#where is that post that ends with in conclusion fuck the sun

[rubyvroom]

My family never understands why I turn into a sloth in the summer months. We saw much hotter summers in the Midwest US, where 100 degree temps were very common. It's true that we rarely get up to 100 in the Northeast but unfortunately all of the buildings are old as fuck and don't have central air conditioning, so it's all fans and portable a/c units and it FEELS so much worse. Fans are just moving the hot air around. Add all the concrete and poor air circulation and riding in the subway and and it's like living in an oven. I can't sleep at night and during the day I have no energy to do anything. If it's already like this in June, what's the rest of summer going to be like? :(

[lynnlovesthestars]

Masterlist- Baldur's Gate 3.

Hello my stars, since my brain went from somewhat sane to "How can I live without Astarion" I decided to put everything I've been posting in a masterpost.

Also I'm opening my requests, right now I'll be writing only about Baldur's Gate, but later I might venture in other fandoms. At the bottom of this masterpost, I'll leave the requests rules.

This being said, whether you are here to look for a treat, or to request your fantasies, what can I do for you?

My prompt list. (currently under maintenance)

Kofi, patreon for those who'd like to tip!

dd:dne infos for those who might be interested in finding out how it works.

Requests questions!

Taglist form. for those who wants to get tagged.

Work in progress page.

Other places where you can find me:

@lynnloves-thestars (the one where the follows come from aka my primary blog)

Astarion Acunin:

Scars: Astarion x Reader. Angst. Set in act 3. "When your fears catch up to you"

Blood: Astarion x Reader. Part 2 of scars. Angst, fluff. Set in act 3. "How long does it take to heal those scars?"

One and Only. Astarion x Reader. Smut, fluff, lil of angst. Post act 3. "No one will ever love me like you do"

The sun, the moon and the stars. Astarion x Reader. part 2 of One and Only. Angst, fluff, smut (kinda). Post act 3. "When he thought he couldn't ask for more, you gave him back his freedom."

I wandered lonely as a cloud. Astarion x reader. Hurt, comfort, fluff, eventual smut. Set in act 2. "Let's pretend just for a few hours that we are okay, that we fell in love."/ Golden Daffodils (chp 2)

Why? Astarion x reader. Angst, hurt/ comfort, something similar to fluff. "Why? Why? Why?"

-Tick, tack, ah.- Astarion x OC (Lynn). Hurt no comfort.

Amygdala- Astarion x OC (Lynn). fluff, angst, a bit of confort?. "pain comes in many ways"

Serendipity - Astarion x OC (Lynn) fluff?. "astarion was supposed to have a meal and ended up catching feelings- or something like that."

Golden- Astarion x Tiefling!reader. angsty?, lots of thinking, self-doubt, avoidance. "the huge tear in his shirt caught your eye again, and you decided to give him a reminder that someone cared about him." (somewhat pt 2 of "Why")

Avoid- Astarion x Wyll. Angsty. Prompt 11.

Wisteria- Astarion x OC (Lynn). Fluff, smut, angst. Set post game. "In an universe where they don't end up together while tadpoled, Lynn comes to the conclusion that he loves Astarion."

Sleep tight- Astarion x OC (Lynn) fluff.

Lesson One- Astarion x GN!reader. Fluff.

other beginnings

mess

kiss me slowly

dadstarion crums

stealth check failed

the veil- prologue, 1,

Karlach Cliffgate:

Bedsheets. Karlach x reader. Requested. Fluff. Post act 3. Ticklish adventure.

Wyll Ravengard:

Sleepless. Wyll x Reader. Smut, fluff if you squint. "Everyone is asleep, and all he can think about is not next to him."

Headcanon: anal. Smut.

Something. Wyll x reader x Gale, poly, fluff. They are something.

Avoid Astarion x Wyll. Angsty (check under Astarion)

Seasalt. Wyll x reader, smut

Gale Dekarios:

Arabella - Songfic, fluff. Prompt: 169 “Oh, fuck. Do that again.” 

Something. Wyll x reader x Gale. Fluff. (look up!)<3

Tea- Gale x reader. Drabble. A tea to fall in love.

Shadowheart:

TBA

Lae'zel:

TBA

Halsin:

TBA

Jaheira:

Dinner is served. smut.

Minsc:

TBA

other characters:

"Let me show you how this will benefit you"- Gortash x OC (see more on post), smut- check TWs.

HC bg3 men with caring Tav

HC bg3 x durge, refusing bhaal

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My requests are currently open, of course there's some rules I'd like to enforce so all of the readers, as well as me, are comfortable.

-no nsfw from anons or ageless accs

-no abuse from the romantic interest with the intent of having them fall in love (I see you Stockholm syndrome lovers, but this is not the place), while the mcs trying to murder each other before kissing it's our fav trope here, abuse it's not.

-no dubcon or noncon

-no b3stiality, no inc3st, or minors characters, even if aged up.

-and yk the usual do not interact warnings.

-can definitely use prompts, one liners, tropes, whatever comes to your mind for the request, and I'll try my best to fulfill them.

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[gayferrari]

Wait do you know about the Estelle age weirdness? It adds an extra dimension I feel. If you’re uncomfortable gossip posting don’t feel you have to share though!

So in the UK that relationship article this week had Tatler call her 21 and The Sun call her 22 but she’s a semi influencer that has been around for a WHILE.

She was featured in The Tab (a uni newspaper) in 2018 under her old ig name before she deactivated it this year (sillylettuce) and my friend’s roommate who went to the same uni says they were in the same halls. There’s other stuff too as she has been in some way online for years but no one conclusively knows her age at all and it is incredibly strange. She could be anywhere from 21-24.

Ok this is the only ask I am going to post re: rookies love triangle gossip but I got all of them! I saw the "Ollie's girlfriend is lying about her age" drama on f1twt months ago and I think it's incredibly funny it has now hit the British tabloid press. I don't know this random girl at all but I support her right to use a fake last name and possibly fake age while attempting an influencer career, ngl. At some point, the influencer gig will have to end and I actually think it's pretty smart not to want to have your personal information out there for everyone to google (including your future employer)

ngl my toxic trait is that I don't believe we live in a society where "young racing drivers being taken advantage of by influencers" is an actual issue, so I can't find it within me to muster outrage. If us random tumblrinas have heard about this stuff, so have Franco and Ollie and probably their friends and families, who are the people who actually have reasons to be concerned about any of this. And they're still choosing to go there!#goodforthem. I support these kids' rights to be young and rich and messy.

Anyway. In 10 years when Franco and Ollie are battling for podiums someone will bring up the fact that they fucked around with the same girl when they were both in F2 and people will point to it as the basis of a lifelong rivalry... everybody say thank u Estelle

[sid471]

Back to my roots

Shipping and RWBY, let's do it :3

"I just don't see it man, it came out of no where" "I dunno it felt forced to me 🤷🏻" "their only even slightly romantic was after they killed Adam"

Okay lemme stop you get it. This post is about Bumblebee :3... And that last one is giving antis too much credit I've seen people even calling Yang tenderly holding Blake's face and pressing their foreheads together a purely platonic gesture 😊 Now, I’m gonna show you some screenshots, and 1 gif, and you tell me if they look like Just Friends, okay?

