#... would be nice to know if the developers talked about this

[moriamori]

Time for me to ramble into the void that is tumblr (if this somehow gets picked up, it'll be 2-for-2 "I tried to ramble in the void but then one hyperspecific person out of a bajillion picked it up and irreversibly changed the course of my life" but anyway,)

Airships, the big literal "flying boat in the sky", became one of my hyperfixations since pretty early on. I don't know when my first airship exposure was (Final Fantasy 6 maybe?), but I do know that witnessing the airship in the opening cinematic of Final Fantasy 9 did irreversible changes to my brain. And as a depressed queer-trans kid with a constantly displaced home between divorced-disaster parents, the concept of a portable home that is mine became, understandably, a comfort fixation.

And as highschool marches on, everyone starts talking about graduation and college or university and life paths and like. I didn't mean to always be rebellious or out of step with everyone else, but. Even then, I knew in my depressed barely-beating-alive heart that This Was All Shit. The last thing I was going to do on graduating was immediately go to college or university to get in debt over something I didn't care about when I barely passed my classes as-it-was.

So I made my entire final "What I will do after graduation" project presentation over becoming an airship captain and fucking off entirely.

And you know what? It was actually kinda nice to look into it. I discovered that Canada already has an airship company called Solarship, and every few years to this day, I'll check google again and this time, I found out there's an even newer airship company set to launch within the next few years called Flying Whales, also set in Canada. I learned about the possible use of airships for delivery to areas without infrastructure, or the uses of them for scientific research with low-environment impact (You don't need to Go Fast for surveying forests, or to observe geographic landscape features, or to go low over sensitive marshlands; ideally, being steady and gentle probably helps more.)

And, partially because it's funny, partially because to this day I have a little bit of "Fuck it we ball" in me, I'll send an occasional email to these people to ask about how one can become an airship pilot. There's no real schools for that, after all.

Part of me wonders if I should go all in into becoming an airship pilot. Growing up socially isolated (without knowing why) as a trans autistic kid, I always felt like the strange exception outside of larger groups. The late add-on. Sometimes, it wasn't even the group's fault, but my own preferences that simply didn't align to everyone else's. I like time alone.

(Turns out that's autistic self-regulation. The irony nowadays is as my therapy improves and I develop a stronger desire for social engagement, I still burn out just as easily and still need these days to recharge, and they're getting harder to "schedule in" as obligations increase.)

It would likely be a strangely isolating career. Like a sky trucker. But instead of set roads; open sky, shifting weather, and an infrastructure that won't ever be guaranteed, and at times the only guarantee is the infrastructure's own absence at set points. I don't know what sort of payment I would even get from such a specific, strange job.

I wonder to myself; would I have a co-pilot? Would it be entirely me, in order to save on weight on the ship? (You need to account not just for the weight of an additional person, but the food and water and bedding and other living needs.) Would I end up married to this copilot or would it just happen to be a random-ass person I hated for the entirety of the trip?

Would I have to monitor the route and do micro-adjustments in my entire waking time for the trips, or would navigation be so smooth that I could spend this time working on sketching comic pages while making progress on casual flight path? (I deeply desire to finish my comic, but I know it would take maybe ten years to complete, and I feel reluctance to commit so much to one singular project when there's other things I could be contributing to. But it haunts me. "What if there was a way to do both?")

Ironically, I don't consider myself as "one of the true hyperfixated airship people"; I can't yet identify weather patterns by clouds, I can't name types of planes, my knowledge of a lot of aviation and aviation-adjacent things feels minimal compared to the True Believers out there. But at the same time, I can't deny the ever-present fondness I feel for these vehicles.

I end up asking myself; "Do I commit myself to this isolating pursuit, that is no doubt beautiful, but would physically keep me away from those I would love, for extended amounts of time? Or do I pursue a local, grounded career -- like engineering, or construction, or even just administration for some benevolent thing -- which then allows me to be engaged among people and community on a near-daily basis?" And, genuinely, I don't quite know the answer.

I think about the joke about pilots how their planes are their wives. I think about how I'm trans and single in my near mid-thirties, never having quite yet been able to ever secure a grounded anchor for myself, be it through a partner, a home, a place. I wonder about who would trust me with such a massive and unique investment, to one day introduce me to one of these incredible creations.

I wonder if they would allow me to have a ship cat and if I would be able to post from the airship itself, becoming like that one blogger from xkcd. Goals, honestly.

I don't know where I was going with this.

