#rather than using tags to shy away from making posts!!

[48787]

I've learned just how much I appreciate "Decentralization" Not the shitty fucking crypto bro "Yooo dude if we just do the fetishization of capital harder it'll surely be decentralized, surely we just need to do it harder bro" kinda shit But the idea that like, even if the systems that maintain the standards that maintain social power/value of certain things we care about goes under (Whether through bankruptcy, lack of resources, lack of userbase, etc) I will still be able to maintain the personal value I find or have already found through relying on those systems. So it would be better if those systems were more easily able to be opted out of to make that transition smoother if/when it happens and so I can maintain my own personal standards!! (Not fetishizing individualism, just saying that I am an individual person who wants to be able to force my own standards to be applicable to my own life. This very much is in support of giving power to the workers forced to use these systems the power to more easily destroy the systems they work within if they need to and force their own social standards to become the new system. All my posts are attempts at corrupting your mind with commie brain washing, you must understand this because once you do you might begin to accept this as well)

I've been thinking about swapping from Discord over to Matrix for a little while now for this exact reason but didn't know just how far reaching it applied. It contextualizes why I wanted to swap over to firefox much more aptly rather than just doing it because I simply hated chromium. I wanted more. It also makes be better appreciate tumblr, and why I felt so able to actually commit to a social meda for once. It's because the blog is my own and I always have the export button right in front of me. If I don't like my blog, I can make a new one. If I don't like tumblr I can leave tumblr and still have my blog (just without the value of being able to reach a wider audience... which I didn't even want to begin with!!! I just wanted an audience and I already have that with my friends and current mutuals!!! I don't care about audience growth, I'd rather deeper entrench the social investments I already have made in the social entities I enjoy). And since I'm no longer worried about this being my entire being (No longer fetishizing social media), I am no longer worried about this being my own shot at having a blog, I can take more risks!!

I can see posts my wife sends me where she's like "I don't know if I can reblog this or not" and say "No you totally can if you want, in fact I want to so I'm going to reblog it right now" and it pushes both me and her to be more honestly depraved with each other, which is lovely!! It lets me show off that honest depravity with people who are okay with seeing it more easily too!! It's just super liberating and I would only be able to feel this way if escape was possible and I have a safety net insuring I can make sure that net continues to exist and continues to widen. Sure, it requires a certain amount of tech literacy, a certain amount of economic literacy, a metric shit ton of political and class literacy, and at least one other person willing to help me, but hey I have all those things so I know my net will work for me!! Anyway, this was just more agency-posting. If you are empathizing, sympathizing, or are envious I'd recommend starting by figuring out what you want your safety net to capture, why you want that to be able to be captured, what happens if you're wrong (not if you're wrong, just what would happen first), and then whether or not your current net actually does or doesn't already capture what you want it to so you know where to put your focus into!!

And if you want advice for where to start on that I highly recommend at least skimming Das Kapital (Or just Capital or Capital: A Critique of Political Economy or whatever you know it as, labels are meaningless beyond the meaning we want them to have, as long as you know that I'm talking about Marx's economic analysis book that's fine) and coming to an understanding of what value is and what money is and how they are not linked. That's what allowed me to get this far, and I think if more people were able to not only unlink their personal value from money but also take steps to limit their own desires and pursuing of capital to better focus on their "real" value more and more people would be able to be "this far" as well!

#pretentious wannabe art student posting #long fucking post #yippie peace through tyranny!! #for my wife #Not all these tags fit but they *kind of* fit so I want to use them as what tags are actually for (Sorting and fetching later) #rather than using tags to shy away from making posts!! #Fuck you!! This entire website is for me!!! HAhaAA!!!

[moneyndior]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you, baby!⋄ 𓍯

…in which, luke introduces percy to the, in your humble opinion, best zeus kid.

tags/warnings: luke x gn!reader, reader is inspired by mcu! thor, blubbly-ish reader who kinda like teases luke back, reader is mentioned to have a certain pull factor to them, established relationship-ish, reader is mentioned to have mjolnir, reader has lighting powers, kinda seen through percy's eyes.

ೃauthor notes..⁀➷: tumblr csn u be normal for once thank you. just let me post ny shit in PEACE THANK YOU.

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"and this, percy, is y/n. child of zeus."

"you're the kid that killed that monster? oh my gods, hi!"

you greeted, grinning from ear to ear. percy thought this was a lovely change of pace from the normal greets he's gotten so far.

he got a small, shy yet awkward smile on his face. percy waved slightly, only lifting his forearm. percy wanted to ask more about you being the child or zeus, but his thoughts got quickly cut off.

"why don't i get a greeting like that?"

percy heard luke ask behind him. even though he couldn't see the brunette-the grin on his face was obvious from his tone.

you got an offended look on your face, brows pinched together.

"you totally do!"

percy pierced his lips together as he realized what was gonna be happening. he was gonna be in the middle of you two bickering. he sighed as luke spoke up with a chuckle in his voice,

"yeah, i guess."

he took a step forward, ruffling your hair before resting a hand on your shoulder. percy shifted his weight left to right before speaking up, cutting luke off mid-sentence.

"what's it like being the child of zeus?"

percy liked your reaction —like you've been waiting to talk about this. and for some odd reason, so did lukes. expect his was like he was ready to talk about you rather than zeus.

"y/n's the best fighter around. other than me."

"stop it."

you elbowed luke's side, putting a quick end to him boosting his own ego.

"i think it's pretty cool! i love using lightin',it's so pretty. like-i got this hammer, right? and,"

even though you managed to talk percy's ear off, he didn't seem to mind. he quite liked hearing you ramble even if he wasn't in the mood for it. you had a certain aura to change it.

luke just seemed to like hearing you talk. he looked at you like you personally made lighting itself, like you're the one making the sun rise and set. he looked at you as if you put everyone else to shame with just a smile.

"can i see the hammer?"

"you wouldn't want to. you can’t even pick it up."

"i'll show it whenever i'm training next."

you spoke immediately after luke, putting on a smile as a finger extended out toward his arm, a spark of lighting emitting from it.

he hissed in pain for a second, rubbing his arm as luke looked over to you. percy chuckled, enjoying seeing you use your powers.

luke nodded once, basically telling him to start walking to their next place of interest. percy begrudgingly obliged, but not before sneaking a little glance over to what was happening between the two of you.

luke was hovering over you, leaning forward, your faces almost touching. he had a hand on your hip, the other in his pocket. you two were giggling, sparks at your feet.

quickly—you went on the tips of your toes, kissing his cheek before waving him off, walking away to the kids in the aphrodite kids who were oo-ing.

luke had a hand on his cheek as he rushed to percy's side. sure, he was a little flustered and sure it costed him a little bit of his reputation..but who cares?

#luke castellan x reader #percy jackson x reader #luke castellan blurb #luke castellan imagine

[sleepingdeath-light]

wally smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (17/06/23)

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; sfw | nsfw

character(s) ; wally darling (standard vers)

outline ; “Can I get Wally x reader nsfw hcs?

I'm 22 btw (also yea props to clown for finding away to allow nsfw while also being able to avoid it if they want)”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, assumed human-accurate anatomy

note ; please block the ‘playfellowxxx’ tag if you don’t want to see any nsfw content for this fandom — it’s the tag created by clown for this exact purpose

additional note ; before anyone asks about it; i am using the main ‘x reader’ tags for this post because they are necessary for navigation/filtering as well as accurate to the content itself (it is x reader after all). blocking the ‘playfellowxxx’ tag will stop nsfw content (that’s tagged correctly) from popping up for anyone who doesn’t want to see it — i know this because this is how i got rid of o/c and other squicky fics in the x reader tags i follow lol. it’s also why i have a universal blog tag.

so, yeah, stay safe and block any tags you want to avoid.

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

very sexually inexperienced before you but he’s a quick learner and adapts well to your needs/desires in the bedroom based on your feedback and your reactions

leans more towards soft dominance — the sort that involves taking care of his partner rather than actively being domineering and aggressive

that being said he’s happy to top or bottom depending on your preference

i guess that makes him kind of a service top?

mostly prefers vanilla sex with the occasional dip into kinkier territory — but always makes use of a consent system so that you have every possible opportunity to back out (and so does he)

it’s probably an adapted version of the traffic light system

he’s pretty traditional in regards to positions and will usually default to missionary — but could probably be convinced to test out standing sex or riding

unlikely to initiate sex unless it’s established that you’re needy but too shy to initiate yourself

average to low libido, which means that most of your sexual encounters will be him getting you off before going back to whatever he was doing beforehand

related to the above point: his love language is acts of service which lends itself heavily to your sex life

not loud per say but he is vocal, quietly praising and encouraging you as he pleasures you — occasionally asking how you’re feeling, what you want and if he’s okay to touch you there

the terms he frequents the most are ‘beautiful’, ‘you’re doing so well’, ‘that’s it’ and ‘is this okay?’

also enjoys receiving praise and depending on your position he’ll either pause and fluster or he’ll beam and thank you for it — though either way his cheeks and ears and neck will be going from yellow to pinkish

big fan of more decorative scenes/kinks — of which he has many paintings hung around your second bedroom (which has become something of a makeshift playroom)

so things like: lingerie/leathers/latex/corsets, suspension, decorative bondage, etc.

prefers to use softer materials rather than rope to tie you up in the moment — but if you’re just modelling for a painting then he’ll relent and use the traditional rope and chains

also enjoys body worship — both giving and receiving

though if you’re especially soft and genuine in your appreciation for him and his body then this poor puppet is going to melt and become putty in your hands

king of aftercare and will make sure that you’re physically and mentally sound even if you only got as far as a messy makeout session

doesn’t like pushing you and is very aware of your limits, which means that overstimulation and the like are very unlikely to pop up

though accidents do happen and there have certainly been moments where he’s gotten a tad overzealous and overstimulated you to the point of tears — but he was incredibly apologetic and made sure to take care of you properly after the fact

not really the sort to use specific names in bed (like master, for example) because he’s the sort to value intimacy over kink — the furthest he might go is carrying through pet names from outside of the bedroom (‘love’, ‘sweetheart’ or ‘darling’)

not into traditional marking but gets terribly flustered if he notices that you’ve left lipstick stains on his body

would be up for painting you nude — be that portraying your body on a canvas or using your body as a canvas — as a type of foreplay (though he wouldn’t know how to ask howdy for body safe paints)

a lot more sexually sensitive than he lets on — particularly in regards to his chest and his inner thighs (but this would only ever come up if you convince him to let you take care of him as a treat)

#sleepingdeath #playfellowxxx #minors dni #minors fuck off #minors don’t touch #smut #smut hcs #welcome home x reader #welcome home smut #wally darling x reader #wally darling smut #gender neutral reader

[angelltheninth]

MCU Characters Having a Crush

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Loki, Natasha Romanoff, Stephen Strange, Kate Bishop, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Shang-Chi x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, crushes, dating, confessions, hand holding, gentle kisses, pining

A/N: The MCU has so many character to be crushing on, I can't possibly write them all in one post. But I might write a bunch of different ones every time I do one of these.

