#terra; thread

[dcaddove]

unhinged wishlist starter

open to: any and all (multiple welcome) plot: terra is the f.ree use party favor at the party your muse is hosting/attending. can range from fully consensual to n.oncon - just specify in the tags. loosely based on: x note: can request isabella if you want someone more inexperienced

She lost track of her clothes within the first ten minutes of the party, though that had always been part of the night's plans. The hands, lips, even teeth of strangers had become familiar with her body as the festivities wound on. Passed from person to person to make sure that all were satiated. Some were kind enough to let Terra finish while others laughed as they ruined her orgasms. At one point, someone even made a makeshift collar and leash for her out of their tie, making it easy to lead her around the property rented out for the party. She is draped over the pool table now, trying to catch her breath when she hears footsteps. "Finally done waiting your turn?"

[dcaddove]

Chord seems just as game as she is, and she catches the glimpse of her own sly smile in the reflection in the mirror before her partner is pulling her in by the hips and pressing a fervent kiss against her lips. She lets out a moan near instantaneously and her arms wrap around Chord's neck to keep her close. Her hips grind down without caring how needy it makes her look. "Are you ready or do you want my mouth first?"

"There is. Show me the way," Chord has barely whispered those words out before she's following Terra towards said bathroom. Their eyes feast on the rear end on the other and they already know that this bit of bathroom sex is going to be raw and owning. After all, that was the scene that had just played out. Once inside, Chord wasted no time in spinning Terra back around and crashing her lips into her girlfriend's.

[yoroshiu]

A Thread Called Connection: Ventus and Sora

Basically, I want to ramble about my favorite moments in Kingdom Hearts that involve characters' connections with each other, especially in ways that aren't directly talked about by the story itself (implication usually). This one is specifically about 3D and the Armored Ventus Nightmare.

It's something about Ventus instinctively saving Sora from getting consumed by darkness that just makes me want to cry? Especially when we find out in KH3 that Ven describes going through Sora's adventures as a dream that's kinda a blur to him. Heck, he didn't even know how Sora looked like until 3. And yet, he subconciously protects Sora fiercely.

And it's not confirmed but I've seen people entertain the idea that the AVN attacking Riku was the darkness twisting the armor's intent on protecting Sora by essentially having it attack anything that can/had hurt him before. Riku, who makes use of darkness AND has hurt Sora before, would be seen as a threat.

Since AVN is, well, a Nightmare, and Nightmares stem from Dream Eaters that protect the person whose heart they're connected to, the idea of AVN, even in a corrupted form, protecting Sora no matter what messes me up.

I've posted about it before, but THESE TWO! Becoming connected through a single act of kindness, and that bond carrying for years and years—the longest connection Sora has had in his life because it's been with him for the entirety of it. I just...I sob.

They're so fond and protective of each other TvT

[savingthrcw]

@fightfcrged

Terra had finally, finally, tracked 'Joel' down to Jackson. They had actually let her in, maybe because she had fainted before getting to talk to whoever was at the gate, and she had requested for 'Joel' again. It was all she knew: Joel. Joel and Ellie. So when 'Joel' came, she forced herself to sit up from the bed they had shockingly allowed her to have. Why should she wait? But since she didn't know whether he had people listening in, she had to be careful. "My name is Terra. I was at Salt Lake when you came, sir," she whispered, "And I escaped while you... did... the thing you did. I'm... like your daughter, that's why I was sent there. Do you... understand what I mean?"

[dcaddove]

She opened her mouth to reply with some smartass and witty comment, but Lola's fingers pushed inside her without warning and the words disappeared from Terra's brain. "Fuck," she gasped out, and her hand wrapped around the other's wrist, half-torn between wanting to pull them out and also wanting to grind uselessly against them. "God, you're such a bitch," Terra ground out through her teeth, but it's not much of a complaint when she is clenching down on Lola's fingers to keep her from pulling out. "Are you going to make me do all the work?"

chuckling, the dark-haired shook her head slowly once more at the obvious provocation, knowing that there was a pretty good chance terra would come to regret goading her like this. "be careful what you wish for, sweetheart", lola cooed as she ran her index finger through the other's folds teasingly, "or you might come to regret your boldness." at this point, terra had a pretty good idea of how merciless lola could be when she felt like it. without giving the other any sort of additional warning, she thrust two fingers inside of her, not bothering to ease them in. this was what she'd asked for, after all.

