#i myself am still pretty baffled by how i got here

[hurricanes-art]

you'll never see it coming~!

#persona #persona 5 #p5 #ryuji sakamoto #ann takamaki #p5 protagonist #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #my art #i just finished watching rt's playthrough so in my head i keep thinking of the protag as johnny anime #which is. an ordeal. #the way i arranged this makes it look like ryujis straight up about to brain akira which isnt the intent but oh well #just imagine it like that meme pic of the snowball fight #to my followers: if i havent hit you with this total curve ball then congrats youre immune to being startled #i myself am still pretty baffled by how i got here #i couldnt help it this game has too much visual flare #its so pretty

[pluckyredhead]

so what did you not like about worlds finest teen titans? There were a lot of dropped plot threads and bits I expected Waid to develop more (Roy and Ollie conflict, Roy, Garth and Wally never resolved their sleepover argument, Karen's reaction at the con to nearly being unmasked, Wally's parents, ect) and also the queerbaiting with garth (and his eyes changing colour halfway through???) was annoying. I thought it was cute overall but maybe I'm not familiar enough with some of the characters?

I held on to this ask because I was going to reread the miniseries to answer you more accurately, and then I decided to not put myself through that, so...hopefully my memory is accurate lol.

(I should note before I get into it that none of my quibbles are with Emanuela Lupacchino's art. She's a treasure and we're thrilled that she's here.)

But yeah, you've put the nail on the head with a lot of it. It was just terribly paced, like Waid didn't know how many issues he had or something. Aside from all the dropped threads you mentioned, it felt like the main bad guys were...pretty much hastily introduced, or at least assembled, in #5? There didn't seem to be any kind of...well, point to this miniseries. There was no theme. There was nothing Waid was trying to say, as far as I could tell, except "Fuck Roy Harper." (Oh, we'll get to that.) It wasn't an origin story for the team. It wasn't about adolescence or coming of age or learning who you are, except maybe a little bit for Garth. It was just...there.

And I want to be clear here: Mark Waid is one of my favorite comic book writers of all time. When he hits, he hits. The regular World's Finest book and his Shazam are wonderful. I just think this wasn't the right match of writer/characters, because he didn't handle these very well. Taking them one by one:

Dick: DC is fully in their "Dick the unbearable Mary Sue" era and this book is no exception. If I never see another comic where a whole team of experienced superheroes with major league powers and training stands around like incompetent jackasses until a Bat comes along and tells them what to do, it'll be too soon. I'm here to read about an ensemble book where everyone is a three-dimensional character, not The World's Most Perfect Boy and his loser sidekicks. Not only is it unfair to everyone else in the cast, it's doing a disservice to Dick, who is a much more interesting character than this book (or Tom Taylor, ahem) gives him credit for.

(There's also something very weird and inconsistent Waid is doing across his books with Dick - WF, WFTT, and BvR - where sometimes he's throwing a tantrum because he doesn't get to be a circus star with everyone looking at him all the time, and sometimes he's screaming at Roy for filming them, and both feel utterly arbitrary to me as well as contradictory.)

Donna: Donna's characterization in this was just...bizarre. I was a little worried about how Waid would handle her, since he has a tendency to turn more quote unquote "wholesome" female characters into the Mom Friend (see: his Champions run, where he tries to get away with it by having Kamala announce that she's not going to be the Mom Friend because she's the only girl on the team...and then immediately becoming the Mom Friend), and Donna's already very much a Mom Friend, and I didn't know what Mom Friend Squared would look like. But instead he went for this...Manic Pixie Nightmare Girl approach? Where she's really into bungee jumping and monster trucks? I'm not offended by it, it's just so utterly random. This isn't who Donna is? It's never been who she is? Baffling.

I am offended (I mean, mildly, but still) by the fact that she and Garth are shoehorned together in this. He's the only boy on the team she's never been romantically linked to, even in dreams/hallucinations/whatever, so completing the set feels very much like Donna's only narrative worth is in being a love interest, which...gross.

Garth: Garth probably got the best treatment of the bunch, to be honest. He was in character as the shy little weirdo he was in the Silver Age and in pretty much every flashback we've ever seen. He's smart and perceptive and bad at saying what he wants and generous towards those who have hurt him, all of which is very Garth. I have no complaints about him except the weird queerbaiting, and I'm not blaming Waid for that because from what I understand, solicits are written by editorial working off of a pitch, potentially before the comic is even written, so who knows what happened there? It might have been a stupid joke that didn't land, it might have been a story that was pitched and then a higher up vetoed it, it might have been a story Waid was going to write and then changed his mind. I'm not going to say it's his fault when I have no idea if that's true. Otherwise, I think he handled Garth well.

Wally: Wally was another one where I was just like ??? the whole time. He didn't feel like Wally, he felt like Bart. But, like, fanon's innocent child version of Bart and not the actual canon character, who has a lot more backbone. Why is he hero worshipping Dick like that? Why is he so docile? What was up with that weird line where Dick's like "you're the youngest?" Yes, historically Dick had already dropped out of college while Wally was still in high school, but otherwise they've always been portrayed as the same age. And if it's a reference to debut year, Donna's the youngest. It's such a random throwaway line dumped in at the very end for...why? Confusing me personally?

The worst, though, was whatever the hell was going on with Wally's parents. Wally's parents are not an idyllic suburban couple! They are not the Kents! Rudy West is only not classified as a supervillain because he doesn't have a costume! Even if he hadn't tried to kill Mary, sold the Earth out to alien robots, faked his own death, or run a deadly labor camp for children at this point in the timeline, he definitely hit Wally and, uh, poisoned Wally's Little League coach. I don't think Mary is as bad as some of fandom does, but she's certainly a difficult person. Wally was desperately unhappy at home as a child, which is why he latched on so hard to Barry and Iris. And Waid knows this, because he wrote a lot of that canon. If it's a retcon, it's such a strange, pointless one that makes all of them a lot less interesting. Just baffling.

Karen: I think it was a very smart choice to add Karen to the founding roster and make the team slightly more gender-balanced and not all-white. It's kind of a wasted choice, though, when she's so aggressively sidelined. All she does in this book is hang around with Mal and the support staff. She isn't looped into any of the major emotional conflicts - Garth and Donna, Dick and Roy, Roy and Wally and Garth. She's not treated as a headliner in the same way the others are, and that really sucks.

Roy: Hoo boy.

When Waid was announced as the writer of Batman vs. Robin, I was worried, because I had a feeling he didn't like Damian. I couldn't put my finger on why, it was just a feeling I had. And boy howdy, was I proved right! Damian is treated like shit in that book.

I had the same feeling with this book and Roy, and...let's just say I'm two for two, okay?

Here's the thing. I'm okay with Roy being written as kind of shitty, especially during his period of his life. Teen Titans: Year One writes him as an utter fuckboy, and I love that comic. The Mal and Karen issue of The Other History of the DC Universe retells the Bronze Age Titans era from their perspective, and it pulls absolutely no punches regarding Roy being, well, kind of an asshole...and it's right to do so, because it's drawing very directly from those 1970s comics, and he was often awful in those.

But Waid writes him as a generic 80s movie villain. He's a human popped collar. He's a stereotype of a bully. My problem isn't that I need him to never do anything wrong, it's that nothing in this book is specific to Roy, his history, or his established personality.

For instance, all of his bragging about how much money he has? He comes off like a kid who was born into wealth and has never known anything else, but that isn't true. He was at best middle class before Ollie, probably more likely working class given the economic situation on most reservations - but there's no indication that he's responding specifically to that shift in circumstances. He's just, like, Draco Malfoy with arrows. Also, Dick has a nearly identical history but none of the same issues. He even says "Roy and I have the same background but he sucks." Why is one of them a perfect angel untouched by filthy lucre, and the other is Bradley Uppercrust III?

And then there's the subplot with Ollie neglecting Roy, which fizzled out to a real wet fart of a resolution. But honestly, at no point did I know where Waid was going with that, because...well, if you know Roy's history, you know Ollie neglecting him is what leads directly to Roy getting into drugs. And like...first of all, the timeline here is off, because historically Ollie didn't ditch Roy until after he lost his money, and he still has it here. (How interesting would it have been to have Roy pretending he was still rich in addition to pretending Ollie was around?) But also, this comic ends on an "and now everything is fine!" note, but it isn't! It really, really isn't. So Ollie showing up at the end and being like "I'm here for you, buddy" doesn't ring true, because he is demonstrably not in this very comic, and we also know he won't be in the future. And Roy getting what he wants doesn't feel like a satisfying resolution either because we don't actually get to see changed behavior from him, and again, we know this won't last. (Again, TT:YO handles this dynamic very well, where we see that Ollie is an affectionate but negligent guardian who Roy is learning some very bad habits from.)

And to top it off, constantly contrasting Terrible Roy to Virtuous Dick and simultaneously pretending that Ollie was at this point a responsible guardian has the (I hope unintentional) effect of implying that Roy will eventually become an addict because he's just a bad and weak person, instead of a struggling teen who needed support and didn't get it. I would have actually preferred a story that hinted at the beginning of Roy's addiction and how he hides it from the Titans, because we've never had that story told in comics, but I don't think Waid's the one to write it. Instead we get a conflict that's out of character for Roy, a resolution that doesn't feel at all earned, and the looming threat of Roy's immediate future which Waid refuses to address.

