#I can't remember if I already shared it

[duncanor]

Did y'all know someone animated Trimax Wolfwood Death scene on YouTube? Because if not, you definitely need to watch it.

[revenantghost]

Out of touch Thursday

[fayeandknight]

My current boarding dog is a Toller and I'm absolutely smitten with him. He's so fun and sweet, just a bright, happy dude.

[cryolyst]

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[baejax-the-great]

WIP Wednesday

Totally braindead this week and slowly typing out words in 3 different WIPs, but have some Agua Caliente

“I feel like a teddy bear the way you hold me sometimes,” Patroclus murmurs. Achilles had just been drifting to sleep and hadn’t realized his grip on Patroclus had tightened.

“Oh.” Achilles eases his hold on him. “Is that bad?”

Patroclus grabs his hand before he can pull away, and holds it tight against him again. “No. I like it. It gets a little warm after a while, but it’s worth it.”

He likes the feel of him in his arms. He is broad and soft and sturdy and human. There’s a heft to him. He feels right. It feels like his arms were meant to do this. Now when he sleeps alone, he ends up wrapping his arms around a pillow and wishing it were him.

“I hate not sleeping with you.” It slips out, just an idiotic confession. They’ve only done this a handful of times, but that was enough to spoil Achilles’ sleep all other days. The first time Achilles had to confront his empty bed after Patroclus had slept in it, he’d just stared at it blankly for fifteen minutes, as if willing Patroclus to fill it again. Instead, he’d managed to summon the kittens, but they just don’t have any weight to them. He’s afraid of crushing them in his sleep. They have no such qualms, pouncing on his feet and attacking his hair at all hours of the night.

“Is that why you hold me like I might disappear in the night?”

Achilles laughs against his neck. “I don’t know how I managed it for so long. It’s better like this.”  

“Do you have trouble sleeping?”

“I have five cats. What do you think?”

[yume-fanfare]

decorated this the other day, yaaaayyy

[forabeatofadrum]

It is Sunday and it is hot as balls. Anyway, thank you for the tag @you-remind-me-of-the-babe​.

I handed in my drafts for my thesis on Thursday, so I had a weekend of free time. Of course I played a shit ton of Zelda, but I also went to see Across The Spider-Verse in cinema and let me tell you, it was superb. I almost considered going again the day after.

I did attempt to go back to some fic writing. I thought I had the power of Joker Out on my side, but alas. I am just so so so stuck on the Kurt chapters of Ljubim te. I am stuck on chapter 14 and I swear to God I finished chapter 15 months ago but [shakes Kurt] DO SOMETHING MY BOY!!!

Ah, fic writing.

I mean, I have something from the upcoming chapter, but I am currently at 500 words of the 2000, because yes, I’d like every chapter to be around 2000 words.

Kurt isn’t angry. He was never angry. But he does want answers, because right now, Blaine is leaving him in the dark and Kurt doesn’t even know how he’s supposed to feel about it.

Is he supposed to be angry?

Is he supposed to be sad?

Or maybe, is he supposed to be sympathetic?

Now, before I go: do you think it is possible/legal (?) to post a thesis to AO3?

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[oakwyrm]

A forgotten Old God and the mortal who woke them.

[omarfor-orchestra]

FUCK

[cjgladback]

For the first time in a long while, I got to go to a white elephant gift exchange this December! We had a low price ceiling and my practically wins out over any practical joke sensibilities every time, so on the designated shopping day I left my local overstock store with a nice chopstick set, some fancy (not at all mess-free) popcorn, and a dream.

When I was growing up, my mom was an intrepid homeschooling parent who loved event planning, valued cultural exploration, and had married into a Japanese family. Multiple times - sometimes in the setting of a multicultural fair, at least once as a kind of class party (with celebratory takeout at the end) - she faced teaching large groups of children how to use chopsticks quickly and with as little cost and cleanup as possible.

Her answer was popcorn! It's edible, so you get the full motion down, and lightweight but large enough for less coordinated sticks to pinch. It has tons of nubbins to grab and widely varied shapes to experiment with. Specifically, we used air-popped kernels, without oil or toppings, so when it gets overzealously crushed or bounces away and gets missed by a broom, it's basically biodegradable styrofoam.

