#and I'm so picky cause it's hard for me to get over some things and it's not like I can afford to be picky in this economy

[d10nyx]

promise i'm working on content right now but here's a drabble because uhh... it came to me x

corrupt cop leon !! 18+ content

tw: non-con, lil mysogyny and filming. fem!reader

Leon thinks you're cute. Real cute. He'd happily take you out to dinner and treat you real nice if Irons wasn't working his ass to the bone. He barely has enough time to eat or sleep as of late, let alone take the time out of his day to take a pretty girl to a fancy dinner. Not that he could afford to on his payroll, even if he wanted to. City life sure wasn't cheap, something he had to learn the hard way.

He's not a scary cop, not on the surface. He can see the way you instantly relax as you see his face after he pulls up next to you. He's still all baby-faced and bright-eyed, his gaze shining as he looks over you.

"Late night for a pretty girl like you to be out," he had said, shooting you a disarming smile. He'd gotten you to talk for a while, nodding and acting all interested until he got your guard down enough. He didn't have to sweet talk you, but he was nice enough to at least try and get the girl compliant enough to go along with him.

Didn't last long, though. You really started to kick up a fuss as he got a little too touchy with you. All girls like you were so stuck-up. How many dates did a guy have to splurge on to get into some panties? What ever happened to a good old-fashioned backseat blowie? The Internet really fucking ruined women. They all thought they were 'too good' for a quick fuck. Like that'd stop him.

He has you pushed over the hood of his car in a few seconds flat. Cop training came in handy, made him real good at restraining the pretty girls he wanted to stick his dick into. Had you cuffed with his hand cupping your mouth before you could even think about screaming, fumbling with his belt for about 30 seconds before he's hiking your skirt up and tugging your panties to the side.

He thrusts into you with one quick snap of his hips, groaning loudly as your tight heat wraps around his cock. You're not really wet, but the warmth and snugness makes up for your lack of arousal. It makes his cock twitch as you cry out into his hand, the feeling of tears gathering against the skin as they trickle down your cheeks making him grin. He always loved it when they cried, made him feel like his cock was really doing some damage.

"Can you do me a favour, sweetheart?" He murmurs, pressing wet kisses down your neck as he thrusts into you, his balls slapping against your clit repeatedly. Still not enough to get you dripping for him. Jeez, you were a picky one, huh? He had a pretty cock, most girls at least had the decency to get wet after a while. You're lucky you're just his type, or he would've dumped you on the side of the road by now.

"See that light right there?" He breathes out after a beat, his free hand tapping the window right where his dashboard camera sits, recording his every move. He grins against your neck, pretty blues peeking through his lashes as he stares at the camera. "Look at it for me, baby. Wanna be able to watch your pretty face on video when I fill you up."

His words seem to make you panic a little, your cunt clenching around his dick as you start to sob, your chest heaving as you struggle to breathe against his palm. You're drooling all over him, and he's starting to wish he decided to fuck that pretty throat of yours rather than your cunt, cause that's the only thing on you that seems to know how to get wet. Oh, well. He's too close now to bother pulling out.

It only takes him a few more thrusts before he spills his seed deep inside of you with a whimper, his eyes squeezing shut as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. He pulls out a minute later, tucking himself back into his pants, leaving your trembling body bent over his patrol car. Takes him a moment to catch his breath, then he unlocks your cuffs and rubs your wrists - all sweet and gentle.

"Up you get, sweetheart." He pats your ass before helping you up, straightening out your skirt with a sweet smile on his face - like his cum wasn't dripping down the inside of your thighs. He pulls out a wad of cash, stuffing it down your top just to get an excuse to peek at the tits he never got around to touching.

"Money for a taxi, cutie. There's some really nasty men lurking around this time of night."

#leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x you

[persistent-wallflower]

Dude I'm so bad at this dating stuff. It just never feels right

#well first of all as a queer and kid and teenager I never got a chance to learn how these relationships work but that's most of us #but I'm anxious that I'd be terrible at that bc I do everything alone #so I don't even know what ppl like do and stuff #and dates are so stressful and they aren't to so many people but for me they are #and I'm so picky cause it's hard for me to get over some things and it's not like I can afford to be picky in this economy #although that's not always a bad thing. boundaries and consent girls #but I'm so idle and if someone doesn't initiate something i instantly think that ok they're not interested let's move on #but I never initiate anything myself cause I feel like I'm pushy and I hate feeling pushy and I hate rejection but then #then just nothing happens and I don't know how to do that stuff anyway and #I don't like feeling like someone is sorta expecting sex because I'm often not in the mood for the thing and I don't wanna explain that #and people are just meeting and dating other people and it's so natural to them #and I can't wrap my head around it #cause sometimes I feel I have nothing to offer and the only reason guys would be interested in me would be cuz they wanna fuck someone? idk #personal rant but it's frustrating to me ig #byee

[greywritesthings]

Magpie muffins

Spencer Reid x Autistic!Reader

TW; Mentions of EDs, gagging, struggling to eat / trying foods, mentions of ARFID. These are pretty much covered in the first four paragraphs, after that they aren't mentioned.

A/N; You dont have to have read part 1 & 2 to understand this part but go check them out if you like this one!

Part 1 Part 2

SR Masterlist

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“Honey you really do need to eat more of a varied diet, you're going to end up deficient in vitamins and that can cause a variety of things or make things such as migraines worse.” Spencer reminds you from across the kitchen. You knew he was right, you were vegetarian and picky, leaving you to eat the same five meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner everyday. “I know spence, i'm trying i promise.” you respond as you flop back against the sofa. “In that case will you try this?” he asks you, making his way to the sofa with two hot bowls in hand. You knew it was pasta with some form of vegetable sauce, he blended them together with your safe foods and spices to try and cover them but nearly every time you could still taste them and no matter how hard you tried it would end in a shut down or a meltdown if you kept forcing yourself to eat it. He was gentle about getting you to try things, you were a lot less so. “You just have vegan chicken and cheese on your pasta but I have garlic mushroom and pesto, if you don't like it you can just eat yours okay?” He placed the bowls down on the coffee table, striding back across to the kitchen to grab cutlery and water for you both. 

Trying new foods wasn't as bad as it was when you were younger, you had managed to recover from ARFID by the time you hit sixteen by clinical standards but it never quite went away, you still struggled with new foods of nearly any kind but you ate enough now so you were able to function, but you still had to take supplements to keep your levels in check. 

“Want to try?” he asks, knowing that you despised pesto the least but you hadn't tried mushrooms before so it could go either way. You nod, looking apprehensively at the bowl on his lap. He grabbed some on his fork, making sure to only grab a few mushrooms so you weren't overwhelmed by something new. 

You try and swallow the food down but the combination of the new taste and texture of mushroom and the overwhelming garlic and pesto flavours your brain just refuses, causing you to gag. You tried to slow down but you just ended up gagging again before rushing over to the bin to spit it out. You proceed to down a glass of water Spencer had set by the sink, predicting this would be the likely scenario. “You want to come eat the rest of your food magpie?” Spencer calls over to you, double checking. Knowing sometimes you didn't want to eat straight after trying new things that you didn't like. You agree to come back to the sofa and eat your own food. 

It was the next day Spencer got you to try something new, you had gone in earlier than him to get started on a project with Garcia so Spencer was about an hour behind you. When you knew Spencer was going to be arriving you slipped out of Garcia's office to greet him.

“Morning Honey” you greet him with a hug. “I got you a new thing to try magpie, whenever you want.” he responds with a giddy smile on his face, giving away what it was almost immediately. “It's a magpie muffin isn't it?” you ask. Spencer had gotten a muffin from a specific bakery nearly every day when he lived in chicago called magpie and when he found out you had never had a muffin before he was determined to get you one from that specific bakery, but they had closed for renovations for the last eight months so he hadn't been able to get you one till now. “You want me to try it now really though don't you?” you ask as he gives you the puppy dog eyes. You head over to the coffee station to make your usual hot chocolate with honeycomb syrup making a mental note of the fact you were running low on the powder. 

Once you headed back to your desk where Spencer was waiting he had laid out the muffin on top of the paper bag so your desk didn't get covered in crumbs. You pick up the muffin and lean your hip against the desk as Spencer watches you take a bite from the muffin. You're not normally a fan of cakes in general, hence why you hadn't had a muffin before. Surprisingly to both you and Spencer you liked it straight away, it was dark chocolate and white chocolate, you personally didn't like milk chocolate so the lack of it was great for you. You broke off a piece to give to Spencer but he refused and pulled his own out of his bag. “There's a box at home, my mom sent them when they reopened, they sent a few boxes to the facility so she knew about it before us.” he smiled. “Well what do you think about planning another visit to visit her? And getting more muffins because I adore them. I need the recipe.” You suggested to him, you had met his mother twice now, once while on a case and the second time was a planned visit, making it much easier for you mentally. “I'd like that, I think she would too.” So with an idea in place to start planning when to take time off together, you headed back up to Garcia's office, half a muffin in hand, giving him a quick kiss goodbye as Hotch reminded Spencer about the thirty case files he had to go over with short deadlines.