Steve, being the gentleman that he is, would approach you careful, and just a little shy at first, strike up a conversation. He wouldn't let you know he's been crushing on your right away, he'd just want to talk to you, at times leaving you feeling like he's keeping you at a bit of an arms length, but then he'd open up to you little by little, smiling at you with that million dollar smile. He'd bring you chocolate, or other types of sweets, little gifts that signal his affection for you, ask you out to dance and slide his arm around your waist, gently rubbing your hip.

Like Steve, Bucky is a little old fashioned. He'd probably meet you at a bar or a dance club and offer you a drink, feeling out what it's like in your company. He wouldn't give you his number right away but rather ask to meet at the same place at a given time. If you show up, great, he'd make sure to treat you right, if you don't then he'd still wait a bit before going on with his night. He'd always keep eye contact with you while you talked, giving you not so subtle, knowing looks, his human hand slowly reaching for yours across the table, before he intertwines his fingers with yours.

Sam would be the absolute sweetest. However he'd pine for a while before approaching you. When ever he talks to you though he'd listen to your every word, his eyes lighting up when ever you laugh at one of his jokes. Since becoming the new Captain America he has a bit less time on his hands but tries to keep in contact with you since you developed a good relationship since you've known him. Sometimes you'd be the first one he calls after a mission, letting you know how it went and all the exciting details. You actually think you're gonna have to be the one who needs to ask him on a date before he surprises you with a boat ride and dinner where he asks you to officially go out with him.

Loki is very flirty and charming right off the bat, making it a little hard to tell when he's being serious about the relationship. Then again this is Loki so he takes a while to trust you enough to open his heart to you fully. Most of the time he teases you a lot, loving your reactions, he also shows off when he's in front of you, which you notice but keep indulging the mischievous god anyway. He'd entertain you with various stories from his long life, occasionally kissing your cheek. His kisses get more and more frequent, until one day he whispers he likes you as he pulls away.

As someone who is taught to use her charm on her targets you have a hard time telling if Natasha is actually taking a liking to you or if you're somehow her new target. Yet there's something about the way she looks at you that makes you not even care. Not that Natasha would ever hurt you of course. Whenever she sees you she holds your gaze just a little more than needed, she always buys you a drink, her hand always slipping into yours when you walk together. She's not hiding her affection for you, even though she thinks she should. She texts and calls you a lot, saying how hearing you always calms her after a mission, which makes your stomach do flips every time.

Strange is a very stubborn man. He's also not the one to let his crush be knows easily. At least that's the plan. His cloak however keeps dragging him in your direction, encouraging him to talk to you. It's actually really funny to watch, but you decide to have mercy on the sorcerer and approach him yourself. He keeps his walls up for some time, still recovering from his last heart break, yet he can't deny that he's starting to feel something every time he sees you. He's a doctor, he knows the signs well. He finally manages to work up the nerve to walk up to you and buy you a drink, asking if you'd like to experience a bit of magic in your life. It's a bad pick up line, but it makes you laugh, and that's good enough for now.

Kate is a complete mess around you. She's awkward and falls over her words when she talks to you, no matter how much she tries to keep her cool. There's always a bashful, dopey smile on her face whenever you talk to her. She'd ask you out for coffee while you're drinking coffee, but how can you say no to another cup, especially when someone as adorable as Kate is offering to buy it. She asks you to come watch her archery competitions, only for you to tell her that you've seen quite a few of them already and you think she looks really cool when she's shooting her targets. Another smile breaks across her face as you give her your number. You don't even get home before you get a text asking you if you're free tomorrow night.

Tony is used to people falling head over heels for him, not the other way around. Still he's not about to let you be the one who got away, he's very forward with his intentions, asking you out for dinner and drinks, anywhere you want. He teases you all through the date, enjoying your flustered reactions. At the end of the date he'd kiss your cheek, one kiss after the other, pausing before he kisses your lips. This was the first time he ever hesitated with a kiss, which for him only serves to confirm his theory that he's got it bad for you. You're not just someone who he wants to take to bed and never call again, you're someone who he wants to wake up to every morning.

Peter is a little shy around you, he keeps looking across the room, everting his eyes but not bothering to hide his smile when you look back at him. He'd start offering to walk to and from school with you, which wasn't unusual since you've shared quite a few classes by now. He offers to be partners on science projects, he cracks jokes when he notices you're sad, is more than happy to come over to your dorm room if you wanna talk in private, and the two of you begin to eat lunch together more and more often. He jokes about being a friendly neighbor, even though you're not really neighbors, except sometimes in a few classes. He passes you little notes during class, some helpful some just cute, some with a few too many hearts as your relationship begin to deepen.

Shang is the first person to talk to you when you begin working at the hotel, offering to show you the ropes as it were. He's very easy and fun to talk to so naturally you can't resist when he asks you to hang out with him and Katy after work. Katy being the best friend that she is notices how Shang starts to look at you the more time you spend together. She gives him that extra push to finally ask you out on a real date, but he tries to play it off as just friends going out at first in case it doesn't end well. However when you part ways he's more than happy to get a text asking if he's free to go to the movies on the weekend.

#steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson x reader #loki x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #stephen strange x reader #kate bishop x reader #tony stark x reader #peter parker x reader #shang chi x reader #mcu x reader #marvel x reader #mcu fluff #marvel fluff #mcu imagine #marvel imagine #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons #avengers x reader #avengers fluff #marvel mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel x you #mcu x you #marvel x gender neutral reader #mcu x gender neutral reader

[strawwritesfic]

Loki Laufeyson x Female!SHIELD Agent!Reader: Burdened with Glorious Sacrifices

Summary: Loki is burdened with many things, but luckily, you aren’t one those burdens.

Rating/Warnings: All (Post-Avengers (2012); canon divergence Post-Avengers (2012); not canon compliant; fangirls; fanboys; Helicarrier; SHEILD Agent!Reader; Lab assistant!Reader; fluff)

Requester: Anonymous

Tag List: @imaginesfire​

Request: “Can I request one where random SHIELD agents flirt with Loki but he shows no interest in them cause he fell for a shy lab assistant instead? Everyone was surprised cause they expected him to go for someone stronger and more confident but Loki likes the idea of being the big protector and having some [sic] rely on his strength. He adores her shyness and tender heart and treats her like a princess."

Notes: A request long, long, long in the making. Goodness, I think it's been over two years since this anonymous person asked for this. It's not a terribly interesting interpretation of the request. They can't all be. But I feel that it meets the requirements, and I'm ready to move on to the rather more...colorful Loki request on my list—and put a dent in my expansive request list. If you're the person that asked me for this all those months ago, I hope you enjoy this!

Burdened with Glorious Sacrifices

At long, long, long last, you found yourself in the midst of a moment of perfect quiet. No Klaxons blaring, no unit head barking orders, no rock music pounding fit to shake the walls. Such moments were hard to come by on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. Coworkers and bosses alike expected a lot of even a lowly laboratory assistant such as yourself. Go here; pick up this; learn to shoot that. Things had only gotten worse since the start of the Avengers Initiative, too. So when you finally had your usual lab to yourself, was it any wonder that you jumped at the chance to spend some alone time with the Hulk blood sample that had been sitting inside the Stark Industries-powered fridge all week?

"So that's how that works," you murmured to the empty room.

You hardly dared to remove your eye from the microscope long enough to scrawl down a few lines of notes. Someone else might shatter your solitude at any minute, wresting the instrument from you or demanding an errand that would pull you away from the sample. The Avengers were all onboard that day, true—something that went a long way in explaining the vacancy of your typically bustling workstation—but if Director Fury got it in his head that something needed done right away, the presence of superheroes wouldn't prevent someone interrupting you to take care of whatever it was Fury demand. You wanted to take advantage of being without company for as long as possible.

"Agent [L Name]," said a woman behind you.

Only your several years of (generally useless) field training prevented you from shrieking at this sudden invasion of your quiet time. Unfortunately, said training did not prevent you from sucking in a breath and turning on the spot.

Maria Hill rolled her eyes at your behavior. Your cheeks grew hot as she uncrossed arms and made her way over to your lab table.

"Yes, Commander?" you asked weakly.

Her stern expression didn't shift. "You're needed on the bridge."

Well, that couldn't be good. Lab assistants, as a rule, didn't get called to the bridge. They especially did not get called to the bridge in person by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s second-in-command. You licked your lips at the thought of just why anyone up there might want to see you, then asked:

"You came up here to tell me that? Why didn't you just use the intercom?"

"I did."

Clearly, your play for time wasn't about to earn you any points with Maria. You gulped and went on in a rush, "I really can't come to the bridge right this very minute, Commander. I just got to work on this sample. Would it be all right if I came up when I'm finished? It shouldn't be more than an hour."

Oh, who were you kidding? You weren't going to get out of trouble that way. No one had told you to look at the blood to begin with. All you'd likely managed with that stunt would be making Maria extra angry for not asking her how high when she said jump.

To your very great surprise, however, she narrowed her eyes at you for a mere handful of seconds before she turned to leave.

"Fine," she said.

"Fine?"

"Fine." She paused at the door to throw a very characteristic look at you over her shoulder. "But I can't guarantee that he'll still be in one piece when you get there."

