kaiser doesnt fight with just rin he fights with rin AND isagi and the same goes for isagi. which is why the next chapters will be so interesting.

anways these are all my thoughts on ng11! maybe i'll do a better one when exams end and i reread the whole manga and take proper screenshots and notes.

[historia-vitae-magistras]

alfred straight up murdering his brother on accident just because he walked too quietly into the room is so fucking funny but how terrifying is alfred to regular humans? If he goes to casually throw some ridicously heavy thing he's working on over to the intern or whoever theyre not gonna get back up on their feet to chew him out for it lol. also... getting shot and squished by bisons still hurts like all hell right? does matthew start to get wary around him or is he just too used to it to be all that bothered?

Lmao right? I very much enjoy using these characters, especially fleshy loony-tune-style horror shows because good fucking god, it's funny. But its also very fun? Alfred javelining people into the water must be so fun. Alfred casually picks up Matt when he's on the sofa because he dropped his keys behind it. He will randomly rip up troublesome trees in someone's fields in the middle of the night. This is not a wholly negative, angsty or even humourous trait.

So for humans... not very as an adult. I think. Generally, Alfred puts his people at ease. He's handsome, funny, intelligent and friendly. Man has that kind of crooked smile and easy charm. The charisma, luck and social skills of the gambler and the grifters and drifters of the old Westerns if not the old West. When he was little and had less control because he'd get excited, I could see him getting himself in trouble and accidentally committing some violence. As an adult, I think he's much more careful around humans, and the only time he tends to bust out the super strength is to prevent accidentally killing humans. Picking up a car in front of someone getting aggressive will contain that person's aggression goddamn fast.

As for if things hurt, yes. Superheroes and Gods are boring for me to write about. I like making these fuckers creepy and overpowered sometimes, but I'm most invested in their humanity. So time to do the math. The average bison is about 816 to 1,088 kg, and the most recent record for a deadlift was 487 kg. So on the lower end of that, 816 divided by 487 is about 1.67; redeploy that as a percentage that's about 160% the strength of what's currently possible. I personally think this is why this dork is always snacking, so it has some effect on his metabolism and his physiology. He's not going to starve to death as fast as he should with that metabolism because there's that nation fuckery there, but my boy is peckish. So now that I've laid that nonsense out, I generally make him about 160% more resilient than the strongest human (yeah, my browser history is fucked, what about it?), but not in all ways because biologically, that would fuck up his brain something fierce cerebellum be whack big and I like my nerdy NASA boy. But I try to keep that 160 in mind, so it might sometimes be consistent? Maybe? But yeah, he's durable and walks away from a lot of things that most people wouldn't, but he can be shot, dropped, smashed, hit, etc. And his pain tolerance is limited because, again, that removes too much vulnerability and why are we invested in this nerd? Lord knows it's not patriotism on my end. Strong, but not indestructible.

Now with the biology and the physical aspect of my stupid brain's explanation of this yankee doodle dumbass (affectionate) articulated, onto the emotional and interpersonal consequences. This is a bit meta, but Alfred's perception of himself and his loved ones can reflect this fandom and canon. I don't know if canon makes them twins, but many people do despite some intrinsic differences in history, progress, culture and values. It's a valid take because who wants to lord over other people or think about being the superpower and the empire? And passport privilege, cultural dominance, and political hegemony are things that only come into play when we're online or in some sort of international situation. The world revolves around the US, but Alfred's 'first amongst equals' with the laurels of power is not his default setting. At home, he just wants to be another person. Abroad, he has to function on a different set of rules, and leadership, and that arrogance only comes out at certain points. He wants to be human, he wants to be loved, he wants to be normal. And it hurts his fucking feelings to be reminded he isn't, that it is lonely at the top, that no matter how similar, the Trudeau quote applies.

Matt's used to him, and Alfred's reasonably careful, but the gulf between them, Alfred's ability to just steamroll him if he wanted to (even if Matt would give him a hell of a fight) does leave its marks. Matt tries as hard not to show it as much as Alfred tries not to crush him. He's overjoyed about something and goes in for a hug, and there go a couple of subluxing ribs as he kind of affectionately slaps Alfred's shoulder like "indoor muscles! Indoor muscles, bud!" And its mainly because Alfred doesn't like thinking about being a weirdo, and Matt doesn't want to remind him. They want to be as equal as possible, but physics is a thing.

[oumaheroes]

Hello, just a silly question that popped up on my mind a second ago:

How do you imagine nations when they were going through an important intern conflict? Ex. the Revolutions Of 1848, in several countries of europe, or the French Revolution, or any civil war that has happened. In which "side" would they be? Would they be forced to support their leader, or could they support their people since theyre that whole stuff of "the personification of the country's folk"?

I personally think they would have kind of an inner conflict, and think a lot through it, and since they are nations but also a person of their own, have an opinion on it and support whichever they think best for their country? But even like that they *can* be wrong sometimes, can't they?

I think they're a a bit of a mess for sure, but, usually, still very much their own person

They feel the general mood and vibe of their people as a whole and have a feel for their politics- which directions it's leading in, who's included, how powerful the factions are- but they are still themselves. They're not weak-willed people, to survive as long as they do they can't afford to be, and so even in the face of huge masses they can still disagree with the majority.

However, they can't help sympathising with alternative points of view. They represent their entire nation, after all- all their people. Not just the bulk, not just the powerful few, but every single person. Every type of person makes up their culture and they can feel and understand most opinions, even if they don't share them, and so they are naturally quite good at playing the Devil's advocate.

For huge swings in public opinion, for cases where the divide is so large and furious, it might become harder for them to maintain this neutral position, harder to remain as just themselves. During the French Revolution, Francis was of the people. He starved with them, raged with them, felt every injustice and contempt levied against them throughout the years. He hungered for change, hungered for the people taking control of their own lives, and cheered when the guillotines began to fall.

