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cheesecakeluvrs · 17 days

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I don’t think that Rogue is in any way responsible for Remy’s, or anyones, feelings however I do think that the scenes with Magneto showed how emotionally immature she can be at times - she’s still stuck in that thirteen year old girl mindset that is fixated on physical contact. Most people who have been in relationships or dated around a bit know that there’s far more to them than just the physical side but Rogue has experienced none of that, just the carefully constructed relationship that Magneto (and Mystique) wanted her to have. She went from almost killing her first boyfriend to being involved with a much older man who is able to give her the thing she’s been desperate for - physical touch. Rogue has never had a chance to experience all the in-between bits or understand that not everything needs to revolve around kissing and physical intimacy. With all of that combined its understandable that she sometimes doesn’t realise that her actions can hurt those around her.

Then up pops Remy who is so full of life and fun and makes it obvious from the get-go that he’s into her. But he’s also been consistently shown to enjoy just spending time with her or doing things that have no relation to physical contact. I don’t think Rogue has the experience or understanding that those things can be just as intimate in a relationship as kissing or sex. Thats why she keeps fixating on the physical side and when that doesn’t work she’s understandably devastated.

For Rogue it feels like a win to realise that Remy is the one she wants, touch or no touch, and seeks him out without registering that this is a potentially cruel thing to do, because she can’t quite see outside of her own wants and needs. I think if she’d had a few relationships under her belt then Rogue would have realised that, regardless of intention, she had hurt Remys feelings with the dancing and the kissing - even if he didn’t see it, it’s not like nobody is going to tell Remy.

On Remys part its just another instance where he is yet again nobodies first choice; his bio parents didn’t want him, Jean-Luc left him out on the streets until he was of use to the Guild then kicked him out again and the Xmen at times have one rule for him and completely different set of rules for everybody else re Antartica. Rogue turning around and deciding that she wants him barely ten minutes after telling him that she’d rather be with Magneto is only going to pick at these insecurities because Remy has his own trauma to deal with, trauma that isn’t directly related to his powers, kind of the opposite to Rouge which is a nice parallel. Again, most people who have dated would have clocked this and perhaps taken a different route.

Anyway, sorry for the essay, i just really liked your post and I don’t think its fair to put Remys hurt feelings on Rogue. However I would have loved to have seen them have that conversation so that Rogue could have had some growth in terms of relationships. I love her but it can feel a bit one sided at times in that her feelings are always to be tended to first, regardless of what has happened.

Who knows, maybe we'll see that if we get Death Remy...

Yeah this definitely isn’t the end of the drama and all this is so true! Rogue has had so little experience with love so she is just very confused. She also can’t help the fact that she realized she wanted Remy RIGHT after rejecting him. Her whole life has been the same old chasing and yearning for touch and now she’s faced with the choice of either touch or feelings so she really doesn’t know what to do. She’s faced with all these realizations at once so maybe it’s a good things she’s not going to be getting into a relationship with Gambit right away. She needs some experience with relationships but right now she’s having way too much and I think she needs a little break to really understand her feelings.

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maspers · 5 months

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Ranking the Miracucast by good they are at playing UNO

Marinette: She has a strategy. She plays to win. Her family has been playing UNO since before Marinette was in nursery school. She is ruthless and takes no chances. There are no allies in UNO. ...She still ends up losing more often than not because that's just how UNO is. 7/10

Alya: She's mostly just at the table for fun, and really enjoys how into it her friends get. 4/10

Adrien: Yes. 10/10

Nino: You would not expect this man to be good at UNO. But everyone just kind of... ignores him? He just casually goes along causing no drama, until he's the first person to call "UNO!" and everyone wheels around in their seats to face him with shocked looks on their faces. Adrien, however, can see right through Nino's facade and the moment Nino says "UNO!" both of them know that it's on like Donkey Kong. 9/10

Chloe: She has no idea whatsoever how to play, but she refuses to lose to Marinette. There is drama. There is house rules. There is drama about house rules. But they keep inviting Chloe back to the table because when she plays she also *hosts* the game at Le Grand Paris, and while they may not be good at much the Bourgeois family DOES know how to host events better than anyone else. 5/10

Sabrina: Initially didn't participate and was just there to act as Chloe's valet. Then one day she joined the table and curbstomped everyone, then went back to helping set up the snacks like it never happened. This has happened a couple times since then, and nobody understands it. Adrien and Nino have begged her to teach them, and she acts like she doesn't know what they're talking about. The only person to ever match Sabrina in a game of UNO was Marinette's mother Sabine, and all the players that were involved in that game signed an NDA stating they can't reveal who won. I have no justification for any of this, but I can feel it in my bones. 11/10

Mylene: Surprisingly vicious, but experienced players have no difficulty dispatching her. 6/10

Ivan: Unfortunately he is not very good at this game. There was one time he actually won though, with a pretty good strategy, and his smile was brighter than the sun. Since then everyone has wanted him to win again, but none of them are willing to sacrifice their own chances of victory for it. Ivan doesn't mind. He's just happy to be included. 2/10

Rose: Everyone expects her to be secretly good at this game for some reason. She doesn't understand why. She's pretty average at the game, but enjoys when she plays a card normally and everyone else glances around in a panic. This is fun! 4/10

Juleka: By herself she's a little better than average, but she's a real menace when Luka is also in the room. She knows all his tells and micro-expressions, and since Luka is Luka (see below) that means she knows everything. There have been talks of banning the Couffaine Twins from playing in the same round as each other, but such a ban was pretty impossible to enforce. 8/10 by proxy

Kim: In regular UNO he's a complete failure, but when the group is playing with large amounts of house rules he starts doing really really well. Not on purpose. Most of the time, however, he just shows up to eat snacks and arm wrestle with Ivan in the background while everyone else plays. 3/10

Max: Like with every game he's played, he knows ALL the strategies. Card percentages, color probabilities, the works. He should, by all accounts, be an expert at this game. But he does not understand the Heart Of The Cards and so he keeps losing. 6/10

Alix: Is definitely cheating. All the time. Everyone knows it. And it hurts, because Alix is legitimately good at the game too. Her classmates are begging for a regular game, but she just loves seeing what weird stuff she can get away with. Alix/10

Nathaniel: He wasn't particularly interested in the game originally, but then someone (Chloe maybe?) commissioned him to make a massive custom deck with original art based on the superheroes. Since he makes the cards, he somehow also became the judge on what can and cannot become a permanent house rule, since that often leads to new cards being made. He's still really awful at the game itself, but everyone showers him with praise and view his title as Deck Keeper as worthy of unparalleled respect. And since he made the cards, he's the only one capable of countering Heart Of The Cards bullcrap. 5/10

Lila: Has literally never played UNO before, though she will never admit it. 0/10

Luka: The jury's still out on whether or not his inner music hyper-empathy counts counts as cheating or not. Since they can't prove he's using it to know what everyone is feeling about their cards and plays, he's still permitted at the table. But the fact remains that he's very good at this the game. 8/10

Kagami: She has absolutely no idea what she is doing. The amount of cards in her hand sometimes gets so large Felix or Adrien has to provide one of their hands to help hold them. But she is also having the most fun she's had in a long, long time. So let's focus on the positives, shall we? -10/10

Marc: He swears the deck is not rigged in his favor. Nathaniel asserts there's no way he COULD rig the deck in Marc's favor, and Max ran the numbers to prove it. But somehow every time the group starts a new round Marc draws his cards and yup full of wild cards again. 6/10

Ondine: This was Kim's idea of a date. Ondine was not impressed. But she did stay for the snacks, and at least gave it the old college try. UNO just isn't her vibe, and that's okay. 1/10

Aurore: Doesn't usually play with everyone else, but she DOES know how to play, and one time she was asked to join a game when most of the group was unavailable and they needed more players. It was a bit awkward because she's a big Adrien fangirl and is used to playing with a different set of house rules, but they made it work, and fun was had. 4/10

Felix: He tries. He tries so hard. Everyone was wary when he joined the table, but there fears were unfounded because Felix is absolutely pathetic at UNO. He has the rules memorized. He keeps track of all the house rules meticulously, which interestingly means he's very good at keeping the game running smoothly. Everyone turns to him when there's uncertainty about a particular situation. But he just can not win. Ever. He doesn't even get close. He's managed to call "UNO" a grand total of once in his lifetime, and that was because the rest of his cards ended up in Kagami's hand instead somehow. It's awful. It's mortifying. He's a chess prodigy, an expert tactician, how has he been reduced to this? 1/10

Zoe: Was really excited to play, and let out a squeal of joy when she saw Nath's custom cards. She knows how to play really well, and was really quick on the uptake when it came to all the house rules, too. Since she's around technically the group no longer needs Chloe to host, but Chloe took that as a challenge to be an EVEN. BETTER. HOST. Zoe is not complaining, less work for her. And she still beats he sister most of the time, so it's all good. 7/10

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mariana-oconnor · 9 months

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The Bruce Partington Plans pt 1

I feel like I get this one mixed up with The Naval Treaty…

I don't hold out much hope for the police in this story as last time the entirety of Scotland Yard seemed to be experiencing the same mass delusion.

Maybe this time they'll show a little more knowledge of basic human anatomy.

In the third week of November, in the year 1895, a dense yellow fog settled down upon London. From the Monday to the Thursday I doubt whether it was ever possible from our windows in Baker Street to see the loom of the opposite houses. [...] the greasy, heavy brown swirl still drifting past us and condensing in oily drops upon the window-panes...

Victorian London sounds like such a great place to live. Honestly, the chain-smoking in the earlier story was probably still better for your lungs than the 'fresh' air on the streets. Air should, as a rule, never be 'greasy'. Unless you are actively deep-fat frying something, in which case I guess it has to be, but that doesn't mean we should like it.

