#long winded explanation...

[puck-luck]

can you please explain to me how fantasy hockey works? I would love to have my own little team next season but I just don’t understand how it works 😭

ok so this is my first season doing fantasy hockey!! i am by nooooo means an expert.

we are using ESPN fantasy. i already had an account from March Madness Bracket challenges in the past, so i didn't have to make a new one. we only have four people in the league i'm in: cappy, hanz, me, and one of hanz's hometown friends (who, btw, hasn't lost a week yet... but i'm kicking his BUTT now that i know how to use fantasy). in other years, i'm probably going to want to have more people in the league– or maybe we all could do a league together next season! it would be soooo cutie to have a little puck-luck league.

drafting involves setting a date and time where everyone is available to make picks (which is why it would be really difficult for a puck-luck league to exist, sigh), then you choose your picks in a pre-determined order: person a, b, c, d, d again, c, b, a, a again... etc. each person in my league chose 9 forwards, 5 defense, 1 utility, 5 bench players, and 2 goalies. hanz somehow chose 3 goalies, so i think she only has 8 forwards. there is also a spot for an IR player: mine is currently taken up by Mr. Mattias Samuelsson... the man with glass bones. i cannot drop him because i love him.

you can add/drop players at any time (unless they're actively playing a game). cappy is a fucking menace when it comes to add/drop, whereas i've only dropped one player in order to clear my IR spot for Titibear. if you want to know about add/drop in fantasy... go ask cappy. i don't do it enough to know about it.

there IS a list of "undroppables," which are predetermined by ESPN. there are 4 players from each position under undroppables, and three goalies. The list is as follows (the players on MY team are highlighted in green): (C) McDavid, Draisaitl, Matthews, MacKinnon. (LW) Panarin, B. Tkachuk, J. Robertson, Ovechkin. (RW) Rantanen, Pastrnak, M. Tkachuk, Kucherov. (D) Josi, Makar, Fox, Q. Hughes. (G) Shesterkin, Hellebuyck, Valisevskiy. SO, even if i wanted to, which i DON'T, i would not be able to drop draisaitl, mackinnon, ovechkin, or hellebuyck.

each day you have to move players from your bench to your active roster IF THEY ARE PLAYING. you want your players with games today to be in one of your forward or defense spots– example: Cole Caufield is not playing today. He was one of my forwards last night. Sidney Crosby IS playing today. He was not playing last night, so he was on my bench. I moved Sidney to Cole's forward spot, now Cole is on my bench. Tomorrow morning, I will move my players around again.

Every week, you face someone from your league and get points throughout the week. Whoever's team has the most points wins. If there are an odd number of people in your league, one person has a bye week. The bye week rotates. Cappy is currently on her bye week for ANOTHER league, but since our league only has four people, we play each other constantly. I faced Cappy last week and I beat her, since my team scored 162.8 points, while hers only scored 90.7. there were a lot of games last week, so that's why there were so many points... my current status is 73.6 vs. my opponent's 54.1, and there are three days remaining for us to score points (friday's games, saturday's games, and sunday's games). then, i will face a new opponent for the next week.

i hope my NOT brief explanation of fantasy hockey helped you! it was super fun to type this out. i may be wrong about some things, but this is the way iiiiiii understand ESPN Fantasy Hockey, and i'm just a girl who has literally never participated in fantasy sports before <3

[sakaardreaming]

i feel like the grand majority of the problems with Danny Phantom as a tv show are so easily explained by the fact that there was clearly not a single woman in the room during production.

like. overshadowing being treated as a bit of a joke rather than a total violation of bodily autonomy. tucker's treatment of girls, and particularly it going unaddressed. danny having apparently gone into the girls' locker room invisibly, without consequence, which we learn through... two brief screencaps with goofy music. (never brought up again, arguably just done as a one-off for laughs, but still... not something a girl would laugh at.) sam constantly belittling the other girls for being feminine, in conjunction with paulina being written as shallow and one-dimensional (for the overall effect of femininity as a whole being dismissed and demonized).

according to imbd, there were exactly two (2) women involved who wrote a single (1) episode each, one being torrent of terror and the other being, INTERESTINGLY, D-stabilized, one of the episodes widely-recognized as one of the better ones in the show.

so i'm not saying we should just completely ignore any of the problematic characterization, because obviously characters don't need to be perfect and should grow, but i am saying that the writers did not see these things as flaws and therefore did not induce any sort of character growth away from them. which would not have been the case if they'd actually had any other perspective than Man in the room with them

[renskaji]

(poorly) hidden secrets

kyotaro sugishita x reader, wc: 2.9k, req? yes! sent in msgs.

It’s hard to live up to the reputation of the Hajime Umemiya. 

You try, really. You find hobbies you enjoy as much as he loves gardening. You search out friends that need you as much as you need them. You spend hours helping others and long nights tossing awake in bed to make sure you’re doing everything right. 

But it’s hard to compare to Hajime Umemiya. 

Especially when he’s your older brother from the group home you grew up at together. 

He makes it easy, though, living with him. He never makes you feel like you have to be as much of a shining star as him. But that only just serves to motivate you more to be as bright of a person, to be worthy of standing beside him as his little sibling. 

