#did not spell thay right :(

[mr-eatyourheart]

Stole this from the clock app and I don't regret it.

#mortal kombat #johnny cage #mk1 #hes one of a kind #if leonardo dicaprio can do it so can we #did i spell thay right #who cares

[y-rhywbeth2]

Gods and Clergy: Bhaal

Link: Disclaimer regarding D&D "canon" & Index [tldr: D&D lore is a giant conflicting mess. Larian's lore is also a conflicting mess. You learn to take what you want and leave the rest]

Religion | Gods | Shar | Selûne | Bhaal #1 | Bhaal #2 | Mystra | Jergal | Bane #1 | Bane #2 | Bane #3 | Myrkul | Lathander | Kelemvor | Tyr | Helm | Ilmater | Mielikki | Oghma | Gond | Tempus | Silvanus | Talos | Umberlee | Corellon | Moradin | Yondalla | Garl Glittergold | Eilistraee | Lolth | Laduguer | Gruumsh | Bahamut | Tiamat | Amodeus | The rest of the Faerûnian Pantheon --WIP

I'm in a Durge and Orin mood, so we're getting the full details on Bhaal and his priesthood now. Fun fact, did you know the Dark Urge couldn't even die without Daddy's permission?

Featuring:

Intro: Do you realise this cult is basically a crime syndicate supported by the rich and powerful?

Priests: Hierarchy. Responsibilities. Murder. I rather like the ceremonial regalia, personally.

Deathstalkers: Teleporting! Killing people with your mind! Unlimited ressurections courtesy of Bhaal!! And yet more crazy shit!

Bhaal: Kitten thinks of nothing but murder all day. Also mortal backstory and the Slayer is absolutely nothing like the games depict it

Right then, "Bhaal awaits thee," and blah.

"Make all folk fear Bhaal. Let your killings be especially elegant, or grisly, or seem easy so that those observing them are awed or terrified. Tell folk that gold proffered to the church can make the Lord of Murder overlook them for today." - Bhaal's Dogma

Unsurprisingly for an ex-assassin, Bhaal is the patron god of assassins. Assassins, mercenaries, bounty hunters who aren't bringing their quarry in alive and, presumably, executioners all tend to send a prayer to Bhaal for success. Faithful were called Bhaalyn in the East and Bhaalists in the West. As BG3 takes place in Western Faerûn we'll use the latter.

Amongst these assassin worshippers we find the oh-so healthy individuals for whom killing is more than a job. These killers who regard their murders as a "pastime and a duty" join the clergy.

That said, Bhaalists do not murder indiscriminately. The taking of another life is a holy act, a lot of thought and planning goes into both the kill itself as well as what impact the death may have upon the world. Once the target is slain, they are to smear the victim's blood over their hands and draw Bhaal's symbol by the body with it. If Bhaal is pleased then the blood will vanish.

Bhaal supports and encourages his followers attaining wealth and comfort (it's a good hook to draw them in, and it makes him look good if his followers are successful), and in exchange for their worship his priest-assassins receive the priest spells and administer to the lay worshippers, who benefit second-hand. The assassins have an easier time killing people and getting rich and Bhaal profits from more prayer and death. A win for everyone (who didn't die in the process).

Bhaalist temples historically have spent their time founding and sponsoring guilds of assassins and thieves, including infamous organisations such as the Shadow Thieves of Amn. These guilds survived their patron's death, and while they were mostly businesses throughout the years of Bhaal's death many still paid homage (although there was some confusion involving his replacement, Cyric) and have presumably resumed worship. There's a massive old temple still functioning over in Thay; the Tower of Swift Death, and the assassins work closely with the Red Wizards who rule the country.

Bhaalists have no tolerance for rival guilds and organisations not following Bhaal (which would make them independent of their control) and will eliminate them. They will also root out anybody in the area that will attempt to oppose or otherwise interfere in their business and ensure they have freedom to go about their jobs/worship.

Their other job is to ensure the church has a steady income. They terrorise the commoners into paying tithes in exchange for safety from being sacrificed this tenday (a protection racket, basically) while leaving "economically and socially important individuals live unharmed." I mean, the peasantry have far less enemies to assassinate and gold to spend, so. Plus the rich and powerful are brilliant at turning a blind eye to crime when it benefits them, as well as making sure the evidence never sees the light of day - know which side your bread is buttered on, and all. Baldur's Gate has no law against the worship of Bhaal. Why do you think the original temple exists, after all? Bhaalists actively seek out and sway such potential patrons who would be... amenable to sponsoring and protecting their technically-legal church and its not so-legal activities in exchange for their services.

Urban temples of Bhaal are usually dark, subterranean affairs built under the city streets, containing countless branching tombs that are home to the bodies of the clergy's victims - said victims are usually wandering around down there as restless undead.

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Bhaal's clergy can be recognised as Bhaalists by their ceremonial robes - full body robes of black or deep purple with a deep cowl. The robes will be randomly and violently streaked with flashes of violet. Their entire face is fully obscured by a black veil, to both hide their identity and make it appear as though the hood is empty for the intimidation factor.

The leader of the church in an area is the High Primate/Primistress, who can be identified by a red belt/sash they wear over their robes and the fancy curved ceremonial dagger that marks them as a high ranking priest and a specialty priest known as a Deathstalker - more about them in a moment.

High Primates spent much of their time planning the proper strategies of manipulating nearby rulers, inhabitants, and organizations into the deeds and behaviour that the Bhaalyn desired.

The High Primate is directly served by the First Deaths, who in turn can call upon a council of the nine most senior clergy; the Cowled Deaths. Below them were the regular priests, who were known collectively as the Deathdealers and are referred to by the title Slaying Hand. A Bhaalist rises in the ranks by hunting and ritually killing a target with nothing but their bare hands, which they will then report to a higher ranking priest who will confirm that they are being truthful. If they are then there's a party, and a ritual sacrifice is held to celebrate.

When on a job they dress in black - in the form that suits whatever their preferred method of killing in. Leather armour, mage robes, whatever.

Bhaalists pray to their god before sleep. In the temple the entire congregation comes together to pray in a formal ceremony called "Day's Farewell"). Bhaalists are also to pray before setting out on a murder.

Bhaalists only observe one holy day. It's the Feast of the Moon, a continent-wide holiday for honouring the dead and honouring one's ancestors. Bhaalists have their own spin on it where they remember dead Bhaalists and celebrate with stories of murder to honour them.

All Bhaalists are to commit a murder every tenday at midnight, should they be unable to fulfil this duty then they are to kill two people in place of the one who should've died that day. Before the victim dies, the murderer is to ensure that they know their killer and that they died as a sacrifice to the God of Death; "Bhaal awaits thee, Bhaal embraces thee, none escape Bhaal."

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The specialty priests of Bhaal, those who dedicate their devotion and worship no god other than him, are the Deathstalkers.

One does not have to be a cleric to join the ranks, though the majority are. Rogues, rangers, barbarians and fighters are the most common, but all classes make an appearance (and most are multiclassed clerics)

To become a Deathstalker one must have murdered sixteen sapient creatures in sixteen different methods with sixteen different weapons. This presumably is also the rite of passage to becoming a member of the Brethren of the Keen Strike - an order of Bhaalist assassins to which all Deathstalkers belong.

Distressingly for people who aren't Bhaalist, Bhaal's Deathstalkers regained their Bhaalist abilities around 1372 DR, following the end of the Bhaalspawn Crisis, and resumed their duties, spreading death and terror in his name as they worked to bring him back to full power. The most popular argument for how the priests of a dead deity were getting their spells is that another god - likely Cyric, was granting them spells disguised as Bhaal. However, in the wake of the Bhaalspawn Crisis and the wave of fear felt towards Bhaal that resulted (which counts as prayer), the rumour mill became very fond of the idea that, despite how the crisis ended, Bhaal had still managed to resurrect at least some scrap of himself through that fear and the God of Murder was haunting the Realms once more.

The various abilities Bhaal gifts to his Deathstalkers include the following:

[From 3.5e] The ability to identify key weaknesses in a target by studying them for only a few moments, killing them in a single strike. They are also supernaturally good at stabbing people with their ceremonial daggers.

[3.5e] The ability to tap into the hatred of a person, stoking it into homicidal rage and direct it at another person who they will kill in a mindless bloody rage (also called the Urge to Slay, an ability Bhaal himself has)

[3.5e] Bhaal's own inability to just fucking stay dead - a Deathstalker Bhaal doesn't want dead will come back to life an hour after it is killed, with a single hit point left. During the time prior to resurrection they are an actual corpse.

[2e] They can point at a person, sending necrotic energy coursing through them and causing them significant damage, agony and possibly death.

[2e] They can inflict severe wounds on a person just by thinking it.

[2e] They can teleport! A Deathstalker can teleport themselves (and other people, if they're powerful enough) to the Throne of Blood and from there they can teleport to anywhere on Toril that isn't protected by warding magic. Bhaal won't do anything to protect Deathstalkers while they're in the Lower Planes - if you're strong enough to get yourself here, you're strong enough to get yourself out.

[2e] They can affect the emotions of those around them, reversing whatever emotions an individual is feeling towards them into its polar opposite.

[2e] They can accelerate the entropic aging process of objects.

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Bhaal himself is "violent, cruel and hateful at all times." Being in the presence of the living fills him with an overwhelming urge to kill and destroy. He presents himself as either on the verge of a violent rampage or cold and ruthlessly calculating depending on which suits the occasion best. A Lawful Evil deity, his domain is the Throne of Blood in the first layer of the Lower Plane of Gehenna (Khalas), part of Bane's domain (Banehold). Hilariously, not a single Baldurs Gate game has got this right. BG2:SoA claimed it was the Hells, BG2:ToB changed to the Abyss and, for some reason, BG3 has put it in the Grey Wastes.

Bhaal served Bane, and was in turn served by Loviatar (goddess of pain) and Talona (goddess of disease).

His holy symbol is the Circle of Tears; clue in the name, it's a skull surrounded by teardrops of blood forming a circle.

Bhaal rarely manifested in avatar form. When he did, his main avatar in urban areas was the Slayer, which was not a four armed scaly monster:

"The Slayer look[s] like a corpse with a feral face, [bloodless] skin, and deep lacerations that endlessly [weep] black ichor that vanish[es] before it strikes anything."

It makes no noise at all when it moves. it can talk (its softly spoken and sounds creepy). It can levitate at will and summon floating daggers made of bone, that appeared and disappeared at will. They would cause any living flesh they hit to wither and die. Creatures slain this way would rise again as zombies under its control - or have its skeleton shattered into more bone daggers. Enough of these daggers form an area-of-effect; a wall made of a flurry of sharp shards of bone that would trap the soul of anyone they killed. Oh, yeah, and the Slayer can also inflict the overwhelming urge to murder everyone around you on the people around it.

Bhaal's other avatar was the Ravager, which was mostly an angry 30-foot tall giant with horns.

