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dykeseinfeld · 4 months
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was feeling basically not sick and then i went upstairs and immediately got so lightheaded i had to lie down. i hate this. so much.
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lepusrufus · 10 months
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"Seriously Cait, how do you sit through all these meetings?"
Cranky Vi for the soul <3
(Bg from Arcane bc I'm lazy)
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teaboot · 4 months
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Every so often someone IRL gets on my ass about a dumb shit thing I'm doing and it's fine usually except sometimes it's really condescending and holier-than-though and after I've tried a few times to say "yes I know this" and they haven't shut up I kinda wanna just
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yanno
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jeeaark · 2 months
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Patch 6 appears to know "what's up" with Greygold's Love Life. Thank you Larian, your accurate depictions bugs never disappoint~ <3
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non-un-topo · 5 months
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Young adults kaysanova?
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pearwaldorf · 6 months
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The canon gave us absolutely consensual but ill-advised sex after a traumatic event and all some people can do is talk about how it was "actually dubcon"?? (Yeah, "fuck or die" is a trope but "fucking because we nearly died" is something I don't see nearly enough of. )
They don't understand how much of a gift this is and I am Extremely Annoyed. I didn't get into OFMD fandom until after all the S1 episodes dropped, and the lack of nuance and sheer reductiveness some people in it display is a fucking travesty and frankly disrespectful to the show and the work the cast and crew have put into it.
People can enjoy a thing however deeply or shallowly they want. But there's a difference between honestly engaging with the work as it is and making shit up and pretending it's actually canon.
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Event?????
1 or 7, domestic style fluff with my favorite eel?? ♡♡ (it's Floyd of course)
I leave romance vs platonic up to you, gn reader so everyone can enjoy as well :)
Can't wait to see what younc9me up with!!! If you need any help or ideas come bug me, floyd sits in my head constantly like a very annoying song
Warm Mornings; Floyd Leech
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance
Content Warning; Some swearing
Word Count; 700+
Author's Note; Who needs a weighted blanket when you have a Floyd? I am here to deliver soft Floyd(TM) hours! (he also sits in my head constantly; the song is the low-quality Funky Town)
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Even when Floyd was dead asleep, he squeezed you, and that was your situation now. You were lying on top of him, and he had you in a comfortable yet strong bear hug. Just tight enough that you couldn’t wiggle free from him. And it was normally fine, but last night someone had left the window open and now it was warm and humid in the room, making you feel sticky.
“Floyd,” you whispered, trying to wake him up gently.
A gentle snore was your answer. You should have expected that though, he sleeps like a damn log.
You tried wiggling around a bit, but Floyd just hugged you tighter on unconscious instinct and rolled over, trapping you under him. Yeah, you were officially stuck. “Floydddd,” you groaned, poking him right above his hips. “You’re crushing me.” 
Usually he would wake up by you repeatedly poking him, but he was out cold, he only just shifted, trapping your face where one cheek was pressing against the mattress, and the other was smushed up against his chest. Normally, you wouldn’t complain about this situation, but it was grossly warm. You were also too far away from your usual ‘escape the crushing weight of my dearly beloved eel route’, which was just tickling his legs and feet. Too bad your arms were pretty much pinned against the bed. 
“Floyd, get off me,” you grumbled, squirming around like a worm on a hook.
Still nothing.
Sighing, you accept your fate. Besides the humidity, it was rather nice. Sure, you couldn’t make out the crashing of the waves on the beach, the steady beat of Floyd’s heart was right up against your ear, and it was slow and steady.
Slow and steady, not two words many people would associate with Floyd. It was a calmer side that only you got to see; when you were overwhelmed, or when he was feeling soft. Yes, he was usually a bundle of energy, but even he had his quiet moments. Within the hurricane, there was always the eye, where things remained still, despite the wild winds outside.
“Mmm,” Floyd groaned, the first sign of life you’ve seen since you’d been sandwiched.
He slowly blinked his eyes, working out the sleep from them, and tilted his head down so he could actually see you, since you were still stuck between his chest and the mattress. “Heh heh, I caught a Shrimpy in my sleep!~” He drawled, voice chipper but still heavy from sleep.
“Yes, yes you did. Can you please get off though, it’s gross out,” you groaned. At least he was cute, which the wild bed head only played in his favour. How can he look so good in the morning? Maybe it’s a mer thing… “Floyd?”
He hadn’t moved, and was instead giving you a wide grin. “Hmm, maybe I should’ve called you Crabby instead of Shrimpy, Shrimpy,” he pinched your cheeks teasingly, “since you look pretty crabby right now.”
You rolled your eyes, “And maybe I should use that mushroom risotto recipe that Jade gave me for our dinner tonight. But that’s only if you don’t get off.”
Floyd narrowed his eyes at you, trying to make out if you were bluffing or not, since last time you were dead serious and did exactly that. But he rolled off of you, grumbling a bit. “Meanie,” he muttered.
You shuffled over to where he was dramatically splayed out, his head slightly turned to you, and giving you puppy dog eyes. Chuckling, you kissed him on the lips, as that is what he was being dramatic about.