It’s hard to live up to the town’s savior, but you’ve never minded a challenge anyways. 

“What’re you doing after practice today?”

You drop your gym bag by the court doors and slip into your athletic shoes. It’s a mindless task after so many days spent training, but you’re trying to find the right words to let your friend down gently. You know she’s going to ask you to hang out, but you’ve already got your mind set on visiting Furin High after practice.

Still, you hate to let your friend down. 

“I promised Umemiya I’d help with his garden,” You offer her, which isn’t a lie, but it’s not entirely the truth. You did tell Umemiya you’d help him, but you’re not so much as eager to give your aid than you are to see if he would be there, too. 

Him being Kyotaro Sugishita, the guy you’ve been silently pining after for a year while he devotes himself to helping your brother. 

“Oh, I’d love to help Umemiya!” Your friend gushes, and you roll your eyes in good nature. You’re well used to the teases about your brother; it sometimes seems like everyone adores the Bofurin rep in one way or another. 

“Gross,” You stick out your tongue in exaggerated disgust while leaving your friend to laugh loudly. You join the rest of your team further inside the gym, leaving your belongings in the usual pile just inside the court doors. 

You’ve been a part of your school’s volleyball club for as long as you were able, and gotten a pretty good reputation for it. Playing was something that you were able to be proud of, like Umemiya and his garden, or his Bofurin. It was a team of your own to be a part of and enjoy. 

And you were good at it, too. The jumps and spikes and serves. You spend the next two hours distracted by the sport, by your teammates, and you’re out of breath by the time practice comes to an end. It’s the good kind of tired, leaving you satisfied with the effort you gave. 

You’re one of the last few to return back to the pile of bags by the entrance after collecting all the equipment and storing it correctly. Something is clearly up, because half your team is looking at you with grins you know spell nothing but trouble. 

“What now?” You ask, suspicious. A few giggles get let out at your tone, but the mystery is solved soon after when a few of your teammates step to the side and reveal what the fuss is all about. 

Sitting atop your gym bag is a bouquet of flowers. 

It’s undeniably for you, because in addition to the fact someone so clearly stacked it on your belongings, there’s a tag hanging off the bottom with your name messily written. The paper wrapped around the stems is crinkled, like whoever had been holding them en route to delivery had squeezed too tight. 

Your face flushes, and you’re not sure what to say, but you do know that you want to find out who left them. 

“This makes, what, your third secret admirer?” Your friend teases, nudging you closer towards the flowers. “The handwriting is different from the note you got a few weeks ago, so it’s someone else.” 

“You’re so lucky,” A teammate sighs, but you’re too busy carefully picking up the flowers. They’re beautiful, if a bit squeezed. Your face is flushing, and you’re surprised that you didn’t see who left them for you. 

“It’s nothing special,” You offer a smile with your words, slinging your gym bag over your shoulder with one hand while the other holds the flowers carefully. “I just wish I could thank whoever got these for me, but there’s nothing on the note that tells me who gave me them.” 

“Actually, I think I saw who put them there.” Another teammate joins the conversation, and you feel your excitement peak. You’ve gotten a few gifts from classmates, but the flowers you’re currently holding are the best ones so far. 

“Who?” You ask, and you think the rest of your team is just as eager as you to find out. Your teammate’s eyes widen slightly at the sudden attention, but she recovers quickly and presses her fingers to her lips in thought. 

“Who’s that guy that’s always with your brother? The tall one with the long hair?”

“Sugishita?” You swear your stomach does a flip. You know you sound a little too eager, but it’s nothing compared to the hope bubbling up in you. Despite how long you’ve been crushing on your brother’s mentee, you’ve never actually considered the possibility that he might like you back. 

“I think? He looked like a total grump.” 

Definitely him. 

There’s a round of squeals from your teammates as they get all the confirmation they need about your admirer’s identity, and it’s taking everything in you to not blush as red as the tomatoes you promised Umemiya you’d water after practice. 

“What are you going to do?” Your friend shakes your arm not cradling the bouquet, and her excitement loosens the knot of nervousness coiled in your chest. “Are you going to tell him you know he likes you? Are you going to ask him out—?”

“Relax!” You laugh, swatting at her playfully to get her to let go. The tips of your ears feel too warm to just be from your previous exertion, and you know they’re going to the next topic of conversation if your teammates spot them. “I don’t know what I’m going to do. But I promised Umemiya I’d help him at the school now, so I’ll see you all later.” 

Your departure from the gym is met with the sound of boos and jabs about how you’re ruining their fun, but you wave them off. You promise to call your friend once you’re done at the gardens so she can help you debrief the new discovery of Sugishita’s anonymous gift, and you’re out of their sight before long. 

The path from the gym where you practice and Furin High is a familiar one for you. You’ve lost count of the amount of times Umemiya or one of his most trusted advisors have walked you to and from to make sure you’re safe, so you go almost on autopilot. 

Which is a good thing, because your mind is otherwise occupied by thoughts of Sugishita and the flowers tucked carefully in the crook of your elbow. You make a mental note to text Kotoha and ask her to get you a vase to put them in, but then your brain decides to settle on Sugishita and how you might’ve missed the signs that he was crushing on you, too. 