What I'm saying is, this is my mom's fault. Other than the choice to draw so many hands in one afternoon on the same day as the party, while also baking a snack. That's all me. This primer was delivered in the format of a tiny booklet (if you look up an "eight page zine" that's also a method I learned from my mom, to turn single-sided misprints into notepads), with fewer jokes and tips than I'd have liked because I simply did not have time to transcribe a hashi rest fold or hairstyle. But reformatted (for Mastodon) it looks fairly respectable.

Lengthy image descriptions and full poster format under the cut.

[ID: A title page reads "How to Use Chopsticks" in all caps. The words "without too much mess" are between two straight, orange lines, which start with round points at the left, evoking chopsticks, and end in flared shapes of a silhouetted splash on the right. Below the lower line are the words "by CJ Gladback." All the text is in black, the background is white but appears light orange due to a repeating geometric watermark pattern of CJ's logo in orange overlaid on the whole image; her handle on most sites is included once on each of the following spreads: @cjgladback​

Next is the first spread of four illustrations with their instructions. On the left half of page are two line drawings of a right hand holding one and then two chopsticks, with the text, "The first stick rests on the side of your ring finger's nail and the flesh between your thumb and index finger. Your middle finger's pad holds it securely while it can slide against your thumb as your hand changes posture in use. The second stick is held between the knuckle of your thumb and the middle section of your index finger. This is the one you move to change angles; it may touch but doesn't really rest on the middle finger's tip." In orange, two arrows indicate the rest points for the first stick while small hashes emanate from the points pressed on the middle and ring fingertips and under the thumb's joint holding the top stick. On the right upper quadrant of the page is the text "Hold them close to parallel to scoop." A hand holds two sticks poked into a bowl of rice between the viewer and the palm; a series of parallel orange lines emphasize the space between the sticks. The remaining quadrant's text reads, "Press with your index finger to pinch firmly." This hand is holding an indistinct rounded shape in its chopsticks, with an orange arrow indicating the rotation of the index finger's tip to press the top stick's point toward the bottom's.

Next is the final spread of the pamphlet. The upper right text reads, "Practice with something medium sized and low mess like (air-popped) popcorn." A single piece of popcorn is held in disembodied chopsticks above a full popcorn bowl, with several kernels fallen to the surface below it. Text below reads, "Pick up your dishes to bring close to your mouth to scoop the harder to grab foods." An implied tilted bowl of food (fried rice or porridge with diced pieces) protrudes off the page, covering only the lower left corner. Close-up chopsticks have their points buried in the food and their lines fade out toward the right. The final black text, underlined by two orange chopstick shapes, reads, "but most of all, do what feels comfortable and eat well!" In orange in the lower right corner, the parenthetical "(and maybe knit a scarf)" is followed by a small orange drawing of a steaming bowl of noodles and sliced egg with a noodle line trailing toward two upward angled sticks with loopy hashes indicating knit fabric hanging from them.

The final image is the full booklet in its web format, with the three previous images from this post stacked vertically. Some orange lines have been added between what were pages in the print booklet, to aid reading flow. /end ID]

[fragmentedblade]

The implications that Blade and Dan Heng remember more than they admit is driving me nuts

[i-am-the-oyster]

You'll Be Hung Like a Ham

You'll Be Hung Like a Ham (865 words) by arewetheoysters Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Beatles (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John Lennon/Paul McCartney, John Lennon/Yoko Ono Characters: Paul McCartney, Mary Mohin McCartney, Jim McCartney, Mike McCartney (mentioned), John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Jane Asher (mentioned), Francie Schwartz (mentioned), Linda Eastman (mentioned) Additional Tags: Young Paul McCartney, Wings song 1882, Angst, McLennon, Paul POV, short fic, mild period typical homophobia, internalised homophobia, Bisexual Paul McCartney

[eternallyfatedjadedspaded]

Francis/Richard feels from the ILY fic

[andromeda3116]

me to myself, currently: other people aren't obsessing over your social mistakes like you are other people aren't obsessing over your social mistakes like you are other people aren't obsessing over your social mistakes like you are other people aren't obsessing over your social mistakes like you are

also me: obviously they have all begun to hate me

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[dysperdis]

So, it's currently about 10°C outside, I need to wear a jacket inside, and my upstairs tenants are running MULTIPLE air conditioners.

Are my tenants (on an "utilities included" rental agreement) being assholes, or is this just "landlord brain" kicking in? 'Cuz seriously, I can't afford the bill from the ppl upstairs, & they don't seem to give a shit... am I missing something?