#thread: move-in day

[satoblue]

hello. I thought today would be a brighter morning but of course like today and for the past few weeks I’m being nitpicked and scrutinized over what I post and I can’t even write the words “LMFAO” in my tags anymore saying that AI (artificial intelligence) “artists” must die after a literal chain of me reblogging art last night and also reblogging a fellow moot’s post about AI (again, artificial intelligence) pics. btw, these pics I got were from Twitter (or X — whatever). I did not make these edits of Gojo and I simply saved them a few weeks ago to make use of them last night as I was reblogging art and came across AI pictures in the Gojo art tag.

[mossterunderthebed]

[mishapen-moth]

hmm. colindeli

[neonvvaves]

from  here .    /     @sunbecms

kaz  loves  working  on  productions,  and  loves  his  theater tech team  even  more.  so,  it's  jarring  to  witness  time  and  time  again  how  actors  can  be  at  each  other's  throats.  but  kaz  gets  it─    everyone's  hungry  going  after  what  they  love.  "damn,  dude."  kaz  shakes  his  head.  "i'm  sorry  they're  not  more  supportive.  but  hey-"  he  lightly  nudges  cairo  with  an  elbow,  "-you  got  me.  and  my  team  loves  you.  and  you're  gonna  wow  the  fuck  outta  the  audience  when  you're  on  that  stage."  at  being  called  a  mess,  kaz  laughs.  "aw, thanks,"  he  says,  taking  it  as  a  compliment.  "figured  i'd  go  for  something  a  lil'  new."  although  it's  rare  for  kaz  to  not  look  like  he  somersaulted  out  of  the local  arts  and  crafts  store.  "other than your castmates being no chill, everything else with rehearsal going okay?"

[forgottencassandra]

Rainy Days | Cassandra & Aria

"Goodness, I wonder if this rain shall ever stop!"

"It mocks me," Cassandra lamented with a heavy sigh, as though this was the greatest trouble she had ever had to overcome. She might have well told you that it was, for it certainly felt that way in this particular moment.

Today was the first day that her father had finally allowed her some freedom from the castle. Under a heavy band of guards and the supervision of her mother, she had been permitted to leave the castle. It was a small social gathering hosted by the (rather dull) wife of one of her father's councilmen. She, at least, had had the foresight to invite some more interesting people to liven things up (including Lord Calleary).

Most of all, Cassandra had simply been dying for a change of scenery and any excuse to wear one of her new gowns.

But the storm that raged outside her window, had cancelled the entire affair after it was deemed that the storm may be too dangerous to do any sort of traveling in, and all of Cassandra's hopes for the day had vanished.

Cassandra did not catch that Genevieve (who had been her nursemaid since infancy and continued to look after her, even now) rolled her eyes at the princess's dramatics.

"And now there's nothing to be done about it." Cassandra added, leaving the window.

"You are a innovative woman, Your Imperial Highness," Evie replied, "I am certain you shall not allow for the weather to determine your mood."

It wasn't until that moment that Cassandra realized that, perhaps, Evie was correct in this: the loosening of her father's protections must certainly mean that she would be, at least, free to roam more of the castle than she had been, previously. She had not seen Aria Stafford since the riots and suddenly found herself desperate for her company.

It took her a good deal of time to find where, exactly, Aria Stafford was. Apparently she no longer was staying in her old rooms and the new ones happened to be on the otherside of the castle.

"Did you find this all as absolutely tedious as I did?" Cassandra asked, as soon as she strode through the doors. "There is only so many hours one can devote to reading and sewing before one develops a headache." Cassandra had never had much patience for either of those activities (unless the book happened to be a romantic novel) and her imagination would always take hold and hold her captive to her own distractions.

"I thought I might go mad. I am so sorry that I have not come to see you before. Father insisted that we stay in our chambers and no amount of pleading or flirting with the guards would do any good, at all, so I suppose he must have been truly serious about it." She found that she had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes. Cassandra felt that her father must have been a bit over-dramatic over the entire thing.

"Oh! But I did finish the book you lent me!" She had brought it back with her, now, and put it into Aria's hands. "I was nearly lost for words through most of it. Each tale was more beautifully written than the last. Although I confess that my favorite was the second tale -- the one which ended when the two lovers choose to be drowned together by the sea, rather than to return to land where they would have been so tragically torn apart? And -- " Cassandra finally took a breath and had the chance to examine her surroundings.

It wasn't until this moment that she noticed that she was cold and she quickly noted that this room not only lacked the luxurious comforts that the Staffords' old quarters were missing, but also, it seemed the basic ones, too.

There wasn't even a decent fire in the fireplace.

"Goodness -- what on earth are you doing here?" Cassandra asked, as though Aria had had any choice in the matter. "It's much too drafty and cold. This won't do at all."