It’s hard to believe, in all honesty. You’ve known him for years, but he’s always been more interested in learning from Umemiya than getting to know you better. You know he’s more of the silent type, but most hours you’ve spent with him have been simply more existing in each other’s space than anything else. 

Sure, he’s saved you from more than your fair share of creeps in town, and he’s always been the type of gentleman to make sure you’re taken care of, but you always assumed that he did it all in reverence to Umemiya. 

Now, you’re not so sure that it wasn’t something more. 

Your thoughts of Sugishita and his stupidly well-maintained hair and grumpy pout take you all the way to the roof of Furin High. It takes some concentrated effort to open the doors—you think Umemiya has done some damage to the hinges with the way he’s always slamming it open excitedly—and make a bee-line towards the picnic tables to set your bag down. 

It’s then that you catch movement to your left, and you realize you’re not alone on the rooftop, after all. 

“Oh,” You gasp, startled. “Hi, Sugishita.”

He’s standing only a dozen feet away, watering dipper in hand and a bucket beside him. Briefly, you think you might’ve surprised him as much as you did yourself, but his regular unbothered expression shutters into place seconds later. 

“Hey,” He mutters. His voice is low and gravelly, like always, but with the weight of what you think you’ve discovered, the sound sends a blush flaming across your cheeks. 

You turn quickly, depositing your bag on the picnic bench as intended. It’s then that you remember you’re still holding the flowers—the ones Sugishita supposedly got you—and a plan quickly forms in your mind. 

“Sugishita,” You call out, suddenly braver than you felt leaving the gym. There’s no harm in asking if he’s the one who left the flowers. If your teammate was wrong, you can just play it off casually, a case of mistaken identity. 

He doesn’t need to know how hard your hopes would come crashing down, either. 

“Hmm.” He responds in a grumble, barely casting you a glance over his shoulder. You’d be offended, if you didn’t know him so well. The fact that he acknowledged you at all is proof that he’s interested in what you have to say. 

“Someone left me flowers during practice today.” You set the bouquet neatly on the table, propped up against your bag so that none of the petals are damaged. You turn to face him with a sweet smile, then, and find he’s already looking at you. When he realizes he’s been caught, his head snaps back to the garden bed he’s supposed to be watering, long hair falling into place over his features to hide what you swore was a blush to his cheeks. “Aren’t they pretty?”

He grumbles a noncommittal answer, and you take it as a good sign. 

“Whoever left them didn’t give a note, though.” You sigh, feigning disappointment. You take a few steps closer towards where he’s working, feeling bolder by the minute, though you know you need to pick your words carefully or risk him shutting down. “Except, one of my teammates said she saw who left them.” 

His shoulders go tense, and you know you have all the confirmation you need. 

A smile breaks out across your face as you finally reach his side. He’s still going through the movements of using the watering dipper, making a concerted effort to not look at you, and that just won’t do. Feeling like you might burst, you carefully take the dipper from his hand and drop it into the bucket on the ground between the two of you. He lets you easily; he’s always been gentle when it comes to you. 

“Did you leave the flowers?” Your voice is soft, hopeful. You have to lean around him to try and see what expression he’s making, because he’s still refusing to fully look at you. 

“Didn’t think anyone saw me.” He grumbles out, causing you to snort. 

“Kyo, you’re six foot three. You’re not exactly inconspicuous.” The use of a nickname finally gets him to pay you attention. His eyes flick to you, and it’s easy to read the hesitant hope carved into them. You’re certain your expression matches. 

“Are you mad?” Somehow, somewhere, the grumble in his voice is gone. In its place is… hesitation? Your brows knit together in confusion, and you can’t help the way your head tilts to the side like a lost puppy. 

“Why would I be mad?” Your gentle words cause a second flush to flare up on the highest points of Sugishita’s face, and you’re left watching as he turns away from you again, a pout on his lips you find adorable despite the situation. Your own frown makes its way to your face, and you tug on the sleeve of his Furin jacket to get him to look at you once more. “Hey, look at me, will you?”

He follows your command without hesitation, and you don’t waste any time. You push yourself onto your tip-toes and press a kiss to his cheek before he can look away again. You know you’ve caught him off guard when his eyes widen and he stands to his full height instead of slouching. 

“I thought the flowers were really sweet.” You smile at him, still tugging on his sleeve in a bid to keep him looking at you. “Though I wish you would’ve handed them to me.”

There’s no time for him to respond before the door to the roof flies open. The sudden bang makes you jump, but you don’t let go of Sugishita. The newcomers—none other than Umemiya and Hiragi—make themselves with loud voices and no understanding of the conversation they had just interrupted. 

“Oh, perfect!” Your brother shouts, grin infectious. You know Hiragi picks up on the tension between you and Sugishita in seconds when he freezes, but his counterpart barrels on, clueless. “I’m glad you two are up here! Wanna see the progress the veggies are making? I think we’ll be able to—”

You think you see the moment when it all connects for Umemiya. His attention travels from the way you’re still clutching Sugishita’s sleeve, to your proximity, to the way you’re both flushing. His eyes go wide and a grin breaks out on his face, and you brace yourself for the onslaught of questions you just know he’s about to assault you with. 

