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[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Heyo I love your blog.

I was wondering if you could recommend your fave AU fics. You always know the best ones. Any Stiles Ships if possible, bonus points if it's Sterek/Steter/Stargent or Stetopher.

Thanks x

Yeah! I worked really hard re-reading my fav fics just for you. Enjoy.

Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone 

(1/1 I 7,799 I Teen I Sterek)

“I called you a slave-driver!” Stiles cried hysterically. “I called you an ogre! I stole all the blue paperclips!” Derek raised an eyebrow at him. “That’s company property!” he shouted, waving his arms madly in distress. Derek ran a hand over his face. “It’s not theft if the vice president of the company gives you permission.”   (Otherwise known as the Elevator AU)

cool story, bro by drunktuesdays

(1/1 I 13,087 I Explicit I Sterek)

“FUUUUUUCK, is it a sweet valley high situation where Stiles is very aware that his twin is way more attractive and confident than he is, EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE IDENTICAL, and he always ends up with the hotter significant others and more friends and Stiles guesses that's why he's attracted to the pack at first, because it's something that's just his, not his twin's too. But of course, Stiles's twin gets bit and now he's part of Derek's pack, and Derek doesn't snap at him like he snaps at Stiles, never slams him into things, fucking FIGURES, STILES'S TWIN GETS EVERYTHIIIIIIIING.”

Darling It Is No Joke by thehoyden

(1/1 I 13,250 I Explicit I Sterek)

The first thing Stiles thinks when he opens the door is that it’s not his birthday, but someone has sent him some kind of cop stripper.

Bones Straining Under the Weight by weathervaanes

(1/1 I 15,645 I Explicit I Sterek)

One of Stiles' favorite things about life is Derek Hale's food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.

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“Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”

His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”

"Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?"

Jimmy chuckles. "Good-looking guy, huh?"

"You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn't snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV."

Jimmy smiles a small private smile. "I don't think TV is his medium."

Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Shy?"

The man laughs heartily at that. "No, I wouldn't say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder."

Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain

(1/1 I 17,698 I Teen I Sterek)

“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."

Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.

"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."

"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."

Binomial Coefficients by DevilDoll

(1/1 I 20,783 I Teen I Sterek)

In which brainy freshman Stiles Stilinski wants star quarterback Derek Hale to join the math team, AKA math nerds in love.

Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain

(1/1 I 35,197 I Teen I Sterek)

“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.” 



“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly. 



Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding: 



DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him

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Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

Cornerstone by Vendelin

(6/6 I 83,738 I Explicit I Sterek)

Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

Gravity's Got Nothing on You by zosofi

(11/11 I 83,979 I Explicit I Sterek)

“Three weeks,” Derek says.

“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.

“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…

“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.“

“My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”

“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #anastasia review #magic!stiles #fake/pretend relationship #twin!stiles

[claramemesbadly]

I completely forgot I was gonna do this little project I came up with in 2023...

So I had lots of mixed feelings about the Monster High Gen 3, some good and some bad, they've mostly waned since I decided to do this. I wanted to redesign some of the characters to vent my artistic frustrations/needs. I call it MONSTER HIGH GEN 3.5!!!! I'm calling it 3.5 because it takes gen 3 and mashes it with some added stuff that is from Gen 1 or from personal interperation. You may tell I'm D&D fan.. Regardless I hope yall like it! This is no hate to G3, this is just ~artistic interperation and critique~

I decided to go with the most egregious designs (imo) first and foremost. So here's Ghoulia!

I was disapointed in the lack of pants G3 had, especially considering Ghoulai's weird gloopy skirt was... not it at ALL. Unlike other people I do actually like her brain pattern jacket, so I kept it. This is a great oppratunity to get into the teenage dirtbag e girl aesthetics, cus gen z/alpha is all about the AESTHETICS. Ghoulia still talks in moans and groans like in G1, and she's more of a geek rather than nerd type like in G3 as Frankie is more of the brainy one in the new gen.

Typical braindead teenagers on their iCoffins all day amiright... /j She's also got some more zombie features, like some portions of her flesh being missing, some bone is exposed, her eyes are crossed because dead bodies go cross eyed when they... well, die. Perhaps this is the reason she wears clothes that cover most of her body? And I imagine zombies probably have a particular smell to them that can't exactly be washed away no matter how many shower one takes.

And ofc Ghoulia is still the #1 Deadfast fan

#monster high #monster high redesign #monster high 3.5 #ghoulia yelps #monster high dolls

[puella-peanut]

If Alpha Twig got Omega Danny pregnant in high school, do you think they would have stayed together? How would their families react?

Well well...depending on how much I want to be nice or mean to Danny-boy and Terry, the scenarios could vary. Since I have a similar ask for this scenario but that Anon wanted fluff, this one will be on the angsty side (sorry, Danny-boy). Heads up for underage Daniel, Omega-sexism, me making Danny suffer, and super bastard boyfriend psycho Terry (as well as his shitty father). 

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—By early February, as soon as his Ma leaves, Daniel spends nearly every morning before school resting his cheek against the cool porcelain toilet in the bathroom he shares with his Ma in their shabby apartment. He turned 15 in December, still looks like 12—he’s just a kid, a pup, a freshman, and now he’s...

Daniel can’t even finish the thought. ('Cause he promised Ma, Madonna bless her, he’d be good here in Omega-friendly California, stay outta trouble. That’s why she allowed him to go to one of these progressive Integrated Schools instead of a mediocre Omega Government-Funded Institution.) And he’d been so happy, so excited—and now he’s in the worst trouble of his life. Daniel’s eyes fill. What on earth is he gonna tell his Ma? What on earth is he gonna tell...

...Terry?

(The ridiculously handsome, popular Alpha who’d graciously invited Daniel to his Christmas party at the fancy loft in upscale LA, a week before Christmas break, and Daniel had innocently gone along, totally flattered that his crush since the very first day of school in August had asked...him! Poor, plain, and little almost-15-year-old Daniel LaRusso! And Terry had been tall and dashing and seductive—giving Daniel all of his undivided attention, and then his first taste of champagne, and a bit later his first kiss. And then real late that very evening his first...well, everything.) 

Daniel had lost a lot that night, more than he knew at the moment, and had woken up alone, and sore, and frightened—and with an aching head in a guest bedroom instead of Terry’s apartment-sized bedroom. A Beta maid had offered him breakfast, but he’d turned the lavish tray down, mortified, and left immediately once he found his clothes neatly folded and freshened up on the vanity’s chair. He hadn’t seen Terry. (He'd...wanted to.)

Ma had been more worried than angry, and had fussed over him when he’d returned with a feeble lie. Luckily he was wearing a turtleneck sweater, so she didn’t see the bruises and bite marks on his neck and shoulder, and the matching hand-shaped bruises on his wrists. And she didn't have a clue about the mouth-shaped-marks on his chest, his inner thighs. Thank the Alpha up above. Anyways, he’d moped over Christmas not feeling himself, and daydreaming about Terry, wishing he would call, and not thinking too much on why he didn’t. 

But after a holiday that was anything but merry, Terry didn’t even spare him a passing glance when school started again on the 3rd. That first day back without a single word or look of acknowledgement from the Alpha had crushed Daniel, deeply, and he’d cried a little in the bathroom after he’d thrown up all his lunch. So he ended up being not only heartbroken, but ill for the new year. Go figure. 

I think in this one, Anon, Terry is a Senior. He’s wealthy, spoiled, and a playboy—he has time to fuck around with many a pretty Omega, but no time to stick around for one. Terry’s going places, you see, he’s a brainy and bookish scholar despite the lecherous side; he has been accepted to several of the Ivy League Alpha-Only universities of Yale, Columbia, Harvard; maybe even to schools abroad like Oxford—he can’t be having a fucking pup now. 

(Why Alpha above, he could’ve shaken the boy as he’d stuttered and stumbled through telling Terry about his...condition in a classroom in a lonely part of the school. Wanted to, badly, when the kid had started crying these great hulking sobs that shook his body, looking so small and delicate and fragile—and giving off such terrified pheromones that it made Terry’s stomach roll with...with he didn’t even know what. He didn’t even respond to the boy’s pitiful pleading, just left him there all crumpled and blotchy on the floor in the too-big red sweater Terry had ripped off him that night in December...only now with endless tears running down his face. But Terry could smell it on him, easy, like Alphas could of the Omegas they’d knotted up. He was reeking of it. Those pregnancy pheromones, his and the kid’s mixed together, tangled up in a knot...)