While in either avatar form, Bhaal also had the ability to create any form of undead loyal to him by touching a corpse (greater undead like vampires would be free once they'd completed whatever task he'd assigned them). He could also immediately destroy any undead, turning them to dust at a touch. Bhaal cannot be harmed by the undead.

Rather than using his avatars, Bhaal usually just manifested as a pair of flying undead hands that can shoot bone daggers at people. Or a laughing human skull trailing teardrops. Both these manifestations are capable of speech, casting darkness and driving everybody into a mindless bloodthirsty rampage - you might have noticed he really loves this trick.

He also invented his own undead monsters, the Harrla of Hate. Harrla are invisible creatures, which if you use magic to see them appear like human shaped wavering impressions. Guess what they do?? If you guessed "fill people with a sense of overpowering hatred and drive people into committing homicide" get yourself a fucking cookie!! (This isn't said anywhere in canon, but Bhaal has less imagination than a chunk of rock, I swear to god...)

According to one version of the story; in life Bhaal was a Netherese mortal wizard named Tharlagaunt Bale. He was one of a few hand picked by Jergal to bear a fragment of the god's divinity and raised from a young age to serve him (a Chosen, basically). Hilariously, one of the others was Karsus. These Chosen were promised godhood for their service as they set about performing a ritual to increase Jergal's waning power and make him one of the most powerful deities. Karsus chose to try and make himself a god instead and blew up the Weave, destroying Netheril and the plan and killing all of his coworkers except Bale.

Bale got a job as an assassin, changed the spelling to Bhaal and dropped his first name, teamed up with a bitter ex-slave with no name except the title "Bane of the Ancients" and a necromancer prince called Myrkul Bey al-Kursi.

His other backstory features him as Arabhal; the spymaster and chief assassin of the Netherese City of Rdiuz, and an ally of Bane. The two became unwitting paws of Jergal, who directed them through nightmares to do his bidding and slay various primordial divinities who threatened his plans.

Regardless of backstory, they all grabbed more divinity by killing an ancient god (also Bane's ex-master) and then he went knocking on his old boss' door for that godhood he was promised (Jergal at this point had embraced depression and just went "yeah, whatever, have it. Idgaf, I'm retiring." Or was manipulating them into becoming his divine pawns. There's more than one take on this story.) and Bhaal walked off the god of murder.

He learned of a prophecy predicting he would die when his stupid ex-travelling companions would decide to piss of Ao who would then kick all the gods out and make them mortal, and Bhaal then decided to sleep with what seems to be at least 25% of Faerûn to produce kids who would hold fragments of himself so that they could all fight to the death and he could resurrect himself afterwards. He was killed by the soon-to-be-god Cyric not far from Baldur's Gate during the Time of Troubles. Cyric proceeded to take his job, and there was a huge fight between Bhaalists who converted and those who didn't and the converts killed all the holdouts.

The rest of the backstory is basically just the original Baldur's Gate games.

#Durge is basically a crime boss #Also; Bhaal please have more than one fucking idea for once in your fucking miserable life I AM BEGGING YOU #dark urge #orin the red #long post #bg3 #durge #the dark urge #baldurs gate 3

[visualtaehyun]

Pronouns, my beloved!

Disclaimer: not a native Thai speaker, still learning 🙏

นี่คุณจะไม่เลือกผมจริง ๆ ใช่ไหม /nee, khun ja mai leuuak pom jing jing chai mai?/

-> คุณ /khun/ = polite, formal 2nd pers. pronoun -> ผม /pom/ = polite, formal, respectful male 1st pers. pronoun

As Mahasamut is the younger one, he might just keep using ผม /pom/ throughout the entire show, just as Sky did in LITA. What he calls Tongrak is surely gonna change though! คุณ /khun/ feels too distant for P'May characters - even LomNuea in Wedding Plan, who met in a professional context and long kept using คุณ /khun/, ended up switching to the more familiar and informal พี่ /phi/ to refer to Lom.

So my predictions include:

a variation on his name, e.g. Rak, instead of any pronoun (like Prapai calling Sky just Sky, no pronouns), or later down the line maybe just ที่รัก /thee rak/ (= lit. beloved, comparable to darling, honey etc.) as it's sweet and would be a lovely switcheroo from Tongrak ต้องรัก /dtawng rak/ (= have to love)

a more intimate pronoun like เธอ /ter/ (based on YiwaMarine from Wedding Plan foregoing seniority by having younger Rine call her older girlfriend เธอ /ter/ for most of the show)

or simply พี่ /phi/ (as a 2nd pers. pronoun) which- I was just considering how that might not be sweet enough for a P'May top but then the sheer potential of P'Rak พี่รัก /phi rak/ sounding so close to ที่รัก /thee rak/ occurred to me and now I'm gonna need that to happen!!

ต่อให้ผู้ชายทั้งโลกเหลือแค่นายคนเดียวอะ ฉัน ก็ ไม่ เอา /dtaaw hai phuu chaai thang lohk leuua khaae naai khohn diiao a- chan. gaaw. mai. ao./)

-> นาย /naai/ = informal male 2nd pers. pronoun (it's kind of filed away as the male equivalent to เธอ /ter/ in my head, even though เธอ /ter/ is perfectly usable regardless of gender but might sound too flirty to Tongrak, maybe?) -> ฉัน /chan/ = informal, familiar 1st pers. pronoun, not respectful or polite but also not impolite; used when speaking to someone younger/of lower status or between equals, is used predominantly by women, and in turn by men when talking to women

I love this choice so much! 1) Because both ฉัน /chan/ and นาย /naai/ rarely make an appearance in BL, from male characters, even though they delight me every time I do hear it in a BL (e.g. NuerSyn in Cutie Pie calling each other นาย /naai/ for a good long while), and 2) because ฉัน /chan/ can give both Mafia Boss (as can นาย /naai/) as well as Sassy and no, I shan't elaborate 5555

My prediction is that these too might change. ฉัน /chan/ here feels like- attitude? almost? Like both a level of self-confidence as well as some sass so I'd wager that mellows out into:

พี่ /phi/ (as a 1st pers. pronoun)

or he might just as well keep using ฉัน /chan/ (if paired with เธอ /ter/ for example that's like prime romance trope right there lol)

or, which I think is most likely, he'll just use his own name or variation thereof, e.g. Rak.

I remember seeing Peat tweet something aaaages ago when the announcement for Love Sea first dropped where he called Fort 'Mut' -

/diiao juuhr gan loei, ai moot/ = See you then, Ai'Mut!

Except this is spelled differently from Mahasamut's name because หมุด /moot/ (= pin/needle) is the phonemic spelling of the last syllable in มหาสมุทร /ma haa sa moot/. So! I think it's entirely possible that Tongrak's gonna call him Mut หมุด or Nong Mut น้องหมุด in the future.

คุณต้องรักมหาสมุทร /khun dtawng rak mahaa samoot/

= Khun Tongrak Mahasamut = You have to love the ocean. = You have to love me.

The Thai title is ต้องรักมหาสมุทร /dtawng rak mahaa samoot/ = TongrakMahasamut; Gotta Love the Sea; Gotta Love Mahasamut

#love sea the series #fortpeat #fort thitipong #peat wasuthorn #thai bl #local woman harps on about linguistics #this was a ramble and a half 💀 feel free to ask follow-up questions if i just confused y'all dear babyfeat

[absolutebl]

Hi!!! Your posts are always amazing and I have so many bookmarked because you create the best little collections. Anyway, I am in a big BL rut right now and I can't seem to get into anything. Any fast-paced, recs that can bring me out of my slump? Thanks so so much :)

Oooo, fast paced is pretty subjective lemme think...

Imma got with the narrative sense of the word pacing (rather than just an in-your-face fast-moving plot, although that too,) so: good tension, craft, and narrative. Here's my pulls - I went broad and into the well, in case you had seen some recent stuff.

10 Fast-Paced BLs to Pull You Out of a Slump

(I'm assuming you have seen KinnPorsche)

I did a quick pitch for each cause I'm drunk so maybe they're funny, all spelling errors are my own and the result of growing up in 3 different English speaking nations and 2 non-English ones.

Someone wanted more elevator pitches a while ago, here ya go!

Our Dating Sim - nerds in love, reunion, deadlines, gaming, teasing, pining tiny idiots, ADORABLE

2. Semantic Error - you cannot be a BL fan and not have watched this, the ultimate enemies to lovers, also the prettiest

3. To My Star - neurotic actor (actual puppy), grumpy chef, sparks, cooking lessons, LOVE!

4. We Best Love - defines fast paced in romance, literally when asked why his character fell in love so fast Yu said, "well I only had one 20 minute episode." Yet... we BELIEVED IT.

5. HIStory 2: Crossing the Line - it's a perfect sports romance, don't bother me with trifles

6. Not Me - also how do you say antidisestablishmentarianism in Thai? + hot boys kissing who probably shouldn't be and convoluted soap opera identical twins plot... someone at GMMTV thought it made sense, we just here for the tattoos and the the Pride scene

7. The Eighth Sense - who let Korea be this angsty? SO MUCH TENSION.

8. Unintentional Love Story - omg the plot, forced into a totally understandable betrayal, falling in love despite himself, put into a corner he can't get out of, the AGONY, the eyes EMOTING at us in PAIN

9. HIStory 3: Trapped - hot cop falls in love with hotter mafia boss he is chasing for MURDER (bonus weirdly domesticated switch-blade wielding hit-man obsessed with geeky police tech support - COME ON)

10. Long Time No See - assassins, cat fishing, either side of a turf war, HOT sex scenes then even hotter beating the shit out of each other and kissing while COVERED IN BLOOD (this came from KOREA?)

There.

All kinds of flavors.

One of them just HAS to work!

If not, you could go for shorts. Try Strongberry:

(source)

#asked and answered #recommended bl #fast paced bl #best bl #korean bl #Long Time No See #strongberry #taiwanese bl #HIStory 3: Trapped #Unintentional Love Story #The Eighth Sense #thai bl #not as much as you think #too much length gives them waffling time #Not Me #HIStory 2: Crossing the Line #We Best Love #SamYu #To My Star #Semantic Error #Our Dating Sim #elevator pitches #BL elevator pitches #KinnPorsche #Fast Paced BLs

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Spoilers for Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom

I haven't actually finished the game but I was thinking, what if Zelda never returns to being a hylian and just remains a dragon forever? Who would be the next in line for the throne?

That's right.

Link. Why?

1. Link is from a long family of knights and one of the only known and confirmed nobles in the game

2. Link is one of the only people in Hyrule to know many classified secrets of the royal family (especially if he regains all his memories from his time as Zeldas personal guard and whatnot)

3. Link has saved and aided all of the different tribes on multiple occasions and united them under him.

4. He has personal friendly relationships with all the tribes leaders aka the chiefs and Zora king

5. Link is pretty good as descalating conflicts and finding middle grounds

6. Link is cononically just as compassionate and lovable as Zelda is and would be beloved as Prince

Theres more but I think you got the picture. Just imagine Prince Link, uncomfortable about this turn of events but willing to do what is best for his people.