“Wait—!”

Before Umemiya can continue, Hiragi slams his palm over his friend’s mouth, effectively interrupting what you know could only have been an embarrassing interrogation. Umemiya loves you, and Sugishita, but dramatic is probably his middle name. 

“We’re leaving, now.” Hiragi offers you a smile before giving Umemiya an exasperated sigh. Your brother gives you—or maybe Sugishita?—a thumbs up while his voice is still muffled and Hiragi drags him back down the staircase. 

There’s a few seconds of silence after their departure, and it’s thick with unspoken attention. You’re half-expecting Sugishita to scare off from the conversation after being interrupted, so you wait for him to make the first step. It takes a moment, a few deep breaths, but you’re willing to wait. 

“Next time,” He sounds more confident than he had only moments earlier. It’s not enough information to know what he’s talking about, so you tilt your head in a silent request for him to continue. “Next time, I’ll hand you the flowers.” 

He’s flushed red, jaw tense, and barely able to keep his attention on you for more than a few seconds at once. But you know he’s just nervous, and you find it all unendingly adorable, anyways. 

You want to kiss his cheek again, but you think it might send him into cardiac arrest, so you settle for simply smiling and threading your fingers through his 

“Easier than trying to do it secretly.”

He grumbles, but you know it’s his way of agreeing. 

+ bonus

“There’s just no way.” 

“I heard that Anzai saw the two of them together and they looked pretty cozy.” 

“Shut it, Nirei!”

“Aw, Sakura, you look so flushed. Are you perhaps jealous?”

“No!” Sakura shouts, face burning even more red. There’s really no winning against Suo when he’s in the mood to tease, but Sakura refuses to go down easily. “But there’s no way that Sugishita has a girlfriend!”

“Does anyone know who the girlfriend is?” Nirei asks, pulling his notebook out from his pocket and turning to the few pages he has devoted to Sugishita. The action only causes Sakura to splutter out demands to put it away, because there’s absolutely no chance—

“Oh, that’s interesting,” Suo’s calm voice cuts through Sakura’s demands that Nirei meet him outside easily, garnering the attention of his two counterparts. “It seems sweet Sugishita is dating Umemiya’s sister.” 

“How the hell did you figure that out?!”

It’s then that Sakura realizes Suo is looking out the classroom window, so he stomps over to join him. There's a few moments where he doesn’t know what he’s looking at, but then he spots the source of Suo’s attention. 

Sakura thinks he might implode, because standing at the edge of the school grounds is you. He’s seen you around enough at Café Pothos with Kotoha to recognize you, but what he doesn’t understand is why you’re standing there, waiting for Sugishita to close the distance between the two of you. 

Sakura is still watching, almost vibrating with embarrassment, when Sugishita finally reaches you. Your bright smile is obvious, even from a distance, and he sees you throw your arms around Sugishita’s shoulders, leaning forward with closed eyes, and—

“Damn it!”

What’s worse is Suo’s smug comment of, “I told you so,”

Sakura thinks he’ll die of embarrassment before he reaches the top of Furin.

[mentalmeles]

It's soon to be over 17,520 hours and I'm still not over them.

A redraw of this old drawing. Reblogs > Likes.

[entomophobicshinobi]

I know how you feel, Shino.

[polybiusplayer]

Anxious habit.

[mjsidd]

quick one from tonight!!

+ warm ups because i was taken by the yuri disease

[cyphyra]

Meet the System

Hi! We're plural

[illiad-von-bun]

here, some Loomian Legacy art 🫴

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

I’m the anon who sent you that ask about Sonic and Shadow’s relationship in the Chronic Sonic au. If your post saying you ignore long asks was directed at me, can you please just… post the latest version without answering? I would prefer to save it to my likes and maybe have other fans read my thoughts.

thank you

Well no, it wasn’t just directed at you, there are a couple long asks in my inbox (some of which are positive and very beloved and i cherish, Dopambles I’m looking at you <3). But you’ve sent your ask twice now and this one too so I’ll answer this one. I don’t really want to make this a big long thing, but I also don’t really wanna leave ya hanging when this seems so important to you so lets do this (everyone else can ignore this if ya want I’m going long-winded through everything.)

So, reasons i don’t like to respond to or even post long asks sometimes lets do this [cracks knuckles]

1. I don’t like posting things onto my blog that I haven’t checked over first. I struggle a lot in reading and comprehending long asks. I don’t know why, it’s weird, okay. Let’s leave it at that. I’m not gonna blindly post walls of texts to my blog without checking them over first, because I want to make sure I’m filtering asks so nothing harmful gets posted to my blog. You’d be surprised at how whack a lot of anons can get. Not to say your ask was whack, but I also am struggling to read it so it’s hard to say for sure! It’s not due to the nature of your ask, it is simply because my brain be like dat.

