#only one slot for now but I'll see how it goes and maybe in the future I'll offer it regularly👀

[eldrtchmn]

Soulsborne commissions open 🌑

https://ko-fi.com/c/364a0112d2

#my art #commissions #soulsborne #Ko-fi commissions #eldrtchmn #I added a sketch option too! #only one slot for now but I'll see how it goes and maybe in the future I'll offer it regularly👀

[merakiui]

Mera Mera Mera! Thoughts on twst boys if you tell them "no more sex" after an argument. Pretty please! 🥺🙏 💙 (You characterize them so well, I'm certain you can bless us with knowledge)

>:D I may have a few thoughts on the reactions!!! I shall bless you with said thoughts (i.e. twst cast being petty and silly).

Riddle - he's perfectly silent when he tears out the page in his life planner titled "dick appointments" and rips it in half in front of you. "Would you look at that? It appears my schedule's become open." He proceeds to fill the time slots with academics and club activities. Your "no more sex" rule goes both ways, but if you find yourself unable to bear it he might consider penciling you into his schedule. ...if it ever frees up, that is. :)

Trey - "Yeaaah, I had that coming," he admits with a sheepish chuckle. Trey very rarely argues with you. Ever. So maybe it was one-sided, but he still goes along with it to keep you happy and to end the argument as quickly as possible. He'll smooth things over by baking you your favorite sweet. He can be patient and wait if you're still stubbornly insisting on no more sex, but that doesn't mean he won't tease you often.

Cater - "Cowabummer." Yes, that's all he says. Yes, he gives you the sad thumbs-down and everything. Cater cannot be /srs for this one because if he's /srs you'll see the /srs sides of him that he'd rather hide behind a /j personality. (He later makes it up to you by apologizing and taking you into town to your favorite places. <3 you end up fucking in the changing stall in one of the clothing stores hehe.)

Ace - he rolls his eyes and laughs. "I never even wanted to fuck you anyways. You're, like, super mid." (He's lying. Please don't ban him from having sex with you. </3 This is how he's apologizing later.

Deuce - he's genuinely devastated. Nooo, what do you mean "no more sex"? D: that's not even the worst of it, though. Deuce is just sad that the both of you argued and that he said some things he's not very proud of. He was really mean and so were you. What were you even arguing about in the first place? Deuce's heart aches knowing you're so upset at him, so he does everything he can to make it up to you. It's fine if you don't want sex anymore; he just wants you to be happy.

Leona - he highly doubts you're serious. "Sure, okay. We'll see about that one," he tells you with a lazy half-smirk. "Good luck with that, herbivore." (he's so hot when you wake up next to him in the mornings and he has that rough morning voice...... you end up fucking the following day, too weak to his charms to keep up with your no sex promise. Leona teases you for that.)

Ruggie - "I'll live," he says with a shrug. Sure, it sucks that you no longer want to fuck and it also sucks that the two of you even argued in the first place, but he'll live. You and Ruggie are distant for all of one day before coming back together to sincerely apologize. He's a little awkward with his apology, but it does indeed come from the heart. Perhaps there's some makeup sex that follows...

Jack - another one who is more upset over the actual argument than your admission of no more sex. Jack feels so bad. :( his ears are flattened on his head and his tail is drooped; he's just so sad that he argued with you and made you angry. He was out of line and shouldn't have let his emotions get the best of him. If no more sex is what you truly want, he'll abide by that.

Azul - "Angelfish, I understand you're upset, but do you truly mean that?" You do, and you storm out of his VIP room and ghost him for the rest of the day. Azul goes through the five stages of grief within the span of a few hours. T_T he's a wreck, not only because you said no more sex but because you argued and you're angry with him and you probably hate him now and what if you break up and you never want to see him again and and and and and !!!!!!!! Sad tako hours.

Jade - he smiles patiently. "If you say so." (his compliance is too obedient; don't let him fool you. He's going to spike your drink with an aphrodisiac and then when you come to him begging for release he'll deny you in the same way you denied him.)

Floyd - "Shrimpy, c'mon, ya can't be serious." You turn away from him with a huff, arms folded over your chest. "S'not funny, Shrimpy..." He pouts at you, brows knitted in annoyance. You look him dead in the eyes and snap back with, "Good. Cuz I'm not joking, Floyd." (Floyd's in a foul mood for the rest of the day; no one dares go near him. His aura is too threatening...)

Kalim - if it's your first argument with him, he's genuinely compelled to throw a party celebrating it LOL. Kalim means well with it, too, which makes it arguably worse. ^^;;; but he is indeed very sad that things got to this point and that you were so angry with him that you even said no more sex! He sulks sadly. :( will a parade make you feel better? Or do you want more renovations done to Ramshackle? Do you want gemstones? Just tell him how he can make it up to you and he'll do it! He's so very sorry! >_<

Jamil - he rolls his eyes, shooting you an unamused look. "Very mature of you, (Name)." Jamil isn't going to entertain the argument anymore. If you want to talk things over, you can do that after you and he have cooled off. Although if he's truly intent on getting your forgiveness and nullifying your no sex rule right away, a little hypnosis might do the trick...

Vil - he gives you a critical look. "What does sex have anything to do with this?" If you're going to argue with Vil, argue about the subject matter and don't bring unrelated topics into it! >:( arguments with Vil always make you feel so bad because essentially he tells you to do better and think about your conduct. Of course he also reflects on how he acted and what even led up to the argument in the first place. Even his apology, though heartfelt and authentic, is so perfect.

Rook - "Mon amour, lovely trickster whom I adore most, oh, how you wound me!" He's so dramatic about it, but then he also wholeheartedly means it when he says and acts like that. "Shall we share a kiss of forgiveness and allow water to flow freely under the bridge once more?" He is truly sorry, but then he's sneaky when he's slipping his tongue into your mouth as if he's trying to drag your apology out of your throat and taste it in his mouth.

Epel - "Consarn it!" He's huffy, glaring at you with his cheeks puffed out. "If yer gonna throw a hissy fit and say no more in-out, in-out, then don't come crawlin' to me when yer feelin' it!" Of course he then storms off and is promptly scolded by Vil for such atrocious behavior. Epel realizes he was wrong for getting so worked up and he'll later apologize to you. You apologize as well, but for the rest of the week there will be no more sex. Epel thinks that's fair. He sort of deserved that one. T_T

Idia - "Wutever. I don't need 3D to be happy." He rolls his eyes and the argument ends there. (Idia later spends an entire week locked away in his room building a (Name) sex doll to make up for the lack of your touch.)

Malleus - poor Hornton... :( he sulks in the darkness of his room and no one knows the reason for why he's so upset. Sebek is distraught; whoever dared to put waka-sama in this sad mood will pay!!!!!! Telling Malleus no more sex makes him think you don't want him anymore and that you essentially are breaking up (which is not the case). Diasomnia feels the gloomy atmosphere for days to come. It's Lilia who finally manages to convince Malleus to come out of his room and go to you for a chat to resolve things.

Lilia - "Oh dear. That's rather unfortunate." Even though he says this, he doesn't seem very affected or surprised or even remotely upset. But then Lilia's been through countless arguments, some far more severe than the one he just had with you, so he knows how to navigate these sorts of things. He's very mature about it and respects your no more sex rule. In fact, he's going to keep track of how many days you go with no sex before you inevitably forgo this rule for sloppy, heartfelt makeup sex with him, which he'll gladly indulge in.

Silver - it's probably impossible to argue with Silver. He's just so sweet. How could you ever get into any sort of argument with him? But if you did find yourself at a disagreement, he'd do whatever he could to resolve it and make you feel better. If no more sex is what makes you happy, then there will be no more sex.

Sebek - "SO BE IT, HUMAN. I DO NOT REQUIRE YOUR TOUCH OR INTIMACY TO SURVIVE, NOR DO I WANT IT." He's so LOUD. The entire hall ends up learning more than they'd ever want to about your and Sebek's argument. ;;;; he rants about you and your audacity to Silver (who's half-asleep), and so it's obvious he's affected. Sebek refuses to apologize because he's stubborn, but he realizes he misses you quite a lot. :( no one point that out, though, or else he'll yell at them that that's not true whatsoever!!!!