...He gets his father, the Alpha Silver-senior, to hush this nonsense all up, threaten the kid and his mother if they retaliate (not that Betas, and especially Omegas, had much of a percentage, if any, of winning a lawsuit against an Alpha). And Silver sr. does, because his only child (a strapping boy, an Alpha! How proud is he!) is set to take over the legendary Silver business, and needs to keep the connections, name, and social hierarchy a fancy university will maintain for him—not the shame a penniless, pregnant Omega and bastard puppy will bring. Why, what a pity they outlawed the Breeding Farms a century ago—he’d have that Omega slut banished there instead. He wishes Terrance had been more discreet, true—but then there’s that ridiculous Alpha bragging pride that his son knocked up an untouched 14 year old Omega at, what, only 18? A proper Alpha already! He signs the papers with a flourish, plans out the monthly fee—measured in accordance, of course, if the child comes out an Alpha (wonderful, but doubtful), a Beta (boring), or an Omega (vermin). He chides Terrance with a good laugh over their favorite Irish whiskey and imported Cuban cigars, and doesn’t give the matter a second thought. Margaret will oversee the little monthly problem. Now, back to securing that fantastic deal with that German company...

(Anyway, Anon, Terry did think that Danny-boy had been quite the little darling, probably the prettiest Omega Terry ever saw—but that means nothing, really, since the kid was only good for an (admittedly excellent) fuck, and it had been great fun taking his first time. Oh, he’d seen the way the boy’s big eyes had looked shyly his way after that night when they passed each other in the school corridors between classes they never shared—and he’d paid no heed outside of scoffing once he’d passed. What, did the kid think Terry would date him or something, that they’d be official? That Terry’d give him his varsity jacket, like how Johnny had given his to his Omega girl, Betsy? Did the boy really think Terry would love him? Omegas these days. Ridiculous.)

Father transfers the boy to another school, Omega only, and not that dreadful like most of those were—really, the boy should thank him on bended knee!—so he can have the pup like he wants (why not just terminate the blasted thing?), and complete his education. It’s more than many an Omega usually gets, since the discomfort of unshared Heats, the high-percentage fail rate of suppressants, and the sheer yearning of wanting an Alpha to fuck and mate them make many drop-out young. And they’re pressured anyway, to find an Alpha, and get married off as soon as possible, even as young as 13 if they start their Heats early—something which the Government always turned a blind eye to, even here in progressive California. After all, Omegas don’t need to have brains, just spread their dainty legs and pump out pups. Easy peasy. 

So, Terry feels good about the...situation. Mostly. There’s a niggling sensation there, something that feels like it’s pressing on a bruise that Terry doesn’t even know he has. No matter, it’ll pass. He’ll ring up his Alpha pals, Johnny, Ponytail, and Mikey—it’ll make for an amusing yarn to share over dinner and bourbon (and maybe a couple Omega whores if he can bribe Milos to get them for Pony and Mike, since John got boring once he started mooning over Betsy). 

Terry only just wishes he could get the kid out of his memory, damn it. Why, the way he’d caught Terry’s eye since the school year had started, tiny little fluffy-haired brunette—like he’d been tailored just for Terry’s personal tastes. The sweet, addictive scent of him when Terry had bumped into him between classes, once, twice, thrice on purpose—before casually asking him to his party. And when he’d shown up, all in over his head and cutely thanking Terry for the invite—Terry had been ridiculously charmed, deciding then and there that the kid was his that night. (Who cared that he was 14-looking-12? Society didn’t give a flying fuck about Omega-rights and nor did Terry, though both pretended they did.) Anyway, he knew he’d decided rightly when, later on, his mouth had watered like never before to stake his claim on that mating gland when the kid had curled up in his lap away from prying eyes, tipsy and adorable. Or how gorgeous those brown eyes were, especially when they’d looked shyly up at him with such tender affection that Terry had carried him off then and there to his bedroom. The flushed cheeks, the plump mouth moving naively against his own. It was nearly too much. And those sweet, if surprised, sobs of pleasure when he’d...

Shit, he needs another fucking drink. 

So what happens next, Anon?

Daniel has the pup, of course—an Omega he names Samantha. And he loves her from the moment she’s placed screaming in his exhausted arms. Adores her instantly, perhaps even more than usual, because she has her father’s wavy dark hair, and his bright blue eyes...

...Daniel manages to get through school until 18, finding it tremendously difficult to balance studying, and a part time job, and a puppy, but he pushes through it, sometimes on three hours of sleep a night, determined. And maybe a little bit angry (and a lot hurt). The meagre monthly stipend he receives from Terry’s father for having an Omega puppy covers some of Sam’s expenses, and that’s a blessing regardless, because she’ll have it until she has her Omega coming of age at 16, when the dole will stop. It’s not that bad, he supposes wistfully sometimes when Sam’s asleep, and his homework is completed, and it’s just him and his lonesome thoughts. 

(Not that bad even if it does sting that Terry’s never bothered to contact them, or that he hasn’t seen the Alpha since he was pulled out of that school early March. Just to have one more look at him, that’s all he wanted. For old times sake...)

As for Ma, well she's eternally disappointed in him, of course, even though Daniel tries his very best. But she left New Jersey to give him a better life, a better chance across the country where Omegas were allowed to flourish—and what did he do to repay her just a few months later? Oh, she loves Sammy very much and helps take care of her, but something breaks down in their relationship, and Daniel simply doesn’t have the tools to fix it. So when, at 18, Daniel and little Sam relocate to the Bronx for a charity-organized paid training position for single-parent Omegas it’s with a strange, if bittersweet, relief on both sides of the parting. 

But he’s grateful to be trained as a mechanic, a position Omegas aren’t usually taught, nor hired to be in. But Daniel’s a fighter, he fought for equal-opportunity job rights, fought for his little Sam, for himself. He won’t let his past hurt him. He’s gonna move on. Maybe the progressive, Omega-friendly New York City is where he’s meant to be. 

And for a while he’s right, Anon, because now, at 20, he’s respected at his job, and makes a decent living. He’s even landed a good-looking 30 year old blond fighter pilot in the Alpha Armed Forces (the AAF) named Johnny. They’re living together, and Johnny popped the question a little while ago. Daniel’s now got a nice little ring on his finger, and Johnny’s even tried to Claim him, but for some reason it didn’t take...

Whatever. Johnny doesn’t care that the Claim didn’t hold, or that Daniel has had a pup with another Alpha. Sammy likes him, he’s got a steady job, he makes Daniel laugh nearly as much as they bicker, and okay, okay—it’s so very nice to be petted, and cuddled, and wanted, and have his natural Omega urges satisfied. Oh, Daniel likes Johnny very much. (Maybe one day he’ll even love him.)

So, overall, things are going well!

...Until it doesn’t, Anon, because one day, Daniel finds himself adding the finishing touches to a gorgeous vintage black convertible with red leather insides that some fool rear-ended. A classic make like this would cost a pretty penny; whatever Alpha owns this (and of course it’s an Alpha)—is filthy, disgustingly rich. 

He should have known then, should have realized before the owner showed up, before the long stride of expensive dress shoes was heard echoing off the concrete floors. Before that familiar scent of bourbon and cigar smoke hit his nose.

But Daniel doesn’t, so when Terry Silver—wealthier, taller, and more dashing than ever—shows up, Daniel finds himself backing up against the car he just polished, so many emotions tangled up in his stomach it’ll take years to pull them apart, if ever. 

Terry’s polite, charming, sophisticated. But the years have sharpened him like a knife, making his smile at once captivating and deadly. He tells Daniel in a friendly manner how he’s very recently become the head of his family’s company, now that his father’s finally passed. That he’s the one who sent Daniel the latest monthly stipend for Sam seeing that Margaret was dismissed immediately after the funeral. That he’s known the exact whereabouts of Daniel and Samantha for two weeks now, since the day his father died. 

