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[timelessmusae]

A day out in NYC

timeline: post-Gianna's return from the vacation trip, somewhere in the spring before her last summer at CHB.

Gianna was packing her bag yet again. Perhaps packing was too strong of a word; she wasn't planning on going on another surprise trip — only a day out in New York City. Still, she was unsure of what to bring with her: chocolate bars and a water bottle? Sure. Ambrosia and nectar should they cross paths with a monster? Why not. Credit card? Obviously.

Pacing around her room, Gianna patted the silver keychain in her belt, a safe reminder that her sword was there. Turning around, it was the sight of an envelope above her nightstand that brought her attention.

Bail money, the label was scribbled in magic marker.

Gianna nodded. Her friends from the Hermes cabin must have sent in the envelope the night before. It didn't hurt to be prepared.

Slipping the envelope into the bag, Gianna walked out of her room and out of the Nyx cabin, into a cool morning out in Camp Half-Blood. She sat on the nearest bench by the cabin circle, waiting for her friend. It shouldn't be long until he came up to meet her, and then their day out could begin.

[balladetto]

mister magic / accepting / @greatgospell

     There are parts of home that you take with you when you leave it. Pieces you don't mean to displace, the ones that are a little too telling, even when you're as far removed from — long disowned from — it as Link is from his.

     In that sense, getting caught like this was inevitable.

"It's okay to ask questions. Questions are how we get to know the world."

     Eyes wide, he takes a hurried step back, shoulders hitching up and fingers squeezing into fists. Heat creeps along his ears as he shakes his head, the telltale flush of embarrassment. He hadn't— the flowers were just so pretty. Are so pretty. Link is a child from and of the forest: they're the prettiest things on these streets, and the intent, fascinated lingering around the vendor who touts them can't really be helped.

     She's kind about it, at least. Genuine, which helps soften the wave of something mortified until it's dulled into something curious again. There's a careful restraint to it this time, in the apologetic twist to his smile and the way his gaze stays no longer than two seconds on any of her flowers now, but it pushes past simply staring: after a pause, he lifts a hand — tentative — and points to one with gently yellowing-from-green petals.

     He hasn't seen most of these before. This one's just big enough for him to point at without having to close more distance than needed between them. Link tilts his head, the question she encourages asking written in that motion alone. He hopes she can read it well, but he'll take most anything if it means he'll get a better look. What is it?

[moviestarmartini]

where she goes. — brahim díaz x reader.

tranquilita tu siempre te roba el show / una perversa le vo'a dar dembow / si se pone en cuatro i go where she goes.

summary: (based on this request) you slept with brahim full knowing he only did it to get over his ex. when he comes asking for more you decide to ignore him and disappear, full of pride. too bad he knows where to find you.

wc: 2.6k

warnings: yet again basic sentences in spanish (some i translated), nsfw (18+), stubborn mfs, alcohol consumption, prideful mfs, unprotected sex but what's new (not endorsing it!!!!), p in v, fingering, dom!brahim, he's a bit mean here whoops, spanking (nothing too extreme i promise), praise, aftercare, he's a lil shit here.

A/N: i stalled for a second but i'm so happy how this turned out !! thank you reina @thelvsickgirl for the request mwah mwah i hope you like it 🤍

now playing... where she goes by bad bunny

You stared at the messages in disbelief. You knew very well you were just a rebound, and though it was very well the best fuck of your life, you doubted if that was the case for him too. It was just your ego controlling your every thought, embarrassed you were the second option for him to come back to every time he found himself lonely. After not long consideration, you decided to listen to your pride and ignore the messages. 

Brahim stared back at the blue gray check marks, noticing how you went online on and off but no typing. There was no true intention to reply, thus meaning you didn’t want to respond, and you wanted him to know that. The same sense of pride invaded the two of you. ‘Fine. If she can ignore me, I can ignore her back. Game on.’ and he ignored you ignoring the messages, chest puffed with toxic dignity. 

But it wasn’t easy, not as much as he’d imagined. Each time he closed his eyes to rest, the ghost of your body haunted him, and he yearned to have your tits smothering his face once again as you bounced up and down the length of his cock. When he passed by the living room the carpet was still soaked in a stain remover from the red wine you spilled that night, the same one that had gotten you tipsy and stained your blouse, prompting you to remove it. 

And then, as the situation escalated, he replayed it in the same exact way in his mind until he tore himself away from the thought and moved on. Moved on to the thought of what you were up to; if you were seeing someone else, someone that had your voice stuck in the back of your throat like he did. 

Even some considerable time later, he just gave into the urges, the need to see your ass bouncing against his pelvis when he ordered you to get on all fours just to ram you from behind. He knew you well enough to know you were going to be at that club that night, so he sat and waited patiently, being a wingman to his own friends as he waited upon your arrival. 

