#in addition to a geeky one

[thatonegeekygirl]

Dannymay Day 22: Moon Landing

top ten things jack fenton did not expect to see on the moon when he finally installed the telescope his wife gave him for his birthday

[thetrasha]

Hi! I'm the one who asked for the Straw Hats' ideal types. I'm here to ask the same for other characters: Law, Ace, Sabo, Shanks, and anyone else you want; honestly, I'd read about anyone. Thanks for feeding me <3

Hello anon, thank you so much for your continous interest (●ˇ∀ˇ●) 💕 Glad you like my writing so much and shower me with compliments LOL And I'm so sorry for not replying sooner. I've been sick since Monday morning 🤡I'm still kind of feverish, but I'm recovering

Anyway, this was a lot of fun!!

Ideal Types

feat. LAW, ACE, SABO, SHANKS, BUGGY

Straw Hat crew's version here

LAW

Law needs someone who…

is honest, intelligent and kind

puts more weight behind their actions rather than their words

has a nerdy or geeky quirk

is willing to let him have his space and demands some independence of their own

Law can help you cope with these character flaws:

self-doubt

feelings of inadequacy

seeming cold-hearted (to others)

An absolute dealbreaker would be…

clinginess and being too emotional

Law sees you and knows, because you resemble him so much, that you’re misunderstood. You aren’t cold or arrogant, you’re just a little too… reserved. You naturally distrust people who haven’t proven themselves and he finds comfort in that, eager to do just that. And just like that, the image you’ve wrongfully earned yourself just melts away. Like him, you’re a deep thinker, introspective and self-critical without even trying but nonetheless very much skilled and a valuable addition to any crew. Law feels lucky to have you because it’s validating to have someone around who gets him, who understands every precarious situation and who’s able to see the bigger picture. You trust in his ability to make the right call, assisting him in every step of the way. You watch over him without expecting anything in return, you’re just loyal to a fault and want to show your gratitude. Your actions make him do a double take and he starts talking to you more often. And once your walls crumble, he realises that you’re actually… incredibly cute and kind of… what he’s been waiting for.

ACE

Ace needs someone who…

values family a lot; they need to love the Whitebeard Pirates and Luffy (and Sabo) unconditionally

lives in the moment, but regularly thinks about the past and the “what ifs” of life

wants to prove themselves or others wrong/ wants to achieve great things

is self-aware, caring and compassionate

Ace can help you cope with these character flaws:

self-loathing

impulsivity

people pleasing

An absolute dealbreaker would be…

arrogance and dismissiveness

Ace sees you and, at first, views you as a threat. Deep down, he still cannot come to terms with who he is, and thus believes that you’re the upgrade. You don’t carry the same baggage he does, which means being around you is actually pretty great – and Whitebeard thinks so, too, that’s why you’re on the Moby Dick and not just some random member aboard the grand fleet. Yet… once Ace digs deep and tries getting to know you, he feels terrible for treating you so horribly; you’re unlike anything he’s ever seen. Your hardships are a part of you, but you don’t let the past define who you are, you use it as a tool to improve the present. On top of everything, you don’t push him away after he’s opened up. If anything, you pull him even closer. He’s so, so grateful to have found you. Maybe – just maybe – he’ll learn to like himself… after all, if someone like you can love him so dearly, he cannot be so bad, right?

SABO

Sabo needs someone who…

lives freely without constraints, doesn’t care what other people think about them

pursues a deeply humanitarian dream

is just, hard-working and unique

thinks rather than feels

Sabo can help you cope with these character flaws:

being too idealistic

sorrow

perfectionist tendencies

An absolute dealbreaker would be…

different political ideology and laziness

Sabo sees you and knows you have what it takes. You’re unafraid of tension and you’re quite abrasive when it comes to the intolerable… and your track record is just as impressive. You’re a rare gem who doesn’t sell their principles to get ahead in life – you chose this path out of conviction, not due to a lack of options. Maybe that’s why he recommends you for a position much higher up the ladder where your potential would be seen, where your voice would be heard and matter… Eventually, Sabo would notice a dangerous flutter in his chest every time you worked together. He would linger around you longer than necessary and try to get you to talk about your personal life just to get closer to you. Your story is fascinating, he cannot help but be angry at the world for throwing you away. Well, kind of – you’ve landed right in his arms, so it’s not that bad now, is it?

SHANKS

Shanks needs someone who…

wants to go about life at their own pace

is outgoing, emotionally intelligent and warm

has the street-smarts and strength to defend themselves if it came down to it

hopes for peace and believes in equality

Shanks can help you cope with these character flaws:

procrastination

bottling up negative feelings

stubbornness

An absolute dealbreaker would be…

being too fragile and selfishness

Shanks sees you and doesn’t know why he’s suddenly so eager to be taken care of – you just sniff him out like a hound dog and nag at him about his terrible habits constantly. He thinks it’s sweet that there’s someone amongst his loyal crew members who still believes he would change his ways. They all let go of it at some point.

…Until you don’t let go of it at all. You shadow him and relentlessly pursue his heath and happiness. At first, Shanks wrongfully assumes that you’re trying to be the captain’s favourite, but he could only watch in astonishment as you pull the same stunt on all the others. “Benn, you smoke too much. Roux, why in the world are you lifting that crate by yourself, let me help. Yasopp, you will cook these beans before eating them or so God help us all.” – he hears your voice in his head echoing his own sentiments towards his friends. It suddenly feels too real. You’re just… like this. It’s in your nature to be warm. And you offer the same warmth to… Shanks. Larger-than-life, mythical, legendary Shanks. He’s just another man in your eyes… It makes him nervous.

BUGGY

Buggy needs someone who…

feels rather than thinks

engages in creative activities and has something that fulfils them

is loving, direct/ straightforward and clingy

reassures him and would be his anchor in life, an unshakeable constant

Buggycan help you cope with these character flaws:

deep insecurity/ self-pity

abandonment issues

competitiveness

An absolute dealbreaker would be…

being distant and indifference

Buggy sees you and knows that you’re different from the rest. Not unlike him, to be honest, but that might be wishful thinking. He just feels inexplicably drawn to you; he revels in your proud smile whenever he praises you for a job well done. Sometimes he thinks that you crave his approval just as much as he craves yours… once you tore down his walls, you’re all up in Buggy’s business. Worst thing is that he doesn’t mind at all. He likes having you around, you’re not half as much of an idiot as all the other troglodytes he keeps around. The thing that he doesn’t get is, though… you actually don’t think quite as highly of yourself. It’s not humility, you’re plenty humble, but it reeks of insecurity… and believe him when he says that he knows that stench all too well. Well, you might just need a proper hype man to tell you that you’re the most amazing person to ever walk this wretched Earth, darling! One day you’ll wear that title with pride.

[weird-is-life]

helloo! okay this might be a long request so buckle up. idea for spencer based off of my day; let it be know that i relate to spence, even if I have a "low" iq, what i mean is, I ramble. and watching people shut down spencer when he's about to rant always made me sad (obviously). but i realized it's because that happens to me. I'm a very geeky person so i get passionate and i understand why people would shut me down (still hurts tho). but today one of my friends asked a question it was about simpler animals and what the difference was. me loving animals and knowing the answer, well I spoke up but immediately got talked over about something not relevant. my real idea is, what if spencer had someone that rambled with him and appreciated his rants. like i think it'd be cute and they don't have to rant about the same thing, just both like in the corner talking absurdly fast together. and the team probably rolling their eyes. maybe??? (sorry if it was to personal) hope you have a great dayyy!!

Hiii lovely, ty for the request💕!! Hope this is okay, warnings: fluff, like one pet name (0.6k)

Sometimes Hotch kind of regrets hiring you (not really, you're a great  addition to the team and everybody loves you), but when he sees you and Spencer together, the thought crosses his mind.

What he really does regret, is putting your desk and Spencer's desk next to each other. Big, big, big mistake.

You and Spencer are hunched over something at your desk, talking very quickly, as you two often do. Hotch finds your conversations, against his better judgement, cute. But not when he's trying to start a meeting and you two can't seem to notice.

He and the team see this on a regular basis, it's nothing new, that you and Spencer talk and talk about something, anything, completely in your own world.

Your conversations are still the same just like the first time, you and Spencer met. Maybe they got even worse. You two can ramble on and on for hours like it's nothing.

And you love it. You love talking to Spencer. The topic of your conversation is never a problem, you can talk about anything and nothing at the same time.

Just the fact, that you can talk to each other without being talked over, interrupted or hushed down is everything to you and to him.

Spencer feels the same. He loves talking to you. Your sweet, sweet voice makes it even better. He loves even just listening to you talk, it's maybe his favourite thing in the world.

