#im in the writing mood and thats a threat

[fightwing]

something the agent of spyral plot missed out on really going into was how often futuristic, best in the business, #1 spyral face hiding spy tech was proven useless by dicks own personal brand of stupidity

[verboselocket38]

I need to make something clear or else the fans might attack me and send me threats, I like this show and was kinda scared to post this but I gotta say it........

.......Anyways, Im just rant about some excuses for Helluva Boss that are just not good excuses when fans defend the wrighting.

1. "If you dont like it dont watch it 🙄"

So this excuse I hear a lot when fans are backed into a corner and cant protect the critisisms from the show (Sorry I am tired, so my spelling might not be that good) And even if people deny it they use this excuse anyways without giving a good argument to why whatever critism the show gets is wrong.

Also I told this to someone before, but by the logic of this excuse, that means anyone who watches and said they openly hate a show like Velma or High Gaurdian Spice secretly likes it.

(I am gonna bring these shows up a lot to use them as examples. Should probably mention now that I dont like either Velma or HGS, but Helluva Boss has SOME THINGS in common, not ALL THINGS, but SOME)

2. "The Series isnt finished, you should wait for it to be done"

Now to an extent this one is ok. Like for example: If Aang from ATLA were going on a journey to learn how to Waterbend, Earthbend, and Firebend to defeat the Firelord, then obviously its gonna take awhile and shouldnt be like "wHy DoEsNt He BeAt HiM NOW!!!". BUT that does not mean you cant critisize the episodes where Aang might get out of character, Katara does something that will leave a bad taste in your mouth, or anything that might not be good writing.

Yes Helluva Boss isnt finished, but thats still a bad excuse for defending the writing. You should still put effort into the writing. Like the fight between Blitzø and Stolas was resolved in A TEXT MESSAGE AND PEOPLE SAY ITS GOOD WRITING. IT ISNT!!! Like if your most emotion point in your show is going to be resolved in something we dont see happen, then there is no growth to the characters. (Saying this is an easter egg is just another excuse for bad writing.) People say that later on it might get resolved and that we should be patient I call bull crap. In S2E2 Stolas and Blitzø are not even akward around eachother, so I highly doubt future episodes will talk about this.

Also, I just thought, shouldnt shows like Velma also go for its excuse? Like its getting a Season 2, so we shouldnt judge the show until its finished right? I dont wanna hear "Its because Velma ruined Scooby Doo!" Or "Velma is an acception since it can make my eyes role" Nope!!! We gotta wait till Velma is over to fully critisize it.

2.5 "You shouldnt be comparing VELMA to HELLUVA BOSS!!!"

Gonna bring this up since SOMEONE WILL. But I do NOT like Velma, I think its crap. I like Helluva Boss, not a fan of the stans and a lot of things Viv says and does. They can not take Critisism. She says she can but accually doesnt. And I kinda realize that there are some things Velma does that people role their eyes at, but when Helluva Boss does it, they get praised for it. Again, I 👏DO 👏NOT 👏LIKE 👏 VELMA. Im treating it equal to other shows, when Velma does something everyone hates it. When Helluva Boss does it everyone likes it. For example, the Swearing and Sex jokes. When Velma does it, people say that they swear and do sex jokes for no reason and it ruins the mood. But when Helluva Boss does it (Which keep in mind, 90% of the dialoug is sex and swearing.) It gets praised. Just wanted to point it out.

3. "Its Hell, what do you expect? 🤡"

I saved the best for last. Yall probably heard this one before lol. So, Im just gonna say that yes the characters do live in hell and that can lead to their bad behavior and cruel humor. The issue that I have is that will be used to defend bad writing. Yes they live in hell, but that doesnt mean 90% of the dialoug should be sex, swearing, and angst. Yknow the end of Unhappy Campers where Moxxie and Millie dressed as siblings and had sex on stage infront of minors? "But its hell!" Yes, BUT its out of character for Moxxie and Millie. MOXXIE ESPECIALLY!!!! ITS ALSO GROSS LIKE HOW IS THIS FUNNY?????

There are also double standards. For example when Stella turns out to be a abusive bish, we are made to suppose to hate her. But when Loona was abusive to her adoptive father who took her in and gave her love, we are suppose to laugh??? Also, dont say "But he threatened to replace her!" No, Loona brought it up AFTER she was attacking Blitzø and he roled along with it.

"But its Hell!!!" my butt. If Stella is abusive to make Stolas look like a justified character and her unlikeable, then why should I like Loona? And no, trauma is not an excuse. She is 22 and she has control of her own self.

And like??? If I were to write a story of some unlikeable guy in New York City who killed people for no reason, should my excuse be "Its society, what do you expect? This is life, get over it."

Conclusion

In conclusion, if you accually want to defend the writing of your horny demon show, then find accual critisms. Again, I👏 Like👏This👏Show. But when Fans and Viv shield any critisms and just see it as blind hate, it makes me upset. Most people who critisize this show like it. The thing is, if we praise or ignore something that needs to be critiqued, then the writing wont get any better. If we critisize it, then there is a chance that Viv will realize she needs to put effort into her wrighting.

I like this show, it inspired me, but Season 2 is such a downgrade from the previous season.

[lovelycrimsonredsnow]

hello, darling! Can I request the prompt 4 (from the list you shared) with a yandere Indra Otsutsuki? Don't feel pressured to write it if you're not in the mood. Take care!!

Ofcourse dear! To you as well ☺️ (holy cow I got carried away with this-)

(TW: blood, Indra being a moody bitch, slight dubious content, my poor grammar 🥲) (this was NOT proofread 😭)

Yandere Indra otsutsuki...(Prompt 4: "Stop struggling...it's hard to love you when your being difficult, my love")

You weren't sure how it ended up this way, With him pinning you down harshly on the prickly grass. Your clothes stained with blood and your limbs aching from the weight above you.

You were just a normal citizen in an unnamed village just north of the Great otsutsuki empire. You nursed people, that's all you did...nothing less and nothing more. How come someone as great as him come to be so obsessed with you then? Was it because you were attractive? No, Ofcourse not. You shouldn't be so arrogant as to think that. He was simply injured and you were the nearest doctor, that's all...

You were busy getting herbs from a nearby clearing for some medicine, one of your friends has gotten a rather awful cold. Thats when you saw him, laying next to a tree. His hands over his bloodied midsection and his brown hair a mess. As the kind person you were you couldn't just let this man die there...that would simply be cruel of you! You put your basket down and sprinted over to him, you tried your best to drag him to your clinic...which was hard since he was rather heavy for a man who looked so young. Thankfully he wasnt completely unconscious and seemed to understand you were helping him. You slung his arm around your shoulders and helped him walk to your clinic and immediately ran to get some thread to stitch the large hash across his stomach up. He was very quiet the whole time...you almost thought he died if it wasn't for the fact his eyes were open...staring at you specifically. It was rather unnerving the entire procedure.

When you were done you awkwardly suggested him to rest for a few days to prevent the stitches from popping out. He just stared at you with his black eyes...you swore you saw a hint of red in them.

For the next few days you brought him meals and attempted to keep him from getting up to much, you figured out quickly that he was the oldest son of lord hagaromo. Indra, was his name. He didn't speak much, other than saying thank you after you treated him and such. You just assumed someone as powerful as him was just disinterested in someone like you, which was understandable.

It was rather late since you just got back from a night out with your friend Hanna (if that's your name pretend it's something else-), you walked through the doorway and took off your coat. Yet the moment you turned around you were faced with the black eyed man. "Oh...! Indra! Did- did I wake you? I-im terribly sorry if I did-" you stuttered out a response, it scared you how close he was...yet the closer you looked you saw more red staining his clothes. "Did your stitches tear...?" You asked him with a concerned tone. When he once again gave no response you simply dragged him again back

to check his mid section, your hands running over the Injured area gently. Yet...the stitches were perfectly fine, not a single sign of stress. "Huh? Then how...?" You mumbled perplexed. Your thoughts Interrupted when he started talking. "Touch me again." ....huh? Did you...did you hear that right? "Are you deaf y/n? I told you to touch me again." He ordered. Though for some reason it sounded more like a threat. "..." You didn't bother to stop him when he forcibly grabbed you by the arms. "Tsk...and here I thought you were supposed to be taking care of me" he scoffed releasing you. You were rather shocked at that whole scene just now. slowly backing out of the room you made your way to a small kitchen like area to get some more medicine. Moody or not he was still a client....who could ruin your life if he wanted to... No pressure at all.