And God, it did not disappoint. 

You sauntered in as if you walked into your own living room, the act was flawless as you stole gazes and forced them to look at you. But Brahim couldn’t help but smirk when he noticed you were only looking back at him. He watched as you hurriedly excused yourself from your group of friends and trotted over with those stiletto heels, sitting in the empty chair next to him. 

“Stalking me now, aren’t we?” You muttered, calling the bartender over. You couldn’t even bother as Brahim raised his hand to catch his attention first. 

“Un espresso martini para la señorita; lo agregas a mi cuenta.” ‘A espresso martini for the lady; add it to my tab’ The corner of your lip twitched as he knew exactly what you wanted. That also came true as he placed his hand on your knee, caressing a scar from the time you rolled down a hill when you were six.

“When are you giving me another chance, huh?” He inched closer, searching for your eyes. “I came all this way…” He thanked the bartender with a nod, giving you enough space to sip on your drink. “I surrender, okay?” 

You laughed, not even knowing what type of war you found yourselves in. “Surrender to what? ¿Qué está pasando por esa cabecita tuya, Brahimi?” You hummed disinterestedly, taking a long sip before placing the glass down. But there wasn’t any type of humor in Brahim’s eyes, not even with the nickname. He leaned in closer, nose brushing against yours. 

He seemed to straighten up and almost fix his attitude towards you, clearing his throat and brushing his hair back. “Can we… talk somewhere more private? My car, maybe?” He offered, eyes full of regret. 

You convinced yourself for the past month or so you weren’t going to give in so easily. You knew it was just sex, all his compliments and excuses were the pathway straight into his bed, or his couch, or the kitchen counter. But there you were, gulping down the last of your drink before getting dragged out of there, hurriedly texting your friends.

You sat in his car, the air thick as the engine roared awake. “What was it that you wanted to talk about?” You turned to him, still playing hard to get. The act dissolved the second he crashed his lips in yours furiously. “Ay princesa…” He sighed against your lips, his hands messing up your hair. “I want to feel that pussy again.” 

The nod you gave him was enough for the man next to you behind the wheel to break almost seven traffic laws on his way back to the apartment, and you squirmed on your seat, extremely turned on. 

The walk to the elevator was fuzzy, but as soon as you got inside, he almost slammed you against the wall with the rough push, subsequently having his lips take yours. It was sloppy, his lips and surrounding areas tinting in your lipstick, hands exploring under your dress to the point you wondered if he’d gotten you naked entirely. 

He was hungry, insatiable almost. When you reached his floor, the door wasn’t even closed, and you believed he knew how tightly you were wrapped around his finger. You stumbled inside to reach his living room couch, the same place where it all began a few weeks ago. 

You sat in his lap, legs to either side of his body. His hands forced you to arch your back, clothes chests against each other.  “Take off that dress. Keep the heels,” He ordered, pulling your hands away and letting you stand. He wanted a show, and you gave him just that. Your eyes didn’t leave his as you unzipped the little black item, letting it slowly slip down your body and pool at your feet. You brushed your hair to the side, giving him those eyes that chanted ‘slut me out!’ over and over again. 

“Who’s been seeing you in those?” He pointed with his nose to the lacy items that dressed your body under the regular items. He parted his legs, his growing boner becoming more evident.

“You know I wear these to feel pretty.” You replied with equal sass, and he tutted, leaning back. “What?” He saw right through you, and that was only part of it, not the entirety. With no other reply he patted his lap, inviting you to sit in it again. 

You knew better than to disagree, and as soon as you placed your legs on either side of his body, he captured your lips in his. The kiss was frenzied, he grabbed the plush of your ass and kneaded it. The groping made you grind on his lap, the excuse of a piece of fabric rubbing against his clothed boner. 

Brahim broke the kiss, leaving you wanting more. But he kept you away, holding you tenderly by your jaw, but still squishing your cheeks a little. “Don’t lie to me, mamita,” He cooed, voice dripping with sweetness before a smack filled the air, knocking the air out of your lungs. “Who’s been seeing you in that lingerie?” 

“No one, I swear!” You whined, writhing under another spank to your ass. “I kept wearing it in case I ran into you. I never got the courage to get on with someone else.” You heard a small laugh come from him, and sweet pecks soon placed at your chest. 

“Was that so hard to admit?” Brahim brushed your hair back with the palm of his hand, almost petting you. “Too bad you were just a lil’ too stubborn to text me back, eh amor?” His nose brushed against your neck, now depositing the sweetest kisses down its length. His hands played with the clasp of your bra, and it brought small giggles to your slips that mixed in with the moans. 

