#Trying to be more consistent with my posting

[radenajeng]

Older Boyfriend Jeongin

Tags: idol!jeongin, female!reader, hurt/comfort, emotional maturity, mild age gap, reader is early legal age, reader is NOT minor.

A/N : English is not my first language, and this is my first time writing something like this (idek what writing style is this the hell) but i hope you enjoy.

He’s known as the maknae on top. Everyone treats him a little differently. He gets to eat first, gets extra turns in games, and when he messes up, people just laugh it off.

They coddle him, tease him, ruffle his hair like he’s still the youngest of them all.

And most days, he doesn’t really mind.

But you know a different side of Jeongin. The one who doesn’t ask for special treatment. The one who doesn't act like the baby. The one who knows how to show up for someone. Quietly, consistently, like it’s second nature.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who doesn’t post you, doesn’t flaunt you. But always has a hair clip stuck in his bag strap, a playlist titled like a love letter, and an emoji that represents you in every description of his posts just so people know he's not single.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who never shows you to the world, but introduces you to his family and members with his arms around your waist, smiling so wide his eyes disappear into crescents.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who is not only say “i love you”, but adjusts your seatbelt, charges your phone, walks you to your door, carrying your purse around like second nature.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who plays tough with the members, rolls his eyes at their teasing, shoves Hyunjin off the couch for being too dramatic, but he lets you lie on his chest until his arm goes numb. Lets you take his hoodie even when it's his favorite. Lets you in.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who still gets shy around you sometimes. who bites the inside of his cheek when you compliment him, and pretends to scroll through his phone when your head rests on his shoulder.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who remembers the exact way you breathe when you're overwhelmed. who answers late-night calls with a voice low and steady, whispers “take your time” instead of “what’s wrong?”

olderboyfriend!jeongin who doesn’t talk over you when you’re mad. He waits, lets you finish every word, every sigh, every silence.

He doesn’t try to win.

He tries to understand.

So when you snap — sharp words, a crack in your voice, something bitter you instantly regret — he doesn’t flinch. doesn’t fight back.

He just looks at you with that quiet, steady gaze that makes you feel both too much and never too little.

Then he breathes in, slow and careful, like he's afraid anything louder might hurt you more.

"i know you didn’t mean all that," he says, voice low.

"but even if you did, i’m not going to stop showing up."

And maybe that’s what gets you.

Not the apology. not the patience.

But the fact that he stays.

Even when you push.

Even when you're not sure you deserve it.

He stays.

olderboyfriend!jeongin who listens quietly when you say sorry. who pulls you into a hug before you can say more, tucks your head into his chest and whispers, “we’re okay.”

olderboyfriend!jeongin who lets you be messy, sharp, complicated, whatever it is that shapes your personality — and never once makes you feel hard to love. Because he knows love isn’t about perfection.

It’s about staying. Even when it’s not easy.

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©radenajeng, June 2025.

[transgendz]

My fiancé and I are trying to flee Mississippi. We have significantly more affordable housing and more consistent work waiting for us where we are headed. We can't afford this move, but it'd save our lives because I am trans and he is intersex, and things are only getting worse here.

On top of that, our roommate and relative has been cycled through various diagnoses, and now needs surgery out of state. The surgery will confirm whether or not she has cancer and, separately, if she needs chemo. I will be missing a lot of work taking care of her, tbh I am already doing so.

Sorry if this is annoying. I have been making posts about this, and those posts have been getting like 1k notes, while progress has pretty much stopped on our moving goal. If you want proof or more details, feel free to dm me, but here is a link to an ask where I've explained things at length. More info is also in the GFM, and this is vetted by @kyra45-helping-others who does scam busting. If you're interested in supporting and getting something in return, my patreon below has tiers, and I have an art blog @theartistrans Examples below.

*The goal below was meant to be a monthly goal, and it is not looking like we'll meet it on time. The larger goal being broken down into monthly goals is to keep us on track to move before being here kills us*

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[mothfishing]

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and yet, here we are. ammar needs medicine weekly, and on top of that samah needs to pay to keep the medical tent she acquired for him. i'm serious, if he doesn't have this tent he could DIE. he is DYING.

NO ONE IS HELPING HIM.

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[dearceleste]

astro obs pt 4

hey guys! Trying to be consistent for a bit ha! This is an old draft, hope you like it!

ps: these are my observations of what I “personally” found beautiful in charts of people I like! What I find beautiful you may not and it’s ok! I originally added pictures and celebrity examples but chose to remove them instead for some reasons;))

Venus conjuct Rahu in 1st/5th/10th house (Sidereal)

hypnotising beauty! Siren like, the one you get lost in! Extra points if Venus is in Pisces , Libra or Sagittarius

Pluto or Uranus in 2nd house

they have something very striking about their eyes! Usually sharp inner corners and contoured eyes/dark circles, almost intoxicated! Pluto here usually gives very striking dark colour while Uranus gives rather striking colours, personal observation lol

Venus in Virgo in angular houses, Virgo Rising (both sidereal and tropical)

Clean, appealing beauty! So well kept and clean, very striking and very youthful looking! High cheekbones or some very special angular face shape. Sharp eyes and/or jaw

Venus in Sagittarius or Neptune in 1st house

Doll beauty, beauty that is youthful and optimistic! Very charming and dove like! I have somehow seen the usual doe eyes, soft face and a relaxing, setting sun kind of beauty in these people!

Venus in Capricorn (well aspected + earth rising)

modelesque (idk if that’s a word lol) kind of beauty. Very steady appearance, a resting bad b face, feels out of reach or way too good for the people types!

Sun in Aries/Libra/Leo/Taurus (both sidereal and tropical)

very feminine or female appealing beauty! Usually very noticeable even from afar. People may find you very charming

Venus aspecting Jupiter

big facial features, big eyes and big smile and very golden aura! I don’t know why but these people almost have a dreamy appearance as if their appearance is almost blurred no matted how they look!