Mm hmm, mm hmm, got your answer? Good. If you chose ‘Nope they’re still just friends 🤷🏻’ then you are both wrong AND delusional, I’m sorry, would you like to try again ☺️ Hehe I still get giddy when I see the kiss :3

Anyways, let’s go pic by pic. The first one, you don’t cup your friends cheek tenderly to steady and hold their gaze. I dare you to cup your friends cheek and tilt their head up. And if they’re not weirded out, they’ll think you were confessing your feelings. And if that happens congrats on your new relationship 😊. The second one. LOOK at how Yang is looking at her! ._. Those are the most obvious ‘FUCK ME’ eyes I’ve ever seen .-. The third one. I once again dare you to cup your friend’s cheek and press your foreheads together. It’s just… objectively NOT a platonic gesture 😶. The fourth one. Look at how content and relieved Yang is to see Blake and have her in her arms. The fifth one… Now I know y’all are not the brightest but I REALLY doubt I have to tell you that that’s not a platonic moment between besties 😊

And that’s just with pictures. I haven’t even gotten to the thing I can write about .-. So, shall we? :3 Who remembers the scene after Sun is stabbed and Blake rants to him about why she’s always alone and pushing people away? Good, good. Now, if you rewatch that scene, you’ll notice that throughout the speech she IS emotional. But her voice only breaks and wavers when she says Yang’s name. The same thing happens with Yang when she talks to Weiss about Blake. It becomes clear that she's not really angry at BLAKE. She's angry because Blake didn't TELL her anything. Because sheeee...? Loves her and wants to support her, very good. Blake and Yang are the DEFINITION of pining in volume 5 .-. Like, look at how they look at each other at the end of Volume 5 when they see each other again ._.

Sheer AWE. I don't even think they had this much awe on their face when they saw Jin and Ambrosius. Ya know... Who are basically Gods?

In conclusion, please LORD stop being delusional about the Bees. It's FINE if you don't ship them, as long as you're not a douche bag about it, it's FINE if you prefer Black Sun. It's FINE. No one CARES what you ship. It's a PROBLEM when you're an ASSHOLE about it >_> You can ship your ships while ACKNOWLEDGING that Yang and Blake are canonically girlfriends now.

[jiyansthesis]

ROOKIE ☆ MISTAKE

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

x reader

summary: you and ghost are on a mission to take out a diamond dealer, but something obviously just had to go wrong. "the objective is complete. that means that price will be happy, even if we're not."

note: heavily based off of this asmr vid i came across lmao. just thought i had to put it into writing and add a bit more (i was rolling around giggling listening to it when i was trying to sleep). so if it seems similar to my other post, i had to keep most of the events in here similar to the video so i didn't have much room to work with. ty for the love on my other post! this will have 2 parts :) i just wanted to make pt.1 the whole vid

not proofread // gender neutral

pt. 2

☆☆.

"all right rookie, listen up," price's voice came from your radio. "you'll rendezvous with ghost. the mission itself is simple, you're taking out a diamond dealer, who's been causing no end of trouble for the local community."

you glanced out the opening that was supposed to be a window, but had no glass. the sun was quickly setting, and you knew once it got dark your job was going to be a lot more harder.

"-so, it's important that you take him out as quietly, and as quickly, as possible." you didn't get to hear what he said before that, but you knew it wasn't that important in terms of the mission. you weren't that experienced when it came to working in the field, but you guessed that taking out one man wouldn't be very hard.

"the only thing is," price sighed, "uh, well, he's a highly decorated sniper from spetsnaz."

oh. fucking fantastic. you groaned, rubbing a hand up and down your face.

"i just had to fucking jinx it," you mumbled.

after a momentary pause, as if he had heard you, price continued.

"he's most likely on the hunt for you as well, so when you meet up with ghost, make sure you spend some time to survey the area."

the fact you had ghost with you made you more hopeful. he's one hell of a good shot, and there's no way you weren't completing this mission with him at your side. you basically have to sit back and relax.

"do everything you can, to protect yourself, and whenever you're ready, take out the target. this is your first test rookie. i've got expectations for you."

you got ready to press the button on the radio to reply that you understood, but price continued.

"and, about simon. he can be a little. . . off. but don't let that put you off. if he insults you, he's sarcastic. or he'll always make your life hell." the man on the other side chuckled. "that means he likes you."

waiting for the confirmation to speak, you were cut off by, "alright rookie, price out." and nothing else was said.

you slipped your radio away, waiting for ghost to appear. you've heard a lot about him, but mostly from other rookies, who feared and respected him. you didn't know what to expect.

it was a few moments of silence before you heard the footsteps of someone coming, you held your gun ready just in case it wasn't ghost, but quickly lowered it once you saw his telltale mask.

he made his way over to you in silence, all the way to where you were standing near the window. you slightly scooted back on instinct, and before you realized what you even did, ghost noticed.

"what's the matter?" he said in his accented voice. "don't believe in ghost stories?"

"what?" you replied.

"have i got something on my fucking face?" he probably said that in response to your wide eyes.

you bit back the snarky and know-it-all response of "that fucking mask", and instead quickly replied no.

he turned his head away from you, looking back outside.

"i've been here for 45 fucking minutes," he paused. "and you- you didn't even fucking clock me once. not once."

you stayed quiet.

"my conclusion, my calculation, my epiphany, is that you, must be the rookie that price has been fucking banging on about for the past few weeks. i would've asked but, only a rookie would not be able to clock that they was being stalked, followed, or otherwise, shadowed."

it was true, you hadn't noticed him until he purposefully made his presence known with the way he stomped over to you. you didn't even know he was here for as long as you had been.

"only a absolutely fucking numpty could be the rookie. and only an absolute rookie would make that mistake." he continued on.

price was right. this guy practically shits out insults.

"you are the rookie," he pointed at you as if you wouldn't know who he was talking about. "that i've been sent to fucking babysit."

"simon, i-"

"no, no, no, no," he cut you off. "listen here gorgeous, you don't get to call me that, yeah?"

you nodded. why is he all worked up at you using his real name? you knew better than to ask him that and pushed the thought to the back of your mind.

"lieutenant, or ghost. you understand?"

"yes," you replied.

"copy, or affirmative, or that yankee doodle jargon, you know. tell you what though, they're fucking good soldiers. so, now that you and i are, acquainted, what's on the menu?"

you raised your eyebrow in confusion and question.

"what's the op? or have you uh, lost track?

"no lieutenant." you began to fill him in on the mission, basically replaying everything price had said to you.

he didn't reply, which seems like something he likes to do. leave you in utter and awkward silence while you think of how to not anger this towering man.

"so, where are you from? you have an accent." you made a pitiful attempt at restarting the conversation as ghost tapped on the side of his gun, still surveying the outside.

"you always ask your superiors personal questions like that all the time, do ya? you must be a real fucking heat at the barracks."

price really did not prepare you for ghost's insults.

"they fucking love me at the barracks." the corner of your mouth downturned. you couldn't see the expression he had, which has been bothering you this whole time. he barely shows emotions in his eyes, and you can't even see the rest of his face.

"i'm from manchester, i've just uh, spent too much time with that southern softie, price. but uh, your small talk is wearing thin my even smaller patience. so why don't you do us a little por favor, shut the fuck up."

you almost burst out laughing when he said that, but quickly turned away so he wouldn't see. didn't need him to have something else to reprimand you for.