You opened the cabinet quietly and retrieved the herbal leaves from a bottle. Crushed them up and slid them in some sea for pain relief, hoping it would make him less agitated. You re-entered the room and placed the cup beside him before quickly turning on your heel to exit, yet stopping at the door, Curiosity filling you. "Earlier...I noticed you had blood on you. Yet your stitches weren't loose ...how?"

You saw him lightly glare at you, shit what did you say to offend him now? "You shouldn't give your attention on people who don't deserve it." You turned your heard twords him, was he taking about your friend...? Why on earth did he think he could say that...

"excuse me?" The words shot out from your mouth, though you probably shouldn't have questioned him. "Don't give them all your attention, I'm your patient. Focus on me y/n." He quickly snapped at you. "Weak, is what those people are. Why don't you stay with someone stronger?"

"what exactly are...are you suggesting...?" You tightly clenched the hem of your shirt, you kept feeling the urge to run from his tone... "Stay with me. I can protect and provide for you y/n, you don't need them." he got up and walked a few steps closer. He was acting so strange, like he was jealous or hungry...for you. The extra blood on him should've been a red flag for you to run before. He was dangerous and could kill you in an blink of an eye, was it to late to run now?

You didn't take my extra chances and started running...yet now looking back at it. Not the best decision...

He easily caught up with you, almost inhumanly fast. You remember ending up tackled on the ground, the impact on your back making it hurt. "Ach-!" You yelped. "Be quiet. You ungrateful brat. I gave you a generous proposition didn't I?" He said, his voice laced with annoyance and a hint of disappointment. You tried to thrash around in hopes of getting him off, but he shifted his full weight on you, making it hard to move. "Look at me y/n. Do I look like I have time for your shit? Stop being a little brat and come back with me. Do I need to kill more people hm? They should stop taking so much of your time." Wait, kill more...people? your brain froze for a moment, that blood from earlier. It wasn't his...oh God. Did he kill Hanna?! No...that was impossible you were just with her! Your eyes started watering a bit, how did things turn out like this?! All you wanted to do was cry and bury yourself somewhere...

You felt a rather cold calloused hand wiping your tears away, an uncharacteristically gentle touch compared to moments ago. "Just stop struggling...it's hard to love you when your being difficult, my love" you felt his face burying itself into your shoulder, the blood from earlier staining your current clothes. You yelped when he started biting it, teeth leaving marks everywhere. The second you made that sound his hand shot up to cover your mouth. "Shh...just stay still. Let me take care of you for once."

[mejomonster]

If anyone is up for early reading of original story drafts, still looking for people up for that if they feel like giving any feedback regarding like whats clicking for them/mood/style/impressions of characters or plot (no beta needed im combing over things multiple times when drafting done before another set of eyes needs to grammar spell check etc)

Other people's impressions helps me with figuring out if things are landing the way i expect or differently, how things feel from an outside perspective. And i just write faster knowing ppl expect more ToT

If u do tend to like my writing, kind of a overview of topics likely to get hit if reading the drafts:

Danny 1 draft - high school romance (future Danny stories feature adult vampire hunter), bullying, sexual predator (not much in scenes described but alluded to, and physical violence and verbal threats), era typical homophobia biphobia (set in 2011), realism (probably the most realistic of the bunch), underage drinking, happy ending (yay for that). Danny books 2 3 4 will be more urban fantasy/action setting, vampires and fae and demons introduced to the story world, warnings get heavier for actual deaths in plot. I'm still writing Danny 1 so thats what I got open for reader impressions at the moment. Khan - action, fantasy, legend, slavery, violence, non human society with different values (no humans at all in this story just faeries and dragons), political, corecion, hopeful bittersweet ending (the leads die - most leads in this die, but most leads become gods Or reincarnate so? Also the heroes do accomplish their main goal). Freyna - fantasy, political, action, set in faerie realm (so few humans). Sad ending (its a cautionary tale for other characters alive later in the series universe) but although both leads die i will say the heroine accomplishes her goal. Just with the cost of her life. Angst, doomed romance (a Highest - think fae king - falls for Freyna, causing a cascade of increasing danger), political thriller (various parties vying for power, or survival, or both). Action story typical violence, sadistic villain/love interest, non human society with its own norms, murder (what with people seizing power or trying to protect themselves). Khan and Freyna are in progress. Danny 1 is half finished, fully plotted I'm just finishing the remaining chapters so curious on impressions.

[radioactivereads]

bros cuddles (hlvrai)

summary: the science team is Tired and they Cuddle . thats it . lol

a/n: im a tommy kin and i was having a hard time sleeping so i wrote this a few months ago . its all platonic. also bubby is hard to write

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The dripping sound of the pipes was pounding in his head. Every noise felt elevated to the highest degree. Tommy stared at the ceiling, sitting against the wall of the Black Mesa floor, the chill of it feeling like it sunk into his bones. Around him the rest of the crew slept.

 In his brain’s constant quest to identify patterns around him, the science team's sleeping habits were now familiar.

Gordon always slept curled up on his side, tense in his sleep. Tommy had hoped his dreams would allow him an escape from how on edge he always seemed to be, but after noticing that he wasn’t so sure. 

Dr. Coomer and Dr. Bubby often stuck close together, and they were no different now. Coomer liked to sleep on his back, even if it did make him snore, which Bubby complained about, but he also liked to prop his head up on Coomer and lie next to him, resting his head on Coomer’s stomach and muttering in his sleep.

Tommy wasn’t quite familiar with Benrey’s sleep patterns, only catching them napping in the middle of other conversations, or once when he woke up and they were still asleep. They seemed to sleep wherever was most convenient, which was often just wherever he was when they got tired.

However, none of these patterns soothed him in this moment. He found himself struggling to sleep more and more. The sounds of all the weapons echoed in his mind. Each day he was dealing with much louder sounds than what he’d become accustomed to.

He wished Sunkist were here, if only for the selfish reason he wanted to hug her. Her soft fur always helped him fall asleep, and she’d often curl up next to him or by his bed, guarding him from threats, real or imaginary.

But it would be dangerous for Sunkist to be here. Despite her immortality, Tommy always worried that the exact moment she got hurt would be when she suddenly would stop being immortal, or maybe she’d forget she was immortal and maybe that would make her not be anymore.

His dad was nearby, he knew that. He’d been watching more closely these days. Whether that was because of Tommy, Gordon, the ‘incident’, or maybe a mix of all of them, he couldn’t be sure.

He- again selfishly- hoped it was because of him, though he knew deep down that was probably not the case. 

His feelings about his father, the ‘Gman’ were complicated at best. They’re his dad, and he loved them, sure, but the recent reappearance after many years of absence was a big thing to get used to.

His father was busy, yes, but Tommy had always hoped they’d have more time for him someday.

But they never did, and Tommy had stopped hoping.

Tommy didn’t exactly want his fathers “comfort” at the moment. His dad was not very good with emotions like comfort, and Tommy knew it’d likely make things worse.

Tommy was only startled out of his thoughts when someone snapped their fingers in front of him. He scrambled back quickly, but realized it was only Bubby, who was squatting in front of him.

“Jeez loueez no need to be so jumpy!” Bubby scowled, but Tommy had learnt he often did that, and it was not indicative of his mood.

“Sorry…” Tommy muttered. His gaze flicked to Dr Coomer, who was still lying on his back, pawing at the air in his sleep and muttering something about a championship and some sort of gaming console.

Tommy wondered what he was dreaming about before turning back to Bubby.

“You look terrible kid, you should sleep”

Bubby was quite blunt.

Tommy bit back a retort, knowing Bubby was much better at that than him, and it wouldn’t be very smart to start that kind of fight.

“…I can’t sleep” Tommy complained “it’s too much- I-it’s way too loud in here. Even if- even when it’s quiet”

Bubby sat, thinking seemingly

“I usually use Coomer as a pillow” he began, Tommy didn’t inform him he already knew this information

 “but when I focus on his snoring it helps me drown out the sound of anything else”

“But how do you- how are you sure you’re gonna be safe all night then? If nobody’s keeping watch over you”

Bubby waved a hand

“You all are very loudl. If something happens I’m sure I’ll wake up to Gordon yelling his head off”

“…I guess so…” Tommy still didn’t feel convinced.

“Why don’t we try to find a noise that you can focus on?” Bubby offered. Tommy sighed but nodded

“Yea… Usually I have Sunkist a-and she helps me feel safer…” Tommy hugged his knees, and Bubby was lost in thought.