Terry tells him, still grinning even while Daniel’s hands start shaking—of the fact that his convertible landing in Daniel’s bodyshop was not a stroke of luck, but rather a set-up. A plan not only for Terry’s personal amusement, but also to soothe his rage—to observe Danny at work, see how an Omega got by at a (haha!) paying job. A job which he, sweet Danny-boy, should never have been fucking trained for in the first place, which he should never have been working at. Or working, whatsoever. 

That Terry knows—and here his blue eyes grow so cold when he glances in utter disgust at the simple engagement ring that they look like ice—about Johnny. About their wedding plans. About the failed Claiming. 

And lastly, lastly because this is all not enough of shock for one day, for one life—

—the reason, Terry says as lightly as if he were mentioning the weather, the Claiming failed from that subpar fool of an Alpha is because you’ve already been Claimed, sweetheart. Since that night when you were 14. For several years now, you’ve been mine. And, Danny-boy, darling—you didn’t even suspect a thing. 

Daniel can’t breathe, can’t think. Can’t do anything except put up his hands defensively as Terry steps in close, crowding Daniel against the convertible, the knots of his spine shoved hard enough against the polished metal to be sore for days. 

Terry’s shadow towers over Daniel, and his hands hold his wrists so tightly that he wraps them in bruises just as he did all those years ago. Daniel whimpers in pain, in fear, in terrified confusion at how quickly his life has turned upside down again—and Terry’s smile broadens as he grinds Daniel’s wrist bones painfully.

All these years, Terry whispers in his ear, I couldn't get you out of my fucking mind. It was like having a fever that never got better. I had to make it better; I had to get better, Danny-boy. My father, curse him, wouldn't have it. He thought it was nonsense, that it would run its course, and when it didn't, he took great care to keep any and all information about you and my pup away from me. Margaret helped. And I waited, waited until he dropped dead by either my hand or fate, and everything he owned and signed and kept hidden—became mine. Though you, Terry says kissing the top of his head tenderly, have always been. 

He takes Daniel in his arms, rests his head against his chest, against his heartbeat. Chuckles when he feels the tremors going through Daniel's body. 

Terry gives Daniel an ultimatum: Daniel and Sam can go back with him to LA on his private plane, latest by tomorrow night—or he takes Sam with him in the next hour, and Daniel will never see her again, he’ll make sure of it. What's Daniel going to do, anyways? A working-class Omega who got knocked up at 14, attempt to go up against an Alpha, a Silver? Oh, sweetheart. How you make me laugh! 

And it's bullshit, total bullshit in every way because of course there's only one solution. There's no way Daniel would ever leave his little girl, and Terry knows this. He's always known this. It's the ace up his sleeve. 

So he wipes the tear that falls down Daniel’s cheek almost gently, letting his thumb linger on Daniel’s wobbling bottom lip. There’s a hunger in his eyes, a possessive desire. A cold-blooded triumph. 

“Well, Danny-boy?” he says fondly. 

#well kids this is why you should practice safe-sex #silverusso #terry silver #daniel larusso #cobra kai #the karate kid #in which i chase paper cuts #in which i respond to your inquiries #sweep the leg

[lgbtqmanga]

New Releases April 18, 2023

Barbarities vol. 2 by Tsuta Suzuki

After Joel flatly turned down his bodyguard’s aggressive advances, things have grown cold between the two men. But when Simon, the former king’s brother, returns, everyone is on high alert. Simon wants the crown for himself and he’s even willing to partner with the kingdom’s enemies to take it. If Joel and Adam are to stop him, they’ll need to get over their differences and work together. But can Adam put aside his intense feelings for Joel?

Catch These Hands! vol. 4 by murata

There’s something different about what Soramori means by “like” and what Takabe means by “like” — but can the two come closer nonetheless? See how their unique love story will unfold in the final volume of this heartwarming ex-delinquent yuri comedy!

Does it Count if You Lose Your Virginity to an Android? vol. 1 by Yakinikuteishoku

Beautiful, brainy Tsuda Akane is indispensable at the robotics manufacturer where she works, but her colleagues never saw her private side. At home, Akane’s a hot mess with an apartment that looks more like a landfill than a living space. When she drunkenly orders a maid to help her tidy up, the lady android who arrives is a horny hottie that’s about to give Akane more service than she bargained for!

The Executioner and Her Way of Life vol. 2  by Mato Sato, Ryo Mitsuya, and nilitsu

In order to kill Akari, Menou follows Orwell’s orders and boards a train to Garm. Unbeknownst to her, terrorists bent on capturing the princess Ashuna sneak onboard. Will Menou be able to deal with these unexpected foes on the runaway train, or has she met her match?

I Hear the Sunspot: Four Seasons vol  by Yuki Fumino

Kohei Sugihara, college student with hearing loss, and Taichi Sagawa, his ever-optimistic former classmate, met in a chance encounter that ignited an undeniable spark that would eventually blossom into love.

Now it’s spring and as Kohei nears graduation, his search for a job begins. Meanwhile, Taichi finds himself in charge of someone new at work. Life is busier than ever, but all in all, things seem to be looking up for the pair. That is, until the sudden appearance of Ena, one of Kohei’s old flames.

Love is an Illusion vol. 2 by Fargo

It might be said that omega Hye-sung has an attitude problem. His life as an alpha has been turned completely on its head thanks to meeting Dojin, except unfortunately for him, his life is about to get even more uncertain… When Hye-sung gets sick, a quick trip to the doctor results in a life-changing surprise for them both. Dojin is ready to take responsibility, but is Hye-sung willing to cooperate?

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady vol. 4 (novel) by Piero Karasu

After receiving the right to succession, Euphyllia is facing a future where she becomes ruler, while Anisphia is released from her obligations and continues her research. How will this affect the future of Palettia—and Anis and Euphie’s blossoming relationship?

Sasaki and Miyano First-Years vol. 1 (novel) by Shou Harusono and Kotoko Hachijo

Welcome one and all—to the fabulous life and times of Sasaki, Miyano, and their closest companions! Ever wondered how Kuresawa met his girlfriend? Want to find out if Miyano and Kuresawa were always friends? Or contemplated just why Miyano and Hirano are so close? The answers to these questions—and many more—will be revealed in Sasaki and Miyano: First Years!

The Vexations of a Shut-In Vampire Princess vol. 4 (novel) by Kotei Kobayashi 

With the conclusion of the Six Nations War, Komari’s life finally starts to settle down...or so she thinks! At the behest of Karla Amatsu, a commander from Heavenly Paradise, Komari is sent as an envoy to a far eastern nation where a major crisis lies in wait! Will this vampire princess ever catch a break?

#new releases #manga #light novels #lgbt manga #queer manga

[nessa007]

Tell me 2000s or earlier movies that were perfect but stupid critics panned it to the point that very few people recognize the classics they were

I’m still mad about how underrated Scooby Doo was. It totally put the complicated friends dynamic all in the open.

Daphne is smart and self assured and she loves being ultra feminine unapologetically

Velma is smart and brainy and she’s not above dressing sexy and of course she is confronted with her own brand of internalized misogyny (very revolutionary for the “brainy” girls of 2000s who look down on the cheerleader) and damn yea she wants recognition for what contributes to the group and YES it should be a deal breaker

Fred embodies the stereotypical alpha male and mellows out

Shaggy isn’t some stoned out guy in the corner, he values all his friends equally and fights to keep the team together

And the suspense was top notch

AND they managed to get mr bean????

Bro! This movie was legendary!

