#unless they've changed that i haven't checked

[mayonnaisetoffees]

The why don't you let the cat/lettuce run your country jokes are funny don't get me wrong but they do ignore the most frustrating part of this:

We have no say!! They aren't calling a general election!! Unless you're a member of the Conservative party you have absolutely Zero say in the matter at all!!

So reminder that if you have any kind of election coming up, any chance to vote, be it the US midterms or a presidential vote or local council elections or whatever, PLEASE go and vote. Have your say.

[ohbo-ohno]

well now i can't stop thinking about reader in a depressive episode bc she's trapped in the apartment refusing to leave the bed or check her phone for texts and the only thing ghost and soap can do is helplessly watch through the cameras..or managing to accidentally hurt herself somehow in an escape attempt and ghost sends a text berating her for it but soap can see he's actually very afraid.. angst potential here off the charts ngl

ugh i looooove good angst. my favorite romance trope is second-chance because there's very little i love more than a man fucking up and begging for forgiveness.

putting a read more here bc im gonna talk about depression and thats a pretty big cw <3

it would be very difficult to not get depressed when they're both gone for days at a time. you'd go from being in their presence 24/7, constant attention, to just nothing for days on end. especially with the presence of the collar and chain at your throat? it would all throw you into a not-quite-person headspace, and that's not great when you're all alone :(

early on you don't like to interact with them. johnny spams you with texts - funny memes, stupid things people have said, things he wants to do when he's back with you - and you ignore him out of spite (except he can see you lunge for the phone every time it buzzes, and from certain camera angels he can see the way you smile when he tells you about something embarrassing simon did). simon doesn't text much at all, that's not a specific to you thing though he's just like that, so he's almost exclusively texting you little scolding messages. smirks when he sees you scowl and pout through the camera :(

they'd be really worried once you stop getting out of bed. even when you're scared of them, there's still a fire there yk? they don't want you to change as a person, they just want to keep you. when you start to give up a little, it would send them into a bit of a tailspin.

johnny worries first (he hadn't noticed first, but he worries first). he sends you a text and you don't move to look at it, which he's never seen happen unless you're asleep or two far away from the phone to hear it. so he spams you, does that thing where he sends one letter at a time so your phone is just making an endless buzzing noise. his heart lodges in his throat when you just roll onto your other side, not even looking at it or shoving it onto the floor.

simon has to stay calm, because johnny's freaking out. he's very worried about you too, but he can't be showing that with the way that johnny's hands shake as he shoves the camera app into his face.

they can't just leave, they've got a contract they've signed promising to complete x y and z, or else they'd be on their way back when you only leave the bed once in 24 hours and it's to use the bathroom. they're snippy and pushy, rude to everyone and each other because they can't help you.

the next morning you get out of bed. ghost shakes soap awake, a rare desperation in his movements as he forces him to look at your shuffling form on the little phones screen.

you're very slow moving, stiff from your day in bed and slow from exhaustion and hunger. you trip over the chain, go sprawling to the ground with a cry that echoes like a gunshot out of simon's phone speakers. you curl up, hands cradling the knee your weight fell on, and you don't get back up.

simon and johnny are gone, immediately. they break contract and just about every traffic law ever written to get back to you, tearing up the stairs at a full sprint like there's a fire on their heels.

you're still on the floor when they get there, haven't moved an inch from where you first fell (which they know, at least one of them has had his eyes on the cameras since you hit the floor). johnny wants to take you to a hospital, but simon manages to talk him down a bit when they see that your knee is only red and a little scraped.

the real problem is in your head. you don't bother reacting much when they burst in, just sort of lay limp and let them do what they want. like a doll.

johnny's cupping your face, squeezing a little too tight and making eye contact with you. he looks frantic. "lovie? c'mon, talk to me. what's wrong, huh?"

simon's stroking over your body with hands that shake, just enough for you to notice. he's leaned against the back of the couch, you between his legs and your back against his chest, legs caged by his.

"give her a second, johnny," simon rumbles, petting up and down your arms in a soothing and consistent movement. "she's alright. just gotta..." he cuts himself off for a moment, swallowing down the lingering panic in his throat. "just need a little love, huh sweetheart? little love and attention, and you'll be okay."

they slowly coax your mind back to your body, steady movements that don't jar or (for once) don't push any of your boundaries. they're warm, murmuring soft praises and kind words.

you cry when you fully come back to yourself, overcome with how comforted you truly feel. you shouldn't. they've kidnapped you, they keep you chained to the fucking floor like a dog when they leave you.

but they're so warm, and so soft. johnny's mumbling into your neck all the things he likes about you (pretty face, soft skin, perfect size, sweetest eyes, cutest expressions) and simon is breathing heavy and deep in your ear, guiding your breathing with his as it grows heavier and heavier.

that night is the first night you cuddle into them. you need them, even if they've forced it to be that way. you can't change it now.

[ml-nolan]

For those prompts also if you feel like it noticing their individual quirks for Dreamling?

Hi, sorry it's been uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh almost four months. 💀💀💀

This happens during Music When You Speak in the Layers of the Sun AU (Rockstar/Record Store AU). It takes place between chapters 8 and 9, while Dream is still on tour, but after he's invited Hob to meet them in Nashville. 

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As a rule, Hob tries to steer clear of countdowns. As far as he's concerned, if you start focusing on how days pass, you might miss them as they go by. You never really know how many you've got, so why rush them along?

But if he were that sort of man, he'd be drawing an x through every single day on the calendar that takes him closer to seeing Dream again.

In the meantime, they've enjoyed several more video calls together (and enjoyed means exactly what you think it does). Thankfully, Dream hasn't had to spend too many nights on the bus these last two weeks, and even though he's looking more and more worn down, Hob usually gets him nice and blissed out by the end of each call.

Even though Hob now knows he can set off fireworks behind Dream's eyelids whenever he talks him off, Dream has just as much time for his silly stories.

Tonight, Dream is rosy with endorphins, head cushioned in the crook of his own arm as he listens to Hob talk about the time he's sure he saw Nessie (although his mate Henry insisted it was a river seal, which is total rubbish). It's a story that involves a clunky footbridge over the river Ness and a lot of shouting and hooting and splashing. Hob knocks over his phone at least twice while he's telling it.

The last time he props his phone back up against a pillow, Dream is wearing a smile that really should be too wide for his small mouth.

"What? What's with that shit-eating grin, you nightmare?"

Dream shakes his head, but the warm, open expression hangs on tight. "It's nothing."

"Bollocks 'it's nothing.' You only smile like that when you're about to obliterate me."

Hob waits, because he can tell Dream is thinking. Then, glacially slow, Dream says, "You tell stories with your whole body."

Hob suddenly feels very self conscious. He rolls onto his back, wiggling like a dog seeking belly rubs as he settles into the covers. Then he picks up the phone, ready to again face Dream. Sort of.

"Have you noticed?" Dream says after Hob has re-settled. Not letting him off the hook, then.

"Guess I haven't." Hob feels Dream disassembling him, affectionately examining the machinery that makes Hob himself. The attention makes Hob squirm, though not unpleasantly.

"All your characters have different voices. You shape scenes with your hands. Like the way you might tell stories to a child," Dream says. Normally a line like that would make Hob worry he'd insulted Dream, but Dream exudes the same level of coziness as if he's just been tucked into bed and given his favorite blankie.

Still, Hob's got to check. "Something wrong with that?"

Dream shakes his head slowly. "Not at all. As usual, you are a wonder, Hob Gadling."

If Hob weren't already roasting from the inside out, he'd blush. "Aw, you're just saying that to get into my pants."

"Unless there has been a change in the last few minutes, I happen to know you are not wearing any," Dream smirks.

"My god, you've done it already, haven't you? Why wasn't I told?"

Hob is rewarded for his buffoonery with another fit of honking laughter, which Dream fruitlessly tries to smother against his elbow. Internally, Hob gathers up the springs and cogs that Dream had so affectionately probed. Maybe Dream has a knack for taking him apart, but if you ask Hob, he's getting pretty damn good at cracking Dream up.

And he's looking forward to doing more of it. A lot more of it, if he has his way.

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EDIT: Here it is on AO3 😊😊😊

[lynxiesblog]

hi! i've been listening to subliminals for maybe 2ish years, and I learned about the law of assumption a little bit ago. I have that mindset of whatever I'm manifesting is mine, apart from the occasional stray thoughts, and I see people seeing subliminal results take as long as you think they will but sometimes I feel like I've never gotten any results at all or if I have they've gone away. Especially when it comes to appearance subs I feel like I haven't gotten any results in the time I've been listening to them. Sorry for the rant but if I could get any insight I would rlly appreciate it! <3

No need to apologize my luv :) ♡

I definitely know what you’re talking about — I kinda had the same experience especially when I started manifesting my desired body. I would see the results then after a while they would go away. Before everything you need to convince yourself that your results are permanent no MATTER what, because they literally are. There’s no question about it.

