#tho I might pick up the couple piece again

[ffxivtribehydrae]

@actualkomodo tagged me for WIP Wednsday so here we go!

Though, it's actually only one of these which is a WIP, the others are scrapped pieces I just did for fun or lost interest in completing. Bottom right I sketched out long ago and poke every now and then with experimental styles, that I one day hopefully will be pleased with enough to consider done!

[ofswordsandpens]

just finished episode 6…. truly don’t know how to feel about these changes. would love to know your thoughts bc i’m just kinda baffled by some changes tbh

Mixed feelings as always:

Percy's dream slapped. I loved Kronos's actor. It felt perfectly eery. No notes.

No percabeth late night convo on the truck. This doesn't surprise me given we sort of did that on the train already, but now there's just another iconic book moment that we'll get bits and pieces of, but never actually get to see in its entirety/original setting.

I did vibe with the glass prism tool for the iris message and it was pretty cool. The Percy + Annabeth argument was great but I'm gonna be honest, Luke being like "you're arguing like an old married couple" was laying it on a tad thick to me idk idk. I know I'll probably be in the minority there lol but I think it would have liked the line better if Percy and Annabeth got more embarrassed to his statement but they both reacted to it like :/ so it just felt heavy handed on the show runners part more than anything

Lotus Hotel vibes? Lackluster. Uninspired. It just didn't capture that outrageous paradise for kids feeling from the book because they turned it into Hermes' hangout so there's a whole bunch more adults than kids. Basically felt like if you took the movie's version and turned down the energy of it by a mile lmao. (Which is also ironic given RR's post about it today).

And of course the kids immediately know what's happening so like. No fun mystery. No Percy figuring it out. Just them being like "omg we need to be careful" and then immediately separating from Grover lmao.

Okay. LMM's Hermes.... it wasn't bad. Thankfully there was no singing. He was fine. It's more or less that turning the Lotus story line into a Hermes' storyline was like an "okay, I guess we're doing this" thing. I mean I guess we finally introduced something for the non-book reader's to pick up on that Luke might not have the best relationship with his dad (and consequently the gods). But like, nothing about this storyline is something that isn't introduced later on in the books. Nor was it better or more interesting than the original lotus storyline in the books.

Again, its the constant replacement of everything fun and silly and absurd in the book and turning it into a very serious moment, is just like, killing the energy. Seriousness is good. Silliness is also good. The book balanced it greatly. The show struggles here.

Glad we got a Pan mention tho!! Finally!

But um 4 pearls, so no dilemma about who to save. A part of me is relieved because the show's created like 3 other sacrifice convo scenarios so its gotten bit reductive, but Sally being a part of the equation is an entirely different dynamic and now that dilemma is theoretically gone. (unless he loses one of the pearls?)

And Percy's missed the deadline?? Right?? So like? I really don't know what we're doing anymore. In the book the deadline was pretty strict lol. Here I guess the deadline was like, a loose suggestion? Percy's walking into the middle of the god's battle field with master bolt in his hand? Idk.

Overall things in the show feel messy and way less cohesive. They seem to know that certain things from the book are important but not necessarily why, or they'll introduce events or plot points strangely late or way too early.

[bradshawed]

OKAY OKAY YOU DONT HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS AT ALL BUT YOU SHOULD WRITE LIKE A STEVE ONESHOT THING WHERE HES DATING (Y/N OR OC IM NOT PICKY) BUT HES STILL PINING FOR NANCY AND LIKE STILL IN LOVE WITH HER SO HIS S/O BREAKS UP WITH HIM BC SHES TIRED OF BEING LIKE "A BACKUP OPTION" AND ALWAYS SECOND CHOICE TO NANCY AND ITS LIKE SUPER ANGSTY AND BASICALLY IT TAKES BEING WITHOUT THEM FOR STEVE TO REALIZE HOW MUCH HE LOVED THEM AND THEN THERES LIKE A LOVE CONFESSION. (THAT WAS A CRAZY RUN-ON SENTENCE OMG)

YOU CAN IGNORE THIS IF YOU DONT LIKE THE IDEA THO <3

Second Best — Steve Harrington

summary — nancy wheeler, the one who got away. she’d always be his first love and you’d always be second best so what was the point of pretending he could love you even just a little?

warning/tags — fem!reader, she/her pronouns, angst, steve being dumb, swearing, bits of stancy, arguing, fluff, the gang scheming

note — thank you so much for requesting! I absolutely adore this idea and loved writing it so so much, I hope I did it justice even if I did slightly go off the prompt. you’re an incredible writer, one of my favourites on wp, and I can’t wait to read your works on here too. I love you tons! thank you again and I hope you like it <3 also, credits to soph for steve’s middle name, ilysm!

word count — 2.5k words

This was the third time in the space of a couple of minutes that you’ve caught Steve staring at Nancy from where he sat on the couch, to say you were sick of it would be an understatement.

It had been movie night with the whole group which had truthfully been long overdue and very much needed but surprisingly difficult to plan with everyone’s hectic schedules. But here you all were, finally relaxing for the first time in months in Steve’s spacious living room among a bundle of cushions, in what should’ve resembled a fort built by the boys. The second movie of the night was playing on the projector that Robin and Max had set up and an abundance of snacks and sugary drinks had been brought beforehand to account for everyone’s tastebuds. With the way things were going, however, it seemed like staying over at Steve’s after the night was over was simply out of the question.

Dustin sent you a sad look from his position on the floor smothered by multiple duvets. It would have been funny if it hadn’t been for the situation. The room seemed to cool another ten degrees when Steve unwrapped his arm from around your shoulders mid-scene, shifting away from you slightly. You were both oceans apart and yet he didn’t even seem to notice the space between you. And this wasn’t the first time it had happened either.

The credits rolled in and Nancy offered to grab more snacks while the kids decided on the next movie. Steve practically jumped at the chance to follow her to the kitchen, or maybe you were just overreacting like usual. It didn’t matter anyway, the fact was that he was with her, not you and the way he looked at her told you everything that had been left unsaid.

You quietly got up from your place on the couch, surrounded by colourful blankets and softly padded around the room, picking up your car keys from where you’d left them and moving to the hallway to put on your coat and shoes. El moved to stop you but Eddie gently placed a hand on her shoulder, letting you go with a sad nod. You couldn’t stay, they knew that, but still, some part of you wishes they would’ve asked. You might have not been there from the beginning but they loved you all the same, if not even more and vice versa. You were the missing piece in their family and for them, you’d do anything even if it meant watching Steve pin for his ex girlfriend.

You’d almost made it to your car before Steve appeared at the door, the expression on his face a mix of everything and seemingly nothing you were looking for all at once. “Where are you going, the movie’s about to start. Mike’s picked out some cheesy horror movie which I know you love to watch and Nance has opened up the last pack of those giggles cookies you love with the weird faces on them-” You hated horror movies, regardless of if they were cheesy and predictable or not, and those giggle cookies with fudge and vanilla cream in them- god you hate them too. You’d eat fudge by itself but for some reason when it’s added to something else it just doesn’t taste right to you.

“Steve.. I’m not feeling great, I’m gonna head home a little early.” You knew he didn’t believe you. You never could lie to him, and his judging eyes told you enough. Not to mention you called him Steve, you never call him Steve, but he didn’t notice.

“You seemed fine a while ago to me. What’s wrong, maybe you can lay down in the spare room?” There he goes treating you like you’re one of the kids and not his girlfriend but that’s not what irks you the most, it’s the fact that mentions the spare room. Not his room, the spare. “Nance can give you one of her green teas, they’re magical I swear, you’ll feel better in an instant. Actually, let me ask her now.” He walked away towards the door, completely disregarding anything you’d said, acting for a moment that he was even paying attention to you tonight bringing up Nancy again and suddenly, you’re done.

“No!” Steve pauses mid stride, hand on the half opened door, slowly turning around shocked by the volume and the panic in your voice, “I’m done Steve, I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.”

“Wh-what?!”

“You’re in love with Nancy.”

“I’m what-?!”

“Ha, see you can’t even deny it.”

“Because there’s nothing to deny!” His voice raises even further. He’s never raised his voice at you. He knows how much you hate it and it reminds him of his father so he never did; guess there was a first time for everything.

“Don’t. You don’t love me, you never have. You don’t even know my favourite movie genre or my favourite snack-”

“Yes I do, I just told you!”

“Those are Nancy’s fucking favourites! See you’re pinning after her with those love sick eyes of yours and you don’t even know it.”

“What so not knowing your favourite movie genre or snack is a crime now?! So I’m expected to know everything about my girlfriend?” This elicits a rather loud scoff from you causing Steve to clench his fists in frustration and anger. “We’ve been dating for almost a year so yes, I do expect you to at least know those two things.”

Steve starts again but you cut him off fearing that if you don’t get it out now then you’ll go back to apologising to him the next day and burying it even deeper within you. “It’s her, it’s always been her. I don’t know why I even bothered but I thought you were over her, I truly did. But every time she walks into a room your eyes brighten and they don’t leave her for a single fucking second. You bring her up into every single conversation as if her ghost wasn’t already haunting our relationship and I feel like I’m always being compared to her in everything that I do. Stevie I love you, I truly do but I’m sick of feeling like I’m second place.”