"He? Who's he?"

"Your boyfriend. It's his check-in day. Don't tell me you forgot."

Your heart squeezed painfully in your chest. In the midst of your excitement to find yourself alone at work for once, you had entirely forgotten about the one day a month you could easily (and legally) see Loki. That Maria herself had come searching for you to attend to something regarding him could only be bad news. Before she could make it to the lift down the hallway, you put all your equipment and the blood sample away at a speed that might have got you mistaken for an Enhanced. Then you hurried after her to step inside the elevator before the doors closed.

Maria said nothing. Her pursed lips told you everything. Even if you'd had the wits about you to ask what Loki had done this time, you probably wouldn't have. What if you didn't like the answer? Taking a cue from her lack of small talk, you stared at the vertical crack in front of you so hard that your eyes began to water.

The doors opened seconds later. Maria unwound her crossed arms long enough to motion for you to step outside ahead of her. You could already hear a commotion coming from closer to the control point in the center of the bridge. Several voices spoke over each other in what sounded like excited—not terrified—tones, but you couldn't quite hear what they were saying well enough to confirm everyone's mood. Fury wouldn't call you in to stop a fight (not when he could get the satisfaction of seeing Captain America smash Loki's nose in with his shield), but Maria? Maria just might get more satisfaction out of seeing one of your coworkers smash your nose in instead.

You left the lift with your pulse pounding, though you did keep your arms from shaking at least. It took quite a bit of effort on your part to keep your eyes wide open as the bridge came into view. Bright afternoon sky blazed through the many windows. No dark figure stood at the controls, however. Fury must have had better things to do than referee whatever was going on.

And soon you spotted exactly what that was. One of the computer stations had drawn a crowd. A good six or seven S.H.I.E.L.D. agents dressed in familiar navy uniforms stood talking eagerly over one another. Fury had recently blocked all copies of Galaga on the organization computers, and last you'd heard, Mr. Stark hadn't come up with a way around it yet. Nobody was clustered around Cameron to watch him beat his latest high score, then.

Then you saw who the crowd was talking to. Just why Maria had called you up on Loki's check-in day became clear at once. A tall, dark-haired man with hollow cheeks stood at the center of the cluster of agents. A thick collar wrapped around his neck, and gleaming gold shackles kept his wrists firmly pulled toward the desk in front of him. As usual, Loki managed to look completely unbothered by such instruments as he smiled sardonically at the people surrounding him.

"Poor thing," you heard a woman say as you drew closer. "It can't be comfortable standing like that for hours on end."

"You've been waiting there for a long time, man. Are you thirsty? I could bring you some tea," said a man.

"Forget that! I brought grapes in my lunch. I could feed them to you one by one," said a second woman.

"Now, now," Loki purred. "You may all bring your offerings to me."

An excited murmur rose from the group as Loki’s green eyes swept across it.

“You.” He gestured as best he could with his hands restrained as they were. "Run along and retrieve those grapes. My beloved brother did not allow me to partake in breakfast before he insisted we traverse the realms, and who knows when he'll be back to retrieve me for lunch?"

A short-statured woman broke away to trot off in the direction of the nearest break room. She wore a glowing expression, and she did not stop to speak with you as she passed. The rest of the waiting agents resumed their fussing at once.

"He really shouldn't leave you chained like this."

"What if the Helicarrier falls out of the sky and you can't get out?"

"We could lose engine power again at any minute!"

"Truly," Loki bowed his head. "But then, Thor never has thought much about my well-being. It all started when I was about seventy years old..."

At last, you thought you were close enough to be heard without raising your voice. "Loki?"

His mouth snapped shut mid-sentence. The onlookers leaned in eagerly, waiting to hear the rest of his tale. Loki, however, looked over in your direction the moment he'd gathered his thoughts.

"[Name]!" he said.

The obvious delight in his tone caught his audience's attention. Every single person's head snapped toward you in unison—and not a single expression appeared happy.

You gulped.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and nonbinary beings," Loki announced, "Agent [L Name]!"

All your coworkers continued to stare at you wordlessly. You could feel Maria doing the exact same thing behind you. Probably her idea of calling you up here had not involved giving Loki a better opportunity to show off. Thank God Fury seemed to be elsewhere that day. He would have already thrown the both of you into the newly repaired Hulk cell.

"Hi," you said uncomfortably.

"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be busy with work," said Loki.

Before you could answer, one of the men said, "yeah, [L Name]. What are you doing on the bridge? Don't you belong downstairs where you won't get in the way?"

If he could have seen Loki's expression growing colder and colder, that agent probably wouldn't have finished his sentence. As it was, the ice in Loki's genes was apparent as he said, "you will address her as Agent [L Name] until such a time as she requests you do otherwise."

The man looked as though he'd been slapped.

"So [Name]?" Loki turned the full force of his smile on you. "Why have you deigned to grace this vessel's bridge with your presence?"

"Commander Hill came and got me." You took a deep breath before plunging on: "She wanted me to come break this up. You're all causing a scene."

"A scene?" Now one of the women spoke up, indignant.

"We were all just talking until you barged in," said another.

"Why would Hill bother asking you to break up anything?" asked a man.

"What are you supposed to do to make us leave?"

"You're only a lab assistant."

"You can't even use your I.C.E.R. properly."

"Not to mention that all of us outrank you!"

Over and over and over they beat you with their words. You struggled to stand up straight under the full force of them. What could you say to defend yourself? They were right, each and every one of them. If only Loki hadn't been there to hear it. Maybe you didn't hang your head; maybe you didn't even flinch. But your lower lip trembled, and you knew that the moment Loki spotted that, he'd lose interest in you on the spot. Princes from other realms—even princes currently under galactic house arrest—didn't date girls so easily cowed by their peers.

“Silence!”

This voice belonged to Loki, and so people did, in fact, fall silent. Even the woman before, returning clutching a bag of red grapes, didn’t voice her obvious confusion. One by one, each of the agents present turned their attention back to him. But a smile no longer grace his narrow features. He stood at his tallest, head up to gaze down his nose at those surrounding him with undisguised scorn.

“I warn the lot of you to not insult the love of my considerably long life,” he said. “After all, your lives working for such a sloppily led organization will certainly be cut so short that none of you will be capable of so much as grasping what such a love entails. That [Name] has selected a more reasonable assignment does not make her lesser. In fact, I should think her career choice proves her vastly more intelligent that the standard-issue SHIELD agent that you all proclaim to be.”

You bit your lower lip, bracing yourself for another round of mockery.

One never came. Many grumbles did, as well as dark backward looks, but no one said a word as the group slowly dispersed. The woman with the grapes left without further comment herself.

Then you found yourself alone with Loki at last. When you finally gathered enough courage to face him, you found his frosty demeanor gone. In its place was a warm smile.

“Are you all right?” he asked gently.

What could you do in response to that besides hurry over to hug him?

“Thank you,” murmured into his neck.

“For what?”

“Saying all those nice things about me.”

“For once,” Loki said as you lifted your head to smile at him, “I only spoke the truth.”

Most people claimed Thor to be the most princely of the Asgardian brothers, but when Loki said things like that, you couldn’t imagine that was true. Loki’s charm struck you speechless. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to expect an answer from you on this occasion.

“Would you do me the honor of joining me for lunch?” he asked.

Your heart soared. “I’d love to.”

“Good. I’ll need feeding, seeing as you chased off my potential servant.”

Was he joking? With Loki, it was hard to tell. You decided to assume he was in this case. Chuckling, you stood on your toes to give him a swift kiss.

“I’ll be back in an hour,” you told him.

“I’ll be waiting, my princess. Unless, of course, Thor happens to remember where he left me before then.”

“Tell him to wait until we’re done with lunch. You need sustenance. I love you,” you added as you turned to leave.

“I love you as well.”

You shot him an enormous grin before you walked back to the lift. Several of the agents stationed nearby rapidly looked away from you and back at their screens as you passed. Maria remained exactly where you’d last seen her only long enough to roll her eyes. After that, she went to stand in Fury’s usual position on the bridge, and pretended as though she didn't see you hurrying back to your post.

Did you care? Not at all. Let them stare. Let them gossip. Though you were hardly the bravest, strongest, or smartest agent S.H.I.E.L.D. had to offer, Loki had chosen you. He could have chosen anyone, any of those vastly more talented people willing to sacrifice just about anything for him. But when your eyes found him one last time before the elevator doors closed, you saw him smiling at you from across the room.

A love like that was even harder to come across than the peace and quiet you’d been trying to enjoy earlier that day. Thankfully, Maria had interrupted all that. If it came down to a choice between standing in the center of attention or hiding in your lab, when it came to Loki, you’d pick standing in the center of attention every single time.Post Work

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[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Helloooo!

I don't really know how this thing work, because this is my first time and all.

But maybe heartslabyul people with a easy to forget Yuu?

Like Yuu could forget that they haven't eat yet and stuff, and could go on for hours before feeling hungry.

Yuu is pretty much dumb?? I wouldn't say dumb but more of a himbo? They can comfort you in their own way

Maybe you could call me

☕ Anon?

Or

Cafe anon ?

Is that how you do it???

Thank you to you this message, because you reply to this message!

- New Anon

Hi there, Cafe / ☕️ Anon! Thank you so much for sending in this ask. I know it can be a little intimidating and confusing if you don't do it often, so I appreciate it! And yes, this is how you can tag yourself as anon when you're still shy, though I've also seen some content creators dub anons based on the topic of the ask they sent in, so I guess it's whatever makes you comfortable!

I know I had done an "easily forgetful Yuu" in this post here, though it was more generalized rather than dorm specific. I can go a little deeper though, since I'll be focusing only on a handful of characters! Since you didn't specify any pronouns, I'll be using they/them for now so please keep that in mind if you want to send any future asks! >w<

I hope you enjoy this! I'll go ahead and say this now, but I imagined Kronk while I was writing this, and it made me happy~ ÚvÙ

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It was Ace and Deuce who realized early on how forgetful Yuu was, having to remind them why the four of them were prancing around an abandoned mineshaft dodging and not just having a midnight field trip. Despite being oblivious to the danger they were all in (especially when Deuce practically threw them onto his back and kicking away a giant centipede trying to bite them, or when Ace had to yank them back from falling into a large hole in the floor), Yuu somehow managed to stay calm enough to create a plan to beat the sludge phantom monster. As soon as the four retrieved the mage stone and destroyed the phantom, Yuu was so proud of their friends that they couldn’t resist reaching out to pet them while saying, “Good boys!”--much to the embarrassment and confusion of the monster trio.

