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ofluminance-a · 10 months

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SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSE(S) SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

tagged by: @celestiialnotes tagging: YOU READING THIS. :D go for it!

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)? gosh. there are so many muses on here!! uhhh. i guess i can just list the more active muses that i have? however, in doing so, that doesn't mean i am not ever down to try new ones or even rare ships! rare ships are some of my favs, tbh!!

ochako: kacchako, izuocha, kirichako, shinchako, todochako, monochako, iidachako. joke: eraserjoke, micjoke, mightjoke. lucy: graylu, lolu, gajlu, nalu, laxlu, stinglu, freelu. erza: jerza, grayza, mirza. emma: drakemma. takemichi: akkutake, maitake, fuyutake, mistutake. ( i am honestly still developing him / reading the manga more so that's all i've got right now!! ) lumine: chilumi, xiaolumi - just two faves but she obvs works with so many hahah

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE? for a lot of the b.nha student muses that i have and even tr characters, i mean.. a couple years? like one to two years apart, max? i mean they are younger characters and in some cases teens, there's no way i am comfy having them date someone way older. as for the more adult muses: fairy tail, etc. --- i mean, not too much older also? the same concept applies. the most i'd say is about a 5 year difference but no more than 7ish or so.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW? when you know, you know. it's pretty obvious. a lot of the characters i write tend to be younger and for that i mean, nsfw is pretty non existent. but in the rare chance that it is written here it's with a mun i trust and am comfortable with wholeheartedly. the same can be said for the muses: the ship would have to be pretty well developed: chemistry, built on trust, etc.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING? yes and no? i mean, if you'd like to ship our muses and our interested in doing so, please let me know! however, i also have to keep the muse in mind / and categorize things in my brain to not make things complicated. i tend to work off a mains system so as to not have 10 ships with the same character. so, as an example: ochako has a very established ship with @ofdetonation's bakugou, so i'd be very selective in shipping her with another. i hope that makes sense? but in all honestly, i am very open to lots of things!

WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH? ahhh! gosh it'd bee too much to name them all. but, as mentioned: - ochako is with cam's bakugou, and his izuku over at @starvirescent. also for izuocha: @starshinc & @roguesenses. monochako is shipped with @galaxythixf & @beastincidents. - lucy is shipped with @ofsavior's gray and loke. as well as @celestiialnotes's gajeel and soon to be @diablescharmants's freed! - joke is shipped with @spllledwlne's shota and @spydcddy's loid! (yor is also shipped with juice's loid). jean is shipped with @resolutepath's diluc! ** there are so many more things i am sure i cannot think of at this moment! & a lot more developing that i am very excited for!

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU? it would be much appreciated! i am ALWAYS open to it!! it just helps me to know that you're interested in doing so! everything with my muses is based off of chemistry! but if we've talked forever and you just wanna ship our muses or try something out? let's chat, plot, and see what can happen!

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS? hmmm--- i'd say, ship-more-or-less! i am here for my characters, and in some instances, that's the last thing that's on their minds! however: ME, DANDI-- HEAR ME RAWR-- i mean, ahem--- me? i, myself, am a shipaholic, and i'll be the first to admit that! a lot of my characters tend to have like.. main character energy? so! they're very ship-able! & even if they're not a main character, i also love all the random like side stuff or rare ships! i am always up for making an interaction happen!

my only ask is that we've written a few times and that the mun and i have spoken! but trust me, once we ship? it's over for you, and your muse. muahahaha!! .. in a good way!!! :) it will consume me and just: happy sighs.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP? oh! yes! very much so! the only two characters i am sort of sensitive when it comes to multi-shipping in certain ships are ochako and lucy! and that's simply because, as stated, they're the two that have been around the longest and in some ships, they are very well along and established! but that's not to say, depending on what happens, that it won't work out! it just means, i am slightly more selective with both of their muses & may only have a few of each individual ship.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM? if i answered that for every character on this blog we'd be here even longer!! i will just say, at points, kacchako, izuocha, monochako, eraserjoke, matchablossom, graylu, grayza, nalu, jerza, grayza, chilumi, drakemma, & zutara have consumed my soul. honestly? a lot of ships do! i am also really hung up on the tr brainrot and holy hell, i am just :eyes: at so many ships!

