#sat talks

[crguang]

alright hear me out for this kaf x reader idea…

R is an ipc investigative journalist/reporter who was tasked to investigate the stellaron hunters and who eventually becomes the head of the biggest ipc propaganda campaign against the SH… R is making themself semi-insane trying to piece together the SH’s Big Plan and their ties to the finality, elio’s role in it and how his ability might work, what planet/group the SH will hit next, etc. since it’s a big ask they’re in on private and sensitive information that most people dont know about the SH, like how jade was aware that they were following the path of finality. R is the kind of person that thrives off solving puzzles, whose work usually gives them a rush whenever they find themself at a dead end, so they’re very analytical and loves to put themself inside their opponents heads in order to predict their next move.

ipc journalist who is so obsessed with putting together the SH puzzle that theyre not afraid to get their hands dirty and show up where they think the SH will pass by, and maybe their moral compass is not quite in the right place because they’re more concerned with solving something no one has solved before than the actual lives at stake… they understand the human mind and their propaganda tactics are working wonderfully so on top of the general public’s preconceived notion of the SH as criminals they get painted as a bigger threat than they actually are through posters, ads, social media platforms, etc in order for them to eventually be unable to hide in the shadows and be brought into the spotlight, right into R’s hands. and maybe theyre sooo focused on the big picture that they don’t care to keep their guard up because they dream of seeing the SH in person, after a year of studying them and their M.O. they ironically fall for some of their own propaganda, where the SH become this legendary and mysterious group that only works in the shadows which creates a lot of anticipation within R— where are they going next? what are they doing now? would they hit pier point again?— they’re masterminds, and in R’s head they become bigger than the human beings that they actually are.

R uses their (carefully fabricated) knowledge on the SH to rally worlds and organizations heavily influenced by the ipc against the SH so that they get tipped off whenever one is out and about and you know who loves to shop everywhere she goes… to walk around without a care for a disguise….. essentially, between kafka and R it’s an elaborate game of chess if the pawns were chasing each other. kaf purposely leaves behind little clues she knows R will be the only one who cares enough to pick up on and sometimes (lots of times) they’re simply red herrings to let them know they’re also being watched. kaf would find it so funny to fuck with them like the luofu quest was us chasing her while she left these clues around to distract us and she’d do the same to R purely for the love of the game. she’d give them something small to keep them hooked and then plant more red herrings and subliminal messages that mean nothing (if anything, they’re a testament that she thinks about them more than she probably should). she reads the morning paper with a big ass smile whenever she recognizes their work in the media. she takes note of all the lies they spread about her and the subtle hints they communicate to her through their campaign. she’s having the time of her life. she loves being chased and she loves being in control even more; R is good but not good enough to be an actual threat even if they do sometimes predict their next move, they’re working against destiny after all.

it goes on for months and after so long of this little game kaf personally sneaks up on them to confront them abt all those lies they’re spewing about her in the media and delights in the flurry of expressions that passes across R’s face at the sight of her— shock, confusion, interest, anticipation but interestingly enough, no fear. she’d corner them on their own turf, perhaps even pier point itself to really send the message that she can do whatever she wants. they stand there in shock while she takes a look around at all the plastered journals and handwritten notes, printed text messages and the likes on the office walls. half of it is meaningless but she does get a better understanding of what R knows and what they don’t, and they know more than she thought which is pretty impressive. what’s even more interesting is that R makes no move to report her, she can see the questions they long to ask and the excitement in their eyes and it’s ridiculously endearing because from afar they seem a lot tougher. still, underestimating their wits would be stupid, so she doesn’t.

she pulls off a piece of newspaper from the wall and tilts her head as she reads, an amused smile on her lips. “A high-end clothing store collapsed. What a shame.”

“Are you saying it wasn’t you?”

“I’m saying I love velvet coats.”

i think what would get her most excited is that R is a good judge of character and that they’re not easily fooled when lied to in person, and she can see that in the way they’re looking at her. despite their excitement now that they’re meeting face to face their guard is up and her words are quietly scrutinized (which she loves) but so is everything else about her. her mannerisms, her walk, the clothes she chose to wear that day, how she styled her hair, what attracts her eye first and for longer. their mind is quietly working and she preens at the attention. ughhh she gets off on being deeply ingrained into someone’s thoughts and R’s well and truly obsessed. there’s so much potential here am i crazy, tell me yall see it </3

[satur1day]

Lapin cadebury canonically gay! Unfortunately he’s fucking aguefort

[satur1day]

I actually suggested this like a month ago to my motw group to combat the fact that I have no ac at my house

dreamt that ppl were playing "dnd hard mode" which was just playing dnd by a pool and if you rolled a nat 1 the dm pushed you into the water

[morganbritton132]

Steve, telling this story about something embarrassing this guy in one of his classes did in high school: -and yeah, I would’ve quit school altogether. You just can’t recover from that.

