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moodlesmain · 11 months
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Hi. Look at this.
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I just spent two days straight making a digital conspiracy board trying to piece together my favourite genre that isn't really a genre and more just a very particular niche which doesn't really have a name.
If you want to look I reccomend downloading and zooming in on the image to read everything LMAO, I want to try and convert it to a page on my neocities at some point so its easier to view but for now you guys just get a big ol' jpeg. You're welcome :)
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Cuddle Trouble(s)!
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(From the 6th to 30th April, I am having a mini 100 follower milestone event!)
Tags: Scaramouche x gn!reader, fluff, modern au Summary: Scaramouche loves both you and your plushies but a man has his needs and that includes abundant cuddle time.
When Scaramouche was invited to your room, he was quite honestly unsure of what to expect. You were the shining light of his life and he would accept anything you throw at him anyways (not that he’d tell you that). He was expecting the worst and was pleasantly surprised by the best possible outcome. Your room was befitting of your personality, especially the numerous stuffed animals lying around. Scaramouche was even impressed by the sheer variety in your room, both in types of animals and sizes. From dogs and cats to bears and even dragons and small, palm sized plushies to ones that were even his height.
Scaramouche would make fun of you upon finding out, yes, but inside he is already plotting to do two things. One, which kind of plushy he should buy for you to decorate your room with, and two, how to push the bigger ones out of the picture when you two cuddle. Ever since you showed him your little secret, you had been a lot more open with cuddling your little friends, even during the time you were supposed to be doing that with him! Gears turned in his mind. He had to solve this problem as soon as possible.
Scaramouche, despite all of his brain and intelligence, could not come up with anything for the life of him. Hell, out of desperation, he even tried to send his thoughts over telepathically! It obviously did not work. In the end, he resolved to just push you into his chest and essentially prevented any space for the stuffed toys between you and him. It did work for the first few times until you started to question him and he relented to you and your adorable annoying puppy dog eyes. You laughed until he turned bright red and refused to communicate in any way shape or form. You two eventually reached a compromise, the plushies got one hour with you everyday, and he got at least two hours. 
Bonus: You had to tell scara to stop getting you more stuffed animals after a while because your shared home was running out of space to put them. In response to that, he got a new shelf.
A/N: i should've touched grass more... Taglist: @amyminhminh (comment if you want to be tagged in future scara x reader posts~)
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reasonsforhope · 6 months
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Do you have a tag specifically for stuff about the climate crisis/what is being done/can be done to help stop or reverse its effects?
Basically just read a post that was "I'm not trying to be alarmist but- *spends seven paragraphs about how climate change is inevitable, we will never possibly recover from it, it's not global warming anymore its global "boiling", none of the damage can ever be undone and we're all going to be dead in the next five generations*" and I'm trying.. very hard not to spiral from it.
Sorry for bothering you 🙏
The "climate crisis" "climate change" and "climate hope" tags should do the trick.
Of those, "climate change" is the one that has the most content by far, just because the others are more narrow and "climate hope" is a much more recent term, so to speak, because I keep forgetting about it lol
I don't post anything that's not good news, so you can go through the general "climate change" tag without fear
Also, while I'm at it, that person is wrong. For a lot of reasons, including that we're actively fixing a lot of damage to ecosystems literally right now. And also also, GLOBAL WARMING WILL BE AT LEAST SOMEWHAT REVERSIBLE
Why? Well, the rise in average global temperatures is caused by excess carbon dioxide in the atmosphere. As we keep fixing the planet, restoring ecosystems, and stop burning fossil fuels, nature will siphon more and more of the carbon dioxide out of the atmosphere.
And if there's less carbon dioxide (and other greenhouse gasses) in the atmosphere, then more heat can once again escape the planet and radiate out into space
Will this be easy? Probably not! This planet's natural systems are incomprehensibly complicated - but that also means there are solutions out there that we haven't even discovered. There are some additional problems to overcome, like the fact that the oceans will be surfacing excess heat for a few decades after we stop CO2 emissions, and also "natural gas" and "carbon capture" are fake solutions/oil company traps.
But we can do it. I so, so, so sincerely believe that.
One term that I think we'll be seeing more and more of in the coming years is "Drawdown": "Climate drawdown refers to the future point in time when levels of greenhouse gas concentrations in the atmosphere stop climbing and start to steadily decline.[1] Drawdown is a milestone in reversing climate change and eventually reducing global average temperatures." (from wikipedia)
We can achieve drawdown. Will life in the future look very different? Yes, in both good and bad ways.
Climate change is the earth's "feedback" to humanity: "Fix your shit or die."
People are, in general, really, really, really committed to finding ways not to die.
I genuinely believe the rest of us can overcome the few dozen billionaires trying to screw the rest of us over. Money is powerful, but the remaining 7 billion plus people on this planet are more so. And the fortunes of billlionaires are made off the backs of the rest of us - which means we can make those fortunes run dry.
Sources for this answer (warning, these talk about the negative side of things a lot too, they're not the uplifting reads themselves. that's next): x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x
Other sources to read for hope: FutureCrunch, Project Drawdown and Project Regeneration good news websites in general such as Positive News and Goodgoodgood, which I think are the best content fits for what you're looking for. Make sure to check out Goodgoodgood's roundups specifically. And know that there are way, way more good news stories - and way bigger ones, too - than I've had time to post about lately, because work has been really hectic
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19. “I’m pregnant.” -samatoki- gentaro- ramuda🍭
# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship; romance; huge fluff; pregnancy; mention of pimples; kisses; soft!samatoki; sfw
includes: female reader ft. samatoki aohitsugi {hypmic}
author’s note: again! i choose the first person. thank you :D
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19. “I’m pregnant.”
Two red lines on a tiny pregnancy test brought tears to your both eyes; you didn’t know yet whether they were tears of happiness or insecurity, but you felt strange; completely different, maybe a little too carefree. You wiped your reddened eyelids and puffy cheeks by hand, blew your nose on a piece of toilet paper, then put the test into your back pocket. You washed your hands, looking at your face all the time, noticing two pimples on your forehead and chin. You knew perfectly well that mental and physical changes during pregnancy would be bigger and more visible – sometimes pleasant, sometimes irritating and painful. The pimples were nothing invasive so far, but you felt sad.
With a different face, a visible tummy, much more weight, morning sickness and mood swings, will you still be charming, attractive, sweet and beautiful to your husband? Will you still be desired by him, will he still love you and appreciate your little and big things? Strange thoughts lingered in your mind for the rest of the day; you thought about your relationship while eating dinner alone, while watching an American movie on Netflix, during your night routine and long bath, and while making meal for you and Samatoki. The man should be here in less than a quarter of an hour – at least that’s what he wrote in the message to you.
You set out on two trays a bowl of warm soup, a bowl of white rice, a small plate of pickled cucumbers, seaweed salad, egg omelettes with peas, a few side dishes of fresh vegetables and hot tea in your favorite mugs. A typical Japanese supper was your daily routine, your intimate moment and time for quiet conversation. With the last element placed on the table, your beloved entered the apartment. As usual, he smelled of cigarette smoke, heavy perfume, the dampness and smog of the city. You flinched slightly at the smell, covering your mouth with your dominant hand. The other landed on your stomach.
“Baby?” Before you could say ‘Hi’, you ran to the bathroom. Another dose of nausea attacked your body, and you bent over the toilet, emptying your stomach. Samatoki ran up to you moments later, stroking your back and whispering in your ear that everything would be fine and that you were very brave. You wiped your mouth with a piece of soft toilet paper, then looked at your partner.
“I’m pregnant.” You whispered, closing your eyes and waiting for any scream or anger from him. Nothing of the sort happened though, and instead the white-haired man kissed you on your slightly sweaty forehead, smiling slightly.
“Well, not surprising. We’ve had unprotected sex for over a month.” He chuckled and you only blushed even more. “Did you call to the doctor?”
“N-No... Not yet...” You muttered, and then another wave of dizziness hit you – this time with redoubled force. Samatoki stroked your neck until you felt better, then carried you to bed for a while and fed you with warm soup.