In conclusion, this book was a mess, and you should all read Teen Titans: Year One instead.

#meta #teen titans #dick grayson #robin #donna troy #wonder girl #garth #aqualad #wally west #kid flash #karen beecher #bumblebee #roy harper #speedy

[waters-and-the-wilde]

so the thing I love about that bit in Shadows on the Ship. the fact that Jet clocks their couples' therapy as 'the poetry you write for each other' totally makes sense considering. juno 'broody monologues' steel, and peter 'i am most comfortable expressing myself by being dramatic’ ransom glass ‘my Wound still Throbs when’t Rains you Brute‘ nureyev dipping into some rhythmic if not straight up iambic cadence when he's Doing A Bit

RELATEDLY. i think they're talking about their feelings significantly more than they're having sex. are they doing it effectively? dEBAtabLE but they are trynig. (nothing particularly explicit here this is mostly cut for length but that's the general theme of it)

the fact that Juno gets flustered and Nureyev is like 'lol damn right' whenever the their relationship comes up suggests (to me! because i think it would be funny!) that everyone else thinks they're going at it every chance they get when it's really more like 50 percent cuddling and naps and 40 percent making stupid jokes and heckling each other's poor breakfast decisions and getting distracted by talking about their special interests and whatever else passes for their couple's therapy/poetry sessions and they're only going at it in the remaining 10 percent that they get the time and energy and privacy for it

so post Cyberbots when they've got the ship back up and Juno's like 'uh hey. so the big guy recently said something about how we've been 'inconsiderate neighbors' and he wants us to keep it down', Nureyev is. genuinely baffled??

because first of all Nureyev does actually possess at least one (1) situational awareness, he also values his own privacy and is overall fairly conflict avoidant with their family, and he recognizes that Juno is very flustered by the whole 'having housemates who tease him about his boyfriend' thing. so Nureyev might not feel shy about their relationship but he's perfectly capable of being discreet, with the result being that he at least has thought this through

and then Juno's like 'he said something about poetry. and I'm uh pretty sure he meant the. um. you know. talkingaboutfeelingsstuff'

'ohhhh well that makes more sense. oh and we did have that one conversation before the Blade job that went until three in the morning. you'd had an awful lot of coffee that day.'

'yeah and you got really excited about Venusian opera traditions'

'it's not my fault the president of Venus is apparently a walking pastiche. oh well i'm glad jet said something. we'll get him some of that loose-leaf tea for his stash as an apology. and keep a closer eye on quiet hours shall we'

'UGH fine i GUESS'

- the thing is when they're not an item, juno's not exactly getting flustered about his sex life considering he's touchy about fuckety everything else. mick and sasha have no qualms about heckling him about his taste in guys and he doesn't get pissy about it. alessandra punches him for trying to pull a humphrey bogart and he's like 'not my usual thing but hey', he and valles vicky wake up in the same bed and make icky faces at each other and move on, ramses is like 'did i say your apartment' and juno's like 'ughh it's too early for your bullshit'

- he gets flustered about Nureyev bc he has actual feelings about nureyev

- in embrace of ice he does say they spent a lot of that year being busy and tired and traumatized and in their heads a lot after rebuilding from that extremely fraught reunion, but those comments in Shadows did indicate that they were putting the work in and i think it left plenty of room for 'hashing out their communication styles and figuring out How They Work in the present' while still acknowledging that they hadn't really worked their way up to talking about their pasts

- and it just seems like every time someone alludes to their sex life, the incident in question is both more innocuous and considerably more private, and if anything Juno getting Weird and Pitchy over an innuendo would make a really convenient smokescreen to hide something he actually Feels Weird About

'you two are going to be very busy tonight' [what NO we do Not Need This Right Now oh my god Buddy he's upset with me leave him alone] *gets defensive, coffee everywhere* meanwhile Nureyev's like *be cool act smug yes Captain very droll*

'we already delayed for your private celebration' [jeez we only talked! and there was crying involved! and then we were tired and fell asleep!] *gets defensive* meanwhile Nureyev's like *be cool act smug we were definitely doing what you think we were doing and not crying at all*

'this is true i have heard it many times' [like hell you have? we haven't even been at it that much? and i'm pretty sure he only makes a move when he knows you're in the garage and going to be there for a while?] 'okay NOT what I MEANT' okay honey Jet doesn't even do innuendo (although he absolutely would mess with juno by setting him up for thinking it is one while still intending the straightforward meaning)

- but otherwise the complaints/comments they get about their pda are about being mushy and kissy but in a 'urgh they're mushy and kissy' not 'send them to horny jail' way

- further headcanons not necessarily bothering with citations in the text:

- the carte blanche has a rule about private activities in private spaces. juno and nureyev have never actually broken that rule. buddy and vespa definitely have.

- i'm pretty here for some flavor of demi/grey-ace nureyev. his attraction to Juno hinging inherently on feelings of trust. catching feelings right off the fucking bat because those prerequisites for attraction were revealed and fulfilled really fast. being really really into Juno but liking sex as an expression of that intimacy and a way of showing how he cares for him, no more or less than being mushy and kissy or giving him little enrichment puzzles to get out of bed and spend time with their family

- he's not above illicit smooch cruises for thrills and giggles but given a preference doesn’t really go in for actually getting off in places that aren’t beds in rooms with locking doors

- also they made out in the garage one (1) time and then jet showed up and stealth-checked them, startled juno into headbutting nureyev in the chin and giving him a split lip. which nureyev thought was funny and took completely in stride but juno felt bad about it and reminded him every time nureyev tried to egg him into smooching in places they shouldn’t.

- and eventually he pulled the ‘what if we get carried away and I say your real name in a part of the ship where somebody could overhear it’ card and nureyev went ‘alright point taken’ (and he does think it's sweet that juno's trying to look after him like that)

- i don't think juno inherently has hang-ups about being caught in flagrante but somebody and i cannot for the life of me remember whomst now recently made a post to the effect of 'if rita found out he was kissing boys she would scream and he already has a headache' and you know what. yeah i think that about sums it up

- but never mind finding out Nureyev's name because Juno yelled it in bed, it's a goddamn miracle that Jet didn't overhear it on any of the numerous occasions that Juno yelled it in frustration because Nureyev was winding him up during their couples' therapy

- anyway tune in next time for 'also i think Buddy and Vespa are having significantly more sex than everybody else is aware of and you know what good for them'

#good evening i am Contending With The Unease today and went digging through the draft box hoping to extract one (1) serotonin #the penumbra podcast #tpp #juno steel #peter nureyev #jupeter #i love my gay space crimes family #it’s real hiatus hours lads #i think i've alluded to this before but my thoughts on this are Extensive #im ace and i think im funny

[deadsnothere]

I wanna be dirty!

Synopsis - After a case went a bit south, Lockwood came home and got bandaged up by Alias on his bed. While somehow moving to the subject of their sex lives, leading to something more. Also known as A song fic from the rocky horror show song -

Touch-a, Touch-a Touch me.

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“I was feeling done in…couldn't win.”

I sighed softly while cleaning Anthony's wounds, sat on his bed. He’d gotten hurt while on a case and came back to the house with it not bandaged up, So I was bandaging his scrapes and bruises. He honestly looked kind of hot. His white button up was open, his belt was unbuckled and his hair was messed up. All while he was hot and sweaty. God what i’d do for this man to rai-

-Back on track! How we got to the subject of my sex life, I'm not sure but here we are. “I’d only ever kissed before.” this still baffles me, I mean i'm sat here talking to Lockwood of all people about my sex life! The one I barely have- but he’s still intently listening either way. “I thought there's no use getting…into heavy petting.” I just shrugged my shoulders. ‘Why is his hand getting close to my chest? WHY AM I THE ONE MOVING IT CLOSER-’ I pulled it away, blinking almost like I'd woken up from a daze. His face looked as if it were bright red, but he didn't move his hand away, until I moved it myself. Is he enjoying this?

“It only leads to trouble and…seat wetting.” I put the cap on the alcohol, and put the bandages up. God, Anthony's stare is killing me, he's looking at me like a lost puppy with his wide eyes and pretty face, boring into my skin, sending a chill down my back. "Now all I want to know.” I placed a hand on his shoulder, unbuttoning the top button of my shirt. His hands reached up to undo the rest. “Is how to go. I've tasted blood and I want more.” Anthony slowly unbuttoned my entire shirt, I let him push the cotton material off my shoulders. I took my hand off his shoulder, lifting my skirt up to tease him. “I'll put up no resistance.” He grabbed my hands, placing my forearms on his shoulders pulling me closer.

“I want to stay the distance.” He grabbed my hips, pulling at the band of my skirt. “I've got an itch to scratch. I need assistance!” I pulled him into me slowly, his hands moved to grip on his bed sheets, Almost not able to look away. “Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch-a Touch me!” He moved back in his bed, eyes mesmerized by my body. He waved for me to move with him and pulled me up to be face to face. I whispered in his ear. “I wanna be dirty.” Anthony's face was bright red as I moved down on his body, leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, shoulder, and chest all the way until I got to his happy trail. “Thrill me, Chill me, Fulfill me!”