But the giggles didn’t last long as his hands cupped your breasts, massaging and squeezing them. “Fuck, I missed these,” He groaned, his lips applying sucktion on your shoulder. Surprised, your hands brushed the short strands in the back of his neck before tangling into the longer ones at the top. 

“Eres mía, ¿oíste?” Once his hands left your breasts, his fingers brushed against the newly formed mark. You nodded, breath hitching when his fingertips descended down your torso, hand stuffing inside your panties. He hummed in satisfaction at your wetness, grazing lightly at your clit. His eyes dissected the way you could barely stay straight, sinking further into his clothed thighs. “That’s good, isn’t it?” 

But the way he stared at you also meant he wanted a vocal answer, and with a trembling voice you reassured him, “So good, I swear,” His movements were painfully slow, until he moved his hand further down to tease your entrance. You nodded in consent, feeling two digits push inside. But there he was again moving slowly, taking his sweet time. 

“I’m sorry, is that not enough?” It was as if he was making fun of your moans turning into whining between low chuckles. “Ride them. C’mon.” The situation itself already seemed bizarre, how you ran into him when you most wished you did, only for him to have you completely under his control. You didn’t question him, taking the free pass and allowing yourself to get off, hips rolling on the digits he pumped inside you. You threw your head back, moving upwards and back down again continuously, your slick soon gathering in his palm. 

The moment he curled his fingers to hook against that ragged spot,  heat rose up your body, stomach tickling. Your movements became frantic, eyes glassy as you began to crave that release… only for him to remove his hand from under you, leaving you speechless. He licked his fingers clean with such care, big puppy eyes looking up at you. 

“Cum on my cock, please,” He guided your hand to squeeze the clothed bulge, shivering under your touch. You didn’t waste any time undoing the item, and he helped you out by sliding it— along with his underwear— to rest at his lower thighs. You licked your lips, watching the pink tip leak pre-cum, but decided on kissing him first, hand undoing the buttons of his black shirt. 

But there wasn’t any time to fully remove the item as he rubbed his hard cock against your entrance, knocking the air out of your lungs. “Vamos, princesa.” He encouraged you to sink down the length, his other hand caressing your side. You looked up

at him, only to find his pair of eyes looking back fueled with passion. 

That was enough motivation to check he was correctly lined up before sinking down. A groan in unison burst through the four walls, the grip of hands settling on your sides tightening. You hid your face in his neck, getting used to the stretch. Your bare chest against his own, and for a second you swore you could feel his heartbeat. 

It didn’t take long for you to start bouncing up and down his length, wanting to finish off the job. You were going to grant his wish, the fluids already rolling down to soak the couch a little. He groaned, feeling that peculiar pulsing of your walls, his hands maintaining a hard grip on your waist. 

“Don’t give up on me now, you’ve been doing so great.” Brahim praised, noticing how the build up had thrown off your rhythm. “Let me help.” He urged, positioning your bodies before he thrusted upwards. It was fast and fierce, your moans hitting a higher decibel as he tipped you off towards your orgasm. 

But he didn’t stop, he barely slowed down to give you time to recover before going back to that relentless pace, your head dropping and resting against his shoulder blade. “Mírame” He demanded, his hungry eyes meeting your infatuated ones before he pulled you into a kiss, stopping his thrusts while fully inside you. 

A sloppy makeout, tongues tangled, teeth clashing lightly every once in a while. His cock filled every crevice, his hands explored every inch while you finally removed the button up fully. Without even giving you a warning he switched, and you were under him. “La más bella de todo Madrid, eh my love?” He cooed, hands running down your sides as he took every inch displayed in front of him. 

You couldn’t help but blush, scoffing a little. “Ponte en cuatro,” He asked so nicely you couldn’t decline, hearing how he took off his bottoms, giving you space to get on your hands and knees. Then you could feel him behind you again, giving your ass a light smack before he leaned down to kiss one of your buttcheeks. 

A loud crack followed, and you gasped, looking back at him. “¿Enserio Brahim? This is the second pair! You can’t break things you didn’t pay for.” He tore the lacy thong to shreds easily, ripping it off your body. He only smiled sweetly, blowing you a kiss accompanied by a wink before he was back inside you, thrusting as if his life depended on it. The loud moans and groans— almost pornographic— filled the space once more. Your back arched as your arms gave out, the second release hitting you like a train. 

Brahim couldn’t help but admire your figure as he hit it from the back, a small smile sneaking in from behind his parted lips. He leaned down and circled his arm around your hip to press two fingers on your perked clit, already stimulated enough. Your thighs shook, breath getting stuck in your throat. He had never been a selfish lover, and you knew he wanted you to cum again at the same time he filled you up to the brim. 