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU? talk me me. slap me with the ship, art, send an ask, or a meme! i am really open to just so many things and i would love, love, love to start writing & shipping! with so many more of you! <3

#this got long oh my god #i blame me and multimuse ass #dash games tag tba #THANK YOU FOR TAGGIN ME MY LOVE #⋆ ― ✧ out of chocolate. / ooc.#now onto s.inday things and g.enshin

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medufasa · 3 months

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Seriously on my PCFS shit now.

I'm seriously a shipaholic and my favs are Mina x Mai, Kat x Rick, And I like Mouse x Mick tho there's like barely any scenes of them.

I'd like to see more of Mouse and Mick, Mouse and Halloway, and Kat x Rick tbh they're so cute to me

ALSO A BACKSTORY ON BOBBY AND NUTT I ACTUALLY NEED THAT

#porkchop n flatscreen #chubby mermaid #emezie

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oatmilk-earlgrey · 10 months

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rules: tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better! Tagged by @die-schwanenkoenigin - thank you! <33

Relationship status: single

Fav colour: dark green 🌲

Song/s stuck in my head: ‘space cadet’ - beabadoobee + just dance lady gaga 😭

Last song listened to: no idea music app not cooperating

Last googled: ‘instagram threads’

Dream Trip: somewhere in southern europe

Anything I want now: cup of tea & some motivation would be nice 👌

No pressure if you don’t want to of course <3, but I’ll tag: @spaghetti-napoletana @capverscat @rowantree-26 @captainscrunchyknees @nortism @amiablegoat @sirelliott @shipaholic

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whitegoddent · 14 days

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shipaholic · 4 months

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Good Omens music compilation post

I just remembered that I accidentally predicted the ending of Good Omens Season 2 (sort of) in a fic, and wrote songs about it. *

* OK, I wrote lyrics about it. Rebecca Sugar wrote the songs.

(BTW, are those still called filks? I'm old.)

I never put all the songs/filks together in one post, so I'm making that post now. With lyrics! Just imagine Aziraphale and Crowley if they were far more emotionally expressive.

Originally, these songs were: 1) Drift Away, from the Steven Universe movie; 2) It's Over, Isn't It? from the Steven Universe episode Mr. Greg; and 3) Found, from the Steven Universe movie.

1 - Aziraphale Returns To Heaven

2 - Crowley Alone

3 - Together We're Home

These were fun to write, and it's nice to compile them all at last. I hope if you like angst, and hope, you'll give them a listen. :)

Lyrics under the cut:

See Him Again (set to Drift Away, from Steven Universe the movie, written by Rebecca Sugar, performed by Sarah Stiles)

AZIRAPHALE:

Calling to Heaven Is someone there? Just wond'ring how you are? Calling to Heaven How do you do? It's been too long by far. I know you're busy Don't mean to disturb But I'm at an end of my purpose in this world. Time to move on, now Please let me in. I know that I'll never see him again.

Back up in Heaven Singing all day Here in the boundless white. I love this music I love my work I don't think of him at night. Each hour praising Heart full to burst A countdown until the last hour on Earth. It won't be long now One childhood, and then I know that I'll never see him again.

We filled up all our pages Believing we could hide Believing we could hide forever. And held true down the ages Until the day arrived Until the day arrived We could no longer lie We could never be together.

Finally, something Hark at the news Come hear how the story ends. The world won't exist soon Devoured by our war Along with my one true friend. And won't it be lovely? Won't it be swell? And aren't I in hell? And I'll never tell how I'm Fleeing from Heaven Find him and then I'll risk it all if I see him See him See him again.

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It's Over, Isn't It? (set to It's Over, Isn't It?, from Steven Universe episode Mr Greg, written by Rebecca Sugar, performed by Deedee Magno Hall)

CROWLEY:

I was fine To pretend That our time down here on Earth Would never end. I was fine 'Cause I knew When the day arrived, I'd stay And stand with you. I was fine When we lied Knowing underneath, we two Were on our side. Not above Not below After all these years, I never thought you'd go.

It's over, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it over? It's over, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it over? You've gone And I've lost you And Earth's time is almost done. It's over, isn't it Why can't I move on?

Hell and Heaven War eternal Powers holy and infernal For your freedom My redemption We became our bold invention Who am I now in the world without you? My happiness all revolved about you Close to a love that I never deserved Now I'll wait for the end of the world.