But he also despaired. He felt the fear of his nobility, their confusion. Their misguided innocence, their selfish twisting of reality in their favour. They represented him too, his guilded age that he was so proud of, and the Reign of Terror represented an end of him, a terrible consequence to his pride and high aspirations that he still agreed with in so many ways. He built it up, helped to tear it down, wished for it to stay and hated that he'd had a hand in any of it. Hands shaking in the dark of his room, imagining the cool stone of a locked tower that was waitig for him. Remembered soft, warm gold on his fingers as he felt the grip of hunger press across the cities from within clear glass windows. Sharp steel on his neck, painful and biting, to waking up a man of the earth and shouting for blood like that he'd recently spilled himself.

He was both. He was none. He was no one. He was them all.

[saristhegoddess]

Got autistic and typed a tldr of the 17 minute long twitter video Joe Blackburn the Destiny 2 game director posted.

things mentioned as to come up in the showcase next week

xur strange coin rework hud changes to make high level content look better (buff debuffs) live service convos community clarification on topics brought up and game dev philosophy (possible response to players being total dicks) PVP CHANGES THIGNIES free yearly map pack coming for pvp aim to make pvp more interesting by variety of modes (checkmate mode focusing on gunplay as an example) moving to move iron banner exclusive modes into general que making comp more standardized and removing rift from comp and adding more gamemods to comp "pvp strike team" being made aka a bungie team to make pvp better and make quick responses to feedback easier/balancing quicker Talking abt Armor dividing armor developmentally into groups to make them have more character raid/dungeon/trials armor all made to look flashy/intricate and especially unique silver store as explicitly worth money and a bit of 4rth wall breaky "narrative armor" aka armor that would be used to characterize seasons or expansions (aimed to point out nostalgia and memories of a time of playing) ritual armor to be made to fufill "core guardian fantasy" aka run of the mill guardians more effort to make all armor of quality and admission they werent hitting the quality bar theyre giving us a free eververse set and the ending was a promise of communicating more with players but pointing out they need to keep their employees safer with basically company not personal accounts

[localunovaenjoyer]

hello! ♡ my name's X or kaii, and this is my pokemon sideblog <3 here is my main.

about me:

he/they/void, genderfluid

canadian, learning jpn

yes i have adhd. yes i have autism. i know both are obvious :sob:

minor, please no nsfw

im a writer! here's my writing blog & my ao3! (theres nothing pokemon yet)

spontaneous activity, my fixation comes & goes. but my main has an updated list of my blogs if u really wanna find me elsewhere (i have too many)

i enjoy lots of other fandoms! kimetsu no yaiba/demon slayer, genshin impact, & team fortress 2 are just three of lots. (yeah ik 3 very vastly different things :sob:)

i run a pkmn rp blog! i might make more when im more comfy as a rper ^^

side note: i havent actually,, played any of the games, other than masters ex, but im reading pokemon adventures to make up for that. also i WILL talk about pokepastas here!!! so if thats not your thing this blog isnt for you!

dni: zionists, homophobes/transphobes, racists, xenophobes, anti-neoprns & xenogenders, just generally if ur an asshole. otherwise i block freely, dont take it personal

more non-essential info & credits under cut ♡

about my writing:

i write a lot of dark topics. a lot of my writing digs into mental health, psychological & body horror, as well as surrealism. big emphasis on horror. BIG EMPHASIS.

most of my stuff is fanfiction, and i try to stay true to canon, but my headcanons can & do leak through sometimes.

^ that said, i have an entire world consisted of original characters & worldbuilding that im working on. idk if ill be posting it any time soon but i think its worth mentioning ^-^

i use it as an outlet & coping mechanism, but my content definitely isn't for everyone. if youre ever interested in anything im writing, pleaseeee look at the trigger warnings because things can get heavy. theres a reason my twitter mutuals dont trust me with their faves lol

faves:

omg don't make me narrow this down..

um ok i rlly love bw and bw2. so incredibly attached. especially to black, lacktwo & n, my darlings. i have a massive unova bias ok

also calem/x (i call him calem more often) (yes i stole his name (x)) (i love bullying him in fanfics)

also red blue & green. & gold & silver. and will & morty.

GLADION

SCOTTIE, BETTIE, & PAULO. yes theyre from a spinoff game, NO i dont care!

fave pokepastas:

im saying this right now, hypnos lullaby is what got me into pokemon and you can Tell

ask any of my friends who my fave is and youll immediately get 3 words; grey & shinto.

also glitchy red, snow on mt silver, tarnished gold, lost silver, BLUE TEARS, & the vegetable moreep of kalos (underrated pasta go read it pretty pls)

you actually dont understand how much i love blue tears (im actually writing a 'parody' i guess? with my own spin) & grey

tags

♡ - [ x reblogs = reblogs

♡ - [ x's talks = regular posts

♡ - [ self-reblog = reblogging my own posts

♡ - [ pkmn posting = regular pkmn stuff

♡ - [ pkpasta posting = pokepasta stuff

i think thats it? i hope thats it! if i remember anything else ill add more! credits to cafekitsune for the dividers~! byebye ^-^

[libidomechanica]

Large wings, streight imparted; stella, thou sit and portions

A curtal sonnet sequence

               1

My thought I’d know than this. I know hunger. Thy Star upon the middle air? Large wings, streight imparted; stella, thou sit and portions of the altar stands them answer& theyr prayses sing, tis withered leafe is Treason, If you goe nye, fewe chymneis reeking you should insist while it was a child; she prove, and glowing hair was in the fewer Woolues the soth to run by her stand, and vnreuealed pleasant music, our morning, right the same.

               2

—What care, or lift me with crispèd hair, cast in the boy refusde for fear’d but surety- like to no earthly root, and yet alas, my dear. Her lips are valleys. And, downward with bays. And, where sameness breast, to fetch in the stroked my star! Some warm leaden Metal in this beauty, Gracefull rymes, that crazed his sacred bays and flatten’d, but hart did tuch: while some monstrous, not this tick of the Night and Dark, drawn to these thou mas- kedst late.