I think I just want to find out where I'm going with this. Go forth, my scarab.

yeah I'm an airship mechanic. I got that big ass wrench and the boots that are too big, but also, and this is important, goggles I do not use correctly

[moesthoughts]

roommate ! natalie scatorccio

your roommate is the hottest girl you’ve ever met, all you do is talk about her with your friends. Unfortunately, word gets back to her.

pairing ➥ natalie scatorccio x fem reader

warnings ➥ fingering r! giving, cunnilingus r! receiving, dirty talk, fwb, college au, no crash au, switch! reader and nat, semi public sex

Starting your freshman year at college, probably the most eventful thing in your life. All the packing, wondering why high school went so fast, commitment, adulthood.. It’s scary. Meeting your roommate was even more anxiety inducing, especially since you looked a total mess after driving about 3 hours with a packed car that you weren’t able to even keep there since you’re a freshman.

You were tired, your mascara smudged, an outfit you put together within 3 minutes, unpacking your bags. You got there pretty early, so you weren’t expecting your roommate to show up anytime soon. Your head perked up once you heard heavy footsteps enter the room, your first thought was that your mom forgot the keys or something. Instead, your eyes laid on a gorgeous bleach blonde girl, sunglasses covering her eyes, a dark shade of lipstick on, and the coolest outfit you’ve ever seen. Your jaw practically hit the floor as you stared at her in awe.

“Hello to you too.”

She said, a small smirk curling on her lips. You instantly became embarrassed, and looked back to your box, definitely not the most friendly thing you could’ve done, but it didn’t seem like she cared all that much. You listened as her footsteps echoed behind you to her side of the room.

As you unpacked, you slowly started to hype yourself up to talk to your roommate. You kept telling yourself that you would speak to her after you at least finished unpacking everything. And you did, you placed your last item onto your bed and quickly turned around, confident enough to greet her.

“Hey, I’m sorry for earlier, It’s just so early I didn’t even realize I wasn’t speaking.”

You said, introducing yourself after you apologize. The girl looked up at you, her eyes scanning your figure. You thought about retreating back to your side of the room, forgetting about this interaction all together, until she stood up and offered you her hand.

“I’m Nat, nice to meet you.”

Ever since then you’ve developed a small liking for her. The way she dresses, how she purses her lips while focusing on something, how talkative she can be, you don’t realize how head over heels you are for this woman. Also within that time, you’ve been making friends who Nat introduced to you, Jackie Taylor and Van Palmer, you learned that they’ve known each other since highschool.

Overtime you warm up to them all, and your feelings for Nat deepen. You confide in Jackie and Van, rambling about how much she’s on your mind.

“I mean, she’s just.. so attractive and nice— and she’s my roommate?? I can’t escape it.”

You never pick up on the knowing look the both of them exchange, nonetheless they listen. They give you advice, nag you to just tell her already.

“Jesus, If you don’t tell her, we will.”

Is a joke Van always makes when you ramble, you never took it seriously until it came back to bite you.

It’s almost 1 am, the bass of the music drumming against your ears. Jackie invited you and Nat to a party at her sorority, it feels like a club more than a simple party though. You take the opportunity to get as drunk as you can, forgetting about those pesky assignments that always take away your free time. You’re stumbling around, laughing with random people you meet, and enjoying the music.

As you wander around the house, you bump into Nat, making her drink spill all over you. You pause for second, looking at your white tank top, stained with the spiked punch.

“Shit— Sorry.”

Nat mutters out before realizing who you are, the person who she was previously searching for. After hearing from Van that you have the hots for her, she needed to test out the theory, see if it’s true after all.

“Nat! It’s okayy, I don’t care. Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!”

You’re obviously very drunk, which makes her smile. She doesn’t want you to walk around with a dirty shirt, so she grabs your wrist and drags you towards a bathroom near by.

“Cmon, let’s clean you up.”

You both reach the bathroom and she closes the door, clicking the lock shut. Your eyes follow her while she grabs a towel and soaks it, dabbing it on the stained part of your shirt. Her hand placement makes your heart skip a beat, her fingers curl around your waist, her other hand is working on cleaning you up the best she can, the towel sometimes tapping against your boobs.

“Did you offer to do this so you could touch me?”

The alcohol finally gives you the confidence you need, your hand wraps around her wrist with the towel, a smirk pulls at your lips. Nat scoffs, and looks at you with a knowing expression. She leans in closer to you, the eye contact driving you both up the walls.

“That reminds me, I was told you’re into me. That true?”