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw

[candidapple]

Ahhhh! You opened a tumblr. Found you through your writing on Ao3, (tweels fic) your an amazing writer!! May I request more tweel poly I’m a sucker for Jade and Floyd. Maybe them pursing an s/o that really likes and knows a lot about moray eels? Also, do you do commissions??

a/n: hello and thank you, new friend! i'm still figuring out how i'd like to do commissions, but i'll let you know if/when i open them up. in the meantime, have a fic. divider by @/firefly-graphics.

jade & floyd leech x gn!reader. sfw.

You’re almost certain you’re being followed.

You halt in your tracks and whip around to look behind you, the musty old book you meant to return clutched to your chest like a shield. The nape of your neck is still prickling from the persistent sense of being watched, but the aisle you’re in is empty, devoid of so much as a featureless shadow vanishing around the corner to validate your concerns. Even so, you know — or think you know — that you weren’t just imagining it.

The thing is, this isn’t the first time you’ve felt this way. You can’t pinpoint the exact moment it began, but sometime over the last few days, in between classes and Grim wrangling, you gradually became convinced that you were being… observed. Assessed, even, like a bug under a microscope. That feeling is especially strong whenever you’re alone, which is why you almost didn’t make your usual Saturday morning trek to the library. In the end, your stubborn commitment to finding a way home despite the growing odds against you won out.

But now, with the towering bookcases looming to either side of you and casting deep shadows where there should be light as you strain your eyes and ears for some indication that it isn’t all in your head, you are beginning to regret that decision.

Of course, you can only stand around looking at nothing for so long. When no one materializes from the shadows to leap on you like a horror movie monster, you slump and sigh in equal parts disappointment and relief and turn back in the direction you were headed. The book in your arms looked promising, but it ultimately failed to yield so much as a cryptic hint for how to go about inter-dimensional travel, so back on the shelf it goes. You find the gap in the shelf where it belongs and reach up to slot it into place, giving it a nudge when it initially refuses to slide all the way in. You sigh again. So much for that, huh?

With that taken care of you, you turn to leave — but you don’t make it very far. Two long shadows rise up in front of you, and you don’t even get a chance to react before your wrists are being seized and pinned to the shelves on either side of your head. You flinch away from your attackers — oh shit, oh shit, what the hell is going on — and realize too late that the back of your skull is on a collision course with the shelf. You are spared a concussion, however, when another hand slips neatly behind your head to cushion the blow. A gloved thumb slides down the nape of your neck, and the goosebumps from earlier return with a shivering vengeance. You look up.

Well. At least now you have a pretty good idea as to who’s been following you all this time.  

“Jade!” you blurt. Your eyes slide from Jade’s smiling face to his brother’s toothy grin. “Floyd. What are you guys doing?”

“Just saying hi,” Floyd says, like they just happened to spot you in the hall and haven’t pinned you to a bookcase of all things. “C’mon, Shrimpy, don’t tell me you’re not happy to see us.”

You squirm a little, testing their grip, but their fingers only tighten in response. Great. “I’d probably be happier if you two hadn’t jumped out of nowhere and grabbed me.” You frown at them, as if they’ve ever been the sort to be moved by righteous disapproval. “I wasn’t imagining it, was I? You’ve been following me.”

“Have we unnerved you, Prefect?” Jade asks. “If so, we do apologize. The last thing we want is to make you uncomfortable.”

Somehow — you test their hold on you once again to no avail — you very much doubt that. Jade’s left hand is wrapped around your wrist, and his right is cradling your jaw to cup your skull, palm cushioning your cheek. The tip of his thumb skirts the thin, vulnerable skin beneath your eye, and you can’t help but flinch.

“Yeah,” you huff, trying your damnedest to hang on to your bravado. “I’m sure. What’s the big idea, you two? What’ve you been following me around for?”

“Ah,” Jade says, “that.” Like it’s only just occurred to him to explain. God, why is everyone at this school such a weirdo? “Once again, we apologize for frightening you, but it’s in our nature to sit back and observe that which we find… interesting. To lie in wait, one might say.”

“It’s the moray way,” Floyd adds, giggling at the awkward rhyme.

You’re still stuck on something Jade said. Blinking slowly, you say, “You guys think… I’m… interesting?”

“You are a bit of an oddity, Prefect.” You grimace. “Apologies. I meant no offense. But you are rather unique, aren’t you? Certainly amongst our peers. It was inevitable that you’d catch our interest.”

“Yeah.” Floyd leans in closer, pressing your wrist back against the bookcase and forcing you to crane your neck to meet his heterochromatic eyes. “We wanna get to know you better.”

“What,” you say, “you guys want to be friends?”

Jade’s eyes glimmer, like he’s laughing at a joke you don’t understand. “Mmm, yes. I suppose you could say that.”

“I wouldn’t say it,” Floyd grumbles. Is he — is he pouting? Is he a college student or a preschooler?

You must give Floyd an odd look, because something you can’t quite interpret flickers across his face, and then his mood swings back the other way and his pout stretches into a grin. And keeps stretching, growing far wider than you think should be possible, until all of his serrated teeth are on display and his mouth is practically hanging open. You don’t mean to, but you gulp.

Floyd leans toward you, and you lean back — not very far, considering your current position. You can see the damp inner rims of his lips, the saliva gleaming on his teeth and tongue, even down his throat. For a moment, your unevolved hindbrain is convinced you’re about to be eaten alive.

But — hold on. Your undoubtedly panicked expression morphs into a thoughtful frown, and you actually lean closer to Floyd, squinting at him. Or rather, down his throat.

“Hey,” you say slowly, “is that — do you have a second set of jaws?”

Floyd’s mouth snaps shut with an audible click of teeth, and he rocks back on his heels to frown at you. Even Jade, unflappable as he is, looks mildly confused.

“What?” says Floyd.

Now you feel like the weirdo, but you wish he’d open his mouth again. “You guys are morays, right? You have pharyngeal jaws, don’t you? I saw.”

Jade and Floyd exchange a look. Floyd frowns again, and Jade arches an eyebrow. They turn back to you, and Floyd says, “You know about that?”

You nod eagerly — then stop. People aren’t always receptive to your enthusiasm for the topic, let alone your infodumping, and Floyd and Jade probably aren’t interested in hearing facts about themselves that they already know. “Um, yeah. Back home, I was really into marine biology. Especially eels. Especially, um…” You flush. “Moray eels.”

Floyd’s hand flexes around your wrist. You don’t know if that’s a good sign or a bad one. “You like moray eels?” He tilts his head, earring swaying gently. “You’re not scared of us?”

“I mean, it is pretty scary when someone grabs you and pins you to a bookshelf,” you say dryly. “So maybe don’t do that again? But I’m not scared of you because you’re mermen. I think that’s amazing. We don’t have people like that in my world.”

You bite your lip and fidget, expecting them to make fun of you now. But they don’t, which is especially unexpected coming from Jade. The twins exchange another look, and then Floyd leans down and opens his mouth wide, tongue hanging out. He even goes “aaah” like someone getting their tongue depressed at the doctor’s.

Part of you is afraid that this might be some kind of trap, like if you get too close Floyd’s gonna bite your nose off or something. But, well — you never had a chance to observe morays up close back home, and you can’t resist this opportunity now that it’s presented itself so agreeably. So you lean up and peer down Floyd’s throat, and there they are: a second set of sharp, deadly, gorgeous teeth.

You fall back on your heels, unable to stop grinning. “Oh, wow. I’ve never seen a pharyngeal jaw in person before, that’s — that’s just so cool.”

Floyd shuts his mouth and smiles at you, his eyes sparkling like your excitement is infectious. “You really think so?”

“Uh-huh.” You smile back at him, then hesitate. “I, um. Are you sure you don’t mind me asking these kinds of questions? I don’t wanna make you feel like animals at the zoo.” Or eels at the aquarium, as the case may be.

“No,” says Jade. “No, we don’t mind.” He smiles kindly at you, thumb caressing your cheek, and warmth flares from deep within your belly. Uh-oh.

“After all,” Jade goes on, “we can certainly empathize with the strength of your curiosity.”

Oh. Right. You suppose they can. “Speaking of.” You wiggle your fingers pointedly. “Would you mind letting me go now?”

Floyd gives you a suspicious look. “You’re not gonna run away if we do, are you?”

You actually laugh. “No, I’m not. I’ll even tell you more about me, since you’re so curious — so long as you tell me more about you. Fair?”

Because when it comes to Octavinelle students, you can’t get something for nothing. Jade seems to approve of your tactics, if his knowing smile is any indication. “It’s a deal,” he says, and lets you go. Floyd does too, after a moment. He sticks his hands in his pockets and tips his head at you.