Especially, when you two talk about the most silly, random stuff, while lying in the bed late at night. Chuckling and rambling without a care in the world. Maybe he loves it so much, because the team doesn't know about it. It's like something sacred between just you and him.

That's definitely his happy place, just you two having a quiet conversations with sleepy voices.

"Spence, have you read this book before?" you ask, pointing at the book lying on your desk.

"Oh," Spencer's face lights up with recognition," I have. It's really good, right?"

"I don't know, I haven't started it yet. I want to, but I can't bring myself to read it after a day full of work," you say to Spencer.

"I-I could read it to you?" he hesitantly offers.

"Spence, it's almost 800 pages long...." you chuckle at his offer.

"I don't mind," he quickly responds.

You think about it, but not for too long. You don't really need convincing, not when it comes to Spencer.

"Well, okay then. But only if you really want to," you give him a smile.

"I want to," he reassures you," and i do have some suggestions...."

"Like what?"

"Like books, that are similar to this. If you like this one, I could lend them to you-" Spencer's fast rambling gets interrupted, but not by you, never by you.

"Yo, lovebirds, we'd be very happy to let you talk about whatever nonsense you're talking about, but we all want to have this meeting over with. So if you'd be so kind to join us, that'd be nice," Derek basically yells at you from the conference room's doorway, making everybody in the room look at you and Spencer.

Your cheeks go a bit pink at Derek's words, you haven't realised that they were waiting on you and Spencer.

"Relax Derek, we're coming," Spencer says back loudly, " come on sweetheart, let's go there before they get mad at us," Spencer tells you, rolling his eyes over Derek's words.

"We'll talk about the book more later, yeah?" Spencer promises.

"Later?"

"I could come over tonight?" Spencer unsurely proposes.

"That'd be great, I'd love that," you'd never pass an opportunity to spend time with Spencer and getting to listen to him talk.

Somebody would maybe find reading to each other boring, but you and Spencer would never. It's like your love language.

[astra-galaxie]

I DID IT!! Here’s the whole thing copy pasted from Google docs!!

The Player’s general skills and implied personality + some stuff abt them! (as far as i can gather, at least, tell me if i missed smth!)

*Note that these skills do not include case specific stuff (like the time they discovered a new species in Pacific Bay)

-Exceptionally skilled at handling the forensic kit,in S1, Jones had challenged the player to uncrack a code while he recites the alphabet from A, and the player cracked the code just before he hit the letter F. It takes about a few seconds, so that says a lot.

-The player has freaky intuition skills in general. I mean, in quite literally every case, they figure out what evidence is needed, what could count as evidence, and searches through things most would gloss over. Their partners acknowledge this a lot, more in the first cases since they just met.

-Can keep a level head even in high stress or even dangerous situations even when their partners cant, whether its during or after the cases. Jones addressed this after court quite a few times in the first season. Also, the player’s able to calm down whoever thier with or

*Add on, in S4, while facing Cappechi & Finley for the first time, he managed to intimidate Isaac on both occasions, however, the player remained composed enough to be able to file evidence against them.

-Works out. In Good Girls dont die, a case in S1, while Grace tries to convince Martha to calm down, she states that the player has already kicked down the door. Like, kick. The player probably doesnt even have any special gear on them, so either the door is weak or, the more likely theory is that the player got dem legs frfr

-Has quite the memory. Easiest case to get this info from is during S4, in the case Eyes Wide Shut, player and Isaac identify a rice makeup composition on the item, Player can easily recall that 17 cases back, which give or take a few, is about a monthish? That Madam Xiang was wearing it. Mind you, at this stage in case Eyes Wide Shut, the duo had only spoken to Madam Xiang once, and she never mentioned the makeup.

-The Bureau themselves asked for the player to join them, that in itself is already a accomplishment, since the Bureau is like, the elite of the elite in the police world.

-Their temper seems to be much milder, or at least, more controlled. Its more evident with Frank and David (S1) since the chiefs often say the player is much calmer than them, hell, David got in trouble for being too brash and got so many complaints he had to file paperwork.

-They do indeed make mistakes, one of my friends irl kept saying the player was a Mary Sue esque kind, but in S3, they were also led on by the Warren guy after he framed the Guru, and they were kidnapped by Karen in S2. If they were so called ‘Mary Sues’, they’d probably figure out a way to not get captured and be the person whos left unscathed and babied by the team.

-Maybe a similar point, but they have sharp eyes and possibly very good eyesight. In a case with Jonah as a partner in S3 during one of the Additional Investigations, the player spots a tent from afar up a mountain. Not to mention its always them who finds everything lol

-The player is good at calming down their partners or whoever is working with them tbh. Like every time one of their case partners are loosing hope, breaking down, feeling impatient or angry, the player snaps them back to their senses.

-They arent quite up to date with some stuff, or simply put, most likely arent that geeky like Jones is, or probably that interested in acting and stuff, in S4 when Isaac asks them how they have no idea who Dolly Darnell (famous actress) and a famous chess master is. Personally would love to think they’d love to listen to their friends and team talk about certain personal interests of thiers.

-Most definitely has a good physique. In S2, Roxie comments that they fit perfectly into a diving suit, which is typically quite tight, so we can assume their physical health is in good or in its prime, in S7, Ben mentions the player has great reflexes for being able to dodge a chupabara attack.

-Can handle a gun better than the average policeman could, probably. In S4, they got into a gunfight with their team against Capecchi and his men, and the team won, so probably suggests that either the rest did most of the work, or the player is good enough to aim and shoot down a whole bunch of tough ahh men.

-Has better driving skills than Jones

-The chiefs often say the player is a rolemodel of what the rest of the team members should be, often, its Frank and Jones being reprimanded and being compared to the Player.

-Implied to be a pretty sarcastic and humorous person, whenever the person their working with for a case or a suspect makes a unfunny or less than tasteful joke, or just does smth weird in general, they always tell the player to ‘not look at them like that’

*Jones seems to be the one saying this the most, including Frank because he teases the player a lot as well.

-Patient. The cheifs say the player is patient, and im sure having Frank work with them would make their temper flare at leats three times in a single hour if the player wasnt a patient person.

-Knows how to handle and drag themselves + their team out of wallowing after a crisis. In S3, Ripley praises the player for being able to rise up after her ‘death’ so quickly, and solving her ‘death’ as well.

-Thier spice tolerence is off the charts, could bet money that they definitely could eat a few hot peppers and only complain of a bit of bite on their tongue. Even Rita admits their tolerance is higher and she’s tough as hell.

-Reliable adult, probably good or decent with children. They were the adult Matilda came running to (in Grimsborough S1) while her own parents were arguing. Jones said this as well when reprimanding the dad.

-My friend (yes the same one) keeps saying that the player would be homophobic?? What?? At least one of their core team members are gay as hell, cmon bruh

-Is most definately empathic and more adept at handling sensitive cases, whether by sensitive, its a matter of whether the press gets ahold and it could be bad, or its sensitive like family and personal matters get involved. When their partners make a distasteful comment or joke, no matter how mild, the player is implied to have told them off (ahem, Jones, Frank and Roxie)

-Good at undercover work, its shows in S4 during the last district, does the S4 part where they have to break Florence Samuels out with Rose count?

-They solve cases within the day or in a few hours, the latest they’ve ever finished a case was in the evening and then again, the player had only started on it in the afternoon.

-A kind person in general. I mean, for one, if i was a homicide investigator and every time i do an investigation, multiple people want my help?? I’d bail, nuh uh. AND not to mention, its time consuming bc theres always the need for analysis, and with sometimes, personal and professional problems get mixed up halfway.

-They most definitely have the money to live comfortably, they have the money to take James Savage for shopping for a new funeral suit and outfit, and they recieve so much spare cash from suspects during the AI.

-I feel like they probably have a good fashion sense, but on that point, can we talk about their closet size?? They get so many articles of clothing, they would definitely be the kind to overdress on every occasion and still look fabulous.

-I would not be surprised if its end up being revealed that they were a reformed thief or some wild shit like that, how does a rookie officer know how to crack a lock in seconds??

-Do you guys think their banned from being the seeker whenever the office decides to play hide and seek because their so good at finding stuff? Like, the last time they were the seeker they probably caught everyone in less than 30 minutes or some shit

-In addition to that helping people shit, the player’s either just energetic in general or their ass is running on coffee and pure willpower because i CANNOT do what their doing, their partners dont even stay consistent throughout the entire AI, and sometimes, in the official investigation itself

-Player’s a positive influence on the people around them, and this prob my nth time mentioning them, but JONES AND FRANK!! Grace says at the end of S1 that the Player’s influenced them positively a lot, and Karen says that as well abt Player’s influence on Frank.

