#what I would write

[sweet-sammy-kisses]

Breakdown Eddie 2.0 at Christmas time Christopher is still with his grandparents and still not talking to him, triggering off another breakdown in Eddie. Something in Buck breaks alongside Eddie. He blames himself for not being able to talk Christopher into staying or at least making Christopher promise to talk to his dad after so many weeks away. So Buck decides that someone needs to talk to Helena and Ramon about how deeply they have hurt their son once he has the rest of the team promises to take care of Eddie he heads out to El Paso.

Only he doesn't make it there.

Eddie, a mess of emotions, let's lose on his parents holding nothing back, demanding to know why he was never enough for them? How could they hate him enough to keep his son away from him? Now, the love of his life is fighting to come back to him. He puts it on them that they get to tell Christopher his other parent was injured coming down to fix things, things that have been broken for so long.

[wildlyglittering]

made up title- "I would never fall in love again until I found her"

Hello!

Before Christmas I asked for people to send me a fic title and I would say what Nessian fic I would write for it. Here is the one for 'I Would Never Fall in Love Again, Until I Found Her.'

Read under the cut!

Key word here is ‘again’ so I’m taking that to mean that Cassian was once in love with someone before.

This would be an alternative Prythian. Cassian is an Illyrian warrior but these Illyrian’s don’t have wings though they are considered fae and very long living. In this version of the world, Cassian is sent on a mission through Illyria which takes him months – the purpose of which is to find a witch who lives in the isolated regions of the Illyrian mountains.

Cassian doesn’t know why he needs to find her and what the purpose is but he’s loyal to his Commander and, at this time, a foot soldier who does what he’s told. There is another group, this time of fae, who are also seeking the witch for purposes unknown and there is a bit of a set-to on the mountains between Cassian and this group and Cassian is injured.

Although Cassian is slipping out of consciousness, he is fully aware of a figure standing over him looking pretty pissed off. When he comes to, he realises he’s in the bowels of a cave system but in a chamber which has been made to be pretty cozy.

His companion who saved him on the mountains is a young and beautiful woman, highly Nesta coded who is irritated because Cassian essentially fell into what was one of her cave gardens.

She recognises him as Illyrian and isn’t happy about that and admits she hoped he would die on the mountains as she’s taken a vow to help anyone injured. Because Cassian is alive but harmed, her vow means she had to take him in and take care of him.

Cave contained hijinks ensure.

By this I mean Cassian is attracted and riles her ups as much as possible and it’s clear the witch is also attracted and gets riled up way too easy. Cassian heals, she does the healing and Cassian recuperates in the cave while Nesta continues to look after him and live her day-to-day life.

They grow closer and Cassian shares his troubles about growing up an orphaned Illyrian and she tells Cassian that she is the last of three witch sisters, of the previous two one was killed and the other inadvertently summoned a demon resulting in a rather destructive possession. Said demon possessed second sister is still alive, whereabouts unknown.

She also says that when witches die they remain dead for a hundred years but depending on the nature of the witch, they may be reincarnated into a new form.

They get all sorts of romantic obviously but the time has come when Cassian needs to leave. He goes with a promise to the witch that he will return and won’t say a single word to anyone about having found her.

When he returns to the Illyrians, he makes up some story about surviving alone on the mountains which they seem to believe.

Cassian heads back to the mountains encountering another group of fae on the way, this time he gets the upper hand and kills the group but as one lies dying, he tells Cassian to not let the Illyrians find the last witch.

Turns out the fae want to find the last witch in order to seek her help from multiple Illyrian attacks in their Court and in turn offer her protection but they could never find her.

Cassian returns to the witch’s cave where they both embrace but – uh, oh – some stealthy Illyrians who never believed Cassian’s story have followed him and discovered her. They both try and escape but are eventually surrounded.

Turns out the Illyrians have the demon possessed sister who has been working with them all along, utilising magic to make the Illyrians more powerful and to help them destroy the fae cities and homes.