Robin:

Robin: That was me.

Steve: Uh, no? It was the guy that sat behind me in history.

Robin: That was me.

Steve: No, that guy had like, really awful curly hair.

Robin: That was me. With a perm.

Steve:

Dustin, who Steve was telling this story to in order to make him feel better about something he did: …maybe stop talking.

Steve: That guys name was Rubin

Robin: No, it wasn’t because it was me

[crguang]

the way i wasn’t proud of a lover’s goodbye kiss when i finished writing it but in hindsight it’s my absolute favourite of anything i’ve written on this website so far… i would say i captured some of the heaviness of living with grief for a long time and the little reunion (closure) at the end still makes me a bit emotional when i reread shdjfjfm i cant listen to this song without thinking of liu and this fic now, and it’s a comfort song of mine <3

but my favorite of all my works is and forever will be Ô Reverent Mother, i dont think i can ever beat that one. im actually proud of how i portrayed betrayal, unhappiness, devotion and twisted affection like mother miranda activates a chip in me that makes me good at writing its crazy. im very fond of that fic because i struggled to complete it but i made it and it’s good. i love it and i miss re8 a lot

this fic game got me thinking - what is everyone's favourite fic that they've written? like what is your magnum opus and why? what's your fic legacy?

[chirrups]

being a bird owner and bird nerd in general really does fill me with lots of small and asinine grian headcanons.

like: does grian have a gizzard? and if he does, does this guy eat rocks???

[who-always-pays-their-taxes]

Bruce is NOT Stephanie’s dad but she does hate him in a way that only a daughter can hate her father.

[yes-asil]

The nano-second I saw the video I knew I had to recreate it with the Kratt brothers.

Audio: Tub o Ware

[crguang]

at a wedding and it got me thinking about kafka because im mentally ill but imagine getting invited to a family member’s wedding and she happens to be free that day so she comes with you as your plus one, dressed in a slick backless dress with a jacket over her shoulders and an elegant choker around her neck, her nails are done and her hair is up. she’s not one for ceremonies and would likely be bored during the actual wedding because it’s in a church. she sits next to you on a pew, behaving herself like you told her to and you get a bit misty eyed during the ceremony so you lay your head on her shoulder and lace your fingers with hers, your palm under hers. around you there’s a choir singing and the couple of the hour are pronouncing their vows. kafka looks at your joined hands, your bare fingers loosely gripping hers. she can smell the scent of your shampoo and the perfume you applied to your skin a few hours earlier. she doesn’t care much for what’s happening around her, just the anticipation in the air as a lifelong commitment is made out of selfless love. she leans her head on top of yours.

during the reception, your family flock around her due to her charms and composure, bombarding her with questions she navigates gracefully. at some point you leave her among the wolves and slip away to spend some time with the rest of your family, congratulating the newlyweds and keeping up with your closed ones’ lives. kafka’s surrounded, a champagne glass in hand, and gazes at you from across the room. she takes advantage of pauses in the conversation to look at you laughing and hugging family members, mind empty. she tells herself she just likes how you look in that outfit. when the married couple have their first dance, she takes in the softness in your eyes while you watch them.

she’s the one who finds you some time later while you’re seated at one of the round tables with your cousin’s six month old in arms, kissing the baby’s face to get him to smile. it works, and a warm expression takes over your features as you coo at him, pinching his chubby cheeks. kafka lays a wine glass on the table that she fetched for you just now.

“having fun?” she asks, taking a seat next to you. her eyes keep darting back to the baby in your hands and the smile on your face.

“yeah. my aunties finally left you alone?”

“i had to slip away while they were talking amongst themselves. they’d make great bait on a mission.”

“please dont call my family bait.”

the baby babbles unintelligibly and your attention diverts back to him. he stares at kafka, a new addition to his environment, and she stares back.

“wanna hold him?” you lift him towards her and kafka lifts her hands in refusal.