2. Sometimes, I just don’t like having to scroll through walls of texts that aren’t my own to get to my latest posts. I get a lot of asks as it is. I do love answering them, but when they get long, the amount of time it takes to scroll through em makes it hard to refer back to my previous posts and is just is not intuitive or fun when interacting with my own blog, which leads me to my next point

3. This is my space. My blog is by me for me. I choose to post and share to interact and have fun with other people but at the end of the day this blog is my space. I did not create it for anyone other than me. I welcome the people who find joy in my stories here, but this remains my space. If i was being paid for this it’d be different, I’d absolutely curate and change things to make it a better and easier experience for those that i charged to be here, but like… I’m not being paid for this? And to ask me to do what you want in my space so that you can have the experience you want is… i dunno it sounds a little entitled. (I’m not saying that you ARE entitled, only that it sounds like it to me personally.) Contacting me even after I expressed my difficulty in answering asks to try and convince me to post it for your sake is a little rude. I’m not a professional creator, I’m not a person with fans, I’m just a random dude trying to have a good time with other people on a dumpster-fire website. I’m not a creator trying to make sure everyone else is having a good time. This is what i do in my free time to relax and—

4. —being a moderator for other peoples hc’s and conversations is not personally relaxing to me. My blog is not a public confessions blog and I am not a public message board. I am honoured when people share their personal stories and how what I doodle has helped them feel seen and that things will be okay, but I’m not a place for other people to come say what they want to each other, I’m a person, not a message board. How other people use Tumblr is up to them, however, I am not going to change how I use tumblr so that you can have a better experience when it will make the experience worse for me.

5. If i answer asks, I don’t draw. And I like drawing. If I’m posting asks (even without answering them) and stressing about being the middle man in conversations that I will have to regulate to make sure conversations stay kind, that takes a lot of time and energy and I got so incredibly burnt out when i tried to do that. So i stopped. And I will not be starting up again simply so you can have a good time, because I will have a bad one. And this is my space to not have a bad time. If something stresses me out, I will not do it here, it is as simple as that. I have my whole irl to be stressed about.

These are some of the reasons I don’t like to post long asks. I have notified you that I struggle to read, I don’t understand why you continue pushing. I have amazing anon’s who send wonderful long asks who have been kind and considerate with me about my struggles reading and processing. They continue to send their wonderful asks and have assured me it’s okay if I never post them. I am confused as to why you cannot seem to respect my decision as well.

The final reason regarding my hesitance in posting your ask in particular is simply that your hc was not accurate to how I was aiming to portray the characters in the current timeline. You are more than welcome to hc and speculate, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, but I cannot simply post it without answering it like you suggest because I would need to clarify that it’s not true. When I used to do that, people would start to misinterpret my au’s and it stressed me out. It takes hours for me to write up responses to things sometimes because I want to make sure I’m being kind and thoughtful and accurate. I am honoured that you shared something personal but what you wrote is simply not where the characters are at right now. It could be them in the future, but it is still early in the au so that kind of resentment hasn’t set in yet. Shadow is hurting because he’s taking the brunt of Sonic’s negativity but he is resigned to it because for him nothing else matters as long as Sonic stays alive, even if he has to be the person Sonic hates in all this and that is heavy. He’s angry at him when he does not take care of himself, but he is not resentful. Sonic struggles with being a burden on all of his friends, not just Shadow. The way you described the relationship was closer to how Tails and Sonic interact than Shadow and Sonic and even then, there’s more going on that I just don’t have the time or energy to really walk through. And besides, I want to save that energy to draw out things later.

As i shared with another commenter who asked something similar, I can absolutely DM you your ask back if you want to save it. However I don’t understand why you need me to post it to save it your likes if you simply want to save it. You have your own blog you can post it to. Why does it need to be on my blog? Why do I have to do extra work so you can have an easier time to do what you want? I am very grateful for your interaction and love of my comic, and I understand it’s frustrating when people make things harder for you to have a good time, but that’s exactly what you’re doing to me by asking me to change how I use tumblr to suit your wants instead of what is easiest for me. I am not a public service you pay for. I am a person, a full time student with family issues, struggling siblings that I’m trying to help, a person who is struggling myself. I have a limited amount of energy in a day, I get tired quickly. If i want to continue to find joy in drawing I have to set boundaries. You may not always know why someone does something, I guarantee there is more here that I will not share because it is personal. Sometimes you just have to be okay with not knowing, you have to be okay not understanding, and you have to be okay without an explanation that makes sense to you. All you need to do is understand that often times there is a reason people behave the way they do. It’s not a reflection on you or their opinion of you, it is simply many other factors at play that lead to such an outcome.

I sincerely hope this did not offend you, I am not angry with you, nor do I wish for any of this to be taken as scolding or upset you. If it has come across that way, I apologize. I am sorry I am not in a state to give you what you want, and I’m thankful for your patience with me in reading through this and I hope it is enough to at least paint a little bit of a picture as to why I will not be posting your ask. It’s unfortunate that I ended up spending hours addressing this anyway both to you and to another commenter—the very thing I wanted to avoid—but I value you as a person and did not want to leave you feeling negatively if I could change that. I hope this does not affect your enjoyment or experience with how you were having fun with my au, and if it does I am deeply regretful. However, I do have to set boundaries and make sure I’m doing okay or there would be no AU at all. Thanks for your understanding and I hope you have a day as kind as you are.