And legit EVERY ACTOR treated their role like the treasure it was instead of looking like they’re just in a silly movie for the money!

agreed! scooby doo is a great example of this and i’m serious when i say that movie is a masterpiece 👏

i think critics hated miss congeniality but it’s a great movie and has a great message behind it

hocus pocus was hated by critics, flopped at the box office but became a cult classic and halloween fave

#*replies

[afriendlyood2]

Confession of the most arrogant sjw ever, aw shiiii

hello, I have a flow of thoughts about hyperreality, digital instruments, fandoms and anger and arrogancy...

and mental health of course

so basically many influencers before my unpopular and even cancelled ass already noted that we have entered this digital agenda era when gadgets are stealing our attention and overwealm our brain to the point that we forget our own thoughts and real world around us

and that is their very agenda, as digital marketing specialists are batteling for the space on our phone screen and seconds of our attention, and public speakers and polititians are battling to drag us into the discourceTM bc "how can you be out of politics you ignorant jerk the world is on fire" etc etc. many described these mechanisms before so I won't repeat what they have said already, it's out on Youtube and many otehr resources.

and also many said before me how fandom discourse went to shit... well, it was shit even in my youth... we would battle over this problematic bullshit even by that time which was the early social media era of late 00s - early 10s (now it is even more radicalized though, to my horror)

but I as a millenial am horrified of how gen z and gen alpha folk are not yet realizing where it will get them in 10-15 yrs time... it will get them in hell, as I as a 30 yrs old millenial see from my own exeperience. some of them won't even survive mentally and I am even not overstimating the problem, as this is also real.

back in the day we had this cursed AOT fandom. I knew a girl from my city (I was in early 20s she was still a school teen) - an easy imaginable situatuion, as the fandom is mostly made of these age people. notable mention - by that time culture geek culture wasn't open to the self critisism sentiment yet, actually the opposite - geeks were made cool, "brainy is the new sexy" bullshit was sold to you by sherlock bbc or the big bang theory or shit like that, so geeks and especially millenials were HIGHLY arrogant and gatekeeping (i mean uss callister was yet to happen, in the meantime we actually head star trek into darkess coming out tbh). add that to the western way of white saving everyone and pull the discourse from a higher position of somebody morally dominant and 'progressive' and you will get quite a sick mental cocktail to spoil everybody more or less geeky and intellectual stepping into the online fandom game, especially if you faced bulling in school before that or smth... that shit alltogether can make you this arrogant main character with savior complex, fr, and I am horrified to see that in modern fandm teens cause THEY HAVE NO IDEA where it can lead them, yet I sadly do.

well /dark batman music theme/ let me tell you where it can get you you little arrogant social justice dick reading this

back in the day I as I told you I knew a girl who did some AOT fanfiction which you guys as I did by the time would call problematic. because that's what you see online right? a person writing some hateful words in their art online. basically puting a negative emotion of hate and only that emotion, not what stands behind it and creates it - you're to arrogant to see that, so you judge that little hateful teen (the fact that we are making teens feeling negative things 'problematic' is some sick shit to begin with in the first place - they are teens they are SUPPOSED to feel these things, the world is going at them, come on). that fact that I was arrogant to judge her even though we had an attempt at friendly conversation and understading each other... basically it locked her up - if a person judges you, you don't wanna talk to that person, you close from that person right? yep. that's what she did... as somebody who was ACTUALLy bullied by everybody by the time, literally by everybody from her social circle - and she WOULD tell me if she would trust me enough and if I wouldn't judge her, thus I would give her shelter orgs and psychiatrists or smth, I knew some by the time so could help.

thing is the girl - tw here - killed herself. I got to know that stuff from her then-time bf who came in his riddler era to avenge me later in 2020 and for damn sure he hated my arrogant ass as I was an adult who knew his gf and had recouses for giving helo yet not the knowledge of the girl's sutiation, and not to mention we are from the same city btw. bruh my mental image crumbled right before me and in intence karma hit I tried to repeat this girl's fate TWICE since 2020, and second attempt was here in Krk after I escaped Kharkiv in 2022, this year's June. I considered myself not worthy of life and happiness because I didn' see her troubles back then.... ugh.... call that catholic gulit of smth, but I am eating myself to this day. many say - this doesn't help actually and you need to live and help the living, not to crumble over the dead ones. but for damn sure I feel the guilt EVEN THO I am not her abusive classmates or older 'protectors'.

Social justice is sometimes arrogant and blind and it SHOULD NOT BE goddammit, stop and reflect on yourselves - are you really that morally right?

Also dear gen z and gen alpha

Those who have an ok social circle of family and friends - pls drop ya phone and get to them RIGHT NOW. For those who escape to the digital world from abusive surroundings - bruh some of us out there are arrogant as shit, but please tell your pains and seek for help I beg ya, and seek for shelter in REALITY, cause YOUR REALITY is abusive in the first place and just running into the virtual world sadly won't save ya, you need a safe space irl as well fr.

That's my message of this awful Batman Daredevil and oh my god Lenny Bellardo kinnie I am in my 30s. It is not told in calm voice, I am screaming here to ya. Shit will get fucked fr. Take care of these things pls.

P.S. as tho my arrogancy in that interaction was real - these folks, oh the irony, used my guilt to put not just her death on me (even tho it's on her abusers), but also the mess in the workplace of my ex boss - not to mention she later put the death of an ex colleague on me (jeez she died because of being overwelmed by activism she did during the war so this is ON OUR ATTACKERS DAMMIT) cause it was so suitable to force me into guilt for something I am not responsible for, so she and these folks became as ugly in social justice as I am LOL. Such an irony of things turning back at them right? All these people are Ukr refugees like me btw. We all have to learn fron this.

#social justice online #kharkiv lore #if you are justice please do not lie etc etc #bruh that feels like i told this to a catholic priest #i am in poland so i get why i feel this rn #ahhhhh damn

[uptoolateart]

Miraculous and the Rules of Romance

So, here’s another one I drafted months ago and realised I really ought to post before things get super out of date after season 5 begins.

As a writer, I love analysing story elements and structure, and how it all comes together – or how people choose to subvert the ‘rules’. And one of the things I find so much fun about ‘Miraculous’ is the way it plays with the rules of romance, which I’m going to explore here.

Character Tropes

In your typical romance story, you tend to see the same types of heroes and heroines, e.g. the alpha male and the brainy mouse, or the femme fatale and the nerd, and so forth. The fun comes from pitting these tropes together and exploring the sparks that fly from their interactions. Something I think ‘Miraculous’ does so well is that the dual identity thing allows our hero and heroine each to embody multiple tropes at once.

Being more specific, Marinette is a brainy mouse and the fearless independent woman (Ladybug). Adrien plays at the alpha when he’s Cat Noir, and there’s an edge of the clown. But as Adrien, he’s the beta, who usually gets stuffed into the friend zone while the alpha wins the girl. If you ever read ‘The Mortal Instruments’, think of Simon versus Jace and you’ll know what I mean. ‘Miraculous’ is intriguing for selecting the beta as the male love interest over the alpha alter ego – although I have said before that a large part of Adrien’s journey is to become the alpha and define this on his terms, i.e. using his natural kindness as his power.

These kinds of tropes hark back to things like ‘Pride and Prejudice’ and ‘Gone with the Wind’. The latter illustrates the idea of the love triangle perfectly. Rhett is your classic alpha male, while Ashley is the beta. Although Ashley is the war hero, he comes home a broken man and becomes subservient to Scarlet. His part in the story is by and large his struggle to define himself as a man, which we could say applies to Adrien, too.

Like Adrien, Ashley is the eldest / only son of a rich family where he is destined to carry on his father’s legacy – but he turns out not to have the constitution for it. This leaves him feeling like a failure, forced to be taken care of by a woman. In the Civil War times, and the 1930s when ‘Gone with the Wind’ was written, this would have been hard to swallow. (Sadly, there are many who still find it difficult today.) Adrien is more modern than that and happy to take instruction from a female – Ladybug – but he still battles with role as the chosen son. (I’m going to talk about the theme of masculinity in a future post.)

As Cat Noir, Adrien becomes more like Rhett. Because he never appears to take anything seriously, no one else takes him seriously, until it becomes clear with time that he is more sincere than he seemed. In ‘Gone with the Wind’, this revelation comes too late and with tragic consequences. In ‘Miraculous’, Adrien is learning these lessons sooner and we’re seeing it play out for the best.

Obstacles

Romance is at its most tantalising when the couple haven’t got together yet – you spend the whole time waiting for them to hook up. To give a personal example, it’s almost a matter of cruelty that I’ve been left waiting for the third book of Cassandra Clare’s ‘The Last Hours’ trilogy for two years and counting. Come on! That cliff hanger at the end of book 2…! I know James and Cordelia get together in the end. That’s the rule. But it’s still physically painful watching the dramatic irony and the constant near misses. But it is exactly that that keeps us reading. We can’t put these stories down until we’re put out of our misery.