Silence. He doesn’t say anything for what feels like forever. You wished he’d say something, anything, do something to prove you wrong, to tell you it was all in your head or that he’d change, that things would get better. A flash of emotion appears on his face before he puts back on his ‘King Steve’ mask. He never used that with you.

“Okay.” That’s all he says before turning back towards the door and leaving you standing out there in the cold.

That was months ago and here you were with the gang calling you from a pay phone on a Sunday. It seemed like your plans of crying your eyes out to another sappy romance movie that reminded you of your relationship with Steve had been ruined. “Heyyy Y/Nnnn”, came a sheepish voice from the other end of the phone call.

You knew they could feel your eye roll from there, “What do you guys need?”

“What, can’t we call our favourite adult and tell her that we miss her?!”

“Ignoring the fact that this is the first time you’ve called me in months, no Dustin, you can’t call without wanting something first. And favourite?! Ha, nice one. What do you want?”

“Can you please pick us up from the skatepark?” At least he had the common sense to give the phone to Max when the gang wanted something, they all knew she was your soft spot. Then for the millionth time that day, like every other day, your mind went straight to Steve. Where was he? Shouldn’t he be picking up the kids? Why would he just leave them there? They could’ve called anyone else, so why you? And then as if she knew the thoughts running through your head she added, “we didn’t want to bother Eddie and Steve was meant to pick us at two but we got bored and felt bad for asking him to pick us up earlier when he was already in a bad mood this morning and-”

“It’s okay sweetheart, hang tight and I’ll be there in ten. Don’t go anywhere and stick together okay?”

“Yes mum.” And Dustin was back.

He hung up the phone and you went to get changed as quick as you could, sliding along the wooden floor in your socks. If Steve was here now, he’d be laughing his beautiful laugh, teasing you before acting out the scene from ‘Risky Business’, maybe even twirling you around the living room. Shaking your head to prevent more tears from falling, you grabbed your coat and car keys and made your way out the door.

There was a catch. Of course there had to be a catch. Why didn’t you think about this before?!You’d successfully picked up the kids and they’d all piled into your car with their gear when Dustin remembered he’d left something important at Steve’s and needed to pick it up. So here you were driving to your ex boyfriend’s house cursing wildly in your head. It would be fine. You were only going to stay in the car. You wouldn’t even have to see him… right?

Wrong. Fate, aka the kids, had different plans.

Pulling into the driveway, the first thing you noticed was the fairy lights stung around the house. It was still light out, Christmas and New Years were over, Valentine’s Day was even further away, so why were there fairy lights? Why were there sunflowers lining the driveway? Had you stumbled upon Steve’s love confession to Nancy. Oh god. You hoped not.

Here you were, standing on Steve’s porch, knocking on his door instead of Dustin and you hadn’t the slightest clue of how you got there except you figured you’d been roped into some wild scheme that wasn’t going to end well. Fuck me.

Steve Willow Harrington opened the door in all his beautiful glory holding a bouquet of sunflowers, a pack of care bear waffles and ‘The Breakfast Club’. Who the hell allowed him to look so good?!

“Hi.”

No, this was absolutely not happening. He would not turn your heart into mush with one syllable. You started to turn around to leave but his reflexes were faster and he grabbed your hand, the skin heating up under his touch and your heart kickstarted into motion at the electricity that danced along his fingers onto yours. “Please. Don’t go.”

You froze in place. Head and heart conflicted but once you saw the expression on the kids’ faces you understood. He gently pulled you towards him, albeit with a little caution, turning your body but still you refused to look at him. “These are for you.” You accepted them, focusing on the sunshine petals instead of his face until your felt his fingers gently gripping your chin, tilting your head upwards so you were looking into his eyes. Steve’s eyes shone with the telltale sign of tears and regret and something else that you’d only seen when he looked at her. It was love. No. It couldn’t be. You took a step back needing the distance to gather your thoughts. He didn’t get to do this to you, he didn’t get to hurt you all over again.

“I’m sorry. I-” you shook your head, your own tears glistening your eyes making them shine in the fairy lights. “I had a whole speech planned out funnily enough but I see you again for one second and you’ve got speechless. God I- I drove over to your house in the middle of the night to apologise after that day and I chickened out every single time until they all knocked some sense into me.” He nodded behind you towards where the kids were anxiously watching the scene unfolding before them.

“I thought I heard your car but every time I’d look out the window there was no one there so I stopped looking.”

Steve sighed sadly, “You deserve better- you deserved better. I shouldn’t have done what I did. I shouldn’t have taken you for granted. I shouldn’t have made you feel like you were second place, not to Nancy and not to anyone. I should have showed you I cared, that you mattered, that I did know you loved binge watching those sappy romance movies and pointing out bits that reminded you of us and that your favourite snack were those ridiculously overpriced care bear waffles with the rainbow specks of berries because you’d had them since you were a child and refused to give them up. But I didn’t do any of the things I should have. I fucked up and I don’t deserve you. And the worst thing is, I don’t even have a reason why I did them. I think some part of me was terrified of the uncertainty, of the unknown, of how it felt to have someone I was scared to lose. So I buried how I felt about you and turned to something familiar, to something that I could hold onto even if I didn’t actually care about them. It took losing you to realise just how wrong I was and how badly I’d treated you. And I know it doesn’t justify any of what I did to you but I want you to know that I’m sorry and if I could do it all over again, I would do it differently. I would fight for you instead of leaving you there and I would show you exactly how I feel about you.”

You were both crying now, “and how do you feel about me?” The air stilled in anticipation, your fingers twisting around the fabric of your sleeve in a nervous dance.

“I love you.”

That admission of love, and the fact that he said it so easily like it was a fact that everyone should know, knocked the air out of your lungs. You felt breathless after his speech.

“I won’t deny that you hurt me and maybe I do deserve better but I know you can give it to me just as I hope I can give it to you. It won’t be easy and it will take time and a lot of work to get to- to us but if you’re willing to put in the work…” Steve nodded his head enthusiastically, tears slipping down his cheeks for he’d feared the worst, “then I am too.” Then came his megawatt smile, eyes crinkling at the edges from pure happiness. He pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your shoulders delicately so as to not damage the flowers, while yours wrapped around his waist. The kids were dancing by your car, pumping their fists into the air but neither of you payed any attention to them.

“And for the record, I love you too Stevie.”

[sprout-senior]

my personal headcanon for how monsters procreate in utmv/utdr: the babies just appear.

enough magic and intent from minimum two monsters will make a baby, it doesn’t matter what kind of intent etc(thinking of how PJ happened as a result of a battle between an alternate ink and error)

so there’s no incubation period. due to this, babies are that much more reliant on their parents for the first couple years of their life. basically proximity to their parents is vital to their physical and magical development; they CAN survive with only one parent’s presence, but it causes problems(i am yet again bringing up PJ and how they were raised primarily by ink for the first few years, don’t have a super solid physical form, and aren’t very powerful despite having two gods for parents. obviously my personal reasoning for this is not canon btw)

this period of necessary proximity to their parents does not HAVE to be the original monsters responsible for their creation. they can develop just fine with “surrogate” parents, given the magic bonds successfully. they CANNOT survive without consistent parents, for lack of better phrasing. if left alone or passed between caretakers too much over a long enough period of time, the baby will Fall Down and subsequently dust. fucked up i know but it’s my worldbuilding headcanon and i get to pick the rules

babies can bond with more than two parents! there isn’t a known maximum amount of parents, since no one has really tried to push the limits, but with several parents the baby will paradoxically take longer to develop their specific type of magic(their physical development is not stunted, but their personal magic takes longer because their soul has to “pick” between several different types of magic to base itself on)

once they’re around two, the baby’s magic type is “locked in”, so to speak. if there are several parents, it can take as long as three or four years in comparison. their power level is influenced by their parents, but not entirely dependent on them. some kids just have more of an affinity for magic, for no discernible reason.

part of what i really like about this headcanon is that gender and species are not factors in making a stable child! incest is still weird tho, i am not a fan of incest in any capacity. also, this means no monster has to deal with the absolute nightmare that is pregnancy. no morning sickness, extreme pain, risk of life, etc is involved. lucky bastards (obligatory “disclaimer this is not to discount the experience of anyone who has had good experiences with pregnancy and have things they really like about it. just bc i can’t personally empathize doesn’t mean i can’t understand that y’all’s experiences are vastly different than mine and you have a perspective informed by things i’ll never have the same level of knowledge and understanding of”)

uhhh that’s the main stuff, i think. literally the entire reason i came up with this idea is because i am just. deeply uncomfortable with mpreg and skelepreg. i don’t have any problem with people who DO like it, i just personally can’t deal. this will not affect my opinion of anybody, i need to make that abundantly clear.

in any case, any utmv/utdr monsters i make will have been born and developed this way. yes this applies to female mammal monsters, it applies to ALL monsters in my personal headcanon. maybe i don’t need to clarify that but whatever

if you like this idea, you’re more than welcome to adopt it! i think it’s an interesting piece of lore to incorporate in stories. i might even apply this to magic centered original works, unrelated to utmv/utdr, because i have become attached. i might not end up pursuing original stories, that’s not really what i’m interested in at this point in time, but i’ll always keep the option open.

if someone else has come up with an idea similar to this, that’s awesome! i promise i did not intentionally steal anyone’s idea, i am not currently aware of anything like it, so please extend some courtesy and understanding for me in the event that there’s a coincidence. i would request the same for if someone comes up with something similar AFTER this is posted, especially since i’m such a small creator without a whole lot of reach.

finally, if i’ve accidentally done something problematic here PLEASE tell me so i can fix it! i never want to cause harm with my work :)

if you’ve read this far, thanks! id love to hear your opinions and/or additions if you’ve got any!

