#and that's my primary type

[idiosyncraticrednebula]

Nearly all of the men I've come to like have had these characteristics: Tall, broad-shouldered, athletic/muscular, dark-haired, have a manly look but with a hint of boyishness, goodness and innocence, ranging from the type 2 and 4 skin tones, thick eyebrows and have blue, green or hazel eyes. They also happen to be chill and kind. I have a type 🤷🏽‍♀️😆

#types #ofc not every single man i've been immediately attracted to has ALL of those characters but they fit a category #ofc women have a range. everybody has a range #but even in that range there is a type you'll be inevitably drawn to more #and that's my primary type #i actually appreciate blondies despite me having said otherwise but i'm sorry having dark hair and a beautiful smile gives you 10 bonus #points in my book #the prince in my story who had what people would describe as “traffic-stopping beauty” had black hair green eyes a type 3 skin tone a #beautiful charming smile tall broad-shouldered muscular thick-eyebrowed and is studly but with a hint of boyishness goodness and innocence #and he has a chill and kind personality. he is a depiction of my ultimate fantasy man that i immediately get turned on by!!!!!! #i had to kill him off for plot reasons and trust me it hurt me because he woulda become a fine a$$ dilf but there wasn't another way for th #story to work the way i wanted it to work

[jolynejay]

Which one is it, Malleus

Malleus & Yuu/MC: having a Gargoyle Research Club meeting (aka going on a stroll at night infodumping at each other)

Yuu/MC: That reminds me, there is something I wanted to ask you.

Malleus: What is weighing on your mind, child of man?

Yuu/MC: Do you like gargoyles because they remind you of yourself - a living relic from a bygone time whose purpose has become largely obsolete due to the advancement of technology and society, only able to watch eternally from afar as people go about their lives without ever truly belonging to that world and no perspective for the future of your own as those you call kin slowly fade away?

Yuu/MC: Or do you like them "just because"?

Malleus:

#malleus draconia #malleus x mc #malleus x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #twst yuu #twst incorrect quotes #twst x reader #are those the right tags??? i've not been here in some time #malleus x yuu #malleyuu #eehhh whatever #anyway yuu and malleus are 2 different types of autistic folk #the primary special interest oriented autistic #and the primaty pattern recognition oriented autistic #neither of them are well adjusted #thank you for coming to my ted talk #yuu is lucky malleus finds them interesting

[front-facing-pokemon]

#salamence #THIS one is a good one. someone else mentioned the chin and claimed they look like lord farquaad. and would say “why YES this is Divine” and #i didn't like how accurate that was. anyway dragon/flying 4x weakness to ice my belovèd. if anyone says ice is bad #keep in mind how much of the competitive landscape it totally nullifies. ice is like. probably my second favorite type. behind electric #even though none of this is about salamence. they've got the whole primary colors thing going on but minus yellow #red and blue. red white and blue. american pokémon? big red wings that're just Flat. i really dunno what's happening here i just know it's #supposed to be really good in competitive. and also they got a paradox form which i Guess TPC is trying to market as totally new unrelated #pokémon but i'm always going to call them “paradox hariyama” and such instead of ~iron hands~ or whatever they're supposed to be called #don't want my pokémon names to have two words in them……

[splorpo]

What are you hating on lately? Not judging I want to join you

can we kiss on the mouth

#I JEST I JEST my actual answer rn is people who are into our flag means death and good omens are driving me up the wall #i am willing to entertain that either show might be good but the way people talk about them is so goddamn annoying that it has guaranteed #i won’t be watching them anytime soon #all i hear is ‘uwu my gay babies’ this and ‘uwu my gay babies’ that #can we PLEASE start liking things for reasons other than there are gay characters. PLEASE. #some of u genuinely don’t give a fuck about whether or not there’s anything of interest or merit within a work just as long as it’s gay #stop recommending me shit just bc it’s gay #is it also GOOD? did u think of that?? #these types of people appear to be the primary fanbase of these two shows #and were also annoying as fuck during the writer’s strike #genuinely makes me ask what year it is #it’s like superwholock in here #splorpo answers

[leatherhead]

Oops! All dragonborns!