[icybreaths]

// New rule to be added; since I'm only looking for one canon to ship Jewel with/am essentially a single ship blog (she has 3 ships, 2 with OCs, but only the canon could be written by another, hence 'single ship'), I will only ship with a blog that functions the same way. No multishipping blogs. I can't do it anymore.

I realize I'm basically shooting myself in the foot in terms of finding a ship partner (bc most people multiship), but it's been on my mind, and I'm honest to the universe tired of - every situation where someone shows interest in my OC and my ideas and wants to work on a ship - only to toss her to the wayside when someone else comes along. I put a lot of work into Jewel; she's my joy! And I deserve an rp partner who's just as excited about her and the ship as I am. I know my ideas are good damnit, and I know my ship is really fucken good. They deserve better.

She doesn't deserve to be 'ship hoarded' by someone and not interacted with at all. She doesn't deserve to be shelved because the other ships are more engaging/lewd/they have muse only for that other ship always and forever. It's happened so much that I feel cursed, like I'm doing something wrong, and I shouldn't feel like that because I know I haven't done anything wrong.

Ugh I could textwall about this background 'blog arc' lmao. I'll update my shit later.

[crossbackpoke-check]

philadelphia where love goes to…..be reborn?? crazy stuff happening here!!

i-

yeah you know what, that narrative makes sense, continue 🤝 philly

[liaytolisia]

From what Lianna knew, Mark was a tactician. She carried no weapon, but the wandering queen wouldn't hold it against her. On Forde she wasn't sure she knew much more than face value, but he seemed strong. If she had to guess from appearance alone, she, Forde and Mark were roughly the same age, though Lianna thought she was definitely younger than Forde. In her mind though, it took great skill to be a tactician, so in this instance, she would defer to Mark.

"You are the tactician, are you not?" she asked, a lightly teasing. "If you think that's the way to go, then I say lets do it."

Squinting to see better in the dim light, Lianna hummed.

"From what I gathered when we got here, we don't particularly need to worry about water and fuel for torches," she hummed, tapping on what had been a concern before but not now, if she assumed correctly. "With the other ruined buildings around we should have plenty of material for fixing up the ones still standing too..."

She placed a supportive hand on Mark's shoulder and smiles. They would be able to do this.

"Alright, let Forde and I handle most of the heavy lifting," she said. "We've got this. Why don't I start with looking for loose stonework that would be dangerous for us later?"

Roll 1d10 -> 2 -> carry on

Next: @renaisguy

move-in day - settling in

Roll 1d10 for every post after your starter. Starting with your third post (including your starter), with every post, add +1 to your d10 +1 counter resets after +5 1-8: carry on 9-10+: ping key

[kijosakka]

After leaving Bridgette, stuck to a frozen pole... How Alejandro would react to Assistant Noah saying that he knows what Alejandro is doing, but Noah honestly doesn't care?... What if Noah only cares about how Alejandro unfairly treats Owen?

ASSISTANT NOAH: "None of the people on this show are exactly innocent angels either, so if the guys are dumb enough to fall for your charming tricks and the girls let themselves be swooned by you despite having boyfriends, then they deserve to lose." 🙄

i do think this instance would have add some in the way of later plot, what with london and the eel comment -- as established up until around germany, assistant noah has a neutral-positive view of alejandro:

(though ngl just considering his general mannerisms i am leaning more towards neutral -- character arcs and whatnot, neutral > negative > positive, so his ribbing comes off as uninterested as he is, more like general commentary on what's happening)

anyway its post-egypt and not much further and i don't think alejandro would expect, at this point, to react any different -- assuming that he would assume noah was coming up to rib him about the challenge again.

on noahs end, there is no real distaste for alejandro (....yet), emphasized by his seemingly unimpressed that no one catches onto alejandros scheming -- implying that noah sees it as something obvious.

^ tinged by bias by virtue of being on the crew and seeing behind-the-scenes clips and footage or not, to be so blatant about 'if they don't know, they deserve it' does mean that noah believes it to be something people should be catching onto (also worth mentioning that through him specifically telling owen, he offers more leeway for him in the face of this; favoritism.)

anyway, recap (for myself, mostly): alejandro's perception of noah up until this point is basically 'guy on the crew who ribbed me once' and didn't gloat about any of his strategies to avoid having a paper trail of his manipulation.

ergo -- this alters alejandro's pespective of noah drastically. because, again, noah is part of the crew and therefore not a threat to his game (and in fact could only really be an asset through this to alejandro), so for him to also be so outwardly comfortable with alejandro's manipulation signifies him as a kind of confidant role; someone alejandro can gloat to in small moments as long as he's careful about who's listening, because noah doesn't care.

