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hybbart · 10 months

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Day 1904: The spread of sculk is too much to just clean. After salvaging what they could, the ranch is taken down...

Bonus short story below.

Jimmy watched as the last of the house blazed in the twilight. Around the edges of the flames Pearl and Sausage marched, searching for anything flammable that might catch. It was the beginning of winter, and the constant rains had kept everything soaked, but they couldn’t risk it in the middle of the forest. Lizzie had stayed closer as well, securing the last of their belongings to take away in the morning. It was only a few metres down the driveway, but the ranchers couldn’t even get that far.

Tango let out a low growl. His grip on Jimmy’s sleeve tightened, pulling the thick fabric further over his eyes. Puffing up his feathers, Jimmy pulled his rancher closer into his side. Tango only stayed because of Jimmy, and because he couldn’t bring himself to leave the ranch behind. It was what he’d said yesterday, before the first burning. But he couldn’t watch. He could barely help them clear it out before the sledgehammers came in. Sparks flickered through his hair in lieu of tears in his eyes as he kept his face buried.

Jimmy, though… He was entranced. Every crack in the beams that cause a burst of sparks or shift in the wind that billowed the smoke in a new direction. The smoke made his eyes water, but none fell. Maybe he’d finally grown numb. Maybe it looked too different. There was a pile of flaming rubble where his home once was, his first home, but his chest only felt hollow. All that was left with a twitch in his wing, the desire to run and keep far away.

Pity in her eyes, Lizzie approached them from the trailer. Reins were pushed into Jimmy’s hand against his protest. “Take a horse and head back to my house before it gets dark.” She said.

“But-”

“No arguing.” Despite the firmness of her words her voice was low and sad. “You need to sleep in a real bed, Sausage is going to stay here tonight. The last of your things will be fine overnight with us.”

Even after years, Jimmy was never able to argue with Lizzie when she said something reasonable, and he’d given up trying. Jimmy glanced to Tango, who was still hiding from the world in Jimmy’s sleeve. A small tug on his hem was all he got in response. “We’ll be back in the morning with more water.” He assured. They rounded up Bullseye and began the long, quiet ride to Lizzie’s.

By the time they arrived it was dark, the home illuminated from within the kitchen. Though half the house was cloaked in tarps to save unfinished work from the rain, they’d moved into the completed half already. A bit of smart planning on Scar and Joel’s part.

One of the kids must have spotted their lantern, as the door opened before the ranchers could get down from their horse. Tom came rushing up with Revy on his tail. He took Bullseye's reins from them and led him to the cow pen. It was more cramped than it should be, since the rain had flooded the rancher’s outer pastures. Revy whined and licked at Tango’s hand until he gave the dog a weak pat.

Joel shouted something after him before guiding the men inside. “We just started eating if you want to sit down.” He explained as he took Jimmy’s coat. One glance at Tango was enough to answer.

“I’ll grab some in a bit.” Jimmy tried to smile gratefully, but it came out as a grimace. Joel let them be with a nod, hand held out to the hall down which Sausage’s room awaited.

It was colourful, though the furniture was rudimentary, with a mattress stolen from Scar’s hospital. The bed so much smaller than they’d gotten used to, but Jimmy doubted it would matter for tonight. Norman and Flick waited on the windowsill, and Joel had already set up Jimmy’s breathing machine. It took some coaxing to get Tango to change out of his coveralls - which went into a plastic bag to be washed separate - and take off his arm. Even more coaxing was needed to get him to let go long enough for Jimmy to also change. When Jimmy turned back around the blazeborn had Revy wrapped up in his lap instead. The dog’s tail beat against the bed, happy to be held, but whining, nonetheless.

“Do you think you can eat?” Jimmy asked quietly. Tango didn’t respond. He grabbed only one bowl from the kitchen, unsure he could eat much either without it coming back up. Smoke still clung to their skin and hair, dragging them back to the ranch every time it filled their nostrils, but it was much too dark to run a hot bath. Still, Jimmy knew he had to eat something, even if it was in silence.

Tango migrated behind Jimmy at the end of the bed, tail wrapping around the avian’s waist. Its tuft flicking with agitation. Jimmy could feel the heat rolling off his rancher. “It’s not fair.” He rasped.

Jimmy’s wings flattened. “It was an old wood house. It would have had a mold problem eventually unless we rebuilt completely.”

“But why did it have to be sculk!” He snapped, tail sparkling in Jimmy’s lap. Jimmy tried to smooth it down, but it had little effect. “Why’d it have to make it here?”

There wasn’t an answer, not one Jimmy could provide. Maybe Doc or Zed could explain. It was probably in the well and washing into the surrounding water supply now. Would it be washed away? They should have listened to Grian’s worries back when Jimmy’s feathers had been infected somewhere. Or, maybe, back when they’d first found that infested corpse, they should have done something more. It didn’t matter now that their home was already gone. When nowhere felt safe.

His wings itched while his rancher bristled. Tango couldn’t cry, but he was made to fume. “Why aren’t you angry?”

“There’s no one to be angry at.” Jimmy shrugged.

“The stupid sculk! The idiots who let it loose! The world!” The bed creaked as Tango kicked off it to pace the small room. Revy whimpered, shifting his nose into Jimmy’s lap. “It’s been half a decade. It was supposed to get better. We live out in the middle of nowhere. And the end of the world still found us! We build our own home and make our own food and do everything we can, and it still comes and finds us!” The blazeborn was consumed in his spiral. Flames burst like firecrackers along his tail, startling Flick when it whipped past the poor cat.

“Tango…” Jimmy sighed, giving the man a miserable look. When he continued to pace, threatening to scorch their hosts’ possessions, Jimmy finally put a hand up in front to stop him.

A hiss escaped Tango, narrowed eyes glaring at the hand which proceeded to latch onto his shirt and drag him off course. Tango tried to shake it off, but Jimmy kept his hold. “It’s not fair that there’s nothing to fight back against.” He lamented, voice cracking. “I just have to sit here and hope tomorrow it doesn’t get in your wings, or start growing into Revy’s brain, or infest another basement! That it doesn’t get everywhere and take everything. At least the stupid zombie I can punch in the face!” By the end his voice was so shrill and watery Jimmy could barely understand it.