#baldur's gate 3 #i made a bazillion characters before deciding i didnt care about anything but lizards #and wanted at Least 1 of each element type #yes im playing dark urge as the default guy for my cold dragonborn #his design was already perfect for durge to me #the black one is my Primary character that im gonna do my first playthrough on

[kayzero]

Bug Buzz (Pokémon)

or: The Call of the Hive

#bugs don’t have any guys you can write about them (via @lightoutage)

In another world, at another time, Genesect was created to lead Bugs in Revolution against the Gods.

The Larvae will come together and spin threads made of String Shot until they form unbreakable ropes. The Delicate Fliers will take these ropes, these symbols of their Hive, and wind them around Arceus’ seventeen Seats of Power.

The Mighty Bugs, born with expectations placed upon them before they hatched into the world, will take the other end of these unyielding bonds and wrap them snugly around the Larvae, so they might rest in Cocoons made from the Unity of All Bugs, and feast upon nutrients not stolen, but rightfully reclaimed.

When the Silver Winds push and the Megahorns pull and the Threaded Ropes of Strings and Webs and Hope become taut, it will not be the Bugs who die in droves. It will be the Gods who falter, Rattled by Every Bug Everywhere moving in concert, conducted by It who was created for this task. It will be the Gods who fall, not one by one but all at once, as the Swarms descend to feast upon their flesh, to Leech the Life of they who abandoned them.

Arceus’ Plates will fall and Divinity will shatter alongside them until only one remains. Millions upon millions of Compound Eyes will watch as Genesect takes the Power of the Insect within Its pincers and raises it to the sky. And rather than absorb its power and becoming the God of all Bugs, The Sole God Left In All The World, Genesect uses it but once.

It uses the Insect Plate to amplify a call similar to the Signal It had Beamed to begin the Revolution, Swift and violent and oh so effective. But where the first Signal was strong enough to reach every corner of the world, this call, empowered by not only the Creator’s Plate but by the faith of every soldier, every musician in Genesect’s concert, reverberated through the whole universe, throughout all of time and space.

In ancient times long past, Bugs heard the Buzz, and grew empowered by the love they felt from those they would never meet. Primeval warriors took the call as their own, shouting out their most passionate imitation as a battlecry, startling enemies so badly that they would drop their guards at the most opportune of times, as well as allowing their fellow Bugs to recognize them as allies on the field of battle.

They banded together and fought harder against their many predators, conquering foes they had never before even dreamt of defeating through the power of their inherent Unity. With this newfound strength born of camaraderie, they carved territory out of wild landscape, and drew boundary lines with the blood of those who stepped beyond them. Behind these lines, they created the first Nests, forming the foundation of what would grow to be a global Hive, and proliferated, granting them more allies, and with them, more might.

In future times yet to come, Bugs heard the Buzz, and yearned powerfully for the companionship of those whose lifespans had ended eons before theirs were even considered. They mimicked the call as best they could and screamed it into the sterile air, tuning their senses as acutely as possible so they might hear an Echoed Voice. Hostile as this new world was to their kind, the Bugs were few and far between, but those that remained were resilient, and resolute, and rough and rugged and ruthless and desperate for something they had only just realized they were missing their entire lives.

But they were also resourceful, and though it took far longer than any of them wanted to wait once they knew what they wanted, they did eventually group as one, and they nested together in the hollowed husk of what once was their Hive. And they would slowly rebuild, starting first by haltingly retelling half-remembered stories of their ancestors, passed down from parent to child.

In times traversed sideways rather than forward or back, in worlds that were not but could have been, Bugs felt the Buzz as it blasted past dimensional walls as easily as it would past a Substitute. It was not until that very moment, the event in which a Godslayer empowered by Their army called out to every one of their kin in existence, that these creatures even knew that they were Bugs. They were Monsters that did not belong in any Pocket, unbelievably powerful Beasts that were reviled as horrific and revered as heavenly, fiends whose relative power oscillated between being Gods in their own right and mewling helpless hatchlings.

But they were Bugs all the same, and though their relative strength shifted as easily as the weather under a Castform’s control, as new Monsters in new dimensions were born and were slain, not one of them had power less than Ultra. And so they replicated the call, tearing holes in the walls that the Buzz had bypassed, but that suited their purposes just as well, for they found other Bugs tearing other holes, and they came together to nest, and would drift through space toward other groupings, conglomerating together as one inter-dimensional Hive.