So I propose a plot for the new DLC: Of course theres a new Big Bad (maybe a sorcerer like Vaati or something) who makes themselves a castle of thier own in the Depths and is trying to take over hyrule but in a different way than we've seen before. Sure they still create monster and cause havoc but they also do political stuff like scandal and slander

Link gathering alliances with the people of the different tribes and trying to clear his name after he's been framed for crimes he did not commit maybe? He, that doesn't really fit the vibe with what I'm going for, but what if the new Big Bad tried to make the people of Hyrule like him more and use thier love of him as a way into power?

Maybe disasters keep happening and the new guys servents/knights keeps saving the day but things keep getting worse and worse. Maybe there could be a new game mechanic where there's a ward or talisman that stops dark magic/ evil entities from entering the city and most of the disasters in that area stopping entirely and when the servent/knight tries to enter the city they hit a magic barrier and it sounds like a mosquitoe getting zapped by a bug zapper and they scream, revealing themselves to be a monster who had been the one causing all the disasters in the first place. The civilians freak out and the monster flees.

Link and the sage of that area believed in Link the whole time/was suspicious of the servant/knight follows the monster with Link and they find a maze like nest the monster has created

Cue dungeon

Cue boss battle

Rinse and repeat for all the sages people (maybe there are some previously unknown Zonai survivors that Minaru is awed and excited to find and she takes them in idk) maybe they were lost in time or something. Maybe thats where the big bad came from and the the Zonai children interrupted the Big Bads spell and thay wound up in the distant future, the children later running away in confusion and terror. So new tribe and dungeon? Just a thought

DLC features:

1. MASSIVE main quest to renovate the castle where you get to redecorate it however you want. Like you get to choose the furniture and decorations and have things restored to thier former glory. Granted you have to pay for repairs out of your own pocket (taxes can only go so far and thats going towards rebuilding the towns and stuff) and you get to put up your own pictures to replace those torn apart portraits and stuff you see around the castle in BOTW and TOTK. You can put up pictures of Hyrules former royals, the champions, the sages, ect. Or you can go the painting route where someone paints the photos you have on your Purah Pad like in your house in Terry Town. I would buy the DLC just for this to be honest

As you renovate the castle and dig out all the collaped pathways you get new memories of Links time as a soldier and get to see his family as well as memories with Zelda

I would throw so much money at Nintendo just to be able to renovate the castle to my liking. Like, so much you have no idea

2. Link getting a freaking crown and royal armor sets. One for prince and another after he's corinated as king near the end of the game

Armor sets based off of the new and old boss monsters

Armor sets based off of the mini-boss monsters including Gloom Hands (this one looks horrifying btw) and you get some kinda boost from each that represents that specific monster like a Hinox set giving you a food affect boost and Gloom Hands set boosts the power of the Phantom Ganon drops

Maybe a sage set that boosts the powers of the sages a bit

Forest dweller set that increases the durability of wooden weapons

3. Rebuilding the town ruins and creating homes for people all over hyrule like the Deya village ruins and Tabantha ruins and you can do it Lurelin Village style (I loved that side quest it was actually pretty fun)

Anyway, this is me officially releasing this idea to Nintendo it they want it so long as they credit me for the ideas they use from me. They don't even have to pay me (but hiring me would be nice)

Here's a poll to maybe help convince them this is a good idea

@nintendo :)

#legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #nintendo #totk #prince link #king link #poll #please

[url0calcrvckhead]

Incorrect Quotes feat. people I think are really cool!!

I did get their permission to put them in this so don't worry!!

@dia-smthidk @moshieee @hootbon @sm-baby @rabid-mercenary15

Also none of this is meant to be accurate, this is just what I think from what I've seen

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Dia: If there’s one thing I learned from Rabid, it’s to set people’s expectations real low, so you end up surprising them by practically doing nothing at all.

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Moshie: Why would you do that? Dia: Because I feel guilty. Rabid: Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

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Sm-Baby: Hey Rabid. Rabid: punches Sm-Baby in the stomach Sm-Baby: What the fuck? Rabid: You are one of my very best friends. And I cannot stand by and watch you throw away your life like this. You're too young….YOU'RE TOO BEAUTIFUL! Sm-Baby: What the fuck are you talking about? Rabid: I'm talking about the baby that's growing inside of your belly right now. Bon: See ya! leaves Sm-Baby: I'm not pregnant! Rabid: Well, not after that punch you're not. I've been taking muay thai classes. Sm-Baby: I was never pregnant, Rabid! Rabid: Are… you sure? Sm-Baby: Yes I'm fucking sure! Dia: I'm sorry, but why the fuck is everybody yelling over here? Rabid: Oh, I found this positive pregnancy test and— Dia: punches Sm-Baby in the stomach Sm-Baby: AW, MOTHERFU--

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Sm-Baby: If we lose, you’re out of the will. Rabid: I was in the will?

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Rabid is speaking on the phone Rabid: Yeah, I'm with Sm-Baby. Sm-Baby: Im fucking dying- Rabid: Yep, they're okay. Sm-Baby: I have a knife in my chest! Rabid: No, they can't talk right now. They're sleeping, sorry. Sm-Baby: IM BLEEDING OUT-

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Bon: There is no i in happyness… Rabid: There is if you fucking spell it right.

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Sm-Baby: Why would you think any of this was a good idea?! Rabid: Probably because I’m a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence. Sm-Baby: Oh… Dia, from across the room: I don’t understand how you keep forgetting that.

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Rabid: I think it’s time I get my life in order. Moshie, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

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Bon: I'm at a loss for words! Rabid: Despite being ‘at a loss for words’, Bon yelled at me for the next 45 minutes.

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Sm-Baby: As a responsible adult- Bon: chuckles Sm-Baby: … As a responsible adult—

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Sorry if some people aren't put with others as often and that Rabid is on half of them, I just went with who would best fit them....

#samira speaks

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Ok story dedicated to @maxicaiman-afterdark

@duvet-detectives @starscreamhasdied

This is only my second fic so if it's not that good that's why.

This story does happen after breakdown dies and shows knockout coping with it still.

Also I do not know all the cybertronian terms yet so sorry but I'm using some human terms.

And please forgive me if there are any spelling mistakes.

Here is part 2

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OPTIMUS PRIME X KNOCKOUT

Knockout had just got out of the wash racks gently drying off his armor being careful not to scratch his finish. Knockout had been feeling a little down as of late. He had failed a few missions and knew Optimus would be talking with him soon about it. He just knew it was going to happen.

Grabbing his polish and buffer knockout began to buff and polish his armor. He really wanted to be useful to his new team. Sure he was a skilled medic but in the field during battle he wasn't really the best soldier. Sure he had his moments but most were because of his old partner Breakdown.

Oh how he missed breakdown. The way his old partner would complement his finish, help buff him in the morning, surprisingly for his size breakdown was always so gentle with him and knockout desperately missed it all. The feeling of being wrapped up in his big strong servos, gently getting kissed and snuggled.

Knockout heard the door to his birth room open. Knockout turned around to see optimus prime standing in the doorway.

Optimus looked to his lover. Thay haven't been together for long only about 3 months by human time but optimus could pick up on the cues knockout shows when he's feeling saddened or regret, and optimus could see knockout needed someone to talk to right now.

Optimus walked in closing the door behind him for privacy hoping knockout would feel safer knowing he was in a closed environment and away from the team.

"Knockout I've noticed you have been struggling in your recent battles, what seems to be troubling you?"

Knockout was nervous, he hadn't been with team prime long and still sense the team didn't fully trust him yet but knockout didn't fully trust them either. Optimus did assure him that the team just needs to ajust to have him here was all, but knockout wasn't really sure.

Knockout wiped his optics before looking up to prime feeling slightly uneasy. He gave a slight bow before addressing the prime.

"Optimus i know i haven't been here long but trust me when i say I am a valuable asset to this team and I will not fail you again."

Optimus looked to knockout gently raising his hand placing it onto knockouts shoulder seeing knockout ever so slightly twitch.

"Knockout I am aware that you are a capable medic as well as a soldier, I know you are still adjusting to our team but I commend you on your determination to help us all."

Knockout was slightly stunned by this treatment he never really received this kinda thing from anyone on the nemesis except for one mech, one very special mech. It hurt still to think about breakdown but each time he did it got a little easier.

Knockout looked up to optimus seeing a strong caring and reassurance in his optics. Knockout slowly began to settle in the primers gently grasp.

"Optimus are you sure I belong on the team?" Knockout struggled to look back into his lovers optics.

Optimus gently held knockout close giving him a comforting hug, "Knockout you do belong here even if you don't think so, I know it's hard but I also know you are stronger than you know."

Knockout gently hugged optimus back leaning heavily into his bigger frame, oh how he missed this feeling. Knockout snuggled into the prime wanting to be closer.

They stayed there for a few minutes optimus gently rubbing Knockout's back holding him close calming him down. Optimus looked down to Knockout seeing him give a nod optimus picks up Knockout carrying him over to there shared Recharge slab laying them both down on the soft silks and big fluffy pillows optimus holding Knockout close to him, Knockout resting his head on optimus's upper chest.

Optimus smiles as he gently covers them with a blanket letting Knockout relax into him and gently planting a soft kiss to Knockout's forehead. Knockout smiled returning the kiss gently planting his on optimus's cheek.

Knockout gently began rubbing optimus's chest trying to distrac his mind. Knockout absent-mindedly rubbed optimus's side getting brought out of his mind when he heard the gruff laugh of optimus. Knockout looked up to him seeing optimus smiling down at him.

Knockout smiled back whispering a soft "thank you" into optimus's ear. Knockout snuggled more into optimus relishing in the feeling of them together.

Optimus started to gently rub at Knockout's joints smiling as knockout softly moaned feeling the tension leaving his joints. Optimus continued to gently rub at Knockout's joints smiling each time knockout made a noise. "Knockout I want you to relax tonight, I believe you may have been stressing yourself out as of late. I do not wish for you to be stressing over small details. The team will come around but until then just take things slow."

Knockout gently grabbed Optimus's servo looking into his optics. The two of them slowly leaned into each other sharing a kiss.

Knockout gently reached round optimus's sides with one servo pulling him close, his other lightly tapping at optimus modesty panel.

Optimus's smiled nodding to knockout before letting his panel transform away letting his spike pressurize to it's full size.

Knockout smiled teasingly before gently wrapping his servo around optimus's spike pumping it lightly. Optimus let out a few soft moans before Knockout started pumping his servo faster raising optimus's charge.

Knockout leaned down giving optimus a devilishly sly smile before gently taking his spike into his own intake.

Optimus moaned gently thrusting up into knockout but careful not to hurt him. Optimus placed his servo on Knockout's head.

Oh knockout was going to relax tonight, after all he was stressing himself a bit, but Optimus was not going to be walking tomorrow. They both were going to hear the complaints from Ratchet in the morning.

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[farity]

In the Red of Night, part 5

Aemond’s loft was on the top floor - of course - of the building across the street from the coffee shop.  When he opened the front door, your determination to not be impressed by his wealth went right out the window.

“Oh wow.”