The witch manages to kill her sister but knowing the demon will want to take possession of her, she allows it too but performs a heroic sacrifice resulting in her death and the demon going back to hell.

Cassian grieves and is shunned by the Illyrian’s, cast out for eternity but he eventually settles in one of the fae cities and befriends a group of fae living with them as happily as he can.

Over the decades, the fae cities grow and the Illyrian boundaries shrink. A new species called ‘humans’ are discovered with an even smaller boundary but the fae and humans have a political relationship where they work together.

Just over a hundred years have passed (let’s go with 125 for fun) and Cassian is present when a new envoy of human emissaries from the regions arrives. They introduce themselves in order and the final one removes her cloak and introduces herself as Nesta.

Cassian is startled by the physical resemblance she has to his lost love and as their eyes meet, her face slips into one of recognition...

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[vvanillavveins]

I don't think we give Jonathan Harker nearly enough credit for his absolutely unhinged choices. In 1897, that pathetic wet cat of a man was written with enough grit, willpower, and raw human stupidity to rival any of our modern horror podcast protagonists. When faced with a centuries-old vampire, in a coffin, drenched in fresh blood, he really thought the best thing to do was to hit it in the face WITH A SHOVEL. The audacity. The misplaced confidence. The sheer desperation. No plan. No hesitation. Running on fear and spite alone. And i fucking love him for it. Truly the character of all time.

[inkskinned]

i have chronic pain. i am neurodivergent. i understand - deeply - the allure of a "quick fix" like AI. i also just grew up in a different time. we have been warned about this.

15 entire years ago i heard about this. in my forensics class in high school, we watched a documentary about how AI-based "crime solving" software was inevitably biased against people of color.

my teacher stressed that AI is like a book: when someone writes it, some part of the author will remain within the result. the internet existed but not as loudly at that point - we didn't know that AI would be able to teach itself off already-biased Reddit threads. i googled it: yes, this bias is still happening. yes, it's just as bad if not worse.

i can't actually stop you. if you wanna use ChatGPT to slide through your classes, that's on you. it's your money and it's your time. you will spend none of it thinking, you will learn nothing, and, in college, you will piss away hundreds of thousands of dollars. you will stand at the podium having done nothing, accomplished nothing. a cold and bitter pyrrhic victory.

i'm not even sure students actually read the essays or summaries or emails they have ChatGPT pump out. i think it just flows over them and they use the first answer they get. my brother teaches engineering - he recently got fifty-three copies of almost-the-exact-same lab reports. no one had even changed the wording.

and yes: AI itself (as a concept and practice) isn't always evil. there's AI that can help detect cancer, for example. and yet: when i ask my students if they'd be okay with a doctor that learned from AI, many of them balk. it is one thing if they don't read their engineering textbook or if they don't write the critical-thinking essay. it's another when it starts to affect them. they know it's wrong for AI to broad-spectrum deny insurance claims, but they swear their use of AI is different.

there's a strange desire to sort of divorce real-world AI malpractice over "personal use". for example, is it moral to use AI to write your cover letters? cover letters are essentially only templates, and besides: AI is going to be reading your job app, so isn't it kind of fair?

i recently found out that people use AI as a romantic or sexual partner. it seems like teenagers particularly enjoy this connection, and this is one of those "sticky" moments as a teacher. honestly - you can roast me for this - but if it was an actually-safe AI, i think teenagers exploring their sexuality with a fake partner is amazing. it prevents them from making permanent mistakes, it can teach them about their bodies and their desires, and it can help their confidence. but the problem is that it's not safe. there isn't a well-educated, sensitive AI specifically to help teens explore their hormones. it's just internet-fed cycle. who knows what they're learning. who knows what misinformation they're getting.

the most common pushback i get involves therapy. none of us have access to the therapist of our dreams - it's expensive, elusive, and involves an annoying amount of insurance claims. someone once asked me: are you going to be mad when AI saves someone's life?