Venus/Moon in Pisces or positive Venus Moon aspects

Pretty when I cry type of beauty! Very big, watery, dreamy eyes usual downturned, eyes that seem deep and emotional

Sagittarius Risings (both sidereal and tropical)

I think the beauty differs based on people to people but they are so beautiful, they have some unique facial symmetry or proportionate! Usually a glowy skin! Very approachable, welcoming beauty!

Moon/Venus in Swati or Pushya

Very captivating especially! A beauty you get lost in, water like almost! These people have a very good ability to mirror people, have a presence of making you so seen and understood that I feel is part of the charm! Big eyes or watery, deep eyes.

A well placed/exalted Mars

you may argue well they aren’t conventionally beautiful or very approachable but they are usually very striking and confident given other placements support!

Of course, Venus Risings. I don’t even have to explain lol

Ok one last thing! Look at the inner planets to make better sense

Mercury/Saturn type of beauty is usually very proportionate, striking and posing. Fine wine types.

Moon/Jupiter type of beauty is very doll like, compassionate and almost first love like! Big features that reflect and show emotions.

Sun/Mars type of beauty is rather fierce and confident, more aura based, very sharp! Attention catching

Positive aspects to NN in angular houses usually give a beauty that usually appeals people regardless and just amplifies the effect of the other conjuncting planet.

ps! Next time a post through beauty asteroids they’re even better! lmk if you’d want that!

xx

[astroeleanor]

💍⋆.˚🥂WHEN You Will Meet Your Next Partner (Based on the 7th House Ruler)🥂⋆.˚💍

Your 7th house ruler shows WHEN you will meet your next partner. If you haven’t met your person yet, it’s probably a matter of wrong timing.

Here’s how to use your birth chart to find out the chapter of your life you’ll be in when someone significant arrives.

HOW TO FIND THE 7H RULER:

1) Locate the sign in your 7H.

2) The planet that rules that sign is your 7H ruler (see table below for planetary rulerships)

3) Locate the 7H ruler in the birth chart. The house it occupies shows WHEN you’ll meet your next partner.

Example: Aries 7H=Mars rules Aries=8H Taurus Mars is the 7H Ruler

DISCLAIMER: This isn’t a transit-based prediction. Pinpointing the exact date of a relationship or marriage takes several advanced techniques, which can be overwhelming if you’re not an astrologer. The simpler way is identifying the life chapter & key themes you’ll experience when you’re about to meet your next partner.

7H Ruler in the 1H: The relationship shows up when you’re in a ME phase. You’re reclaiming space, coming out of something that drained you. You’re rebuilding your identity from the inside out, your body, your sense of self, your autonomy.

7H Ruler in the 2H: You’re in a “what do I need?” chapter. Focused on your self-worth or developing your talents. Money, work, and personal standards are front and center.

7H Ruler in the 3H: You’re in a transition phase. Maybe you’re moving, shifting jobs, learning something new. You’re mentally alert, flexible, curious. Your life is full of conversations, errands, options.

7H Ruler in the 4H: You’re in a rooting phase. You’re craving safety. A home. Something solid underneath you. You’ve moved back home or into a new place.

7H Ruler in the 5H: You’re creating. Flirting. You’re living in color again, after years of grayscale. The key here is play. Spontaneity. Being extra. Being visible.

7H Ruler in the 6H: You’re in a “just show up and do the work” chapter. You’re building stamina. Fixing your health. Restructuring your days. Cleaning up your life one chore at a time. You’re learning devotion. Repetition. Consistency.

7H Ruler in the 7H: You’re ready to commit. Period. You’ve made peace with what partnership means to you. You’ve cleared space, emotionally and literally.

7H Ruler in the 8H: You’re in a transformative phase: emotionally or financially. You’re letting go of old control patterns. You’re facing fears. You might be in therapy or coming out of a loss.

7H Ruler in the 9H: You’re in a perspective shift phase. You’re traveling, studying, leaving your comfort zone. You’re rebuilding your belief system from the ground up. Religion, philosophy, ethics: everything’s changing.

7H Ruler in the 10H: This is the climb. You’re visible. Focused. Trying to make something that lasts: career-wise, reputation-wise. You’re not trying to “find love.” You’re trying to do what you came here to do.

7H Ruler in the 11H: You’re in a vision phase. You’re building your future. Collaborating. Joining groups. Taking on causes. It’s less about romance, more about your mission. Friendship-first energy is common here.

7H Ruler in the 12H: You’re in a surrender phase. You’ve let go. Or you’ve lost something. You’re grieving. Softening. Healing from the inside out. This is not a chapter where you’re on the apps or planning anything. You’re in the in-between.

Thank you for taking the time to read my post! Your curiosity & engagement mean the world to me. I hope you not only found it enjoyable but also enriching for your astrological knowledge. Your support & interest inspire me to continue sharing insights & information with you. I appreciate you immensely. • 🕸️ JOIN MY PATREON for exquisite & in-depth astrology content. You’ll also receive a free mini reading upon joining. :)

[swordandscytheandpen]

This post was not about the consistent tendency of capitalists to use any new technology to squeeze out profit at the expense of workers and consumers. That occurs in every industry; AI and NFTs are the furthest thing from unique in that regard. If you think I'm going to bat for big companies you need to reread my post; I did not mention corporations once, and AI is not inextricably bound to capitalism more than any other growing technology is.

What I was attempting to illustrate was the hypocrisy of people who incessantly complain about so-called "tech bros," and a persistent pattern of double standards when it comes to intellectual property.

There's a crowd of folks who will be cavalier about piracy, praise fanworks as equal to wholly original art, and laugh NFT owners out of the room for thinking that they deserve exclusive rights to an image because the blockchain says so. And these are all excellent stances to hold! The problem arises when these same people suddenly turn around and decide that LLMs are evil and tainted for training on images without creators' permission.

