#threshold questions

[starry-bi-sky]

don't you want to be a cult leader? - danyal al ghul au

this is mostly a joke post but i thought it was funny and had to share so--

his first mistake was, obviously, inheriting his father's inability to see an injustice and stand still. -- actually, danyal's first mistake was his lair being so big. a mountainous island with a large temple in the center resembling his old home in Nanda Parbat? With sprawling foliage and rivers and streams and waterfalls galore? What was he going to do with all that space? Let it go to waste? He had plants there! Native trees of the ghost zone growing from the soil! He couldn't let it all be left unchecked!

So naturally after helping a fellow teenage assassin ghost -- who he later learns is named Akihiko, -- from Walker of all people, he sent them over to hang low at his lair until it was safe enough for them to wander around the Zone. Walker couldn't get through Danyal's astrofield if his life depended on it, and trust him -- he's tried. Danny was clearing out debris from his stupid transport vans for weeks.

Honestly it wasn't so bad, he and Aki really quickly became fast friends and Danny loves having a sparring partner close to his level again -- he hasn't had this much fun fighting since he left the League. Aki was very dedicated and levelheaded, the both of them clicked really well because of it.

Nonono, the real trouble began after Danyal met some long-passed League members and allowed them to come join his island as well. Apparently they had made a few enemies of the zone, and maybe Danyal still felt some loyalty to the League. He couldn't just let them be left to rot. Their zealotry could be overlooked so long as they kept it contained and helped him take care of his island.

And it.. snowballs from there? He meets a teen squire aptly calling himself Ambroise -- whether that was his living name or not is yet to be seen -- who died during feudal france, who is just about as dramatic and passionate as every french stereotype makes them out to be. He calls Danyal "my moon and great muse" -- which is both flattering and little uncomfortable, but Danyal's grown up in the League as the Grandson of the Demon Head, he is used to mild worship. he passes it off as nothing more, nothing less. -- and while his energy is overwhelming on the worst of days, he helps Danny draw out of his shell more in ways that Sam and Tucker still struggle with.

Him and Aki butt heads a lot, but the two seem to hold the other in at least some positive regard, so Danny doesn't worry too much about them fighting while he's gone. It only becomes a mild issue when Aki also begins calling Danny "my moon". It's a little sweet, so Danyal brushes it off.

Then he takes in a troupe of ghosts some time after he defeats Pariah Dark and they begin calling him "great one" just as the yetis do in the far frozen. This is where he meets the twins -- a pair of sibling ghosts who call themselves Trixie and Missy (short for Trick and Mislead) -- who aren't quite as passionate as Ambroise but more energetic than Aki. Eventually they also start calling Danyal "my moon" and attach themselves to his hip, even within the living. They like to hide in his shadow and cause trouble for the rest of the students. He makes sure they don't hurt anyone.

He's pretty sure Aki is jealous, same with Ambroise, but he can't be too certain other than the fact that they become much more lingering (re: clingy) whenever he visits the island.. Something he's trying to do much more often these days due to the increasing amount of people living there now. Since when did he become so popular?

Then there's Pēnelópeia from the Greater Athens, who ran away from home and joined his Island after he ran into her while she was being chased by Skulker -- and he's pretty sure the reason was because of her chimeric appearance. Her strange eyes and mismatched wings and lion's tail and talons. She assimilates into his friend group very easily, she gets along well with Ambroise and Trixie and Danny usually finds the three of them climbing the trees to pluck the most fruit from the top. They can fly and he knows it, but they prefer to climb.

Then finally there's silent poet Akkara who comes from ancient mesopotamia, who gets along most with Aki -- which is no surprise there considering their similar personality dispositions. he watches Aki and Danyal fight each other and leaves comments on this or that that he notices. He writes Danyal poems on clay tablets and leaves them by his room.

They're one big mismatched group of outcasts, and Danny's got the other ghosts on his island to tend to, because they're living on his island and he wants to be hospitable even if he struggles with that. But he spends the most of his time with them.

Sam and Tucker are making fun of him. Tucker jokingly tells him 'careful Danny, at this rate you're gonna start a cult'. Danny really wishes he had taken that joke more seriously.

He just. keeps. collecting people. Wayward souls lost in the zone, looking for shelter or refuge from something or other -- whether that be another hostile ghost, or a past afterlife, or just a purpose. Danyal finds them, he takes them in, offers them a place on his island until they are ready to leave. Many seldom do. He's not complaining -- he has the space, and it feels like it's only ever growing.