As the days passed, Yuu and Grim spent the majority of their free time hanging out at Heartslabyul, getting to know everyone–including Riddle–very well. It was almost uncanny how easily Yuu was able to calm others down before trouble could start, whipping up spinach cream puffs with Trey and fawning over every animal in the dorm. So cheerful and content even with the visits with the researchers, it was hard to imagine the human ever getting angry–a little upset and pouty, but they would always bounce back with a smile.

“Totes a himbo,” Cater commented, adding a few hashtags to his latest post.

“What’s a himbo?” Deuce asked.

“It’s someone who’s big and strong yet oblivious or dumb,” Ace explained, smirking as he added, “Just like you!”

“Oi! I’m not stupid, Ace!”

“If the horseshoe fits!”

“Guys, take it easy,” Trey said. Thinking for a moment, he said, “It doesn’t exactly sound like a nice word to describe them…even if they are a little oblivious and forgetful.”

“It’s fine, really!” Cater said. “Himbos are described as being attractive but not quite so smart. Those tend to be pretty popular characters in media. See? As NRC’s only human rez, Magicam has been blowing up with likes and comments. Everyone loves Yuu!”

“Wow. Wait…what’s with the video of Yuu in a frilly apron and oven mitts?”

“Oh, that? I caught Yuu trying to open a box of treats for the lil’ hedgehog they were watching, and they forgot to take off the oven mitts. See the lil’ guy in the apron pocket? Totes adorable~!”

It was at that moment that Yuu came in, looking worse for wear as Riddle followed after them with a concerned expression. “Dude! What the hell happened to you?” Ace asked in shock.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Yuu asked, looking confused.

“I found them on campus near the forest,” Riddle said with an exasperated sigh, the faun pulling out the first aid kit and guiding Yuu to a stool. “They were attempting to climb a tree. Fortunately, they landed on a bush from a high point, so they didn’t get severely injured…as you can see, unfortunately, it was a thorned berry bush.”

“A baby bird fell out of the tree-ow!” they yelped, wincing when Riddle began plucking the thorns out of their clothes and skin with tweezers. “The little guy’s mom was worried, so I carried her baby up to her-ouch!-nest.”

“Jeez, did you slip off a branch or something?”

“Well…after I got it back in the nest, I…kinda forgot that I was standing on a branch and walked off.”

“...you…walked off the branch…”

“Yeah?”

“...how the hell have you not broken a leg?”

Yuu shrugged, wincing as Riddle began cleaning the scrapes and spots the thorns had been. “Aaaand…check!” Cater said, having taken another picture of Yuu’s messy self and typing away. “Ridiculously nic and oblivious. That’s our Yuu-bo!”

/—-----/

“Dinner’s ready!”

“Sweet! Breakfast for dinner? What’s the occasion?”

“I figured I’d do something nice and easy to make for everyone as a treat for helping me when I got hurt earlier,” Yuu explained, twirling the spatula in their hand before scooping up another pancake and flipping it onto a plate atop a stack of fluffy goodness. “Plus, Trey’s been working hard to feed us, so I wanted to help out!”

“Whoaaa, look at this spread!” Grim said, already drooling as he sniffed. “Eggs, bacon, sausages…oooh! These waffles have a heart stamped in the middle!”

“Oh yeah! I wanted to try out the new waffle iron one of Cater’s fans sent, and it works really well! It makes it easy to make a breakfast buffet.”

“I’m pretty sure the fans wanted you to have it anyway,” Trey uttered with a wry smile. Aloud, he said, “Thanks for making dinner, Yuu, but why don’t I take over? You’re still recovering from the fall.”

“I’ve got it, thanks! You already do a lot for everyone, so it’s your turn to relax.”

“Well…if you say so. Is this what you made for breakfast this morning?”

“...this morning?” Yuu repeated, expression going blank. “Oh…I think I forgot to eat breakfast this morning. Oops!”

Just then, a long, loud gurgling growl erupted from Yuu’s stomach, the room falling silent as everyone stared at them. It was Deuce who spoke as he asked, “Yuu…when was the last time you ate?”

Thinking for a moment, Yuu admitted, “Since…last night…I think? I remember feeding Grim, but…I got distracted and forgot to get a plate for myself.”

“Seriously? How in Twisted Wonderland are you still functioning on an empty tank!?” Ace said.

“I got so busy that I forgot I was even hungry! Let me just finish up this batch of pancakes and I’ll get some food, okay?”

“Nope. Not good enough,” Trey said.

Before Yuu could respond, the mixing bowl and spatula was plucked out of their hands by Trey while two of Cater’s clones appeared on either side of them. Led to a chair that was pulled out by a third clone, while the original hippogryph finished stacking a plate full of food before sliding it in front of them. “There we go! Make sure you eat every bite now, okay, Yuu-bo~?”

“Wha-? But what about the pancakes and waffles?” Yuu asked, looking concerned. “I gotta finish them–”

“I’ve got it taken care of,” Trey said, the pans sizzling as he added several more strips of bacon and poured the batter on the griddle. “Just sit there and I’ll finish the rest. We don’t want you passing out on us just because your blood sugar is low, got it?”

“Trey is correct,” Riddle chimed in. “Given your status as a critically endangered species, if word reaches the research institutions, they may suspect the school for neglecting your health and may seek to relocate you for closer monitoring.” His stern gaze softened as he said, “We also worry about you as fellow students…and your friends. We can only do so much, so please…don’t forget to take care of yourself.”

For a moment Yuu sat there in stunned silence, seeing their friends nod in agreement. Then…they smiled, looking misty-eyed as they sniffled. “Thanks guys…that means a lot. I’ll do my best to take care of myself!”

/—----/

After that day, Yuu did their best to remember to eat, the Heartslabyul students making sure to remind or invite them over for a meal. Slowly this began to trickle into the other dorms, some of the other students inviting them to sit for a meal as well. Even Grim and the Ramshackle ghosts chipped in, either packing extra lunches or helping them clean up and reminding them to eat whenever they get preoccupied. While Yuu was still forgetful at times, they had nothing to worry about so long as their friends were by their side.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #twisted wonderland grim #twisted wonderland yuu #twst yuu

[queengenweek]

Queen GenWeek 2023

Attention, Queen enthusiasts across the world: we bring to you Queen GenWeek! We decided it was high time we brought back this event so we can celebrate the enduring friendship between the members of Queen together.

When and where?

The event will take place from Thursday 15 June-Sunday 18 June. You can upload your work on Tumblr using the tag #QueenGenWeek2023 and @queengenweek us. We'll make sure to reblog all contributions with this tag to this blog for an overview! When you post your fanfiction on AO3, please add it to the Queen GenWeek 2023 collection.

What does Gen mean?

Gen, short for “general,” is a term used in fanfic communities to refer to works of fanart that are platonic: they explore bonds of friendship rather than bonds of romance. There may be some form of romance in the background, but the main focus should be on the non-romantic relationship between the characters. Gen fanart celebrates the friendship between characters.

Mind AO3's Gen tag and policies for further instructions.

With help from last year's event post, refer to this amazing resource on asexual/aromantic characters and how to give them substance! This is an ASPEC safe space and consciously inclusive.

Who and what is welcome?

Everyone who wants to celebrate the platonic friendships in and around Queen is welcome! All gen-oriented works of art are welcome, which include but are not limited to:

Fanfiction

Other forms of literature (poetry)

Visual art (traditional or digital)

Moodboards

Playlists

Photo edits

If you prefer so, you can stay anonymous during the event. Both AO3 and Tumblr have options to post anonymously. You can use this quick guide on how to post anonymously on AO3. If you want to upload to Tumblr anonymously, you can DM us, and we will share your contribution on your behalf. You can also submit any questions you have about the event to us with the ask-button or DM function.

Prompts?

To help you get going, we’ve come up with different prompts for each day of the event. You are free to use them, improve them, combine them, mix and match them, or do whatever you feel like with them: creativity is key!

Day 1: Thursday 15 June

Lyric: I'd better go to bed and have an early night

Childhood friends

Growing apart

Cult classic: The Outsiders

Looking back at memories

Day 2: Friday 16 June

Quote: “The group tends to be the most stable family we’ve got.” B.M.

Police encounter

Getting lost in a strange city

Cult classic: Spirited Away

Facing a fear

Day 3: Saturday 17 June

Lyric: Take heart, my friend, we love you/Though it seems like you’re alone

Family/marriage problems

Revealing a secret

Cult classic: The Lord of the Rings

Getting a tattoo together

Day 4: Sunday 18 June

Quote: “Not too bad for four ageing Queens.” F.M.

Best Man speech

Teaching each other instruments

Cult classic: Hangover

House fire

More rules?

If you've participated in fandom events before, you probably know the drill by now. If you still have questions on what to keep in mind when creating and/or consuming, please refer to the detailed additional rules we have set up for PolyWeek this year. In short, mind the following:

Support creators.

Tag your work appropriately.

Do not engage with hateful feedback.

Do not supply negativity.

Do not interact with NSFW/18+ content if you're a minor.

We encourage you all to participate, contribute, consume, and support the event if you feel you want to! It's a safe space for all, no need to feel shy about creating. We wish you all the luck, inspiration and fun in the world and hope to see you there!