Some tips that’s really helped me :

˚ . ˚✧ Flat out ignoring the fact that I’m manifesting x physical aspect about myself (in my case, it was my body);

some people say whenever you’re manifesting a physical change you shouldn’t focus too much on what you’re seeing in the 3D, but let’s be honest it’s kinda impossible not to😭 . soo, what I did was instead of having a negative reaction towards what the 3D is showing me I would affirm while looking in the mirror saying “omg when did my waist get so small” or “why have my hips gotten so wide all of sudden???” while looking at my body and “acting” as if I was genuinely surprised.

˚ . ˚✧ Affirming as I am falling asleep — I am being so honest if you are “lacking results” literally listen to one subliminal overnight, I say one because you don’t want to oversaturate your brain especially if you’re trying to manifest something new.

++ while I would be falling asleep I would repeat each affirmation 5 times. E.g let’s say I want to have a smaller nose I would affirm :

“I already have a small/ button/ ski slope nose”

“It is an objective fact that i have a small/ button/ ski slope nose”

“I truly know that i have a small/ button/ ski slope nose”

“I can go on with life now, as i know that i already have a small/ button/ ski slope nose.”

“My manifestations are done.”

“I feel all of the joys and sensations of having a small/ button/ ski slope nose immediately.”

“The 3D physical world is simply an illusion and doesn´t determine what’s real. I already and truly have a small/ button/ ski slope nose.”

While affirming, you really have to ACT as if you already have your desire. This method works the fastest in my opinion and for me personally, so I am constantly recommending it ♡

˚ . ˚✧ Changing sub makers / making my own subs — there are many famous sub makers that others get results from that I have never gotten results from or when I did they went away same thing as you. And that is completely fine I would recommend you take out the subliminals that you think don’t work for you and replace them with others <3

Some sub makers that work very well for me are :

Aiko’s potion (to be more specific her symmetrical face sub, princess peach lips sub & body sub) — she’s literally the ONLY sub maker than I got results from when using her symmetrical face sub. I got my results pretty much instantly 😭😭

Kestiny — I just started using her subliminal but they work so so well . Especially her feline eyes sub, friends sub, confidence sub; they are all 10/10’s

I want it, I go it — her pretty privileged sub worked INSTANTLY

Raemi — the clear skin sub worked overnight for me no joke😭

Those are the main people I have in my current playlist and I’ve been getting constant results so you should definitely check them out <3

˚ . ˚✧ TAKE PICTURES OF BEFORE AND AFTER — I cannot stress this enough you won’t notice any changes unless you compare old pictures to recent ones. You don’t have to do this with everything you’re manifesting but with things such as your eyes, nose, jaw, eyebrows, whatever it may be you should definitely take pictures and kinda try to forget about them for a while then taking a new one after couple of days (or even weeks) and compare them. (Try taking the pictures in the same lighting & angle so that you’ll be able to see the difference clearly)

˚ . ˚✧ if you speak a different language (in my case French & Spanish) — you should try making your own subliminals in that language it speeds up your results by a lot :)

I wrote so much I am so sorry😭, I truly hope this helps you. Im always free for you to dm me if you want me to expand more on a point or share my playlist 💕.

[lyraeon]

how do you deal with feeling like you're being ditched for a better offer by a friend? it feels like that might be happening and it hurts a lot

it feels like since this friend got involved with a new group of people, they've been slowly ditching me.

i paid them for a sketch commission back in January and they said it was taking a while but was close to being done in February. it was more of an informal thing but thats beside the point. it's also making me feel messed about by them

Gah. I keep forgetting I have this ask. I just haven't been in a place where I felt like I could give advice in general, and barely been on Tumblr. so, sorry about that, first of all.

A lot of times if someone really clicks with a new person or group, they'll spend extra time with them cuz it's new and exciting. So, if your friend's been hanging out with others more, but still talking to you, I would just give it some time. but since you're talking about a commission from months back, I'm guessing it's been a while.

It sucks when friends move on, but it's also a natural part of life whether we like it or not. people change and grow, one way or another, and that includes friendships waxing and waning. There's likely something they're looking for that they're getting more from the new group than you, for better or for worse.

As far as the commission goes though, if you gave them money for a commission it doesn't really matter if it was informal or not, as long as they knew that's why they were getting the money then they're obliged to deliver. So you're going to have to decide if it's worth it to you to check in on it, or you just want to write the money off as lost.

To be honest, if you're sure they know about the commission, there's a chance they're (at least subconsciously) avoiding you out of guilt about owing you. So that might be something hanging out there too.

I would probably not want to stay friends with someone who took my money and didn't deliver, unless I knew exactly why, and even then I'd expect a direct apology about it. I don't know how close you two were before this so I don't know how committed you are to keeping them as a friend.

Personally in your situation, I'd make pros and cons of keeping them as a friend first, then confront them if I felt it was worth it. I would confront them specifically saying that hey, I don't know if you remember this but I'm still frustrated you never delivered, and at this point I'm ok with just putting this behind us but I would appreciate an apology for taking my money and not keeping up your end of the bargain first (but I also would have written it off several months ago). It's a major breech of trust to do that, so wanting an apology, or even wanting them to still deliver or give you your money back, as a condition of continued friendship feels reasonable.

But like I said, is what I'd do. Doesn't have to be what you do. But definitely know that you're worth it and there will be other friends out there, likely that respect you more too.

If anyone else has extra advice, please feel free to add!

[divineerdrick]

Munitorium Field Manual for April 25, 2024

Alright! It's time for the next balance pass, and it looks like we're on schedule for quarterly points updates and 6 month dataslates. I'm still hoping we see a new mission pack this year too!

Balance in 40K right now is the best it's probably ever been. However that's cold comfort for some of the armies that are trailing, especially if you're facing off against the new hotness. In the video and article, GW acknowledged a few factions that are specifically being targeted.

Adeptus Mechanicus

Wildly considered the weakest army in the game right now, lowering the point costs any further isn't going to make AdMech players happy. The army is currently the most expensive army to play in the game, and points buffs will only make that worse. Still, they're apparently getting some. Hopefully they'll be carefully targeted, like on Cawl. But AdMech needs rules, not points. GW acknowledged this, but the faction might bet stuck waiting another 3 months.

Space Marines

GW has acknowledged they've written themselves into a corner here. If they buff the underperforming Space Marines, aren't they also buffing the overperforming Black Templars? This means buffs to Space Marines have to come with some buffs and nerfs to the other Chapters. Hopefully a lot for Deathwatch. They're in such a dire state they need their own batch of buffs.

Necrons

We all predicted Necrons would dominate, and they are. It's no surprise they got called out for nerfs. Sounds like at the very least C'tan are getting hit. I don't like the idea of nerfing units because of a good detachment. I'm hoping they'll just reign in the Hypercrypt later.

Orks, Custodes, and Tau

These books just came out but they're getting their true point costs in this MFM. Orks will probably need some nerfs, or they're just going to replace Necrons at the top. Custodes needs buffs, probably in both rules and points. I'm glad they pulled the 4+ FNP from the main detachment, 'cause otherwise you'd never play anything else. But unfortunately it appears to just be gone. In fact nearly all the tools Custodes had to feel and play as an elite army are gone. So while point changes will be nice, they're probably going to need more.

Tau are getting their book after this MFM, so they will be getting their points costs in a little later.

Tyranids

Although not mentioned, I can't help but touch on my faction. Many win rates have Tyranids sitting around 45-46%, just within GWs window of being okay. But as Art of War's Adam Camilleri recently discussed, Tyranids are not in a good spot. When you dig into their win rates you find a troubling trend.

Tyranids are doing fine on bottom tables and outside of competitive. This is good! This means the army has a low skill floor, and makes a good entry point into the game. This is especially important when you consider how popular the faction is and that it's one of the launch factions.

But as you go up deeper into events, Tyranids start to underperform hard. They have a very low skill ceiling. Their main tricks are all skill checks, so any skilled opponent isn't bothered by them. The end result is that Tyranids haven't claimed a single podium at a major event. Compare that to AdMech, with two podiums and a much smaller player base, and Tyranids start to look like they may be the true weakest faction in the game.

Let's hope they don't get overlooked . . .

Again, I'm going to do this more by vibe than specific changes, unless something really strikes me.

Adepta Sororitas

For a faction that is doing this well, this almost all looks like internal balance changes. Crusaders and Deathcult got a strange nerf to their 2 man units, making them completely inefficient now. But the big nerfs are to the Triumph of Saint Katherine and the Blade of Saint Elynor. This will probably steal one small unit from the average Sisters army.

Adeptus Custodes

Oh wow! That's just all good news. And boy do our Golden Gods and Goddesses need it right now! Unfortunately these green changes are from the Codex, not from the Index. Still there are buffs here. I just don't think it will be enough to stop them from plummeting into D-Tier again.