Meanwhile, Holmes:

Was it Holmes who was desperate for the outside world, or Watson? One must imagine a certain amount of authorial leeway on his behalf. I can imagine being stuck inside with Sherlock Holmes on his newest 24 hour a day obession with 'the music of the Middle Ages' - bearing in mind this man does not understand circadian rhythms - Watson must have wanted to risk breathing in the grease himself.

“The London criminal is certainly a dull fellow,” said he in the querulous voice of the sportsman whose game has failed him.

I'm sensing a theme to all of these beginnings.

"The thief or the murderer could roam London on such a day as the tiger does the jungle, unseen until he pounces, and then evident only to his victim.”

I feel like his relentless coughing would give him away a bit. And his victim is as likely to have already keeled over from oxygen deprivation as be alive.

“Well, well! What next?” said he. “Brother Mycroft is coming round.”

Mycroft!

Actually... Mycroft, not a good idea. I doubt you have a particularly good lung capacity at this point. You spend most of your day sedentary in silence. Don't go outside Mycroft. Don't go outside!

"By the way, do you know what Mycroft is?”

So far he has been described as a train, a planet and a seal...

"You would also be right in a sense if you said that occasionally he is the British government.”

This is where that line is from. Ha. I knew it was around here somewhere. Also, even more reason for him not to venture forth into the greasy air.

"All other men are specialists, but his specialism is omniscience."

Mycroft is god, confirmed.

This does feel very much like a 'don't put all your eggs in one basket' kind of thing. Also the man has the most set routine in the whole of London. That's terrible security. The fact he hasn't been kidnapped and tortured is quite frankly madness to me.

"But Jupiter is descending to-day."

I can't decide if these are just our usual frilly narrative or if Sherlock is indeed making fat jokes this whole time. Selecting Jupiter specifically seems like a fat joke.

"The case was featureless as I remember it. The young man had apparently fallen out of the train and killed himself."

These days you would have to work pretty damn hard to fall off a train on the Tube. I know it was different back then, but imagining him trying to shimmy through the gap in one of those tube train windows is highly amusing to me. Although the purpose is not amusing, so maybe not.

“He left Woolwich suddenly on Monday night. Was last seen by his fiancee, Miss Violet Westbury..."

Another Violet to add to our ever growing collection. I've found some lists of the most popular baby names in 1870 and 1880 and apparently Violet was #100 in 1870 and #68 in 1880, then #43 in 1890, (this story is set in 1895, assuming that she's going to be somewhere around 20-25, so it is a top 100 name for the period and would have been even more common among women of that age at the time he was writing. It's still quite a high number of Violets to be knocking around. I guess ACD liked the name. It doesn't appear to be a family name, looking at his family tree I can't see a single Violet.

This is unimportant, we've just had three of them now.

"The body could only have come on the line in that way. Had it been carried down from any neighbouring street, it must have passed the station barriers, where a collector is always standing. This point seems absolutely certain.”

Were there no access tunnels in those days? I feel like I always see access tunnels to underground lines in films and TV shows. And it makes sense to have shortcuts to parts of the line that are more remote. But I don't know if they actually exist. I guess I just assumed that there would be midway access points for maintenance. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe the maintenance people have to walk along the long dark tunnel to wherever they need to get to... that does see dumb, though. You'd think there would at least be something near the points. Whatever, I am probably thinking about this too much.

“The trains which traverse the lines of rail beside which the body was found are those which run from west to east, some being purely Metropolitan, and some from Willesden and outlying junctions."

Willesden Junction is now on the Bakerloo line, btw, which is one of the lines Baker Street is on. Just saying. Although the Bakerloo line wouldn't open until 1905. At this point I think it was on an overground line? idk. The Metropolitan Line was definitely open at this time, though, and Baker Street is on that one, too. Baker Street is on a lot of lines.

"...at what point he entered the train it is impossible to state.” “His ticket, of course, would show that.” “There was no ticket in his pockets.” “No ticket! Dear me, Watson, this is really very singular."

The surprise is probably due to something else entirely, but the idea that Holmes is shocked by the idea of a fare jumper amuses me.

"According to my experience it is not possible to reach the platform of a Metropolitan train without exhibiting one's ticket."

Willing to bet that was not true at all. I bet people managed it. But for the sake of the story, let us say it would be impossible for him to get on a train without a ticket. These days, of course, dropping your ticket would be a bad idea because you have to use it to get out again at the other end (if you don't just tap in and out) But then he was thrown out of a moving train, apparently, it makes sense he might lose a ticket in those circumstances. Particularly if he was holding it rather than having it in a pocket.

"He had also a check-book on the Woolwich branch of the Capital and Counties Bank. Through this his identity was established."

Once more the tried and true method of identifying someone through the name written on something in their pocket. With a cheque book I guess it's more likely that it's actually him. But there's another version of this where he's a conman who avoids paying ticket fares and has stolen someone's cheque book.

A moment later the tall and portly form of Mycroft Holmes was ushered into the room. Heavily built and massive, there was a suggestion of uncouth physical inertia in the figure, but above this unwieldy frame there was perched a head so masterful in its brow, so alert in its steel-gray, deep-set eyes, so firm in its lips, and so subtle in its play of expression, that after the first glance one forgot the gross body and remembered only the dominant mind.

Oh hai Mycroft!

Just in case you have forgotten since last time Watson described Mycroft. Or since all those comments of Sherlock's earlier, Mycroft is fat. Did you know that he's fat? But you'll immediately forget after a moment, except for how Watson will never let you forget.

At his heels came our old friend Lestrade, of Scotland Yard—thin and austere. The gravity of both their faces foretold some weighty quest.

Oh hai Lestrade.

Love you two working together. Beautiful moment. Perfect. No notes. It's the team-up I've been waiting for.

Impressed that you both seem to be breathing properly as well.

“Surely you have heard of it? I thought everyone had heard of it.” [...] "It has been the most jealously guarded of all government secrets."

I feel like maybe they haven't heard of it because it's a jealously guarded government secret, Mycroft. Just an idea. If everyone has heard of it, it's a bloody terrible secret.

"The plans [...] are kept in an elaborate safe in a confidential office adjoining the arsenal, with burglar-proof doors and windows."

What exactly constitutes a 'burglar-proof' door or window? That sounds more like a challenge than a fact. Genuinely, don't think there is such a thing, particularly at Victorian technology levels.

Also, we know from previous stories that all anyone needs to do is wait for some clerk to take them out to make a copy, then wait a little longer for them to need a coffee break and the plans will no doubt be left unattended on a desk somewhere for you to walk in and grab.

Who wants to bet that Cadogan West was just a bit of an idiot, really? That seems to be the standard level of junior clerks in the civil service in this series.

"If you have a fancy to see your name in the next honours list—”

I find it odd that Mycroft would even suggest this when, on the whole, he knows his little brother pretty well. There's no way Sherlock would want to be on the honours list.

"The actual official guardian of the papers is the famous government expert, Sir James Walter, whose decorations and sub-titles fill two lines of a book of reference. He has grown gray in the service, is a gentleman, a favoured guest in the most exalted houses, and, above all, a man whose patriotism is beyond suspicion."

I automatically hate and suspect him.

But no vibes only facts.

“Yes; his brother, Colonel Valentine Walter, has testified to his departure from Woolwich, and Admiral Sinclair to his arrival in London; so Sir James is no longer a direct factor in the problem.”

Because we know from these stories that Colonels are the most upstanding of gentlemen.

“The senior clerk and draughtsman, Mr. Sidney Johnson. He is a man of forty, married, with five children. He is a silent, morose man, but he has, on the whole, an excellent record in the public service. He is unpopular with his colleagues, but a hard worker."

Now him, I like. 😄

No, seriously though, why do his colleagues dislike him? I feel like that is crucial information. Is it because he's a stickler for the rules, or is it because he's a creep? Or is it because he once ate someone else's lunch?

“Many circumstances could be imagined under which he would pass London Bridge. There was someone in the carriage, for example, with whom he was having an absorbing interview."

Talking to a stranger? On the Tube? No, sorry. Too unbelievable. I can accept rabbits being mistaken for humans, but this is too far.

I guess he doesn't specify that it's a stranger.

"He would naturally have made an appointment with the foreign agent and kept his evening clear. Instead of that he took two tickets for the theatre, escorted his fiancee halfway there, and then suddenly disappeared.”

Has no one in this room ever heard of spycraft? A trip to the theatre would be the perfect cover for a handover. You drop your program, someone else picks it up and hands it back to you with a few extra pages folded up inside it. Easy. Taking the fiancee makes it less suspicious. Sure, she might get caught up in things, but that's a risk you have to take. They then have the entire course of the play to sneak away and make copies/take photographs of the papers before returning them to you, perhaps in the pocket of your coat at the coat check, with a little bit of extra money tucked into your hat?

Also, it's a public place with witnesses, so the bad guy is less likely to just straight up kill you so they don't have to pay. Admittedly, if they don't pay you don't get the opportunity to directly threaten them... I don't know, I'm not a spy, but I'm sure the theatre would be a great handover spot.

“It seems to me perfectly clear,” said Lestrade. “I have no doubt at all as to what occurred. He took the papers to sell them. He saw the agent. They could not agree as to price. He started home again, but the agent went with him. In the train the agent murdered him, took the more essential papers, and threw his body from the carriage. That would account for everything, would it not?”

But why not take all the papers, Lestrade? Why bother taking the time to go through them to see which are the most important? Why leave any behind at all?

“The ticket would have shown which station was nearest the agent's house. Therefore he took it from the murdered man's pocket.”

And that would just be poor work on the foreign agent's part. Never do anything near where you live.

