#dd set construction

[monarchinnovation]

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[lara-cairncross]

OFFICIAL UNOFFICIAL RAINBOW MONTH ASK:

SEXUALITY/GENDER HEADCANONS FOR THE BOYS?

can be ROTTMNT fairy au or just in general! love your art, thanks 🥰

RAHHHHHH HAPPY RAINBOW MONTH TO MY FELLOW QUEERS

uhhhh ok ok. so. sexuality/gender stuff for the fairy au is like??? really hard??? cuz in my version of Pixie Hollow, fairies are both sexless and genderless! :DD

They pick their own names/pronouns whenever they feel like it, but since fairies don't reproduce, most of them aren't born with female/male sex characteristics! and gender is a social construct so who gives a fuck lmao. fairies are too busy to deal with that stuff. I don't have any sexualities for the fairy boys set in stone atm either, so it's all pretty up in the air! headcanon whatever you want for now :)

[goosewriting]

Scenario anon here, I appreciate you still giving us the chance to get one in!

Scenario 22, with A and pink 20 dialogue as Raph, please! :DD

In love with you (rottmnt Raph x reader)

scenario 22: There’s a big storm going on outside while A is at B’s house, so B insists they sleep over. prompt 20: “I think I’m in love with you.”

summary: Raph ends up staying the night at reader’s place and confessing.

relationship: Rise!Raph x GN reader

warnings: none! fluff

word count: ~630

A/N: another storm prompt XD this one was quite popular it seems aahah

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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Raph had spent the afternoon at your place, playing board games and eating snacks as per usual. When it was time to go, you passed by the window and took a look outside; there was a raging storm. Neither of you had noticed since you were so engrossed with the game, but it was pouring heavily onto the streets, and the thunder started rumbling louder each time.

“There’s no way you’re going out in this weather” you stated, and Raph gave you a questioning tilt of the head. “You should stay the night.”

His heart skipped a beat at your proposal; he’s been into you for so long, and the thought of spending the night alone, with you…

“I really don’t wanna impose on you” he retorted weakly with flushed cheeks. “I can take a little rain.”

“I’m not letting you go out in this storm” you said, checking the weather app on your phone. “It will only get worse according to this. Won’t be stopping until well in the morning.”

For a moment you just stood there in your living room, looking at each other. Since he didn’t say anything else though, you moved past him to go get some extra blankets. As you were rummaging in the wardrobe, an idea pops into your head.

Coming back to where he still stood, you handed him multiple blankets, then hurried to your room and brought back your own pillow and blanket from your bed.

“What are you doing?” he asked when you started building your own sleeping nook next to his. “I’ll sleep here, you have a comfy bed.” 

“I’ll sleep here too, if that’s okay with you… I’m kinda scared of storms” you said. It wasn’t entirely true, but not a lie either. You weren’t necessarily scared of lightning, but you knew you’d feel more at ease with him in the room. 

“Oh, I didn’t know” he answered sheepishly, his eyes going to the couch and back to you.

You ended up building a cosy pile of the fluffiest blankets you could find, draping them from the couch, where you’d sleep, onto the floor. Raph insisted on sleeping on the ground because of his shell. He didn’t want to shred your furniture. 

Once you were all settled, warm and comfy, you said your goodnights and silence fell around you both. The only thing to be heard was your breaths, the rain hitting against the railing outside your window, and the occasional shuffle under the blankets. 

Raph was lying as still as he could, but his mind and heart were racing. You were so close to him! Just above him, on the couch. Never would he have thought he’d be in this situation. Bringing his hands to his face, he groans internally.

After a while, he listened intently to your breaths and concluded you were indeed asleep. Slowly turning to his side, he propped up on one elbow, setting his weight on his forearm. Now his face was at the same height as yours. He looked at your peaceful, sleeping face for a while before reaching up and gently stroking over your cheekbone with his knuckle.

“I think I’m in love with you” Raph spoke in nothing more than a whisper, more to himself than anything. 

When your eyes shot open at his confession, he felt the blood freeze in his veins. Abruptly pulling back, he almost fell over with a squeak. You sat up to look at him, heavy blush on both your faces. Raph took the blanket and pulled it over his head to hide from you.

Reaching out a rather shaky hand, you pushed back the blanket and cupped his cheek. He looked at you with incredulous eyes, heart pounding in his chest as you spoke.

“I think me too.”

[kyojurosprettygirl]

HELLO!! I saw that your requests are open so I decided to try it. Can I request a shinobu x fem!reader fluff? Any fluff is fine, I'm in desperate need of shinobu contentfsdhfygus. That's all! Thank you for your time, no rush, and take care!! :DD

a/n: Hi Nonnie!! OFCOURSE, you can request Shinobu fluff!!!!! You're wish is my command ^^ I noticed you said any fluff is fine; so i'm going to try and hit all the fluff points I can! Enjoy (UvU), Constructive criticism is encouraged, so please drop a comment! I want to make sure you get EXACTLY what you want. X) Take care as well (UvvvvU)

Butterfly Season

Shinobu Kocho x Fem! reader

. Kanae trying to, albeit horribly, set you up with Shinobu. It was a 'girls day' and it was a 'must' to sleep in the same bed when the day came to an end, Except Oh No! she forgot she had to help Sanemi with 'something' that night. Your affections toward Shinobu were quite obvious, but hers were on another level. She didn't try to hide it, at all. she just wanted you to make the move. Kanae knew you well enough to decide that she was going to make it happen one way or another.

"Nobu!" you whined. typically, when two people who share crushes toward each other sleep on the same bed for the first time, they're nervous wrecks, but that wasn't the case with you two. not at all. You were nervous at first, until she had brought up an embarrassing memory of you. you had thrown all worries away and began to bicker with her. She let out an airy laugh as she mimicked your whine, "y/n!" you huff and giggle, remembering an embarrassing memory of her, "Oh! Do you remember when you and I were training with Gyomei!" and that was all it took for her to clamp her hand over your mouth, "You don't want to go there, y/n" a serious but playful tone had come out. You both laughed, yours muffled, and you placed your hand over her's, it still being over your mouth. You gently lifted it and placed it on your cheek, a bold move you decided was perfect in the moment. You began to talk nonsense over your red cheeks as she tuned you out to admire you, pink dusting her cheeks. "Your very pretty," she blurts out, and you pause, looking at her with wide eyes. "Your gorgeous," you whisper. you both stare at each other shocked before hysterically laughing, out of nervousness you assume.

. Kanae's passing reminding everyone, including Shinobu, that no soul is spared from the demons that haunt the earth, not even the purest. it's why Shinobu held you so close every night she could, something that came natural to her since the very beginning of your relationship. you were a shining star, and she fears you will dim at any second. She doesn't outright say it, she doesn't even need to, but she is afraid of losing you. The only way of quelling her fears is to feel you near her, to hear you. You sleep safe and sound with a smile gracing your features, and your grateful that your always naturally so cold.

. Shinobu constantly fixing your stockings on your uniform any chance she gets because she knows how uncomfortable the short skirt makes you. She's the only one who notices and is waiting for the day she gets to burn your uniform infront of the creator.

. Shinobu almost always throwing herself into a fit of laughter when you run to hug her. No matter how many times you do it, she always loses balance and you both fall to the ground, still hugging.

. Tanjiro not being able to smell any anger off of her when your around. When your around she practically forgets everyone and everything and stays in the moment. It's why she needs you out of the room when she's helping a patient in critical condition.