“...Say, you like Wikipedia right?” “The- The free online encyclopedia that anyone can edit?” Tommy looked up hopefully

Bubby grinned. It wasn’t like how people were supposed to grin, Tommy thought. It was more like a chimp bearing its teeth, but he’d learned that was just how he smiled.

Bubby walked over and nudged Coomer with his foot. Coomer muttered about gloves and Bubby rolled his eyes (Or, Tommy assumed he did. He couldn’t quite see behind his glasses.)

Bubby picked up Coomer and carried him over, dropping him on the ground. Coomer jolted and yelled something about ropes, but Bubby tapped him and he calmed down.

“Oh, Hello Dr. Bubb-” “Shut it! That one’s still sleeping” He jabbed a thumb towards Gordon, who stirred a bit.

Coomer’s voice was quieter, but not like a whisper, more like someone had used a remote to turn the volume down.

“Coomer, recite the boy a wikipedia article!” “Wikipedia, The Free Online Encyclopedi-?” “Yes, yes that!!”

Tommy tried to get comfortable on the floor, but it wasn’t working very well. Coomer lied back down, resting against the wall, and Bubby lied down next to him, resting his head on Coomer’s side.

Coomer noticed Tommy’s struggles and kindly patted the spot next to him, offering Tommy to share the space. Tommy was hesitant, he wasn’t very used to any sort of physical contact. He hadn’t had many friends, let alone ones who wanted to be affectionate with him. 

He hated to admit it, but he still flinched whenever Gordon put a hand on his shoulder.

Coomer was the exact opposite however, constantly poking, hugging, and messing with other people, so Tommy suspected it was very normal for him.

Awkwardly, Tommy scooted closer, resting his head on his side, and Coomer put an arm over him. It was very comforting, he had to admit.

“A Chair Is A Piece Of Furniture With A Raised Surface-” Coomer began reciting, and Tommy felt himself relax. 

It reminded him of his dad. Gman would recite OSHA guidelines, rules, and encyclopedias to get him to sleep, whether because he thought it would bore Tommy into tiredness or because he genuinely thought it was interesting was beyond him, but Tommy had grown a liking for them regardless.

As he listened to Coomer ramble on, his mind wandered.

His dad was nearby, and he was safe. He shouldn’t worry about that. Even if it wasn’t as direct as Sunkist’s guarding, Tommy doubted his dad would let him get hurt.

But he didn’t just have to worry about himself anymore. He willed his tired eyes- which he hadn’t realized had closed- open, and his gaze tiredly flicked to Gordon, who was still curled up. He looked to Coomer, who was still reciting the entire page, reading out each resource link letter by letter.

“Hey Dr Coomer?”

“Yes, Tommy?”

“...Can we uhm- Can Mr. Freeman join us? He’s- he looks… cold” 

Coomer’s eyes squinted in a strange sort of smile. “The More The Merrier!”

Tommy stood and walked over to Gordon,  and very gently reached down, tucking his arms under Gordon’s, and lifted him up, careful to not wake him. Gordon stirred a few times, but ultimately Tommy was successful. 

He sat down, moving Gordon to be close to the pile. Tommy curled up by Dr. Coomer again. Bubby was already asleep, and contrary to what he said, he was the one snoring it seemed. Tommy hadn’t noticed that before.

Coomer continued reading out the link he was on, while Tommy’s eyes slowly closed. The dripping of the pipes was merely a background sound now, and easily filtered out. And though he felt the cold of the room threatening to chill him, he felt so warm next to his friends.

This was nice. Tommy appreciated the group's company, of course, but as of late it’d felt… Better than before. Tommy realized in this moment that they were his friends. They cared about him, and they’d help him.

Tommy smiled tiredly, curled up by Dr Coomer and Mr. Freeman.

The cold had passed, and only warmth remained.

He hoped it would last a long time.

[intertexts]

HELLOOOO I COME BEARING GIFTS

EPISODE 11 TRIVIA:

- ashe being there surprised dakota so much it broke him somewhat out of his bad mood! in grizzlys words "if he wouldnt have met ashe right then, dakota would have been so much more angry and miserable at the beginning of this episode. he mightve just straight up left. got up and walked away."

- he didnt want to talk to william or vyncent at all, so ashe being there (however unwillingly) as a third party made things easier and almost softened the blow of vyncent yelling at him in the moment

- "why did i dream about william and vyncent being villains in the beginnign and killing summer" ".... i dunno" *cue entire party suspicious WHAT DOES THAT MEAN*

- "i dont trust your characters now" "you have ONE bad dream and our campaign turns into a game of among us"

- william: "hey ashe do you want to run away and write poetry with me?" emo/goth kid solidarity

- this is yakko's (ashes player) first time ever playing a ttrpg !!! fucking wild!! he feels like he needs more practice describing things

- FUN CHARACTER FACTS. I LOVE THESE MORE THAN ANYTHING. BIZLY ASKED EACH OF THEM WHAT KINDS OF MUSIC THEIR CHARACTERS WOULD LISTEN TO.

dakota: breakbeat, old school rap, 90s punk rock. also for shows he would watch it was "cartoons like atla, tmnt and codename kids next door"

william: "indie rock. and on a bad day, evanescence" (god hes just like me fr)

vyncent: "my character doesnt know what music is"

ashe: MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE . also apparently yakko made an ashe winters playlist on spotify and thats actually what they were playing in the episode. i have not found this yet and i desperately want to

- for the spirit world, bizly asked charlie to find him just random pieces of music that he could envision places for and thats how they came up with carnival of souls! there are a handful more places like that that youll see eventually :]

- yakko: "im glad i was able to bring wavelengths threat level down an entire tier just by calling him mark"

- charlie wants william and ashe to hang out in character more because theyre so similar and he thinks they would have a lot to bond over! i love this

- theyre all really excited that they get to go to the spirit world together and it wasnt just an excuse to split the party because they dont want to do that :] (<< i just rlly like this energy)

- grizzly is specifically playing dakota as "not being able to process emotions very well"

ALSO!!!!!!! i dojt know what site or whatever youre using to watch/listen so im hoping they have this on there BUT. the tide backstory oneshot was posted between episodes 12 and 13 so if u wanted to listen to that one now would be a good time !!! its called The Elementals :]

HIII YAYAYAYAYYY!!!! ohh fuck yes a little bowl of seeds for me :333

the dakota & ashe stuff is so goodddd u can rlly tell. it's like yeah you cant be mad and miserable and sulky in front of someone u don't know!! & ashe is just.... so unbothered... i loaf him... he truly did bring the threat level down so fast. went from terrifying supervillain in charge of the Evil Facility to an exhausted pissed off single dad in 1 minute.

+ALL THE MUSIC STUFF IS SO GOOD..... ITS SO GOOD. yelling. vyncent is going 2 end up having the weirdest music taste from hanging out with them. augh... awesome trivia thabk. the energy they have is so fun always....

[meirimerens]

hello meiri!!! i have a. perhaps odd favor to ask. i have Very little knowledge about horses, and i have reason to believe that you contain Vast amounts of knowledge about them.

im currently in the midst of writing a longform fic that includes horse riding as somewhat of a major element and, while i do plan to do my own research especially for the time period it takes place in, i was wondering if i could perhaps pick your brain as someone with personal experience. if you were to introduce someone, who has pretty much never interacted with horses in their life, to them, how would you go about it? and what would be your method for introducing that person to even just the fundamentals of riding?

if youd prefer answering this privately feel free, if you want to release your horse knowledge to the world thats also totally fine! if its also just. too big a topic or you dont get around to answering at all no worries at all. hope youre doing well !

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT BABEYYYYY THAT'S THE KIND OF QUESTIONS I WANNA BE ASKED!!!!!

STAY RIGHT THERE I'LL TELL YOU!!!