Your stomach does flips, goddamn it Van. You don’t let her confronting you make you back out though, instead your eyes flicker down to her lips and back to her eyes. You close the gap in between you both, eliciting a gasp from Nat, and the towel in her hand falls to the side. You can taste the alcoholic punch on her lips as she deepens the kiss, pressing you against the counter. Hesitantly, your hand slips under the hem of her skirt, you press your finger into her clit, making her whimper against your mouth. You tease her, only softly touching her wetness. She whines, wanting more friction, more than what you’re giving her.

“Fuck.. please.”

She whispers, rolling her hips into your fingers. You get to work, rolling her clit. Your mouth latches onto her neck, sucking at the sensitive skin. Nat’s grip on your hips become tighter, she lets out the quietest of noises. You can’t believe you have Natalie Scatorccio folding at your touch, whimpering in your ear to continue. You’ve been waiting for this moment for weeks, finally you have her all to yourself, at least for now.

Your fingers penetrate her, moving at an agonizingly slow pace. You want a reaction out of her, and you get what you desire. Her legs are shaking, muttering about how much a tease you’re being. You move your fingers faster once you’re satisfied. She lets out a soft moan, catching your lips with hers. You groan into her lips curling your fingers in just the right places that send her to cloud nine.

“Yes.. right there.”

Nat babbles into your lips, and she pulls you towards her, wanting more of you. You’re already so wet and you aren’t even the one receiving, you squeeze your thighs together. After a few more minutes of you working an orgasm out of her, she cums around your fingers. a string of swears falls out her mouth while she slumps on your shoulder. You recall your fingers and clean them off with your tongue. The experience sobers you up a little, and you come back to the reality that this isn’t your bathroom, and that you both are at a public party. You slowly worm your way out of her grasp and head for the door.

“There’s so much we need to talk about— but maybe later? We are still in public—“

Nat grabs your arm and drags you back over to the counter, she pushes your hips against it.

“Not yet.”

She leans into you to whisper in your ear, you let out a shaky breath as she kneels down in front of you. She trails kisses down your stomach, each one leaving a mark to match the mess of lipstick on your face. She stops when she gets to the top of your short shorts. You look so hot, it’s all that goes through her mind. While you both got ready before the party she was checking you out, the shorts you’re wearing make your ass look amazing. Slowly, teasingly, she unbuttons your shorts, unzipping them, purposefully grazing your panty line with her knuckles. You shiver under her touch, you can’t help but buck your hips into her touch. She hums and pushes your hips back against the counter. You whine, needy and desperate.

After what feels like hours, she slides your shorts down to your feet. She kisses your clothed cunt, drinking in the gasp you let out. You realize she’s giving you the same treatment you gave her, teasing you, being painfully slow with her actions. You grip the counter and try not to roll your hips into her touch. She dips her fingers under your underwear and slides them down as well, she curses under her breath once she’s met with your glistening cunt.

“Shit.. You’re so wet..”

Nat can’t hold herself back anymore, she dives right in, her tongue circling your bundle of nerves affectively making you moan. Her nails dig into your thighs as she eagerly tastes more of you, her tongue exploring your wetness. She lets you grind your hips into her tongue, she groans into your pussy, the vibrations making your head fall back against the mirror. While her tongue laps your clit, her fingers enter you, instantly taking a fast pace. Every time you make a noise you swear she goes faster, causing you to fall apart around her.

“You’re so hot..”

Nat mumbles, her words shaking you to your core. All of a sudden she hits your sweet spot, and you can’t hold back anymore, you finish. She rides out your high before withdrawing her fingers, licking them clean the same way you did. She goes back to lap your juices, you whine due to your sensitivity. She helps you get dressed, composed, with a quick kiss she leaves you alone, whispering about how she’ll see you when you’re back home. You don’t know what just happened, but you definitely aren’t drunk anymore.

this idea has been haunting me i needed to write it out.. ALSO TY FOR 500!!

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[narcjsistx]

— NOT ON TIME, BUT ON POINT

ও bunny inglesias x fem!reader

ও warnings: bunny was revealed literally today for the first time and NOTHING is known about his character so don't come back here angry saying i changed him once his character is finally explained </3 it's just a fic!!