Every time we think Adrien and Marinette are about to come together, they get blocked, and this is part of what keeps us watching. And because we are told repeatedly that ‘those two were made for each other’, the obstacles have to be kept creative and even tragic, to keep the story spinning and the tension high.

If only…!

When I say ‘tragic’, I mean all the ‘if only…’ moments. Think of ‘Romeo and Juliet’ – if only the nurse had delivered the message in time…! In ‘Gone with the Wind’, if only Scarlet had just told Rhett what she was feeling…! In ‘Miraculous’, we seem to get these moments in every single episode. How many times have our beloved heroes been on the verge of some kind of revelation, only to have it interrupted at the crucial point?

What we’re seeing is that a big part of these romance stories comes down to communication. Things unfold the way they do because people fail to talk to each other. Marinette does not talk to Adrien the way she should, for instance. Ladybug doesn’t talk to Cat the way she should. Um…there’s a lot of her just not talking to people when she should.

It’s a kids’ show, supposedly, so of course they have to come together, after all this drama. I like to think that by the end of season 4 we saw them learning to communicate – at last. With that as the foundation, who knows? Maybe we’ll finally find out their hamster’s name! I’d love it if they had the same name in mind. Any suggestions??

Until next time….

#miraculous ladybug #chat noir #miraculous fandom #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #cat noir #miraculous cat noir #mlb #mlb fandom #marichat #ml fandom #mlb meta #mlb theory #mlb thoughts #ml theory #ml thoughts #ml meta #miraculous meta #miraculous theory #miraculous thoughts #cassandra clare #the last hours #gone with the wind #adrinette #mlb adrien #mlb marinette #miraculous marinette #ml adrien #ladybug and chat noir #mlb chat noir

[rayne-storm]

Evenings of Stardust

AUgust 11 - A/B/O

Fandom: The Outer Worlds

Summary: Vicar Max is an unmated Alpha, having taken vows (or so he says) to remain so for life. In reality, there simply hasn't ever been anyone - omega, beta, or otherwise - who sparked his interest for more than just a romp. As a priest, of course, it is his duty to aid those in times of distress, and as he has done in the past, he offers his services to this new captain: an omega woman whose cryo-induced heat-blockers are going to wear out any day now (if his nose is still trustworthy).

His usual iron-solid self-control, however, may just slip and crumble as her usually ice-cold facade melts away to reveal someone just as vulnerable and alone as himself…

*******

Maximilian DeSoto was an alpha. He had never taken a mate, and thought that he never would. Officially, the reason was a vow of semi-celibacy for his work as the Vicar of his tiny town. Sure, he was there to lend aid to omegas in need, and was renowned for his self-control and discretion in those matters, but he never sought his own self-pleasure. At least, not with anyone else.

Truthfully, the reasoning was a little less spiritual and a little more self-important. He'd never found an omega he felt attached to, or that seemed worthy of his time and efforts.

He hadn't expected his new Captain to be any different.

She was intriguing, to be sure. Impossibly old, but her awakening also landed her a naivety that he couldn't help but find rather charming. She was stoic, cold, even terse and snappish at points. But she also had, hechad noticed, a tremendous capacity for compassion and gentleness. She was smart and savvy and clever. But never a know-it-all. Never obnoxious. He hadn't even clocked that she was an omega until some weeks after they'd boarded the ship and began their wild little galactic quest.

But omega she was, and whatever blockers or suppressants they'd pumped into her for the journey over were starting to fade. He could smell it as keenly as any omega he'd ever known. He didn't know if she realized it was happening, and he decided it was in her best interest if that didn't end up public knowledge. So when he felt the time was near, he insisted the other crew take a holiday. Go anywhere but the ship for a week, and he gave them plenty of fun money.

****

He knew that was the right call when he entered the hallway her room was in.

"Oh Captain," he cooed softly, soothing her as best he could, alpha pride fully on the line here. She smelled incredible. Better than anything he'd had before. His usual brand of iron self-control was slipping quickly.

Thankfully, she didn't seem to mind.

He didn't realize when he bit down hard enough to claim her for himself amidst their tumble.

He felt very embarrassed about it when his head cleared, holding her possessively to him over an hour later. She didn't seem to mind, thankfully.

"I'm scared," she admitted softly in the first hazy afterglow.

"What in the worlds of?" He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Everything, to be honest. Did I ever tell you what my job back on Earth was all those centuries ago?"

"No, it wasn't crusader, or adventurer, or professional athlete?"

"No," she said with a self-deprecating chuckle, "I was a librarian, trying to be an author," she murmured.

"You're kidding."

"Not even a little."

"My sweet, brainy captain," he cooed, kissing her neck where he'd marked her as his.

"No wonder you're so cool under pressure. I've read legends of the troubles libraries often faced."

"I suppose. I think the bandits are a lot worse."

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe if you ever need it," he assured her, reveling in how she seemed to melt into him.

"My sweet Vicar Max," she replied, yawning and falling under. She'd need the rest, if that first bout was anything to go by.

So Vicar Max found himself a mate, and the world started to make more sense as his Path began to unwind.

#my writing #rayne writes #fanfiction #august 2023 #the outer worlds #vicar max #maximillian desoto #max x captain

[the-lady-general]

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I didn't watch Picard because I don't like the River Tam concept and I don't get on with Picard the character, but did Memory Alpha get that right about synthetics being dismantled? In the Federation? Where they're recognised as sentient life? And the articles of the Federation value the self-determin and dignity of all sentient life? What the fuck. What the fuck? Just as a set up? As the justification for a five minute Picard speech? So after the entire senior crew fought for Vic, Kira is just going to step up to Quark and tell him "End programme in Vic's holosuite, that's an order"? They're going to find B4 and pull him to bits? They'll take the Doctor's mobile emitter and throw it in a matter reclaimer while Janeway is just happily on her wawould Vice Admiral and just like "too bad too sad never mind"?

DS9 did genocide ONCE, as the desperate, last ditch solution to a war so big it took everyone except the Dominion several seasons to understand HOW BIG it was going to be. We had the invisible beaming mines, the war of attrition, every model of a Miranda space ship that they could find in LA hobby stores blown up, several scenes with several characters going over casualty lists, the loss of Betazed, It's Only a Paper Moon, In the Pale Moonlight, Sacrifice of Angels with all its deaths, and the club of illegal geniuses projecting hundreds and hundreds of billions of deaths. And then one fringe group of one department within one organisation of one faction goes ahead with the genocide as a top secret move that nobody in the Federation government ever got to see because even the guys responsible for it specifically said "What we're doing is evil and no Federation official should ever be confronted with that choice because even seriously considering it is monstrous". Those were the bad guys that said that.

And the Picard Federation government can just sign genocide into its constitution like on a Tuesday? Without investigations and research and risk assessment and proposals and elections, votes of no confidence, parliament walkouts, massive civil unrest and mass protest from Starfleet, who have been working with androids and holograms pretty fucking closely for a while?

I don't like it when people point to DS9, which is precious baby bear, and say it's too dark and not Star Trek enough. Because the whole point they were making the entire time was always "dire circumstances will make you want to abandon your principles, and if or when you do, it will be a tragedy". But then we get Captain Brainy with the genocide as a set up? Without a deep fucking exploration of what that means for Federation society at large? I mean, prohibiting the creation of new synthetics is bad enough, but dismantling existing ones crosses a pretty fucking significant line. Trust in any government person or organisation that did anything less than vocal protest at the knee-jerk, overnight abandonment of the Federation's most important principle should be impossible. Because that means that the people that lead Federation society were always ready to kill an entire segment of its population for reasons that are totally outside of their control. First they came for the Androids style.

And can you imagine actually being in Section 31 for that shit? Because they're evil. They fucking keep saying so themselves. Sisko's In the Pale Moonlight monologue is just business as usual for them. But even those fuckheads do what they do because they're convinced that the average citizen and government and society should never have the chance to become monsters. They're perversely convinced that they're committing evil so that the Federation at large can stand up for the self-determination and dignity of all sentient life. And then they come in to work one day and see that there's just a kill order on an entire group of Federation citizens for something that is entirely outside of their control. Imagine having sold your conscience for that. I'd go apeshit. Step Two would bombing the Federation HQ. I think that would be a measured and sane response.