“A-Alias..I never thought you would- be this bold.” I giggled softly pulling at his belt. “Well just give me the word and i’ll stop-” Anthony almost jumped to say, “No!- No god, please don't stop.” I let myself giggle, before finally pulling his belt off. “Now if anything grows.” I trailed a finger across his tented pants, a smile growing when he jerked from the small, sudden contact. “While you pose.” I mocked him by doing his stupid smirk, making him laugh at me. “I’ll oil you up and rub you down..” I pulled the zipper of his pants down in one swift motion. God, he is hot.

“and that's just one small fraction of the main attraction.” Slowly I crawled forwards at head level again, while using my right hand to unbutton Anthony's pants. “You need a friendly hand?” I pushed myself up, now stood on both knees towering over him. He moved with me sitting up to be able to see me better. Grabbing both of his hands in mine, “Ohh, I need action!” I placed them on my tits, still in my bra, giggling when Anthony's eyes grew wide, a smile coming soon after. “Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch me!” I definitely sounded more desperate. The feeling of his hands was amazing. I've been dreaming this night. He used his hands to play with my tits, squishing them together, squeezing them in his hands, once again mesmerized by my body. “I wanna be dirty!” I pushed him down on the bed laughing when he made an ‘omph!’ sound.

I lowered my head to kiss his neck, this time leaving a few hickeys. My hands pulled down his pants, then his boxers. Him lifting his hips to help me. Crawling backwards I landed on the floor. When Anthony sat up he was already in the perfect position. sitting on my knees, I pulled his pants and boxers off all the way. Taking the tip of his cock into my mouth, coating it in my spit and popping off of it once more. “I'm not going to be the best at this..” He laughed at my nervousness. “Don't laugh at me-!”

He cut me off by cradling my face in his hands, and slowly pushing my head down onto his cock. “don't worry just let me guide you.” he whispered out in a husky tone, pushing my head in rhythm. I opened my throat the best i could trying to relax, his hips buck into my mouth, quietly groaning. The closer he got to cumming the faster his pace went, I could feel the hand prints that were going to be left on my face after he was done with me.

“Swallow.” IS THAT THE ONLY WARNING I GET- Suddenly I felt a hot liquid go down my throat, only having to swallow the bit that landed in my mouth during Anthony’s last thrust. He was quick to pull out of my mouth, leaning down to kiss my cheeks softly, while running his hands through my hair. “You did so good taking me, darling. So good.” I stood up quickly, almost falling from dizziness due to the speed of my movement. Steadying myself, I sat on Anthony's lap, Kissing at his neck and grinding my hips down creating friction. he pushed my head away and instead went to leave hickeys on my neck. “Use your words darling, what do you want?” – “I want to have my way with you.” His eyes widened when I so desperately asked for his body.

“I’ll do anything you please. Suck your cock again, fuck myself on your fingers, Just please give me something.” Every word left him more and more speechless. “I-”

He didn't speak for a few seconds, simply laying himself down and drawing my hips up. “Sit on my face, I’ll give you the best orgasm you've ever felt.” I moved without thinking, pulling down my panties, crawling forwards to him, almost nervous to have my cunt so close to his face. He hooked his arms around my thighs pulling me down to sit on his face. “Oh shit!” I gasped in surprise, shuttering when his tongue came to lick and suck at my clit. God, it made a chill go down my back. His tongue pushed into my cunt in one quick motion, he was using his arms to guide my hips on his tongue making this feeling absolutely perfect. Slowly a coil started to form in my stomach, and unlike its building it quickly broke.

when I moved away from his face he was covered in my cum, using his hands to wipe and lick it off his fingers. “You taste so good.” I knew he was lying, Cum tasted horrible I should know. But the way he absolutely devoured what was on his fingers, like he was having his last meal before the electric chair, I almost believed him. We both laid on his bed for a minute, before I finally got up and went to the bathroom, coming back out with a towel and wet washcloth. Anthony is now sitting back with his back to his head board. He took it from me as soon as I got to bed. Wiping his mouth off first, and then focusing on me purely.

“I can't get enough of you.” Anthony kissed my cheek. It was quiet while he cleaned us both off. Neither of us wanted to whisk the comforting silence away. Until he finally spoke up. “What does this make us now?” I shrugged my shoulders letting him lean his chin on my stomach, looking up at me. “What do you want to be Lockwood?” He grinned at me with his megawatt smile. “Well if you're going to be my girlfriend I don't think you should call me Lockwood. I much prefer Anthony from you.” “Well Anthony, I like that as well.”

The next thing I knew I was holding his head in my arms falling fastly asleep, content in where the night took us.

–

“So we're murdering them when they wake up right?” Lucy nodded along with George who was making tea in the kitchen. “It's either murder or they get us noise canceling headphones.” He agreed, laughing turning into the fake crying.

If this is bad I'm sorry, Anyways- this is basically a test before I write part 2 of the café fic- Because im scared it won't be well and ya'll will be disappointed :D SO PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK!!

#anthony lockwood x reader #lockwood and co #lockwood x reader #anthony lockwood #lockwood and co dr #lockwood and co x reader #mentions #lucy carlyle #george karim #pls get these two noise canceling headphones!!! #speak ali!! #anthony bloody lockwood #anthony lockwood x oc #x oc #x reader #smut prompts #rocky horror show #toucha toucha toucha touch me! #anthony lockwood x you #anthony lockwood x reader smut #anthony lockwood smut #the chronicles of alias forman #reader has a name

[faithfromanewperspective]

gotta say it now bc i've been spending so much time in the 5sos fandom where we're all super protective of our creators: I know supporting an author isn't the same. I know cassie doesn't put herself out there in the same way as zillennial musicians. and I know there are things people in the fandom disagree with her on and I'm not here to minimise that.

but everywhere I interact with the fandom and it's been like this for years now, jokes and things about how old we'll be when the series is finished and yeah it's funny to some extent but as someone who knows what pressure to create does to me, who knows how much it dries my creativity, she's on tumblr. she's seeing some of this. and we gotta tow this line and be careful: careful as to how we're treating her and also careful for the sake of fans ourselves--we don't want to be acting in ways that incidentally result in content being delayed and lower quality because she's been burnt out for ages and we're just giving so much pressure to read twp, read tbvotd and read whatever else she'll doubtless come up with after because she loves the shadowhunters world, she always ends up writing more for it even when she says she won't. and aren't we lucky for that? we love the tsc universe. and if we're old by the time it's all finished, that's the result of her loving this universe she created so much that she just kept writing for it. it's a blessing.

and maybe i sound like an aussie who grew up under a rock in the middle of the bush (which I am) saying this but. when my only queer representation was a singular jacqueline wilson book until i was 14 and read malec's story in tmi, when i've never seen another author portray such a diverse range of realistic neurodivergent characters, when i'm a half white poc with grandparents from borneo which is partially in indonesia and magnus is indonesian, I do find in myself some appreciation for her: the author who created a world of characters I see myself in and I do hope she's okay and I want her to recover from burnout, I know how much it sucks, and it still kinda baffles me how she'll share bits and pieces of her mental health experiences (and she's my parents' age!! and a lot more emotionally aware than most gen x's I know which I so appreciate) and we don't, largely, as a fandom, seem to care. like i get we're in a fandom for the characters and stories she created not her, herself, but like ???

I love seeing the artist behind the art they create. I love it when they're human and imperfect and yet we can still see the good in them that they put out to impact the world with, a legacy, and when we see their imperfections and we can acknowledge this all together, acknowledge and come together for the fans who have been hurt by these mistakes, oversights, harmful views, that are mixed in with the good. and I love it when we can still come together after this and be like, I support this creator, I want them to be okay, I want them to keep discovering love and I want to see it in their writing. and this I don't think should only apply to conventionally attractive twentysomething men who sing! maybe i'm biased in the observation that it is usually where I see the most artist support. or maybe it's actually a trend and as feminists, as people who see our dignity in more than being fuckable and more than being Perfect Leaders, we can do better.

and so i don't care when the wicked powers come out. i'll have finished my masters' degree before I finish that book series and hear the rest of kit and ty's story i started reading in high school. but that's okay. if that's what it takes to get a good story. i don't care when we get the final tec book, even though i've got two copies of the other two on my bookcase and don't know if the cover art will even be the same when the third one comes out. because we love pretty timely things but we're not owed them. and I have to say, this isn't completely true. I do care. I do want to know. I do want to experience that joy. but much more than that I want cassie to write at her own pace and I want her to enjoy it and I want her to keep discovering her own creativity and the proof is honestly in the pudding that every artist I've seen decide to do things at their own rate has ended up way more productive than before they decided that. and artists are people after all. it's what makes their art so good and forms the basis for the fandoms we're in. so I hope she knows it's okay to take her time.