. You being her go-to hair dresser. You constantly trim her hair and put it up for her. She lets you do it because you enjoy it, but also because your the only one who knows how to do her hair just right. She always does your hair as well, but enjoys seeing it down because of how when the wind hits your face, it reminds her of the wisteria flowers.

. The gleam and liveliness that appears in her eyes when she sees you catching everyone's attention. Her eyes always make her seem she's in a daze, but the small spark they see can only fill them with no much wonder.

. Shinobu and your's loud flirting annoying everyone. Nobody seems to know your in a relationship, infact they dont suspect it because your always flirting, but it gets on everyone's nerves regardless. 'Just date already' you hear, and what follows makes you laugh hysterically, 'we already are, but if you insist i'll gladly make her my wife.'

. Shinobu always having faint lipgloss stains all over her face.

Mitsuri giggles mischievously as she speaks with Shinobu, clearly ogling at the stains. "Say Mitsuri," Shinobu starts, "Are the stains that entertaining?" Mitsuri giggles harder and nods. "Yes!" They both share a laugh and Shinobu gently feels her cheeks for the stickiness of it, she hums in fond memory. 'you better not wipe it off Nobu!' she never does. Mitsuri pauses and inspects her face closer, "Shinobu, what kind of gloss does she use? It's a gorgeous color!" She smiles at that, "It's one I made for her, would you like some?" Mitsuri gasps and excitingly says yes, but not without her stating over and over how cute you both are.

[mamawasatesttube]

superpuppies!!!! 😭😭 if krypto’s lady friend was just a regular dog with no powers, i’m just picturing one of the puppies turning out inexplicably normal, just a non-super powered puppy who still manages to get into extreme levels of adorable mischief with its siblings.. maybe kon names it some variation of robin/rob/robbie, bc it reminds him of tim. :D i can also picture tim trying in increasingly mad-scientist ways to get his namesake puppy to develop superpowers bc this is not how kryptonian genetics should work, kon!!!! it’s gonna start flying any minute now!!

anyway sorry for rambling i just think. krypto puppies <333

okay sorry preemptively for overthinking this but i cannot help being the way that i am BUT--

so the concept of inheritance of kryptonian characteristics is... a lot more complicated than any comic has ever gotten into for sure. we know that kryptonian powers are related to their ability to process sunlight as energy to output in various forms, and based on clois having jon, which is definitely not a large enough sample size by far but is all we have, all the powers seem generally linked - it's unlikely, given the gratuitous assumption that jon is the standard case, that any given half-kryptonian offspring would only have some but not all powers. thus, it's possible to extrapolate (again albeit with a lot of caveats but we're working with what we've got here) that development of kryptonian powers is a function of inheriting the ability to process sunlight (presumably via specific cell structures and/or a designated organ [system?]). if we assume there is only one gene that controls the overarching development of these structures, and that it functions via mendelian inheritance patterns, such that kryptonian genes are dominant (DD) versus earth genes (dd), then we can construct a couple of punnett squares about it.

SO: as we can see in figure 1, all offspring of krypto and an earth dog will be heterozygous for kryptonian physiology. assuming no cases of incomplete dominance, they will all present with fully kryptonian-dog phenotypes (i.e., they get the full power set, like krypto)!

however. when these puppies grow up, if any of them also crossbreed with earth dogs (figure 2), there's a 50-50 chance of them producing heterozygotes (kryptonian-dog phenotypes) vs recessive homozygotes (earth dog phenotypes). so half of those puppies would likely be normal-ass puppies. which actually... might be dangerous to raise side by side with superpuppies shdjkfs they'd be delicate 😭😭

BUT all of this to say yeah absolutely krypto puppies <333 they can all get into shenanigans of varying sorts i believe in them so so hard. and they'll be so cute and wiggly and puppies :))!!!!!!

[stoopid-turtle]

made-up thoughts about dd's gender presentation

Okay, the gender post! Honestly, dd's gender presentation is something I think about a lot (ok, I just think about everything dd-related a lot), so here's a post about it. A couple disclaimers on the way down though.

Gender is weird

Um, so gender is complicated and deep. I'm not gonna delve into that too much. Just know I'm not saying much about dd's gender identity, because that's too speculative for me and I don't tend to analyze how people might feel their gender inside.

So this is all about gender expression or performance. The way he presents himself to the world. This includes stuff like clothing, ways of talking, makeup, mannerisms, etc. Anything we can see when we watch him.

For those more into the advanced gender convo, yes yes, gender is a social construct and there's nothing inherent about, say, a tuxedo that makes it a "man's" outfit. Fully onboard with that. But for simplicity's sake, let's shortcut to acting as if we buy into how society genders random stuff so as to recognize that a tux is "male-coded" by just about every society in the present day. Everybody swims in these waters, and they perform their gender with the understanding of how their society assigns these arbitrary gender assignments, so let's just deal with that for this convo. /obligatory gender theorist disclaimer

East vs West

I'm in the US, and I fully recognize that there are different norms for gender in Eastern cultures. A lot of the things that read as "feminine" to Western eyes is more neutral in the East, such as long hair or makeup. (I've read a fantastic tumblr post that went into this in-depth but, alas, I can't find it now. You will notice throughout this post that I am extraordinarily bad at refinding things)

On top of that, idols, in specific, often have quite feminine stylings to Western standards. In the East, the vibe I get is that idols are seen as more androgynous (though still threatening to some forms of masculinity).

I can only speak from my own very westernized perspective, so take it with as much salt as you want. I reserve the right to change my mind about everything later, anyway.

Basically, I have 3 main points here, starting with:

1. DD's early styling was more femme than he would ordinarily gravitate to

There's a moment I think about a lot. This one, specifically, set a month and a half after UNIQ's debut. The band is on a Chinese talk show and the host enthuses about them.

(also, baby DD rapping Love the Way You Lie is just....well, it's a thing that happened) (some US context: Love The Way You Lie was an Issue Song pointedly about domestic violence with Rihanna - an artist who had been a victim of a highly publicized dv assault - as the chorus singer and Eminem - a rapper with a history of misogynist lyrics (with a song about murdering his ex-gf) - doing the rap. It had a weirdly sexy music video with that lotr guy and was also a thing that happened)

DD is 17 years old here--a baby--and he's, frankly, adorable. He notes that he's been training for 4 years (I'm so curious about what idol training looks like, tbh), which wows the host.

But the part that I think about a lot is when the host expounds at length about how beautiful and like a girl dd is. DD has a girl's hairstyle (i've had that exact hairstyle at multiple points in my life), and the host says at various points that he's "more beautiful than girls", that girls will envy him, that he is very very pretty, that if she were a man, she would fall in love with him. The basic upshot here is that much is made of his feminine looks, and I get the vibe that his styling is more femme than typical, even for an idol.

At the same time, I think about this moment of dd in a dance competition in 2011, before his debut. DD's main passion has always been dancing, and he went into hiphop dancing, as shown here. He also attempted breakdancing while younger, though an early injury apparently kept him from going that route (I swear I've heard this somewhere, but can't find where. Link me if you know).

DD was interested in the more macho-types of street dances. Hiphop isn't as dominated by men as breaking is, but it's still has more of a masculine culture than jazz or, you know, waacking.

I think a lot about a kid who wanted to spend his life dancing, who went through idol training to debut as the femme maknae of a group. It was a weird fit for him, and I think his movement away from that initial look reflects that.

At the same time, I want to go back to something I find significant about his talk show appearance.

When asked who is most popular among girls, everybody (dd included) points to dd. (A bandmate also jokes that dd is most popular among men). A 17-year-old kid who just debuted a little over a month ago with a femme style is already getting fawned over by fans and older female hosts. However weird it could be, it's gotta be a huge ego-boost at a formative time to get the positive feedback to that look.