I was going to say 'if Mycroft could make it to Baker Street, why not just go to the scene of the crime himself?' but then I remembered that this is the London train system and therefore it is wholly inaccessible to anyone who can't or doesn't want to climb up and down fifty million steps (in 1895, especially, and still at least partially today). The sudden shock to Mycroft's system of that increase in activity, coupled with the fact he's already committed chemical warfare against his lungs by going out in the smog, would definitely shuffle him off the mortal coil. Far better if Sherlock goes, considering that apparently the entirety of Britain relies on Mycroft not dying.

#Letters from Watson #Sherlock Holmes #The Bruce Partington Plans #long post

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princescribbler · 1 year

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do you have any resources for things for a caregiver to ask a new playmate? I started playing with a lb recently, we've only met twice but both times we jumped into it so quickly, and I feel a little lost and out of my depth. Always before I'd played with partners that I knew inside and out before we ever played together, but this lb is just as new to me as a person as he is my little. he's also more experienced in the scene than me and it all is leading to me feeling a bit like a failure tbh. your posts are so well thought out, I've been lurking your blog for an hour or so now, so I also wanted to say how much I appreciate all the thought and hard work you put out there for us. you have a really great resource here.

First: you are not a failure at all. You're new to this particular person and dynamic, which is different. You're new to this person, this dynamic experience, their expectations and style... it's impossible for you to know any better what to do and you haven't been getting any instruction! Give yourself a break and be gentle about this. The feeling of failure comes from not meeting expectations, but often the expectations are your own and not even your partner's, ok? So be gentle with yourself, and congratulate yourself on doing the right things and trying to learn and read on this stuff!!

Second; I'm so flattered you think so highly of me and thank you! You might not know this, but my old blog (sciencescribbler) had a lot of the kind of posts You're looking for... but it was deleted by tumblr and I don't know where to get that old resource. But I can happily help and offer my thoughts and advice?

Personally, I suggest you try to not jump into this quite that fast until you have a better idea of what you AND he are wanting. Some really basic stuff you'd do in any dynamic with a degree of power exchange and D/s dynamics is set the expectations.

The best way to do that is ask, talk, and share. Below are some good basic questions to start this off that might be useful. Keep in mind that you will need to answer your own questions back, and have a full dialogue.

What is your "little" range? Do you see yourself as a little, a regressor, a submissive, a slave, a baby boy or baby girl? Is this associated with a specific age range or role or is it more fluid?

Is this roleplay to you, or a true part of your identity and needs as an adult?

How often do you want this dynamic and to what degree? For example: do you want mommy to make some rules for you to follow every day like a bedtime, diapering routine, rule system, etc? Or is it more about the titles, and the idea of the thing than the daily structure?

Speaking of titles: what is yours and your partners in all this? Mommy? Mommy domme? Mistress? Girlfriend? Is this a poly thing, monogamous, aaaand is it built focused on the kink dynamics or the vanilla friendship at its core?

What are your kinks, fetishes, and interests in this dynamic?

What are your "limits", hard and soft, and can you explain why those are your limits?

What are your desires from me as a mommy, a partner, or an owner? Is this expected to be full time, the core of our interactions? Or is this a fun thing we do to get off on the bedroom? Neither is wrong but it can't be a huge mismatch between you two, or you'll both end up feeling unfulfilled.

What are your favorite little activities?

What are ways you love to be reminded you're my little one? How can you show ME as the dominant your submission and obedience?

Do you have little items, like favorite stuffies or blankets or things you watch or do? If so, tell me about them! By connecting with your little one's interests and specific littlespace items you might find the role easier yourself?

What makes you FEEL subby, or little? What are things to avoid that maybe break your headspace?

My final, likely best advice: you feel unsure and like a failure often because you're not able to provide what someone wants. Often, the very gentle mommy domme and daddy dom community are filled with people who are filled up by serving someone else's needs and guiding them... but that also means they're often needing that validation and success to feel like they're a good caregiver or dominant. But you're not failing: you don't have the core, basic, fundamental information to get started with. Until you know their kinks, limits, expectations, set your own rules and standards, and agree to how you're both going to interact, you CAN'T succeed because you don't yet know what success even looks like.

And don't, ever, EVER let anyone make you feel like a failure for their jumping into things without giving you the basics you need. I'd strongly recommend you have a nice calm, blame free chat about what you both like and want, and see if that can help!

And the other secret advice I give every Dominant??? Confidence is key: you're taking the role of dominant, controlling your Partner and your interactions. You don't necessarily have to FEEL confident... but you're setting the rules. Take confidence in your own ability, and if you fake it to start, it will eventually become real confidence! After all, success and repetition breed confidence.

As for basic things to do as a mommy or daddy or caregiver: you can never go wrong with gentle teasing, frequent diaper or pull up checks, effectively teasing them by treating them like a precocious and overly eager toddler! Make them hold your hand crossing the street, wipe their face with a damp cloth after meals, ask if they need to go potty, limit them to only kids TV or movies, set their wardrobe, give them a bedtime routine, etc.

And if I get any good older posts of my old blog I'll send them along, if they're relevant!

Give yourself credit: you're already making them feel little if they do it with you to start... and you are only going to get better. Don't see this as failure: see it as the start of a new thing you're just learning the details of!

Good luck, friend! If you need more info on basics of this kinda thing, I also suggest checking out advice for any new D/s dynamic, as the majority of the same advice will be applied here!

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lexxiie · 1 year

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Hi! I’m kinda new here and I read a few of your works and I just read you rules so I’m sure I’m not breaking any, but I was wondering if you could write how Chisaki would react o take care of his S/O who has cancer? I was recently diagnosed and it would make me happy to have my fav character take care of someone who has the same thing as me. Love your writing! I hope you have a wonderful day/night! <3

Hello, darling! I'm really sorry to hear that you're going through something so difficult, I truly hope everything turns out just fine for you. Sending you a hug and my best wishes. I myself had a close person to me suffering from cancer, I hope i'm able to write something decent.

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Kai Chisaki x Reader

Kai and you found out that you had cancer about a year after you started dating. He had never experienced love before you. One morning he just found himself realizing that his whole life now belonged to you; his dreams, hopes, thoughts, and his soul. All of them yours, only to wake up the next morning being met with the news that it could all go away.

It's really... weird to think about how someone who is now a part of you, someone who you view as so strong and lively can actually just disappear. Logically, he knows no one is immortal, but you are just so bright and present that somehow it's almost impossible to believe that you could ever leave.

Upon your diagnosis, you tried to be positive and strong. Optimism was important to you, knowing that if you lose hope, then you'll lose everything. You made the choice to try to live as normal as possible the moment you saw the look on Kai's eyes when the doctor said "cancer". You had never seen him so... vulnerable? He had always been a man who reflected strenghth and power, there was a time when you would've sworn he had no feelings at all, that he was just an empty shell of a man. Of course, you now know that he could, in fact, feel. You knew he loved you, but this was something completely new. You realized that if you were to crumble, he would to.

Kai isn't stupid, though. He knows you are trying so hard because of him. During the first few weeks, he started researching everything there was on your condition. He would memorize every single appointment you had, every medication needed, one of his worst fears being the thought of how much pain you were going to face. The treatment is certainly not easy, it takes up so much energy off of anyone, and though you tried hard to remain strong, the change was impossible to ignore.

Kai had once been a man who lived for himself, no one was as important to him as he was, but right now, he just wished there was a way of trading places with you, he wouldn't think twice. If there's someone who deserves all of this, that's him. One thing I can assure you, though. He won't let anything happen to you. Whatever it takes. If he has to travel across the whole world searching for someone with a quirk that can cure you, he will. If he has to take you to a hospital at the other side of the globe to get you a better treatment, he will. He'll do anything. And once he sets his mind on something, he can't be stopped.

He argues with doctors from time to time since he gets frustrated whenever you have bad days where you truly are hurting. He sometimes wishes he had become a doctor because he's convinced he would do things better. Going in and out of hospitals disgusted him because of germs and all, but that fear is now his last priority.

He totally tries to make your life as comfortable as possible, he doesn't want you to get even more tired than you already are. If you are honest with yourself, you kind of feared that he would get away from you once he felt like this was all too much, but if anything, it has just brought you closer, he never leaves your side. Of course, you are much weaker that before, on some days even more so. That's when he'll take care of you the most. He helps you shower, or even dress in hopes he can be useful. And though it may be hard to imagine, he constantly reassures you. You are everything to him. No amount of changes in your attitude or even your body will ever change that, and he's confident that one day, this will all go away and you´ll be able to fulfill all of your plans and dreams for your future together, this is just a rock in the way.

Onto some other small details on what he does for you, he totally carries you through your home so that you don't waste energy walking. I truly believe this man has always cooked for himself because of germs, however he wasn't great at it, but he learned just to cook for you everyday. He'll read to you whenever you feel too drained, to distract you. Also trying to hide the fact that he's absolutely terrified so that he won't terrify you. This whole situation has given him perspective. He wasn't one to constantly show affection or say I love you, but now he sure does all the time. Overall this has just helped him realize how much he needs you in his life, for the rest of his life, and he's not gonna let anything or anyone change those plans. You will be fine, he'll make sure.

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#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha headcanon #boku no hero academia x reader #mha #my hero academia #kai chisaki #overhaul #kai chisaki x reader #lov x reader #imagines #headcanons #fluff

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WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION MAGAZINE: SEPTEMBER 1989

Transcript Below!!!

WE DONT CHEAT

“The Rockers Deny Illegal Double-Teaming”

By Ed Ricciuti

|| Jesse Ventura is convinced the Rockers illegally double-team. But they deny his allegations, stating they’re only in the ring for the permitted five-second time limit.||

WWF color commentator Jesse “The Body” Ventura said it for all to hear. The Rockers illegally double-team. That’s what Venture claimed repeatedly over WWF television.