#cassandra clare #tsc #tmi #tid #tda #twp #tec #the wicked powers #tlh #kit herondale #ty blackthorn #again. i really don't want to say 'she's perfect and can never hurt people' #but the point of this is that she still deserves to have freedom over her schedule and we can do our part by not being demanding to the #extent that we forget that she's human. that she's poured so much of herself into the characters and worlds she's made and she deserves to #keep looking after herself even when that means we don't get what we want as soon as we want it. we can be a loyal fandom

[blueluneacy]

its time for my yearly post, real

ive been thinkin about dottore genshin impact lately. hes so silly :) did more of a horror aspect bc i like horror??? idk if youve been around long enough youll notice my slow descent into more horror based writings. but its ok, i like it!

on one hand you might be able to consider this yandere. on the other i think this is just how il dottore is in my mind. just a little creep. i wonder if hes single

tw: manipulation, blackmail, implied human experimentation

You were nothing to him. 

In some way or another, you knew that. You knew that you were lowly in comparison to him. You were a student, barely half way into a thesis while he was well… It’s hard to define what he was. An outcast, but a genius. Something out of your grasp, intangible and arcane. Maybe that’s what originally got you interested. You’re a student after all, driven by curiosity and a need for knowledge. Perhaps he liked that about you too. 

It was also that which was forbidden that intrigued you. That which you had seen scholars go mad for, he held in the palm of his hand. Things that you knew that were forbidden were always so delicious, weren’t they? You indulged in them, in what he could give you. It’s not as thought you didn’t give what you could in return, but really, what could you give a man whose power rivaled the gods? You should’ve known better. Your tutors, your peers, everyone could’ve warned you, did warn you, but you chose not to listen. 

After all, he did tell you that this version of himself was the most selfish. 

Perhaps then it wasn’t strange that you never saw what happened next coming. When he told you that it was time to leave Sumeru, you were shocked, almost baffled at the proposal. 

“I can’t just leave everything. I’m still working on my thesis, my friends are here, I still have things to do here.” You told him, as if your words would do you any good. He merely smiled at you, shaking his head as if your points were silly, meaningless. 

“I think you’ll find your research coming to a halt very soon regardless of if you leave or not. It seems that some restructuring will begin to take place here very shortly. It would be best if you were to leave, while you still had your dignity intact.” He always made himself sound so… Reasonable. It was something you once admired about him, but now, it was grating on your nerves. How easily he tossed aside your concerns. Had he always done that, trivialized the words you were saying like this?

“I can’t just give it all up. I’d hate myself if I did that. You should already know, that’s not the type of person I am. This is my life’s work.” You told him, immediately turning your back to him. He only gave you a small chuckle, shaking his head. 

“Oh please. It was an average thesis that’s frankly, derivative and uninteresting. Not to mention your advisor is about to lose his job. You don’t really think it’s worth it just to work 10 more years on something new once the dust settles, do you?” He made broad steps to close the distance between the two of you, leaning over your shoulder. You had always known that the man was much larger than you, but it was the first time you noticed that it made you nervous. Perhaps that was the first time you acknowledged him for what he really was. Not as a friend or a lover, but as the Doctor, a powerful, dangerous man. 

“Even so, I’m a student here at the Akademiya. I can’t pick up and leave just because you told me to. The answer is no.” You had to firm with him. If you weren’t, if you just went with him, you had a feeling that you would end up as nothing but a puppet, a pretty doll to look at for the rest of your life. What a shame that you hadn’t realized such a fact before it was too late. 

“Is that so?” He seemed more amused than he was angry. You winced as he leaned against you from behind, draping his arms over your shoulder in a way that he perhaps meant to be affectionate but felt more imprisoning with his inhuman strength. He leaned down to whisper in your ear. You shuddered as you felt his breath against you , a pit of fear forming in your stomach that threatened to come out as a scream. 

“And what are your plans as to what happens next? I’m sure that everyone would love to know how interested you’ve been with the things I’ve taught you these past few months. How interested you’ve been in that which you knew to be forbidden.” You froze at his words. Was… That his plan all along? To lure you in, and then blackmail you into never leaving? “Do you really think you could just get away with a slap on the wrist for this? Something as horrid as this, well, I doubt there would be must hesitation to sign your expulsion papers.”

“You… Why? Why are you doing this? Why me?” You could’ve help but let your questions tumble out of your mouth. You felt betrayed, but why? Shouldn’t you have always known the nature of this man? How he takes and takes, giving nothing in return. How absolutely foolish.

“Ah, look at that expression! How fascinating. I wonder, what else could I do to induce these emotions in you? Such lovely features being distorted with such despair…”  He cooed, running his hand over your cheek to wipe away a tear. When did you start crying? You reached up to feel your own tears, attempting to brush the Doctor’s hand away at the same time. 

“We’ll have plenty of time to look at more of your reactions once we reach home. I look forward to our continued work together once we reach Snezhnaya.” As his words reached your ears, you finally broke out of your fog, pulling away from the Doctor. You backed up a bit, but he so easily seemed to just step forward once more, not giving you any space. 

“I don’t care. Even if I become an outcast, I’ll bare with it. I… I can *redeem* myself, I won’t just let you take me away to some lab in a bunker somewhere to do who knows what to me!” You shuddered as thoughts raced through your mind of what might happen. Of how he might cut you open, the fluids he could pour into your body, the *agony* he could cause for you only to stitch you back together. You knew of the consequences though. Why are you so surprised when the chickens come home to roost?

For his part, the Doctor only laughed, leaning down and grabbing you by the chin. His grip was hard, and in the back of your mind you wondered if bruises would form later. He forced you to look up at him, examining your expression with a sort of cold clinical air that you should’ve been used to with him by now. 

“Oh, my dear… You act as though you ever really had a choice.” 

Despite your best attempts, the dam finally broke, and you let out a scream as the horror of the man in front of you finally set in. You thrashed, squirmed, cried, begged, pleaded, did anything you could think of to try and escape this, this agonizing situation that you only had yourself to blame for. 

And for his part, all the Doctor did was laugh. 

#mine #writing #genshin x reader #dottore x reader #my writing #yandere x reader

[misscrawfords]

Watched Bridgerton with a bit too much wine and a new cross-stitch. Immediate thoughts:

highly watchable. Four hours sped by. Whatever else it might be, it's a very addictive, winning formula. Liked it much more than I anticipated despite feeling that a) Penelope's unrequited friends-to-lovers fantasy is going to hit me very hard and b) Colin Bridgerton is not attractive and never will be.

Francesca Francesca Francesca!!! I don't remember much about her book and from the trailers/promo pics didn't think much of the new actress but I am now obsessed with Francesca. Adore her being autistic coded with a music special interest. Adore that for her. Adore the music. Absolutely everything. She's my girl!!!!!! Love her being silent with John. I'm so sad knowing what happens but I want this for her. I cant stop thinking about how he listened to her info dump about that violinist and then got the damn piece transcribed for her to play. I mean. Listen. My hear, you guys, my heart. I don't care about anything or anyone else!

Penelope's glow-up is awesome.

Love Alice and Will Mondrich. Again, did not see this coming but finding their storyline pretty cool.

Love that we get more Hyacinth. She's my favourite Bridgerton because when I read her book I related to her so hard I had some kind of life crisis, so the fact she has more to do and is growing up just fills me with joy.

Weirdly love the Featheringtons and the very bizarre inheritance/pregnancy plot. The girls don't know what sex is and neither do their loser husbands? The whole thing is so utterly off the wall, it's compelling! Their S02 plot was so dull but I'm finding this completely bonkers and compelling. Maybe it's the wine?

Cressida and Eloise??!!! Like, Cressida is ticking all my "mean rich bitch with unexpected trauma and hidden depths" box and I hate myself for it but there we go. Here for it. I hope she isn't completely villainised.

Eloise's development baffles me. I hate that she's all "I'm not like other girls" with the sewing and she seems to veer towards learning that maybe she can get on with girls and change and then she's dragged back into her insufferable superiority. And how is the character who is written like this supposed to end up as the stepmum to Marina Crane's children vegetating in the countryside? It does not make sense at all for show!Eloise. Actually the only thing that makes sense is to make her a lesbian, or at least bi, which would be in keeping with her "I don't fit in/I'm different" narrative. Otherwise... what? ngl I want Cressida/Eloise fanfic and I did not think that would be my takeaway from this show when I woke up today.

Colin is just not sexy. He's not sexy, he has an unsexy name (4th on my ranking of "how sexy are the Bridgerton boys' names" btw: 1 is Benedict obv - top tier sexy name; 2 is Anthony - mid-level but clearly worked for Cleopatra, has definite potential in the right circumstances; 3 is Gregory - not sexy especially if abbreviated but could work with a lot of effort in a particularly charming individual but Colin? Nope. Can you imagine screaming "COLIN!" in the heights of passion? No, didn't think so.) And I just don't buy him as a character. Why must maturity and new-found confidence equal having threesomes? He lacks coherency to me. Oh well. I don't hate him but I would take John Stirling's silence and top tier gift giving or Lord Debling's honesty, kindness, and dedicated to real interests over his... whatever it is is Colin has... any day.

Penelope's glow-up is great and she looks hot af and I'm here for it and her arc is certainly compelling but it's actually... not the most compelling part of the show for me. Whoops!

