#i was trying to say 'banana fish blog'

[deathbecomesthem]

Ready, Steady, Go

MINORS DNI - STRICTLY 18+

*This is a reupload from my old blog. If you think it looks familiar, it's because it probably is.

Part 2 of Three's Company

wc: 2.8K

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader Everyone is about age 30 in this one, think mid to late 90s. This chapter is Steve Harrington x Reader smut.

A/N: This is a Steddie x Reader story, but this chapter is the first time that Steve and the reader are intimate with one another, one on one, without their mutual lover Eddie.

Contains: Poly relationship dynamics, smut (oral and vaginal), and lots of feelings. It's so soft guys.Keep reading

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Steve and Eddie have maneuvered through their relationship quietly. They’re still long time roommates to many of the people in their lives. They don’t hide themselves away, but they don’t invite many people in either. It’s not just for their personal safety, but their emotional well being is a priority. Sometimes, it’s too much to bear to think about losing a dear friend or family member for just being who they are.

What no one had really considered before opening the relationship to add you in was the fact that you made it possible for them to go places together that otherwise might be viewed with suspicion. There was no point in focusing on the injustice of that, bitterness can turn a good thing sour. No one wants that. The three of you are finding ways to fit your lives together, and so far it’s been shockingly natural. With love at the center, the rest seems to just fall into place.

So, why are you so nervous right now? A weekend alone with Steve isn’t something out of the ordinary - but this is the first time the two of you will be alone since you’ve been intimate. Eddie has always been there until now. What if there’s nothing without your shared love to hold onto? It’s a niggling fear that flits to the forefront of your thoughts when you least expect it. What if this is the way the end begins. 

You’re sitting in the chair in the corner of Eddie’s bedroom watching him pack his bag. He’s leaving in a half an hour, Eddie’s never been good at planning ahead. Unsaid concerns have turned into a lump in your throat. You can only sit and watch him move from the closet to the bed, snapping his fingers together when he remembers an item or two that he almost forgot to pack. And then he breaks the silence.

“What do you and Stevie have planned this weekend? I’ll miss you two so much.” Eddie’s tucking a fourth pair of black jeans into the corner of the suitcase, far too many for the three days he’ll be gone. He’s likely to forget to pack any socks, but have enough pants to last a month.

“Oh,” you pull your legs up to rest your feet on the edge of the chair. You’re pulling yourself in, making yourself small, “I don’t know. We haven’t talked about it. I might just spend some time by myself.”

Eddie slows his movements and sighs a little to himself before saying, “I thought it might be nice if you two spent some time alone together.” Eddie moves toward you, and drops down to his knees in front of you. He lays his head in your lap, “I know you both, and I love you both. I see it, ya know? There can be more between the two of you, if you let it happen.”

You don’t respond, but you let the words roll around in your head while you run your fingers through his hair. Yes, he’ll only be gone for a couple of days, a short weekend trip to visit Wayne and go fishing, but you ache at the thought of his absence. He is your heart. For him, you will try. And for yourself, too.

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Steve comes home an hour after Eddie’s already gone. You make a point to be sitting in the kitchen with a pot of oolong when he walks through the door. A loaf of banana bread is cooling on a wire rack on the counter, a treat you know he can’t resist. 

“Hey,” Steve’s smile is wide when he catches sight of you. He kicks his shoes off by the door and heads over to kiss your head in his usual greeting. “Oh, ho ho, is that what I think it is?” 

“Mmm, yes it is. Fresh out of the oven. Look at what a good little homemaker I am.” You flutter your eyes at him and smile. “Let’s have some and spoil our dinner. I made tea.”

Steve immediately gets to work pulling out small plates from the overhead cupboard, and setting the butter dish on the kitchen table. You see him breathe in the smell of the bread deeply when he cuts the first slice, it’s still warm enough that steam rises from the loaf when the knife cuts through it.

You love seeing him like this. Steve finds the joy in these little things, and even before the dynamic shifted between the two of you, offering Steve little treats was always one of your favorite things. 

“I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I’m not complaining.” He sits down and melts into the chair. His glasses fog when he takes his first sip of tea. You’re studying him, watching the way he tastes the bread and drinks his tea. You watch the muscles in his jaw. You watch him suck the crumbs off his thumb. He really is very pretty.

You ignore the fear inside you, and do what feels natural. You sneak your foot over to his, and rub the arch of his foot with your big toe. He grins at you through the still foggy lenses. His other foot rubs the side of yours. This game of footsie while you eat banana bread at 5:30 on a Friday evening feels more intimate than when you swallow each other's moans under the covers of Eddie’s bed.

“What do you want to do tonight, Steve?” You pinch the top of his foot with your toes in conjunction with the question. Playful and light to hide the anxiety. Because you don’t have plans with Steve tonight, and you don’t have the kind of comfortable relationship that you and Eddie share where time together is a natural thing that just happens.

“Tonight? Oh, I don’t know,” there’s genuine surprise in his voice, as if the idea that the night might come never occurred to him. “What about you, Honey? Think you might want some company?”

Honey. The name is warm and sticky, it sends a tingle down your spine. It’s better suited for the man sitting across from you, with his gold flecked irises and the amber highlights threading through his graying hair. Never mind his sticky sweet nature.

“That would be just the thing, Stevie. I’m already lonely with our sweet muppet gone. We can keep each other company, hm?” 

Steve sits up straight, lighting striking him, “Oh! I know what we can do.” He jumps out of his chair and strides over to the drawer next to the dishwasher. He fiddles around in it, and pulls out a paper menu. It’s the place around the corner that Eddie hates. You tried to make him love the unique dish that reminds you of home, but he turned his nose up at it. The same man that eats Vienna sausages and Velvetta won’t even try a plate of the surprisingly complex dish that is Cincinnati chili.

“You just scored big points, Stevie. Throw in a couple of cannoli from Angelo’s, and I’m yours forever.” 

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With full bellies, it was natural the way you fit into his side while the blue glow of the television screen played your favorite John Hughes film. Steve’s hand runs up and down your arm, but his eyes stay on the screen - he loves these kinds of movies, and it’s rare when he can enjoy them without the moaning of your shared boyfriend. For you and Steve, this is an experience neither of you realized you were missing. It’s warm and lovely to be with him like this. Quiet and secure. Held. And you want him more than you thought was possible. You want his hands on you. 

You’ve been in the dark with Steve and Eddie. You’ve shared the heights of pleasure with them both. But you and Steve have yet to cross the line into lovers. You’ve mapped Steve’s beautiful body with your eyes, your mouths have met in passionate kisses while Steve’s cock is inside of your boyfriend. You wonder, will he have you?

This is when you decide it’s worth the risk of rejection to see if he also wants to see where the night could take you. You turn your head and look up at his face. You can see the moles scattered across his skin under that blue light, and you speak.

“Stevie,” your voice is a whine, betraying the sudden need that’s building in your gut, “you look so pretty right now.”

The blue light of the television screen across the room flashes in the lenses of his glasses when he whips his head to face you. You can’t see his eyes, they’re obscured by the glare. Steve leaves nothing to the imagination, he doesn’t make you wonder. He takes off the acrylic frames and searches your eyes. Satisfied with what he sees, he smiles as he cups your face and leans down to kiss you.

Slow. The eagerness is there, it would be a disappointment if it was missing, but it’s slow. He’s tasting you, savoring the flavor of your lips - red wine, salty popcorn, and mint lip gloss. You think you could stay like this, open mouths searching one another, teeth scraping soft lips, forever and never tire of it. A wide palm instinctively finds the bare skin at the small of your back, a thumb strokes your spine.

“Steve,” the word released into the air between your mouths makes him dizzy. “Stevie, please.”

Steve breaks the kiss to rest his head on your forehead. The air between you is heavy and humid. Your eyes, blurry from the closeness of your faces, bore into his. Any question either  of you may have had about whether there is something between the two of you without the affection of your shared lover evaporates into the air with your shared breaths. 

“I want to see you, Honey. You’re so pretty.” Steve closes his eyes when he tells you this. And you think, how could I deny a request like that from this man. 

His eyes remain closed as you stand. You take your hand in his, and pull him to his feet. Neither of you realizes the film is still playing on the screen in the living room as you lead him down to the room at the end of the hallway. Your room. 

Steve stands and watches you while you undress. He’s seen you this way before, many times. He’s never failed to see the beauty in your form, but it’s different right now. Quiet. He can watch the way your hands move. He can see the muscles flex in your shoulder as you reach behind your back to unhook your bra. He can see each soft curve of your skin and admire them. 

Eddie isn’t a distraction. Eddie is a force of nature. Eddie is the sun. It’s easy to be blinded by him. His absence tonight allows the light to stay low, it allows movements to slow. It allows you and Steve the space to look at each other and spend the time. Your only regret is that Eddie can’t be a fly on the wall to see these quiet moments between the two loves of his life. 