“Fuck— fuck, that’s it, one more baby,” He praised as you came undone under him, your legs giving you. He pounded you into the cushions, kissing the back of your shoulder blades. The squeeze your pussy gave him was more than enough to tip him over the edge, glorified chants of your name overshadowed your whimpers. 

In no time he had you cradled in his arms, holding you close against his chest. “Stay the night with me, please,” He nuzzled into your cheek, and you agreed between half lidded eyes. 

You still left the following morning before he could wake up, knowing this was something still casual. He was still trying to get over his ex, and you were the closest person he could do that with; your convictions haven’t changed, even when he spent all night spooning you with his face buried in your neck. 

“You’ve got something waiting on your desk,” One of your coworkers announced as you clocked in on Monday, the others giggling. Curious, you walked slowly to your space to find a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a black box with a pink satin bow. 

You smiled at your coworkers innocently, sitting down to check what was inside the box. Your ears burned as your eyes fell upon the brand new lacy underwear. You closed the box without making much fuss to not attract any attention, checking the note resting on the outside. 

‘ picked them myself so i can break them in peace. 

see you friday, princesa. 

— yours, BD. ‘ 

[quitealotofsodapop]

¿Wukong le dará un durazno de la inmortalidad a Macaque? Talvez ya no quiera perderlo de nuevo, o verlo envejecer como lo hiso con sus generales... Estoy llorando al escribir esto...tengo un nudo en la garganta talvez le cuente de sus temores, de como se arrepiente de haberlo matado... (He leído un fanfic en el que defendiendo a los peregrinos, termino matándolo por accidente, bueno si tomas esa ruta ;v; ) Que realmente lo ama y no es solo para estar con Xiaotian, y si al final rechaza su peticion... bueno el respetaria su opinion aunque le duela

"Will Wukong give a peach of immortality to Macaque? Maybe I don't want to lose him again, or see him grow old like he did with his generals... I'm crying as I write this... I have a lump in my throat, maybe I'll tell him about his fears, how he regrets having killed him... .(I've read a fanfic in which defending the pilgrims, I ended up killing him by accident, well if you take that route ;v; ) That he really loves him and it's not just to be with Xiaotian, and if in the end he rejects his request.. Well, he would respect your opinion even if it hurts."

I think it's like canon to the S4 special that Wukong already shared a Peach of Immortality with Macaque back when they were in the Brotherhood, also since I hc Macaque as having been another member of the Jade Palace staff - he's eaten them before.

If his and/or Wukong's immortality have been affected by not eating the Peaches (of there were 3 types; one for lightness, one for youth, one for agelessness) in a long time, or by Macaque dying in canon, then I could imagine Wukong having a crisis of: "Oh no. What if I'm immortal, but Macaque isn't?"

Macaque I feel would agree to eat a Peach just for his own closure, not wanting to leave Wukong alone for eternity + there's so many things for him to exprience. They would most likely end up in an eternal game of chicken on who will die/reincarnate first - neither wanting to leave the other alone. They apply the Hob Gadling approach to immortality: "Forever is a long time - but at least I have someone to share it with".

And yes Wukong feels emense guilt at being the one to take Macaque's life back during the time of the Pilgrims. And he feels terrifed of how the whole situation with raising MK/Xiaotian has caused them both to start aging. It's a big hurdle that both of them have to face together, like every couple.

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Hey Apri! First of all, love you, second of all- would you mind updating Nyx's profile photo to be the one that I posted today in response to Para's question? Just because I like the newer one way better. Of course, just whenever you have the time, Nyxie's round isn't for a while <3

Oop i literally just typed an ask for you . . rock ask jumpscare . .

But I wouldn’t mind at all ! I’ll have it updated by the end of Ellie V Flor on the leaderboard ! Love you too !

Edit : Thought this was on my main acc 😭

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get to know the rper questionnaire .

stolen from: @aelleyon tagging: ANYONE AND EVERYONE

NAME?: HikariDana, Dana

PRONOUNS?: she/her

MOST ACTIVE MUSES?: Margaret or Gluttony!

RPG CLASS I'D BE: uhhhhh beast tamer-

FAVORITE COLOR: Burple................