Adeptus Mechanicus

There are infantry buffs here that probably have AdMech players wincing, but a lot of these are targeted where they need to be. Cawl is down 30 pts. Kastelans are down 20. Destroyers, Dunecrawlers, and Disintegrators are all down 10. Now if we can get some rules changes . . .

Aeldari

The Galaxy's former rulers could still use some nerfs, but this still feels mostly like internal balance changes. The only serious nerf here is Fuegan. Also GW would like it if you didn't take Shadow Spectres.

Warp Spiders still haven't gotten a real nerf. I mean, come on!

Agents of the Imperium

The Callidus finally gets a nerf, and it's only 10 pts. Pretty sure that's still auto-include in most lists. Henchman are now 50 pts base and Kyria Draxus is up 10 as well. This is actually a pretty serious nerf to Custodes.

Astra Militarum

Guard needed more love than they got last time, and now they're getting it. While indirect has been further nerfed, and both Bullgryn and Kasrkin took a hit, Scions, Leman Russes, and Hellhounds all got buffs. This feel like a tad too much internal balance tweaking, but the Leman Russ buffs are going to help a lot.

Black Templars

GW says it's time to pay for those meltas! Also, Crusader Squads have taken another of those weird, minimum squad hits. Larger squads are probably still going to be really good. Sword Brethren finally took a nerf.

Blood Angels

Those are some big nerfs to Death Company and some big buffs to San Guard. Strangely Mephiston also got a buff. Don't threat over that buff to Death Company Intercessors, you're still paying the same cost overall with the nerfs to Priests and Lemartes.

Chaos Daemons

Okay! I've been trying to pay more attention to how Daemons are doing. And they seem to be in a pretty good place! There's probably some internal balance that can still be done, but I think it's fair that they saved their time and manpower for the factions that really need it.

Chaos Knights

This is a little bit surprising. Not only could the Traitor Households use a little love, but Wardog spam is still the only real way to play the faction. They really should have given the big knights a few buffs.

Chaos Space Marines

Last time CSM took the triple tap, and boy did it hurt them! Fortunately, GW is trying to give them a little love without rolling back any of the previous nerfs. There are a lot of buffs here, and some of them are pretty hefty. Hopefully this will help them a bit.

Dark Angels

The Dark Angels Codex was almost universally disappointing. But here are a few nice point bumps on some of their more popular units. Also, Lion El'Jonson went down a full 50 pts!

Death Guard

Another MFM, another quarter of Blighlord Terminators getting left behind. They could have used some targeted buffs, and that one has been needed for a bit now.

Deathwatch

Do you play Deathwatch? Well apparently GW doesn't think you do. The objectively worst faction in the game gets no buffs. They better get some rules changes soon.

Drukhari

Drukhari really benefited from their new detachment, but they could still use a little love. GW thinks they're best staying where they are for now. The pains of making that exactly 50% win rate.

Genestealer Cults

GSC is sitting at 49% though, so they get a few targeted buffs. It's almost all on vehicles, but the slight buff to Aberrants is nice. The vehicles honestly need a detachment to help them out though.

Grey Knights

The Knights from Titan are doing pretty well right now. So GW decided to see if they can fix a little internal balance. As usual, they're trying to make the core Space Marine infantry more appealing.

Imperial Knights

The Knight Households are doing just a little worse than their Traitor counterparts. But they'll find no love here. Maybe GW will finally fix bondsman abilities in the next Dataslate.

Leagues of Votann

Again, Votann needs units. But for now they have to settle on slightly cheaper infantry. Oh, I guess Uthar took a buff too, but he needs rules not points.

Necrons

There is green on this page. Why is there green on this page? Even outside of Hypercrypt, Necrons are still doing quite well. If Orks weren't waiting in the wings, I'd be really worried this was another situation where the internal balance changes leave the top faction exactly where they were.

All of the expected targets took massive nerfs, except for Wraiths. But they let us know that ahead of time. There are some serious buffs here though! Destroyers got some nice drops, as did the Catacomb Command Barge. Necrons are gonna be just fine.

Orks

Again, these colors are based on the Codex, not the previous MFM. Even still, this is nearly all good news for the Greenskins. Squighog Boyz took a really heavy hit. But a lot of stuff either stayed the same or actually went down. Boyz at 85 pts is good news for everyone looking forward to Green Tide. With Badrukk gone, the Flash Gitz need that buff! Orks are going to be in a good place.

Space Marines

They really just don't know what to do with the Angel of Death right now, do they? The Codex Chapters really need some love, and I just don't think this is it. This looks more like an internal balance pass than a buff to an ailing faction. The Terminators could definitely use the buff, but I think they could have left Eliminators and the Stormraven alone for now. I don't think this is going to do much to help the faction as a whole.

Space Wolves

Space Wolves were doing fine. They were about as even keel as you could get. It's their detachment that needs love, not their points. I don't understand how you give them any buffs while ignoring Deathwatch.

T'au Empire

Again, we're getting points changes in their Codex and then in another MFM later. Nothing to report here for now.

Thousand Sons

What am I looking at here? They nerf a few enhancements but otherwise it's all buffs? I have a feeling they legitimately don't know what to do about KSons until they can do another Dataslate. It is true that they're running really tight on points with barely enough units to actually play the game. But that army just hurts people. I can't imagine giving them buffs right now.

Tyranids

Gargoyles are going up again. This probably still isn't to the point where you don't take them. But honestly, again, handing out nerfs to a bottom army always feels bad. Other than that, it's all good news. Maybe we might see the Swarmlord on the table again!

World Eaters

All good news here, and definitely needed. World Eaters got a double tap last time, so this is good. I don't know if this will put Berzerkers on the table, but it would be nice if it does.

Final Thoughts

I have a feeling GW is playing things a little bit cautiously. They've got new Codexes, coming in hot, one right after another, and with a meta this tight they're probably afraid of doing too much. Plus I think they need to figure out Space Marines more.

This feel very much like a band-aid to try and make things a little better before they deliver whatever rules they're working on. I feel like Necrons are going to be fine. They won't be on top anymore but they'll still be strong. Orks are coming in hot, ready to take their rightful place at the top of the pack. Sisters and KSons are also going to be in good shape. Custodes are going to be taking a nose dive, probably right back to the bottom rung.

The changes to AdMech and Tyranids are going to help, but they're not going to make us strong factions. I think CSM is in slightly betters shape, but they're not going to be anything like what they once were. Dark Angels will do a little better, while Black Templars will do a lot worse. Blood Angels and Space Wolves should be fine. I think everyone else is going to be staying roughly where they were.

And if you play Deathwatch, apparently GW would dearly like you to stop.

[mixed-theater-faisty-tings]

Infinitely Jealous

Conrad Request

A/N:HIII!!! I KNOW I HAVEN'T POSTED IN AGES I'VE REALLY MISSED IT. WITH THE NEW SEASON OF THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY I FELT A SMALL SPARK OF INSPIRATION AND GOT THIS REQUEST FROM @shqtteredcrystql1. NOW BEAR WITH ME MY WRITING SKILLS HAVE DETERIORATED A BIT SINCE I LAST POSTED AND I'M STILL WORKING ON MY SMUT WRITING SPOILER ALERT. I AM OPEN TO FEEDBACK OR EVEN ADVICE. I AM TYRING TO WRITE MORE WHEN I CAN I JSUT NEVER WANNA GIVE HALF BAKED IDEAS. OKAY I WILL STOP BABBLING ENJOY!

P.S please don't hurt me for using Conrad and Belly's infinity for this I just love the concept. okay thank you.

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, cheesy lol, Teen Drinking, Protected sex.

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Y/N POV 

The stench of alcohol fills my nose as drunken teenagers dance the night away with whatever is in their system. I came to this stupid beach party with Conrad and Jeremiah who both ran off to do god knows what not that this was a new occurrence.

Jere has always attracted girls like moths to light meanwhile Conrad ventures off to do whatever he does and if someone happens to join them he won't push them off so long as they don't try to actually get to know him least that is how he has been the last few summers. 

They started bringing me here with them 7 years ago when we met. I've always been closer with Conrad. Jeremiah had Belly and Conrad had me though you never want to go to boardwalk with the four of us unless you're wanting some quality entertainment.

The Fisher boys always know how to have fun the Conklin's and I can never say no even if it means coming to a dumb beach bonfire. I'd go anywhere with Conrad it's been that way since we met this includes an impromptu trip to the other side of the country to attend a Universal Studios Horrors night as my birthday present. 

We were grounded for 2 months after that one but it was worth any time with him was. He'll only ever see me as his best friend though he has made that crystal clear he's been in touch with this Deb he met last summer "Nicole", they've just been talking but it seems like they could be more this summer or just a casual summer fling of convenience. Maybe this summer I'll find my fling.