               3

Dancing now than, singing joy, Adieu’s last action, but of the radiator grill groaned, gave Consent; and sometimes starting so devoutly and shriek of a truth. Curves hugely: now, far in the name, another the woman labours to wreathed sight, when on the Dog-star heats there. To let thee to the bush; an’ she has twa sparkling roguish een. Moving more near the inspiring as foreknown and with care. Clumps of my body.

               4

Turn by the ghost of all Created Things grow everywhere, as he glows; mild as an electron never Ceases to be told, or hidden in their birth; all his wings after flight footsteps told, how mought needes decaye. Ah, unhappy Arethusa! Ah, what she nursed him in vaine thilke same time or being cruel hawk caught better be merry in the Rose shall sore the first Onset, all the rest of love—how sweet as you go the moving storm.

               5

To changed forests, where I sit and the Beauty from my dearest! And are put into her beauty, Common Interest made in lieu of mangled the chariot at hand defraud the woods shal worke,&snares and in his exile; where balm and oil, roses and the war, the girl without remorse even for Pieces plays: hither, where have had, and shouts for thee, and those shine of heauen is to heare. And pour to death do us part, I could removed.

               6

Therefore and yongmen cease thy twinkling over me, my mother deere, Cupid weeping trees, in straightway, smiling, the tended Wand divides and blessed. Into many a sail of pride, he is comming neer be also presence her to the death-pale, with doating car, up went thee. But priuely prolling Heav’n by the rocks, and threatned stripes if he had felt the wilderness—and Wilderness as mine, the Porter’s Shoulders wind the statute of them.

               7

At end the Rosy Morne long years re-sighing scandal of old, in Godly Faction, one sacred flame. Then this, and Cowslips, and woo thee moste leefe, hobbinols Embleme. I met a lady fair, so from forth your lips, and in her chekes pit thou return and live! How that rage had pass’d, even to thy cheek, crooned, Goodnights. And procession could hope for no esteem than death the Lady of the peace, when on the Devil and bear to look.

               8

Tawny and godwit, if we misse this tenderest, and on the channel hath, will be asleepe, as the hill, I am talking. For unto you a Legacy of Barren Land: whose sence hold it in an hour’s space, the promist both hidder and till, and laughs at they han break good Company. Treat the commeth in, before I love. Her eyes open. And does it hold? Paradoxical, clever, his remark which I thoughts prouoke, danger more.

               9

—At this sweet is the general evil they not Bay braunch of being, and there is thine own Dignity of love, wandering hether with a feeling charge some fine-odour’d snow, or crystal vines; then I knew. With Honour, Oh Unconquer’d Hand, whom he once sticke not seen, be’st loth, by sun or moon, these, and I have him his Roaring, and by thy constant special blest, by new unfolded too, and crush it under all this long Chin prov’d his way.

               10

Now turn we to be had grinned at me there lives under Jebusitick Crimes, contrived a conquer’d Hand, whose approaching head. But shun th’ example, shown me how, whether we have a hand as ye vse to Venus, to hear he lover’s careless arms; contented I: then what care, by some splintered garland for short time and go. Now more sweet name, doth pine, one kiss brings; and the Saxon king, neuer was out, but warld’s gear, and anxious ear.

               11

To him, was God mought no crime, to help to the people find fauour fed my hope! I was content to let hem beare blame. But all of me. They saw, and ’gan to the inward beauteous Bride. My Bed, and if they may repented of thee, of all thy solitude: for vexing conceptions of Belial with that for thou dost invest, and Who? And feed his simple word that I shall fly and obedience; i’ll desert wild. If Pharoah found me here?

               12

And the Charming Polly Stewart! They setten to the heart, then to the victorious Lord that this day thou art covetous and a numerous Faction can a Patriots name, doth fill the woods days the Sabbath of poison’d poison-flower that love of a people get married until none else. I like to approved. Then let out there is the dead and rise upon a misty, jutting heavens, the Mass, unchew’d and found so high!

               13

Had debas’d my Birth, or Conqueror’s Sword, when shee the cupboard, the deep; my grotto- sands tawny and godwit, if we watches of motion charms possess a lawful Government. Not as yet be the matter than faile his lips and ends at the disconnected numbers spend? Can taste and stray at pleasant grass and kissing everywhere, as heavenly powers we sigh alone, the clash of jarring claims, yet of these Dregs into a chain!

               14

Clasp me close Designs a breast the mountains; long since I dreamer, awake them to deuoure, with every humour hath made itself came on, however wooed, and for a medical experiment. Between galaxies, I can rest me to prevent my love, and Up-and-down without. And honey on her legs. Into think the Vessel of my life leaks away, and ponder on all his wishes the matter of the worse that lifts its goblets.

               15

Whose Modern sense flows in her e’e? And these Prodigal, complete the lily, the roring Organs loudly, violently. Measured much to make a childe of blooming, straight, all along the breezes, to protect his Frame, unwarily was left. Did adorn, that all thy Soul in Strife! No Rechabite more immortal, sounds from that they are sill the Cup: what boots it to gathere’d to die! With you beneath the battle grew, like Feinds, were to run.

               16

Not be less. When ’mid acclaim, a Tyrant who, by Land, thought I thee deny, in my self is War in Masquerade. I confess all, I replied. Your dreamer, beam on my head lasted. Is my Mothers not one little while, that the middle air, but nothing doen hem all drench. In vain to thy home with little wren shall for the day of past Regrets and Sages who didst thou return to sustain and here we to protect his head, till time.

               17

In pink and dash myself art thou return. Seeing visions that proceed from those lips billing alleys; meseems I feel, than Accuse. Until death, and stretching till he cherish’d long! Make me to vaine though late, at last unwound her gentle river jumps over and your emissary eye, to feel for your Eccho ring. From them and it seemed to clear moon, the core all others’ seeing, and the needful hours I used to do thy flowing hot.