Hosted by @carrrothead-vol2, @of-streetlightfancy and @shewas-agaystripper

#queen fandom event #john deacon #brian may #freddie mercury #roger taylor #queen #queen band #queen fanfiction #queen fanart #queen rpf #QueenGenWeek2023

[dilutedconfusion]

okay listen so i've been thinking heavily on the yandere trope recently. but like with Kid as the yandere. and whenever i see yandere!Kid i feel like he's always the more sadistic version of yanderes.

basically used this post (hoping the link works for you🙏🙏) to look at the dif types bc i dont know all that😭 but i feel like he is always sadistic/possessive in fics. obvi all yandere!aus are gonna be at least a little ooc bc its a divergence of canon characteristics but hear me out girl...

delusional and overprotective yandere!Kid... like girl. or like basically a kinda soft yandere!Kid. but like still horrible and awful not GREAT at emotions. like he will still get mad and yell but otherwise? is strangely kind to you? (w you not really realizing any subtle manipulation tactics that him or Killer might be using cuz Killer is loyal asf to Kid🤞)

like being kidnapped by the Kid pirates, the worst of the worst generation, said to be cruel and sadistic. that's already bad, and you're terrified for your life. essentially having a meltdown because you had no idea what was going to happen to you, but you had a guess. you meet Kid and prepare to be tortured/killed. then he's like??? weirdly nice to you? like yeah he's gruff and kinda bitchy but that is a thousand times better than being killed.

thats as far as the thoughts go but see my vision?? figured you would appreciate the Kid thoughts🙏

OKAY OKAY I love this SOOO MUCH. Like I don’t think I can explain how much I love this but you SLAYED. GIVING ME LINKS AND DETAILED DESCRIPTIONS AND SHIZ 🤭💞 Okay so to get right to the point I will be of course writing a chapter on this (or maybe multiple on this because that’s how good of an idea it is pookie). BUT I don’t know when I’ll be able to churn out a full chapter. I mean probably soon but I sorta just want to get a better grasp of exactly the kind of character you want Kid to be before I start writing. So here’s a little traits list?? that I cooked up the minute I read over this just to get my creative juices flowing. Let me know if Im headed in the right direction and if there is any changes or additions you’d like to see. Other than that I’ll write up the chapter, tag and credit the hell out of you, and we can revel in softyandere!Kid together 🥰

Traits

Thinks that kidnapping you was the best choice for your life. That you will be the safest and happiest with him (even if you’re kidnapped and being held against your will)

Often uses manipulation tactics like love bombing, balant lying to keep you in the dark, and triangulation with Killer

Not only believes that everyone else in the world is a hazard to you (including most of his crew members) but you’re a hazard to yourself so he doesn’t allow you privacy??? This could be taken to the point where he feels like he needs to be in the same room with you at all times. Eyes on you whenever physically possible. Which is sorta intense so just let me know if that is too much for you (cause I could make it really gross or more mild lol)

Will do even the simplest task for you, not because he wants to do it to help, but because he doesn’t believe you can take care of yourself or MOREOVER he should be the only to take care of you because he is just that great. Which of course he will hang over y/n’s head in arguments and be like “BUT LOOK AT HOW MUCH I DO FOR YOU😡” type shit.

If you do constantly try to pull away from him he’ll think you’re just shy or playing hard to get and will therefore push your boundaries harder. But if you actually PHYSICALLY harm him or try to PERMANENTLY leave he’d rather tie you down until you apologize and say you weren’t in your right mind when you did that then listen to your plea seriously (HES SO DELULU) The punishment for this could also involve taking away material items or aspects of freedom because like you said he's not sadistic so he would never hurt you.

To put it simply y/n would feel like this “I like you Kid but I don’t like who you become when you're with me” WHICH WOULD CAUSE SOME SERIOUS TURBULENCE IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP AND SOME SWEET ANGST EVEN.

I would write more but I don’t want to give TO MUCH away plot wise. Sooo hopefully this gives you a good idea on how I’m thinking of portraying Kid. If you have any other questions of course ask me!! Any little tid bits will be much appreciated and thank you so much for requesting something from me Emma 🫶

#alicia answers <3

[noaltbruh]

hi you should totally do what its like do what its like to live with the bucci gang in a house all together thxx

*Kicks the air, giggles, screams into a pillow, throws up, dies and comes back to life just to write this post*

No bro I don't think you understand, you've just awoken my most unhinged side ever, literally I think about what it would be like to live with this wonderful family 24/h. There is nothing else in my brain, just them doing shit.

So yeah! I hope you enjoy ^^"

Life with the Bucci gang! 🐞🤐🔫🍊🍓⏪🎙 (or rather, a survival guide about living with them)

Alright, the main rule in this house is: "Don't kill each other. If you absolutely need to, at least hide the body well before it starts smelling like Mista"

Any other rule is either ignored, purposely broken, straight up not acknowledged, or only followed because Bruno said so and you don't disobey him.

Congratulations, you just got yourself free entertainment for the rest of your life and at any time of the day. Who needs Tv when you can just watch these guys do literally anything?

What are you in the mood for today? Trish kicking Mista with a shoe because he accidentally ruined her dress? Narancia blowing up with Aerosmith that one spider Fugo is afraid to squash? Giorno turning everything he sees into frogs? Abbacchio trying not to look like a total simp every time Bruno breathes?

With that being said, I hope you're not an introvert, my friend. There's no freaking way in hell they aren't going to drag you on their shenanigans. No, you can't choose, you will take part in whatever the heck they're doing, they're forcefully gonna make you tag along if you were to ooppose.

Buddy say goodbye to your privacy, that stopped existing as soon as you walked through the front door. 99% of the times there will ALWAYS be someone with you. Whether they're actually talking to you or are just in the same room as you doesn't matter. Rest assured that being alone will become a rare occurrence, no matter how antisocial you may be.

Don't try to lock the door of your room, they'll gladly destroy it and then ask Bruno to replace it with a zipper. Alternatively, some of them might even climb up from a window if they're feeling goofy that day.

I advice locking any snacks you may want to keep to yourself in a drawer or another place you know of. If you don't, there's a very high chance that whatever you were trying to keep to yourself will get stolen by the pistols sooner or later.

Another advice I can give you is to write down all important dates related to them, or little things you know they like. It must not be easy to remember those sorts of things when you live with so many people.

Most days you're gonna find Trish practising her singing in either the music room (yes they have a music room) or her own. Don't be shy and ask her if you can listen to her, she'll always reply with a yes :)

They have a very big and well taken care of garden. If you feel like spending some time with Giorno, helping him water the plants is a great idea! Prepare for lots of fun facts about gardening, while you're at it.

I suggest laying there particularly during summer nights. There's always a nice breeze to send the excessive heat away, and the stars look very nice from there. Someone else will most likely join you as well, you can stargaze together!

If you feel like having a conversation that requires more than two brain cells, Fugo's always there for you. He's used to some of the others calling him boring and such, but a nice chat about Latin, Politics, Philosophy or anything alongside those lines is always welcomed. Even if you don't know anything about those subjects but are willing to listen, he'll be happy.

Prepare for Narancia bursting in your room with a new dance, a song to listen to, or cool trick he's come up using Aerosmith, and way too much excitement. The latter one is only allowed if you're in the garden, but try to stop him from shooting any plants while you're there.

Drunk conversations with Abbacchio at 3 am. are a MUST. He'll only ever share his alcohol if he's feeling dizzy already, so wait until he starts getting a bit off and you're good to go. Do you remember anything you talked about after that night? Nope. Maybe you discussed the meaning of life, maybe you just yelled at the Tv watching old races of formula one, or maybe you've found the cure for cancer...But you'll never know.

Bruno is a safe space in the house. If you want to catch a break and take it easy from the others' chaos, he's the most reliable one. You don't have to necessarily do anything together if you don't want to, but his presence alone guaranteed to make you relax.

Don't go into the basement, please. It used to be a nice and tidy place where Bruno kept old stuff he didn't need anymore, but it progressively became more and more messy once the gang came along. Now legends say that old artifacts and mystical objects, such as Mista's hair, ended up there and were never found again.

The house has a lot of very pretty balconies with a wonderful view of the city. A couple of times a day you should go out and take some fresh air admiring Napoli, it's very soothing.

The roof is also a perfect place to if you look for a great sight of the town. If you're brave enough, you can climb up from one of the balconies. If you're not, that's fine: there's a safer ladder that will bring you there in the backyard, and you always have the support of the others if you felt scared anyway :)

Speaking of which...Yes, they may come off as extremely annoying and overbearing sometimes, but remember that once you settled in, you're family to them and there's no changing that.

They will ALWAYS be there for you, no matter what the problem or your reaction to it might be. Rest assured that you won't have to face it nor suffer alone, they'll all there to lend a hand for you and help you through it. Even if you're just feeling sad for no reason, someone will undoubtedly try to cheer you up, and succeed in doing so.

Sure, maybe some of them are not the best at expressing that they care, but they truly do and will show it to you in one way or another, whether it's direct or subtle, they will let you know you can count on them.

Movie and game nights are...Something else for sure! Every time one or two people get to pick what you're gonna play or watch, and since they have very different tastes, you can be sure as you can be that you'll enjoy yourself and have fun.

For example, one week you're watching the most gut-wrenching disturbing, complex and traumatizing movie of all time, picked by Abbacchio just to scare you all for his own amusement. Narancia will be screaming, Trish is acting like she's fine but is actually holding on to someone, Giorno is getting shushed by everyone because he's got a third eye and is somehow predicting the whole plot. A loud "SHUT THE FUCK UP, GIORNO!" from our goth man is gonna be obligatory.

The other week, instead, Mista and Narancia decided you were going to play Smash, and you WILL be playing Smash. Poor Bruno is trying to find the pattern to the attacks and fails to realize that those two dorks just spam random buttons hoping to win. Needless to say, they end up losing anyway. Also, Fugo almost threw the controller and broke the Tv a couple of times, but shhh it's okay they're rich, they can buy a new one.

The sweetest part about these "events", however, is that at the end of the night, you're all super tired. You'll just end up falling asleep all together in the salon, cuddling up against each other to feel warm, without even realizing it. The Morning after, whoever wakes up first usually makes breakfast for the rest, so you all also eat together before actually starting your day ^^

Get this through your system: no matter the time of the day, someone will be up. There isn't a single moment during those 24 hours in which they are all asleep. You'll find Mista sleeping at 3 pm on the living room couch, just to see him stealing salami from the fridge at 2 am while you were just trying to get a glass of water. He won't even let you leave and just ramble about his latest theory about salami.