The door opened to a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, with the colors of sunset filling the expanse of glass.  There were large light fixtures hovering over the large living area, and your first impression was of a refuge, a welcoming space for someone who had most likely seen much of just about every style of living and wanted peace and quiet.

The wall across from the wall of windows was filled with books, and you smiled, shaking your head.  “Have you read of all those?”

You turned to Aemond and realized he’d been watching you.  “Yes.  Do you approve?”

You let out a breath.  “Of course I approve.  This is amazing.”

“Let me show you around.”

You followed as he took you around the place, smiled when he took your hand and grabbed the bag off your shoulder.  When you reached his bedroom, you were again surprised by how normal it seemed.  Luxurious.  Expensive.  But all in all, pretty normal.

"Are you hungry for some food?”

* * * * * 

She did not want to go out, so they went over a dozen delivery options before they decided on Thai food.  

“Can you subsist on food or do you need to drink blood?” she asked halfway through her bowl of soup.

He looked at her, amazed that such a question could sound so casual coming from her.  “Do you really not care?”

She dabbed at her mouth with a napkin.  “Of course I care, I’m just curious.  I want to know everything.”  She smiled and he felt comforted, realizing how much he had needed that.

“Yes, I can subsist on either.  I like food, and there is so much variety of it nowadays,” he nodded at his plate.  “Back home it was meat and something on the side most days.  We had great cooks but basically ate the same most of the time.  Alys was into stews, she always made stews for us.”

“Alys?”

Aemond took a sip of his water.  “The one who turned me.  Alys Rivers.”

He saw the immediate change in her eyes.  From sweet to wary, from curious to fearful, and she went completely still.  “What is it?”

“How do you spell her name?”

Aemond tensed.  No one would ask that unless they’d seen some strange version of the original name.  “Do you know her?”

She took a deep breath while a thousand possibilities went through his head.

“A very posh woman came into the shop yesterday.  Her credit card said Alys Rivers.  A-L-Y-S.”  Her lips pressed together, as if she already knew the answer, “is that her?”

Aemond rubbed his face, the familiar dread heavy on his shoulders.  “Brunette, posh as you said, expensive everything, looks like she’s in her thirties?”

“More like forties with a lot of Botox and visits to a spa,” she smirked but her eyes were filled with fear.  

“I will not let her hurt you.”

“Would she?”

He wouldn’t lie to her.  Not when it could mean her death.  “If she knows who you are, and I don’t think her going to the shop was a coincidence,” he stared at her with sorrow in his soul, “yes, she would hurt you to get to me.”

She said nothing and Aemond cursed Alys, cursed himself.

“I am sorry.”

“What does that mean, Aemond?  I need to know.”  He saw how her fingers shook when she put down her glass of water.  “I have people I’m responsible for, my entire life is in that shop, I can’t disappear.”

“I can staff it with people who can defend themselves, give your employees a few weeks paid vacations-”

She ran a hand through her hair.  “Aemond, you can’t just throw money at things and expect them to be fixed.”

He smiled at her.  “You’d be surprised at how well it works.”  He stood and walked around the table. He realized he was far more afraid of her deciding he wasn’t worth it and leaving than he was of Alys, which might be incredibly stupid of him but at least Alys was a known quantity.  This brand new thing was so fragile, so tender, and he wasn’t completely sure he was indeed worth it to her.  “I really am sorry.  I never meant for you to be involved in this.”  

She touched his face, her smile soft, and he knew he had to offer, he had to give her an out even if it tore him apart.

“I can leave,” he began, “I can be gone by tomorrow, and Alys will follow my trail and never bother you as long as I am away from you.  You can have your life and your shop and not fear-”

She pressed her mouth to his, wrapped her arms around him, her tongue tracing his lower lip, and he opened for her, let her sweep in and taste him and then he was hauling her up in his arms, carrying her to his bedroom because whatever it was she was promising, he would take, however long she chose to be by his side.

“I don’t want you to go” she murmured between kisses.

“Then I won’t.”

When he placed her on the bed, she rose up onto her knees and pulled him down onto his back, straddling him while she pulled his shirt off.  He let his arms fall to his sides, letting her do as she willed.  

When she kissed his neck, he shivered, and she pressed her teeth against his skin.  “What does it feel like?”

He opened his eyes, “biting someone is power.  Cruelty if you hate them, possession if you love them, and when the blood flows, it’s the heat of them becoming part of you.”

“Show me.”

* * * * * 

You regretted the words the moment they came out of your mouth.  He might think it was all too much bother to deal with Alys and you and your worries about the shop.  Was he thinking he was just trading one needy woman for another?

“I’m sorry,” you said, “I shouldn’t ask-”

He lunged towards you, flipping you so it was you on your back now.  “I feel far too much for you.  I do not remember the last time I was this enthralled with someone,” he ran his hand under your shirt, “if you are offering willingly, then I will drink your blood, but know what that means to me.”

You watched him as his fingers cupped your breast and you sighed.

“Sex can be casual.  Drinking someone’s blood can also be casual, a different kind of exchange.  Since Alys used me and turned me, I have never done both with the same person.”

“Will it hurt?”

He smiled at your endless curiosity.  “I will not let it.”

You nodded, then, your mind made up.  You could understand what he meant, this was such an intimate act, but when he began kissing you, you stopped thinking and simply felt.  

It was so ironic that you felt safest in Aemond’s arms, when so much danger seemed to surround him, but as he pulled your shirt up over your head you closed your eyes, your trust in him complete.

There was a moment when you felt his lips brushing against your wrist that you felt a momentary panic, the human instinct to protect yourself strong even as you said you wanted this, but Aemond moved on, up the silky soft skin of your arm and over to kiss your neck and you arched back, fighting that instinct.  

He was pulling off the rest of your clothes, and you kicked off your pants and underwear, reaching down to undo his jeans with trembling hands.  He continued sucking and teasing your neck while you tried to distract yourself.  You wanted to know, you wanted to share this with him.  You were also kind of terrified.

“If you don’t want me to-”

“I do,” you said quickly, before he could change his mind, and he kissed you, gently and slowly while he kneed your legs apart, his hands tender on your face.  

When he began pushing inside you, you pulled your knees back, wanting him to have you completely, wanting him as deep as possible within you.  

“Tell me,” he whispered in your ear, “do you fear me?” 

He pulled back and then slammed back inside you, and you gasped, “no.” You wrapped your arms around him, your eyes on his.  “I don’t fear you, Aemond.”

He snapped his hips again, one hand fisting in your hair to keep you facing him.  “You terrify me,” he said, lips curved in a gentle smile, and then he sank his teeth into your neck.  

It did not hurt, as he’d promised, but instead it was a new awareness of him inside you, and as he drank, you felt yourself floating, the bed beneath you dissolving and there was only you and Aemond, his hands on you, the warmth of him against your skin.

* * * * * 

He wouldn’t take too much.

He would show her what it was like, he would be quick in drinking from her and give her so much pleasure she would know he meant it when he said there would be no pain.  For he meant this to be only the first of many.

When she came the first time, she cried out, her body straining with both pleasure and the new sensations coursing through her, and he held her, his lips now a comfort as he kissed her cheek, her temple, and then moved down to kiss the valley between her breasts.

As she tried to get her breathing back to normal, he kissed past her belly, her hip, and settled between her thighs.  He would have every taste of her, savor every moan and whimper and pleasure her until she knew nothing but him.

She reached down to grab his hand, to anchor herself, he knew, to hold on to something.  The taste of blood and the taste of her mixed on his tongue as her cries filled his head.  He made her come again, twice, three more times, until she was sobbing and he moved back up to taste her tears, too.

“You are mine,” he whispered as he filled her again, as she reached up to touch him, her fingers brushing against his chest.  “Mine.”

He rocked his hips, seeking his own release, and grabbed her hand to kiss her fingertips.  His last coherent thought before he came was that he would let nothing and no one hurt her.

* * * * * 

You awoke to find Aemond wrapped around you, his face against the back of your neck, arms around you, one long leg over both of yours.

In case you hadn’t realized it yet, the man was possessive.

You turned in his arms and nestled your head under his chin, and he stirred.  “Are you okay?” he murmured into your hair, his voice still gravelly with sleep.

“Mm-hmm.”  You wrapped your own arms around him and closed your eyes.  You didn’t feel any pain where he’d bit you, and at one point when you’d gone to the bathroom you’d looked at your neck, and other than two indentations, there was no sign of what he’d done.  Of what you’d asked him to do.  There was no discoloration, no tearing.  He hadn’t taken a lot of blood, and you felt no different.  

“I love waking up with you in my arms,” he added, “we should make a habit out of this.”

After you showered and dressed, you were looking out of the windows to your coffee shop.  There was a steady stream of customers, and you’d called in to make sure Bailey and Katie were.

“Don’t bother us, we’re very busy,” Katie had said and hung up on you, and you thought maybe she didn’t quite understand the dynamic of an employee-boss relationship.  Bailey had texted you later, letting you know all was well and to take as many days as you needed.

“I need to know everything-”

“I am well aware,” Aemond replied, raising an eyebrow.

You sighed, smiling.  “about how to deal with Alys.”

He nodded, and pulled you down to sit on the sofa with him.  “I know there are things that can be done to protect yourself from her.  From any of us, really.”  He looked at your hand in his, so much smaller.  “As long as you are human, you’re starting off at a disadvantage.”

He turned your hand over, kissing the center of your palm.  “I need you to think about this.  Because I’m in love with you, and if it means you start turning, then we start now, before-”

“What?”

“You don’t gain everything the moment you are turned, which is why older vampires are far more powerful-”

“No,” you looked at him, feeling your heart pounding in your ears.  “what you said before that.”

Aemond thought back and then looked back up at you.  “That I love you.”

“Yeah, that.”

He smiled gently.  “I do.  I have for a while.  You don’t have to say it back, you don’t need to feel obligated to anything.”  He waited while you took in his words and when you went into his arms, he simply held you.  “You are precious to me, so incredibly precious.”

“Aemond, I was in lust with you from the moment I first saw you,” you said quietly, pulling back.  “Then I thought you were so kind and funny, and then I wondered why the hell wasn’t there someone with you.”  You laughed, “I couldn’t imagine someone like you not having someone, you know?”

He caressed your cheek, but said nothing.

“And then I realized I wanted to be that someone, but then the whole mess with that guy happened and I found out what you were, and I thought, well now there is really no way this is happening.”

“But you are that someone.  You are the someone.”  He bit down on his lip, and looked at you nervously.  “I was fascinated, at first.  I kept waiting for you to decide it was too much work to open the cafe, and you didn’t, and then I walked in and you were so good at it.”  He laughed.  “And then you gave me sweets and I was ready to kneel at your feet, but I wanted more.  I wanted you.  And the more we talked, the more I wanted you, but I thought this was a burden I would not place on anyone.”

“And then ‘the whole mess with that guy happened’“ he smiled, quoting your words.  “I whether you wanted me back or not, I decided I would watch over you.”