It's over, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it over? It's over, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it over? You've gone And I've lost you And our time is up and done. It's over, isn't it Why can't I move on?

It's over, isn't it Why can't I move on?

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Home (set to Found, from Steven Universe the movie, written by Rebecca Sugar, performed by Zach Callison and Sarah Stiles)

AZIRAPHALE:

Today, I swear, my love We’ll run away We just need to find somewhere And once we’re there, my love How bright the days Just us in our new somewhere. Out there, where they can’t hurt us Out there, where we’re all alone Some way, somehow, someday We’re going to come home.

CROWLEY:

Today, like all the days Was hard and cold And you could be found nowhere. It ends after today The Earth grows old And soon we will be nowhere. You are the one who hurt me You went and left me alone Too far, too bad, too late To tell me you’re home.

CROWLEY / AZIRAPHALE:

You are the one who hurt me / I never meant to hurt you You went, and I was alone / You are my someone, I know.

AZIRAPHALE:

My love -

CROWLEY:

You can’t, Don’t tell me -

BOTH:

- You are my home.

AZIRAPHALE:

Today, I swear, right now Together we’re home.

#good omens #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens 2 #good omens filks #steven universe #crossovers #omens universe

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funtime-girltime · 3 years

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Cant remember where i saw it but that post made by the Good omens blog (i think they were a Crowley stan due to their pfp) where they were talking about how they didnt care about mens mental health. That shits dumb as fuck.

Like genuinely what the fuck is wrong with you where you can go "i dont care if a man is suicidal because um- patriarchy and women get paid less to give them therapy :(" are you STUPID??? You're not saying some enlightened #girlpower shit youre just being toxic and clearly chronically online.

Anyway Misandry sucks post made

#good omens #shipaholic #i saw you reblog that post #come on man #:(#therapy #some people are dumb i guess #crowley #discourse #but not really #misandry

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mikami · 5 years

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shipaholic replied to your post:Perpetual reminder that Ohba explicitely...

I think of it as ‘Rem is canonically gay despite the author’s dumbass opinion’ :D

That’s hard for me because I’m absolutely no fun as a person, fhghjjk

I’d maybe be able to do it if Ohba hadn’t literally built in a failsafe. Like, it is one thing to have a text where the issue is like “the author has not intended for this to be in the text but a solely text-focused interpretation makes this view a valid and non-contradictory reading”, but for me it is another to be like “the author realized mid-writing that he absolutely HATES this reading which has accidentally become very plausible and alters his text to make the character explicitly refute it on page”.

That’s not canon anymore. Canon is non-text-contradictiory. This is the author’s homophobia seeping into the text, becoming text.

Like, don’t get me wrong, I’m all for writing Rem as gay in your stories and ignoring the canon in this one aspect. The anime also removes this line, making anime!Rem pretty gay because that is a very valid reading when this line isn’t added in.... all of that is fine and all.

But ‘canon’ to me implies ‘this is something inherent to the work that you will find in it without squinting when you seek the work out’. And I think that’s just a misleading statement to say about a story in which the author had Rem basically go ‘btw shinigami have heteronormativity and lesbian love is impossible lol’.

tl;dr: I am no fun at parties or literally anywhere, but these are my very personal feelings so I guess I have to suck it up and boil in them.

#shipaholic #the solution to my problems is just to accept everyone is only talking about the anime #WHICH I GUESS I REALLY NEED TO LEARN TO DO #luna texts

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yuttikkele · 1 year

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gosh WHY am i such a shipaholic *HEAD IN HANDS*

#ack #text post

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yamiyoogi · 6 years

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My favourite is when he screams for Misa/Takada/Mikami to kill everybody in the warehouse despite having memory-wiped, MURDERED WITH FIRE, or burned his bridges with every single one of them.

The one time he actually needs a stupid, elaborate plan, he doesnt have one lmfao

#shipaholic

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lawlight-week · 7 years

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Title: Now The World Is Ours

 Name of creator: @shipaholic

 Created for:  @tsuki-keehl

Prompt: “Angst” + “bottom!Light" 

Characters: Light, L

 Rating, warnings and no. of words (for fics): R (M for part 2), nuclear apocalypse, 1781 words (this part)

It’s day thirty-eight. The air is yellow and L is still not back.