FAVORITE TYPE OF THREAD: I am, and always have been, a sucker for angst. The type that rips your heart out and forcefully shoves it inside. I also love conflict threads! I'm not great at them, but it's always fun developing how my muses would handle a situation! ;v; But if not the angst I love, LOVE fluff!! And general muse banter (if I find our muses have a lot in common)! It doesn't need to be romantic intimacy, just cozy feelings... Like when muses are gaining a new understanding of each other ;v;

FAVORITE THING ABOUT MY MUSE: The funny thing is? I'm still getting to know Margaret. Quite literally she's a piece of me that I ripped out because... I wanted to give her her OWN story! Yet the most difficult thing has been to create a new story for her. Especially when I've already given a lot of aspects of myself to other characters/muses and now I gotta find that for Marg too, just so she's more grounded. As of now, she's grown to be more and more of her own independent person and I'm so damn happy for her!! Besides all that, my favorite thing is the rebel trope :3 we all love our rebels in this house~

HOW YOU LIKE TO RP: Multi Para in the third person!!

FAVORITE PLOTS: The plots where muses are having to face their worst fears and concerns with that special someone. Like, they finally have someone to just, unload all that burden and just fall apart for a few moments without feeling the need to look tough.... those are the most precious plots ;v; or plots where one muse has to tell it how it is to another muse to get them to cut the shit like ogh-

WHERE YOU GET YOUR INSPIRATION FROM: uhhh the few movies/anime/shows I watch, video games, aaand media around me! I really should be reading books more often but I haven't a clue what I could get into genre wise :')

FACT ABOUT YOU: Uhhhh I have a funny scar around my arm from when I was a toddler and it was caused by a baby dress that was a little too tight lmao (it's not severe btw it's just a dark ring which is a lot more faded these days! Also it was accidental c:)

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chaoticxgays​:

   “Sure have~.” He assured with a smile. “Most are pretty similar to me. Though I have met some that were nothing better than little cunts.” Ben scoffs. “But I guess that’s what happens. Everyone has good and bad in them. Some realities I guess just focus one one or the other more. Some are blends. Like me.” While Ben has done a lot of good, he’s done a few bad. He’s not perfect and he knows it. Though he likes to put on a show of being so sometimes.

   “There was one of me that took the hero thing a little too far, devoting all of his time protecting and never any time for himself. Another me took the fame WAY too far, basically only using his powers for clout. Then there’s the versions of me that don’t have my powers. Or some that are completely evil. Strange to think about.”

"Right? It's crazy!" He gestured. "Like, you try to be good, but knowing there's an "evil" version out there kinda freaks you out!" He meant the general "you", not Ben personally, but hopefully he understood that from the context. "Like there's this one version of me out there that joined the Organization- Oh, wait, you wouldn't know what that is," he crossed his arms again, but this time in thought as he tried to figure out how to explain. "Ok, so there's this universe, right?" He started, gesturing wide with his clawed hands. "It's got a whole bunch of really tiny planets- they call them "worlds"- and the people on there don't know about each other, but they're mostly human, and-"

As he proceeded to try to explain all his crazy adventures and happenstances, he unconsciously began to power down. His eyes dimmed to a more mellow golden amber, and his hair went from white to inky black. His face still remained the same- with his ears, fangs, and snout- but became more animated and at ease.

"-Is literally a giant key! They call it a keyblade, and it's all magical and is the only thing that can collect the hearts all the Heartless devoured, and-" He stopped miming swinging a "keyblade" and smacked his own forehead. "Oh, wait, I forgot to mention the Nobodies. That's a whole other story."

He sighed. "Ok, so long story short, I've seen a bunch of different versions of me too, and now I've gotten a complex because most of them are heroes. Seriously, you should hear about half the stuff they did to save people- it’s nuts!"

[deathsconsort]

respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

roleplayer name: bri

roleplayer pronouns: she / her 

muse name: the cuntress herself, nesta archeron 

preferred communication: tumblr dm’s and discord, but i reply faster over tumblr tbh

experience: rp wise somewhere around 2009-2010. when it comes to writing in general i was very young like 6 or 7 writing short stories and rewriting fairytales to make them the way i wanted to lmao 

preferred roleplay type: multi para length, i like to yap 

pet peeves & dealbreakers: i have quite a bit tbh, which i think a lot of us do when we’ve been around for so long. but my biggest one is copying, whether it’s copying me or my friends and then thinking no one will notice. whether it’s the writing, ideas ( such as hcs and verses ), hell even when it comes to fcs and setting up how a blog looks. i think if you lack originality then maybe this hobby isn’t for you. there’s also this, imo, weird stigma that drawing attention to instances like this is considered drama when it’s not. yeah, it’s rp but people stealing your ideas isn’t right and i wish people would stop watering it down to petty rp drama. i’m going to add this second thing about the ac/otar fandom specifically. if you’re someone who hates on any of the sisters, say mean/negative things about them, and/or complain about the people who like a sister that isn’t your favorite then i don’t want to see you on my dash. it says a lot about you as a person when you say things like that. i’ve blocked people before for it and i will continue to do so. when someone follows me i will scroll through their blog to make sure they don’t act like that before following them because of how many times it has happened. i can’t tell you the amount of times i’ve had people follow me first and then make nasty posts about nesta. i don’t even know what they’re trying to get at when they do weird things like that. but for a fandom that is predominantly women, the misogyny is appalling. i don’t want to deal with people who will shit on the sisters, but will love and treat the men of that series as if they’ve never done anything wrong. 