#greyswritings #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid

[blanketbvby]

A Demon's Guide to Anthropology

part: 3

Word count: 657

Tags: use of 'MC's and they/them pronouns, sensory sensitivity on MC's end, written to be seen as sensory processing disorder, written based on my experience with it but I tried to change it to be broader

Word: "sensory"

Beel's time to shine :], also this is genuinely such bad writing I'm sorry, gonna come back and edit this to be better some day lol

★• ——— –– -

Beelzebub is a lot more perceptive than people like to give him credit for. With brothers like his and being an athlete, he has to be in order to know what's going on.

Which is why it doesn't take him long to notice the way that MC shies away from a lot of foods, clothes, and objects. Completely random to the common eye, but Beelzebub is most concerned with the food issue.

It's not like MC doesn't eat, not at all, they're healthy and never skin out on a good, fresh meal, but they're always so odd with what they eat.

Meats are off the table most of the time, which isn't all that bad. A lot of people just don't like meat. But some drinks and a good few veggies and fruits added onto that is what confuses him.

Maybe MC was just a picky eater, which again is fine, Devildom foods are weird to get used to, but it also seemed prevalent in human foods, too. To Beel, it seemed completely random, from a few spicy foods to a few sweets and sours, in his eyes he couldn't find a common connection.

So with a breath, he knocked on MC's door and entered when he was allowed.

Beelzebub wasn't normally so nervous or anxious, but he knew human bodies were delicate and didn't want MC and their odd aversions to certain objects or foods to somehow leave a bad mark.

"MC," he began after entering and shutting the door. The human sat in their bed with their D.D.D. in hand, "I have a question."

Intruiged and curious as always, MC responds.

"What's up, Beel? Something wrong?"

"Are you okay?" MC blinks, a little caught off guard at the vague question. The giant demon stood above them, looking down and vaguely reminding the human of a large dog looking at a toy it was attached to.

"Uh- elaborate?"

"You don't eat some stuff and you don't touch some things."

To their credit, MC understood after a moment, and they tried not to seem rude by the way they gave a laugh and smile, shaking their head.

"Do you mean how I don't like touching certain fabrics or eating certain foods?" The ginger nodded at the question.

"That's kinda common for humans," MC explained, "It's called sensory sensitivity. Some textures feel really bad to touch or to eat, so I tend to avoid them. Nothing is wrong with me, I promise."

Beelzebub nodded in solemn understanding, sitting beside the mortal on the rather Plush and comfortable bedding. In his hands was a small box of cookies he knew they favored a lot that he'd taken with him. It took everything in Beelzebub's power not to tear the box open and have at the cookies himself.

"So you can't have some foods or wear some things because they feel weird?"

MC nodded, though they didn't seem very down about it. To them, it was simply another day like any other, knowledge as common as grass is green and Luke despises anything demonic.

To Beelzebub, though, it solidified his resolve as he passed the now opened box of cookies over, one in hand and another in his mouth.

"What food can you not have? I'll eat them for you."

The serious expression to the previous words caused another laugh to bubble out of MC, and they took their own cookie from the box.

"It's hard to explain, but I'll pass you any whenever they come with a meal I have. Deal?"

Beelzebub nodded and put a hand on MC's head (the demon struggled sometimes with such casual affection and touch with most people, but had recently picked up on simply resting a hand on the mortal's head and leaving it there for a minute), and after a few moments a comfortable silence and sharing cookies, he spoke once more.

"Hell's Kitchen?"

"Hell's Kitchen."

#blanketbvby #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me mc #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #i did beel's so dirty im sorry 😭

[eyelessfaces]

heyyyy!! might seem random and I don’t know if you listen to Lana Del Rey at all so feel free to ignore me, but if you do, what are some of her songs that you associate with Oscar’s characters (like Poe, Llewyn, Miguel, Rydal, the Moon boys... whatever, I’m not picky). Love your work btw!

dear anon, you are in luck, you have no idea how much.

I don't listen to lana that much, I do listen to a few songs and appreciate her work but my dear best friend @eatingyouryoung happens to have the oscar + lana brainrot cocktail

when I asked her for help to answer this ask, she happened to have already thought about this and sent me a 5 pages long document she had written about the subject, so there you go:

Llewyn:

In My Feelings

Brooklyn Baby

« Could it be that I fell for another loser

I'm crying while I'm cummin'

Making love while I'm making good money

Sobbin' in my cup of coffee

'Cause I fell for another loser

Get that cigarette smoke out of my face

You've been wasting my time

While you're taking what's mine, with the things that you're doing

Talk that talk, well now they all know your name

And there's no coming back from the place that you came

Baby don't do it

'Cause you got me in my feelings (catch you, it's so much right now)

Talking in my sleep again (you can whistle if you want) »

Rydal:

« Well, my boyfriend's in a band

He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed

I've got feathers in my hair

I get down to Beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare

I can play most anything

I'm a Brooklyn baby »

« They say I'm too young to love you

They say I'm too dumb to see

They judge me like a picture book

By the colors, like they forgot to read

I think we're like fire and water

I think we're like the wind and sea

You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down

You're up, I'm down

You're blind, I see »

California

Lucky Ones

« I shouldn't have done it, but I read it in your letter

You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better

I wanted to call you, but I didn't say a thing

Oh, I'll pick you up

If you come back to America, just hit me up »

« You don't ever have to be stronger than you really are

When you're lying in my arms, and, honey

You don't ever have to act cooler than you think you should

You're brighter than the brightest stars

You're scared to win, scared to lose

I've heard the war was over if you really choose

The one in and around you

You hate the heat, you got the blues

Changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you »

Santiago:

« Boy, get into my car, got a bad desire

You know that we'll never leave if we don't get out now, now, now

You're a careless con and you're a crazy liar, but, baby

Nobody can compare to the way you get down, down, down

I tried so hard to act nice like a lady

You taught me that it was good to be crazy

Every now and then, the stars align

Boy and girl meet by the great design

Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?

Everybody told me love was blind

Then I saw your face and you blew my mind

Finally, you and me are the lucky ones this time »

On Our Way

Poe:

« Why do I think too much?

You tell me not to worry

Because you're the boss

And you, you got a real good plan

My trouble's all over now

Because you're my man

You don't know what you've done to me

You're heavier than heavenly

Life on the run has set me free, me free now

We're on our way »

Love Song

Miguel:

« Dream a dream, here's a scene

Touch me anywhere 'cause I'm your baby

Grab my waist, don't waste any part

I believe that you see me for who I am

So spill my clothes on the floor of your new car

Is it safe, is it safe to just be who we are? »

Black Beauty

Marc:

« I paint my nails black

I dye my hair a darker shade of brown

'Cause you like your women Spanish, dark, strong and proud

I paint the sky black

You said if you could have your way

You'd make it nighttime all today

So it'd suit the mood with your soul

Oh, what can I do?

Nothing, my sparrow blue

Oh, what can I do?

Life is beautiful, but you don't have a clue

Sun and ocean blue

Their magnificence, it don't make sense to you »

Say Yes to Heaven

Jake:

« If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you »

Honeymoon

Steven:

« There are violets in your eyes

There are guns that blaze around you

There are roses in between my thighs

And a fire that surrounds you

It's no wonder every man in town

Had neither fought nor found you

Everything you do is elusive

To even your honey dew »

Prom Song (Gone Wrong)

Nathan:

« Boy, it's late, walk me home, put your hand in mine

At the gate, stop and say, "be my valentine"

You are, by far, the brightest star

I've ever seen, and I never dreamed

I'd be so happy that I could die

You used to say that I was beautiful like Cleopatra

But you the king too, so I would say, "back at ya"

I flip my hair and make you stare and put my makeup on

And make up stories 'bout my life and put on very cherry bomb

And even then, I knew that we were something serious

That you would dominate my thoughts like radio to Sirius »

Pretty When You Cry

Blue:

« All those special times I spent with you, my love

They don't mean shit compared to all your drugs

But I don't really mind, I've got much more than that

Like my memories, I don't need that

I'll wait for you, babe, you don't come through, babe

You never do, babe, that's just what you do

Because I'm pretty when I cry »

Dealer

Jonathan:

« I check it, I wreck it, I turn it around

I gave you all my money, gave you all my money

Gave you all my money, gave you all my money

I don't wanna live

I don't wanna give you nothing

'Cause you never give me nothing back

Why can't you be good for something?

Not one shirt off your back

Why can't you be good for something?

Not one shirt off your back »

Young and Beautiful

Leto:

« Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven

Please let me bring my man

When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in

Father, tell me if you can

All that grace, all that body

All that face makes me wanna party

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds »

National Anthem

here you go :))

« I'm your national anthem

God, you're so handsome

Take me to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron

He loves to romance 'em, reckless abandon

Holding me for ransom, upper echelon

He says to be cool but, I don't know how yet

Wind in my hair, hand on the back of my neck

I said, "Can we party later on?"

He said, "Yes, yes, yes" »

#moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #poe dameron #llewyn davis #jonathan levy #rydal keener #santiago garcia #blue jones #nathan bateman #miguel o'hara #leto atreides #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #poe dameron x reader #jonathan levy x reader #santiago garcia x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #blue jones x reader #nathan bateman x reader #oscar isaac #oscar isaac characters #lana del rey #jane answers

[blushblushbear]

sorry..... me again...… you can choose to ignore this if you feel like it's too much

(not trying to guilt-trip you, please don't feel pressured

uh maybe... Nimh? Nimh is cute I like Nimh

if you don't feel like doing him, maybe Poe or Anon?