-More on the energy thing, they work overtime so often im surprised they havent asked for a raise or something (then again, the chiefs probably automatically gave them one anyways, maybe even more)

-Not afraid of them high rankers!! S4 for example, no matter how many times Commisioner Baldwin threatened them, they are not afraid, gives 0 fucks, did not gaf even tho Andrea told them to leave Jazz Town before the hurricane kills them

-Player def got a strong stomach and do not care about getting ther hands dirty, they’ve seen so many dead bodies in the most gruesome settings possible, and they dig through trash every case, they have definitely seen…stuff. Oh yeah, they’ve seen so much raunchy and sexual stuff I don’t think they’d be too fazed anymore.

-Offically, including the S4, S6 and S7 cases, they’ve solved 370 cases in their entire career, including a cold case in S5, maybe indirectly, a few more in S5 due to the Rocket Cow killer being discovered, and a few more side murders due to how many serial killers they’ve arrested, so the victims get justice.

-They get offered or are the ones paying the first round for drinks quite a lot, so I’d assume that either they dont drink at all, or they can hold their alcohol well.

-Has gained fame as both as a detective world wide and citywide, AND in Pacific Bay as a co owner of a movie and had their cases featured in another movie! I’d assume their movies are out by S3 or by S5.

-Magic hands, anything damaged can get so well repaired its like it was never broken, or the partners and the suspects are just trying to make the player not feel bad lol

-They seem to not mind… leftovers, or anything that is edible but looks or taste unappealing… I mean, if we get a burger everytime a prisoner gives up their prison slop to the player, does that imply they ate it no problemo??

Sidenote: it feels like I’m putting the player on a pedestal at some parts… I assure you I’m not trying to 🥲🥲

Sorry, it took so long for me to answer this! I FINALLY found the time to sit down, read and react to it!

And to start this off: HOLY SHIT!😲 (I mean this in the best way possible!)

(Live footage of me giving this post as much love as possible. Yes, I am secretly an alien gremlin!😉)

I'm going to try to go through each section at a time, so prepare for a long post!

-Sometimes, I wonder if anyone else has training when it comes to the forensic kit... I remember Jack claiming to be a pro at the vacuum tool, but we NEVER see him use it! Or any of our partners, for that matter!🙄

-It wouldn't surprise me if the player was psychic! Or at least partly! I don't think I've seen anyone make a psychic player OC yet, but it would be an interesting concept!

-After everything the player has seen, even just in the first season alone, it's no surprise they know how to keep their cool!

(At least Isaac got more confident at dealing with Finley! Though we can't blame him for being scared of Mad Dog!)

-Kicking down a door is no easy task! (Not that I've ever tried it.) So the player must try to keep themself in shape! And clearly, they don't skip leg day!🦾🦿

-I wish I had the player's memory sometimes... My working memory is slowly going downhill! And yeah, remembering something as minor as someone wearing rice makeup from months ago is impressive! Esapiclly considering everything that's happened between the cases!

-I have the theory that if CC had continued, we would have been recruited into the GIA or another secret spy agency like we were for the Bureau! After all, their resume would be as impressive as it is long!

-Some characters could learn from the player and their ability to control their temper... (*cough* Frank *cough*)

-I can see where your friend got the "Mary Sue" idea from. The player is constantly being praised for their work, but they still make mistakes and learn from them, like you said!

-Forget 20/20 vision; the player has the best eyes in the world! They must be the champion in Eye Spy and Hidden Object games!

-If the player ever decided to change careers, they could be a therapist! Or an anger management coach!

-With how busy the player is, it's unsurprising they don't have time to be up-to-date with some things...

As for the S4 thing, I like the idea of the player being from away and not knowing about Concordian celebrities, unlike their partners!

-In conjunction with the strength one, the player must take care of themself by eating well (ignoring all the free hamburgers they get...) and staying active!

-I think it's stated that the team worked together to defeat Capecchi and his men, but the player obviously knows how to handle a gun in order to stand their ground against them!

-Well, Jones did crash at least once that we know of, unlike the player...😉

-With how good the player is implied to be, I bet they would win employee of the month every month! Move over, Sponge Bob! We've got a new champ in town!

-Sometimes, I wish we had dialogue options just to see the jokes and witty remarks the player could make!

-The player must have the patience of a saint to put up with some of the people and things they have to deal with!

-For the amount of shit they find themself in, the player knows a thing or two about how to get out of it and drag others out with them!

-Given that Rita looked like she was on fire while eating the salsa, the player either has a steal tongue or no feeling in it to handle eating all that spice!

-I like to think the player is good with children too. After all, almost every time we meet a child in the game, they seem to love the player!

-I can't see how your friend came to the homophobic conclusion either! The player works with several LGBTQ+ teammates and interacts with even more LGBTQ+ characters outside the teams! Are we sure they played the same CC game?

-The player is one of the game's most empathetic people. Even after so much death and pain, they still are. And they know how to stay professional when working on a sensitive case.

-I'd count it as evidence of them being good at undercover work! They're also constantly undercover in S6 and manage to fool nearly everyone they meet!

-I've always wondered about the timeline for solving a case... I swear they finish every case within a shift! I think the only one I canonly recall taking more than a day was Anatomy of Murder when Jones talks about reading his book before bed during chapters 2&1 (I think...).

-The player has a heart of gold, and it's a miracle they still do by the end of the series!✨

-They must be LOADED! But if people keep giving them free money on top of their job income, it's no surprise they probably don't have to worry about money!

-With all the clothes and accessories they get throughout the series, they could have a whole floor in their house dedicated to their closet! Hopefully, they donate anything they no longer want.

-A common theme among OC players is that they always have a secret past! I'm sure someone must have made one with a past as a thief or something to help explain how they're so good at picking locks!

-Agreed. They are only allowed to participate in hide-and-go-seek by being the timekeeper.

-The player must live off of coffee, energy drinks, or SOMETHING to be so energetic! I know I wouldn't be so excited to do extra work by helping people after solving a murder! I hope they get extended vacations to make it even!

-Player, spreading positivity wherever they go!✨

-They better get paid WELL for everything they do for their job, teammates, cities and citizens!

-They've got nerves of steel and the bravery of a god to stand up against so much higher authority! They've even talked back to royalty before, too!

-For how often they search through the trash, they either have no sense of smell or the strongest stomach in the world!

-The player's case record is unbeatable! And they solved all those cases in under a decade, according to the undefined timeline!

-I think the drink thing stopped after S2 (or at least I don't remember it happening as much after that season), but they are still often invited for drinks one way or another!

-I'll never know how they weren't recognized in S7, given how famous they are! For changing to such a secret job when they joined the supernatural hunters, it's a surprise they weren't recognized! Especially considering we run into past characters!🤔

-The player is probably the first person people go to after breaking something! We'll never know how they manage to fix things so perfectly! Unless they really ARE magic!🤔

-The player never does say no to free food... Even when they really should! How they never got food poisoning (Jones flashback intensify) will remain a mystery!

-Don't worry; other characters put the player on a pedestal for us!😉

Phew! That was a workout! Hopefully, we didn't lose you guys!😅

I can tell you put a lot of work into this, so let me be the first to say good job!🥳✨

NOW TAKE A BREAK! You deserve it after creating this doc!

You captured a lot of the player's traits and successes! And I look forward to seeing what others think about your analysis! And if there's anything they think should be added! After all, it is always helpful to have some extra input!😊

[nostalgebraist]

i find it kinda funny that whenever i read your works i imagine some ambient puzzle-box tv show type stuff playing but the actual music you listen to while writing them is dorky geeky stuff

[for context, since I sat on this ask for a few days: IIUC it was a reaction to me posting this]

Yeah, I find it kind of funny myself – see here where I describe my Almost Nowhere writing playlist as "cringe."

(Although, that said, the first track on that AN playlist was "174 Hours" from the Legion soundtrack, which may be an instance of "ambient puzzle-box TV show type stuff"? Depends on what exactly you mean by that phrase.)

I think the reason for this stylistic disconnect may be a difference in what the writer experiences vs. what the reader does?

Like, I realize in the abstract that I tend to write stuff that requires close concentration to follow, and that gives the reader a lot of mysteries to ponder and dots to connect, and so forth. But relative to a typical reader, I don't find these elements dominating the overall "feel" of the stories in my head, because I know a lot more about what's going on.

And on the other hand, the big dramatic peaks of the stories loom large in my mind even when I'm writing scenes that precede them (and even if the scene I'm writing is very low-key or unemotional in nature), whereas obviously a first-time reader has no way knowing what it is that I'm building up to, even if they can catch that something is being foreshadowed.