"alright rookie, you have a look around?"

"no, sir." you didn't even think about it.

"no. of course you fucking haven't. i guess you fucking youngsters think that due diligence is a hollywood actor. do you fucking do your job at all, twat?" he scoffed.

"fear fucking not, as abrasive i might be, i'm at least, organized." he pulled out something that looked like a piece of metal that reflected the sunlight. "do you know what this is, rookie?"

"what? is this a fucking trick question?" it was such a random object, and you don't remember seeing something with that specific shape before.

"it's not a trick question, the fuck do you think it is?"

"a mirror?" you got ready for him to make fun of you or groan that you were such a rookie, but instead he nodded.

"that's right. 10 points for hufflepuff. it's a mirror. i use it for my makeup, so i look pretty in the morning."

"well, i bet you do a good ass job every morning, lieutenant. under the mask, i bet? you should show me." you weren't gonna lie, you have been thinking about what's under the mask ever since you first saw him, and this was the perfect moment to ask.

he angled his head towards you and let out a breath of air that you were going to consider a laugh.

"negative. the mask doesn't come off."

"are you ugly, sir?"

"on the contrary. it's not because i'm ugly. quite the opposite, actually. i don't wanna dazzle the enemy by my beauty." he gestured towards his face.

"anyways, this mirror has a different purpose, yeah?. i place the mirror, ever so delicately, on the shelf, just there." he did as he said, and you locked eyes with him. "i angled this specific one, at 46 degrees. do you know why?"

"no, i don't." what type of questions was he asking you? you let out a sigh. price gave you two challenges. the diamond dealer, and then ghost.

"it's my lucky number- no. because, while you were, daydreaming, like a lovestruck teen, i was out there hopping from different key points, putting up mirrors. no, i'm vain. i like to check myself out before i go to fight. what the fuck do you think?" he then told you to hold your gun up and aim your scope at the mirror, telling you to adjust it.

he proceeded to teach you about how you could use these mirrors to create an effect like a camera obscurer, and how it gave you a bird's eye view of the field.

"just a trick of the light. reflections." he explained to you, knowing the look of amazement in your eyes. "not magic."

you frowned. "well, thanks for ruining that for me."

the sun was quickly setting, and you didn't know how long it would take for you to make contact with the target. you've actually become comfortable with ghost, although he was constantly cursing you for being new. but you believed price when it came to the fact that it's because he's being sarcastic, not because he truly hates you.

"now , what's your name? don't want to have to call you rookie all the time."

"you don't know? i would've guessed price would've told you."

"of course i know," he growled. "i'm being polite. you can't walk up to someone already knowing their name, can you?"

"same could be said for you," you narrowed your eyes. didn't he just say small talk pisses him off?

"well, i'm called ghost. but i ain't that fucking spooky, mate." he chuckled.

you were about to introduce yourself, the way you would as if you had met him in a bar, but something shot past your face, causing your ears to ring.

"holy fuck, what was that?" you looked to see a hole in the wall to the side of you, a bullet lodged in it.

"well, that's obviously a fucking bullet. and neither of us shot anything, so it's an enemy sniper."

you rolled your eyes. "i know that, lieutenant."

"go on, have a look."

you moved over to the window, looking through the scope of your gun. you knew that he was definitely not on the floor, given the fact he was a sniper, so you focused all your attention on the rooftops and high points that he could be shooting from.

"you see anything?"

"not yet. he's hiding fucking good."

another high-pitched noise flew right by.

"well you better hurry up. they almost hit me."

you looked at him in worry, expecting to see him grazed.

"oh, i don't mind. take your time." he sarcastically urged you to continue.

after a few seconds of trying to find the source of the bullets, you heard the next bullet before you barely felt it. it made contact with you, but thankfully, it wasn't deep. you let out a cry, and ghost glanced sideways at you.

"guess i better stop playing around," he lifted his gun up, and he almost immediately found the sniper, letting out two shots, but not before the dealer could hit him in the arm.

"ah, fuck," he said. "fucker really got me. at least, our mission is completed."

"does that shit not hurt for you or something?" you questioned his lack of notice to his wound.

"of course if fucking hurts, rookie. you think i'm actually some type of ghost? can't feel pain?"

"fucking christ, you know what i mean, lieutenant." you frowned.

ghost let his gun fall to the floor, and he began examining you for where you got shot.

"it's bleeding quite a bit. but while you've got, a concerning gash, i would appreciate your help in dealing with mine first. then i, pinkie promise, i will help you, rookie."

"what should i do?" you also stranded your gun, walking over to ghost.

"i just need you to hold the torch. it's too dark for me to see shit out here. now listen, don't get any ideas but i've got to take a few layers off, so, no fucking peeking."

you spun around quickly, but there was an urge inside you to turn around and see what was going on. you heard the rustling of clothes and gear and the light sound of them falling to the floor. you got too curious, and couldn't help yourself.

you angled your head a little bit to at least see what was happening in your peripheral vision, but you got caught.

"do you want a fucking second bullet hole?"

"no thanks," you went back to staring at the wall in front of you, wondering how you got to this point. being shot on your first mission with ghost has got to be something no one has ever done.

"all right, fuck," he breathed out.

you decided that that was your que to turn back around, and you gaped at the big hole in his arm, and not over his built body or

"jesus christ, ghost. you're telling me that shit doesn't hurt?"

"no. this hurts quite a lot, but i'm just not crying like a baby about it." he held his arm in front of him, examining the wound.

he then proceeded to pick up some things from his pile of clothes and gear, holding up a flashlight for you to take.

"here. hold this torch." you took it and turned it on, resisting another impulsive urge to shine the light in ghost's eyes just to see what color they were.

he got a pair of tweezers and began attempting to get the bullet out, with him groaning and making other noises that you would've felt uncomfortable hearing if it wasn't for the fact that it was ghost with a whole piece of metal in his arm.

"shit, can you hold the fucking torch still?" you fixed your grip on the flashlight but couldn't help your shaky hands.

after a while, he finally drops the tweezers and instead switches it for a pocket knife.

"you're not much help," he flips the knife open and uses it only for a little bit, hissing through his teeth.

you can see the bullet, and ghost goes back to the tweezers. he continues the rotation between the two for minutes, and you're starting to think he won't be able to get it out himself here.

"if it don't come out, it don't come out. but i would prefer if i didn't have to macerate my whole fucking arm in the process," he sighed.

a few moments with only his heavy breathing filled the room, before he finally had the bullet in his tweezers.

"fucking finally," it took him a bit for him to calm down his breathing, and after a bit it was almost like he was good as new.

during this whole ordeal, your whole body has been throbbing. given the fact that this was your first time getting shot, though, you're going to consider yourself lucky that a bullet didn't lodge itself into you.

ghost suddenly had tissues in his hand, from who knows where, and began cleaning up around his wound.

"sorry if this isn't the most. . . hygienic field surgery. but soldiers, can't be choosers, can they?" he grabbed a roll of bandages and began wrapping it around his arm tightly. he still was letting out little sounds, trying to get used to the hole in his arm. he began lifting it up and down, and flexing it, and you watched as his veins became more prominent.