You don’t feel insecure as you kick off the small piece of fabric from your ankle, letting your black panties hit the shin of Steve’s jeans. You feel powerful. He’s eating you up with his eyes. You can practically see smoke leave his nostrils when he huffs through them, lips tight. His jaw is clamped, while you crawl onto the bed, allowing him a full view of your slowly swaying ass.

“Jesus Christ. You’re gonna kill me.” Steve is still standing at the end of the bed as you present yourself, laying on your back, legs spread. Your hand roams your chest and stomach, dipping to the soft pubic hair - touching the places where you wish his hands would search.

“Stevie. Are you just gonna stand there?” Your words are soft. A hand grasps one of your breasts, squeezing it. Desperate to feel something. The open air between the two of you is too much. Steve doesn’t bother with his own clothes, his fingers are aching. They’re empty, and are desperate to feel your soft skin.

Slow. Deliberate. A steady hand travels down the valley of your chest, long fingers brushing gently across your skin. Gooseflesh erupts along their path. You’ve been holding your breath in anticipation of his touch. His attention. He’s focused on only you tonight for the first time, and you are full.

“Your skin is so soft.” Steve’s voice breaks the silence, and you release the air from your lungs. “Look at you.”

You can’t look at yourself, so you look at him. The moonlight sneaks through the blinds, reaching out for him. Bathed in moonlight, you see everything. You see him. You smell him. You feel him. Even now with his lust clouded mind, his hands are steady and searching. 

Featherlight touches travel past your navel. Your breathing hitches when he gently strokes against your already swollen clit. He continues to the silky smooth lips below, and runs up and down. He delights in every one of your hitching breaths, a crooked smile spreads across his lips.

“You’re wet, Honey, and I’m so thirsty. Can I have a drink?” 

You open your mouth to respond, but you have no words. He doesn’t wait for them, he dips his head down. He smells you. He’s smelled you before against Eddie’s skin, but from the source it’s intoxicating. He opens his mouth and keeps his eyes on you while he takes his first taste.

Steve hasn’t tasted a woman in years. He hasn’t missed it, not really. Right now, though, he cannot believe how sweet you taste. How soft your thighs feel. He can’t get over the way the fine hairs on your skin stand up with every little touch he offers. His fingers sink into the flesh of your ass as his tongue moves. You’re so slick. He can feel the way your little button grows under his tongue. His cock aches to feel you around him. 

Not yet, Steve, he reminds himself. He can feel you shuddering under him. He can see your eyes flutter. He needs you to come. You’re close. He closes his lips against your clit, and sucks gently while running his tongue against you with a persistent pressure.

Gone. You’re gone. You can feel fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass, keeping you from floating off the bed and into the air. You can imagine yourself drifting off through the vastness of space fueled by the ecstasy you feel. Your body trembles. You cry out for him, you cry out for your Stevie. Your sweet boy. 

Your cries of his name undo him. His lips are still attached to you, still letting you ride out your orgasm while one of his hands unzips his pants. His cock aches. The immediate need, releasing the painful constriction of his jeans, isn’t enough. He needs to be inside of you. Your eyes finally meet his again. 

“Please, Steve. Please. I need you inside me.” Your begging is met with a groan against your cunt. His lips let go, and you see how red they are. Swollen from their work. You rock against nothing at the sight. The slow and steady movements are gone now. Steve throws his shirt - pants - socks - boxers - to the side with speed. He’s laid bare in front of you, a marble statue brought to life. 

Your legs open to receive him, and he slots between them. Steve fills you up with the first thrust, and you’re seeing stars. You’re vaguely aware of the sound leaving your throat, something between a moan and a cry. Steve’s hand is in yours, a thumb runs against a finger in a soothing way. You both sink into each other. You both feel everything.

“You’re so soft.” Steve’s soft whisper against your neck vibrates against your skin. “So soft. You feel so good.” 

Soft words are contrasted by rough thrusts of hips desperate to push your bodies to connect as deeply as possible. Mmm, so good. So fucking good, Stevie. Steve is gone. He can’t be reached now. He’s lost in the soft flesh of your body under him. He’s used to the sharp angles of Eddie. His mind is gone, his body is moving on its own. He can feel how close he is already, lost in your warmth. 

It’s not a lightning crash. Not an earthquake. It’s soft, like every other moment between the two of you. Steve’s face in your neck, his hand gripping yours. He comes undone with your scent in his nose, and your taste on his lips. His hips slow, and you pull him tighter. You hold him close to your sweat slicked chest. You let him rest there, on your pillowy skin, bodies still joined. 

That’s how you stay that night. Holding one another, leaving the mess you both made for the daylight hours. When you wake in the morning, you find that Steve’s hand is still holding yours.

#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #eddie munson x steve harrington #steddie x reader #steddie x reader smut #steddie x you #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader

[pudding-parade]

I guess we can consider this something of a mini world overview, which is something I want to get back into doing one of these days.

This is Qornenthus, an alien world by @risastorm. So far as I can tell, it's only available on their Exchange account, not on their Tumblr blog, for whatever reason. It's a world that I've had on my radar for a long time, wanting to create an alien society on it. So, I've decided to have a stab at it, to create a homeworld for these guys, whom I'm considering to be sort of mostly-post-technology. Not in a disastrous/apocalyptic way but rather as a society that mutually agreed to screw it all and "return to monke" -- Or in their case, "return to archosaur-ish" -- while still retaining some technology and such.

Anyway, I haven't really done any kind of "technical" building in Sims games since my early, pre-sharing-on-the-internet days of playing TS2 back in the mid-aughts, mostly because I generally don't enjoy playing the resulting kind of lots. They tend to be more complex and multi-level than I like to play. But for some reason, I've been itching to do some more "technical" building, and want to build something here. It will involve large lots spanning peaks, valleys, and bodies of water, with some elevated architecture, maybe some treehouses, so it's going to involve some terraforming, both temporary and permanent, if I can get it to work like I want at all. So before I tear things up, I thought I'd try out some lighting mods and take some "before" pics, with no Reshade or any image editing.

The lighting I landed on is Brntwaffles's Dystopian lighting, which is what's shown in the pictures on this post, though I edited the mod to make the moon unnecessarily enormous. It has the "feel" I want for these aliens and, as a bonus, it makes the water look suitably swampy, though I'll be adding fog emitters and more plants to make it more so. Then I'll need a suitable rainy/stormy alien Tempest preset. Oh! I should also mention that I have defaults for the game's "fantasy" trees, to make them a bit less fantasy-looking. For some reason, it lops off the heads of the mushroom trees; I can't remember if that's what it's supposed to do. LOL

Anyway, here are some more pictures because I took a lot of them at various times of day and in various conditions…

I'm calling this an "overview," but really there's not a lot to say about the world. It's extremely cool-looking, if you like alien-swamp sorts of environments, as you can see in the pics. But, it has no roads, no lots, and no flat building areas at all, anywhere, so if you want to use it, you have to place lots in Edit Town. Lots will place just about anywhere and, as far I saw, sims can route pretty much everywhere, too. Once you get lots placed, you'll need to do some more technical building for yourself because downloaded pre-built lots aren't going to fly here.

The world does have lots of spawners, especially insect and rock ones, except that it has no fish spawners at all, which is kind of funny given the amount of water. It doesn't have spawners from Island Paradise or Into the Future, either, but everything else is there. I'm not really sure what EPs it's going to need, and anything it's going to need is going to be vegetation-related because there's literally nothing else here. I do know that those bamboo trees come with World Adventures, and I'm pretty sure the rainbow eucalyptus trees come with Pets and the banana trees and alocasia come with Island Paradise. So there's that.

And that's about all there is to say, really. The rest, as they say, is silence pictures.

Oh! The one and only thing that I'm not fond of in the world is that it has a lot of rainbow spawners. And by "a lot" I mean a riotously excessive amount.

That's not even all of them. Thankfully, they aren't there all the time.

So yeah! Cool world. I'm looking forward to doing some work on it. If I'm at all successful at doing what I want to do with it, I will, of course, share pics.

#sims 3 #world overview #world overview wednesday #except on a friday #sims 3 scenery #sims 3 pictures

[feeshies]

10 Facts About Me

Rules: Share 10 facts about yourself and tag 10 other blogs! I want to get to know my mutuals, and the people I follow a little bit :) The facts can be about anything!

Tagged by @cullenvhenan thank you!

Tagging: @hamingo @insomniac-pens @chordsykat @claudia-nomusaabara @nekrotikon @buchimgay (but no pressure!)

I kissed a sea cucumber once

My hair used to go past my waist and that was the only thing people remembered about me for a while

I've gone by the nickname "Fish" since I was six. I often make up a bullshit explanation when asked about that, but the true origin is that I really like fish.

I was a tapeworm for Halloween when I was 10 (I really liked tapeworms too).