Yes, your sleep routine is gonna get fucked up too, cope. Also, very often you'll hear noises coming from other rooms, although it's probably just Bruno and Abbacchio banging like there's no tomorrow . When that happens, spend time with someone until you both fall asleep, or get yourself something to block out the noise. (I'd choose the first option, but you do you).

The house has a sort of balcony that acts as an entrance to the garden. On some nights, you may find someone (usually the quietest members) hanging around there. Stop to talk to them for a while, they're weirdly more open about their feelings at that time of the day.

Mista, Narancia and Trish are going to CONSTANTLY ask you to hang out, these guys enjoy the outdoors way too much. Before you know it, you're dressed up to go party in the hugest, loudest, most crowded disco you're ever seen.

Or maybe they're dragging you to a bar and gossip about people all night, OR they're planning to infiltrate in some rich guy's party they only found out about because Trish is famous and knows way too many people.

Don't worry if you get nervous though, they'll stick around by your side to make sure you feel comfortable, and they'll leave if they see you starting get overwhelmed. All of you need to have a good time or it's no fun.

Group reading with Fugo and Giorno. I repeat: group reading with Fugo and Giorno.

Okay, the stuff they recommend might not be the most exciting, but I can guarantee you that if you manage to actually read it, the discussions and conversations you're going to have about it will make up for it. You can basically see their eyes light up and soon as you begin talking and discussing its themes, you'll find yourself carried about by their excitement without even realizing it.

While it's something they usually do alone, sometimes Bruno and Abbacchio will take you fishing with them. It's a complete moment of chill away from the excitement of your everyday life, not to mention that Bucciarati is a great fisherman and dinner that night will be delicious.

If you think these guys are enough chaotic as they are, brace yourself for Holidays time.

Get ready to help decorate the whole house, which, considering its dimensions, is no easy job. The best thing you can do in this case is go with the flow and, most of all, follow Narancia's lead: the two of you will be setting up everything for even DAYS, if it's necessary.

Prepare for constant snowball fights, dudes blasting Christmas music ridiculously loud, alcohol disappearing at an even faster rate than usual, presents flying all over the salon aand lastly...An actual quiet Christmas night where you'll simply be watching a movie together and drinking hot cocoa in front of the fireplace.

Don't be tricked, the next day the extroverted trio is already asking you to go with on them on a Christmas themed party. Good luck.

You guys fight over the best spot under the air conditioner during Summer time, and the winner always turns out to be Trish. Alternately, if someone's able to compromise enough, you'll go get something fresh to change the mood a bit.

One last thing I'd like to mention is that, in the middle of the living room, there is a big frame with all eight of you smiling together. If things ever get rough, look up and remember that your family is always there for you :)

#jojo's bizarre adventure #vento aureo #jjba golden wind #jojo vento aureo #jjba part 5 #jojo's bizzare adventure vento aureo #jojo golden wind #buccigang #giornogiovanna #bucciarati bruno #mista guido #naranciaghirga #fugo pannacotta #abbacchio leone #trishuna #jjba headcanons #jjba hcs #bucci gang headcanons #vento aureo headcanons #giorno headcanons #bucciarati gang #bruno headcanons #jojo headcanons #golden wind headcanons #found family #jjba narancia #jjba mista #jjba fugo #jjba abbacchio #jjba trish

[beloved-daydreams]

Folktober2023 Prompt: "Accidental summoning" 🫢🌿

An attempt by

Hosted by @jurdannetrevels and @jurdannet

📘 1500+ words

😎 Characters: Jude, Cardan

✒️ Tags: Jurdan, wholesome, fluff, "training", cute idiots, post TQON

📢 Summary: Cardan is helping Jude, training her to get a better hang of her powers. She isn’t so successful though, until Cardan tries to take another approach...

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"Try again." Cardan urges me.

The look he's giving me is, I suppose, what he believes to be an encouraging one but all it does is make me even more frustrated. It's not like I don't want to do it, in fact I've done something even more amazing with it before: I’ve saved a life. Two even, if I count mine. Yet standing here, in front of him, fully aware of all of my movements, it's just different. I feel shy and then stupid for feeling shy.

We made a deal. I'll teach him how to wield a sword, he'll teach me how to use my newly acquired powers. He told me it was a bit different from regular magic since we are "linked" to the land, whatever that means, but because he has had magic flowing through him since he was born, getting the hang of this power wasn't that difficult. Me however…

"Listen, maybe I should just… find a teacher who's actually specialized in teaching magic."

Cardan raises his eyebrows at me, a bit vexed I imagine.

"Really? I didn't think I'm quite so bad at teaching that you would need to go look for someone else."

I put my hands on my hips and turn away from him, rolling my eyes. I can't help it. Everything just gets harder in front of Cardan. I know I shouldn't feel embarrassed about being incompetent but I don't want him to see that side of me. Which is ridiculous, since he has already seen me on the brink of death. If that isn't the height of incompetence then I don't know what is.

"That's not what I mean. I just think it might be better to learn from someone more skilled, I mean, I'm practically a sword master but you're not especially known for your magical affinity-"

I sneak a glance at him and he has that same look on his face. The raised eyebrows that say: "Oh, so I'm not worthy of teaching you? You think you're so great? That you can teach me but you can't learn anything from me in turn because I'm too untalented for your liking?"

I sigh. Or more like, I force the air out of my nose.

"Okay, no. What I meant is- I feel like we're losing time and maybe both of us would rather do something more productive and efficient. I'm sure you're great, it's just, I'm having trouble with something I've never had. Does that make sense?"

Finally, he lets his eyebrows drop back to their usual place. I feel relieved at having managed to word my thoughts out better. Somehow, we've always been great at misunderstanding each other and I'd like to stop that trend, both of us would actually, I think.

Cardan approaches me, his steps are light but his gaze carries a heaviness I recognize. As I thought, he embraced me from behind, placing his chin up on my head, arms around my waist. Without any resistance, I let him wrap himself around me like a needy pet snake would.

"Time spent with you is never wasted. Do you feel like it's a waste to be with me?"

Finally, he lets his signature move sway me as it always does. His tail that I now find to be an irresistibly cute trait of his, zigzags around my leg.

"...No. I'm just worried you'll get bored of me being unable to do something you've been able to do naturally your whole life."

He chuckles. And I realize again, that for him time isn't as consequent as it is to me. Maybe he's the one more worried of being a waste of time, knowing that my time might be more limited than his.

"You're putting too much pressure on yourself. To channel magic, you need to be in touch with your inner world. To-"

"-materialize the mind and heart into the real world. I know."

I realize I sound bitter, yet I can feel his smile widen. He tilts his head to the side, now resting his cheek on my head.

"Well. Let me guide you entirely then. Give your mind to me, put it under my control."

Putting his possessive tone aside, for a split second I wonder if he means glamoring me and I'm about to remind him that I can't be glamored but he unwraps his arms from around my waist and places them on the sides of my arms, caressing them up and down in a reassuring manner. And then his low and hushed voice makes its way to my ears, I realize that if it's Cardan, he doesn't need to glamor me. His soft-spoken voice and gentle touch would be enough to get almost anything out of me.

"Close your eyes, relax your shoulders… Mh-hm. Good. Do the same for your jaw, don't press your teeth against each other, let them separate. Now feel the earth beneath you, breathe the air that is always full of its pollen…"

That's the voice he uses late at night, when he wants me to get under him or on top of him. I shudder. He keeps telling me to focus on the land. On the trees and leaves ruffling in the wind. Yet all I can feel is him. All I hear and breathe is him.

"You're full of its life. Remember how it healed you? Try to think back to how that felt. When its power flowed through you and you used it to save yourself. And once you're full of it, let it out in any form you want. Flowers. A tree. What is it that you want?"

I think back to that moment. Truth is, when I was dying I was still thinking of him. What saved me wasn't the land alone, it was my memory of him, my hopes of him. My heart speeds, I feel like my lungs are about to burst. Is that the "feeling of being full" he keeps talking about? So now what's left is to supposedly let it out. But how? His question hangs in my mind. "What is it that you want?" As if that wasn't already obvious.

Suddenly, I feel his hands let go of me, his tail untangle from my leg. Cardan lets out a small scream in surprise. Alarmed, I turn back, my hand already on the hilt of my sword by habit. And yet-

Cardan is hanging by vines, supporting him in mid-air. They're around his legs, his arms, they're grabbing him everywhere, curling around his limbs. One of the vines has pulled up his shirt a bit, another might be trying to get into his mouth, or around it. I'm not sure what it's doing but it doesn't look like it wants to hurt him.

I draw my sword and as I'm about to cut the vines, I stop. Wait. So these are actually…

Cardan smirks at me, half proud and half mocking.

"Dear, if you’ve wanted to tie me up all this time, you could've just asked. Those vines are just as solid as your knots, you know?"

My cheeks heat as I look at the scene again more closely, this time with the knowledge that I'm the one who did that.

"Oh I- I didn't mean to."

"Sure you didn't."

Although his words can be branded as sarcasm, the fact that he was able to say them tells me that he actually does believe that I didn't do it on purpose. Or well, not completely consciously. Subconsciously though? Absolutely. Taking in the sight and burning it into my brain, I raise my sword, less assuredly than before but, well, he has to get out of there in some way or another, right?

Yet this time, he's the one who stops me.

"Why don't you try to get me out of here through your thoughts instead of your sword?"

"I-"

I know I won't be able to. Letting go of him? That's not gonna happen.

"Yes?"

By his shit eating grin I can already tell that he knows that I can't. If those vines are a reflection of my inner world or whatever, then I don't think my inner world will ever let Cardan walk out of there even if I tried to push him out. And so I sigh.

"Are you sure you're not just stalling because you want to stay tied up?"

"Well, I'd rather be tied up in bed. Not in the open like thi-"

The vines tighten around him, he groans.

"Okay okay, get me out of here oh High Queen of my soul and heart."

"So dramatic."

I cut the vines with some difficulty, cursing my own attachment to him. And as they fall to the ground along with Cardan who was suspended in mid-air just a second ago, some blue daisies bloom around our feet. I smile.

"What's that? A gift to show your gratitude?"