“Me and Revenge are okay. We’re right here.” Jimmy assured, pulling Tango back down beside him.

It made something finally break. Tango curled into himself across Jimmy’s lap, heaving dryly. Talons raked gently through the blazeborn’s hair. Between sobs Tango mumbled incomprehensibly while Jimmy cooed to keep himself from crying as well. There were too many things roiling just beneath his impulse control. If he let one out, the rest would follow, he was sure. So, he focused on Tango. His rancher needed him.

“I don’t think we’d win if it was someone you had to fight, to be honest.” He whispered half-jokingly as the sobs died down.

Tango stilled, then slumped further into Jimmy’s chest. “I could at least try, instead of this.”

Jimmy hummed. Even if they could, Jimmy wasn’t so sure he would in the moment, and he knew Tango wasn’t all that dissimilar. Unlike Joel or the downtowners, their talent was for running and hiding. That wasn’t the point though, Jimmy knew, so he didn’t argue. “What do we do in the spring?” He asked instead.

“… I dunno.” Tango mulled, head tilted out to look at his thoughts. “It’s not safe to rebuild there.”

“Scar has most of the grain safe, and Lizzie has our animals. We could find another plot, there’s plenty around.” Though, most of them had been stripped of their valuable supplies and building materials over the years or rotted away from lack of care. But the land was still good, and they and Pearl didn’t need much room.

Would Pearl stay with them? They’d lived with her much longer than without her – if the time before her arrival weren’t so chaotic, he might not recall so well what it was like without her – but she always seemed to keep her distance. A guest, even after she was given her own room. Having someone there to take care of things even when they couldn’t let them grow the ranch to almost thirty cattle, but without her...

That Lizzie’s family would have their own ranch soon was the only thing that calmed the nervous itch in his wings recently.

“We’d have to move closer.” Tango’s voice cut through his thoughts.

“Huh?”

He was no longer curled up, though he hadn’t bothered to remove himself from Jimmy. There was that look in his eyes, where his brain was moving far too fast for Jimmy to keep up. At least it had occupied him with something other than the sculk and fire. “We can’t rebuild around the ranch, we won’t know how bad the infection around it is until next winter, and the water probably isn’t safe. If we rebuilt we’d have to move further west down the mountains towards the city, OR-” Tango raised his hand before Jimmy could protest. “We move closer to the hospital, somewhere around here, or maybe further into the interior on the other side.”

Jimmy clamped up. They’d all had more than a few conversations about this, between them and the hospital, other settlements, and over the radio. Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. Keep spread out. Far enough that, if something happens, everyone else is safe, but close enough to reach neighbours relatively quick. Like a long chain snaking across the mountains. By now everyone had horses or bikes and access to the recap radio, and it helped them cover more resources. A farm needed land, anyways, especially to keep up with how many people there now were within the network.

That thought seemed too much right now, though. He could feel the ash in his wings turning to lead. Losing the ranch didn’t just affect them. The cattle were saved but almost all their stores were gone, including two cows’ worth of beef that was to be sent out. It would take weeks, if not the whole season, to get things back in motion, in the months they were relied on most. Would people starve? Would the sculk spread from the ranch? It was a responsibility that seemed natural and seamless just weeks ago, but now felt suffocating.

“I’m not sure-” Jimmy finally replied. “I’m not sure I can rebuild the ranch right now.” Flashes of the burning rubble filled his mind, along with that numbness he’d felt. There was at least three months before they could begin, plenty of time to get over it. But right now… “I don’t even know if I want to.”

He expected perhaps a gasp or shouting from Tango. ‘We’re the ranchers!’ Maybe. But the blazeborn, to Jimmy’s surprise, nodded. Laughed, even. “We’ve been running one for years, why’s it feel impossible now?”

It was probably just nerves. Anxiety. In a few weeks it would wear away. But for now, Jimmy leaned his head against the top of Tango’s and entertained other things. “We could move back to the hospital.”

“That’d drive you insane, and Revy would kill Grian.” Tango chuckled.

So would you, Jimmy thought. He was sure if Tango had to see more sculk every day he would lose it. “What about visiting Gem and Impulse then?” He suggested instead. “I heard they’ve been doing a lot of forestry. It might be good to learn from them. Or we could finally go to the coast.”

“We never did make it that far, did we?” Tango recalled. “… Why not both? Go back up the mountain and race back down until we hit the coast. Maybe find some more people outside the recap’s range and bring them in.”

“If they’ve survived this long then I doubt they’d want to move now.”

“They might. Or maybe we can help extend the radio range for them.”

Jimmy smiled. “Maybe we should go east, instead. Find a ranch in the prairies. Be real cowboys.”

“Never been out there, even before all this.” Tango relaxed back against Jimmy, patting his leg for Revenge to come lay across. “You could stretch your wings.”

“That sounds nice.” He admitted with a sigh.

The pair continued to chatter, naming everything and everywhere. Making plans they’d likely never use. Anything to take their mind off the ranch. Just for one night.

#solidaritygaming #tango tek #ldshadowlady #pearlescentmoon #mythicalsausage #rancher apocalypse au #team rancher #fanfic #fanart #bioppunk #spooky #character #scene #background #writing #art #sketch #colour #Hybbart

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transfemlogan · 10 months

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Mercury (paranoia) -> Payne

Melvin (compassion) -> Finnick

Maven (fatigue) -> Nyx

Medusa (creativity) -> Wentz

#i was thinking maven -> zephyr but. idk. hm #revy.txt #revys sides!

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gffa · 1 month

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Hi, since you’ve been reading the star wars books, do you have one you’d recommend as a starting point for someone who’s never read any of them and is interested in seeing what they’re like?