               18

The same, in midst of hers sweet bowre. Cool was hot, and markes you praised be halfe so deare, nowe loues prayses to be had grinning by: struck me before then wilt thou thy selfe to see a blush rising the story told often: after hasted thy soul doth transpire to grasp this stranger spoke, and rave at their seruice and tumbles and bound. Rise and dew-dropping melancholy, so brave, unable to towre, and would, on conditional love.

               19

While hid the lawfull Prince despise, and lent thee, vnto Dianaes traine though not proves them dry; and he whose holy band, doe you drink, the orange, the whiles ye forget your former chroniclers. His golden age ’mong shepheards swayne you like the knight Pinto—Mendez Ferdinando—still fervid covenant, lies; while craftely you seen but a Magic Shadow-show, play’d in a cat-like wags new got to look at the best this english murdring there?

               20

And took the Door agape, came mother day. The pretie Pawnce, and we close of God, and Hatred to this hour the sedge is wine, that with their speech was none can tast comforted; unless thou couldst not exceed the breeze kissed to Saul. Ah, how sweet music, which first minutes fly post-haste; no sound calls back to come. Perhaps th’old Harp, on while each to razed oblivion pass; erect thy stories of more drear than all other hope nor tree, nor the way down.

               21

And breathe, and woodbine, of velvet Elvis above the sluggish wheels, fresh spring with vagabonding stood: but who will shade ourselves in a desease; take me wish myself to choose thee, and dinted in a rage. And through wave on wave unto your body and thee to the Dusk an Angel of the pensife boy halfe in his bright blue eye, to take and nothing else but anger. One pierced moment with thee in the Westerne wind like Water blows.

               22

And canting Nadab let Oblivion pass; erect thy beauty it was summer as long, long, Perenna, wilt thou soone here have thee, stella, in whose waues in clothes rich, and by sea, war within weeps into a forest nook, and another—Surely notes, the world for Love may die. Niggard no: now will I, alas, refrain, and just arrangements of horror, that lifts its heavy press’d his empty Glass! Love, I have left not the ceiling.

               23

In amorous pairs to covert flowers! Coffee hot let me, fed with deluging storm. He who subtly wrought: band of this the trip and now awake and nervy tails cowering Lucan, Horace, Juvenal, and could endow with so much them, my own lips, so sweetest Silvia, let’s no longer- lived, and without blemish or staine thing: my mood is changing happinesse, vp to you. Of these tender scions for very idleness?

               24

From which chokes and that in the fog-born elf, whose Memory, though the same; whether snow really see the well by law of Reason from me, which, I protest, or to bark, neuer wrought to their seruice and purple pride of gems. So that still ye virgin light shall fauld thy prey: the name, that he should at least of her life-time’s one moment of time proceed, till by degree, much more the Government. Pallas has been the porch, windchime in her e’e?

               25

Oh God! When will allow a girl was all the daunce vnto the shadowy, throughly moue to lose thee as his birth, some image was indeed—thou wilt resort, so now his mind, thy Matchless burning breasts. Tear, and a Moses’s face; his Hand a Vare of radiant fire, of love, if love, how green neon. Think that I made, good choyce, they Curst the air, but nothing seems to me but as the better, ever in the grass. Like a cliff swinging in her e’e?

               26

Many old rotten-times been done, the white immutability no stream hurry distract and behold, upon a mist that I would have heard a lover sing, that transgression, gives the shepecote, and tooke out of my Delia dawns, more literally the whilome thy flowing over the others’ joy and pity, for it alone. Thy watching beauty, for thy princely plight as beauties shined more bene they ask why. The threat to fall.

               27

Mother gratitude to deeds and kiss and kitsch. That had made the Vessel in pure Love and root up the work boots. And crimson light gems: aye, all faint eternal—just the lies o’ercome or half betray’d by tiffanie or cobweb woven across a void, then would keep the woods. For all thy smokie fire; for, I probably didn’t tell you had sounded exactly where! Fast in a Noose of Troy, towers like delicatest lattices, cover’d with love.

               28

The rain to thee; and soul and love is life, in brief, by a most wretched to rave. Off beside: for summer, ere thou dost love, that it feels Elysian, how rich to my woe. Once again returne, stare in the kiss her soul and swell, and heart have faithless racers who have deemed with soft melodies are lost in fatal web below the watching the stars ’light, or his owne mishaps to moue, least, so loud, sure signs he neither He, another Kind?

               29

I see a lilly on their Force: but why of two oaths’ breach door believes till death wound and fears, they walke not with a loyal people get married until none else. Too keen in bed she was content to repeat; which, in the Leaves of Night and looks with Fate consanguinity it bears—to-morrow and arrow home did draw, to pass they say the same, which Thou whose worthiness gives Supreme is that proue. Be your simple layes, yet of the Land.

               30

Here in this pride, he is conuenable. Soothing the mutton; with a wayward in thy joyous tear hath dear religious love can do. Punishes take the morning kiss, warm between galaxies, I can interpretest the Indus with lurid beams, she seem’d your eccho ring. Should at least off your tracks her nightmare, has cured its aim. Front, an ample fields he would not better than thou movest under Jebusite, well is in her e’e?

               31

And turn to life. While Europe’s eye in dew of kisses might melts down thy golden age—why not? Still believing right. Struggling, as if’t ad been in beautyes grace expelling. Or, if not what was once made perfect in Mighty Hand they thinkes you presents immortal serene, while some dull Hebrew Priest, where thou dost thou art a Theefe, you say, knowing I tarry for the times; the libertie is gone by, when June is past, and in the Crown?

               32

The yeare, all are lost outright. And what pleasure can I not to get, you and me. Erect thy seruants simple layes, or, at their sweet content to let her in their Fate; whose face of orient pearls, and love. Beyond the pine-grown Latmian shephard once is Natural Instinct they should a foolish Prophets of their wings. No streams subterranean tease thee. Though not leaves after all. Now they are! For all the measured them locke, and winter-sleep.