See, I try to base my opinions on a set of consistent principles. Among those principles is "the idea that someone can exclusively and privately own a concept, image, or sentence is a politically repugnant reification of private property, and stifling to artistic expression as well; all replicable art should be free to use in any way." This is the (primary) reason I disdain NFTs, the reason I love piracy, the reason I appreciate fanworks, and, yes, the reason I have no fundamental problem with AI being trained willy-nilly on publicly available online data. I did not create a justification for these positions post-hoc; I formed them as an outgrowth of this principle. But when so many people rage against IP in some cases and worship it in others, well, that's inconsistent and therefore incoherent.

Pick one stance. Is IP really worth defending? Should people and companies get to own ideas? If your answer's no, then quit whining about LLM datascraping. If your answer's yes, better go ask Nintendo permission before using that Pokemon profile picture. Stop trying to have it both ways.

Saying "this picture is mine, it's immoral to right-click and save it" in 2021: rightfully and universally mocked; it's ridiculous for these NFT cranks to claim they can exclusively own some ugly ape pictures

Saying "this picture is mine, it's immoral to right-click and save it" in 2025: somehow considered a principled defense against the foul depredations of AI; intellectual property is sacrosanct and you mustn't do anything with an image that wasn't approved by its owner

[solarstranger]

CHAPTER 1 | I HOPE YOU SEE (RIGHT THROUGH ME)

w.c. 1.2k

tags. minors dni. fem!reader, pro-hero!katsuki, aged-up (23), some cussing (it's not bakugou's internal monologue if there aren't any), suicide-related deaths (see series synopsis for more details), discussions of suicide, canon-typical descriptions of violence

a/n. welcome to another series by yours truly!!!! i know i still have that body swap one in the queue, and while i am planning on working on that, this series' premise just spoke to me and i was emboldened to write it as soon as i could. i'm writing this as i go, though, so the posting schedule is likely gonna be erratic, but i promise i'll try to write this consistently. anyway, i'd absolutely love to hear what you think throughout the process, so please don't be a stranger and talk to me!

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Somehow, he’s wound up in the emergency room of Musutafu’s highly renowned Central Hospital.

Which, if he had the energy left to really think about it, is not particularly an unusual occurrence. He’s been here—and other similar hospitals—enough to have a general blueprint of the corridors etched in his mind, as well as the basic rules they shared and protocols that were strictly followed. Stuff like how phone calls are prohibited, fatigued doctors specializing in emergency medicine are perpetually present, and how—for a place supposedly and rightfully dubbed with the ‘emergency’ title—the staff sure don’t seem to have a whole lot of sense of urgency.

Although he supposes he’d rather have that than be in a room teeming with frantic energy. Maybe they’re doing it on purpose, actually, for the sake of the patients who get rolled in.

Except right now, he was not a patient.

He was technically not a guardian, either, though the disheveled-looking middle-aged man blatantly staring at him from a few rows up front is most definitely thinking otherwise.

Well, then.

Acutely aware of the unwanted attention, Bakugou shifts uncomfortably in his seat, wincing ever so slightly when the connected metal chairs to his right creak loudly with the motion. It doesn’t help that he’s still in his hero clothes—although he’s aware there’s no point in mulling over it now; after all, he didn’t exactly have the time to do a costume change with all the shit that went down.

Not that he’s exactly sure what that ‘shit’ even was.

It all happened too fast.

One minute, he was walking down his regular patrol route down Shizuoka’s famous tallest bridge—cursing the unbearable summer heat and the dehydration-induced headaches that it brought with it; the next, he was jumping off of it.

He even boosted himself with his quirk to aid gravity in his free fall, but to no avail.

Your body had already collided with the ground by the time he could grab your wrist.

The moments that passed after that are even more of a blur now. He doesn’t know how he did it, but after what seemed like an eternity of merely staring at your limp, bloody body, Bakugou was able to pull out his phone and call 119. The medics arrived shortly after, maybe in a span of five minutes, but to him it felt like more.

It took everything within him not to just haul your body and propel you to the nearest hospital.

Because if someone died under his watch…

“Mr. Dynamight?”

Bakugou startles, looking up from where he was blankly staring at his intertwined, scarred hands. At the sight of a white coat-clad woman, the pro-hero immediately stands up, nodding, turning to face the brunette with his full attention.

“Hi,” the doctor greets, “It’s come to my understanding that you’re the one who called in regarding Patient—” she trails off, looking down at her clipboard to double-check, before saying your name in a question. “Is that right?”

“Yes,” Bakugou rasps roughly, before clearing his throat and trying again. “Uh, yes, doc.”

The doctor nods. “Were you on patrol when you found her?”

Close, the voice in Bakugou’s head retorts without missing a beat. I saw her fucking jump.

Instead of saying all that out loud, however, the ash-blonde only nods wordlessly.

The woman hums. “Okay, then. Well, her parents are still on the way here, and normally we’d let them know first, but given the nature of your involvement and your occupation, I might as well inform you.”

Instantly, Bakugou finds himself bracing for what’s next.

The doctor presses her lips in a thin line.

“I’m sorry,” she starts, shaking her head solemnly. “She didn’t make it.”

Dead on arrival.

You were dead on arrival.

At least, that’s what the doctors told him when he pressed them for more. He couldn’t tell if they were hesitant about divulging further information about you aside from the basics or just simply in the dark themselves, seeing as how they only had your wallet that they found on your person to go from. Either way, Bakugou decided it didn’t matter as soon as an older couple burst through the doors of the emergency room—a good half hour later—whom he immediately identified as your parents.

Needless to say, he hightailed it out of there.

The last thing he needed was to be the unfortunate bearer of bad news, or worse, be recognized as the reason why their daughter is currently lying lifeless in one of the hospital’s private rooms.

After that, he couldn’t remember much of his actions, only that he somehow decided to head to the agency. The entire flight down to his office, he stuck his good ear out for any signs of ringing from his phone, which surprisingly—or unsurprisingly—didn’t come.

Which makes sense.