He seemed indifferent to the information about the child, although by the end of the evening you could see him looking at you with love in his eyes. You’ve also seen him smiling sweetly from time to time as he browses the internet and sites about parenting, kids and pregnancy.
And then, just before going to bed, he threw an almost full box of cigarettes into the trash.
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Monday, June 26th, 2023 - Sunday, July 2nd, 2023
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General Info
What is UraIchi Week?
It’s a week-long fanworks event to promote the Urahara Kisuke x Kurosaki Ichigo ship. There’s no sign-up, it’s just for fun, and everybody can participate. Completed works and wips are both acceptable, and any type of fanwork (fanfic, fanart, gifsets, etc.) is welcome. NSFW and/or potentially trigger-y content is allowed, although please remember to tag your works properly.
The ship itself can be written romantically or platonically so long as it stars these two characters together in some way. Poly ships are also fine so long as Ichigo and Kisuke are still the focus of the fanwork. And crossovers and fusions are also allowed even if it isn’t one of the given prompts for the event. Basically, anything goes, and the only criteria is that it has to be UraIchi-centric.
Posting:
For those of you with Tumblr, you can tag your stuff with #UraIchi Week 2023 in the first five tags of your post. I’ll be tracking that tag so I’ll see it and reblog it to this blog. (If it’s been a few days since you posted and I still haven’t reblogged it, something probably went wrong, Tumblr’s not always reliable, so just shoot me an ask about it and I’ll reblog it.)
For those of you with AO3, I will create a collection a day or two before the event starts, and you’ll be able to add your work to the collection when you post. (I’ll toss up a notice for everyone once the collection is up.)
And of course we have our Discord server (link is on the sidebar) so if you want to come and talk about what you’re working on or you just want to chat, feel free to join us there!
At this point, the UraIchi Server has definitely gotten a lot bigger than just UraIchi, but we do still have channels dedicated to UraIchi events.
~ Themes
The votes are in and tallied so here are the results that everyone’s been waiting for! It’s your choice whether or not you want to make a fanwork that includes all the themes of that day, or a fanwork for each theme, or a fanwork for just one. You can make something for each day of the week or just one or two days. And if your fanwork doesn’t fit any of the themes, there’s a Creator’s Choice option on the last day so feel free to bring your own ideas to this event. All prompts can be interpreted any way you want as well, it’s entirely up to you, any extra bits I’ve added is just to help get those inspiration bunnies hopping.
An extra note about the sentence prompts: feel free to change the tenses and pronouns as it suits you. If you’re inspired by a sentence prompt, then of course you should include it in your fic (as opposed to the quote prompts which are just inspiration in a general-theme-of-your-work sort of way), but if you need to change the tense from present to past, or if you’re doing a genderbend fic and need to change the pronoun, that’s perfectly fine.
And now here are the prompts:
June 26th, 2023 - Day 1: the passage of time is a game-changer, for better or for worse
Time Travel AU / Dimension Travel AU
"At this point, I've died so many times, once more isn't going to make a difference."
Post-Canon AU
"This isn't your responsibility." / "It isn't yours either."
June 27th, 2023 - Day 2: o if only the dead could speak— you would hear the stories they could tell, of the terrible things we did for love
Loyalty Kink
"Him or the world? That's easy."
Oaths / Vows
"Everything I've ever let go of has claw marks on it." - David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
June 28th, 2023 - Day 3: is there really so great a difference, between man and martyr and monster?
vs. Gotei 13 AU
"You could at least keep your pet killer on a leash."
Mafia AU
"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you look when considering violence?" - Terry Pratchett, Going Postal
June 29th, 2023 - Day 4: i was never human to begin with (you made sure of that)
Feral
Eldritch/Horror/Supernatural Elements AU
Binding Contracts
"Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?" - Friedrich Nietzsche
June 30th, 2023 - Day 5: our love was forged across battlefields (we fought for every bit of it, every single day)
Soulmates AU
"I want you to stay. Am I still not being clear enough?"
Arranged Marriage AU
"We accept the love we think we deserve." - Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
July 1st, 2023 - Day 6: redemption or destruction— which one will you be to me?
Touch-Starved Character(s)
"I've forgotten how to be kind."
Mask
"I desire the things that will destroy me in the end." - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
July 2nd, 2023 - Day 7:
Creator’s Choice!
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heiayen · 2 months
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qingxins and wrong decisions - furina & gn!reader
summary: while walking around the liyue, you spotted qingxins- the beautiful, white flowers that you heard about plenty and completely adored. you decided to pick them up, unaware of all the things that will happen...
tags: can be read both as romantic and platonic, depending on how you choose to read this! you&furina gather qingxins, chaos ensues. [name] is a reporter and has no common sense to not pack themselves into troubles sometimes, comedy&fluff, drabble! no dialogues written. part 1 (watching gaming's perfomance) part 2 (playing with kites) part 4 (visitng the hulao mountain and bringing food as an offering)
notes: hehehehe. they are so silly. this is my third entry for @/astronetwrk new lunar year event <3 this was so fun to write n i really should write more... less serious more comedic fics because they are just fun. yeah! enjoy!
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In hindsights, it was… maybe a terrible idea. A bad one at least. 
When you decided with Furina to walk around Liyue, enjoy the pretty views, mountains and waters, the wildlife, it was a good idea. A great one, you would dare to say, because Liyue was a beautiful nation. So different from Fontaine, the hills and mountains were breathtaking, you loved it there, and so did Furina. 
The problem started when you saw the lovely, white flowers you heard about so much– qinxings.because suddenly, you wished to gather an entire bouquet full of them. 
And so, the hunt began.
It was fun at first. Furina got the role of a bodyguard and your emotional support, because not only she simply wasn’t the right peson to climb so much, her shoes weren’t either. 
(You weren’t the best person for climbing either, but since you promised her a bouquet, you would give her bouquet and it was final.)
The flowers that grew closer to the ground were funny to gather. You did some climbing on the rocks, picked up the flower, wondered how on earth a flower could grow from a rock– and proudly posed for Furina, that was holding your kamera.
“This is the first qingxin picked up by me, [name]!” You laughed, and so did Furina, clapping her hands in a celebration of your victory, and even taking a picture to immortalize such achievement.
And that was the first flower. The easiest one, not yet warning you of your impending doom.
It continued for a moment– you picking up the flowers, Furina taking pictures of both you and other views, and it was fun. The qingxins in that area didn’t grow very high, so soon you had a small bouquet in your hands. 
For few flowers, you had to skip over a waterfall which… was stressful but you took a deep breath, handed the bouquet to Furina (in case you fell into the water) and went to get that lone qingxin.
Which, of course, you succeeded, and got another picture to the collection. Good thing you packed another film or two…
However, later…
Maybe it was a bad idea to visit this dark, gloomy forest… to gather more flowers. It would be fun, you thought to yourself. You heard a lot of Wuwang Hill and that did pique your interest. Furina disagreed, not wanting to get spooked by some ghosts and, oh, besides! She came here to gather flowers and enjoy the views, not get chased down by some ghosts!
You two went there anyway but made it as brief as possible– and no ghosts tried to scare you, for your luck… which, honestly, you preferred over having to climb even bigger mountains in order to pick up qingxins.
Furina told you that you didn’t had to. You were too stubborn to listen and besides, tiny Furina waiting for you down the hills was… a really funny view. A cute one, too, because she was just tiny, standing there with your camera and now waving, and yelling for you to come down to her. 
You nodded. Looked down, blinked even. 
…how does one climbs down? 
Climbing down that particular place took you twice the time to took to climb up and it included Furina’s worried yelling, your own yelling back (because otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to hear each other from such distance), and some prayers to the geo archon for some good luck climbing down.
…though, wasn’t the geo archon dead or so you heard? For a good second you pondered whether it was a good idea to pray to the archon that was, well, technically dead, before you heard Furina usher you down. You will worry about the technicalities when you’re not about to fall and break a leg. 
You didn’t luckily. You survived this terrible experience and could literally see Furina’s shoulders drop down in relief– and right after it, she started scolding you to not climb hills you couldn’t climb down. You promised to not do that…
…only to try and pick up a lone qingxin, guarded by some hilichurls and mitachurls. 
