#ff stuff

[risualto]

I was tagged by @orime-stories to do this quiz about Daemons for an OC. I picked Inky, because I want something light for her right now <3

She got:

Your daemon would take the form of a perching bird! Those who have perching bird daemons are intelligent and like finding patterns, though unlike other bird daemons they are more chatty and social. They enjoy putting their inner thoughts into words and wearing their heart on their sleeves.

Your daemon would take the form of a bluebird! You are a plucky and amicable individual with a determined, high-strung energy. More so than others with perching bird daemons, those with bluebirds are emotional people who freely express their feelings and appreciate vulnerability in their relationships. They are energetic and like staying busy to keep their mind off things; they tend to be more guarded around strangers, and like to come across as capable and perfectionistic.

I'm not sure if Inky comes off as necessarily perfectionistic to strangers, but I do think some people are off-put by just how much she is and how earnest and honest she can be, even with strangers. So I think this is mostly accurate.

Also, ah. Bluebird. Hm. *wink*

I'm exhausted and can't think of who to tag right now. If you're reading this and you have an OC, please do one of these and tag me so I can read it!

[muninnhuginn]

Time loops are just about the whiplash of constant highs and lows until you reach the point where it becomes monotonous, but in the back of your mind it's still a rollercoaster; you're just numb to it.

Death as comedy because there are no consequences. Is it allowed to be tragedy when there are no consequences?

Watch the descent laughing until your breath is stolen by the horror and you don't know if you even care anymore.

[muninnhuginn]

@catgirlzugy

I do love a good dance with yourself. evil clone? alternate reality version? past version? future version? metaphorical representation of the true self? they should all do a homoerotic little waltz

[thinkmarkthink]

Alfred finds out about the spreadsheet not through Bruce—heaven forbid—or even Master Richard, who has, historically, been the canary in the Batcave coal mine.

No, Alfred finds out because Wonder Woman calls him.

“Is it true Damian purchased a warhorse on patrol?” she asks, warm but curious. “The line item says, ‘Live horse, unauthorized—refused to name it anything but “Vengeance.”’”

Alfred exhales. Deeply. The kettle screams in the background.

“That depends, Your Highness,” he says, “on your definition of purchased.”

—

By the time Alfred reviews the spreadsheet himself, it’s clear to him that Bruce has, once again, attempted to manage grief, children, and domestic infrastructure by applying the principles of a Fortune 500 CEO to a family that was never supposed to exist.

Line items include:

• “Cass: ballet shoe fund (annual),” next to “Cass: glider fuel fund (quarterly).”

• “Duke: emergency stipend for spontaneous dramatic lighting needs.”

• “Dick: trapeze rigging expenses (do not let him do it indoors again).”

• “Tim: coffee. No questions.”

• “Jason: reparations to the Gotham Historical Society. Again.”

There is an entire tab titled “Kryptonian Damage Control (Clark-Specific),” with columns like:

• “Reinforced cutlery (snapped during brunch).”

• “Ceiling repairs (emotional egress).”

• “Sofa replacements (unconfirmed eye-laser mishap?).”

And yet, tucked between “ventilation system repairs” and “cape replenishment inventory,” there is a quiet, unformatted cell with a single note:

“Alfred - annual birthday fund (nonnegotiable).”

He stares at it for a long time.

Then he closes the spreadsheet. Updates his will. Makes Bruce’s favorite tea.

And orders six more bulletproof teapots.

Because in this household, love is measured in line items—and survived in spreadsheets.

[chaobunnyarts]

Some job fusions for my oc's + Rielle.

[lowpolygator]

dawnsiblings

[nobie]

JFK WAS IN A MOVING CAR THE DUDE WAS ACROSS THE STREET AND THEY STILL GOT HIS ASS

[foldingfittedsheets]

I feel the need to share since my lube post is going around that my life is just like that since I worked at the sex shop. Sex Ed is a very standard topic. People just immediately pick up a vibe from me and even in situations where someone doesn’t know I used to sling dildos for a living they’ll just start confiding sex stuff to me.

Not in a creeper way. But like this weight had been lifted and they can finally talk freely about sexual topics. The energy I put off is just so blasé and accepting that people tell me about their sex lives, usually very quickly after meeting me. They usually then have a moment of panic or regret and apologize but I always reassure them that I used to work in a shop and that I see nothing odd about talking about it.