“Well? What d’you wanna know, Shrimpy?”

“How many vertebrae do you have in your true forms?” you ask immediately. “Wait, no — do you engage in cooperative hunting? Wait, wait —”

Jade’s soft laughter seems to walk down your spine like tickling fingers, and you fight back a shiver. “Now, now. We’ve already assuaged some of that burning curiosity of yours, dear Prefect. It’s only fair that we get to ask the next question, don’t you think?”

Floyd takes your hand, and Jade presses his to the small of your back, urging you down the aisle toward the library’s rows of reading tables and carrel desks.

“Now, tell us.” Jade’s fingers curl in your school blazer, gently proprietary. “Are you free this evening?”

#floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader #twst x reader #!apples of my eye #i interpreted 'pursue' a bit literally here lmao #!candid fic

[film-in-my-soul]

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Summary: “Why didn’t either of you tell us you were dating?” He looks so hurt and indignant in the way only Dustin can, and maybe it’s not too late to run out after Steve and make their case for the beers again if it means the kid’ll stop frowning and looking at Eddie like that. It takes a minute for his words to sink in. Eddie blinks. “What.” “What do you mean, what? You kissed!” “No, we didn’t,” Eddie scoffs. Except, yes, they did. Realization crashes over him, the force of it stunning him into silence. Steve kissed him. On the lips. Like it was nothing, like it was something they did every day. And Eddie hadn’t even blinked or shoved him away or registered it at all, just returned the kiss and went right back to bossing Steve around, as if the whole fucking thing was the most natural thing in the world. Fuck.

Bracing For Impact | 9,195 | writersagainstwritersblock

Summary: Wayne watches as Eddie falls hopelessly in love, with of all people, goddamn Steve Harrington.

if you like this you might also like: me | 9,247 | formosus_iniquis / @formosusiniquis

Summary: Book recommendations are Steve's least favorite part of the job, until he starts getting recommendations back from a mysterious guest. Their notes back and forth quickly become Steve's favorite part of the month, if only he could meet the guy he kept confiding in.

‘cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run | 9,308 | stellarpoint (pettifogger) / @heybluechild

Summary: Realization #1: Steve is wearing a costume. He’s dressed as Springsteen on the cover of Born In The U.S.A. The album cover is staring at Eddie from the stack of records by the speakers, and he flicks his eyes between the cover and Steve, almost laughing at how obvious the resemblance is. Immediately after that, revelations two and three slam into him like an eighteen-wheeler. #2: Bruce Springsteen is kind of hot. #3: Steve Harrington is really hot. A fourth and much louder thought echoes through Eddie’s brain: oh, shit.

chat with you, baby (flirt a little, maybe) | 11,706 | desiccatedwithering (acornsofthemind) / @acornsofthemind

Summary: “Hey, shitheads!” Steve “the hair” Harrington barks, looming in the doorway like a monster from the Abyss. “What the fuck are you doing in here? Get your asses down to the gym right fucking now.” Eddie gapes. First of all, the audacity— Second, he’s never been much for physical fights, but if this douchebag thinks he can bully any of Eddie’s kids, he’ll have to go through Eddie first. “Let’s go! Move it!” Harrington snaps, making an impatient gesture down the hall.

Blooms of the Darkest Garden | 12,711 | tminuseternity

Summary: Steve is going to die. And because this is Hawkins, a town with an alternate dimension right up its asscrack, he isn't going to die in a normal way. No, instead he's going to die because he can't stop coughing up the most disgusting combination of Upside Down gunk and...flower petals? What the fuck is happening to him?

Operation: M.O.F.F.S | 16,843 | morna_mena

Summary: “Our friends are being mean.” Will jumps as El lets herself into his room and drops onto his bed. She doesn't look at him, arms crossed and frowning up at the ceiling. “Umm. Hello. I see you are upset so I won’t complain about the not knocking thing. Again.” She blinks and finally looks over at him with a small pout. “Sorry.” He shakes his head, smiling fondly, “It’s fine. Why are our friends being mean? What did they do?” El lets out a puff of air and returns to the staring contest she had been having with the ceiling. “They are being rude to Steve.”

The World's Most Metal Soulmate Tattoo | 17,272 | A_Pirates_Love_For_Me

Summary: After everything is over with Vecna, Eddie Munson notices the experience left him with an unexpected mark. A soulmate tattoo. Something about the experience had changed him enough that he now has a perfect match. And well, whoever the universe decided was best represented by a baseball bat filled with nails was probably a good guy to have around in a world where the things that go bump in the night turn out to be real.

In Your Peripheral | 17,788 | dynamitekid

Summary: Look, Eddie was a simple man. He wanted simple things. And if a simple man glances up while making his way back along a tabletop after he gave a —quite frankly, riveting— monologue against compulsory sports, and see's the sight that is Steve Harrington wide eyed, mouth parted, with a strong blush spread over his face… then the simple man is falling right back under the spell. Luckily, he doesn't actually fall. Mostly just stumbles a little while getting back to his chair.

it's his party (and i'll fall if i want to) | 25,411 | formosus_iniquis / @formosusiniquis

Summary: “Who invited us to this party anyway?” "Well I invited you," the ‘you should know this already dingus’ hangs in the air, not needing to even be said, "and Steve invited me." "Steve?" She nods, but even death couldn't stop him now, "Harrington? Steve Harrington? King Steve? Steve "the Hair" Harrington? Steve "Big House, No Parents" Harrington? Steve "Sex God" Harrington?" "I am certain you made at least those last two up. Yes, Steve "Lady Killer" Harrington invited me to his party." "Are we about to be Carrie'd?"

Down in a Dead Man's Town | 27,853 | holyfudgemonkeys (erraticallyinspired)

Summary: When Steve nearly runs over Will Byers on that fateful night in 1983, he doesn’t expect offering him a ride home would result in both of them being hunted into another dimension. Surviving there is hard. Adapting to normal life again is even harder. His old self settles like an ill-fitting suit, and there’s no room for nightmares and fear and his new bond with Will in it. As he struggles to find a new normal he can live with, Steve finds himself befriending a bunch of kids and maybe (definitely) falling in love with a local weed dealer.

I've been trying to figure you out, tell me then would you lend a hand? | 31,268 | eloquent_fairy

Summary: “So, tell me what’s so great about Harrington, then.” He doesn’t really know why he says it, it’s not like Eddie cares about the old King of Hawkins High; Steve Harrington is an asshole. That’s just a fact of life. The sky is blue, high school is pointless, Steve Harrington is a dickhead. But Eddie likes this kid, likes all of them actually. Dustin turns to look at him, a small smile on his lips, his eyes softening, and bingo.

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#steddie #steve/eddie #steddie reclist #fanfic reclist #reclist #stranger things reclist

[kittenmoth]

I'm very disappointed that centaur zuko is a dragon but centaur toph isn't a badger

Sorry! Zuko is a dragon due to how I made the Royals in the verse have super special specialness via being dragon bloods. Zuko and Azula were legit "born to be special" and Zuko in this verse feels he doesn't live up to the task. It's sort of how I incorporated the whole "the royal family is blessed/favored by Agni" thing to this AU. The only dragons in this world are those who descend from the royal family, hence why Jet mentions how "being a dragon just means he's a royal".

This is also why he's able to pass as other species though, you don't see a dragon every day. You kind of assume if they don't have horns or are a weird color they're probably some other kind of lizard hybrid, and Zuko spends the majority of the first arc with his horns sawn off as part of his banishment. They regrow quickly once he joins Azula and goes home because dragon horns just be like that and grow back kinda fast if not continuously filed back down. This is also why he has a larger set in some pictures and none/smaller sets in others.

Toph isn't a badgermole because Toph learns from them the same as in the show. Where Zuko was legit born to be special and powerful and fails to embody it in ways his Father and he himself wants, Toph just says "screw fitting the mold" and learns to be powerful and do things outside of her "nature" by finding the origin of her element without being directly related to it in the same sense Zuko is. I did originally consider making her a badger or something similar but having her be a more unassuming animal felt like it fit her origin a bit better. The whole "small and frail" image society had of her. Zuko later learns from the original dragons, too, just like in the show. Because despite being dragons themselves in a way the royals have not honored their elements origin through anything but boasting appearances in a long time.

Hybrids of the original benders of course did exist at one time, and maybe still do, but they would likely be much rarer now after the Fire Nation started the war and are probably also more limited to people who have a special link to the origins. I haven't put much thought into that yet, beyond that the Fire Nation probably makes it very unsafe to be a descendant of those lines due to wanting all the power over them? Still world building on that part.