Giggling, he captured you in his arms yet again, and trapped you against the mattress for a second time this morning. He was giving you a shit eating smile. You weren’t leaving this bed until he had his share of kisses.  
“Floydddd,” you groaned, but you weren’t annoyed with him, if anything, you were amused. There was never a dull moment with him around.
“Shrimpyyyyyy,” he mimicked your voice with a more prominent whine. “You know the drill!~”
Sighing, you ran your hands up through his messy hair, and brought your lips together, deeper this time. You knew the drill; neither of you were getting up until both of your lips were tired, sore, and most likely bitten… which may not be for a while.
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Tags: @azulashengrottospiano, @eynnwwyjth, @hydra-sea, @krenenbaker, @officialdaydreamer00, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii
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utilitycaster · 5 months
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I will say: as someone who does make a habit of observing fandom trends and fan behaviors in parallel with fandom, I actually am rather hesitant about novelizations of PCs on the whole.
I cannot count the number of times I have seen this exact cycle:
People gravitate to a character or ship specifically because there's a lot of wide open space on which they can project their own traits/desires and create their own transformative works.
Those same people often, however, clamor for more canonical material, because those transformative works/projections are ultimately from within them (ie, there's nothing new), and fanon ends up having the same narrowing of possibilities as canon does as one person's headcanon takes off and becomes accepted as the truth (the fandom monocropping, as someone else once put it).
If they get the canonical material, and it does not validate what they already believed to be true but not confirmed, they become unhappy because those projections and headcanons are now not just unconfirmed but actively contradicted.
Either they begin actively rejecting canon after this breaking point, which tends to isolate and stagnate oneself in a fandom; or they move on to a different character (or ship) still rich with potential and possibility having lost interest in the one that they once loved now that it isn't what they wanted it to be. A few people manage to accept it, but especially if their initial motivation was that open space, this requires a profound and drastic shift in how they engage with fiction.
This happened with the Lucien novel: a lot of the people I recall being very excited for it hated it because it (in my opinion, very reasonably) introduced new characters they couldn't have possibly forseen to his backstory and contradicted their own works and headcanons. The people who liked it (myself included) were often people who didn't like Lucien much as a character, but were interested in how he came to be.
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gaminegay · 2 months
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impishtubist · 5 months
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Funny how it's not mentioned once in the books that Sirius's eyes are grey, but god forbid you make them any other color, meanwhile I can point you to several places in the text where it says "Sirius is tall" and everyone insists that he's short actually.
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yansurnummu · 5 months
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my god... those old men are gay !!
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kedreeva · 5 months
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If I could kill the reply feature on this webbed site, I would.
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triskelion-soda · 1 year
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weird green triangle thing
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temeyes · 9 months
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ooh, la, la-la-la, la-la-la, don't kill me baby
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deathbypufferfish · 3 months
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If you're wondering why Ume is so emotionally unadjusted it's because of her grandma! <3 Also Marinella quit smoking again, good for her. And Sakura has a kicking and biting problem. <3
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iguessigotta · 9 months
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Idk any actual lore aside from what I've picked up in other fics but listen. I need to write something about Ramattra have you seen the man???
Ramattra x male reader (not specifically trans but that's implied in all my fics 💜)
You started worming your way into his life the moment you first cracked some dark joke about the state of humanity
He was initially curious - what would make a human turn on their own kind?
And, even more confusing, why were you still so kind to those around you - human and omnic alike?
It started as pure curiosity. A simple need to understand.
He started to....linger...near you at times, you could feel him watching you occasionally (every time you turned to catch him staring you'd find him focused on something else way in the distance)
It took more effort than he'd like to admit to stop his amused chuckle at the suspicious squint you'd always send his way
something something now you're dating so bonus thots™️ under the cut
SFW
Ramattra sometimes gives you his version of piggy back rides
It's really just you standing on his hips, arms draped around his neck for balance, watching over his shoulder as he goes about his day
He'll let you hang out there as long as you want tbh he likes being close to you
It's very silly to see but if Ramattra catches anyone laughing...... 😬😬
🔞NSFW🔞
Sometimes, Ramattra is amazed that you, a frail human, would put so much trust into him. That you'd feel safe with him in your most vulnerable moments. He was an Omnic built for war, not-
The thought makes him weak when he's knuckle-deep in you
Though you writhe and pant under him, gripping the sheets until your own knuckles turn white, strangled cries escaping your open mouth while you teeter on the edge of release
Though you haven't even touched him yet
Somehow, Ramattra is just as much of a mess as you are
He feels as though he's trembling, terrified of hurting you (part of him still scoffing at his own concern for a human)
He's so focused on your reactions he swears he can feel your heart beating in his own chest
If you were able to hear anything over your own sounds, you'd notice the once-soft whirring of fans within Ramattra's body has gotten much louder, vents opening on his back to release hot air
He's desperate, touching you as though he'll find his own release through yours
You reach up, intent on dragging his face down to you, but Ramattra beats you to it, burying himself in the crook of your neck
When you finally do tip over the edge - back arching high off the bed as your head flies back with a startled cry - the deep groan that rumbles in your ear and against your chest makes you think he might actually have come undone just from touching you
The thought sends you over the edge a second time, legs locked and trembling around his arm
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