For the love of gods, you didn’t know if it was your instinct as a reporter to put yourself in possibly dangerous situations for some good photos or gossips to write about– and in this situation for flowers, flowers! but you did it either way, much to Furina’s disappointment and more worry.
(At this point, she would start to grow grey hair because of you. Well. Whatever you could say.)
The hilichurls chased you both out and you did end up tripping and scrapping your knee, twisting your ankle and probably giving Furina a small heart attack with all this, but…
You got your flowers. That was all that mattered.
(Later, you went to Bubu Pharmacy for some salve for all your small injuries and scratches that you got while flower picking and when you heard that you could simply buy the said flowers here, your jaw dropped and Furina let out a quiet “oh!”  in surprise.
To think you could have your pretty, little bouquet without all of this…)
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exhaustedpirate · 9 months
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parent for hire
As mentioned in the prologue post, let me know if you'd like to be included in the tag list for this project! From this post on, I will be uploading moodboards made by me. This project will have a constant "THANK YOU" to @kmomof4 for making this whole thing possible!
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Chapter One - The Rescue
word count: 2772 words 
rating: Teen and Up
tag list: @cocohook38
read on AO3 | prologue
Killian Jones always got his bounty. 
Since he began his solo career as a bounty hunter, he could count on one hand the ones that had escaped him. His successes had helped his reputation soar and had given him a name of his own. Hook.
And with a name of his own, he gained some competition, and some enemies.
One of them was Blackbeard - a ruthless man without a shred of honour.
Killian tried to make his coin in a way his former Captain would be proud of, honorably. He would accept bounties to capture criminals, to help people. There were times he would slip - innocent people were sometimes worth a lot of gold - but those were few and far between. 
He wasn't sure where his most recent bounty fit. His employer had been vague - a large sum of gold to capture a wizard. No indication as to why or what they intended to do with him. Killian's history with wizards made him uninterested in asking those questions. As far as he was concerned, he would be quite happy to rid the world of another one. 
His heart stuttered as he thought of what he lost, the hook on his left hand feeling heavier than before, the weight on his chest suffocating. He heard her pleas, his own cries of pain. Magic served only to destroy. 
He shook his head, wanting out of the memory, returning his focus to the present. He urged Roger forward, matching his heart rate to the horse's foot falls. Seemingly understanding his mood, Roger's path veered towards the beach, keeping close to the water.
Luckily, Glowerhaven was a coastal kingdom. It was also where Killian knew Blackbeard’s lair was located.
According to his employer, Blackbeard had been hired to bring in the bounty but was now refusing to deliver, making the wizard's retrieval much more difficult for his employer than necessary. That had earned Killian a far bigger reward.
He wasn't surprised to find out that the old pirate was the one that had his bounty. Nor was he surprised that he was giving their employer trouble. Blackbeard was as greedy as he was despicable, and he undoubtedly thought there was more gold to be had by spreading  the story of his exploits in capturing the bounty and then handing it off to the one with the deepest pockets rather than delivering it to their employer. But Blackbeard’s stories, Killian had learned, should always be taken with a grain of salt. He may have heard the bounty was dangerous, but… well, he’d see when he got there. Right now though, those stories weren’t even close to Killian’s greatest concern. 
Killian's only worry as he stood hidden near the entrance of the cave where Blackbeard had his hideout was the fact that, for once, it wasn't a fair fight - there seemed to be at least 5 other pirates huddled inside. He counted his bullets, confirmed that his sword and daggers were still in place, employed his signature swagger and bravado, and made his way to the entrance.
Two pirates standing guard held him at sword and gun point while Killian pretended to simply be there to talk to their boss. They seemed confident; that was good. Confident meant sloppy. They obviously believed that the close proximity of their sword and gun to his neck and gut, respectively, would keep him in line.
Blackbeard sat with his smug, golden-toothed smile welcoming him like an old friend. Anyone could see the glint of murder in his eye, however, and Killian knew that one wrong move could send him to an early grave.
Thankfully for him, his past encounters with Blackbeard had given him a tried and true technique to victory. The old pirate may be ruthless, but he was defeatable.
"I thought I smelled you in town," Killian said jovially with a wide grin, holding out his arms as far as he could with the other two henchmen at his side.
"And I should have known that you wouldn't miss out on the gold." Blackbeard seemed to be playing the same game as he - fake pleasantries over an underlying tone of menace.
"The stories I’ve been hearing,” Killian shrugged before he continued, “I thought you'd be willing to share if I helped you bring it in." He wasn't even trying to hide the lie. It didn't matter.
He wasn't surprised when the captain and his crew burst out laughing at his words. He was counting on it, in fact - an over the top suggestion to distract them enough for him to grab hold of the dagger literally hidden up his sleeve.
"Thank you, Hook, I needed a laugh," Blackbeard said breathlessly as he wiped an imaginary tear. "As if I would ever need your help… or another pocket to share my gold."
"It was worth a try, don't you think? I heard the job was dangerous. And let's be honest, mate, the members of your crew are not exactly the sharpest." Killian grinned as he clicked his hook against the sword against his neck. He also took this moment to take a closer look at the crew and assess his situation. 
There was only one gun among the 5 crew members and none on Blackbeard. The bastard wasn't exactly reserved in his use of arms, shooting his guns at anyone who crossed his path. He seemed to forget that acquiring bullets was expensive and Killian could only conclude he didn’t have the gold to spend on acquiring more.
He could see a cutlass on each pirate. Which of course did not include the numerous - he was sure - daggers hidden on their collective persons. They were pirates after all.
"Dangerous…" Blackbeard chuckled. "Well, that’s not exactly true…” he shrugged. “Had to make the story a little more interesting, you know.” Blackbeard pulled on a chain as the pirates holding their weapons against him turned Killian towards the person at the end of said chains.
It was a boy.  
"What is this?!" His surprised shout echoed in the cave.
"This, my friend," Blackbeard began, pulling the chains so that the boy awoke from his slumber. "is the bounty. As you can see, it wasn't as difficult to acquire as you heard."
It had to be a trick. Powerful mages were known to hide their true appearance, trick their attackers - that had to be what was happening here.
The bounty, now fully awake, sat up with effort, his wrists chained up. He was pale, as if his life had been sucked from him. The child's eyes landed on him - such despair, such fear contained within. Killian caught his breath, and for a moment, it was as if he was looking in the mirror.
Blackbeard seemed unaware of Killian's inner turmoil, however. With another tug, he sent the boy sprawling on the floor and Killian took an instinctive step towards them only to stop when he felt the cold metal still held at his throat. The boy whined, clearly weak.
"It was like taking candy from a babe,” Blackbeard gloated. “He was so scared, he didn't even put up a fight."
Similar statements echoed in his head, a hint of the panic he had felt - what seemed like centuries ago - constricting his chest. Where that sentence gave Blackbeard an obvious and deep satisfaction, it caused sympathy to rise up in Killian. With a heave, Blackbeard held the chains up, forcing the boy to his feet. With his other hand, he grabbed the boy's face in his. "Isn't that right, brat? You even begged."
The boy's fear was like a physical thing, a weight in Killian's gut. Had he, so long ago, been that different from this child?
Making a split second decision, Killian used his hook to push the sword away from his neck while with his other hand holding the dagger, he slashed the gun-wielding pirate in his stomach. At the same time, knowing he would pull the trigger, Killian took a step back - the expected shot hitting the other pirate instead of him. 
Two down, four to go. 
"Get him!" Blackbeard shouted, once he realized what was happening. The boy, no longer being held, fell in a heap on the floor. 
The dagger still in his hand was thrown at another pirate’s chest. Moving quickly, Killian removed a dagger from his right boot. Ducking to avoid an opposing dagger, he sunk his into the approaching pirate’s side.
Four down, two to go. 
The last pirate approached him fast. Killian kicked him away, giving himself time to unsheathe his sword. Blackbeard wasn’t known to employ the smartest of men - you didn’t need smart, you needed a body able to follow orders and withstand the rough life at sea. Killian had training and his wits, his adversary didn’t. Brute force was nothing without accuracy. Killian’s sword slashing his enemy's thigh as his hook sank into his shoulder was enough to bring the man down.