*blows the dust off this ask* oops this one's pretty old

I already did Nimh so Anon and Poe it is

Anon

Okay not to call the scott a drunk

but I'm about to call the scott a drunk

he's not too bad, but he is a little picky about what he will and will not drink

low key judges people for their choice of beers

side eyes people who order basically liquid candy as a drink (for a cocktail at least, he will rot his teeth on mountain dew don't get it twisted)

he mostly does pints but his fav mixed drink is a moscow mule

or a spiked energy beverage

speaking of drinks he always has a crazy amount of them

g-fuel, red bull, monster-- every energy drink type thing you've seen he's probably got

also drinks prime

also mountain dew

a lot of it

I joke about his teeth rotting but in all honesty he takes good care of them

that's the one gamer stereotype he does not fall in town

he's low key germophobic so his apartment and battle station are SPOTLESS

he defo has those touchland hand sanitizers cause he's a boujee bitch

speaking of boujee he's actually p well off

started trading stocks young and did crypto till it tanked

he doesn't like to talk about his crypto days (he was a hard crypto bro at it's peak)

usually his drunk rambles are about crypto

also conspiracy theories

also video games

his parents are decently well off too but he doesn't talk to them much

they don't have a bad relationship but it's definitely one of those 'you see the family only around the holidays' kind of deals

he has a lot of internet buds but I think deep down he's bad at making real connections and actually gets pretty lonely

likes watching animal videos, WOULD NOT get a pet

rarely has people over to his place, took him a while to fully mentally accept having you over

he was determined to get over it though cause he really wanted you around

would never shower with someone cause that just feels unsanitary-- the shower is for CLEANING

would maybe get a snake-- they're pretty clean

once went 3 days without sleeping

actually lost a lot of sleep to stardew valley when it first came out

his farm is AMAZING

loves to troll at video games but not in a run face first into the enemy team and ruin it for everyone kinda way

more a does a 360 no scope on you right when you think you're safe

you mad bro??? lol

sends lots of memes about liking his s/o cause he's really bad at saying how he feels

favorite director is Edgar Wright cause he's a man of taste and culture

regularly cleans and buffs his nails

has at least one to two drinks chilling in every room of the house

really wants to get an ear piercing

really vain about his looks even though he dresses like garbage

just tell him he's handsome, he's legit too proud to beg but he needs that validation

listens to a lot of underground bands and artists

also a lot of djs

owns 15 pairs of headphones

5 have animal ears

showers at least once a day unless he's in a gaming trance

once tried to write you poetry, felt like an idiot, removed all evidence of it's existence and would deny it fully if you ever found out

Poe

Probably not a surprise to anyone but he got bullied a lot in high school

Has been writing poetry since he was 10 and has notebooks full of poems and short stories from over his life

really wants to write some kind of vampire mystery series centered around a brooding poet vampire but also he's bad at writing mysteries

I've sad this before but he's in a book club with Nimh and Cashew

he keeps trying to get them to read romantic novels

Cashew was game until he realized Poe meant like Lord Byron romantic

Mary Shelley Romantic

thinks Mary Shelley losing her virginity on her mother's grave is the coolest thing ever and is high key jealous

Mary Shelley is honestly his hero

secretly got addicted to soap operas

he wants to stop so bad but he can't

he doesn't have a pet but if he did he'd be that dude you can totally tell has a pet cause he's always covered in fur

not that Poe would even care

Poe actually never much cared for birds and is still salty about becoming a magpie

owns so many Victorian/Edwardian style coats

and vests

he's just one color palette/slight aesthetic change away from just being steampunk

owns so many bits of jewelry, it mostly just floats around his living spaces and he chooses what he's wearing that day at random

all the people who headcanon Poe as trans, you're correct

constantly painting his nails and it's always chipping

his nail polish is actually pretty jank but he doesn't care so long as his nails are black

his living spaces are a mess

lots of papers, lots of random odds and ends, lots of clothes and book and forgotten mugs everywhere

does actually partake in the music aspect of the goth culture

most of his fav bands are ones you haven't heard of

he doesn't actually like horror much

at least not this modern jumpscare nonsense

he likes his horror dark, dramatic, and poetically gorey

Saw??? more like pa-shaw he can't stand those movies

the closest thing he gets to liking more mainstream horror franchises is Chucky

Tiffany Valentine is his favorite (*jennifer tilly voice* ~Jennifer Tilly~)

he can always get down with halloween, but only the first one

he can fuck with Tim Burton and Guillermo Del Toro though

crimson peak is his shit

also Jane Austen bitch?!

he loves him some Jane Austen

Emily Dickinson

Mary Shelley obvs

he low key hates to be basic but fucking

read Emily Dickinson's poetry and tell him you're not simping

he legit does simp for Shelley and Dickinson

legit loves the Kira Knightly Pride and Prejudice will all his heart

Sylvia Plath

He's trying so hard not to be basic but he loves Wednesday Addams

that line about her being allergic to colors--- he felt that

regularly listens to sounds of rain and fireplaces

ye I think I'll end it here lol XD

#bear text #blush blush #blush blush game #bear talks #bb game #bb #bear answers #blush blush poe #poe blush blush #bb poe #poe bb #poe #anon blush blush #blush blush anon #bb anon #anon bb #anon

[nian-7]

HI NIANNNNN I got your matchup and I am very excited to write it!!!!! I am here to submit mine as well <:3 no rush at all ok !!! Take your time or else (said lovingly)

Cancer sun / ISFP !!! Generally I'm an outgoing and talkative person and I've got lots of energy, I'm not shy at all and I enjoy talking to people !! I'm super emotional and sensitive and I either tear up or full on cry over something silly once a day SDFGSDFGFSD….. I have a really hard time opening up to people though </3 you will not perceive me

I'm a huge worrier T_T I try to make sure everyone around me has eaten and is taking care of themselves properly and I suppose I do have strong motherly instincts. I just like taking care of people!!! Especially buying gifts or getting them treats <:)

I have 2 college degrees and I work in the medical field so I like to think I am smart….. I'm kinda airheaded though I'll be real and things tend to fly over my head. I run into walls in my own house :( I'm like if a smart person was also very dumb. You see my vision…… I'm also easily embarrassed and own mom told me I'm easy to bully and pick on . Mean to me

In terms of hobbies ofc I enjoy writing but I like to cook and bake also. I've been really into nail art recently and buying candles because I'm 21 going on 60 I guess @#$#@%@$%@@$# ANYWAYS to be honest I mostly just work all day, go home, and do nothing productive the rest of the day DFGFDGFS I just chill……

If I could pick some traits in a partner….. someone who can handle my emotions LOL I like reassurance . . . I'm also very affectionate so it would be nice to receive some back !! I'm not super picky though like number one rule to dating me: please like me. This is all. Smiles

SORRY THIS WENT ON FOREVER I appreciate you so much!!!!!!!! Like I said take your time ok!!! Spins you around HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND NIAN

HI!! i literally had a list of options and then i said ykw no and then this is what happened. I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! i gave you the runners up as well under the matchup too!!

I match you with...

Hokusai Masaki!

-Hokusai just seems like he'd mesh really well with you. He's not the emotional or energetic type but! He likes those types of people seeing as how much he cares about Satsuki and Reo!

-The fact that he wouldn't judge you for being emotional over silly things is just something perfect honestly. He's always there for you to say the least! No matter what it is!

-He's a very patient person so if you don't open up to him right away in your relationship, he truly doesn't mind. He wants you to take your time and be comfortable with him rather than rushing you into telling him things.

-He cherishes any gifts or treats you may give him and feels very comforted by your motherly personality. Even though you may worry about him and his safety a lot, it makes him feel loved.

-Hokusai is a gentle giant of course. He doesn't blame you for your airheadedness or your clumsiness at all and just finds himself smiling whenever you are a bit airheaded...

-Being easy to pick on or bully is not a problem anymore when you're around him though! As someone who doesn't take lightly to bullying, I don't think you'll have to worry much about it.

-Ohh.. I can so see Hokusai letting you do his nails though. That'd be so cute honestly!!

-In terms of what you were looking for in a partner, Hokusai checks the boxes honestly. He can handle your emotions and reassure you without seeming annoyed because just the tone of his voice is so genuine...

-He doesn't mind physical affection either though! It might be very small little things like a hug or a kiss to your temple because he's not a physically affectionate person but he still tries to be to make you happy!

Runner Up No. 1...

Zen Gaho!

-So he's the first runner up cause I actually was going to match you with Zen and then I thought about it and went with Hokusai instead. He'd be a great partner for you too but!! I just felt like Hokusai and you would be a better match than you and Zen if you get me.

Runner Up No. 2...

Yuto Inukai!

-Main reason he didn't last till the 'finals' so to speak was cause of his age.. and Hancho. I didn't know if he was like too old BUT I KNOW YOU LIKE HIM SO I FEEL BAD...