therapists are not just trained on the book, they're trained on patient management and helping you see things you don't see yourself. part of it will involve discomfort. i don't know that AI is ever going to be able to analyze the words you feed it and answer with a mind towards the "whole person" writing those words. but also - if it keeps/kept you alive, i'm not a purist. i've done terrible things to myself when i was at rock bottom. in an emergency, we kind of forgive the seatbelt for leaving bruises. it's just that chat shouldn't be your only form of self-care and recovery.

and i worry that the influence chat has is expanding. more and more i see people use chat for the smallest, most easily-navigated situations. and i can't like, make you worry about that in your own life. i often think about how easy it was for social media to take over all my time - how i can't have a tiktok because i spend hours on it. i don't want that to happen with chat. i want to enjoy thinking. i want to enjoy writing. i want to be here. i've already really been struggling to put the phone down. this feels like another way to get you to pick the phone up.

the other day, i was frustrated by a book i was reading. it's far in the series and is about a character i resent. i googled if i had to read it, or if it was one of those "in between" books that don't actually affect the plot (you know, one of those ".5" books). someone said something that really stuck with me - theoretically you're reading this series for enjoyment, so while you don't actually have to read it, one would assume you want to read it.

i am watching a generation of people learn they don't have to read the thing in their hand. and it is kind of a strange sort of doom that comes over me: i read because it's genuinely fun. i learn because even though it's hard, it feels good. i try because it makes me happy to try. and i'm watching a generation of people all lay down and say: but i don't want to try.

[cryptidmickle]

shadow milk finding pv when he was healer cookie is so interesting to me, and full of drama

[kenchann]

you shouldnt have gone too far 🦈🐬

[scalycat]

Crows sparring :)

(Rook finally won this round, much to Lucanis' surprise)

(Other part > here! )

[wildlyglittering]

What would you write for "Hello, General"?

So I asked for people to give me a made up title and I would reply with what I would write for Nessian.

Please read below!

Hello, General

This would be a very brief one shot (not that I write brief) told from Cassian’s POV and set in Prythian as we know it.

There is a war – as par for the course at this point – and Rhys has sent the Inner Circle and associated assortment of fae on various missions. Some are diplomatic (Mor, Nesta, Elain), others are information gathering (Amren, Azriel, Feyre), and Cassian is sent to do what he does best – lead the now conjoined armies of the Illyrian camps.

It’s been a long winter and Cassian is exhausted. He’s been making strategic plans, drafting reinforcements, and training and re-training those under his command. It’s been months since he’s felt like he’s even a functioning individual as his days move from frost bitten, cold, hard grounds into blizzard filled, cold, hard nights with only a fire to keep him warm.

He’s in contact with his friends and allies, parchments being sent here, there, and everywhere and Rhys has visited at the camp a few times to oversee progress and provide Cassian with some company.

The company Cassian longs for the most however is Nesta’s and their communication has gotten more infrequent and less detailed the longer the war has gone on.

Both are clearly busy and tired and what were once pages upon pages of each other’s days, conversations they had with others, gossip about their frenemies, and scandalously comprehensive reams of erotic depictions of their bedroom activities has now turned into paragraphs or just sentences to re-affirm to the other that yes, they are still alive, and that they love and miss the other.

After a recent and gruelling week of training including Cassian dealing with some obnoxious upstarts who are furious that female Illyrians have a place amongst the males, Cassian enters his tent to find a piece of parchment on the table.

His hopes are high but finds that the parchment is one of his sent to Nesta a week before and the new word scribed on the front merely says ‘undelivered.’

Cassian panics, thinking that Nesta has been kidnapped or worse. Without sending any messages ahead, he flies non-stop to the House of Wind to find out directly from Rhys what is happening, ready to pay any price that is requested.

When he arrives Rhys states that to his knowledge Nesta is well, having sent Feyre a message that very morning.