plots or memes: memes!! i always find it easier to plot once we already have s/t going and i have a feel for how someone portrays their characters. it makes the ideas pop in my head easier than they would starting with no writing at all. and tbh i also do enjoy winging things. 

best time to write: late at night, it’s when i have the most energy and creativity. there’s also nothing around to distract me. 

are you like your muse: extremely. it’s why i get v passionate and protective over her??? the trauma, grief, depression, ptsd, the sister dynamic, her personality, and how she was raised are eerily similar. it’s why i connect with her so deeply and is a character that has helped me through some really rough times. i have two sisters as well and we all have our own problems/struggles with each other and it’s why the dynamic between the sisters is really important to me. i also think that’s why i sometimes see things differently than a good chunk of the fandom does.

tagged by: @stareternyl and @firehcart

tagging: @yourgraves @sparelove @valkyrd @siphonedshadow and anyone else who wants to!!

[bimboqueer-bah]

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[timelessmusae]

The Scandalous Lives of Manhattan's Demigods

timeline: university life, Gianna is in her early 20s and has been working as one of the Furies for a few years now.

When you're a winged spirit of vengeance, you often don't catch a break. Unless you've recently crawled back from Tartarus, that is. Then Alecto would grace you with a week off so your demigod brain could catch up to what you missed over the past month while you were regenerating.

Gianna knew that too well.

Sitting down at the Met steps, the daughter of Nyx cautiously scanned around the crowd in search for familiar faces.

"They should be here soon, right?" She said, picking at the holes of her mesh shirt.

The girl beside her nodded. Tanya stood up as she searched the crowd. Maybe her friend's werewolf powers worked better that way.

"At least that's what Georgie said last in the group chat. Maybe they just fought a monster along the way."

Gianna huffed a laugh. Usually, she was the monster along the way.

Squinting, she pointed at two familiar faces crossing the street. "That's them!"

[groriatrevi10xx]

entonces aqui tambien es homofobica brittany?

Anónimo: So is Brittany homophobic here too?

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G: Lamentablemente si.../Unfortunately if...

A Teagan le encantan los libros de cuentos de hadas o cualquier tipo de libro que contenga "fantasía".../Teagan loves fairy tale books or any type of book that has "fantasy" in it...

Y está tan obsesionada con ellos, que cree que realmente todo debería ser igual como dice el libro... Raro, probablemente.../And she is so obsessed with them, that she believes that everything really should be the same as the book says... Weird, probably...

En sus libros la Princesa siempre se queda con el Príncipe, los malos son los reyes, exactamente solo lo que aparece en los libros... Y siempre hay una pareja que se repite, solo Hombre y Mujer... Para ella es lo correcto.../In her books the Princess always stays with the Prince, the bad guys are the kings, exactly only what appears in the books... And there is always a couple that is repeated, only Man and Woman... For her it is the right thing to do...

Nadie esperaba que con esa cosita en un libro, Teagan vería extrañas las relaciones de Hombres con Hombres y Mujeres con Mujeres, para ella era… Asqueroso, extraño y enfermizo…/ Nobody expected that with that little thing in a book, Teagan would see the relationships of Men with Men and Women with Women as strange, for her it was... Disgusting, strange and sick...

Umbra no esperaba eso, incluso trató de explicarle a su hija y hacerla entender, pero Teagan dijo: "No es normal, una relación siempre es con un Hombre y una Mujer..."/Umbra didn't expect that, she even tried to explain to her daughter and make her understand, but Teagan came out with "It's not normal, a relationship is always with a Man and a Woman..."

Suena tonto y estúpido, pero realmente empezó así... Teagan tiene una manera diferente de ver las parejas y el amor.../It sounds silly and stupid, but it really started like that... Teagan has a different way of looking at couples and love...

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@askkassandragf-v-2

[leavyes]

"Why do people go to the cinema? What takes them into a darkened room where, for two hours, they watch the play of shadows on a sheet? The search for entertainment? The need for a kind of drug? All over the world there are, indeed, entertainment firms and organisations which exploit cinema and television and spectacles of many other kinds. Our starting-point, however, should not be there, but in the essential principles of cinema, which have to do with the human need to master and know the world." - Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting In Time (1987)

this is an independent and selective roleplaying blog for LEVI TALBOT, an original character based on rusty quill's the magnus archives. focusing on themes such as the psychological impact of cinema, self-objectification, comfort at the end of the world, and the refusal to heal. those with scopophobia are discouraged from following this blog. body horror abounds.