He’s heard stories before. Exchanged in hushed whispers back in the UA dormitory, and uttered in low voices in the agencies he worked at as a sidekick. About how suicide cases in the country are criminally underreported—not just because of the stigma surrounding the act, but because the police allegedly make it a point to conceal such cases, away from the media’s prying eyes and before it gets blown out of proportion by the public.

Hakamada told him it was most likely to prevent the occurrence of suicide clusters, to which Bakugou scoffed instinctively, granting him a reprimanding look from his mentor.

But really, could anyone blame him?

The idea seemed stupid then.

If he killed himself for whatever reason, he sure didn’t want his death to be treated as some sort of curse, talked about only when people think no one’s watching.

There’s nothing more pitiful than fading away without leaving a single trace, after all.

But now, as he sits in the quiet dark of his agency’s office—the building silent if not for the gentle whirring of his air conditioner—Bakugou finds himself oddly grateful.

Because…

Because.

He wouldn’t know what he’d do if he had to face the press about what just happened.

He’s not sure how long he sat spaced out in his office, but by the time he’s inserting his lone copy of his key into the door knob, it’s already two hours past midnight, and the exhaustion from the day’s events has finally made itself known in the form of muscle aches and a throbbing migraine.

Bakugou doesn’t try to fight the sigh of relief that wracks his body the second he hears the lock click, his movements automatic as he pushes the door open with his side, left hand reaching out in the dark until it lands on and presses against the switch.

As if on cue, light floods the living room slash kitchen of Bakugou’s apartment unit, a sight so mundanely familiar that he doesn’t even blink at first.

Just—drags his aching feet towards the foyer where he toes off his sneakers and drops his duffel bag, which he swears he’ll collect the first thing tomorrow morning.

But then that’s when it happens.

Bakugou barely catches it—the movement at the corner of his eye—but he does.

And when he does—glance to look at it—he blanches.

Because sitting on his sofa is no other than a ghost.

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starts off with martin and hamzah showing us the entrance of the abandoned school . we go in and sit by the lockers , we all bought backpacks so we do a what's in our bag haul !! in the middle of the hallway . . . i go last .

me : soo i have this cute little backpack ! i bought my trusty stuffed animal that mandy bought me ! thanks mandy !

mandy : i did NOT buy that ugly thing for you

me : bro shut up i'm trying to make you look generous . anyway , i was supposed to bring the ouija board but i got too scared so i bought monopoly instead !

hamzah : oh this guy stinks !

martin : yeah dude , can you believe her ?

they're both doing that thing where they close into each other and pretend like they're making fun of someone , but it's even more funnier to watch them . mandy and i side eye each other like , " can you believe them ? " .

me : girl WHATEVER . anyWAYS i also bought sonny angels to unbox -

and then we hear the LOUDEST thud ever . mandy , martin , and i all scream and i'm ready to run right out the door from where we entered . guess what ? it was just hamzah dropping his god damn phone .

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after walking around the abandoned school and doing absolutely nothing whatsoever , finding nothing , and getting scared only when one of them jumpscares mandy and i , mandy and i sit down in the cafeteria and unbox the sonny angels !!!

mandy : okay guys we're unboxing some sonny angels at this abandoned school ! i really hope i get the lopsided ear bunny to be honest . . . what 'bout you ?

me : ummm i really want this doggie !!

we unbox and i get what i want but mandy doesn't . . . cue mandy's crashout .

　　overall 　 this video consists of screams , jokes , and a lot of laughter in the middle of the hallways of an abandoned school . martin keeps trying to convince us that the school is actually haunted , hamzah believes him , but mandy and i lowkey can tell they're joking .

　

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[stygiusfic]

this post got around a fair bit more than the handful of notes i could have expected! i originally made it as a reminder to myself of what has worked for me, because in the past when i've been trying some new habit and then broken it/lost momentum for a few days, it's easy to feel like once i've fallen off the horse i'll never get back on it.

i've been on and off and back on this particular horse consistently over the past few months, and i'm reblogging to say:

the best method is the one that makes you excited to write.

a fair number of the notes are some combination of "i should try this". like adding it to a to-do list. and i know this may not be the intent but the best thing you can do for yourself is to get rid of "should". throw "should" in the garbage.

"should" cannot apply to things you do for enjoyment. "should" is for obligations, for tasks, for the watchful pressure of The Correct Way to Do Things. "should" is not for things you look forward to doing; "should" is for things you look forward to having done.

but 99% of writing is the "doing" part, so you kinda have to look forward to it and find joy in it, otherwise why bother?

i know that's easier said than done. believe me, i'm still in the trenches. but on those days when i can't hype myself up for the "doing", it's more fruitful in the long run to be kind to myself and give myself the day off, without blame, without shame. and that means there is fewer negativity associated with writing, for me, so i can enjoy it more on the days i do want to do it.

seriously, if you take nothing else away from the method in my initial post, take this:

figure out at what point in the day your mind is best able to focus and enjoy being creative without outside pressures. it's early morning for me, but could be late at night or during your lunch break for you.

doing other stuff, especially physically active, while puzzling out problems does help. a staring contest with the blinking cursor on your document will NOT help, in fact it'll do the opposite, you won't solve it and you'll only build frustration (bad feelings you'll associate with writing, that will make you less likely to want to write). so many times i'm stuck on a sentence and i get up to take out the trash or do dishes and the solution comes to me.

figure out how to increase the positive feelings associated with writing. for me that's daydreaming at other times so my excitement is at the forefront of my mind when i sit down. you may prefer to put on a specific playlist or light a candle. whatever works!

you can skip any number of steps, if they don't help you. i'm not the boss of you. tailor your experience.

if you miss a day, or a week, or a year, you aren't a failure. that horse will be there waiting patiently for you to get back on it. (i fear this is where the analogy breaks down, considering... horses).

in order to succeed, you need to set yourself up for success, the way that works for you. it can take a while and a lot of trial and error to figure out how to set yourself up like this, but it's worth it.

good luck, and happy writing!

early morning writing hack (real) (it's been working for about a month now):

think about the scene you're going to work on that morning not when you sit down to write, but the previous evening. this is daydreaming but with purpose. think about what might happen and how the characters feel about it. get excited. don't write a single word.

go about your evening normally, doing whatever else you do. your subconscious is a slow cooker and while you do other stuff, it's working on your idea for you.

get up early, like an hour before you'd need to start your day if you were cutting it close. everyone else in the world is snoozing their alarm, so no one can bother you rn. you're free! no one can judge your writing, not even you!