I ate a live octopus on the beach while my grandmother watched on in disapproval.

I like to go running in jeans

I hate bananas. Always have. As a kid I would lie and say that I was allergic because no one took my aversion to them seriously and they'd try to trick me to eat them.

Somewhere, there's a CD of 11 year old me singing Dani California by the Red Hot Chili Peppers and I don't know where it is and sometimes that stresses me out.

When I was a kid, I would sit in one of the trees outside the house and eat a whole lemon every day after school.

I'm an anthropology major and I don't know if I'm allowed to say I was in STEM. I did a lot of biology, chemistry, and math to get that degree but some people get weird if you call it a science. I don't know.

[sawyerquinnbrown]

Spotlight on Captain Cobalt vs. the Sinister Scientist

Here's the cover for one of my published plays, Captain Cobalt vs the Sinister Scientist, which is available for purchase at Next Stage Press!

A vaudeville-style comedy straight out of Saturday morning cartoons. This play has 18 characters and is intended to be performed by only 2 women. Captain Cobalt is an up-and-coming superhero trying to balance her heroic deeds with her secret identity, Cyanna Conda, the lowly pet store clerk. She battles everything from giant squid monsters to cheese-themed supervillains, encountering any number of bystanders (and a love interest) along the way. The final showdown, however, is with Captain Cobalt’s nemesis, the nefarious Dr. Killington, the mad scientist who insists that SHE is the hero of the story. Captain Cobalt et. al. encourage lots of audience interaction (cheering and booing especially) along the way. The set can be as stripped-down or elaborate as the production pleases, but the most important part…all the props are bananas. (Yes, actual literal bananas. The kind that pop when you throw them.)

I'd greatly appreciate a reblog to spread the word about my play, and it's available for purchase here, $5 for a digital copy and $10 for a physical copy that you can hold in your hands and put on your bookshelf and feel so cool that you know the playwright.

Click through the Read More for a sample of the script!

(Josh, an Obnoxious Little Kid, comes onstage, playing a handheld video game/banana.)

JOSH. What are you, some kind of a stupid superhero?

CAPTAIN. No, I am an intelligent superhero. Captain Cobalt! What is your name, young...child?

JOSH. Josh.

CAPTAIN. So...how old are you?

JOSH. Old enough to know you’re a stupidhead. My mom says--

CAPTAIN. Doesn’t your mother tell you not to be rude? Or not to talk to strangers?

JOSH. MY MOM SAYS that superheroes destroy too much stuff in the city.

CAPTAIN. Any damage that I might incur is caused in the name of justice and righting wrongs!

JOSH. There’s a kid at my school named Justice. 

CAPTAIN (thrown). Really?

JOSH. Yeah. (They stare at each other.) Are you...are you fightin’ an’ stuff for him?

CAPTAIN. I...yes. In a general sense. I’m fighting for everyone, so I suppose, while I fight for justice for all, I am also, yes, somewhat fighting for a small child named ‘Justice.’ Since he is part of ‘all,’ and thus, under my purview. (Josh is clearly confused.) Umbrella. Under my...yes, under my umbrella. The umbrella that encompasses all of this city, and eventually, all of the world. With my magnificent powers, I can defend all those who need defending!  The older gentleman selling newspapers on the street-corner! The women waiting in line at a bank! Janitorial staff! Socialites! Troglodytes! Optometrists! Soccer moms drinking smoothies in minivans! From the nonagenarians in retirement homes...all the way to the tiny children asking rude questions of superheroes in the street. (She gestures to Josh.) All are under my metaphorical umbrella...of justice! (She poses.)

JOSH. You took Justice’s umbrella?

CAPTAIN. No, I--

JOSH. I don’t think it’s very nice of you to take Justice’s umbrella.

CAPTAIN. It’s not a real umbrella.

JOSH. Did you break it?

CAPTAIN. What? How dare you --

JOSH. Did you break the umbrella. My mom says that it’s not nice to take other people’s things--

CAPTAIN. I don’t even know this ‘Justice’ person!

JOSH. You took his umbrella.

CAPTAIN. I didn’t.

JOSH. Yes, you did.

CAPTAIN. No! I didn’t!

JOSH. Yes, you did! (He blows a raspberry, turns to go, then turns back.) Oh, and also? You smell like dead fish. (Turns to go, turns back.) Oh, and also? You look like a dead fish. (Turns to go, turns back.) Oh, and also? (He pauses. Captain Cobalt waits expectantly. Finally) I forgot what I was going to say. (He finally leaves.)

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Read the rest of the first act for free on Next Stage Press!

Once again, I'd super appreciate a reblog, and even a follow of my writing blog if you're feeling generous and would like to see more comedic writing!

#writing #humor #funny #plays #scripts #superheroes #supervillains #comic books #bananas

[a-dragons-journal]

So Let’s Talk About Werewolf Magick

So I recently reblogged a post showcasing a book titled Werewolf Magick, by Denny Sargent. I was curious, so I looked up some samples of the book, and then I was intrigued because it looked both interesting and promising (a rare combination for me these days when it comes to witchcraft books; I haven’t actually bought a new witchcraft book in probably years), so I went ahead and stopped by Barnes & Noble’s to check it out.

Long story short, I ate through the entire thing basically in one sitting, and I am fascinated by this book and will most definitely be trying some things from it out and potentially incorporating it into my Craft and/or my spirituality. Wanted to jot my thoughts down, and since this is a journaling blog, here we go. Be aware ahead of time that this is not so much a book review for the benefit of other people as it is a personal journal post about my own thoughts on what’s relevant to me specifically, though it will probably be helpful to anyone wondering if they should look into the book as well.

Some things up front for anyone thinking about buying it:

No, the book is not about physical shapeshifting; that was the first thing I checked for, so I thought I’d get it out of the way.

I wouldn’t by default recommend this book for someone totally, completely new to magic; the author definitely comes at it from the perspective that you already know some basics about magic, and having that under your belt will help you understand it. That being said, if this is the only thing you’re really interested in, you should be able to start with this book, but be ready to have to figure out a couple things as you go along.

Be aware that this book does talk about using sex/masturbation and sexual fluids in magic - it’s not a big focus, and it’s not explicitly detailed or anything at any point, but it’s present, especially in later chapters. If you’re underage and/or uncomfortable with that, this may not be the book for you.

It is very focused on wolves and werewolves, obviously, but I don’t actually think it would be that hard to modify for other species if you so desire.

And now my own loosely organized thoughts, under the cut for the sake of everyone’s dashboard.

The Genetics Thing

Probably the weakest point of this book, and the thing that annoyed me the most, I do wish the author would quit bringing up the genetics thing. He mentions a few times toward the start of the book that “humans share 85% of our DNA with canids and other wolves,” sometimes stating that that “genetic connection” helps with shapeshifting, which, like... a) stop trying to justify your metaphysical stuff with science when the science absolutely does not justify it, you’re just weakening your own credibility, just own up to the fact that it’s purely metaphysical, and b) we also share 50-60% of our DNA with bananas and something like 95% (off the top of my head) with chimps, but I don’t see you suggesting that we should become werebananas or werechimps. At one point there’s also a ritual where one visualizes going back through evolutionary ancestry, ending up at wolves, and I had to stop reading for a second bc like... dude, you understand that we are not in fact directly descended from canids, right?

That aside, as annoying as it is, it’s a pretty minor thing and only comes up a few times. Easily enough ignored.

Wildness, Wyrd, and Way

There’s an entire chapter dedicated to the cosmology and underlying principles behind werewolf magick, and part of that is the idea of Wildness, Wyrd, and Way, the underlying principles of it. Wildness is essentially exactly what it says on the tin, base nature and connection to the earth; Wyrd is the interconnection between all things as “embodied in every ecosystem,” the idea that you are not separate from every other thing; and Way is essentially borrowed from Taoism, understood here as to be without sense of self and to act without “knowing”, as “Fish do not “know” when to spawn, birds do not “know” when to migrate, and wolves do not “know” how to behave in a pack. It is just part of the Way.”

This is... really interesting to me as a set of paradigms, because it’s something that really appeals to me and that feels Right to me. Every time I go on a walk in nature it reminds me how much I need what this book calls Wildness to breathe, I have always believed in the interconnections between things this book calls Wyrd (and even longed for it to be more concrete than it is in this world, as it is in Eywa), and the idea of Way as following instinct and nature appeals to me as well (it reminds me somewhat of the Ways portrayed in Golden Treasure: The Great Green, where each animal has a Way or Good Way that it follows for good or ill, describing its behavior). Wildness, Wyrd, and Way is one of the things I may actually adopt formally, because it’s basically already there under different words, but I like how that set of words encapsulates the concepts.