-And then Hancho... it's Hancho I don't think I have to explain that as much because you probably see my vision here...

Runner Up No. 3...

Anne Faulkner!

-Okay so the main reason I decided to scrap Anne was because although I feel like you both would get along really well, I felt like it'd be more of a friend-like relationship rather than romantic if that makes sense???

-They were a good option and all but I just was like hmmm.. Hokusai fits better as a romantic match because Anne is more of a friend-like relationship.

a/n: don't rush my matchup, robyn!! take as long as you need i know i did yours really fast.. BUT TAKE YOUR TIME DW!!

#nian-mutuals #x reader #gender neutral reader #paradox live x reader #paradox live #hokusai masaki x reader #hokusai x reader #hokusai masaki

[macgyvermedical]

What's the most insane bit of physical diagnosis you know? (The bit with lifting the legs and moving them around to diagnose appendix inflammation made me go :000)

Honestly all of physical diagnosis is wild. There are so so many weird things that the human body does, and even weirder things that we figured out to tangentially find problems with it.

I wish physical diagnosis was more rigorously taught, or at least had more time allotted to it (currently students get about 8-20 total hours/semester for 2 years, some of which is testing) where I teach. Cause damn it would be fun to get into all the fiddly bits of abdominal signs, musculoskeletal, and neuro. You can learn so freaking much from a neuro exam that isn't just memorizing the cranial nerves. You can generally tell where in the brain a stroke occurred, and tenuously what kind of stroke it was, with a 20-minute exam (not that any doctor ever has 20 whole minutes with a patient, but still).

And not to sound like a fuddy-duddy but PD is quick n cheap compared to nearly all high tech alternatives. What you can figure out from PD is a little inferior from what you might get with a CT or ultrasound, but for a trained practitioner it's close enough.

As serious and high-stakes as we like to think medicine is, only very specific things in medicine need to be super accurate. You need to be about 85% sure what the problem is, then you're either going to do some kind of surgery about it, or give some kind of medicine. Either way, if it doesn't work, you try something else. Human bodies are weird af and don't conform to a textbook ever.

Anyway, off my soapbox, here's some cool physical diagnosis things to try at parties:

Percussion: Need to find if a thing under the skin is solid (like liver), full of liquid (like acites in the abdomen), or full of air (like the gastric bubble or lung)? Look no further than this poor man's ultrasound! Take the middle finger of your non-dominant hand and find the last joint, called the DIP. Press the DIP down against the part of the body you want to hear like this:

Then, with the tip of your dominant middle finger (or a knuckle, or reflex hammer I'm not picky) tap hard directly over the DIP. Really throw your wrist into it. You want a callus to form over that DIP.

You'll hear a sound that will mean absolutely nothing to you. But try in a few different places and you'll start to be able to calibrate. Percuss in the following areas and note the difference in sound: Upper right chest (lung, gas), lower right chest (liver, solid), anywhere on abdomen (probably gas, or a mix of gas and solid), thigh (muscle, solid). Make sure you're pressing down really hard with the DIP and not percussing over bone (between ribs is okay).

As you get more and more comfortable with this, you can start "mapping out" abdominal/thoracic organs in people (or dogs. dogs love this for some reason)- particularly the spleen, liver, diaphragm, lungs, and heart. Once you get REALLY good at this, you can use percussion to find tumors and pneumonia in lung tissue (find a solid thing in the lung? Probs a tumor. Find liquid in the lung? Heart failure or pneumonia depending on where it is), and quantify liquid in the abdomen or bladder, among many other things.

Am I putting the BladderScan company out of business with this illicit knowledge? No. But that's just cause everyone likes a number, and while I can't do much more than "full" or "not full" or "really full oh sh*t really full", the bladder scanner can snarkily say ">999".

McMurphy's Sign: Think someone might have inflammation in their gallbladder (cholecystitis) due to a blockage or stones? Mash down with your hand just below the right lower edge of their rib cage. Hold your hand there pushed in and have them take a deep breath. Do they stop breathing suddenly because it hurts real bad? Cholecystitis.

Allen Test: Your hand has 2 arteries that bring blood to it. Both of them work about equally well when you're healthy. But let's say you have to do something that might endanger one of these arteries (say, an arterial line, or you need to snake a catheter from the wrist to the heart). You need to make sure that the other one works well enough that if you totally destroy the other one, the patient won't lose their hand.

So basically to do this, you have someone lay their hand palm up on a table. Put a thumb over each side of the wrist (feel a bone, a bundle of tissue, and another bone across the wrist, and your thumb should be in the divot between the tissues bundle and the bone on each side) and press down. Have your patient make a fist and then relax it. The palm should be white, because you've just squeezed all the blood out of it and aren't letting any back in because you've occluded the arteries.

Then you're going to release pressure on one side. The hand should pink up within a second or two. Then repeat with the other side. If the hand pinks up twice, you've got enough blood flow to do your thing with one of the arteries.

Bruits Over the Carotids (and other places): As people get older, they build up plaque in their arteries. This can cause narrowing of blood vessels throughout the body, and if it gets bad enough, can prevent blood from flowing to various organs. This can cause severe hypertension (if the blood isn't getting to the kidneys), angina (if the blood isn't getting to the heart muscle), or syncope (if the blood isn't getting to the brain.

If you take a stethoscope and listen over the carotid artery, you can tell about how bad this is by how much noise the blood makes moving through the artery at each beat. This sound is called a bruit (pronounced brew-ee). While you can sometimes hear bruits in the abdomen, they are usually hard to localize. The condition of the carotids makes a good proxy for other less-find-able arteries. So someone has hypertension that meds are struggling to treat and a carotid bruit? Maybe look into the condition of their renal arteries and see if a stent would solve their blood pressure issues.

#writing reference #physical diagnosis

[fluffyartbl0g]

Going through all my follows rn, what's your favourite character/ship (platonic or otherwise) dynamics?

(also I know I've just randomly shown up in your asks, your time travel au has been an absolute joy to read, keep it up friendo!!!)

Thank you so much :DDD!!! I'm so glad that you've enjoyed reading my time travel au and I super appreciate the ask cause I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MY ONE PIECE OPINIONS >:DDD!!!! I'll put it under read more ouo

Anyways my OTP,,,, is,,, NAKAMASHIP!!!! There's nothing more that I love than the strawhat crew ; - ; I have literally shed tears over all of my strawhats and I love that they all love eachother deeply... On my one piece reread- I made sure to pay extra attention to all the character interactions and jokes. And can I just say, I see so many people talk about how the strawhats barely interact post time skip, or that some characters are basically strangers to each other (I saw someone say this about Franky and Zoro), but THEY DO TALK!!! THEY HAVE SO MANY FUN INTERACTIONS!!!

Oda is SO good at balancing these funny little character moments between important story beats >:O I think Zou in particular had a bunch of nakamaship moments that I really loved. One of my favourite lesser loved dynamics in the crew is usopp and robin (which you would know if you looked at my art of them XD) because they have a bunch of funny bits between them :3

My romantic OTP of all time is ZOLU THOUGH. And I tried really hard to not ship it immediately when i first started reading one piece, because I do this kind of thing alot when I get into media where I latch onto the protag and the guy close to the protag and ship em together??? Like I was so obsessed with JohnDave that DaveKat just hurt me,,, And I liked bakudeku so much that I couldn't get into kiribaku... AND I DIDNT WANT THE TREND TO CONTINUE TO ONE PIECE T - T And it SOMEWHAT did, but it also somewhat didnt. When I first heard Zosan was the most popular ship, like leagues above zolu, I was in physical pain,,, But REMEMBER; nakamaship is my first otp, so I still really enjoyed the idea of zoro and sanji because I enjoy the dynamics between ALL of my strawhats >:(!!!

I'm super duper obsessed with one piece and it sucks that there's all this great fanfiction out there that is effectively barred against me because there's a ship that I don't like >:/ So what I did to become more accepting of Zosan is,,, I drew them making out a ton XD If you look at my early one piece doodle piles, you'll see one of them with a couple of zosan things HAHAHA. Honestly it vaguely worked, but I'm super picky about the zosan fics I read, cause I feel like people can wildly mischaracterize zoro pretty easily.

Anyways I don't think I really answered ur question properly, I really love the king/knight loyalty but also just good bros dynamic that's happening with luffy and zoro :) But in general I just love a good sunshine person/grumpy person ship! (geraskier, bakudeku, megamenace, kagehina, hitomi and shousuke <<< quite upset that the ship sank, Fakir and Ahiru, wrightworth, etc)

Thanks again for the question <3

#ask #one piece #im actually somewhat glad zolu isnt the most popular ship in the fandomn #when u find a fellow zolu truther you KNOW they're a real one #I'm sorry i dont mean to rat on any zosan lovers it's a great ship :thumbsup:! #There are some suuuper good zosan fics out there so im really glad that i decided to give it a shot :]!!!!