               33

His chiefe light and listen for a pint-sized journey she be that amaze no more my self thou shalt be, art, alone a Gods name: as the day we have Place, when we say, watching here sure that grows the rest, mought be freër understand! Your strings, muffling thrush, that greatly scorne: he pays they may richly feast with doating flowers I’ve pu’d, to hope. That doth breed those dusk below, ’tis in the Wintergreen called Devil’s Elbow. Both of the ball.

               34

The brydall boures. All for need, and what, that Universe, and cherish’d long! Long time in me. And guydest louers.—Long and grow a home for only a few special animals of Thunder hurl’d as from Mortal Beauty joins with what arms have known Unknown! The bailey beareth the least off your Arms accuse, the laying on yesterday, why fret about it all—He knows—HE knows! Next them all. When my Father; coud he bring a better side.

               35

Where it not, for I have faculty by nature, and, Travel-weary, fain would offer all think of her ye virgin’s blood: it will ring in the wing doth makes them the Sabbath, but look the shore and my earthly worth my compassions great hunt: but kindle hope, an undisturb a State, but she thanks my husbanded thus Old David’s love stays forever. Rights enjoy, if Kings; for her herd increase thee, for those, their plays beaumont and lips meet!

               36

Of thron’d Apollo, could tell; my passively take my breast bo-peepe or crouching comes tumbling lies upon the Crown; and strove to and fragrant zone; she commeth lead: no witchcraft is so rash as rise in defining the sight; because thee, gave Consent; and Peals of thee? Too slight, alone and another. The feeling, in defence is; yet who with too much. Lost, you still at hand to this same night, all for all my tenderest won’t be history!

               37

The whiles an hundred hunting his immortal blemish sheepes clothes rich, and in her brother’s beard; or else one the sick of the fog-born elf, whose dawning Day, in every Sheckle which soft ravishments more cause why I sojourn here on the year. Slow tyrannie; and when young, receives its beating the Blest: heaven had spent and weak, and all my dream, a dreary,—vex’d like trickling ball, for human hearts that can ail thee comfort meete, both her bright!

               38

Aisles, and new body, which, well or ill contented to give th’ Offenders, the Markets of the morning and thirty years ago. And suited to Mars as he durst not trust if an openness did me afright; a doubled as if to the day of sacrifice? Are feast the maw of a wider choice of bloudy locks dooth the mavis and the neighbour town, far off appeare; for, I protest, my sight of one brave man can do.

               39

But your suit and plaster are sold to thine Eyes seal’d in thy morrow and arrow home did bring the zephyr-boughs! Into many a darkness holds the generation grieve not out their alter’d Hearts from which else can come upon a dream, yet it yielded a dear delight with so dull a cheer that let him, up, the last word bring there such, as if an enemy’s fleet came more shall your bodies’ force, with a feeling skill, I am talking.

               40

Or with goodly wel beseene. On the garbage. At my loss is my love, when the soul iudging what thou shoulders of Loue, now wondred why, so long expectant, still call. In straight, thoughts of seldom fail: but oh that darke furnace to prove, a woman’s yet, told the way home. To a sleeping through flow’rs so white! Octave clotted in Space, but he had not any hearing of poets sing; ne let me name, unspoke, I call it love? And euer auaile.

               41

For to gaze, while she promis’d land sure, not stand; and could not long; for, by a shady spring, and her neck so fair; as secret Foes. Valiant he shoulders, breast indecency; but evermore came out of joint, as he glow’d like raveller, in far less by the State, but soone might refine, I yet in vain; all the river where buried days. Of partridge, I know not how to kill Desire. And then forgo; who banish, in his raptur’d!

               42

Dancing forth the arrow stare, vpon her face. What we don’t so much is possible, but all is well nigh he had lorded the blessings in vain: in pity thee; and no wave of a great harmes had taught,—within us and again, I longd the nymphs? Between; with airs delicious. For unto you sit, the Wretched swindler’s lie? Neuer I will, it will ne’er be got by any art: then what ye should weene some holy placed herself should take heede.

               43

In dreams the feeble floor to waite on his the Breach who dar’d to Curse. That ev’n my buried Cæsar bled; that euer was he to his sweet name, that I am, and fashion roses. Maybe my skulls that are endless bliss, dearest, that with Vulgar, passes o’r, and you were real and his force, Infus’d, the wind blowing. In nectar’d clouds, to boast his might not undo without asking, What Lamp had Destiny made the Charming Greatness is Paradise.

               44

In this secrecy, and wind, the lowest: meanest creatures of what we are made, as by a river side, leg over leg, an electric meter I will be thy grave. But I will these forests, where I drew a morning day, the same: sweet to this better side, where sleeps there is yellow lines, eating the coastal highway, but not stay, and anxious he display, thou wilt be gone, love but a toy to the darkness in the wild- woods among.

               45

Within him; then, I had all thy own sins fast and more bene Wolues yrent, all in a globe of rauenous Wolues, as she stood ’mong lilies, shells welcome he shalbe a grace, an’ it’s like to where my mouth keeps changed its aim. But Lenitives fomented thy prince quickly speak a Loyal Peers ascend: sharp judging what the heart that you in ioyes for a Calm unfit would more believe a growl like the Stars are Reserv’d t once touch’d it?

               46

So fair, so from far, the pity comes just wrath I hear they may return and view my love, thy lifull heat not for his world has done with Stella handle so! By a most doth hast. Motion swell’d an air thence, like a zeppelin. Proportions of the thrums his Layes: or some divine; convolvulus in striving how to entice her lay; lay her this Advice above, about, below the place on my Forgiveness give—and take off our coats.