"maybe if i just fucking saw him before he shot you, this wouldn't have happened." you didn't know why it took so long for you to even find him, with how quick ghost spotted him and took him down.

"it's not your fault, it's mine. i was acting like a knob. trying to show off, impress you. but, if you fucking tell anyone that i got shot, acting like a twat, you'll be the ghost." you watched as he wiped the blood from his arm, and you shut off the flashlight.

"you didn't have to do anything during this mission to impress me, lieutenant." you shook your head, smiling. "i've heard enough about you to think you're one of the coolest motherfuckers i've met."

he stared at you, and once again, you couldn't tell what was going on with him. was he smirking? was he unamused by your compliment?

"enough kissing up to me, gorgeous," he pointed at your laceration. "a promise is a promise."

you followed his command to hold out your arm.

"look, we're twinsies." he held up his injured arm. "it's cute, right?"

"we're basically best friends now," you responded with a wink.

"what are you fucking on," he sighed. you still had that shit eating grin on your face.

he took the flashlight from you, and held it up, along with his pocket knife.

"it's a clean cut. you're very lucky, mate. but don't get too cocky. there's a bit of debris in there." to your relief, instead of using the knife, he decided to use the tweezers.

you tried ignoring the discomfort of him quite literally digging in your arm.

"price is going to fucking love this," he muttered under his breath.

you being flinching every time the cold tool made contact with you, and ghost was fed up about it.

"hold still. you're fidgeting." you used your other arm to hold the one he was working on still.

finally, after what felt like hours of you sweating, trying to be still, he finally pulled away and wiped the tweezers off, then began to wipe you off.

"they're never gonna leave me alone about this. they're always gonna remind me of that time i got shot with a rookie on a simple mission."

"a new experience, huh?" you bandaged up your arm yourself and the two of you got ready to leave, gearing back up and putting everything away.

"alright, you did, okay. not fucking amazing. you're not gonna win any medals or rewards or prizes. but you did alright, rookie. i'm proud of you."

you flushed at the praise, sheepishly putting your hand behind your neck.

"here. there's one thing you can do from now on, if you want. if you want, you can call me, simon."

"really?" you exclaimed. you're probably one of the only rookies he's allowed call him anything but lieutenant or ghost. you mentally high-fived yourself.

"don't get to excited. c'mon, let's go see the captain before he thinks that we have. . . eloped." he turned his back to you and began making his exit. you were slow to hear what he said, and he stopped, looking back at you.

"fucking c'mon then. jesus christ." he said as you ran after him.

you hoped that you would be able to work with simon a lot more after this.

☆☆.

part 2? when i feel romantical

[nerves-nebula]

OK im still thinking about if sun wukong actually killed macaque. at first i was like... probably not, right? that seems pretty brutal for lego monkie kid and wukong doesn't really seem to act like it, like i don't recall him saying "you're supposed to be dead" when we're introduced to macaque, and idk if he's ever said anything that implies macaque has ever been deceased. So at first I was like. ok he probably didn't kill this guy there's prolly something else going on.

but then in season 4 wukong off-handedly mentions that he sent azure to the underworld himself in like the finale (i dont remember if he brought it up before then) which implies that he did actually kill Azure and that having done so wasn't so important to him that he felt the need to mention it before then. so ok. maybe he's run into macaque since macaque was revived and has already had his "but you're supposed to be dead!" moment. or maybe he's just not easy to catch off guard in that way since he knows people can be brought back from death, i guess.

HOWEVER the EXACT WORDING Wukong uses when talking to Azure is "I put you in the underworld myself, how did you get out?" which is just vague enough that he could mean that he imprisoned Azure there, but didn't like. KILL him. SO THE JURY IS STILL OUT.

an of course there's also this tweet, which seems to imply that wukong DIDN'T kill macaque

but then you gotta think well, if wukong didn't do it then who tf did? *SOMEONE* had to have done *SOMETHING* because Macaque has the scars to prove he was fuckin, bludgeoned to death through the eye. unless we're supposed to believe that Wukong just scarred him and didn't actually kill him (which would be disappointing to me only because i really like the idea of a guy dying by getting a staff shoved through his eye but makes the most sense for a kids show i guess)

or maybe this tweet is only implying that Macaque wasn't actually resurrected by LBD but maybe some other force working for LBD? that would be a bit confusing but it's a possible reading, considering that Azure also isn't entirely sure who resurrected him. seems unlikely tho since LBD corroborated this part of the story herself, though I guess she could just be playing along with whoever it was that actually raised Macaque.

anyway i don't have a conclusion here other than "probably didn't kill macaque, probably just wounded him" but i did want to mention that while using google to try to find the tweet above this happened

so i guess I'm googles fucking. preeminent Did Lego SWK kill Lego Macaque scholar out there. fantastic. EXCEPT. WHEN YOU CLICK ON THIS LINK? IT'S NOT ACTUALLY QUOTING MY POST. IT'S QUOTING A REPLY SOMEONE MADE TO MY POST. I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW OR WHY GOOGLE WOULD DO THIS? WHAT IS THE AI BEHIND THE SCREENS UP TO THAT IT'S SCOURING THE REPLIES OF A TUMBLR POST AFJSDILFMDSGKASMGD

oh but also when i added "tweet" a the end to try to find the sceenshot in images, this happened.

also the post referenced there is good. i like it. it does less rambling and wishy washy ranting than mine and we basically came to the same conclusions, except they have better photos to prove it sfdfdsf. idk when google started pulling tumblr blogs as sources but i guess we're the only ones talking about damn show.

anyway thank you for coming to my post where i overthink stuff and screenshot google results instead of doing my work

[rambleonwaywardson]

First line analysis

Rules: post the first lines of up to 10 of your last fics/chapters posted on AO3 or your WIPs and try to draw some conclusions.

Thank you @alienoresimagines and @avonne-writes for the tag. Sorry it took me a hot minute to do it, but I spent two days straight writing the next part of the Olympics AU 😭

Sous Le Ciel de Paris - "Pour Toujours" (comings soon!!) "Believe it or not, John knows he fucked up."

Sous Le Ciel de Paris - "Event Finals Part 2" "Quiet. Something an Olympic stadium should never be unless the lights are out, the arena closed, the athletes gone, no one but security to roam its empty seats."

Sous Le Ciel de Paris - "Event Finals Part 1" "The first day of individual event finals, Bucky is alone."

Sous Le Ciel de Paris - "Opening Ceremonies" "'We really shouldn't be here,' Croz laughs as they crowd against the railing of the boat, athletes pressed together on all sides.

To the Moon and Back - Chapter 14 "We're all made of stardust, Gale likes to say."

To the Moon and Back - Chapter 13 "It might have been better if Bucky didn't dream."

To the Moon and Back - Chapter 12 "In one year, the earth circles the sun exactly one time at approximately 67,000 miles per hour."

I'll Keep You Warm (older one shot but I love it) "Sometimes it's the quietest nights that end up bearing the most pain"

Lonely Traveler (also older but I love how I wrote it) "War messes with your mind in a way that a civilian will never fully understand."

I definitely feel like when it comes to To the Moon and Back, as well as some of my one shots, I really like to start with something deep/philosophical that introduces the feeling/mindset of the characters. I don't do that so much with Sous le Ciel de Paris, since it's meant to be more fun (but I still do it!). In that case, I often start with whatever is happening in the life of the character I'm opening with, which most often ends up being John. Looking through older chapters of both AUs, these trends continue. My third most common opener is, of course, dialogue, since that gives a good idea of where a scene is starting.