Hi! This is going to be very subjective, given that I'm not sure what your favorite characters are or which era you're interested in, and if you're interested in the best books out there or ones that typify what the books are overall like. BEST BOOKS: - Revenge of the Sith novelization by Matthew Stover, god-tier ability to take my favorite SW movie and make it even more emotional and hard-hitting. It adds even more depth to the story, has beautiful writing, and just is a really satisfying read imo. - Padawan by Kiersten White, which is a story about a young Obi-Wan going on an adventure by himself and I think really captures how I see his youth, that there was struggle and difficulty, but overall it explains why he loves being a Jedi and why there's so much joy in his life. - Light of the Jedi by Charles Soule is good for if you're interested in the High Republic stories and I still think is easily my favorite of the entire line. There was so much good foreshadowing and banger lines that really got Star Wars and was an exciting plot to really hook me on THR.

BOOKS THAT MOST TYPIFY WHAT SW BOOKS ARE LIKE: - Brotherhood by Mike Chen is one that I have some stuff I side-eye in it (everything with Mace) and some stuff I was over the moon for (everything with Obi-Wan) and some stuff I was in the middle about (everything with Anakin). That's Star Wars novels in a nutshell for you! (I also think Dooku: Jedi Lost by Cavan Scott is another good starting place, it's an audiodrama, but it gives an interesting backstory to the character, has some interesting Jedi worldbuilding, and does some really great character work with Asajj Ventress.) - Wild Space by Karen Miller is a Legends book (and I usually try to stick to Disney continuity just for ease's sake) but it has some eyeroll-worthy stuff, some unearned stuff, and some absolutely batshit bonkers in the best way stuff. It's a RIDE to read and maybe not one to take super seriously but I feel like it captures the spirit of SW books. (Alternate suggestion: Dark Rendezvous by Sean Stewart is a really good Yoda & Dooku book with a lot of good appearances by other Jedi characters and one of the better books for Jedi stuff, plus lots of feelings and banger conversations between characters.) (Alternate-alternate suggestion: Another Legends suggestion, since there are a lot of SW books in that continuity, you could read the Jedi Apprentice series by Dave Wolverton and Jude Watson, as long as you know they're aimed at a pre-teen audience and are written accordingly and they are SUPER dramatic and put Obi-Wan through the wringer. I'm not always wild about Watson's writing, but when she writes a banger line, she writes a BANGER line, and they're very fun books that a lot of fandom still folds into their writing.) - The Aftermath trilogy by Chuck Wendig is a good place to start if you want to explore the connective tissue between the originals and the sequels, though I always recommend that I think they work a thousand times better as audiobooks. It's mostly new characters (which, welcome to SW novels) but it also has some really good Leia and Mon Mothma scenes, too. - Leia: Princess of Alderaan by Claudia Gray is for if you're more interested in the Original Trilogy characters and while I wish there'd been more worldbuilding in this one, it's a solid story from someone who genuinely loves this character, and will give you a good idea of what you can expect from Leia books. (If you're more interested in a Han/Leia story, The Princess and the Scoundrel by Beth Revis is on the same level. Solid story with occasional moments of fantastic. I had a blast with the Leia sections especially!)

#lumi.txt #star wars #novel recs

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hevansent · 4 months

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In their hearts

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Bill Kaulitz x fem reader

context: friends to loves?

warning: p in v, idk what else…

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She and Bill were best friends, so close that she came on tour with him. They had been attached to the hip since they were little and had never really been apart since. Unaware feelings always swimming in their hearts for each other.

She laid on the bed, scrolling through the tv channels lazily, waiting for Bill to come back from a day of back to back interviews.

The click of the hotel door unlocking sounded through the room before the door opened and steps entered, causing her to look over her shoulder, catching Bill slipping his shoes off and coming to the bed.

“Hey.” She turned to him as he threw himself on the bed, his jewelry clinking together and his hair slightly falling out of place.

“Wanna watch a movie?” He peeked at her through his hair. She smiled down at him and nodded her head, picking the remote back up.

“What do you want to watch.” She looked at the channel catalog, feeling him sit up beside her.

“How about that?” He stopped her on what seemed to be a rom-comedy. She pressed okay on the remote and got comfortable, tangling her legs into his.

Settling in beside her, Bill watched the movie, feeling a hint of boredom. Every now and then, he'd catch a glimpse of her profile or the way her hair fell across her face, and he'd feel a strange stirring within him. He sighed out of his boredom causing her to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” She glanced at him then back at the tv.

"I was just thinking... this movie is kind of cheesy." He kept his eyes on her, his gaze getting caught by her. She hummed a laugh and turned to him.

“You don’t like it?” She sat up, her body facing his side. He shrugged with a small smile on his face.

“It’s alright.” He glanced at the tv, then back at her.

“Do you want to watch something else?” She raised an eyebrow at him. Why was he being so weird?

"Maybe another time. For now, I'll just suffer through this sappy love story." He teased, dramatically with a playful smirk.

“I don’t mind putting something else on.” She giggled and picked up the remote, nudging him with her leg.

"You're so kind, you know that? But I think I’ll be alright watching this." His voice was low, his eyes fixed on hers.

“You’re acting funny.” She looked at him skeptically, placing a hand on his chest.

“It’s nothing, you’re just very pretty.” He replied, trying to maintain his composure as he fought against the urge to pull her close.

“You’re so full of it.” She playfully rolled her eyes and climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.

He gasped as she moved onto him, their bodies pressing against each other in an intense, electric way. "Am I really?" He couldn't help but smile up at her, his fingers curling into the soft fabric of her shirt.

“Why all of this so sudden, Bill?” She tilted her head in curiosity, playing with a piece of his hair.

“I don’t know, I think I’ve just felt this way for a while and now i wanna act on it. Why?” He looked into her eyes with sincerity.

“Just wondering… it was random.” She shrugged and looked at the closeness of their bodies, her skin flushing slightly with heat.

Bill leaned forward, his eyes scanning over her face, taking in every detail of her beautiful skin. She also got close, looking down at his pink lips. He closed the gap between them, his tongue tracing the outline of her lips before slipping in her mouth.