Wolves and Dragons

So the book is entirely focused on wolves/werewolves, presumably because the author is one - he mentions now and again that people have shapeshifted into other animals as in shamanism, but stays focused on werewolves specifically. That being said, I don’t feel like it will be that hard to transfer the book’s ideas into Dragon instead of Wolf - slightly different noises, which are already instinctive to me and shouldn’t require all that much experimentation, different visualizations, slight changes to the wording, but the principles of werewolf magic should hold regardless of species. (It will probably be somewhat easier for me on account of also being an apex predator with a lot of mythos associated with my species, especially since the social aspects of wolfness aren’t really focused on here (which is a little strange, but makes sense considering most werewolves will be practicing alone rather than with a pack), but I don’t think it would be that difficult for a prey animal or a small predator or what have you to tailor the basic ideas to themselves.)

Wings are... perhaps going to be an issue. Going to have to make sure we don’t do any intensive shapeshifting rituals near any steep drops I could potentially do something stupid over while in the thrall of an intense shapeshift until I know how the rituals in question affect me and whether that would be safe.

Shapeshifting

Speaking of the shapeshifting rituals, I am really intrigued to see how that’ll go for me. I’ve never really had mental shifts in the way most people who have them describe them; I sometimes slide a little more feral, but I never lose my humanity in the process at all. The shapeshifting in this book is a combination of mental shift, intense visualization, and likely phantom shift; I have never really experienced the former, am relatively good at the latter but usually only in short bursts, and experience the last all the time in great vividity. I will be interested to see what the rituals in this book can induce with a little practice. Regardless, I do think this book has the potential to be very useful for therians and otherkin in connecting to their nonhuman side more and learning how to integrate humanity and nonhumanity.

As a side note, I do also appreciate that he doesn’t use psychoactive substances in his shapeshifting salves and offers alternatives, as someone who isn’t comfortable using those myself.

The Werewolf Gods and Spirits

The book espouses four main gods and spirits, or maybe categories thereof (the author seems to be into the “gods have been called by many names and taken many forms but they’re still the same entity underneath” idea, which I have moved away from, but I get the idea that for general usage, you can kind of tailor these to your beliefs) - the Lord of the Forest (who can be seen as a wild god like Pan, Herne, or Cernunnos, or as his own being), the Moon Goddess (including Selene, Artemis, and Hekate), Gaia/the Earth Mother, and the Wolf Spirit.

For me, these make sense more as their own beings than they do as the potential names he offers for them, since those are their own entities, so I think I will work under that framework for the time being - the Lord of the Forest, the Moon, and the Earth each as embodiments of those concepts. And... the Wolf Spirit.

The Wolf Spirit is kind of explained in two different but related ways in this book. First, it’s explained as a general spirit of wildness, of primal nature, that just takes the form of a wolf - which should reasonably apply to any species of were, one would think. Second, however, it’s explained as the collective power and egregore of all wolves (past, present, and future) - which, I get the vibe that this is more important and that the Lord of the Forest already covers the first part, and this does not, presumably, apply to anyone other than werewolves. There should, however, logically exist such a spirit for any species (and, indeed, the author talks briefly about having interacted with a Bear Spirit as well while under the instruction of a group of shamans).

Herein lies my problem: is there a Dragon Spirit that can reach me here, given that there are no physical dragons in this world? If there is one native to this place, would it be markedly different given that the dragons that exist here are spirit-beings without physical form? If there is a Dragon Spirit of my own world, and my gut tells me it’s a reasonable possibility, would it even be able to hear or reach me here?

I suppose the only way to find out is going to be to reach out and see if something answers. We’ll see how that goes, I guess. I do suspect I’ll have more luck if I can do the Calling the Wolf Spirit ritual in the book out in a park somewhere, but I also suspect I may not get the chance super easily, so we’ll see.

Doubles and Fetches

Not something I personally am interested in doing, but fascinating in the context of nonhumanity: the author talks about evoking your Animalself as a Double, an astral entity, and then being able to invoke it and treat it as a separate being in order to work with it. The author uses this technique to create a Fetch that can then be ridden in astral travel and/or used to protect and do tasks for you, essentially creating a familiar from your own Animalself, but I could easily extrapolate out a similar technique for conversing with your own kintype and learning from it - past knowledge if relevant, present wisdom, subconscious desires. We so often frown on the idea of viewing your kintype as separate from yourself in any way, but I could see this being an extremely useful technique for some people, even if I’m not sure I want to explore it personally - I’d be interested to see any results other people get.

So yeah, that’s my initial thoughts on Werewolf Magick. I will likely keep this blog updated on my adventures with it going forward, given that that is the entire idea of the blog, but I do recommend checking out the book to anyone who’s interested in the idea.

#werewolf magick #otherkin #therian #rani talks #journaling #witchcraft

[cattynamie]

Information!!

(about this blog and me ofc)

So! This is the first time I'm actually going to write (or at least try to) on Tumblr. And I haven't really written on any other platform so this is going to be an first experience for me.

As the description says, I am Latino American and that means that English is not my first language. But!! I have it pretty dominated by now, so I can perfectly understand whatever anyone asks me and I'll do my best to deliver. (If I misspell on one of my future work's, I would much appreciate if anyone would correct me.)

Things I play/played/I'm interested in :

Twisted wonderland.

Gravity rush.

Honkai impact.

NANA.

Project Sekai.

Ib.

Mad father.

Needy streamer overload.

Little nightmares.

..... Bendy and the ink machine.

Project diva.

Vocaloid.

The last of us.

The walking dead (the game series).

Vis a vis.

Banana fish.

My rules and things I'll write and won't write!

I'll write :

NSFW (Have in mind I am NOT responsible for any minors that read my work, I have no other obligations than to mark my work as a place not safe for minors, however if you're a minor and decide to read it anyway, that's fully on you.)

SFW/FLUFF (I have no problem with this, absolutely anyone can read this freely.)

ANGST (I love making myself sad for stupid fake scenarios.)

Romantic AND Platonic relationships.

Things I WON'T write.

Incest. (Yeah... Not my thing.)

Vore. (I know this might be a little uncommon but yeah, I also don't see the appeal to it.)

Piss kink. (Ermmmmmmm......no thanks.)

P*dophilia.

Character x character.

Character x oc. (The character I'm going to write for is going to be strictly an "x reader").

Okay! That's basically it, now, when it comes to me, I will not answer personal questions, (Full name, country, city, phone number, etc...) However, casual questions are most likely allowed! (Nickname, first name, fav color, fav character, etc...)

THANK YOU FOR ANYONE THAT READ THIS I LOVE YOU XOXO BYEEEEEE!!!!!!

#Twisted wonderland #gravity rush #vocaloid #bendy and the ink machine #mad father #project sekai #about myself #introduction #that's all #that's all lol

[nightshadedawn]

Shade's Masterpost

About Me

Hello, hello, hello! Please call me Shade! I accept use of all pronouns, but I do have the most fun with fae/faer, they/them, and ve/vir. I identify as queer simply because I could apply too many labels to myself. The one that takes up the largest part of my identity is my asexuality, so that's the only one I'll name. (I prefer sir to ma'am if you're going to use one, or captain if we're trying to be gender neutral, which I also accept, as it makes me feel like a pirate, which I am)

I've been strongly in fandom since 2014, a little late to the game compared to some! Especially since I always seem to be getting into fandoms as they're dying out. 🤣 My main contributing factors to fandom are fanfiction and videos, and occasionally rants and shitposts, but I'm not terribly good at either of those. But I tend to hang onto all my fandoms, revisiting them occasionally just to check on how they're doing, so I can't fully say I've ever left one. Speaking of, let's list some of those out for you.

My Fandoms

Free!

Haikyuu!!

Yuri on Ice!!!

Ouran High School Host Club

Voltron: Legendary Defender

Banana Fish

Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia

Sk8: The Infinity

Buddy Daddies

Persona 5

Persona 4

Fire Emblem: 3 Houses

Spy x Family

Obey Me!

Percy Jackson

Studio Ghibli

Good Omens

Mythology (Greek/Roman, Norse, Egyptian, Native American, anything else I can get my hands on)

Fairy Tales (og Grimms, Hans Christian Anderson, etc... not Disney things)

Musicals (Phantom of the Opera, Hamilton, Dear Evan Hansen, a plethora of more, please ask if you'd like to know!)

Our Flag Means Death

New! House of the Dragon (listening to audiobook of Fire & Blood currently)

Is that it? I think that's it for now. I have only written... for about half of them. Read for many. Most of my fanfiction is composed of anime fandoms, not going to lie about that. But I am always up for being prompted! Speaking of, let's look into the prompts.

Writing Prompts

How it works: You can send in a prompt of your own making, or you can choose one from these lists.

300 Words

Fire Emblem 3 Houses Bingo

More lists will be made regularly, and I'm always looking for pompts, especially around the holidays.

