#yeah.. having fun brain full of lesbians

[biblically-accurate-frog]

finally finished reading "a day of fallen night". absolutely loved it and it’s use of this high fantasy world to explore different views on motherhood without favouring any of them

started watching witch from mercury and revolutionary girl utena

experiencing yuri induced mental illness

[morningmask27]

Tonight, right now, not even ten minutes ago, might have been the closest I got to an outright hatecrime

[aro-aizawa]

seemingly the only way i can ever get into any new thing is if i spontaneously decide to watch/read it

[jupiter-va]

Identity crisis

So, I'm giggling as I type this right now because I feel a little bit stupid!!

So, for the last few weeks, I've been like...having a crisis about my queerness, and it was consuming my brain. Due to some recent realizations, which I won't go into detail on, I realized that I am in fact, NOT bisexual. It threw me into a spiral and I could not function properly. I thought I had all this BS figured out in high school but uh...apparently not. Comphet is a wild beast of an obstacle that I didn't even realize I was struggling with. I won't go into all of the details, but I try to share what I can and what I feel comfy with sharing, and this is something I contemplated making a post about for a bit. After a ton of thinking, I'm very much lesbian. I think I just pushed the notion away for a long time for the sake of potentially having a future where I would be accepted by everyone that is currently in my life, but it's just not realistic of me to live like that. I have a bad habit of doing things for other's that are detrimental to me, and uh, I'm workin on it.

It won't affect my content. I'll still do things for all genders because

I don't wanna switch it up randomly and

These audios aren't really for me to attract anyone personally. It's for the enjoyment of people in general and I have fun making all of my audios, regardless of who they are for. If a good plotline comes to mind, I'm gonna do it.

Anyway. Yeah. Sorry for the random disappearance, I was truly letting this consume my entire brain and I couldn't confidently get in front of my mic and make content with how distracted I was. I promise I will be back on schedule for everything, I have like 2 full audios that I need to edit and post and I'm working on commissions as well.

TL;DR: I beat comphet. I'm lesbian lol💕

[yours-etc]

wiggly worm wednesday 🪱

shout out to @someforeignband for encouraging this brain worm madness

(don’t know if i’ve posted anything from this yet so if i have pretend like it’s the first time you’re seeing it 🫶)

here’s a moment from my Twister / Storm Chaser AU

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Robin was full of questions when he got home. Steve debriefs the whole interview, conversation, whatever it was.

“Eddie sounds hot,” she says halfway through, “and that's coming from me, a capital L Lesbian, I don’t know how you survived.”

Neither does Steve, to be honest. He’s known he’s gay since Nancy broke up with his senior year. Being with girls in a more intimate way just seemed like a chore to him, Steve just thought that’s how everyone felt. That was until Nacy screamed in his face about how obvious it was he never enjoyed being with her like that, how he needed to get checked out medically because any guy would ruin his own pants just to feel her up behind the bleachers. And yeah, so maybe Steve never really understood why his friends were so obsessed with their girlfriends until he and Tommy drunkenly made out on graduation night and Steve saw stars when Tommy started making breathy sounds and grabbing Steve in ways that made him feel light as a feather and heavy as a brick at the same time. And, yeah, they never spoke about it again.

“Yeah well, I’m not trying to get into something right now Robs, especially not with my much older new boss.”

Robin lets out an exasperated sigh, “Steve you are no fun! Just because you don’t want to buy does not mean you cannot window shop. A daily dose of eye candy is good for the soul.”

So Steve has a small, tiny, minuscule crush that's not even a crush on Eddie. He’s attractive and he clearly knows it. Steve is sure everyone in this town has Eddie on their hall pass list.

What didn’t help this budding crush that's not a crush was Eddie showing up on his doorstep at one in the morning about a week later.

“Hiya Steve, time to go, A big storm forming a few hours away, If we speed we can make it in time before any rotation starts,” He says quickly, letting himself into the apartment.

He was in a cut-up Dio shirt that stopped just below his belly button and showed off his muscular arms. His worn jeans sat on his hips perfectly creating a perfect peek-a-boo for Eddie’s happy trail. And oh and Eddie now had thick and heavy rings on that made his hands look so much… more. Steve had to take a deep breath and force his eyes to stay up.

This is just embarrassing he thought to himself You’re not fucking thirteen Steve get it together.

Eddie’s eyes rake over him darkly. Steve looks down at himself suddenly very aware of only being in a pair of boxers and he turns around without a word and goes to his room to change. When he reappears he sees Eddie standing in the middle of the living room looking around like he’s afraid to break anything.

“So how’d you know which apartment was mine?” Steve asks.

The older man turns to look at Steve, now properly dressed “Steve, it’s not too many people moving in, just had to ask the night shift front desk what room ‘the new kids’ lived in,” he says with a sly smile, “and I happen to know Tracy personally so it wasn’t difficult to get her to give up the information that she definitely definitely should not just be handing out.”

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I want to see everyone’s worms!! YES EVEN YOURS! if you see this you’re tagged 🫵

[deconstructthesoup]

First thoughts on a Fantasy High Dead Boy Detectives AU:

Ayda is in Edwin's role as the brains of the agency and the ghost from 1916 who escaped Hell. Her father was wealthy enough that she was able to go to a private all-girl's boarding school, but as the only Black girl at the school---who was also visibly queer and neurodivergent to boot---she was treated as an outcast, right up until she got sacrificed in a prank gone wrong. Now that she's escaped, Ayda uses the skills she's picked up and her love of mysteries to help out her fellow ghosts, though she's... not exactly the best at processing her feelings. Especially when those feelings involve her partner in solving crime.

Fig is in Charles's role, because there's no better fit for our lovely, heart-on-her-sleeve punk than the lovely, heart-on-his-sleeve punk---and let's be real, Fig is the most 80's Bad Kid. She attended the same boarding school as Ayda (just, y'know, seventy decades in the future), and while she fell in with the popular girls easily, it didn't take long for them to turn on her once she stood up for someone they were bullying... and, well, that led to her death. While Fig acts carefree and wisecracking, she carries a lot of guilt with her over the fact that she'd written off her family once she found out that Gilear wasn't her real dad, and not only did she never get to reconnect with them, but the experience was jarring enough that she made a lot of bad decisions, which led to equally bad relationships.

Adaine is in Crystal's role as our favorite psychic that is full of rage and anxiety. Her "David" is Penelope, who posed as a cool, older girl who gave Adaine the attention that she was lacking at home---and eventually became her first girlfriend, though that relationship was... not great. Now without a lot of her memories, Adaine's stuck with the Dead Girl Detectives, much to Fig's delight---and Ayda's, eventually. She gets over her jealousy way quicker than Edwin did. While Adaine wasn't a "make someone walk into traffic" kind of person pre-amnesia, she did carry over a lot of bitterness that curdled into something worse when she got swept up into the popular crowd, so... yeah, Fig and Ayda are kind of a blessing for her.

Figuring out the Niko equivalent was a bit harder, but I eventually settled on making her Lucy. She kind of fits the bill of someone who has a lot of sadness but is still unflinchingly kind, and between the pale hair and being dead-but-not-really-dead... yeah, Lucy's wonderful, and it means if I ever write this, I get to figure out who she is as I write her. Also, her dandelion sprites are Kipperlilly and Ruben, because I thought that'd be hilarious.