Ok. so basically.

people who have never interacted with horses can be a little Scared of them because of their sizes and stature right. also because horses might do things that To Horse People is literally just how they function, but to people Not In The Know it can be scawy.

before anything i would tell/have the person Who Know tell the person Who Doesn't some very simple safety tips wrt horse behavior:

explain to them that horses are PREY ANIMALS and they will behave as such!! they are biologically hardwired to Be Scared, so Do Not do things that could scare them, such as: screaming, running, making loud noises, wild gesturing. have the person In The Know make sure the Unknowing doesn't go behind the horse's back: explain to them that horses cannot see right behind them, but have a very Wide field of vision, and if they Feel You behind but can't see you, they Can and Will kick, because they will register you as a predator, and they evolved to be able to Kick predators, so they might do that.

explain that horses communicate A Lot with their ears: tell the Person Who Doesn't Know to watch out for ears pinned back, which indicate discomfort or anger: that helps them decipher the horse' mood in a Very Needed and instant way, which can help them assess the situation and avoid tragedy, such as getting bit because the horse was showing discomfort & they didn't register it.

the person Who Doesn't Know might get scared of a horse's snort, which is literally just. a sigh, mostly, it mostly means the horse is chilling. explain that. if the horse whinnies very hard and there are horses somewhere else, have the Knowledgeable person explain that it's just trying to talk to its friends. the person Who Doesn't Know might get scared of a horse approaching and trying to nibble: have the Knowledgeable explain it's just cos it thinks you have treats for it, and all you need to do is tell it now / push its head away.

then, have the person who Doesn't Know interact with the horse. have the knowledgeable one ask them to make the horse sniff their hand -> helps the horse register Your Smell and check out that you're not a threat. have them then touch the horse: explain that,, just like You wouldn't like if strangers reached for your head first, horses don't like that either, so have them pet the horse on its shoulder or neck -> first contact is important.

to make the Person Who Doesn't Know get more comfortable, i 100% have them participate in the brushing of the horse + putting on the tack before riding. that way you get used to The Presence, see that horses are mostly placid/chilling, helps getting used to a horse's bodily cues (for example, some mares might pin their heads back and turn to you when you brush their flanks or stomach or put on the girth because they're sensitive, so having the Person Who Doesn't Know learn how to understand that and react [by keeping an eye on the horse is often enough to deter it, or learning to say "no"])

for riding, it all starts with getting them on the horse innit. legitimately To Me the "method for introducing that person to even just the fundamentals of riding" is to just Get Them on that horse.

have them maybe walk the horse to an area where they can use a little stool / out of the stable so they have room so they get comfortable having the horse next to them.

explain that you will most often (unless the situation calls for it) get on the horse from the left side, explain the history as of Why [ = in ancient warfare, having your sword on the left side made it so you always got on from the left side so as to not wound your horse, and since then it has become codified as such]. you'd likely re-tighten the girth here because horses kinda deflate while walking + some like to Puff Up when you tack them. explain how to get in: foot in the stirrup, you do a little bounce, you bring your other leg WELL ABOVE the rear of the horse and you sit in the saddle SLOWLY. once the Person Who Doesn't Know is on the horse, that's a lot of the hard stuff done. have the Person Who Knows adjust the length of the stirrups for the one who Doesn't so they're comfortable enough & hold out the stirrups for the other to tuck the feet in. explain that you need to keep your heels down and put weight in the stirrups, and if you're able to do that you're already well on your way to success. explain to the new rider that you need to sit straight and look up directly in front / where they want to go. a thing a New Rider will do is of course hold reins Incorrectly because they were never told, so have the Knowledgeable show them. if it's shippy fic, of Course you have the knowledgeable one hold the new rider's hands and move their fingies around to take the good hold. (if they're riding the european way, holding the reins will look like this for an absolute beginner). have the Knowledgeable one explain the reins need be not too long and not too short, enough for the horse to move. then explain how you turn (if shippy fic, by holding the hands into position. but even in not-shippy fic actually. if if it's shippy it can be More Interesting. this is how you turn btw just the small bit from 1:08 to 1:30. i've also learned to do it while also twisting the wrist out so the nails are towards the sky so to speak). give small instructions on how to go forward (press of the legs / SMALL kick of the heels against the flank) and to slow down (sit deeply and pull on the reins).

THAT'S A WALL OF TEXT LET ME BREAK IT DOWN ACTUALLY

have them bring the horse to a clear area

re-tighten the girth so the saddle won't fucking. slip on da side

explain why we mount on the left side (ye olde ancient warfare code bc you'd wear your sword on the left)

explain how you do it (foot in stirrup, bouncy, other leg above croup, sit down SLOWLY)

have em do it while holding the horse in place from the ground so it doesn't walk (some horses LOVE to just start walkin while you mount bc they know they're gonna walk anyways)

adjust stirrups & explain how to use them (heels down + weight in them)

explain how to hold the reins and how to use them for turning (if shippy -> good time to "omg we're holding hands" bc most people show that by moving the new rider's fingers around bc it's not like Intuitive)

explain how to go forward (press legs / SMALL kick in flank) and slow down or stop (sit deeply and pull on reins)

explain they can hold onto the pommel (the thingy) or a piece of mane for balance but ideally they would need to learn how to Not and only depend on their legs + seat [what you call basically The Weight Of Your Ass]

ok 👍 from there that's basically it.

ideally have them do that in a closed space so the horse doesn't like. book it to michigan. from there, Knowledgable Person can start moving -> if the horse is theirs, chances are it'll follow, and now you can start a whole array of "ok now try to turn the horse away from me. ok now try to turn the horse the other way. ok now try to stop. ok now you're gonna try to trot: hold onto the mane/pommel [holed part at the front of the english saddle], careful you're gonna bounce, keep your heels down and sit straight. ok if you're bouncing too much try to post the trot = sit then stand then sit then stand on the stirrups in rhythm with the trot, it's actually easier than sitting it for a beginner."

ideally, if the horse belongs to the Knowledgeable person / it was trained a bit, it will respond to voice commands, so you can go fast [even canter!] & you'll still be able to make the horse slow down on foot by telling it like "ooooh..." (descending)

you can also have the Knowledgeable person also on their own horse: since horses are gregarious by design & evolution, the new rider's horse will likely just follow the more knowledgeable rider's & do what it does: that way you can trot & it will follow, turn & it will follow, etc, that way the new rider doesn't have to worry about where to go but just learn to be stable, hold the mane, post the trot, etc.

from there All Is Let To Do is get the new rider stable enough on their legs / independent enough in using the reins & slowly down / going faster so they can eventually be stable posting the trot + have enough weight in their stirrups so they don't lose them so they can canter. cantering while up on your stirrups & holding a piece of the mane for balance i've found actually easier than sitting the canter because God Is Bouncy. then fuck it we ball

tldr the Fundamental of riding that you learn asap are:

HEELS DOWN. weight in your saddle and your stirrups. ankles as bouncy cushions.

SIT STRAIGHT. unless you are cantering up on the stirrups (in which case your are slightly forward) or wanting to slow down or stop (in which case you are slightly backward)

REINS ADJUSTED. not too long that you can't make your horse turn or slow down, but not too short that it can't move its head when it walks or canters.

LOOK WHERE YOU WANNA GO. if you're looking at the ground You Will Go To The Ground.

you want to be stable on your own feet but as a beginner you can grab the pommel or a piece of mane for balance, but you need to learn to go without.

hope you enjoyed 👍 everyone put horses in your fics and stories or feel my wrath

[breannasfluff]

IM BACK! First of all, thank you for your work 🩷🩷🩷🩷 u have 43 works!! Thats like,wow omg I still remember when I read ur first one (I think?) But the one with wild and four fighting over if a tomato is a fruit or not. Now, Wolf Pack? I LOVE IT!! So cutee I love how Time and Twilight take care of Wild (and when wild was playing/experimenting with Kass instrument, such a mood, I did the same when I was younger and with a doorknob it was never the same) also your avian boys? Precious, I love them too and, even if Twilight with Wild are my favorite dynamic, seeing Wild-Hyrule-Legend is also cute, I like how their personalities contrasts, the most recent one, the Wild with Warriors about memories is bittersweet, I feel so sad about warriors situation (trying to be vague to avoid spoiling anyone) but the ending was pretty sweet, and finally and my most beloved, Eldritch Wild 🩷🩷🩷🩷 I love him soooo muchhh, I still feel sad that the chain are still scared of him but yeah, I don't blame them, still, the scene with Sun and Wild was pretty funny, when Wild started sneezing like crazy I could only think of a kitten after taking too much catnip XD also! With the fierce deity!!! I agree with warriors, It was like watching a Dog (more of a puppy if u ask me) asking to play with a Wolf xd I'm happy Wild finally has someone else who isn't scared of him! I'm excited to see what else will u write (and kinda hoping we get to see when Wild claims twilight 👀👀)

Ahah! I have gained a computer for easier typing!

First off, THANK YOU I love your rambles so much! And that sounds about right; Tomato Fruitcake I think was the first thing I posted! It's fun to go back and read that and compare it to now.

Wolf Pack! That one has been fun to explore little bits and pieces; very relationship and character-based vs plot. And it's fun to have a Wild who's fairly non-verbal and relies heavily on the wolves to learn how to act.