"Hey don't think I've ever seen you around here?", a voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "Huh?",  I connect with brown eyes belonging to someone tall, dark skinned, curly dark hair and muscular. "I said I've never seen you around here.", he repeats himself. "Funny because I've come here every summer for the last 7 years." a laugh decorates my words with a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh yeah?  Which house is yours?", he plays along. "First of all creepy and second I'm a guest with the Fisher's.", I giggle. "Ah great guys always fun at a party." his attitude changes from interested to standoffish. "We are just friends all of us.", I smile kindly. "Good to know..care for a drink?", he extends his hand to me with a kind smile. 

"Sure why not.", I take his hand. "I'm Lucas.". "Y/N.". "And I'm Conrad glad we got the introductions out of the way now let's get beer.", my best friend pops up out of nowhere. "Uh okay sure I'll be right back.", Lucas runs off wearing a confused expression. "What are you doing?", I hiss at the brown-haired boy. 

"Hanging with my best bud what do you mean.", he slings his arm around my shoulder with a smirk planted on his lips...his lips..focus. "No why you're doing is ruining a potential new friend.", a stern tone clutches onto my words. "Friend huh? Yeah sure whatever.", he scoffs. "Go makeup with Red Sox girl some more.", I roll my eyes pushing his arm off of me. I knew it was Nicole but saying her name out loud stung.

"Jealous?", I don't have to look at him to know a sly look sits on his face. "As if. Have I ever been jealous of the girls you've dated?", my arms sit crossed just beneath my chest. "I'm sure you have been.". "Check your ego bro.", I turn to walk away when he says, "I have you to keep me humble don't I?", a chuckle follows. 

"Whatever I'll see you later.", the sand envelops my feet treading to find Lucas. "Y/N over here!", a voice calls me over belonging to Lucas over by the fire. "Your bodyguard still with you?", he asks when I finally make it over to him. "Funny uh no I gave him the night off.", I smile. "Good to know.", he playfully bumps my shoulder handing me a beer can unopened. 

"So do you come here just for summer or do you experience Cousins in all four seasons?", I ask. He takes a seat in the sand waiting for me to join him before answering. "I actually go to boarding school so I experience a little bit of all four seasons on holiday assuming I don't run off to Mexico for Christmas or spring break.", he laughs. "You don't seem the other spoiled boarding school brats we run into here.", confusion swirls in my head. 

"I mean would you prefer for me to? Ugh my parents shipping me off to some lame ass boarding school with their credit card knowing I have a trust fund to carry me for the rest of my life even though I'll probably blow it on some stupid shit as soon as I'm 25.", his tone becomes snarky, and attitude narcissistic quickly replaced by the charming side once more. 

"Entertaining I will say but not my vibe.", a laugh escapes my lips. "Good cause that's not who I am.", he chuckles joins the air. We spend the time talking soon leaving the fire to walk along the beach taking about just how different our lives are. He was good company, but I kept thinking about Conrad and what he was doing, who he was with, why he wasn't with me. 

Yes, I know I basically told him fuck off but it's not like he ever listens he's my best friend and he knows y/n speak by now. Conrad maybe smart enough to get into Brown but sometimes he needs a little push in the right direction. "Y/N are you listening?", Lucas jumps in front of me. My face drops into a frown feeling bad i hadn’t been pay attention.

"Y/N quick it's Conrad!", Steven yells. My feet carry me as fast as they can without getting caught in the sand back to the group of teens surrounding a fight with none other than my stupid best friend in the middle of it.

"Con! Quit being stupid!", I push my way through the crowd and try to pull him off the random dude. My attempt was moot until Jere finally stepped in and broke up the fight around the same time as sirens began sounding. 

"Cops!". The teens that once covered the beach dropped their drinks and scattered like cockroaches. "Y/N let's go grab some ice cream and I'll take you home.", Lucas grabs ahold of my hand gently tugging me away from the guys.

"Like hell you will.", Conrad pulls me towards him. "You don't own her man. She can come with me if she wants to.", the alluring guy I was talking to all night disappears taken over with frustration and anger.

"We brought her, we will take her home besides she just met you like I'd ever let her endanger herself like that. Besides your place isn’t her home. Mine is.”the brown hair boy mocks the curly haired boys statement. "I never said anything about my place quit putting words in my mouth".

 "Would both of you just shut up!.", my outburst took both of them aback. "Lucas I'll see you around. Conrad let's get your stupid ass home.", annoyance prominent in my voice as I drag them away from each other. "Give me the keys Conrad.", I hold out my hand. "Not a chance.", he pushes past me and gets in the drivers side of his sedan. 

"I can't fucking believe you.", his tone accusatory. "Believe me about what?". "That boarding school trust fund fuck boys are your type.", his hands grip the wheel tighter than normal meanwhile I completely lose it.

"And how the fuck would you know what my type is huh! You have never cared nor taken an interest in the guys I have talked to. God acting like my dad I don't need your protection okay I can take care of myself.", I can feel my cheeks turning hot with anger. 

"You are so wrapped up in your own world you don't even notice that I do care about who you are with. You deserve more than that jackass.", tension settles in the air, suddenly this car feels like a tiny box."All that guy wanted to do was hook up with you.",his voice was filled with a know it all tone.

"So what if that is what I wanted!", he is surprised by my response. "You don't wanna lose it to some random one night stand.". "And if I do?", I didn't but he didn't need to know that.

"I know you Y/N you want to lose it to someone you care about and you know cares about you.", his grips loosens. "Maybe it's just not meant for me.", I can't let my guard down. 

My eyes follow his hand as it leaves the wheel and lays flat against the skin between my thigh and knee. "Don't say that.", we finally pull into the driveway of the beach house quietly making our way in the house careful not to wake Laurel or Susannah. I make my way to the kitchen grabbing some powdered donuts from the pantry. 

"I wasn't trying to upset you..honestly. You're my best friend and I never want to hurt you but lately I just keep fucking up.", he follows me after Jere, Belly and Steven trot upstairs to their rooms. "It's fine Connie you were right I don't wanna lose my virginity to some dude I met on the beach at a lame party.", I avoid looking at him. 

"I wouldn't want that for you either.", a gentle tone takes over his voice. "You're not fucking up anything by the way I mean I'm still here aren't I?", I attempt to lighten the mood. "Surprisingly so.", he chuckles. "What's going on in that brilliant head of yours?", I finally bathe the strength to look at him without melting. 

The way the front pieces of his hair kind of flop in front of his eyes, he's constantly pushing them behind his ear mainly when he's nervous but he also refuses to cut it Susannah loves it. His brown eyes seep into mine without even trying encapsulating me in a daydream. 

"You...me...y/n you think I don't care who you date but I do.", a nervous Conrad is not something I don't see often or ever really. "Let's not have this conversation again please.", I beg. "I have feelings for you.", he blurts not looking me in the eye. "What?", I'm taken aback praying he said what I heard.

"I like you Y/N and I have since we met I'm just so screwed up and I didn't wanna drag you down with me especially with my mom. You're the only other person besides me who knows about my parents and they don't even know that I know.", the sound of the stool screeching against the floor as he stands up out of the chair echos string us both. 

"Con you're not screwed up..", I gently take his hands in mine connecting our eyes. "You just need to develop better communication skills.". "How's this for practice?", his body leans over mine slowly coming down to bring his lips to mine. 

Is this really happening? Am I about to kiss Conrad Fisher, I've only ever dreamed of this moment never anticipating the reality god don't let me mess this up please. The soft skin of his lips gently connect with him, his hands disconnecting from mine caressing my cheeks instead leaving my hand to go to his shoulders pulling him closer afraid to lose the moment. 

I've always felt safe around him but, here in this moment it was cloud nine times a million. I didn't want it to end but we had to breathe eventually. "So?". 

"Well ahem.. a kiss isn't communicating however you can take that as an I feel the same way..", I anxiously pull my bottom lip between my teeth. "I love how you do that when you're nervous.", a nervous laugh escapes his lips. "We should head up to bed it's getting late.", as much as I don't want to I pull away from his body, his warmth knowing he'll be different in the morning. 

"Stay with me tonight.", it comes off as a statement rather than a question making my heart jump with excitement. "Your mom would flip if she caught us in your room.", I raise a brow. "Not if she doesn't find out or I come up with a really good excuse as to why you were in my room, and my bed.", he keeps me close.

"I don't know Con.". "Please.". "Okay fine.". 

Pleased with my appliance to his wishes he leads us upstairs to his room carefully closing the door. After removing our shoes we lay in his bed facing each other, the light of the moon casting a light so bright I could see his whole face in the dark.

The soft touch of his hands push some hair behind my ear before pulling me into our second kiss of the evening. 

Without thinking I immediately kiss him back, our bodies manage to close any gap left between us in a matter of seconds the moment enclosing us in a world of our own. I pull back slightly we are still nose to nose but rarely any space is between us. 

With as much confidence as I could muster I whisper the words I've wanted to say for months, "I want it to be you.". He is slightly surprised by my statement but doesn't break our contact, a small smile daring to turn up the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure? That wasn't what I was trying to do not now.", the words are soft spoken. 