[teenageyouthwitch]

( Daryl x femalereader)

Storyline: when reader was just a little girl she always helped her father out in the garage working on trucks and cars so it's not surprise that when the apocalypse happens reader becomes a mechanic for Alexandria year go by reader is now a mechanic in Alexandria working on the vehicles and other things but when the group comes to Alexandria reader catches the eye of a certain archer,

Story name: like father like daughter

Words: somewhere around one thousand and five hundred ( i tried counting but I lost count so many times so I gave up but I promise it's worth it or at least I hope )

Warnings: death, dying, knives, guns, smoking, blood, and drinking....but If you guess want in part two I might do smut idk

This is my first one so sorry if it's not what y'all were hoping for or expecting, I hope you guess do like it tho

When I was a very young girl maybe around the age of 3 my dad started bringing me to help him work even if it was as simple as getting his rag of the tool table or handing him a wrench, or even just to give my mom a break and spend time with my dad, it was easy to say I was a daddy's girl.

As I grew up always around him my first and only job was working with him, it didn't pay much but I was okay with that because I got to spend all day with my favorite person.

When the apocalypse hits the fan and everything goes bullshit me and my father run for it sadly getting home too late to save Mom, now on the run my dad starts slowing down from age I try and urge him with simple words like " come on we can't stop in the middle of the woods " or " just five more minutes than we can take a break okay Dad? " It wasn't easy on either of us, him because he was dying and me because I was watching my favorite person's light fade. When we finally come across an abandoned cabin in the woods I tell him " rest and keep watch while I look around inside " I walk inside my heavy black boots making a clomp, clomp, clomp sound as I walk cautiously inside with my gun in one hand and my knife in the other. After looking over everything I call my dad in and we set down our backpacks and look for supplies after barricadeing the door and windows. We find some not too expired canned food and eat it with our bare hands laughing at the mess we made when we finish, after throwing halfway cleaning ourselves up we make our bed and camp out on the floor, I fall asleep listening to the loud snoring from my dad.

I wake up to the same snoring, I pack up my things and help him pack up his then we set out, hunting a couple squirrels here and there for road snacks. As a few hours go by my dad starts to slow down but when I say " come on just give more minutes" or " we can't stop here " he doesn't listen he just sits down leaning against a tree and throws his backpack at my feet. I look up at him puzzled but when I do my face drops and tears start to fall as I see his head leaning off to the side at a weird angle, when I call his name through my shaky voice he doesn't respond, I fall to my knees and slowly crawl to him I pull out my hunting knife and plunge the blade into the back of his head causing blood to coat my hands and my blade then lay his head onto the tree, I stand up and kiss his already cold forehead and pick up his backpack and start walking again.

I've lost count of how many days or even weeks have gone by before I'm found by a nice man named arron he takes me under his wing like a father and brings me to Alexandria where I tell them what I'm good at and get a job as the mechanic, working day after day on, under, around and in cars, trucks, and motorcycle of all kinds.

Today was no different than any other I got dressed into my work overalls and I put on a black sleeveless crop top, with my combat boots I always wear and my now shoulder length hair in two French braids with a black bandana over my head with two pieces on the side hanging down as I head to work I bump into Arron on his way to go look for more people to bring in, we exchanged quick hellos as we continue walking to our jobs. I get to my garage and open the bay door and walk in smelling the familiar smell of oil and grease from the vehicles. I put on the small slightly broken radio one of the people from Alexandria found on a run, my heart aches when an old Nirvana song comes on over the radio as I get flashbacks from my dad and me at only 5 years old rocking out in his garage as the same song plays. I hum to myself the lyrics as I get to work, as it hits lunch time I go back to my house and make myself a sandwich and grab a bottle of water and sit on my front steps as I take a break to eat half my sandwich and drinking all of my water, I refill my water and put my sandwich in the fridge of my house and head back to work, I start working but not even a half hour in and someone's calling my name, I slide out from under a car and stand up dusting of my overalls and walking to see why I was being called. As I walk out I'm immediately met with a large group of survivors that Arron has brought back. I smile and shake hands with most of them, as arron shows them around I head back to work completely unaware of the eyes that have been watching my every move from when I came out of the mechanic garage to when I shook hands with everyone to now when I'm walking back, those eyes belonged to none other than thee Daryl Dixon.

An hour or so into working one of the cars breaks I'm called again and nearly walk into a man's chest I let out a slight gasp as I step back looking up at the tall man with long brown shaggy hair and beautiful blue ish green eyes, his clothes were torn and ragged but that's part of what catches my eye, the fact that he's a real survivor. " Y/n this is Daryl, Daryl this is y/n " Arron says as he stands slightly behind this Daryl fellow. I hold out my hand as I'm met with his rough hand as he shakes my hand in return " alright, y/n do you still have that extra bedroom in your house? " Arron again breaks the awkward silence " yes I do why? " Y/n asks breaking eye contact with Daryl. " The other houses are full and Daryl was willing to give up his spot so I was curious if you stay in that bedroom while we work on building more houses for them?" " Oh ummm yeah no problem " y/n strutters slightly cursing herself for being so easily distracted by his broad shoulders and soft eyes.

As I show Daryl the smaller extra room he enters with a grunt as he sets his things down and lays across the bed with a deep sigh. I take that as my leaving signal and I walk downstairs and start making dinner, something simple, spaghetti, spaghetti sauce , and meat balls. Once everything is done I call up to Daryl " dinners ready if you want to eat!" To which I get in response a huff and the squeak of the bedframe and his loud footsteps as he walks downstairs, I set out everything and pull out a bottle of whiskey I had found on one of my runs and pour each of us a glass and start eating, I try and make conversation but it extremely difficult with someone that only responds with " mhm" or soft grunts or nods. After dinner I clean up the table and put the leftovers away, as I start dishes Daryl helps much to my surprise, after dishes are done I was walked out onto the front porch where there was a porch swing my dad would have loved to sit in and people watch, I sit down causing it to squeak quietly as I light a cigarette i look out onto the streets of Alexandria, I'm so zoned out I don't feel the weight on the other end of the swing until a hand comes up to where I'm holding the cigarette causing me to gasp then laugh at the expression on Daryl's face, I apologize and hand him the cigarette and lighter. We spend the rest of the night passing the cigarette back and forth, becoming more comfortable with each other's presence in our lives. Little did I know the effects I was having on the man next to me.

Part 2 anyone???

[camorrsthorn]

thinking 'bout my rook de riva before he was a crow & how he got there

THINKING. he's the son of two southern elves who fled northward to escape the blight with a young vittore in their arms, which is how he wound up in antiva. he was only a couple years old at that point, like three at the MOST. the only thing he has left of ferelden and his parents is the accent

his magic manifested sometime before he was ten, during a scrap with another alienage kid - he fade-stepped, or something untrained close to it. his parents gave him up before anyone else could tell the local templars. in their eyes, they'd already given up a whole life to move to antiva, and they couldn't risk pissing off their neighbours or the town guard or the templars to try and hide a mage kid. vittore has never forgotten it, and as far as he's concerned he's an orphan. no he doesn't hold grudges why do you ask. as an adult he can understand but also no he can't

so. he was a mage in the circle in antiva city for a bit. until the circles dissolved in the uprising and he did not even try to hang around. he took some of the younger apprentices and did his best to just disappear them into the city, and did a pretty good job, tho most of that is probably due to the fact nobody was looking for a couple of apprentices anyway. one or two of them he managed to get back to their families, if the family had tried to keep their kid. the rest he helped vanish and avoid anyone who might not be best pleased

for less than a year, before the breach happened, he scraped by doing odd jobs and errands of the less than legal variety, including a couple that in hindsight were definitely for the crows, but he simply did not notice at the time. when he couldn't get work he was willing to do, he'd pick pockets or lift bits and pieces from market stalls. never anything big, no important marks, and he never did enough to draw the attention of any gangs, but he did pretty well for himself

i think this is perhaps too self indulgent and i may change it but. i kind of like the idea of this idiot cocky little mage trying to pick viago's pockets absolutely without recognising him as a crow, and getting a contact-activated poisoning for his trouble. nothing that would kill him, but enough to teach him that crows are terrible targets, and enough for the crows to then be able to track him down. if not viago himself, then another house de riva crow. work in progress y'know

after that, he joins the crows - not viago's choice right away, but vittore already at that point is skilled enough in stealth and subtlety to make a decent living as a go-between and petty criminal, as well as able to hide himself and the other mage kids. he's also got plenty of skills with magic, and knows how to hold his own in a fight. be silly not to take him under the wing, pun intended. HE wasn't going to complain at all - he knows full well he was on absolutely borrowed time, either for getting found out as a mage or a criminal or running afoul of a gang or the watch or or or, and in his eyes the crows not only saved him but very quickly became the family that he's lacked ever since his own gave him away - and this family did the exact opposite of that

and he's been insufferable and cocky as hell ever since! yaaaaay

very much a work in progress as i have not actually played with him all that long but. i'm having fun. also look at him again xoxo

[dunetevenn]

SELFSHIP COLLAB ARE OPEN!! (2 slots aviable)

Proship DNI

Hi everyone!! Now that I have less WiPs, I can start working on more stuff :D So, I decided to share some more infos about this collab!!