The dig about embroidery was very unnecessary.

Don't know what Benedict is doing in this plot but he's still very entertaining and has more character than Colin.

Yeah. I enjoyed it way more than expected and I only feel mildly heartbroken about the whole friends-to-lovers thing but that's probably the wine. Part 2 is released on my birthday so happy birthday to me, I guess!!

#bridgerton #bridgerton spoilers #spoilers

[wildflower-otome]

[Translation] Code Realize: Wintertide Miracles - Herlock Sholmes Short Story

Source: Code Realize Wintertide Miracles Switch Stellaworth Booklet Scan Credit: Kou

We had returned to London after quite some time away.

While my lover Sholmes and I were in the middle of a date—.

'—Oh-'

The sound of something snapping echoed along with the sound of his voice.

 Wondering what had happened, I turned towards Sholmes—.

‘Oh? Since when did you start wearing your hair down…..?’

Sholmes’s hair, which was usually tied up, had completely come undone.

Seeing his hair look unexpectedly different, Sholmes laughed as if not sure what to do.

‘Ah, no, I didn’t let it down myself. It would appear that the tie holding it up has snapped.’

As he explained, Sholmes touched his hair as if restless.

Similarly, apart from when it was time to sleep or after he had just come out of the bath, I never saw his hair this way either, so it was a strange feeling for me too.

‘If it makes you uncomfortable, should we buy a hair tie from a shop somewhere?’

‘…..No, I’ve got spares at the office. Let’s continue our date. I could not bear to have my time with you wasted on something that is just for my convenience.’

‘Heheh. You don’t need to worry so much about something like that.’

As he smiled and put his arm through mine, I drew as close to him as I could without it becoming difficult to walk.

And when I did, Sholmes’s free flowing hair touched my cheek.

‘Seeing it like this…..your hair really is very beautiful, Sholmes.’

‘Really? From my point of view I’ve just been letting it grow longer out of laziness…..’

‘.....H~m. That it’s so pretty even without you doing any upkeep on it is kind of unfair I think.’

‘Hahaha. To me, your hair is much more beautiful.’

As if in unison with Sholmes’s smile, the strands of his hair softly swayed in the wind. And as it did—

—Um, excuse me!

‘..........?’

A voice called out from a short distance behind us.

I had no idea who they were calling for but—

‘Oh, it appears they mean us? This voice isn’t a familiar one, however…..’

Sholmes immediately determined that the voice had been calling out to us.

As I stopped walking at the same time as Sholmes, turning around to look behind me—just as he had deduced, I could tell that two men were heading directly towards us, walking quickly as they came closer.

‘Hmph…..Cardia. Just in case, would you mind getting back behind me? I don’t sense any hostility from them but…..considering the level of safety in this area, there’s no guarantee they’re not up to no good.’

‘A-Alright.’

Following Sholmes’s instructions, I took a step back—despite them still being a short distance away.

It was obvious that the men were looking our way as they smiled and waved their hands.

Facing Sholmes, who was being cautious, hiding me behind him, they called out-

—Hey there. What a truly lovely pair of sisters we’ve got here.

—If you don’t mind, how about having some tea with us after this?

‘————’

‘............Huh?’

Sholmes stiffened.

I was having trouble making sense of the words I had heard just now.

...........U-Um-

Just now…..If I hadn’t heard them wrong-

—“Sisters.” Is that what they’d called Sholmes and I….?

‘Um…..Sholmes?’

‘.....Ha, hahaha. Of all things- Not even I could have predicted this.’

—Sholmes’s laugh seemed somehow lacking in energy.

Just as I was wondering what to say-

The men drew nearer to us with rapid footsteps…..finally arriving right before Sholmes’s eyes.

It would appear they had been trying to chat us up in order to take us to tea.

With an expression on his face that could be called friendly, one of the men went to speak to Sholmes.

‘—Hey, what exactly is it you want with me? My apologies, but right now I am in the middle of a date with my beloved.’

Hearing his “voice” as he spoke with a pleasant smile, they froze. Looking baffled, they once more took a good look at Sholmes’s face and figure—noting the “height difference” between him and I, who was hiding a little ways behind…..it appeared they had finally noticed that Sholmes was a man.

—P-Pardon us…..!!

Seeming truly awkward as they apologised, the men quickly took their leave.

…..However, it was even more awkward for us, still standing in the same spot.

‘.....Sholmes. Um, that was…..?’

‘My hair being unbound as the cause notwithstanding, to think I would be mistaken for a woman…..and that you and I would be taken for sisters is something I really did not expect.’

So speaking, he sighed.

All the same, since they had been able to realise that he was a man straight away, it appeared he had not taken too great a shock from what had happened.

Even so, Sholmes, in his own way, was likely at least a little perturbed—

‘.....If anything…..perhaps I should take this as an opportunity to cut my hair once and for all. If I do, there won’t be any more strange misunderstandings, like just now—’

‘Y-You musn’t!’

Hearing me raise my voice so suddenly, Sholmes’s eyes widened.

Still, there was absolutely no way I could accept what he’d said just now…..!

‘I-I like your hair, Sholmes…..! And also, if you cut it short, I won’t be able to do the hair care I always do for you after you have your bath…..!’

Hearing me insist so strongly, to the point that even I knew I’d gotten too worked up—

‘—Fufu, I see. That certainly would be…..a problem. We’d be losing out on one more reason for us to touch each other.’

Smiling, Sholmes nodded.

‘.....I understand. If it bothers you that much, I shall give up on cutting my hair. However, let’s see…..perhaps in exchange…..Cardia. Even if it’s just a little, why not try growing your hair out longer too?’

‘.....? Me?’

‘Yes. Ever since we’ve met, you’ve had the same hairstyle, right? Of course, even now you are more than lovely enough but…..’

Sholmes suddenly took up a tuft of my hair—.

‘I, too…..would love to see your beautiful, shining hair gently swaying in the wind.’

Without hesitation, he kissed me affectionately—.

#code realize #translation #herlock sholmes #otomate #otome game #cardia beckford #code realize wintertide miracles

[outpost51]

The 51 Post

Figured I'd start some kind of digest!

Contents:

Things You Might Have Missed

This Week's Jams

WIP Breakdowns

From the Skwad

Around the 'Blr

Things You Might Have Missed:

I've got a taglist form now! Because who doesn't love a good form?

BRHP: Chapter 14 posted; Atria learns the meaning of touch starvation and really, really misses her dad.

WIP Intro: Caught in the Crossfire (18+)

WIP Intro: The Arsonist Chronicles (18+)

WIP Whenever (Open Tag): BRHP chapter 15 snippet; pop pop is having a time time

Crossing Over: the 5th entry into the Lighthouse in the Fog shorts; a new player has entered the fray, and a familiar face reappears.

Vampire Council lore and vampire origins lore

Aria/Omega snippety snip

This Week's Jams:

friends like these || Brassie [spotify/youtube]

Little Girl Gone || CHINCHILLA [spotify/youtube]

EVERGREEN || PVRIS [spotify/youtube]

Eyes on Fire || Gold Souls [spotify/youtube]

WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER || Cami Petyn [spotify/youtube]

Lizard Lady || Laura Doggett [spotify/youtube]

WIP Breakdowns:

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

Chapter 15 should be coming out later today, with 16 slated for release sometime late this week or early next week. I'm finally in the chapters that don't require a ton of rewrites; most of what I've been doing is adding content. The whole thing is outlined through chapter 30 though! Since this is my entry for WIP Big Bang, updates will "stop" at chapter 18, since that's what I had published before the rewrites. After that, you'll have to wait for the release date! Which also means I have to wait for the release date for the serotonin, and that's going to be a nightmare.

Unlikely Adventures of Bitchface and Go F*ck Yourself

At this point, it's just a matter of making myself work on it. About a third of chapter 9 is written and the entirety of Act II is outlined.

Blinding Neon, Shades of Grey

nervous laughter

Stellar Parallax

Fuck, I missed this WIP. I missed Jane especially, she's so fun to write -- I'm about a third of the way into chapter 9 and it seems to be flowing pretty well? I just wanna get to the part where she and Saren beat the shit out of each other LMAO

Lighthouse in the Fog

Dunno if y'all saw, but the lighthouse keeper stories have a tag and a tentative title now! It's going to remain as a series of loosely connected shorts, and that may very well be what I end up doing with Xatal as well. Anyway, we have some lore groundwork laid! Look out for the 6th short later today!

In the Works

I still have questions in my inbox that I am absolutely getting to! I've also got a bunch of unanswered tags in my drafts and Notion. Losing a week and a half of planned answer time threw my schedule WAY off. Submission for SSSC #006 is in the planning stage. Hannah and the MILF Squad Get Up To No Good is about 30% written and fully outlined. I have... so many Kryterius prompts left to fill, and so many more spotify wrapped prompts left, send help. Still working on separating out the Daddy Issues smutshots, hoping to finish up the rewrites for the F!Shali one before the end of July. TIPYNTS is most likely going to come out in October, and by then I'm hoping to have a backlog of chapters to make posting more consistent.