ও tags: @x3nafix ♡

ও 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me! | words: 0.8k

The heat of July is almost suffocating, but the coolness of the restaurant saves you a little from melting on the spot. Maybe talking to the three men about the last fight with your ex-friend wasn't the best idea since you're sweating with anger, but to deceive the wait and the idea of hatred that you're developing towards your boyfriend for being 2 hours late, talking is perhaps the only option. You don't even want to focus on the fact that Bunny hasn't replied to your messages for hours and that he hasn't even shown up at your usual restaurant, the same one that made you meet and fall in love 2 years ago. Talking for take away the hate and the idea that he left you hanging for the first time, well, that's the only option

"Did you understand what she did? what an extremely rude person, and i thought she was-" you say, speaking animatedly, miming the scene with your arms. the man in front of you snorts, while the others at the counter laugh "Come on, you always knew she was a shitty friend" says a man, the same one who has been listening to your stories for the two years that you have been frequenting this restaurant. you cross your arms over your chest "It wasn't that obvious! i mean, yes, but not-" you say, but the restaurant owner's laughter silences you "You're only doing this because you don't want to agree with Bunny!" he says laughing, and you curse him with just one look, grim enough to kill someone "I'm not doing this just because Bunny has spent the last two years telling me to kick her out of my life. I'm just telling the truth, guys!" you say, but the laughter of the three men in front of you only makes you want to run away and not pay for lunch, even though you never actually paid for it with your own money. You haven't done it for two years now, thanks to someone

"Bunny's been saying that for years and you've only just realized it. Stupid little girl, I don't know how that boy handles you..." one man says dejectedly, while another nods "I don't understand why she's bothered by agreeing with Bunny..." he says, and you slam your hand on the counter, furious "Who gave you this freedom to insult me so freely?" you say, looking at them badly, running a hand through your hair "And I thought I'd tell you this and find some comfort..." you say tiredly, but the owner shrugs "Bunny told us to keep an eye on you when you're here alone. We're doing what he would do" he says, and you snort "As if he's here..." you say defeated, but just at that moment an arm wraps around your arms, and before you can look up, a hat you know well blocks your view

"What if I were here?" says a voice that has been eating away at your life for years now, and you giggle, taking off your hat and squeezing it between your fingers, while you look at your boyfriend's face "It took you a long time. I had lunch alone" you say, and he kisses your head, letting you put his hat back on his head in the meantime "That's better. You didn't pay, did you?" he asks, and the owner takes the banknote from the boy's hands that he offers him "Two hours late for a simple lunch. I would tell you that if she had left you today, I wouldn't have blamed her" the man says, and the boy laughs, tightening his grip on your shoulders "I had paparazzi in front of the house, that's why I was late. You avoided her causing trouble, right?" he says jokingly, and you snort, even if amused "Nice, really nice. I wouldn't joke so much if I was 2 hours late for a date with my girlfriend, Bunny" you say, and he shrugs "I'm a star, in this case the only one in this relationship. Stars make you wait" he says, but you glare at him "The consider yourself single, if you're a star. Surely there's someone else you can share lunch with here, right?" you say, and the three men chuckle, now accustomed to your bickering

The boy kisses your cheek, cupping your cheeks with one hand "I could. But I’d rather share them with you" he says, and you roll your eyes, though you know his words are just silly "If anyone interrupts our lunch today, I swear to buy you flowers as soon as I finish lunch too. So forgive me, okay?" he says with his usual smiley tone, and you nod, although still a little annoyed by the hours of delay "I could think about it"

There's no way they're interrupting your lunch today, right? There's no way a random Japanese guy needs your boyfriend's help today... yes, you can definitely forgive him

[chelnciel]

Ch 29

Or we're finally getting closer to KGHR being canon

Ok, I'm writing this after the release of ch 30 in Japan, but as always, I like to get my thoughts out before reading the new chapter (or spoilers, which this time appeared very quickly) so I've been staying away from Twitter and other places, but I don't think I'll be able to stay in the bunker much longer. So, I took the notes that unfortunately I hadn't been able to develop in these months (my life is in hard mode right now), reread the last chapters and started writing since I want to take a little time and scream with everyone about this new chapter.

OMG OMG OMG OMG

I don't know where to start... Kagi really is so hungry for Hirano! I saw where you were looking young man! I don't know if he can take much more considering he keeps looking at him with those eyes:

But I'll go in order... OMG Ichinose feeling uncomfortable because he thought they were already dating! I'm dying! And he had them totally identified! And damn, he's direct! He didn't give Hirano any chance to overlook what he saw. He immediately takes advantage and gets him talking (a special mention in this sequence, I love how the mood changes).

Hirano saying they're not dating yet... yet... I mean, he wants to go out with Kagi? And Ichinose being like, "Congratulations on your relationship, which is going great!"

He can finally tell someone everything that's been going on!! Although

I'd love to know what Ichinose thought about what the boys have been trying... While Hirano can only remember Kagi hugging him and taking him by the waist, Ichinose blushes and is left wondering, "What have they been doing?!" Calm down, honey, it's nothing inappropriate for a decent dorm.