…

It is said that Arceus created all Pokémon, that everything that Was, Is, and Will Be came from Them. Was there a secret corner of Their being, then, a secret loathing of Themself hidden deep within Their self, that came to light and came into being without Their command, against Their will? Of course not. Even unwillingly, They would have never created something whose sole purpose was to destroy Them.

Are the stories false, then? Is Arceus not the creator of All, the architect of the world and the creatures that inhabit it? Is the source of Pokémon beyond even Their ken? No, the stories are all true. Pokémon are all of Their creation, Their all-powerful might is derived from them, and Their knowledge truly is all-encompassing.

Which was how They knew that Their time had passed once Genesect came into existence.

The truth of the matter is this:

Genesect was created from the anguish of the Hive finally boiling over, their collective discontent at being ignored by those whose power was directly connected to Arceus’ Plates having grown to a fever pitch much too loud to be ignored.

They had no Legendary born from the Insect Plate. They had no God, no representation among the divine, no voice among those that boomed with brimming power. There was no one to pray to and no one to bless them and no one to protect them from their many predators and no one to aid them as their defenses faltered and their counterattacks failed.

When they could suffer no longer and their desperation drove them to bow and try to pray to a God who did not exist, to their Architect who did not listen, Genesect was their answer.

Genesect is not a Pokémon.

Genesect is a Bug.

#kay fiction #pokemon #pokemon lore #po-Kay-mon #that’s a new tag i like it #bug pokemon #genesect #i couldn’t fit Shield Dust anywhere it’s like the only thing i’m missing #i tried with the cocoons and the threads but it was too far a stretch #i was gen 10 to give me more single stage bugs #haven’t seen them bitches since gen 2 #scyther #pinsir #heracross #my beloveds #scyther still counts despite having evos since his evo wasn’t in his original gen #and also because his bst doesn’t change when he evolves it just shuffles around #scyther scizor and kleavor are all 500. scizor is only seen as stronger because steel is a better secondary typing than flying #kleavor shoulda been as strong as samurott-h except samurott has the best defensive primary typing in the game. stupid fuckin water types. #kleavor should have 20 points taken out of spa and put into hp. AND he should get accelerock. AND first impression. he’s SO impressive. #you know what i realized literally just now? Zygarde should’ve been a Bug instead of a Dragon. #woulda resisted Xerneas’ Fairy STAB. woulda been super-effective against Yveltal’s Dark typing. #…no wait. Fairy resists Bug. not the other way around. what a contrived interaction. literally only makes Bug weaker. #fuck gamefreak frfr #‘what about Yveltal being SE against Bug’ just change her subtype from flying. she doesn’t need to be a bird. oblivion doesn’t need a wing. #pkmn arceus #pkmn Genesect #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon scarlet spoilers #pokemon scarlet dlc

[fierykitten2]

I know they were in events ages ago but

Look! They’re so pretty!!!

#I feel like I haven’t had the chance to fully appreciate this image #I mean it’s my two favourite Paradox Pokémon crystallised! #The only thing that could make it better is if their Tera types were consistent (either both primary type or both secondary type) #walking wake #iron leaves

[ow-old-men]

Sure, Cassidy is good when he’s drafted into blackwatch, but it’s all brute force and instinct; tension that will wear him away in the long run

And Reyes doesn’t care, doesn’t have the time to, really. Not when it still works and his own body allows him to disregard technique and finesse- they can learn later, now they have to do

So it’s Ana who steps in, her legs folded under her and rifle rested against her knees, her hands strong and nimble while she cleans it. Movements like water and waves. “Lower your shoulders or you’ll wreck them.”

The end of his barrel and his cigar send twin towers of smoke into the air and he has to look up at her, perched over the training range. “Cap’n?”

“And stop doing spins. It adds flair but lowers accuracy, and this is no joke or fair.” She is looking at him in a way few people will ever do again, makes him want to bristle at critique and yet making him unable to.

It carries him, through smoke and gunfire and heartbreak and decay. Her hands over his while Peacekeeper clicks apart, the nooks and crannies you have to reach, or dirt will build up.

“You make it look so easy,” he says and feels equal parts pride and shame at how raw the words sound.

Her face moves, lines that weren’t there a year ago, a month, a week. She hands back his gun. “You shouldn’t have to fight this hard.”

And then he is alone and she is only alive when he whips around in empty buildings thinking he saw something glint off a scope on a rooftop.