From the Skwad:

Door's always open! 18+ writing server for both fanworks and original works! Camp is starting soon! We also have a flash fiction challenge and three bingo cards running until the end of the month!

@teamdilf continues to absolutely baffle me with her productivity here we go: A Cheesy Situation is now complete, ch 16 of Alice's Adventures in Andromeda is live, ch 18 of The In-Laws and the Grandparents is live, A Night in the IKEA dropped which I'm absolutely dying over, and that's not even all of it. holy shit J i don't know how you do it but i'll have whatever you're having thx

@thetrashbagswasteland dropped ch 4 of the Sunseeker rewrite and I'm adsfdafdadsf yes. thank you king

@sparatus is tearing me to fucking pieces with Make Less the Depth of Grief. i hate you (i love you)

@uraniumwriting also obliterated me with their FFF entry.

@wrathbites is back and I'm literally beside myself I missed the Vampire AU so fucking much.

oops @commander-krios got me invested in Star Wars please look at this.

@starknstarwars updated Smuggler's Ruin aaaaaaaaaaaaa

A few of our members participated in Shenko Summer!! @dandenbo wrote Volta and @mrsd-writes wrote both We Got Here the Hard Way and Forever Home!

@regalbois dropped a new original oneshot and has been going bananas over Bioshock lately and gifting us MORE mlm deliciousness, ch 3 of Magnum Opus went live last night.

@inflarescent has a new wippppp aaaaaaa -- intro post for The Roulette Paradox here!

@discoeffect updated Far From Any Road and I am devouring the first book so I can read this one!!

Around the 'Blr:

Have you checked out the Writeblr Directory or Writeblr Cafe yet?

I'm literally still thinking about @captain-kraken's Heitha translator.

@void-botanist dropped some witch lore I'm eating with a spoon.

@tc-doherty ALSO popped off with the conlang.

The dates IRL are lining up with the dates in @elshells's Agent Ace EXCITING also a new chapter is dropping probably by the time I post this lmao

@liv-is dropped this GOLDMINE of relationship writing tips also TIL what Liv does for a living not sorry

@writernopal first of all made me absolutely CRY being sweet in the tags last night and also dropped an aasoaf 3 sneep while i was composing this thank you my friend i needed the energy snack

did y'all see Find the Word XVIII from @artdecosupernova-writing i'm going FERAL

@tabswrites's Silver Sentinels has a second chapter, I am VIBRATING

@oh-no-another-idea just slid in with this little diddy that i LOVE.

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Outpost Updates Taglist: @tabswrites @writernopal @freedominique @asher-orion-writes @liv-is @starknstarwars @captain-kraken

Ask to +/- in the tags, replies, DMs, or HERE!

#my fic #outpost updates #in which everyone learns korble cannot talk about himself without also sharing the floor bc anxiety #if i missed you throw something in my inbox or tag me!! #there wasn't a plan for this one but now that i know what i want to do i'll be collecting stuff throughout the week!

[asherloki]

Princess and the saviour knight

Part 3

Knight! Sherlock x knight

Part 1 part 2

Summary:- y/n is a princess going through something difficult! A knight is hired for her. Her protection, but protection from what?

Next day when she walked out of the room Sherlock was still found to be sat on a sofa that was placed in the living room out side her own room. Sherlock was baffled to see her come running.

"Hey, morning you have to help me." Said she.

He stood up and bowed "Morning your royal highness but.."

"No one's here, take my name."

"Y/n, what help do you need "

"You see I've been hearing for a few days that a relative of mine with their very mischievous son is coming to stay in the palace. Can you stop them?"

His eyes were wide enough and he forgot to blink, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Stop them please, I know it sounds evil so I couldn't pray for it, but to you I can say. I don't like that mischievous kid."

This was it, he was convinced. Something she couldn't say to God, she could say to him? Is he that important?

"Any suggestion on how to do it?" He asked.

"I don't know."

"What if I fail "

"You'll be done with your duty." How harshly she said that.

He nodded, as if it was a battle, one of those he's faught before he came here.

"I can't promise anything ".

What? Even after that condition? Thought princess y/n. Ofcourse it might've seen like a small job but if her parents knew and her brother knew, they would scold her and Sherlock would be sent away anyway. Yet y/n watched from the window as he rode his horse and faded into the distance. Hours passed, and the relatives didn't appear, no one talked about it so y/n herself asked her mother, "what happened they didn't come?"

"No, they won't. They said there's a gossip in town that our palace is haunted and their son is afraid of ghosts."

Y/n kept a straight face even though she knew inside she just jumped and laughed. She knew the reason of the gossip. She knew everything. She looked at her brother the king. He gave her a smile, 'I know your little secret' kinda smile. She bowed to her brother and ran outside calling every butler every servent near her sight. "Bring me my horse please I have to go find Sherlock."

"I'm here". Came an echo of his voice he came like a winner riding his horse to the lady he's serving. He got down and she was about to say something when he scooped her infront of all the servants and took to her room.

"What are you doing, if my brother saw, he would've sent you away."

"I'm sorry, I was... I was overjoyed myself, didn't know I could do it."

"You did it ? Sherlock you ..." Her voice broke and her eyes became teary,

"Are you crying my princess?"

"Yes, I am, no one ever did anything for me like this, obeying my demands, my mischievous demands."

"But I did."

She giggled at this, "yes you did."

"That's my duty." He replied.

Her smile faded, and she still kept her calm and replied, "yes I'm a mere work for you."

"And I'm married to my work your royal .... Y/n." He took her name and said it. Her eyes were wide, she knew what he just proposed.

"What?"

"You heard me, and yes I knew you before you knew me, I wanted to be around you, protect you, do everything that was needed, thanks to his majesty, he chose me for it."

She giggled and said, "I know now, from what my brother wanted you to protect me, heartbreak."

Sherlock smiled, finally they knows the reason, "And he knew very well, I was alone and missed a part of me that is you, true king he is".

Y/n smiled, but then there was a fear again, she's never been chosen by her past lovers, "Sherlock, no one chose me over the other woman they had."

"I will chose you over myself."

She was stunned at this response. No one even said these words, and Sherlock said it like he means it.

"Do you love me?"

"I can only say is, I'd die saving your life, I will always be your knight."

She walked towards him and cupped his face, "maybe pretty prince was never my type, but a gallant knight was, is my type."

"I don't deserve a princess ". He answered shaking his head.

"Look at me, I own the title of princess, but you've seen the ordinary girl in me, haven't you? The miserable me, the angry me, the selfish me too, yet you chose to stay, you've seen the beauty in me when no one could, you've loved me when I couldn't find any love around me."

"I have". Was the only thing he could reply to this.

"So, take me, y/n the ordinary girl, not the princess."

"I do, will we have the king's permission?"

"Indeed, my brother knows everything, a true king, you said yourself, you were written in my destiny."

"And you were in mine".

Saying this he held her by waist and kissed her, she kissed him back with same passion, the knight might've fallen first but the princess fell harder.

That was that. The gallant knight got the princess. The princess who's heart needed protection. And they got married and lived happily ever after. It is what it is.

Tagging:- @astudyinlaura

#bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader

[neondiamond]

2023 Writing Self Evaluation ✨

Thank you to @disgruntledkittenface for tagging me! 💕

1. List of works published this year:

I’m just going to link the masterpost I made a few days ago because I published 26 works this year and I don’t feel like listing them all again here lol

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

Inner Crisis, for sure. I had written fics with ace characters before, but this one just took it to the next level for me in terms of how personal and vulnerable it is, and I’m very proud of the way it turned out, and of myself for putting it out there. 🥰

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

I’m going to take the easy way out here and say none. I can honestly say I’m proud of every single fic I have put out into the world this year. <3

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

I always find this question hard, but the one that comes to mind first is this bit from You’re Family:

“Anyone want tea?” Anne asks.

Louis lets the others answer first as he allows his eyes to scan the room around him.

A tall tree is tucked away in one corner of the room, decorated beautifully with a mixture of whites, reds and golds, along with a few handmade decorations sprinkled throughout, most likely some of Gemma’s and Harry’s creations from back when they were kids. 

Underneath it, a dozen or so meticulously wrapped gifts await the moment they’ll be unwrapped.

To his left, an imposing fireplace anchors the room, the fire lit within bathing the room in warmth along with a soft amber glow. 

Five traditional red and white stockings are hung along the mantle, and Louis smiles as he reads the names embroidered on each of them, fondly thinking of a time his Mum used to do this for him and his multiple siblings too.

Anne. Gemma. Michal. Harry. Louis.

Wait. 

Louis?

That’s him.

“Louis?” Anne asks, and Louis whips his head around to look at her in disbelief. “How do you take your tea, darling?”

“You got me a stocking?” Louis asks instead of answering her question.

Anne smiles softly at him. “Of course, you’re family.”

Louis tries really hard not to tear up. He mostly succeeds, save for maybe a tear or two he fails to conceal.

Beside him, Harry squeezes his knee and pulls him closer.

“So, your tea?” Anne asks again with a knowing smile.

“Oh, hm,” Louis clears his throat. “Just a splash of milk, please.”