[limayde]

81-85. Teen Titans (Seasons 1-5)

Pretty fun show! I had never seen the whole thing all the way through so it was nice to see it all the way through while also showing it to my boyfriend. Seasons 1 and 2 were really solid, 3 wasn't as strong, 4 picked up a bit, and 5 was great... aside from that ending. Wtf was that? How're you gonna cancel the show on the biggest cliffhanger of the series? Could've ended it on the episode beforehand and it would've been fine!

Anyway, the show is fairly episodic, not leaving a whole lot of room for an overarching plot, which was a little disappointing. There's a lot of things that are just hardly ever mentioned again (I'm looking at you Terra). The endings of seasons are a bit of a breather and allow for more overarching stories and those are fun.

The cast is really great too. There were hardly any characters I outright disliked (Beast Boy is a notable exception but even he has his moments). They're all really fun and goofy, and bounce off each other well.

[pinkbolts]

i think i'm going to let my queue run for the day & focus on finishing up headcannon threads for x'hal & her influence on tamaran (more specifically on koriand'r & komand'r.) if you need me, dm me for my discord!

[goseesunnysmiles]

[ closed starter for Terra @savingthrcw ]

"She ain't gonna hurt you. Heel, Cheyenne," Sunny spoke to her dog, second to speaking to the woman a few yards from her. It was way too early, but Cheyenne had been scratching at the door, sensing something was up. Sunny had let her out after putting on her jacket and boots, and picking up her rifle, of course. The dog sniffed and whine but didn't seem interested in doing her business, instead leading an annoyed Sunny out of the fenced in yard of their little house towards the abandoned school house. Goodsprings didn't have any children of it's grand population of 12 people.

There was a girl behind the chain link fence. Maybe younger than Sunny? Maybe... It was hard to tell. Maybe she'd been trying to get inside to building, but Sunny had locked that thing up, only going in to clear out whatever pests were getting in on occasion.

"Hey, you okay? Need a hand?" Sunny ventured closer, aiming her rifle towards the ground. She wasn't about to put it away and get a knife in the throat because she let her guard down. Even with a chain link fence between them and the best guard dog by her side, Sunny was cautious.

[stellarhistoria]

@earthwilled ft aryin because therapy time

"It's a bad habit,"  the young soldier wearily chuckles at the words spoken, half in show of faith and half in belief that perhaps he could change.  "I know, I shouldn't hold things in, but at the end of the day, I need to get through what I'm doing in order to have a moment to breathe and feel..."  he reaches up with his claws and gently takes off the new hat he had gotten from his aunt and his little brother. a cowboy hat with a single plume of a red chocobo's feathers. it looked barren, compared to the rest of him.  "Do you... do you think it's wrong of me? To not want to feel angry with the world that hurt me, and those that I love?"

[dcaddove]

closed starter / @heavcnaway

"I wouldn't worry too much about it," Terra declares, as though she has any authority at all. "I don't know a single person under 40 who doesn't have at least a few nudes floating around out there." Or maybe she just says that to make herself feel better knowing there are more than just a few nudes of hers out on the internet. "Besides..." She turns to look the other girl up and down. "If you got it, flaunt it."