as for how that changes london -- well, previously, noah would only take up that kind of confidant role post-london, once the cards were out on the table and alejandro goes with his flirting deflection thing. now though i do think it adds if he takes up the role earlier:

because, well. conflict. in alejandro's eyes, noah is taking on, again, that confidant role that he himself grows quite comfortable in, seeking reprieves from the competition that don't damage his game like how heather does suddenly insulting him behind his back and becoming very outwardly vitriolic and distasteful.

however in noahs eyes, alejandro is two-timing -- he'd probably assume that alejandro is aware (probably assuming he's watched previous seasons) that him and owen are friends, and thus assume he's trying to have his cake and eat it too, through being friendly with noah but being so vocal about his dislike of owen. they're a Package Deal, doesn't he know that?

anyway my point here is that it opens up a lot of opportunity for alejandro to be hurt/confused and retaliate in whatever ways, and for noah to assume he's just doubling-down and thus have it sour his opinion more. misunderstand is what i'm saying here.

.........or comedy of errors. both. both are good.

[oneroomjestershow]

Eli's hair looks like noodles... Would they mind if I took a bite? Is that the right way to say? Idk😞

i think they would mind;;

ALSO HOLD ON!!! THAT'S RAW FLESH!!!

[yeonban]

Tobias and Elijah's friendship is so damn complicated because they are each other's longest-standing friends which means they are some level of nice and considerate to one another, but everything about their personalities, opinions and likes/dislikes is the polar opposite of one another. Plus there's the underlying tension brought about by Elijah's strong affiliation to Wammy's House vs Tobias' apathy towards whether Elijah as a person (as in, outside of his skills & whatever else makes him useful) lives or dies.

Elijah's current friendship with Tobias is double-sided in the sense that yes, he does care about that guy a lot, but at the same time he's strategically placed himself in Tobias' close circle to deter him from doing anything Too out of line; a position that embodies the threat of punishment always laying above Tobias' head. Tobias is aware that Elijah is one of the very few people who could successfully backstab him before he could retaliate and kill him, since Elijah's whole job is espionage followed by donning such intricate disguises that he could leave the building to alert Wammy's without even Tobias realizing it.

On the other hand, Tobias keeps Elijah around for his skillset and sometimes comical personality, but he also tries to keep him as far away from him & most of his worse schemes as possible by sending Elijah to other corners of the world, never telling him about certain plans, actively hiding information from him and even training his dogs to turn on Elijah if he (Elijah) were to step too close to something he isn't supposed to, which Tobias knows would surely make its way to Wammy's if Elijah were to leave alive. They're friends, best friends even, but the both of them are aware they're holding a metaphorical gun to each other's head at all times.

[nerice]

🌙 loot drop // 2025 reading shelf LFG

★ a history of the world in 100 objects by neil macgregor (what it says on the tin. stories abt old relics to modern inventions) ★ anime: a history by jonathan clements (last year's revised edition w new chapters on 21st century market shifts nd trends :3) ★ anti-story: an anthology of experimental fiction edited by philip stevick (niche creative writing content i like weird things) ★ design your own anime and manga characters by tb choi (lighter fare for studies than drawing form & pose which i recc to everybody but could murder a man) ★ fly by night by frances hardinge (i feel like elise sleeper agented this into my list years ago. excited to find out why) ★ i contain multitudes by ed yong (microbiology nerd shit) ★ lapsing into a comma by bill walsh (impeccable title. more writer nerd shit abt grammar and punctuation rules and violations) ★ leviathan wakes by james s.a. corey (the expanse source novels!!) ★ the elements of eloquence by mark forsyth (literary devices enjoyer gang) ★ the monstrumologist by rick yancey (body horror. high hopes) ★ the poppy war by r.f. kuang (long recc'd to me cn historical fiction) ★ understanding english-german contrasts by ekkehard könig & volker gast (translation nerd shit from my master classes) ★ why nations fail by daron acemoğlu & james a. robinson (famous acclaimed etc. finally reading it)

[arolesbianism]

Finally fixating on some nugget relationships that aren't horrible for everyone I love friendship <3

[xtinyslip]

gideon couldn't believe he'd let this stranger talk him into getting in the car with him. not that he figured he had much of a choice. doctor pederson didn't seem to take no for an answer and as SHAKEN as gideon was all by of this. deep down, he couldn't help but be a little impressed. not that he was trying to show it. "i think you could fit my old house in the space you have just to park your cars." this place was insane and he couldn't believe that the other was going to let him stay here. there was going to be a catch. right? like he was going to have to sleep outside in the shed or -- or something because this was far to good to be true. perhaps there had been a STRUGGLE to get him in the car and the entire car trip had been made in complete silence. honestly, he'd been too scared to make a single sound after how difficult he'd made this be. gideon finally braved a glance up at the man upon getting himself out of the car. "... what happens now?" @lcvenderhcze

[brian-in-finance]

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[wisteriagoesvroom]

woke up thinking of girl!lando… girl!lando my beloved…

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