“You got it, darling,” she says before disappearing in the direction of the kitchen.

Louis finds his gaze going back to the stockings again, still shocked to find his name on the last one.

“See,” Harry whispers in his ear. “I told you they’d love you.”

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

I don’t think I can pick only one, but I have to say the response to Inner Crisis as a whole. The number of comments and messages I’ve received from people telling me they relate to Louis’ story has just blown my mind and each one of them has made me cry

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I’ve found it quite difficult to find time to write this whole year, to be honest. 2023 turned out to be pretty busy for me personally, and it’s resulted in many periods of not writing at all, and then I always find it hard to get back into it.

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

All of I See You. This is the second year in a row that I wrote horror for the 1D Trick or Treat fest, and I am still baffled that I, someone who usually writes mostly fluff, am somehow able to do that lol.

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Most of what I wrote has been very self indulgent. I had so little time to write that when I did, I just wrote what I wanted to write, rather than what I thought other people would enjoy, which is quite freeing actually.

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

I’d like to step out of my comfort zone a little and attempt working on a longer fic.

10. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Anyone that has left a comment on any of my fics this year. Here are a few people in particular whose support has really made a difference over the past year ❤️: @disgruntledkittenface @bigxrig @parmahamlarrie

11. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

A lot of Inner Crisis is inspired by my own experiences with asexuality.

Oh and A Special Bond literally has links to pictures I took while travelling for visuals!

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

I’m pretty sure this is what I say every year, so not new wisdom, but, just write what YOU want to write. Have fun with it, and the rest will work itself out!

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

I haven’t written in over a month at this point, so I don’t have any active WIPs that I’m bringing into 2024, but there are definitely a lot of ideas I’m excited to get to explore next year, including a fake relationship fic idea I meant to write this year but ran out of time to.

14. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read. ;)

@cyantific @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed @hellolovers13

#self evaluation

[fedorahead]

I don't say this lightly (and this is a heavy post that deals with subject matter you'll likely want to scroll past)

I started using tumblr again when I kept getting banned from facebook for being me (read: an edgy douche)

I've never felt more seen, accepted, or included on here. People run with jokes instead of being angry they don't get them. There is no in-group out-group dynamic, it's all just participate as much as you want.

There's a lot of love on tumblr.

I spent my whole life under the control of my father. He didn't have much time to fuck me up, but he managed even with only partial custody. I stopped talking to him at 15, reconnected at 18 for a little while and stopped again because I had awful nightmares every time I saw him. Tried again in my early 20s. I always wanted a dad, and the one I had, I thought, might be salvageable.

I lived in that delusion for 31 years. Hoping one day he would grow up, too.

This weekend, I had the epiphany that everyone else around me already knew (I think). That the abusive behaviours weren't an uncontrolled fluke or rough days. That my entire childhood I was being groomed. For what? I never saw myself in other peoples' stories because I never had firsthand, conscious experiences with stuff that other people can point to and say "this, this was the abuse". But I have stories other people told, and then recanted, and the narrative that they were lying the whole time or it was a misunderstanding. And I believed that grey area because I did not remember what he was accused of doing, and nothing exists if you can't prove it to yourself.

Every aspect of who I am has been influenced by my dad's choice to raise me to become his partner. I dunno if it was conscious or unconscious, but I know it fucked me up so bad I spent my whole life running, changing names, hiding, trying to help people and never knowing why I feel the things I do.

This has always been reinforced by people judging me. He harnessed my fear of rejection, taught me to fight the system in specific ways that would give me more power, and adhere to a lot more social expectations than I bucked. To come across as a rebel while maintaining total control. The critical, anxious voice in my head that sounded like rational care and worry and protecting myself has always been him, telling me not to do the things he was disgusted with, telling me how to prepare for situations so I would have the upper hand, everything to become someone that impressed him. And the whole time, I thought I was impressing myself. Meanwhile, people around me liked what I was doing and validated it and reinforced it and then when I broke character, people I thought were friends would turn on me right away.

He wanted me to be as charismatic as him, and I am, and it meant that a lot of people saw me the way he saw me. And a lot of people have recognized and exploited that vulnerability. And I kept thinking the trauma was from *them*, but honestly I got to them broken and I don't really think they could have broken me more.

Tumblr doesn't give a shit if I'm charismatic or if I adhere to social expectations. If my clothes don't fit or don't hide my legs or belly nobody on here will notice. If I wanna be sexy or funny or creative or angry, there are people on here who will support it.

I'd never experienced that kind of freedom before and I genuinely couldn't have figured out how much I was still under his thumb in the world where everybody scrutinizing me kept me firmly in place. I saw glimpses of freedom and never experienced it until I came here and it was genuine.

Thank you, tumblr, for giving me enough room to look back at the person I was pretending to be clearly for the first time.

Thank you for empowering me to be disgusting, slutty, dumb, clumsy, baffling, awkward, ugly, tasteless, and confused without giving me a moral burden tied to each one. I'm not a terrible person, I'm a pretty good one. And I can be flawed and fucked up and still be a pretty good person. And no matter how many people tried to tell me that, I would never feel it until I had a place to genuinely experience it firsthand.

Thank you 💚

[moonjxsung]

hi hi bb! how are you?

i’m so glad that you don’t mind my shinee commentary bc i also don’t know any shawols(or stays tbh, this is how i get my kpop fix)😭 onew is suchhhh a humble king, literally can’t believe that he got fanmail so soon as if he isn’t in one of the most successful kpop group ever. the first time i heard about shinee was in like 2010 or 2011 (which was very soon for PR tbh, aquí lo que había en ese momento era just reggaeton). and i was so baffled at the fact that nobody liked kpop here. so yeah onew, you’re the real deal!! i’m so happy that he’s getting the love he deserves💜and i can’t wait to see his comeback! i’m so excited! and the antique shop matching necklaces from Monterey☹️ that is so cute!! (idk if you already went but have fun!! and if you did, i hope you had fun!! Monterey sounds so nice!). i bet that he’ll be so grateful with your super care package! pls let me know what you send him!!!

i got my second iced coffee of the week💁🏻‍♀️ and a macadamia cookie, i was working on this very tedious assignment most of the day yesterday and after i finished i was like “treat yourself”. i’ve really been eating super terribly lately and i hate myself for it😭

your pc of the day!!! your bag!!! your chan sweater!! that’s soooo pretty! i love how they all match too! i forgot to get my pc of the day yesterday too. (i was at my bfs house and his little cousin/nephews were there and the younger one who’s 5 just comes up to me and asks “who’s this?” and i was like “lee know” and he’s just like “why do you have that there?” and i was like “good question bro, idek, it’s just fulfilling”.

i love you so much angel🫶🏻 i hope your weekend is going so great and you have time to relax as well!!

-🐈‍⬛

HI BABYYYYY I MISSED YOUUUUUU 🫶🫶🫶🫶

Can you BELIEVE how active Onew’s been this week and his company already arranged his first FANMEET??????? SCREAMINGGGGGGG I am beyond jealous of anyone who gets to go frfr ☹️ manifesting Shinee stuff in the US sooooo hard I literally have to see them before I die. Or I will simply die 😔 I’m still on the hunt for cute necklaces or keychains for us or something, but I DID get him the cutest little glass whale charm bc In the Whale is my favorite kpop song of allllll time and I’m so excited to mail it to him so that we have matching ones 😭 I LOOOOVE ONEW IM GOING INSANEEEE AHHHH I’ll keep you posted on the jewelry we get tho !!!!

I think the only thing that kept me going this whole week was the iced coffee trips tbh 🤕 it was such a WEEEEK……. But I’m so glad it’s finally Friday 👼 we’re having a streaming party for Ateez’s Coachella set tonight so we ordered so much food and baked cookies and dragged our Ateez pcs around everywhere like all week I am sooo excited !! Still so bummed I couldn’t see them at Coachella but I’m so proud of how far they’ve come and the setlist looks INSANEEE ahhhh Hongjoong my beloved 🫶

Pc pics just for you from today’s coffee run ofcccc 💖🫶 I love you sweet angel I hope you had the best week!!!!!!!!!!! Sending all my love as alwayssss (also your answer to your nephew is SO valid LMAOOOO Lee Know is indeed v fulfilling ‼️‼️)

#🐈‍⬛ anon #ask

[shineyma]

tagged by @ragnarokhound! thanks for the tag!!

name: Amy! Nice, simple, rarely gets misspelled. A pretty good name I think.

pronouns: she/her

where do you call home: Texas!!! It gets three exclamation points because I just moved back in December after three and a half miserable years in Louisiana XD I'm very happy to be home

favorite animal: Tiger 🐅 You know how when you're a kid you just pick a favorite animal and it just sticks with you forever, no longer a point of interest as you age but still written into a deep part of your soul as Very Important?