Light sips his coffee. There isn’t much else to do. The monitors have been blank ever since the bomb hit, and the back-up generator hasn’t brought them back online. Venturing beyond the control room in search of a fix has been deemed inadvisable.

So, this is where they’ve holed up. This bland square space filled with non-functioning tech is all that’s available to them. Light considers his good luck, in spite of it all. Of all the places to be when nuclear warfare breaks out, L’s stupid ostentatious building had turned out to be a godsend. Radiation-resistant walls. The backup generator whirs along and keeps the lights on and the kettle working. A water filter, for L’s million cups of tea. Gas masks.

The only exit to the room is the exit to the building. L goes out to get supplies. Mostly other people’s radios and televisions he’s deconstructed. They don’t need food, for now - the kitchen is well-stocked, and Light has drawn up a plan for rations, just in case. Neither of them suffers easily from cabin-fever. Light learned that about himself during his fifty days’ confinement. As for L, Light wonders if his stint at university was his first time out of doors.

Light takes another sip of coffee. The handcuff chain clinks against the arm of his chair.

Ah, yes. Those. Light had really, really hoped he’d seen the back of those.

L had disillusioned him the first day he’d decided one of them would need to go outside.

—

“Kira cannot be trusted on his own.”

Light had stared at the twin loops dangling from L’s crabbed, pinched thumb and forefinger. He’d pushed down the urge to scream.

“We proved my innocence. You stared at those rules for hours and you couldn’t think of a loophole.”

“I think we’re beyond proof now, Kira-kun. Hold out your arm.”

“I am not Kira. It is impossible for me to be Kira. The policemen of my country have determined that I am innocent. I don’t have to do anything you say.”

L sighed. Light laughed. The sound was sharp and echoing in the metal box they now called home.

“You must be overjoyed, now it’s just the two of us. Nobody can stop you tormenting me now. It was never really about proof, was it? You know I didn’t do it, and that’s why you’re out to get me - because I showed you up. I showed everyone The Great L was wrong. You want to punish me for not being Kira.”

L’s jawline twitched. It was the first time Light had seen an emotion force its way onto his face.

“I went easy on you before, Light.” There is no pleasure on L’s plain, tired face; only immovable dislike. “During our fistfights. A trained martial artist versus a teen with a handful of high-school boxing lessons under his belt? Don’t fool yourself into thinking we were evenly matched. If I’d fought back with no care to your safety, I would have done you a serious injury. Now, I could spend the next few hours laying out why you are Kira, and why those rules in the Death Note are fake, and how you have engineered this situation to provide yourself an alibi. But I am tired, and we are out of time. Hold out your arm.”

Light laughed again. It was hard to hold back, in this new ruined world. His laugh rolled around and around the room.

He refused.

It was a miscalculation.

—

That was weeks ago.

Light rubs his jaw with the hand not holding coffee. It still twinges when he presses too hard.

In the end, he can’t stop L doing what he wants. A small light of rage burns within him, replenishing every time he looks at L, every hour he spends tied to this chair. But it isn’t defeat, not really. L is just as trapped as he is.

Footsteps sound in the corridor outside.

Whenever L comes back, Light has a shameful urge to prick up his ears and lean towards the entrance, like a dog. He only does it because nothing else happens here. But for an instant that flame of rage gets directed at himself, for feeling anything at L’s comings and goings. Light’s priority is to ensure he stays alive and L dies, and the latter will happen as soon as the former is assured.

The door sweeps open, and a yellow astronaut steps into the room.

The astronaut places a backpack carefully on the ground. It straightens up and removes its helmet. Underneath is L’s head, smaller than usual with his body covered in bulky hazmat-wear.

Light lets out a breath. He hates the feeling of relief creeping up inside him. If L became a shambling radiated zombie, or got his head bashed open by some desperate person, Light’s only reason to mourn would be for his own odds of survival.

“You were gone overnight. I was worried,” he said out loud.

L starts to wriggle out of the hazmat suit. No doubt it’ll be left in a pile on the floor until the next trip. “Apologies, Light. I found an office that was still accessible on the ground floor. It made sense to work through the night.” Just as Light knew he would, he discards his suit on the ground like an old skin. L crouches on the floor and unzips the backpack.