WWF Magazine decided to look into Ventura’s accusation about Rockers Shawn Michaels and Marty Jannetty. After all, these two dashing young men have gained the admiration and affection of millions of fans. Michaels and Jannetty are known for their dazzling technical expertise, mind-boggling aerial dog fights and their own special brand of courage. With all this going for them, do they need to cheat?

“We don’t cheat,” exclaims Jannetty. “We don’t have to cheat to win. Besides, that’s not our way. We’re not about to lower ourselves or set a bad example for our fans. Sure, there are instances when we both have to get into the ring even though only one of us should be there. But the only time that happens is when opponents break the rules and we have to brawl to protect one another and defend ourselves from serious injury. We don’t do that unless we’re pushed and have no choice. And you can’t blame us under those circumstances. We don’t start it.”

“I won’t call Jesse Ventura a liar,” adds Michaels. “But I will say that as far as what he says about us illegally double-teaming is concerned, he’d better get himself a pair of glasses. Then maybe he could see the truth. Speaking of the truth, Jesse Ventura ought to really tell it like it is when he gets to the Rougeaus (I won’t ever call them ‘Fabulous’). If he wants to complain about cheating, he should pay attention to what that pair of con men, those Ragus, do each and every time they enter the ring. And Ventura should watch their manager, Jimmy Hart, too.”

It’s obvious that the Rockers are riled up over Ventura’s comments. Especially since they have been the victims of incredible cheap shots by the Rougeaus and Hart. Even so, to be fair, WWF Magazine went to Jacques and Raymond Rougeau and the Mouth to get their side of the story.

“Jesse Ventura is the best wrestling commentator around,” says Raymond. “Unlike some other commentators on WWF television whom I could name, Jesse has been in the ring. He’s a veteran. He’s experienced. He knows what’s going on. He doesn’t miss a trick. And he calls things right, especially about the Rockers. Watch them. They’re in the ring illegally together more than any other tag team in the WWF. Don’t let them fool you. They’re the worst kind of cheaters. My brother and I know that firsthand. Right, Jacques?”

||The Rockers execute double powerslams on their foes. Within the allotted time frame that the two partners can stay in the ring, they take full–but legal–advantage of it, striking with flying fists and crossbody blocks. The Rougeaus, conversely, break the rules by using Jimmy Hart’s Megaphone.||

“Absolutely, Raymond,” answers Jacques. “We’ve been up against some real slime buckets, but never anybody as bad as the Rockers. They don’t pay any attention to the rules. They’re not like us. We like to wrestle fair and square. We’ve got our reputations to think of. And all our fans out there in good old America.”

Jimmy Hart, as usual, puts in his two cents.

“Marty Jannetty and Shawn Michaels do to the rulebook what they do to good music when they try to sing. They ruin it, baby. They ought to be banned from the ring. Or at least suspended. And if the WWF won’t put them out of wrestling, then I’ve got two men who will. Right here. Jacques and Raymond.”

Those are hard-hitting charges. But, we must remember that the Fabulous Rougeaus and their skinny, yappy manager have a very big ax to grind against the Rockers. Hart and the Rougeaus will try to smear Jannetty and Michaels any time the chance arises. And, as most everyone knows, the Rougeaus and Hart are by no means saints. In fact, some observers–if not Ventura–believe they are the most treacherous, shifty tag teams around.

||Since the Fabulous Rougeaus viciously attacked the Rockers on WWF Wrestling Challenge, Marty Jannetty and Shawn Michaels have been warning the Brothers, managed by Jimmy “Mouth of the South'' Hart. After the brutal beating, the Rockers have used very effective double-team ploys to shred apart the opposition, with such maneuvers as double arm wringers and flying double elbows.||

Even so, WWF Magazine decided to dig deeper to see if there is any merit in the accusations against the Rockers. We went to some independent observers and analyzed the Rockers’ style. Here’s what we found:

To begin with, the rules say that when a man tags out, he has five seconds to leave the ring. That seems like only an instant, but the Rockers are so fast that they can unleash a barrage of holds and moves in a flash. Those perfectly legal five seconds give the Rockers time to do a lot of damage to their opponents–all without violating the rules.

No team in the WWF is better at coordinating a dual attack than the Rockers. Double dropkicks. Double clotheslines. Double sidekicks. Double arm wringers. Name it, they can do it as one.

Moreover, Jannetty and Michaels have the coordination and blazing quickness to move around the ring like greased lighting. And that goes for getting up off the ropes, too. Jetting around the ring, they use every part of it to their best advantage.

So, what’s this got to do with the charge of illegal double-teaming? Everything. The Rockers dart about at such scorching speed and do so many different things in those legal five seconds that it just appears they are both within the ropes for a longer-than-permitted length of time. If you could watch them in slow motion, you would see that they unload rapid-fire on their opponents, and then, in the nick of legal time, the Rocker who has tagged out goes outside the ropes and grabs the tag rope. That’s the way it is. As far as the charge against Jannetty and Michaels of illegal double-teaming is concerned, it’s a matter of “Case dismissed.” As they claim, they don’t cheat.

#wwf #world wrestling federation #shawn michaels #marty jannetty #raymond rougeau #jacques rougeau #jimmy hart #wwf magazine #World Wrestling Federation Magazine #magazine transcript

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2 question. 1 what was the idea behind clint manstock. 2 I’m not sure what the joke/idea behind the trans/religion post was.

Clint Manstock is a hypothetical highly prolific writer of pulpy detective fiction and science fiction, presumably from the late 1960s to around 2010, with dates applied to contextualize the non-existent stories as belonging to a particular cultural period.

For making a joke, it's not necessary to write the entire book, but just an excerpt, or even the title.

For instance, the most famous Clint Manstock post:

The year is 2056. My name is Kal Royan, and I’m a gender hunter. My job is to bring those who traffic in illegal modifications of the gender synthesis implant to justice. Or at least, what they call justice. - opening lines of Clint Manstock’s The Manhunters (1972)

This hypothetical book was published in 1972, shortly after Ursula K Le Guin's 1969 genderbending The Left Hand of Darkness.

He is, in a sense, hopping on the bandwagon, but also in this case he's closer to the leading edge than with some of his other books. Clint Manstock books aren't necessarily good, though.

(The 1970s are also a time where there is more scientific uncertainty generally, more belief in things like ESP or experiments that wouldn't survive review today like the Stanford Prison Experiment.)

There's a lot going on here, but the punchline is the title of the book.

It's not just the play on words. What's the (primary) gender being regulated? It's right there in the title. Men. People talk a lot about regulation of women, but they also talk a lot about male violence, male sexuality, male competition, male hierarchy... so from an insurance-minimization standpoint, and from a blind "anti-oppression" standpoint, we could imagine a society that has set things up so that there are few men in the first place.

Such a society would not be lesbian, but sexless.

Regarding the 2019 post you're asking about,

“Certainly,” the man said, “it may seem to be in contradiction, but if I do this…”

The central sci-fi technology at play is a computer which estimates political coalitions and ideology. Political coalitions are based on a feedback between ideologies and interests. The interests and beliefs of different coalition members aren't always in alignment with each other, so every coalition will have some tension. (This may be the source of the "contradiction" mentioned here, but not necessarily.)

The presentation board even paused with a twirling icon for a moment, before the node finally came loose, and Mr. Blanstak dragged it to the other side of the board. …dropping it in a category named “religion.”

Previously, transgenderism was pursued as 'transmedicalism,' defining transgender people as a tiny minority of the population who were experiencing a diagnosable medical disorder. In this frame the rights and privileges granted would be similar to those for someone with a disability. This implies a pretty significant amount of institutional gatekeeping.

However, while the medical establishment is influential, this left the status of transgender people ambiguous (just how far can you go with a doctor's note?). As such, activists pushed for the idea of transgenderism as a 'basic human right,' with unlimited gender self-identification.

This is a bit of an all-or-nothing strategy. If activists win, they get to teach their gender views in public schools as fact. This places them above all the established religions, on the same level as the implicit peace bargain between those religions. If they lose, even the medical framework could collapse.

Positioning transgenderism as a 'religion' is a kind of fallback position. The United States has pretty substantive protections against religious discrimination, so both medical procedures and presentation would receive legal protection. However, this would be a demotion to one valid worldview among multiple competing worldviews, and rules on teaching the view in public schools would be similar to teaching "Christians believe X," not just teaching "X".

(In practice, this approach wouldn't work, as religious beliefs are generally understood as being about the supernatural, and people generally don't believe in transgenderism as supernatural.)

In this case, the reclassification causes a whole bunch of cascading updates to the ideology and coalitional makeup throughout the system.

“So you’re saying,” I said, “that this was the latent equilibrium all along?”

The perspective character asks if this is the future, because this isn't his technology and he's more of a normal guy, so he's thinking that this is the big ideological change.

Blanstak looked at me over his shoulder. “There are many semi-stable equilibria, Mr. Whipple. The matter of entering one is choice.”

However, in this case the technology's creator is using the shift as more of a demonstration not merely of the technology, but of the idea that there are other self-reinforcing states of society that can be reached.

It is likely that the book would follow on the consequences of such a technology, however...

excerpt, unpublished Clint Manstock manuscript, 1991

It wasn't considered good enough to actually publish.

#anons #asks #clint manstock #gendpol #clearing the drafts #nov 2023

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This violates Rule 3 Blog Guidelines! Please, do not send more than one entery of the same kind. I can tell this is the same person, I will assume the best that you didn’t know the first already was sent through.

I highly doubt it’s a ‘coincidence’ so I do have to scold a litte!