You can read the concept in the screenshot ^^

I'm opening 3 slots for now, but if I get good experiences I might open them again ^-^

Here's a little QnA that nobody asked for, but can be useful:

-Can platonic/familial F/Os participate?

Of course!! I mostly have romantic F/Os, but I have a few sons and friends I can use :3 (the adopted children are listed, but not the friends, you can ask me directly if you wish to know). The settings doesn't have to be romantic, it can be anything as long as it's not innapropriate!! Even fanmade family members of my F/Os are accepted (like if you created a sibling for Donny for example and would like to use it) ^^

-Can I participate if I'm under 18?

Even though the collabs will be SFW, I would be more comfortable working with people over 18, so no.

-Can we do a collab with a F/O we're sharing?

That's a bit complicated: I am not super comfortable sharing, but also I'm not against the idea of a collab about a poly dynamic (as long as it doesn't contain any rivality, I don't want to draw my S/I fighting with someone else's over a shared F/O), so I'd say it depends (I'm quite jealous and protective over my f/os but I'm trying to be better). Can be fine if my romantic F/O is your platonic F/O tho :3

-Do we have a deadline?

I'd say 3 monthes? I can be really slow depending on the style I'm using, so I really don't want to force others to rush their part!! Plus technical difficulties (that I'm sure will happen, knowing my luck lol) can happen, so really the 3 monthes "deadline" can be extented ^^ We just can't share our parts publicly as long as the final piece isn't finished.

-Are non-human couples okay?

Of course :3 I mostly have human F/Os but that doesn't stop anything !!

-My F/O comes from a controversial media, can I still participate?

If it's controversial just because of the creator, then I don't care, you can participate!! As long as your ship isn't problematic, it's fine for me.

-What about evil or slasher F/Os?

Those are perfectly fine. I do not count them as problematic as long as it's not a fetishized abusive relationship. Please read the rules about this.

Rules:

•Be nice and patient !! This is my first time opening collabs, and I sometimes have troubles with communications, but I'll do my best

•No NSFW/suggestive content!! I'd accept that in art trades and commissions but not here. No gore or violence too.

•Communication is needed. We're probably gonna have to talk a good while to be sure of what we want to do, so don't let me without answers for a week!! And same for me, I'll do my best to contact you whenever it's needed as quickly as I can!! Also WiP sharing's important too

•No proship content. I won't work with a zoo/abusive/incestuous/pedo ship (even if it's with an aged-up character). Note that if I don't know a character you want to use, I will make researches about it to make sure it's not an aged-up kid or anything else from the list.

If you are proship, I won't accept your participation and I am kindly asking you to please not interact with my content. I'm very uncomfortable about this. Same if you're shipping yourself with a real person. Don't do that.

And if I accidentally accept a collab like that (mistakes can happen if I fail my researches), I will delete the art and block the person I collaborated with.

HOWEVER, as stated before, evil F/Os (slasher characters, characters like Sephiroth or characters like Arktos) are not counted on this list and therefore are accepted

•It's not "first arrived first served", I have a right to refuse a collab. You too btw: I'd recommend checking my f/o list beforehand so you can tell me in advance if there's a f/o you're not comfortable seeing in a collab, I'll just pick an other one ^^

Okay, that's all I can think about for the infos, if you have any other question that I didn't included in the list, you can ask it in the comments or directly in private ^^ !! Hope some people will be interrested !!

[iveneverbeenmorestressedinmylife]

Citra emulator: Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney trilogy

A hopefully comprehensive guide on all the malfunctions ive run into so far. Because honestly, ive recommended aa on citra to so many people, the least i can do is give yall a guide for when you run into problems.

Spoilers under the cut for aa1 (rise from the ashes mostly).

1. Ema's aluminum finger print powder (Rise from the ashes)

In the final case of the first game you meet the Skye sisters. Lana is the Chief Prosecutor and Ema is a high school student who wants to become a forensics scientist. In her guest to prove her sisters innocence Ema will employ a couple of tools like Luminol blood splatter detecting spray and finger print detecting powder.

How does the aluminum powder work? You click on a suspicious surface. Make sure to cover all of the fingerprint with white powder/pixels!

And then what? This is an emulation of a Nintendo game. You are prompted to blow in your mic to blow off the powder and reveal the fingerprint. But well. You can't exactly do that now can you?

How can you get around this?

Maybe if you have a mic you could connect it to your laptop/pc and blow there but i don't know if that would actually work since i don't have a mic and therefore can't give it a try. But theres a way to get around this obstacle! A way that took me like an hour and a lot of research in ace attorney and emulation related forums to find 😭.

You will have to go on the top left corner of your screen and open the configuration option. I think.

Now as you can see my program is in greek which is not exactly making this easier to understand for the rest of you. But nonetheless we will persevere!

What you have to do is go Configuration -> sound -> microphone -> real device ??? It must say something like that. It might take you a little bit of trial and error but you can find it. Try a few of these choices and see which one works. This will make your laptop/pc pick up on the games music and use it to "blow away" the powder by itself. Problem solved <3

2. Playing connect the dots with Ema's name (Rise from the ashes again)

In the final day of the trial we have a piece of evidence that almost everyone hates: that goddamn jar. Aside from its ridiculous resemblance to that monstrosity the blue badger when you rotate it in a highly specific way, this jar holds yet another secret. And that secret is a name written in blood that seems to have been wiped off. We are asked to "connect the dots" to prove whose name is written there. Normally connecting the dots would make red lines appear on the jar that make up Ema's name but well. If this worked as intended i wouldn't be making this post now would i.

When playing in Citra the lines won't show up. Nevertheless, you can still beat this new obstacle: just connect the dots anyway. Be extra careful: you don't want to forget one of the smaller ones. If you connect them all and present the evidence in court the game will progress as it should. Personally, when i was playing i kept forgetting to connect the top right dot in M and got penalised a few times too many over it. I suggest starting from the bottom of E and progressing carefully from there.

Ema's name wiped off the jar's surface.

Ema's name after you've connected the dots or how it would look if citra hadn't messed that one little detail up.

Aaaand those are all the malfunctions i stumbled upon on aa1. Honestly, could be worse. And they were both on the same case too, so maybe there won't be any more trouble in the rest of the trilogy games. But if i find any more i will come back and update this post. It will probably take a while tho, im very slow when it comes to video games.

[spiteless-xo]

💲

🧠 Hange. Or Levi. Or both.

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✅

🥰 ooo yay tysm for asking!!

💲Would you ever open commissions?

I’ve definitely thought about this in the past and this might sound lame but I feel like if I ever got to the point where people wanted to pay me to write for them, I’d feel like I MADE IT as an author 🙈

My dream is to one day be able to write for a living so that’d be really cool to see that people are willing to spend money for something I’ve made 🥺

So, short answer: yeah maybe one day!

😬Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Definitely That Night 🫣 It’s the first fic I wrote (recently-ish) so I feel like my writing is a little rougher in that fic. Also it’s got absolutely ZERO plot and is just about getting fucked by 3 anime guys 😫

✅What’s something that appears in your fics over and over again, even if you don’t mean it to?