* mun has a chronic hand condition that makes typing for long periods difficult, therefore activity may be spotty; some out of character asks may be answered verbally and linked, with transcripts tba.

PERSONAL BLOGS ( non-roleplay blogs ), you should NOT be reblogging my writing. I WILL BLOCK YOU. my writing isn’t for your blog, it’s for my partners. you are welcome to read it and enjoy it and like it if you want to, but reblogging it makes it difficult for me to keep track of and spreads it outside of my circle, which i’m not okay with.

MINORS, you should NOT be following this blog. I WILL BLOCK YOU. this is for your safety and mine and i’m sorry, but it has to be this way. i know there are a large amount of minors in the fandom. if i follow you and you are a minor, assume that i didn’t see it. you can either reach out to me or block me. i will unfollow immediately.

rules below the cut. / link to character doc.

i. there will be some extreme nsfw content on this blog ( gore, child murder, etc., all canon to the series ). if you need something tagged, tell me.

ii. i prefer para over all other methods of roleplay, but if you want to use script, that’s fine.

iii. you do not need to format to roleplay with me. i use small text - tell me if you’re having trouble reading what i’m writing so i can bump the size back up for you.

iv. in-character drama is welcome in moderation; ooc drama is not. i do not reblog callout posts.

v. i am always open to interacting with more than one of the same character, and ocs. i enjoy crossovers.

vi. the mun uses he / him pronouns; you can call me samuel. i’m AUTISTIC. i don’t really mask on this blog. i’m pretty friendly and communicative, but swing on the emotional side of the spectrum in the way that i present online, so if i cold message you and seem overly familiar, that’s probably why. if it makes you uncomfortable just tell me straightaway so i can adjust.

vii. this character has rather severe ocd, also written from experience. ocd influences all of their behaviours; it does not, however, cause them to participate in evil, and the two should not be conflated.

viii. if you made it this far, thank you; please jump into my ask box whenever you need me, or tag/mention me in a post & we can get started. i am not exclusive to mutuals, so i do not need to be following you for you to interact with me. it’s a way to keep my dash free of clutter, and threading with me is the best way to convince me to follow you!

[vendettavalor]

Name / Alias: Vendetta, Ven, or V!

Are you over 18?: Yep!

|| WRITING. ||

-Are you selective about who you write with? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only).

-Are you selective about who you follow? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only).

-If your muse is canon, how much do you adhere to canon? Not at all / A little / Some / Mostly / Strictly / Not Applicable.

-What post lengths do you write? One-Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella / All of the aforementioned.

-Do you use icons and/or GIFS? No /Gifs / Icons/ Yes / Sometimes.

-Do you write on other platforms? No /Yes

-What level of plots do you write? Unplotted/ Open-Ended Plots / Semi-Plotted(only if my partner wants to, I'm not good at plotting) / Fully Plotted Epics / All of the aforementioned.

-How quickly do you usually respond to threads? Very Slow (more than a month) / Slow (3-4 weeks) / Average (1-2 weeks) / Fast (less than one week) / Very Fast (less than three days)

-What types of themes do you like? Adventure / Romance / Fluff / Angst/ Violence / Tragedy / Domestic / Family / All of the aforementioned.

|| WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? || ( Feel free to add!)

High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy / Romantic

Drama / Action / Smut / Adventure / Espionage / All of the aforementioned

-Are there any themes you're uncomfortable writing on your blog? (Not triggers) No / Yes/ Sometimes

-Do you have any triggers? How do you request it tagged? Not really a trigger, but I appreciate people tagging Uncanny Faces.

|| SHIPPING. ||

-What types of relationships are you open to? Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned

-What types of pre-established relationships are you open to? Romantic / Platonic/ Familial / All of the aforementioned

-Do you have OTPs? No / Chemistry Only / Yes

-Do you have NOTPS? No / Yes (same as above, no answer)

-What is your muse's sexual orientation? Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Pansexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Demisexual / Sapiosexual / Asexual / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you're asking

-What is your muse's romantic orientation? Heteroromantic/ Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic / Panromantic / Demiromantic / Sapioromantic / Aromantic / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you're asking.

-Are you comfortable writing smut? No / VERY Selectively / Yes

How early in a relationship do you ship romantically? Autoship / During plotting / After a couple IC interactions / Several IC interactions / Slow burn / Plot dependent / Never / Depends on the writer and the muses

-Are you open to toxic ships? No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

-Are you open to problematic ships? No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

-Are you open to polyshipping? No / Selectively / Yes

-Are you an exclusive shipper? Never / Sometimes / Yes / I would be open to discuss it

-Does crack shipping ever happen? Nope / Yes

TAGGED BY: @uncxntrxllable (thank you!!)