But only a wittle bit~

Cause

PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN, REPEAT, NO MORE PROMPTS ARE NECESSARY TO BE DEPLOYED, SIR OR MA’AM OR THEM! I will get as many out as I have time and can ^^ Thank you for your patience~

Prompt:

Rosy stood on a rock and gave wild gestures and theatrical retellings of her adventures with Sonic, chasing after the famous blue hero who was the talk of the town, excited to share what she had experienced.

“And then-!” she jumped up and wobbled a bit on the rock but caught her balance expertly, doing a small ballerina spin into a dip, lifting a leg up, “He caught me from Metal Sonic’s ropes being ripped apart by his super manly and healthy sharp spines! I was spindashed to safety and that’s my story!” She jumped up and spread her arms out wide, “Sonic had to dodge a bunch of falling flooring and ran down the long, huuuugeeee chainlink with me clinging in his arms!”

Some children were sitting quietly in awe, leaning forward at her every word of Sonic’s heroism and awesome feats of speed, but three in the back--admittably much older than the youngsters so enthralled by her story--smirked and rolled their eyes at her, folding their arms.

“A bunch of rubbish a silly little girl made up to feel special!” one boy, standing among the three in the front, walked through the crowd of kids to kick one over so he could approach her ‘soapbox’ rock. “Let me ask you this... how’d you even FIND Sonic The Hedgehog?” He rose an eyebrow, and Rosy knew exactly what snare he was trying to set up for her.

“He... I... Umm...” She wringed her little skirt... “I... I was playing with my cards, and umm...”

“Playing?” The boy laughed, then pointed directly into her face, almost making her fall off the rock she was on. “Witchcraft!”

She stumbled a bit before regaining her balance, but he held his finger in a ‘paused-flick’ motion, “You’re nothing but a freaky fangirl who daydreams! You made the whole thing up, Witch!” he flicked her nose and the gang laughed as she tumbled off the rock and fell down on her side, squinting her eyes at the pain of being pushed around.

The kids gasped, getting up as one tried to hold the other, older boy’s arm back, “Stop it, she’s not harming anyone!”

He pushed the little girl off of him, “Heh, not yet! But if she keeps up those ‘card readings’ she’s sure to cause trouble!” he nonchalantly walked over and picked Rosy up, as she kicked and squrimed, grabbing his wrists with both her hands.

“L-Let me go! I’m telling the TRUTH!” she tried to kick at him and spread her legs to try and make herself heavier, but to no avail.

“Would you quit the lying and decieving?” He shook her up a bit, and she pulled her limps in tightly, afraid of what he might do... “Get it through your thick, pretty little skull, Hedgehog! You’re NOTHING. You’ll always be nothing, and no one’s gonna care about a sorry little freak that plays with magic like you!”

Her face shook as her lips trembled.

She wanted to say something... but being bullied about her ‘fake tarot card readings’ and being called a ‘witch’ really got to her this time.

Normally, she would let it roll off her shoulders like rain, letting it pelt all it wanted, and ignoring the rainy days...

But this time...

He was spitting these words right in her face, and yelling so loudly that it rippled through her whole body... this was true fear...

“I’m...” she couldn’t look him in the eye anymore, “I’m not-AHh!” she dropped from his grasp and landed on the dirt, coughing as dirt had gotten up her little nose...

“You are.” he stated, smirking down at her as he loomed over her tiny body, “And you always will be... Better start learning your place and give up on these ridiculous stunts for attention. No one likes your stories, anyway!” he kicked her back and she skid a bit on the ground, not rolling, but squinted an eye as she got back up.

“Better stay down, if I were you.” A boy to the left of the main bully stated, as they turned to walk away.

Rosy, with her arms trembling under her... lifted herself up, gritting her teeth... “... No.”

The boys all stopped, “She didn’t just say that.” The main boy turned back to face her, narrowing his eyes. “I know you didn’t just say that.”

“... I’m not lying...” She put one shaky, brave hand on her knee, then pushed off to wobble and stand up... her fists at her sides. “I did have an adventure with Sonic The Hedgehog... and I did read that I’d find him where I said I did... Nothing you do or say... nothing you threaten or tell me you’ll do... no amount of pushing me around or hurting others is gonna change that truth!” she faced him with tears not daring to fall at her eyes, showing true strength of courage, spirit, and character. “I know what I lived through and saw!” she cried back to him. “And I know you’re just jealous cause I’m gonna be Sonic The Hedgehog’s girlfriend!”

The boys all froze a moment... looking confused.

Then they burst out laughing, as Rosy held her head back, not realizing why they weren’t mad or retaliating.

“It’s just so sad!” The older boy clutched his stomach, “You really are delusional!”

“She’s pipin’ mad!” the other boy stated, as the one on his right snickered into his hand.

“She’s gone too deep in her fantasies..!”

Rosy’s anger... was only rising...

She shook her fists by her sides... her face turning red.

“Ahhh~ There’s no saving a freak like you, kid.” The leader wiped a tear from his side, then disregarded her with a wave of his hand, “The sad fact is... you’ll be alone and unloved the rest of your days... and there is never gonna be a hero to save you from that fate. It’s the hard, cold truth that you keep psyching yourself out of. You’re just like us, abandoned, forgotten, and left to fiend for ourselves... There are no heroes, princess...” he looked her dead in the eye, “And there never will be... especially for the likes of you, Witch!” he picked up a rock, and throwing his leg up, did a baseball-player’s like stunt to throw the rock at her face.

Her eyes honed in on the moving rock, widening her eyes and shrinking her pupils... There are heroes in this world... And she did meet her favorite one...

That hope of being next to him again... strong enough to stand by his side... it was beginning to diminish in her heart as she felt that when that rock hit her... it may take away all her precious memories of Sonic The Hedgehog and her’s adventure together...

But then she saw it.

A flash of blue.

A blur of light.

“Woah, throwing rocks at little girls now, are we?”

Her small whine cascaded like sparkling dewdrops falling off a leaf from a heavy downpour. “Sonic..?” She whined out, her heart beating once more as though new strength and life had been transferred to it.

Sonic tossed the rock up and down in his hand, carefree with a confident smile on his face.

“It can’t be...” The leader fell back, landing on his bum. “It’s impossible..!” he whimpered out, his own eyes and lips trembling now.

The little kids, who were bundled together at the orphanage, suddenly rose their heads in amazement, “It’s him!” one cried out, “It’s Sonic The Hedgehog..!”

Sonic caught the rock he had thrown up repeatedly and smirked, “That’s right. I always appear when there’s a bully afoot.”

The other two boys on either side of the older boy suddenly started to back up. “W-what do we do, now..?” One asked, but the middle boy just lowered his trembling head... then, hit the ground.

“WHERE WERE YOU!?”

Sonic lost his smile, “Hmm...” he stood at a heroic angle to the boy... not fully facing him just yet.

“Where were you when I needed you, huh!? When those robots took my mother away... when my father lay in the mud motionless..!” He then rose up, charging to Sonic. “THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS HEROES!!!”

Before he could throw a punch, Sonic jumped up and flipped over him, kicking him in the back of the head.

He fell and skid by Rosy’s feet.

Sonic landed, turning around and looking like he was going to finish this fight... the boy barely able to move when Rosy put a compassionate hand on his head lightly, and leaned over him to hold up a merciful other hand to stop Sonic from advancing. “Stop!” she declared.

Sonic paused, blinking his eyes at her command. “H-huh..?” He then folded his arms, “Wasn’t he bullying you just a moment ago? Calling you a liar, Amy?”

Everyone muttered to themselves, they hadn’t heard her real name in a while... But If Sonic knew it, it must mean they’re friends!

“H... He knew her real name..!” the other boy on the right was panicking, realizing that this guy could really beat them up! “Let’s bounce!”

“Neither of you two move.” Sonic looked over his shoulder, “Amy hasn’t finisned telling you our story yet.” his stare was one not to be trifled with... and they immedately fell to their knees in obidence, shaking at his presence.

He turned his attention back to Rosy, unparting his arms and gesturing one towards her while he spoke, “What gives? Aren’t you mad at him? Scared, even?”

“He’s just sad... is all.” Rosy’s words made Sonic’s head lean back.

Before this time, Sonic had been all justice. He’d never hold back his punches or swings at robots... but Amy... was reminding him that this was a person, and not some stonecold, unfeeling machine.

“... Hmm.” He closed his eyes, “Well... I can’t do anything about that... but he better start finding another way to deal with his sorrows... before his anger gets the better of him.”

The older boy peeked up an eye at Rosy above him, “W... Why would... you spare me like this?” he asked. “I... I hurt you... and called you names.”

She smiled sweetly, looking down at him and rubbing his head with strokes of forgiveness, “Are you okay? You look a little frazzled... Don’t worry, we’ll get you some help. Just rest, okay?”

His eyes widened.

Sonic’s smile grew and he tilted his head, admiring his friend’s true strength... the strength... of her heart.

He put a hand to his hip, “That’s my friend, Amy, for ya.” he looked to the younger kids, and then grinned, “She’s unpredictable... and full of trouble, isn’t she?” He beamed a reassuring grin and the kids all cheered and ran to him.

“Wha-ha-hey!” he looked as though he was ‘drowning’ in the crowd and zipped quickly up to the rock she was once on, and with his hands on his hips and leaning down to them, looked like he was scolding them a bit. “Now, now, how is this the proper way to treat somebody? AHH!!!” he was swarmed again and they dogpiled him down from the rock, all clammering to get an autograph or play with the famous, heroic boy.

The older boy got up and rubbed his head, looking ashamed, “I’m sorry, Wit-I-I mean-!... Rosy... Sorry.” He looked down and she smiled, patting his head.