His close friends, his "inner circle" as he's heard the others call them, keep insistently calling him "my moon". He starts calling them his stars, because then it only feels fair. They're his stars, this is his constellation. It becomes a thing; little star halos begin forming behind their heads, picking them out from the rest. He loves them so much, it's hard to place. Sam and Tucker are also his stars, but they reside in the living realm, they're his tie to Life. Meanwhile, his friends here know what it's like to be dead, and sometimes its nice to relate.

Those living on his island keep calling him "Great One" and he's beginning to notice zealotry in their care for his island. He really, deeply appreciates it. His close friends gain nicknames -- as his stars, it's only natural for him to pick them out from the cluster in the skies. Akihiko, his Sirius and bright star. Trix and Missy, Castor and Pollux, the twins and troublemakers. Ambroise, his zealous Antares and close friend. Penelopeia, chimeric and loyal Vega. And Akkara, his Arcturus and strength.

It's ridiculous how long it takes for him to notice; he is, of course, a deadly trained assassin. He is meant to be observant -- and normally he is! But somehow this becomes a blind spot. One that becomes too big to be dealt with by the time he realizes it.

He should've noticed when Aki, his Sirius, stood beside him one day while Danyal looked over his island and saw the sprawling spirits carrying on about their afterlife and bowing to him as they saw him, and said: "I looked down into the depths when I met you; I couldn't measure it." They aren't one for flowing prose, it took him so off guard he was silent for over a minute before he finally spoke.

Danyal should've recognized devotion for what it is, and yet he didn't. He should've recognized it when Antares began spouting praises about him, crowing about his radiance and resplendence to the heavens. He just brushed it off as Ambroise being Ambroise. He should've recognized it when Trix and Missy nearly broke Dash's leg after he knocked Danyal's books out of his hands, he excused it as them being protective. Of them coming from times where such violence may have been customary -- after all, that's what he used to be like. What he was still like, sometimes, when his emotions nearly got the better of him.

He should've noticed it when the people living on his island followed his word like gospel, looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky. When his friends gifted him a shawl with the moon phases delicately embroidered into it, with silver, shimmering thread and moving stars lovingly stitched into it. Their constellations seen clear as day in the dark fabric. When he found small shrines dedicated to him -- but they lacked any image of him beyond stones carved to look like moons, so he ignored it. When the religious imagery began popping up.

He really, really should've noticed it when a bunch of cultists accidentally summoned Antares, and Antares had turned to him when he arrived and called them heretics. But he was so centered on the fact that they had kidnapped one of his stars, that he hadn't paid much attention to what Ambroise had said.

Sages say that faith is blind, they should also say faith in you is even blinder.

It really only hits him one afternoon while he's sitting in Sam's room studying with Tucker, Missy and Trixie lounging at his feet, Aki sat on his right, Penelopeia braiding his hair, Ambroise draped against him, and Akkara lurking over him. Its one of the rare few times they're all in one room together.

It hits him like a bolt of lightning. He looks up from his textbook. "Oh Ancients," he says in no amounting shock. Everyone looks up to him.

"I've become my grandfather."

[mrtequilasunset]

Tumblr really did not want to let me upload this file. Anyways. Phys Skills!

in case you haven't seen the other designs they're here: [Psyche] [Motorics (currently redesigning)]

[myenterpriseisparked]

HAPPY THRESHOLD DAY, YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS:

[rhinocio]

照らすの夜の中 導いて、 君は

[fushiglow]

here's what goes on: things are extremely difficult right now and have been getting gradually more difficult for some time. every single byte of RAM available to me is going towards managing the stress i'm experiencing IRL. if i'm writing, it's whatever doesn't contribute to my stress so...

i don't know when i'll be able to update over the threshold. no one is more disappointed than me, but i'm still sorry, pals ♥

[seethinglikeme]

i like obidei but only in a very specific way. basically i just think the idea of deidara seeing obito not just unmasked but having dropped the tobi persona entirely (whether obito intended him to see or not), being really into him, and absolutely fucking hating it would be really funny. like fucking fuming about the fact that obito is an uchiha who has been playing him for a fool this entire time with the whole tobi persona but he’s also actually hot as fuck with this cool mature vibe. just utterly seething

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Are you a sub?

On Anon as well, lmao. Fuck it, I'll answer.

I like to bottom. That doesn't make me submissive.

I think there is often a blurring of the two linked to how people think penetrating something is a dominant/possessive act. It can be and that can be hot, but it isn't automatic, and it does depend on the person and the energy they bring to the encounter.

I had to work through that hang up myself; being penetrated doesn't make me less of a man, liking it doesn't make me less of a man, nor does it impact my power dynamics in a relationship or encounter, unless I want it to.

In fact, by society's standards, I am more masculine and dominant than my six foot two, two hundred pound partner, who sends me kitten pictures with the heading 'kitteh' and gets cute aggression for British Shorthairs, squeals when nature touches him, and won't touch cold food on a plate because it squicks him.

