yoo catie how is germany? what sights have you seen so far? hope you’re having a good time!!
It's only been like what, 10 days, and what can I say but: too much. Here's some recap :D
Kidding kidding, I'm having a lot of fun!! But my friends and I go out after class every day so we've just seen so many things and walked so much. There's too much to recap so I'll just try and talk about some particular fun things. I think I've liked the cathedrals most of all, there's a lot of really cool ones!! But Vienna is like, you'll turn the corner and whoops here's another gigantic, absolutely beautiful castle/building/statue!
I've eaten so much ice cream....my friend/roommate and I just keep getting it like every day. Literally yesterday, we ate ice cream 3x in 24 hours, it's a fun time. And so many pasteries and bread....I had 3 croissants this morning :D
Still I think the most fun was the amusement park we randomly went to. That's where the Kimi statue and Seb car pics that I posted were from!!(we're walking past and my friend just goes "is that fucking Kimi"????)We went on bumper cars and go-karts, and it was so fun but it felt so intense 😭 like slamming directly into each together and screaming. Great bonding activity tho :D
But omg funny that you ask about Germany. We were there for the wknd, and my two friends and I had the funniest experience. We were sitting in some random restaurant, and we look over and see these guys in lederhosen. And I'm trying to discreetly take a pic for my parents(bad ik sry) and the one guy acknowledged me 😭 but whatever. But then later they start pulling out these massive guns(Böllerschießen?) So my friends and I just keep looking over. And the guy waves at me, so my friend takes that as a cue to go ask him "we think you look so cool, can we take a photo with you?" And so they let us hold their guns and take a pic with them!!!!! So sickkkkkk, I still can't believe it actually happened !!
But the art I saw today which I was talking about is this one:
I WAS DYINGGGGGG!!!! THIS IS MY FAV PAINTING EVER AND I GOT TO SEE IT!!!!! It's so much bigger than I thought, I'm glad I even got to take a pic next to it! I bought a poster version and a pin, I'm quite happy!!!!!!
Also I ate this chocolate thing which is one of the best things I've ever eaten:
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Illicit Immorality…
Synopsis: Seems like turning to a life of crime was disapproved by your tutor, now there’s a price to pay for it. [Request, a sequel to my last fic if you may. ] (¯ ³¯)♡
Characters: Teacher! Al Haitham x Fem!Criminal! Reader.♡
Warnings: NSFW, interact at your own risk. [Includes: Previous Teacher x Student dynamic, Reader is aged 18+, bondage, degradation, male masturbation, edging, cockwarming.] [Please forgive me for the haitham brain rot, my poor brain flooded with him atm. ] (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ
It would be a crime not to remember you, his pretty little student who sat quietly at the back of his class, who excelled in all assignments which touched her hands, who he never expected to see in a run-down warehouse selling knowledge too forbidden for even Al Haitham himself to know.
Yes, it was the last place he expected to see you, sitting atop a crate whilst you surveyed all of the canned knowledge you obtained, by illegal means. He stood behind a rack of barrels, watching you pull each and every item from a dilapidated sack, smirking slightly to himself. Just five minutes left.
He recalled when he would slump in his office chair, thoughts of you and your provocative actions clouded his hazy mind as he guided his large, calloused hand up and down his thick cock, struggling to keep his groans from being unheard of. Surely you knew what effect you had on him back then?
To see you here now, so oblivious, so content with your crimes that Al Haitham was itching to punish you in ways you couldn’t even dream of. He thought he had taught you better than to do this, when you could do so many other things for him instead.
You continued to inspect the loot, transferring it all into the box to your left, humming unknowingly. You knew you shouldn’t let your guard down, after all you did have a client to tend to very soon. Barely audible footsteps, an exasperated sigh, then that familiar, baritone voice followed.
You quickly regretted turning to greet the once anonymous customer, the synthetic smile immediately wiped from your lips. His deep chuckle drew you from your trance, now merely a few feet away from you.
“Foolish girl.” Al Haitham mocked, watching your features merge into one of horror, perhaps even fear, “Did you really think you could get away so easily?” He continued, crossing his chiseled arms over his torso. His slow, almost teasing steps towards you didn’t help, you struggled to come up with a suitable defense.
Instead, you remained silent, gazing intensely at your past tutor with shame, his own eyes flicking from the items back to you. He continued to scrutinise the labels on the knowledge capsules, at times reading them out loud.
“Archeology and architecture? You’re pirating these objects for this?” Al Haitham critiqued, looking up, though the sight he was greeted with was not one of fury which he presumed. Instead, he was met with a timid glance. The same expression you wore in all his classes.
He hummed in consideration, seeing your shaky hands clasped in your lap. With another stride, he crouched down to your height, his turquoise irises filled with an indescribable emotion. Were you simply frightened of being caught out? Or was there something else you refused to admit?