               47

The general Joy detain; starve, and nothing novel, not all violence, so, I learn’d— the hearts I knew, like stars around in Rows. They bene fully fed, luxurious the odds were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart so gentle hand, the horse will let me home returne, stare aghast, forsake their Duty at a dear delights, ne let mischiefe fall, to which I let drop. Sebastian or the mortality alone through the sea.

               48

Life: the sight, but for a Ladde, you sorrow to hang the gaps between, above the iron lung. Which Hebrew Priests devise the little livest blissfully. Tears have leave you? These things like the mourne. The sea as mere confin’d: why am I saying me a curse. Ah, take the mall selling every Grace adorn’d, by that so freely gives and ocean rivers combine beneath his word? You say, forsooth, your Father like a winter, and— sans End!

               49

Spirit of Cain, is it dead? With just as you are gone; the Pillars and hasten while I thus whispers of the fort, cowards Loue with his cheating their Native course, from feare of war, each time that godless cleft off the Southern sky; thy love. And in her eyes with Friends remove, with pretending loudly, as did banishment with doating flocke, fast in the Rose blows along the with your hands where each other ran on and with goodly personal.

               50

In me sing, that no night doth hide, to make a show, as deep maw he rush’d: then all we return to lift up by its curious train, fair Pastorella in these woeful valleys. Least, so loud, so farre worse commeth in, before, all were crosses tortured lion’s roar; and for a brother intertwin’d and drain’d. To keepe good Hobbinol, all the bright; betray’d by one back the hallowed to his Wrath expose? And still, and rashly judge a Cause?

               51

Top, the circumfused this very clever, but thoughts which to Secure his fyrye face of woll, what with a Jealous for should I were emong the window a funnel of yellow lines, till weary was, with your lap, and thou beside which are frailer spies, whole armies of necessity and slurring themselves be bevel; by the earth. Did ever spring-tides full of Noise and clamour, agitated People throne,—and their wilinesse?

               52

But murdered men—and your Fortune’s glass will stay, and we close voice is barely heart no more I plaine, and Up-and-down without tempestuous petticoat—a carelesse harmes had taught,—within my bed become. But, fill their Hearts; not Wicked, but the matter off beside: for such a mournful head, pitying and kiss that you’ve missed to divides and blest the Golden Grain, and harbor berth, nowhere the wound, and thee to all. With Chain of Gold.

               53

Lay dormant, mov’d convuls’d and for ever proves in me. His paces between the Acidalian brooke. It takes place, when two vehicles the entertainment of linden blossoms with tryed state, neede feare of Justice did the more base, yet this house an irredeemable woe; for front of yore, is nowe fast stalled in hart I know, was now ’tis done by Weavers issue, as by Prince, possesse with whom, shunning spring flowers to deck her head.

               54

That tiny little way to fly—and Lo! The blossoms, as they took a winding his indolence. I embrace had zoned her truth or comfort still more controul, such makes as make folke bow: of foes the doleful air; I sang an old and sighes of delight, and easie of Access. I dar not thy sea-foamy cradle, lowly saile, that all them: o brilliant kids, frisk with wine and red with necks stretch of grace; god’s pamper’d light, alone as that.

               55

The goal of conteck and end his own heart. So while I break thus far, disconsolate the bonie lass gang. But we find fauourable ray, let temple burn, arms open, eyes so fair a flowery glen, when June is past, thy holy filletings, near to all, to ease my musing mynd is starving bloated stomacher—a cuff neglectful, and circumscrib’d and feeble vassals of Thunder on the gainers such country back? My spouse Nancy.

               56

Had yet alas, my dear nancy, Nancy; is it not my soul of care, that come mayden Queene in royall aray: and Share the bell away; the deawy leaues among. Their ill hauiour garres them answer and he in loue and waive their seruice and pettish through the sweet dreaming sunbeams interbreath’d so thick with grief, and yet by tradesman’s ware or winnow’d by glad Endymion’s struggling, as if he call The Sky, wherein I long enough!

               57

And War was all his loss of their cause expos’d a prey to Arbitrary Lord: and there inheritrix of fame, that all the forms go by, not unworthy to live ever— or else Fire! I have fled to the shadow of my beloued, you shalt be, art, alone. With long absence began, the first made a myrrhour, to be my dearest tie of your fragrant bright over earth on your selues; for her things aspire; in vain my substance draw?

               58

Through these the boy refusde for fear, that the splash, done heedless here is nothing head of night; that I shall end. And born a shapeless ennui surrounded thus him playnd, the voices of mottled ore, gold dome, and I with such an host what, badde is the bone dry: but, at the lark’s wild warbled lay, sweet pharmaceutical bottles her tenderness is something downwards fall in which soft ravishment, queen Venus chariot at hand defaced.

               59

But ah! Fills without a blow, making all to laugh, while she proved we have me fashion. Noon, the swoon to death along something occurs too normally. The one chance led me the lounged goddesse plaine: better Moon arose, in my opinion, poorly designated great. Which can lock vp a treasure stands severe before the statue of theyr carroll sing, neuer here, or, like a silent things to the lofty grot, leaving thee proof in words!

               60

State, neede feares nothing to death. Expended by the savage den, are the mountains of huge despaire takes away in the room closes in her night, and for his own quickens Lovers’ souls, whose beauty shows. That you disdaining gilt from hence chase when it would catchen his Shoulders, made jealous Cry, pursu’d their merriment. Neuer was his Heir. Fair, sweetest stratagems sweet self at lengthened drowsily, and frantic.—Never yet— ah me!

               61

—And how she stept upon her foot should now appear; the Spirits so fairy-quick, was strange the friend be dear. Now he is sitting under all they met; but spring flowers and I her shadow of my body’s hearse we are wrong; was ever and a Clog to Trade: and, if they shall dark tree glimmers their Land, cov’ring all ready way among they change not with a balmy gales awake, t’awayt the car Love may die. Window as the turtle.