...or is that just me?

cereal of choice: Honey Nut Cheerios on a regular day, but I do enjoy some Peanut Butter Crunch when I wanna treat myself. Also I go through occasional phases of hardcore craving Frosted Mini Wheats, so that happens.

visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner: Visual/kinesthetic. I have hearing problems and my brain defaults to "didn't hear that, must not've been important" which means I am the opposite of an auditory learner. This is a big problem in my life lol

first pet: When I was a kid, I won some fishes at a school fiesta. That was my first and last pet experience.

favorite scent: I think...sandalwood??? I'm not a scent expert but I got this wooden rosary at my confirmation that I think was sandalwood and it smelled so good? Catch me sniffing my rosary like a weirdo to this day.

do you believe in astrology: I know I'm a leo and that's it. All this sun sign/moon sign/ascending stuff that's suddenly popular is baffling to me. And the typical description~ of leos is all about being outgoing and confident and bold so like, ha, no. I absolutely don't believe in it.

how many playlists on spotify/apple music: why. who have you been talking to. what do you know. so many I cry

sharpies or highlighters: Neither, they bleed through the page and that drives me crazy

songs that make you cry: "No Good Deed" from Wicked. "Everything I Know" from In the Heights. "Beauty from Pain" by Superchick. Those are just the first three to come to mind, I tear up pretty easily lol

songs that make you happy: "Be Okay" by Oh Honey. "Alive" by Krewella. "Mambo No. 5" by Lou Bega. Also just the first three to come to mind, I'm easily influenced by music XD

do you write/draw/create: Not recently sadly. I used to! I'm still very proud of my 52 weeks of fic, in which I successfully posted a fic every week for the entirety of 2020, despite both a global pandemic and my best friend dying.

But part of my 52 weeks of fic included writing for Harry Potter and I got some significant hate on those fics. It kind of just...totally killed my muse. I tried to push past it but here I am with my last fic published in September 2021, going on almost two years with no writing at all. :(

I did get a little inspired lately, but it fizzled out. JD's birthday is coming up in September (that last fic I wrote was her 2021 birthday gift XD) so maybe I'll try again then?

tagging but no pressure: the usual crowd! @safelycapricious, @ilosttrackofthings, @sapphireglyphs, @andyouweremine, @thestarfishdancer

#about me(me) #long post for ts #i'm supposed to be working but i'm working offsite and i have no data from which to work yet #so tumblr it is

[finalgirl2020]

musings on lost music (not an essay just a glorified infodump (trying to get my thoughts in line))

been listening to a bunch of covers of a lost song that only exists as a lil snippet of the chorus

this lost song that only exists as a lil snippet of the chorus

(this infodump is not about ulterior motives it is just the jumping off point)

the title is speculative, as of course nothing else from this song is known to exist online. anyways the covers are super interesting to me because they're not really quite covers of the song, but moreso new songs that just share a chorus since they're all super different, like they tend to go for an 80s pop vibe since the original snippet sounds pretty 80s (frankly i think it sounds like something out of an exercise video myself) but beyond that they all kinda just write a new song around the chorus.

anyways all that got me thinking about lost media (specifically lost music) and all the ways that music can go lost, particularly outside of the mainstream scene.

like ok, before the digital age yeah there's a LOT of lost underground music. for instance the current leading theory on the identity of the mystery MF DOOM collaborator mr. fantastik is that he was an underground artist who rapped under a different name (pure mathematics) but of course like most underground music his potential discography is lost to time probably forever.

but music in the digital age isn't exactly safe either. like in 2018 myspace lost ALL user uploads added before 2015, 12 years worth of files uploaded as early as 2003, you can see this in action by going to any old myspace page, where the bulk of the images and audio are completely broken and just do not exist anymore (for a specific example just try going to toms page its a travesty)

the obvious first question is: "well, where were the backups?" and hey

GOOD QUESTION, we don't fucking know. my personal theory is they didn't have any. because consider, this is myspace during it's decline, why the fuck would they go through the additional expense to back up all this media that people have uploaded, that's just an additional expense. now i'm not saying myspace nuked the uploads deliberately, there's not really any evidence i know of to back that up. most sources seem to say it really was accidental. but what i'm saying is i would NOT be surprised if it was deliberate.

now since myspace was so popular among indie musicians in the 2000s you can assume that this would basically be the burning of the library of alexandria for indie music, and yeah it basically is that. there IS some good here though, the internet archive was able to archive music from 2008-2010 (via an academic study) although i am unsure of how comprehensive it is. even assuming it is comprehensive that's still only 2 years out of 12. there's still a LOT missing in all this. you can go check out their dragon hoard if you like, it even has a web player that lets you search around it easier (since the filenames are not exactly readable)

ok so what this made me think about is hey, what if this happens to bandcamp?

because like its no secret bandcamp has not been exactly on very stable ground lately, its a service that generates a fairly steady income but its profit margins are still generally lower than most other music marketplaces on the web. but steady income is not enough to be successful in the web space you need PROFITS.

so basically bandcamp got sold to epic games in what might be one of the most baffling acquisitions i've seen (i really have NO idea what epic wanted bandcamp for) which basically just ended up with the company getting gutted by layoffs and union busting and getting passed along to songtradr, a music licensing service, which just gutted bandcamp's workforce further. and this precarious future for bandcamp makes me think "hey, what happens if bandcamp goes under?" because i'm sure there's a lot of stuff on that site that might not be posted elsewhere, i mean its way less likely than back in myspace days since there are just SO many places to put your music now so it wouldn't quite be library of alexandria tier like myspace. but still it just gets me thinking about how nothing on the internet is really up forever like people say. like yeah that's a good principle to go by in some cases, assume you cannot truly delete something. but it is also good to assume that even if you can't delete something there's no guarantee someone else won't for you

anyways bleh i kinda hate how i write long form but i might as well throw this out, just an infodump on things ive been thinking about lately. i dont know how to end posts

#kait originals #infodump #music #lost media #myspace #bandcamp

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Reiji Dark [09]

CHAPTER MASTERLIST

ー The scene starts outside of Eden

Yui: ( I can’t believe it’s this dilapidated...Also, what is Ruki-kun doing here? )

Reiji: ...It has been a while. 

Ruki: Yes. 

Reiji: While you did report on the situation...I have to say I did not expect for it to be this severe.

Ruki: It feels as if the speed at which Eden is breaking down has further increased ever since you came here to the Demon World. ...The others share my opinion. 

Reiji: I see...

Ruki: Exactly. However, fortunately, the Castle itself is still standing. 

My younger brothers seem to be enjoying their life here as well as they tend to their assigned tasks.

Yui: ...The others are here too? 

Ruki: Yes. 

Reiji: It was decided that they would be put in charge of managing Eden. 

Yui: I see...

( I had no idea. But I wonder why? )

( I don’t think I can ask that question right now though...I suppose I’ll keep it for later. )

Ruki: So, how does it feel...to see Eden in ruins like this?

Reiji: ...

Ruki: I got the feeling that you were having trouble believing me but...This is reality. Accept it. 

Reiji: ...Yes. When being confronted with a sight like this...I do not think I can make any excuses. 

I have no other choice but to admit that I am simply lacking in power at the moment. 

Yui: Eh...?

( I wonder what the link is between Reiji-san’s powers and Eden’s current state? )

Ruki: Oh? You came here without knowing a thing? ...In that case, allow me to explain. 

Eden co-exists with its owner. ...In other words, the current situation reflects a  decline of Karlheinz-sama’s powers. 

You understand what that means, right? 

Yui: ( Reiji-san is the one who inherited his powers. Therefore, it means that his powers are growing weaker? )

Ruki: In accordance with the gradual weakening of the powers inherited by Sakamaki Reiji, Eden has been slowly breaking down day by day as well. 

Reiji: Kuh...

Yui: No way...

Ruki: You witnessed it as well, did you not? Eden back in the day when that man was still around. 

Yui: Yeah...

( If I recall correctly... )

ー A flashback ensues

Yui: ( There stood an incredibly large castle emitting a majestic aura. )

( Also... )

( There were pretty flowers blooming. ...They were flowers which would never wither, right? )

( I wonder what happened to those now? )

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( Everything truly is different now in comparison. )

( It’s hard to believe that it has decayed this much. )

Reiji: ...I will accept this situation. I suppose that is where I have to start. 

Ruki: Exactly. Well, go ahead and have a look around. 

Reiji: I will do that. ...My first stop will be the pharmaceutical department. 

Ruki: Sure. ...What will you do? 

Yui: ( I’ll... )

Selection

→ Go with him

Yui: Reiji-san, can I come with you? 

Reiji: ...My apologies, but could you please give me some space now?

Yui: ...Okay.

→ Stay here (❦)

Yui: ( I’d love to join him but...I’m sure he wants some time alone to think right now. )

...I’ll stay here a bit longer. 

Reiji: ...Thank you very much. 

Reiji: Well then, until later. 

Yui: Yes, be careful...

ー Reiji leaves

Monologue

Eden has fallen into ruins. 

As painful as it is to be directly confronted with it,

I cannot find the words to express myself. 

Once again I am left baffled by Karlheinz-sama’s mightiness (偉大さ),

reminded of just how overwhelming his powers must have been,

for him to be able to preserve such a vast area of land. 

While I watched Reiji-san from behind,

as he slowly disappeared into the distance,

he somehow seemed sorrowful (悲しそう).

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #reiji sakamaki #lost eden #diabolik lovers translation #lereijidark9