[moobell55]

More slightly less happy Evajacks head cannons :)

Trigger warning: Some references to blood, previous violence is past books, and that stupid bastard Apollo

-They have a fairly happy marriage but had problems in the beginning (Lots of Miscommunication, both struggle with expressing feelings in the beginning)

-Jacks has the hardest time believing Eva will be happy with him (Thinking marrying him will be never end in a happy ending for Eva, knowing he’s not the best person who will never be as good or kind as her)

-In the beginning intimacy is hard for them (Jacks doesn’t want to pressure her, Eva doesn’t Have a lot of experience and feels as if it won’t be enjoyable for Jacks (This ends fairly quickly though))

-Eva has lots of back pain from her Scars and Jacks is terrified of hurting her (Scars are from when she got Whipped in Tbona, obviously going to still cause pain and sensitivity)

-Eva gets jumpy sometimes whenever Jacks kisses or touched her neck (From when Apollo tries to strangle her and when Chaos ripped out her throat)

-Jacks has a hard time talking about his past (Knows he was a bad Fate and killed and hurt dozens of people over him life)

-After Turing human Jacks has trouble remembering when to eat (As a Fate he only ate apples, I think he’d have a hard time adjusting to being able to eat normal amounts)

-Jacks is very disorganized while Eva likes things in certain places (She’s not overly picky but Jacks is a borderline slob with leaving things out)

-They fight over their wedding (Jacks just wants it to be them, Eva wants to invite their friends, they end up having two)

-Children is another hard discussion for them (Eva wants kids but Jacks feels as if he could never be the father his children would deserve)

-Naming their children is another tough discussion (Not so much for a girls name, but Evangeline wants to name their son after Jacks, he refuses claiming "It's bad enough his father is a monster, he shouldn't have to bear the name of one too." In the end they agree to name their son after Evangeline father, Maximilian or Max for short)

-Their last name is not really a fight but a more interesting discussion (Jacks doesn't have a last name in the books he's only called "Jacks of The Hollow," I feel as if Eva would want him to take her last name Fox)

-They can't decide what season they should get married in (Northern winters are horribly cold, Eva seems like a summer kinda girl but Jacks seems more Autumn-ish to me)

I'm a firm believer that these two will get their much deserved happy ending, but that doesn't mean it will be all Sunshine and Rainbows for these two.

Do they love each other more than anything? Of course they do. But that doesn't mean they won't fight, they'll just know how you have to fight for your happily ever after to keep it.

Since I made a happy head cannon one I decided they should suffer just a little bit :)

I'm always interested in hearing your thoughts and opinions in the comments

#evangeline x jacks #jacks x evangeline #evangeline fox #evajacks #jacks prince of hearts #stephanie garber #ouabh spoilers #ouabh #the ballad of never after #the prince of hearts #a curse for true love #tbona spoilers #tbona #once upon a broken heart #acftl #evajacks fanfiction #evajacks headcanons #headcanon #im sorry #suffering builds character

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Person A hears from mutual friends that Person B is looking for a real relationship. Finding that out makes things awkward, since Person A is sleeping with Person B – a lot. And they never told them they were looking for a partner.

"You know Midge."

Lenny nods, but tries not to smirk too hard as he sips his drink after his set at the Button Club. "I do."

Joel doesn't know, after all, that Midge has been spending quite a lot of time in Lenny's bed these days. Best to keep it that way.

"Well, she's not having a lot of luck in the love department lately," Joel shrugs conversationally. "She really wants a partner, you know? Somebody she can count on. Be there for her, and she's just not finding anyone."

Lenny takes a longer sip of his drink, his earlier smugness dissipating like the condensation the ice is causing on his glass. "Yeah?"

"Well, yeah. She liked being married," Joel says. "But nobody passes muster these days. Her mother keeps throwing her different guys, and she goes on one date and then scratches 'em off her list."

More to think over. Why hadn't Midge said anything about wanting something serious? Not that Lenny is particularly good at serious relationships. Or maybe he is, he has no fucking clue.

But she never really said anything.

"I'm sure someone will present themselves," Lenny shrugs casually. "There has to be someone, right?"

"Between her pickiness and how much person she is on a daily basis, I'm not so sure," Joel admits. "And hey - you know. Love's not for everyone. Maybe she's one of those chicks that's just meant to be by herself. I mean, she supports herself and the kids with all the money she makes from gigging and Ford's show. She's comfortable. It's not like she needs some guy to come in and provide a paycheck."

Lenny opens his mouth to argue. The very idea that Midge isn't cut out for love feels...

Insane.

Aside from the fact that she wouldn't be by herself at all if Joel hadn't fucking left.

Aside from aside from which, she's not usually by herself because when she's not on stage, or running around with and/or for her family, she's beneath Lenny's sheets.

He stops himself, because the truth is - the very real truth - is that he's the one not cut out for it. Drugs or no drugs. Arrests or no arrests, Lenny - and many women before Midge - finds himself pretty unlovable if he's not on a stage.

He shakes his head. "It'll work itself out," he says instead, finishing his drink. "I'm headed home. G'night, Joel."

"See ya, Lenny."

*****

She's at his place the next night, like she generally is on Sunday evenings.

It's usually the same.

They eat a little dinner, have a couple of drinks. Talk about their week. Fall into his bed.

God, she's beautiful.

Currently, she's laid out beneath him, mostly naked aside from some satin panties; warm and soft, her hands sliding over his bare back.

"Hey," he mutters as he kisses her jaw.

Midge smiles as her fingers play with his hair. "Hi."

"Why didn't you tell me you were looking for a serious relationship?" he asks softly.

Her hands freeze in place and she blinks at him, surprised. "I...I didn't think you'd be interested."

"No?" he asks.

Midge shrugs, sliding her hands from his hair to his shoulders. "You told me you wanted this to be fun. That...you didn't want things to change."

There's a weird mix of emotions in his chest as he rolls off of her, and she pulls a bed sheet to cover her chest. A mix of hurt and frustration he's not fond of.

"I did tell you I wanted to get married again one day," she reminds him. "That I wanted to find someone to share my life with."

She had. She'd said that, conversationally.

And at the time, it hadn't hurt that she doesn't consider him an option, but for whatever reason it hurts now.

"And you don't want that," Midge points out gently; almost like she's talking to a wounded animal, and he doesn't like that either.

"I didn't say that," he tells her.

She laughs a little, reaching out to stroke his jaw. "You said 'I'd rather be stuffed, roasted and eaten by Officer Peluso than get married again.'"

"Okay, that was a joke."

"It didn't sound like a joke."

Lenny blows out a breath and takes her hand. "What if I changed my mind?"

Midge's eyebrows shoot up in disbelief. "Have you?"

He sighs, thinking it over for a long moment. "I did a gig at the Button Club last night."

She nods slowly. "I know."

"And I talked to Joel."

"Okay."

"And he was talking about how..." he pauses for a moment to gather his thoughts. "How you've been on these dates with these guys, and none of them light you on fire, and you've got no interest in long-term with them. And he said 'maybe Midge is meant to be by herself.'"

It's like watching her get slapped.

"He would know, I guess," she says in a quiet tone he's not used to from her. Sad. Resigned.

"Well, that's the thing," Lenny says. "The second he said that it sounded completely wrong. It sounded like one of those Twilight Zone episodes your father enjoys so much. Because you are so lovable, Midge."

She's about to respond. Opens her mouth, probably to thank him for trying to make her feel better, but that the pity isn't necessary, but he cuts her off.

"You are. And I should know, because I've been thinking about what he said all day. And it made me realize that I know you're lovable because I love you."

Her eyes widen as she stares at him in surprise.

"And you're not by yourself. I mean, aside from your insane family, and the friends you've made through the job, you have me. And as terrible a boyfriend as I can be, and as horrible a partner as I've been in the past...I like that. I like that you have me. I want you to keep having me. In all kinds of ways."

Midge looks confused then, shaking her head. "Not to start a fight, but did you get high before I arrived?"

"No, I'm just- trying to work out how to tell you that I've been falling in love with you, probably since we met, and I really thought a lot of these feelings were merely carnal, but it turns out I would like to draw big stupid hearts in my chemistry textbook and write our names inside of them."

She laughs at that, laying down and curling up against him. "Can I talk now?"

"Yes. I'm very sorry, I just needed to get all of that out."

Midge closes her eyes and rests her head on his chest. "I love you, too."

He tightens his arms around her.

"And I think the reason why all these dates my mother has been setting me up on haven't been panning out is because I do have you," she goes on. "And it's not like all we do is have sex- I mean that's mostly what we do. But we talk and we laugh, and we have dinner together. We talk about work and our kids and our mothers. Or, we do now. We didn't before, but we do now."

He doesn't say anything, just lets her talk.

"So, really, you've been doing most of the things that boyfriends do. Aside from family holidays and public dates," she shrugs. "I haven't needed anyone else, because I have you. But you told me you didn't want a life together, and I took you seriously and thought if there was someone who did want those things..." She sighs. "Maybe I could get over the disappointment that you didn't want anything else with someone who did."

Lenny swallows and stares up at the ceiling. "My marriage was a mess."

"I know."

"I wanted to avoid hurting you that way," he adds.

"You were hurt, too," she reminds him.

It's something he doesn't think about terrible often, but she's right. The way things ended...the way things wound up...

He was hurt.

He takes a breath and gazes down at her. "What if we went for it? The real thing?"

"Then we'd have a lot of explaining to do," Midge grins. "But it'd be worth it."