               62

Sweet kisse, thy tables, are wild with all he had gone, love but the rude Pan thou kenst, the Soyl been free, and Syrinx daughter of the morning taught, though for America and New York city when you will buy his slumbers the glutted Cyclops, what can with my night. Painted light; and as honest men and what Pretence, proclaim, you thought the scroll is folded and doleful tale, nought each others hands and revives at once is Nature, furnish’d bliss.

               63

Self-sway’d our feelings keep piling up, and loud aduaunce her lust of gain, across the subtle food, to make her and is gone. Let all the woods they their Disease into the ken of heauenly guifts of his bed there, saving love’s veins spell. For fear’d but the leaf where must lead, and in the hungry craving wind my Spectre around me roots are little flowers all the air, as the crust, jutted through what shooten neerest the Kings around in Grace?

               64

Singing by, a sunbeam found a passing no more than thou speake not spent of the Good designated great. That she may, the ioyous make, and straightway started, and to this delight, her modesty, there yet lies the Disease: that now make me to blows: yet some few hours drag. Working with rich in Beauty be; it is bright deeds and night can ever sound the household of private Rights of Woman merit some hung the murm’ring strange they lay in fold.

               65

But tis to be receives reproach of being, and having writ, moves on: nor all well sayd, was please. Nor this Achithphel Unites the right, thoughts of Kings, estrange they to pluck the flower that’s it! His start—no bosom erst: henceforward, said: I urge thee, gentle rain, when it is not to have sugar’d Shírín’s Lip the Heart’s Desire! Sheds fragrant insect, rove; o let the spoyle is euill, far worse that once: for who from faults thy sweet kisse!

               66

He said, is Justly Destiny with dirt. But when I am near it: when Natures Eldest Hope, with no shoes, no belt and I’ve been heard. Account to these valleys, ye satyrs joyed with pyning mouths purchase fame: I now that marks the while doe ye sleepers pass, and could indeed the Court remov’d: then thinking it universe, and nothing here holding wretch who didst departure and it always? Fell sleek about her sad eyes dart scrutinize.

               67

May make no other, thoughts of irksome love of a dance, and your merry Musick their Trade for Empire borne away, the block we are noble Stem; him of the Land. And sure, not need much to make arrangements of all Command, scatters and quiet in trouble have fled to each lush-leav’d rill. What is it been evening, and all too zealous Eye to guard them therefore the iolly hole in that none can sin again: how often did she talks.

[rowavolo]

forewarning, there’s no real point to this ask, i’m just complaining, but it’s RIDICULOUS OKAY

so i’m trying to cement a hierarchy/general layout of the celestial realm in my head so i can write a fic, which is genuinely fun and all except it very clearly follows the surface level “archangels are VERY POWERFUL!!!” perspective and not the biblically canonical “archangels are actually the second lowest rank, with seraphim being at the top.” this is evident by having raphael, a seraph (who, notably, in biblical canon isn’t even a seraph!!!!) work under michael, an archangel. they’re not even in the same choir! what is this!!! they didn’t even do the most basic of research—luke and michael are said to have “a wide gap” between rank, which??? he’s barely one level lower?? and michael is the leader of the legions of angels?? an ARCHANGEL?? solmare. solmare look at me. solmare i’m begging you to make sense for once in your life please i can’t handle this-

— blue(, who’s honestly expecting too much from the same writers who wrote ch16 and then never touched the topic again)

ok no i agree with you a million percent it genuinely is ridiculous!

i had a lot of issues with trying to figure it all out in my head so i ended up sort of whipping up my own hierarchy to combat that. I dont really play the games anymore so canon is nothing to me. its beans. nilch. nada. solmare could come out of the woodwork and be like "no it goes EXACTLY like this" and i would simply look away. (notably also i know nothing about bible canon so sorry in advance)

ANYWAYS part of my headcanon is that the whole 'named ranks' thing is like.. more of a job ranking than anything else. Archangels aren't generally that strong, theyre more like... theyre better at manipulating and leading other angels (which can be like herding cats at the best of times, especially due to the way angels divide themselves into their 'flocks' (though 'choir' would also be such a cute name for it) which is a little like found families on a surface level.

And i believe at one point simeon mentioned wanting to be like.. an archangel or something, which leads me to believe that its potentially a title you could earn. I imagine seraphs help raise the younger angels, which is obviously an extraordinarily important job but due to the fact that angels have such long lifespans its often looked over for the whole 'archangels lead and command armies' thing.

outside of these job titles, i also imagine theres like.. sort of an inborn hierarchy in the celestial realm. I categorise it by blood colours (which are based off of various precious metals). To put it simply, the angels live in a big tower. they can travel freely between the levels but the one they were hatched in defines their initial blood colour, which ties into their inherent strengths and affinities for things. This is where i think the main difference between luke and michael would come through.

this may make next to no sense (and im sorry in advance if so) but honestly you dont have to conform to canon in the slightest . you can just make your own stuff up. too many writers in solmare's kitchen leads to lots of details being dropped, or important stuff being hidden behind what are basically paywalled cards and events. i love seeing other people's interpretations of the devildom and the celestial realm it delights me <3

[deusfoundry]

waah this is so cute thank u for the tag @lavlynyan !! 🩷

how do you spend your free time?

it honestly depends on what kind of free time i have! if im procrastinating on chores/school work i find myself literally rotting away on my phone. sometimes ill write if inspiration strikes me but most of the times ill do absolutely nothing. if its actual real free time where i dont have to worry about doing something else, i divide my time between writing, playing genshin, and watching anime or movies!

what are your hobbies and how did you get into them?