“There, there! At least now you know there are heroes in this world, right?” She gave him a smile before frowning... tearing up... and then a huge hug. “I’m sorry about your family... But-!” she looked up at him, filling him with hope in her sparkling emerald eyes, “Sonic’s gonna take on that mean, old Eggman that hurt our families! He’s gonna make sure he goes away and never comes back! No one’s gonna be robotizied anymore!”

He did believe in heroes now...

He believed in her.

“Thank you.” he stated, as Sonic kept trying to push off the kids, “H-hey! Amy! Ahh! Call off the hounds-OFFPH!” he was shoved under the crowd and continued to be loved and admired on,... such was the life of a hero...

He crawled under the crowd and then sighed, feeling at last free, before zipping up to Amy at lightning speeds, taking her wrist, “Come on, this scene blows.” he smiled, showing her he just wanted to take her away.

She nodded, blushing, “Em!” she agreed, and he pulled her up to him--bridal style.

“Later, kiddos!” he winked his infamous, signature look to the crowd of kids.

“Aww, don’t leave yet!” the little girl from before put her hands together, “What about Miss Rosy’s stories?”

“I’ll bring her back.” He assured her, smiling from ear to ear. “And when she is back, she’ll tell you guys all sorts of new adventure stories!” he lifted his head up and the kids all cheered.

“Yeeahhh!!!”

The other two boys remained on their hands and knees, “Is he gone yet?” One trembling stated...

“N-Not yet...” The other boy whispered, the two too afraid to move until Sonic had sped off with Amy Rose safely, tightly in his arms...

And off they went! To a whole new adventure..! It seemed like forever before Amy returned to the Orphanage, told her fantastical stories about a god of Destruction, a space colony abanonded by time, and many more with Sonic lazily yawning and sleeping by the side of her rock she could now sit on... and tell the newcomers and older kids their epic stories...

#sonamy prompt #classic sonamy prompt #classic sonamy #cutegirlmayra #sonamy

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goodqueenaly · 1 year

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What kind of relationship do you think that Dunk had with Maekar?

Virtually impossible to say right now, given that Dunk has only interacted with Maekar in "The Hedge Knight". That Maekar had some respect for Dunk at this point - grudging and prickly, perhaps, with reservations as to Dunk's chivalric ability - seems clear by the very fact that he was willing to not only have Dunk train Egg as his squire, but to listen to Dunk's advice that Egg follow him as a true squire to a hedge knight, rather than remain a prince at Summerhall. Likewise, Dunk's respect for Maekar is demonstrated by Dunk's continuing emphasis to Egg on following the rules Maekar set out for their training. Moreover, Egg's regular imitation and defense of his father (especially in "The Mystery Knight") may influence Dunk into seeing Maekar as heroically as Egg certainly does. (We also have yet to see the fallout of "The Mystery Knight", with Egg having publicly revealed himself via Maekar's signet ring to be his father's son; future stories will need to show what Maekar might think of Dunk in light of this development.)

I would like to think that the Third Blackfyre Rebellion will show Maekar the value of Dunk as both a knight and the knight who trained his son. Where Daeron the Drunken seems not to have been involved at all in the conflict (at least to our current knowledge), and Aerion seems to have dishonorably murdered Haegon Blackfyre after the latter surrendered, Egg showed a level of courage positively commented upon by Yandel. Here, perhaps, was the truth of the observation Dunk made in "The Hedge Knight" - that the hardscrabble life of a hedge knight experienced by Egg turned out a better knight, in personality and chivalry even more so than martial talent, than all the fine princely treatment at Summerhall afforded to Daeron and Aerion. In turn, Maekar's leadership may impress Dunk; here was a man who fought as Kyle the Cat bemoaned the Targaryens had not up to that point, who was willing to put his neck on the line for the defense of the realm.

Beyond this event, the relationship is even less clear. When did Dunk become a knight of the Kingsguard, and what did Maekar think of this promotion (and indeed, was Dunk in Maekar's Kingsguard)? Was Dunk involved in Egg's secret wedding to Betha, and if so, how did Maekar react? How might Maekar have been involved in Dunk's posting at Tarth, and what did Maekar know or suspect about Dunk's (possible) relationship with his daughter? What indeed happened during Maekar's reign, and what role did Dunk play at court (including maybe the eventual Targaryen response to Dagon Greyjoy)? Was Dunk involved in the Peake Uprising, and what did he think of Maekar's death in battle there? These are all questions for future D&E stories.

#asoiaf meta #duncan the tall #maekar i targaryen

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mimosapd · 9 months

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i spent some time making my new ocs concept this week, but i don't think i should spread them out since they're just scribble, so today's scribble includes NEW OCS!!!!!!!!

the scribble today is a week late, but! there isn't any pattern or rule right? anyway

i just love to draw these two, it'd warm my heart with their lovely cuddles hmhm...

some Sacabambaspis, drawing them made me realized how skill less i am at drawing rounded masses... ...thank you, Sacabambaspis!

next is all my picture concepts of new ocs, i've thinking of their setting for a long time, they all work in a bakery! i wonder what form of stories should i make for them?

i started with one of their portrait, and then i think it will be much more fun to just draw their portraits all at one time before write each of their setting and background... cause that would surely be exhausting and boring! also, i don't have their name yet... names are hard to think of......

meet the boss! she is in charge of many management and pastries development things, she wanted to be a baker but she fell in to an accident and lost one eye in the bakery school... so she decided to stop field work.. but she still wants a bakery career, so she open a pastry with her old friends in university and bakery school! she's rich, that's why she can randomly open a non-chained bakery in a city big like Chengdu, at least she has chance to try, they have to compete with others to survive in the market... that's why she found these talented baker like

this is the boss's bakery school schoolmate and friend! she's in charge of breads! she left her city for joining this business with the boss. and, also because her girlfriend is here, well, mostly because of her girlfriend is here! she can't stop rattling about her girlfriend, and a big fan of dumping her thoughts to others... that is annoying, but other than that, she's really cool!! you know, the swagger kind of gal. (yeah, she looks a bit like syrup i know!!)

this is the champion of a pastry match! she's, literally in charge of pastries, and can help with others without any skill issues. her family wants her to settle down in some chained bakery shop and find a husband, but she really wants her talent to be used! but without experience and support she only found this budding bakery with a weird boss... (been abused by a ex-boyfriend because of her eyebrows recently...)

this is a experienced middle-aged baker, he is in charge of cake! he really loves the art of baking, so he always wants to be in a part of development and actually making them in a non-chained bakery... at least he doesn't have bond to stop him from chasing his dream job that is... so there it is, boss found him! he has sensitive feelings, so please don't judge his whimsical creations!

this is the boss's best roommate in university! he's in charge of front management like cashing and managing. he changed a lot... but boss always support him, after leaving the college, he's having problem finding job, so boss gave a chance to him... though he just wants to stay with the boss...

(and ummm, he's sort of like pastille which i have no idea!! just think these as coincidence!!!!!!!! why did i just find my new ocs like the characters i've seen after making them waaaaaaaaaaaa)

and my ocs are really boring, i'm lack of imagination to create some fantasy stuff, so i just make some lucky ordinary people doing ordinary things pff

#my art~#scrriby

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acustardduckling · 1 year

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I got tagged to do one of those memey things by @emeraldhazeart ! I’m going to break the rules and not tag anyone myself but if you’d like to do it, you can say I ‘tagged’ you. its cool!!!

The Rules: Tag (9) people you want to know better and/or catch up with, then answer the following:

Four Ships

oh boy I’m not really a shippy person either ... BUT.

QueenRune

What can I say about these two that I haven’t already?? It doesn’t matter whether it’s the regular universe, or the splatoon universe, or whatever other universe might happen in a fic, I really like these two as a pairing when I’m not paring Alarune with myself

I didn’t go into their initial interactions thinking they’d be a couple, but it helped me discover a lot of things about what I wanted out of Queenie’s character - as well as some things about myself. When authors say that characters ‘have a mind of their own’, it really came into play here.

Alarune also just. Really needed to be loved. While Queenie hasn’t experienced quite the same level of distress, I like to think she understands the place her partner is coming from, and why Alarune behaves the way she does...

Queenie likes to lump on praise, even though she knows it isn’t always ‘deserved’, but she wants other people to see and appreciate the effort Alarune makes, even if that “people” happens to be Alarune herself - letting her know that she knows how much she tries -

UM. ANYWAY. OTHER SHPS. I have lots of OC ships like Nightmare/Evian and Pansy/Groa but I’m going to try and think of some media based ones so people have an idea of the dynamics I like (I guess???) It’s embarrassing bc I have way, way more notps than otps.

Player x Partner in Mystery Dungeon (Particularly Rescue / Explorers / Gates)

Is this a cop-out answer? Am I going to get called names for this one?

I know the whole thing is framed as a really strong friendship, but the absolute devotion the partner has for the player is really sweet. It doesn’t help that they ALWAYS have a moment where the player character “has to go” and you see how absolutely distraught the partner is at seeing them turn into little lights and be erased from existence. It’s okay, though, because they always come back.

They’re an inseparable team, so maybe they can also kiss, as a treat.

Don’t get me wrong, though, I don’t always do ‘shippy’ playthroughs of my PMD games. Sometimes I really am just content with them being friends, you know? But other times it’s just REALLY easy to give them OC names to fill the roles.

Maki x Kaito (From Danganronpa V3)

This game has an absolutely ridiculous ending, like DR2, but I think these two are really sweet together. Elaborating would kind of spoil some of the plot, but basically he’s a motivational goof and she’s stone cold and they both have something to hide.