My sweet wing bois; it is such an excuse to write Triple Threat dynamics since we have a few stories of Wild and Twi/Wolfie! I have a lot of fun with unique spins on each story, which helps keep it interesting to write. Especially when some of the ideas are the same each time (there's only so many times you can write out the same starting character growth before you need a break lol).

Poor Warriors. I actually relate to his personality the most, which means he gets the short end of some sticks.

Eldritch Wild! I think I mentioned last night that I never expected him to be so popular, yet here we are. It's been fun to build out lore and (hopefully) weave some of it in chapters. And seeing people's thoughts and guesses is super fun! I do plan to have something more focused on Wild and Twi for E!Wild, but it's probably a ways out.

Thank you again for the wonderful message <3

[anachronistic-falsehood]

EPISODE 11 TRIVIA:

- ashe being there surprised dakota so much it broke him somewhat out of his bad mood! in grizzlys words "if he wouldnt have met ashe right then, dakota would have been so much more angry and miserable at the beginning of this episode. he mightve just straight up left. got up and walked away."

- he didnt want to talk to william or vyncent at all, so ashe being there (however unwillingly) as a third party made things easier and almost softened the blow of vyncent yelling at him in the moment

- "why did i dream about william and vyncent being villains in the beginnign and killing summer" ".... i dunno" *cue entire party suspicious WHAT DOES THAT MEAN*

- "i dont trust your characters now" "you have ONE bad dream and our campaign turns into a game of among us"

- william: "hey ashe do you want to run away and write poetry with me?" emo/goth kid solidarity

- FUN CHARACTER FACTS. I LOVE THESE MORE THAN ANYTHING. BIZLY ASKED EACH OF THEM WHAT KINDS OF MUSIC THEIR CHARACTERS WOULD LISTEN TO.

dakota: breakbeat, old school rap, 90s punk rock. also for shows he would watch it was "cartoons like atla, tmnt and codename kids next door"

william: "indie rock. and on a bad day, evanescence" (god hes just like me fr)

vyncent: "my character doesnt know what music is"

ashe: MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE . also apparently yakko made an ashe winters playlist on spotify and thats actually what they were playing in the episode. i have not found this yet and i desperately want to (EDIT TO THIS ONE: I DID ACTUALLY END UP FINDING THIS LIST. ILL SEND IT TO U IN DMS BECAUSE LINKS DONT WORK IN ASKS APPARENTLY)

- for the spirit world, bizly asked charlie to find him just random pieces of music that he could envision places for and thats how they came up with carnival of souls! there are a handful more places like that that youll see eventually :]

- yakko: "im glad i was able to bring wavelengths threat level down an entire tier just by calling him mark"

- charlie wants william and ashe to hang out in character more because theyre so similar and he thinks they would have a lot to bond over! i love this

- theyre all really excited that they get to go to the spirit world together and it wasnt just an excuse to split the party because they dont want to do that :] (<< i just rlly like this energy)

- grizzly is specifically playing dakota as "not being able to process emotions very well"

I LOVE KNOWING WHAT MUSIC CHARACTERS CANONICALLY LISTEN 2. I LOVE THAT SHIT. IF YOU HAVE THE CANON ASHE WINTERS PLAYLIST PLEASE SEND IT TO ME I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR IT I LOVE HIM <3

i love that they did a carnival for the spirit world I LOVE SPOOKY CARNIVALS AND CIRCUS STUFF!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!! IT WAS SO GOOD. UGH this was one of my fav episodes i think. god it was so good. i might answer more of these later i am getting eepy but oh my god dude this episode was EVERYTHING 2 ME

[viro-lil-goat]

I already wrote this in reblogs but i want to saparate so here we go, shoutout to this post

AU Hyde friends with Emma Carew

In this au, or more like an addition i can add to one of my aus – in one of Hydes outings, while jumping on the roofs he noticed Emma crying on balcony to her room. Even though he would usually leave (and Jekyll dosent want to get in trouble hence Hyde is still a searched criminal) he decided to come closer, Emma noticed him and was confused on why tf theres a man on the roof above her balcony (i would shit my pants) But Hyde reassured her he isnt a threat, and was just coming by (on the roofs 🤨). And asked her whats wrong.

Surprisingly she wasnt afraid, she already had a breakdown so she couldn't really think straight.

She told him she is supposed to have an arranged marriage with Simon Stride, in her families will. But she doesn't love him nor she ever had romantic or sexual attraction to anyone ever (shes aroace but that term didnt exist back then ). Plus, hes a jerk towards her.

Hyde shows his opposition to it, he thinks all those traditions and aristocrat things are absolutely stupid (sorry for my lack of smart language 😂) . He tells her he knows one person who was also married against their will, and that ruined their relationship with their lover (as hyde says this jekylls jaw drops to the floor XD). So he understands how harmful it can be. He jokes to lift Emmas mood.

Emma already calmed down thanks him, and also tells abot how in general its annoying. Her fathers friends were making jokes about her marrying jekyll right after their dance. Her father dosent take her seriously as he thinks shes still kid (like in musical, same with her mothers death) and he dosent think that marriage is harmful as family of simon conviced him otherwise. She dosent blames him but still holds a grudge for not helping her but instead adding fuel to the fire.

Hyde dosent knows what to say so he suggests her to jump on roofs with him to unwind, jekyll as a shadow is completely apposed. She is unsure but decides to accept the offer. Jekyll tries his hardest but hyde has an idea to make it a little safer.

Since shes in a party dress she takes some time to change into more for jumping clothes. Hyde asks her to hold his hand so she dosent fall while jumping

Artistic interpritation bc im not good with words XD

(the end of second slide feels weird but i didnt know how elso to phrase it 🫡)

And here another time they meet ⬇️

Okay im almost done this took wayy too long

Hence things has worsen with her abusive fiancée, and marriage was soon to happen, she decided to run away and asked Hyde for help in that

Later on i imagine her cutting her hair as a sign of new life (so she'll have something like a pixie cut)

She would write her father a letter that she has left due to her own will

Andd Hyde helps her escape to become of Lucy girls ^^ they still meet even after that.

Thinking abt that, most likely in this scenario her father would still search for her. Just wondering if suspecting Hyde should be a part of it (maybe someone has seen them or something like that)

Okay phew finally first one done ☠️ thats exactly why i usually only keep it in my mind its so hard expressing what im thinking i had to fill the gaps as i wrote. Buttt i want to share (and not forget) so here

[freedomfireflies]

NO OK WHAT THE FUCK:(

one-HOW DO U ALWAYS WRITE SUCH CUTE FLUFFY BANTER BETWEEN UR CHARACTERS ISTG like the way they talk to each other and interact its jus so fucking COMFORTING

two-the empty threats and a checkbook line was smart as hell wtf i know thats random but i jus noticed it and was like damn :o

three-him swiping his finger across her forehead? HIM SWIPING HIS FINGER ACROSS HER FOREHEAD? AND HIM HOLDING HER STILL? AND ALL OF THAT IN THE SUBWAY STATION AHFHSJDKSKDK

and finally-what the fuck:(

i now get why everyone was sad as fuck bc WHY there was no need for that:( ouch

AND HER SAYING JESSES THE GUY SHE LOVES? NUH UH NOPE NO THANK U

gonna be honest tho im glad i dont have to wait for part five😭

AAAAAA THIS IS TOO FREAKING CUTE!! You already know I'm so thankful for you, but this one made me smile so big!!! I will actually lose my mind, this is such a compliment, and all of your asks are making me giggle like C R A Z Y!!! So, so grateful for you!! 😭💞💞💞 also bye that's such a mood HAHAH I HOPE IT FIXES THINGS FOR YOU!!

[fandomxo00]

can we talk about idk if its bc of my bpd or my autism or just a combo of both but I get so frustrated all the time bc things dont make sense to my brain to why people do or dont do certain things. I say it might be my autism because I feel like I have an equivalent to a melt down with screaming and hitting because I felt like no understood me at work or they judge me and dont give me a chance. this every day shitBut today i got frustrated bc i was doing a bunch of stuff and no one else really did, they did some and ik saturdays are slow but the store was kinda gross and i didnt get everything done bc id been working all morning on deliveres (not much today) but organizing and cleaning while my co workers made sandwiches and handled customers but they didn't do much of the extra stuff and we had SO MUCH down time. And ik shits hard and i might be coming from a privilege place in saying that it frustrated me thay my coworker had their children at work. i dont mind when they hang out for a little and im not even mad at the fact that they were there but it was two small children and one couldn't stop crying and the other kept getting in the way. plus customers looked uncomfortable with a crying newborn and my coworker didnt even give a fuck plus she screamed at her kid over her phone. i dont blame shit on anyone and ik its hard but that wasnt right and so fucking overstimulating that i think thats what truly set me over the edge but every thing had bulit up

OH AND PLUS! My roommate left early in the morning and he left the door open so i assumed he kept it open bc he was outside. But NOPE HE LEFT AND KEPT IT OPEN SO GUESS WHAT I DID? I left it open when i left for work. So it was open all day, i took my pepper spray and pokey self defense key chain thing around the house and looked around. but i also assumed if anyone broke in they would've actually stolen stuff but lets hope i was thorough enough that i wont die tonight bc of a random stranger in my home!!!