Toph really ends up helping Zuko accept that he doesn't have to just be the perfect whatever he is in this verse as well. She learned to be herself despite what she was born to be in the eyes of others, she helps Zuko understand that he can learn to be who he is despite the same. Sibling energy wins the day.

Basically, Zuko was purposefully made after what his bending element came from because it puts the pressure of perfection on him. Toph isn't because Toph just learns it from them herself because Toph is awesome and special in a different way. Her own way. The way she chose for herself in a way. Zuko thinks he is stuck trying to fit in a slot he's not made to fit, Toph just punched a hole to make it fit herself because she can and wanted to and who was gonna stop her?

Hope I explained this well enough to get the idea across, sorry if it's nonsensical and rambly I just woke up lol. I'll elaborate if something doesn't make sense. But this is the general idea I had behind why Zuko matches his elemental origin but no one else does. At least no one we've seen in the main Gaang.

#ask #atla centaur au #sorry this ended up kinda long I just wanted to explain the idea as best my half asleep brain could xD #there also probably used to be other dragons out there but not anymoooore for similar “we want all the power” reasons #on the part of the more murderous of the royal family #haven't world built that far yet lol

[sam-loves-seb]

weely tag wednesday

thanks for the tags @energievie @metalheadmickey @deedala !

which character from any media would you like to have as a father? jed bartlet (the west wing)

if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have? probably just a cat tbh i'm not a big animal person (i think they're neat, i just don't really have the desire to own any of them)

what is your Chinese takeout order? pork fried rice and chicken fingers

what's your favourite emoji? this one: ✨

would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house? a home theater. a library would be sick but i read mostly ebooks so i think a theater would get more use out of me.

what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly? Spongebob Squarepants. me and my sister used to watch this every single night with our dad when we were little, but if we wanted to stay up and watch it we had to be all ready for bed by the time it came on

what was your tumblr like when you first joined? it was a lot of reblogs of aesthetic photographs because it was 2012 and i was 14. not long after that tho it turned into a sebastian stan fan blog which is how i got my url, and over time that slowly morphed into the multi fandom madness you see today

what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself? god i don't know, my closet is a little bit of everything because i always wanna try a new style when i see it. i honestly don't think i have an answer for this one, i really do love fashion and my style is constantly changing

if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best? i have no idea. acotar maybe? solely because i've read those books so many times? yeah i guess i'll go with that

what is your favourite piece of art? café terrace at night

do you have a water bottle? what does it look like? i have a light blue wide mouth nalgene water bottle that is covered in stickers and has two friendship bracelets dangling from the cap strap. it's giving major camp counselor vibes.

what fanfic trope is a quiet fave? look, if i go on a quiet hunt for fics tagged aftercare every now and then, that is between me and god so shut the fuck up about it

do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it? nope. i don't have an office bag bc i wfh and on the weekends i absolutely despise carrying a purse. i have one of those phone cases with card slots on the back and it holds everything i could possibly need.

if you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be? sexually i think it'd have to be lip, but if i could platonically ship him with someone i think i'd pick fiona. idk i just think they'd get along better than anyone would think.

what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did? friends to lovers kinda snuck up on me in my adulthood. i used to be very against it as a teen, but now that i'm grown and have actually seen the trope done well in fics and in media, it's one of my favorite tropes of all time.

Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian? yes 100% absolutely and anyone who says otherwise is lying. (did we all see noel's s11 body? we saw the abs right? mans was ripped in the last season even tho the writers like, never showed it, and it is my personal mission to avenge this wrongdoing) i'm kidding about the lying part but yeah, he absolutely can still carry s11 ian, being able to lift his husband is the only reason he still goes to the gym

who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house? debbie. i think carl wanted it, but he already has a gun so he gave it to debbie instead.

tagging: @suchagallabitch @gallawitchxx @callivich @michellemisfit @iansw0rld and anyone else who wants to play !

#weekly tag wednesday #q

[firstelevens]

for Spotify wrapped prompts: Bake-Off AU (duh!!!) + 🎵#19, maybe??

19. Dearly Departed - Shakey Graves ft. Esmé Patterson

In spite of the fact that she's the one calling him, Daisy looks absolutely baffled when Sam answers her video call.

"Why are you sitting in a truck in the dark?"

"Did I hallucinate the texts I sent you a minute ago? Didn't I just explain this to you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't think you were serious," Daisy says, frowning at her phone. "Shouldn't you be at home with Bucky? Don't you guys literally count down the seconds until you get to be in the same city again?"

"That was one time, Daisy, and it was a very specific-" Sam trails off at the look that she gives him. "We had a fight."

"You're always fighting."

"I don't mean we had a silly argument over something; I mean we had a fight."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Was it serious?"

"Yeah."

"Oh."

For a long time, Daisy is quiet, looking in the direction of what Sam can only assume is Daniel, doing something in the kitchen that carries the sound of clinking plates and cutlery across the room to where Daisy sits.

"I don't mean to be pushy," she finally says, "or to repeat myself, but Sam...why are you sitting in a truck in the dark?"

"We literally just-"

"No, I'm asking why you're sitting in a truck in the dark instead of going home to talk to Bucky."

Sam sighs. "I'm pulled up in front of the house."

"Sam."

"I've been here for a while; I just can't make myself go in. I keep thinking, what if we had all these almosts and then we spent a year scrambling for time together and this is how it ends because that wasn't enough? Daisy, what if this is it?"

"Don't let it be," says Daisy. "And don't tell me you don't have that power, because I know you do."

"But how do-"

"I don't know how, but I know it's not happening in the truck. Go inside, Sam," she says, and hangs up before he can argue.

Daisy isn't above texting Bucky to inform him that Sam is sitting in his own driveway in the dark like a creep, so it's pure concern for his own dignity that sends Sam towards the front door.

Bucky's back is to him when he comes in, but Sam doesn't think for a second that Bucky doesn't know he's there: his whole body goes still, like he's braced for catastrophe and doesn't want to set anything off by flinching at the wrong moment.

Sam gently presses the door shut and tosses his keys in the dish by the door, toeing off his shoes and making his way to the kitchen. Bucky still hasn't turned around.

Now that he's closer, Sam can see that he's pressing focaccia into a pan, the sleeve of his borrowed sweatshirt sliding down his arm and getting perilously close to dipping into the herb-flecked dough. Wordlessly, Sam reaches over and pushes up Bucky's right sleeve, folding the cuff over a couple times so it stays up and out of his way.

Bucky relaxes into Sam's touch, canting a little bit in his direction without even lifting his eyes from the pan.

On a hunch, Sam takes a risk and rests his chin on Bucky's shoulder, peering down at the two square pans of dough in front of them. "If these are apology focaccias," he says, "you have to let me go first, because there's no way I can follow freshly baked bread."

For a moment, Bucky is still stiff as a board, but when he finally lets himself lean into Sam's warmth, Sam feels something slot back into place in the center of his chest.

"It's not apology focaccia," Bucky says quietly.

"Oh," says Sam, trying to take it into stride. He'd just been so certain that--

"The bread is for dinner," Bucky continues. "But there's an apology pie in the fridge right now that's definitely gonna be a tough act to follow, so I'll let you go first anyway."

Put a number 1-100 in my inbox along with a ship/character (or an AU) and I will write you a microfic.

#shut up it was SUPPOSED to be a microfic and then these fools ran away with it what was I gonna do #sambucky #sesamestreep #birdhapley #the gbbo au #zainab does ask meme things #spotify wrapped fics #anyway this disagreement is how Sam and Bucky decide that Bucky should move to Delacroix so that's a canon tidbit for interested parties #my fic

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

🎵Disco Elysium, Pt 1

Yellow moss on these stones... they're probably stolen from someone's garden.

ACELE - "Hello again." The girl looks up at you for a moment before turning back to her work.

4. "What are you doing out here in the cold?"

...

2. (Give her your hat.) "Here. You need this more than I do."

ACELE - "Thanks." She puts it on. It's a bit large for her.

Item lost: Amphibian Sports Visor

+5 XP

That had little benefit except giving us a bonus on a check we've already passed, but it made me feel better. And since we bought that hat from Siileng, we could always just go get another one.

🎵 Protorave

EGG HEAD - The large-headed youth has closed his eyes, lost in the music. Sensing you, he opens them...