(optional i guess but it really helps me) unless the first few words of your scene are already clear in your mind, warm up. I've abandoned the idea of warm-up drabbles or whatever the hell people recommend. instead, I pull up a story by someone whose writing I love, and I type out a fragment of it in a blank doc, reading the words out loud as I go. this wakes up my writing brain as I become aware of how their prose and dialogue work their magic, when and where they reveal new information, how each detail leads to the next. I'd advise doing this with work that is of high quality and purposeful, so you can learn their tricks, but I'm not the boss of you.

write!!!!!!!

don't stop to judge if it's good or not!! it's too early for that shit!! if the draft sucks you can fix it later but you need the draft done first!!

do stop once yesterday evening's daydreaming prep has run out and you're out of steam. (sometimes the momentum can reveal the next part of the story you hadn't actively considered yet, but don't depend on it.) if you hit a wall where you have no idea how to continue, or it's still too vague to put words down, trying to push through will only bring frustration. and even if you do manage to write a bit more, the chances you'll end up scrapping it later because it doesn't fit are significant. just call it there, you're done.

take a minute to appreciate what you accomplished. you now have words you didn't have yesterday. you won the day, and meanwhile everyone else is still asleep, the absolute losers

if you use a word tracker, go ahead and input your word count for the day. maybe you got a lot done, or maybe you didn't; it's a victory either way. on mornings when I've been struggling, writing and then erasing and writing again, if I'm too pissed off to check the word count I just put down a symbolic number, like 50 words. it may not look like much, but when I look at the month's stats it feels good to have proof that I showed up and did the thing even when it was hard.

now you can start your day. and frankly at this point I don't give a shit how annoying my day is, because I already did the thing I care about getting done, so I'm not going through work resenting every task for stealing brain juice I could've used for writing in the evening. "I'll write when I'm done with work" is the ADHD hubris devil speaking.

and now it's the evening and you're free to daydream again!! and use absolutely zero brain power!! wheee!!

[biggirlscantcry]

a little tiny drabble thing i did last night when i was craving some cuddles

this is short enough so i thought id post it here and ao3!!!! so u can click the link below or just hang around here for a tiny little sickfic

also thank u to my fav @thenoellebird for being so sweet when i showed you this your encouragement means the world !!!!

**title is from a crane wives song fun fact (thank u @pinefamilycatsau for introducing me to that band)

before you read, pls note the following:

DO NOT TAG AS STANCEST/PROSHIP. IN FACT, PLS DON'T INTERACT AT ALL. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

with that out of the way, i give you... this:

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"Steady, Steady"

Stan woke groggily, trying to blink the sleep out of his eyes. His ears still rang with the sounds of whatever he’d been dreaming of— he didn’t quite remember. But it wasn’t a nightmare. There was no familiar pounding heart, no blank spot in his mind where something awful was waiting to remind him of his past. He rubbed at his face and glanced at the clock beside him. Four in the damn morning. 

Wait. Four in the morning— he was supposed to be up! He was supposed to be taking care of— 

Ford. 

He was immediately out of bed, craning his neck to search for his brother, who— Christ. Of course he wasn’t there. 

Hearing a distant, tell-take clanging sound from the kitchen, he followed the source. 

He stumbled through the dark hallway until he felt the floor change beneath his feet, from wood to tile. He felt around on the wall until he found the light switch, and flipped it. 

Ford stood at the counter. More accurately, he hunched over the counter, his face red. Droplets of sweat trickled down his face. He had one lazy hand curled around a coffee mug, but the only actual coffee Stan could see was in a puddle on the counter. He elected to clean it up later— he had a more pressing task at hand.

The minute Ford saw his twin, he made a tiny trill and let the mug roll out of his hands, then broke into a fit of harsh coughs. He pressed tightly against the counter, gripping it with white knuckles. The coughs were nearly gags at this point. Damn it, don’t throw up again. 

Stan was by his side in an instant, rubbing his back. “Ford, what are you doin’ up?” He groaned, running his other hand through his hair. “You’re supposed to be restin’.” 

When the coughs finally subsided, Ford shook his head lazily, blinking in a confused sort of way. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He snapped it closed and huffed, finally letting out an odd little chirping noise. 

Stan had been trying to stay awake. Since Ford had gone for that unexpected swim in the artic and gotten a nasty case of walking pneumonia, he’d been a little— out of it. And on top of that, he had quite the stomach bug from their last time making port. It was flu season, after all, and they’d been around all those people. 

Stan had stayed awake for almost three uninterrupted days taking care of him, only taking tiny, at most hour long, naps. His days had consisted of making soup, taking temperatures, cleaning out soiled buckets, and running cold packs to his feverish brother. 

“C’mon, let’s get you back to bed.” He took his brother’s hand and Ford immediately slumped into him, a tiny little trill escaping him. 

“Mmgh—” Whatever he was trying to say, he couldn’t finish. He was wracked by another bout of coughing, and he doubled over. Stan hurried to keep his brother on his feet, holding a hand to his back to steady him. 

Ford gasped, the harsh, wet coughs finally out of his system, and took in a shaky breath. It came out almost more like a whine. 

Together, they took slow, sluggish steps toward the bedroom, with Ford leaning heavily on his brother, pulling at the fabric of Stan’s shirt. 