I think (and putting on my speculation hat here) that this is important for dd's performance of gender as he gets older.

Which brings me to the next main point:

2. DD enjoyed his more feminine idol look bc he knew it made him attractive

I suspect dd came to some acceptance of the more femme styling (once he moved away from the white peony look) primarily because it got him so much fawning.

I imagine idol training goes into how to create a public persona for oneself, especially given how much idols are supposed to reveal of themselves. Letting fans feel that they're getting an intimate look at the real person, while still maintaining the privacy of their actual personal life, is a skill, and I expect it's second-nature to dd at this point given how long he's been in the industry.

This isn't to say that dd's fake or that the dd we see publicly isn't "really" him. But it is a carefully presented version of him that intentionally keeps his private life private.

There's really 2 periods where we probably see the most authentic, unfiltered dd: the early UNIQ days, when he was still getting the hang of the ent industry (though that's complicated in that he was also young and under pressure to perform a certain way and had not developed the skills/experience/cache to set limits, hence him doing a lot more cutesy stuff that he refuses to do as he gets older); and the bts footage for CQL, as he did not expect those to be so widely seen. Even the unscripted stuff like DDU and SDC allows for some intentional presentation of himself in a way the more candid bts moments did not.

That's a bit of a digression, actually, but it's important because I think this public persona, especially the idol persona, is more femme than dd would normally style himself (as in, how he would style himself if he weren't an entertainer). The result of this is that we see some contexts, such as the CQL fanmeetings where dd wears women's outfits, where that idol style is intentionally deployed. Part of the point of fanmeetings is fanservice, and dd's feminine presentation, linked as it is to his idol image, is wholly about pleasing the fans.

There's reason to believe that dd was never too much into those stylings because he intrinsically enjoyed them. He's said multiple times in interviews that he prefers going without makeup. This isn't too telling because, hey, makeup can be uncomfortable to wear. Especially stage makeup.

But there's an interesting compilation of interview clips where dd reveals his complete lack of even any interest in makeup, referring curious interviewers to talk to his makeup artist and explicitly associating makeup with women (I have looked everywhere for this. I swear I saw this compilation on YouTube but now I can't find it. This is unfortunate bc this particular video really made me think about dd's gender presentation). And of course, his attempt to do someone else's makeup was...adorable. This is not a guy who wears makeup for the joy of it. He wears it because it's part of his job.

This isn't to say that dd looks down on it. Not at all. We only have to look at his defensiveness of the idol look to gg during the bts to see this. I don't think he's at all bothered by makeup. He just accepts it as part of his career.

(I have a completely made-up story in my head about how gg's preference for no-makeup dd was a major romantic thing bc it's gg liking the real dd, not the idol persona that everybody else fawns over. And how, once dd realized that gg was paying him a compliment, it gave him big feels. This story is definitely not real)

This all is gonna lead me to my last main point:

3. DD's probably okay taking on a more masculine style now bc it fits more how he would naturally dress himself

Like millions of other people, I really dig the idol look. When I was doing my initial dive into turtledom and read about some of the Chinese censorship of idols in recent years, I was initially put out because...idol!dd!

(Ok, as a queer person, I also have big solidarity feels and stuff, but that's a whole digression)

But then I began obsessively watching browsing dd stuff on YouTube and I came around to thinking that while I love and miss idol!dd, I don't know that dd is too shook up over it.

In my view, dd sees that type of styling as a role to put on for certain performances. Now that it's out of style, so to say, he switches to something else. It goes along with some other career transitions he's making, such as focusing more on film. I think this may just let him go with a more "natural" styling (basically, how he would style himself if he weren't a celebrity).

(I do think he likes dyeing his hair fashion colors, but that's not necessarily gendered. He's had plenty of dyed hair looks that are still masc)

When I think of things like that...well, I still personally miss idol!dd because that look really works for me. But I'm not bothered on his behalf because I don't know that he feels particularly constrained by the idol crackdown (at least with regards to no longer being able to present with an idol style; there are other aspects of the politics that may feel constraining, but that's a whole other digression). If anything, it provides a good reason for him to move away from idol-dom in his career (which he'd have to do at some point as he ages).

To wrap this up, I've felt horrendously guilty that the first photo on this tumblr wasn't even of dd or gg, so i'm gonna end this with a photo of idol!dd. I'm not gonna say it's my favorite look, because it's just cruel to make me pick a single favorite. But this is one I think is pretty.

[chntfessions]

OKAY I WAS WORKING ON THAT FAN EPISODE, AND UHH I WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.

this is only a draft, feel free to give constructive criticism

some quick background, this would probably be like episode 5-7 ish in s2. elijah has not been seen again yet btw.

[CLICK]

[DING!]

SYDNEY

“Good morning everyone and everything! The time is 8:67, and the sky is a cardboard brown. Now, if yesterday you missed the giant gaping hole that opened up on the west side of camp because you were with councilors Soren and Fennel. Well, you do now! But because I was so caught up in reporting this mysterious pit, I forgot to share some of the paintings the people in cabin ladybug made! My third favorite here is by Gramm Backside. Their painting was a self portrait of themself, it looks just like them! The same teeth, eyes, and that blackened face where you can only see the eyes and teeth! Great job Gramm! Second, we have this painting by Floor Handle. Her work had a boy in the middle of the fields. As the eternal doom of the sky and the land is swarming behind him, and it feels as if its all going to crumble down on top of him. Pretty neat! And for my personal favorite, drumroll..!”

[drumroll noises]

“Marty McMark! His painting had me in a trance. The blood stained leaves on the forest ground, realistic eyes popping out of the sky - Rowan wouldn’t like that. The sky weirdly being blue too, odd. And the creature behind the bushes with a skinny neck, and an uncanny smile. What a cool painting! Marty when you get home, you better frame that! Alright so, for our breakfast. Matthew made us some lobster biscuits with metal chunks! Yknow, if I had the very slim chance to even see a lobster house, I would feel so bad for the little lobster in those tanks. To be picked up from that cramped place into a boiling pot. Don’t worry, Matthew assured me these lobsters were already dead before cooking! For the vegans you can eat the chunks of metal! Just don’t get around any magnets! For the activities today, we have rituals to bring the demons and devils up here from whatever they were doing!”

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

[DING!]

SYDNEY

“The time is 12:412. And the sky is a dirt color. Look, I am very happy that you guys did bring some of those demons and devils onto campgrounds, but I wasn’t expecting this… if you weren’t here last year, then you wouldn’t know some of the stories I told. There were a couple of times when I talked about up and Adam. Or at least how he introduced himself. Adam is a demon, apparently, makes sense. But he would show up in my dreams. Offer me things, and talk. I’m not going to name who, but I think we all know who is the trouble maker here. They set up their ritual, and it worked! But now… Adam’s here and we don’t know how to really react to this. It seems like he’s been waiting for this, and doesn’t want to go back. He’s in my office, not in this room, but in the building. We don’t want you kids into this, so us councilors will be working on this! Anywhos, today's lunch is crab crunch! ‘Eat with the shells!’ And activities are eating sand! Councilors Mila and Juno will be looking after you all, keep safe!!”

[audible steps]

ADAM

“What a nice cabin you have here!”

SYDNEY

“Wha- Adam you’re supposed to be on the cot!”

ADAM

“Mm, but that’s boring, not a good way to treat guests.”