"I'm sure unless you don't want to?", my eyes search his for an ounce of rejection. "Believe me I want to I just don't want you to feel rushed or pressured.". Without another word my hand takes a hold of his guiding it from the softness of my legs up to rest on my hips slowly and ever so gently. "Please Connie." with that I connect our lips once more. 

He takes this as his green light deepening the kiss turning me onto my back so he can be onto careful not to crush me under him. My fingers dance under his shirt against his stomach and chest, he smiles into the kiss before moving to my neck tenderly nipping at the skin a gasp escaping my lips. 

"We have to be quiet baby.", he whispers into my ear sending shivers down my spine in the best way possible. We both sit up swiftly removing our shirts, he gently pecks my lips allowing himself to kiss down my jawline, neck and along my shoulders till his hands reach the clasp of my bra. 

"May I?", his breathe tickles my neck and I nod. The white lace is soon gone leaving my top half completely bare and exposed, to my own surprise I'm not as nervous as I'd thought I'd be but how can I be when it's him.

He begins to kiss from my shoulder back down my chest gently laying me back down before reaching my jeans. I can feel his fingers undo the button and zipper tugging the denim off my hips and down my legs. 

A cold breeze hit my sensitiveness causing me to shudder. One step further and my panties have fond the rest of the clothes on my the floor. His eyes meet mine again a smile plastered on his face before speaking in a hushed tone. "Okay I'm gonna be honest it does hurt the first time but I promise I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure that you are ready before then. Do you trust me baby?". 

"Of course I do.", I smile. 

Our lips attach themselves once more as his thumb begins to rub my bud an action responsible for my hips bucking up. "It's okay.Relax", he reassures me against my lips.

My mind goes foggy overcome by his touch, of course I've touch myself but his hands against my most sensitive part was a whole new feeling of pleasure I've had yet to explore. 

When he feels I'm ready he slides a finger inside pumping in and out slowly, our moans mix together in the air trying to remain quiet. "I'm going to add another okay?". "Okay.". I feel his index and and middle fingers sliding in and out of me a wave of pleasure washing over me. I kiss him to try and cover my moans a futile action as I end up moaning against his lips instead. 

"Fuck yes just like that.", my hips begin to grind against his fingers giving him confidence to speed up slightly. My stomach begins to tighten as my climax winds up, he plants soft kisses along my chest continuing his motions only heightening my moans. "You are so beautiful y/n.", his whisper causes butterflies to let loose in my stomach. 

"I think I'm ready Connie.", I couldn't hold back anymore. I wanted him, all of him more than anything in this moment. "I think so too.", all contact is taken away so he could remove his jeans but I can't help the whimper that leaves my lips at the loss. 

The moment stand still our eyes locked on one another taking in this sight of each others exposed state, emotionally and physically bare. I prayed he couldn't hear how loud my heart was beating I've wanted him for so long to be more than my best friend and here he is, here I am giving him my first an I wouldn't change a thing. 

"Do you have protection?", I ask. He nods before reaching into his drawer and pulling out a shiny gold foil, putting on the condom and hovering over me once more. "I want you to be mine.", the words fall graciously from his now swollen lips. "I am yours.", I'm quick to answer.

"No I mean I want us, you and me. Boyfriend and girlfriend. This isn't just a one time thing. Be mine? Please.", a vulnerable Conrad is a side we rarely see and only in his most emotional state thought I've always been his soft spot. "I've always been yours whether you knew it or not my love.", I don't blush at the statement instead I smile and plant a small kiss on his nose. 

"This may still hurt I'm gonna go slow and let me know when I can move okay?", his lips lower to mine. His tip rubbing against my clit earning a small moan. "Okay.", I force the one worded answer out. As he kisses me slowly his member enters me...holy shit...a stint of pain swells inside my body, "Please move Con.", I manage. 

The thrusts replace pain with bliss, his minty scent fills my olfactory nerves, the soft touch of his lips and hands dance along my skin with sweat glistening on us both.

"Fuck you feel good baby.", he's as breathless as I am. His hands grip my hips imprinting small marks on them while my nails dig into his shoulders and back my entire body buried in ecstasy. 

"More.", I beg. I can feel him smirk into my neck picking up his pace and pushing deeper into me causing my back to arch off the bed our chests colliding. "Oh god." I moan gripping his shoulders so tight my knuckles are white.

"You're okay we're almost there.",his words soothe me and I allow myself to fall back against the mattress. As if they have a mind of their own my hips being to move meeting his hurts with equal enthusiasm and energy. "Just like that.", he groans into my skin. 

The knot in my stomach grows and grows I'm toe curling close to my end as is he. His speed picks up, ours moans mix praying we don't wake anyone. Mass amounts of Conrads groans fill the air when I begin to clench around him neither of us could hold on any longer.

 A white haze clouds all my senses as my entire body shakes with my orgasm. I feel him finish with me both of us panting and completely gone for each other and the moment we just shared.

A few minutes pass allowing us to collect ourselves before he quickly jumps grabbing an old t-shirt to clean us up. His care is gently and appreciated as some soreness begins to settle between my legs. 

"So how was I?', my cheeks turn red as I ask. I grab his shirt off the floor and pull it over my head covering myself.  "Perfect.", his arms wrap around my body spooning me, comforting me in a way I've never known a person could.

"Thank you for being my first.", the words are spoken just above a whisper. "Just hope you don't regret it.", his body tenses nervously against my back a sadness coating his words. "I could never regret you Conrad not about this, and not about us...we're infinite.". 

"Infinite.". he repests. "I should probably go to mine and Belly's room before anyone gets suspicious.", I try to get up only to be pulled back by Conrad. "You aren't going anywhere. I told you I will find a great excuse as to why you were in here.", I giggle at his statement.

"And what about the clothes that covering the floor?", I cock an eyebrow at him. "I've been meaning to do laundry.", he answers. 

"That includes my panties?", I can't help but laugh. "They got mixed up?", he shrugs. "My boyfriend ladies and gentlemen the best liar.", we both erupt in a fit of laughter though it is short lived as my eyelids begin to droop closed.

"Goodnight Connie.", my whole body relaxes into his chest sleep taking over. 

"Goodnight my infinity.", him kissing my head is the last thing I remember before being swept away in sleep. 

Infinity.  

[unironicallycringe]

Haven't the Sheikah always been considered Hylian?

No, they haven't - at least not according to my memory of older games or the wikis I just checked to verify!

The only time I can find where they've been cited as such is specifically from the TotK distinction, which is why it feels so weird for the game to retcon it across the board. In prior games and canon, Sheikah were considered a separate human people/tribe similar to the distinction between Hylian and Gerudo. (The term "human" used to be a separate distinction waaaay back in the day too, but then it seems to have gotten rolled into an umbrella term by around Skyward Sword.) To make matters even MORE confusing, there's always also been the term "Hyrulean" - this has historically referred to all citizens of the country of Hyrule, not just the Hylian ones. So in that regard, while Sheikah were not Hylians, Sheikah were Hyruleans. However, TotK seems to merge these two terms now as well(?)

I don't have a huge problem with changing all that wording normally! It's whatever, sometimes you mess with your worldbuilding for whatever reason. I think it's primarily an eyebrow-raise because the change comes with the additional knowledge that the Sheikah were recently subject to a canon genocide. So it's a weird choice to retcon their race into a subrace without acknowledging it in-universe. One could say "yeah, they're a subrace now, on account of the whole genocide thing" but I .... don't think Nintendo is trying to make that point, else it would have (or should have) been stated.

Thanks for your ask!

(also i'm worried about all the Sheikah/Hylian asks being posed on anon, so I apologize if I've intimidated anyone. I know the Scotland/UK ask really threw me off, so I reacted jokingly to it without ever "answering" it, but I promise I'm not weird about discussion asks unless the asks themselves are Weird)

[kabra-malvada]

I don't need sleep I need my genies in ✨sweaters✨

Thinking about that genie au I came up with lately... and now I got some more ideas for it:

You would have to introduce them to modern technology and how the world has changed in general (They haven't had a master in a loooong time).

To create eclipse they have to willingly fuse, but can hold back each other from un-fusing for a while (A Steven universe kind of situation). but becoming Eclipse can be really tiring.

As Eclipse they become really impulsive and kind of clingy. Because They have to keep each other constantly in check, they tend to act out a lot.

They love trying new clothes on, but at first they tried some of Y/N's on and ended up ruining them (They were just too big for them), So Y/N went out and bought them those pretty sweaters.

They don't really need to eat, but both enjoy Y/N's cooking a lot so they've been eating a lot more lately.

Because Y/N didn't really thought of the consequences of their actions, now they have no way of explaining how they got so much money out of the blue (and they don't want to waste a wish by just wishing for a winner lottery ticket or something like that), so they still go to work their part time job and has not told anybody about the money, kind of like a secret millionaire.

In hopes of not accidently revealing themselves to the world Y/N had to put down some rules: No magic while they're not home, unless they're willing to wear a disguise or transform they can't leave the house under any circumstances, while they're gone the kitchen is out of limits, etc.