Can you tell Im a bit paranoid?

But borderline is so difficult on top of overstimulation bc I feel like if it was one or the another i could get through my shift but its not just the overstimulation and feeling misunderstood, its when the mood swings start and i cant control myself anymore bc im panicking. Like my boss sent me home bc i couldn't fucking function. Im just happy my ocd fucked off most of the day and if it didn't i knew what it is rather than not being aware that im being controlled by complusions. Plus a fucking car honking at me on Thursday sent me into fight or flight, which is FUCKING GREAT BC HALF THE TIME I CANT GET OUT OF FIGHT OR FLIGHT FOR WEEKS!!!!

Im hoping that is not the case. Im hoping tomorrow is better and I know im doing everything i can to get better and push myself to do more. But being positive about it, being happy is fucking hard when there is a good possibility i split on everything around me and i am perceiving everything as a threat bc trauma!!!!!

Tomorrow will be better

Tomorrow will be better

I will write about Hugh Jackman

I will read Hugh Jackman fics

That will make it bareable

[theday]

im so mad i love him so damn much

[dailytatsu]

Hello! I saw request were open so i was wondering if i could request some headcanons of the Archons and/or the Adepti meeting a God reader who is the God of Chaos and destruction. The reader is not a Archon tho and travels all over Teyvat cuz small bits of destruction were ever they go. They're pretty mischievous and somewhat smug but despite how they act they're actually a good person. They dont mean to cause problems(most of the time anyways) chaos follows them were ever they go. Idk if you have a character limit but if you do please tell me so i wont make a mistake again. And if there is you can just do Zhongli and Xiao. Optionally could you make them a dendro user, there not a lot of dendro content and if not thats fine. I understand. Could you make the reader Gn or Non-binary they/them pronouns please? If not male reader is totally fine. Im so sorry for the long post and I hope you have a good day/night!

Ohmy, it’s my first time just writing headcanons! I’m use to write a lot, so let’s hope I did it right (^ ^' )7

Thanks for the request! ✨

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[HC] God of Chaos! Reader and the Archons + Xiao

Characters: Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Shogun Raiden (Ei).

Gn! Reader

I tried doing it with everyone but I’m no still that confident to try writing with some characters ＿|￣|○

Sorry for any mistakes!

Request are open!

Genshin Masterlist

Second part ->

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VENTI

To be honest, he didn't notice your presence at first. He had other concerns on his mind that day to perceive the chaotic (and slightly threatening) aura that Mondstadt was infected with that day.

Barbatos is a person of habit, so he couldn't help but be curious when the crowd in front of him began to look a little agitated instead of seeming to enjoy his lyre and his songs.

But then a series of domino events appeared in front of his very eyes.

The purity of the chaos was such that he felt overwhelmed, even without the white-haired boy around, if it wasn’t Bennett fault, then how was it possible for everything to be ruined in such a short time?

His patience ended when, out of nowhere, the strings of his lyre jumped close to his face as they snapped. Making that awful noise that couldn’t mean nothing good.

Okay, enough, who is messing around in here? No more joking in his nation!

He concentrated a little, a faint but unique presence kept his nerves on edge, as if he was being watched from afar. He moved away from the busy areas and then chased that ephemeral energy to the highest point of the church, where the bells were ringing in an irregular and stressful way.

Then he found you. Snoozing against one of the columns, somewhat tired because the trip you made to reach Mondstadt.

Surprisingly, Barbatos understood you since the first exchange of words. A god of chaos who was also a free spirit, you followed no rules ever written in Teyvat, and you had no plans to apologize for the mess you made.

Both of you were Zhongli’s worst nightmare, but that’s another story.

He managed to through your arrogance and your teasing nature that you, in fact, were a lonely spirit that liked to witness the life from above of everyone.

The difference between teasing someone accidentally and committing a crime was really visible, but he still couldn't help but feel like he should scold you after your mere presence messed up with the guild's baskets full of fish.

But hey! He also enjoy the company! Venti tried to teach you how to enjoy the calm and the whisper of wind, music can also contain chaos, feelings, old stories waiting to be told again, expressions and desire united, in a wonderful piece of-

As you yawned his lyre broke up again. Making clear the message.

Okay, not even God of Freedom and Wind can control chaos. Anyways, what a tragedy, but there’s nothing a simple bard can do, smh.

“Do you like kids, don’t you?” He said once, after a nice day of hearing him sing before your chaos reached his little concert. Again watching everyone from above on the hands of the statue, with your attention caught by some kids playing tag.

“… I don’t know what do you mean.” Once discovered you had no choice but to remain defensive, pretending to be disinterested.

“Heh, you aren’t a good liar.” It may not be the wisest thing to make fun of someone who could destroy the place where you were resting, but Venti was confident that he knew you well enough to know that you were not so explosive. “You know!, I just have some pieces, but I think it’s because they are little walking concentrations of pure and innocent chaos, am I wrong?”

He wasn’t, no at all. But you would never confess something that embarrassing.

This guy wrote a ballad about the days when Mondstadt got immerse with that strike of bad luck. Kind of an apology of not being able to handle the situation.

Now there’s the rumor that says that, every time somebody sings that song, something unlucky will happen in front of you.

The song is cursed.

One night when the moon was shining on the Cider Lake his well tuned ears distinguished a melody that was broken from time to time by the accidents of his performer, distracting him of his way to look for you.

It could be painful to listen to, but Venti could certainly feel the dedication of the one who was playing the imperfect song.

The ballad of the god of chaos, hummed like a lullaby that instead of making you sleep makes you question the events of the day. Wishing for the slightest thing to be different after an exhaustive week of peace and tranquility.

A lonely spirits cursing their existence, sitting in the highest point of a stranger’s palace, where you can reach the sky by only rising your hand.

The next day, Barbatos invited you to drink some wine, this time near Windrise to avoid accidents in the city.

As he almost dropped the bottle when a lot of slimes were attracted by your presence, he confirmed the theory about that the way to spend time with you would not be his personal definition of hanging out.

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ZHONGLI

Okay, there’s only two scenarios that could happened when you set a foot in Liyue.

Old man has a soft spot for you for being a relative young deity.

Or he’s always lecturing you for not having control of your aura and powers.

How u dare bringing chaos to the nation of order? It’s that a death wish?

Jokes aside, you’re not really a threat. And he could sense that after he saw how you tried to avoid having direct contact with the city. Rex Lapis found your silhouette jumping and crossing through the mountains until reaching the fairest point that allowed you to enjoy the view of the streets that were filled with life and light as the sunsets.

He even noticed how you sighed in frustration when a storm started out of nowhere. A rain dedicated just for the arriving of the God of Chaos. Not even bothering of getting shield, you stayed in your place to look at all the people who were getting back to their places.

The rain seemed to stop over your head, for a second was enough to stop you from being cruelly swamped by the very weather you had created. An elegant umbrella covered you, the long awaited surprise you expected from someone as outdated as Morax.

You looked up, and found his expression calm and attentive, watching you. As if he had made a great discovery that he could not believe

“May I have a moment of your time to keep you company? Letting out your sorrows in the middle of a torrential storm is not what I would recommend as way to spend a good day.”

“… What are you talking about? Get in your own business, old man.”

“Well, you should know that a sorrow shared is a sorrow halved.”

Next time you knew was that he was helping you to dry your hair with a towel once you let him guide you to his place.

Zhongli picked you up like a abandoned cat that day. Even if having you near meant to deal with new the roof leaks.

Also kept you away from Hu Tao, if you two ever get along for being partners in crime he would seal himself underground-

For all the time you spend exploring Liyue, there he was. Like a little kid showing his treasures. But also like a worried father looking after his child for them not to stumble making their first steps.