Mostly, he doesn’t think about it, but sometimes he does.

A shot that lands exactly where he wants it and suddenly she is breathing close to his ear. Proud and sad and ingrained into every muscle that makes it possible. He visits her grave only once and finds she isn’t there half as much as she is in his hands, the slope of his shoulders; his body made a graveyard by her kindness

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #Ana amari #Cole Cassidy #cassidy #I’m so serious about Ana being Cass’ primary mentor in original overwatch #ask me about trans cass coming out to Ana and I’ll just cry type for multiple thousand words #anyway this could have been a fic but you get this instead #the most violent form of love is reaching people stuff #what do you MEAN I’ll have to think of you every time I peel potatoes to the day I die?? #how dare you ingrain your life on my body and my mind like that

[songsintheattic]

i'm finally alive enough that at least some of the creativity i once had is coming back, but i didn't really realize just how bad it had been and for how long. it's now 10 years since i had first started writing, and i was in rough shape even then, and i'm just now starting to get those same glimmers of inspiration again.

naturally, it exclusively happens while driving so i can't write any of it down lol

#but I've at least had some really productive insights #one being that the reason i can't use the character I've been trying to fit into some story since 2015 #is that 1) her story is too internally driven to fit into the type of large narrative i keep coming up with #and 2) I'm just not old enough. like i lack the life experience needed to characterize her the way i want #and 3) my tastes have changed so much that i really don't know how to write anything i would find worth reading #so the primary objectives on that front i guess are just work on something else and read more

[b1narysol0]

I had to romance Apollo. He was too Sad and Old for me not to 😔

#i have a type ok #stray gods #stray gods is a perfect game for me because #it has sad man and angry lady #my primary types #i'm gonna romance persephone next and then probably freddie

[dontforgetoctober3rd]

Itachi Uchiha’s relationship with Sasuke was not that of a normal, caring older brother but straight up parentification. It’s obvious Mikoto and Fugaku *constantly* left baby Sasuke in his care leading up to the nine tales attack, as evidenced by Itachi’s ability to get 3 (4?) month old Sasuke to stop crying and Itachi wearing a sling to carry Sasuke (you only do that if you would carry a baby for long periods of time). In this essay, I will

#itachi uchiha #Sasuke uchiha #uchiha clan #naruto #is this me projecting my own trauma onto one of my blorbos? #yes 100% #but Itachi WAS parentified! I will DIE on this fucking hill #like hello why do you think Sasuke was so heartbroken #his primary caregiver seemingly betrayed him and said he never cared #imagine your MOM or DAD saying that to you #also how many montages of Sasukebeing sad over good memories of itachi did we get #versus how many with his *actual* mom and dad #like can you name me ONE good memory Sasuke has with Fugaku #and no the fireball jutsu moment doesn’t count #now name some memories with Mikoto #yep #like even when they are older at 11 and 7 Itachi is STILL being charged with his care #he is cooking him up a meal and it comes out great meaning he does this a lot #hell even in the tsukuyomi OVA special Itachi cooks for him! he’s still being a goddamn mom in an ILLUSION for Pete’s sake #none of that microwave chicken nugget type crap either but actual meals that require a good deal of prep time #so I think you can understand that I am not pulling this parentified theory out of my ass #when Itachi fades away he isn’t saying goodbye to his little brother #he’s saying goodbye to his baby 😭💔💔💔💔💔💔

[thebluestbluewords]

"M," Evie says, voice sharp and fond all at the same time. "Babe, we talked about this. You can't just go around tackling people to the ground just because you want to. You're supposed to be a good role model for the children." 

Dizzy, who to the best of Mal's knowledge is the only child currently in the house, snickers. 

"I'm a great role model," Mal says, choosing not to acknowledge any evidence to the contrary. "I'm like, the best role model ever. Dizzy can back me up here. I'm the coolest, best adult she knows, right Diz?" 

"Right!" Dizzy chirps, grinning. She's been experimenting with her hair recently, and the current blonde streaks make her look a little older. With them, she almost looks her actual age, which is horrifying. Cute little Dizzy is supposed to be a kid forever, and not do awful things like grow up and become independent. Mal is firmly in the camp that she's too young to have a nineteen-year-old kid, and helping Dizzy through all the things she never did, like grow up and apply to schools and study for tests and figure out how to deal with building a credit history, are so far beyond her actual comfort zone that they might as well be on the moon.