And Hirano took the opportunity to ask him since he doesn't have anyone he feels comfortable talking to about this topic. It hurt me to think about it. But it's just that his best friend, the person he's closest to and trusts the most, is the person he's confused about... of course he wouldn't have anyone to talk to! At first I thought it would be Sasaki who would help him put his thoughts in order, but it makes perfect sense to me that in the end it would be Ichinose who would help him. Sasaki seemed to want to stay out of it, but I'm sure they will talk in the future (that ssmy ch won't leave my memory, no sir).

But he's starting to feel different...because while he has no problem touching him, he does when it comes to being touched and he doesn't want to kiss the person he likes? And I feel sorry for my poor boy squeezing the umbrella because that he thought that it's not the same love

that he can't accept everything Kagi wants and offers him, and that there's a line he can't cross, that prevents him from being with his cherished kouhai

I said it, he wants to reciprocate him, he really wants to reciprocate! And to think that that has him distraught breaks my heart.

But there's Ichinose telling him that there's not only one kind of love... And that's exactly what my dear Hirano needed needed to get out of the deadlock he was in.

Hirano already knows that he loves him! Now he needs to understand if he can deal with Kagi's more physical love.

Aaaah, Ichinose is finally his sempai. Hirano needed someone more “grown-up” and with a different perspective to guide him and help him see from another angle what he didn't know. I loved how naturally Ichinose took it, and that he gave that space to my blond to talk and sort out his ideas.

And the sun coming out when he understands that there can be more than one kind of love and that it's nice that those feelings are reciprocated...his head finally clearing a bit and coming out of the storm of confusion. Plus he looks so cute in this panel!

HIRANO IN HIS CHEERLEADER UNIFORM. God, he's so cute!

100% agreed Miyano's reaction

And probably if Kagi knew Miyano was looking at Hirano here, he probably would have had a jealous fit.

And Niibashi doing the same thing as Hirano! Tying clothes to the balls so he could score more!

In the end they're both stubborn, strong-willed and weak with Kagi <3.

The whole page 22 is so cute! Seeing them so close like that, with that relaxed and friendly attitude, I love that they are so friendly, so inseparable, so comfortable with each other.

Hahaha, Hirano grew about 10 cm… So he started school at about 1.7 m tall, and he's a couple more to go before reaching 1.8 m. And that next to Kagi he looks so small but he's really not small at all

And Hirano thinking that skies look good on Kagi!!!!!!! I died with this!!

I love that scene where he says that the sky looks good on him. I feel like that's the first time he actually sees Kagi and thinks he's handsome. I mean, he knows he's handsome and he's said it countless times, but this time he associates it with something he loves. He is looking at him as something he loves, with eyes of love, not just as a friend (and he's embarrassed by it).

Sure, in the novel Hirano repeats a thousand times that Kagi is handsome:

and he's already said he has a good body

now he is already looking at him with dreamy eyes thinking about how good he looks... soon he'll be in that dreamy state of falling in love!!! Wait, then we'll get even more handsome panels of Kagi!!!

And while he's thinking about how handsome he looks, he comes up with the idea of ​​asking him if he wants to kiss him (quick association for Hirano). I was impressed at how calm Kagi was in that moment, since it was a question that really came out of nowhere. But he, super relaxed, answers, "Of course!" But this question got me thinking:

So Hirano never knew that in ch24 he was going to be kissed? What did he think was going on when Kagi was inches from his lips, whispering to him that he had no idea how serious he was about him?

Back to chapter 29, Kagi is definitely so direct ❤️ And I think he knows Hirano so well that he ends up making it clear that he doesn't want to go out with him just to kiss him, but that he's the person he most wants to be with, that this is his love. 

But Hirano believing that it's not the same kind of love, because he doesn't have the inherent urge to touch and kiss... and that relief he feels when he realizes that Kagi actually wants to be with him 

t's not just a physical attraction, he wants to be with him forever. It is finally what he feels. Because he gets distressed when he thinks Kagi wants to kiss him (which would be just that kind of love, I love how it's reflected in his hands and posture that he gets depressed) and relaxes again when Kagi tells him she wants to be with him.

I insist, Hirano will be the one to kiss Kagi. He no longer refuses or is surprised to be asked for the 10 seconds, and actually he didn't say no to touching, it was just that it's not a good place since he doesn't want them to get caught again (they won't have the same luck again).

Thank goodness Hirano said no to Kagi about using the 10-second in the courtyard, because the kouhai just arrived to interrupt.

I hate the basketball kouhai... he's constantly after Kagi and won't leave him alone with Hirano. It's been at least 2 times now that he interrupts their conversations (Now that Kagi is a sempai, he has to split what little free time he has) but I feel like he's an annoying limpet.