[sasouken]

@higekki asked: [BELIEF]: in a moment where the receiver is lacking in self-confidence, the sender cups their face tenderly and professes their faith in the receiver's abilities. (Aqua n Terra 🥰) // send memes !

he can feel it all around him, rolling off of him like waves of darkness threatening to swallow him whole. now that he was in the light again, terra was still finding it difficult to regulate his emotions and get his thoughts in order. not being in control of one's own body for over a decade could do horrors to their self confidence and beliefs.

it seems even in all the time they've been away from each other, aqua is still his light. her hands touch his face and her words reach his ears and he can feel the darkness begin to fade back. his breathing begins to even out and he closes his head, leaning into her touch. how could she still believe in him, even after all this time? when it was his mistake that got them all here. . . ? brows furrow as he tries to fight back the negative emotions and focus on aqua's voice, on the feel of her hands on his face.

"thank you," he breathes out after a moment, eyes fluttering open. ". . . are you sure it's a good idea for me to be training the others with you?"

[the-adventures-of-lydia-brown]

𝕿𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆 𝖎𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖆

@rapports-de-combat

634.772: { 1 ; 2 }

__________🙛☙🕮❧🙙__________

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖞 is one of those places that do not really have a precise location if they can avoid it, much like the fallen Atlantis or the end of the rainbow. So one can either enter from another library or come up to the front door through an uncertain land that seems to be hazy and incomplete, and they will take the latter route, both because the room that the aides inhabit doesn't have that many books and is a little too close to the edge of the void for comfort and because it is easier to find one's way back if one has gone that way before. And no matter how much the surrounding landscape with shifting, cloud-like outlines hates to be specific about itself, it is not unmappable and can be traversed, even repeatedly, like the streets of a foreign town before they carve an image into your mind and stop being foreign. So the way there is going to take them through any place that doesn't immediately betray what its surroundings are, through some path that is not often used due to being impractical and through a location that could plausibly be a part of the area, like a field of graying dandelions, into lands that seem partly to be built of clouds that spring when they hold your weight and harmlessly lap at your ankles like the waves lap at the shore. Crucially though, these lands do not intrude upon those who are going somewhere in particular or even just with a goal in mind that isn't counting with getting nowhere in particular. Oh, one can stumble upon them by accident, but it has to be while wandering thoroughly aimlessly. So the fastest way to get there is by knowing that you need to traverse that stretch of terrain and going in a vague enough direction so that it can meet you on the way. And it is not difficult to find a place that could be hiding an entrance like that in this shifting landscape that becomes a camp or garden or forest mirroring old memories. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖞 itself is a different story. It doesn't really shift or change and things inside can be unnervingly precise about their placement, but it honours every connection between two records. Its shelves, if seen as a whole, stretch in thousands of directions that don't quite fit into space that can be perceived or traversed. And so, trying their best to be comprehensible, some of them stay hidden from view and in general, searching through them becomes a game of you and them guessing what the other has in mind. And then there are the books, more or less alive with their own longings to fulfill, some not wishing to be bothered anymore, some thirsty for a little more life to be breathed into them by a reader who can hold their words in their warm, beating heart. And then there is your own aspiration, your own desire to find whatever it is you're looking for, and you would do well to hold on to it.

[paxesoterica]

Apparently there's a limit of 30 something tags, so here's the second half of my list.

favorite character from any media BUT it has to be a woman. in the tags now go (pls talk to me about your favorite fictional women pls pls pls pls)

[savingthrcw]

@wandercr

After a no small amount of complaining and swearing and feeling horribly sick, between the exhaustion from the radiation poisoning and the gin, Janey betrays herself. "I just can't get used to the wasteland water, either I stay tipsy or I stay poisoned." It's half complaint, again, half explanation, because no one gets sick that often, but she was out of alcohol - and then Janey realizes she just told Water Vaultie she can't get used to Wasteland-water. She holds her breath, because Eliana is, unfortunately, not as dumb as half of her raiders and she should've never stuck together with her, but damn it if she didn't miss a normal woman around.