Because I write fics about Reader sleeping w multiple people, I often talk about how a character kisses in comparison to another character 💀

so like “x’s kisses are soft and slow while y kisses with passion and intensity” or something like that. if i catch it when i’m editing i take it out now lol but i think it’s in at least 3 of my currently published fics

🧠Pick a character and I’ll tell you my favourite headcanon for them - Hange, Levi

oooo ok!! I don’t think about these guys much so i don’t have a lot but lemme give you what i got (sorry if this is more than what you asked for!!)

general headcanons - levi, hange

levi

acts of service is his love language for sure 🥺 i feel like he struggles to express his feelings with words or even affection, but he’ll make you tea if you’re not feeling well or clean up the house for you to lighten your workload if you’ve had a bad day

i think he derives his self worth through his career success and money. growing up with little, i think he wouldn’t feel like he made it in life unless he was wealthy and in a well respected position

i don’t think he’d necessarily be flashy with his money. like i don’t think he’d drive a sports car or something like that, it’s more of a security thing to know that if he needed $x for something, he has it available

idk why but i feel like this man has a sweet tooth 🥺 love chocolates and candies and especially gummy candies!! i feel like he’s got a stash somewhere in the house because he doesn’t like to share

i feel like marriage would be really important to him. even tho it’s just a piece of paper and a couple of rings, i think it makes him feel secure in his relationship — but at the same time it would be really difficult for him to propose because even if you’ve been dating forever, he’d still have that small bead of insecurity that you’re going to leave

hange

non-binary, they/them. i feel like that’s mostly canon but some people still write them with different pronouns idk. i feel like i could never write smut for hange because i can’t decide if it’s hotter for them to have a dick or a strap 🫣

will befriend literally anyone. i feel like if the two of you go out to the grocery store together, they’re chatting up the other customers, asking for recommendations from the butcher at the deli counter, talking to the cashier about school 💀 every outing takes 10x longer when you’re with them

has a hard time sitting still and is CONSTANTLY tinkering with stuff. like the two of you can’t have a moment of peace without hange being like, does that picture frame look crooked to you? i bet i could fix it. or like there’s horseback riding at a local farm nearby!! i already booked us a date there 🥰

doesn’t drink! idk why but i feel like they don’t like the way alcohol makes them feel (either in the moment or the hangover the next day) so they don’t drink. has no problem if you do and will always be your DD and go out with you, which is actually super nice because they always take care of you if you have too much 🥺

they hyperfixate on a new hobby every couple of months. this month it’s golf, so they brought a brand new set of clubs, rangefinder, golf watch, membership to the local golf club 💀 is already dragging the others on a golf trip with them later in the summer. but this same time next year, they’ll be into something completely different like photography or something 😭

you’ll literally have a separate room in the house for all of the stuff they bought during their hyperfixations that they won’t let you sell/throw out in case they wanna get back into it

asks game questions

[rescuefield-a]

TRUE ENDING, DARK ENDING, NEW BEGINNINGS - A STUDY IN CLAIRE AND LEON.

( because if there's one thing capflop can't do is treat women right. disclaimer: this might not be pleasant, please keep in my mind it's in relation to my portrayal and not THE truth )

let's skip all the obvious parts, we already know those. let's dive into claire's mind since by the time death island happens she considers leon her comrade in arms, even though perhaps with the way things go in canon she should be the one throwing the chair. only half joking here.

i'm gonna start by saying that i find ridiculous that claire would fuck off a few days after the outbreak - sure she's impulsive but not at these levels to go in with no plan and no actual idea of where to fly in the first place. so here's the thing, she's stayed with sherry and leon for a while before leaving, planned her search carefully with them watching her too. bonding more with sherry was a given, but she obviously shared enough pieces of information with leon as well since she knows his email.

i don't think claire ever fell head over heels for him as some in this fandom love to imply - she has eyes, and leon is easy on them. that's really all there is to see ( tho i do think her feelings might have changed slightly during their motel hopping situation, but that's more of me world building around the little that we know ) at the same time however, leaving and returning has been a disastrous experience for claire. she was definitely the first to reach out to him post rockfort - mostly to find out what happened to sherry.

on that note, i think that was what held them together at first. it is known that they had visit rights, probably showed up together sometimes, might have decided to join forces against simmons ( although it was useless ) when claire was trying to get sherry's custody. they both love sherry, they both went through hell, they both want to end it - their whole friendship is based on a promise they made to each other when they were a little more thank kids themselves. and that's probably why claire has ended up having a closer bond with leon post raccoon city; they share similarities in that way, and that's what gets them through things since apparently they keep in touch off screen ( would be fun to read more of their email exchanges )

it's obvious claire holds leon on a pedestal in a way - whereas chris was her go to person, leon sort of takes that place post rockfort. he gets contacted in harvardville, she asks his opinion about the drawing made by that kid in penamstan. she cares about him and his opinion, which is somewhat reciprocated through the little hints in canon, but at the same time we see a shift that changes things. if during the airport outbreak leon was speaking highly of claire and how she fought her way out of raccoon city, a couple years later in DC he tells her to "not do anything stupid" more than once, to which claire eventually even tells him "when are you going to stop treating me like a kid?" because claire knows very well she's capable and experienced, so her inner question when it comes to leon is why cant you see me as your equal?

i know some might have expected me to turn this into a ship moment, but it really all boils down to this. claire gets the damsel treatment over and over, to the point that even something that supposedly was fanservice becomes a moment where we can see her annoyance. she seems almost mad when leon asks her if she's fine after being picked up from the acid pool - and while she is okay, there's no doubt that leon and jason's antics have created problems during her convo with wilson, claire still gets up and goes to the control room to once again to the behind the scene work that will grant leon another tyrant kill and a pat on his shoulder by the government.

to put it simply, claire never gets praised, never gets credit, and yet she's the one doing half the work, she's the one staying behind during the aftermath, she's the one who made it possible for the government and bsaa to meet in the first place. claire might as well get into politics some day and i wouldn't be surprised, she's a leader who always gets pushed aside because she's unfortunately surrounded by a lot of toxic masculinity and very fragile egos.

so to circle back, i find it interesting that claire says "i do things my way and you do things yours" because it implies that until then they were always meeting in the middle, but it was really following leon's lead because he's supposed to know better than her. it could be implied that claire has compromised for the past decade, having a different approach to fighting the good fight than him ( leading me to think she had been influenced by neil's charm for a whole lot longer than revelations 2, he just wasn't the leader of terrasave yet so his role wasn't important for the plot but possibly formative to how claire operates ) so this is her stepping away from leon's shadow - it's her way to say ok, i've been following your lead until now, but just because you're the fighter and i'm the rescuer it doesn't mean we're not on the same level.

i also find very interesting that claire and leon seem to not have a "shared campaign" and that she has been given a weapon of her own in death island. it might not mean much in terms of plot meaning, but to me it means a lot because it's already a HUGE step forward ( until now movie wise she would always have a weapon that was either leon's or would be discarded after shooting one zombie which is ridiculous when there's a hoard of them ) toward claire having an identity of her own that is not tied to her brother, best friend, boyfriend of the day found dead at the end. this might be her biggest occasion to shine and perhaps to prove once again that she's on the same level as everybody else - her job doesn't define, her experience does... and of that let me tell you at this point she's got plenty.

to recap: claire did carry the torch for leon throughout the years and as long as the universe keeps destroying every attempt of her moving on, in a way she will always have a soft spot for him. but also if it's true that the distance makes the heart grow fonder, then the farther they stay when it comes to missios the more they'll remain in best terms ( he's still her best friend regardless, is a deal package along with sherry, she will totally host interventions but will never let people use her name to express their disappointment )

[usuallydeepcoffee]

Mr. Rogers and Succession? 👀👀

I mean, you have to admit that the juxtaposition of Steve, the humble son of an immigrant, a guy who owned one pair of (too-big) nice shoes, and the Roys, whose entire shoe rack is probably worth more than the GDP of a small country, would be hilarious.

There are two, scenarios I humbly offer:

Steve in the Roys' world:

(non-powered AU), where Steve is the young, hot partner of a very rich New York billionaire genius (Howard or Tony, take your pick). He's into arts and mostly involved in charity work, so the Roys figure he's just another Willa, but then he turns out to be a pretty good strategist.

Lol, I imagine the Roys would be embarrassing themselves trying to court the Starks, like they did with the Pierces.

(also I just love imagining Steve and Willa gagging anyone who comes near them with some quip about them being gold diggers. Two queens discussing how to maximize their joint slay and all)

2. The Roys in the mcu:

I mean. Imagine the narrative ATN would pull out their asses once it is confirmed that Captain America is actually WWII Steve Rogers. About Steve being a true patriot, standing for the Good Conservative American Values™. The way they'd be trying to get an exclusive interview post-Chitauri attack.

Again they'd probably try to court him because even though he doesn't have money (not like they do), he still has status and influence just by being an American symbol.

(that and they'd probably need his permission to make content about Captain America. Maybe even a ride named after him in their parks)

Lol. Logan would try to imply that they have soooo much in common, both immigrants, both hard workers. Steve has a good sixth sense tho, so he probably takes one look at him and turns his heel.

The cringe from Kendall would make me want to curl up and die. "Yeah man, I could uh, hook you up with some uh, modern pieces. Rothko, Mondrian. I have a couple in my pad in Brooklyn, I could uh, give you one. For free of course. Consider it uh, a thank you for your service"

Roman, oh boy. Can't even think about all the harassment innuendos he would throw Steve's way. Comments about him having all of David's Michelangelo's proportions (and consequently wondering about his dick).

Shiv is probably the one who almost fools Steve into believing she's the most normal but then says something in a terribly classist way and down the DNI list she goes as well.