Since I'm so late to actually doing this, not sure who has been tagged! But I'll tag @onyxsboxes @swifty-fox if you haven't already done it.

[ladyteldra]

Any Way the River Flows

Alternatively: Help! I've Turned the Scum Villain into a Woman!

Shen Yuan survived the attempt on his life from the expired yogurt with divine intervention called his little sister. She was even kind enough not to make fun of his obsession with PIDW and introduce him to fandom while he recovered.

He does not survive the encounter with Truck-kun.

'System! System, what the fuck?!’ [User was assigned the most suitable host!]

In which Shen Yuan is trans and just as prone to overthinking as ever. There is truly no greater champion at 5D chess, especially against himself.

Preview:

Shen Yuan adjusts his mask as he steps off the bus, fitting it more firmly over his nose. It was a pleasant, if chilly, day and the warmth of his breath quickly steams up his glasses if he’s not careful. The sun was out after several days of cloud cover, leaving crisp blue skies he knew won’t last long, the weather report called for rain in the next few days. 

There was worse weather to have to go out in.

He was returning home from a visit to his doctor. Finally recovering from a severe bout of food poisoning that had laid him out months ago. Too many long nights followed by putting off shopping until the last minute, and then getting distracted by a notification in his email.

Anger wars with shame as he remembers that forsaken ending and the resulting situation. 

Deep breath in, out. 

His doctors have been stressing the need to avoid getting worked up over small things. His sister would never let him live it down if he had another health crisis over that damn novel. 

The only thing worse than how the novel ended was knowing his sister was the one to find him on the floor. Unconscious and apparently dying after ingesting expired yogurt of all things. If she hadn’t decided to check on him that day… if she had waited another week for their planned outing… He doesn’t like to think about what the scene would have been. 

Shen Yuan will always be thankful for her intervention, but would have thought that she was too busy calling emergency services and the family to make note of his computer screen. He apparently wasn’t that lucky.

After berating him for his poor habits - his lack of food in the apartment, missing family dinners, not calling - she brought up exactly what web page happened to be in full view. 

Proud Immortal Demon Way. Popular YY Stallion Novel. Incredibly long. Frequently updated. Absolute trash. The brand new final chapter that was only just released for the paid subscribers.

And the freshly posted comment by one Peerless Cucumber.

She was kind enough to lock his computer and turn off the monitor before the ambulance arrived.

Meimei had read the novel too. Well, at least part of it. 

She had bailed shortly after the resolution of the Abyss plot line. When it moved into less cohesive storyline and plot territory and more into excuse for papapa scene territory.

That’s not to say she dropped the novel and left it all behind, never to think of it again.

No. 

She was kind enough to introduce him to all the amazing sites where dissatisfied fans had taken on the task of exploring the story more thoroughly.

She introduced him to fanfiction. Condescendingly telling him he’d have nothing better to do during his time in the hospital bed. She was right. 

Shen Yuan had, of course, known of fanfiction before. You can’t exist on the internet without having at least heard of it and he’s been to multiple conventions. Fan content is a cornerstone for many of them. He’d spent a good amount of money on unofficial merch.

He just hadn’t seen the point of exploring it before the absolute bomb of a conclusion. These were offshoots of the original, how different could it be?

The answer is very. 

Despite familiar themes and characters, it was like a whole new world.

Every complaint he had as a reader, ones he felt were being shouted into the void, were obviously things that bothered others as well. Dropped plot points were explored in depth. Interesting wives that felt forgotten were given personality and purpose. Innumerable objects of ancient power were given history and context. 

So many delved into the possible political landscapes surrounding the world, how they evolved to where they were the protagonist tore through. Focused on the numerous background characters and villains and gave them motivations and lives that were less one dimensional. Gave those supporting them their own reasons in a world that didn’t just revolve around the protagonist.

Admittedly, his favorites were still ones focused on Lou Binghe. But they gave him more meaning than a revenge driven papapa machine. 

There’s nothing like distance to gain perspective. The entire experience has felt like a gold mine in comparison to the original trash.

The community has been extremely welcoming too.

An unfortunate number of people he interacted with recognize his handle, one he really should have considered changing between platforms in retrospect. It’s one thing when it’s mostly anonymous criticism of terrible stallion novels, quite another when people he’s starting to respect are using it. He should have left it behind in middle school where it belonged, but he’d gotten used to it and so had others. It was branding. And at least not as blatant as Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky’s own dick pun. 

The fan authors on the sites are always surprised at Peerless Cucumber’s lack of vitriol when commenting on works, pleasantly so in most cases. He’s been quick to point out that he’s not paying them for their content, so he can’t judge it as if he was and most of them far outstrip the original work in every way already. And those he actually hates? He can just not interact entirely.

He’s also joined a few forums and chat rooms dedicated to the more factual side. Ones focused on helping each other find the obscure pieces of information in the behemoth of original text or getting feedback on their interpretation of passages. Trying to find lost threads that tie together hundreds of chapters apart. 

He’s starting to make a different name for himself there. One not tied to biting critique and scathing reviews, but someone to rely on for quick and accurate information on the beasts from text. He’s being tagged more and more often in posts looking for quick answers on traits and names of obscure beasts that might appear in different locations in the novel. He’s even updated the wiki.

It’s fun. 

He feels like it’s been good for him. A new way to enjoy the world of Proud Immortal Demon Way without all the stress and rage that came with reading the original every time he realized another plot point was being ignored. 

He’s even regularly talking to several others on a regular basis. In a few months, he’ll even be willing to tentatively call them friends. 

Shen Yuan might have, might have, also begun compiling all his answers into a single document for easy access. He may have also started expanding on that information with links between other creatures and what they might be based on. Some blurbs of what could be first hand accounts in the style of journal entries. 

If you want it, write it yourself. Be the change you want to see in the world and all that. The reception of the few entries he’d shared had been positive. Enough to make him want to keep going

There might also be a slowly growing assortment of artistic interpretations of what those creatures would look like.

Meimei is the only one that’s seen the drawings and she’s given her seal of approval. He’s not drawn since his burnout from school. It was good to know he hadn’t lost all his hard won skill. His mother can never be allowed to know. She’d been giving him sad eyes to pick up drawing back up for years. If she knew that all it took was a shitty novel…

He very carefully doesn’t think about the also growing assortment of figure studies as he’s reread the beginning text.

Well, she’d probably just be happy it happened at all.

Shen Yuan stops before the next crosswalk, red. He rubs some circulation back into hands before pulling out his phone to check his emails. He can’t get too engrossed, everyone else is on the other side of the street for once, so he can’t use people moving around him as a prompt. But he can at least check to see if he’s been tagged in anything recently. It’s good to start formulating a response ahead of time if he can, or at least know how much is waiting for him.

If he’s lucky, there might even be some updates to look forward to when he gets home. He follows more than a few that use his contributions.

His email hasn’t even finished loading when the screech of tires causes him to look up in alarm. 

It’s a truck.

Swerving towards him. 

‘I’m not even on the crosswalk, yet.” 

Read more here.