"Yeah?"

She nods, reaching up to kiss him slowly, shifting on top of him to get a better angle and deepen the kiss.

It's a nice view, Midge straddling his hips with very little clothing on.

He could certainly get used to seeing it for the rest of his life.

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge x Lenny #Midge/Lenny

[inspectorspinda]

Hello, hope you’re doing well! I wanted to ask: What’s your favorite scene from the Sister’s Grimm series? Or maybe which scene from each book do you think stands out as the BEST if you don’t want to compare the whole series?

Hey!

Hmmm that's a hard one. I haven't reread all the books yet and have only ever read the original versions so I'll do my best to answer. But my opinions might change as I listen to books 1-3 and 7 again.

The thing I remember the most from this book is the hang in there shirts x'D Maybe because it was such cringe it just burned a hole in my mind. But in terms of scenes I think probably going into the Mirror and getting magicked up to crash Charming's ball which was also kind of cringe because of how uncomfortable Sabrina was about the whole thing. She's crazy relatable as a protagonist. Probably one of the best in terms of female protagonists in children's books.

Finding the frog in the school after hours and then running from it. As a kid, being in a school being after hours feels so cool. Like you're getting special privileges or something, but also it is inherently creepy as a kid because this busy area is so dead and empty. Just that much makes it pretty cool, but then there's extra fear because the frog just shows up from nowhere and tries to kill them.

Maybe the opening with the Jabberwocky? I really can't remember anything about this book at all except the opening scene and the fact Uncle Jake shows up at some point. No clue what else happened in it. Is that a bad sign?

This is the first one I reread last year and my god Puck's emotional confession to Sabrina about how his father made him feel terrible made me start crying in public. And I don't even like Puck! He's probably consistently the least favorite part of these books alongside all the times Granny and Daphne behave unreasonably towards Sabrina. But that scene made me love him for 5 seconds.

I think as a kind this as the first book I actually guessed the ending and I felt so smart for that haha. There are so many great scenes in this book its hard to decide which sticks out the most. There's the time travel to the bad future, chasing Canis around and then BAM suddenly he's the wolf, redeemed Charming, sneaking into Heart's house to get Charming's mirror, Wilhelm showing up and Canis breaking him out, the climax with Tom and Cindy. Good shit.

Probably the book I reread the most as a kid because I loved Canis so much. Looking back, there aren't really that many stand out "events" presay. It is mostly the reveal of what exactly went down in the past that kept my attention. Maybe then I'll say it was the pig's story to Granny and Sabrina about how Canis first came to be? I seems like one of the jail scenes with Canis would be the stand out but since I've always loved these werewolf type tropes I've seen a lot more of them over the years and I'm kind of picky about them now haha. Canis's emotions aren't really developed beyond the obvious, "I feel bad and guilty."

When Sabrina knocked over the water tower? I remember this book so little that I can't even guarantee I'm not misremember that scene. I just know there was a fight scene and Sabrina did something with the water tower and won. I probably only read this book one time so it's not in my memory at all.

When Pinocchio's friend inside the book showed pride in his role, that made me tear up. Cause all the other characters hated it so much, to hear him speak genuinely about how important he saw his job was really sweet and I wish we got more. Other than that pretty much any scene with the Editor, he was awesome.

The end with Mirror dying and wanted Sabrina to say she was his friend made me cry in bed as a listened to the audiobook. WAhhhhhh. If I stop and think, that ending is flawed in many ways but it makes my smooth ape brain happy.

#the sisters grimm #sisters grimm #ask replies

[blade-that-was-broken]

HII !! I’m super fixated on ur half life au and was wondering if you had any more notes on viva ( and / or clay) you could share?? :3

Like dude, same. I’ve been focused on finishing the I’m Still Here book but Half Life is literally always at least in the back of my mind. I think it’s cause it is the closest I have to an original concept within my current writing. Like it wouldn’t be super hard to make it an original concept. But anyways…

Let me start with I’m always open to suggestions and ideas - this is an open ongoing concept in general. It’s not a specific story, but more snippets/slices of life. Beyond Breathe Again, it’s mostly just scenes and smaller bitty arcs.

I don’t know if I really have more - I’m open to questions but I can try to expand on the concepts I do have. And I tried to think about Viva a bit during work. I needed my horse kid rep and Clay needed some love. So here we are with some horse kids. I'll try to stick with a bit more Viva.

Peppy and his wife were divorced and had been for a long time. She spent most of the time with her mom, mostly due to the nature of his job. The reason for the divorce is unknown although they seem amicable, even close. Peppy and his wife did reconnect (which ended up with Poppy) but she died before they could get back together.

Viva's horse is named Milkshake (tentative)

At first, Viva rubs Clay the wrong way. They meet at his first drill team practice and she acts like he is new to this (which he is) but Clay wants to be taken seriously and he's competitive. They end up being partnered together because Viva's notoriously picky horse likes Clay's horse.

Viva looks a lot like her mom while Poppy will look a bit more like her dad.

Viva often feels forgotten by her father. With his work, the loss of his ex wife and taking care of a baby, she feels left out. And this is coming from a girl who didn't have a big relationship with him in the first place. And since she is olderish, she is left a bit more on her own.

The first time she really meets John, she apologizes to him for "almost getting him thrown in jail" and eventually it becomes an inside joke for them. Clay doesn't love it but John holds no hard feelings over it.

Eventually she does end up spending a lot of time over at Clay's house when they become more of actual friends. (uncertain of cliva crush or more sibling-like dynamic)

Shows curiosity when she's over for dinner and John and Spruce are cooking together. They do invite her to join at times.

Has been riding for most of her life.

She harbors a lot of internal fear - just not of horses.

Viva loves to sing and dance. When Floyd gets a bit older and starts making his own music, she helps him with other sounds and a female voice when he'd like.

Is convinced her horse and Rhonda would be best friends.

Clay is very wary of her father, knowing he has the power to ruin his, his brother's and JD's new life.

Loves candy necklaces, has more energy than what to do with, and has a thing about capes.

Soft spot for plaids.

Terrified of chickens

Here is just a couple of Clay things (around the horse-thing)

Clay initially learns western riding first but wants to learn English. And then he does. He takes this all very seriously. He does do speed/gymkhana but feels like it's more fun and games and sees English as more "serious". (I'm not saying that is how it is, it's just how he sees it)

Delta mostly teaches him to ride, since she rode horses in her youth as well. He takes on it quick

Black Beauty makes Clay cry and he will come to end up owning three copies at least.

Brandy mostly braids his hair for english shows.

Heard about drill team through the grapevine. Add in Delta's connections and boom - he wants in. He went in 100% not knowing what it really was.

Clay does struggle with feeling like he is the least favorite.

John takes Clay on his first trail ride, trying to show him that nothing everything has to be serious/a competition.

Okay that's all I got for now! I hope you like it though! I really should think more about Viva and Poppy's family; I just haven't gotten around to it much yet. And since Branch is a baby right now and will be for some time, I don't think about Poppy as much. At least for now lol

#ask #half life au

[afirewiel]

Percy Jackson & The Olympians: Overall Thoughts

What I didn't like...

First off, let me say that there is nothing that I hate about this show. The following things are just minor annoyances, not things that are putting me off from continuing to watch (assuming the shows is renewed). With that out of the way, let's continue.

I've posted about this before, but the lighting in this show could use some work. It's not a problem when it's taking place outdoors in daylight or a well lit room, but when it's a dark environment, it's too dark. I could barely see what was happening in the water park or Underworld scenes. How am I supposed to follow the story if I can't see what's happening?

That they only mentioned Annabeth's fear of spiders instead of showing it. I love that scene in the book. It's the first time we see Annabeth out of control and vulnerable. It's a reminder that even though Annabeth is a competent warrior, she is still human and still just a kid. It also shows us how mature Percy is. He's a 12 year old boy after all and a lot of 12 year old boys would have just laughed at Annabeth's fear and made fun of her for it. But Percy didn't do that. He showed understanding, sympathy, and support. I feel like we lost something by taking away that moment.

As much as I was thrilled to see Timothy Omundson in this show, I wish they hadn't introduced Hephaestus so soon as it kind of ruins it for when we do eventually meet him in the Battle of the Labyrinth. Same goes for Hermes.

That they didn't have Annabeth be the one to show Percy around camp. In the book, Annabeth was willing to step in and put a stop to Clarisse's bullying in the bathroom, but Percy told her he got this. By having her be there and just watch, it made me grimace and made it feel like she was complicit since she just let it happen.

That they took away Annabeth's crush on Luke. I get it, they wanted Annabeth to look more a mature than just a young girl with a crush on an older boy, but her crush is something that does cause tension later on in the series, with her wondering if her prophecy in TBL about "losing a love to a fate worse than death" was about Luke or Percy and it causing arguments between Percy and Annabeth because Percy thinks Annabeth still likes Luke even after everything he's done. And realizing she views Luke as a brother, and not a crush, is a big moment for Annabeth that is now lost.

Okay, I'm probably being very nit-picky with this one, but I'm annoyed that Percy keeps getting wet! In the books, Percy only gets wet if he wants to. It's part of his power. He's so entuned with the sea and his power over it that he doesn't even get wet. It's a little thing, I know, but it bugs me all the same.