Con becomes a WWII history buff for the occasion and talks about idk, Goebbels' pubes or something equally disgusting he won at an auction online.

Steve calls Nat and begs her to come and get him with the excuse of an Avenger-related emergency.

And when that inevitably fails, the Roys start a smear campaign against Steve: Captain America getting chummy with ex-Russian spy Natasha Romanoff. Workplace affair or treason?

They probably pop off a couple of bottles when Steve becomes a fugitive.

And then once Sam shows up with the shield and the suit. Oh my god. That might be what actually kills Logan Roy in that verse.

[always-me-meha]

Sooo insanity has turned up abit.

Im tryna run a bath but the plug is hovering in circles or sliding 😵‍💫 I was like it's a puck! Curling rock! Ooooo..... ufo.

I know in reality it's not moving. But I see it and it is.....

Can one manage living with hallucinations while being self aware they are not there or i mean how as i see it???

⚠️Extremely long word vomit, dropping off topic constantly. Totally sound cooked haha I'm not.

I might put this to a test. I have a psychiatrist appointment on the 28th anyway if I lose it completely lololol

The goal is to manage my symptoms, aka hiding them from the 'real world, folks, friends, maybe bf. While also living with them face to face, haha inner self to self.

Like damn tumblr, get ready to be my crutch for the next two weeks. If I have to act normal infront of people, imma needa release lol.

Imma take notes of this shit going on in my head till I can piece it together and show the bf damn proof or at least a clear visual representing to EXPLAIN exactly what I'm seeing, and freaking out about and believing is fucking true.

As once again I struggle to put words to the knowledge in my head LMAO.

I kinda mentioned the show we watched last night, he didn't really act anything about it.

It's fucked in my head for me that's shit was intense like looking at a past life of ours or something front in of me in real life that other people can see lolol I thought he felt how I felt to watching it.

But nah, he didn't get it. Cool beans.... another Easter egg.

Fuck maybe I'm so sucked away from reality. Movies and tv shows feed my delusions, gives more beliefs, and theories made up in my head to be legit. they're an escape as well. To pointI can't just watch any old movie.... it actually has to catche my attention to the point I'm so attached to it like.... it fuels something inside me. I'm actually able to point the phone down and focus.

I donno where I was going with that. Convincing my self last night, that tv episode was just..... a fucking show. There's no real... idk what they are..... grrrr I don't wanna let this theory go. Never in my life have I seen a show like that, felt like my life.

Maybe it's cause we had a wicked intense make out session before he put it on and he made look me at the TV just as the guy and her started partying and hooking up all intensely like we were. So I was just feel all that grrrr fire I guess I donno dammit what's it called!!!!!

Just I can say I fell madly in heat hahahaha yet it feels like a fever dream now funny. weird. Maybe that's why I felt so focused to the TV lol cause it was 'us' at the moment. Then he looked like man. Black clothes. Piercings tattoos almost in the same spots. I look nothing like the bimbo lol but her lust for him and the way she starred at him is so me. They way they'd stay in bed or fuck everywhere lol I'm like shit balls we need to do that more. I think made the heat rise in the room even more lol

But I'mma pause here and put it on. I wanna list every 'Easter egg' I seen. Like I swear even tho it's based on that couple, we were meant to watch it cause it's like seeing who we are from another reality in away idk smh. Idk if meant to watch it general, but I think he was meant to show me it at that exact day and moment.

(Going off topic)

Timing is everything..... it's crazy what all in the world happens in one minute...... all these people in the world is doing everything and anything imaginable this very second. It's crazy to think about. Idk even know if yall get me there....

Example. I'm fucking still sitting on the side of this bathtub typing this lol someone else is typing accounting at their pc, another's gaming, ones picking his nose, a groups on yacht partying, ones picking up cans, driving somewhere, doing the dirty, making art, building towns, welding ships. Dancing the pole lol, creating glass art, you name it.

So fucking much going on in the world this very minuet..... well that last minuet plus now lol.

And I'm still here typing away habahaha I move to the bed least. Fuck chill girl, have a bath, lol why was I even thinking of the world just now.... hmm distraction to stay in the reality lane. Interesting.... masking symptoms!!!

But fuck yes that episode man!!!! Grrrr caige had to have felt at least something of it. Especially when the guy asked her to marry him.

He looked at me and said what would I say if I proved liked that lmfao I was like I'd be shy af cause you put me on the spot in a crowd lol but of course I'd say yes. Fuck intense perfect night..... but.....

I hate how he's hot and heavy. And then in the morning it's like meh. Snuggles. Wake up gotta go. No intensity, while I myself still have the energy inside me from it lmfao I donno the word for it... just for me it was a really good night tho I fucking got lost in that show. But I am crazy rn so guess it's different.

Fuck the guy even has has.... personal similarities other then looks and the attuide, give no fucks guy, as caige lol. Me and her not really besides I get really ditzy my self. When my smart, thinking meter disappeared wah. And just that obession over him!!!! The sexual fire ro devour him lolol at all times, everywhere.

But in our reality.... haha we old. Drugs took a beaten to uh body ..... i forgot the word dammit....., I will say no more lolol that's why you fucking make it the best you can in all ways, other then just popping it in, so old school lol haha

Heheheh gotta work for that moment lololol now I'm just talking sex here I'm sorry. But dammit I've been with to many hooks that were just BLAH. That it was all same man, just a stupid body counr rising.

So having sex with someone who loves you and building up to it is much for funner and better and just grrrr intense. (Don't forget I have hypersexuality lmfao bipolar emotions even more amped up) like he traced all over my body with a knife one time. Fucking different as hell ( I always loved him tracing with iPad pen sooo) but I was like I trust you and dark kinky hehehehe

Omg tho he spanked way to hard yesterday repeatedly 🥺🥺🥺 never done that to me before. I was like you supposed do that while I'm bent man lolol just a punishment wahhhhh like shit balls were a mix between just like intensity make out session and pressing against eachother as much as possible. To the biting and choking. Go from soft to idk rough hahahahah grrrrrr fuck Idk why I'm word vomiting all this.

Hey it gives you sex advise to please a women tbh especially one like me HAHA But I'm taken.

But dammit I can't get enough! for someone that wasn't satisfied for like ever hahahaha at least with him it's like fuck yes. Score hahahaha and I don't even have to take care of my self like some women secretly do after lol like WTF where has this man been all my life lol. Poor guys gotta maniac in love with him. So embarrassed he seen me this looney.

Deep down disappointed he didn't tell me to go to my step dad's in the condition I'm in. I think he thinks I'm just high. No bruh this the psychotic side slipping out lol not like murderer psychotic but idk just I say weird shit lol not like the 'earth is flat people' smh hahah like I've been trying to say this whole time. I

There is something here, nort sure exactly where or what, around us or idk .....

One version/theory i can of is like you can roll the sheet down infront of yours (think of sunglasses) and see things in way that idk..... you would never of thought of. Same plain of earth just different...... see what others don't see.

Which fucking doctors say HALLUNINCATIONS and blah blah, you crazy. Maybe maybe. But what if I wasn't and this shits true!!!! And it's fucking everyone else that's just blind. Almost like that movie the giver, how no one saw color, it was taken away, BUT IT WAS STILL THERE. Just had to see it.... not that third eye bullshit, lol or maybe? I quickly read that up for a sec....

I remember seeing posts on this one topic...I obviously forgot what it's called maybe all this confusion in my head is simply just that and many people know actually wtf I'm talking about in the mental health tumblr communiry lol but nah I don't think it's that hahaha just food for thought to had add to theory list. It'd be easy to accept that's what I'm seeing BUT NO

I refuse to accept that lol. This is deeper hrmph and it's been hitting me since 2020. Just flash backs of stuff I was 'believing'. How some of it connects to back then lol

Back then I knew in my head heaven and hell everyone's waiting for is exactly on this earth with them, it's where you choose to be of course or I guess think red dead redemption 2, that good or bad karma bar lol kinda leads you to the side your on. Many are in the grey area not knowing exactly where they stand. Or idk much about it or any of it. Just a theory that clicked to me back then (a belief, right now a theory lol) I guess some people born get the shitty dice roll again you may start at the bottom but you cam still get here. Some get a lucky roll and still end up on the other side, tho they had advantages. Don't ask me why dice is involved at all. Part of God's game? Creator? Whoever you believe in.

And hell and heaven is what you make it i guess to. Nothings the sane for everyone. So fucking weird man to think about. Almost like the show upload but without the fucking uploading part lol. Natural way of fuckin life hahaha

As spirits or souls go or do as the please! Like god damn we dont really know do we..... i believe they're real, even fuck.

Zombies could be real lmfao they are depressed empty people like myself ( in my long depression episodes that is ) just drag along life, not really here, maybe eat brains lolol jk naw that's straight cannibals. Anything in this world that scares me is that, mountain man cannibals.

Anywho I was told everything goes black when you die... naw no way. That's like Detroit become human the robots or whatever that would break through thw third wall to be there own.... indiviual with feelings and pain as humans. To not be controlled anymore and stand up for themselves, basically escape and be free cause they we're being mistreated and abused and lots were scared to die cause there'd be nothing? They didn't know what would happen.