SYDNEY

“We weren’t expecting you- Adam, I wasn’t even expecting you to be real so please just stay patient with me. On the cot. Oh shoot. Really quick, kids, Salem is asking you all - please stop throwing stuff into the hole. We have no idea where it goes!”

[CLICK]

yeahhh :DD

i will be posting this to ao3

YEAHHH THIS IS AWSOME

[pastafossa]

hey pasta! I don’t know if someone has asked this already but is TRT gonna go into Born Again or end at season 3?

So that's where I'm not sure! The current outline is as such:

All Major Arcs (including Cyrus James/Project Beagle fallout arc and psychic abilities arcs): scheduled to wrap up a bit after the end of S3 so that Matt and Jane's arcs/development neatly dovetail together. This will mark the official end of TRT's main fic.

Special Additional Arcs (chaptered fics not attached to main fic but still TRT canon, taking place after end of main fic) in no particular order: Endgame/The Snap arc, Spider-Man: NWH arc, Spoiler Removed arc, tentative She Hulk Shenanigans arc.

Oneshot Arcs: various domestic fluff arcs, interactions with major MCU events, a 'What Their Life Is Like When Old Cause GD It They're Going To Live To Old Age And Will Have Rocking Chairs' arc, a SINGLE take it or leave it 'What If?' fic of something funny with a possible daughter cause damn I had this idea for a hilarious scene and it won't leave me alone

Now, those are what are planned in the outline, and the main event with Project Beagle tie-ins and plotlines and all of that is something I'm still planning to end just after S3 because I really do want to have a finish line for that, and I feel like dragging that all out for Born Again wouldn't work for the... events that are going to happen, without saying too much. Once that's wrapped up, that's when you're going to see TRT finally marked as 'complete' on AO3, though there'll be more fics set in that universe (see special additional arcs and oneshot arcs) that I'll mark as in the Devil and Hound series along with drabbles on tumblr.

Once we're past that official endpoint and those special arcs, though, things get fluid and murky since when I was outlining all the major plotlines, there was no Daredevil: Born Again, nor was Matt even in the MCU officially (which is why Spider-Man pops in way sooner in TRT than he meets Matt in the MCU) and I specifically set up Jane's plotline to bookend with Matt's so their growth twined together and they both finally found peace around the same time. Outside that, I'd planned some shorter chaptered stories in the series post-mainline TRT like the Snap arc that I may now adjust (since it sure is looking like Matt was left behind for the snap) but nothing on the level of TRT's main plotline which is absolutely massive and took me years to fully outline and construct before coming back from hiatus in 2021 and pumping out chapters (Happy six year anniversary to TRT on Sept 15!).

ALL THAT BEING SAID.

I do have plans to write stuff for TRT's take on Born Again because I'm 100% married to writing for Matt at this point and there's no possible way I won't want to do something once I'm being fed Charlie!Matt scenes again. I'm not sure what those plans are just yet - I kinda wanna wait and see what happens in Born Again in case it sparks something. But I also want to make sure that no matter what I do, there's some sort of strong original plotline so that, much like mainline TRT, we'll be able to weave in and out of canonical events (especially since things like the Snap or a wedding or Jane and Matt's friendship with Peter will alter canon). I don't think I'm going to do something quite as huge as TRT's main plotline again, mostly because it takes a TON of time and work, and I'm planning to take the original TRT elements and morph them into an original series fit for publishing (different enough that I can leave TRT up for everyone to read, cause at this point the fic's part of DD fandom culture and I have no plans to take that away) which will also take a ton of time. But I'm definitely rattling my brain around, looking at different plotlines I could do knowing what I know about the ending, hunting for loose ends or canonical threads that I can weave in with TRT's world and create something new!

Then again, I never would have said I'd make something as massive as TRT before I started, either, so who knows.

So in short: YES, there will be TRT events for Born Again even if it's not as elaborate as TRT! I just have no idea what those will be yet. Fortunately, TRT mainline's only a little over halfway done so I've got time to plan!

[love-anddeepression]

HI ECHO!!!

I’m in love with you so I’m sending in a request

Could be spicy could not be

Joel with a reader who loves using her camcorder, recording Joel making his guitars, building, christmases, parties, dinners, you name it, she loves capturing their moments together

They’re driving together in the country, on a run outside of Jackson, and she has her camera and he looks to her and just “you ever thought about using that for somethin’ a little more… intimate, peach?”

Smut. Smut in the backseat of his truck. He’s just recording how you take him, and it’s so intimate and sweet.

GOOBER HI&lt;33

so i actually don't write smut much so i decided to make this extra fluffy to compensate<33 i hope you like the ending :DD please tell me how you like it!

Three times Joel is in front of the camera and two times he's behind.

The first time he sees the camcorder recording him, he playfully shoves it out of his face and raises an exasperated eyebrow at his girl, who just smiles sweetly at him.

The second time, he finishing up with a guitar and he groans as he sees the blasted thing in his peripheral vision.

" Come on, Joel! Smile for me!" she says, laughing a little at his expression and much to his horror, he finds himself smiling widely at the camera before looking away. The sounds of delight that come from her make his lips twist again as he looks at her features that are bathed in golden sunlight.

"What?" she asks, the camera still in her hand.

He says nothing, only walks over and kisses her softly, rendering her speechless. He takes the opportunity and quickly snatched the camcorder and bolts out the door.

Later, they both laugh at the recording of his cheeky high pitched chuckle as her banshee screams echo in the background.

The third time, he's trying to make something for Ellie. And surprise, he's spectacularly failing at baking a cake.

---

His adorable huffs of annoyance make you giggle to yourself as you set the camcorder down on the counter, still recording, as you slowly approach him, caressing his shoulder first so you don't startle him, and hug him from behind as he whisks three eggs and adds them to the flour before anything else.

It's only when the camera starts beeping when she realizes she forgot is was there. By then, the two of them have made the cake and made out against the counter as well.

--

He's never been much of a dancer, before the outbreak, Tommy was the charmer, the one who loved taking girls dancing and bringing them back to his place.

Joel preferred watching. He'd always been the silent, observant older brother. Looking at every detail and aspect of everything around him. It was part of his job description as a construction worker.

That observant part of him slipped in as he shamlessly watched her dance with everyone during christmas celebrations. It's snowing, and cold, and he would be feeling miserable if it weren't for her. His darling, who found it fun to catch him off guard and record him, or who'd kiss him silly whenever she felt like it, his girl who was dancing with the girl who had become his daughter and lip syncing to whatever song was playing.

"I'm finally crazy" he thinks to himself as he goes inside the house and gets out the camcorder. But he can't help himself, he wants this moment to be preserved, so he can look at it again and remind himself why he bothered to go on.

He switches it on and begins to record.

---

This man has faced clickers, he's seen the worst humanity can offer. He's commited atrocious crimes and done much worse.

So he absolutely should not feel like getting out of the moving car and running back all the way to Jackson.

"Hon, you okay?" she asks him as he stops the vehicle near a field.

He only nods, kissing her forehead and breathing deeply as he fished into his bag to fish out her camcorder. When he finally find it, he switches it to records and sets it on the front panel so the both of them are in view.

"Joel?" she looks between him and the camera, eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed.

He breathes out.

"Baby-

"What, Joel?" she asks him again, holding his left hand.

"You know I love you right? I'v found you when I thought i might never find it again. Meeting you was how I met Ellie and now we're all a family. An unofficial family." he clears his throat, " I love you so much, darling. And I have to ask you-" he pulls someting out of his pocket. A velvet box.

"Baby, will you make our family official and marry me?"