“Useless rats!” Blackbeard raged, wielding his sword. “It won’t be so easy to get through me, boy!”
He was right. Killian had had enough run-ins with Blackbeard to know that he was indeed a much more formidable swordsman than his crew. Not enough to worry him, however. 
It might be extremely arrogant of him to think that way with a very real enemy eager to end his life standing in front of him, but Killian knew his own strengths and he knew how to win.
Movement to the side drew his attention. As he stopped Blackbeard’s strike to his head with his sword and hook, he could see the boy shuffle to a sitting position. Blackbeard’s hold on the boy’s face had left a mark. There were two deep red marks on his cheeks, a stark contrast against the paleness of his face.
A grunt from his rival drew his concentration back, he ought to be paying attention to the danger in front of him. The fight was taking too long. Killian needed to end it before any other pirates showed up. 
Summoning his strength, Killian pushed the sword away from his face, forcing it to the side. Dropping his own sword, Killian threw a mighty punch to the pirate’s face. With a quick glance towards the boy, he kicked Blackbeard away. With the boy pulling the chains taught, Blackbeard tripped, sending him falling back and hitting his head on the wall.
Only waiting a second to guarantee the unconsciousness of his rival and to grab his dropped sword, Killian made his way to the boy.
How could a boy so small be considered such a threat? A threat worth such a high bounty? Perhaps he was more dangerous than they all thought.
As he reconsidered his decision to free him, the child looked at him.
He had heard of spells cast with only a look. But what he felt wasn’t magic, it was recognition. He saw himself in the boy. He looked at him with fear but with an underlying feeling of hope. There was stubborn determination hidden in his thinned lips. The mirror staring back at him.
He hadn't asked what they wanted to do with him. He hadn't cared. Was he just as bad a man as his own father willing to lead a child to an uncertain future? No child deserved such a fate. 
In an impulsive move, Killian brought his hook down on the chains. He heard the child’s breath catch as he surely expected a mortal strike. Luckily, the chains broke immediately. They locked eyes once more. Surprise took the place of fear and Killian couldn’t help but notice how the child’s face slowly gained color, seeming more alive.
Magic chains, no doubt.
With a centering breath, Killian held out his hand to the child.
“What do you say we get out of here, lad?”
The child seemed to look for something in his gaze. Killian expected to feel the invasive nature of magic searching his soul, his intentions. But there was nothing.
But when the boy - having found whatever he was looking for - took his hand, he felt warmth. Magic or not, it felt good. Magic had never felt good before. 
He wasn’t aware of his held breath until he released it. Giving his head a slight shake, - he needed to focus - he looked around. The room they were in was still full of dead pirates and one unconscious captain, but he could hear others farther back in the cave. 
The boy's hand was limp in his grasp and he noticed his difficulty in standing up, his body weak. The cuffs that had been on his wrists had obviously drained him, exhausted him.
“Let’s go,” Killian tugged the boy's hand, his left shoulder carefully placed on his midsection. Standing up, the boy rested comfortably on Killian's shoulder. "Try to hold on, lad. It's going to be a bumpy ride."
He felt the boy's grip on his vest, strong enough to urge him into a run. It wasn’t long, unfortunately, until he heard thundering steps behind them. The other pirates were gaining on them, fast.
The child’s weight on his shoulder slowed Killian's rushed steps. Killian could hear the horse outside the cave guiding them in the right direction, the night’s full moon thankfully lighting their way. 
"Look out!" The boy's croaky warning rang out as Killian heard the whizzing of a dagger thrown at them, cutting his cheek but sinking into a nearby tree just outside the mouth of the cave. 
Daggers. Of course, he should have expected it. 
With a groan, Killian pulled the child to his arms. The horse was close, he needed to get the boy on it as fast as possible if they were going to escape.
He felt the boy's eyes on him, more specifically on the cut on his cheek.
"We're almost out of here, lad," Killian reassured, thinking the boy's gaze was of apprehension.
It seemed Killian Jones was in for a few more surprises.
It was as if time slowed down as the child wriggled out of his hold, landing on his hands and knees on the ground. Not wasting another moment, he watched as the child closed his eyes and held out his hands. A wave of energy, like a summer wind, burst from the child. When he looked at the previously-approaching pirates, they were all sprawled on the ground, unconscious.
Killian stared at the boy. He had known - had been told and feared - that he was a powerful mage, but seeing such a small child produce such impressive magic was both astounding and terrifying. 
“My name is Henry, by the way,” he said as he sat back on his heels and turned to Killian with a genial smile.
Before Killian could respond, they were interrupted by a whooshing sound and an orange light in front of them. That old bastard had been hiding a magic bean. It had likely been dislodged in the blast of Henry’s magic and activated. It was their best chance of escape.
"We have to go."
Rushing to the horse and untangling its leash from the tree, Killian mounted the animal. He and Roger moved quickly towards Henry, Killian reaching out a hand for the boy who seemed more interested in looking into the horse’s eyes. He raised his eyebrow at the boy, apprehensively glancing at the portal.
"What's his name?" Henry asked, keeping his gaze on the beast.
Safe to say, the question caught him off guard. "What?"
"The horse, what's his name?"
"You are seriously asking me this now?" Killian balked, pointing at the portal in front of them. "We have to go!" "It's rude not to ask for his name if I'm going to ride on him." Henry looked at him with clear and innocent eyes.
Killian sighed, looking up at the sky for a moment. "It's Roger. Happy?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.
Henry smiled brightly, holding up his hand. Killian pulled him up and deposited him behind him on Roger’s back. He rushed him forward as fast as he could, not wanting to let the portal go to waste.
“I’m Killian, by the way. Killian Jones,” he said as the boy wrapped his arms around his torso, his hold stronger than before.
He thought he could feel the boy's bright smile once again at his back. “Thank you, Killian Jones.” Henry’s words were the last thing he heard before the deafening sound of the portal took over as they approached and crossed.
He tried not to let his thundering heart and conflicting thoughts distract him from the sweltering heat and spice smell of Agrabah.
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delunesnumberonefan · 13 days
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sketch time
you will sit down. you will look at my horrible little women. And You Will Appreciate Them
no this is NOT going under a cut you will see the blood sweat and tears i put into belialah's demon form and you will appreciate it, me, and saskia's off the charts world class monsterfucker status
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we got saskia. we're familiar with saskia--or at least you should be. go look at the art by korppipoika and give them so many notes--this post will wait. and while you're out, look at the post about the matriarchs too. and if you're not up to date on saskia and belialah, here's another one for your list. i'll be here when you get back.
up to date? excited? horny? me too!!
so we got those two. in order for the images: saskia (recent), belialah (first draft, still happy with this and haven't been able to capture this vision since)
we got their dynamic:
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saskia being a bitch and belialah being, despite everything, head over heels. still can't quite nail belialah's human face, but we're learning
...it took me a long time to nail down belialah's demon form. it went through a lot of drafts---many of which i am not sharing. this one is the oldest one i'm willing to share:
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i believe this is draft 3? patch notes from earlier drafts: 4 fingers instead of three, took out "humanoid" eyes, added floaty halo bits. other than that, this is what it's mostly stayed true to. chase gave me an inspo and i remixed it and made it worse because i love body horror. so we have this! extra joint between the wrist and elbow, loads and loads of eyes, sharp teeth (yum!), wings, and a broken halo plus the big horn. love her. she has spider legs below her waist--she has "skirts" that are made from her skin that she usually wears (has?) over them.
made some eensy sketches for ideas:
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i tinkered on size, proportion, posture, etc. it's vague, but not exact for either of them. i want a bigger height difference and this is for me first and foremost
i settled on this body type for saskia:
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no nipples so she's not naked :) this is for anatomy reference, tumblr. ANATOMY. be so nice to me ;-;
ignore the stuff at the edges, this is part of a larger project idk if i'll finish where i look at all the matriarchs and their body types. saskia is the most...well, besides ethalind, the most hourglass shape. this is the most recent drawing of her i have besides the one at the very end, this is the one i would say is most canon. hence why it is included--the last one i have doesn't quite hit right for me. still working on consistency.
as i improved my art, i wanted to take another stab at belialah. which meant figuring out her lower half.