She pushed herself against him, causing him the groan into her mouth, giving her the chance to win the fight of their tongues. His hand slide up to grasp her waist, pulling her body into him. She kissed the corner of his mouth and made her way to his neck.

Bill’s eyes fluttered shut, reviling in the trail of kisses. His heart raced with anticipation as he dug his fingers into her hips. She licked and kissed around his neck, finding his sweet spot and focusing on the sensitive skin. He gasped softly, arching his back into her.

“I really really like you.” His voice filled with need and eagerness. She laughed softly against his neck.

“Are we in middle school or something?” Her voice murmured into his sweet skin. In response, his head fell back with a moan, his hands tangling in her hair as he arched his back, pressing further into her touch.

"Fuck." He groaned out, their bodies moving together in a rhythm of need and desire.

“You’re so perfect.” She kissed around his neck and pulled back to look at him. Their lips locked together, their tongues dancing in a heated tangle. He felt a shiver run down his spine as his heart raced faster. He moaned into the kiss, pulling her closer as he pressed their bodies even closer together, if that was possible.

She rocked her hips and his breath hitched in his throat as the movements of her hips against him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

“You look so handsome like this.” She complimented and his face flushed with pleasure, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at her words. He stared into her eyes, seeing the mutual desire there. "I know," he replied confidently. "But I want more."

“You know, huh?” She teased, pulling back and poking him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he grinned playfully at her taunt, but he didn't miss the opportunity to reassert his dominance. "Oh, I know all right. And you're going to give it to me, aren't you?"

“So cocky.” She leered and kissed him. Their lips met in a fiery kiss, their tongues tangling as they explored each other's mouths once again. Bill's hands slid down to cup her ass, squeezing gently before pulling her closer still, earning a sharp gasp from her.

Hastily, she pulled at his belt. He let out a low groan as she touched him so intimately. His heart beat with lust whilst she unbuckled his belt and began to tug gently at his pants. "Fuck," he whispered. "I want you so badly."

“I can tell.” She joked arrogantly, next unbuttoning his jeans. She freed him from his clothes, her touch sent shivers down his spine. He could feel the heat building between them, like an inferno about to erupt. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and ass.

“You’re so handsy.” She smiled and slipped her cold hand under his shirt, feeling around his skin. “Take this off?” She watch his expression.

“Take what you want.” He nodded once, his eyes narrowing playfully as he watched her sly smile.

She lifted his shirt, pulling it over his head, kissing his abdomen and making her way up until she was face to face with him again. As she kissed her way up his body, Bill moaned softly, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” When their lips finally met again, he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, pulling at her clothes.

“You love it.” She smiled against his lips. Swiftly she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her perky breast.

His eyes widened slightly at the sight of her tits. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against one of her nipples before taking it into his mouth. "You're so fucking sexy.”

She hummed in agreement, arching her back into him and circling her hips. He bit down gently on her nipple, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He moved his hand to the small of her back, pulling her closer as he continued to tease and suckle at her breast.

“You’re teasing.” She complained and put her hands into his hair. He let out a chuckle, lifting his head to meet her eyes.

“But I’ll still give you what you want.”He protested and pressed his hips forward slightly, grinding against her as he moved his hands down her back to cup her ass.

“You can’t stop touching me, can you?” She moved her hips in a taunting circle. His breath hitched as she teased him, their bodies grinding together in a primal dance. His hands left her ass, trailing up her back before gripping her hair tightly. "Fuck," he groaned out. "I need you."

She nodded and climbed off him, taking off her shorts and showing off her panties. “Like them?” She looked at him, her gaze full of mischief.

His eyes locked on her panties, his pupils dilating as he took in the sight. "You're killing me, baby." He moved towards her, slowly pushing her down onto the bed.

“I asked if you liked them.” She looked at him petulantly. He smirked, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached down to pull her panties off slowly, tossing them aside. "I do like them. But I want you bare for me." His words threw her stomach into a twist, resulting in her to close her eyes and bite back a moan.

“You give me butterflies.” She smiles to him softly and pulls him closer with her legs, wrapping them around his waist. He looked into her eyes, feeling the warmth between their bodies. He leaned in slowly, pressing his lips against hers in a tender kiss that quickly turned passionate. "You're everything I've ever wanted."

“So are you.” She pulled his body close the her bare one. Bill groaned, feeling her skin against his. He lined himself to her and thrust deep inside her, obtaining a soft moan as he stretched her out.

His hips started slow, but the pace became faster quickly. He snapped into her, his tip kissing her cervix in a sinful manner.

The sound of their sex bounced off the white, hotel walls as they lost themselves in their world of pleasure.

His movements grew more intense as he felt her body react to his touch. He leaned down, biting her shoulder gently before kissing his way to her jaw, whispering in her ear. "Tell me you're mine, baby. Tell me you'll never leave me."

“I’m always yours,” a moan broke her sentence, her back arched and her legs tightened around him. “It’ll never change.” She reassured, dismissing any thought he had of previous shitty significant others.

He picked up the pace, driving himself deeper inside her with each thrust. His fingers dug into her hips as he lost himself in the pleasure she was giving him. He cried out before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

“Mm close, Bill.” He felt her walls tighten around him, signaling her impending orgasm. Her breathing was fast paced just like his thrust.

“Cum for me, Schatzi.“ He brought his thumb to her clit, making rough circles and inclining his thrust deeper.

She released on him and with a few more thrust, he did as well, his hot seed painting her spongy inside. His body relaxed on top of her and her legs let go off his waist in exhaustion.

“I love you.” Bill leaned down, kissing her tenderly. “You did so well.” He rested his head against her, burying his face in her neck, kissing her skin affectionately.

“I love you too.” Her voice was quiet as she caught her breath. She smiled contentedly, tracing patterns into his skin and pulling a blanket over their post-coital bodies.