Wall-E x Eve

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????A aaa?A??a?a?a? saaaaAAAAa?a??aa?a? ?a?a?a?aaaa/a//a THE ROBOTS ARE IN LOVE??!?!?111 A AB THE SENE AT THE END??? THE HANDHOLDING??? DIRECTIVE??? THIS IS MASTERPIECE ROMANCE CINEMA YOU CANNOT TOP THIS

AHEM anyway there are other questions:

Last Song: U Sure Do - Strike , embarrassingly enough.

Currently Reading: I really wish I did more reading. The last book I read was Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree, which I really enjoyed (And read in one sitting on the plane). It’s high fantasy with a literal coffee shop AU setting. Its ... soft. Oh, and that has a naturally progressing romance between two of the main girls - another ship that I like! Yay!

Last Movie: I’m going to see the new Mario movie this weekend, but the last thing I watched was The Brave Little Toaster, and for the first time. It was a trip, but I still enjoyed watching it.

Craving: I have a sore throat and could really go for some icecream right now :(

#life of jasmib #tag meme #me additionally going on like 'also queenie bigging up alarune is important bc it comes of a place of love rather than flattery and-#- shes used to cutting people down so its even more special'#'but doing it LIKE flattery is the only way she knows how to do it and so--'

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captain-josslett · 2 years

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We Love You, But-

So, this is something a bit different today. I'm thinking of entering a LGBTQ+ competition and have written an entry. The only rules are the maximum word count is 1,000, which I did struggle with!

If you'd like to read please give me feedback, even it's a 'I liked it!'. Thank you 🥰

“We love you, but-”

When I heard those words, my world imploded.

I was born into a christian family. We went to church every Sunday and I absorbed all I was taught. I never questioned it and my faith was steadfast.

As a child I felt I was different but I didn’t know what it was. I would watch movies where the princess ‘lived happily ever after’ with her prince. I would play with my barbies and act out what I had been taught, especially by the church. You date your prince, get engaged, then marry and have babies.

But something didn’t feel right.

One day Ariel met Belle and I went through the usual motions. However, there was an unknown problem...

Enter my middle brother who immediately started laughing. Explaining that marriage is between a man and a woman.

I blink and look down at Ariel and Belle who were happily in love.

I asked why and my eldest brother explained.

“Being gay is an abomination, it’s disgusting and I hate anyone who is gay!”

With horror I realised I was gay and I choked down my tears. In my child-like mind I made a promise to god that I wouldn’t be a sinner and I buried my sexuality so deep that I made myself forget about it entirely.

I focused even more on being the best christian I could be and followed the commandments to the letter.

Then the pastor taught how we should follow the example of Paul, who states that it is best to remain single and while I watched those around me dating, marrying and having babies, I figured god destined me to be like Paul.

But because of this, I never experienced a crush, the excitement of a first date, the thrill of a first kiss and the joy of love.

Instead, I developed crippling depression.

This made me dive further into the church and I even attended bible college to be able to work in the church.

Then, 2020 hits.

When lockdown struck, my busy life halted. I no longer had to go to worship rehearsal, or life group, or women’s breakfast or turn up at 6am on a Sunday to help set up.

Instead, I could watch the service from the comfort of my bed, still in my pyjamas and I quite like this new setup.

But what I hadn’t realised was the tidal wave of indoctrination I had been fed, had now stopped. For the first time in my life I was able to think for myself and not be told what I should do or who I should be.

A few months later I got a notification on my phone that Mary Setrakian was doing vocal classes on Zoom.

I jumped on the opportunity to be taught by Mary, who had starred on Broadway and has taught the likes of Broadway star, Sierra Boggess.

I nervously entered the Zoom class and found Mary to be an amazing woman who embodies pure sunshine and love. She didn’t want anything in return, other than my full commitment to the process and to have fun.

The others in the group were some of the nicest people I had ever met. At the end of every session we’d give feedback and I would find myself openly weeping at their words of unconditional love. All they wanted was for me to let go and be me.

At first I didn’t understand what they meant. I am me… Let go of what?

I would think deeply on their words and felt something I had buried had finally cracked through the surface.

… I’m gay.

I remembered what I had done as a child and felt sick but a sense of relief when it finally clicked fully into place.

But it is now 2020! Things have changed! Right?…

“We love you, but-”

Those were the words my pastor of 10+ years said to me. He continued on that it was okay that I was gay, but I couldn’t practice it. If I did I would be removed from the worship and pastoral team and placed in a background role. That I can’t be seen on the platform in that kind of relationship.

At that moment, my world literally imploded.

When we parted ways I felt numb. The organisation that I had given my life to, that I loved with my whole being and sacrificed so much for… Decided that I couldn’t have one of the most fundamental things about being a human.

Love.

I then realised that their view of love was blinkered and narrow minded. Unlike my friends in the zoom class who accepted me without any rules of how I should live my life.

I immediately started distancing myself from the church and tried to find myself without the tight restraints that had me bound.

Because for all my life I had strived for people’s acceptance, approval and love. However, I was being suffocated by a toxic ‘love’ that was damaging my very core. Making me believe I was only worth something if I fitted into a ‘perfect’ mould.

But in fact, the acceptance, approval and love I really needed?

It was from me.

To know that I am enough and worthy of love.

When I realised this, it was like taking a breath of fresh, clean air.

I wish I could say it’s been smooth sailing, but it hasn’t. When I decided to come out and declare it to the world I mostly got positive feedback but I had a few comments made about how I was making the wrong choice… As if my sexuality was a choice.

I still struggle with moments of sinful guilt but I am finally free to be me.

And although I haven’t been asked on a date yet, I am now open to the idea and want to be loved.

And if no one does. I now know someone who will love me, no matter what.

Me.

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anthonybialy · 2 months

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Record-Setting Biden, In His Way

Recency bias leads those nursing welts thinking present pain must be the most agonizing. Yet many equipped with memories remain aware of what happened five minutes earlier, which shocks liberals who are baffled every time their hideous nonsense harms humanity again. Give it a few years, which will offer the context of realizing their world-healing garbage really was dreadful. Historians who want to wrap up their shifts before lunch don’t have to wait to render a verdict on someone who has failed in every regard. Joe Biden sucks.

Exhibit sophistication in a way a grabby dolt never illustrates by analyzing just how badly he’s performed on individual issues. Biden’s status as contender for the worst president ever is not an outlandishly partisan suggestion or hyperbole exacerbated by experiencing present woe. The agonizing task’s greatest challenge of narrowing an abundance of examples is precisely unlike a list of his accomplishments. Coming up with things that have improved under Biden’s watch is like finding a valuable dollar.

Life is even more treacherous than usual either by design or putzing. Political scientists can explain to unsophisticated voters why their suffering is occurring. The difference may not register.

Which of the two regrettable styles of Democrats is the incumbent? The man who misses hiding in the vice president’s office isn’t really an Obama-style schemer dedicated to tearing down from the inside in order to control decline to his liking. This term is more like fixing a flat tire with duct tape. The inscrutable question is fitting for such a fascinatingly enigmatic president. We may never learn Biden’s favorite cereal mascot. The box featuring the Froot Loops bird is an unobtainable luxury.

Pondering how a prototypical nursing home resident got to be head of state out of millions of American options will only deepen depression. That’s fine with this president, who’s a drug dealer getting customers hooked by making life miserable. I suppose it’s good for business, although it’s not like he owns the government. He certainly wasn’t going to invent his own enterprise.

Please enjoy some corruption to distract from ineptness. There’s no other way to find peace presently, so enjoy what your caring president hands you. Thinking every other rich person is the same is the most irritating assumption made by grifting politicians. The only thing worse than unhinged cynicism is imposing it on everyone else.

Punishing the successful in a way they never do illegal immigrants or legal felons has provided exactly the incentives expected by everyone but White House staffers. As with every other wretched notion joyless nitwits believe, the fact they must impose their ideas never tips them off to their inherent lousiness. Public office-holding embodies such nobility that you shouldn’t ask them to empty their pockets. Biden loves the self-checkout line.

Ruining everything by coercion is as noble as it gets. We’re all to blame, thanks to those who roped in everyone else by law. The type of politicians who dream of control want none of the credit, which sure is selfless of them. Molesters of your rights really believe in collective action. We are truly all in this together.

This nation is blessed to be equipped with a president who tells us how to live. Velcro doesn’t fasten itself, which nobody knows better than Biden. People couldn’t possibly provide child care or know what kind of cars will make it out of sight of the driveway without collective action. Someone else gets to decide what action gets to be collective.

A snotty demand for selflessness based in taking what belongs to others could be deliberately ironic in the right hands, which means it’s not. Your authorities never ponder just why so many people need help under their rule. Commonplace poverty must be the fault of villainous conglomerates who spurred inflation to somehow profit off potential customers not being able to muster up funds.

Being this bad on purpose seems like it’s too tricky for the present temp staffer. The paranoid notion makes sense if you realize who’s filling the chair. A conniving plan to screw up with government in order to save us with more of it may have been engineered by nefarious underlings with IQs higher than room temperature. The executive is out.

Life is surely going well if debate revolves around whether this woeful branch has been attempting to seize your choices as strategy or just does so in response to whatever they wrecked yesterday. The net result is the same if anyone feared the only thing that could cause damage is a pernicious ideology.

Overusing power can only get worse if the stupidest jerk is in charge. It’s not like this White House turned life into a trip to Disney World. It only feels like a Magic Kingdom trip in the modern woke version where visitors spend 783 dollars on lunch in order to endure a lecture about sanctimonious tolerance. Can we just wait in line for Space Mountain?

Democrats finally got the popular vote they wanted. Circumventing states is not the only way they want to ruin the nation. Contempt for being left alone motivates every decision by a White House that we wish couldn’t be bothered.