“Well, I’m glad you’re alive. I could do with another coffee when you’ve got a moment.” Light watches L pull bits of deconstructed computer out of the backpack. Unusually for him, he has remembered Light’s request for more toothpaste. A bright pink, half-empty bottle of shampoo, obviously stolen from some teenage girl’s bathroom, is crammed at the bottom. And so are… condoms.

Light blinks as L lays the little box on the floor with the other personal items. Definitely condoms. There’s no reason Light would hallucinate that.

“That’s a little presumptuous,” he says.

L lifts his huge eyes. His dark circles are worse than ever. If he stayed up all of last night, Light calculates he must be nearing hour eighty without sleep.

“It is still possible there are other survivors. In case we end up accommodating more people, I am trying to prepare as broad a range of supplies as possible. These don’t expire for another five years, so that gives us plenty of time.”

Light wants to laugh, but he feels too exasperated. “L, quite besides the fact that no-one else in Tokyo is likely to have been inside, effectively, a nuclear bunker when a bomb was dropped on them with no warning -”

“Breathe, Light,” L mutters.

“- And besides the fact that we now live in a single room, which while spacious, does not provide for privacy or sound-proofing -” Light does pause for breath at that point. L inspires a lot of run-on sentences - “I doubt anyone with the dubious luck of being alive in this hell on earth has sex on their mind.”

“Oh well. I’ll put them with the spare batteries.” L sets the condoms aside.

Light watches him as he sorts through the guts of the computers he’s shredded. He feels vaguely rattled, though he doesn’t know why. It isn’t just because he spent the night chained to a chair, while L was apparently raiding strangers’ night stands for sex aids.

“You’re lying to me,” he says, half to himself.

L’s nimble fingers stop sorting bits of metal. Light’s always found them interesting to watch, the strange crabbed way L holds them at odds with their dexterity. They remind him of spindly pale insects he once saw in a nature documentary.

“I regret, due to the nature of my work, I am frequently lying to you, Light-kun. As ever, I pray you won’t take it personally.”

“Oh, spare me,” Light snaps. “It’s the goddamn apocalypse. Nobody has a job any more.”

The words surprise him. The concept of an apocalypse feels straight out of comic books. It’s not a word he would normally reach for. Still, he realises that this is how it feels. Not just that Tokyo has ended, but the world has.

His New World has died, right when he’d begun to shape it for the better.

L gives him a look, but doesn’t comment on his odd word choice. “As far as I am concerned, L is a job for life. It’s not as if I was drawing a salary. I am still working a case, even as the circumstances I am working in become… highly irregular.”

“Ah, the case.” Light rolls his eyes and tips his chair back. “Some might call it selfish to fixate on catching one murderer when millions are dead and the world is in shambles.”

“What an abrupt change in Light-kun’s attitude.” L’s voice is sharp. “I recall you giving me a black eye the last time I lost focus on the Kira case.”

“Well, what can I say. Statistically, Kira is probably dead. And if not, he must be having a job locating new victims at the moment.” Light sets his empty cup down on the ground. His eye catches the condom packet and he almost loses his train of thought. “But far be it for me to question your priorities, L. One: acquire as much junk as you can carry. Two: provide for the sex lives of hypothetical guests. Three: chain up the one person who could help you and call them a murderer. Four -”

L drops the bit of piping in his hand to the tiled floor. The crash rings throughout the room.

Light almost jumps out of his skin. He stares from the pipe on the ground to L’s tightly drawn mouth.

“Light. Shut up.”

Light’s mouth snaps shut. He has never seen L lose his temper.

L resumes picking through his stack of parts, while Light’s brain whirs into overtime. It is the condoms that’s bothering him. L’s explanation makes no sense. And everything he does is calculated. Dropping them in front of Light like that… it was a provocation.

The conclusion drops neatly into Light’s head like the answer to a test. He smiles.

“You’re lonely,” he says.

L pauses. He doesn’t look up.

Light’s voice brims with satisfaction. “You’re afraid you’re going to die. So you’re hoping for a pity-fuck.”

L still says nothing. Light doesn’t need him to. His smile widens.

They spend the rest of the hours until bed in silence. Light doesn’t get his coffee. He doesn’t care. The triumph burning inside him, for once, is enough to drown the anger.

#lawlightweek2k17 #submission #fanfic #tuski-keehl #shipaholic

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