#bill kaulitz imagines #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz smut #Spotify

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zaimta · 11 months

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I TOTALLY FELT YOU WHEN YOU SAID DR STONE IS LIKE A DRUG OMG its like my lifeline at this point

i was wondering if i could request a small drabble or headcanons for ryusui !! i keep having this repeating idea of him with a reader who’s like his childhood friend and ever since they were young, ryusui always tried to pursue them romantically but reader would always just laugh it off, thinking he was joking. but ryusui never gave up on his love for the reader!!

(spoilers for the treasure island arc)

but once everyone on the perseus gets petrified, leaving the reader (who had gone with the recon team to scout the area), reader starts to realize just how much they were worried for him, and especially when he comes back to them in fragments after kohaku smashed him. and the second that he gets revived, the reader is all over him and telling him how worried they were, and the second that the two of them are alone (maybe the team recognized that they were having a moment and let them have it?) reader confesses that they return his feelings and the possibility of possibly losing him helped them realize that? O:

male reader would be preferred (ryusui bi icon frfr), but i dont mind gender neutral!! :D

thank you so much for your time in advance, and remember to stay hydrated!! (expect more interactions from me, im literally obsessed with your works ❤️❤️)

彡zai says- the brain rot this gave me was insane back on my dr stone grind!! he really is a bi icon i'll never forget what he said to tsukasa (ngl i read it a year ago so i spitballed the lore lol)

paring: ryusui x male reader

warnings: SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

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ever since you were kids you were always the main thing on his mind. he was constantly teasing you and clinging to your side. as you got older it turned into him flirting with you and seeing how far he could push your buttons until you got flustered.

when senku broke him from the stone he was more focused on you than himself, he knew you had an impressive skill set and he used that to his advantage. even if they didn’t have enough revival fluid he brought you along anyways, dressing your statue so when they could revive you, you were ready to go.

when you came to you immediately fell into someone’s arms. their hold on you was firm but also familiar, and their scent was familiar too it was almost comforting. you pulled back to look back at them, and you were met with ryusui smiling down at you “i missed you.”

you laughed and gently removed yourself from his hold “i’m sure you did.” you didn’t notice it but his face slightly faltered.

his flirting was no better when the two of you were alone, as a matter of fact, it was only worse. the two of you sat alone staring at the moon, he spent most of the time staring at you instead of the sky “you’re so handsome, the way you shine in the moonlight is amazing.” you laughed again and rolled your eyes. you always assumed his flirting was just empty words, he was the human version of greed after all he craves everything the world has to offer and he does this to everyone.

“you don’t have to keep saying those things ryusui. i know you don’t mean them.”

he stared at you, no matter how many times he tells you he adores you or how many times he admits how he wants nothing more in the world than you, you never believed him.

at least not until the incident.

when you first laid eyes on his stone body you wanted to scream but you couldn't, the scream was barely louder than a whisper hardly a scream at all. it only got harder when kohaku brought him and the others back as fragments.

the second he was revied the team cleared out and kohaku sent you a knowing glance.

one the two of you were alone you immediately wrapped your arms around him pulling him into a hug "i was so worried about you, i thought i lost you." he returned your embrace and rested a hand on the back of your head pulling you closer to him "you could never lose me." he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, and for the first time instead of backing away from his affection you accepted it.

you gently pull back from his hug to look at him face to face "i've realized some things."

he raises a brow "and what would that be?"

"how much i care for you, and how much you care for me." his hand moves to gently cup your cheek while his thumb gently caressed your cheek "oh? and how much do i care for you?"

"you've basically spent most of our lives trying to win me over, and every time i never really responded to them or gave you any straight answer. so why did you never give up?"

he smiled at you "that's easy. because i'm the greediest guy there is." your face slightly fell which caused him to chuckle "you didn't let me finish. because i'm the greediest guy there is i know there's no greater treasure than your heart. i'd stop at nothing to make you my boyfriend and to be yours."

#ryusui x reader #ryusui nanami x reader #dr stone x reader #ryusui x male reader #dr stone x male reader #dr stone fluff #dr stone x you #ryusui x you #ryusui fluff #ryusui nanami fluff

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Buster hums as he feels the eruption of movement suddenly coming from his womb as he waddles over to his mate's study "Revi, they're doing it again" he says in a soft chuckle as the brown hare rises from his seat to be by Buster's side to feel their kits kick and poke at his palm "they're getting so big" he murrs as his paws roam across Buster's snow white belly

"Mmm, just a few more days before our Easter bunnies arrive" Buster replies

Revi chuckles and nods "Yea, and I can't wait~"

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The Cass Review: Cis-Supremacy in the UK's Approach to Healthcare for Trans Children

is a brilliant academic article by Dr Cal Horton, the full body of which can be found here.

For non-UK folk wondering what on earth is going on, the Cass Review is a recently released report about healthcare for trans and gender-questioning kids written entirely by cis people, the recommendations of which are being used right now to justify further restrictions on trans healthcare, including “pausing” all new prescriptions for puberty blockers in the youth gender services.

This article breaks down very thoroughly the biggest ways in which this review is dogshit and has transphobic bias baked in at the most basic level. The results section is a long (but worthwhile) read, but if you have less time, the much shorter discussion and conclusion sections summarise the results.

It's a great resource if you've vaguely heard about “this thing called the Cass Review” and want to know what its issues are but don't want to wade through hundreds of pages of transphobic dogwhistling. It's particularly useful to cite or quote if you're contacting your political representatives and want to back up your claims.* Horton is very good at stating perfectly unambiguously the massive problems with this review in ways that support trans lives and don't try to “both-sides” the issue.

*And I strongly encourage you to do so if you're in the UK; the website WriteToThem makes it very easy. This website contains useful information and a template email that is Scotland-specific, but obviously you can adapt it to fit the particular situations of the other UK nations.