[assemblageofbirds]

I think it’s so weird that before I realized I was a supposed to be a woman, I just… didn’t have a gender role. Not a single aspiration of behavior or appearance. My actions were solely influenced by a self conceived moral standard. Everyone thought I was asexual solely because I was unable to structure my attraction in a vacuum. I didn’t unlock the skill tree of gender until midway through high school.

And it’s not like when I discovered this, it recontextualized my identity and was able to be my true self. It’s was more like for the first time, my being was inundated with an entirely new scale based on societal archetypes and ideals that affected my emotional state. I was able to gain genius happiness from something other than intersocial and academic success, whereas before I was at a strange emotionally deficient but equilibrious state.

As far as I’ve heard from other trans peoples experiences, this very much not standard. I’m pretty sure this is just a byproduct of my own mental character that just so happened to weirdly interact with my gender identity.

At this point, unnecessary complexity is my forte.

[erwinsvow]

I know this isn’t the usual speed around here but slightly pathetic whimpery s1 Rafe is to die for!! He’s obviously cocky and entitled but it’s in a more spoiled and almost bratty way so he throws his little temper tantrums when he doesn’t get his way… I think s1 has seriously overlooked toxic Rafe potential

- 💓

wait i know im allllll about season 2 rafe like hes loml seriously but i just started rewatching season 1 and i dont like his hair lol but hes so toxic and gross. i know everyone on here has been talking more about him and like fratboy rafe and i usually refrain but something about being his gf through all of season 1..... im hornee.

in particular im thinking of like how he acts so douchey with everyone in public but its so visible he has a huge soft spot for you.. waves you over when he's just hanging out with his friends to check in that you're doing okay, goes and gets you a fresh drink before giving you a kiss and sending you off back to ur friends.. makes some gross comment about how you were screaming for him in the back of his truck last night after you walk away... kelce is like bro. i always sit in the back.

you'd be lurking in his bedroom when he goes down to 'have a chat' with his dad, like when he gets yelled at about the generators. comes back all angry and literally folds you in half and fucks you until you cry because you are his favorite way to calm down <3 ... (i have no idea what the vibes on this blog are and i dont wanna make people mad but he gets so manipulative... esp if you're just like i don't feeling like fucking again right now or esp in public!!!! which he looooves.... starts going on a tangent about how he provides for you and takes care of you and he's the man of the house and if he needs to relax you should be on your knees already.... sorry omg if ur reading this n youre starting to hate me i apologize in advance. i never talk about scummy scummy rafe but hes real and hes so hot. fully wants you to be like a hyperactive horny bunny just waiting for his dick at all times.... i would 110% start doing it too... ANYWAYS)

he's so spoiled so he likes spoiling you with anything you want... most of the stuff he gets you is pretty much for him tho... gets hard because you wear an RC necklace.. lots of pretty lingerie and babydolls that he likes to rip up...handcuffs because duh.. it's almost always you in the handcuffs but every once in a while he can be convinced to get in them lol

but the temper tantrums are soooo real like especially if you're out with friends or made plans with your parents. like he seriously loves making you abandon your plans to come see him. but then youll show up and hes at a party and selling or ignoring you and ofc you cry because it's like he made you come here and not even giving you any attention... then he'll drag you out by your hair and fuck you SOOO mean in the back of his truck talkin about "just needed this dick, yeah? s'okay, dad's gonna give it to ya hard. then you'll be good as gold won'tya?" ugh. hes so mean.

im still in my rewatch but the scene where him and topper beat up pope:( this especially hits sooo hard w my pogue reader but i can just imagine that being the cause of your first real fight, like you're so upset he can be that cruel but there goes his manipulation tactics.. telling you he needs to be a proactive man to protect you and his friends and his turf. he's not letting anyone walk all over him, regardless if you like them or not. fucks you until you forget all about your pogue friends, and then you end up bandaging his bloody hand for him.

ooohh and when they go to that movie showing.. can just imagine curling up on a lawnchair with him under a blanket, him n the boys are on high alert for jj and pope but he keeps a tight arm around you, goes and gets you a soda and popcorn which you two share.. you don't want him to leave and you whine when he does.. can just imagine the scene where jj and pope turn back to look at him when kie tells them rafe is right behind them. rafe is staring so hard at them while ur tryna feed him a piece of popcorn. LOL

[belphegored]

In whb, who do you think would be most compatible with a pleasure dom MC?

°•♡minors dni; d/s dynamics

:O interesting question anon!! I honestly believe they'd all benefit from a pleasure dom mc haha just because I like the dynamic, but truly at the top of my head I'd say Amon, Leraye, Bael, Morax, Sitri, BELPHIE (like. Badly) and Beleth, Zagan, Orias and I wanna say also Paimon but I'm on the fence about him, hmm.

Anyhow. Amon, Leraye and Orias come across as a handful and almost bratty at times, wanting things their way (maybe Amon not so much, but he's still a brat in my eyes). They'd get knocked down a peg really fast with a pleasure dom mc who knows how to handle them just right and put limits to them BUT in a way that makes them feel good and adjusts to their needs and pacing. Think caregiver kinda dom.