I don't know why I compare to games or movies as examples haha makes it easier I think for some to understand who know the reference or so haha.

Oh shit time to take notes.

[tsyllaes]

Drawn from a footballer who very obviously had a mouthguard in so I tried to make that not happen when I was drawing him and now I think his top lip is too pulled in. Oh well. I otherwise like his gritty look.

NAME Jed WHO IS THIS PERSON Thiras' estranged husband GENDER Male AGE 40

Jed and Thiras married when Thiras was 19, after she and her mother joined his crew in the search for a wind witch to teach Thiras. Jed's ship had such a wind witch, meaning it's a pretty snazzy ship, because wind witches can pick and choose where they crew and of course they're going to pick the best. She fell in love with Jed as a teenager, because he's hot, then they got married and had a daughter, Kesi, who you'll meet in a sec.

After nine years of marriage, Thiras told Jed and Kesi she was a bastard, but stopped short of telling them who her father was because she could tell things were going poorly. Jed of course told his captain, and the ship dropped Thiras and her mother at Ni-Badra never to see them again.

Jed regrets this every day, cos Thiras is frigging awesome and to abandon her just cos she was a bastard… yeah, he regrets it, but he's not man enough to look for her and try and repair things. It wouldn't take much to track her down--she was in Ni-Badra for a couple of years, and has been in Ryas for the last five years, and she doesn't make a point of hiding, but nope. Can't do it.He'll still keep wearing his short bandana and show hair in her memory, tho.

Head tilted back and a toothy grin? Why would I do this to myself? She came out all right, though, I think. Jaw a bit wonky but I'm happy with her eyes and mouth. I was debating whether to draw Kesi as the teenager she is, or the 7-year-old Thiras left behind. Just in case I do anything with either of these two, tho, I decided to draw her currently.

NAME Kesi WHO IS THIS PERSON Thiras' estranged daughter GENDER Female AGE 17

Kesi thought her mum was the absolute coolest when she was a kid, emulating her with her sense of style (as much as Tsaythis have style) by growing her hair into dreadlocks. Thiras did a good job of teaching her being a bastard doesn't change people at all, so Kesi was always kind to those on-shore but cultural bias is hard to shake and she still felt like they were inferior. When Thiras spilled the beans and admitted to Jed and Kesi that she was a bastard herself, Kesi didn't understand why her mum--and her Nanna--had to leave the ship.

After Thiras had left, Jed explained it wasn't so much about her being a bastard, but more about how Thiras had lied. As Kesi grew up, that stuck with her and morphed into her thinking all those life lessons Thiras had taught her, about bastards being fine, actually, was all just Thiras protecting her own skin. She still carries those lessons and is still nice to the people on-shore, cos they're not lying about who they are, but she does feel betrayed by her mother. That said, she keeps the dreads, just in case Thiras might recognise her some day and Kesi can show her a piece of her mind.

[tinytinwe]

I have this storyline in my head and I need to write it down somewhere bc honestly I think it's cute. So bear with me while I ramble for a bit, okay?

This was inspired by me starting to watch TharnType Season 2 a few weeks ago and also watching Cutie Pie 2 You right now... As in there are weddings and people wanting to get married and that somehow made my brain go oh what if

Character A and Character B meet at a campus tour or a open house or something (or maybe somewhere off campus? In my mind they just graduated and now start college tho, although that could possibly be changed, it's kinda just important that they both start a "new chapter" in their lives)

They meet because A does something nice for B (catches them when B falls, picks something up that B lost, maybe A let B get the last piece of B's favourite sweet at a coffee shop, etc.)

And B (probably sleep deprived, possibly struck by how pretty A is, definitely a little dumb founded tho) just goes "Marry me" as a reaction to whatever nice thing A did

B is horrified when they realise and apologizes and thanks A properly but A is honestly just amused and thinks B is kinda cute

So even tho the start is a little awkward they get talking and find out they're both in the same faculty starting next semester

In my mind it's something a little artistic like music or something but that can be very much be up for debate depending on the personality of the characters

But yes they find out they'll study the same thing and they decide to exchange phone numbers because while they both have friends who'll study at the same college they don't have anyone in the faculty and they both think the other is nice enough

So they text and get to know each other a little and than when the semester starts they find out that not only have they most of their classes together, they also share a dorm (or at least have dorms right next to each other if they're single dorms)

And B somehow makes it a habit of proposing to A every time A does something even just a little nice for B

A gets B something to drink or eat? Marry Me. A helps B with an assignment? Marry Me. A reminds B of something they otherwise would have forgotten? Marry Me. You get the point

It started as a joke B made in reference to their first meeting but then B just kept doing it

A always laughs a little or at least rolls their eyes affectionately or something but mostly doges answering the question by changing the subject

And this whole "Marry Me" spiel happens so frequently that obviously their classmates catch on

But here's the thing: because none of their classmates actually knew them before classes started they somehow assume that they're actually a couple and B isn't really joking. Or at least not completely

Now I know that the classmates going to "oh they dating" immediately might seem a little far fetched but just imagine they got very fast friends and they are constantly together (not only because they live together / near each other and have a similar schedule but also because they just like hanging out together)

And maybe B is a little forgetful and clumsy (and again sleep deprived) and really benefits from having someone looking out for them hence A doing exactly that

And maybe they both have physical touch as a major love language (or one does and the other indulges them) and they for some reason came up with pet names that they like to call eachother

Like I'm talking a very fast "we met and basically thought we're soulmates an hour later" kinda friendship

And they're also both kinda attracted to eachother anyway but while they're oblivious to eachother's looks and stuff their classmates AREN'T

So yeah, the classmates look at them acting sus and B continuously going "marry me" over everything and don't know about them only having met shortly before classes started and so they go "ah, they're in love your honor"

So word kinda spreads around the faculty about them being in a relationship

And (going on a little side quest here) then word spreads outside of their faculty

Until it eventually reaches their friends from school

Who, funnily enough, met because some of them are also sharing classes or something (hello side couples anyone?)

Anyway, I imagine one of the faculty people being friends with a group of people which some of A's and B's friends got dragged into

And that group goes out to eat or party or something and somehow it's mentioned that some of them are friends with A / B

And faculty person goes "Oh you're friends with the love birds? Were they always like this? Is A ever gonna say yes to B because at the rate B is proposing I'm kinda starting to feel bad for them ngl"

And the friends are like ??? bc what do you mean lovebirds? And why do you seem to think they were dating in high school?

Maybe A and B knowing eachother is completely new information to them or maybe they were aware of them having kinda become friends

Either way one of them goes "What do you mean? A / B is single"

If we're talking same sex couple (which my mind is but yk) the friend of the other could go "A / B is straight tho?" but I'm currently not feeling that specific drama so at the moment that would require an immediate resolution like another friend going "no I think they're bi / pan, you remember that thing with [insert name here]?"

Although if this was a show or multi chapter thing or something I suppose you could set a cut right before the resolution?

But back on track: so yeah, their friends find out that apparently they act like a couple and decide to investigate. And then maybe decide to intervene. And maybe while doing that the side couple(s) manage to get together too...

(this is where we'll leave the side quest again bc otherwise my brain will just find a way to produce not only this but also 1 or 2 more plotlines for the side couples and I do not have the mental capacity for that right now)

So back to main quest and couple: they mostly just do their thing and get a little closer every day and start realising their own feelings more and more

And now, I admit I'm a little bit of a sucker for the idea of them just getting together and than A just saying yes someday after B made the Marry Me joke again and that's that, they're getting married

But consider this:

They start dating because instead of answering "yes" A decides to take a little risk and goes "I'd prefer to go on a date with someone before agreeing to marry them tbh" after B said "Marry Me" once again

And B, without missing a beat (but very much freaking out inside because omg!! Did they really just say that??), says "Okay then go on a date with me?"

And A agrees. "Sure. Pick me up at 7" or something

So they go on a date. And one turns into two, turns into a lot, turns into them becoming a couple and being very much in love

And then at some point a few years down the road A is the one to propose

They worry about how they should do it for weeks because nothing seems good enough or it's to over the top or something else just doesn't feel right

And then one day B does something for A that, had the roles been reversed, would definitely have gotten a "Marry Me?" as response

(possibly picking up something from the grocery store on the way home that B knew A needed / craved but didn't have the time to get themselves or something?)

And maybe B calmed down a little with the marry me thing by then but it's still a thing

So A, without really thinking about it because it just feels right, does react by asking "Marry me?"

And B is understandably a little shocked because 1) that's the first time A made that joke, it's always been B's thing and 2) A sounded a little to sincere for it to be only a joke?

So B blinks a little confused and goes "huh?" and A goes "you heard me, I want to marry you" while getting the ring out from wherever it was (conveniently near of course)

And then A gets on their knee and asks "Will you marry me?"

B say yes. Naturally. There might have been some happy tears involved.