Thinking more into that, I decided that Sam would be a pretty good Jenny, seeing as she's got the bitchy-yet-loving energy that we all need. She's tired yet protective, closed off yet oddly kind... it works. Even though her style's more of a, uh "mermaid academia" type than goth, I think she'd make a really good Jenny.

And here's where you're gonna have to hear me out... Kristen is the Cat King, or rather, the Cat Queen. As tempting as it is to make her the church girl lesbian who's just come out and is struggling in a small town, I really wanted to hone in on her energy in Junior Year---a confident, easygoing, and hella flirtatious butch who's still a total mess underneath her swagger. I like to think that she was a human girl living in a religious family once (say, when settlers first arrived in Port Townsend), but she got really into witchcraft and wound up devoting herself to the cats, becoming an otherworldly being with nine lives as a result. As it stands, Kristen is hella fun, even if most of what she does is cause trouble.

With that in mind, Kalina was really the only character who I felt matched up with Ester's energy---except for Aelwyn, of course, but seeing as she's Adaine's sister and all, it didn't feel quite right. It could also tie in with Kristen's backstory---say, maybe Kalina was the person who taught Kristen about witchcraft, Kristen wound up getting the better end of the deal, and Kalina's still burnt out about two hundred years later. And in an irony of ironies, that resentment led Kalina to have a wolf familiar instead of a cat... who is, of course, our lovely girl Tracker. (Yes, Tracker has been turned into a girl before, and yes, she and Kristen are exes.)

I'm not quite sure who I want the Night Nurse to be, and you can tell that I'm saving roles for Gorgug, Fabian, Riz, and Ragh in case we meet characters like them in season 2---though, I have been fiddling around with the idea of Riz being an angel and a former agent of Heaven who Ayda and Fig have basically adopted into the agency. This is a first draft, so... yep!

[itsabee]

listen, i feel like a literal freak typing this but would you guys be cool with me writing a mini fic of a reader insert x your headcanon joan? they're just the literal hottest yn you guys have ever made to me, and i want a heavily religious yn and her exploring each others bodies in the most lesbian and blasphemous way. im pretty sure if im not mixing this up, you guys briefly brought up envisioning joan as similar looking to corky from bound. i literally kicked my feet and squealed when that was spilled. if im mixing this up, just feel free to ignore this ask but i so badly want to write a short story full of religious trauma and shame. in ho1c, i love reading joan gradually become more comfortable with themselves around people like nina who get the struggle of being deeply entwined with religion before becoming a much more liberated and free version of themselves, as well as her interactions with those who just simply want to show them that sex isn't an act meant to dirty one's soul but rather something full of pleasure, experimentation, and fun. however, i cant hope but literally froth at the mouth over the thought of joan with someone much more reserved, who holds the same beliefs that their purity is above all else in order to not taint their god, and that engaging in worldly human acts like lust or intimate pleasure is a colossal sin of the highest degree. i want bitter yearning and unsure touches before a grand crescendo of the most vile sex between joan and someone; their inner turmoil and reactions. the blaming of one another for tainting their body, the hatefucking and regret, the gnashing of teeth stained with the blood and flesh of not just god, but a lover. anyways, yeah, that's my brain rot abt how i want to see joan spiral worse than they already are in a religious sense and asking for permission to write about it.

OH MY GOD PLWAZE PLEASE PLEAZE PLEAZE ‼️‼️‼️‼️

PLEAZE????

And yes Joan in my head is corky but dirty blonde :3

[hypnoneghoul]

Christmas Ghouls 5/10

WC: 1095

Relationship: Dewdrop & Rain

Tags: Fluff, gift giving

Notes: For Kirst <3

Read under the cut or on AO3.

This year Rain and Dewdrop had a different plan for the Chrsistmas gift giving. There wouldn’t be any surprise presents. What they’d do was something they talked about and have been considering for months.

Dewdrop was Rain’s, and Rain was Dewdrop’s, in so many ways. They were connected, bonded on deepest possible levels, their souls and hearts tied together with Lucifer-forged chains. They have been wearing each other’s marks for ages, always eager to renew the old ones and add some more. But there was something that, even after all this time, still seemed like a big step for them, in case of their relationship.

It was a mix of human and ghoulish tradition—exchanging rings and melding them onto each other’s horns to wear forever.

They picked simple designs, not very ornate. They’d both be silver, Rain’s with pieces of carnelian stone (pspsps), and Dewdrop’s with azurite (look here). Simple, but carrying great meaning, sentiment and symbolism.

Both ghouls were extremely nervous, worried that the other would decide it was too much and quit at the very last moment. Of course, neither would even consider that, but their insecurities, doubts and fears were always there.

They decided to do it the night before their whole pack would have their annual Christmas dinner. They’d show up with the rings on like a surprise, having not told the rest about their plan.

“Gonna be all wifed up now,” Dewdrop said, turning Rain’s ring over in his hand. He was smiling, but his eyes betrayed the anxiety.

“It's you who's the wife in this relationship,” the water ghoul scoffed and winked from where he was sitting on his desk, legs kicking.

“Oh no,” his mate protested, “you're way more wife coded.”

“Wife coded?” Rain snorted, raising his eyebrows. He paused the fidgeting of his hands as Dewdrop came closer, stepping in between the other’s legs. “Where did you even get that from?”

“Twitter. And they agree over there.”

“With what?”

“You being wife coded.” He wrapped his arms around Rain’s waist loosely, looking up at him. “A bunch of people also want to get you pregnant.”

“WHAT!?” the water ghoul giggled, and if Dewdrop could tattoo the image of him laughing and smiling from up close on his brain, he would.

“Yeah.” Dewdrop shrugged. “Well, if anything you'd be the one getting me pregnant but let them have their fun, right?”

“Dew!? Oh god,” he brought a hand up to cover his eyes and shook his head. Dewdrop continued to giggle quietly, his shoulders shaking. “Wait, hold up, though. If I'm the wife then you're what, the husband? No, if I'm a wife you are, too.”

“Great, and now we're lesbians,” the fire ghoul deadpanned, but bursted into a full body laugh after not more than three seconds. Rain followed a heartbeat after and they ended up laughing like maniacs, Dewdrop falling forward with his head against his mate’s chest.

After a while they managed to calm down. The laugh made the earlier tension dissipate, and both ghouls silently thanked the other for being so… silly. They were just silly.

“Anyway,” Dewdrop was the one to break the silence. “Do we… do this?”

“Yeah,” Rain sighed. “Yeah, we do.”

The water ghoul picked up Dewdrop’s ring again, from where it was laying next to him on the desk. He looked it over, examining, one more time and lifted his hand, eyebrows furrowing in an unspoken question. His mate nodded with a reassuring smile painted on his face, and Rain—his hands were absolutely not shaking—dropped the ring over Dewdrop’s left horn. It slid down to around the half of its length and Rain smoothed a thumb over it, pressing down on it just a bit to make it settle securely.

“Pretty,” he mumbled.

Dewdrop lifted his own hand to touch it, grinning when his fingers met Rain’s. “Your turn, wifey.”

Rain couldn’t hide the deep blush that creeped up his cheeks at the word. Maybe he did like that. Just a bit.

The fire ghoul winked, noticing that, but his own face wasn’t any better—he was equally flushed. Dewdrop took the other ring and reached up to slide it down Rain’s horn, mirroring his mate’s earlier action of thumbing over it and nestling it down.

“Okay, uhm…” he cleared his throat, “you should at least check in the mirror if you like it before I make it… well, permanent.”