Stan stared up at the ladder to Ford’s bunk and immediately knew that it was a bad idea. Ford could barely walk without getting dizzy. Instead, Stan laid him down gently in his own bed, opting to keep him on top of the covers— he was already red and sweating and panting, and he was only in a t-shirt and thin pajama pants. 

Stan was about to climb up the ladder when Ford made a miserable whine and reached his arms out, like a child that wanted to be held. 

Stan’s heart melted. “Aw, buddy…” He crawled into bed beside his twin, holding his arms out in invitation. 

Almost immediately, Ford burrowed his head into Stan’s chest, wrapping his arms around him lazily, trilling softly. His breaths were shaky and wet. 

“Don’— f-feel well…” He sniffled miserably and swiped at his nose. 

“Oh, Ford, s’ okay, you’re gonna be just fine.” He wrapped his arms around his brother— tight enough to be secure, but loose enough not to make him even more uncomfortably hot. 

Ford groaned, wiping sluggishly at the sweat on his face. Stan pulled away, thinking he was making the heat worse. But Ford whined louder, pulling Stan back almost aggressively. 

“N-No—” Even in the half word he spoke, Stan could tell how thick and heavy Ford’s voice was— a clear indicator how congested he must feel. He coughed again, his body curling against Stan’s as the fit wracked him with trembling. Stan just stroked his back, making slow, soothing circles with his finger. 

“Mm—” Another nasty cough. “L-Lee—“ A pitiful chirp. Ford eventually gave up and just squirmed again, clinging desperately. His body radiated heat. 

“Don’t try and talk, Si—” Nope. Do not call him that when he’s already loopy. “Ford. You’ll just make that cough worse.” 

Ford whined pitifully, but let his body slump and his eyes flutter closed. 

“You’re alright, just go to sleep. Way too early to be up anyways.” His own exhaustion was taking over. But his brother was safe, and his brother was secure in his arms. It was okay to fall asleep— Ford was right here, and he wasn’t going anywhere. Ever again. “We’re okay. We’re alright.” 

Ford’s breathing evened out slowly, though it was still raspy and shaking. He made little trills in his sleep, occasionally twitching. After a while, Stan couldn’t be sure how long, Ford began to let out quiet, rumbling purrs. Stan couldn’t see it, but he was quite sure his brother was smiling in his cocoon. He really was just like a cat sometimes. But Stan didn’t mind a bit. He chuckled under his breath and finally let himself relax completely, slumped over the covers. He was so damn tired. 

He felt his consciousness slipping, and looped his hand into his brother’s for safety. 

“G’night, Ford,” he whispered softly. “Sleep tight.”

[beannoss]

SxF read along volume 2! (part 4)

Specifically on the moral and ethical worldbuilding in SxF.

I wanted to bundle these flashbacks of Anya's about Yor's lesson to her with fighting:

Both Yor and Twilight operate knowing the impacts and boundaries of the power they wield, one day I’ll write all my thoughts about this being fundamental to the wholesomeness of SxF, but it’s so nice to see it plainly articulated so early on too

👀👀👀 I’ve been thinking a lot lately about Yor and smiling and wondering how often maybe her smiles aren’t… entirely true… and anyway I’m 👀👀👀

… not me feeling like a dummy for trying to puzzle out Yor’s guiding principles from her actions throughout SxF when she just fuckin’ states them from the beginning 😂🫣

In all seriousness, Yor does practice these throughout as regards her contract killing... Endo does this very carefully threaded weave of SxF's internal ethics, how he keeps Yor and Twilight on the 'good' side of grey, where the lines in the sand are regarding antagonists, villains and cruelty. A fair bit of that threading is done with Yor and Twilight specifically, in how they do the morally dubious (at best) things they both do. It's also a careful balance, philosophically, because the only reason there is any sort of moral argument for Garden and WISE is because Ostania is implicitly facing a moral crisis, which is most especially demonstrated through the SSS...:

(I should have highlighted 'surveilling the public' above too; oversight!) This is also such a chilling panel:

Back more directly to the topic at hand, there is a marked difference between the work Yor and Twilight are shown doing, and this introduction of Yuri:

I think potentially one of the trickiest things with navigating SxF is that the internal ethics need be judged by the internal matrices we're shown. Twilight isn't really akin to a real world spy: he can change his face, body shape and voice within seconds, and it's clear that he and WISE are invested in some level of protection of innocent people who get caught up in their missions (or at least mitigation of harms, if Twilight's comment that WISE would look after Yor and Anya post-Strix is indicative). Yor isn't really akin to a real world contract killer: never mind running faster than cars, she can just stand in the middle of the road on one leg and kick a car hard enough it veers into a streetlamp, and otherwise her targets, at least, are consistently shown to be individuals or groups that would, by rights, be brought to criminal trial and that they are not indicates a clear failing in Ostania's criminal justice system. Which makes sense, when we see the explanation of the SSS above.

WISE and Garden are only an ethical option when the SSS is the main arbiter of justice: the SSS's fundamental model is flawed, because it is demanding its citizens see one another as inherently suspect, to surveil one another and ultimately to turn on one another. If the metrics for traitor-of-the-state are things like being a single woman and having extramarital affairs, then what makes for the truly traitorous is diluted to such an extent as to essentially be meaningless. The SSS aren't looking to implement justice; their goal is clearly control under the spurious declaration of order. Control and order are not justice; they are reiterations of power and oppression masquerading as justice and safety, leaving instead a void. And into that void of justice and safety step groups like Garden and WISE, and, jumping ahead for a moment, even the way Olka Gretcher's crime family was described demonstrates them stepping in where the government failed (and the Gretcher successor reneging on that role).

I wish I'd snapped some of the statements from/about WISE in the first volume, but I also tend to think SxF's primary exploration of the intersection of morality and justice is going to be in the contrast between the choices made by the Briar siblings and the potential inevitable clash between Garden and the SSS. And the intersection of morality and safety may well play out between Twilight and Donovan Desmond, and the choices they each make. To that, choice overlays everything, and the contrast of the exercise of power.