There can’t possibly be anyone enjoying this. Scheduled monthly praising of pathetic job growth is a fake joy that’s fact-checked back into depression. Russian soldiers and Iranian centrifuge technicians appreciate career opportunities, but they haven’t crossed the border yet.

Perspective makes agonies like this presidency worse. A ceaseless irritation is not going to improve over time, which is fitting in its way. Biden’s ironically shown himself to be an expert over time on not thinking ahead. The lasting contribution will be unintentional, namely perfect example of why abused and overextended authority is limited. Biden makes the case against Biden.

#Joe Biden #president #2024 presidential election #economy #corruption #power #presidency

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casspurrjoybell-29 · 5 months

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Forging Ties - Chapter 9 - Part 2

*Warning - Adult Content*

Once they were outside, Hamish drew a breath in through his teeth and tightened the strings on his coat to ward off the chill.

"You're quite the social butterfly when you want to be."

"Well, those people were kind enough to let me work my charms on them, unlike some people I could mention."

He tried to give Hamish a glare but couldn't help the smile that crept onto his lips.

Hamish chuckled.

"Ah, except your charms clearly have worked on me, even if it took you a while to figure out the best strategy."

Duran's smile faded and he shook his head.

"I'm not trying to manipulate you anymore, Hamish. I mean, when we first met I was but not now. You know that right?"

"I do," Hamish replied. "But it's still a little unsettling to see how well you can put on a show. You looked happier than I'd ever seen you in there, smiling away at everyone. If I didn't know you, I might have thought you were genuinely enjoying yourself."

Duran shrugged.

"I guess it's something that comes with the territory. As much as I hate to stereotype, I think it's fair to say that slaves are often good at pretending to be something they're not. Except for Fanner, maybe. That sweet boy never could quite master the art of pretending."

"I've seen plenty of that before, of course. You're just exceptionally good at it."

"Am I?" Duran asked. "Or am I just so exceptionally candid when I'm not doing it that it stands out?"

Hamish let out a long breath.

"Now there's a question."

"Never trust anyone who's always happy, who never says no and always tells you what you want to hear. They're either a snake like me or they don't know how to stand up for themselves. Either way, the truth will come out eventually and you won't like it."

"Maybe that should be my rule," Hamish said. "No sex with ex-slaves unless they're willing and able to tell me to go fuck myself."

Duran raised an eyebrow.

"You really do like your rules, don't you?"

"Well, to be honest, I'm not very good at saying no," Hamish admitted.

"And speaking of my insatiable sex drive, I was planning on spending the night with Roman and Eli. Care to join us?"

"Hmm," Duran said. "Three times the human? Yes, I think I will."

"You don't mind group sex, then?"

Duran shrugged.

"I don't know if it's fair to ask me if I like things that I've only experienced in bad ways. Do I like it? I don't know. Maybe? I suppose if it's like what we did before but more, then why not?"

"I understand," Hamish said. "I know you hate it when I fuss over you but I just want to make sure you're comfortable."

Duran let out a deep sigh.

"It's fine, Hamish. I give you a hard time but I'll admit that I know I don't have to worry about being outnumbered in a situation like this because you're on my side and you're so annoyingly caring that there's no room to doubt that. I know you won't get caught up in things and stop caring about me. So thank you, asshole."

"Aww, you're welcome," Hamish said, grinning.

"That's not encouragement for you to do it more," Duran warned. "It's still annoying."

"Uh Huh."

Duran groaned.

"You'll never stop now, will you?"

"Well..." Hamish said, his grin widening. "Nah."

"Fuck."

With the help of Duran's mage-light, they found the way to the path they'd first entered through and followed it.

"Huh?" Hamish said when they came to the clearing and found the naked woman still sitting on the ground in front of the stone monument, surrounded by the Fae exactly as she had been when they'd last seen her.

Cookie was laying on the other side of the stone, sprawled out on the ground.

"Is this... okay?" Duran asked as Hamish set the basket down and Cookie wandered over to check out her dinner.

"Is she okay?"

"She's fine," a voice said, and Duran jumped as he looked up to see Kit standing next to the woman.

"I mean, she's naked in this weather. She'd be dead if she wasn't being protected."

Hamish watched as Cookie crammed fistfuls of vegetable scraps into her mouth.

"We've fed Cookie enough to get a conversation out of you, have we?"

"When I feel like it," Kit said. "I've been talking to her, to Vonnie. Seeing what she's seeing. They're trying to understand the Fae."

"Are they succeeding?"

Kit shrugged.

"It's confusing and chaotic, like what might happen to your brain if you took every hallucinogenic drug at once. It's like... well, I was going to say it's like when you open a random file type as a text document and it just gives you a bunch of random symbols and letters that make no sense at all but I guess neither of you would understand that, so never mind. It's like we're trying to interpret something that our brains were never designed to understand."

"I don't know what any of that means but I like your funny words," Hamish said.

He emptied the rest of the vegetable scraps out of the basket onto the ground, then turned to Duran.

"Ready to head back?"

Duran nodded.

"Our new human friends better have waited for us."

"Oh, I'm sure they have."

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It's NaNoWriMo, time to get crackin I suppose

For this November I'll be journaling my thoughts on writing here as a way to prepare myself for this nanowrimo book. A pre-writing writing session if you will.

This is the first day, this means that I'm writing on a blank piece of paper. This means that first things first, I need an introduction. I'm not looking for a groundbreaking intro, I just need one that works. Nanowrimo is all about not writing an amazing book, just a normal one. I don't need to impress anyone with this intro.

I'm going to follow how a lot of stories start today, and that's in media res. I'm going to set up some sort of conflict and launch the reader right into it. In order to make a decent in media res however, I'm going to need a few things set straight first.

This isn't a rule of writing, this is actually just a singular thought on how I should just accomplish this particular story, and in this one I'm going to assemble a list of things I'd like my intro to accomplish.

Setting

A character (can be multiple)

A conflict

A vibe

An idea, (or an action)

Setting: A good intro needs to introduce the readers to a setting that grounds them in the rest of the book. A setting that I can move from and return to and the reader goes "okay yeah this place, that's where this thing happened." A place that is a root note in music, a place that's home to the reader.

I'm writing a sci-fi about a human colony on an asteroid. The terrain and setting are vastly different than on earth, so I need to establish a home base so my readers can start a mental map of the asteroid. I'm starting in the zero grav condensed city Sphere B6. This is where the main character lives, and so we'll return to it quite often.

Character: (Or multiple) An in media res introduction needs a character doing an action, resolving some conflict. Usually they're competent at whatever it is that they're doing. This can be the main character, or it can be a preview on what the main character will run into. This leads us into the concept of promises. More on that in a bit.

I'll be using a side character for my introduction. "Garth Fields" will be a proxy to show the readers the conflict and ideas of the story without putting my actual main character in harms way... yet. Anyway Garth is going to meet with a bad fate simply due to the job. He's literally doing a task for work that has a chance of death, and he dies.

Conflict: This is where we get into the differences between good and bad in media res intros. A good intro will show a conflict that is relevant to the book's overarching story. One that maybe even resolves in the same way the book will resolve. (Or maybe the conflict in the intro doesn't resolve but the audience knows how it should have resolved, making it satisfying when it comes back later and the audience knows what's going to happen.)

I'm not going to resolve this conflict happily. One of the side characters will die because of it. It sets up my conflict of Man vs Man in a hierarchical society. Workers die for the "greater good" I.E. profits. This sets up that the actual conflict of the book isn't a worker experiencing a workplace hazard, but the fact that there is a system built that allows for workers to die in hazards in the first place. The conflict resolution at the end won't be about removing the hazard from the workplace, but removing the system that allowed for it.

Vibe: This is more esoteric than the others, but it's necessary that the intro lets readers know what they're in for for the remainder of the book. What kind of language is used, what's the genre, is it funny? Will it be sad? Don't wait to explain what your book is about sometime after the intro, readers might not get that far. And if you vibe switch halfway through, make sure the intro reflects that there could be a switch later. Hitchhikers Guide does this really well. It's a comedy and there are jokes, but it also ruminates on life, and it lets you know what you're in for on the very first page.

I'm interested in writing pretty hard sci-fi, so I'll be using terms and explanations in this intro that launches the reader right into the world, It'll be a sad struggle into a happy ending, and I should be able to nail that vibe in the intro. The intro will be taking it from apprehensive to sad, the readers will want justice for poor Garth Fields, and so when it arrives it will be satisfying.

An idea, or an action. This is my personal preference. I like it when books have a "thing" that makes them unique, whether it be magic, a weird cultural habit, odd geography, or anything else that sets them apart of other books. Whatever it is that your story has, you need to make sure it's in the intro. If you go hard in the paint with magic systems, you don't have to explain it in the intro, but you absolutely need to show it early. If you're writing a book about steamy BL between two NASCAR drivers, you absolutely need a car or a race in the intro. Don't start with one of the guys getting a bagel or something. I opened a book with BL Nascar on the cover, I better be getting it dammit. Obviously there are amazing books that don't do this, but not doing this is for people who already have written books. I'm just starting now, so I'm not going to break any rules.

I love writing fun sci fi technology, so I came up with some fictional tech that almost works like a magic system. Magnets that don't get attracted to anything other than their other "keyed" half. The main character is someone who works as a magnet Key engineer, so I'll be having this tech all throughout the book. I'm introducing it in the intro with "Garth." He dies because he has to go "re-key" a failed magnet that's stopping their spaceship from progressing.

Now that I have come up with these ideas, I can launch right into my 2000 words with a better sense of where I'm going than just staring at a blank page.

I'll be posting more of my thoughts here throughout the month to help me write this damn book. For now, we write.

#nanowrimo #books #I swear I'm not writing a NASCAR BL #Even if I was what's it to ya

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