He looks at me almost dumbfounded then smiles in turn. A kind smile.

"Are you really so unconscious of what you do? I'm not the one who grew these."

I blush.

The flowers multiply and Cardan lets out a laugh.

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Sorry if you expected something more spicy based on the sussy worded summary 🧐 And if you want to decrease the amount of my sad girl hours, please consider leaving comments/tags 💖

#the folk of the air #tfota #jurdan #jude x cardan #jude duarte #cardan greenbriar #the cruel prince #the wicked king #the queen of nothing #folktober2023 #join the revel 👻🎃 #jurdannetfolktober2023 #jurdannet #jurdannetrevels #fanfiction #beloved-daydreams

[jolaunay]

A Farewell to Unicorns...

If you have been following me long enough, you probably know that about a year ago I have started a crazy cross-stitch project, see post here . I have posted updates here n there throughout 2023 with the tag #ladyandtheunicornproject . As every crafter & artist would know, when you embark on such a journey, it keeps lingering in the back of your mind every damn day that you don't work on it. I didn't touch it in months, then I finally found the energy to get back to it. This is the progress I made in a year, a little shy of 1.5 pages out of a 60-page pattern:

It just felt hopeless, the amount of confetti in this pattern is insane. And most of the time, it didn't even look like it made much difference. Then it kinda dawned on me; is this pattern the product of a pattern mill?

What it is a "pattern mill" you might ask... Some cross-stitch pattern shops on etsy simply use photos of artwork and convert them to cross-stitch patterns using free websites. They don't credit the artist, they don't pay a dime for the software, yet they profit from their work. The end result usually does not translate well to cross-stitch; lots of confetti, the project is unmanageable, kills the joy of crafting and when you're finished, it looks like a pixelated photo taken with an early 2000s phone camera.

After further research, I was convinced that my pattern is also from a pattern mill - considering the amount of money I spent on this project, it felt like a punch in the gut. My family will never have generational wealth & afford a vacation home on Rhode Island coast because of this fucking project! But hey, c'est la vie! You live and you learn... See related posts here & here

Sometimes, you just gotta know when to say "enough of this bullshit", cut your losses and walk away from a situation. For that reason, there's no point in working on this project anymore and making it my "Sagrada de Familia". So, I came up with an idea to finish it in an alternative way:

"Unfinished paintings are more admired than the finished because the artist's actual thoughts are left visible." This is a quote from Gaius Plinius Caecilius Secundus, some important guy who lived during the Ancient Roman times. I think it is a fitting quote because it represents my vision of saying "fuck this" and not having the fallacy of the sunk costs. Finished it, framed it and now displaying it in my library room in front of another tapestry from the Unicorn series.

It gives me closure rather than disappointment for a project that I started with such high hopes & excitement. If I just put it in a bag and threw it to the bottom of a closet, it'd make me feel guilty. But this still makes me feel accomplished, because it honors the hours of effort I put into it. It turned into a nice little conversation piece with a story. I still love cross-stitching and will work on better patterns in the future. There's already enough to dread about in life. Unfortunate experiences shouldn't take the joy out of pleasant activities!

#ladyandtheunicornproject #lady and the unicorn #a mon seul desir #unicorn tapestries #farewell to unicorns

[mountainashfae]

OC Mannerisms: Aurien Florence

As tagged by @the-raging-tempest in the original template post. Finally getting around to this.

BASICS

- NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES >> Sylvan, Skald, Varisian, Elven, Taldane, Celestial, Mwangi. In that order.

- TONE OF VOICE >> high / average / deep 

- ACCENT >> yes / no  Their roots in Sylvan definitely show up, especially since for most of their life that's what they spoke. RL equivalent of Welsh.

- DEMEANOR >> confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other

- POSTURE >> slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed Whether their posture is stiff or relaxed varies wildly by the context. When they are moving, they are fluid and relaxed. When they are still, they are stiff as ice.

HABITS

head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at a distance Their gesturing is a learned habit rather than a subconscious one. Their natural stillness does not fit the image of an approachable cleric they put on, and the conscious gesturing can be picked up by someone paying attention.

COMPLEXITY (Fill in the circle’s as you wish)

- VOCABULARY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️ Picking up Skald and Varisian after Sylvan did good things for their vocabulary. Sometimes they revert back to the smaller vocabulary of Sylvan though.

- EMOTION >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️ Aurien wishes they could conceal their emotions better, but their appearance changing with their emotions gives them away.

- SENTENCE STRUCTURE >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪

PROFANITY

- FREQUENCY >> ⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️ They learned to use it more often while in the Shackles to fit in among the pirates, and some of that stuck around.

- CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity) >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️ The majority of their swears are in the Mwangi language, which is funny to hear up in Mendev.

BOLD THAT APPLY

arse / ass / asshole / bastard / bitch / bloody / bugger / bollocks / chicken shit / crap / cunt / dick / frick / fuck / horseshit / motherfucker / piss / prick / pussy / screw / shit / shitass / son of a bitch / twat / wanker

THIS OR THAT

straightforward or [ cryptic ] finding the right word or [ using the first word that comes to mind ] masculinity, [ neutrality ], or femininity [ formalities ] or with abrasiveness praise or [ equivocation ] frankness or [ flattery ] excessive or [ minimal hand gestures ] name-calling or [ magnanimity ] [ friendly ] or blunt

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? almost always / frequently / rarely / never

DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?  almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never sometimes they purposefully obscure the meaning

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / never

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically

YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE? but / though / although / however / perhaps / maybe

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they're done here / remain quiet / they don’t

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK? upper / middle / lower

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? accent  / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t

Anything that wasn’t touched on?

Rotgut has a weird combination of Aurien's accent in Taldane and a Mwangi accent because that's a familiar. That's a sentient bird with a higher INT stat than Aurien. His "native" humanoid language is Mwangi because he's from the fucking Shackles and had to learn Taldane from Aurien.

Yes Rotgut and Aurien frequently bicker in Mwangi

Aurien very frequently avoids answering questions by giving answers around the question but avoiding the core of the question. Even when they're trying to be honest they end up doing this.

The tone and pitch of their voice changes slightly along with their emotions and appearance. Higher pitch with spring, silky smooth with autumn, slightly huskier with summer, and low and cold with winter.

#you have no idea how I yelled when I half suggested Welsh accent Aurien #and it stuck #like OF COURSE that's what it would be #goddammit #I discovered that 2e renamed a bunch of languages #yeah sorry im not remembering those #Celestial is not Empyrean to me #but yeah I came up with half of this in the moment #let's see how much sticks #tag game #oc stuff #aurien florence

[rallamajoop]

Some Zoe/Mia fic recs

To wrap up this little impromptu Mia-Winters-week on a positive note, I wanted to throw a quick rec for a great author of Mia/Zoe fic, CoffinLiqeur. I'm reccing them as an author rather than reccing specific fic because they're single-handedly responsible for nearly half of all the fic ever posted to AO3 with the Mia/Zoe tag (a paltry 42 fics at time of writing). They've also written a bunch of Ethan/Mia, and a ton of other mostly-RE7-focused RE fic ‒ but it's the Mia/Zoe stuff that really stands out for me.

And seriously, there's so much here I've been craving in Resi fic for ages and not been able to find! Most of all how CoffinLiqeur never shies away from the horror, the grief and the trauma of everything these two women went through. There are stories here about Zoe and Mia trapped in the Baker mansion, leaning upon each other for comfort, about Zoe dealing with her feelings for Mia after Mia's escape with Ethan ‒ even about them reconnecting after Ethan's death, and going on to bring up Rose together (and for any non-fixit universe, where Ethan doesn't make it out alive, this is now seriously headcanon confirmed material for me).

Not all their fic is that heavy, but the weight of their shared grief for the years they've lost, for Zoe's family, and later for Ethan too, all hits just the right note ‒ these stories can absolutely make you feel just how hard Mia Winters loves, as well as Zoe's own complex mix of strengths and vulnerabilities. Remember how I was just rambling about how much wintersberg fandom has been missing by shying away from any hint of a Heisenberg/Ethan/Mia love triangle? This right here is such a great example of all the lovely angst and complex emotions that could come out of that.

It doesn't hurt that CoffinLiqeur has a brilliant handle on all their character voices too ‒ including the rest of the Baker clan. Jack and Marguerite are just as loudly terrifying and Lucas just as creepy as they all should be. There are some really lovely surreal sequences too ‒ seriously, so much to rec these on.

CoffinLiqeur mostly writes Zoe as trans ‒ though this is that species of trans-fic where it doesn't really come up other than as an excuse to write PIV between a same-sex couple, which I know can be a squick for some trans readers (though a selling point for others). You won't get to see any exploration of what it would've been like for Zoe to grow up as a trans lesbian in rural Louisiana, the added horror of losing access to HRT during her three years of imprisonment, or any of the other explorations of dysphoria vs mould-body-horror that immediately struck me on considering the possibility of a trans Zoe either. That's more a case of missed opportunity than a real judgment on their fic though ‒ this is really just me wishing (yet again) that the AO3 community had better conventions for tagging this stuff so I could set my expectations going in.

I should also mention that the overwhelming majority of CoffinLiqeur's fic are very short prompt-fills, with some of those prompts feeling like a more natural fit than others, and a lot of the fic feeling very quick and unbetaed. There's a real stream-of-consciousness flow to most, which can be brilliant for establishing mood when used well, but can also lead to long run-on sequences that can be very hard to follow in others. So there can be a degree of quantity over quality here ‒ but given how many truly lovely Mia/Zoe stories I've still found in their archive, I'm really not complaining at all.

You can find all their fic here, or the Mia/Zoe tag specifically here ‒ or you could just go through my own recent bookmarks for just the shortlist of my own favourites here. (And there's also plenty of wintersberg in those bookmarks too, if that's mote your speed)

#Mia Winters #Zoe Baker #Resident Evil Village #Resident Evil 7 #fic recs #MiaZoe #? #ZoeMia? #Zia? #it is criminal that these two are not popular enough together for a proper shipname #Mia Winters week

[dmc4]

Posting this here once again instead of my OC's sideblog (will rb it there), but I was tagged by @devilbrakers!! Ummm... tagging @plaguery @blueeyestwinburstdragon @c0rpseductor @seventimesround @3lectro-heart @over--heaven OR steal this from me and @ me! Please don't feel pressured to do this!