[utilitycaster]

Mighty Nein: specifically avoided enlistment or aid to the Dwendalian Empire during the early days of the War of Ash and Light. Beau and Caleb, despite growing up within the Empire and despite Caleb's earlier indoctrination in his youth both took a skeptical view towards its policies. Despite extensive propaganda towards the Kryn Dynasty, the party let a drow go early on and later traveled into the Dynasty and frankly did so with even less regard to caution than was legitimately warranted. They not only returned the stolen beacon that was part of the inciting incident; they spent their time in Rosohna engaging in good faith with the culture, and pretty soon developed a team goal to end the war and bring peace between the Empire and dynasty. The party also, in addition to having a strong and consistent theme of forgiving themselves (notably, Yasha, Caleb, and Veth) forgave a number of others or gave them a second chance. This is most prominent with Essek, but notably, they made a good faith effort to find Molly within Lucien and only began outright hostility when he threatened to leave one of them behind and took advantage of their hospitality and stole their shit, and even then they spent the entire last fight trying to reach him even when it was clear he was gone. They tried to resurrect Molly once Lucien was killed, and gave life to someone new in the process. They also left Trent alive not just out of mercy for him but because holding a trial would ensure the dissolution of the volstrucker program. Significant NPCs such as Astrid, the Gentleman, and Marion, as well as PCs like Calianna explore this sentiment of the potential for change and growth; Reani serves to illustrate the benefit of developing a more nuanced and generous viewpoint.

Now, this was obviously a shitpost as neoconservative is a highly specific ideology, and my post was heavily influenced by this remark of Empire propaganda being reflective of both the current US attacks on Iran and that in turn being in many ways inextricably linked from the neoconservative, imperialist and interventionist foreign policy of the GWB administration. I think that to be fair, Ludinus is the neoconservative, and Bells Hells are much more "median American voters in 2004", falling for the following arguments:

A genuinely tragic event and world-changing event with major loss of life is treated as justification to depose and kill the powers that supported this action, with little regard to extensive collateral damage (obviously, Ludinus is pretend and his war crimes in-game are also pretend, however, this is a useful reading)

Said efforts are in many ways the heir to earlier action against said powers (the 2003 Gulf War being in many ways people wanting another go at the region following the 1992 Gulf War; Ludinus's idolizing of Age of Arcanum ambitions towards killing the gods)

Generally, an interventionalist attitude propagandized as "liberators" without actually spending time interacting with people on the ground (see: the only civilians vaguely in support of this are in Hearthdell, and even they lost more lives to leyline fuckery than they did to the priests of Pelor until they attacked said priests; Bells Hells talked to very few people in Kreviris). can you say Operation Exandrian Freedom.

Bush-era neoconservativism, when you strip out the Earth-specific items (US unilateralism, emphasis on action in Western Asia) was defined as binary good/evil worldview, low tolerance for diplomacy, readiness to use military force, and disdain for multilateral organizations; a better way to engage with the geopolitical attitude when dealing with a fantasy world is an Us vs. Them mentality. Bells Hells kind of abandoned their multilateral allies in a big way for a very US-feeling absolute individualism above-all which is not unique to conservativism, hence their (demotion? promotion) to just "2004 median voter". They also did kind of make a quagmire, and did sort of do a Mission Accomplished while leaving the region (ie, planet and moon) mostly a mess because they had no real plan going in, did not know what anything would do and didn't really consider implications and got mad at the people who brought them up.

The rehabilitative, pro-cultural exchange anti-war Mighty Nein vs the neoconservative Bells Hells

[11queensupreme11]

If the yans had Instagram, who would post the most videos or content about percy? And how would they react to fan edits of her?

this is gonna surprise many of you guys.... but the one who would post the most content of percy would be...... 🥁🥁🥁🥁

cú chulainn! 😍😍😍😍

but not in a romantic sense 💀 he'd be the type of hubby who would post random pictures, most of them blurry cuz percy keeps fucking moving, of random moments like percy chasing him, percy falling over, percy talking with one of his horses, percy yelling at him, percy crying, percy smiling, percy drooling, etc etc. 😭😭😭😭😭 he'd have shitty captions too like "lol look at my dumb wife fall over 💖"

beelzebub is a close second! but he'd keep it in a private account for.... reasons. it mostly consists of percy being unaware, like her sleeping or walking around when she thinks she's alone. no captions on any of the photos, it's really just a huge creepy collection of percy.

anubis LOVES taking photos and videos of percy!!! especially when she's holding one of their puppies 🥺🥺🥺🥺 would probably have the same caption over and over again like "MY WIFE 💖 I LOVE MY WIFE 💖💖💖" but he's always super excited so the pics and videos end up a bit shaky cuz he can't keep still 😭

you'd think apollo would be up there, but nope! while he does have a good amount of pictures of percy, he prefers to paint/sculpt/draw her instead. but anyway, his photos always come with the most romantic, poetic captions ever.

hades iss..... hmmmm kiiiinda? he's not that active in social media to be honest, but on the rare occasion, he DOES like to show off a bit! it's usually photos that he takes rather than videos, and his pics are always very carefully made. wants the perfect angle with the right lightning, nice background, etc.

loki. he's just not a photo person! he likes to run around and be active, he doesn't wanna stop and try to pose or capture a good moment, he wants to experience it!

poseidon is dead last 💀 he just doesn't care for pics; he's a god his memories are perfect. he'll never forget a moment with her. the only reason he has an account in the first place is cuz rhea demanded he make one and share photos of percy, so he begrudgingly makes a private account where only rhea can see 😭

as for fan edits... 😭😭😭

they're lucky poseidon's not active on social media or they'd be DEAD. but then again, she has 6 more husbands...... beel probably has an alert made where he's notified every time a new addition is added to the #percy hashtag and he'll scrutinize it. if it's distasteful, he's taking that shit down and killing the creator. cú chulainn would hunt the guy down and challenge him for a fight. hades would simply report it like a normal person if it's too dirty. loki would tag percy so they could laugh about it. anubis would like and bookmark them, but he throws a hissy fit if it's something dirty. apollo would fight the creator in the comments if it failed to capture "the essence of my wife's beauty!" 💀💀💀