You caressed his face, “I’ve slept with two other people in my lifetime.  The first because I was curious,” you explained, giving him a look when he laughed and nodded, “and the second because I thought I was in love.”  He took your hand from his cheek and kissed it again.  “And I wasn’t, and he was nice enough but I decided to not make that mistake again.  And I haven’t.”

He watched you, not moving, his eyes wide. 

“I love you, too.  And I don’t care what you’ve had to do to survive or how you’ve dealt with people before.  And if she comes for you or for me, we’ll deal with her.”

* * * * * 

Aemond thought that if it came down to killing Alys, he would do it, and then, as she finally stopped existing, he would say a posthumous thank you to her, for it was being turned that had allowed him to be around and meet the woman he now held in his arms.  

He explained a lot of what he knew, which granted, wasn’t everything because it wasn’t like there were a lot of others he could ask.  Many times he was the oldest one around, as was the case now, and he was the one who would get the questions.

He would not let Alys take this from him, too.

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Everything in the & 196 Video explained

A good place to start for learning 196 culture and understanding some of the stuff we mention is this video, made upon the end of 196, showcasing some of the biggest moments on the sub. Im gonna explain as many of these as possible. First, the history of 196. My source is a post I loosely remember from the person who made 195.

r/195 was a subreddit created by a few roomates living in apartment no. 195 to allow them to share memes easily and save stuff. They didn't set it to private and were suprised when they saw people starting to join. They decided to screw with them by creating the ONE GOLDEN RULE. You must post before you leave. They decided to do this as an experiment for 420 weeks (If I remember correctly.) Alot of fun was had and alot of 196s culture began here , such as Floppa and fanter. People were upset when the experiment ended, the sub had truly struck gold, so its permanent (or so we thought), sequel was created, 196. Its wortg considering, as what was basically an anarchy sub, why didnt it turn into a racist and himophobic shithole like the other ones? Its obviously dependent on the mods. The mods of most anarchy subs create them because they just want a place where they wont face consequences for saying terrible shit. 195 was different, and was moderated by more reasonable people. this is why 196 became the trans friendly space its known as today. Okay, onto the video.

Love of: The two 196 mascots, Floppa and Spronkus. These 2 will show up alot in this video. Spronkus was created in a meme comparing left and right shitposting, where the right is just a racist caricature and the left is "a popular recognisable cartoon character with a gun thay says trans rights and shoots fascits." It also has a gun thats labelled "this is a gun". Spronkus was, infact, not a recognisable cartoon character, but one created by the artist of the meme. It was named and became a 196 mascot, appearing in our r/place image.

The sun: alot of these images are just memes that did well on this sub and fit the lyrics. they explain themselves, theres no more culture to it, I wont mention them in the list from now on.

Came back again: The pillar wars. 196 had a lengthly battle over an image of different pillar types, where people would argue for their favourite pillar.

To make it clear that: When AI filters were just starting to pick up, someone ran their face through a masculinity filter many, many times, and this was the result.

Shame on a martyr: 197 is a place generally recognised as the place that people who liked 196 but got banned for being an asshole go. So its basically 196 but a little more right leaning.

Either perspective of &: First image of Bridget/ Biscuit/ Brisket/ Bucket. One meme where a guy mispelled bridget (Or was it someone who said one of their relatives kept mispronouncing it? Not really important either way) so it became a running joke of Spelling bridget incorrectly. I imagine this was elsewhere on the internet, not just 196.

Dry: Not sure if this is really a 196 culture thing, but its a common joke on 196 that there is nothing dryer than the pussy of Ben Shapiros wife.

& All the &s that we forgot: 196 was known for having microcelebrities, people that were easily recognisable in comments and people know their name. Most notable is Goblinhog, who became a moderator, but the rapid expansion of microcelebs came with monko74 who became one. Alot of people started signing their posts/ comments in a certain way to make them more recognisable.

Leave if you can't stand the thought of it: Not alot to it, 196 mods made the based decision to ban any and all people using the reddit NFT avatars.

New & Old: The new and old images for the sub. Everytime the image changed, it would replace the old one, they would all still be partially transparent. First was that rabbit, then a globe thing was added. The mods did a random choice of who would get to choose the new sub image for a month, and the winner chose a picture of that guy you can faintly see in the new image. It was changed back to the old image and the guy was added at the end of the month. Spronkus also temporarily became the sub icon, before it was added to the full image.

John & Yoko: A heavily edited version of a comic that was used as a frequent meme template on 196. The original joke is that 2 guys and a girl meet their future selves, and one of the guys is suprised to find his future self as a woman.

They took a lesson from their fathers: Explained by the 196 history at the start

Their lives stuck beside every &: The yoshi and toad kissing tattoo was a like goal thing if I remember correctly, "If I get this many likes Ill do this" and they did it. Either that or it was a goal for the sub itself.

Stop the peace: When 196 was at a perceived low point, and Sprokus was on the rise, people came to the conclusion that 196 just wasn't as Gay as it used to be, and it needed to be fixed.

We digress: There was a post (Dont think it was on 196) of a 4 panel comic thats supposed to be something about women moving on from heartbreak or something but the 4th panel was replaced with an image of a shitting toothpaste. Someone commented to ask for the version without the toothpaste and this comment and post was screenshotted and became popular on 196. When the no toothpaste version was posted, the same person asked for a version with the toothpaste. It was a common joke for a while for people to replace the fourth panels, or other panels, of other comics with the toothpaste. This is an amogus version of it. That should be everything, please reblog if Ive missed stuff.

#196 #reddit blackout #reddit migration #reddit refugees #196 campfire #196 migration #reddit #r196 #reddit boycott #rule

[parkkiablah]

Not sure if I've asked this already .

But could you do a request with Halsin x Female Drow Tav . Or Zevlor X Female Drow Tav . Or Zevlor X Halsin X Female Drow Tav Which ever pair you see this fits better .

maybe tav is insecure & alittle stand offish & very afraid to any romantic relationship because of how people view drow ? Shes liked the men and stolen glances every so often and made sure that if they needed anything thay they have it . She gets hurt but hides it at the tiefling party until either one ( or both if that makes it easier ) sees her off to herself at her own tent ( which she's pitched away from everyone else's) . Getting bandages and healing potions signaling she is hurt but is going to try to heal her wounds herself . (She's a Rouge)

I understand completely if this is too much to ask .

(Thank you so much for the request!! I hope this fits what you were looking for and you enjoy reading 🧡

I went with Halsin x Tav, as I haven't written anything for him yet :3 and yes, I am aware that healing spells don't neccessarily require undressing first, but I just went with it for the sake of the story )

I've had worse. (Halsin x Drow Tav)

If you heard 'I never expected help from one of your kind.' again today you would probably jump in that persons face and claw their eyes out. Not seriously but metaphorically.

You were standing at your camp and the tieflings and Halsin had joined your camp for tonight. Of course you were glad to see them happy and enjoying the night, but you couldn't let your friends do the talking for you as you usually did.

Being aware of the judgement people held for drow you aren't surprised by their reaction, but being kind wasn't so easy, when the injury on your leg made you feel worse every second.

You are aware you could just let Halsin take a look at it and it would probably be done in a few moments, knowing he is quite skilled with healing. Yet your own mind got in the way of that idea.

You had been insecure about being a drow. People were not fond of your kind and you couldn't even be mad about it. Many drow did unspeakable things and it's no wonder to you while people despised them.

You had talked to most people in camp and you seriously had to clean your wound soon. Stuffing a healing potion in your bag, thinking no one saw you, you planned on retreating to your tent, which was away from the other ones.

A small wince escaped you as you took a step and you deeply hoped the others were to focused on their conversations to notice.

But Halsin did notice. He had been stealing just as many glances at you, than you been at him. He won't let you be in pain, so the second he sees you wince and grab healing potions he already knew it.

When you had managed to get to your tent without another misplaces step you sat down immediately, leaning back for a second to take a breath while your eyes closed.

"Let me see your injury.", you heard Halsin's voice and you nearly jumped, not expecting anyone here.

Your eyes were on him instantly as he kneeled down next to you.

"It's nothing, no worries.", you said, still not giving in even though the pain made you already feel dizzy.

"I can see the pain on your face even with you trying to hide it. Let me help you, just like you helped me out of that goblin camp."

He was right and you knew that. Still you were hesitant, especially with the wound on your leg meaning you'd have to undress in front of him.

But as much as you wanted to keep arguing that you were fine, you already knew he wouldn't just leave.

You sighed and started removing your pants, your face heating up just knowing his eyes were on you.

When his eyes were on your wound they widened.

"You really planned to tend to this alone?", he said shocked as his hand ghosted on your leg, healing spells soothing your pain.

"I've had worse. And not many are willing to help my kind."

You avoided your eyes, trying to keep your mind off of the feeling of his fingertips on your thigh.

When your wound closed you felt his hand rest on your thigh were your injury had been.

"Next time you are injured please come to me immediately.", he said making you look at him, worry visible on his face. "Promise it, please."

His eyes locking with yours and you couldn't help feeling small under his gaze. Not just that he himself was huge, but the intensity of his gaze was even adding to it.

"Okay.. I promise.", you said quietly and his hand on your thigh moved, slowly caressing your skin.

You leaned forward, closer to him, your hand finding his cheek in an attempt to pull him closer. His hand was on yours, leaning his face into your palm only to pull your hand away from his face a moment later.

You suddenly felt cold, fearing rejection.

"Don't look at me like that. It is not that I don't want you, I just want to have all of my mind on you and for that I need to lift the shadow curse first."

Your eyes were wide, not expecting him to be so honest and you felt warmth slowly spreading through your body again. A feeling you hadn't felt in a while.

"I'll go back, you should get some rest.", he said, leaning closer to kiss your forehead.

He stood up, moving away from you and walking back to camp, but not without looking back at you for a moment.

#bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 halsin #halsin #tav #halsin x tav #drow tav

[telomeke]

MOONLIGHT CHICKEN – WEN'S NAME AND ITS LINKS TO POLITICAL COLOR SYMBOLISM

The way Wen's name is represented on screen in Moonlight Chicken is really interesting.

It isn't a Thai name, and is more probably Chinese. However, the Chinese character or ideogram isn't shown to us anywhere, not even in the Cantonese or Mandarin subtitles – they just spell out Wen in letters of the Roman alphabet instead of using a Chinese character:

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.1 [4/4] 9.28

But it's possible to find out what it is in Chinese (kind of), and this is what I did.

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.5 [4/4] 14.21

Jim has Wen's name stored on his phone as เหวิน, and it's the same Thai word used for the Chinese Emperor Wen of Sui – and his name employs the character 文. This is a word that refers to language, culture, or writing. It can also mean formal, literary or gentle, and because of all this it has a scholarly vibe.

But Wen's name really takes on significance when we see how else it connects, and surprisingly one of the weightier evocations is political in nature. 👀 Take a look at how Wen's name is represented in his own phone:

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.5 [1I4] 16.20

The w and n are present, but what happened to the e? Wen calling himself wn doesn't quite make sense – unless it's being done for other reasons. And in fact, the abbreviation does begin to take on significance when we look at it another way.