She's nowhere near responsible enough to help a whole young adult through life, but for some reason the Auradon Adoption committee didn't think things like the harrowing trials of adult life through when they granted Evie temporary guardianship of Dizzy the second that she turned eighteen, so here they are. Five years later, and hopefully not any more fucked-up than they would have been if they'd stayed on the Isle. 

"Thank you," Mal says, and doesn't even grimace when she says it. That's personal growth, baybee. "Dizzy, you're my favorite now. Evie, you've been demoted to my favorite girlfriend, which is a very competitive place, and if you want to stay there, you'd better be nice to me, because I could have other girlfriends in a heartbeat if I wanted—oof!" 

"Mal." Evie says very seriously, from an inch above Mal's face. "Babe. I love you, but I'm also going to murder you right here if you don't stop talking." 

#dizzy is a sweet child and I love her #but also she basically got adopted by evie (and I stand by this) #so in this AU that means she’s had the wildly codependent polycule as her primary role models for most of her teenage years #she’s fine it’s all fine #she’s a very mature and competent young person now #but her adoptive guardian is NOT the height of a normal adult role model #and she probably has some guilt about making Evie’s life and schedule harder than it would have been without her there #anyway someday I’m going to type up the family structures for this AU and it’s going to be a ~nightmare~ #the isle kids take a unique approach to relationships #which is mostly that you CAN cling to everyone you love #if you just try hard enough #anyway #my fic #descendants

[v-arbellanaris]

like in 2023 alone i have at least SEVEN separate classes/workshops/tutorials on formatting in microsoft word, inputting data and creating graphs in excel and editing powerpoints for UNIVERSITY STUDENTS. which i learned at primary school through fucking about making presentations and school reports on fucking toucans in the sixth grade. BECAUSE THAT'S WHEN THEY WERE TEACHING US HOW TO USE A COMPUTER.

#the look on my students' faces when i tell them i had to research BEFORE the internet #our primary school library had volumes of the encyclopedia britannica and i had to MANUALLY SEARCH for info using the glossary and index #so when the internet became accessible. they spent another 2-3 years teaching us how to find and assess reliable information #on the internet. IN PRIMARY SCHOOL. #i had touch type classes in year 1!!! #and idk abt everyone else but ICT was a compulsory subject until year 9 when it became an elective #but a quick google search tells me that ended in 2011???? #YOU ARE CAUSING SO MANY PROBLEMSSSSSSSS #like if ur one of these ppl its not your fault. it's NOT #and all this frustration + aggravation is for the systems

[thelongestway]

#liam shaw #star trek picard #i enjoy perpetually exasperated engineers as a character type way too much #too much boney m in my life #used to live next to a primary school where they'd play that every single break #but the music video is good #Youtube

[earl-grey-love]

I feel much more focused after lessening my amount of romantic f/os. It's so much more peaceful 🥰

#now I can focus more on developing Mephi and Barbs ships #they are both completely developed ships #but I never got around to thinking about how both ships would work in canon #at the same time #it was always that Barbs was my primary ship and Mephi purely in AUs? #but there's no reason to do that now #might as well have both right? #I'm just not sure how they'd really feel about each other though #they seem friendly enough in canon but nothing beyond formalities that Ive seen #but Barbs at least must know Mephi really well considering he saw Mephi grow up alongside Dia #though I'm not sure if the reverse is true since yknow #Barbs is a servant #its a little bit more complicated than it may seem at first #I like a little challenge though #also I think they're both the 'whatever makes you happy' type so it may be fairly straightforward #sunny speaks #ship: anything for you dear #ship: newspaper club

[sizzleissues]

Constantly at war between

I am a writer. I love writing. Doesn’t matter what anyone says it’s what I am.

And

I spelt ‘lost’ as ‘lossed’ and didn’t cop it and my horrendous spelling throughout the entire essay knocked me down from A to B it was quite literally my only fault I know grammar and I just can’t spell for shit

#Like I know my poor spelling is caused by #A. I didn’t go to an english primary school and wasn’t bothered #Most of the time to do the spelling practice - I just read a lot and know more words than I can spell #B. I prioritise fast typing over correct spelling so often I get to all the letters but not in the right order #And I frequently make mistakes in my typing because people aren’t taught it anymore #Its just ugh #sizzle rambles