#dizzy works

[diarinn]

tweets w/ bf!wriothesley

content : wriothesley x gn!reader, fluff, established relationship, slight crack

a/n : repost from my old acc, hope you enjoy <3

© diarinn 2025 : please do not plagiarize, repost, or use my works for ai, thank you.

[blobbei-art]

More amalgamation doodles 🪶 I think it has a variable amount of limbs.

[gotchibam]

Rockruff and Houndoom ko-fi doodle for teethcritter!

[inkskinned]

so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.

first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.

it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.

and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.

you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.

and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.

your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.

in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.

in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.

so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.

you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.

once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.

and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"

you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?

hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!

you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.

we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[tazuransi]

virtue kiske, daughter of king ky kiske and queen dizzy, gear princess of vialattea, and sin’s little sister

[ballpitwitch]

𝐊𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐍𝐉 - 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟑

[hampopart]

Age swap? Au? Something. Disgraced Wizard Rolan leading the refugees to Elturel and Aspiring Hellrider Zevlor.

Commissions are open!

[setzeri]

Queen Dizzy "Album Cover"

[chandralia]

katsuki being extremely punctual is so funny to me because him and deku will kiss before heading out and it always turns into a nice, slow makeout, and deku thinks katsuki will keep him there a few minutes over, but without missing a beat (down to the exact second) katsuki will pull away and say “time to go” and it’s so annoying sfhjhsgd

[arcadebroke]

[tigerkrushes]

QUEEN OF ‘THE GALAXY’ … 🌼✨

long time no see . who’s ready for dizzy nation to rise at last

[diarinn]

Faster Fingers

content : nagi seishiro x gn!reader, fluff, sfw, pjsk mention, 0.6k words

a/n : first fic on this acc :x

IN NORMAL CASES, after a long day of practice Nagi would be met with the sweet sound of your voice echoing throughout the apartment, giving him a fuzzy feeling inside of him. Today though, there was nobody calling out to him when he walked through the door.

The only thing to be heard was the sound of music and tapping coming from the living room. Sliding off his shoes without placing them on the rack near the door, Nagi walks into the living room to see you moving your thumbs wildly on your phone screen.

Your back was facing him, leaning on the sofa's armrest with the only thing staring back at him was your screen, a bar steadily increasing at the top of your screen.

“What’re you playing?” Nagi asks, bending down slightly to get a better look at your screen. The sudden sound of his voice snaps you out of your trance, your phone slipping out of your hands. "Oh, did I make you lose? Whoops."

Huffing out a dramatic sigh, you tap the top right corner of your screen pausing the notes swiftly passing in along with the pause of the music. "Nothing too bad, just lost my combo for a song," you reply as Nagi casually falls onto the couch, "How was practice?"

"Same stuff as last time," he grumbles into the cushion, the sound of his muffled voice earning a small chuckle from you. "Can I try?" He lifts his head up to look at you.

"Try what?"

"The game you were playing just now, I wanna try," mimicking the swift thumb movements you were doing earlier. You smiled at how adorable he looked before exiting the song you were just playing and going into the song menu.

"Here, you can choose what song you want to play," you pat the spot closer to you before offering the phone to him. Unceremoniously pushing himself closer to you, Nagi readjusts himself to be laying on your lap and taking your phone to see the song choices.

Nagi scrolls through the songs, listening to each for a few seconds before going to a new one, "I recognize some of these." You hum at his words before he eventually settles on a song that you haven't attempted playing yet, "What level do you typically play these at?"

"Hard or expert mode, I can usually do songs that are level twenty-five max," you point to the number next to the song, which was currently level twenty-three hard mode.

Nodding at your words, Nagi chooses expert mode and immediately starts it before you can butt in, "Nagi! The songs level thirty! You're gonna die!" You say, gently tugging at the back strands of his hair.

"Nah, I'd win."

"Don't quote Gojo on me you bastard-"

You cut your own words off before you can finish, eyes immediately attached to how fast Nagi is able to tap the notes on time, not missing a single beat and knowing what to do when a flick came up. Even when it approached the especially hard parts that all players dreaded, Nagi was able to full combo the entire song at 11.3 speed.