Choose one of the fandoms I know, send me a prompt, and we'll get jiggy with it. You can get more detailed, too, adding in what ship you'd like it to be for (I ship many, many things, and have often been convinced to write for ships I don't particularly care for, so don't hold back), or an AU if that's your thing. (It's certainly mine, I like AUs) If you specifically want it in cannon, might specify that too.

As a side note here, I use my Non-Binary Glossary for when I write nonbinary characters. Feel free to use it, and read through it if you see any words you might not immediately realize what they mean when I'm writing them.

My Tumblr Projects

You can find my fanfiction here at NightshadeDawn, but as I've mentioned, fanfiction isn't all I do. Let's dive into some of the other things I do, hm?

Persona 6: Genesis

A fan concept for Persona 6. An entire blog dedicated to it, with posts going through the entire plot of the game, character art created, maps planned out, and various other little things. It's been sort of put on the back burner, but it's still fun to look at sometimes.

Obsidian Sea DLC

A similar concept to Genesis, but so far faring better in the fact the actual story of it is in the works of being written. It's a hypothetical DLC for Fire Emblem: Three Houses that introduces three brand new units as part of Jeralt's Mercenaries, and makes Jeralt playable to round out as their fourth. The main plot of the DLC sees Jeralt's Mercenaries, Byleth, and their students going to Brigid to uncover the reason why people keep coming back from the dead with white hair and crests, then proceeding to turn into Demonic Beasts.

Verdant Wind: The Musical Twin AU

A series of videos edited in such a way that comes across as a musical retelling the story of the Verdant Wind route of Fire Emblem: Three Houses. With the idea that there's various parts that are incorrect either due to being lost to history or because of... "artistic vision."

The Gemini

A Persona 5 fangame that adds a social link for Shiho Suzui, making her a romanceable character while exploring her trauma and how she's growing as a person. Technically playable, but incomplete in my vision.

Frequently Asked Questions

Technically, I have not had any of those yet. But I see this being updated every so often, so it's fine to leave this here.

In Conclusion...

Sifting through the reblogs, the anime stuff, the mild ramblings... be prepared for what you'll find if you continue down this blog. But you've made it thus far, and for that, I applaud you.

But now that you know all my deepest, darkest parts... is there anything else you'd like to know?

[sorrowful-personage-family]

Affection and lust.. What's the difference..?

꒷꒦꒷꒦𓆩 ♱ 𓆪꒷꒦꒷꒦

TRIGGER WARNING- MENTION OF SA

CHARACTERS- Laito, Ena

AUTHOR NOTE- Not a long fic (I hope) just a small scenario to hopefully boost this blog a bit (ngl it do be kinda a ghost town ere☠️) but I just wanted to go into Laito and Ena more cuz I like their dynamic tbh (tbh they really just are like Reiji and Chousoka but with more genuine teasing and insulting each other-) So I very much hope people enjoy this :) (I gotta get better at protraying Laito's character-)

@crimson-mayhem tagging u cuz CAN'T BELIEVE U FORCED THIS UPON ME 🙄 now u gonna face the consequences 😈 JKJKJK Nah you just inspired me to write this-

꒷꒦꒷꒦𓆩 ♱ 𓆪꒷꒦꒷꒦

Love is real, no matter how you seem to look at it love exists. It's like a unstoppable force of energy that hits you in the chest so painfully. At least... It hit Ena in the chest so much it hurt. Not a good hurt.

Love exists, love is more painful then pain itself. It brings unwanted emotion that makes you grow insane with lust, affection. Sometimes you have to step back to then remind yourself of the difference between lust and affection. They both go into the love category. But for some reason we are told they are two different things.

When trying to bring someone up into adulthood. Lust should not be the first thing introduced to them first. Affection and lust are different, if your introduced to the wrong thing your idea of love gets boggled with.

𓆩 ♱ 𓆪

The room was quiet. Nothing but the sound of Ena combing his hair, the sound of Ena sipping on Champaign. Maybe if you listened hard enough you could hear him drowning himself in his own sorrows, drinking himself dry.

The feeling of his hands caressing Ena's shoulders, up and down moving to his face. Hands so cold like no other as if these hands aren't there, they aren't there.

"Don't touch me..."

"But I'm not..? Fufu..~ What are you thinking about hmm..? I'm all the way over here I can't possibly touch you." Laito chuckled. Ena could have sworn he was alone but no, here he was sitting in Laito's bedroom. He was simply to busy wondering off into space to notice. "Maybe the champaign is making you go crazy, or.. Perhaps your thinking about something dirty..~? Ohhh I wonder what that could be." Laito teased.

"Tut... Don't be stupid, I just... Thought you were touching me, just go back to your stupid word game things or whatever it is that you find interesting.." Ena avoided the question, he could have sworn he was touching him.

"Hey hey don't ignore the subject..! Come on tell me, pleaseee..~ I won't tell anyone okay..? It's just me and you after all."

"Piss off.. I'm interested in making conversation." He sipped more from his glass, suddenly his cup was snatched right from his hands. "Haah..?! Hey give that back to me..!" Ena reached for his cup but Laito put his arm back.

"Ah-ah-ah~ Not until you tell me what you were thinking about. Come on I've grown bored sitting in silence." He smirked, something about bothering Ena breaking him till he fell to his knees. He liked watching him cry or burst out emotion. "Come on, tell me."

"Tch.." He sat back leaning back into the chair near the bed. "What do you think about love... Laito."

"..?" He looked at him, confused. He fell back his bed on his back looking up at the ceiling thinking about the question. "Love.. Non existent I'd say, 'I love you' why you can say that to just anyone and it might just get them to bed." Laito spoke. "Why do you ask..? Don't tell me you've started to 'fall' for me..!"

"Haah..? Don't be idiotic as if." Ena scoffed. The mere thought of loving Laito made him sick to his stomach. "I have no particular reason, my perception of love is similar though I believe it exists."

"And why's that..?"

"It just is.. I don't the energy to explain further." Ena looked down, at his pale ghost like hands. "My father.. He was gross and the object of my hatred. So he found things to love."

"Hmm..? I've heard stories of that man. I truly wonder what being raised by him must of been like. So what did he love..?"

"What do you think..? That brat of course, everyone likes that thing.. Everyone I can tell from looking at you with it that you like it to." He clutched his hands. "However it seemed it wasn't enough so he ravaged at other things as well.. He was a monster a demon even though he was human."

"Really now..? Just what else did he like to ravage on..? Do tell could that be what you were thinking about..?" Laito smiled, sadistically.

"Nn..." Ena grabbed onto the wine glass, finally being able to grab it from Laito's hand. Pouring more of the toxic liquid he oh so loved. "Anything and everything that moved.. Me to be exact, my mother. I heard even watched him attack and ravage her like a animal.. Yet..." He paused, the thought of his childhood memories circling back to those times made him feel dizzy. "His attention... His affection, he felt... It always went to the brat.. Always... It wasn't fair...—"

Crack. The glass in his hand broke splattering all over the floor, his hand bleeding mixing into the champaign liquid onto the floor. He breathed heavy, he hated that Laito could crack him open like a nut cracker. He hated his eyes, his sadistic smile, teeth and voice.

"Fufu..~ Seems I asked too many questions.." Laito laughed "I got what I wanted to hear though.. Me and you are alike in a sense aren't we..?"

"Don't be ridiculous... A human and a vampire alike..? You sound idiotic." Ena's hand grew numb, maybe it was just the alcohol in his system talking making his body feel numb. Could have also been the talk of his past as well.

"I suppose it does" He tilted his head looking off to the side, he had to admit it did sound a little stupid. "But that's not what I'm really getting at."

"Then get to the point..."

"You and I both know what it's like to love someone so much it hurts.. So much so that it just turns into burning hatred." Ena blinked in confusion. "You can feel them right..? You hear them whispering into your ears and you can't do anything but listen.. Me and you are alike because we grew up from lust and bad affection."

"..." He stayed quiet for a moment, then laughed for what felt like a long time. "Comparing yourself to a mere human..! A human from a clan whom killed most of your disgusting kind. Honestly you really are something Laito..! What a joke..!!" Laito continued smiling, Ena truly hated that.

Ena found himself in hysterics laughing himself senseless. At this point it was most likely the champaign. Laito reached for his bleeding hand. Not to care for it but to grab it. Ena smacked his hand away. "I don't your sympathy...!"

"Pfft... I wasn't sympathising with you, far from it actually. You're a sad human but I can't help but be interested in that sad person you are." Instead of his hand, Laito grabbed Ena's wrist pulling him to his bed, climbing on top of him. Their green eyes both aligned together.

"I'm not sad... I'm not angry... I don't care about Sumire or my father... None of them... No one..." His voice quiet. Ena's feet touching the glass and champaign on the ground cutting his feet a bit.

"You're right, you are a mere human, a human with human emotions.. Emotions you let run your life" His face closed in near his ear, his hand tightening Ena's wrist. "You're sad, an angry person.. Fufu..~ I know just from the way you are that you do love Sumire. No matter how hard you try you'll always love her."