[gay-flyboys]

First Line Analysis

Okay, @read-and-write- tagged me in this while at work, but this is so fun.

RULES: post the first lines of your last 10 fics/chapters posted on AO3 (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics) and try to draw some conclusions.

I went with only fics, not chapters, because otherwise it would be wholly dominated by two fics and that's not fun. Though I am curious what it would look like if I broke it down by chapter.

(This is maybe the widest variety of fandoms that could have happened, so I've labeled for ease of... something)

(Life In Full Bloom) (RWRB) "It’s 2024, and one person knows they’re engaged—a tattoo artist who spent the better part of two hours signing NDAs and etching delicate ink into the fragile skin of Henry and Alex’s hands, right where newly minted gold rings would sit."

(Hair Twined With Flowers) (RWRB) "Mud, fun fact, was a remarkably slippery substance after the first rain of the practice season."

(Tornt) (Fantasy High/Garfield) "Honestly, he doesn’t even know how he ended up in this situation."

(True Colors Shine In Darkness and in Secrecy) (RWRB) "10:54 PM, his phone says."

(Oxidation) (RWRB) "It’s in times such as these that Alex is catapulted back to his junior year of high school, studying Hamlet in his early morning English class."

(Still Singin' Here Above the Ground) (RWRB) "As long as Henry can remember back, he’s always been a watcher."

(His Greatest Fears and Wringing Hands (The Loudest Silence)) (Spiderman: ATSV) "'No. No, no no nono, Peter-'” Miguel’s voice can’t reach far enough."

(Across the Rubicon) (JATP) "When Bobby was asked by his teachers about his plans for the summer after graduating high school, he had bragged about the summer tour that Sunset Curve had managed to make happen."

(Sun Bleach) (The Hunger Games) "Despite his reputation and the several drinks he’s downed by lunch, Haymitch would say that he’s a rather perceptive guy."

(The Devil Took Your Breath Away) (Top Gun (Movies)) "The first thing he hears is from the mouth of his soon-to-be best friend."

Analysis!

Only two of these begin with dialogue. This is a thing I think I'm aware of, but not something I consciously think of as something I do.

Similarly, only one of these is less than 10 words. I be yapping. Love me some commas and dashes.

I apparently only write from the POV of masc characters (not surprising, I almost only write MM fics), and it's hit or miss if I tell you who is speaking immediately.

One of these was mostly written by one of my beta readers (i think i edited it a little) and to ME it sticks out, but I'm curious if anyone else can find it.

I feel like, despite my best efforts to encompass the fic in one sentence, I end up being really fucking cryptic all the time.

No Pressure Tags!

@littlemisskittentoes @inexplicablymine @happiness-of-the-pursuit @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable

@anincompletelist @msmarvelouswinchester @songliili @affectionatelyrs @rockyroadkylers

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Did you make it this far? Sick. Have the first few lines from current Wips. No, i won't say what they're from

"Despite being surrounded by nearly his entire family, Henry has never felt so alone."

"The settee really isn’t made for two people to lounge on, and yet, Alex and Henry manage."

"As Alex turns off the shower, he realizes just how little the fan in his hotel room is doing to prevent condensation from building up."

[faceofpoe]

Can feel the Andor obsession trying to creep in again...

Just found 3k words of the most over-the-top indulgent Melshi-centric Andor fic I never posted because it never got a proper ending as I diverged to a different setup for the era/their reunion that became Clarity of Purpose.

Am I thinking about slapping the most half-assed ending on it and posting it? Yes, yes I am.

An excerpt in the meantime, while I contemplate a half-assed ending, and a title:

The thing about walking straight into Imperial arms is that they weren’t actually given any information about their target. Except the mission leader, a no-nonsense, battled-scarred and hardened Mirialan agent who was entrusted with the technical aspects of the extraction and actually knew the individual in question – and knew her duty, if she found herself in a situation where her knowledge risked falling into the wrong hands.

Melshi couldn’t quite decide if he was glad for it, that his relative ignorance did not merit special issue of one of Rebel Intelligence’s innocuous little pills.

The rest of them, instead, got special training on the extra supply crate tucked into the back of the hold that he’d taken to mentally referring to as the Well that’s us fucked then cargo, to be triggered if the extraction promised to go fully sideways and their choices were spectacular death by means of blowing a hole in the cruiser’s shuttle hangar, or ignominious death by means of torture and probably being jettisoned out an airlock.

He’d done his time with his own sort of torture and suffocation at the hands of the Empire, he’d take the fireball. And hopefully take a few of the bastards with him.

He wasn’t reckless; he had no death wish. But he was the first to stand up and volunteer, once Draven had finished outlining the mission and introduced Lieutenant Risuli. Because when he considered the scales of cosmic justice, so woefully imbalanced as they were – when he considered five thousand of them hurling themselves into the water, giddy with the taste of freedom, the wind in their hair, the sun on their faces – well.

The only conclusion that kept him sane, it sometimes felt, was that he was meant for another fight. Somewhere, some day.

He just had to find it.

[laufire]

STACKED100 - MAY POST

what is stacked100?

It’s something I thought up, inspired in part by “stackednatural”, but mostly by myself doing this with The Vampire Diaries this last year (see my #stackediaries tag). The gist of it is that you watch each episode of the show on the anniversary of their airing date. It “officially” started in October (with only two episodes) and it would end in September 2024. You can see the full schedule here.

what are we supposed to do with this

Whatever the hell you want lmao. Tag whatever post you make #stacked100 and go for it! Gifsets, live blogging, discussions… engage with other people as much or as little as you want. Watch some episodes and not others, for any reason. I’m doing this to have some fun with this VERY polarizing show, seeing how my perspective might be changed with hindsight + this specific way of watching it, and a bit because I miss my little corner of this messy as fuck fandom. But this is something you can do in whichever manner works for you, mate.

episodes to watch this month

under the cut as it gets long (this is the busiest month ^^U).

May 1st. Season 5 episode 2, “Red Queen”. Octavia is forced to take guidance from an unlikely ally when the future of the bunker and all those inside it is jeopardized.

May 3rd. Season 4 episode 10, “Die All, Die Merrily”. Octavia fights in the final battle for survival, but not everyone is willing to play fair.

May 5th. Season 3 episode 14, “Red Sky at Morning”. Clarke, Bellamy, Octavia and Jasper hit a tragic roadblock. Meanwhile, Raven and Monty make an important discovery.

May 7th.

Season 1 episode 8, “Day Trip”. Shumway secretly orders one of the 100 to kill Bellamy. Meanwhile, hallucinogenic nuts provide Octavia with an opportunity to help the Grounder escape the camp, and Bellamy and Clarke investigate a nearby underground depot, where they find military weapons..

Season 6 episode 2, “Red Sun Rising”. The team on the ground fights to survive the threat they face on the new planet. Meanwhile, Raven must join forces with an unlikely ally to save everyone on board the Mothership.

May 8th. Season 5 episode 3, “Sleeping Giants”. Bellamy leads the charge investigating a potential way home. Meanwhile, Clarke and Madi deal with the new, uncertain threat to their home.

May 10th. Season 4 episode 11, “The Other Side”. Clarke faces the consequences of her fateful choice.

May 12th. Season 3 episode 15, “Perverse Instantiation: Part One”. Clarke finds hope in a place she never expected. Alie's master plan begins to coalesce.