Regarding Bael, Beleth, Sitri, Morax and Zagan (and maybe Gusion), I just think that despite crazy kinks and all that they really deserve someone who takes charge and dominates them, making them slow down and relinquish the role of "guy who gets things done". They are really hardworking and dedicated demons and would really benefit from an mc who can fuck them good enough that their brains turn off and they can enjoy the vulnerability. Beleth and Sitri sometimes strike to me as service doms at times? But honestly I think they deserve the role switch badly omg

As for Belphie, he's just so lazy he'd fall in any dynamics as long as it felt nice and he isn't the one doing the work, so a pleasure dom would do him good, especially if they are into edging, anal play, cockwarming.

What do you think though 👀

[rebornofstars]

Hello? Taps mic. The hero of Time is a fossil because his story is so old and long dead that the shape of his corpse has been filled in with sediment and calcified it and the now people can only guess what manner of creature he used to be by the shape of his bones.  I can't put the words into the story but I read a book about how in ancient Greece farmers would find mammoth bones and call them bones of giants. the bones discovered in a place with many thunderstorms were called giants, who fell in battle against Zeus. people knew and questioned the stories but they still called them gods. was that boy a hero? did he really abandon their world? hello bee? i feel like you'd appreciate this crumb without the story. i don't know what to do with it but its fun to toss around in my head. he's old. he's time. he is bones in the shape of a huddled child, but his form is so strange to us we called him a warrior, a beast, a giant, anything but a small thing huddled in the ground long ago. I'm not like babying Time the grown man, I'm thinking the story of him. Wind’s idea of The Hero of Time and the Guy that we call Time are not the same person, ok? Taps mic. Like is this thing on? Can you hear me?

oh my god. im starting a new word document

[lokilysolbitch]

:0 can you tell me about your earl grey cookies?

y e s a b s o l u t e l y

tbh you could also probably just take any chocolate chip recipe you like and add like a tablespoon of finely ground earl grey in with the flour, but heres my obnoxiously personalized way of making them.

okay so its a variant of this one lavender earl grey cookie recipe mixed with my preference in chocolate chip cookies. i also bake like those grandma's who tell you to add "jus enough" of certain ingredients🧍and i havent made this in a while and ive never made a gf/egg free/dairy free version yet so ill do my best to describe all the changes i made. im gonna copy and paste the unchanged ingredient list and then describe what i do differently

2 ¼ cups (9.5 ounces or 270 grams) all-purpose flour

▢ 1 Tablespoon finely ground Earl Grey tea (from 3 tea bags or 4 teaspoons loose leaf tea)

▢ ½ teaspoon culinary-grade lavender, finely ground

▢ ½ teaspoon baking powder

▢ ¼ teaspoon baking soda

▢ ½ teaspoon kosher salt

▢ 1 ¼ cup (8.80 ounces or 250 grams) granulated sugar

▢ 1 cup (8 ounces or 227 grams) unsalted butter, at room temperature

▢ 1 large egg

▢ 2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract

For Garnish

▢ 2 Tablespoons granulated sugar

▢ blue cornflower petals

Flour: sometimes i have to adjust the amount of flour in cookie recipes especially bc people measure flour differently when it comes to cup measurements, so i might have changed this? if youre picky about cookie textures like me, i recommend adding about a cup at a time and mixing it in a bit enough to where theres not giant pockets/piles of flour but not fully mixed, and if its still sticky or soft, definitely add more flour, but if its the texture of like, a scoop ice cream you just got from baskin robbins, where it can generally hold its shape without crumbling apart, its good. if its crumbly and wont hold together theres too much flour, and you can add ~a bit (like a teaspoon-a tablespoon but it varies) of butter/oil to fix this but just know if you use flour w gluten, over mixing cookie dough makes the dough stretchier and the end texture slightly bready? it still tastes good to me that way, but be aware. it might take a few times baking it to know how much flour to add. every recipe measures flour differently and they dont tell you that (also i swear some recipes just set people up to fail with the amount of flour they say to add) but if you know the texture you want from chocolate chip cookies, go for that.

the earl grey: i keep this measurement the same

the lavender: i take this out just because i usually dont want it in my cookie, but its optional

baking powder: i keep this measurement the same

baking soda: i keep this measurement the same

the salt: i eyeball this based off of if i used salted or unsalted butter

the granulated sugar: i switch all of this to brown sugar, this is what turns it from a sugar cookie to more of a chocolate chip cookie taste. tbh with every choc. chip cookie recipe instead of the white and brown sugar mix i make it all brown sugar. the darker the brown sugar the more choc. chippier it tastes. also, the darker the brown sugar the longer the cookies stay soft. but i just used a like, a medium brown sugar they had in bulk at my grocery store

the butter: if i ever didnt feel like letting it get to room temperature, i stuck it in the microwave for ~30 seconds or to where half of it melted and half of it didnt, and then i mixed it until the two temperatures of butter combined to make it soft and slightly warm/room temperature. this might have changed the texture in some sort of way idk. like i said i bake like someomes grandma, not a trained chef

the egg: i used an egg for this one

the vanilla extract: i eyeballed this but you dont have to

the garnishes: i dont use the cornflower petals, i think i used to sprinkle a bit on white sugar on top though? maybe