"Good morning, comrade! Yeaaaaaah!"

"I found this reel of tape, maybe you can use it to hard-up Eyck's jam." (Give him the fixed hawthrone tree tape.)

EGG HEAD - "Yeagh, re-mix time!" His voice booms through the church as he takes the tape and attaches it to the empty reel slot. "Tape goes here -- into deck B." He clicks a switch, the tape starts spinning...

A hand on his ear, he listens to the audio through his headphones, and shouts…

"Wow..." His face lights up with delight. "Did you get this from Arno himself?"

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - A great excitement is bubbling to the surface within him. This is *big*.

"What do you mean?"

"Uh, no, actually I found it tangled up in a hawthorn tree..."

EGG HEAD - "Listen, I'm just going to show it to you... Ready?"

"Ready."

EGG HEAD - "Whooh, hear that?!" He wipes his brow. "The sines match perfectly!"

"Now if only we had the beat for the *full assault*. It would be unbelievably hyper!"

ANDRE - "Intriguing. The way I see it... van Eyck based his remix on some famous original piece. Like, a folk song? Something local. Seems you found an initial part with the main melody."

NOID - "I think it's just happenstance. Chaos in action. Contingencies of our limited existence. That and Egg Head's fantastic talent." He nods to his friend behind the turntables.

INTERFACING [Medium: Success] - Noid's right, Egg Head's technical talent is the key.

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - No, this is definitely part of the same song. Something cut from it. It fits too well.

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - Something *mysterious* is going on here...

"Maybe Arno van Eyck lives around here and just threw a part of his song away, because he thought it was shit?"

"Andre's got it. Sounds like a local song re-mixed."

"I agree with Noid, it's just luck -- *and* Egg Head's incredible mixing skills."

EGG HEAD - "Be how it may -- if it fits, it fits!" He pumps his fist in the air. "Bring up the volume!"

Thought gained: Arno van Eyck

ANDRE - "What about the bass? Do you have any ideas for that?" Andre looks back at you.

NOID - "Yeah, I remember -- you said it needs more bass!"

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT [Medium: Success] - You can't just leave it without a bass track!

"Honestly, nothing springs to my mind right now. But I'll see if I can come up with a solution down the lane." (Proceed with task.)

"I think it's good enough the way it is. Adding that melody has already been a *massive* improvement. It's pretty hard core now." (Finish task.)

EGG HEAD - "You're *THE WARRIOR*! THE WARRIOR OF DANCE MUSIC!"

ANDRE - "Don't be too hard on yourself if you don't figure it out. I think the jam's already pretty ultra."

EGG HEAD - "But it could be hyper, HYPER HARD CORE!"

5. "Alright. Goodbye, Egg Head." [Leave.]

ARNO VAN EYCK

Temporary research bonus: +1 Interfacing Research time: 0h 50m

The question won’t leave you – why did the melody line from a broken and discarded tape fit perfectly into a song played by some speedfreaks in a frozen tent? Can it be a coincidence? Maybe it’s the hand of the Man-Machine himself, in his attempt to craft a perfect song. Maybe Egg Head is actually Arno van Eyck in disguise!? Eyck? Egg? Hmm...

CHURCH DOORS - Heavy wooden doors more than twice your height stand shut in front of you. The rectangular, sea-worn ornamentation appears in stark contrast to the padlock carelessly drilled into the wood.

Open the padlock with the key.

CHURCH DOORS - The lock turns easily. You hear a click as the shackle pops open.

SHIVERS [Challenging: Success] - Feels like electricity and a very small piece of nothingness.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Let's go." The lieutenant nods at you.

+1 Reputation

Pull on the doors...

CHURCH DOORS - A great whoosh of air rushes into the dark innards of the church, as though rushing to fill a great vacuum...

... in the heart of the city.

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #acele #noid #andre #egg head

[livefromphilly]

Sony A7CII Thoughts After Two Months

PROS:

The A7C was already one of my favorite cameras of all time and this improves on it a lot more than I thought when just seeing the specs. The added front dial alone makes it many times easier to control than the older model, and lets me use my typical Sony setup that I’ve grown accustomed to (aperture on front dial, shutter speed on rear dial, and ISO on the scroll wheel). 

This is the quickest operating Sony camera I’ve owned. I think they kind of lulled me into forgetting how fast cameras can be going from off to on and taking photos. The A7RII was slow as heck with each subsequent model I’ve owned getting faster and faster (A7III to A7C to A7RIV). This new Sony is at a level of speed that makes it hard to go back to using the A7RIV which I still own (for now). 

The autofocus is superb. I still haven’t really put it through its paces since I got the camera in the winter and the lack of light plus uncooperative weather has made it tricky to go out and shoot, but from what I have shot it’s nearly flawless. It’s way better than any camera I’ve owned before. It also has some really neat autofocusing modes, like the ability to focus on the eyes of birds. I’m not really around birds close up all that often but it worked really well at an exotic bird place in Jersey I went to recently. 

The camera is 33 megapixels, which is a nice compromise between feeling like it’s sometimes too much (61) or too little (24). 

The in-body image stabilization is really good. It’s certainly the best I’ve used in any camera so far…although to be fair I’ve never used a Nikon/Canon/Fuji/Olympus body with IBIS, only Ricoh (GRIII), Panasonic (GX7 and GX85), and Sony. 

It can lower the shutter when switching lenses so dust doesn’t get in there. Not gonna lie it seems kind of dangerous and something that could potentially damage the shutter, but so far it’s kept the dust out. 

CONS:

The viewfinder isn’t great. I’ve never really been an EVF snob since I’ve been shooting on mirrorless EVFs for over a decade now (I had a V1 back in 2013), but going from the A7RIV to this makes it kind of stick out. I also recently handled an A7RV, which really blows it out the water. With autofocus lenses it’s no problem, but using manual focus lenses is more difficult. On the plus side, it automatically goes into peaking mode when you manually focus, even when using adapted lenses or lenses without electrical contacts. 

The camera only has one card slot. Not a huge dealbreaker considering every other camera I own aside from my A7RIV is the same in that regard. A second slot even if it was a micro would have been great though. A nice thing about the A7RIV is that I’ve never left home without a memory card because even if I forget one there’s always another in there. 

No joystick. Again, not completely necessary but it’s nice to have. Most of my subjects aren’t humans (or animals, or other things that the camera can instinctively detect) so there are plenty of times I want to position the focus point myself. 

Slow flash sync and shutter speed. This camera is like the A7C before it in that it only flash syncs up to 1/160. It also only shoots up to 1/4000.

Still don't love the flip screen because it makes quick waist-level shooting a pain in the ass. I wish they went with the A7RV style screen.

Speaking of, all the new perks on this camera make me want to use it a ton more than my A7RIV, but it also makes me want to get an A7RV. Maybe I'll sell my X100V since the prices are nuts right now...

SAMPLE PHOTOS:

Sony 85mm f/1.8 | ISO: 250, f/2.8, 1/125 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 100, f/1.8, 1/160 sec

Sony 85mm f/1.8 | ISO 5000, f/1.8, 1/50 sec

Tamron 20-40mm f/2.8 @ 20mm | ISO 3200, f/2.8, 1/125 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 100, f/2, 1/160 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 12800, f/2, 1/50 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 100, f/2.2, 1/640 sec

Tamron 20-40mm f/2.8 @ 32mm | ISO 320, f/2.8, 1/20 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 100, f/1.8, 1/500 sec

Tamron 20-40mm f/2.8 @ 37mm | ISO 800, f/2.8, 1/40 sec

Sony 24mm f/1.4 GM w/ K&F Concept Black Diffusion 1/4 Filter | ISO 8000, f/1.4, 1/50 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 250, f/1.8, 1/125 sec

Sony Zeiss 55mm f/1.8 | ISO 250, f/2, 1/125 sec

Tamron 20-40mm f/2.8  @ 20mm | ISO 400, f/2.8, 1/40 sec

Sony 24mm f/1.4 GM | ISO 8000, f/1.6, 1/50 sec

Tamron 20-40mm f/2.8 @ 20mm | ISO 100, f/2.8, 1/320 sec

#Informal Reviews of Cameras #Cameras #Sony #Sony A7CII

[onlyseokmins]

cold hands, warm heart • l.s.m.