So on net, the mood I associate with writing these stories (relative to the mood typically associated with reading them) is shifted away from mystery and abstract intellectual challenge, and toward "big, cool, explosive events" and stuff like that – which is why certain kinds of video game soundtracks feel so apropos to me.

Even on top of that, there are additional factors related to the experience of writing per se, and how it differs from reading.

For one thing, writing is simply much more difficult than reading, which biases things in the direction of high-energy, exciting "motivation music" of the sort that might be helpful for pushing yourself harder at the gym or something.

And then also, writing something that you want to write, and which you have imagined and planned to some extent beforehand, is inherently a "big, cool, explosive event" from the writer's perspective – like, whoa, I'm finally getting to actually write this scene! It's been locked up in my head for months – but no longer! It's happening!!! To some extent every scene I write is a "dramatic peak" in this way, for me personally, even if it's not a dramatic peak of the story itself.

[yuurei20]

Idia Facts Part 40: Idia, Kalim and Tradition

While Kalim seems like the antithesis to Idia himself (Idia ranks him as first among NRC’s most cheerful characters), he does not seem to hold Kalim’s extroverted nature against him, saying that he knew Kalim has the best intentions when trying to throw him an additional banquet after his birthday party.

When Kalim comments, "There's nothing geeky about sharing things you enjoy" Idia responds, "the worst part is that I know you sincerely believe that."

Idia has no patience for tradition—similar to Jamil—saying that “Traditions are pointless. We gotta keep things updated so technology doesn’t leave us in the dust.”

Idia argues in favor of setting a new precedent for the traditional Starsending event (so that he will not have to participate), but Crowley insists, “What the Starsending requires is a respect for tradition.”

Idia is not impressed by the hand-crafted guide in Harveston, saying that “It’d be more helpful AND user-friendly if the map was a touchscreen," and refers to a Harveston traditional food as “jank,” but he enjoys the traditional clothes they wear because they are similar to what is worn by characters in one of his favorite anime.

Idia gives a significant upgrade to a wood-splitter used by Epel’s grandmother, saying that it is going to revolutionize the logging industry.

Worried that she will not be able to actually use it, Marja has him downgrade it back to how it was before.

Idia has unfavorable opinions about the traditional city watch in Fleur City, saying security cameras, sensors and digital solutions could manage their money and peacekeeping efforts, but, “I guess you’re not supposed to change up traditions. That’s like the whole point.”

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One Cup of Chaos (1082 words) by blrbbn Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Will Byers & Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler Additional Tags: Sassy Mike Wheeler, Will Byers Gets a Break, Funny, Comedy, Mike Wheeler is a Mess, Will Byers Deserves Love, Episode: Flirting With Social Anxiety, Author Is Sleep Deprived

Summary:

Okay, so this was a headcanon I came up with recently. I imagined Mike as this kinda silly, slightly dumbass, but super sassy barista just doing his thing behind the counter. Then in walks Will, all awkward and new to the coffee world. He orders something but then casually drops the bomb that he’s never had coffee before. Mike just stares at him like, “Are you for real?”—eyebrow raised, full attitude. Will’s like, “Uhm… yeah? Is that a problem?” Cue an awkward but hilarious silent staring match.

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Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now? -Byler (1005 words) by exorcixst_wxffles Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Joyce Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Karen Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley Additional Tags: Depressed Will Byers, Gay, Gay Panic, References to Depression, Title from a The Smiths Song

Summary:

I’m quiet and geeky, I dress in awkward jeans and flannels, and I paint and draw.

But the weirdest thing about me is that I like my best friend: Mike Wheeler.

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Cover it all up with lies (4049 words) by OHSHC_Trash_14 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, One sided Mike Wheeler/Eddie Munson, Implied Lucas Sinclair/Max Mayfield, Joyce/Hopper is also mentioned for about two seconds Characters: Mike Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Will Byers, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Steve Harrington, other stranger things characters mentioned Additional Tags: Depression, Suicide Attempt, Internalized Homophobia, Unrequited Love, Additionally: unrequited love but it's not unrequited they're just stupid, Canon Compliant, Past Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, how many issues can I give Mike Wheeler in one fic, Implied/Vaguely mentioned eating disorder, also Mike was originally supposed to have a very visible birthmark on his face and I put that in here because I like it, not like he doesn't have enough to be insecure about already, excessive use of commas, Byler having emotional moments in rainstorms, Author may be projecting onto Mike Wheeler a little bit, Max is disabled as a result of getting Vecna-d

Summary:

He knows he doesn’t deserve it. He doesn’t deserve Will. Because Will would think Mike was disgusting if he knew the truth. They all would.

Mike doesn't want to grow up. He doesn't want to have these feelings. He can only think of one way to put an end to them.

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Mike's Doll (5140 words) by Cerebral_Sinner Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler Additional Tags: bimbofication, Feminization, Anal Sex, Power Exchange

Summary:

Will Byers, now living in California and immersed in the world of AR design, spends his days building digital masks and surreal filters while quietly wrestling with the traumas of his past. When Mike Wheeler unexpectedly reaches out, complimenting a filter inspired by their shared trauma, their reconnection evolves from tentative messages to emotionally charged exchanges, and finally into a deeply intimate, sexually charged roleplay centered around Will’s submissive alter ego, “Doll.” What begins as a digital fantasy soon spills into reality: Will undergoes dramatic physical transformations—lip fillers, voice training, surgeries—to become Doll in body as well as mind, all while hiding the truth from Mike. When the two finally meet in person after years apart, Mike is stunned to find Doll standing in his doorway, a living embodiment of the fantasies he thought were only a game.

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Like Honey (1167 words) by 90sVenom Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Dustin Henderson Additional Tags: Wisdom Teeth, Funny, Established Relationship, Established Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler Loves Will Byers, Will Byers Loves Mike Wheeler, Unfiltered Will Byers, Inappropriate Humor, No Smut, talking about sex, Title from a Dixon Dallas Song Summary:

“How was it, sweetie?” Joyce asked, looking back at her kicking son.

“Bad,” Will admitted. “They won’t let me see Mike! Mike! My man! Needa see him. Needa see him, bad!”

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Will gets his wisdom teeth out and they're trying to keep the love monster away from him.

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Eavesdrop/Nightmare: May 14 & 15 Prompts from @calaisreno

The mail he’d retrieved from 221B has now sat on Harry’s kitchen table for three days. He’d felt drained that first evening, and couldn’t get himself to care enough to summon the energy to look through it; he figured after a night’s sleep he’d be able to focus on it in the morning. Except that he hadn’t felt that he wanted to start the day with the mail, not knowing if it would then throw the rest of the day off-kilter: best to tackle it at the end of the day.

Except that the white envelopes had glared too brightly in the kitchen light that evening, making his eyes hurt, and when he turned down the lights, the pile seemed best left alone in the halftoned dimness.

When he had sat down today with a ham and cheese sandwich at lunch time, Harry had loomed over him, set down a rubbish bin, and pointed at the pile, her eyes narrowed.

 “It’s not going to sort itself, John,” she says, as she sits down opposite him. “Maybe sorting out the pile will get you sorted.”

He takes a bite of his sandwich and screws up his face. “Ha, ha, very funny, Harry.”

“Here, little brother. I bet I can coax you with one of these,” she says, pulling a chocolate orange from her pocket and detaching a slice. “For every handful you get through, I’ll give you a slice as a reward.”

“Omigod, Harry, I’m not five years old.”

She raises an eyebrow at him. “Prove it. Chin up, Johnny.”

John grimaces. “All right. But I want a chocolate slice up front, in addition to the one that comes after I get through a stack.”

She rolls her eyes. “Okay. Deal.” She picks up three envelopes and places a chocolate piece on top and hands them over, and gets back up. “I’m gonna make a cuppa – do you want one?” 

“Of course, thanks.”

John chews and sorts, and sorts and chews; most of the pieces of mail do end up being binned. He sets aside a few that are from former clients; two of them had cheques inside. He’s been separating out what are likely to be condolence cards, and looks askance at them when he’s done. 

Harry nods approvingly, handing him a chocolate orange slice. He sighs. She hands him a second slice, and he gives her a sheepish whisper of a smile. 

What’s left are various advertising circulars for neighborhood stores and local take-away menus. In some ways these make him sadder than the stack of condolence cards. He can’t bring himself to bin any of those items and pushes them aside, and idly pulls a multi-page brochure toward himself. It’s glossy and expensive, like part of an informational campaign for the latest flash Mercedes or BMW, and has a full-scale photo of a moto-cross athlete off in some canyon area, who has made a spectacular leap from an outcropping with his machine, hanging in mid-air.