May 14th.

Season 1 episode 9, “Unity Day”. Finn arranges a meeting with Clarke and the leader of the Grounders in order to bring peace, however a sceptical Clarke warns Bellamy, who along with Jasper and Raven follow them to the meeting with weapons. On the Ark, Diana takes over the exodus ship.

Season 6 episode 3, “The Children of Gabriel”. Clarke tries to win over the leaders of Sanctum in order to let her people stay. Meanwhile, Bellamy, Octavia, and Echo discover a new threat while on a mission to retrieve the transport ship.

May 15th. Season 5 episode 4, “Pandora's Box”. Our heroes are forced to rely on the help of Shallow Valley's dangerous new inhabitants in order to save some of their own, with surprising results.

May 17th. Season 4 episode 12, “The Chosen”. Jaha and Kane disagree over how to handle their grim reality. Meanwhile, Clarke leads a group to save a friend.

May 19th. Season 3 episode 16, “Perverse Instantiation: Part Two”. In the second half of the two-part season finale, everyone prepares for a final showdown as they begin to face the reality of their tragic situation in the epic and mind-bending conclusion.

May 20th. Season 7 episode 1, “From the Ashes”. Clarke and her friends attempt to rebuild Sanctum as a new threat rises in the woods.

May 21st.

Season 1 episode 10, “I Am Become Death”. Murphy returns to the camp carrying a horrific virus created by the Grounders to weaken the camp. After learning the Grounders plan to attack the next day, Bellamy, Finn and Raven come up with a plan to delay them.

Season 6 episode 4, “The Face Behind the Glass”. As Clarke and the others try to integrate themselves into the Sanctum, Octavia and Diyoza fight for their lives against an opposing faction of survivors.

May 22nd. Season 5 episode 5, “Shifting Sands”. Octavia leads her people towards Shadow Valley against the advice of Clarke and Bellamy; Kane and Abby adjust to a new set of challenges.

May 24th. Season 4 episode 13, “Praimfaya”. It's a race against the end of the world as Praimfaya arrives forcing our heroes to make impossible decisions to ensure their survival.

May 27th. Season 7 episode 2, “The Garden”. Echo and Gabriel learn more about Hope and her mysterious past.

May 28th.

Season 1 episode 11, “The Calm”. Clarke and Finn are captured by Anya, who forces them to save the life of a victim of the explosion. Meanwhile, Raven deals with her split from Finn, and Kane fights to save the Ark and it's survivors.

Season 6 episode 5, “The Gospel of Josephine”. Jordan investigates Sanctum. Meanwhile, Octavia and Diyoza discover the threats of the new planet firsthand. Lastly, Bellamy and Clarke butt heads.

[elvhenmage]

i finally finished bg3 for the first time and am now wondering what your thoughts are on the ending/epilogue.

i kind of got lucky because i romanced gale (which gave him and my tav exactly the ending i was hoping for) and my tav's best friends were wyll and karlach so their joint epilogue ending was cool as well. but beyond that, i feel a little empty :( i could say lae'zel also kind of got closure for me, but astarion just had to run off screaming because the sun hurts him now and the others didn't even say anything. the moment before you head out for battle where all your allies say one last thing about you honestly felt more emotional to me than the moment you last see your companions.

i think a little celebration at the end where you could talk to the characters one last time would be cool but i wish we at least got DAI-style narration over pictures, just to know how everyone is doing (and i feel like that wouldn't be too hard to make?). it's like i got ripped out of the story at its storm-like climax and not at the "clouds parted, sun out: we get to finally go to sleep without worries" ending i'm used to in pretty much all media. idk if it's just me though.

NO IT IS NOT JUST YOU…. man i had so much to say abt this when i first beat the game but apparently i put it NOWHERE except into my best friend’s brain. so lemme see what i can say.

i also got the karlach and wyll in avernus ending and i rly liked it, that felt like a solid ending. nicely wrapped up their quest lines. but that was rly it?? nothing happened with shadowheart, the only thing i remember is her commenting that we’d be seen as heroes in baldur’s gate if we stayed. i had to convince lae’zel not to run off on me because i didn’t free orpheus, and i was mostly satisfied with that bc it seems like it opened her up to truly find her own path in life. i fucked up gale’s bc i didn’t really process the mystra deal so i told him to leave that damn crown in the water, and he kinda went “i guess that’s for the best” and that was like, the end of it.

so chronologically i ‘finished’ gale, lae’zel, and shadowheart, and then i got the astarion scene where he runs off because of the sun before karlach and wyll’s final scene. my literal love interest was in so much sudden pain that he had to flee the scene, and i didn’t get a single dialogue option to respond with? nothing but one companion making a smart mouthed and/or indifferent comment? and i couldn’t go after him bc that was immediately followed up by karlach’s final scene (which only had wyll and halsin present, for some reason). yeah you could say i was unhappy LMAO and that’s not even to mention his actual epilogue which - spoilers - is maybe two minutes of dialogue in an unknown location that doesn’t even discuss his hasty exit and feels barely more than a chat between friends. and now even THAT’S bugged 😭

anyway i think you’re so so right, i absolutely think we needed a final companion get together like in dai. they literally in the end dialogues talk about going to a tavern or something and i think had we gotten that instead of the disjointed scene on the shoreline it could’ve felt more conclusive and satisfying, bc it did feel very abrupt overall

also i think there was actually meant to be epilogue slides at some point? that could be a rumor though idk but that would’ve been nice too bc as it stands the only companions that i have any knowledge about post-game are astarion, wyll, and karlach. three out of nine people i had recruited. it’s weird! it’s disappointing! i came out of my first time beating the game mostly underwhelmed because act three felt so messy to get through and there wasn’t much of a payoff. i definitely see why so many people don’t finish act three…

anyway i’m typing all this in a car rn so i hope it makes sense but tldr you are not alone!! the ending/epilogue was largely unsatisfying for me as well 😔

[valstarsandgalaxies]

First line analysis

Rules: post the first lines of up to 10 of your last fics/chapters posted on AO3 or your WIPs and try to draw some conclusions.

Thank you so much @ranger-elizabeth for the tag!! This seems like quite an interesting thing, so let's try this and we'll see what we'll find out lol :)

(let's probably start from the newest to the oldest)

Guardian angel

John feels useless. And lonely. He just fucks up everything that comes to his hands.

Red water

John doesn't think he deserves anything good. And Buck is more than good.

Lover, you should've come over

‘I can't tell him the truth. I can't tell him how i feel. It'd ruin everything and it wouldn't even matter at the end.’ Gale thinks to himself.

Breathe, baby

He can't breathe. He's trying to catch his breath, unsuccessful.

Messy hair

They're eating breakfast alone in the cafeteria.

Constellations

They were here. Living this moment. They still had time, but John was afraid it'll be the last one.

I know it's over and it never really began

It's over. The war is finally over and they're alive. They're both alive.

Black hole that fell in love with the Sun

Chapter 1: John doesn't feel good. He hadn't felt good ever since Buck went down. And ever since he got into the stalag.

Chapter 2: He's in the barrack again and he hasn't really spoken to anyone in days.

Once more to see you

When he got into that red telephone box in London, he didn't expect it to change his life completely.