[madsgotmadagain]

I love clover x fig

I love clofig so much bro

Bonus: a flustered little fig :)

[abisalli]

getting back into the swing of things by making ref sheets for myself (kinda)

[movingintotheuniverse]

hi y'all, sorry posts have been slower and i've been a little inactive - i have commissions to work on and im trying to save energy before art fight starts. y'all should absolutely follow me on there, my user is fivefivefive !!!! i also want to say thank you so much for more than 1000 likes on the leafpool drawing, i don't think i've ever received that much attention online for any of my art, so it means a lot to me :) i'm thinking of doing another drawing of her so stay tuned.

i want to share some more art evolution, this time with jayfeather. like i said in the original post, he's like my favorite character and probably the warriors character i've drawn the most over the years (that might be hollyleaf actually now that i think about it? i'm not sure and i'm not going to count). i have earlier doodles of him - for some reason i thought the whole thing with him and the stick was the funniest thing in the world in middle school? idk but i'm not going to pull all those out. this post is going to be super long get ready

i absolutely think that there are problems with how his disability was handled in the series - while his role as a medicine cat is really interesting and he's great in that position, especially with the clash of his personality with that job and him learning to be more empathetic is wonderful, i like to think that if he were a new character today he could have been a warrior which would have been really cool to see.

2018 - i think he and brightheart had an interesting dynamic. it sucks they never let her have another apprentice because she's a really cool character and would have been perfect for that like why wasn't hollyleaf assigned to her??? like what message does that send?? maybe it wasn't on purpose, but i think it's another reflection of some pretty poor choices in the series handling disability. i think i drew this while i was in class or something, i did that a lot in middle school.

thankfully something weird happened and it wouldn't let me upload the entire image because the whole thing is actually embarrassing as hell because i drew a very 2018-looking person in the center. this is a really early drawing of jayfeather of mine from 2018 (i want to say in like october or something of that year?).

2018 sometime, from my warriors shrine shelf. he cute.

the whole gang, i think from 2018. i'm pretty sure these were meant to be cut out and put in the shrine too, this one might even be older than the one before this, oops. i don't think i really knew much about dovewing and ivypool at this point, i think what i did know was from the "life's too short" map on youtube, which i don't think i got a great explanation of their story from even though it's so good such a classic

late 2018 - early 2019 i think. i very consistently drew jayfeather with this design (as well as lion and holly) or a variation of it, as can be seen in the next few drawings

i was kinda always a fan of jayfeather and kestrelflight !?!?!?!! their personalities are so different so they're like sweet and i think medicine cats should be happy together (jayfeather is bi with a preference for boys what who said that?????)

omg this is from the au where thornclaw switches places with brightheart and he mentors jayfeather for a little while and they just argued the whole time. great dynamic i think lmao. from 2019 i believe

in the au he later becomes the apprentice of brackenfur who is medicine cat (leafpool was a warrior and mentored by cinderpelt, who was also a warrior, having switched places with bracken), and i think jayfeather really looked up to brackenfur. idk another issue with cinderpelt becoming a medicine cat perhaps against her will, though i've seen they handled it better in the graphic novel and that's really great. she could have had a really interesting role in jayfeather's life having gone through what she did, so his dynamic with brackenfur in her position is also pretty interesting.

2019 sometime i think? leafpool dying was like right when i got out of warriors for a little while. i wasn't a fan of that honestly. this was before squirrelflight's super edition came out and the whole situation was explained, so everyone was FREAKED because leafpool wasn't in the allegiances anymore in the preview for whatever book that was (it was like a brand new arc, not the most recent one but the one with bristlefrost, is it broken code??? i seriously don't know im so sorry i swear im a fan of these books lmao). what a time to be alive.

skip ahead to summer 2020, part of the evil leafpool au i came up with when i was bored. everyone had dark colors like why?????

2021, there's like a big batch of these i did to post on my old instagram page. rip to that account, i was too scared to post warrior cats on there. starting to get more detailed in designs

september 2022 i think. very cute awwwwwwwwww. i headcannoned that kestrelflight had vitiligo here i think, and yes i think that still. i like this design of him too he cuteeeee (i want to draw him rn i may just do that when im done with this post lmao)

may 2023 - OMG yes i did make a warrior jayfeather au when i was bored sometime i guess. this is the only time i ever drew it though i think lmao, it's basically all written there. he has a very dark design here too, i kinda like it. he is a complete rip off of daredevil from marvel - like he literally fit that perfectly, he could have had dovewing's powers and be like super powerful lmao. but i have a HUGE document somewhere where i tried to like rewrite the whole PO3 series, who wants to see it maybe i'll share it sometime omg???

ok that's actually all i have i thought there was more - i know i have doodles somewhere else but i'm not searching every canvas on procreate for those, and they're not colored in either so it wouldn't be interesting. he's clearly a beloved character to me so i really enjoyed making this one.

jayfeather has a very important role in the discussion of handling disability in fiction i think, though i can't say i'm a writer or an expert in any of this, so if i've overstepped in that discussion with this post i sincerely apologize and tell me! (i'm trying my best to avoid discourse and stating my opinion on this series, though i think these issues have been discussed a great deal so i'm just a little voice in the crowd i hope) i don't want to speak too much about who i am personally, i want to remain as anonymous as i can on here, but i'll say i understand these issues from friends + family + loved ones - good representation matters and can make a huge difference!!!!

he is actually the whole reason i got into warrior cats. i watched the little fang map and i thought he was really interesting so i started reading power of 3 and here we are 8 years later

i love jayfeather and i seriously think he could have been amazing as a warrior and a rip off of daredevil 🙈