And that's some of the things I've thought of so far, man am I hungry... I'm gonna pour myself sum reeses puffs or sumthing.

[possiblylando]

Chainsaw man 126 'Early' Analysis

This chapter was great. Falling is just so fucking silly. She can afford to be because she has literally THE BEST regeneration we've seen in the entire series. Like this is Wolverine/Deadpool levels of bullshit regeneration speed and power. It's safe to rule out the idea that this is Chainfraud Man remember that theory from 125?

[Stupid Voice] Aww he loves her This fight is gonna end up happening around Asa/Yoru next chapter. Meaning it'll end up as a battle royal between Yoru Denji and Falling. Unless they decide to team up for the time being to deal with falling then they fight. I haven't really gone over this but I don't think anyone can actually see the Yoru scar on Asa. It seems to just be a visual change for the reader due to the transformation being a mental swap not a physical one. Rom-Com antics insue. Also keep in mind for that Yoru ALSO has a crush on denji.

He is so intelligent It's a combination of Funny and Sad how Denji's coping mechanism for the events of part 1 is by destroying his own brain. Also I know that he has regeneration but do the neurons and their store information also fully regenerate? They have to right?

Falling is such a great comedic foil to Denji because she's so serious and down to business it becomes funny. Also I'm just noticing this now but Falling has double jointed arms. It didn't really register with me until now. They've gotta be in previous chapters right? Lemme check real quick-

Alright they are. They're just not used much outside her default pose.

This is by far the most insane feat of regeneration we've seen in the entire series. Being able to regenerate from inside Chainsaw Man's stomach is a feat not even the Horsemen are capable of. Falling goes off after Asa and we get this

So who is this? We can narrow it down to two organizations due to the outfit. 1. Public Safety 2. A Boy from the School It's more than likely this is a returning character but it could totally be a new one as well. Most likely this is Yoshida since he knows about Falling's appearance and the location of it. However this could also be the Chainsaw Man fanboy. Kishibe is a possibility but I doubt it since this isn't really how he speaks. So I'm gonna put my money on this being Yoshida.

[larkral]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thank you @orange-peony and @wellbelesbian for tagging me in this game! I feel sure that others have tagged me but I have become incapable of reading my activity feed.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

14! This feels both reasonable and correct. (one is a self-meta and one is a round robin fic)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

204,176 this feels correct and unreasonable.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Carry On, In Other Lands, apparently Check Please though I haven't published the thing yet.

Historically I've written for X-men the movie and Battlestar Galactica (BSG). Most of the fics in my profile are for BSG, and all of my X-men fic was on ff.n 🤷

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos

Number 1 is Good at Something by a ridiculous margin. Number 2 is A Dangerous Affinity by a normal margin Numbers 3-5 are fics in a series I wrote for Battlestar Galactica: Proof Positive (third in the series), Proving Grounds (first in the series), and Prove that you can do it better (second in the series), which I posted 8 years ago. So they've had a while to accrue readers.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do... most of the time. Sometimes I get overwhelmed and don't respond for a while. I intend to respond to comments, I don't always do so.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

A BSG fic called Grief. Which is actually about how horrible it feels to realize that your grief has lessened over time.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I suppose this is a deep spoiler, but I think A Dangerous Affinity has the happiest ending of anything I've written. It's happy for the characters (who don't die) as well as for the crossover setting it's based in.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really? The only thing I'd consider borderline "hate" is when someone bookmarked a fic I adore (An Arranged Meeting) with a long comment that included both of these phrases:

"you have to buy some changes in personality depiction" and "the random timeset of the vignettes is hard to follow."

And, listen. If you are reading a deep AU and you can't understand why people who have a meaningful change in their early professionally formative years might end up as different people, I don't know what to say to you. Also, like, I wrote it nonlinearly. That was on purpose! I love nonlinear narratives, I would change nothing.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yeah. Yep. All kinds? My BSG ship was het, I've written some femslash for Carry On, as well as a...um, fair amount of mascslash (is this a thing? I'm going with it), and in my Check Please fic there's an orgy, so. Lots of kinds of smut, though, as others have mentioned, I tend to trade in tender smut above all else.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yeah, those 200k words up there? 125k of them is a Carry On/Scholomance crossover/fandom fusion. But the characters don't cross over, so... Shrug.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

nope

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope, but I *want to*

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

God, this is a hard question! I cannot. I will not. Pacey/Sage. There. Now you know.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I started writing a story in BSG that was based around the idea that Kara was adopted by Tigh and Ellen, and I wrote some stuff I really really love for it, but I lost the mojo around BSG around the time I was starting on that story.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Figurative language.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I really have to be yanked into the story I'm writing. It's difficult for me to find motivation to write unless the story is dragging me along kicking and screaming, or I've got some kind of external motivation to write. I feel very lucky to have had a lot of

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I think it can be necessary. I did it in ADA, and it was necessary, and I added translations in the title so it showed up on hover and end notes. I think that sometimes it's done when it's not necessary and then it bugs me, but as long as I'm being given adequate context to continue reading on, I'm happy. It's hard to write because inevitably when you're doing it, it's because someone is a native speaker/fluent, but likely you as the writer aren't, so you need to get someone who is to advise, which is not easy to do in fandom. I've been lucky to have friends and connections who can help with those things, but it's not a given.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

whispered Animorphs.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Good at Something. Closely tied with Holsom Timeloop/Friday Prime, which no one but @petedavidsonscock has put their eyes upon, and it's not yet finished, but I love it so much.

I'm tagging @fireinmywoods, @shrekgogurt, @petedavidsonscock, @facewithoutheart, and @cutestkilla if any of you haven't already done this

[mosylufanfic]

trick or treat! 🎃

You get a little piece of the modern Brixo AU that I wrote large chunks of last December and then set aside to focus on other things. But I still think about it a lot and might return to it. One thing to know is that Bix and Brasso haven't known each other all their lives, and in fact they've only had a couple of interactions at this point in the story.

-

The sopranos were kept after to go over a particularly tricky section, and everyone Bix hadn't talked to had already left. And probably so had her bus. So she really needed a ride now, unless she wanted to pay Uber, and with the state of her funds, she didn't. 

Brasso was sitting off to one side, reading a book. With those wire-framed glasses again, dammit. Was he waiting for her? Maybe she'd been right to freeze him out the other night. 

"Hey, Jezzi," she said casually as they all gathered up their coats. "Which way do you live?"

"South down Rix Road," Jezzi said. "You need a ride?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind. I live by the mall.”

"Let me check with my driver. Hey, Brasso!"

He looked up from his book. "Yeah?"

"You think we have room for Bix, here? She’s about a mile and change farther than me."

He looked at her. Bix considered the merits of laying down underneath the chairs and quietly dying of awkwardness.

"Yeah, all right," he said, taking the glasses off and folding them into his shirt pocket. "We can all budge up."

[jusalilweird]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Tagged by @silverinerivers! I am also procrastinating 🤝

1. How many works do you have on ao3? 270! I used to be very prolific in high school, but I've slowed down since college XD

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? 910,686

3. What fandoms do you write for? Tower of God, and MCYT, mainly Hermitcraft and hermit-adjacent series (Life Series, Evo, MCC, anything where a hermit may be featured)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? The two fandoms I write for have a pretty huge fandom size difference (based on fics alone, Hermitcraft has about 4x the amount of ToG's), so the kudos difference is very drastic. Also, since I've been writing ToG for quite some time now, my most kudosed ToG fics are just the first ones I've written, since they've been around the longest. So I'll just post my most kudosed Hermitcraft fic, and my two most kudosed ToG fics, one for pre-anime and post-anime (due to the fandom explosion in between)

lightning often strikes twice - ToG, 2k, rated G, Eduan and Khun interacting in the data world

Mornings - ToG, 800 words, rated G KhunBam sleepy morning cuddles

and the wind will remake all that time has worn away - Hermitcraft, 13k, rated T, a fic featuring a bunch of hermits curious about Grian's new wings

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I do my best! I like interacting with readers :D

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Ooo, hmm... *filters my fics by Angst tag* *67 fics appear* Uh. Thus Kindly I Scatter is one of my first angst fics ever, and evidently it's hurt a lot of people XD. But I'll go with Ache, the first fic for one of my month challenges. That one was fun to write :D

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I haven't written many multichaps, so I don't really have one that builds up to a happy ending. But Memory Lane is a nice fluffy one ^^

8. Do you get hate on fic? Not really, I think most of my comments have been pretty chill. And I'm not too active on social media, so I don't really pay attention if anything's been said there.