"Haah..."

"It's funny.. Such a proud figure easily broken down if you pull at the right strings... Right memories, oh those painful painful memories.. Haah..." Laito opened his mouth, near Ena's neck. "You're weak.. So very weak.. You'll never admit it but me and you are alike even if it's only slightly.."

"...!!" Ena swung his left arm up, pushing Laito off of him he ran out of the bedroom. God why did he even go into that cage in the first place..? Maybe it was because he liked the smell of the room, not the room maybe it was Laito he enjoyed the smell of.

He slammed the door behind him. Leaving Laito alone once more in his bedroom. He smiled, he smiled once again. There honestly just was something about pushing that man to the breaking point that amused him. They were alike, even if only slightly. Laito wanted to see every ounce of emotion come out of him. Because it was funny a sick joke to him.

Raised on lust, no matter where they went. They felt hands crawling up their spins, the tiny whispers of no one in their ears. The feeling of being unclean, dirty and all.

Love is real. But it's painful, so mindlessly painful not even physical pain can compare. Ena and Laito knew that much.

꒷꒦꒷꒦𓆩 ♱ 𓆪꒷꒦꒷꒦

#diabolik oc #ena #ena kanashi #laito #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers oc fanfic #fanfiction #scenario #ena fic #(( irjghriojefe )) #(( writing bout these two my favourite thing to do ISTGGG )) #(( Honestly though there's more to the two of them then just this )) #(( But this is what I wanted to put out and I am deadass liking it tbh )) #(( Time for sleep though cuz it currently 2am atm- ))

[the-kneesbees]

☃️ read before following ☃️

howdy

welcome to my blog <3

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before you follow: 

I’m a minor. adults can interact just don't be creepy <3

I will answer ask games if you send them, but I almost never send them to other people so keep that in mind. 

same with tag games, I will do them but I don’t usually tag people, nothing personal

I’m really dry sometimes I promise I think you’re interesting I’m just bad at conversations <3

I try to use tone tags but sometimes I forget, lmk if you need clarification 

^with that in mind, take everything I say as platonic and genuine unless stated otherwise (I will still clarify if you need it though)

ask me to trigger tag anything if I forget

I try to tag all rb bait but I don't usually reblog that stuff anyway. I tag reblog if posts as "reblog game" incase you don't want to see that

I won't reblog your donation post unless I know you personally, sorry

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about me:

I love art in all forms! please feel free to send me anything you create, I love to see it!

my main fandoms atm

-bbc merlin (literally the best show ever go watch it if you haven't yet)

-the outsiders (unfortunately)

-good omens

-stranger things

-It (Stephen King)

-what we do in the shadows

-red white and royal blue

-bears in trees (band)

Things I also like but am not super active in:

- the umbrella academy (one of my favorite shows I just don't really post about it)

-sk8 the infinity

-banana fish

-dead poets society

-the owl house

-the sandman

-our flag means death

-the goldfinch

- a league of their own

-young royals

-Buffy the vampire slayer

-the end of the fucking world

-i am not okay with this

plus some more that I may have forgotten

feel free to start a conversation with me about any of these things I’ll love you forever <3

I play clarinet in the school band, if you wanna talk band stuff, I'd love to :)

also my spotify is linked below if you wanna talk music (ilysm if you do)

my two favorite musical artists are bears in trees and noahfinnce I love them so much

I draw a lot and also occasionally write but I dont often post any of it on here. if you’d like to see any of my work just ask and maybe I’ll share some!

I complain a lot and also love talking about myself btw

if you want to use my ask box to vent, rant, infodump, or just chat, always feel free <3 I don't often have good advice but I'll always be here to listen :)

if you are going to vent to me though, please just let me know. I'll never say no I just need a heads up

spotify

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that’s all, ily mwah <3

(mental health resources)

having a bad day?

#pinned post #about me #etc #housekeeping #i finally did it y'all should be proud #post posting

[shioisaway]

Hello!These are the rules i have for this account,and how to request.

They/he||18-19||And the names shio!

But i will have to ask ageless blogs and minors do not interact with any nsfw works(and preferably not at all)

Same goes with fem aligned with my male reader works.

Things i will write:

Male readers and along with either gender neutral or non-binary readers

I do write nsfw but please keep it minimal and i won’t write certain kinks that will be mentioned bellow.

I’m also a self proclaimed master of writing angst as it’s my favorite,i do write angst to comfort but i do love a good no comfort because i’m a sadist And masochist,

Yes of course i write fluff not the best at it but i try.

I ADORE writing platonic stuff and i think there should be more!!

I absolutely will write for all races i don’t mind at all but please if you can list some details and help me with some stuff because i’m not the best(i will also do my own research but i prefer learning from someone with their own experiences and knowledge of that culture)

Things i’m not okay with writing:

oh yeah sorry i don’t write for fem readers.

Yandere.I will not please don’t ask me, i personally am uncomfortable with this certain trope and all.

Non-consensual and rape.If you even ask you are getting blocked because i find it absolutely disgusting.I will only write consensual from both parties stuff

Some kinks i’m uncomfortable with so if you request something that i personally wouldn’t like writing unfortunately i’m not gonna write it.

Relationships with children!!Please no.Only platonic stuff if your request has a child in it.Also no incest.

Fandoms i write for:

Genshin impact: I write for everyone the children will only be platonic,and the minors won’t get nsfw.Unless your request says aged up to over 18.

Bnha:Same thing but also please consider i have not read the manga and i haven’t watched season five as i didn’t like it.

Haikyuu: Again anything except i will write nsfw only if the request suggests the character is aged up to an age over 18.

Death note: nothing to write here i write anything for everyone except near i won’t write for him.

Avatar (atla +tlok): Honestly we need more fics for this show especially male reader.Again i will write nsfw only if the request suggests the character is aged up to an age over 18.

Children of the whales: why do i even write this no one has watched this show—

Attack on titan: The same as most of the above!

Hunter x Hunter: For killua and gon will only be platonic.

Banana fish: i would love if most of the requests for this where platonic because yeah,

Jujutsu Kaisen: The same as most of the above and i really need to watch the movie because yeahh i’m behind in a lot—(plus i haven’t read the manga)

Neon genesis evangelion: not sure about this one that much but if you have a request i most likely will write it

The disastrous life of saiki k: Yep no nsfw for this one but i’m open to anything else.

Kuroko no basket: Omg someone who will write kuroko no basket male reader and won’t sexualize the mlm relationship!

Nana: Yes!!I do write for Nana as i adore that show!

Stranger things: noo nsfw for this one either folks y’all have enough.

That’s it folks again please minors do not interact with my nsfw works

And fem aligned please don’t interact with my male reader works

#x male reader #male reader #gn reader #x reader #x gn reader #stranger thing x reader #stranger things x male reader #angst #genshin impact x male reader #genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #haikyuu x male reader #poc!reader #poc!male reader #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan x male reader #aot x male reader #aot x reader #knb x reader #knb x male reader #saiki k x reader #saiki k x male reader #avatar x reader #atla x male reader

[kariachi]

Assuming Slowpoke’s tail makes up about a fifth of it’s body weight (which doesn’t seem a bad assumption given the images of Slowpoke we have) and that not all of the tail falls off, the harvested tail of a Slowpoke could be estimated to weigh about 10-12 lbs (4.5-5.4 kg).

The pokedex states these tails often fall off and can be easily found lying around, it also states that their tails grow back. Lizard tails seem to take about nine weeks to grow back, and since these tails just fall off and can be found laying around- while if they’re taken by predators they’re more likely to be, ya know, eaten- presumably this isn’t a matter tied to trauma but more to a natural cycle. Why, I don’t know, why do Veluza filet themselves to gain speed, pokemon are weird.  For our purposes we’re going to put in on level with molting- just a thing critters do when a part wears out. Maybe their tails get calloused and can’t do that ‘lure fish’ thing anymore so they toss them and start over. They’re not an active species and do everything extremely slowly, so their food requirements should be lower anyway. This supposedly happens ‘often’ so probably a few times a year.

So, let’s say they shed twice a year, which would mean they spend about a third of the year without a tail if we go with lizard numbers. While they do fish for their food using their tails, we also know that they’re omnivorous, that they will also actively hunt fish, and that they live in groups (thanks to Galarian Slowpoke, unsourced information from Bulbapedia likely determined from the ability to catch Slowpoke with a fishing rod yourself, and via the anime respectively). These combined their lower food requirements can probably account for them not starving over the several months they’re functionally tailless.

Now most of the weight of that tail probably isn’t meat, since it’s the end of the tail your mostly getting. Probably most is fat and bone. But that doesn’t make too big a difference in edibility- you can’t eat bone, but fat is free game and there is definitely meat there to play with. Say a third of it is probably meat, by weight, giving us 3.3-4 lbs (1.4-1.8 kg) of meat per tail. That means enough to feed 6-8 people if you’re cooking it for one meal where the meat’s the main focus. So, at least 14 meals per Slowpoke per year.