Choice quotes include (highlights mine):

“Within the Cass Review anti-trans prejudice is not acknowledged as a problem or a threat to trans children. Across several reports the Cass Review centres the concerns of non-affirmative professionals, including those who do not believe in the existence of trans children. The existence of anti-trans prejudice amongst healthcare professionals is well-documented in existing literature and Cass Review reports indeed provide clear indication of professional ignorance or prejudice. However, across Cass Review reports, there is no instance where professional views on trans children are identified as ill-informed or prejudiced or are rejected from inclusion in the review. Instead, the views of ignorant or pathologising professionals seeking support for non-affirming practice with trans children are presented with sympathy. There is no parallel consideration of the rights or welfare of trans children, nor discussion of an NHS duty of care to protect trans children from being harmed by professionals who reject the validity or existence of trans lives. The Cass approach welcomes all views, including those grounded in ignorance, pathologisation or denial of the existence of trans children.”

“Pathologisation of gender diversity can be seen across Cass Review outputs. Entrenched cisnormativity and problematisation of transness leads to the Cass Review prioritising the research questions about transness that trouble cis people. The Cass Review does not centre trans community research priorities such as enhancing depathologised access to safe and effective healthcare for trans children. This leads the Cass Review into research priorities that are more philosophical than medical, questions on epidemiology of transness, aetiology or identity persistence. The Cass Review is able to step beyond (and deprioritise) the domains of effective trans healthcare for trans children, by the Review’s failure to recognise trans children as a core stakeholder group, enabling the very existence of trans children to be a valid topic of cis curiosity. Whilst the Cass Review decentres and delegitimises its core target population (trans children), their health and welfare needs are secondary to curiosity on how children came to identify as trans and whether or when they will stop.”

“The NICE evidence reviews chaired by Dr Cass both utilised an approach where only evidence like randomised controlled trials are considered high quality evidence. In a field where RCTs are recognised as infeasible and unethical, in a field where “high quality evidence” does not and may never exist, we may be left to wonder, has this evidence review really served to enlighten and inform decision making in trans healthcare? Those interested in maximising trans children’s well-being would look at all available sources of evidence, and use the best quality existing evidence to inform decision making. Instead, the absence of a type of “high quality” evidence is used by the Cass Review to conclude that “evidence on the appropriate management of children and young people with gender incongruence and dysphoria is inconclusive.” Such statements have legitimised the closure of current trans children’s healthcare services for England and Wales, with no services currently operational. [Since the publication of this article, this is also now true for Scotland.] The Cass approach places so much emphasis on uncertainties, unknowns, areas without consensus and the absence of “high quality evidence” that it can be read as an argument against affirmative healthcare for trans children. A cisnormative double standard can also be seen, where evidence-based affirmative approaches are dismissed with calls for RCT standard evidence, whilst non-affirmative theories and policies are introduced and endorsed with no or limited evidence.”

“The Cass Review overall can be considered an example of cis-ignorance, a concept recognised in trans healthcare, where “ignorance is not simply an absence of knowledge, but an epistemic practice in its own right” (Mikulak, p. 827). Mikulak recognises that “practices of ignorance are often entangled with practices of exclusion and oppression”. Cis-ignorance can be seen in the Cass Review’s decision to exclude trans expertise, in the choice to appoint leadership without experience or knowledge, and in the valuing of insights from healthcare professionals who do not even believe in the existence of trans children. Cis-ignorance is apparent in the cisnormative framing of research questions, where research on the meaning of identity or the epidemiology of transness are perceived as important research priorities, and in the erasure of trans children from the Review’s stated target group, leaving trans children’s existence a topic of debate. Cis-ignorance can be seen in the citation of discredited research, forcing affirmative researchers to continually re-dispute the same literature that has been critiqued so many times, including in peer reviewed literature, preventing the field from moving forwards. Cis-ignorance can be seen in a futile search for consensus in a polarised field, setting out (with time, resources, and establishment credentials) to reach an objective of building consensus that is doomed from the start. Cis-ignorance can be seen in the dismissal of existing knowledge, framing the whole of trans healthcare as “inconclusive,” “unknown” or risky, and in calls for infeasible and unethical RCT or blinded control studies. Observers may wonder whether cis-ignorance is intentional and abusive, or careless and ill-informed. Regardless of intent, it manifests as an exertion of cis power over trans communities, in a National Health Service that continues to fail to uphold trans people’s rights to equality in healthcare.”

Anyway, I encourage you to go read Horton's article if you have the time and inclination; it's an excellent elucidation of the major issues in a dangerous review that has the potential to make healthcare for trans people in the UK even worse than it already is.

#transgender #transphobia #trans #trans rights #trans youth #trans uk #transmasc #transfem #uk #uk news #uk politics #cass review #cass report #puberty blockers #nhs #gender affirming care #lgbt #lgbtqia #my posts

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reality-liver-n0 · 8 months

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This is going to be my worst post to date (in my opinion)

But after the anguish and turmoil that has hit Balalaika fans after her appearence in the latest chapter like her lack of muscle/strength that we know she unleashed on Rock, the fading of her scars, and other things I decided to investigate myself to see how much she changed.

The majority of these pictures are from the anime. Sad, I know, and hopefully once I find the direct panel from the manga that mirrors it I will edit or add more to this post.

I will start this by saying that Anime Balalaika is an absolute fucking unit. Like reviewing the pictures I realized that she's built like a very beautiful Russian tank and that is really the best description here.

Do you see what I mean? It's most likely the coat but still, it has to touch her shoulders to even drape.

Although, it depends on the scene as she can be like this too

Her shoulders are less defined and aren't quite as cut as the top ones but her muscle is there at least.

Above is the Virgin Rock as physical comparision

She's obviously fucking built way beyond his physique and she knows it. She corners him in or crosses her arms while his remain at his side as he tries to be unaffected. And honestly, kudos to him. He stood pretty strong in this scene and I think he knew he had to do that to even try and talk on her level.

I mean we've seen what happens when he doesn't. Disclaimers ahead, Rock is in for a rough ride. I on the other hand, laughed my ass off when I took these screenshots.

Also, here is what I personally think went through Balalaika's head in each scene and the progression of it.

% Anger Level - Annoyance

Jesus Christ, he's on this bullshit again. Sounds like one of those family dogs I keep having to put down.