Now there is one thing that Thai people sometimes do with the Roman alphabet – they play around with the visual similarity that some letters have to letters in the Thai abugida, using Roman letters to spell out Thai words for a bit of fun. (Director Aof introduced this to us with the Inwza of Pat's chat ID in Bad Buddy – see this post linked here for more explanation.)

There appears to be general concurrence that the Roman letters w and n somewhat resemble the Thai letters พ and ท respectively – so the wn in Wen's phone can also be rendered พท. Noting that Wen's formal first name – วงศกร or Wongsakorn – means ancestor according to some online dictionaries, I think Moonlight Chicken is telling us to look more closely at the predecessor of Wen's พท for deeper meaning.

An online search of พท brings up several results, of which the following two are the most interesting:

พ.ท. – an abbreviation for Lieutenant Colonel (พันโท, pronounced something like phan tho);

พท. – an abbreviation for Pheu Thai Party (พรรคเพื่อไทย).

Looking first at Lieutenant Colonel (พันโท), the first word พัน (phan) means a thousand, while the second word โท (tho) can mean (among other things) two, second or double. It's probably just a coincidence, but it nonetheless reads like a neat little tip of the hat to the drama A Tale of a Thousand Stars (ATOTS) – it's as though the words thousand and second are signaling that Moonlight Chicken is Thousand Stars Pt.2 (remembering that ATOTS was also helmed by Director Aof, and also starred Earth, Mix and Khaotung).

However, it's the second meaning of พท – an abbreviation of พรรคเพื่อไทย or Pheu Thai Party – that's really interesting, because its appearance onscreen looks like a purposeful decision colored with political impulses.

The Pheu Thai Party (PTP, sometimes also called PPT because, you know, Thai language) was the third incarnation of Thailand's ex-premier Thaksin Shinawatra's original political party, after the first two were dissolved by the courts. (The first party, Thai Rak Thai, was founded in 1998 while PTP was founded in 2007, to give you an idea of the time period involved. This is around and after the time Jim and Jam ran away from the family farm, and so they would have been witness to the political drama with regard to this party, right up close in their cities.)

Before joining politics, Thaksin Shinawatra was in the police force, and attained the rank of – you guessed it – พ.ท. or Lieutenant Colonel (it was revoked later, after his fall from power). But he came from a family of businessmen, and had always been active in business.

Not to go too much more into detail (because I already have) the PTP and its previous versions rode into power in several elections on a platform of poverty eradication. Support from the rural poor was immense for them, especially because of welfare policies that the party introduced.

However, it was clear the party (in all its incarnations) was also on the side of big business, and once in power continued to engage in such. Opposition to Thaksin and his activities began to form, and came primarily from a coalition with a large base of support among the urban elite (intellectuals and the educated) and also royalists. They eventually formed a party to counter him formally, called the PAD.

The party espousing rights for the poor (while still affirmedly capitalist) was nicknamed the Red Shirts, while the party leveling charges of corruption against them, with the support of high-thinkers, intellectuals and royalists, became known as the Yellow Shirts. Protests would see throngs of supporters dressed (separately) in these two colors.

A detour into an explanation of the colors is in order here. As mentioned before in my write-up on Wen's friend Gong (linked here), in Thailand the color yellow can sometimes be seen as suggesting links to higher authority and the wisdom of greater experience. Shades of it (ranging to darker tones of mustard, even with nuances of rust) are reminiscent of the saffron robes worn by Buddhist monks respected for their piety and wisdom. And yellow is also the color associated with the current king as well as his father King Bhumibol Adulyadej before him – and we need to bear in mind that the majority of Thais absolutely revere the king, with him being seen as an incarnation of God in all his wisdom.

Director Aof has riffed on this significance of the color yellow before, in Bad Buddy Ep.12, when Korn comments on how much ex-bad boy Wai was reformed and religious:

(above) Bad Buddy Ep.12 [1I4] 5.32

In the scene above, Director Aof showed that Wai's rehabilitation was complete by dressing him in yellow, even as the dialogue made references to religion, good manners, temples and (Buddhist) donations. The choice of color was absolutely intentional – they actually dressed Wai in a woman's shirt (you can tell from the way the shirt placket overlaps right over left), and they did this not to suggest he'd been emasculated, but because the color was just what they needed for the character in this scene (suggesting his pivot to a life more monastic and respectful). So the choice of the color yellow (with all its connotations of religiosity and reform) took precedence over any ideas about gendering, which kind of fits nicely with other themes in Bad Buddy too.

As for the color red, its symbolism on the Thai flag is that it represents the land, its lifeblood (the people) and also blood spilled to maintain the country's independence. And these are concepts clearly laden with passionate emotion.

Although Thailand's population is now slightly more than 52% urban, it was still majority rural at the time before and during Thaksin's premiership (and rural populations were almost always poorer than urban ones). The idea of urban Thailand as having rural underpinnings was prevalent, and the Red Shirts capitalized on this – if the color red symbolized the land and its people, people working the land would surely be the best example of this lifeblood.

So what the Red Shirts did was to appeal emotionally to the rural populace, that had long felt ignored, and spoke to their sense of marginalization with handouts and welfare, and made them feel that they were finally being seen. Thus the color red came to be associated with championing the cause of the (rural) poor during those times, along with the heated emotions that were being stirred up in this segment of the population in support of the party.

With regard to the Red Shirts and the Yellow Shirts – I'm not at all taking sides or writing about who was right and who was wrong. But because of what these colors mean in Thailand (and especially during the era of the Red and Yellow Shirts referenced by Wen's name), I think in Moonlight Chicken the colors yellow and red speak of the dichotomy between living your life based on rational thought, as opposed to emotional reaction (the age-old conflict of head v. heart). And the connection that the color red also has to socio-economic class struggles in Thaksin-era Thailand also resonates around Jim, Wen and the diner in particular (noting that the heyday of the Red Shirts was also the same time that Jim was beginning his new life in the city).

I don’t really do wardrobe color analysis (please visit @respectthepetty's archive linked here for stuff that's much more in-depth and wide-ranging across many different shows 👍). But I'll take a stab at it for this aspect of Moonlight Chicken, painting only with the very broadest of brushstrokes (noting that you can't apply the color palette too strictly anyway, because it'll make the characters look like they're in uniform and the whole effect will turn cartoony).

In Moonlight Chicken I think the color red (echoing the cause of the Red Shirts) does represent the downtrodden and their struggle to survive. Jim's diner has red aprons, and we see a lot of red on Jim, Saleng and Li Ming – they're quite clearly represented as the underclass.

Wen having wn or พท on his phone to refer to himself may be a sign that he aligned himself with the Red Shirts' point of view, at least at the beginning and with regard to the underprivileged. From Ep.2 onwards, we see Wen's wardrobe starting to take on more red even as he starts to feel increasing empathy for Jim and Jim's found family, especially when he begins helping out as temp staff at the diner. (This parallels how the PTP, that shares the พท on Wen's mobile phone, was also identified with the Red Shirts and fighting for the poor).

But red is also the color that we see Jim's money-grubbing landlord representative wearing in Ep.3 [2/4], even as his bike is yellow:

(above left) Moonlight Chicken Ep.3 [2/4] 2.26; (above right) Moonlight Chicken Ep.3 [2/4] 0.57

Meanwhile, Wen also works with the Marina Development that threatens the diner (and this organization is symbolic of big business, just like the party associated with the Red Shirts also had similar interests). When they show us Wen's first in-office meeting (that we get to see), he's still in red but he's also cloaked it with a neutral (indicating that his loyalties may be divided):

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.3 [1I4] 1.42

So I think the color red in Moonlight Chicken not only symbolizes the oppressed, but also the systems oppressing them. It may be associated with the poor and their lot in life, but it may also be appropriated by those with less-charitable intentions. When applied to Jim's landlord representative, who's using both yellow and red, we can't see where his true loyalties lie, and the colors serve to illustrate his basic untrustworthiness.

In these two examples (Jim's troubles with the landlord and the Marina Development) we are reminded of how the party of the Red Shirts, the PTP, may have been helping the poor with handouts (appealing to their emotions in exchange for votes), but it was also on the side of big business, and engaging in mega-business dealings that would line its own coffers (that might or might not be channeled back to help the poor – I have no idea as to their actual plans).

The Yellow Shirts certainly didn't think this was right though, and charges of corruption were leveled against Thaksin and his party, eventually leading to his political demise.

But in Moonlight Chicken, what we see as the series progresses is Wen beginning to wear more and more yellow even as he's drawn in closer to Jim's circle. This to me signals that he's applying more reasoned thought on how to resolve his divided loyalties (keeping in mind the monastic/intellectual/royal significance of the color yellow, and the scholarly connotations of his name 文).

The following outfit paints a picture of Wen's journey (and it's the same one that he wears when we get a first glimpse at the wn on his phone):

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.5 [1I4] 12.36

The color red is still predominant, but we're also seeing pale apricot and saffron orange (of the same family as the colors of monks' robes) starting to creep in. (The blue can also be read as a reference to the revered monarchy by the way; it's not just the yellow that suggests this – the color blue also represents the royal family on the Thai flag). The red reflects Wen's heartfelt care and concern for the struggles of the diner and its people (echoing the mission of the Red Shirts), but the increasing amount of yellow (and related hues) also shows how he's starting his journey to reason with his head (echoing the elite, high-thinking origins of the Yellow Shirts), and not just blindly following the dictates of his heart.

Significantly, the scene that follows also parallels this, in the flashback of Wen (in yellow ochre) proffering wise words of advice to Jim (applying rational logic to matters of the heart):

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.5 [1I4] 17.32

I wouldn't have been reading so much into the significance of the wn on Wen's phone and all the political backstory with the colors, except that Wen himself actually makes a comment regarding politics later on, casting himself in the role of a politician:

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.7 [2/4] 8.04

This moment is Director Aof taking the opportunity to make a statement about LGBTQ+ rights by having Wen, in Buddhist-robe saffron, hand Jim a mug with "Love is Love" in rainbow colors while they talk about queer struggles and the unavailability of same-sex marriage in Thailand. But at the same time, it also underscores Wen's connection to politics and the significance of the colors he wears. 👍

Interestingly, from time to time we also see Jim wearing versions of yellow (shading into other tones like orange and ochre), even as his wardrobe retains touches of the red that signals his underprivileged socio-economic class. I think this parallels his journey to realizing his best life using reason and logic, an enlightenment of sorts, rather than relying on the prejudices and received wisdom he's stored in his heart (inherited from generations before him) or the emotions that plagued him after Beam's passing.