The last thing the camcorder sees is the loud exclaim of "Yes!" and laughter before it is unceremoniously knocked from it's spot as she lunges for him and kisses him hard.

But it recorded all the sound as well. It's safe to say Ellie won't be getting that camcorder anytime soon.

[glitchydraws]

I'm glad to hear Mikey works on the set of Mi Tercera Amante :DD

Yep! He's behind most of the costume designs and if needed he helps with construction! He may be a singer and guitarist but he always had a thing for acting.

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Dear Fucking Diary: Entry the 13th - Let it Snow!

Pairings: Dean x Fem!OFC (Daisy)

Explicit 18 +/Warnings: Smut, PinV, fingering, oral (m receiving), lots of fluff, my crappy HGTV-based knowledge of house construction.

Word Count: 2,178

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Series Summary: I’ve been tasked with writing in this fucking diary like a some teenage girl. It sucks, but who else am I going to talk to about the incredible hottie who lives next door?

Chapter Summary: 13th Entry. Dean and I are on an adventure together, and I'm loving every minute of it.

A/N: So, this is a continuation of the series, really. It’s a self contained entry. Hope you guys enjoy a return to Dean and Daisy! 😊

A/N 2: I was telling @princessmisery666 that we got our first real, big snowfall yesterday, so I've been in some cozy Dean feels. Originally I thought I'd just write some Dean fluff that involved snow, but I quickly realized it was meant to be a Dean and Daisy story. It also got smuttier than I was planning! 😆 So, enjoy!

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Hey DD! I just got back from an AMAZING night, and a pretty embarrassing morning.

It started yesterday when we woke up to nearly 6 inches of snow on the ground. It was the first snowfall of the season, which always makes me want to stay inside and cuddle. I made that suggestion to Dean, but he was worried about the snow interrupting the construction on the house the next day. He didn’t think the trucks would be able to pull onto the property with all the snow piled up.

So, he decided to go shovel it all out. It was a LOT of shoveling.

I started out doing it with him, but within a half hour my back and arms were screaming at me, reminding me that I was not built for manual labor and Dean ordered me to go inside and rest and warm up in the shelter of our almost house. I ignored him for another ten minutes before I finally had to admit defeat and moved grudgingly inside.

But Dean just kept on going, for almost two more hours, only stopping once to drink something. While I was watching him, I had the urge to try yet again to draw him, but all I had with me was my small sketchpad that I take with me everywhere and a plain, number two pencil.  They were woefully inadequate for the job of putting to paper an image of the Adonis I’m engaged to.

I watched Dean lift shovelful after shovelful of heavy snow, and I tried desperately to capture the fluidity of his movements, the way his muscles rippled and flexed under his heavy gray hoodie, how his display of strength set up a flame in my blood and turned me into something almost feral.

But as usual, I mostly struggled to do his beauty justice. His allure is something slightly evasive, something I haven’t yet been able to capture to my satisfaction, whether on paper or canvas.

Though the human form isn’t something I draw or paint very often, my skills have occasionally managed to halfway replicate the beautiful lines of his face and body, but I’ve never managed, in my two dimensional images, to emulate the way the room seems to brighten when he enters it, or the way people tend to be drawn to him like a moth to a flame. There’s just something in his soul that seems impossible to distill into a single, flat image.

I’m thinking of taking up sculpture.

While watching Dean and trying to draw him, I stood inside the shell of what would soon be our house. Right now, though, it wasn’t much more than walls, windows, a door and a floor. We were still about four months away from being able to move in; we had it planned for early spring.

And a couple months after that, we’re gonna be married there. It still feels like a far away dream. But it HAD been exciting when they’d finally put in the front door and the windows to try and protect it from the elements while they continued to work over the winter. It had finally started to feel like a real house, and not just a construction site.

At long last, Dean finished shoveling, tossing the last clump of heavy snow onto the massive pile he’d created along the side of our property. The whole yard had been shoveled out now, and the trucks would be able to get through easily the next morning.

He came back to the house, and up close I could see he was sweating, in spite of the chilly temperature. I gave up on my sketch, tossing pad and pencil back into my bag and focusing on the real Dean in front of me.

After locking the door behind him, he moved to the middle of the big, open room and slowly lowered himself to the bare wooden floor with a loud groan, before falling backwards to lay on his back with his knees bent, feet flat on the floor.

“Dean.” I said in slight exasperation. “The floor is filthy and cold and not really a floor yet. It’s still just a pretend floor.”

Dean chuckled. “It’s called a sub-floor, and it feels amazing on my back right now.”

I shook my head, but sat down beside his prone body, trying to criss-cross my legs under me which was kinda hard to do in boots.  Finally I just stretched out beside him, leaning on my elbow, head in my hand. Dean’s eyes were closed, and the faint smile that graced his expression told me he was truly content there on the floor.

I couldn’t resist reaching out and tracing my finger down over his straight nose and then across the sweep of his bottom lip. I could feel the heat coming from him after all his exertion, and I sidled up closer to him, seeking his warmth, even though he was the one without a coat on.

He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me, and there was so much love and lust in his gaze that I felt my heart pick up its rhythm and expand with adoration in the same moment.

He reached up, curling his hand around the back of my neck and pulling me close. He teased me, brushing his nose lightly against mine, and breathing softly against my lips, before pressing his mouth to mine far too gently. I deepened the kiss, and he groaned, wrapping his arms around my torso and pulling me down on top of him.

I squealed slightly and pushed against his embrace. “Dean, I’m gonna squish you; your back must already be sore, the last thing you need is me crushing you into the plywood.”

Dean just shifted his hands to cup my ass and squeeze it, pushing me tighter against him. “I’m a big boy, I’m good.” He said with a wink.

My dirty mind was triggered, as it usually is with this man, and my expression turned cheeky.  I moved my hand to cup the hardening bulge in his sweats. “Oh, I know you’re a big boy, honey.” I said in the sultriest voice I could manage; I was channeling Mae West.

Dean let out a theatrical growl and rolled me over, so that I was pinned beneath him. “Let’s not start something that we can’t finish, sweetheart.” He warned, but then he moved his exquisite mouth to run kisses up and down my throat and neck.

I was falling completely under his spell when he suddenly pulled away. “Wait! I have a great idea.” He said, his eyes lit up with excitement.

“Yeah, so do I.” I said, tapping a finger against my lips in an attempt to get his mouth back where I wanted it.

Dean smiled wolfishly at me. “That’s definitely part of my idea.” He said as he pushed up off the floor, and yanked me up after him.

Feeling slightly confused by the abrupt change of mood, I trailed after him, as he kept hold of my hand and dragged me with him outside.

“Where are we going?” I asked with a bit of a whine.

“To finish what we started.”

***

Dean drove immediately to a hardware store and bought a couple of LED lanterns, lots of batteries, a little space heater that ran on kerosene, and, logically, a few gallons of kerosene. Then he stopped at our apartment and ran up to grab a bunch of blankets and pillows. His last stop had been to grab a large deluxe pizza and a six pack of beer.

He’d explained his plan when we first got into the Impala, headed toward the hardware store.

“I think it’s about time to spend our first night together in our new house. We should christen it properly.”

I’d balked at the idea, reminding him that the only amenities we had at the place so far was running water to a hose outside and a porta-potty behind the house.

“Why not wait a few more months until we have heat and indoor plumbing?” I asked, bemusedly.

Dean gave me a pouty, puppy dog look that I knew I’d never be able to resist. He knew it too, and he’d reached across the front seat to grab my hand and plead his case.

“Cause this will be more of an adventure, something we can remember and reminisce about when we’re old and gray and sitting on the porch rocking away together.”