Rules: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

It's Ripley Time

“I don’t mind the rain.” Their mouth hung open as if to say more. A single drop of rain grazed their lips. They blinked once and their jaw shut. Nothing else came to them. Nothing that felt “natural,” by any means. Their gaze shot to the side as they angled themself away. “… It makes a nice sound.”

"Hmmm, no thank you. Good bye."

"I know Nero. If he didn't want you around, he would have blatantly told you—in his words—to 'fuck off.' The fact he hasn't says more than you know."

"The tödlein are beholden to their nature—as we all are—but they won't go against my commands."

“I don’t understand this… meal implication. I don’t eat.”

"Are you not entertaining the offer because you think I'll give you an easy win as I'm smaller than you, or are you worried you'll be bested by someone under half your weight?"

"Before I met you, I didn't think myself capable of regarding anyone as a 'friend.' Let alone be regarded as one in return. Truth be told, I'm rather glad to be proven wrong."

"Lately, I've been really getting into drinking water."

“Not to doubt your ability, but if things take a bad turn… I’m incapable of healing you. My magic doesn’t give, only take.”

"Sorry to say this, but just shy of physically throwing me out, you're not going to chase me off so easily."

"I cannot see anyone being fond of a half-living corpse such as myself in such a way. It's too much to hope for."

“… I’m not sure why you’re so keen on keeping a reaper’s company. Most would rather not keep death around longer than needed,”

"The motorcycle is inherently a sexual vehicle."

“I believe that’s Fáfnir. I’ve heard rumors describing it as a great wyrm with insatiable greed,” -- “but if you ask me, it’s just a worm.”

"… Anyway, he's dead. Not that you need me to confirm it,"

#oc: ripley #included some lines trimmed down from an RP I did + some misc ones I've either said in passing in dms outright or in my head #I REALLY wanna finally write proper stuff about Ripley soon though! #their vc is m!byleth btw

[nakanotamu]

What's Kairi been like since she returned to Stardom?

When she first came back, she said "I was Kairi Hojo, then I was Kairi Sane, and now I'm just KAIRI" and honestly I think that's proved to be a rather good encapsulation of who she's been since she came back.

She doesn't shy away from her past at all, referencing past relationships and events, and frequently drawing on parts of her character that are very identifiably what she was like before. Sometimes she's very visibly Kairi Hojo, an overwhelmed underdog babyface pushing herself past the limits of reason. More frequently she's visibly still Kairi Sane, a bit of a weirdo and a huge dickhead who loves getting under people's skin, not seemingly out of maliciousness but bc she finds it entertaining, particularly when she's teaming with Nanae Takahashi. But there's a new, added element on top of it it too.

She's experienced now, and she's ~world travelled~, to be frank, she knows she's a big deal. She's a little aloof, and seems to see herself as a lot above everyone. (Except for maybe Mayu, but that's a more specific relationship than this post needs to get into.) She uses the suffix -kun for nearly everyone, which is extremely overly familiar to the point of rudeness. It's like when someone goes around calling everyone "buddy" in a way that makes it clear they are certainly not actually buddies.

And then, more recently, she started losing. (She only lost like 2 matches but, given she only wrestles infrequently and kind of assumes she can take everyone, that had her rattled.) Stardom is progressing and she looks around at an increasingly unfamiliar landscape that is catching up with her. The more she gets involved, the more clear it is how disconnected she actually is. When she first came back she quickly buddied up with Mayu, who was happy to team with her for a big return pop. But later last year, once they were set to actually face each other, Mayu was like, to paraphrase, "Yeah I can't fucking stand her. I think she's a bigshot who doesn't work for it anymore and picks and chooses her spots to look good and doesn't deserve the hype." So that's certainly not someone she can rely on to have her back. Her biggest ally so far had been Nanae Takahashi, based on a return to their tag team from like 8 years ago, and Nanae seems genuinely very fond of her, but also has her own stuff going on, and Kairi lost with her, so she's prioritizing that relationship a bit less after that.

So she reaches out to basically her only remaining connections at this point - Natsupoi, who is obsessed with her, and Saori Anou, who along with Natsumipoi showed up to save her from being shortstaffed years ago, when they first established their connections to Stardom, to challenge for the Artist belts. And sidenote, but even the connections she draws on sort of show how out of the loop she is. Like, this is stuff going back 6, 7, 8 years. Ancient history in joshi time.

They both agree to team together, obviously, but it's not just some perfect team that immediately comes together with everyone loving each other. Poi likes Anou, but is sceptical about teaming with such a major rival of hers, about even having her around. And, what's more, Kairi is her idol, but once she gets this opportunity, she needs to sit and think a little bit, because she realizes she's kind of just sad she's not teaming with Tam for it. And Saori seems perfectly content to team with them, but pretty quickly, the way I see it, tips her hand that she's actually there to be beside Tam again, and Kairi is almost more a means to an end for her, with how quickly she stepped up and told Tam she would join Cosmic Angels, before she'd even had her first match back in Stardom. (There's plenty of room for her to reveal herself to be much more selfishly motivated than that but this is how the story reads to me so far and I'm going to stick with that until they tear that interpretation from my hands.)

So anyway, bringing it back around to Kairi that is the most recent development of her story. REstart did win the Artist titles, so Kairi got the win she was looking for, but she also finds herself much, much more closely tied to Cosmic Angels than she perhaps intended or expected, and that's after herself admitting an interest in and similarity to Tam when she first came back. She pulled a team around her out of probably the last two people she figured would be totally devoted to her, only to immediately find they're actually more devoted to someone else. They're happy to be Kairi's teammates, but they already have a leader. So the question now is if after so many years away, and so much time seeing herself as kind of above the day-to-day goings on of Stardom, if she can make herself treat her teammates as equals and learn how to play nice again as a member of a team.

#Stardom #Kairi #Tam Nakano #Natsupoi #Saori Anou #long post

[runnning-outof-time]

K’s ‘65 Away From 2.5k’ Holiday BINGO Challenge!

I hope y’all don’t mind that I’m starting this milestone celebration a bit early … I’ve had this challenge in mind for a while now and knew that I wanted to start it today (Dec. 1st). Then I realized how close I am to 2.5k, so I figured ‘why not make it a celebration too?’ So here we are.

I’m going to put the details of the challenge below the cut so that this post doesn’t get super long. Before you go check it out (and I hope you do) I wanted to thank you SO MUCH for helping this blog reach 2.5k followers. To achieve that in less than a year of having this account is crazy, and it’s all thanks to you. 💕

Alright…go check out the challenge now!!! (Please)

You can read stories written for the challenge HERE.

So you’ve decided to check out the challenge…thank you so, so much!!

The rules of it are pretty simple. At the bottom of this post, I’ve got a BINGO board that is loaded with different tropes, genres, settings and ‘must includes’ that you will use to create a story. I’ve picked these because they’re my personal faves, and they’re choices that I’ve seen in many stories on here. And since the holidays are now officially upon us, I figured I’d get us in the spirit with some fesitve choices.

If you’ve not played BINGO before, you need to either fill in 4 squares across or down (I’d shy away from going diagonal because there isn’t all 4 criteria present…4 corners is an option though) and then use those 4 choices in one story. Remember…ALL 4 must be included to get BINGO!

Want to try and get BINGO? All you need to do is either send me a 🎁 in my ask box, or comment 🎁 on this post, and I’ll add you to a PARTICIPANT LIST where all of the stories will eventually be posted.

You don’t need to tell me what choices you’re using right away…save that surprise for the fic that you’ll post (but please tell your readers the 4/the line that you chose when you post the story - maybe add it in an author’s note)

Any character from Peaky Blinders is free game for this challenge, and you’re more than welcome to use an OC or pairing from the show if you feel more comfortable with doing so instead of writing an ‘x reader’.

It is completely fine if you want to include mature (NSFW) content, but if you do…make sure that there are warnings and that you tag it properly.

YOU DO NOT NEED TO BE FOLLOWING ME TO JOIN IN - EVERYONE IS WELCOME!!

This celebration will run from today (Dec. 1st) until January 1st, 2023, which is when I’d like for all of the stories to be posted (becuase we’re celebrating the holidays) … BUT if things happen to get a little hectic for you and you still really want to join, you’re still more than welcome to post after the deadline.

Please make sure that you tag me in the story when you post it!! - you can use the hashtag too, but it’s not required.

Now that all of the boring stuff is out of the way (and I hope you’re still with me)…let’s take a look at the board:

Important: you’ll notice a * at the end of the box that says Christmas Morning/Christmas Eve. I’ve included that in case you wanted to use that line of choices but would rather use New Year’s Eve/New Year’s Morning instead, OR if you want to use that line of choices, but the character you want to write it with doesn’t celebrate Christmas…or you personally don’t celebrate Christmas.

An example of a possible combination for a fic would be: ‘we’re just friends’, ‘a holiday party’, ‘fluff’, ‘must include: a kiss’ … just in case anyone was confused.

I really hope that y’all would want to participate in this challenge…I’ve been waiting anxiously to share the idea with you, and I think it could be a fun way to celebrate the holidays.

Please don’t hesitate to message me if you have any questions!!

Tagging a few people who may be interested: @zablife @cillmequick @raincoffeeandfandoms @shelbydelrey @notyour-valentine @l1-l4 @gypsy-girl-08 @rangerelik @dandelionprints @look-at-the-soul @midnightmagpiemama @evita-shelby @fallatyourfeet @toms-cherry-trees @there-goes-thefighter @moral-terpitude @dearshelby @strayrockette @solomons-finest-rum @mgcllovdrms @huntingingoodwill @teenwolf-theoriginals @pherelesytsia @peakyscillian @peakyswritings @noforkingclue @forgottenpeakywriter @christinasyellowflowers @celticmelody @padfootdaredmetoo @theshelbyclan @vintunnavaa @mythos-writes @dreamlandcreations @jyessaminereads @lilyrachelcassidy

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