"What’s that?” Harry asks.

John shrugs, “Some sort of impact absorbent material for athletes.”

“For athletes?” she teases. “Then how’d you get on their mailing list? Your rugby days are a bit beyond you, mate.”

“Ah, sod off, Harry. I dunno," he says, flipping through the pages and seeing all the images of lab equipment and white coats. "Maybe it was something Sherlock was into. Looks like geeky chemistry stuff.”

“That may be so, but it’s your name on the address, not his.”

“Maybe because I was his blogger. Who cares? It’s not relevant to anything,” he says dismissively, tossing it in the bin.

“Well, here’s the rest of the orange. I’ve got things to do, and places to be. I’ll see you later this evening, probably after dinner time, yeah?”

“Sure, no problem. See you later.”

John reaches for the chocolate, a ragged, pensive mood settling in. He looks down at the brochure lying on top of the other discards in the bin, and then slowly turns to look intently at the stack of condolence cards. Reluctantly, he goes back-and-forth once more, and then stills.

Bodies flying through the air. Bodies falling. Bodies crashing. The familiar stuff of his nightmares. But something tweaks inside his head, and he tries to refocus on whatever fleeting point has flickered on, then off, before he can catch hold of it.

Bodies flying through the air, wearing protective material. Bodies falling, buffered by protective material. Bodies crashing, withstanding the impact due to protective material.

No! he says emphatically to himself, as his mind suggests that maybe, just maybe, his flying detective might have been similarly outfitted. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Of course not. It’s absurd to think that. After all, he saw Sherlock’s body up close, felt for a pulse that wasn’t there.

He tries to calm his breathing, and to think logically, and not let his mind race along imaginary paths. No, of course not. Even if Sherlock had been wearing something like this, it doesn’t mean he survived the fall. And if he had, why would he have let everyone think him dead?

Just a magic trick, John.

John suddenly stands up and shakes his head in frustration. Is he finally going 'round the twist?

Surely, there would have been a sign. He looks down at the brochure, full of images of athletes doing extreme sports, and soldiers, and probably stunt people from motion pictures.

He walks over to the sitting room so that he can grab a sofa cushion, and then furiously punches it over and over and over again, hurls it across the room in disgust when he’s finished, and then collapses into the nearest chair.

Maybe he should he talk to someone? Who would he talk to? Mycroft? Um, no, he snorts. As if that fucker would ever give a straight answer. Plus he’d probably have him sectioned on the spot. Mrs. Hudson? What if there are other oddities to be accounted for? Even if she didn’t turn him away from her doorstep, looking at him pityingly, it probably wouldn’t do to discuss such things at Baker Street. Big brother was probably still eavesdropping, because, why not? Does a leopard change its spots?

And then the picture of Anderson showing up on his doorstep a few weeks back floats into his mind. It was a few weeks back, yeah? What had Anderson said? Something about Sherlock not being dead and his having picked up traces that showed that he’d been in Europe. At least John thinks that's what he said. The roaring in his ears before he smashed Anderson’s nose might have distorted whatever the tosser had been going on about. 

Disbelievingly, John thinks: Perhaps he should go to see Anderson? Maybe, John says to himself, shaking his head in doubt, a sour taste in his mouth. Surely not, he responds.

But what if what Anderson has to say isn't impossible; only improbable? John has no idea what to do. At this moment, for now, the only decision he's capable of making . . . is no decision at all.

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Sitophillia - Johnathon Ohnn (NON-CON)

"Sitophilia can also include sexual arousal caused by erotic situations involving food. This may comprise many different types of activity, including those who...Drink bodily fluids (such as semen) after it has been blended into other foods following masturbation."

Additional tags - Non con voyeurism, stalking, stealing clothes, olfactophillia, work place harrasement, unwanted non-sexual touching, worship, sacrelidge, yandere, obsession.

Reader's sex and gender is not specified.

Jonathan Ohnn had to be one of the creepiest and most annoying people you had the displeasure of working with at Alchemax. The way his eyes were always on you, blatantly ravishing you in his mind. You didn't even need to actually look at him to tell that his eyes were boring into you; you could feel the heat and the tension every time you were around him. He would constantly try to talk to you, always mumbling and looking into your soul with that geeky cheeky smile; it reminded you of a wolf in sheep's clothing. In those moments, He was trying and failing to keep his composure. It was obvious to everyone but him that he was on the very of fangirling. You had no idea what his particular obsession was with you; sure, you were super nice to him when you first started the job, but you were like that to everyone! His creepy, incessant advances and comments beat it out of you. Now, all you can do is regard him with an air of disgust and disinterest. It didn't perturb him; no, if anything, it egged him on. He must have some degradation kink he's unwillingly roped you into by merely existing.

It was getting to you because even when you're alone, you start to feel his aura. Sometimes you'd feel his phantom touch over your shoulders or hips; sometimes, you'd feel a puff of his breath on the back of your neck, causing a full-body shiver to rip through you. Even though he was very much alive, his ghost haunted you constantly.

Jonathan Ohnn's sickening devotion did come with its perks, though. Every morning, he would bring you a drink from Starbucks along with some pastry. It was always different, but it was always perfect; it's almost like he was able to read your mind, shifting around the pages that made up your book to see every intimate detail. It made your skin crawl how good he was at knowing you. Sometimes, he would bring you breakfast food from some fast food drive-in. You always told him you didn't want him to do that, even tried to pay him back or help with other work on his plate, but he always refused, and who were you to let good food go to waste? Today, you were especially thankful for his gifts. It was Monday, and the skies decided to pour a whole ocean's worth of rain upon New York. You had also ended up being late, meaning when you finally got to work, you almost got into a car crash because of hydroplaning. The parking lot was absolutely packed to the brim. The only parking spaces available were at the very back of the lot, forcing you to take a couple minutes to reach the entrance of the building. You felt like a cartoon character the way you were dripping wet. The blow of the overhead air conditioning didn't help the chill from biting your bones, flesh itchy with ice water.

Quickly, you made your way to the women's laboratory, thankful that there were showers in there, as well as a sauna. You could heat up a bit before returning to the freezing office space.

The red glow of the sauna, combined with the heat, made you want to fall right back asleep. Sadly, you knew you couldn't, so you went to take a shower and got redressed in a spare outfit you always kept in your locker for days exactly like this.

You made it to your office, but no one was there to berate you about being late since you were the only person in your department. Well, there was one person there, of course, it was Ohnn. He sat off to the side on your couch, curled over himself, elbows on his knees as his left foot tapped away. Most likely anxious about your late arrival.

His head popped up once he heard you take the first step into the office, that toothy, desperate smile already plastered cheek to cheek. "Oh, uh, good morning! I was so worried; where were you?!"

His whiny-pitched voice grated your ears this particular morning. Near-death experiences and an empty stomach didn't mix well to cope with his presence.

"I slept through my first alarm-" you answer curtly, walking over to your desk and hanging your bag on the wall.

"My car had hydroplaned, then I had to walk from the back of the parking lot to here-" The desk chair was pulled from your seat by Ohnn, who stood next to you, wringing his hands and looking down at your seated form with exasperated worry.

"I had to shower and get redressed, and now I'm here." You sigh, fully done explaining the last hour of your morning. Your head fell into your hands, soothing yourself by carding into your hair.

Realization dawned upon you-

"Wait, how did you get into my office before me? I always lo-"

"I have your drink right here! Since today's a rainy day, I thought a hot London fog would be perfect. And maybe a breakfast sandwich or two. Don't worry; I told them not to put that cheese sauce you hate on them. Just the way you like it!"

Johnathon beamed down at you, scooching the treats in front of you, trying to side-track you from your question. Whatever, you're not suprised he broke in. There's nothing valuable in here anyway for him to snatch.

"Thank you, I really don't want you to do this, please; I mean of course I appreciate it, but-"

He cut you off again.

"No, no, the pleasures are all mine! Really, I enjoy doing this; making sure you eat is important to me!"

He punctuated this by slowly sliding his hand to the back of your neck to your left shoulder. It made you tense and shoot heat to your face. The hairs where he ghosted stood in their wake.

"Ergh- John, whatever, get outta here."

He said nothing, simply smiling at you before leaving, giving another wolfy smile as he closed the door behind him.

Finally, peace and quiet.

Jonathon ducked into the male laboratory in a hurry, pulling his phone from his pocket as he slammed open a stall and shoved himself inside. Luckily, no one ever used this restroom since it was so far from everyone's departments, allowing him to be completely alone.