[the-uncrafting-table]

Silk

silk has been prized for centuries. Originating in China, the first silks were made from wild-collected moth cocoons, which needed to be pasted together to form a fabric as their short, torn fibers and mineral coating prevented the proper spinning of thread. Eventually though, cultivated farms of larvae such as the Bombyx Mori or Domestic Silk Moth were created.

because a proper silk thread cannot allow for tearing of the cocoon, pupating silkworms are killed by boiling and their fibers carefully unwound by hand. the dead larvae aren't always wasted though, as many will be eaten later.

the resulting fabric is truly stunning, with a signature sheen caused by the prismlike structure of the fiber proteins. This beauty, along with the at times difficult nature of its production, has led silk to be widely considered a sign of luxury and status, even to this day.

it also lends itself quite well to some absolutely marvelous embroidery and pattern work, such as this Japanese kimono from 1860, this 18th century Persian rug, or this fantastic example of double-sided embroidery, where two weavers make a matching simultaneous pattern on either side of the cloth.

I also have to appreciate this Quran, made in sheer black silk and hand-painted gold by Azerbaijani artist Tunzala Mamazadeh.

in the 1940s, following WWII many dresses were made from the reused silk of soldier's parachutes, such as this beautiful wedding gown.

This gown, however, is made from an entirely different material. It's not just moths making silk of course! We've all seen a spiderweb before, in real life or pictures. Spider silk, secreted from the spinneret glands in the abdomen, is much harder to obtain as it's pulled bit by bit straight from the spider's themselves. With time and effort though, a piece like this golden orb weaver dress can be made. The dress took 5 years, millions of spiders, and cost almost $40,000.

spider silk is incredibly strong, with a tensile strength five times stronger than steel when compacted into cables and bundles. This has lead to it being used in high-capacity ropes and a material known as dragon silk, which uses silkworm-spider hybrids to made a form of ballistic armor.

on the gentler side, cobwebs were once used in the Tyrolean Alps of 16th century Italy as a delicate canvas for tiny paintings.

moving back to the moths, I'd be remiss to not include Fairy Feather silk, the world's thinnest with threads about 1/6 the diameter of a human hair.

lastly, I'll take this opportunity to showcase two silk-adjacent fabrics: Sea silk and Lotus silk. The first is made from the anchoring threads of the Pinna Nobilis or Noble Pen shell, and nowadays is only woven by a handful of artisans on the island of Sant'Antioco in Italy.

Lotus silk, as the name would suggest, is made from the thin strands of fiber that can be extracted from broken lotus stems. Each plant only produces a handful of threads, which must be unwound by hand, so the resulting fiber is very rare and expensive, with a single scarf costing $200.

Well I suppose that's a long enough thread for one day. I'll spin you a fresh tale tomorrow, but for now this is Uncraft signing off. See you next time!

[paper-mario-wiki]

To Kill A Vulture

a song about social change

lyrics under the cut

C Suite deceased, three to the back and the leg Lead pieces to pierce like needles, eyes to rack up the dead Passing through you like a breeze or maybe vengeance instead It's just a shame you never saw the people pleased when you bled

To kill a Vulture is a population pleaser Anti-advocates for social change in culture are the lames who mourn the geezer There's a premium on petty cost increasers, Best protect your neck, they're showing 3-D reruns just outside the Hilton theaters

Can you feel the terra shakin'? The marchin' of the people most affected by the takin'. Are you bringin' home the bacon? The parchment sewn with seeds you chose to reap before you rake in.

To pull a common thread of decency, The needs of many supersedes the bottom lines of regency, To put it reasonably, Proceed into a retreat, you shouldn't exist without a reason to be

Lets sick the wolves on wallstreet, Little Red Bookin' it never looked so sweet, We tear into the super-PACs to show the world it's a pigsty It's my opinion currently they want us to all die

Yeah, well fat fuckin' chance, It's apparent to me that everybody's sick of this dance So if you're curious on how to make a politician listen It's a simple mission all ya gotta do is

Now put your hands in the air, If you see the best of us bleeding and you just don't care Yeah, we make a miserable pair, Let em know that time is fleeting now, especially theirs

Put your hands in the air, If you see the bougiest bleeding and you just don't care Sorry, they said that life's not fair, Let em know that time is fleeting now, especially theirs