What I love...

All the flashbacks with Sally. I love that they show that being a mortal parent to a demigod child is hard. Being a single parent is tough enough already, but when you throw monsters who want to kill your child into the mix, it's next to impossible. And Sally is really struggling. She loves Percy, but love isn't enough to keep your child safe and I think she deserves credit for how hard she worked to keep Percy alive and allowing him to grow to be his own person.

Speaking of Sally flashbacks, that flashback with Poseidon! I know others have said this before, but it's so beautiful how Sally makes an offering (with ice cream that wasn't even hers) and Poseidon shows up mere moments later. It's wonderful to see him sitting there beside her, listening to her and supporting her. Telling her that she is a good mother, that she is doing great. That he knows it isn't easy for her and that as hard as it is, both she and Percy will be stronger for the decisions she is making. And I love how, instead of putting any blame on Poseidon for the situation they are in, Sally just asks if he wants to talk to Percy, acknowledging that he shouldn't as it's against the rules, but knowing how hard it must be for him to stay way, to not be there for the both of them. Showing that she trusts him and knows that he cares. And hearing Poseidon say, "One day..." how one day when Percy knows who he is and is ready to face his destiny, that he, Poseidon, god of the sea, will be right here beside his son. I just love it so much.

And speaking of Poseidon, that scene on Olympus! I could write whole essays on this scene. It is perfection! Between these two scenes, we get the Poseidon I never knew I needed. He clearly cares so much for Sally and Percy, but is just unable to say it, but shows it in the ways that he can. By being there when they need him the most. Even going so far as to surrender to Zeus, humbling and humiliatingly himself in the process, to save Percy's life. And the look on his face when Percy asked him if he ever dreamed about Sally! The pain...oh gads, I almost died. I just love Poseidon so much. He's the GOAT, imo, and I will accept 0 criticism of him. I love what they're doing with him and I hope we get much more of him in the future. I need more scenes with him and Sally. And more scenes with him and Percy.

Seeing Percy trying to drive was peaking comedy that I never knew I needed. Thank you.

Having Luke trying to get Percy to join him instead of simply killing him and only attacking him when that didn't succeed and having Annabeth show up to show she had had her suspicions that something wasn't right. Nice touch.

Having Gabe accidently turn himself into a statue. Having Sally/Percy purposefully do it to him just always felt so problematic to me, even if Gabe was an abusive jerk.

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #pj & o #pj & o spoilers

[codenamehazard]

.:Chasing Echoes:.

.:InFAMOUS: No Man's Land Chapter 3:.

Hey guys! It's been a while, but I have a new chapter ready for everyone! Big thanks to @rogueshadeaux for helping me out! I'm truly learning a lot on my writing journey from her and I can't thank her enough.

Hope you guys enjoy chapter 3 of InFAMOUS: No Man's Land!

The first rays of sunlight creep over the horizon and into my eyes, slowly rousing me from a fitful sleep. I groan in irritation before letting out a tired yawn and stretching. Sleep was a rare commodity for me ever since the Blast back in Empire City; so being awoken in any way other than by myself always puts me in a bad mood. I slowly sit up, feeling my body protesting. I know I can fall asleep pretty much anywhere in any position; but that doesn’t mean I won’t feel it the next day and I was definitely feeling it. My muscles aching and throbbing from the awkward position I had fallen asleep in.

I reach over to grab my toes, the stretching loosening the taut muscles in my back and relieving some of the soreness. Many things in my life had changed but one thing I kept to was a morning routine to ready my body for the day and whatever challenges it may bring. It did my sanity some good as it was something I had control over for the most part. I turn my head to stretch my neck muscles as well as to survey the area. The fire I had set the night before was now no more than a weak flicker and glowing embers. It wasn’t much, but with a little bit of dry tinder and some coaxing, I should be able to get the fire back enough to warm some water.

Slowly standing up, I grunt as I can feel the muscles in my body continue to ache; at this point I was no stranger to waking up with cricks and kinks. Sleeping on the ground or on hard surfaces more often than not tends to normalize these pains. Once I’m on my feet, I go through my routine of morning warm-up stretches; joints pop, muscles stretch and I groan. The sleep leaves my body. Nothing like a hard sleep to remind me of the passage of time.

With a final back stretch; a satisfied sigh leaves my lips. Now my body won’t be causing any more fuss as I get ready.

I take off my shirt and examine it, clicking my tongue at the state it was in before I give it a hard and vigorous shaking. Flapping it about like I was knocking the dust off of a throw-rug. I know sooner or later I’m going to have to find new clothes. Not the first time I’ve had to do it, but it’s still annoying nonetheless. There’s only so much that can be done to stretch the longevity of clothing, especially with living on the lam. After a few more flaps, I put my shirt back on. It’s no replacement for a good washing, but it will have to do until I can find some place to properly wash up.

I grab my backpack and dust it off, having used it as a make-shift pillow the night before. I smile a bit seeing how even though I have had this backpack for a couple of years, it’s still holding up. Opening it up, I check inside to see what I have, frowning at what I see; While I still have enough rations and water to hold me over for some time, it’s clear I will need to find a place to resupply sooner than later. At the very least to restock on water and food. 

I pull out a thermos and set it to the side as I tend to the fire, making a small divot in the coals to set the thermos in. Once I get the water on to warm, I pull out a breakfast bar from my backpack and begin to eat it. My face curls into a grimace as I feel the dry and scratchy texture in my mouth as I chew; the taste chalky and unpleasant. As much as I didn’t like it; food was food and I was in no position to be picky. Not like I hadn’t been in a similar situation before; I guess the quarantine in Empire City was a warm-up, though I never thought I would be surviving completely on my own in the middle of the Great Plains.

A sigh leaves my nose as I think back. It has only been about 2 years since the Ray Sphere blast changed my life forever and yet it feels like it was a lifetime ago… And I guess in a way, it was. Hell, I could dare say I had gone through several lifetimes in such a short span. I’ll admit, there are times where I miss the creature comforts I once had; times where I miss Zeke and Trish. The only two people in the world that actually gave a damn about me, even if it was conditional. Hell, there are times where I just miss being around people in general; but such is Human nature. Humans are social creatures and while I myself ain’t the most sociable of people, I still do want to have somebody around.

God, how long has it been since I’ve actually talked to a person? I have seen people over the horizon, both Human and Conduit alike: traveling, raiding, looting, battling… But I have yet to go up to interact with any of them. I was enjoying the quiet that dropping off the radar is affording me; still… It had been… What, a month? God-damn… My notebook and audio recorder really are the only things keeping me from losing my marbles completely.

Using the stick I pull the thermos out of the coals and set it aside and open it to let it cool down enough so I don’t burn my hands and scald my throat; but with how the chalky taste of that ration coated my mouth, I’m half-tempted to drink it right now just to get rid of it. Once the water is down to a more comfortable temperature, I grab it and take sips from it; letting out a sigh as the warmth of the liquid runs down my throat and spreads through my body. Nothing like a warm drink to start the day.

I watch the sun rise as I sip; even though I have seen this many times, it never gets old. How the dark colors of the night sky give way to warm hues of the morning; the deep cool purples and blues brighten into the familiar sky blue. There were clouds drifting lazily in the sky, adding shadows and bright spots to this picturesque scene. A faint smile ghosts over my features as I take the last sip of my warmed drink.

After putting the now cooled thermos back in my backpack, I use my foot to scuff dirt onto the embers of the fire and smother it, marking the end of my stay at this particular spot. With my body now fully awake and daylight now peeking down onto the ground, I sling my pack onto my back and begin wandering once more.

I made my way to where I noted seeing activity a few nights before. From where I was, it looked like a camp was attacked and both sides were Conduits. I felt the energy from their fighting from miles away. I figured that place might have some supplies I could scavenge, extend my time before I had to find an actual settlement or rest stop for a little while longer. God do I dread having to go into the cities and towns for amenities, many people don’t take kindly to the Beast strolling up into neighborhoods. Can’t say I don’t blame them, heh. Especially since I was a terror before becoming the Beast and I only got stronger and meaner after that. Still; it is a pain in the ass with a reputation as infamous as mine. Can’t even go into a 7-Eleven to get a damn candy bar without people losing their ever-loving minds. It was funny at first, especially if I was feeling particularly sadistic that day, but over time it gets really old, really fast. So the longer I can stay away from where the regular folk are, the better.

As I get closer to the camp, a tingling sensation itches at my mind, starting at the center of my forehead and spreading out. I place two fingers on my right temple and focus on the sensation. A low frequency pulses out from my body and what I find is something interesting.

Glimpses of a scene play out before my eyes as outlines and shadows play their parts. Darkened figures traveled in many directions: figures of Humans, Conduits and even caravans of vehicles. All rushing around as spectral imprints of the past; the faded marks of those who walked these areas before. However, the freshest imprints didn’t take the form of faint shadows dancing behind a sheet, but of glowing outlines. Vague in detail, but stood out all the same. The green outlines walked slowly, but with purpose, and they were walking to the same location I was heading towards.

The remains of the camp.