When the fuck did Lower Decks become the only watchable Star Trek? (Strange New Worlds, You're On Thin Fucking Ice.) When did Star Wars become the TV show that delivers poignant, thought-provoking storylines about human nature and the extremes we can be driven to under hardship, and the importance of friends and community and sticking up for another (hi, Andor), while so much live action Star Trek is shooting for explosion creep action movie where the bad guys consistently end up being the guys who should embody the ideals?

#the lady general rambles #more like the lady general got lost on memory alpha and had a kneejerk reaction without knowing or caring for the context #turning my personal problems into nerd rants about star trek 😎👉👉 #in which section 31 of all people almost get good guy status somehow #i like the principles of the federation and what the federation appears to be doing isn't very principles of the federation of them #dead dove do not read #is this enough tags yet not to kill the vibe in hashtag star trek #star trek

[nymoonunicat033]

Yuichiro is Slash Dragon Unicat & also he is Alpha. He is been Blind since the accident of Dark Thorn cutting his Eyes. Oldest Brother of Peace Rose & Plant Ivy (dark thorn), Friend of Alister Flame, Rafael Water, Diane Moon, Bruce Dark & Kent Panda. Father of Nyla Moon, Zack Dark, Cozy Panda, Brainy Tech, Jack Fries & Party Sugar. He is been Blind every since…

#my ocs #blindness #slash dragon #my oc character #oc artwork

[superboy1992]

The 10 Best ChatGPT Plugins of 2023

Ah, the world of ChatGPT plugins! It's like a bustling city market, filled with stalls of shiny, promising tools, each vendor shouting louder than the last about why their plugin is the best. It's enough to make your head spin faster than a fidget spinner on a caffeine high. But fear not, dear reader, for I am here to guide you through this labyrinth of linguistic loveliness. ChatGPT plugins have come a long way since their inception. They've evolved from simple tools that could barely tell a cat from a dog to sophisticated AI companions capable of tasks that would make even the most seasoned multitasker blush. But with great power comes great... confusion. Which plugin should you choose? Which one will make your life easier, not harder? That's where this article comes in. We're going on a journey to explore, compare, and rank the top 10 ChatGPT plugins of 2023. Buckle up! 1. Kayak vs. Expedia: The Travel Titans First up, we have the Titans of travel, Kayak, and Expedia. These plugins are like your personal travel agents, minus the cheesy Hawaiian shirts and overbearing sales pitches. They're here to help you plan your trips, find the best deals, and ensure you don't end up in a hostel that looks like it's straight out of a horror movie. Kayak, the older of the two, is like that reliable, knowledgeable friend who always knows the best places to visit. It's got a user-friendly interface that even your technophobe grandma could navigate, and it's got a knack for finding hidden travel gems. On the other hand, we have Expedia. It's like the younger, hipper sibling who's always up to date with the latest trends. It's got a sleek design and a penchant for finding the best deals. Plus, it's got a feature that lets you book experiences, not just flights and hotels. Want to go skydiving in New Zealand or wine tasting in France? Expedia's got you covered. But which one is better? Well, that's like asking whether pizza is better than pasta. It depends on your taste. If you're a fan of tried-and-true reliability, Kayak might be your best bet. But if you're all about the latest features and best deals, Expedia might just win your heart. And now, a quick travel mishap story. Once upon a time, I decided to plan a trip using a lesser-known travel plugin (which shall remain nameless to protect the innocent). Let's just say, I ended up booking a "luxury villa" that turned out to be a glorified garden shed. Lesson learned: always stick with the Titans! 2. Wolfram Alpha: The Brainy Plugin Next, we have Wolfram Alpha, the brainy plugin. This one's like that kid in school who always had their hand up in class, knew the answer to every question, and probably had a secret lair filled with encyclopedias. Wolfram Alpha is your go-to plugin for all things knowledge-related. Need to solve a complex math problem? Wolfram Alpha's got your back. Want to know the weather in Timbuktu? Wolfram Alpha's on it. Curious about the GDP of Switzerland? You guessed it, Wolfram Alpha's got the answer. But here's a little secret: Wolfram Alpha doesn't just know more than the average human, it knows more than the average supercomputer. It's like the Sherlock Holmes of plugins, always ready to solve the most perplexing mysteries. And now, a little joke to lighten the mood. Why don't we ever ask Wolfram Alpha to tell us a joke? Because it always gives us a 'calculated' response! 3. AskYourPDF vs. ChatWithPDF: The PDF Pioneers In the 3rd corner, we have AskYourPDF and ChatWithPDF, the pioneers of PDF plugins. These two are like the superheroes of the document world, always ready to rescue you from the clutches of information overload. AskYourPDF is like the wise old sage of PDF plugins. It's been around the block a few times and knows a thing or two about extracting data from PDFs. It's got a knack for finding the needle of information in the haystack of pages. On the other hand, we have ChatWithPDF. It's the new kid on the block, but don't let that fool you. It's got a fresh approach to handling PDFs and a user-friendly interface that makes data extraction a breeze. But which one is the champion of the PDF world? Well, that's like asking whether coffee is better than tea. It all boils down to your personal preference. If you value experience and reliability, AskYourPDF might be your cup of tea. But if you're all about innovation and ease of use, ChatWithPDF might just be your perfect brew. Now, let's take a trip down memory lane. Once upon a time, I was working on a project that required data from a 500-page PDF. I tried to manually extract the data, but after 10 pages, my eyes were crossing, and I was seeing numbers in my sleep. Then I discovered AskYourPDF, and it was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. It extracted the data in minutes, saving me from a potential eye strain-induced meltdown. Moral of the story? Never underestimate the power of a good PDF plugin! 4. VoxScript vs. Speak: The Voice Virtuosos Next up, we have VoxScript and Speak, the virtuosos of voice. These plugins are like the Pavarottis of the AI world, turning text into beautiful, melodic speech. VoxScript is like the seasoned opera singer of voice plugins. It's got a range of voices, can handle multiple languages, and even adds the right inflection and emotion to the speech. It's like having a personal narrator for your text. On the other hand, we have Speak. It's like the pop star of voice plugins, always up to date with the latest trends. It's got a sleek design, a range of modern voices, and even includes real-time translation features. But which one hits the right note? Well, that's like asking whether classical music is better than pop. It's all about your personal taste. If you're a fan of versatility and emotional depth, VoxScript might be your aria. But if you're all about modern features and real-time translation, Speak might just be your chart-topper. And now, a little voice-related humor. Once, I used a voice plugin to read out a text for me. The text included the phrase "I'm excited," which the plugin read out in such a monotone voice that it sounded more bored than a sloth on a Sunday afternoon. It was a hilarious reminder that while AI has come a long way, it still has a way to go in the emotion department! 5. PlaylistAI vs. MixerBox OnePlayer: The Music Maestros Next, we have PlaylistAI and MixerBox OnePlayer, the maestros of music. These plugins are like your personal DJs, always ready to spin the perfect track for your mood. PlaylistAI is like an experienced DJ who knows how to read the room. It uses AI to curate playlists based on your preferences, mood, and even the time of day. It's like having a personal soundtrack for your life. On the other hand, we have MixerBox OnePlayer. It's like the up-and-coming DJ who's always up to date with the latest hits. It not only plays music but also includes features for videos, podcasts, and radio stations. But which one is the king of the decks? Well, that's like asking whether rock is better than jazz. It all depends on your personal rhythm. If you're all about personalized playlists and mood-based music, PlaylistAI might just hit the right note. But if you're all about variety and multimedia features, MixerBox OnePlayer might just be your jam. And now, a funny anecdote to end this section. Once, I used a music plugin to play some "relaxing" music. It started playing heavy metal. I guess its idea of relaxation was headbanging and air guitar! 6. Horoscope vs. Stories: The Creative Companions Next, we have Horoscope and Stories, the creative companions of the ChatGPT world. These plugins are like the Shakespeare and Nostradamus of AI, spinning tales and predicting futures. Horoscope is like the mystical seer of plugins. It provides daily horoscope readings, giving you a glimpse into what the stars have in store for you. Whether you're a firm believer in astrology or just enjoy a bit of cosmic fun, Horoscope adds a dash of mystery to your day. On the other hand, we have Stories. It's like the bard of plugins, spinning tales that range from the fantastical to the mundane. Whether you want a bedtime story for your kid or a quick tale to entertain your friends, Stories has got you covered. But which one is the star of the show? Well, that's like asking whether mystery novels are better than fantasy ones. It all depends on your personal taste. If you're a fan of cosmic predictions and astrological fun, Horoscope might just be your guiding star. But if you're all about imaginative tales and narrative fun, Stories might just be your bestseller. And now, a little joke to lighten the mood. Why don't we ever ask the Horoscope plugin for lottery numbers? Because it always says, "The stars say you should make your own luck!" 7. ScholarAI vs. Link Reader: The Knowledge Knights Next up, we have ScholarAI and Link Reader, the knights of knowledge. These plugins are like the Gandalf and Dumbledore of the AI world, always ready to share their wisdom. ScholarAI is like the wise wizard of plugins. It's got a vast database of academic resources, making it the perfect companion for students, researchers, and lifelong learners. It's like having a personal research assistant at your fingertips. On the other hand, we have Link Reader. It's like the versatile wizard, capable of reading and summarizing content from any link you throw at it. Whether you want a quick summary of a news article or need to extract information from a webpage, Link Reader is your go-to plugin. But which one is the master of knowledge? Well, that's like asking whether books are better than movies. It all depends on your personal preference. If you're all about academic resources and scholarly pursuits, ScholarAI might just be your mentor. But if you're all about versatility and quick summaries, Link Reader might just be your guide. And now, a humorous story to end this section. Once, I asked a knowledge plugin a simple question: "What's the capital of Australia?" It gave me a detailed history of Australia, a list of all its prime ministers, and even the recipe for Vegemite toast. But the capital? It seemed to have forgotten that! 8. OpenTable: The Dining Diva Next, we have OpenTable, the diva of dining. This plugin is like your personal maître d', always ready to find you the perfect table at the best restaurants. OpenTable is all about making dining out a breeze. It lets you browse restaurants, check out menus, read reviews, and even make reservations. Whether you're planning a romantic date or a big family dinner, OpenTable is your culinary companion. And now, a funny anecdote to spice things up. Once, I used OpenTable to book a table for two at a fancy Italian restaurant. When I arrived, I found out that I had accidentally booked a table for 20! Let's just say, the waiter wasn't too pleased when he had to remove 18 extra place settings. 9. Zapier: The Automation Ace In the final corner, we have Zapier, the ace of automation. This plugin is like the Swiss Army knife of the AI world, ready to tackle any task you throw at it. Zapier is all about making your life easier. It connects with hundreds of apps and automates tasks, saving you precious time and effort. Whether you want to schedule social media posts, automate emails, or sync files between apps, Zapier is your go-to plugin. But Zapier doesn't just automate tasks, it automates them with style. It's like the James Bond of plugins, always ready to save the day with a cool gadget and a smooth line. "Automate your tasks? I thought you'd never ask." And now, a little joke to lighten the mood. Why did the computer go to therapy? Because it had too many 'processes' to handle! But with Zapier, it's now feeling much 'lighter'. 10. Conclusion And there you have it, folks! The top 10 ChatGPT plugins of 2023. From travel titans and PDF pioneers to voice virtuosos and music maestros, we've covered them all. Each plugin has its strengths and quirks, just like us humans. But no matter your needs or preferences, there's a plugin out there that's just right for you. So, go forth and explore these plugins. Let them add a dash of AI magic to your life. And remember, in the world of ChatGPT plugins, the only limit is your imagination. And now, a final joke to end our journey. Why don't we ever ask ChatGPT to make a sandwich? Because it always says, "I'm sorry, I can't do that. I'm a language model, not a sandwich model!"     This article was originally published on my blog: https://www.cosgle.com Read the full article