OMG Kagi will have to compete in the search race!!! Will he have to find who he loves the most? Well, I don't think this will happen since I guess Miyano would have been extra vigilant if someone kidnapped Hirano at that festival.

And if summer is already coming, we'll get to see Hirano in his summer uniform! Because so far in the manga we've only seen him in winter uniform. ARGH!!!! If I remember correctly the last time we see Hirano in his summer uniform is in ch 21.5

o I just want to see him in his summer uniform in sensei's current style (how his drawing style has improved!).

So now that he knows how he feels about Kagi, he'll be more aware of all their two-way flirting? Because they're always glancing at each other and talking super close, and being in each other's personal space... I guess now he might be a little more aware of it, more aware of Kagi, even if just a little bit.

I LOVE that Hirano touches Kagi's head to slyly give him what he wants while still getting on with the task of herding his lazy classmate.

And all that calm dialogue, thinking, "Wow, so it could be the same kind of love.".. He takes it so relaxed, so peacefully that I really like that we don't see a gay panic or anything. He just understands and things quietly fall into place while his student life continues. The final scene of the chapter, and the title got me so emotional! In the end, that's their way of being together and I love it.

I love the parallel... While Sasaki confesses and is really nervous,, Hirano is finally realizing what love is for him. Maybe not exactly the same love (Hirano asexual or demi is a reality), but it's love and he wants to be with Kagiura.

And that's why he comes so calmly to Sasaki, where Sasaki is thinking that expressing his feelings is so hard and then wishing he could be cooler about them... Hirano is so cool, having just figured out his feelings, just comes looking for him... When I read ssmy I would NEVER have thought that Hirano at that moment came from talking to his roommate and going through his realization. Never! Acting all relaxed about it and looking gorgeous in the cheerleader outfit.

An aside: he really knows how to find Sasaki! He doesn't hesitate and doesn't waver, he knows exactly where to find him, in a cool place lounging around. So he knows him pretty well, actually.

About ch 30... If Hirano already has the idea and he's sure it's the same kind of love, I think he won't wait too long to tell Kagi. Maybe he'll just say it and leave Kagi (and us, the readers), open-mouthed since that conversation comes out of nowhere (I already mentioned that I love how he always brings very random questions to the conversation). What I don't think will happen so soon is THE long awaited kiss we've been waiting for years. I think Hirano isn't quite there yet, he's still uncomfortable with being touched and probably needs to be a bit more involved to think about actually kissing him. However, I insist that he will be the one to initiate the kiss, probably in an impulsive situation (Kagi’s games are coming up, so one of my favorite scenarios is that after seeing him give it his all on the court, he goes to congratulate him and in a burst of euphoria, ends up kissing him). Dang! I think at this point I've imagined so many scenarios that I don't even know what's going to happen!

And one more thing... Ok Hirano seems to have managed to put his feelings in order, and surely he won't hesitate to tell Kagi how he feels but... how will they deal with the fact that Hirano doesn't like to be touched? I think Kagi will do anything to be with him, and he's even always careful not to overstep the boundaries they set for him, but you have to be made of stone to date the guy you like, that you can't stop looking at and longing to touch and not be able to satiate that hunger. I see even harder times ahead for our favorite basketball player, as it will be like having a delicious and rare candy right at your fingertips, that you can look at and get close enough to smell it and feel your mouth water at the thought of its sweetness, but it's forbidden to taste it. Kagi will definitely have to be the king of self-control and be in celibate mode to keep sharing a room with that provocative blond.

Kagi has been very honest that it's not enough for him to just touch him, so if they start dating, they'll also have to figure out what their dynamic will be like as a couple. Will their 10-second experiment evolve into 10 seconds of more intimate contact? Will we get to see them be even more clingy with each other? Will Hirano start asking for more closeness?

On the other hand, it will have to be seen how they hide their relationship. Hanzawa has known for months that they've been getting close, in a very unsubtle way, and he already sees that Hirano fell for it, so they'll have to be extra careful. Yes, I'm getting ahead of myself, but it's just that I'm sure they'll start dating in the next few chapters, especially after seeing the marriage-themed cover of this magazine and the color pages that, in my eyes, would be their honeymoon.

And especially, for all the times sensei has mentioned that she wants to draw ch 31. I hope Hirano finally makes THE move with Kagi and tells him that he does love him and they become boyfriends. I mean, I think that ch 30 could end at that moment where Hirano is going to tell him or outright tell him that he feels the same and leave us speechless, in a cliffhanger (a bit like chapter 8 where Kagi confesses [ch08 p26]) and in ch 31 we will see his reaction.