Which then leaves us with the question- can you farm these little bastards? Well, yeah presumably you can, can you farm them cost-effectively and humanely? Like, you could feed a family of 3 a weekly Slowpoke meal off 13 Slowpoke, but would the cost of care overwhelm the worth of the meat? Is this something where you have to get it in the wild to remain cost effective? The existence of them as an item you can purchase in Sword and Shield would imply that they’re collected en masse, but given it’s one of the most expensive ingredients available that may imply that they’re either farmed in low numbers or wild gathered. Or it may simply be in relation to the size of the items (the hard-boiled egg is large enough to have clearly come from a Chansey or Blissey, the cheese is a full wheel of soft cheese, the fruit bunch isn’t especially big but is clearly supposed to have been imported and have more variety than just the bananas shown). For a piece of prepared, bone-in meat that size the price may in fact be reasonable.

Hm... Okay, we poke at math. Typically, when I’m converting numbers from pokemon to the real world (though I try not to, I like math far less than this blog would attest) I normally put a decimal before the last two digits to convert to American, then adjust depending on how reasonable the number seems. That would place smoked Slowpoke tails at $22 a tail. Smoked goods seem to cost about a third again more than non-smoked, based on the meat I’m looking at, which would bring the market cost for a fresh Slowpoke tail down to $17. Which seems real fucking cheap for something considered a delicacy, but this is in a region where they’re eaten by children in trail curries so, maybe they’ve got a better set-up. Moving on. That brings the money raised per Slowpoke per year to $34. My earliest estimated cost of living for my shit put the average for a single adult at ~$23,000 a year. So to cover your cost of living (not business costs, just cost of living) you would need around 650 Slowpoke.

Seems like a bit much. More likely, assuming the pricing is accurate, Slowpoke are farmed as a supplemental critter. The equivalent of keeping a couple hives of bees and selling honey and wax while your main business is in fruit trees or something. And they would have to be farmed to some degree, you can’t get prices that low on what’s functionally a cross between game meat and foragables.

#pokemon headcanons

[radspeon]

I posted 2,756 times in 2022

That's 2,697 more posts than 2021!

83 posts created (3%)

2,673 posts reblogged (97%)

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I tagged 333 of my posts in 2022

#fvae - 15 posts

#ash lynx - 7 posts

#banana fish - 7 posts

#yasha's art - 6 posts

#pride flag - 5 posts

#unreality - 5 posts

#/j - 4 posts

#web1 era - 4 posts

#webcore - 3 posts

#mlp - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 129 characters

#basically what i'm saying is your online experience will be 100% better if you try not to interact with the entirety of the space

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hello Mario fandom. Take my transmasc headcanon.

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#4

text terminal poems hit different, i think.

32 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

#3

rc9gn doodles of varying quality

1; catboy julian 2; randy being totally fine 3; a concept that was implanted into my brain while rewatching GF on sleep & pain meds

44 notes - Posted July 13, 2022

#2

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My #1 post of 2022

some blinkies i found while digging around on gifcities!

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[chaoslynx]

OMG 100 FOLLOWERS SO DESERVE EVERY BIT OF THAT LOVE SO HAPPY FOR YOU - justficit

Thank youuuu!!! I’m literally just a Banana Fish boy

#i was trying to say 'banana fish blog' #but my phone has spoken #and my phone is correct #answers #justficit #honestly i feel like i'm still trying to learn tumblr #why are you all following me

[heartsywritesthethings]

Getting Better

Author: GA!Babe

Fandom: Banana Fish

Summary: *MAJOR SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 24 BANANA FISH* IMMA FIX THIS BULL SHIT ENDING REAL QUICK HOLD MY BEER. aka these boys are getting to Japan safely, thanks. no sad times in the library allowed.

When Eiji had first heard what had happened back in New York, he had been walking out of the airport in Japan. He had just taken his phone off of airplane mode and decided to check his messages. 

As soon as he had read what had happened, he felt his blood run cold. No wonder Ash hadn't made it to the airport in New York... it wasn't because he was bad at good-byes or that he was relieved that Eiji was finally leaving... it was because he had been attacked. It seemed like the world around Eiji was spinning and he was caught in the middle of it, unable to move freely in this stupid wheelchair. Once Ibe had read what had happened too, he took Eiji straight to the nearest counter in order to get him back over to America. It had taken what had seemed like hours to convince the airline that he really did in fact want to go back the way he came. 

All of the yelling and talking and negotiating seemed so far away in Eiji's mind as he just imagined Ash, alone somewhere and thinking that Eiji was just on the other side of the world, without him. Just that thought was enough for tears to prick the corners of his eyes. He realized that he didn't want to say sayonara. He didn't want to say good-bye to Ash Lynx, the most feared gang leader in New York. Not after everything they had been through together. It couldn't end like this. 

As quickly as they could manage, Eiji and Ibe were back on the next plane to New York City, heading straight towards the poor snow leopard who had almost given up half way up the mountain. Eiji just prayed that he could just hold on for just a little bit longer. 

Sure, maybe it was selfish for him to want Ash to stay, but Ash deserved to be happy. No, not just that, he deserved to forget the terrors of his past and move on in a place where he didn't have to fear for his life. If -- when -- Ash healed, Eiji was taking him straight to Japan. He didn't care if he had to drag him there, but Ash would be out of New York if he had anything to say about it. 

*~*~

At the hospital, Eiji sat comfortably in his wheelchair in the waiting room of the hospital Ash had been taken to. Apparently, he had been discovered in the library with his head resting on Eiji's farewell letter. A librarian had at first dismissed him as just another napping student, probably too tired from exams to get up, but then she noticed the blood.

Eiji did his best not to blame her. What would he had done if he had seen something like that? Well, what would he had done before he had met Ash? She couldn't have known. Even if he was angry, that had to be directed towards whoever decided to hurt Ash... again. 

Eiji balled up his fists in the blanket across his lap, wishing he could just will Ash better.

A nurse walked in from the ICU. They made eye contact. She smiled.

And Eiji knew everything was going to be okay.

~*~*

Only family was allowed to see Ash while he was in the hospital, so naturally, the gang waited until Ash had healed up after a week or so before breaking him out of the hospital. 

Naturally.

Eiji had planned pretty much every step of the operation as the New York City police were still kind of under the impression that Ash Lynx was dead and Eiji planned to keep it that way. One less enemy to keep an eye out for. 

Finally, Ash limped into a secluded apartment they had set aside in neutral territory. There was a moment where time stood still. Their eyes met, both Ash and Eiji, both still broken and healed from their ordeal together and now having made it to the other side. Together. Eiji's eyes filled with tears and his crutches clattered to the ground on either side of him. Ash inhaled sharply as Eiji's arms wrapped around him tightly. It hurt, yes, but it was something that he couldn't help but love. 

He had made it to the top of the mountain. For a while, he didn't think he would get a happy ending, but here it was. His happy ending was right here. Shakily, Ash wrapped his arms around Eiji and they both sunk to the floor, too emotional for words. Eiji balled his fists in Ash's hospital gown and inhaled deeply. Sure, it mostly smelled of the sickly sweet scent of medicine and cleaning supplies, but it was also undoubtably Ash. His Ash.

"I'm okay," Ash breathed into Eiji's hair, pulling him closer. Eiji choked out a short laugh.

"What are you comforting me for?" Eiji asked, looking up at Ash through his tears. Ash just smiled softly and wiped away Eiji's tears with the pads of his thumbs.

"I love you," Ash said before he could stop himself. Then he realized what he had said and his cheeks flushed pink. That was definitely unexpected, especially from him. Maybe it was the pain medicine. 

Eiji pressed a soft kiss to Ash's lips. At first, the blonde froze up, expecting a wave of panic to settle over him like it had every time someone had kissed him, but not this time. This time, there was no danger, no need to move information, no need to shut down. He was safe. With that, Ash melted into the kiss, cupping Eiji's face in his hands. 

Was this what kissing was supposed to feel like? Is this what love was supposed to feel like? This was intoxicating, sweet, and everything that he had never dared of it being. 

"Am I hurting you, Ash?" Eiji breathed against Ash's lips, pulling away for a moment. It took Ash a second to realize that it was because he was crying. He hadn't even realized. 

"No," Ash responded, surprised at how raspy his voice had become. Eiji smiled and gave him a small peck on his lips before slowly, and painfully, getting back on his feet. 

"I would help you up, Ash, but I do not think that would be best for either of us." Eiji said, leaning heavily against the arm of a nearby couch as he handed Ash one of his crutches. Ash slowly pulled himself up and they both limped over to the bedroom. 

"What now?" Ash asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. He wasn't sure if he meant for them or... what they were supposed to do now that everything was over.