TAGGING: YOU!

[aurianneor]

Tener la mayoría del poder sin la mayoría de los votos

El sistema de votación en Francia, tanto para las elecciones presidenciales como para las legislativas, no es proporcional. Sólo los candidatos más votados pasan a la segunda vuelta. Favorece a los grandes partidos con un líder indiscutible.

La V República se creó para un hombre, Charles de Gaulle, líder indiscutible de un gran partido. Valorar a un líder indiscutible es un valor de derechas. Unirse detrás de un solo hombre no es un valor de izquierdas. La izquierda valora la diversidad de opiniones y el diálogo. La izquierda no puede imponerse con este tipo de elecciones.

En las elecciones presidenciales francesas de 2002 hubo 10 candidatos de izquierdas. Ninguno de ellos llegó a la segunda vuelta, pero juntos sumaron el 64% de los votos. Chirac y Le Pen juntos sólo obtuvieron el 36% de los votos en la primera vuelta. La mayoría de los franceses habían votado a la izquierda y tuvieron una segunda vuelta de derecha contra extrema derecha.

En las elecciones presidenciales de 2017 y 2022, Emmanuel Macron obtuvo el 24% en 2017 y el 27% en 2022 de los votos en la primera vuelta. La gente votó por él en la segunda vuelta para evitar a Marine Le Pen. Los candidatos de izquierda sumados en la primera vuelta obtuvieron el 27% en 2017 y el 31% en 2022. Si solo hubiera habido un candidato de izquierdas, se habría enfrentado a Marine Le Pen en la segunda vuelta.

Para las elecciones legislativas de 2024, E. Macron no ha dejado tiempo suficiente a los partidos para hacer campaña y a la izquierda para organizarse de cara a las elecciones europeas (caída del voto a France Insoumise). Esto es antidemocrático. Los pronósticos dan una amplia victoria a Rassemblement National (extrema derecha). Cuanto más pequeña es la ciudad, mayor es el resultado de Rassemblement National.

W. Bush y D. Trump fueron elegidos en Estados Unidos gracias al sistema electoral, a pesar de que una gran mayoría de la población votó en contra de ellos.

En Estados Unidos (colegio electoral) y en Francia, hay muchas más circunscripciones en el campo que en las ciudades. El voto rural está sobrerrepresentado.

En el Reino Unido, Italia, España, Suiza y Alemania, el voto de los diputados es proporcional.

Elections législatives : comment vote-t-on dans l’Union européenne ? – Toute l’Europe: https://www.touteleurope.eu/vie-politique-des-etats-membres/elections-legislatives-comment-vote-t-on-dans-l-union-europeenne/

Hay que devolver el poder al pueblo pidiendo representantes elegidos proporcionalmente y un referéndum de iniciativa popular para equilibrar su poder. Los parlamentarios eligen luego a un primer ministro. No hay necesidad de un presidente. El pueblo es soberano.

Types de démocraties – Democurieux: https://democurieux.fr/types-de-democraties/

Traducido con DeepL.com

Adam Ruins Everything – Why the Electoral College Ruins Democracy – tru TV: https://youtu.be/90RajY2nrgk?si=fXmlvOy7mkoOXiCz

Proportional #rankedchoicevoting Explained – fairvote: https://youtu.be/MSl7LYbqjWw?si=WC5w9A8kgnLmE7UY

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The American people’s choice: https://www.aurianneor.org/the-american-peoples-choice-fahrenheit-119/

Elire, c’est pas voter!: https://www.aurianneor.org/elire-cest-pas-voter-oui-au-referendum/

Les autorités illégitimes: https://www.aurianneor.org/les-autorites-illegitimes/

Oui au Référendum d’initiative populaire: https://www.aurianneor.org/oui-au-referendum-dinitiative-populaire-petition/

Vème République, toujours là…: https://www.aurianneor.org/veme-republique-toujours-la-to-read-this-in/

Législatives 2024: choisir la gauche ou la droite.: https://www.aurianneor.org/legislatives-2024-choisir-la-gauche-ou-la-droite/

2 France: https://www.aurianneor.org/2-france-jusqua-quand-travail-famille/

Avoir la majorité du pouvoir sans la majorité des votes: https://www.aurianneor.org/avoir-la-majorite-du-pouvoir-sans-la-majorite-des-votes/

Having the majority of political power without the majority of votes: https://www.aurianneor.org/having-the-majority-of-political-power-without-the-majority-of-votes/