“no, thanks.”

“but he wants you!”

she’s forced to take hold of him by his little waist when you put him on her lap. she sits straighter, holding him away from her chest like he’ll pounce on her any second. you hide a smile behind your hand.

“he’s not a grenade. you can hug him.”

“i’d handle a grenade better.”

kafka and the baby stare at each other for a while. he brings a fist to his mouth, then loses interest a minute later. she looks more uncomfortable than you’ve ever seen her, if only by her posture, and you bite back another amused smile before relieving her. you gently take the six month-old back in your arms. he likes you better anyway, pawing at your cheeks with his tiny hands. kafka takes a sip of her glass. her eyes are on you the entire night, and she relaxes somewhat when the baby’s mother comes to whisk him away.

you dance together for some time, her hands at your waist and yours around her neck, talking lowly amongst yourselves and staring into each other’s eyes. by the time you get home, you’re exhausted by the social event. you take off your shoes and jewelry and kafka watches you for a few minutes before finally speaking the words that have been rotating in her mind for five hours.

“do you want to get married?”

you pause, a confused smile on your lips. you start to undress and she stands near the large dresser on one side of the room, a strangely uncertain look on her face. She doesn’t fidget or fiddle with her hands, just leans on the furniture and awaits your reply.

“where’s that coming from?”

“you seemed really happy today.”

“yeah. someone i love just took a huge leap in her life and is very happy for it. the ceremony was beautiful, too, and i had a great time.”

kafka looks away for a moment to take off her earrings. she shrugs nonchalantly but your eyes narrow in suspicion a bit.

“you’re great with kids.”

you stand in your underwear for a moment, observing her body language, then the reason for her sudden attitude hits you and you chuckle.

“did you get freaked out seeing me with that baby?”

“no. i guess you just…belonged.”

“is that what you think i want? marriage and a baby?”

kafka looks at you. “well, is it?”

you walk to her with a barely concealed smile, loosely wrapping your arms around her waist. “would you give it to me?”

she doesn’t respond to that and that is an answer in itself.

“pfft,” you shake your head good naturally, “you’re an idiot. you let today get to your head, baby.”

kafka pouts and returns your embrace. you kiss it off her lips.

“that’s not what i need from you. you’re enough… for now <3”

[satur1day]

I have not played genshin in years and I don’t plan on returning but I absolutely will be watching all the cutscenes from the new archon quest cause what do you mean it’s focused on albedo?! My favorite character?? The one I literally left my party for 20 minutes to pull for on my 18 birthday?? And kaeya is defending him?????

I need to know how this goes down

[crguang]

oh anon we need to talk… i have had this (almost) exact same idea COME OVER HERE PSPSPSPST SEV DOESNT GET IT CMERE

bleu’s desperate desire to uphold everyone’s dreams at the cost of herself would totally have her lying to her s/o’s face every day. she tends to overlook/enable bad things so that people keep their overall state of excitement towards the future so if she had a little cozy life in désir and allowed herself to get close to them knowing this town was never going go last, the angst potential is off the charts. does R also dream of discity, that place bleu already knows to be a scam? does their dream slowly shift the more they get accustomed to life with bleu? she’s so adept at emotional distance, would she keep up the facade and make R as happy as can be until désir succumbs to mania and the game’s over or would she slowly start to distance herself near the end to keep that intangible idea of a perfect life intact?

what to do when a dream is not a distant place but a person… how else to keep it safe but to lead someone on all the time? what to do when it starts to hurt, when ur the reason why that dream shatters? make their dream happen and risk it not living up to that idolized version of yourself, in which case u just killed them? keep the precarious balance between being present and not getting too close until it starts to not be enough, in which case u just killed them? from the beginning she would see it as a story doomed to fall apart, but she would try. she would toy with them if it meant keeping their dreams safe, for as long as she can. and she would hurt and she would ignore it because this isn’t about her, is it? she has no dreams anymore. she would play the perfect little wife too well, and delude herself into believing that she’s doing it for you, that she’s lying for you. but désir is also her oasis, it’s where she gets to be useful, as responsible as she feels.

and maybe the shift happens because discity is ever so distant while désir is now, this warm welcoming community is here. but bleu works with distance, it’s what gives said dream an enticing glow, too close and it shatters. but actually bring them to discity and it all falls apart…