[loveforpreserumsteve]

All Grown Up: "ALN" Story (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Domestic AU [[REUPLOAD]])

Thirty-Three:

Steve wondered if it would ever get easier.

As he stood there, looking down at the small tombstone for his first daughter, Steve knew that it would probably always be difficult. Knowing that he’d always wish to have known the type of woman she could’ve been.  Hoping that she’d be kind and strong just like her mimi.  Hell, he wouldn’t even mind if she was stubborn like him.  Picturing her as looking like her other siblings and taking after their alpha father.

“I wish you could’ve been here,” Steve told her, hoping that if there was a life after this, she’d know how loved she was.  Even twenty years later.

Gaze shifting to the larger tombstone beside her, “You too, mom.”

Tears building in the rims of his eyes started to blur his vision.  Steve knew that it wasn’t because of the biting February chill, but he still pulled the scarf further up to cover more of his face.

Holding himself tighter, he only took another moment before turning and heading back for the red minivan.  He’d give anything to have his first two gals there with them today.  The only comfort he got from not having them there in person was hoping that they’d be there in spirit.

As he pulled into the garage, Steve took a moment to wipe the tear stains from his reddened cheeks. Even though the rest of the family knew how sad Valentine’s Day Eve was for their omega father, Steve still didn’t want to make them feel even worse.

Taking another minute, Steve closed his eyes and sought out the bond and Bucky’s feelings.  Their twin sorrow was comforting, but he had desperately needed the overwhelming love that was there.  Bucky had always been the stronger of the two, and Steve was always thankful for that.

Finally entering their home, Steve smiled when he smelled pancakes.  Toeing off his shoes and shrugging out of his coat, he could hear the kids teasing each other and their alpha father.  When he was younger, this was the type of life he never knew he wanted, and he was thankful for it every single day since he got it.

“Okay, okay,” Cori started, trying to regain the attention. “’I like my cutie to dress conservatively and preppy. I don’t care for wild hair, tattoos, or body piercings.’”

Further entering the kitchen, he found the teens at the breakfast bar. Nevie digging into her breakfast, Bitsy stretching, Kit adding more scrambled eggs to their plate, and Cori reading from a teen magazine.  For a moment, Steve just stood there, watching his family.  Smiling at the normalcy of all of this.  Especially the way that Bucky danced to the tune in his head as he cooked.

“How is that even a question?”  Bucky asked, turning to plate more of the done strawberry pancakes.  In the process, he noticed Steve and gave his mate a smile that crinkled all the way up to his steel-blue eyes.

“So, that’s a, ‘no,’ from everyone?”

“Correct.”

“Yup.”

“Yeah.”

“Duh,” Steve answered, making himself known.

As Steve entered the kitchen, Cori read the next one, “’I like mint chocolate chip ice cream and Burger King.’”

“Who doesn’t like mint chip ice cream?” Kit questioned, feigning incredulous.

“Um, me?” Cori said, good-naturedly scoffing.  Following the box with her finger, “Okay.  For those who like mint chip and BK, you get the, ‘Crazy Cutie.’

“The, ‘Crazy Cutie,’ has an, ‘unlimited supply of energy, so you’d never get bored. They’re daring and different and will take you on exciting dates like sky-diving or a midnight showing of, The Rocky Horror Picture Show.’”

“That’s fine by me,” Kit shrugged. After all, The Rocky Horror Picture Show was their favorite movie, and they had gone to one of those midnight showings dressed in a corset and fishnet stockings.

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound so bad,” Nevie agreed.

“Okay, now for those who don’t,” Bitsy urged.

Cori followed the question’s answer with her finger, “’I prefer tall partners to short ones.  They come off as totally cool.’”

“Oof,” Bitsy giggled. “Let me have it.  Who do I get?”

“We get the –“ Cori started “’– Brainy Babe.’  They’ve, ‘got a good head on their shoulders. Both responsible and fun.  Loves to read.’”

“Well, that’s…” Bitsy paused, “Got nothing to do with being tall.”

“Right?”  Cori giggled along with her sisters.

Kit took the magazine and started flipping through pages, “Aren’t there any quizzes about crushes?”

“Ooh,” Cori teased her sibling. “Does someone have a crush?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Kit smirked and fluttered their eyelashes.

Nevie snorted and Bucky teased, “Do you know?”

Instead of answering, Nevie childishly zipped her lips.  Of course, she was just taking after her alpha father.  Which prompted the older man to ruffle her dark hair and stick his tongue out at her.