“If it’s imprisonment which you’re so worried about, why don’t i make a deal with you, doll?” Al Haitham bargained, snaking his arms either side of you, his lips brushing against your neck. You shivered at his words, a futile attempt to stand your ground lost, an amused chuckle left his lips.
“Why don’t i get what i’ve wanted, and you can leave partially unscathed?” He offered once more, but the cryptic tone he always carried made it much more difficult to decipher his intentions. You sat still on the box, words caught in your throat.
“What…What do you mean.?” You hesitated, but those half lidded eyes of his was making it increasingly more challenging to concentrate on anything other than the arousal growing in your abdomen, squeezing your plush thighs together.
This exerted a displeased sigh from the Scribe, he placed a heavy hand on your thigh, the other cupping your jaw. A very poor execution of proving your innocence, he thought.
“You know exactly what i mean, don’t you do this for all your clients, princess?” Al Haitham ridiculed, that bitter language mixed with the false fondness of the petname making your condition a whole lot worse, “Unless you’re doing this on purpose.”
You’ve always known he had a tendency to be cold and deceptive, occasionally even ill-tempered, but not to this extent. He lifted you up with no trouble, sitting down himself and placing you on his lap. You withdrawed from his stare, feeling ashamed to be doing this now despite the numerous times you’ve longed for it.
Al Haitham latched onto your waist, quietly snickering as he pulled up your skirt, admiring the pretty shade of green your panties were whilst tracing lines upon the delicate fabric. Squirming and whining around in his lap from his touch did not aid his formed erection, for he gripped your hips tighter, leaving marks for sure.
“Stay still, i’m not accepting any obscene behaviour from you.” He commanded, you could feel his unmoving fixtation on you, feeling ashamed in his presence. Your hands covered your face as you leaned closer into the crook of his neck, inhaling the cologne he often wore.
A discontented noise of sorts left his lips, next the sound of rustling and your hands pulled behind your back. You gasped in realisation, seeing his belt no longer on his waist, but clasped around your wrists. Though you knew better than to thrash about in protest, this seemed more ideal than prison.
“Really, now you’re embarrassed? What happened to you wanting to repent? With your body nonetheless,” Al Haitham teased, continuing to ghost his thumb over your clit, broken pleads from the edging almost inaudible. He beckoned you closer so he could whisper in your ear, chuckling from your hesitance. “Whore.”
Archons, has he always been like this? You asked yourself. So reluctant to give you what you want despite your urgent pleas, or so sadistic to enjoy seeing you writhe in frustration as he pleasures himself directly in front of you?
He merely sat slouched, spreading his precum over his tip, almost tauntingly, as he shifted his hand up and down his dick, then placing his fingers in your mouth, compelling you to lick them clean.
And which you did, the Scribe groaned at your compliance, wondering how your mouth would do the same to his cock, yet that could come at a later, less desperate time. He supposed he could reward you temporarily, pushing your dampened panties to the side, scoffing at how pathetically you were whining now.
You whimpered in anticipation, growing more needy by the minute, latching onto Al Haitham’s biceps in an attempt to stabilise yourself whilst he lowered you down onto his dick, partially sobbing from the sensation of him stretching you out. You clenched tightly around him, eliciting a deep groan from him.
“Relax sweetheart.” He hummed, hilting himself fully inside of you, savouring your pleased moans as he bounced you on his cock. By now, he was certain that anybody outside the warehouse could hear the lewd noises you were making, seeing you being fucked so aggressively by the Scribe himself, eyes rolled back and mouth agape in hedonism.
Seeming pleased enough, Al Haitham firmed his grip, halting any movement from you, returning your discontented, almost confused glare. So now he’s teasing you?
“Now, explain to me what you’re doing here in the first place and i might let you have your way with me.”
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Headcanons for the early days of the deadly alliance
a second deadly alliance hc post has hit the hourglass......highly suggest u read my previous post about their past before reading this one!
FIRST IMPRESSIONS
shang tsung was surprised to see that damashi had found someone else to be apart of their scheme to take over the realms
he was a bit upset at first
does that mean i have to share the fruits of my labor? he thought to himself
quan chi, who was still kind of dazed by the whole stunt damashi pulled back in the mines, doesn't say much
he nods, quietly mumbles formalities and fumbles with his hands quite a lot
damashi tells shang they must work together in order to rule
shang was a bit baffled at the notion at first- the man before him who barely spoke and was covered in dirt and grime was supposed to help them somehow?
to which damashi gets a bit angry with shang, he explains the innate magic he possesses and his potential
"you would dare question me, shang tsung?"