ok but i've always associated seokmin with warmth just bc of his personality and bc i want to believe he'd be absolutely delicious to cuddle with 😳

but like now i'm thinking what if he's like me? what if his hands are super cold. like you know the saying "cold hands, warm heart"? hm, ok, so stick w/ me. also idk what came over me. sorry! lmk if i need to add warnings cuz I'm just too lazy rn this is messily written hahaaa also here are some great pics (that aren't mine) thx to the bestie wife to quell your thirst and love (forgive) me for this :D also i have more thx to her (she's better than google lbr) so you can just ask us nicely ig :3 now i go back to finishing smth w/ mingyu 🤪 minors dni I'll eat you 😠

it's always a jolt to the system when his fingers touch any part of your body. some occasions are better than others, like when you're hot during the miserable summer days. he might be the worst bed buddy during winter (like let's not even talk about his cold feet under the blankets 😭) but ofc there are methods to dull the chilling sensation.

sometimes it's licking his fingers like a popsicle, swirling your warm tongue around his icy fingertips until he deems they are good enough to properly touch you. this prolly goes on for longer than needed. but when he's praising you the whole time, telling you how good you are for him and running his other hand down your cheek, it's hard not to suck on that one too.

but if he's feeling a lil mean, he's sliding a cold, long finger into any one of your warm holes with zero remorse. zero preparation. it doesn't matter how much you whine, if you're too whiny he's just gonna keep shoving another one in until you're completely filled up. by then his fingers will be nice and warm, he reckons.

occasionally you're concerned. like for his health. you ok, buddy? can he even feel his fingers? what if he has hypothermia or smth. ofc seokmin finds it endearing cuz there's always an easy excuse to hold hands. likes how you admire the veins decorating them.

if he's feeling a lil feisty, he'll slot one between your thighs when you're out with friends. not too indecently. just one hand casually splayed out on your thigh, the friend group making fun of his "possessiveness".

they tease how you're trembling faintly, familiar with seokmin's ice-cold hands on a number of rude pranks. you giggle along ofc to save face. mumbling smth abt how you're his personal handwarmer and everyone laughs at how cute the two of you are. Unbeknownst at how you actually do it.

bc you're recalling every other time his hand has been there. how it's trailed up to touch your clit. rub your folds. you're already aching and he hasn't done a single thing. but he knows. squeezing ever so gently, smiling at you innocently but you see that lil mischievous lip bite.

you know he's gonna take you home, hand never leaving that position the whole way back in his car. maybe he'll torture you even further by deciding to take the public transportation bc he's "too drunk" even though everyone has not seen him take a single sip of alcohol.

but he's definitely drunk on you. when you hide your face in his neck as his other hand slides under your blouse and you can already feel the goosebumps and your nipples perking up. it's a good thing you're wearing a padded bra or the nice old granny complimenting what a pretty couple you make is gonna think you're a pervert.

seokmin's not gonna do anything that exposes the two of you too much. he keeps his hand hidden down by your back, letting you smile and talk to the sweet old lady the whole ride home. no one notices how you're slightly shifting in your seat, pressed up as close as can be to his side when he naughtily cups your ass.

he only responds with polite hums and nods, a blinding smile when needed in the conversation. too busy dreaming about how wet your pretty lil cunt will be when you arrive at home. wondering if he'll be able to control himself long enough to undress and make it to the bedroom. he thinks not when he sees how much you're wobbling once you get off at the stop and you're not even wearing heels.

teasing you how he hardly did a thing. and you're just cutely glaring like you'll actually get mad at him. as if you could. bc he treats you so so nicely, instantly sliding into you the minute the door's closed to your cozy lil apartment. filling you up just like you wanted hours ago. thank god his dick is never cold.

it's sweet torture. at the restaurant, the barely-there-but-totally-enough foreplay, and the way he makes you feel so full. humiliatingly flattered when he lets out a swear word as you gaze up at him through half-lidded eyes, one finger in his mouth as he's pounding into you below. his other hand is clasped with yours, gently squeezing and truly intimate while the one that was in your mouth obscenely departs with a trail of saliva connected. the both of you groan when he uses another finger, one that's not warmed by you and bitterly cold, to rub against your clit.

he loves the lil hiss from your lips that are swollen from kissing and biting. adores the saturating wetness and heat that meets his fingertips below. mind-blown when you accept his finger back into your mouth to lick your own juices off of it.

you're perfect in every single way to him and he tells you in a low voice. praise upon praise falls from his lips until you shut him up with a hard kiss as you clench just as hard around his cock. letting him know with a breathless whisper that he's just as perfect. that sets off his release in you, a different warmth painting your insides. With a chuckle, he claims that he's just lucky. lucky to be with you.

his hands and feet are cold even after a hot shower. you grumble and complain that he is lucky you love him when he snuggles close, cuddles be damned if he's just gonna be an ice teddy bear. but there's no pushing away when he suggests you warm him up again and again and again.

yeah but don't worry, there's no way you're touching his feet up. ever.

onlyseokmins: cold hands, warm heart 2022 ©

#ez.creates #dk smut #dokyeom smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin smut #kpop smut #lee seokmin smut #Lee dokyeom smut #svt.smut

[heartofspells]

Masterpost

@wolfstarmicrofic

Prompt: match

Kissing Remus is nothing like what Sirius had expected in the brief moments he'd thought about it without even admitting it to himself. He'd thought there'd be a bright flash of light, colors bursting behind his vision, something electrifying sparking inside him. And maybe that's all there, but it's still not the same.

Instead, it's soft, a gentle press of lips. It's skin snagging and catching from dampness, an exhaled breath, like the smallest of sighs. Everything dulls around him except Remus and himself, connected in the places he's been staring at for weeks now, mapping with his eyes. There's a fire flickering to life somewhere in his chest, heat spreading outwards, trickling through his veins like rainwater on a summer day, warm and just right everywhere it touches. It's a searing ache Sirius never wants to end, Remus the match striking against roughened sandpaper, raised in spots, chipped in others, those imperfections slotting together and making something whole that engulfs them.

When Remus pushes him away with a gentle touch, Sirius resists for a second, not wanting to leave, unable to break from it all until his brain catches up. He separates reluctantly, mouth parted slightly as he stares down at those lips that are the smallest amount too pink now, lovely and special and inviting him back in for more.

"Sirius, don't," pleads Remus, his voice catching and cracking. "Please don't. You have no idea what you're doing."

Sirius stares at him silently for a few seconds before he shakes his head. He shifts on the bed, lifting up until he's on his knees, still leaning over Remus, eyes searching his face, lighting on those freckles he wants to kiss individually until he knows how they each taste on his tongue.

"Don't ever tell me something like that," he murmurs, a teasing edge entering his tone. "It's like a challenge. I'll always prove you wrong."

Remus only seems to retreat further at the words instead of pulling closer, and Sirius frowns. He reaches up, fingers stretching out towards the skin of the other man's cheek, but Remus catches his wrist before he can touch.

"I'm a monster, Sirius," he says, no emotion in the words, like it's being masked, Sirius able to see the self-hatred in his brown eyes.

"Why would you ever think that?"

"Because it's true. Werewolf, monster. They're one in the same. Synonymous." Remus' mouth twists again, lips wobbling before he manages to gain control over it, features smoothing out to neutrality. "You don't want this. Me. You don't want me."

Sirius shakes Remus' grip loose as gently as he can, wrapping the fingers of both his hands around the other man's face and holding firm. "Don't tell me what I want, Remus, and don't call yourself a monster. You're anything but that." Sirius pauses, words catching in his throat and sticking before he dislodges them enough to speak. "Do you not want me?" he questions quietly, pulling back a bit, but Remus catches him before he can retreat too far, warm hand around the back of Sirius' neck, urging him closer again, and Sirius goes willingly, noses nearly touching.

"That's not – " begins Remus, breaking off for a second. "I didn't say that, but this isn't the simplest of situations, Sirius."

"Because you're falling for a ghost," states Sirius, his head tilting to the side unabashedly.

Remus' lips twitch at their corners, a tiny motion but enough to hint at his twinge of amusement. "I thought you said you weren't a ghost, just like you said I'm not a monster."

Sirius smirks. "Agree to disagree, then," he counters. "It changes nothing, not for me, but if it – if it is – " Sirius falters for a moment, stumbling over what he's trying to say. "It's not a normal situation, so if it is for you, I…I understand. You're still here, still breathing and moving and living your life. You're still connected. I don't even exist, not really, and if that's – "

He doesn't get to finish his thought, Remus suddenly jerking him down. Their mouths meet again, and Sirius can't resist falling into the kiss, his hands gripping around the other man's face, fingers splaying down the sides of his neck, touching every section of skin he can reach without moving. His breath escapes him even as his lungs struggle for oxygen, their chests knocking together and pressing, holding.