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i did these ones reeaaally recently. i looked at so many things for inspo: crabs, spiders, human pelvises, centaur speculative biology, drider speculative biology, an introspective look at how much of a monsterfucker i am, etc. until i found something i was happy with. these are within the last few days. the lil sketches at the far bottom right of the first page are what i settled on. after that, i tinkered with how she looks with skirts vs no skirts---ignore the sword, it's no longer accurate to what it actually looks like, but that's endgame shit and no spoilers :)
i'm really happy with how she's turned out and i think she's kickass and awesome and i can't wait to beat her and saskia into the ground.
and then we have:
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team gaslight gatekeep girlboss :)
i drew this last night!! really happy with how my art is coming along. i hesitated on whether to draw the skirts, because i think the spider legs are so fucking cool and i know logically the skirts are there but tbh its funner drawing the spider legs than the skirts :(
i want to make it very clear: belialah is submissive in the way a guard dog is submissive, to quote a post i once tagged as gilt and lost. belialah is loyal, devoted, willing to protect--but will wait for an order before acting
btw, to make something else clear: saskia? saw the demon form first. is more attracted to the demon form than the human form. is far more willing to smash with belialah in demon form. i love my weirdest little freak of a woman <3
ok that's all bye
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soft-bellied-tannies · 6 months
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Chubtober Day 24!
Today’s post is going to be an idea draft for the OG Chubtober list - Beers and Brews. I have a busy work week so I’m going to try to write when I can, but it might be a lot of idea posts this week!
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Both Jungkook and Jimin are children of chaebol families. They drink and party in college, but they also have time to work out.
Alpha Jungkook gets a role in the family business after graduating and omega Jimin “takes care of the house” as all chaebol omegas do even though they have house staff.
Jimin does charity work and has many hobbies including teaching a Pilates and a spin class.
Jungkook’s role contains many things including meeting new clients and business partners so he’s always taking people out for drinks which also leads to bar food.
It starts to seem like Jungkook is drinking beer what feels like every day and they usually get some sort of food with it so they don’t return to their respective offices tipsy.
A bad combination with all that beer and carb-heavy, greasy food is that Jungkook doesn’t have time to workout anymore.
On top of that routine, Jungkook also gets a lot of takeout at the office and people are always bringing in donuts or celebrating an office birthday with cake. He can’t be rude and pass so he always takes something.
Jimin notices a small beer belly start to pop up on his alpha’s middle, but he doesn’t say anything for a while. He just appreciates it and continues being a good house husband like all chaebol omegas do.
Jimin sees that Jungkook’s button downs are growing significantly tighter and is starting to think the alpha hasn’t noticed since Jungkook hasn’t said a word.
Jimin makes a point to size up his shirts and suit coats, hoping that it will both help Jungkook’s comfort and willingness to talk about the gain.
The noticeable change in his clothes fitting with more room and having a bigger size on the tags hits Jungkook that he can’t hide it or ignore it anymore.
The alpha thanks Jimin first, a bit embarrassed but concerned about his omega’s reaction considering that Jimin is a fit and toned fitness instructor.
Jungkook also shyly asks Jimin if he could size up his pants too since his shirts and coats are so much more comfortable, but that is the farthest the conversation goes.
Jungkook finally says he has to stop taking people for drinks and do something else instead when he gets home one night. He had taken two groups out that day instead of one and felt completely bloated and a little too tipsy for someone getting home from a day of work.
Jimin tells him to keep going until he gets promoted so he “doesn’t disappoint the family” even though Jimin knows Jungkook could get away with whatever he wanted in his parents’ eyes.
What went unsaid by the omega is the fact that Jimin is really starting to love his warm and soft yet sturdy and solid alpha.
A month or two later, Jungkook hits another wall.
He spills some sauce on his shirt while out at a client lunch where the alpha admittedly has one too many beers and more than a few too many chicken wings.
Grabbing one of his backup shirts from his office closet is the logical step, except Jungkook forgets that he hadn’t sized those clothes up yet.
All his backup office suits are old ones that he hasn’t worn in at least a couple months and he is absolutely shocked and mortified when he can’t get his shirt fully buttoned.
The top three went with some gentle pulling, but as soon as Jungkook reaches the crest of his full and bloated belly, those buttons didn’t have a chance of closing or staying closed if he somehow managed it.
Jungkook goes home and even surprises himself when he has to hold back tears as he explains the humiliating moment that happened that day.
Jimin, as the alpha should have expected, is nothing but supportive and loving. He tells Jungkook he is still handsome as ever and something like his weight would never stop him from loving him.
Jungkook showers his mate with love, so thankful for his pillar of support. The alpha also shyly asks Jimin if he could help him make better choices with food and maybe do some workouts together.
Jimin agrees without hesitation, but he also tells Jungkook that the alpha doesn’t have to lose a single pound unless he wants to because the omega loves him as he is.
Jungkook appreciates the sentiment, although, still adamant that he wants to try loosing some weight and cutting out those client lunches.
The alpha gets two weeks into working out and making better choices, losing a couple pounds, when his entire plan is derailed.
His father tells him that they have three more months of client recruitment meals and outings scheduled that Jungkook has been requested for and needs to attend to before they can find someone else to take over his role.
Jungkook just can’t let his father down and Jimin is more than supportive of him maintaining his responsibilities so the beer and bar food continues.
When Jungkook reaches the end of that three month schedule, his father tells him that he can finally be done with those client meetings because Jungkook will be named CEO in just six weeks - his father’s retirement a sudden bomb dropped on him.
The alpha then turns to a couple beers each night when he gets home as a stress reliever, of course, paired with the loving touch and tender words from his mate.
His plans to work off his weight piled on over the past couple years is completely gone.
By the time Jungkook takes over as CEO, he is rocking a full-on beer gut and he says he’s going to start losing weight again.
However, the plan is yet again derailed when Jimin announces that he is pregnant just weeks after the alpha’s promotion. Jungkook is over the moon with joy and is so excited for their new journey as parents.
His friends take him out for drinks, their families spoil them with dinner parties, and his employees bring gifts of baked goods and bottles of wine and beer that are left to Jungkook as Jimin cannot partake in the drinking portion of celebrations.
Even though Jimin is still working out and maintaining his balanced meals with just a few unhealthy cravings, Jungkook’s sympathy weight tacks on instead of losing anything.
Jimin still is supporting and loving, but the omega can’t help but tease his alpha - always patting and pinching his mate’s round belly, telling Jungkook that he’s perfected his dad bod before the baby even arrived.
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more-than-a-princess · 5 months
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GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!
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name — Rae.
pronouns — she/her.
preferred comms — If my writing partner isn't too chatty, doesn't like plotting much/only wants to establish a first meeting, and doesn't like muns sending them random things that remind them of our muses? Then tumblr, definitely. For everyone who is the opposite of the above? Discord. I show no restraint on sending applicable aesthetics at 3 AM if I find it.
name of muse — Sonia Nevermind, Crown Princess of Novoselic, Hope's Peak Academy's Ultimate Princess, horror/occult aficionado, chocolate connoisseur, culinary and housekeeping disaster, and generally one of the most cheerful people your muse will ever meet. TalentSwap!AU and post-DR2 game canon does not apply where 'cheerful' is concerned.
experience in RP — As of this...er, season, I'll have been roleplaying off and on for the past 24 years. I started roleplaying in autumn 1999 (my middle school RP days were indeed something). Should I have a celebration for when I hit a quarter century of roleplaying experience? Quarter life crisis?
best experiences — I don't want to boil the best experiences down to specific muses/muns/storylines, but the best way I can describe them are these: when I first started roleplaying, it was in the fandom written by the Wizard Lady and roleplaying on AOL/Yahoo/LiveJournal was just so new. There were no real expectations or rules to follow, and while there was plenty of godmodding and things that didn't make sense, it was just ridiculous fun. The second would be every time I'm able to make a friend in the mun I'm writing with and we've got giant plotlines going with all sorts of scenes and situations that allow the muses to grow and develop over time. That is truly the best part of RP for me now.