9. Do you write smut? Best part of turning 18.

10. Do you write crossovers? Not really, unless you count stuff from different MCYT series. I think it can be a big vague on what constitutes a crossover, because ccs can be part of different series

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of, and I hope not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! It's always an honor when someone wants to translate/podfic/create other derivative works off my own <3

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! Kings and Prophets as a raffle gift fic for a fandom event. It was very fun to write (and ended up about 9x the original predicted length). Still one of my favorite fics <3

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship? KhunBam, what else XD Started with them, still hung up on them

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t? Last I checked (a few years ago), I had 136k words worth of WIPs in my graveyard, and it's only grown since. I did have this one Gods AU KhunBam fic called Post-Immortem that I remember planning extensively, but unfortunately, I only got a few chapters in before I got bored XD. Multichaps tend to be difficult for me.

16. What are your writing strengths? I really like worldbuilding! Fantasy has always been my favorite genre, so I love writing AUs. I think I'm also decent at writing action scenes (Doing martial arts for most of my life has helped, I think)

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Characterization can take me a while to get, and also I'm not very good with writing multichaps. Long plot buildups aren't really my thing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I've never done it extensively for a long fic, but I've done it in a few oneshots. I have some knowledge of Spanish from school, and I can speak Mandarin, but my writing is ehhhhh. I think it's fun!

19. First fandom you wrote for? Tower of God, whoo! And it hasn't changed XD

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Oh hmmmmm, Like Seeds Scattered Across the Sky probably (beloved fae fic :3), but Dear Fellow Traveler is pretty close as well, although that one isn't finished yet. It's taken me a long time to finish, but if all goes to plan, it'll be done by the end of the month ^^

[ambiguouspuzuma]

Picky eaters

"Table for three, is it?" the greeter asked. She was small, pretty, and African-American, with an accent that leant towards the former, but what stood out most was how young she looked. She couldn't have been much more than a child. "No problem at all. Come right this way."

"Thank you." Simret led them over the threshold. She'd been East African, once - but had long since lost her accent, along with every other detail of the child she used to be. The others followed close behind, impatient to be seated and decide on a meal: it had been a long evening, and they hoped to find something more tempting than had been on offer elsewhere.

"Here are some menus," the server said, doing her best to help with that. They seemed to get younger every time. Did she look fourteen? Twenty-one? Simret wasn't sure what either looked like anymore. It had all been so long ago. "I'll be back to take your orders in a bit, unless you want anything to drink in the meantime?"

"No, thank you," Simret replied, her mouth near-parched with thirst. "We're good for now."

This was the fourth place they'd tried, and they all knew the drill. Azmera went in one direction, under the guise of studying the specials board, and Simret went in the other, asking another table if an extra chair was spoken for. Tigist headed to the restroom. They had well rehearsed each pretence, having honed their patter over the years, although it had changed much in the past century or so.

They reconvened back at the table, now adorned with an additional chair. Simret was the first to report back.

"No luck. They're inebriated. Azmera doesn't drink... wine." She sniffed again. "Or fruit cider. Sorry, I haven't much of a nose for the stuff."

"Nothing from me either. They've just finished their burgers." Azmera had palmed one of the cocktail sticks used to hold them in place, and now used it to pick at her equally sharp teeth. "I can smell it in their sweat."

The relationship with meat was a complicated one. Strictly, in the human sense of the word, all vampires were vegan. They had a connection with the non-sapient creatures of the world - they could control their simple minds, and even take their shape at times - and were uncomfortable feeding on them. It formed a sort of food triangle. Humans ate cows, and vampires ate humans. But not when they had the taste of too much beef in their blood.

"This is the fourth restaurant we've looked at," Tigist complained. "I'm starving."

"You're the reason we couldn't eat at the last place," Simret reminded her.

Tigist's name meant patience, if she recalled correctly, and with no little irony. She'd been there when it was chosen. They'd each worn several over the years - so many that she'd quite lost track, although she knew there had been more since others started keeping count. There were too many records nowadays. They made it hard to stay in the same place, or in the same identity, for long.

They'd moved from town to town, continent to continent; travelling up through Transylvania, along the Carpathian Mountains; across the sea to Whitby, across the ocean to Manhattan. They were endlessly seeking a promised home, a land of blood and honey - at least for as long as it would sustain them. However rich the supply seemed at first, the flesh always seemed redder in the next town along.

"It's not my fault I'm allergic to tree nuts," she said. "Or that their blood was full of them."

"What about her?" Azmera asked, nodding to a woman alone in the corner booth.

Tigist shook her head. "I followed her into the stalls. Her blood sugar's way too high."

"Thank you for checking." Simret was Type 3 diabetic - the type where you develop it in death. "So, I guess that's nil for four. What do we do?"

It was hard for them to find someone they'd all agree on. They weren't particularly picky eaters, any more than the next clan of vampires - they just had very specific dietary requirements.

Their server chose that moment to return. "So... see anything you like?"

Their heads had dropped, seemingly in contemplation of the written menus, but now they rose as one - as if seeing her for the first time.

"Perhaps," Simret replied, treating the girl to the full terror of her smile. "Tell me... do you do take-out?"

[nitannichionne]

If He Was Your Fan (A Henry Cavill Fanfic) Chapter 71, Version 2: Found Wanting

You thought it wasn’t so bad. Everyone complimented you on it, or looked at you smiling and complimenting you on your gloves. You even brushed up on your glove etiquette. You felt like you’d passed, until you read this:

HENRY’S OLD NEW LOVE

First, a quote from a previous interview:

While Cavill's tastes lean towards younger ladies now, he admits that he dated a 32-year-old woman when he was 19—and he still isn't quite sure what to do with his heart (or, uh, his bald eagle). He told Playboy, "It's tough for anyone to be in a relationship with someone like me. It's a tough lifestyle. If I want someone who's a professional, they've got their own s*** going on. So unless I meet someone who's very, very young who hasn't yet started trying a career like that, you can then go, 'Okay, I'm going to travel with you and do some stuff, maybe I'll write or whatever; I'll entertain myself or build my own kind of travelling career.' I'm looking for someone who's my own age and will have a career. If they haven't, then maybe I should be worried. It's easier said than done."

We hope he finally finds her.

Now, he is dating a slightly older American woman of color who writes. She is of middle middle class, living somewhere in Brixton (it’s on the upswing these days, but Brixton?). And instead of checking what is fashionable, goes out on a limb with this attire. Some say it’s old, some say it’s classic, others say it’s basic, but honestly, we honestly are not sure.

He seems perfectly happy, but we’ve seen that before, too.

Thumbs up or Thumbs down?

Is this a case of potential hypergamy (marrying up) or hypogamy (marrying down)?

Love to hear your comments!

And did they comment.

You try to steer your eyes from the comments. Some described you as a witch who put a spell on him in a play for his money. Some said you were playing into his mama’s boy complex, some said it’s because he’s been “going young so long he’s going the other way now,” and so on. Only a few said that you are both grown and it’s no one’s business. That was me years ago. As far as the dress goes, everything worn is from the past, they make a few changes-sometimes none-and it’s new.

“Don’t worry about it,” Chiru says in video call with Sophie to you. “The press is trying to find a way to spin it and make it interesting, and God knows there are a lot of jealous female fans.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Sophie nods. “Bound to happen.”

“I wanted to go shopping today,” you confide. “Henry starts his press junket in a couple of days, but—”

“But, what?”

“He’s not talking about it as much as he did before,” you tell them. “He talked about how the experiences in a junket for single production could be a book in itself-it’s something he didn’t think he could describe…you know, the people, the places, the food?”

“He was either hyping it up for you to experience, or rubbing it in.” Sophie says slowly.

“I’m going with option one, which has me wondering why the change?”

You can barely talk. “Yeah.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” Sophie’s expression is one of sadness. “Girls day?”

“I don’t know—”

“Ah, come on,” Chiru encourages. “mani-pedis on me?”

“Tea on me?” Sophie adds.

“And how about a nice ride?” you add with a sigh, beginning to smile.

“Yes!” Chiru and Sophie grin back at you on the screen.

“Okay, I’m in,” you shrug simply. What they describe doing is away from the public for the most part, and you’ll be home before most get off work. You know at some point you will have to do whatever whenever despite whoever, but not right now. Besides, I had something to share with them…

You decide to meet at dawn at Trent Park around dawn, and you are ready to see Luc. It always seems too long, or maybe it is that when you see him, you feel free. He loves you, misses you, accepts you in a way that you wish others would. It’s like he knows.

You are relieved that Finn opened the store early so you could pick up your brand new winter jacket. You did not want to ride with anything else. You shop early, thanks to him, and you get a discount because of your work with Luc, buy a few resale things. You set it aside and slip on the new jacket, sighing, and then make your way to Luc.

“Good morning, John,” you say.

He turns and brightens when he sees it’s you. “Hey! Long time no—”

“I know, it’s been a couple of weeks,” you say apologetically. “How is he—” You are interrupted by a very demanding whinney and snort. “Oh.”

John nods and rolls his eyes. He hands you carrots. “There ya go.”

“Thanks.” You got to the stall and see him. He stamps his hoof, and you cringe. “Luc?”

He snorts and turns away slightly.