Rain chuckled, more than sure, but he knew him looking it over first would reassure his mate. Pressing a quick kiss to Dewdrop’s forehead, he hopped off the desk and padded over to the mirror on his wardrobe. The fire ghoul joined him, and both their smiles grew impossibly wider at the visual.

“They’re perfect,” Rain whispered, eyes shining with tears and affection for his little mate.

Silence fell for a few short moments, but then Dewdrop grunted, “Ugh.”

“What?”

“I just got an extremely sappy thought,” he giggled, making Rain scoff, but laugh too.

“You’re impossible.” He smacked his arm playfully.

“Oh, well. Do you wanna…” Dewdrop waved a hand over his horns, “you know? Before I chicken out.”

“No way I just heard you imply you might chicken out,” the water ghoul grabbed his heart dramatically. His mate just rolled his eyes. “The almighty Dewdrop?”

“Oh, shut up already,” he spat, but didn’t have time for further light-hearted insults when Rain suddenly dropped to his knees before him, making Dewdrop gasp.

“Do it, baby.” He took his hand and pressed his cold lips to it, before guiding it to his ringed horn. Dewdrop swallowed heavily, calling upon his infernal power.

The rings were made of silver, but the inside was lined with metal of a lower melting temperature. That way, when Dewdrop would heat it up, it’d melt just enough to fill the cracks in the ghoul horns’ rough texture and make it hold.

“Are you–” he wanted to ask for clarification one more time, but Rain didn’t let him.

“I love you, Dewdrop,” he told him, for the millionth time. Taking a deep breath, the fire ghoul closed his fist around his horn and just did it. Just like that, a few seconds and it was done.

“I love you, Rainy,” he mumbled, pulling his hand away to repeat the process on his own ring. “Merry Christmas.”

Before Rain even stood up, Dewdrop’s part was done, too. 

“Merry Christmas,” the water ghoul laughed, dragging his mate into a deep kiss. “What about we make it a real wedding night now, Droplet?”

“Take me to bed then,” he purred. “Wifey.”

[neko-naruto]

top 5 etho ships ? bonus points for any explanation

my personal top five in no particular order, and like, ya gotta understand im still new here (hermitcraft/life series) so my opinions are poised to change, but the current standings are:

Bdubs/Etho/Cleo, i'll be honest, i haven't written or read any clethubs, but i saw some art of them that made my brain shortcircuit. they are femdom, himbo, and twink. i just think that Etho should have two people who are stronger than he is on either side of him at all times, bonus points if you let Cleo be the tallest. Bdubs being super clingy, Etho reluctantly tagging along, and Cleo making sure they don't fucking die because yeah they are god damn idiots sometimes, but they're her idiots. and she loves them. and probably gives them noogies and headlocks them.

Cleo/Etho, their marriage in limlife is so much fucking fun, especially when read under an aro4allo lens. Etho whose been happily married for over a decade watching his friends enter relationships and realizing that he loves differently, he doesn't even love remotely close to how they love, love isn't even the right word. hes scared so he leaves, hes not doing it right and his wife must be upset about it, that must be why everythings crumbling. and Cleo, not giving two shits, because that's her husband and by god they're gonna make it work if he can realize that being absent is whats breaking up their marriage, not showing affection and intimacy differently.

Gem/Etho, as a canadian i am legally obligated to ship this, as a lesbian i love it when men have chaotic gremlin girlfriends who put them in their place. see that one episode of hermicraft wherein Gem beats his ass on repeat and he keeps coming back for more. its like, like theres an unspoken solidarity, 'hey we're the same even though we're not' and they stick with each other. predator/prey dynamic if you go with deer Gem and fox Etho, you also get it with sea monster Gem and fox Etho, except he's the prey and she has the biological advantage instead. also, when paired with the transfemme Etho headcanon we get some yuri which im always down for.

Grian/Etho, this one came to via an Ao3 commenter and i have seen two pieces of fanart for it and like, seven fics. but i still think the dynamic of bird and fox would be fun to work with in writing depending on the bird Grian is hybridized with, especially if Grian is the smaller one. also in limlife??? hello?? Etho, swearing loyalty and promising to be someones sword is not heterosexual behaviour. what they had in limlife, even if brief, had me shaking i'll be real. also, for their hermitcraft dynamic, it'd be hot if i threw Scar into the mix, for flavour.

Pearl/Etho/Tango, consensual workplace relationships make me absolutely insane, it could tear apart their business or bring it further together. they have the kind of dynamic that makes my head absolutely fucking empty, one of those 'i just think theyre neat' kind of ships. the culture clash between each of their species and their own personal tastes, Tango's a blaze and they mate for life, Pearl's a siren and they don't do much for romance, Etho's a fox and they come and go- but they make it happen in spite of that. im working on getting them a canonized Ao3 tag right now, they have such a fun dynamic. also, they fucked in that post office when no one was looking.

tbh these are all really closely tied, and i also have a soft spot for tangtho and the team ties poly. they're all really fun ships, i just really enjoy polyships to be real with ya'll. and the life series and hermitcraft are full of so many possible polyships that its just making me foam at the fucking mouth. sorry boat boys enjoyers, the vision has not yet engulfed me, but hey im a multishipper it might be yet to happen.

[ai-the-broccoli]

DN ask game: 11 (lawlightmane), 24 and 25, please!

thank you for the ask!!

11. what do you think about (lawlightmane)?

I love them!!!

in terms of comedy, their yotsuba arc shenanigans were some of my favourite moments in the show. like I know how much this phrase gets said but seriously. world's worst toxic polycule. I always love horrible polycules in fiction, they're great fun (see gramarye ot3 and matt-juan-celeste-adrian from ace attorney; I ship the first one, and the second one is just so intriguing in terms of how fucked up it was. dysfunctionality, obsessive hatred & rivalry, murders, suicide, accidentally-implied grooming, dependency, untreated dpd [this one is like strongly implied in canon] and probably also bpd, npd and who knows what else mixing together in the worst way possible, the mysterious relationship between a codependent lesbian [strongly implied] working for years - in the role of his manager - with the womanizing bisexual male actor she fucking hates, the guy just having spy cameras installed all over his male rival's home for some fucking reason......... oh wait) but also! in this case they are like... surreal in such a nice way because of the contrast??? like it's so incredibly toxic and yet here they are. having the most godawful first date (canonically addressed as a date) in the animated sitcom that is called Death Note Yotsuba arc. love to see it. okay how do I explain the appeal here? uhh basically it's kinda like. gap moe.

now comedy aside (but also sorta combined with the comedic aspects; mainly I mean "moving onto it as a serious thing"). MAN. lawlightmane is just fucking insanely good in general. like it's like. it's many things, it is EXTREMELY compelling and an incredibly intriguing dynamic that is full of potential for many things. iirc after I first watched DN and got obsessed with it badly, I made a tierlist and on the topmost tier I put lawlight and lawlightmane (lawlightmane wasn't even an item on the tiermaker I was using, so I just uploaded a screenshot to use myself). both because it was very funny as World's Worst PolyculeTM, and because it's genuinely great. and now my opinions on all of those characters and relationships are much more developed, I think I definitely appreciate it more seriously on a whole.

regarding each respective one-on-one relationship involved in lawlightmane...

well I am. obviously majorly incredibly into lawlight as a ship (beloved otp-tier ship, and maybe somewhat on that tier across fandoms too; I think it's my top favourite canonically-m/m ship rn [maybe tied with another 1-2, but not necessarily]). not sure I need to elaborate since I mean it's lawlight, it's really good

and then law/mane [censoring since this is... negative-ish? so I'm not putting it in the ship tag]. uh full disclosure I have no interest in law/mane if light isn't involved in the picture sorry. (at least rn I've never seen anything that's convinced me) I can see the appeal, and I can also see why some people don't like it, but for me it's really just... well it's just not much my thing lol unless it's a lawlightmane-related situation. OH also personally I can't see it as a romantic thing per se, like my brain just really doesn't compute at the idea of "L is in romantic love with Misa" or vice versa even in an AU. but as for any sexual aspect, it's just a plain "this isn't my thing" situation (as in I'm not interested but the idea doesn't make my brain automatically go "???? [error 404 does not compute]" as a romantic depiction may). their dynamic also doesn't grip me like yagamane (also non-romantic -ish ship for me) does, so yeah, overall I can't say I ship it outside of shipping lawlightmane! HOWEVER as a dynamic it's pretty neat within lawlightmane too.