And the culmination of this is when he allows Li Ming his freedom, and also relinquishes the diner for a food truck (which in a sense allows him freedom too). This is given a shout-out in Ep.8 [3I4], when he doffs his red apron and passes it to Saleng (symbolically giving up the weight of his emotional decision-making, that tied him to a life of poverty) while still wearing a saffron top (symbolizing the rationalized decisions that got him to a new, unburdened life):

(above) Moonlight Chicken Ep.8 [3I4] 7.45

And the parallel journey for Wen is when he finally, rationally, makes a clean and solid break with Alan, no longer hanging onto the past out of sense of obligation to Alan's feelings, or misplaced compassion after his accident. (Wen overstaying where he shouldn't, because of the emotional pull that he feels, is actually foreshadowed way back in Ep.1 [2/4], when he dawdles in Jim's home the morning after their one-night stand. 👍)

By Ep.8 [4/4], we see that both Jim and Wen found a way to accommodate the dichotomy of head versus heart in their lives, using sensible logic to address their own needs, and the needs of their loved ones, rather than relying only on the instinctive tugging of their hearts – a battle that they ultimately won, that was symbolized by the yellow and red that they wear, and that was first signaled to us via the innocuous wn or พท representing Wen's name in his mobile phone. 💖

#moonlight chicken #moonlight chicken names #moonlight chicken colors #jim jaruek #wen wongsakorn #moonlight chicken yellow and red

[writersblockiskillingme]

Hi can I request another jann rozmanowski x fem (Figure skater reader) Where Jann is jealous of another figure skater talking/flirting with the reader? Really love your work!

Pair Skating | Jan Rozmanowski/Jann

Pairing: Jan Rozmanowski/Jann x reader (figure skater!reader)

Summary: Jan didn't have any problem with you switching to pair skating because of your injury... until he does.

Warning/s: a bit of jealously, PDA, mention of injury, possible grammar and spelling mistakes

Author's note: Here it is! Finally!! So sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy this and thank you for your kind comment!🤗❤️

It was hard for both you and Jan at first.

For as long as you rememberd you were always skating solo. Alone. You were one of the best known figure skaters in the world. You won many titles and there were were few people who didn't know your name. Loved and known by many, adored by many, admired by many, envied by many.

Your flexibility, speed and durability are the qualities that got you were you are right know. You were doing it alone and you were doing it good. Amazing even. You could always hear people whispering around you everywhere you went. Leopard, thay called you. Your ability to be fast and strong got you that nickname. And just like leopards, you traveled alone.

But even the best animals in the wilderness have their downs. On one gloomy Saturday morning you were injured during your trainings. You didn't see it coming, nobody did, truth to be told, but it happened. So fast.

You were quickly transported to the nearest hospital and your twisted ankle was at bay.

Jan, your boyfriend, almost had a heart attack. He was in Poland at that time and you knew that not even your convincing words would stop him from taking the plane and flying off to you.

At first it all went fine. Your ankle was recovering pretty quickly and you accidentally felt great. You could stand on your own again and you could walk around normally again. Very soon, you could even run! It was too good to be true. You felt like you were ready to step back onto the ice and your trainer agreed, but on one condition. For the time being, you had to switch to pair skating.

It wasn't going to be for forever! Your trainer insisted on it for your own safety. Until you were completely healed and back in your old condition. You didn't mind it at all! It was perfect. You didn't have to be all alone and you would feel safer with completely healthy skating partner. You weren't the one who had any problems with it. It was Jan who didn't really like the idea of it.

Don't get it wrong here, he actually loved the fact that you would be safe, especially considering your current state because of your injury. He loved the excitement and enthusiasm that you showed every time that was brought up in the conversation. Jan loved the idea of it, actually. Until he didn't. More precisely, up until your new skating partner decided that it would be a good idea to flirt with you.

Jan wasn't someone who gets jealous easily. He came to your training sessions every time you invited him. He was fine with your new skating partner, Liam, and you doing a bit more mature programs and everything. He didn't mind the touches, the holding, the closeness, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't even mind if you just had to kiss Liam because of the performance. Why? Because he trusted you completely and he knew that that would never change. He even had the trust in Liam to not make any moves on you up until one day.

You called Jan to pick you up after your practice because your car was taken by your parent for a day and so you didn't have a way to come home. Jan was delighted to come and get you. He walked into the building, security guard recognized him and let him in. He was walking down the hallway towards the training room.

The moment he walked in he could see you both. Liam and you were talking to each other as you drank your water totally obvious to Liam's pathetic attempts to flirt with you. Jan slowly started to walk towards the two of you, not realizing that he was even moving before he reached you.

"Hello, Liam." Jan greeted with the fire in his eyes as he slung his arm over your shoulders. Liam eyed him a bit, his whole face just radiating "annoyed". Despite of that, he greeted Jan back and continued to mindlessly flirt with you in front of him. You didn't realize what was going on as the conversation kept going. However you could guess what was up as Jan started to touch you in front of Liam more. It started out as him slowly pulling you towards him, then wrapping his arms around you and finally he started to kiss the back of your neck.

"I think it's time to go, my love." Jan spoke up after few more minutes, you still in his arms as he turned to Liam.

"Liam." He nodded at him before pulling you away, but not before kissing you passionately, roughly even, as you exited the training room. Jan was very aware of Liam angrily staring at his back as he took your breath away with the kiss. He couldn't help but to smirk at the thought of it.

"What was that all about?" You asked him as you walked down the hall, holding hands. Not like you weren't aware of what happened, but you just wanted him to say it.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He told you, innocently, but you knew better. One thing was for sure. You weren't going to give up on this.

"On you know." You started to explain, clearly teasing him. "The touches, the neck kisses and that kiss you gave me just a minute ago."

"Oh, that." He stuttered a bit. "It was nothing."

"You were jealous." You finally said it, smirking at the blush on his cheeks. "Weren't you?"

"No, I wasn't." He immediately denied it and your suspicion was 100% confirmed.

You placed both of your hands on his face as you gave him a sweet kiss, nothing similar to the passionate, hungry, even lustful one that he gave you in front of Liam.

"Oh my God, you are SO jealous!"

"No, I am not!!"

#fic #imagine #eurovision 2023 #eurovision #jann gladiator #jan rozmanowski x reader #jan rozmanowski #jann x reader #justice for jann #annonymous #anon ask

[austinstyles]

Id love an austin story where reader is on tour (like taylor swift vibes) and austin comes to support her despite having a busy filming schedule <3

youre the best 🫶🏻

Hey anon Thanks so much for your request. I definitely like this idea and I tried my best with Thai fanfic. To follow what you wanted. I hope that everyone will enjoy this fanfic. And thanks for this request. I really enjoy this idea. And also you can imagine the reader however you want to imagine the reader.

Concert

Austin butler x reader

Warning: Spelling mistakes and some kissing. And tell me if I missed anything.

Y/n pov ( after meet and greet, gets ready for preforming)

Being a musician is something I really enjoy. And I still do. But their are moments I miss spending time with my family, and boyfriend. My boyfriend is Austin Butler, and we both can have busy careers but we always try and make time for each other not matter what.

I just love Austin, and I am thankful that I have him in my life. We just enjoy each other’s company. And I love to spent time with him.

Tonight I have a show in Florida and I am excited to see all my amazing fans. Austin said last night wen we talked that he was excited to see me preform again. He is so supportive of my music and I support his acting career. We both support each other.

I am getting ready for my preferment and putting on the sparkly dress, that I am preforming in tonight.

When I was done putting on my dress I then had my makeup done. As my makeup is getting done, I hear a nock on my dressing room door. Then the person inn the other side was let in. I then looked to see how it was for one quick second. A smile spread over my face as I saw Austin standing there.

I was so excited to see him, and to know he will be here to support me in the audience tonight is amazing. Austin was walking towards my chair and i turned my face to look right into his beautiful blue eyes. We soon shared a small kiss together, this is our way to say nice to see you. The love we both have for each other is passionate and we support each other. We spent some time alone before my concert, then I was called to get out on stage. I gave Austin a quick peck on is lips and go to preform. I am so happy to know that Austin will be her to see me preform live. And I can’t wait to see my fans that are like a big family to me. It was also nice to meet my fans at the meet and greet before the concert.

Austin pov (in the audience of the concert)

I was so excited to be here and support my girlfriend. I was happy that I got to make time and be here, even with my busy filming schedule. We always try and support each other. And know I am in the audience watching my girlfriend preform. I love to see the passion she has for music. I love her so much and I am so happy that meet her. This entire concert is so mesmerizing to me, I love every moment of this concert. She is in her eliminate and I know she is loving this moment. It can’t always be easy for her, that I know. But she loves to meet her fans and to preform. Her passion for music is still her and have been since day one. I am proud of her.

I am happy get to be her and support her in the audience, finding the time in my schedule wasn’t easy. But I am happy I did. Her I am watching my girlfriend doing an amazing performance. Every song she has preform so far have been amazing.

After the concert is over (still Austin pov)

Wen the concert was done i was starting to move towards the back stage to see y/n. The concert was amazing. I just loved every moment of it. She did amazing. I just feel so proud of her. The fact that I also was able to be her for her and see this hole show live, I just feel so happy that I was here to share the moment with her from the audience. After the concert I was going to move towards the back stage to go to my girlfriend dressing room. But on my way I was stopped by someone to at wanted an autograph, I of course gave this nice person an autograph. After the person go my autograph I soon started moving closer to the back stage.

Y/n pov

After my preference I go back to my dressing room to change my clothes to what I was wearing before putting on this sparkly dress. I quickly got to my dressing room, and started to change my clothes. After a few minutes I am in the outfit that I was wearing before the concert and preparing for my concert performance. Soon outside the dressing room door I could hear my bodyguard talking to someone. The voice I heard that wasn’t my bodyguard is Austin voice. Soon I opened the door and saw both my boyfriend and my bodyguard, I let Austin come in and close the door after.

We shared a kiss after the door was closed. As we both pulled away Austin started complaining my hole performance. I was happy to hear that he enjoyed it.

“I love You Austin.” I told him as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

“I love you too y/n.” He told me.

Meeting Austin Butler and starting this relationship with him is one of the best things that have happened in my life. I love him and he loves me. I am so excited to see what the future has in store for us.

“You were amazing on stage tonight. I loves your preforming.” Austin told me. I felt myself blush and smile.

“thanks so for loving it. I really enjoyed it and I am so happy you were here to see it.” I told Austin.

“Want to go and have a bit to eat just the two of us?” Austin asked me. And I knew quickly the answer.

“Yes I would like that Austin. I enjoy spending time with you. And I love having time alone with you as well.” I told him, while picking up my purse and taking Austin in his hand. We hold hands while leaving the concert venue.

When we got to the parking lot we let go of each other hand, and we had to get in separate cars. We decided where we’re going and got in our own cars to drive away.

After 15 minutes of driving and I have parked my car I head inside to this dinner we’re eating at. Austin came soon as I was getting out of my car.

Before walking in we shared a kiss outside of the dinner. I just love this man so much. After kissing we soon pulled apart and I take his right hand in my hand that is on his right. We walked hand in hand towards the door into the dinner.

When he are inside and have ordered the food we just have different conversation together.

After a nice meal and we got the check, we ended up splitting it. Because I wanted to pay for my own food. As we go outside again to get closer to each of our car I pulled Austin close to my lips, and we share a passionate kiss.