"This is madness," whispers Remus, lips moving against Sirius' own, the hand on the back of his neck not allowing him to shift away again, not that Sirius would be trying even if it wasn't in its current position. Sirius smiles down at him, and Remus' brow furrows. "What?"

Sirius chuckles faintly, kissing Remus again, snagging his bottom lip between his own briefly before releasing it with a hum. "S'pose now might be the right time to tell you that I've always been considered more than a little mad," he supplies a bit breathlessly.

Remus stares up at him, unblinking for a drawn-out moment before his head is falling back, laughter spilling over his dancing tongue. Sirius watches it move inside his mouth, joining in with him, deep chuckles shuddering through his chest as he settles down beside Remus, stretching out to match his length, legs tangling as much as they're able through the blankets, the other man's arm draping over Sirius' back. They keep laughing for some time before Sirius swallows the sound with another exploring kiss.

#these days of dying #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius x remus #sirius/remus #wolfstarmicrofic #my writing #my microfics #holli writes

[pyromaniac-cyndaquil]

Hey! I saw that you were playing random pmd and had shiny celebi/popplio as your starters? I was wondering if you set those yourself or got really lucky with the randomizer?

(Also, does a randomizer work on your expanded starters mod? I don’t remember if it did or not and I can’t find a post saying what the verdict was ^^;)

Either way it’s always a joy to see your randomizer posts on my timeline! It really brightens my day every time just cause I see how excited YOU are about it ^-^ I hope you’re having fun with it!

Awww thanks so much! :D Really glad you're enjoying it 💜

I got really lucky with celebi, but added popplio as a starter manually myself! This was actually a randomizer I started playing sometime last year and stopped when scarlet and violet came out. I'd edited vanilla eos to add popplio (with fanmade sprites I found on the-spriters-resource that I edited slightly to have diagonals and other things missing from all the sheets the heroes use, plus portraits I made myself). Never shared the ROM bc it didn't feel right to make it public with those sprites, but with the sprite repository being a thing now I was able to use sprites from that in my expanded sky mod and not feel bad about it :D

Me and my friend are planning to play a randomizer soul link of eos soon and we wanted to use expanded sky so I've been testing randomizing it with... Kinda sad results. The romhack makes use of a script mod that takes a bunch of dummy data (or something????) and turns it into like 1000 or so extra slots for pokemon, so I installed that and added all the starters as new. Skytemple randomizer on the other hand, gives you a checklist on pokemon you wanna randomize (most selected by default) that only goes up to the standard amount vanilla eos would have.

Planning to circumvent this for our soul link though so if anyone wants to know how: you can pass expanded sky into skytemple randomizer as normal, save the .nds, then open the now randomized rom in skytemple. Go to lists>starters and then just replace whichever starters you wanna swap in the list with the new ones!

The randomizer also doesn't seem to acknowledge the fairy gummi slot either, so you probably won't be able to find those manually. I'm not really sure where to tweak in the files to get those though lol, maybe something in the dungeons could work but I'll edit this when I know lol

#anonymous #love seeing people enjoy the randomizer :] trying to finish it so i can play all the other games i started then stopped #so it always makes me happy with ppl like my liveblogging of it hfhfhffhfh #wondermail

[lingocurio]

Oh! My imaginary trip to the Azores started yesterday, on March 29th! I've been busy and forgot!

Looks like it's been raining for the past two days, so perhaps I would have cancelled the sunset cruise on the 29th and the village barbecue on the 30th. I would have gotten a 50% refund if I cancelled up to 24 hours before the start of the excursions, and a full refund up to 48 hours before. Hopefully I would have been smart enough to check the weather forecast in the days before I left Canada on the 28th and made the call to cancel.

The forecast is still rainy for March 31 and Apr 1, so perhaps I'll shuffle my itinerary around a bit. The volcanic caves tour is a good excursion for a rainy day as it's essentially underground. I have it booked for the 1st anyway, so that's perfect.

I have the west Terceira & cheese tasting tour scheduled for the 31st, but that tour involves a lot of walking and enjoying panoramic views, so pehaps that would be better enjoyed on a less rainy day. I can reschedule that for the 4th.

That leaves me with the 5th and the village barbecue. Unfortunately, the barbecue is available on every day except the 5th. The west coast tour is also not available on the 5th, so I can't just switcheroo those two around.

Here's what I'll do though. I'll reschedule the whale watching tour for the morning of the 2nd. There are three time-slots per day, and the first one goes out at 8:30am. The tour is about 3 hours long, which means we should be back in town by noon. The east coast tour has two time-slots: 10am and 2pm. There are still spots available for the 2pm tour, so I'll book that one. I'll be back from the whale watching with time to spare for a light lunch and a rest before the east coast tour begins.

Now that I've rescheduled whale watching, I have the 3rd open. I'll book the village barbecue for then.

The only thing left is the sunset cruise. I can book that for the evening of the 4th.

Then I can still rent a bike on the 5th and go exploring on my own.

On the 6th I fly to São Miguel.

See how handy it was to add a couple of "floater" days into the schedule? The weather tried to sabotage my week in Terceira but it's all good.

Now what about those rainy days on the 30th & 31st? Am I just going to sit in my hotel room for two days?

Well, rainy days are perfect museum days! The Angra do Heroismo museum is just steps away from my accommodations. There's another museum called Palaçio dos Capitães Generais that is also just steps away. If I'm tired of museums, I can go to an art gallery. There's one called Magma Atelier that is--you guessed it--just steps away.

You know where else is a fun place to go on rainy days? The public library! The Angra do Heroismo public library is just a few more steps away but not very far either. It's about a 15-minute walk from my accommodations.

So that should keep me busy enough for a couple of days. In the evenings I could perhaps venture out and find a nearby pub or bar to have a drink and maybe even meet some locals or fellow-travellers.

Good thing I hypothetically packed my rain boots and a rain poncho!

#azores #terceira #Angra do Heroismo #portugal #portugal travel #trip planning #budget travel #travel #itinerary #museum #art gallery #public libraries #rainy day

[septembersghost]

This may be stupid/impossible but can you put the album in chronological order for me? I'm trying to figure out each story and where it should go 😵

in chronological order of when they happened in her life? 😅 maybe! i'll try to tie in other songs as touchstones too, though there are far more than just what i'll mention.

you're on your own, kid spans her entire career

2. midnight rain (this is a guess, but it sounds like someone she knew very young, and reminiscing about that small town feeling, the "normal" life she gave up, we could say debut-fearless, i've seen it connected to the way i loved you, and to the story of 'tis the damn season/dorothea from evermore)

3. would've, could've, should've (preceding speak now era, connected to dear john and the story of us, jm)

4. bigger than the whole sky (this is me taking a shot in the dark only because this and the previous song are linked lyrically - "what would've been, could've been, what should've been you," in my head is her mourning herself, because that's how it speaks to *me*, and how i grieve myself. there are dozens of different interpretations of this song and we're probably all wrong, but i like them as a devastatingly heartbreaking pair, so.)

5. maroon (red era, jg, it's literally just. it's all of the heartbreak and yearning and quiet anger that exist on red as a whole record, but darker.)

6. question...? (1989 era, hs, interpolates out of the woods, also very i wish you would and all you had to do was stay)

7. bejeweled (post 1989/pre-reputation era, ch, i'm smacking the next person who misinterprets this as anything having to do with her current life with a glove, he was stifling her and dimming her shine)

8. high infidelity (pre-reputation era, ch, possibly reflective of tolerate it, and ivy tbh, from this point all love songs are about joe, who is mentioned here, "he brought me back to life," which very briefly connects to gorgeous and paper rings)

9. glitch (pre-rep, connected imho to so it goes... and cruel summer and cowboy like me)

10. snow on the beach (pre-rep, but i'm not 100% sure of this placement, i'm only putting it here because of the feeling of delicate, and falling in love at the same time vibes seeming like early on, glimmers of long story short and cornelia street as well)

11. labyrinth (pre-rep but to me also spans time, she's initially afraid of losing him here, maybe linked to dancing with our hands tied, but he turns the plane around, which is very evermore)

12. hits different (pre-rep, i think? also some gold rush vibes. feels like it leads into the next)

13. the great war (i assume also pre-rep, possibly connected to lover's the archer and afterglow)

14. anti-hero (since this is taylor about herself and her insecurities, i'm just slotting it here due to what happened, and her snake hiss in, "everybody agreesssss," but it isn't specific to one moment)

15. paris (reputation, because they were somewhere else, and she wasn't bothered by any news)

16. lavender haze (lover, also spans time though, including the past - the haze is mentioned in TGW - and reaches the present, a little i think he knows, a little call it what you want, a little daylight)

17. vigilante shit (gonna say lover era when she decided to re-record, could also be more recent, see: mad woman)

18. mastermind (reputation-lover-present, invisible string on purpose)

19. karma (reputation-lover-present, u know we love a london boy)

20. sweet nothing (rep/lover-folklore-present, it's peace and it's daylight)

21. dear reader (as the closer, spans time to the present like yoyok)

and now looking at this tracklist, even though some of it is estimates, this looks like a fabulous album and i'm going to have to listen to it in this order 👀💖

#this was such an interesting question anon i hope i did okay and that this helps what you were asking! #taylor swift #midnights #anonymous #letterbox

[gravedangerahead]

8,11, and 20 for the book asks!