I gave my head a shake and sighed, just jumping into the adventure with him, as I always have, and honestly, always will.

But once we were sitting on the floor of our soon-to-be home, (well Dean was sitting on the floor, I was quite comfortable in his lap) warmed by the heater and full of yummy pizza, cocooned in a thick blanket together, I was ready to fully admit to the brilliance of his plan.

“Dean, this is so much more amazing than I thought. I’m sorry I doubted your vision.” I said, grinning as I cuddled further into his lap.

Dean chuckled. “You’re forgiven.” Then he groaned slightly as I shifted again. “You’ll be even more forgiven if you keep wiggling that gorgeous fucking ass against me like that.”

Giggling with admittedly malicious glee, I purposely rubbed against his dick, which was once again beginning to stand at attention. I pushed up his hoodie and trailed my fingers through the soft, light blonde hair that disappeared into the waistband of his sweats.

“Forgive me father, cause I wanna sin.” I breathed as his cock stiffened even more under my hand as I wrapped my fist around it.

Dean’s voice was strangled slightly as he grabbed my wrist, but didn’t pull my hand away. “That’s not what you’re supposed to say.”

I shrugged and ran my thumb over his leaking tip. “But it’s the truth.”

I shifted out of his lap, and pulled his cock out completely, before sinking down on it, taking him in as deep as I could in that position, using my fist to pump up and down on what I couldn’t fit in my mouth, my saliva acting as an effective lube.

As always, having him all velvety on my tongue, muscles straining above me as he fought to keep from coming too quickly, had me dripping wet in a matter of minutes.

He still had hold of my wrist and when he couldn’t take anymore of my mouth without bursting and spilling down my throat, (definitely what I was going for!) he pulled me off of him and rolled me over beneath him. He pinned my wrist above my head before reaching down with his free hand and pushing past my jeans and underwear.

“My turn, sweetheart.” He rasped huskily in my ear before he slowly pushed two fingers into me, knuckle deep. I’m not ashamed to say he had me coming on his fingers in less than five minutes. The man is a fucking expert in playing my body to a perfect pitch.

He quickly pulled off all our clothes, but wrapped the blanket more firmly around us, and set a pace for us to create our own heat, slamming into me over and over, stretching me and filling me. He lowered his mouth to suckle and nip at my breasts, alternating sides, but covering both of them in kisses and small bite marks. All I could do was writhe beneath him and tug gently, and then not so gently, on his short locks.

We ended up christening our new house four times throughout the evening and into the night. One time, in the dead of the night, when it was coldest, Dean made me come, fully clothed, just from whispering filthy promises and scenarios in my ear.

His voice should have to be a registered weapon.

All that home-christening ended up leading to a very embarrassing situation this morning. Our plan had been to wake up around five, gather everything up and head out before the crew arrived at seven.

Unfortunately an afternoon spent shoveling snow followed by hours and hours of very vigorous lovemaking, made us sleepily shut off and ignore the phone alarm when it went off. So, when the contractor and foreman arrived on site promptly at seven, they found the homeowners in a pretty compromising position.

It was fairly humiliating, but the crew was pretty good about pretending they didn’t know what we’d been up to all night.

Now we’re back in our apartment, and it’s warm and great and all, but after last night this apartment doesn’t feel quite as much like home now. Our real home, the one where we plan to get married, and make babies, and rock on the porch together when we’re old, is still months away from being permanently habitable.

But I don’t think I’ll have to try too hard to convince Dean to head back there a few more times and continue the adventure.

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[randomfoggytiger]

React: "Return to Me" (from the POV of Someone Averse to RomComs, Part VII): Scars and Hearts, Dining and Dashing

We're back, let's go!

**Note**: Editing later, brb.

Bob is deterred from further work instructions by his workers' "we got it all done" even if they don't know what it was they got all done. It's time to clock out, let them live.

The new enclosure's done-- Sydney gets a new cage, woo.

Some guy named Fennington is going to do the speech and apparently that's mock worthy. Forgot who that was, maybe old man at the party (in Part I) or one of the boardroom guys (in Part II?)

"Elizabeth would love that, huh?" Charlie quips.

"She would've loved this."

"You did it."

"Took me long enough."

Love how Bonnie Hunt sets aside time for characters to celebrate each other-- the restaurant, the bowling alley, and now the construction completion. It makes this world feel homey, lived in.

Charlie picks up that Grace is playing at something; but he thinks it's long-term teasing rather than her being scar-shy. To be fair, no one but she and her family (and Megan-Bonnie and her husband-- who are practically family anyway) know about the scar thing.

The mock turtle soup line DOES play into this but not directly as Charlie asserts: "This is a game that all women play just to reel us in."

And that could be true-- for the women Charlie surrounds himself with, who want to play rather than settle down. But Grace isn't like that; but he doesn't know she's not like that. And he's worried about how hard Bob has fallen for her, especially how quickly.

"Well, it's working."

"You are so sad."

Bob calls Charlie Sammie Sosa-- brb, gotta research him because the kids went HAM and chased his pal across the park. ...'Kay, so he was a Chicago White Sox player big enough to be on a baseball card. That explains that, though I'm outta the baseball card loop (and baseball.)

Megan-Bonnie still insists that Grace tell him about the heart surgery; and is adoring of her chaotic, salt-of-the-earth Joe man.

Bob's getting prepped for "the talk" Grace promised-- which includes messing up the microwave over and over to make popcorn.

He does know how to make popcorn, guys.

He does.

He says so while grabbing the popcorn back out to rip off the plastic wrapper he'd forgotten to take off.

He brought up the writeup on his wife's tribute coming up.

The magic fingers worked: the popcorn will now pop once the safety guidelines have been followed. A miracle.

I guess affectionately slapping your dog off the couch is the next order of importance. I mean, he's a dog who likes it, so that's kind of tempting.

Enclosure talk time. Bob's proud and relieved and feels like a weight is off his back. And a bit of closure as well....

3/4 angst mark here we COME.

Grace understands and compliments him on his hard work.

"Yeah, but it's been worth it... to make Elizabeth's dream come true. At least I could do that for her."

"I'm sure she's very proud of you."

That's such. an amazing compliment.

Unlocked: Bob will remember that.

"Thank you, Grace." DD, perfect line delivery: a breathy exhale more than a word. A sentiment instead of a sentence. Validation and understanding.

Grace is saved by the bell (the microwave timer); and Bob reads the room, backing off and giving her space to recuperate.

And, of course, this is when Grace stumbles across the letter.

Her letter.

I knew this plot point was coming, here we go.

A furthering of the gag: Bob burns his hand on the hot popcorn... in a bowl?? Bob, you put the popped microwave packet in a bowl???? Are you okay--

They're all burned and Bob's discouraged.

Bob--

Bob, what.

Bob's spraying the popcorn demons away. Please tell me that's-- IS THAT WINDEX.

What's peak comedy about this is the scene's done in complete silence other than the kitchen banging and spritz sounds, perfectly cutting back and forth with Grace/Minnie's unraveling revelation upstairs.

Grace reads the paper, sees Elizabeth's death date, and starts making gruesome connections.

Yuuuuuuuuuuup, she just saw the letter.

Yuppity yupperoo.

She books it, making up a babysitting excuse.

Bob tries to help put on Grace's coat even if she's already whipping it on herself. It's the little touches that, to me, are unintentionally hilarious and also really endearing.

She's wheelin' outta there even if parts of her bike are breaking; and both of them are chattering-- she to avoid conversation, he to engage it.