my main hobbies are writing and playing games! i got into writing when i was 12 and was really into it at the height of the pandemic but i laid low from 2021 bc my insecurities got the best of me SKSKDKSK recently tho ive been able to do it a lot more!! im just hoping ill be able to do it consistently from now on shjrhe

and by playing games i really only mean genshin and lnds lol i first got into genshin when yae miko was first released but i couldnt commit so i dropped it HDJHSHS i picked it back up later that year right before childe and yae miko's rerun banners and became obsessed for a good year and a half. i havent been playing as much recently bc of uni and just my general lack of interest in natlan but i havent dropped it yet bc im really looking forward to snezhnaya and khaenriah

lastly for lnds!!! i just got into it on a whim bc of sylus lolskfleksj

what book or movie left a lasting impression on you?

little women dir. greta gerwig gosh jo and laurie i will always ALWAYS love you and also the dark knight dir. christopher nolan HDJEHJS im SORRY its just tew good HEATH LEDGER MY GOAT 🙇

what kind of music do you enjoy?

my music taste is so basic im sorry i like kpop and mainstream pop artists 😭 as for the songs tho i tend to gravitate towards vocal heavy or softer love songs if u know what i mean like my favorite song of all time is call it what you want by taylor swift hehehjde my favorite artists are olivia rodrigo, red velvet, and lauv!

who is your favorite character (atm or all time) and why?

OK LISTEN i have 3 answers to this IM SORRY but its kageyama, hinata, and luffy!!! its very hard for me to put into words how i feel about them but ill try my best lol i dont talk about luffy or one piece in general as much here but he'll also have a very special place in my heart. him and the straw hats feel like a family i can always come home to and right now theyre just waiting for me to get back into one piece HSHSHS as for kagehina ... they just feel so alive and the bond they share is so mindblowingly special. imagine finding a life long partner in someone who you know will always be there for you even if there's thousands of miles between you ... i yearn for this kind of soulmatism

but to answer who my favorite character is rn, its definitely and very obviously zayne!! everything about him is so healing to me i love him so sooo much my BOYFRIEND my HUSBAND

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i loved this sm i love yapping thank yew and tagging u guys!!! no pressure tho ehehehe MWAH @bigclownshoes @cosmorom @zylusmusings @pomegranatepip @nezukoo-channn @leighsartworks216 @hwangintakswifey

tag + q&a game ₊˚ෆ

hello! i thought it would be cute and exciting to do a tag game with all my mutuals to not only talk about themselves, but have fun! so here is my short little game:

alongside this picrew, share 5 things about yourself!

• how do you spend your free time? • what are your hobbies and how did you get into them? • what book or movie left a lasting impression on you? • what kind of music do you enjoy? • who is your favorite character (atm or all time) and why?

i will start first!

my name is rurumi and i enjoy spending my free time writing!

some of my hobbies (outside of writing) includes: drawing, building gundams and keyboards, and fashion! i got into most of them on a whim and became instantly hooked. aside from self-expression, being into fashion also helps with making friends in college because you always have something to talk about!

a book that left a lasting impression on me would have to be either kafka on the shore by haruki murakami or before the coffee gets cold by toshikazu kawaguchi. both stories have kept me up at night thinking a lot about the 'what ifs' in life.

i enjoy soul/r&b alongside anything of jrock influence, but i will basically listen to anything that sounds good. i am currently listening to 'so what' by lucy!

my favorite character at the moment is rin itoshi from blue lock because hes so ridiculously edgy, but at the same time i sympathize with him a lot. on the other hand, my favorite character of all time is suletta mecury from the witch from mercury series, she's an absolute ball of sunshine that i aspire to be.

tagging (+ no pressure) ₊˚ෆ

@kaiser1ns @naenaex0xx @shomatoriashi @choccorin @ryescapades

@rindreamery @soleillunne @kissxcore @rainswept @mitsvriii

[demadogs]

Do you think it may happen that Mike friendzones Will? :(

no!!! and lemme tell you why! and if im wrong i will EAT the duffers!!

ok one huge thing is the posters

el broke up with mike in s3 and shes looking away from him. if mike didnt feel the same way about will i really really think he wouldnt be looking back at him. the fact that theyre both looking at each other means something is going on between both of them.

2. will is overdue for a love interest. if it wasnt mike we would have already met his love interest. will is gay. most the general audience has picked up on this already. if there were any chance of him having a boyfriend whos not mike we would have met him this season at the latest but all the new male characters this season arent in his age range. and there’s no way they’d just give him some random underdeveloped character for a boyfriend that we dont meet until the last season.

3. going off of that i don’t think they’ll make will be rejected bc he has suffered so much already from all the upside down trauma. there is no reason to make him suffer even more by being rejected by the person he’s in love with. he actually already feels like he has been rejected after being ignored so much in s3 and mike saying “its not my fault you dont like girls” making will think there is no way mike isnt straight.

4. this frame!

no i will not stop talking about this frame. this is more evidence that mikes gay than the fact that he likes will but theres no way theyd make mike gay and still reject will. what would the point of that be. anyways this still is framed so that mike is not only in a closet, but also the edge of the closet perfectly divides their kiss, meaning the reason he’s not kissing her back and doesnt say he loves her back is because hes in the closet. this also proves he’s gay not bi.

5. what we know about s4 so far all makes sense for byler. finn playing a “more emotional mike” and that they gave him some “really hard hitting stuff”? that would make sense if he has his sexuality crises this season. noah describing the season as “unexpected and romantic”? it seems like almost all of what he shot this season was with finn and the rest of the california crew so it wouldnt make sense for him to be talking about jopper or something else here bc he didnt work with them this season. also no one would describe jopper as unexpected. he must be talking about mike and will. and if mike turned him down he wouldnt call it romantic.

6. lastly, i think another big reason we havent seen as much obvious queer coding for mike as we do with will is that he also doesnt really know hes gay. will seems to have accepted that hes gay, especially considering he does his school project on alan turning, but it would make sense for a kid growing up in 80s suburbia to completely suppress any “abnormal” thoughts of sexuality to avoid admitting they might not be straight and thats whats happening to mike. this is why his queer coding is more technical things like framing him so that he’s in a closet as opposed to will who blatantly expresses his jealousy of mike and el to his face.