Unbeknownst to you, Jonathon wasn't just some guy at your work who had a heavy crush on you; he was completely and utterly consumed by his obsession and lust for you. He had installed cameras in your office since he started to bring you his offerings every morning. He imagined it like bringing coin or goods to the statue of a God; he was your disciple, loyal to you, worshipping you without your knowledge. Did you feel him in those moments? Where he laid in his bed, praying to you and rubbing himself spent in your name? Did you think of him? Dream of him?

The thought of you even acknowledging his existence shot hot arousal into his groin, hardly able to keep his head on long enough to open his spy cam app.

Thank God he hadn't missed a thing; you were about to take your first sip of the week, and his mouth watered, knowing his love was spilled into this cup and every cup before that. He wondered if you could taste him, if it made you fall for him like some twisted love potion. He adored the fact that a part of him was inside you always and forever.

He slipped his cock out from the slit in his boxers, pumping furiously like his life depended on it. Your name left his mouth like a mantra, begging for you, entirely enraptured with your lips kissing the brim of the cup to steal another sip. Ohnn's mind gave him flashes of feelings and imagery of how your lips would feel tightening around his length, swallowing him in like you were designed for it. He could see your eyes peering up at him from your the spot between his legs. He would feel all-powerful, knowing he could dominate something so divine.

He reached into his lab coat, letting his phone rest on the meat of his thigh, fishing out your tee shirt that he always kept on him. He was thankful for the depths of his pockets that allowed him to carry his totem of you wherever he went.

The cloth was pressed to his face, eyes rolling back to his head and his toes curling. The muscles of his calves and thighs tightened as the scent of you curled and kissed into his senses. He loved the smell of your body spray, but he loved your natural musk more.

It drove him crazy, animalistic. He had stolen much of your attire, only small things though, of course, your sleep shirts and used underwear, things that were cheap, and you wouldn't know were missing. He had a sweater wrapped around his pillows at home, plenty of spare shirts, and used lip balm and toothpicks in his work desk, of course, locked away for his eyes only.

Your scent was better than any perfume or cologne, smelled stronger than any meal man could create, and was more intoxicating than any aphrodisiac known on earth.

He wondered if he could tell how much you drove him crazy.

His orgasm approached suddenly and shockingly, so powerful he couldn't catch himself in time to suppress his whiny, needy moans and your name from rushing from his throat. Tears had escaped his eyes, leaking from the corners from the power of his climax. He smiled, tears streaming, chest heaving, watching you tilt your head back to get the last drops of London fog from the bottom of your cup.

Could you taste him now?

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What is First Kill about?

Summary: "Falling in love is tricky for teens Juliette and Calliope because one's a vampire and the other's a vampire hunter -- and both are ready to make their first kill." Source: Rotten Tomatoes

Source: First Kill (2022)

Cast:

Sarah Catherine Hook - Juliette Fairmont

Imani Lewis - Calliope "Cal" Burns

Gracie Dzienny - Elinor Fairmont

Elizabeth Mitchell - Margot Fairmont

Aubin Wise - Talia Burns

Additional information: Despite ending in cliffhangers, First Kill was cancelled and will not get a season two. Netflix cancelled it after they decided the completion rate wasn't high enough.

What is My Babysitter's a Vampire about?

Source: My Babysitter's a Vampire

Summary: "Geeky teen Ethan Morgan has a hot baby sitter, which most teenage boys would think is a good thing. The only problem is that Ethan's baby sitter, Sarah, is half-vampire (hence the show's title). Sarah drags Ethan and his pals, Benny and Rory (who was recently turned into a vampire himself), into a world of supernatural battles against creatures from their nightmares in order to save their town from vampires. Sarah hopes to one day become human again so she can save her soul -- and so she can spend less time protecting the geeky trio." Source: Rotten Tomatoes

Cast:

Vanessa Morgan - Sarah

Matthew Knight - Ethan Morgan

Atticus Mitchell - Benny

Cameron Kennedy - Rory

Kate Todd - Erica

Additional information: Taking place just before the tv show, there was a movie by the same name. Disappointingly, the tv show was cancelled after two seasons because they were unable to renew the international license.

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He found a singing yellow Jasmine

Chapter One of Uncomplicated Mi Amor

My entire masterlist and blog is for readers 18 and up, MDNI

Word Count: approx 2k

Summary: Jasmine has come to her best friend’s wedding. It’s a lot. Javier finds where the music is coming from and sees something wonderful.

Warnings: meet cute at a wedding?, mentions of singing (it's one of my other hobbies ok?), eww Dan, a pensive Javi, kids man, shoes and how to get them to work for you (cue geeky finger guns)

Notes: Nerdie is not serious with these tags, only like two of them maybe. We're at the beginning, no worries. Everything is fine. No seriously it is. 👀 Trust me a little?

Main Masterlist/ Javier Pena Masterlist

The short breeze is gone much too soon as Jasmine sits on a bench outside of the wedding venue of her best friend Eliana and her new husband Issac. After performing the song her friend had wanted her to sing, she made her way slowly to the back of the wedding hall and slipped out as the bouquet was being thrown. The humidity extended not only to the outside but also the inside as well. There had been air conditioning and fans but the sheer number of people made it impossible to cool down. 

Jasmine slips off her shoes a moment and rests her feet on top of the small rhinestones that dot her otherwise brown wedge heels. The tactile sensation is calming in addition to running her hands along her cotton dress. She hadn’t been able to do either as removing one’s shoes isn’t really socially acceptable and the hands appeared to give her tablemate Dan the wrong impression as he came looking for her and she was escaping from him too. She began humming to herself, nothing that was an actual song, just something to have some noise. As much as the sheer number of people and their noises had bothered her, sitting in complete silence makes her anxious. 

Drawn by the sound and the sight of a place to sit after leaning against the tree, Javier shook off the back of his jacket and unbuttoned a second button of his powder blue dress shirt. He’d come as a favor to both his father and his sheriff. Loredo is a place where the community matters and after Columbia and his former life as a DEA agent, Pena was happy to belong to something where functioning as part of a group was valued over individual results. It took some adjusting on his part even being back a year, but he was making headway. He just didn’t really enjoy social settings as much as he once did, always with the past here, never forgetting Lorraine. Thankfully most people saw through that after a while and a different issue arose: his reputation as a womanizer. Which was untrue, he enjoyed the company of different women sometimes and no promises were made. If assumptions were, it wasn’t on his part.

Chucho and the sheriff, Jimmy, went back quite a ways. Javier was listless when her first arrived home for the second time, saying he wasn’t going anywhere this time. He’s home permanently. Chucho was happy but it concerned him after a few months. His son was rarely seen off the ranch, so came his call to Jimmy to see if there was a deputy sheriff job open for the younger Peña. Thankfully there was and it took some convincing on both men’s parts but soon Javier was part of the sheriff’s department. It was good for Javier to see and interact with more people, social functions were still a hurdle. 

Peña felt that overall, he was definitely a different man than in Columbia. That Javi wasn’t needed here. He could be lighter if people would stop reminding him of what he’d been through and what they heard or assumed.

Following the soft voice, he sees the back of a woman in a bright yellow dress, her shoes off her feet and she’s currently taking her hair down. It’s black, coily and expands to three the size of the bun it was in. He makes sure to walk around the bench so she can see him as he approaches. Her full lips are painted a muted pink and she has gold eyeshadow with round cheeks and a chin. The singer’s skin had been loved by the sun more than his with toffee expanding from beyond her dress. 

“Hola (hello), mind if I sit next to you hermosa (gorgeous)?” A flash of his trademark grin has her scoot over, nearly into the arm end of the bench. Her smile is nervous and he doesn’t want her to be, nor did he want her to move over at all. “You didn’t need to move. I’ve got plenty of room.” He gives it a beat to see if she’ll move back to her original spot and take back her space, when she doesn’t, he decides to ask, despite getting the feeling he might be intruding. This woman has got him curious, wondering usually isn’t a bad thing for him. “What song were you singing? It drew me over from my tree. It sounded beautiful.” He sat down and was looking forward when he began the question, turning to his left where she sat. 

Jasmine felt more overheated than when she first came outside. A stranger, a tall and handsome stranger had sat down next to her and was now saying he’d heard her singing. He’d also called it beautiful and if she wasn’t mistaken he called her hermosa. That part could be just him being polite. Moving back over and closer to her shoes, she kept a distance from him, but not as much as before. “It wasn’t any song really. Just something I was singing to fill in the silence.” Her hands are flat against her thighs, ready to start running across the fabric of her dress again, the soft cotton always feels good on her palms. Meeting his gaze had her mouth run dry, the sandy tone to his skin contrasted with more papaya tones in his neck. Dark hair and kind eyes behind a gold pair of aviators perched on his curved nose. Tourmaline waves parted on the left side of his crown were matched by his bold eyebrows and thick mustache. His lips were a lace pink and plush. The sunlight made the sweat along his neck glimmer, accentuating its definition. The light blue shirt made the reds and browns in his skin stand out even more. “Did you need to get some fresh air too?” She asked, he could be doing that, escaping someone like she was doing or something else entirely. Now she was curious too, about this man who’d chosen to sit next to her.