“désir isn’t so bad, is it? the community, the weather…” the unsaid ‘you’

“oh, ma chérie. you would abandon your longtime dreams for this little town?” for me???

and when everything does inevitably fall apart, would it hurt as much to have been lied to? would it hurt more that she’s leaving? does it even matter if it means the dream is gone or can dreams simply transform with the addition of new variables? would she still run? would she write letters that she never sends or would she actually send them because, after all, you did share something deeper. but she’s so quick to remove herself from the situation, so quick to take on all the blame and disappear, if she hears that you’re doing fine through Chief she’s for sure keeping her distance me thinks

cue the reunion… she’s written a dozen letters, has seen R in a hundred art pieces and has thought of her (not all fake) idyllic life in désir until she’s made herself crazy. now what?

I can't help but think of angsty old women yuri with Vautour Bleu. Like, an AU where VB and reader are cute old partners but have to part ways after the events of Desír and the unveiling of the 'truth', or rather the deal with the Chief, of VB's wrongdoings that reader didn't know of. Cue the mutual longing and pining, despite the anger and disappointment brewing in reader. Then cue them meeting again. I can't think anymore, I miss my wife terribly:(

i fear i must be the bearer of terrible news............ but bleu didn't activate the blorboism chip in my brain 😔😔😔 her story and event was definitely fun to play but it was very much an "oh that happened" moment for me hskdhkjfkh however i will admit that bleu lends herself incredibly well to angsty old yuri. for better bleu crumbs u shld check out @crguang who is my ceo of vautour bleu mhm

[storybook-souls]

and oh my GOD, a round of fucking applause for britt fucking lower!!!!!!!! playing someone who's not only pretending to be someone else but the someone she's pretending to be is sort of kind of her and walking the line of making it clear without making it obvious deftly enough that the entire internet has been arguing for a week....THE ACTRESS THAT YOU ARE!

[qweenofurheart]

sequel to this

bonus:

[bet-on-me-13]

The GIW did it!

So! Danny gets captured by the GIW, gets experimented on for a bit, and breaks out.

He manages to get home, but in his rush he accidently de-transforms before checking that the coast was clear and his Parents see his Ghost Form. Before he can turn invisible or fly to run away, his parents charge at him and Hig him tightly.

They start crying and hugging him, just happy that is is back.

Oh yeah, he had gone missing for a full week with no explanation...

Eventually his parents calm down and Danny is forced to explain everything, but in a Classic Fenton Misunderstanding, when Danny explains that he had been taken by the GIW, his parent instantly assume the GIW was the ones to turn him into a Ghost.

Before Danny can correct them, they are already rushing into their Lab to plan out their takedown of the GIW and all their affiliates.

Well, that works, he guesses...?

[lambiesvault]

You know what fucks me up but also makes my heart sing?

The fact Shen Jiu The Person™, living breathing and being is nowhere in the canon. We know of a Shen Jiu in the novel and all the character information is gleaned off anecdotes, author's notes and second hand reports, reactions of others to him and their perception of him.

We got what Shen Yuan's thoughts are on him (The scummiest villain to scum), we got Airplane's scraped backstory for him (erased and forgotten), we got reactions from other peak lords to the before and after in SQQ's behaviour and their limited interactions. We even get Luo Binghe's gratefulness for the 180 personality shift. That's all in reaction to ripples to Shen Yuan's presence and is again filtered through his biases.

The closest we could get to a real portrayal of Shen Jiu would have been from Yue Qingyuan but that man would not speak of what SQQ would not bring up himself. And it will still just be a portrait, very much flawed and altered.

He is the one character we will never truly meet.

All of those are outside of Shen Jiu. We never actually see him, only glimpses of him through others.

There's no Shen Jiu in the canon. He doesn't just show up in the novels, not even for a scene. (Even og Bing-ge does what the hell). Point being, Shen Jiu was whatever people saw him as and as what changed, even us readers.

But here's the kicker

We ourselves participate in building him anew from love and that makes me so feral

We as a fandom decided to make him whole, beyond the canon, because we saw those crumbs and said, no, he's more than that, he's a person, he deserves a voice that's his own and we will write to give him it and we will make him whole rather than the sum of others' perception of him.

(I might not make sense but tldr, Shen Jiu doesn't ever show up in the novels and he still got people who love him enough to create for him makes me so weak)

[whyficat]

Sam in 13.21 Beat the Devil

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