"That was fun," was all he said cracking his two thumbs at the same time before handing you back your phone. Ruffling his hair, you didn't know if you felt immense jealousy or amazed at how easy Nagi made it seem to clear a level thirty song.

As you take back your phone, Nagi opts to turnover onto his stomach and wrap his arms around your torso instead of his original position. Staring at Hatsune Miku posing beside the big letters saying 'FULL COMBO!' in disbelief, you pinch Nagi's cheeks.

"Ow," he grumbled half-heartedly, slowly blinking up at you.

"You're so annoying Nagi, y'know that?"

"What did I do?" He nuzzles into your tummy as you play with his hair.

"I hate geniuses," you tussle the ends of his white strands.

"Stay mad that I have faster fingers than you." His words promptly earn a flick on the forehead from you.

© diarinn 2025 : please do not plagiarize, repost, or use my works for ai, thank you.

[whoruntheworld-lesbians]

One of my favorite parts of eah is that there is so much ship potential. Literally everywhere. You throw two names together, I'll have a list of headcanons on your desk by Monday.

[dreamlnder]

testament :333

[scey-art]

another WIP, this time Metaphor

[roguekaiju]

Long post incoming, but I've been thinking about the two quotes at the start of the Conclave novel and how they tie in with the end

"I thought it wiser to not eat with the cardinals. I ate in my room. At the eleventh ballot I was elected Pope. O Jesus, I too can say what Pius XII said when he was elected: 'Have mercy on me, Lord, according to thy great mercy.' One would say it is like a dream and yet, until I die, it is the most solemn reality of all my life. So I'm ready, Lord, 'to live and die with you.' About three hundred thousand people applauded me on St. Peter's balcony. The arc-lights stopped me from seeing anything other than a shapeless, heaving mass." -Pope John XXIII, diary entry, 28 Oct 1958.

"I was solitary before, but now my solitariness becomes complete and awesome. Hence the dizziness, like vertigo. Like a statue on a plinth-that is how I live now." -Pope Paul VI.

The ending of Conclave is ultimately a hopeful one. They've chosen a candidate in Vincent that can lead them into the future, who cares not just about The Church, but about the faith and about the people. He's the right choice, the best choice.

But it's also a deeply tragic choice.

Being selected for the papacy is inherently tragic, the novel makes a point to tell us this. Lawrence/Lomeil understands this, he even talks about how whoever is elected will never be able to browse a bookstore or sit at a cafe. Bellini, I think, understands this, but he still has ambitions, it's a necessary sacrifice for him. Vincent has no ambitions and also explicitly says he thinks his papacy would be a bad idea, but I also don't think he ever thought it would be him until it was. Tedesco, Trembley, and Adeyemi, they only see it for what they can gain/impose.

There's also the way it warps and changes you. It's not mentioned as much in the movie, but the book makes it clear that at the end the role had taken its toll on the late Pope. At the end of one of the bank statements of the College, he had written a part of St. Mark's Gospel: "Is it not written, 'My house shall be called a house of prayer for all the nations'? But you have made a den of robbers." In the end, he had next to no one he could truly trust or rely on, he was paranoid, he had eyes on everyone, he was frantically trying to weed out corruption before the end almost entirely on his own. He was on that plinth, he couldn't see anything other than the shapeless mass.

And now, the ending. If Lawmeli had been chosen by the end, it would've made the story a tragedy, since we can't see in Vincent's head, it leaves the ending hopeful. But there's no getting around that this is a tragedy for Vincent.

He's a man used to hands-on work, being among the people, and now, like in the second quote, he's a statue on the plinth. It's the best choice for them all, except for Vincent. At first I was trying to concede that, how this is tragic for one character but still the ideal ending, but I realized that's the point.

In his first scene, Vincent says, regarding his plans to go back, that he will "face the consequences of my faith, like thousands of others", and that's exactly what happens, just not how he expected. He is prepared to be made a martyr for his faith if he has to, and he is.

It's a hopeful ending and it's also a tragedy. A good man is sacrificed for the greater good. It's an echo of the story that the Catholic faith is built on. Jesus dies for humanity's sins, Vincent "dies" and becomes Innocent VIX for the future of the faith.

The consequence of his faith is the papacy. And he faces it and he accepts it.