Thanks for reading. I tried my best. And I hope this is want you wanted anno. And I hope everyone enjoyed it. And as always my request are open. And please check out the request rules before requesting. But I expect all requests. And my inbox is open. And ask me anything if you want to know more about me and my opinion on things. Take care.

🩷😃👍🏻🌸🖤

Grace

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[visualtaehyun]

Hey, I just wanna know from where did you start learning thai? Also, what advice do you give to those who wanna start learning it

Hiya anon ✨

I'm not sure how much help I can be, considering I'm not doing a course or following an app or anything people usually do for language learning 🥴 I've been learning mostly by immersion tbh - I've been almost exclusively watching Thai series for over a year now, plus interviews, variety shows, youtube content, songs, so many songs lol, tweets, etc.

My personal learning approach is pretty loose and chaotic lmao but here goes:

1) The biggest hurdle for me was the script. Apart from already having started to notice recurring words being said in the Thai BLs I was watching at the time, I also wanted to be able to read people's tweets! In the end, it was a combination of 1) an app I happened to find (Pocket Thai Master for Android, it's free on the Play store!) and 2) the Wikipedia article on the Thai script that both helped me to understand and start reading and writing. Coming from a non-tonal mother tongue, learning the script early on really helps to understand the tones in Thai so it's something I would for sure recommend!

2) I started keeping a lil vocabulary notebook (you know those two-column ones?) shortly before my Bangkok vacation earlier this year. It not only helped with new vocabulary but also kept me practicing writing! Anytime I encounter a new word, I look it up on either or all of the following online dictionaries: thai-language.com, thai2english, Longdo Dictionary (which I literally just now realized can be set to English in the upper right corner, I've just been using it in Thai ever since I found it djsjdh), Wiktionary in Thai, or if all else fails I google it and might find an old forum entry or maybe an article if it's a slang word or idiom. I recall having dinner in a Bonchon in Bangkok and brokenly asking the waitress for chopsticks so, while waiting, I looked up and took down the word's spelling and pronunciation and when she came back and saw me copying all the info into my little notebook liKE A NERD she laughed and complimented me for the effort haha

3) If I hear a Thai word I'm unfamiliar with that I can't look up because I don't know the spelling, there's a few approaches. If I have context for its meaning, for example subtitles, then I look up the translation instead and hope I find it. If I don't, then there's the option of using thai-language.com's Reverse Phonemic Transcription function (this site in general is my holy grail tbh, it's why I mostly stick to its romanization style for any of my #local woman harps on about linguistics posts). Another option is using the papago app's speech-to-text function. Yes, you read that right. A Korean translation app, that I previously used when I was learning Korean and thus still had on my phone, proved to be useful for me to make sense of the spelling or pronunciation of Thai words. At the beginning, I only used it to read me homonyms out loud so I could parse the difference in tones lol but then I realized it wasn't half bad at rendering an accurate transcription! Sometimes I use that feature to check my own pronunciation or remind myself of the spelling of a word.

4) I always like to recommend @lurkingteapot's comprehensive Thai language learning resources post (it's far more coherent than my post here lol). And shoutout to @recentadultburnout for posting about Thai language and culture as a native speaker (both on tumblr and on ao3)! 🙏

5) This might be minor or self-evident but ya know- install the Thai keyboard for your devices! You're gonna need it sooner or later anyway if you wanna actually use the language. And if you're a keycap and keyboard nerd like me and happen to fall in love with a keyboard in a Siam Discovery store ehem then I do recommend getting a Thai layout keyboard (or keyboard stickers!) because that has proven to help me a lot in terms of ease of learning on desktop and familiarizing myself with letters I don't often encounter. Throwback to that one time I was on the train, revising consonants and their tone classes, and indignantly texted a very confused yet amused family member a photo of my hand-written copy of the Thai consonant table, asking how I'm ever supposed to differentiate between ฎ and ฏ!! Even now, I have to lean in and squint like an old lady to see the difference on desktop. 😭

I hope at least some of this proves to be helpful in your quest to learn Thai! In any case, you're not alone on tumblr or in our little BL/GL/QL fandom bubble - I know of several users who are learning Thai, like @airenyah and @philologique and the aforementioned @lurkingteapot, just to name a few I personally follow and who I'm sure all have their own advice to give if you shoot them an ask~

สู้ ๆ นะ :) /suu suu na/

#inquiring minds.txt #local woman harps on about linguistics #thai

[itsanidiom]

SHIPPER TAG GAME

LET'S GOOOOO~ tagged by @negrowhat

1. What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care anymore?

Glorestor or Glorfindel / Erestor of Middle Earth Fanon Fame. Not that I don't CARE about it anymore, mind you. There's just not enough new content (for obvious reasons god it's old and there's like one conversation of original source material). I don't think about them as much anymore. Like I used to be reading fanfic EVERY NIGHT and we're talking like novel length fanfics (as you can imagine people in the LOTR fandom write lol). Anyway here's some super old fan art... (>u<)

2. Which ship would you consider your first one?

Oh god...something Dynasty Warriors related for sure...

Probably like Sun Ce / Zhao Yu or Gan Ning / Lu Xun. (GO WU! lol) I feel like there were other couples I'm totally forgetting right now...but yeah god I love Dynasty Warriors...

Also...daaamn Gan Ning looks good there I should go buy the latest game. (>w<)

3. Your first fanfic belonged to which couple?

Like the first one I wrote or read?? I went into my oldest of old "old writing" folders and found this list of docs that I haven't been touched in over ten years. SO I'm gonna saaaay it was a Dynasty Warriors fanfic...one of these pairings. (^ ^;)

Also kind of hilarious to see that I literally still organize my fanfic files in the same way for over half my fucking life ago...nice...

4. Do you remember the first couple you saw a fanart over?

I feel like it would have been something Inuyasha related. That or something Final Fantasy X. I do not remember, but it was probably some version of these scene.

5. Did you ever get into ship discourse?

Not that I can remember...do not need this in my life...lol but maybe I've reblogged some RPF like discourse? Like the "should or shouldn't you ship" type discussions. I'm on the side of "do whatever you want but don't send it to the famous people" [ex. like ATEEZ fanfic/fanart] or "if they are literally doing it as part of their promo go ahead, it's for fun/they literally requested it as part of their promo" [ex. BillyBabe]. (^ ^;)

6. Did you used to have any no-otp or have it currently?

It honestly always depends on the quality of the fanart or the fanfic because even a notp can turn into a OH!tp if it's good enough. [Exhibit a: my Phaya/Tharn/Chalothorn fanfic]

7. Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

Weirdly the one new Chalothon/Singh fic from The Sign. But I really need AO3 to fix the spelling of his name in the tag...

8. Currently, do you have any OTPs?

PhayaTharn are the current obsession~

Look at them...adorable...

9. Is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

Still wish John Wick / Santino fucked...also like James Bond / Q and The Protagonist / Neil and Arthur / Eames...bromance is SUCH a waste but considering the genres of these movies it is never gonna happen...I have to wait for the Thai BL versions lol (^ ^;)

10. Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

OH I haven't been traumatized by watched it yet, but Dead Friends Forever has made me get onboard with Macau/Chay of KinnPorsche fame because OMG LOOK AT THESE CUTIES!!!!

11. Do you have any ship that, in the past, was considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

GOD I remember there was a LOT of Sesshomaru x Inuyasha yaoi when I was a kid LMFAO like...straight up cancelled...I dunno if it was normal back then but no yaoi was normal back then so like it sadly all got lumped together or something...then again looking at some of the comics that are coming out these days...

12. What was your favorite crack ship?

All the McFassy ships from back in the day like OMG REMEMBER JUNGKOV?? STELIOS AND LETO??? ARCHIE AND ROBBIE? SO MANY CROSSOVERS!!

LOL Sorry that just brought me back LOL

13. Who is the couple you read more fanfics of?

Ahhhh I don't know...I usually either write a lot or read a lot...I literally have a fic rec list for Glorestor lol and then when I look in my AO3 bookmarks the top ship is Hannigram sooooo let's say Hannigram even though I haven't read one for a while.

14. What most of your ships usually have in common?

toll and smol...i like me a toll and a smoll...lol or big and small...i dunno something something contrast something something just crush him and/or be uncharacteristically gentle or somehow incapacitate the larger man with your wiles...that is all...

15. What do you absolutely hate in a ship?

Miscommunication < seconding @negrowhat's response. Cannot stand it. Such a boring trope. Very annoying for me (the audience).

#ALL THE SHIPS #my ships #felt like a weird a journey into my past #lol #tag meme #get to know me

[emily12345678910]

Tighnari x Reader/Traveler

Tighnari hits you during a fight

Part 1

Note:hoped I spelled her name right

Characters in it:Diluc,Kenya,Klee

Warnings:angst,fighting (let me know if I missed anything)

word count:558

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You and Tighnari never really fought the few times you did it was stupid things one of them was hard on you a bit was him going somewhere and he got hurt badly but thay wasn't really bad this fight though was bad. You two were arguing he wanted to go somewhere but he was kind of wanted in that place he yelled at you and you yelled back people heard the fight and came and asked a lot if you two were fine you both yelled "YES" they stopped checking in after a bit you calmed down all you wanted was to stop him from going but he was still mad you walked to him to grab his hand but he slapped you saying "I don't need you y/n I am fine on my own I don't need your protection!" you stood there and had a hand over your cheek holding back tears Tighnari never hurt you at all the onky thing he did was pinch you but that was only when you got hurt Tighnari backed up when he realized he went to grab your hand but you pushed him away and the tears cane folding down you yelled at him saying "don't touch me!" He said "no no wait I'm sorry I shouldn't have-" you backed back and looked at him and remember what your friend said that you can go over to theirs for how long you wanted you than took a bag and packed up he kept trying to stop you and kept saying he was sorry and he ended up crying you said "I'm going to my friends and you walked out and he followed you everyone was now looking at you he kept saying he was sorry he grabbed your hand and made you stop you looked down he said "my love please listen" you slapped his hand away and walked but bumped into someone you fell and saw key and Klee you sniffed and got up Tighnari said "please love I won't do it again" you looked at Tighnari and said "it will be for a few days.." Klee said "what happened?" You shook you head and smiled saying "nothing happened I just need to go somewhere for a few days" she said "oh- we were here to talk to you and Tighnari how long?" You looked at kaeya and sighed and said "what is it klee?" She said "well I was wondering how you can Tighnari met and fell in love I mean a forest ranger and a traveler? It is bound to have some stories don't you think? Mr kaeya thinks it will so does Master Diluc you looked at Tighnari and back and Klee and sat down in front of her and said "how long can you wait?" She said "a week if that is okay with you and Tighnari you Two look busy" you nodded she said "what is that on your cheek? It is red- like you were hit" kaeya than looked at Tighnari you covered your cheek and said "a vine slapped me on accident that is all" Tighnari said "y/n can we talk when you get back at least?" You nodded and got up and said to kaeya and klee and Tighnari that you will see them in a few days

#angst #genshin impact #tighnari #tighnari x reader #genshin klee #genshin kaeya