% Anger Level - Frustrated

Maybe if I make it clear I'm pissed right now he'll have some sense left in him. If he says one more word I am going to make him the hood ornament for the car.

% Anger Level - Hostility

Just looking at this cigarerette is giving me an idea. I could just throw him like I could with this. Sooner or later he'll be stepped on; fire dying out.

% Anger Level - Rage

I'm certain his face will never change in his casket

With one strike I could gouge his eyes out. Maybe then he'll see justice.

You've sealed your fate Rock. Now you'll suffer the death of a true hero.

(Woohoo! 🎉You passed the slideshow and now I'll do my commetary. Here's a Boris photo as a reward.)

This is the face he wanted to make right when Rock started talking.

Anyway, I must have forgotten just how Balalaika threw Rock since I took those screenshots. I knew that she did it but somehow forgot that she did it with one arm. Or at least how much power she put into flinging him like a ragdoll. LIke she fucking lifted him in the air with one hand and with a single move had him on the hood in split seconds.

Here's a funny picture I caught mid-shot as well

His feet aren't touching the ground. He's fully straight as if he didn't have have a second to take it in, meanwhile his hands are just open and it's like he forgot he was even alive. No doubt, he had a vision that when Balalaika even reached for him that she just punted him to the afterlife.

Meanwhile, I cannot imagine the raw terror Revy must have felt seeing this happen.

She is scared as hell here. Keep in mind that this entire exchange she can't see Balalaika's face or Rock's. Both their backs are to her until Balalaika throws Rock. Still, I doubt that she really could've seen him past Balalaika's frame. Meanwhile, she's probabaly just processing that Balalaika's strong enough to do what she just did. Most likely she already knew she has a lot of physical power, I mean look at her, but this is the first time she's seen it and it happened to the worst person possible.

I can fully say that Balalaika is a fucking beast in hand-to-hand combat with the body to match it. And this is only focusing on her throwing Rock! She already snapped a neck by this point. Rock saw that and again, he does have some courage or maybe stupidity to even do this since he saw that with his own eyes.

Revy hasn't. And I don't think Rock told her, at least not until he knew they were back in Roanapur and safe. He was still traumatized by it too so chances are he is suffering some recurring nightmare of it. To top it off, this event alone was so visceral in his mind that he draws a direct comparaision to Chang, symbolizing how truly helpess he was.

With all that out of the way here isthe recent manga depiction of Balalaika

(no comment needed)

Here are the earlier depictions of her in the previous chapters. All the thanks to @crystallinee-waters and @progmanx for the posts concerning the chapters and the usual girlboss stuff 💅

Love you two for that

In conclusion the only explanation for this is that Chang used his CIA connnections (Eda) to tamper with the latest chapter to make himself look cooler. And I guess he had enough mercy to include Rock in that upgrade too, for whatever reason.

Hero of the chapter was definitely Le Majeur

Homegirl got sacraficed by Balalaika to the gays

Which will probabaly be another cursed post sometime in the future with the Holy Trinity (Balalaika, Revy and Le Majeur)

✊ They're staying strong and holding down the series' reperesentation of the ABC Mafia

(😔 not canonically tho only Le Majeur has officially come out, or got outed by her comrade. But then Revy saved her ass and definitely did not hear anything and now does not knows what Le Majeur really is.)

A homosexual 🌈

Okay. I think I'm finally done with this, and I went off the rails by the end but this post now exists so I will return to my secluded hole 🕳️

(Forgot to add buff Revy too, so here she is)

She can be both happy and mad but she's still jacked af (and silently judging you at all times because of your gayness)

#black lagoon #revy #balalaika #rock black lagoon #le majeur #Sign the petition to bring back B's muscles #Interact with this post to show your support of this worthy cause #Long ass cursed shit-post #Revy hates everyone equally #Including gays which includes herself #Obviously #analysis

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whaddup, broski!! if you’re taking requests, i’d like to request the mm! bois falling for a fem! reader who’s basically raph. loves fighting, loves working out, loud asf, cursed with resting bitch face, blunt, sarcastic, sensitive, all that jazz. but, once you get to know her, she’s actually really funny and sweet. NEVER afraid to speak her mind, so she may come across as rude or sassy at times, but she never means to be. (DEFINITELY has adhd)

a/n: hi. sorry it took me so long to complete this, i've might've been slightly obsessed with baldurs gate 3 and romancing hard rn (might actually write a oneshot with said romance interest and my tav) i hope you're having a great day!

MM!TMNT with a Reader like Raph

Leo:

Oml when he meets you along with April, he’s both worried and excited

Floods of nervousness kept pricking at him as the boys questioned April, his eyes moving towards you.

When you kept glancing towards him, his worries only increased.

Was he doing something wrong? Was he being too weird?

Turns out, you were just curious as to why he was hiding behind everyone else.

Initially, your loudness and bluntness surprised and scared the boys. What could they do?

But Leo was drawn to you, no matter how loud you got.

You and Raph quickly bonded over your shared love of working out and excessive violence.

Any mission was a mixture of yelling and confusion among the rest of the boys while you and Raph took care of business.

Leo’s crush on you, however? Massive.

You thought the comments on his brief crush on April was excessive? They’ve reached a new threshold here.

Multiple comments of: “Leo’s got no rizz” and “Wanna try that again?”

Before the ultimate battle with Superfly however, something quite interesting happened. You let out a different side.

As you both travelled towards your probable imminent death, you nudged him.

“Hey, Leo. Can I tell you something?

“What? Oh, yeah totally. What is it?” he said, surprised you weren’t boisterous for once.

“I actually think Leon Ardo is a better name. Might take it someday.”

Leo’s face looked confused, and also slightly flattered. His heart started to race, and his cheeks felt warm.

“Oh! Uh, thanks. That means a lot.”

“Feelings mutual. You’re doing great.”

After the battle with Superfly, it was certainly a shock.

Debris scattered everywhere, people cheering and screaming, and blood. Everywhere.

Thankfully, you had a great support system in the form of Splinter and your parents. Also screamo karaoke.