EDIT (before posting the draft): I woke up today and was about to add "actually I think for a ship such as law/mane, what would probably at least slightly convince me of it has be something thematic probably, so if anyone has any ideas related to how they thematically complement each other or such feel free to send them my way, I like that sort of stuff" but then as I was brushing my teeth my brain filled in the gaps vaguely myself. it's something related to gluttony/hunger/appetite etc. and uh... okay I can see it now ngl lmao. that being said even in that vein I still just like them in lawlightmane for the time being, what changed was that I now have a better feel of their dynamic within lawlightmane if that makes sesne.

moving onto yagamane. man I LOVE yagamane and their whole... *gesture vaguely*. I personally definitely don't see it as a... idk, relationship formed of mutual genuine romantic and/or sexual attraction, but like, it very much doesn't have to be. it's super appealing in the way it's sooooo fucked-up in all sorts of ways, including thematically, mutually, and it's incredibly compelling to chew on. I also love both of them as individual characters (extremely obsessed with light but also really love misa and find her fascinating to think about) so that helps.

anyway lawlightmane really is very good, imo. I love it, thanks for asking anon

24. any headcanons you want to share?

let's see, what have I not mentioned much here yet?

Matsuda has indeed sort of had a crush on Light

Soichiro considers himself a straight man but is not one

The Shinigamis technically can have sex despite what the author tells us, but they are largely asexual or at the very least on the ace spectrum

Kiyomi doesn't canonically present butch but she should be. in an AU where she lives to the future

Misa doesn't die after she attempts suicide near the end in the anime canon

Light should take to gambling, c'mon you know he has JUST the right personality for that shit, go for it Light, develop a gambling addiction instead of a serial killing one! you can do it!!

nsft-related:

weirdly to me Mello is mostly a dom except for when it's with Near. though I haven't thought about this extensively so my opinion can change

I'm not a 100% strict lawlight top/bottom purist per se but I'm sorry I completely can't digest a relationship where Light is exclusively or mostly a dom and a top while L is exclusively or mostly a sub and a bottom. I respect your (general "you"; as in whoever is reading this, not the anon) opinion if you do, and it's fair, but I just can't see it, it doesn't work for me. the dom part is more important than the top/bottom part for me also.

on that note my opinion is that Light TECHNICALLY can dom, especially in relationships with people other than L, but. he's actually just... not into it. he thinks that he is, but it will just turn out he isn't. he'll get the instant powertrip high over it for a very short period of time at first, and then he just. loses it, the high fades quickly and he gets bored as fuck. and he isn't into it at all and finds that he wants to be the sub to some other person actually. which in itself is something he'll find extremely humiliating but that's good too

anyway it's nearly a fandom consensus at this point that Light has a praise kink I think lmao. that I do agree with. I will propose that we also assign praise kink to Matsuda and Soichiro; it's already been done (well, one by someone else and the other by yours truly) and I think it makes sense tbh.

... actually on that note. my personal hot take is that we as a fandom should very much consider applying the "like father like son" principle to nsft involving Soichiro Yagami, in connection to Light Yagami (<- you must understand that I have a lot of those takes because the first DN fic and currently my only DN fic I've published off-anon is in fact a soichello fic. it is only natural)

also yes I think Kiyomi should be a dom and has S tendencies

Misa definitely gives sub energy. though I wonder if she can also dom

25. ramble on about whatever you’d like to

lately I've wondered briefly if MikaMatt (as a romantic? ship and/or as a platonic ship) would be good solely because I put them in the roles of Iino and Ishigami respectively in the Kaguya-sama AU (Iino and Ishigami are canonically subtextual love interests to each other, and they're a fun duo even though I don't particularly ship them romantically). however I still do not understand Matt much sadly so this might be as far as it goes [-> note: if any Matt fans see this and want to fill me in, feel free!! I'm always interested in hearing more]

speaking of Mikami. I def like mika / light casually but I often wonder how come I don't actively like it more considering my OTP in mgrc has the whole... god thing, as a major major major draw for me (see: my current blog header title is a reference to that ship). that being said I do get it because mika / light is different from hime / san in various ways outside of it so it tracks

Light should become friends with Chika Fujiwara (he'll hate her but hey. it's fine) and get into board games and card games, it will save him (maybe slightly. sort of. it will help a little at least.)

okay anon so. I'm going to take a wild guess here and assume that you're at least to some degree familiar with the J-drama adaptation (maybe you've watched some of it?), but if not you can still read this part I suppose.

it's so funny that every other adaptation of DN just gets progressively gayer and gayer because dude literally what the fuck was going on with j-drama lawlight lmfao

the fucking shower scene (and everything about it), the ??? scene where L hooks Light to a polygraph??? (no like what the fuck was that really. it's not as infamous as the shower scene, but the blatantly textual sadomasochism is extremely in your face in that one), and the whole blue sceneTM, and then Light practically kissing L's cheek after L's death, and everything else

with that being said. hmmmmmmm. anyway moving on to my feelings about the j-drama in general:

I liked it overall! some stuff in it are very nice. and I like the characters too, but definitely not as much as the canon counterparts.

importantly I absolutely have to see the drama and each character and each relationship in the drama as like, a whole separate thing from the animanga canon, because if I viewed it as an adaptation they would come off as awful whereas as its own thing it is nice.

I like j-drama Light a lot! ...but not even nearly as much as animanga Light, sorry. I have to see him as a whole separate character 100% (that way he's funny and cute-ish, and I can appreciate him), otherwise I can't enjoy him at all because I'll just be thinking "where's my beloved amazing perfect Bad NPD RepTM :( they nerfed him and now he's not relatable anymore" the whole fucking time <- wow this is very normal and doesn't say anything about me at all. dw about it

and on that note. ngl I have to complain a bit. so I've seen more than one person say that j-drama is so much more ""human"" than canon Light, and I mean, that's a fair opinion!! I get what you mean and I totally get where you're coming from. that being said... I'm sorry I don't agree and I'm not sure I like what that implies either. I know that compared to animanga Light, j-drama Light possesses various traits that are societally more associated with "humanity" but y'know what idk. I don't think that's true. to me animanga Light Yagami is extremely human. I think it is an incredibly human wish to desire to become a god, also

personally I don't think j-drama Light is a better person, if he commits the same atrocities as animanga Light and just simply feels worse/feels more empathy/feels more guilt or whatever about it. I strongly believe that your actual morality is determined not by what you feel but by what you do, like, someone who keeps doing bad things while feeling the societally expected level of bad for it is hardly a better person than someone who does the same things, no more, while being unable to feel as much [insert expected feelings] over it (but still doesn't do more bad things than the previous person).

anyway back to the j-drama. basically I like it, and I def have many fond feelings over it personally, but the watching experience wasn't as good as anime DN for me, and there is more stuff that I dislike. and also I can't compare it to animanga DN too much because as an adaptation per se it doesn't work at all imo (but as its own thing? it's fine and I like some stuff in it quite a lot).

anyway I think that's all on my mind for now!! thank you for the great questions, I had fun writing this

[dnpbeats]

No but actually on the topic about the fuchsia phone case joke. I sometimes find it so hard to reconcile the images and videos of them then, with a)the two idiots we know now, but also just the two people we now understand them to have been at the time.