On another note, that little boy who is giving Kagi a sour look at the beginning of the chapter (and who I think is the same one who was badmouthing him for not cleaning the court in ch 23a)

looks to me like he's going to be a pain in the ass. My impression is that he's jealous of Kagi but will it be jealousy of how popular, talented and handsome he is, or is it jealousy because he likes him? It's already been made clear to us that Kagi is really popular with girls, so I don't rule out that he's popular with the boys as well. They're in an all-boys school, there can't be only 4 or 5 LGTBIQ+ guys in the whole place (Sasaki, Miyano, Hirano, him and Niibashi), so I wouldn't be surprised if there are more boys in the shadows stalking that hottie.

And just one more thing... Kagi's eyes are beautiful.

[vigilskeep]

me and the 4 other da2 fans have been in a drought when will keir return from ostagar

every week i play ostagar again with a new warden and he has to go through that again because he’s also there. sort of a time loop situation . sad really

[himblebo]

She’s married she’s married she’s married she’s married (to a man to a man to a man to a man)

[mercysought]

Forgive me if you've talked about this somewhere before and I missed it, but does Asharen believe there's an opportunity for her to reconcile with Solas? Are there specific steps that would need to be taken, or specific things he might do that could prevent this reconciliation?

character questions! // accepting // @keepslore

I don't think I have except in very few specific threads? Or drabbles maybe? And even then it's been scraps!

I went into Veilguard fully blind so I had no idea that the Inquisitor would even be there, I had hopes they would be but I couldn't have predicted that we'd even have a chance of influencing this. The reason why I bring this up is because I fully thought for most of the game that Asharen wouldn't have, that she would have moved on - and while writing her I think at most points until Veilguard comes that she believes this herself.

It's through Veilguard and that she is like: Oh. this is Not Good™️ Truthfully, it's not so much about steps to prevent her from reconciliation but getting her to a place where she might even consider that to be an option grounded in reality - because she fully believes that it isn't.

For a larger part, towards the middle of the eight year interval before Veilguard Asharen stopped drinking tea for the pleasure of it but just drinking the teas that keep her from dreaming. There is a quote from Critical Role that without going into too many spoilers that is "How am I supposed to get over you if you keep sending ravens to me?" and that quote is basically about how someone has moved on (in this case died) and yet they keep sending signs in the world that they are with her, watching her.

In part, as a non-dreamer, it's because she is concerned what information Solas might gleam and use against them as the Inquisition works towards getting him to stop. The other part is because Solas cannot tell her to move on and live in peace for the rest of her days and then continue to visit her in her dreams. It is not kind and while she loves knowing that he would visit because it tells her that he does still love her or she is in his thoughts, she also knows that sort of hope would serve neither of them. So when they meet again in Veilguard, it truly is like eight years of basically no contact, Asharen wouldn't even truly know if they even tried to continue visiting her in dreams lmao

All of this said though, It's already a labour of love, because it needs to be, to have gotten to this point eight years down the line and having sacrificed so much of her life and taken up a title that she never wished to pick up again - so there is no Asharen in Veilguard without a love for Solas. And she does continue trying to reach out to him, in ways that she knows she might reach him (for example, some spirits find unsent letters and unearth them in the fade much to her dismay, or other spirits upon wanting to help her do carry one or two missives), to get him to stop.

Especially in my canon universe with Orla as a Rook and in an universe where Varric is actually dead. What he does to Orla in putting her in the fade prison. The thought that she has been wrong about the person he was is a question that hangs really heavily in her mind, and she is glad to have an excuse to keep her mind busy. Though she holds on.

As for things that could fully stop a reconciliation: it's hard, I think that the crux of this is because I think that the first 'vhenan' is what really rattles her and all bets are off after so long of being away. And I think this is also one of the reasons why it's really so difficult to ship with Asharen in Veilguard.

I fully think that the going off into the fade is a fully spur of the moment, and though Asharen considered as a possibility, for herself, outside of Solas - honestly, she considered it mostly from the point of view of using the dagger and hoping the well and the magic within might be similar enough to allow her to fix this herself. So, this would certainly prevent a reconciliation lmao.

Asharen is ungodly hard to ship with during Veilguard but I did once say that if anyone could sway her it would be Emmrich and I do stand by that even if I think that's such an utter and thankless climb for him, he deserves better. So I will leave this as a maybe, a soft thing.

I would say that other people's opinion wouldn't be enough (Orla, Émilie). I think, maybe, the only two that would give her some pause would be Varric or Cole but even then, she has a thick and stubborn skull. I think that in most cases, though I rarely get to write it beyond drabbles, they both prefer to believe that the person that Asharen sees is still in there - the same way that they would with Varric.