I continue on, now almost following the echoes to the location as shadows flickered and ran around me. Even though I knew I was alone, the energy from these trails were still very fresh. Fresh enough to feel present. It is almost like I’m actively with this group. Walking with them, stalking with them. A pang of yearning pricks my heart, but I shake it off and keep going.

I stop before crossing the threshold of the camp to look at the sight before me. My eyes see the ruined remains; yet an outline showed me what the camp originally looked like. Five tents all set up around a fire with people going about their days the best they can. I walk closer and explore the abandoned site as the apparitions of the people continue on, paying me no mind as if the roles were reversed and I was the phantom walking among them.

Two couples and three individuals, all tending to their tasks: be it cooking, repairing, or keeping watch. Whether this group was a family unit or not, I can’t tell; regardless, I could feel the comradery between them all. As I examine the broken cooking pot, I spot the outlines that I traveled with not too long ago slow into a stalking crawl before bursting out. An ambush.

Mouths opened in silent screams and war-cries, but I feel them all the same as the battle begins. The bright flashes of Ray Field Energy lashing out as the two groups of Conduits clash. Every lash, every strike, opens up wound-like imprints within the energy as I watch the fight around me. It was vicious, a fight for survival. Both sides fighting to live. A scene as old as life itself.

As the echoes fall, their outlines fade to nothingness as their life drains away, leaving nothing but a shadow on the ground. Powers and fists collide like claws and teeth, blood spills in vibrant hues as they spatter onto the ground where they currently stain the dirt. It was a vicious battle. The bodies drop and the Raiders steal the precious items held in the camp.

Yet…

Among the fallen shadows, a small outline remained. A Conduit who’s will to survive was stronger than the rest. They were still alive, but barely. The figure held still as the bandits looted what they could; he was playing dead. Clever man, he was. Most people don’t check to see if their quarry is dead. I walk around and check to see if there is anything left of use, but find nothing. Damn it all. Looks like I’m going to have to find some sort of civilization soon after all.

My eyes drift over to the echo playing possum and I can feel my curiosity getting the better of me. My memories flash back to Empire City; if the body was fresh enough, I could essentially view the last memories of the poor son of a bitch before they were killed. It had been quite the handy little trick. Sometimes it would lead me to a person of interest; other times it led me to other goodies. I couldn’t help but to wonder: with my abilities enhanced by the Beast powers, could I read the memories of these echoes? Only one way to find out…

I walk over to the figure before kneeling down, reaching my hand out to where the head is. When my fingers made “contact” with the head of the outline, images flashed in my mind. Scattered and fragmented, but present. Faint memories of a settlement; patchworked and cobbled together from whatever scrap that was found or brought in. Built upon the bones of a long abandoned ghost-town. Flickers of people… No… Flickers of Conduits, walking around without fear. Finally a name: Fracture.

I pull my hand away and shake my head as I refocus on the figure. The raiders leave the camp and the specter slowly stands. The outline of the man looks towards a direction, a path of shadows and memories seeming to flow that way like a river, with the shades joining and leaving. The man staggered to the “dying fire” and absorbed the heat from it before walking towards the river of echoes.

I stand there in the middle of the camp, watching as the outline joins before fading away into the shadows. I’m still not keen on heading towards any civilization, but I would be lying to myself if I say that I’m not slightly hopeful about this prospect. After all, it’s a better option than being among the regular Humans, and a safe haven for Conduits? Surely they may be at the very least more tolerant of my presence there. At least enough so I didn’t have to hide away and I can get shit without being harrassed. Perhaps maybe I could look around a bit as well? There’s only one way for me to find out.

I pull out a water bottle from my backpack and take a sip before putting it back inside; starting my trek towards the now fading stream of shadows and echoes. I do not know how long this trip will take me, but it matters not.

I journey on towards Fracture, cautious and curious. Being part of the parade of shades. Not sure what I will find, but ready for whatever it may be.

Hopefully, my luck will change here in this Conduit oasis in the Great Plains.

#infamous #infamous 2 #cole macgrath #demon of empire city #InFAMOUS: No Man's Land #Xeno Writes #Trish Dailey #Zeke Dunbar #Only slight mentions of those two #Also #Trish annoys me to no end #But Cole loved her #So my anger is tempered against her. #Unlike a certain someone #*coughLucyKuocough* #Fanfiction

[delirious-donna]

Hey cutie 🖤

Just wanted to pop on here and say I hope you’re having a fabulous weekend so far. Don’t work yourself too hard!

Thought it may be fun to see who you ship your moots with when you have time, and also see who you ship me with? 😉

Love you,

🕷

Shipping time has arrived!! 😈

Now first, I ship all you absolute babes with me above all else. I'd treat you so good... I swear, just gimme the chance.

Second, I have a lot of moots and I've tried to include as many as possible. If I missed you (I'm sorry and it's just an oversight) and you want a ship please just ask, I don't mind!

Oh, and 🕷️ - I ship you exclusively with me... you are my beloved, although I have a high suspicion that I've shipped you below 😉

@tired-biscuit - Kiba. Okay, so it might seem like I'm only making this choice because you love him so very much but I do genuinely think you two would be cute together. You’d tell him bluntly when he was being an ass and he’d protect you so fiercely. No one talks bad to his girl, well... unless it's him and only in the bedroom. Yes, he can be harsh but he knows when you are feeling too soft and he won’t breach that trust.

@azurelyy - Shikamaru. You deserve someone that will stimulate your mind as well as your body. 😉 he thinks you're adorable and is easily pulled along by your bright personality when he would normally prefer to laze around. He will test your patience for sure, but it will be rewarded tenfold. A perfect couple. Oh, and if you call him Daddy, he WILL lose all self control. I dare you Az…

@at-heart-artwork - Yuta. He is so soft and gentle but powerful and determinedly protective of his loved ones. He would make you feel so fucking loved, never doubting his affection for you for even a moment. You would be his safe space, where he can relax and feel at ease. Head settled on your lap whilst you stroke his hair and watch whatever the hell you choose, he isn’t picky as long as you are happy.

@nightingaleflow - Gaara. I took so long deliberating over this choice. He is stoic and very driven, something that he would use to help you in any way he could. Affection doesn't come easy to him but your sweet nature makes it so natural for him to whisper those sweet words that fill his head without feeling embarrassed. You are his biggest supporter, never halting in your belief that he can do whatever he puts his mind to. Two cuties.

@leavesandflowers - Geto. A monkey you may be, but he’ll make an exception for only you. You are wickedly funny and very open, he likes that and he’d push you to the limits of what you'd be willing to experience. You find him dark and sexy, drawn to that bad boy side and most likely encouraging it, knowing you. Naughty girl..!

@honeylavendr - Draken. I spent a long time jumping between fandoms for you and although this is a new one, I think it's the right choice. Draken is very laid back despite his maniac friends. He is used to the demands of Mikey so you are a piece of cake in comparison and a hell of a lot sweeter. He’ll scoff at your humourous one-liners but secretly he thinks you're so funny and cute. He’ll wrap you in bruising bear hugs and chase you around when you're being silly. Feed him strawberries, Cher. The man is so hungry...

@mochikage - Yuuji. I’m sticking with this cause I think you two would so adorable. If you wanna add Megumi in for a little poly I’d fully support that. A lil trio of cuties that are able to support each other in the way they need it. Yuuji would be the most encouraging partner, so supportive and sweet. Megumi is the solace, the person to cling to when things get too much. You are the glue that keeps everyone together with your sweet affection and just overall cuteness.

@allyallygator - Naruto. So, I’m not so sure that I know your thoughts on best boy Uzumaki but when I think of you, I think you’d look cute with Lord Seventh. He would literally light up anytime you walked in a room and he finds it impossible not to be touching you in some way. You would bask in his sunshine aura, feeling so very wanted by your handsome man.

@sneetsnoot - Jiraiya. I almost wanna say obvs and leave it that cause this is so iconic but I’ll elaborate. Who else could deal with your sense of humour and just ‘you’ other than Jiraiya? He indulges you, and finds you so funny that his sides hurt but goddammit are you cute. He can read you his ideas for his latest book without fear of judgment and you'll even act them out with him. Classic duo.

@thoughtfullyrainynightmare - Fuegoleon. Whether you are self-inserting in Embers or not, I believe that you and Solara are the same person and who else but Fuegoleon could I ship either of you with? He feels so deeply but struggles to show it, you draw that side out of him and soften those slightly jagged edges. Fue helps you to be your best and supports all your dreams with fiery dedication.

@lyranova - William. I’m not fully sure why but he was the first person who came to mind when I thought about this. He is sweet and thoughtful, wanting to hear about your day and rubbing your shoulders late at night. You offer that quiet solace in which he can unwind and truly be himself. He doesn’t have to hide behind his mask with you, you accept him as he is and he appreciates that so much.

@virtue-and-beneviolence - Hanma. Who else? You guys are chaos in physical form and I am here for it. He incites those crazy thoughts in your mind, whispers in your ear and sits back to watch what happens. You are so fun to him and not in a “let’s see how far I can push her” way but more “wow, she is really intriguing.” Oh and Kisaki is definitely your bestie who likes to blast Hanma all the time.

#delirious answers #🕷️ anon #shipping my moots #I love you all!!