I see dan making a slightly off colour joke about phils phone case looking gay, and then i think the scared closeted 20yr old, trying to desperately figure himself out, and qhen i try to match them up, in some ways it makes so much more sense and in others it feels like my brain is short-circuiting.

I guess I just always wonder what those jokes and comments actually meant to them at the time. When I first started watching them, way back in 2015, I always understood the jokes they made as being in the same context as when my straight peers/friends made them. Misinformed but not malicious. As coming from the perspective of a straight person who didnt really think about what they were saying. But now obviously we have context, and now im a full raging lesbian myself, who similarly made gay jokes/comments when I was still in the closet, and I'm just starting to realise what mustve been going on in their heads. Like, im not saying the fuschia phone case comment was some desperate desire to be free and open or whatever, it was a joke and it wasnt a particularly deep one, but there is an added layer to it. Dnp laughed for more than just the fact that the 'fuchsia phone case looks gay'. They laughed bc they knew who they were, they were making fun of the whole 'having a purple phone case means your gay' concept in the first place, and they were just two closeted 20-somethings, existing in a world that wasnt ready for them yet. And yeah it was just a stupid joke, but thinking about it too much has made me a little emotional so here we are.

Hi!!! I totally understand this. It’s been wild going back and watching their content with the knowledge we have now. Like I, as most people did, presumed they were queer before they came out. But it’s absolutely a different experience thinking that and knowing that. While I was watching ditl it hit me that like. They were a closeted couple while filming that, and that’s not speculation, Dan confirmed that. And it kind of hit me in a way I can’t describe, but honestly part of it did make me sad. Just like, knowing what it must’ve been like for them. And I totally get what you’re saying about the gay joke. Like for them obviously part of it was like “oh haha making a gay joke when we’re gay!” But it’s also like… making a gay joke because you’re closeted and that’s as close as you can get to publicly being yourself. And even then, whatever the exact joke was, they cut out part of it. Which honestly was probably a good call lmao but, yeah. I agree that specific joke wouldn’t have been some like grand moment in their lives or that it’s that deep at the end of the day. But it’s just knowing that things/jokes like that were probably a regular occurrence and for a while that was like what they had yk? Making gay jokes and then cutting them out, because they didn’t want them to be misconstrued but maybe bc they hit a little too close to home

And now look at them. Joking about eating jizz on the gaming channel for all the world to see

[animation-is-my-jam]

Aside from ToBecky what would be your favorite Becky or Tobey ship respectively? As in hypothetically you didnt ship themn?

Thanks for the ask! But YOO, this is an interesting one (・o・)

I have thought about this before, mostly when I wasn't confident in shipping tobecky yet and seeing the different pairings back in like 2018 lmao. I think overall, before I went full tobecky brain rot, I was a Scoobey or Sciolecky (Scoops x Becky x Violet) person. The art at the time of those dynamics was so soft, and it was sweet. But unfortunately, tobecky quickly took over 💀

But in the current time, what would I ship? Or what dynamics would I prefer for the respective characters? (Tobey and Becky)

Tobey is the easiest because I think personally it's a semi tie between Scoops and Rose. And before anyone says anything about Rose and Tobey considering my hcs, I purely see it as one-sided!! I just have a laugh over the thought of Tobey liking another brunette with a sense of her own ego and pride.

Scoobey survived in my Tobey pairings. Idk I just think it has a lot of solid fanon ideas, plus I can see them being so messy and dysfunctional. My personal favorite type of Scoobey is them as a married couple in their thirties, Scoops being the cheerful, optimistic husband contrasting Tobey’s emo-ness and antisocial tendencies. The odd couple in the neighborhood.

For Becky? That's a difficult one. Ppl would assume vibecky considering my other preferences in ships of liking friends to lovers better, and of course, the number of lesbians in future AU lol. But unfortunately, I love the gray aro Violet headcanon too much that Violet ships I don't pay much attention to unless their just platonic, and its for fun.

Another ppl would think is Bectoria because of my fanfiction and how I always have in my headcanons of Victoria secretly crushing on Becky, but i explained in another Becky ships Ask that while I like Bectoria and see it's potential. It's always gonna be the other Victoria ship for me personally. I also kinda make a point in my fic on why there would be a downside to it, but other than that, it's a good ship, but not one I actively think about.

I know that Rose x Becky also became a newer ship, and that one is also very cute. And I defended Scoobecky last Ask, so yall know my thoughts about them. Hmm... I guess out of these options, I would honestly go for either RosexBecky or Scoobecky. And i still have some love for the Scoops/Violet/Becky ship. I know that's a very flimsy response, but it's the most honest if i had to pick other Becky ships to be my favorites.

(This is just me getting other questions about this outta the way)

Bonus: (What about Victoria x Tobey? or Tobey x Violet?) They thematically both are very interesting, BUT...this is just a PERSONAL pet peeve of mine that they just look too blonde next to each other...that makes sense, right? Like, idk I get blinded by the yellow and end up lost.

Extra Bonus: (What about Becky with other school characters?) (Hunter, Emma, Eugene, Chazz, etc...) That's all fun to think about, but unfortunately, the other woodview kids don't have much character to go on for me to care (plus who would ever separate Emma and Eugene!) That also applies to the game show trio, Emily, Tommy, Phil. They definitely have more personality than other students, but besides Tommy, I don't see Becky having much chemistry with them. And everyone knows her true pairing is with a random girl in the pink sweater she saved that one time/j

Extra Extra Bonus: (Eileen?) Ohh yeah, I forgot! Um..not really for either of them. I get the feeling that while neither Becky nor Tobey hate Eileen, I don't think they like her either. She's just too much for either of them. I do think Eileen probably could have a small crush on Becky, but beyond that, I don't think about shipping Eileen with anyone, not everyone has to be shipped.

[choshasan]

Let's talk Fictosexuality and Science for a sec

I previously pisted this on Hoyolab, several weeks ago, but I felt like tumblr needed to hear it too after looking through the #animesexual tag and seing so much uneducated hate.

First of all, Fictosexuality is the attraction to Exclusively **OR** almost exclusively fictional character, and it has many subbranches, that even I myself don't know all of them, and it falls under the umbrealla terms of Asexuality and Aromantism.

My original post from Hoyolab, corrected as best I could:

Fun science fact: a study proved that your brain cannot, in fact, tell apart the feelings you feel for a fictional character, to those you would feel a real human, Other studies have proved that it could be easier to get attached to a character rather than a real human as it is easier to get to know them and know them deeper than you would a real person, (the way they think, their full day to day routine, etc.) Therefore, yes. Scientifically speaking, you could, in fact, 100% fall in love with a fictional character, and it's not being delusional, that's just your brain and emotions working the normal way they should be!