All questions here

8. what is the first book you remember reading yourself?

Two of my earliest favorites were Pippi Longstocking and O Fantástico Mistério de Feiurinha, although I probably read this pretty little collection with 5 or 6 fairy tale books that my grandma gave me before that, sice they were way shorter.

Out of those books the Pippi trilogy are the only ones I still own, which is a shame.

11. what non-fiction books do you like if any?

I used to have a lot of difficulty finishing whole non-fiction books, and the first one I remember finishing with eagerness and enjoyment was Angela Davis' Women, Race and Class. I was only supposed to read one chapter for an elective in college but it was amazing so I just kept going.

This year I actually read a few non-fiction books, maybe now that I'm not in college any more that non-fiction slot of my brain was freed for books of my choosing. I read more of the amazing Angela Davis (Freedom is a Constant Struggle in January and Are Prisons Obsolete last month).

I read a couple of things about Brazilian politics. Sabrina Fernandes is an ecosocialist and Ailton Krenak is an indigenous intellectual. I wanna read more by both. I definitely need to read way more about politics, I'm really clueless about it.

And possibly my favorite book of the year was The Dawn of Everything by David Graeber and David Wengrow, which is a book about pre-history written by an archeologist and an anthropologist, gathering the last few decades of research in their fields to go up against the myths we perpetuate about (pre)history and human nature. It shows how diverse and changeable human societies have always been and how we've always had the capacity for political imagination and to thoughtfully and deliberately change the way we live (for better or for worse). Humans were always human, infinitely complex, and not a caricature of pure naive good or violent chaotic evil that serves as convenient origin story for humanity today.

You know how before reading this I was already banging on about how much I hate the Hobbes vs. Rousseau divide that's still prevalent in people's beliefs, and the idea that there's one set human nature, either good and selfless or evil and self-centered. The authors also counter that but, you know, in an actually coherent, well founded way.

The book also goes into how much American Indigenous thought influenced our current ideas about freedom, equality and democracy, and their intellectual contributions get dismissed as just Europeans lying and projecting onto a "noble savage" figure. People in the Americas did in fact have a lot thoughts, criticisms and theories about European society and their own once they came into contact, and Europeans did have their world view impacted by them, although frequently in trying to dismiss their criticism more than accept it.

I'm really going way beyond the question here, right? Sorry lol

I started reading Debt: The First 5,000 Years, also by David Graeber, and really enjoyed it, but it was really expensive so I haven't bought it yet, after finishing the sample. I do have a PDF, but that's bad for reading the footnotes, and I really, really love footnotes, I wanna read all of them as I go.

20. what are things you look for in a book?

I'm mostly drawn to characters and prose first, themes second, and plot and world building third. Characters that I care about or am interested in and/or beautiful language will get me through basically anything. It's okay if nothing makes sense, I'll just vibe.

See: This is How You Lose the Time War and Água-Viva / The Stream of Life by Clarisse Lispector.

Lolita is another example, I guess, since the language and caring about Dolores gets me through the horrors.

Also why I'm absolutely obsessed with Machado de Assis. Beautiful language and endlessly fascinating characters that I hate and adore.

#answered asks #ask game #Rapha rambles #a lot #book asks #literature #I'm sorry I never learned how to be brief #long post

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

THE WILD ROBOT, the new Chris Sanders animated adventure from DreamWorks - adapted from Peter Brown's book series, finally carries a rock-solid official release date, and it's one a lot of us were suspecting for a while:

September 20, 2024...

Nice to see a DreamWorks movie actually get a concrete release date. Everything else is still weirdly up in the air. *But* it's actually good to get the date when you KNOW you're going to make it, otherwise, you're just whetting the mouths of investors. It appears the movie is full speed ahead, and the only thing that could possibly upset its final months of production is a possible animators/VFX strike when the Animation Guild contract is up in July. Maybe the movie will be finished by then? Who knows.

Anyways, it's probably smart that they locked the date around this time, instead of saying 2-3 years out that it's going to be released on a very specific date... And that's how you get the "c'mon, whaaaa?" when, say, Pixar delays something for a full year and a half. DreamWorks movies moved back years tons of times, they're quieter nowadays on what's on the horizon. If it were like 2013-times, we'd see a slate that goes up to 2028 and would be stacked to the brim with titles.

We don't even know if half of the titles DreamWorks announced were the works over the past 3-5 years are still even happening. THE WILD ROBOT announcement came right out of nowhere, throwing off *any* predictions I might've had about what the 2024 not-sequel movie from them would be. (I previously predicted RONAN BOYLE, from director Fergal Reilly.)

While there are rumblings of Universal/DreamWorks releasing movies on specific dates, some of which are unsourced as far as I'm concerned, the Universal website is up to date and only lists the studio's two 2024 movies. Nothing is hard-set for 2025 and beyond.

So... Anyways, fantastic news!

On the other hand...

Either Walt Disney Animation Studios is buckling up for an animator/vfx strike, or they are set to do some course-correction...

They appear to be, via an updated release schedule, skipping 2024 altogether. This comes from a pretty reliable scooper, but I want to take it with a grain of salt 'til the trades themselves or Disney say something:

Now, it could be a small error, because Pixar's Disney+ series WIN OR LOSE is entirely absent from the list... and this list includes a bunch of undated Disney+ shows... and that series is supposed to be out next year... Plus... There are some typing errors here and there, too, and usually Disney's theatrical slates are just for theatrical - no streaming. The presentation here isn't clean: There are some hyphens next to titles, no hyphens at all, some that are a combination of two. Usually the Disney slates have a nice clean presentation. Like this, for example...

I know, the example I used is very outdated, I'm just illustrating a point. So yeah, it could very well be fake...

But, given how STRANGE WORLD and WISH turned out at the box office, maybe course-correction is happening at that studio. Whatever that may look like... Evaluation on why the last two films didn't connect? The way they were released? Jennifer Lee stepping down as CCO? Less baby-ifying their movies during test screenings? I don't know. Whatever decision they make, I don't work there, I can't protest it, but I'll probably have my piece to say on here lol.

Either way, if true, that'll be a historic skip. Disney Animation only missed fall 2020 by a hair because of COVID-19, RAYA AND THE LAST DRAGON would've been a Thanksgiving release that year but ended up opening in March 2021, sharing the year with the studio's fall title ENCANTO. So that's more of a world circumstances-driven thing than a creative/management one.

Disney Animation sat 2015 and 2017 out, as Pixar put out two those years: One in the summer, and one in WDAS' usual Thanksgiving slot. WDAS released two films in 2016 (ZOOTOPIA and MOANA), and they were *supposed* to release two in 2018 as well, but only released one: RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET. So that was a gap right there.

But ever since MEET THE ROBINSONS in 2007, they try to get one out a year, and typically in the Thanksgiving slot. The two exceptions were THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG (an inexplicable early December release, should've went to Thanksgiving instead that OLD DOGS movie, could've probably had more ground to run) and WINNIE THE POOH. (spring in Europe, in the summer against HARRY POTTER 8 in North America) But they don't always have to aim for that frame, and I think that sometimes hinders them. And as STRANGE WORLD and WISH show, it's not always a lucrative time to open something. If audiences don't want to see it, the choice of release date really does not matter.

But again, we'll see. I'd like them to take a breather and figure out how the next of batch of films will be, but I'll wait til official word gets out on this...