Hope this, uh, helps?

[altschmerzes]

'you're platonically married and you write about platonic sex, how can you possibly care about the distinction between platonic and romantic, what's the point, isn't that silly' is a late but strong contender for most mystifying and vaguely hurtful thing someone has said to me in 2024

[alectoperdita]

I'm annoyed at work so I'm posting more WIP snippets instead. (I also stayed up to like 3AM writing so that might have something to do with the crank.)

A continuation from yesterday's posted snippet of continuing Old Friends, so smutty bits under the cut per usual.

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Seto grabbed the other man's hips, rocking him back and forth to feel the slick drag of Katsuya's cock along his own. It was heavy and full. The wet head rubbed against his sensitive frenulum. Drooled as it traced the underside of his cock. Their skin squelched as they frotted.

Even without his aid, Katsuya seemed ready to ride the motion as he was to ride Seto's cock as he professed to desire. At this point, they were less kissing and more smearing their panting mouths against one another, swapping moans and spit.

But Seto fast approached his breaking point. In a few more ruts, he would explode.

"Katsuya, stop teasing me. You said you'd fuck me!" he cried.

Katsuya lifted his head up just enough so Seto could finally focus his vision on his face. "Babe, you're the one who's got my hips in a death grip. You squeeze me any tighter and I'll pop."

So he did. One by one, he pried his fingers off Katsuya's waist and clawed the sheets instead. Katsuya rose onto his knees, thick erection swinging between his legs. With one hand, he pushed the sweaty bangs from his forehead. His bulky chest heaved with each breath, drawing attention to his sculpted pectoral muscles. 

Seto was convinced he was art incarnate. Every part of him enamored him. His cock lifted to chase after him with pre-come beading from his slit.

Katsuya walked his hand up Seto's inner thigh, and Seto automatically parted his legs for him. "Who wouldn't fuck you when you ask so pretty? You got condoms? Lube?"

"Top drawer in the night stand to your left," Seto managed to choke out. He lied there, blinking rapidly and tried to catch his breath. But the sound of Katsuya rummaging through the drawer rang in his ears, sending his heart racing.

Katsuya moved fast, though. In a flash, he returned with lube in one hand and a condom in the other. "Do you want me to prep you? Or do you wanna do it yourself?"

Seto's voice sounded faint when he replied, "Will you do it?"

Expression soft with affection, Katsuya bent over and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Of course. I wanna. Can't wait to find out how you feel around my fingers."

[baylardian-1]

im cringe but im free!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤪

uniquely in the First Splinter Timeline (book canon), i think kathryn would regain all of her lost/hazy memories from all that happens to her in the Q Continuum when she's brought back from death. which, GOOD OR BAD, would allow her to remember those three hyperevolved glory days. :)

(multiple timelines allows me to enjoy playing in both sandboxes of kathryn can/can't remember how the triplets came about haha)

also i think everyone just assumes she'd be fine and well-versed in having a baby but she actually isn't and she's terrified of the whole ordeal and it's way harder than laying eggs haha.

[fideidefenswhore]

Do you think Catherine and Arthur of Aragon had sexual intercourse?

well, yes!

[fushiglow]

For Satoru: Triple question:

- Who did you look up to/inspired you to be an idol while you were a trainee?

- Which of your sunbaenim are your favorite?

- Which of your hoobae are your favorite?

(Mwah mwah love you Glo)

Mmm, I was pretty unfamiliar with the scene when I first moved to Korea. I leaned on the other trainees a lot during the early days, especially when I could barely speak a word of Korean. The boys helped me with all the important stuff. You know, teaching me curse words and the like! Even if it became clear pretty quickly that I didn't belong in a group, I've always respected them.

As for your other questions, I'm hurt that you think I'm the type to play favourites! Even if I did play favourites, which I definitely don't, a gentleman never tells!

—

'Ask Satoru' your own question or find out more.

[pinetreeparadoxx]

Are cats deserving of the cheese to the face?

Well it depends on the cat (you don't wanna cheese a timid or easily scared cat) but if you have an unbotherable beast it's kinda funny lol

[spark-circuit]

me being too on edge at work recently

[direwolfrules]

To my non-Star Trek followers and mutuals, what do you think of the Salamander nonsense that’s been my feed today?

[dreamofmourning]

"Willfulness might strike in a moment of suspension: what gets in the way of what is on the way."

"The project form of the will is how a body comes to stretch out, in the very process of actively converting a possibility, or at least of feeling itself as involved in this conversion [...] As a possibility comes within reach, a density of experience is acquired."