Some of the replies I felt should be brought up:

Reply: I think some of the problem here is that, in English, we only have one word for love & a lot of native English speakers don't understand our single word is actually a spectrum of every type of love that exists; and that a person can feel some types of love without having another person reciprocate those feelings. Combine that lack of understanding with the need to be the winner of any disagreement, and you get people like the ones in this comment section who are saying you're wrong without giving any explanation for their opinion.

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Me: Yeah, I can 100% see that. I also feel like theres this wrong mentality that a lot of people have been tought that "you HAVE to find THE one and only for you! You MUST find your ONE TRUE LOVE!" When love is totally just a spectrum and that is different for everyone. Semi-unrelated but I also feel thats where the argument that AroAce folks aren't real started from. Because people are just so convinced that everyone just has a one true love and that they'll get their one true love with no work// doing the bare minimum.

There was more replies I wanted to bring up, but filtering through over 600 comments is very hard, espetially when the hoyolab app lags, sorry.

I have so much more I wanna say on the topic because it is a topic that fascinates me, espetially as someone who identifies with Animesexuality and has found great comfort and peace in this lable.

Also, there are some people who would make the counter arguments "Fictional characters aren't a gender"

No, they are not, but you can be Gay/sapphic/lesbian/bi/pan/omni/etc. + Fictosexual.

It's as if saying you can't be aromantic but be attracted to [gender] sexualy. (Or the other way around)

People don't need to limit themselves to one and only one lable, you can be Gay Aromantic, Bi Asexual, for examples and so many more.

Another argument often made is "you can't be attracted to an innanimate object"

... they're not an object, an object needs a physical form to be, first of all.

Second, a character is a representation of a fictive **PERSON** not a fictive Object, they are real humans//creatures, they just don't have a "real physical form".

There's also the "They're not real".

They aren't real human beings that you can touch physically, they are "real". they are created characters that can be percieved, they just don't have a real, touchable physical form, but saying something isn't "real" because it's not an existing person / object on this earth is like saying Air or Gravity doesn't exist because you can't see it with your eyes. They can't be seen but they can be percieved and they are proven to exist. Plus, "they aren't real" they have been created, yes they are. Again, just not under a physical form, do you look at someone painting a landscape and say "it's not real." Because it's painted??? It can be percieved by the human mind therefore it is real in a form or another.

TL;DR: Fictosexuality is a real, science supported even (in a way), sexuality.

Some links to help better understand // further understand;

[novoaa1writes]

(half) anniversary

img source

pairing(s): ramonda x reader, shuri x riri williams (background), shuri & ramonda (familial), shuri & reader (platonic)

summary:

“Oh. Um,” you pause, sounding taken aback. “Our six-month anniversary. Y’know, since we started dating?”

“That’s not an anniversary,” Shuri protests. 

“I guess not technically,” you concede, “but to me, it kind of is?”

“That’s the gayest shit I’ve ever heard.”

contains: fluff

(cross-posted on ao3.)

word count: ~1,900

rating: teen

warnings: cursing, fluff, reader being super moony-eyed and in love... i tried to limit the use of ‘y/n’ but there is one (1) instance of it in this

notes: reader is referred to with they/them pronouns, but they aren’t referred to too much in the third person in this... this was a request i got post-ruth e. carter’s oscar win. and—look here; i actually wrote it! miracles DO happen! never give up, kids

— —

Shuri’s holed up in the lab on a Thursday afternoon, puzzling over improvements for Riri’s suit when she gets your call. 

Without looking up from her work, she tells Griot to accept it. “What’s good?” she greets.

“Shuri!” your voice, bright with contagious enthusiasm, filters seamlessly through. “How are you?” 

“Busy with work, as always. You?”

“A little stressed, but good. Did you eat today?”

Shuri rolls her eyes. “You sound like Riri.”

“Riri cares for you,” you correct with only the gentlest note of reproof in your tone. “I do, too.” A short pause. “Granted, somewhat less than she does—”

A flush threatens to heat her cheeks. “Yes, thank you.”  Riri and her are… new, still. Your relentless teasing is less so. (She’ll never admit it to you, but it warms her to the core.) “What do you want?”

“Oh, you’re no fun.”

“I’m plenty fun,” Shuri grumbles, closing out the schematic on her screen in favor of another. 

“Uh-huh. Anyway, listen. I called ‘cause I wanted to ask you about something.”

“Mm?”

“Ramonda and I have plans in Wakanda this weekend. It’ll be our six month anniversary!!”

Shuri nearly chokes on air. “What ?”

“Oh. Um,” you pause, sounding taken aback. “Six months since we started dating?”

“That’s not an anniversary,” she protests weakly. She has finally looked up from her work to give her full attention, staring incredulously up at the screen display as though she’ll be able to see you if she looks hard enough. 

“I guess not technically,” you concede, “but to me, it kind of is?”

“That’s the gayest shit I’ve ever heard.”

“I want to do something nice for her. I want it to be a surprise,” you prattle on as though you didn’t hear. “So I’ve got a gift and everything, but I need your help.”

Shuri blinks. “Right…”

“I know she’s got her schedule cleared for Friday at least, but could you move some things around to clear up her Saturday, too? Without telling her, that is. I want her to have as relaxing a weekend as possible. She’s earned it!”

Well. Shuri can’t very well argue with that. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“God, you’re the best,” you enthuse. “I owe you one.”

“Nah.” Shuri waves the comment away, feeling a fond grin tug at her lips in spite of herself. “We’re straight.”

A snicker from the other end. “Good one.” Then: “Alright, I’ve gotta run. Don’t work yourself too hard, yeah?”

“No promises.”

“See you this weekend!”

“See you.”

The line disconnects with a gentle noise, leaving Shuri alone in her laboratory, her brain working a hundred miles a minute. 

“‘Six-month anniversary’?” she mutters to herself incredulously, then heaves a quiet sigh. “Lesbians.”

— —

Shuri goes straight to her mother’s quarters.

“Mother!” she calls upon entering the royal wing. 

“Yes?”

The curtains are open when Shuri arrives, allowing her to stroll right in. Mother sits at her vanity, reading through a document projected onto the mirror in glowing blue script. 

Mother has just barely disabled the projection with a tap to the beads encircling her wrist when Shuri announces, “Clear your schedule. And start working on a gift, while you’re at it. It’s your anniversary this weekend.” 

Mother turns to look at her, features mild but incredulous. “My what?”

“Your anniversary. With Y/N.”

Mother blinks. “It has not been a year.”

“It’s your six-month anniversary.”

“The whole point of an anniversary is that it happens annually,” Mother articulates slowly, like Shuri’s an imbecile. 

Shuri sighs. “This is just what gay people are like, Mother,” she explains dismissively. “They called me just now. They have plans, a gift, the whole deal.”

Silent panic flits across Mother’s face, though she’s quick to smother it—there one moment, gone the next. “Bast,” she murmurs to herself quietly, so quietly that Shuri nearly misses it. 

“It’s not too late. We can still make this work,” Shuri assures her, beginning to pace. “Now. I’ve got Griot compiling all activity on their Etsy, Depop, and favorite shopping sites over the past three months. If they’ve so much as looked at anything, we’ll know. Also—” She cuts herself off at Mother’s raised hand. 

“Thank you, Shuri, but no thank you,” she defers, an inscrutable look on her face. Shuri hasn’t the faintest clue what she’s thinking. “I will handle it.”