pet peeves / dealbreakers — I have a few, including but not limited to: super small text, multiple spaces between words for aesthetics (it's hard to read for me!), one-liners/single paragraph replies that aren't dashcomm or crack, uncut threads, giant icons/gifs/Danganronpa sprites, not tagging posts (but especially OOC, aesthetics, and smut), constantly dropped threads while asking for more starters/memes (hiatuses aside), no bios or muse information beyond a name/fandom (for both canon and OC muses), and instant shipping (or after 1-2 threads/interactions. It's not for me).
muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — Yes! To all three. My favorite interactions have some fluff, humor, and/or soft situations when the angst gets too angsty, and some angst or conflict when the muses get too settled in and content in the lives. Generally, my least favorite thing to write is action/combat scenes, most fantasy (urban fantasy might be the exception but high fantasy stuff? Not my thing to write), and sci-fi plots. I do write smut and I enjoy writing smut, but I like it in the context of a larger storyline and with a bigger purpose beyond just the muses having sex. It's why you'll never see smut starters on this blog and why, if I'm going to write smut with a mun, I've probably plotted with them about it first.
plot or memes — Plots and memes if I'm unfamiliar with your muse, which is highly likely for anime/video game/comic muses, and anything 'recent' in the past 10-15 years. But I'm fine with just memes if I'm familiar with the fandom/muse or we have past interactions I can build off of. But in general I'm a fan of plotting.
long or short replies — Long replies nowadays, always. Mostly because one-liners and short paragraph replies just aren't fun for me: I feel most creative and enjoy roleplaying more with long replies at this point. And I'm reluctant to spend time writing anything for fun if I'm not having a good time doing it: and short replies, beyond crack or dashcomm, are just not a good time for me.
best time to write — Downtime in the mid-afternoon at work, middle of the evening on workdays (after a rest and dinner), and mid-afternoon until the wee hours of the morning on weekends/days off. Late nights and between breakfast and lunch are just no good for me, writing-wise.
are you like your muse — Unfortunately I am not blonde, European, royalty, conventionally beautiful, and constantly full of optimism. However, I enjoy horror movies (Sonia knows more than I do), chocolate, tea, and much of Sonia's fashion inspiration here because I saw her in DR2 and was just 'classic styles with feminine touches? ballgowns? it's my closet.' I'd be her snarky, pessimistic best friend unable to stop with the quips while telling her 'Sonia bb let me teach you how to make toast it does not involve buttering it before it goes in the toaster.'
Tagged by: @sparklymuses (Thanks Sparkle!) Tagging: @quickdeaths, @dcviated, @phantasmalnightmare, @crystalmarred, @fallesto, and you. Reading this. Right now.
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cr-noble-writes · 10 months
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AO3 Meme
tagged by @dandenbo <3
Rules: Give us the links to your wonderful words with the most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks, most words, and least words.
I almost feel like I should do two separate categories here, because I have way more of everything on my SPN fanfic just based on the fact that it's been around longer and is a bigger fandom. Plus I've written way more fics for it lol. So, I'm putting SPN under a cut because I am not really active in that fandom at this point, but I want to include it because tbf, some of my greatest works of writing were done in it.
Mass Effect:
Most Hits, Kudos, & Bookmarks : All's Fair in Love and Sparring (mshenko, E) It starts off as a sparring match, and they both win in Shepard's cabin. (Porn always gets the most hits in my experience lol)
Hits: 1154 Kudos: 87 Bookmarks: 14
Most Comments:
Couldn't Utter My Love (mShep/trans mShep, M) Jackson Shepard, Commander of the Normandy spends a lot of time with Alex Atruzea, right hand of Aria T'Loak on Omega. Perhaps not my most popular fic, but one that I truly love, and that the people reading it also seem to love!
Comments: 72
Most Words:
Growing Pains (pre-canon mshep, GA) Alex Shepard hopped a cargo ship with an unknown destination when he was twelve and ended up in the Asari colony of Blackdamp on Asteria. He liked the colony, and when he told Ishara—the Asari who found him in the streets—that he’d rather stay in Blackdamp than be sent to the human colony on the other side of the planet, she adopted him.
Word Count: 13088
Least Words:
Disappointment (pre-canon mShep & Hannah Shepard, T) In which Jackson talks to Hannah about turning down her ICT recommendation.
Word Count: 390
tagging: @waidwn @pastelroyce @commander-krios @nickelkeep @bleuzombie @imbiowaresbitch and @wrathoscribbles if y'all wanna do the thing!
Supernatural (Not counting Season Z because I only wrote two chapters of that)
Most Hits:
Lock Me Up (Destiel, M). Dean and Cas have been together for a few years now, exploring their D/s relationship, mostly trying things that Cas suggests, until Dean finally finds something he really wants to try. Again, porn always gets lots of hits lolol
Hits: 8490
Most Kudos: Watching You (Destiel, E) Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak barely knew each other when they were forced to marry by a legal contract between their respective fathers. That was a month ago, and though they’ve been sharing a bed for that entire time, they have yet to consummate the marriage. But Castiel can’t deny his new husband is sinfully hot, and the more time they spend together, the more he thinks he’s falling for him. But Dean never gives any indication that he might feel the same way. Until one night when he thinks Castiel is asleep.
Kudos: 518
Most Comments:
The Quest for the Demon King's Heart (Destiel, E) In a fantasy land, Dean, the Demon King, goes to a distant guild to take a break from evil, where he meets a young adventurer, Castiel, on a quest to slay the Demon King. For fun, Dean helps and protects the adventurer, and affection grows between them. Then, they arrive at the gates of his castle.
Comments: 178
Most Bookmars:
You Should See Me In A Crown (Destiel, E) Dean Winchester: native of Chelsea, MA, ex-Navy Seal sniper, freelance assassin. Known as The Hunter, he works with a small group of other freelance criminals in the Network, where they can share resources, vet clients, and choose targets with confidence. He never takes a job if the target doesn’t deserve their fate and he draws hard lines at assassinating people in front of their families. And he’s got a massive bone to pick with Alistair Sorokin. Castiel may be an important figure within the Russian mafia, running their gambling and prostitution rackets, but he dislikes the way the Pahkan, the boss, runs the family. Alistair is far too violent and Castiel believes it's bad for business. Though he detests unnecessary bloodshed, it's an easy decision for him to hire The Hunter to help him dispose of Alistair and take over the ruling seat to restore order and eliminate the unnecessary tensions and violence between the Russians, the Irish, and the Italians. Neither man is prepared for the feelings developing between them as they work through the long list of targets.
Bookmarks: 118
Most Words:
Falling Apart (Destiel end-game, T) Sword & Cross Resident Rehabilitation is a last-ditch effort for Dean Winchester to move past the drug and drinking problems he developed to bury his guilt over the fire that killed his brother. Not to mention the wild visions and smoky, sentient shadows that have plagued him his entire life. It's supposed to be the best Savannah has to offer, but one look at the crumbling tile floors and dangling crown mouldings, and Dean has his doubts. Enter Castiel Novak. He’s rude, aloof, and a total dick from the moment they lay eyes on each other but Dean can’t help but feel a mysterious connection to the man. Maybe he really has lost his mind. But when Castiel starts making appearances in Dean’s vivid visions of the past, he knows there is more to their link than meets the eye. Even if Cas keeps telling him otherwise. It seems everyone at Sword & Cross knows what’s going on except for Dean. Trying to conquer his mountain of guilt and doubt and figure out the connection he is certain he shares with Castiel is only made harder by the “accidents” that seem to follow him. Not to mention his attraction to Gadreel. Whatever secret Castiel is trying so hard to keep, Dean knows he has to uncover it.
Word Count: 49204
Least Words:
Pants (Castiel/OFC, No rating) An almost drabble I wrote for someone during as a request during a follower celebration.