My go-to line is, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.” They always laugh. Then the questions get more specific or people start asking for brand recommendations. It’s always been funny to me.

My beloved has always been a little confused by it. “People don’t just start talking to me about sex! I know you don’t bring it up. It just always seems to go there when people talk to you.”

“It’s just my energy.”

The first time I was meeting their mom she was coming to stay with us. We picked her up from the airport and brought her home. My beloved went upstairs to use the bathroom. When they came back down their mom was asking me questions about vibrators and their jaw hit the floor.

In our room later they said, “She doesn’t even talk to me about that stuff! She’s so embarrassed about sex topics, I cannot believe she was asking you about that!”

“What can I say,” I shrugged, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.”

[risualto]

@orime-stories's tags:

"STOP IT STOP IT I KNOW WHO ELSE YOU KISS WITH THAT MOUTH EWWWWWWWW"

-featuring @orime-stories' T'nali! <3

[mamirhodessxox]

I can fix him chat

[theangrykimchi]

Idk who needs to hear this but...write. Write about things you enjoy. About things that are "problematic". Write about controversial topics and non-controversial topics and if it's about a topic you don't know much about but you want to write about it then do your research, talk with people who know more on the subject, who live through it, but WRITE. Care about what you are creating, put love and emotion in it but don't let ANYONE gatekeep creating something that will make you happy.

[risualto]

Who'll Hear the Echoes of Stories Never Told?

A follow-up to this ^_^

[muninnhuginn]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: He Xuan & Shi Qingxuan, Shi Qingxuan & Shi Wudu Characters: Shi Qingxuan Additional Tags: Character Study, He/Him and She/Her Pronouns for Shi Qingxuan, Yes the title is Hozier lyrics, visual metaphors galore, spoilers for everything beefleaf Summary:

Of all the things He Xuan had taken from him, Shi Qingxuan thought the one he missed the most was Lady Windmaster.

Shi Qingxuan, at the end.

[strugglingsickies]

In case anyone was wondering why I fell off the face of the earth final fantasy 7 rebirth dropped so my will to live did also :)

Sephiroth + Cloud 🤝 boygenius

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Manager: Levi, tills! Levi: But-… Manager: They’ll wait ‘til later, move your ass! [Levi sighed wearily, tossing his greasy rag upon the counter with a classic amount of teenage enthusiasm] Levi: I barely know how to work the tills. Manager: Well, you’re the only one on shift with half a brain and Mel called in sick, so today’s your lucky day-.. again. … Bianca: I promise it’s not as bad as it looks… [Penny grimaced, she’d smell like burgers for a week if she so much as stepped foot in such a disgusting place] Penny: I can’t eat carbs, Bianca. Bianca: I literally saw you eating waffles for breakfast the other day. Penny: Do we have to? Bianca: My sister insisted on having her dumb party here and it was actually pretty good, I swear! … [overlapping chatter] Bianca: [giggling] Hi, stranger. I’ll have… [Levi stared straight through Bianca; his gaze locked on Penny’s look of utter horror and contempt. How was he supposed to talk his way out of this one-.. what on earth was she even doing here?] Penny: This is where you work? Levi: No, I’m just-.. I, uh-… Penny: Ew. Levi: Wait! Penny: Don’t touch me. Levi: I can explain, okay? I-… Manager: Levi! Levi: One second! Manager: Erm, no-.. leave those poor girls alone and get back to work, there’re people waiting. [Levi remained rooted to the spot, impervious to the chatter around him and his managers impatient yelling] Levi: I’m gonna throw up… Manager: Oh, for god’s sake-.. not there! … Levi: Penny! Penny: Go back to work, Levi. Levi: My parents just wanted to teach me the value of money or whatever-.. I don’t want to work here. [Levi wrung his hands together awkwardly, even he didn’t believe his own words anymore. Sure, the Grease Trap was disgusting and the hours sucked, but at least it got him out of the house. His co-workers were kinda fun too, and he got free food most nights; hell, even his manager treated him fairly and somewhat appreciated him] Penny: I know I’m not the cleverest person ever, but if you think I’m stupid enough to believe that… Levi: You’re not stupid. Penny: And since when did you need glasses?! Levi: [sighs] Can you just give me a chance to explain everything? Penny: Why, so you can carry on lying and avoiding me? I think I’m over-… Levi: Trust me one last time, then you can decide, please..?

[crybabyfucktoy]

don't bully me.. I'll cum..🥺