Bob's as perplexed as any reasonable man would be. Maybe she smelled the popcorn upstairs, BOB.

He trails her out, maneuvering the bike down the steps and catching a few extra seconds with his gal pal. Bob is still chattering, wanting to lighten Grace's stress as much as possible.

All his solutions and questions are brushed away as she zooms off.

He's smitten... but he's also thinkin'.

Survivor's guilt kicking in.

"What was God thinking??" got a chuckle out of me.

Megan/Bonnie is all for transparency and honesty but can't say the complicated truth herself. Great characterization.

Joe walking in and knowing someone died and misinterpreting everything and wanting to fight Bob is both why Megan loves and wants to strangle him.

Megan blurts it out.

Joe: "He's not married? ...Oh, okay." That's good enough for him.

Joe's great.

Grandpa is making plans for Grace to go alone to Rome since that's what she thinks will make it easier for Bob to process.

It's the day of reckoning.

Bob pops in, greeting both of them cheerfully; and charmingly adds, "Hey Gracie, close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to open them."

Marty gives her some advice-- the strongest character gets the hardest challenges-- doing his best to uplift her by twisting lemons into lemonade.

Bob got her a new bike because her other one was a bunch of busted bolts. Ooooooooh, isn't that always how it goes in movies? Make it just that gut-punch a hair tougher, why don't ya?

A touched and pained cry-- I like it, Minnie Driver, I like it a lot.

Bob even made a trumpet noise to celebrate.

Bob I'm sorry I ever doubted you if our journey led up to this trumpet noise.

Those chipmunk cheeks of happiness won't last, Bob. Enjoy your mood while you may.

"You okay? I was worried about you last night."

"I'm going away."

"What?"

"I'm going away."

"Why?"

Minnie/Grace reveals what she didn't have the courage to tell him sooner, leading up to her admittance of surgery last year.

Bob's radar fears are up; but he has no idea what's coming. (But WE do, heheheh.) His posture is slightly turtled back: stomach tucked in, shoulders hunched, preparing for the worst (nice acting chops)--

but EXPLODES forward in relief at the heart transplant news.

He flings out the quickest joke he can think of that's farthest away from his true fears: "I thought you were gonna say you were a man or something." Which is the least detached way of expressing unbearable relief.

Then he immediately jumps back like Minnie/Grace feared he would: "Am I hurting you??" His face then cycles from worry to panic to lessening anxiety ("You're okay now?") to saturating, processing relief ("You're fine. You're healed."); and, finally, to mild but reasonable reproof ("You could have told me that....")

Apparently, Tumblr's decided I've had too much fun and is making me cut off there.

Will continue as soon as I can.

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

[maiosx]

my hackintosh journey

formatting usb's to a gpt partition without gibmacOS's python script (only on windows with the bat cmd launcher script) was a pain for about a day or two and I wasn't aware it existed until I found it and it's still broken write to usb command is unavailable because the download server is off so writing the OS dmg images required transmac and that's if you can even find a proper installer. I also realized I was copying the ventura mac installer incorrectly to the drive then figured I should just boot efi's in a seperate usb drive to solve partitioning or read/write issues. My config.plist file had many things inaccurate and proper tree manager and ocat auxilary tools don't come with manuals. After finding a proper coffee-lake efi without any model identifiers, I used OCAT to generate an SMBIOS of iMac 19,1 and proper tree to edit some values like securebootmodel to disabled and enablewriteunprotector to true then rebuilt it, saved and pasted some prebuilt ACPI SSDTs then rebuilt the config file again. This is all after the original high sierra install which needed a proper clover EFI so I had used the one I found from AIO Clover Boot method's img file off an abandoned blog. Once I had High Sierra running I used a script from tonymacx86 to install web drivers for the OS but it broke for some reason after many reboots of the ventura installer. So I had to then update the OS and then installed the original web driver from nvidia. After that installation, you are required to use opencore's legacy patcher to build the new OS usb or off the app store with the dd to usb terminal command but opencore's method is easier. My take is... If you want to be able to run mac OS X on a PC just buy one. KVM's on Qemu with linux using Sosumi are outdated, they don't support usb passthrough correctly if you don't have the USB Kext installed for your mobo or Qemu updated and set up with virt-manager which is some other nonsense of it's own. The whole thing is a mess all over the internet without any proper guide to complete it all in 2023. That's even after you figure you can run the legacy patcher's root patch for GPUs - says it runs on ventura but I didn't test it and without metal app support.. and you still need to know the secret boot arguments for your GPU if it's not AMD based and you'll likely get some Invalid X symbol at the second boot for not disabling system integrity protection while rooting or not copying over the EFI bc I don't even know how to safe boot to a hackintosh for turning off SIP if it doesn't boot in the first place. I will stay on Windows 10 and keep my High Sierra installation though because old software is kinda neat, less broken, and faster than whatever is out in the wild. Manjaro Linux running gnome on the other hand, or Fedora are really good for running servers without needing windows license keys and it's probably why sysadmins like linux so much tho the other software on it mostly sucks and so without maiOSX running on edge and all the web apps it's toast and the safari developer thingy on iOS doesn't work on high sierra unless you update iTunes probably which is a security update of 2gb that will break the GPU again.. it's just awful how de-constructing updates and things are on all those mac OSes are. ventura looked neat though but, too grey for me. not dark enough.

[kinshiknights]

drph entrance look thoughts

angel - def one of my top looks now that i've seen them all. it's a gorgeous pageant-y dress, the long hair works super well with the sparkly nude illusion dress. the understated jewellery accentuates the garment really well and i almost feel like her expressive face is what pulls it all together? it's a really great entrance look

versex - LOVE. compared to some girls who lack the finishing touches, versex is ALL about the little details. these print garments can be hard to pull off but all the little accessories really bring this look together-- the nose ring, the bangles, the spikes on one side of the shoes. this is a fantastic entrance look imo. similarly to khianna- it's not over-the-top but it perfectly shows you the queen's vibe and how they can throw together a unique, concise look

john fedellaga - the "entrance walk + wedding aisle walk" idea is great. wedding entrance theme is a fun idea. wish there was more to the neckline, it really needed a necklace especially with the chuny diamond earrings. the arms are bare too... i think some gloves and a necklace would really improve on this

myx chanel - love the overall vibe, the wig is immaculate. ...HATE the bodice and bra because the're very ill-fitted and unless you're doing a xilhouete/viole tchachki nipple tassel burlesque look... dd some cups or a breastplate for a bra top. some padding would elevate this look so much because the finishing touches kinda just aren't there. apart from that it's really cute. she's giving anime trixie

tita baby - i think it's a perfect "your gossipy aunt" look and encapsulates the "tita baby" persona very well! i think there's been a precedent set that comedy queens tend to end up having runway struggles because... their drag is based off comedy and impersonation, and having a low-key costume ADDS to the drag rather than an elaborate runway garment, but she had a gorgeous look in the trailer so i hope i'm not overanalysing it. fwiw this is a great entrance look. tacky aunty in glitter and gold, ready to drag you at the family lunch!