Shuri stops mid-step and turns to give her a look. “What does that mean, you’ll ‘handle it’?”

Mother doesn’t waver. “It means that I will handle it.”

“You are very confident all of a sudden,” Shuri observes, gaze narrowed. “Is it jewelry?”

“Thank you for the offer,” she reiterates firmly, turning back to her vanity and appraising her reflection with renewed (read: feigned) interest. “But I am more than capable on my own.”

As cues to leave go, this one’s not terribly overt, but Shuri gets it. She begins inching towards the door, eyeing the woman up and down all the while. “You are not the best team player, you know?”

Mother slants her a stern look. “It’s my anniversary.”

Shuri smirks. “I thought you said it wasn’t an anniversary.” She’s nearly halfway out the door now, which she thinks is probably for the best. She’s pushed her luck enough for today. 

(Or has she? )

“It’s not,” Mother calls back without looking. 

Shuri lingers for a moment longer, long enough to say, “If you’re thinking engagement beads, I’d dial it back a notch.”

“Shuri.”

(There. Now she’s done. )

— — 

Time seems to flow as molasses, making you feel like a fly encased in amber until Friday. You go through the motions of everyday living, barely present, and heaven help you but it’s not for a lack of wanting to be. 

But, well—you can’t help it. You’re so very excited. And nervous. And excited. 

But eventually, finally, Friday arrives. 

When you clock out from work, Shuri’s waiting at the curb in front of a sleek black car with gold rims. You stop by the kitchens to grab the groceries you’d prepared over the weekend and bid your coworkers adieu before heading out. Bags in hand, you manage a wave, which Shuri returns with a shallow nod even as she continues speaking to someone in her ear. Riri, probably. 

It’s a short drive to the warehouse, where you’ll board a Talon Fighter to fly the rest of the way. You know the drill; you’ve done it quite enough over the past 6 months. You’re content to tune out Shuri’s end of her conversation as she speeds down the freeway, wind in your hair and the sun on your face.

— —

When you arrive in Birnin Zana, it’s mid-afternoon.

You’re early. Ramonda will be in meetings for the next couple hours, but that’s all according to plan. You accompany Shuri to her lab to drop your things, chatting mindlessly all the while, before making your way over towards the kitchens.

The plan is clear in your thoughts, the recipes practically burned into your brain. You’ve been practicing for weeks, now—madombi and chicken groundnut stew. Ramonda’s favorite entrée alongside the flavorful stew she’s always professed to love. You’re no slouch at cooking, but you want it to be perfect. Only the best for her. 

As you wash and rinse your hands thoroughly in preparation, you hail Griot. “Griot, bud, will you put my playlist on? The cooking one?”

Griot—bless him—obliges. 

Falling into the motions is a pleasantly diverting task—browning the chicken, sautéeing the vegetables, kneading the fresh dough. The music is a constant aid, and the scents that permeate the air are immensely comforting in their familiarity. Minutes turn to an hour, then two; you hardly notice. You’re laser-focused on the task at hand, intent on making it all perfect—or as perfect as perfect gets, anyhow.

You don’t notice the clock striking 6:00pm, or the way Griot’s speakers lower their volume to accommodate—

A yelp leaves your throat as sure arms curl ‘round your waist and warmth presses into you from behind.

“S’thandwa,” Ramonda murmurs into your neck, her lips warm where they brush your thrumming pulse point. Gods above. “I’m sorry. Did I scare you?”

Willing your thundering heart rate to slow, you let out a breathy huff and allow yourself to melt in the familiar embrace. “A bit,” you divulge, inhaling deeply to catch her scent—shea butter and lavender incense and her, her, her. “I suppose I lost track of time.”

Ramonda’s arms tighten ever-so-slightly at that, her thumbs stroking the juts of your hipbones in something like apology. “Mm,” she hums. “You’ve been busy.”

Affection blooms in your chest, warm and big and true. “I wanted to do something special.” Your breath catches in your throat as you turn to face her. 

She’s divested her isicholo for the evening, leaving springy, short-trimmed strands of platinum-blonde on display. A deep purple halter gown frames her elegant figure, its corset clinging to her like a second skin. Her makeup is light today—lips painted a deep, rosewood red; eyelids accentuated with black liner and dusky eyeshadow. It’s a simpler ensemble than those she’ll don on any other day; the diminished tension in her shoulders is evidence of that. 

It matters not; the effect is the same. You are absolutely enamored of her. 

“Darling,” Ramonda’s low, bemused voice draws your attention. “You’re staring,” she admonishes, guiding your gaping mouth shut with a gentle touch. The twitch in painted lips betrays her amusement. 

You don’t have an answer for that—no witty retort, no comeback, nothing. You lace your arms around her shoulders until you can clasp your hands at her nape, voicing, “Can I kiss you?” 

Ramonda presses her lips to yours in lieu of answer, all slow and gentle and mild until it’s not—until her kiss turns insistent and you’re parting your mouth to let her in, dragging your tongue against hers, nipping at her lower lip to coax forth a shuddering exhale. Arousal sparks a lit match in your belly, burning a fiery trail from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. 

It takes all your will (and then some) to pull away, but you manage it. Heat prickles along your skin. “Right, so…” you trail off breathlessly, chest heaving. “I made dinner.”

Ramonda chuckles, dark eyes alight with mischief and want. Her lipstick is barely smudged, but you’ll take what you can get. “Is that madombi I smell?”

A broad, bashful grin splits your features at the hopeful lilt to her tone. “Maybe.”

— —

Dinner is everything you hoped it would be. The madombi comes out perfect; the stew is even better. With the table set, candles lit, you usher Ramonda over. She brushes a kiss to your cheek when you pull out the chair for her, murmuring a quiet, “Thank you, baby” that makes you choke on air. 

Flustered beyond belief, you scurry back into the kitchen to whip up mojitos—one of two cocktails you can actually make—for the pair of you before taking them to the table. Ramonda accepts hers with a pleased hum. 

With steam rising from both dishes and nothing left to fuss over, you take your seat, too. 

“Shall we?”

— —

end notes:

i enjoyed writing the dynamic between shuri and ramonda, and also shuri and reader. did my lil heart some good

anyways. love to receive requests and then just vibe with them for months before actually sort of doing them... like to be clear, mostly, requests end up going unfulfilled due to my selective writing preferences and ever-limited time. but i stand by my mission to populate the ramonda x reader tag—singlehandedly, if need be! 

s’thandwa | love, sweetheart

sources:

queen ramonda | an additional source to inform upon ramonda’s character and canonical background... it seems she comes from south africa in the comics, and considering the use of isiXhosa in the cinematic ‘verse, i’ve decided to write her using the corresponding terminology when necessary

traditional south african dress | i used this in my previous ramonda fic in order to determine the implications of the traditional south african headpieces, as i understand the isicholo worn by queen ramonda is typically worn by married women in south africa, and i didn’t know if i wanted to have her be married or not in this. but as i understand it, her headdresses (in the 2nd film in particular) are also worn to indicate her queenly status, so i kept it

royal talon fighter (wakandan aircraft) | the wakandan aircraft in which shuri and reader travel to wakanda. appears in black panther, avengers: endgame, and black panther: wakanda forever.