Cassian is now confused and slightly sulky – why is Nesta sending Feyre’s messages but his are coming back undelivered? He flies back to the camps, his brain over analysing every previous message he has sent, wondering if he has offended Nesta. He also thinks if there is anything he missed – did Nesta tell him she was going to another Court or to the continent?

He arrives back at the camp, barking out demands for others to step up in his absence as he now prepares himself to fly over the world to find Nesta. Cassian steps into his tent and there, seated at the table with her travel items already unpacked and ready to stay for what looks like a while is Nesta.

She smiles at him as he rushes over and greets him with, “Hello, General.”

[a-purple-girl]

"it''ll be a statue of a woman, like a beautiful statue of a woman, and it'll be like...she helped lead the way for so many refugees or she was a nurse or she was this and she was that. She was just this pillar of society in her time. She was such an influential and powerful woman.

And they'll zoom in on her face, and they'll zoom in on the plaque, and they'll zoom out and show a full body...and it’ll show that one of her breasts has been basically rubbed off and it’s so shiny because all the tourists and, you know, whoever, has touched her breast and that's her legacy now.

[…] and you walk up to it and it’s just… through all that, through all the effort, through all the care and all the legacy she left behind, the only thing that she is now seen for is her breasts. That's gonna make me actually sick."

-brittany broski via the broski report

juliet, dalida, idk, molly malone

some people are just fucking rotten on the inside.

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

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[egophiliac]

Final manifestations for Book 7?

I'm trying REALLY hard not to build up any solid expectations, because I wanna go in ~fresh~! they're already so far away from anything I thought would happen (not in a bad way, I'm just accepting that I'm on Miss Yana's Wild Ride at this point and we're seeing this thing through 'til the end, by gum). so it's nothing too major, but:

they've been handing new crying expressions out like candy lately, I want to see some delicious Malleus tears.

honestly I want everyone to cry buckets. their tears sustain me. the more Silver angst specifically I get the happier I am.

SILVER!!!! 👏 VANROUGE!!!! 👏

just let him have this. the poor boy's been through so much. let him have his big "I'm proud of you, son" moment with Lilia.

I'm 100% expecting Grim's arc (and probably whatever's going on with Crowley) to be its own episode, but a nice hook to leave us hanging on would be good!

a nice hook though, please, I don't think I can take another "Grim is attacking us! now wait eight months to find out what happens :)" cliffhanger...

some Meleanor? as a treat? just a little bit, a tiny quick flashback or something, please Twst I just, I just want to see her again. let her have a little ghost cameo like Dawnathan Knight got. Lilia and his kids are all having their big group hug or whatever and she can gently fade in to be all like

(turning asks off until I'm done playing, SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE Y'ALL)

[havenshereagain]

DPxDC Idea

Danny working at Wayne Enterprises as some sort of engineer, uses the in-house app for all his blueprints and stuff

He starts getting notes from a coworker in-app, and assumes its this annoying older guy in his department who constantly undermines him because of his age, despite his education and past achievements (i feel like in this AU the Fentons react well to the reveal and they work together on a number of non-lethal ecto inventions that have Danny's name attached to them)

Except one day his coworker mentions never using the app, and Danny suddenly realizes there's only one other TD he could've been arguing with in the notes of the app

[ro-bee]

part one of a little thing i was doing like idk 2 months ago? i forgot... anyway

Jovan first bishop kill aftermath was a bit complicated to deal with

maybe i'll finish this one day but i have so much stuff in my head is hard to think

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[theorphicangel]

nanami who gets annoyed by satoru teasing him for his crush on you. after every conversation with you, satoru seems to saddle over to him hoping (and failing) to be gossip buddies.

'what did you talk about this time?' he asks with an excited look on his face.

'the weather'

Satoru's face drops and he facepalms himself. 'you idiot! that's not how you talk to her at all, what were you thinking?'

kento always spaces out whenever satoru comes by and drops his 'tips' for flirting most of which he stole from suguru from their younger days at jujutsu tech.

little does satoru know that kento was confirming if you were still free tonight for your first date together.

(part 2)