[spock-smokes-weed]

It’s always going to make me sad that “pregnant man” is defacto seen as a fetish by basically everyone, that it makes me feel really unsafe for my future. That and how violently angry transphobes get a the two words “pregnant man”.

I know trans masculine who want to get pregnant are in the minority, but we DO exist, and I’m tired of being treated as a punchline/tolerate being fetishized.

I’m really not the kind of person that wants to make people feel bad for what kinds of fetishizes they have, but it really gets to me that’s all pregnant men are associated with.

I was in a discord that banned all mentions of mpreg outside of a certain chat, to accommodate people who are made uncomfortable by it. And that chat was basically the extreme NSFW chat. And I stopped interacting with that discord because I felt gross putting my G rated family drawings in the porn chat bc pregnant men gross people out so much. I know partially my reaction to that was a personal one, since it hit such a deep nerve, but that never really stopped stinging.

Bc like we’re just told over and over “no you don’t understand, normal people find you really gross. And really you should be empathetic to how gross people find you.” when it comes to pregnant men. We’re weird and gross and we should just accept that we’ll always been seen as a fetish.

I don’t want to down play phobias around pregnancy either, I completely understand why people find it gross, but there’s this understanding that when pregnant women are fetishized then that’s seen as something separate and doesn’t make female pregnancy inherently NSFW. But god forbid trans men try to have some fun escapism and we have to scream in big red letters that “this isn’t a fetish please be nice to us!”

Like everyone fucking loves fanon kids until it’s time to face the birds and the bees. Pregnancy is a normal part of life and I’m just so tired of everyone being weird about it. Like please can we stop fetishizing trans pregnancy I would really like that.

[sciderman]

I agree with the want for a Andrew and Venom movie, but I think rather than the Tom Hardy venom (it is a great movie series but I want it to stay good, we don't need to overuse an already good movie) I think it would be nice if they did what the did with ultimate spiderman almost, rather than him being an alien do like a weird mix of sentient blood type thing. I don't know, I like the idea of Andrew Garfield Spiderman (considering we actually do get to see him being like, sciencey) creating or being part of this creation of venom. Maybe Gwen and Peter argue, maybe they break up and Peter uses the creation of Venom to unhealthily cope with his problems but it turns out bad and Peter loses control over himself. I don't know, I just want something different than like.. Cross over, you know? I'm sick of these stupid Crossover movies, just make something new Marvel, stop recycling movies.

sure uh huh yeah. i get it. but consider: tom hardy and andrew garfield, saddest, wettest, most pathetic men in the world, having margaritas together and crying over their gfs and their sad, wet, pathetic little lives.

[pushing500]

They were on their way to bed and Buckeye decided it was a good time to strike up a deep conversation.

Bella grew up into an adult (a thirteen-year-old, but it's all same-same in RimWorld), and she has the "hulk" body type, which I admit jumpscared me a little. Still, I look forward to drawing a pigskin Amazonian warrior wearing fancy gowns and using table manners worthy of a princess.

Aha! The perfect opportunity for newly-adult Bella to put her medical skills into practice!

Welcome to the cult, Marty Night Stalker. Nice to see Blackdragon keeping up the tradition of naming his newborn children unnecessarily badass names.

I do like the Millie Mossler and Marty Mossler alliteration for the two siblings, though. Good work on that one, Duchess!

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[mimiyanna]

Stealing this image from twitter and bringing it over here, because holy shit, some of the clowns I have been seeing talk about the game lately.

[dreamsy990]

kh2 au where everythings exactly the same except roxas is hanging around sora chara style. hes not particularly a vengeful spirit but hes not very nice either. also nobody but sora can see him. hijinks ensue.

[ryeeatsbread]

I'm toooo in love welllllpppp

Watch out, there's loads of gushing in the tags

[cepheusgalaxy]

I had an idea for a story a few hours ago:

(Bbu setting.) Carewhumper is a Pet Owner, who had a stable income and thus could afford one, Whumpee. Onde day, they lose most of their money and are thrown in misery. Almost nowhere to go, no food, no money, just their loyal Pet who is the only thing that they own now, and they can't bring themselves to sell.

The story would be relatively short, with the Owner and Whumpee trying to find food for Owner and Whumpee servicing them loyaly, struggling to survive. In the end, however, Owner doesn't manage to survive and the only one left in Whumpee.

End :D

[crescentmp3]

hi! hi hello

[hierneneuro]

bro don't be asking me 'what are we' when we've only been on one proper date