Extra Ingredient- The Chocolate Chips: i also eyeballed this. i actually dont like too many chocolate chips in my cookies (im talking like i want ~5 choc. chips in each cookie. probably less. ive added them in by hand before) so i cant give a good general measurement . you really gotts follow your heart when it comes to chocolate chips, but you can also look at a choc. chip recipe, and if the amount of butter is similar in both that recipe and this earl grey one, then the amount of choc. chips may match well with these. i also mix in chocolate chips right before i add the flour but thats just a me thing bc i hate mixing them in when the dough is play dough-y texture

so the revised ingredients are:

2 ¼ cups (9.5 ounces or 270 grams) (or jus enough) all-purpose flour

▢ 1 Tablespoon finely ground Earl Grey tea (from 3 tea bags or 4 teaspoons loose leaf tea)

▢ ½ teaspoon baking powder

▢ ¼ teaspoon baking soda

▢ ½ teaspoon kosher salt (or jus enough)

▢ 1 ¼ cup (8.80 ounces or 250 grams) brown sugar

▢ 1 cup (8 ounces or 227 grams) unsalted butter, at room temperature

▢ 1 large egg

▢ 2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract

enough chocolate chips

white sugar to garnish

Instructions based off how i personally do it, bc i usually ignore recipe instructions for cookies:

preheat to 350 degrees F

i start with the earl grey, by getting them out of the teabags/measuring them if its loose leaf, and i try to break them down using a mortar and pestle. if u have something to grind them really fine without that much effort, thats better to use lol. i just only have the mortar n pestle rn 🧍

cream the butter and sugar. uhhh. im usually using a spatula for this. i just hate using mixers bc thats somehow more tedious for me

add the egg and vanilla to the butter-sugar mixture, im also mixing this with a spatula. everything im mixing is with a spatula or a fork if i really couldnt find a spatula

this is where i would add the chocolate chips, but you can add them at the end

okay, heres the fucky flour part. so. i add the first cup of flour, (or all the flour if i know how much to add), and then before i mix that in, i pour the earl grey, salt, baking soda, and baking powder on top of the flour pile, mix it in the flour a bit, and then i mix that pile of flour in. and i add more flour as needed, about 3/4ths of the next cup if its still super sticky (which it will likely be after just one cup), and when it looks like its getting close to the right texture i add 1/4th cup at a time until its right. when youre at what you expect to be the last bit of flour, mix until just combined

Okay this part involves another of my personal habits. i roll the dough into balls as one does. and then i smoosh them down so theyre more hocky puck shaped (maybe about a centimeter tall?). i just like how they bake more evenly this way.

this is where i would add a bit of white sugar on top to garnish. or you could roll the dough balls in a plate of white sugar before smooshing them. for a little pizzazz

Bake for ~12-14 minutes. when the edges are starting to turn a bit gold/light brown/a little darker than the rest of the cookie (it depends on how dark the dough was initially), theyre done to my personal standards, but some people like undercooked cookies and some like them crispier. i like them fully cooked and soft. one of my tricks is when i take them out, i immediately push at the edge of a cookie with my nail or a knife or something, and if it gives then it undercooked, but if its stiff its probably done. my other thing i do is after letting it cool for 20 minutes (bc theyre still cooking after youve taken them out), i take one and break it in half. (not cutting it in half.) if it looks like cookie dough texture in the middle still (like dense and smushy, especially if i press my finger on the inside of it and it looks exxactly like cookie dough that way) its underdone but if its fluffy and i can see crumbs, its done. tbh its hard to see when its somewhere in the middle. also if when you take a cookie out the oven and you see a wet looking spot in the center, its definitely underdone. i do one cookie for the first batch just to get the bake time right. ALSO. if u have to do a lot of batches, like ~4-5 or more, you might need to lower time by a minute by around that fourth or fifth batch. I just find that my cookies get a little more overdone when i use the same time for too many batches? this has happened w like three or four different ovens for me. tbh it really doesnt matter that much, im just very particular about cookie done-ness

sometimes, every now and then, and this can happen regardless of how experienced you are, you will check the cookies, add a minute to the timer, and sit back down. and some force within you will have you taking the cookies out before the timer goes off. you will barely realise it happened. in the back of your head you will simply think "alright, time to take the cookies out" and youll just take them out. and theyll be perfectly done. the timer will go off a little later and youll think "????? oh right the cookie timer. wait. but i already-- why did i--??????"

honestly at this point i think its the same ancestors who tell me when ive added enough seasoning to something bc it has never failed. if you feel in your bones that theyre done, theyre done

the end !! very simple dimple process we got here :D i used to eat these with tea sometimes

[uwudonoodle]

Writeblr: "NoNoWriMo are sell outs. Let's cancel them!"

Me, who is brand new to writing, thinking it was just an activity people chose to do, much like making a New Year's Resolution: "It's an organization...? With like money and stuff???"