And with the love emanating in the room, Steve tried to remember how they were in that moment.  Wishing that it could linger.  Just for a little bit.  But what he really wished was for Flora to have entered the kitchen and affectionately teased her siblings. Then, it would’ve been perfect.

[alphabraini]

Alpha Braini Parts 1-3 AND THE UNFINISHED PART 4 are now on Webtoon for your viewing pleasure! Check them out!

(especially the unfinished stuff! never-before seen except for my personal discord servers lmao)

Always, thank you for the support. I’m not sure if or when I will pick up this series again, but from the bottom of my heart: thank you for reading. :]

- Elzzebells

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[lesbiansforglados]

a look into brain’s mind

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[vympr]

I had a crush on Ernest Cline, the author of "nerd porn auteur" and "ready player one" 😬😖 I was stupid enough to think his nerd porn poem was sweet. it took me 3 months to realise he is a loser 👎

i had never even heard of nerd porn auteur until this ask and i actually think everyone needs to read it now here i copy and pasted it for u all here please read

I've noticed that there don't seem to be any porno movies

that are made for guys like me.

All the porn I've come across

was targeted at beer-swilling sports bar dwelling alpha-males

Men who like their women stupid and submissive

Men who can only get it up for monosyllabic cock-hungry nymphos

with gargantuan breasts and a three-word vocabulary

Adult films are populated with these collagen-injected

liposuctioned women

Many of whom have resorted to surgery and self-mutilation

in an attempt to look the way they have been told to look.

These aren't real women. They're objects.

And these movies aren't erotic. They're pathetic.

These vacuum-headed fuck bunnies don't turn me on.

They disgust me.

And it's not that I'm against pornography.

I mean, I'm a guy. And guys need porn.

Fact.

"Like a preacher needs pain, like a needle needs a vein,"

Guys need porn.

But I don't wanna watch this misogynist he-man woman-hater porn.

I want porno movies that are made with guys like me in mind:

Guys who know that the sexiest thing in the world

is a woman who is smarter than you are.

You can have the whole cheerleading squad,

I want the girl in the tweed skirt and the horn-rimmed glasses:

Betty Finnebowski, the valedictorian.

Oh yes.

First I want to copy her Trig homework,

and then I want to make mad, passionate love to her

for hours and hours

until she reluctantly asks if we can stop

because she doesn't want to miss Battlestar Galactica.

Summa cum laude, baby!

That is what I call erotic.

But do you ever see that kind of a woman in a contemporary adult film?

No.

Which is why I'm going to start writing and directing Geek Porno.

I shall be the quintessential Nerd Porn Auteur.

And the women in my porno movies will be the kind

that drive nerds like me mad with desire.

I'm talking about the girls that used to fuck up the grading curve.

The girls in the Latin Club and the National Honor Society.

Chicks with weird clothes, braces, four eyes, and 4.0 GPAs.

Brainy articulate bookworms, with MENSA cards in their purses

and chips on their shoulders.

My porn starlets will come in all shapes and sizes.

My porn starlets will be too busy working on their PhD to go to the gym.

In my kind of porno movies the girls wouldn't even have to get naked.

They'd just take the guys down to the rec room and

beat them repeatedly at chess

and then talk to them for hours about Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle

or the underlying social metaphors in the Aliens movies.

Buy stock in some hand cream companies

because there is about to be a major shortage.

And I'm not just talking about straight porn. Oh no.

There should be fuck films for my nerd brethren

of all sexual orientations.

Gay nerd porn flicks with titles like "Dungeons and Drag-queens."

This idea is a fucking gold mine.

I am gonna make millions,

because this country is full of database programmers

and electronics engineers

and they aren't getting the loving they so desperately need.

And you can help . . .

If you're an intelligent woman is interested in breaking into the adult film industry,

and if you can tell me the name of Luke Skywalker's home planet,

then you are hired.

It doesn't matter if you think you're overweight or unattractive.

It doesn't matter if you don't think you're beautiful.

You are beautiful. . .

And I will make you a star.

#embarrassing crushes #minors dni /

[blubrownrpblog]

MUSE/Character descriptions!

Gala:

Gala is the adoptive child of Rung and Magnus! She is an African American girl who is 2’0ft tall and is 4 years old. Gala for the most part is very sweet and naïve, she is also easily influenced by adults and friends.

She has a protecer/mech suit named Zeey, who most of the time stays in her room unless he senses she is in trouble.

Gala often spends her time drawing, playing dress up and tending to her garden on the lost light. She sees both Undex and Sparky as big brothers.

Nicknames given too the Mtmte/LL bots:

Nicknames: Rung(Daddy), Ultra Magnus(Maggy or Papa), Minimus(Mini or papa), Whirl(Werl), Swerve( Steve), Megatron(Meggy-ton or Meggy), Brainstorm(Brainy), Perceptor(Perry or Percy), Nautica(NaNa), Trailbreaker(Trail or Sleepyhead),Ratchet(Ratty, she heard drift call him that or Grandpa ), Drift(Dwift), Rodimus(Roddy), Froid(Bad man) and Verity(V or big sis, even though she knows their cousins!), Red alert (scardy cat or red),Fort max(Maxie), Silverblade(Mr knight), SG silverblade(Alpha),Unicron (Uncle Uni)

If I missed anyone let me know!

Undex:

Undex is the Sparkling of both Nautica and Rodimus! Undex is a very Brave and intelligent little boy,he is also only 7 years old. He looks up to his sire and wants to be a prime one day! Though Undex pretends to be tough he tends to cry and get embarrassed really easy.

Undex’s best friend/bro is Sparky! He is the only one on the ship(as of now) knows that Sparky is a kremzeek. He often tries to help Sparky be come more like a cybertonian, he’s never one to not help a friend in need.

Undex is know for being abnormally short for a sparkling but hates when people point it out. Whenever a bot or person states he’s small he often quickly turns to rage. He’s known for having a small amount of anger issues. This as of recently has caused him to have the ability to explode, though it won’t kill a normal sized mech to be killed it will burn/ blow them back quite a bit.

Undex also can drag a mech around Rodimus size and carry a mech around Tailgates size if he needs to.(this is because primes in my universe aren’t supposed to have child, so some side effects will occur! :D).

Kup is often seen as seen around Undex, and usually takes care of him.( @blustering-old-fool )

Sparky:

Sparky is the adoptive Sparkling of Whirl, he is also not a cybertonian but a kremzeek in disguise! He is very polite and sweet, he will often introduce him self by bowing or shaking his hand. He is also very oblivious since he was alone most of his life, not quite understanding certain things unless told to him by Undex.

Sparky is 9 years old, that makes him the oldest on the blog as of now. Sparky often spends most of his time with Gala and Undex playing around, As of now Undex and Gala are the only ones who know he’s a kremzeek as stated before hand. Since Sparky is a kremzeek in a body made from parts he found, he often can’t feel most pain. Sparky also can’t feel hungry for energon, so if he goes to long and forgets to refuel his body will collapse making it difficult to move.

Sparky mostly feeds off electricity, both from appliances and bots(though it won’t kill them, it’s kinda like a succubus type of thing). So he often eats from Undex or the ship itself, this causes blackouts. Sparky usually doesn’t escape his body unless he’s alone with his friends or there’s an emergency.

Sparky often calls his adoptive sire whirl “caretaker” instead of “sire” this is because he is scared whirl will never truly accept him as his son knowing he isn’t cybertonian. Sparky often gets weird looks from bots as well because they think he has empurata, but truly he could find a face plate that fit and another optic. Sparky is usually use to people being scared or judging him but he tries to stay positive anyway. Maybe because he’s made of positive energy? He really doesn’t know.

Sparky has the ability to manipulate electricity, he also has the ability to create different type of magnetism. This causes other bots to sometimes float, be attached and sometimes be repelled. Though Sparky will never use this on another bot unless he’s pranking or defending himself. This also causes him to get tired really quickly and requires more energy.

Gale(Tailwind):

Gale is the sparkling of Tailgate and Cyclonus! He is the only adult of all my muses and is currently a few hundred years old! He is seen as the eldest brother of the four of them.

As of now he is not currently on this blog at the moment, though he will be mentioned by the kids occasionally. I have plans of bringing him over here soon!

#character headcanons #we did it bois finally #if anyone wants to be mentioned please let me know!)