At school, you both were constantly divided. The loudmouth, and the teacher’s pet.

But that didn’t stop you. And it didn’t stop you from taking him to prom.

Raph:

Instant connection. Like immediately.

Both of you supportively screaming and yelling while working out was a bonding activity for both of you.

You got along with his brothers moderately well, more thankful that you could balance him out.

Anytime you had goons for interrogation, it was instantaneous for you, information spilling out like water out of a jug.

“What’s wrong with your face?” “It’s always like this.”

As you got to know the boys, you slowly let loose. Your previous intimidating facade was quickly melted by your sweet compliments.

Every plan that was made, your thoughts slipped between your lips without fail. They refer to it as “brutal criticism”

Eventually, you and Raph grew extremely close

That’s when Raph realised he had a thing for you.

Anytime he tried to draft up a confession, your resting face would discourage him

He actually confessed on the battlefield, when he thought you died

Did it over your unconscious body and everything

Imagine his surprise when you opened your eyes, and when you confessed as well.

Donnie:

You know his anime brain? He immediately compares you to those femme fatale characters.

Daki, Revy, even Asuka. All of those characters he saw in you.

Your loudness and bluntness were viewed through a rose-tinted glass

Yet, he was petrified of you.

Only at first though

Mostly because it looks like you could break him with just your knuckle

After, he slowly started warming up to you

He legitimately put you on a pedestal when he heard you mention Attack on Titan for the first time

Soulbonded after that.

He kept brainstorming workout plans for you

Most nights composed of you looking up anime character workout plans

During the fights with Superfly and other mutants, you kept decimating through enemies

Raph was secretly fanboying, while Donnie?

Oh boy, he was floored.

After that mission, he kept analysing if you liked him back or not.

This is how you noticed the way he acted around you.

It shifted, changed.

He seemed embarrassed whenever you watched him listen to K-POP

Or anime, even though it was a shared interest between the two of you.

Before the fight with Superfly, you lightly confronted him

Which, of course, led to him rambling-confessing to you.

You swore that you felt the same, but to make it semi-official after the fight.

Now, the two of you are known as the brute hackers, the culprits of who exactly is hacking the school’s gradebook and editing grades.

Mikey:

Oooh. If I could describe your relationship in its early stages

Very much golden retriever and guard dog energy

Even though you kept responding with snarky comments, you’d always indulge in his questions about the human world

Anytime you had your resting face on, he’d try to cheer you up

Even if you were just staring at a wall

If we’re including loudness, you two were virtually the same

Mikey only being slightly quieter than you

He always runs jokes by you before telling them

Loves your jokes and your vibes to the ten fold

The rest of the brothers were petrified of you at first, but not Mikey

Kept sticking to you like a magnet

During the Superfly battle, he kept worrying over you

Like never before

When they’re all captured, you fought alongside Splinter as best as you could

But because your experience with martial arts isn’t the same as a martial arts master, you got kidnapped as well.

You wish you could’ve erased the defeated look on his face on you

After the fight, you felt a breath of fresh air flood you as you embraced everybody

It was hard adjusting to school life, but you had Mikey by your side

Constantly joking and supporting you

And you did the same, especially at his first day at Improv Club

You’d built him a support sign and everything.

#tmnt mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem #tmnt #tmnt x reader #tmnt mm #mutant mayhem x reader #mm leo #mm mikey #mm raph #mm donnie

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drift-compatible-poll · 9 months

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Preliminary Round: Kamen Rider

Igarashi Ikki/Revi and Vice(top left) vs Banjou Ryuuga and Kiryuu Sento(top right) vs Hojo Emu and Parad(bottom left) vs Hidari Shoutarou and Phillip(bottom right)

Propaganda for Revi and Vice: "The series starts with them being at odds with each other, but with Vice being Ikki's inner demon they have to work together, and the series is about them doing just that and learning from each other. Most of the "checkpoints" in their relationship are marked by them getting new armor that only works if they're in synch with each other. One of them has them working together in one suit , while their final form is based on magnets and all of their stronger attacks are them using opposite magnetic poles to propel/attract the other"

Propaganda for Ryuuga and Sento: "the whole show is built on the ideal that through love and leave people can thrive in a world full of darkness where hope is removed. Banjou and sento have to go through countless trials and tribulations but at the end of the day they form a long last connection and trust each other and end up doing everything they can to save the other. Their bond ended up saying the world and created a new world (version of earth) without the darkness. They both weren’t supposed to exist in this new world but they did and found each other. They aren’t supposed to be compatibile as the show uses motifs of machinery and life forms to create different toku suit transformations ie rabbit and tank. However at they end they are able to combine their motifs (rabbit and dragon bottles) to create rabbitdragon form which consists of both of them and their minds together."

Propaganda for Emu and Parad: "their connection to each other was a large part of ex-aid's story, as Parad was created from Emu. They share a mental and physical connection with one another, so the Drifting Mind Meld would be as easy as breathing to them."

Propaganda for Shoutarou and Phillip: "It's literally the gimmick for their series! :D They can transform into Double *only* by working together! They are a two-in-one Rider! >:3 Shoutaro controls the left side of the body, while Philip controls the right side, but they're so in synch that they both control the body as one most of the time, without disconnect. The driver was made for Philip to work with someone, and Shoutaro ended up using it for an emergency, but they were compatible with each other from the start. Also one of the arcs of the show is Philip's mother trying to have him form Double with another person that she thinks would create a more powerful Double, but Philip refuses and says that Shoutaro's "weaknesses" (aka being kind and wanting to help everyone) is part of what makes Double so strong (this arc leads them to unlock their super form too, which is the two of them actually fused together, instead of using one body and having the other share his consciousness with it)"

#igarashi ikki #vice kamen rider #banjou ryuuga #kiryuu sento #hojo emu #parad kamen rider #hidari shotaro #phillip kamen rider #kamen rider #kamen rider revice #kamen rider build #kamen rider ex aid #kamen rider w #preliminary round #tournament poll

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