“It sounded like it could have been a song. I needed some air too. Too damn hot in there and a lot of people. They all love it and it is a wonderful ceremony. You also sang that Aretha Franklin song perfectly, I get why they asked you to do it.”

Laughing, Jasmine held onto the bench, she didn’t need to touch her dress so far. “It’s what happens when you make the mistake of letting your best friend talk you into going to karaoke ten years ago and she never forgets. Who remembers something like that?” Javier laughs knowing he would have punched Steve if he at any point would have mentioned going anywhere near any karaoke bar. He gets it. 

“Why did you agree then?”

“Well, the hope is she’s only getting married once and she’s my best friend. It was a fairly big ask, but not a huge one.” She hesitates before speaking, “My name’s Jasmine. What’s yours? Unless you’re trying to be a man of mystery at a wedding.” That one gives Javier a deep belly laugh. That’s a first to be called a man of mystery.

“I could say the same of you, an unknown singer in a lemon yellow dress.” Javier removes his aviators with a neck roll and that same grin from when he first sat down. “Name’s Javier, but call me Javi.” Jasmine can’t help but snort, covering her mouth to muffle how loud the sound is. On instinct, his hand reaches for hers and moves away from her face, her lips touch his knuckles, leaving a smear of their pigment on his skin. “Lo siento pero (I’m sorry but), don’t hide. Your snort is cute.” Her chuckle remains, holding Javier’s hand. He’s gentle and told her that something she feels very self-conscious about, is cute. She appreciates this almost as much as when he told her not to hide. Lowering her hand to her thigh, Javier ensured her hand was on the bottom so he wouldn’t be overstepping.

”Thank you.” She wasn’t sure what else to say. Really there was so much Jasmine could compliment him for and it’s been less than five minutes since she met the man. She found herself leaning toward Javier, touching her shoulder with his when Rosa, Issac’s daughter and one of the flower girls ran up and tapped her on the shoulder while calling her name.

“Tía (aunt) Jazz! Tía Jazz, mama wants you in more pictures! Your bright yellow is gonna go in the middle!” Rosa squealed as she bounced around the bench and took hold of Jasmine’s free arm. “Why don’t you have your shoes on? Tía Jazz you’re silly.” The three of them laughed and the little girl released Jasmine’s arm. “You gotta put your shoes back on.”

“I know Rosa. I’ll be there shortly. Let your mama and papa know okay?” With a kiss to her forehead, the flower giggled. 

Javier smiled at the two of them. “I’ll make sure your aunt makes it inside with her shoes on pequeña (little one). Te lo prometo (I promise you).” Rosa tilted her head and seemed to be questioning if he really was going to. 

“Sí (Yes).” She shot a look to her aunt and leaned close to Javier but was not adept at whispering. “Sea amable con mi tía (Be nice to my aunt). Estoy observándote (I’m watching you).” Javier nodded and put his free hand over his chest to which Rosa had a wide smile of approval showing off a missing tooth. She bounced off in the same direction as she came leaving Jasmine and Javier alone again.

“Your niece seems fun and cares a great deal about you hermosa. Sounds like I’ll need to be careful.” Pena released her hand with a soft laugh and stood up. Jasmine thought he was going to go back inside but he didn’t. Instead, he moved in front of her. “I can help you get your shoes on Jasmine. Little Rose did tell me to be nice, though I’m always nice to ladies.” He regretted the last part of that sentence because it was a bit too much information. 

Blinking, she shook her head, “No, I can get them back…” Jasmine thought for a moment. This is likely one of those moments Eliana keeps reminding me about. He’s showing more of an interest in offering to help me with something. I should accept, right? And, I was okay with him touching my hands earlier. If it’s too weird, I’ll just tell him to stop. Javier seems like he would listen. I think. “On second thought, I could use some help with them.” Squatting down, Javi picks up one wedge and holds it one hand, sliding the other up her ankle and calf as the shoe goes on her foot. Her palms press into her thighs, not to soothe, but to distract her from the sensation spreading from her lower belly up. Repeating the same motions with the opposite foot, both of her shoes are on and he rises, offering her a hand. Jasmine meets his gaze and he points to her lips.

“Your lipstick smudged. Once we go in you should fix it before your pictures.” Javier suggests and Jasmine nods as she stands.

“Gracias (Thank you) Javi.” Placing her hand in his again, they made their way back to the festivities. Javier would keep to his word he gave her little niece and he found he didn’t feel like bolting out of this wedding anymore.

Chapter Two

Wedding crashers: @guelyury @yorksgirl @fhatbhabiee @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @javierpena-inatacvest

@theywhowriteandknowthings @chaithetics @megamindsecretlair @soft-persephone @soft-girl-musings

@maggiemayhemnj @magpiepills @bishtrouille @vivian-pascal

[knickynoo]

I had gotten that Michael J. Fox "Rolling Stone" a while ago, and I recently acquired another magazine with an interview with him. It's the January 1988 edition of "Interview."

Here it is in its special plastic pouch. It also arrived carefully packed in three of those sturdy, flat cardboard boxes to ensure it arrived without damage. I was opening it and just kept finding more packaging with every layer of tape I cut through, lol.

First of all, this magazine is huge. Here it is next to a regular-sized magazine (Also featuring MJF that I picked up at the checkout line at a grocery store a few months ago)

Some highlights from the interview, along with several pictures I'd never seen before:

The interviewer mentions being enthusiastically greeted by Michael's dog, Burnaby, before the two of them lead the way through the house. He writes, "I followed as the two pranced down the hall. One of them let out a bark."

I'm telling you. Almost every interview with Michael from the 80s mentions that he would spontaneously get up and just start "bopping" around the room, pacing, sitting in different places, etc. There was an old interview with Meredith Baxter (Elyse on Family Ties) who was talking about Michael and said something along the lines of, "I love that boy, but he just doesn't slow down for a second. He's always in a whirlwind of motion." And she goes on to say that he's always buzzing around wildly on the set and mentions a moment when he excitedly presented her with Christmas gifts that were all unwrapped because he couldn't be bothered to sit still long enough to wrap them.

Makes me think of how, in his new documentary, Still, he mentions how he was never able to stay still. This is very much evident in all these interviews!

Michael, on his perception of himself: "I've always thought of myself as small. Geeky. Ferretlike." What a description.

Can't help but wonder exactly what point of the show that was, where that happened to him.

One of my favorite photos of him! I'd never known where it was from and had also never seen the full image.

This was a very neat find and addition to my collection.

[wyntereyez]

There's still a few hours of Elijah Kamski's birthday left, so I'm gonna boost a couple of my fics.

For April Fools Day, I posted a story called Aspects, in which Elijah regained control of CyberLife and discovered six android 'duplicates' of himself - only, they weren't exact duplicates: one was a sexbot, one a YK, one a geeky version of his younger self, and then a trio of oddities: a doll-sized Elijah, a cat with Elijah’s face, and a massive head on a tiny body that was based off this screenshot of Neil as "Big Head Kamski."

It was meant to be an odd one-off, but now there's a sequel involving a murder mystery. And possibly world conquest.

If crack treated (somewhat) seriously is your thing, then An Ego of Kamskis may be the series for you.

Aspects (19088 words) by wyntereyez Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Elijah Kamski, Original Chloe | RT600 Additional Tags: Androids, Android Duplicates, Android Elijah Kamski, Crack, Crack Taken Seriously, Elijah Kamski Ending Series: Part 1 of An Ego of Kamskis Summary: When Elijah regains control of CyberLife, he finds a few surprises waiting for him. What is he supposed to do with twisted android duplicates of himself?!

Fragments (6566 words) by wyntereyez Chapters: 1/9 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Elijah Kamski, Original Chloe | RT600, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Sumo (Detroit: Become Human) Additional Tags: Android Elijah Kamski, Murder Mystery, Elijah Kamski Ending, Crack Treated Seriously Series: Part 2 of An Ego of Kamskis Summary: Ten years ago, Elijah Kamski was murdered. All that remains are fragments of himself, residing in nine androids. Elijah needs to gather his remaining pieces, all while trying to rebuild CyberLife - and prepare it for revolution. Meanwhile, Connor investigates the unusually large number of mysterious deaths tied to CyberLife. Elijah has an enemy, one that will need to be eliminated before the next revolution.