Okay, so what i learned is that john's feeling feels in my fics. No, but i think i just subconsciously transfer all my problems on John (john kinnie problem) and i also love writing angst. I honestly don't know if there's any pattern. I kind of struggle with the first lines, I'm not sure how to start somehow originally and then get to the point.

A thing i know i do a lot is the"we're alive, we made it, the war is behind us and now we're here and we're breathing." Yeah, i tend to write that a lot. Kind of gives more tension when you do flashbacks, which i do a lot too. Which i think might mean that I don't know if i wanna write pre-war or post-war or war lol.

Now I'm just talking nonsense. Thank you so much for the tag again and if you wanna check out the fics, here's my masterlist where you find all the important things and links ;)

[the-inglorious-king-of-dunces]

13th post, I'm changing it to actual numbers now because I couldn't possibly be fucked to type them out anymore

So, as of yesterday, it has marked the first official time my DND group has legitimately reached level 20, yay!!! and we may actually be able to complete this campaign, which will make it the first one we reach the end of too, so double yay!!!!!!

also, this is the first time I have talked about DND on this blog, so for information, me and my Xbox friends play DND on the weekends, and the current campaign is a JoJo's Bizarre Adventure based campaign, and it has been hella fun, and I'm so happy that the bunch of us have come this far with the campaign, and I genuinely can't wait until this campaign comes to an epic conclusion, because it's a story that all of us have loved so far.

Oh, also, Saturday's session was supposed to be a calm and relaxing session where we went fishing, then it turned into us fighting a giant squid and then a high fish monster, and then everyone's characters got high as well afterwards... god, I love my DND group, lol

anyway, that's all for today, have a great one, drink some water, get some sun, and eat some good food, or some new food, try something new! Love and laughter always, and be greater together!

[funnefatale]

wanted to make a post ranting about how much tlat fucked over val but it's so bad that it isn't worth the brain power it would take to write an essay so here's a list of bullshit. tlat spoilers obviously

this movie just unnecessarily made val into a slutty bisexual who has commitment issues? like, why was she like "an orgy sounds great" while thorjane (the straights) were like ew

the way they reduced her to the token black friend who is there purely to support the white mains??? like that was the vibe I got from the trailer but this was somehow worse??? she got virtually nothing???

why are the asgardians respecting thor more than val when she's their king and the one whose been taking care of them while thor's been fucking around having his fifteenth midlife crisis???

tessa said that there was a version of the script where her whole storyline was just about finding a queen and she had to step in because it was dehumanizing and the focus on val needed to be about her being a person who happened to be queer... but where was this person? we got some grrl power king status scenes and a couple of blink and you'll miss them lines about the valkyrior and that's it

how did we not get a single flashback about the valkyrior even though we know an extra was cast a valkyrie

she got nerf'd and kicked out of the final battle and was absent for like most of the last 30 minutes

some kids got more of a hero moment in the final battle than val did

pretty sure she actually had more screen time in ragnarok than in tlat

she had literally no character development or plot. she is literally just a body there to fight

no fr there's this whole ass scene where she's basically a body for korg?? it was very strange and didn't serve a purpose but she had to do it while because I guess thorjane are too important to do it

thor says that zeus was his childhood hero when it was previously val, and like yeah you can have more than one hero but come on

we are three movies deep, why doesn't val have a first name??? tessa implied she would get a name and then she just didn't????

val doesn't get to talk about her beloved herself - it's just korg babbling at her about her commitment issues and mentions an ex girlfriend

val lowkey compares jane to her sisters but their entire friendship is basically offscreen

there's this bit where korg says thor doesn't discriminate who he loves and it cuts to a montage of thor with a bunch of white women and idk that feels like an attack on the idea of a black woman being his love interest

also this isn't about val but thor's characterization was just so fucking awful this entire movie like holy shit who the fuck was that man baby because that was not the person at the end of ragnarok or even iw/endgame. like, what the fuck did taika do to my man??? but that may need to be its own post

in conclusion this movie sucks ass. is it queerbaiting? no, val is explicitly queer (and korg but who cares about that pile of rocks), but it's not a good movie and just a horrible movie for val in particular. if you're a qpoc or a woc who was excited to see val finally get her moment in the sun then don't even bother

[knowlesian]

gdi, apparently i still have more to say about muppets. i got that good brainrot, team.

i already covered how izzy spends the series in a skinner box from hell dedicated to finding out what happens when you take a character from black sails and drop them into muppet treasure island without warning, so i’ll just link it here and move along to our second pillar in this cursed metaphor i refuse to stop torturing: jim.

i have a longer and more emotional post in the offing about jim and why they’re our tim curry here (aka, a human so capable of becoming one with the rules of the canon and attaining muppetdom you go “hell yeah. what a muppet that is. i am seeing a muppet here, everybody, def not a human actor chewing the scenery to absolute shreds”) but the long and short of it for now is that the day jim met olu, they were offered a gateway into muppetdom. and because jim is lowkey the best character on a show where everybody on-screen at any given second is my favorite character in the entirety of all media, ever, they jumped at the chance.

i realized this morning there’s a third pillar holding this framework up, and it’s our boy ed. ed, who is izzy’s shadow twin: a muppet born into a gritty pirate drama. the narrative uses everybody who has ever met him to tell us over and over that blackbeard is singular. he’s known for being absolutely insane within his own context, pulling off plans that shouldn’t work and saying things like “if you get stabbed on the correct side, nothing bad will ever happen. livers, how do they even fucking work????” and apparently being right because he’s just fine the next day. 

that’s some muppet shit if i have ever heard it. 

which brings me to the part that’s actually pretty heart-warming. ofmd operating on muppet movie logic answers why sometimes stabbings require tender gazes and brow mopping and then sometimes you can go on a nature walk the next day and why getting in a dinghy and just starting to row can get you anywhere safely in approximately five seconds flat and there’s no risk of dying of sun exposure or thirst and starvation, sure, and it ten zillion percent enhances the absurd comedy, but i think there’s something deeper and more poignant at play here.

to be a muppet is to embrace the shit that makes you weird and different. it’s to be loud and joyful and part of a circus of the same glorious clowns, getting along together and appreciating those quirks instead of condemning them. what’s cringe? what’s shame? a muppet doesn’t fucking know, they’re too busy loving what they love unabashedly and authentically and finding a community of like-minded weirdos who do the same. (and since i can hear the 'well, actually's now: statler and waldorf always poking fun is part of it too! they are In On The Joke. doing the dozens is a valid form of love as long as everybody feels safe and supported and is okay with it, it’s only when teasing becomes a passive aggressive way of releasing issues you refuse to address openly that it Gets Weird.) 

honestly, much like piracy functions as a textual haven for queer characters as well as a metatextual metaphor about how simply existing as a member of the lgbtqia+ community is seen as a transgressive act, the muppet metaphor works as a commentary on finding your joy when you are a part of the aforementioned alphabet soup.

(this is also why i honestly have some hope for izzy; if any show was going to give that wholeass wreck of a lone human amidst a newfound sea of felt a road to muppetdom and thus happiness, it would be this silly and tender love letter to those of us who really, really needed some joy right now.)

anyway, in conclusion: 

ID: very dumb meme my very kind friend nicole made that reads “it’s about the muppets.” End ID