Look at you! Almost crushing those Treasure Hoarders when a bunch of rocks fell down after you jumped at the edge of the cliff.

Wait, no- come back here! You should verify the surroundings and be aware of the weight of your power if you’re going to explore in that bold way. You, chaotic brat.

Another one who believed fervently that your mood was to blame for the constant chaos you caused. He also tried to show you the wonders of peace and calm, teaching you how to prepare tea while listening to the storyteller (also both being a little far away from the rest of them, just in case).

He couldn’t help but sigh when the teapot arm broke as soon as you tried to serve the tea. What a waste, he thought.

You apologized to him, kind of stressed with yourself after you took all the pieces with your bare hands to run away with them. Leaving a confused Zhongli behind.

Next day you were back, with the teapot repaired and just like new.

He let out a lot of thankful words, some flattering and a lot more cheesy things that you never had received before.

With that unexpected affection you couldn’t help but react flustered; then a cat that was chasing a bird jumped through a lot of decorations and merchandise, almost starting a fire as the chained events kept going.

Yeah,, uh, Zhongli got some useful mental notes about you and your chaos that day.

Hey, before you go, want to make a contract? You won’t regret it!

But as the wandering spirit you were you had no problems in reject his offer, but also promising that you would visit Liyue if he wanted you to.

Of course he wanted! But.. maybe next time you should stay in Huaguang Stone Forest instead of roaming near the city,,

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XIAO

Tried to kill you.

I mean, your aura is threatening and full of a destructive energy, how is possible that you weren’t a demon to eradicate??

Sorry, but he had a point.

Your first met was on your way to reach Huaguang Stone Forest along with Zhongli for introduce you with the Adeptus.

Xiao, in the other side, thought that you were about to attack Morax from behind, so he just struck against you. With his polearm near to go through your chest, just stopped because you felt him before.

Lifting your hand at his direction, summoning chaos, this time, on purpose. The wind gained a wrathful nature and the biggest roots that were hiding under his feet rose to caught him.

And when you were about to hit each other Zhongli’s shield appeared just in time to separate both of you. Preventing a real catastrophic event.

Now stop fighting and introduce to each other.

Nice(n’t) to meet u.

What if you tried to awake Azhdaha to bring chaos and destruction to Liyue? What if you wanted to summoned Osial? What if… ?

Zhongli had to confirm and promise to him that those cruel possibilities won’t be a near future for respecting the real reason of your travel.

No matter if he wasn’t comfortable with your presence, it wasn’t his decision to allow you to roam freely, so he had to get use to it.

He immediately knew after hearing about your nature that was your fault that lately there were a lot more demons and monsters. Even his karma was getting more painful than usual.

(If you ever meet Hu Tao, please think twice before doing Xiao a prank)

You both didn’t interact a lot, and being honest, it was better that way.

He hadn’t a single intention of talking with you again until the day you were practicing the song that your Anemo friend taught you. By the other hand, Xiao noticed that the melody had the same nature as the one he once heard before being consumed by the karma.

It wasn’t a flute, but a worn lyre that was still in one piece after weeks of being repaired again and again.

“That song… ”

“Do you know it?” Xiao just nodded, staying in silence, being your very first audience even if you still have a lot to learn about playing a lyre.

It wasn’t as effective as the original, but was still… nice, kind of nostalgic.

Next morning, the Yaksha called for you. Made you stay still in the middle of a plain and then he disappeared of your sight.

He abandoned y- wait, what’s that? Why those monsters has that weird dark aura?

You were about to defend yourself until Xiao appeared back just in time to defeat them.

That day you became his personal bait for demons and monsters. Naturally you attracted chaos, so anyway you were, there will be also something to fight.

I guess this is your way to pay for all the troubles you made for him and his duty, so no complaining about it.

If you ask for a unexpected experience to Ganyu she would said that once she found both of you fighting along against the catastrophe, looking after each other’s back and almost having a perfect synchrony.

➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹ ➷➹➷➹ ➷➹➷➹ ➷➹ ➷

SHOGUN RAIDEN; EI

Also tried to kill you.

Well, the puppet tried to.

And then Ei tried when you had the opportunity of facing her.

But since killing a god just mean the releasing of a lot, pure, energy she couldn’t afford that risk, much less considering your “speciality”.

Who knows what would happen to Inazuma if your vital energy burst across the nation. Just like that old story about Sal Terrae and their goddess.

She just defeated you. Letting you rest and recovering in the midst of the plane of her reality within her mind. Your inert body in the middle of the battlefield as she kept meditating.

When you woke up she ignored your presence, but also denying your complaints about letting you go out back.

In her words, you were a burden, another enemy of eternity. Something as unpredictable as you and your “accidents” couldn’t get along with her utopia.

Ei could banish you from Inazuma, but she knows your type. Stubborn and not accepting the most simple orders to obey.

She knew that you would found a way to be back.

It’s better like this.

And in the hypothetical case of you being freed when she trapped the traveler (kicking you out) and then having a chance to see her again after the end of the war, then things would be somewhat different.

There’s not that much of civilization on some islands, so she allowed you to explore as much as your heart wanted. But if something serious happen, she promised that would end her work in the middle of the sea so your remains never be found.

Okay, message clear. Just do chaos near monsters and bandits, got it,,

Even if she wanted to spend some time with you and telling you some stories about Inazuma and other gods she couldn’t found the right time to call you at her presence.

As the current ruler of Inazuma she was busier than the rest of Archons you have meet. Maybe just some letters now and then like a way to keep a logbook, but not really a face to face talk.

Until she got the opportunity of a day off, just to found you messing around near some ruins. Trying to solve a puzzle before your speciality strikes in. The structure fell down after your fingertips reached the stone.

When the dust dissipated, you discovered her figure judging you from the other side of the remain ruins.

Give her a good reason for not errase you from the map, I dare u.

You felt the worst was about to come when Ei ordered you to follow her after a long sigh. Crossing her arms and starting to walk away from the bunch of old and worn rock.

Plot Twist, she actually invited you to rest under a tree, asking in her serene voice the reason for your journey and your origin. In such a direct way that it seemed more like a sentence than a talk to get to know each other better.

You answered what you could remember and then the silence stayed like the only way of interaction between you two.

Ohno, you know this pattern. Something’s about to happen-

“There is some strange beauty in the chaos, it may be the calm after the storm, but the catastrophe itself is seen as a necessary evil to appreciate the stillness. How much it would last until the lighting hit the valley?”

“So I arrived to keep order between the humans?”

Well yes, but actually no.

“… You see, if there is nothing but order and a lack of problems, mortals are likely to create them on their own. Their minds feels the need to be tested, to prove their worth, so I guess some of your chaos may be part of the history.”

“… then shall we take a walk in Inazuma?” You did not know if you were right, but you thought you saw a faint smile through his lips in the same way that lightning can be seen in the sky.

“I’ll allow it.” She said.

Her only condition was for you not to approach the huge boxes of fireworks down the street.

[stinkywinke]

Twelve Minutes

I am obsessed with twelve minutes sooo, why not make an imagine about it 🧍‍♀️

Also this is the first time I have ever used tumblr, and my grammar is very poor. I will try and get used to the way tumblr works and hopefully if I have any motivation I will start writing more :) My writing skills are bad so this is going to be choppy

Another note : The roles are reversed, so instead of the reader being the husband, its going the be the wife figuring everything.

clench ya butt cheeks

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Readers POV:

No..no, no, no, this can’t be it

As I took a step into my apartment I heard my husband in the bathroom humming a soft tune. 10 minutes. The pills. The cop. The pocket watch.

“Hey, I didn’t hear you come in”

I looked up to see h/n (Husbands name) walking towards me with a smile and pulling me in to a passionate kiss.

“I made desert, let me know if your in the mood” He stated while making his way on to the couch.

I give a quick nod signaling that I would tell him when I was ready. Quickly glancing around my home I made my way to the sink and filled up a mug of water, the floorboards creaking in a specific spot as I ambled to the bathroom. I opened the medicine cabinet grabbing ahold of the sleeping pills and pouring them into the mug, and going back into the living room to see h/n reading a book.

"I think its a good time for desert” I suggested

“Ok, babe” h/n replied with a sweet smile

He noticed the cup in my hand and turned around to the fridge and got the desert out. I placed the drugged mug by where h/n was sitting and got my own mug instead.

“So how was work?”

“It was alright, met a couple of new people, Its going great” I said as I saw h/n drinking his water

“How about you? How was your day?”