"We sleep and then get on a plane tomorrow at six." Eiji sighed, laying down on his back and wincing as his stitches pulled uncomfortably against his skin. Ash laid next to him, curling up on his side with his forehead resting against Eiji's shoulder. 

"Where are we going?" He asked even though he already knew the answer.

"Japan. You'll be safe there." Eiji sighed, shifting to his side so he could face Ash. He ran his hands through Ash's slightly greasy blonde hair, twirling the locks in between his fingers. Ash hummed softly, letting himself enjoy the soft touch as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Eiji brushed Ash's bangs behind his ear to see Ash's sweet face better. A small sleepy snicker left Ash's lips.

"Stop, that tickles." Ash mumbled sleepily. Eiji smiled and pressed a soft kiss to Ash's forehead.

"Go to sleep, my ticklish little Ash. You'll be safe in the morning," Eiji whispered and for the first night since... well, he couldn't remember, Ash slept through the night without a single nightmare.

The fucking end they both lived happily ever after in Japan goddamnit.

#the fucking end #indeed #banana fish #fix-it fic #that ending fucking hurt so bad thanks for the happy one #(listen I know the actual ending is technically the 'happy' one but it still HURT so shh) #they went through so much I just want them to be happy #I don't think that's asking too much #really #ash lynx #eiji okumura #also listen #I know I said I'd try to post these many things in my inbox consistently #don't listen to me #I'm never right when I say things like that #I regularly forget this blog exists tbh #submission

[korstudying]

Week 4 vocabulary

안녕하세요~ If you have been following my blog, you’ll know that I am currently studying in South Korea. I decided to share the vocabulary I have to learn every week. So if you want to study in Korea, this might be a fun little challenge for you to try and keep up! This is the actual pace, so a great way to get into the Korean study vibes~~

All the vocabulary can be found on memrise.

to sleep - 자다

to get up - 일어나다

to wash - 씻다

to eat - 먹다

to drink - 마시다

to rest - 쉬다

to watch - 보다

to meet - 만나다

to say goodbye - 헤이지다

to ask something - 물어보다

to teach - 가르치다

to learn - 배우다

to read - 읽다

to listen - 듣다

to write - 쓰다

to like - 좋아하다

to dislike - 싫어하다

to start - 시작하다

to finish - 끝나다

to give - 주다

to receive - 받다

To buy - 사다

to play - 놀다

zero (native) - 영

one (native) - 하나

two (native) - 둘

three (native) - 셋

four (native) - 넷

five (native) - 다섯

six (native) - 여섯

seven (native) - 일곱

eight (native) - 여덟

nine (native) - 아홉

ten (native) - 열

twenty (native) - 스물

counter for items - 개

counter for people (polite) - 명

counter for people (formal) - 분

counter for paper - 장

counter for shoes, socks, gloves - 켤레

counter for clothes - 벌

counter for cups - 잔

counter for berries, flowers - 송이

counter for cars, electronics - 대 

counter for animals - 마리

counter for books - 권

counter for bottles - 병

to dye (hair) - 염색하다

to ride a bike - 자전거 타다

Review - 복습

number, figure - 숫자

alone - 혼자

washing machine - 세탁기

washing room - 세탁실

laundry detergent - 세제

soap - 비누

vaccuum - 청소기

and - 그리고

but - 하지만

road - 길

professional/public kitchen - 주방

Roommate - 룸마이트

AM - 오전

PM - 오후

bare - handed exercise - 맨손운동

nephew - 조카

Wife's little sister - 저제

thirty (native) - 서른

forty (native) - 마흔

fifty (native) - 쉰

sixty (native) - 예순

seventy (native) - 일흔

eighty (native) - 여든

ninety (native) - 아흔

Cake - 케이크

watermelon - 수박

smell - 냄새

carton drink box - 팩

postcard - 엽서

can - 캔

plastic bag - 봉지

do you want a plastic bag? - 봉지 드릴까요?

insect - 곤충

mosquito - 모기

fly (animal) - 파리 (동물)

worm - 벌레

shrimp - 새우

centipede - 지네

spider - 거미

ant - 개미

shellfish - 조개

oyster - 굴

bee - 벌

wasp - 말벌

sea animals - 해산동물

fish - 생선

octopus - 문어

squid - 오징이

pig - 돼지

horse - 말

grape - 포도

banana - 바나나

cherry tomato - 방울 토마토

leaflet - 전단지

What date? - 며칠이에요?

What day is it? - 무슨 요일이에요?

Sunday - 일요일

Monday - 월요일

Tuesday - 화요일

Wednesday - 수요일

Thursday - 목요일

Friday - 금요일

Saturday - 토요일

January - 일월

February - 이월

March - 삼월

April - 사월

May - 오월

June - 유월

July - 칠월

August - 팔월

September - 구월

October - 시월

November - 십일월

December - 십이월

One o'clock - 한 시

Two o'clock - 두 시

Three o'clock - 세 시

Four o'clock - 네 시

Five o'clock - 다섯 시

Six o'clock - 여섯 시

Seven o'clock - 일곱 시

Eight o'clock - 여덟 시

Nine o'clock - 아홉 시

Ten o'clock - 열 시

Eleven o'clock - 열한 시

Twelve o'clock - 열두 시

what - 무슨

From -  - 부터

To, until -  - 까지

appointment - 약속

good - 좋아요

how are you? - 잘 지내요?

holiday - 휴일

so, therefore - 그래서

Parents - 부모님

why - 왜

children's day - 어린이날

parent's day - 어버이닐

Teacher's day - 스승의 날

calender - 달력

Zoom - 줌

public health - 보건소

student ID - 학번

National foundation day - 개천절

Hangeul day - 한글날

Online - 온라인

to chat - 채팅하다

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[imaginedigimon]

Headcanon of every Digidestin and Digimons favorite food, please?

THIS IS THE CONTENT CREATION I LIVE FOR!

Anon, I could only assume you meant the Adventure gang since you didn't specify (and it's the most popular series on this blog), but if you want any other series, feel free to come back! :D

A note: I don't know a lot about Japanese cuisine, even after all the years of watching anime, so I'm going to try my best.

Adventure Kids' & Digimons' Favorite Foods

Tai: He doesn't necessarily have much of a favorite food, he's not terribly picky considering. But he recently discovered dino-shaped chicken nuggets and now he won't stop eating them.

Agumon: Literally anything. He is not picky. You could give him the strangest food in the world and he would give it 5 stars. Someone made the mistake of introducing him to the Food Wars anime and things have gone downhill since then.

Matt: Not basing this on something I wrote a few month ago, but I feel as if he loves eggs. It doesn't have to do with him being a softie and remembering one particular night in the Digital World or anything.

Gabumon: Definitely a meat 'mon. He's apparently very fond of yakitori.

Sora: Whenever asked, she says onigiri, but she likes any traditional food, really. She likes thinking about how long food traditions have lasted (yes, that's a thing, I guess--)

Biyomon: She likes bananas because they're similar to that one food in the Digital World (unless I'm remembering incorrectly)

Izzy: Based on (1) line in the English dub, jelly beans. I will not explain.

Tentomon: He weirdly enough enjoys saltine crackers. Maybe too much. Izzy has been trying to wean him off of them.

Mimi: She misses the pizza from New York. Also cheesecake.

Palmon: For some reason, she loves strawberries.

Joe: Loves most dishes that involve fish and endures Gomamon expounding about how much of a betrayal this is

Gomamon: Jokes that he likes fish, but that's not true. He does like fish sticks, though. They're weirdly good--

T.K.: He likes chocolate a lot, probably because he receives mountains of them on Valentine's Day. Someone take the sugar away from him.

Patamon: Also partial to chocolate, but he also really enjoys French fries for some reason???

Kari: Crepes and ice cream, especially when her brother pays for them

Gatomon: She likes most chicken and fish dishes, but she really loves the cookies Kari makes her.

Davis: This is an easy one---ramen.

Veemon: He's not picky. You could give him burnt marshmallows and he'd consider them fine cuisine. (He and Agumon get along very well.)

Yolei: For some reason, she really likes French toast. Or regular toast. She doesn't watch anime that features heroines running with toast in their mouths I SWEAR---

Hawkmon: He enjoys eating all kinds of sushi, and he somehow holds chopsticks perfectly despite the feathers.

Cody: Melon bread. No explanation. Just melon bread.

Armadillomon: He considers potato chips a godsend. Also the applesauce that comes in a pouch.

Ken: He's partial to rice or chicken noodle soup because he likes food that fills him with warmth. They're both simple but very comforting.

Wormmon: He likes anything involving noodles because they're easier to eat with his mouth. Udon is one of his favorites.

#digimon headcanons #digimon adventure #digimon adventure 02 #favorite foods #these are approximately 75% accurate #except i'm on the money for davis and izzy and matt and that's about it