Word Count: 194
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onyourstageleft · 6 months
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tw: pet health, animal sickness, cancer mention
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idk how to do a read more on mobile sorry y'all but this is your chance to scroll on
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so Peggy has some lumps under her skin. we noticed them on Tuesday night, there's two of them close together on her hip. called the vet this morning and they got her in at 2pm and took a biopsy and they'll call me back either Saturday or Monday with what's going on, they won't speculate or anything, but I did the very unwise pet parent thing and took to Google and based on everything I can find it is most likely fibrosarcoma which is a difficult to treat cancer and also expensive bc it involves surgery and continuous radiation/chemotherapy for several months and frankly I don't care how much it costs I will go into all the debt for this cat, I have a 9k limit on CareCredit and am unafraid to max it out + my other credit cards it's not even the money that bothers me, but if I'm right about what it is the prognosis isn't great for long term health and that is going to break me. She's my baby, she's only 7, she was literally the only thing keeping me from going off the deep end at some points in college, she's supposed to meet the kids I want to have in a few years, she's been here for most of my adult life and I will absolutely lose my sanity if I lose her anytime in the next few years. she has to make it to 10, ideally she'd be around for another 10 years past that but I'm realistic, I know 12 is perfectly reasonable so that's what the goal has always been, I literally can't do this without her. and my partners love her SO. MUCH. Peyton dotes on her, he's only been around for 5 of those years but he is so so in love with this cat, she is our baby, I would be lost without her so uhh if this turns out to be what I am afraid it is, don't be surprised if long form rant text posts become more common here bc I will absolutely lose more than a shred of my sanity.
also I guess don't be surprised if you see some sort of fundraising post from me in the future bc while I am unafraid to max out credit cards those bitches will want their money back at some point and I am unfortunately not a rich bitch, although quite frankly that is the least of my priorities rn, I just want to do whatever I possibly can for my baby. logically I know that I've done what I can but the anxiety is running away with me rn. like what if the tiny spot I felt on her a couple months ago and then couldn't find again when I looked for it was this before it got big what if I could have caught it earlier I should have been more diligent in checking or made a note of exactly where the tiny spot was initially so even if I couldn't find it again maybe the vet could have? I know I didn't put it off substantially and I really trust this vet they've been great but I could HEAR her as they were trying to numb and biopsy the spots she was so angry at them and once they shaved the area it looks SO much bigger than we could feel, like we knew there was one spot but were iffy on a second one and you can see them so clearly now they're big and slightly discolored and I am afraid. thankfully she hasn't been acting any different like she was literally having zoomies this morning but the idea of not having her zooming around makes me want to crawl into a bog and be preserved for a thousand years okay
anyway i know I've posted pics of her at some point but it's been a while so idk what I tagged them or where to find them but if you believe in literally anything at all I would appreciate an appeal on her behalf like I know there are so so many bigger things going on but Peggy Sue is my baby. other alises include Soupy Peg, Miss Ma'am, Peggum, Pegasus, Peggle, Soupiest, etc if you would like to be specific.
okay I'm gonna go take a bath now and try to read a book bc I need to not be on the internet rn, let's all spare a collective thought for my sanity
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1legitconnor · 7 months
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Tag Game: Oc Ship Songs
Thank you to @valentinerose529 for the tag!
rules: write about two to five songs from them that represent your a ship between your ocs (it can be platonic or romantic or a secret third thing). then add a quote from said wip (if possible!) underneath it.
This is a tough one. I have a few different pairings to choose from, but some of them are slow burns and don't have a lot of strong ship moments in the first book, which is the one I'm currently on.
But I'm going to go with a pairing that is, on multiple levels, very much a secret third thing: Piper and Talia. They were not in the first book very much in the early drafts and then I realized that the story needed a lot more of them, which is part of what I'm doing in my current round of editing.
I'll tag @saintedseraph, @athenswrites, and @innocenthedgehog. Anyway, here we go:
Why Do I Feel Like This by Su Lee
Like I said, most of my ships are slow burns and will develop more over the course of the series, but these two start the first book in a place where at least one of them realizes that something might be between them that they weren't expecting and they have no idea what to do about that.
“I’m probably going to be late getting back anyway,” Talia shrugs. “Is there something you need, Your Highness?” “I’ve told you that you can just call me Piper,” the woman says. “At least when we aren’t in polite company. Or when we’re around people who don’t know of my claim to the throne.” “So, everybody?” “A lot of people, yes,” Piper admits. “I wouldn’t exactly call it everybody.” “You make the twins call you Your Highness all the time,” Talia says, her brows furrowing. “They aren’t…I know what I ask them to call me,” Piper says. “But I’ve known you for much longer than I’ve known them. I’d say we’re close enough that you don’t necessarily have to keep to formality.”
2. How Dare You by MALINDA
I think this song applies in that whatever is between Piper and Talia is unspoken and not allowed to the extent that neither of them thinks that it should be. To be clear, nobody else would have a problem with it. But they, individually, assume that it shouldn't happen, while also really hoping that something changes so that it can.
Talia takes a drink from her canteen. “The way I see it, no matter how you get there, you’re going to make a great ruler,” Talia says. “But you have to get there first.” “That’s true,” Piper sighs. “I just wonder if-” “If you have to fight them, then you need to kill them,” Talia says. “Your focus has to be on killing them because they’ll be focused on killing you. The middle of combat is a bad time to wonder if they might be good people or not.” “And if you’re wrong? If I’m wrong?” “Then that sucks,” Talia sighs. “But my job is to keep you alive. And this is the best way that I know how. You need a killer instinct or none of the rest of this matters, Your Highness.” “I’ve asked you to call me Piper.” “Sorry.”
3. Wild Heart by Mumford & Sons
I'm not able to share any more book clips at this point without getting into bigger spoilers, but I did want to include at least one more song that I think speaks for the kind of path I intend for this particular slow burn to take. Just the realization that, for both of them, there really isn't anybody else that would work with them. It's Piper and Talia and it's never been anybody else.
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o5-the-daughter · 2 years
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Mod question time!
At what point in their life was your muse at their worst? Be it in terms of mental or physical health, emotional stability, general mindset? How do they look back on this era nowadays?
Bonus: what put them in this state and how did they get out of it again? What kind of lasting effects or habits still stick with them?
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Heed the tags, for obvious reasons!
Seven:
To no one's surprise, losing Mary and, soon after, Mirjam was when Seven was at her worst in just about every sense of the word. For weeks, even a few months after the breach that killed Mary, the responsible units were searching through the wreck that used to be Site-11 [new lore: where it happened lmao] to look for potential survivors and, after a while, bodies and body parts. Because of this, Seven/Clara did not get closure over what actually happened to Mary for quite a while, as the higher-ups refused to declare her dead without evidence. Because of this, the Foundation also didn't pay for a grave, which became an even bigger issue when no body was found and Mary was (and still is) declares missing in action instead. Clara ended up financing the grave mentioned in one memory herself because of this.
This alone was already insult to injury - she was heartbroken on an entirely new level, having never truly lost anyone before, while also trying to get used to the thought of having to raise her baby by herself. And then things got worse, of course.
I won't go into much detail towards the loss of Mirjam since I think I've already described this as best as I can here, but the aftermath.. didn't make things any better, to say the least. The miscarriage (or stillbirth, rather) happened fairly late into the pregnancy at approximately twenty-eight weeks, with no direct rhyme or reason behind it - other than that Clara's mother herself had faced similar struggles, meaning it was, without Clara's knowledge, a genetic risk. Life kind of just went "fuck you" at her. :/
Seven absolutely hates to look back at this time of her life, for obvious and understandable reasons and does her best not to think about these events. As for lasting effects, she developed PTSD from these events, which she only managed to deal with better around the 90s. She is still incredibly scared of losing the people she is close to to the point of occasional paranoia, and even more scared of falling in love again for the same reason. Even, or maybe especially now that she's finding herself slowly falling for Four, these fears are back, stronger than ever - after all, a relationship between them is forbidden and would very likely cost Four, as the newbie, his position.