khianna - i actually really enjoy this look! i feel like entrance looks have to be more moveable and low-key rather than a big extravagant ballgown and khianna's is very uniquely glam & well-constructed but i can also totally seeing her in it for a lipsync/photoshoot/etc mini-challenge. the fan entrance was fun and the chun-li street fighter vibe with the massive heels is sooo cvnty

j quinn - i've said this before but i just don't like the bodysuit... it's just silvery cutouts stuck onto a basic black bodysuit, not even a unique neckline or wig. the headpiece is cool but i think it reads as a direct recreation of aespa's photoshoot rather than an inspired look. i feel like it's focused entirely on the headpiece and everything else was quickly tacked on to make a full look

yudipota - the iris van herpen look is cool if not a redux of her promo look... why is it so styrofoam-y looking. i feel like that's why it can't click for me. once i noticed the tights just stopping halfway without any fade or continuance i also couldn't stop noticing it. i feel like this would've been gorgeous if it was all painted a glossy black colour and the arachnid-esque makeup would've popped

zymba - not as bad as maxie it's just a big generic. great wig great makeup not sure what a basic gold cocktail dress tells me about your drag? she had a very unique campy promo look so this is a bit bland compared to it. also why the plain white heels it's throwing me offff

bench - it took me a second because she ALSO has a different vibe from her promo (big ballgown with the mono makeup and tv head) to this BUT i get the movie-star vibe. she went forward a couple centuries! the checker-print is very well executed and i enjoy how it gets a big diagonal at the bodice area. bench is another one whose entrance look conveys her persona well-- to me it screams "fun and campy popstar/moviestar"

maxie - considering how stunning her promo was.... the more i look at this entrance look i hate it. what the hell is the vibe? glittery diamond jewellery but you have on fishnets and you're holding a plain clipboard and you're wearing a poorly-fitted lime-green dress? it's all over the place i just can't... *get* it. compare to khianna or versex, you understand what they're going for! maxie's is a bit of a mess which i'm disappointed in..

tldr best entrances versex khianna. worst is maxie and jquinn. myx and yudipota are my "it had the potential" picks

[wild-magick-child]

Welcome to the Wild Magick Child

I am Rev. Dr. KD Barnard (Lyrod), DD, Ms.D

Faith: Pagan-identified Unitarian Universalist (UU)

Master Pheryllt Wizard of the Shockley line. My family is the Shockley lineage of magickal practitioners. I, my siblings, & my first cousins are the 5th generation of our lineage.

I went around the Elven Tree of Life Eternal (shoutout to @thesilverelves ) thrice and this is what I found:

I am Otherkin: primarily Dwarrow Elf (Dwarf), Unicorn, & Lake Faery with bits of Satyr, Dragon, Fey, & Pooka.

My Dwarven blood is part of a lineage of Alchemist Enchanters that specialize in creating mana-imbued magickal items. The most talented among us can create Living Objects. My Staff is one of these Living Objects.

I am a Neural Visionary Initiator (Neuroturge). Aka a Visionary Manifestor. This means that I specialize in Seership & using my powers of foresight, insight, & animation, I initiate things into action. I work with neuro-electricity to alter neural pathways and alter reality, imprinting upon DNA and leading to physical changes. In short, I'm a Biokinetic Alchemist.

For this reason I often use things such as Sigils, Hypersigils, Thoughtforms, Servitors, etc.

The tools I use most are my Crystal Ball & my Staff as well as art supplies to manifest my Truest Will into the world.

My Wizardry is about setting things into motion/initiating things, manifesting/materializing things, altering reality with art, and using my Seership as guidance.

My Crystal Ball Readings & scrying powers are also a service I give to others. It is my main source of income.

Here are some things I do in my Craft as a Wizard:

Crafting Magickal Items (talismans, wands & Staves (eventually), enchanted charm bracelets, etc)

Potionmaking (Crystal Elixirs, Ritual Soaps, Herbal Blends, Handmade Incense, etc)

Sigilcraft

Thoughtform/Servitors

Spellcasting

Ministerial Services:

Same-Sex Weddings/Handfastings

House Blessings

Anomalous Research (Published Author, Grimoires, Metaphysical Research Papers, Journal Articles)

Sermons

Pastoral Counseling/Spiritual Coaching (Manifestation, Psychic Development, Spiritual Advice)

Divinations (Crystal Ball Scrying)

Teaching/Lecturing (courses available in coming years)

Healing Services

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Palaces and Pearls: Luxuriate in Agra's Best Hotel Hideaways

Introduction: A Glimpse into Agra's Mystique

Nestled on the banks of the Yamuna River, Agra stands as a testament to India's rich tapestry of history, culture, and architectural brilliance. As you traverse its storied streets, you're greeted by the whispers of emperors and the echoes of love stories immortalized in marble. In this comprehensive guide, we invite you to delve deeper into the places to visit in Agra, where every corner reveals a new chapter in its illustrious saga.

Discovering Agra's Architectural Masterpieces

The Timeless Marvel of the Taj Mahal

Behold the Taj Mahal, a sublime symphony of love and craftsmanship that transcends time and space. Built by Emperor Shah Jahan in memory of his beloved wife, Mumtaz Mahal, this architectural masterpiece enchants visitors with its ethereal beauty. As the first light of dawn kisses its pristine marble facade, the Taj Mahal shimmers like a mirage, casting a spell of awe and reverence upon all who behold it.

Unraveling the Secrets of the Agra Fort

Step into the annals of history as you explore the formidable walls and majestic palaces of the Agra Fort. Constructed by Emperor Akbar in the 16th century, this UNESCO World Heritage Site bears witness to the rise and fall of empires. Wander through its labyrinthine passages, where every stone whispers tales of valor and intrigue, and soak in the tourist places to visit in Agra.

Journeying to the Forgotten Splendor of Fatehpur Sikri

Venture beyond the beaten path to uncover the hidden gem of Fatehpur Sikri, a ghost town frozen in time. Once the capital of the Mughal Empire, this UNESCO World Heritage Site beckons travelers with its haunting beauty and architectural grandeur. Marvel at the intricate carvings of the Jama Masjid, stand in awe before the towering Buland Darwaza, and lose yourself in the serenity of its deserted streets.

Indulging in Luxury: Agra's Finest Hotels

The Majestic Oasis of the DD Suites

Experience a world of unparalleled luxury at the finest hotels in Agra, where every moment is a celebration of opulence and refinement. Set against the backdrop of the Taj Mahal, this palatial retreat offers panoramic views of the iconic monument from every corner. Indulge in the sumptuous comforts of its lavishly appointed suites, savor exquisite culinary delights at its award-winning restaurants, and rejuvenate your senses at the opulent spa.

The Enchanting Charms of the Hotels

Immerse yourself in the timeless elegance of DD Suites, where tradition meets modernity in perfect harmony. Situated in the heart of Agra, this iconic hotel exudes warmth and hospitality at every turn. From its spacious rooms adorned with classic furnishings to its inviting poolside oasis, every aspect of the best hotels in Agra exudes a sense of refined luxury and understated sophistication.

The Regal Splendor of Agra Hotel

Step into a world of regal grandeur at DD Suites, where the legacy of the Mughal Empire comes to life in every detail. Nestled amidst lush gardens and cascading fountains, this architectural marvel is a sanctuary of indulgence and tranquility. Lose yourself in the exquisite beauty of its Mughal-inspired architecture, pamper your senses with bespoke spa treatments, and savor the flavors of Mughlai cuisine of fine dining restaurants at the best budget hotels in Agra.

Conclusion: A Journey Beyond Imagination

As we bid farewell to the enchanting city of Agra, we carry with us memories that will last a lifetime. From the ethereal beauty of the Taj Mahal to the luxurious comforts of its luxury hotels in Agra, it captivates the soul and ignites the imagination like no other destination. Whether you're a history buff, a romantic at heart, or a seeker of luxury, Agra offers an experience that transcends expectations and leaves an indelible mark on the traveler's soul. So come, embark on a journey beyond imagination, and let the timeless charms of Agra weave their magic upon you.