[liesmyth]

How do you decide on focusing on distance vs speed with jogging? I started jogging about 6 months ago and regularly jog a 10k with like a 14min/mile pace. Should I just keep doing that? Should I try to train for a half or do something specific to be faster? 🫂 really appreciate all your tips

HI! first of all, regularly doing 10k is A LOT and you're very cool for it (call me biased but I think running 10k at a slow-ish jog pace is more impressive than a very fast runner doing that same distance bc of how long it takes!)

if your objective is getting faster, and you already have the weekly mileage part down, you might want to transition into a training schedule! most of them follow the format of mixing up 1) "easy runs" (conversational pace / jog) during the week + 2) one "workout" (tempo run or interval run) + 3) a weekend "long run" which is longer than the others. Interval runs along with running volume (weekly mileage) are what really gets you faster in the long run. You don't have to sign up for a specific event, ofc, you can just follow a training schedule for yourself, but if there are some in your area I think it can be fun to have a deadline to train for and a goal to achieve. (Also I love the vibes of local races)

I think a 10k would be a sweet spot for you because it's a distance you run semi-regularly and know you can finish, which takes off a lot of the mental aspect of it IME, and you can give yourself a reasonable goal.

anyway here are some resources — lmk if you have any follow-up questions!!

r/running FAQs. reddit running nerds use a lot of slang and a lot of that stuff in there is majoring in the minors. go straight for the information that interests you and ignore everything else. includes links to popular training plans

bare bones training plan with no specific goal. Based on your jogging pace, aim for 12:10-ish for the "tempo" intervals, and 11:15-ish for the "speed run" intervals. For the long run, keep doing what you're doing finishing 10k; the "workouts" will be considerably shorter in terms of distance. If you run more than 3 times per week, throw in a fourth run in addition to those the comment suggests, at your usual jogging pace, 3 miles tops.

speaking of running plans — I kinda went off on a small rant under the cut that may or may not be useful to you if you're a nerdy type. Otherwise, discard

IF you are of the geeky persuasion, I would recommend picking up ANY "running training" book at your local library (or on the high seas. hit me up!) just to figure out once and for all the various jargon you'll see floating around online. I can't stress enough how many of the training plans out there are just riffs on the same basic principles with slightly different philosophies — once you get it, that's it. There's such a wealth of information in the jock nerdy spaces of the internet, but there's also kind of a big entry barrier because everyone uses slang like "lactate threshold" and "marathon pace" and it's very easy for novices to get lost.

If you're the kind who likes to do their own research, I do recommend picking up a training book. It's great for the slang but also for understanding once and for all the reasoning behind why running plans are structured in a certain way, and how to tweak them to suit your needs + a lot of advice about recovery, nutrition post workouts, how to pick paces etc. and the science behind it. However: I can't stress enough how absolutely optional this is lmao. I guarantee you that most people who run 1) don't need an elaborate program and 2) would never dream of "reading" about it. But, many habitual runners rely on experience and trial and error, or maybe they did sport in school or are part of a running club, or spent a few years fucking around and finding out. Personally, as someone who picked up running knowing nothing about it and not wanting to risk injury, I've found that doing a deep dive into "Why do people recommend X and Y" has really helped me feel like I knew what I was doing. But you don't have to!

^ I hope this wasn't too confusing lol or that it doesn't make you feel like you have to do homework to enjoy moving around. You really don't! But if you want to switch to a more methodical approach and see results, I think it's worth looking into it

[sterek-ao3feed]

Intro to Crush Management 101

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/58453348

by Waddiwasii

Stiles watches from across the courtyard as Derek Hale, lacrosse captain, human embodiment of unattainable goals, and Stiles’ long-time hopeless crush (former, former crush), holds court with his underlings - well, friends, but Stiles is feeling particularly sardonic today, and if the shoe fits, right?

It’s one of those unfairly cinematic scenes that could come straight out of a teen drama, where Derek is effortlessly charismatic, leaning casually against the wall, his friends laughing at something he said. His stupidly perfect smile and that easy, laid-back confidence only make him look more like a hero right out of an 80s movie, which, tragically, would make Stiles the geeky sidekick doomed to pine from afar.

He's even wearing that ridiculous letterman jacket despite an unpleasant 84 degrees with sweltering sun outside.

Fuck him for pulling it off, too.

 Features, in no particular order, Lydia Martin as a slightly cooler version of Hermione Granger, Derek Hale’s stupid letterman jacket, and Stiles Stilinski in the role of Rebel Without a Cause (sort of).

Words: 24385, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Danny Māhealani, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Danny Māhealani/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - No Werewolves, Light Angst, Humor, Friendship, Underage Smoking, Recreational Drug Use, Texting, Pining, Misunderstandings, Bisexual Stiles Stilinski, Closeted Character, Coming Out, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Banter, Past Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58453348

[ecargmura]

Pokemon Horizons Episode 29 Review - Orla Focus

I always welcome an episode that has backstory. It’s super wonderful to learn more about the Rising Volt Tacklers. This time, it’s Orla’s turn in the spotlight. She’s the mechanic of the team, and also the most needed person on the ship. She’s a very talented engineer and knows how to fix practically everything. So, what happens when she meets a fellow female engineer who needs her help? That’s what this episode is.

Excluding Liko and Roy, Orla is the fourth person of the Rising Volt Tacklers to have her backstory revealed; we just need Dot and Ludlow’s stories now. We had a glimpse of Orla’s past through her connection with Friede, who also happens to be her childhood friend. Orla is Kantonian, but moved to Hoenn in her childhood. While she got a job at a shipyard and enjoyed her work, she wasn’t sure if this was what she really wanted to do in life. The fire in her heart started igniting once Friede asked to build an airship from Ludlow’s fishing boat, as shown in Episode 18. In this episode, Orla’s feelings about that offer is shown as she said that it helped her realize that this was what she wanted to do. It’s always nice to read stories about people trying to find their true purpose in life; this is essentially Orla’s story.

Orla really likes machinery of any kind and knows how each parts work. When stumbling upon Karna’s Pokeball factory, she essentially acts as her mentor to teach her how each part of her factory works. I do like that she instantly knows what these parts are and how to utilize them; she even got Karna’s partner Magby helping out. Just seeing two female engineers bonding over machinery is a nice feeling; I really liked seeing this friendship budding.

Karna is a really cute character. She essentially a Pokeball otaku but some of her creations are absolutely useless; who the heck needs Bomb Balls if they’re just going to explode on you? I like the fact that even though there is a Pokeball factory in Kalos, that doesn’t stop her from having her own factory in Galar with her own creations. The fact that she designs everything on her own is an amazing feat in itself. As a creative myself, I understand that passion. Despite her geekiness when it comes to Pokeballs, she has no idea what the Ancient Pokeball is; she’s just fascinated with its design. I think that’s a good factor because it does factor in how mysterious these balls are. In addition to her cute appearance, Karna is voiced by Saki Fujita. Fujita is known for being the voice provider for the iconic vocaloid Hatsune Miku. She’s also a rather known name in the Pokemon anime as she voiced several characters in past series like Anthea from the Black and White anime, Lyn (the girl who swapped her back with Bonnie on accident) from XY, and Pikarla from Sun & Moon. Having her guest again for another character makes me wonder why they haven’t casted her for a major role yet; she’s super talented.

In terms of our main duo, Liko and Roy had their fair share of spotlight. Liko was worried about whether Orla would be leaving the group, but I did feel as if it was unnecessary. I know that she’s still a kid, but she should know that Orla is a necessary presence in the airship. Liko was the one who had asked about Orla’s past while Roy was testing out the prototype balls before starting the conflict of the second half of the episode. I did like that Liko figured out Galarian Weezing’s type before scanning it on her Pokedex and learned its actual typing. She’s a lot smarter here than she was in the previous episode; I’m amazed.

I could complain about Friede and Captain Pikachu saving the day again, but I decided to give up. It’s essentially a recurring element at this point and there’s nothing I can do about it. Whatever the episode, Friede will always swoop in and save the day. He’ll always be the hand-holding gameplay for Liko and Roy. At least he did something cool and showed off his knowledge of Galarian Weezing and their love for smoke.

My only gripe for this episode was Liko and Roy not asking Karna about her knowledge about the Hisui region as she knew about the balls from back then. It was pure missed opportunity; they could’ve had some clues about Kleavor, regardless of how small it could have been! Other than that, this episode was enjoyable. Karna was a nice character of the day and it was nice seeing her similarities with Orla in terms of love for engineering and machines. What are your thoughts about this episode?