Eight:
Eight was at his worst in a rather different way between approximately 1945 and 1953 - so including the downfall of The Lesser and Eight's own promotion to his current position. During this time, he was more under Ten's/the Foundation's control than ever before or since; and he came closest to being an actual monster as he has to this date.
It was mentioned once or twice in the past, but in the mid-40s, SCP-3000 and, with it, amnestics were first discovered in 565, with Two/Stefan being one of the main researchers to work on the project from then on. And Eight, relatively early on, took a dose against recommendation because he had been experiencing much greater distress (including nightmares) than before from his past, namely his childhood and the early years with the Foundation in which he was pretty greatly manipulated by Ten. The main cause of this episode was, ironically, that he was starting to realize how bad things actually were - the even greater irony is that Ten nudged him to pressure Stefan into giving him the amnestics.
Fast forward to the aftermath, it was.. not ideal. Due to how new amnestics were at the time, the dosage was higher than it should have been, and erased a very large majority of Eight's memories, including things he wanted to keep. This, of course, made far heavier manipulation on Ten's side (disguised as him 'reminding' Eight) very easy. He was somewhat kept away from Two as well to further help with this, too, and ended up becoming far, far colder than he was before, as well as straight-up cruel at some points. For a good few years, he didn't question a single order from Ten and even found a certain kind of joy in his position as one of the Foundation's henchmen.
Only after his promotion, after he finally became close with Two again, did Eight find back to his 'true self', so to say. While the worst was over by about '53, he was never the same, and a lot of the aftereffects of this time still linger to this day. This namely includes his heavy idealization of Two as his savior, pretty much, but also the way Eight views himself. He knows how he behaved back then was entirely inexcusable (which only gets made worse by the fact that he still struggles to realize just how badly Ten manipulated him) and he will see himself as a monster for the rest of his life because of it.
He also has, on multiple occasions, snapped at people who were close to him for a while and used this part of his past to scare them off from coming too close to him, out of pure fear that he could hurt them since he 'clearly' has this monster hidden inside him. This is why so few of his friendships last longer than a year or two.
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I was looking through the f1 tag today and there is definitely some added tension between Charles and Carlos blogs and given all that has happened with Ferrari and how they’ve handled the last few races, I feel like the last thing we need is their two fan bases going at each other. I think us chirlies had every to be angry and upset with Ferrari and this win doesn’t mean than they’ve all of a sudden have everything together. And understandably so, some chirlies were mad at Carlos too because it didn’t feel like he was being a team player.
Whereas on the other side, it seems like some Charles blogs were wishing that Carlos would crash, which is completely unacceptable so I understand Carlos fans being upset, as they should be. No driver deserves that ever. But I was also seeing that some blogs feel like how Ferrari celebrated Charles today vs. Carlos last week shows that Charles is their favored by the team which idk if I agree with. It seemed to me like the celebrations were the same besides the spraying the champagne at the team photo (which they didn’t do for Carlos) But some blogs have taken that as an example that Charles is liked more by the team which I think is a bit of a stretch….. Charles has been there longer and does feel a bit more embraced by the team but I don’t think that’s enough to say the team doesn’t care about Carlos. Everyone has an opinion and obviously you are going to defend the driver you like more but I just think some are making the situation worse by making all these assumptions about their relationship.
And lastly I think people need to separate the drivers from the fans. If certain drivers have toxic fans that say and act in a bad way, that doesn’t mean the driver is the same. I saw some blogs saying it’s hard for them to separate Charles from some of his fans and I feel like we need to move past that or else it’s just creating more unnecessary tension. You can hate a fanbase but you shouldn’t hate a driver just because of that in my opinion.
Hiya!
it's been a super tense week between the fan groups!
Imo opinion most of the blame should definitely lie with ferrari the team. At least for me, it made what happened a bit hard to take to hear his comments after. Because even if he doens't mean it that way it made him come across as a bad team player to me. And that's not great for the team.
Ferrari also really did not help to deflect the blame away from Carlos.
Nobody should wish a crash on anyone ever! I think that that is a shit thing to do!
Tbh I didn't pay much attention to how the team celebrated Carlos win I was too angry. But I did see the team picture. I get that people would've liked to see bigger celebrations for Carlos first win. but tbh Ferrari as a whole don't really celebrate wins that massively unless it's a 1-2 or Monza. And even then, yes it was Carlos first win but it included a massive strategy blunder that took a 1-2 away from the team and that sucks for everyone that's involved.
They did also lose a 1-2 today, but reliability is a bit easier to take because shit happens but a strat blunder is a bit more than just shit happening because it would've been easily avoidable.
Like you said, I don't think that the team necessarily prefer Charles but imo they do have a slightly different relationship with him. But I would say that that is hardly surprising because not only has he been there longer he also came through the FDA. He has essentially been with this team for 6 years. They've watched him grow up. He is Ferraris kid vs Carlos who is in just his second year with the team. Charles is much more ingrained into this team. And because they have invested so much into him those returns just have an extra meaning.
And I don't think anyone can be too surprised about that because if you pay attention to how the team has spoken about both of them you see a difference. Charles is who they compare with Gilles and who they say they think will bring them a championship. There are definitely some different expectations there. But considering the length of their relationship and Charles being homegrown I don't think you can fault them.
Yeah, I think there has been a bit too much speculation into relationships. Also from my side. But it's so easy to just let your thoughts run wild when these sort of things happen.
But I firmly believe that everything is fine between the drivers and if there are issues that it's issues between their teams. As in who is behind them. Because there are definitely some politics at play.
Yes, the fans should not reflect on the driver because lbr Charles is definitely a much nicer person than most of us lol. It's just part of fandom to be a bit much. But yeah neither guy is at fault for what his fans say.
I think it's fine to slander a bit but in the end I think it should stay respectful because both of them still risk their life in these cars.
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Gonna make a “bad” guri take. A lot of people are applying fiction to reality. Just because someone writes about something does not mean they condone those actions irl. I personally have written some very dark fiction. But I think those actions that I wrote about are deplorable.
Now granted, the things I have wrote have only ever been posted to Ao3 where shit like that can be properly flagged/tagged and labeled as nsfw. Guri shouldn’t have posted that doc to the group and I don’t think anyone should be defending that. But to imply they are a pedo/zoo/groomer for writing a piece of fiction that includes those things, however minor they may be, in my mind shows a general immaturity in people, and an inability to remove fiction from reality.
I think it’s also important to note that English is not their first language. And the way they write stuff has always sounded off. I think they try to make their writing more flowery to make up for the fact that their phrasing can be a bit off and stilted. Which can lead to a large gap and misunderstanding of how things are supposed to be interpreted. They have routinely said things during gameplay like “I don’t know how to say this in English” because the translation from Spanish to English isn’t one to one.
That’s just my hot take.
the writing take is more nuanced than people give it credit for granted, for that point i think end of day it winds down to what people individually think. Writing CAN have these topics and theres alot of stories that use it well while still making it known that the action itself is bad. Guri has made this point themselves using Game of Thrones, while i personally think it doesn't validate the writing i can see WHY writing about pedo/zoo topics is not being treated as cut and dry as the action themselves.
I think the questions come down to 'Are these problematic situations shown in a positive light?' and 'Could this story be written differently without the problematic situations and still be the same story?' These are topics that unless you know how to incorporate them into your story without promoting/supporting the actions themselves, shouldn't be touched in general.
I personally put very little weight into the language barrier because even after native english speakers have explained why it's recieving backlash Guri is just doubling down on what they really meant. When people come with screenshots and direct quotes though it's hard to deny that the writing was excessively explicit, especially with a server that had minors. Basing it only off what i've seen through the blog, Guri's apology post here while not perfect english does show really good understanding of words, just not conjunctions. People are responsible for their own actions and will be judged for those actions regardless of actual intent, they might not have meant for it to come off creepy but *it did* in a server with minors
Not sure where Guri is from but theyve acknowledged that they know minors shouldn't read the story and that they knew the server had at least a few minors. Thats recognition that they are aware minors shouldn't read a story like that but still posted it there which is one of the bigger problems, censoring isn't enough in that situation it should've been regulated to a 18+ only viewing area if at all
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