“illuminated signs: style and meaning in the beadwork of the xhosa- and zulu-speaking peoples” | an article from african arts (vol. 36, issue 3) by gary van wyk. an interesting insight into exactly what it says on the tin!

chicken groundnut stew | typically attributed to west africa, though several variations exist across the continent. ingredients often include chicken legs, peanut butter, sweet potato, garlic, and ginger, among others.

madombi | traditional african steamed dumplings. the link leads to a youtube video demonstrating the process!

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link to masterlist

[urlsaremeaningless]

collection of funny things people I know have said

Feel free to change pronouns as needed <3 have fun! please reblog this if you enjoy it.

Take a chill pill, Shakespeare.

A thigh between your gaps

Let's get...creative?

Stereotypical emos

Bitch, your face is mean

Once upon a time, [name] killed me.

Starved by lack of microwave.

I need new kangaroo.

At least, I didn't break it in your room!

[Name], you precious baby--AH SHIT.

Unfortunately, [name] was feeling horny

I would start ship wars

I tried the force. Shit didn't work.

It's worse than shade. It's truth shade.

I fell in love with a fucking lesbian!

Hi, my name’s [name]. Back on my Bullshit like every day

Yeah, no, don’t worry I know the extension of that lawyer.

Then, I guess, he shoots himself in the head?

The EMT...No, not EMS.

I like Fiji better than smart water.... wait, is it cheaper?

I have a question…I forgot my question

Yes, but only because I think the knowledge of death would be a burden you couldn’t handle

That's why murder is the best solution

Passive aggressively calls u a gamer (derogatory)

it's part of the process before the eyes are eyes and the eyes are just skin

Horny outweighs ethics

[name] has been ratatouille'd into doing crime

what is a casket but tupperware for a body

she doesn't have a thing for murder, she has a thing for time management

What's the opposite of OwO-ifying?

dinos care not for ur turn-based combat

This is indeed a choice we have made.

I’m murdurable. I’m filled with murder potential

Not my circus, not my monkey

absolutely your monkey

my only ideas are crime

...why do you say these things to me?

everyone knows in our group I'm the muscle… the looks…and the brains….really you guys are extras and I'm the main act

I...I don't want to answer that. I...I plead the fifth?

All words are made up

I don't use 'b' for 'bitch,', I use 'bitch' for 'bitch

They let you out of the closet but you cannot rent a car

[Name] you're really killing me here, my life is being shortened by a minute every time you do that

Wow, these people don’t know how milkshakes work…. Idk how we’re gonna get the boys to the yard.

I expected you to have more knowledge about cannibalism but that's on me

that's just how my voice is. I sound like a liar

You are the glass half full to my glass is fucking empty

I like cults but in the ‘I absolutely hate them’ sorta way

I fucking hate you, you're one of my best friends, but I also fucking hate you

You have to give him some credit for not pulling out a ukulele

I wish I spoke another language. I don't wanna talk about this in English anymore, bro, what the fuck.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 7/11/23, timezone change edition

the last time i wrote one of these things, i was not quite fully packed up in ma. now, i am technically temporarily homeless in houston, bc the apartment i originally signed on was completely unlivable. crashing in an acquaintance's guest room for a bit while i have a very bad time with apartment hunting round 2

i have lived in south florida, staten island, and various shithole student housing. i understand seasonal bugs in hot places and things such as different kinds of roaches and palmetto bugs. when i say that apartment had the worst roach infestation i've ever seen i fucking mean it. in theory i will get my full deposits back, but they're taking their sweet fucking time about it.

but having that full yes-i-know-about-seasonal-roaches conversation with new acquaintances and leasing agents takes too long so i've resorted to saying it had a horrific bedbug problem, which everyone seems to go Oh Okay Yeah Reasonable For You To Leave much more quickly.

listening

a lot of early aughts dance pop standards, to chase away the agonies as i drive to and from apartments only to get ghosted, find they were rented a week ago, or find that they look absolutely nothing like the pictures. i was really torn on which britney song to pick for this week until my sister sent me Twin Flame by Maude Latour, which i can only describe as "douchebag get the girl back song but for lesbians". spotify

also how do we like the "featured link from bandcamp or soundcloud with additional spotify link" format? in an ideal world i would buy all my music directly from the artists but realistically i use spotify 90% of the time. i don't know what your life is like, tell me if this is helpful or not.

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reading

my best friend made sad faces at me until i read The Flatshare by Beth O'Leary, and it was a little nice to see someone else's dire housing situation get resolved neatly and with thematic consistence in several hundred pages. it was also nice to text her snippets with "WHAT?????" every so often. this is a reading experience i don't have very often bc our current reading tastes don't overlap even a little bit.

i don't have much to say about it bc i didn't have particularly strong feelings and don't really read mainstream straight romance, so i can't point out what this did differently or well compared to its peers. if nothing else, it was a fluffy bit of distraction, and i think that's kind of the point?

(image from Tor) also read Saad Z. Hossein's Kundo Wakes Up novella in a waffle house while eating some of the best scrambled eggs i've ever had in my life.

this novella was the closest thing i've ever read to "aging English professor has an affair" without actually containing any of those elements. generally i enjoy his work, but this was sort of a way to check up and tie off many characters from previous works with a sort of light frosting of "my wife left me and i don't know why [ rot13:v pna znxr fbzr thrffrf ohg gurer vf ab zbzrag bs frys-ernyvmngvba, bapr ur svaqf uvf jvsr ur whfg perrcf ba ure sebz nsne naq nsgre qrgrezvavat fur'f abg jvgu nalbar arj znxrf gur gerzraqbhf fnpevsvpvny qrpvfvba gb yrnir ure nybar op fur'f zhpu unccvre jvgubhg uvz. gurer vf ab zbzrag bs frys-ernyvmngvba nobhg jul fur zvtug unir yrsg uvz. xhaqb arire trgf bhg bs uvf bja shpxvat urnq bapr.]"

while The Gurkha and the Lord of Thursday novella (TREMENDOUS) and Cyber Mage book (fun but with some dire pacing issues) are fairly standalone, i cannot imagine you'd get much out of Kundo Wakes Up if you haven't read the other two. for some reason none of the libraries i have access to have his other book Djinn City, so we'll have to procure that elsewhere.

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watching

the dnd movie, the day after i broke my lease on the roach apartment. i don't remember a ton about this movie. do generally like a heist. michelle rodriguez was hot

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playing

genshin. listen. it is a free and familiar way to turn my brain off by doing open world exploration and puzzles but CRUCIALLY! most of it is completely new to me. i have not played this game in a year and a half. i have not played this game since right before enkanomiya. there was no chasm. there was no Sumeru. i have absolutely no idea what’s happening lore-wise.

i pulled for the fancy ice claymore lady and got a catboy archer (at least i think it is a catboy? the ears do give a pharaoh hound vibe... he is distinct from the extant dogboy archer). not terrible but not my vibe.

i have been enjoying the shit out of the temporary summer event carnival space. they really did pull out several stops by introducing a ton of genuinely interesting and innovating little new mechanics and mini games. delightful!

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making

altering the worst shorts ive ever seeeeeeeeen with a demure little two-inch side slit on both legs bc my thighs simply will not quit. mens shorts are so much better than womens shorts in nearly every way except for the catastrophic physical fit issues.

when i got ghosted by two different apartments on saturday i bought myself a spoon ring so chunky it makes my other chunky rings look positively delicate by comparison. not very comfy to drive in but fine to wear while tippy tappying on the spreadsheets

a girl i saw for one singular awful date in 2016 called my hands "coarse but honest" and i think about that every time my hands are in a photo. what did that even fucking MEAN, [REDACTED]?