When their friends see the rings / photos / announcement / whatever they jokingly ask if A finally said yes

And A answers "No, but B did"

And then they live happily ever after, the end.

[cosmicanamnesis]

OOhhh I would love to hear about your hate for the Scarlet Letter!! I read Wide Sargasso Sea from the list in the post and it was okay. Written like a classic so not always the easiest to understand. And I had to read it for a class, which usually make me dislike the books more. Crazy as I am getting a degree in English and literature classes are my favorite.

see that was the only one on the list i'd never actually heard of so i might have to look into it. but yeah i was in the "I'm Here For English/Art/Choir And Nothing Else" camp in school. most of the classics we had to read i either threw my whole ass into (see: The Grapes of Wrath) or i'd give it a couple chapters and then sparknotes it from there (sorry Great Gatsby. baz luhrmann made a very entertaining movie out of u tho)

anyway this song is called I Will Raise Nathaniel Hawthorne From The Grave Just To Kill Him Again (under a read more bc this literally does not matter nd if u liked The Scarlet Letter u can just scroll right on by)

fair warning: this is not a scholarly essay, this is a shitty opinion piece that i'm writing while drinking cheap shit that might maybe qualify as whiskey. that's what you're getting here.

anyway.

my beef with TSL has... frankly very little to do with the actual content of the story, other than the story is just dead fucking boring.

puritans as a subject are boring, esp if you grew up as a person being persecuted by The Church(tm) in modern america (i say, making my first unfounded broad sweeping generalization of the night). like, yeah, No Shit they were religious extremists, have you seen the legacy they left? in that way i can understand how the contemporary or modern reader is supposed to feel sympathetic towards hester. the story is presented like "look at these crazies, look how they treat their women and their community," as if we're not doing the same shit in a different font to this day. pick a point in american history, you'll find hester and pearl there because as a society by and large we have barely progressed.

not to mention the focus of the story is on hester's relationships with dimmesdale and chillingworth more than, yknow, her own development as a fully realized person (rather than a representaion of Theoretical Complexity; a person can be both Sinful and Virtuous). because she isn't one. neither is pearl. pearl, willful and impish, is the personification of hester's sin. pearl is a prop.

does that all make the story timeless? yes, in the worst possible way.

hawthorne explores what it means to be ostracized in the most, like, affluent white boy way. like a frat bro doing shrooms and discovering empathy, hawthorne wrote the scarlet letter to show the concept of Sin And Consequences in a way that other affluent white guys might actually pick up on and say hey yeah that is a little fucked and make them realize other people are, in fact, people. if you are not in that specific demographic (which i can only hope was a purposeful target audience to teach them that message and not hawthorne himself realizing this for the first time) the philosophy is pretty fuckin weak. or. not so much Weak as it is Shallow, but ultimately it's both.

all to say, i was pretty clearly not the target audience here, and i think i have a pretty valid reason to not give a fuck abt TSL. that is not the reason why i so passionately hate this book.

the town i'm from has a pretty significant mormon population. i don't know if you know anything about mormons, but basically, LDS tradition has rules clearly outlining under what circumstances a person is meant to be shunned by the church. one of those conditions is apostasy, when a member officially leaves or is forcibly removed from the church and is declared an apostate by the temple. why do i know this? my best friend for a long time went through this process when they were 16 and living with me because their family kicked them out for being queer. not too long after this, TSL was assigned reading, and the class i was in was like 80% Assorted Christian denominations, the major one being... ding ding ding the fucking mormons.

so. put yourself in my spot. you are having Teacher-Lead Discussions about the topics and morals in TSL and on one side you have queer kids, atheists, Intelligent Troublemakers, etc, and on the other side you have a Protestant Army led by a Mormon Vanguard. nothing will make you hate a book like a dozen kids with absolutely no self awareness.

that segment pretty much boiled down to

"wow can you believe how CrAzY the Church(tm) used to be? :P"

"uh... yeah... you haven't changed."

"WHAT? pshhh OUR denomination is Nothing like /that/, women can wear pants outside of church activities now!"

"ok how do you feel about adultery when one's husband is presumed dead?"

"well. uh."

so to conclude: the Scarlet Letter is a very shallow criticism of early american puritan doctrine and the way that it's treated as a deeply profound classic is more of a reflection on the modern White Patriarchy than it is on the Puritans. and dont get me wrong, i think it's a pretty good subject for a high school lit class, if for no other reason than it teaches kids to recognize how morals and ideals are passed down even over hundreds of years. its a perfect example of that.

book fuckin sucks tho

[slime-quest]

Humphrey ## I don’t really want to go see the void king. They’re scary ##

“They didn’t seem scary in my dream tho,” you say, “they actually seemed kinda apologetic.”

## That’s just a dream tho, that doesn’t necessarily mean anything ##

“I suppose.. They did say to ‘find myself’, so, maybe we should focus on that first.”

Mirrow && What about the University? It would be a good way to catch up on all the time we’ve lost &&

Humphrey ## maybe… it’s kind of out of the way tho, and we’d have to go through the forest twice if we go there first. ##

“Maybe the mountains would be best to start with. There’s a…” you squint at the map, “a ‘train’? Is that… what is that?”

Humphrey ## Oh yeah, I’ve heard of it. People talk about it from time to time when they come through town. Apparently people are working on building a network of tracks to each major part of the world, and the train rides along those. ##

“Golly…”

It’s decided! You’ll head to Snowloaf. But not before…

Humphrey ## oh no please don’t eat it or something weird ##

You approach the petrified titan a third time.

Godrender $$ interesting – they never did manage to send up a beacon $$

“The past couple times I tried to connect to their core, I saw flashes of their death and then fell on the ground. But I was thinking, maybe if Mirrow could activate those mushrooms again, we might be able to get more info. If it doesn’t work, I’d want to give them a proper burial.”

Mirrow && I don’t know, are you sure? It probably is safe, but it might not be easy to reverse &&

Humphrey ## What about that ask rune Vuota taught us? That could be much safer than mushrooms ##

Gordender $$ we are just – wildly curious to see what happens either way $$

“Um.. I don’t know if I’m doing this right but, here goes..”

You pull on a thread from your cloak and wrap it around your finger. It begins to wave gently as though it were submerged in water.

You point at the core and with your wrapped finger, you draw the shape Vuota gave you for “Ask”. The thread leaves a vivid trail as you draw in the air, and as the shape completes, several inches of your cloak crackle and burn away.

You can feel a sort of link latch into place, connecting you with the core. You’re now able to ask it a question.

“Hey, uh… how are you doin’?”

A weak, distorted voice answers you back. ?? not bad – could be worse i suppose – you turned out alright – so that is already the best news i have had in however long ??

Not what you expected. “I saw how you died. Can you tell me anything more about the void king?”

Titan ?? oh is that what it was called – sorry but no – i only know what you have seen ??

“You mean you haven’t seen the voidkin around in all the time you’ve been stuck here?”

Titan ?? i cannot even see you now – i have just been stuck here broken ??

“I have another titan here with me, if they touch your core can they talk to you?”

Titan ?? sure – worth a try – anything beats reliving my death ??

You lay the tip of Godrender gently against the core. The moment the two touch you hear a rapid series of beeps, buzzes and clicks, almost mechanical sounds as they exchange information.

The noises cease as quickly as they started.

Titan ?? well is that not the most interesting turn of events then – thank you Godrender ??

?? i did not see where your pieces ran off to – however – perhaps we may yet help one another out ??

?? I was never able to call out to the goddess before i was destroyed – if you possess the ability to do so – please light my beacon so that I may reach out and gather information from the old titan network – i may be able to connect to her yet ??

“I can give it a try,” you say. You recall the icon Soot referred to as a beacon. It’s different from either of the void runes, but it’s a single shape, so you think you can cast it the same way.

You grab another thread, and carefully trace the pattern. As the trail completes, more of your cloak burns away, and-

A brilliant, burning beam of red light pierces the heavens. You pick yourself up off the ground. Your cloak is more of a shawl now, but you can see it already beginning to knit itself back together, very very slowly. The vines that were previously covering the titan have burned completely away.

Titan ?? oh wow owowowowowowowowowowow ??

“Are you ok?”

Titan ?? that is a different kind of beacon than I was expecting – it did the trick tho – the network is still there – however I am not finding any other titans – or the goddess ??

?? well – I will maintain a look out – if you come across any other titans in a similar state to mine – please do ignite their beacons as well – i am certain we can be more helpful as a network than as individuals ??

“Is there anything we can do with Godrender’s old core? They said it’s inert, should be bury it or.. Something?”

Titan ?? hmm – if you knew any crystalmancy you might be able to turn it and godrender into any weapon you please ??

“Oh, I don’t think I can do that. I’ll just hold onto it for now.”

?? very well then ??

You head for the gondola near the doctor. The lizard guard with the enormous hat is there along with a couple of voidkin, and a magnificently dressed slime.

“YOU!!!” the well-dressed slime dashes up to you, excitement glowing in their face. “Did you see that incredible beam just now?? What an adventure!! Did you do that?? Tell me everything you know right now!!”