“Same old day I guess it just repeats itself” he said as his eyes started drooping down into a sleepy matter

Tch.. talk about repeating

“Im feeling so tired all of a sudden, Im gonna go lay down”

“Okay baby, goodnight”

As soon as I saw h/n close the bedroom door I scampered to the closet and closed the door behind me aware that the cop will be here in a few minutes

Now we wait…

“Police!, open up I have a warrant”

My breathe hitched as I heard him turn the doorknob and stepped into the house

“Hello?, anyone home?”

“Police” the cop shouted when he opened the door

“Police, I have a warrant”

He made his final call making his way into the bedroom,hearing the light switch turn on a scream came from the man as he layed unconscious on the floor. After hearing nothing but silence I crept out the door into the room, searching for the valuables from the cops uniform

The gun, 2 handcuffs, the knife, and the phone

As I did last time,Rolling him over, gripping both of his wrists and tieing them together, I remembered there was a little box with my mothers name on it.

A/N : I did change the baby clothes to a necklace, kind of like a bday gift

My hand trembled to the gift lying on the table next to the flowers, I held it and stuffed the box into my front pocket. I took my time staring at the man in awe and confusion

He’s already told me why he’s here, he told me he was a good friend of my husband’s father. He’s hiding something.

“Augh- what- you little shit”

The cop was stirring awake from the electrocution but only figuring it all together that he was handcuffed. He glared at my shoes as some kind of threat and saying words, pleading to be let go, I reached into my pocket pulling out the box and showing the man the name on the necklace

“Do you recognise this name?”

“Dahlia? Yeah I knew her so what?”

“Do you know anything about her?”

“Yeah, she was the mother of your husbands sister”

Mother of my husband’s sister? But that was my mothers name

“Just let me go you prick”

“I promise im innocent I dont have anything to do with this”

“Okay maybe if you let me go, I wont kill you” the cop stated in a cold and tone

I took the knife out of my pocket and handed him his things, he asked…

“Im here for a pocket watch very valuable… do you have it?”

“Yeah, I’ll go get it now”

Thoughts were running in my head as I went to go to the bathroom to get the strange watch

Mother of my husbands sister? Dahlia, thats my mothers name… no it can’t be.

I grasped the pocket watch in my hand, watching is slowly turn clock-wise

“Have you found it yet? I dont have all day!”

My hand gave out to him, as he took the pocket watch

“Im gonna need a few minutes with your husband, go sit on the couch, but if you do anything stupid, I’ll kill you..” he demanded

He’s gonna kill him, I know, so lets just let it happen.

BANG!

A bead of sweat drip down my forehead as I smelled the scent of blood coming from the other room

Mothers name of husbands sister, husband said he got a necklace with my mothers name on it, Dahlia. So if dahlia is my mother h/n is my… brother. My own brother is my husband. Fuck no please, I have to get out

Sprinted across the room to the door and made my way out just to end up in the same place as always.

“No.. fuck no no no no- this can’t be happening please”

My husband came out of the bathroom again with a panic and worry on his face and started to bombard me with questions.

“Y/n?”

“Baby are you ok?”

“What happened honey?”

“Whats wrong?”

I’ve had enough

“S-STOP IT, GO AWAY”

“Baby whats wrong” he pleaded with concern

“NO! Please I have to go” I shouted at him as I bolted through the door coming back to the same gentle humming tune coming from the bathroom.

“Hey, I didnt hear you come in”

Again met with the same eyes with my lover ugh- brother, I cant tell him, I cant.

“Hey babe” I said as he kissed me once again,

this is wrong

“I made dessert, let me know if your in the mood”

The same sentence every ten minutes.

Snatching the pocket watch from the ventilation grid, the grunting and groaning leaving my mouth as I tried to get up from the pain in my back,

The watch was broken. Turning the long handle I fixed it back to its place, 2 minutes before 12. I saw the world turn into a dark abyss, the watch turning anti clock- wise, my hand slowly fading into the tiles of the bathroom, my eyes growing heavy and started to close putting me into a deep sleep

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey there he is… your back”

Huh?

“Look, I know this is a… terrible shock. But we need to be on the same page. Look, I… These feelings for my son… your brother. This isn’t how I wanted to tell you…you deserve… both of you deserve better.”

He said with a long pause

“Yknow the thing I hate the most, worst thing in the world?… Disappointing my lil boy. Well that was the worst thing…. And now a baby… you with your little… love… I guess it was always gonna happen”

He said as he walked around in disbelief and ignorance

“Nothing stays swallowed down forever. So, you gonna make a call”

“If i could go back..” I started

“Well. Things would be different. But you can’t just try again. Thats not how life works! So, you gotta make the choice, and make it now”

…

“Say something”

H/n’s book about zen..

“Fine!, your gonna force it by hand? Fine!”

“Hey “its only by forgetting that.. we ever really drop the thread of time, and approach the experience of living in the present moment””

“Ah, you’ve read that one, eh?”

“I know the idea of forgetting things sounds crazy but, what if… you could?

I can help with that if you want. All you have is the future, you’ll forget everything you went through. All the pain. All the stress. Forgotten forever. But, you need to understand there is no turning back. You can’t undo this… we can still talk about him but you need to choose an answer…”

I stared at the clock as I watch it about to turn twelve

“you don’t have to forget if you don’t want to, The choice is yours”

12:00

DING!

“ you do have a remarkable imagination… The stories you’ve created… but believing them so strongly, so deeply is unhealthy… you have to let him go… you can’t keep obsessing over him… sometimes things are just as what they are…

Its time for you to wake up…

[purpletyrant]

how long did it take you to plan out kittyquest and the earth c lore? it's a really well thought out great adventure and as an aspiring fanventure creator i am curious about how long it took to get everything figured out

you might be disappointed to learn that i rushed into KQ with nary an outline to be found

i had no intention of fleshing it out into comic form and was content with faux-panels until i decide to "unless...?" myself, as i always do time and time again. from there i decided to base it purely off of suggestions (lol) and, at the threat of there being no centralized plot, thought back on the cult of the witch, which i had introduced as a gag in the pilot light, pale rapture trilogy. from there i started to build up where the plot was going to go, and several months into the adventure i formally sat down and wrote a few pages outlining roughly where the rest of the comic was headed, later splitting into sections so i would always know what i would be addressing in a given update. i could hardly fathom going back to the days of NOT knowing what i was about to be sitting down to write/draw

this is not the first time ive mentioned this, but i accidentally emulated hussie in that ramona wasnt planned from the start, and i was actually kind of scared to introduce her. i simply repurposed an adult earth c fantroll id drawn a single time and decided, you know what, this might shake things up a bit. and im glad i did that. ive strayed from the outline a few times, adding things along the way. my great, GREAT, *GREAT* hope is that it does not all fall flat in the end. a lot of people still expect KQ to be a sburb adventure, which it is very explicitly tagged as not being. KQ at its heart is something self-contained (this might age poorly) and content to tell a small-scale, relatively low stakes story, and ive never pretended that its going to be some grand epic adventure like others out there. knowing the scope of your story is important because it helps maintain a consistent mood and generally keeps you grounded. i think its okay if you dont have an end in mind, but i would recommend thinking about how youre going to get there so that things dont feel rushed, like what happened with homestuck... which i think is an example of someone spending so much time thinking about the ending that it kind of ends up being coughed up in your lap

as for earth c lore, the text portion of the field guide took maybe a couple weeks to write, though i did add and edit some text pretty recently before its release. worldbuilding is singlehandedly the most rewarding and fun part of working on KQ, i love thinking about how mundane daily life works there which really lends itself to being able to freely write pages upon pages of expository text without too much writers block. i could talk about it for hours. if you have already found an idea that youre super excited about, just write and draw as much stuff for it as you can stand to. hell, just notebook doodles and jotting stuff down in the notes app will do. it will help you have something to go off of when you actually get cracking on writing your outlines

generally i dont think theres a wrong or right way to go about making an mspfa style adventure, i know a lot of the big ones have multiple writers and artists, but im just one random guy doing this shit in my office when i get home from work. think about how much time, both short- and long-term that youre willing to commit. is it just a fun thing you want to do when you have free time? thats great! are you committed to a long form story that might take you multiple years to complete? maybe write an outline or several, ask a friend if they can beta read or help you out a little. i didnt have a plan when i started, and i still sort of feel nagged by that as KQ begins to enter its twilight years, er, twilight updates. but one mans lack of planning is another mans freedom to write whatever the hell they want

i hope this was even halfway helpful, a lot of this was probably just rambling. good luck with your stories! :)