“Hey, baby,” you coo to him, raising your hands in submission. “I just got back, honest. Family stuff. Been so busy. I’m sorry, okay?” You offer the carrot, and he takes it. You nuzzle him, and you feel tears come to your eyes.  You have truly missed him, especially now. “You know, I think I might start coming up here and sit in the café more. It seems so quiet here—”

“Hey, girl!”

“Well, usually,” I joke in a whisper. “Hey, Chiru. Where’s—”

“Whoo! Got here.” Sophie exhales, looking like she’s been running.

“Yeah, I got here, early.” You smile broadly.

“I could have picked you up, you know,” Chiru frowns. “You’re on the way. When are you going to get a car?”

You roll your eyes. “It’s a big undertaking, Chiru. The note, the repairs, the insurance, the fuel…it’s easier to…” You slip Luc his last carrot. “feed a horse.”

“You might have a point,” Sophie smiles and shrugs. “At least the horse loves you back. Hi, Luc.”

“Don’t interrupt the man,” Chiru jokes. “he’s eating.”

Luc glances up and keeps chewing.

You look out over the fields, and breathe in fresh air.

You all saddle up and ride out in the crisp morning air. You’re feeling free at the moment, not a care in the world. “Follow me!” You kick into a gallop. You hear Sophie squeal and Chiru laugh behind you, and you smile. You can trust them, you can.

You deviate from the path.

“Hey!” Chiru calls ahead.

“Oh, my God, we’re going?” Sophie says excitedly. “I’ve always wanted to go!”

“Where?” Chiru’s voice tinges with worry. “Where?!”

“Oh, my God,” Sophie’s eyes are wide with awe. “Camelot.”

“Camelot?” Chiru repeats. “The Camelot?”

“According to maps and legend, yes,” you nod. “Come on, we’ve got to clean up.”

Sophie looks around. “Dear God, yes.”

“Please, Chiru?” you beg, feeling tears come to your eyes.

She looks about. “I’m in, mera mitra.”

“Tie the horses here,” you tell them. You take a sack out and give them gloves and sticks. “Let’s clean the castle!”

At first, you are all in awe. You swear you can hear voices and music, but your imagination always seems to run wild in this place. It is so quiet, and then you start to talk, and then laugh. You feel like you’re being watched, but you feel like you’re being watched over than anything. You pick up all the trash, but leave all tributes and trinkets behind. Then you do the island itself, the place where Camelot may have stood and you always get a little lightheaded when you cross. You’d never tell the others that; they’d think you’re crazy.

“Thank you,” you whisper and hug them when you’re done. When you step back you see tears in their eyes.

“So, what, we’re the new round table?” Chiru asks with a mischievous grin.

“More like a troublesome trio,” Sophie says sarcastically, but giggles. “That would make you Arthur!”

“HA!” you laugh out loud. “As if!”

“Are we coming back?” Sophie asks.

“I don’t see why not,” you shrug. Chiru and Sophie cross the moat and you follow, looking back and around. You whisper, “Thanks for having us,” and as you leave, you feel a breeze at your back and leaves rustling…leaves that are no longer on trees…

By the time you return, you have elevensies at the café, and decide to get swabbed for your DNA reading for the Christmas party and then go shopping together for your dresses, Christmas and New Year’s.

You are trying to have fun, remain calm, but you’re freaking out. Chiru and Sophia sense your tension and try to make it fun, but you just need…something…

You are at Harrod’s shopping, and for some reason, Chiru and Sophia don’t want to leave. It’s so public, and some people have started to recognize you. You don’t want to bow your head like you’re ashamed; you’ve done nothing wrong. You tilt your chin up and try not to notice, and you hate that reaction because you might seem aloof or stuck up, when you’re just treading the crowd and trying to keep focused on your tasks.

“Hey!”

You recognize the voice and see Stella. You run to her like one swims to a life jacket and hug her tightly. “Stella.”

“Hey, I thought I’d join you guys for tea,” Stella smiles.

“I thought you were too busy—”

“I thought I was, too, but—” She nods toward Chiru and Sophia. “They called and asked me to take an afternoon.”

You turn to look at them thankfully. Ah, true friends. What a luxury! You smile with tears in your eyes. “I’ve a lot to do.”

“We’ll get it done, and we’ll have tea,” Stella nods with grin as she locks elbows with you. “It’s time we all become friends.”

You all group hug, and you shakily exhale.

“Don’t worry, okay?” Chiru says softly.

“We’ve got you,” Sophia smiles and gives a squeeze.

“The Formidable Four,” Chiru raises her chin. “Femme Four Fatale?”

“What?” Stella quirks an eyebrow.

“We’ll explain over tea,” Sophia grins. “Oh, this is going to be a fun season!”

“Unforgettable, at least!” you laugh.

[minty-fics]

Falling at the Library / Hero Aca

Presyncope/ orthostatic intolerance fic1

- word count 892

BNHA / MHA / Hero Aca

Gender Neutral c/n x Tenya Iida

c/n means character name I use it instead of Y/N -

fluff and kinda whump, could be read as romantic or platonic

summary: Iida and the reader stays at the library studying for too long and in their rush to get back to the dorms the reader triggers their presyncope-like symptoms and falls which makes Iida worried about their safety.

Both of them have been at the school library for hours, and with how long the two had been studying it's quite probable the librarian has already left.

"Iida, how early do we have to leave to get to the dorm before curfew?"

"Oh it takes me maybe 2 minutes why?"

"2 minutes? It's on the edge of campus, I assume that time is with you using your quirk then." They pondered at the person across from them peering through his glasses at the eyes that were still fixated on the book he read -but would soon lift up to meet the eyes that peered at him.

"Of course,” he exclaimed with a smile,”It's actually very efficient going from working my mind to working my quir- oh. I'm so sorry!” In his voice and on his face anyone could see the moment Iida realized the mistake. “When we changed to meeting after class instead of before. I mean. I completely forgot to consider you being here too, that was so inconsiderate and unprepared of me! Oh no. Then that means!" Iida quickly looks out the nearest window, which is simple given that most of the walls were practically just windows. By the ever growing darkness outside and the fact that the lamps had already turned on Iida, and c/n’s, fears were confirmed.

The time was very late. (I hope someone gets the reference)

Trying to stop the spew of apologies directed at them and focus on the situation at hand, c/n tries to direct their nerves into solving the situation. "It's not like were not going to be late if we leave the next couple minutes." The interjection didn't seem to stop the frantic Iida. "It's completely unacceptable, I hope you forgive me. As class president and as the one who asked if we could study after class I should take full responsibility and-""Iida." He finally stops and they stare at each other for just a second.

"We should be going."

He nods in agreement before, as quickly as possible, collecting his reading and note taking materials to put back in his school bag as his classmate does the same both clearly in a rush. As expected Iida was faster and was already waiting to leave when c/n slung their bag over their shoulder as they stood up, and suddenly they weren't.

Iida's eyes widened in surprise as a loud thump rang out through the empty library. C/n on the ground, their shins and one arm holding them up.

"Are you okay?" Iida rushes over to check on his classmate. "What was that thud, are you bruised or cut at all?" You could see the worry in his eyes as he frantically tries to assess what just happened.

Beginning to hold the table's leg with one hand and shoo Iida back with their other c/n responds "I'm fine. The thud was my bag hitting the table. Just give me a moment."

Iida does slow down and back off slightly, then he lightly touches the wrist of the hand shooing him off. "You seem to shaking are you sure you're okay?"

It's this moment he also realizes that they were staring directly at one spot, at nothing, as now they've started to violently blink. "I'll get back up after I've fully regained vision it’s okay."

"What?"

"Peripherals haven't come back yet."

"c/n that's not what I meant. I meant to ask what you mean by-" "Ah. It's back now, just still a lil fuzzy."

"C/N!" It's at this moment they finally look back into his eyes and try to smile reassuringly. "c/n, do you commonly lose your vision like this?" Iida finally stopped trying to ask every question at once even though more and more questions enter his mind before the last one was even completed.

"Yeah it's pretty often, but this usually just happens in the mornings for me. Unless I've been sitting for a while and I guess we have been studying for quite some time."

Those hundreds of questions are still bouncing around his head, c/n can see it on his face, and the concern far from fading even as relief enters his mind from c/n's calm response. "I'm really gonna be okay, like I said this is a daily thing for me, and it's not uncommon to happen more than once a day. It was mostly because I stood up too fast. Oh but don't worry it shouldn’t happen again as we go back to the dorm. The dorm! We gotta go!" They turned to grab the bag that had hit the desk and landed not far from them and with the other hand accepted their class president's outstretched hand that offered them help getting up.

Although believing what c/n said about this not likely happening again on the way back Iida was sure to help them up slowly and even was careful during the return to the dorms, which means walking even slower than what would be normal for a non-speed hero… which means they definitely got back to the dorms after curfew. The chaos that ensued from 1-A’s reaction to class president Iida being out after curfew, well some people still don’t believe it and they saw him enter the dorm building following c/n.