immediately shuts down any protesting from him. damashi is his benefactor after all. surely he knows what's best for them
so fine. he'll try and work with the newcomer
the first few months did not go well AT ALL LMAO quan chi wasn't very talkative and he always practiced magic by himself
shang was always the one trying to initiate conversations and secretly observed the other sorcerer practicing
little did he know quan chi did the same
he's. still a bit nervous about approaching shang directly. since he was the later one to join and train under damashi's guidance he felt like his magic was subpar of shang's
he did appreciate the space shang gave him tho. he just needed some time by himself since now that he was out of the mines he was able to do whatever he wanted
day and night he would bury himself in books about all sorts of things, but he took a liking to architecture, biology and different kinds of magic- especially forbidden magic but he wasn't sure if he should be dabbling in that until damashi learnt about his interest in darker magic, that's when he started fully enabling him to practice netherrealm magic
it wasn't until sometime after that did quan chi ask shang for help for the first time
shang was more than happy to help to quan chi's surprise, he didn't think the other sorcerer would be as open as he would be atm
"it would benefit us to have a good relationship, quan chi. after all, any alliance that aids us with our plans is one worth having, is it not?"
he was glad that shang seemed to like him
he thought for the longest time just from first impressions that shang still disliked him, but they seem to be getting along well now
and this made quan chi willing to open up more to shang as well
happy days :)
the three of them were stationed at an abandoned outpost in a remote area, damashi would be the one helping them gather whatever they needed since he could shapeshift and he didn't want any of them to be under the rada
it wasn't anything fancy but they had what they needed
shang had a shitty little basement where he did his experiments, also where he kept syzoth in
quan chi didn't get to see the basement until shang decided to give him a tour. he had always wondered where shang was most of the time when it was mostly damashi who went outside
sure quan chi was shocked at first seeing all of shang's creations. but he wasn't one to judge
he knew shang came from awful conditions as well, they've both been mistreated by everyone around them so why couldn't they do the same?
plus the experiments intrigued him immensely
it was after shang showed him his basement did quan chi elaborately plan on building him a proper vivisection chamber
he wanted to show his gratitude somehow. along with damashi shang has also helped him a lot with practicing his magic
around the same time they had gotten insider info from damashi that the heir to the throne has tarkat
and with how skilled shang was at persuasion and sweet talking, they easily landed a place in outworld's court in no time with the promise of a suppressor/cure for the disease
they transferred their workspace to the laboratory that was provided to him, which was WAYY nicer than what they had before, just the look of it gave others a good impression of shang: a diligent scientist who was neat and efficient
with quan chi's architectural knowledge they built the vivisection chamber underneath the laboratory. shang planned out the whole facility and what he wanted to include while quan chi mainly did the construction since he was familiar with this kind of work, shang even created new specimens for a few extra hands
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Let's talk about Sonnet
For anyone who needs a refresher Sonnet is a project I'm working on to provide a peer to peer and end to end encrypted social media tool that will go FOSS once the prototype is done. The architecture for this project is extremely minimal and should remain so, just enough to negotiate WebRTC connections safely. The client itself is built using minimal JavaScript libraries to be light on whatever platform it's on. While the client is web based I plan to have apps on Android and iOS, as well as on desktop via React Native.
So that said let's talk about where we're at.
Major milestones:
Architecture for connection negotiation implemented
Basic posting interface implemented (including Markdown parsing, post sanitization, image addition and custom emoji syntax and parsing)
Here are some screenshots of that on Firefox mobile
Basic settings interface implemented (including themeing, username changing and custom emoji tool)
Here are some screenshots of this on desktop Firefox
Last here's screenshots of the Friends and Feed page (Feed/Blog are basically the same atm)
So that's about where we're at, it's functional, got a few kinks to iron out but I think we're quickly approaching prototype status
Next steps: bug hunting and end to end encryption
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something ive been thinking about.
ive been saying stuff like how FE has been very rooted in shinto buddhism, and ive more than on one occasion said Naga is basically walking shinto buddhism. i still maintain by this bc a lot of other small bits of what she says and does matches with how shinto buddhism operates.
but ive never talked much about sothis.
i kind of lack the specific knowledge atm to highlight the key difference to be talking about sothis, but. sothis is almost 99% not a shinto buddhist buddhism figurehead.
instead, shes most likely a tibetian buddhist one. shes dressed in a way that screams tibetian buddhist prayer flags:
there is nothing about ritual cleansing, nothing about her being the light to purify the darkness (very key thing in shinto buddhism), and overall just... whiffs when it comes to expectations of a Divine Dragon of the FE series
this is also why i think FE3H is the least Fire Emblem like game of the entire series.
Garreg Mach has also some similarities to tibetan monastery architecture. specifically, the Potala Palace:
mountainous and very straight, high walls.
something meta is going on here, but. i lack the braincells to figure it out rn
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