#I have so many characters I gotta tag uh oh-
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Survey Says-! (18+ Rodimus/EVERYONE)
Chapter 1: Violations, Schmiolations!
Rodimus is NOT bitter about the results of the crew satisfaction survey, in fact, he’s fully prepared to change! He’s determined to change his crew’s minds, and what better way to do so than to get to know them- in the carnal sense that is.
There are no problems with this plan in Rodimus’s mind. There are many in Ultra Magnus’s. Magnus engages in some unfortunate(for Rodimus) damage control as head of Cybertronian Resources. Rodimus is not easily deterred.
Read on AO3 here!
Chapter 1.5(NON CANON!) here!
Chapter 2 here!
Chapter 3 here!
Chapter 4 here!
Chapter 5 here!
Chapter 6 here!
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FIC TAGS: Rodimus/Everyone(But y’know, not like. EVERYONE. Just a lot of various background characters and also more specifically with some others), Takes place post dark cybertron, but pre the whole ship disappearing thing and the mutiny, smut, Chastity, denial, Rodimus is a slut, Ongoing humiliation, HR Violations as comedy, Ultra Magnus is clueless, sticky sexual interfacing, comedy, sexual comedy, dubious consent (if you squint and tilt your head), contains illustrations
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Authors notes: This is the fic concept i was talking about in THIS tumblr post, if you're curious to see more of my thought process. This is all very deliberately silly, so try not to take things too seriously, nobody's getting hurt here, this is all for giggles
CHAPTER TAGS: Rodimus/Dipstick, briefly mentioned Rodimus/Hound, Trailcutter, Sprocket, and Pointblank, Ultra Magnus is obtuse but not stupid, Chastity, humiliation, Rodimus being Rodimus
“Ohh, yeah, just like that-” Rodimus sighed out, letting his helm roll back as he ran his digits over his spike. Dipstick wasn’t exactly his finest lay, but he did just fine where it counted.
And anyway, it wasn’t about what Rodimus wanted, this was all part of a noble and courageous cause, of course.
Rodimus let out a shaky moan as Dipstick mouthed along his chassis. An arc of charge shivered up his spinal strut at the feeling of his spike, heavy and thick, inside his valve. He could feel the bot start to lose rhythm, so Rodimus wrapped his legs a bit tighter around his hips and let out a long, pleased moan in Dipstick’s audial. He smirked to himself as the mech bowed forwards with a loud grunt. He sped up the servo on his spike as he chased his own edge.
The hot splashes of transfluid against his inner walls certainly helped. Rodimus offlined his optics as he stroked himself into a perfectly acceptable overload, enjoying the feeling of Dipstick’s fans gusting hot air across his front.
He allowed himself a moment of afterglow, which was quickly interrupted by a ping in his processor. Rodimus scanned it quickly. Oh slag. The speedster wriggled his way out from under Dipstick, who sluggishly pulled back after noting the captain’s attempt to escape.
“Something wrong-?” He began.
“Oh no, nothin at all bud, no worries!” Rodimus said quickly. “I’ve just gotta jet, had so much fun I forgot the time.” He chuckled, swiping at his array with a rag before closing his panels. “Thanks for letting me get to know you better!”
Dipstick nodded slowly, a bit of flush in his cheeks. “Uh- yeah, captain, no worries…”
Rodimus gave him another winning smile, offering a characteristic thumbs up before trotting out of the door to his hab suite with a spring in his step.
He was such a genius.
His ego had taken quite a few dings in recent times, what with his series of captainly ‘whoopsies’, being demoted to ‘co-captain’, having to work with fragging MEGATRON, and of course… the whole list incident. But Rodimus wasn’t stuck in his ways, in fact, he was prepared to help every one of his crew see that he could change.
By letting them know that he was completely at their disposal.
Wink.
He knew after his conversation with Ratchet that he wasn’t going to let the whole thing get him down, not over a faked survey list anyway. There was no point in taking his frustration out if he wasn’t learning something from the situation, so it was only logical that he take the time to listen to each and every member of his crew. So what if he didn’t know who wanted him off the ship? That wouldn’t matter as long as he was thorough in setting up his meetings.
The fact that most of his one on ones so far had ended with an overload was a coincidence, and not at all planned. As humble as Rodimus was, he also knew how hard it was for most bots to resist a sleek frame like his.
He felt a bit of pride bloom in his chassis, and perhaps elsewhere, as he recalled some of the past 15 ‘meetings’.
Hound was definitely a highlight. Rodimus didn’t exactly have a type, but he did enjoy the bulkiness of his frame against his, and certainly enjoyed that thick spike hitting just the right spot…
And Trailcutter of course, much sweeter than he’d thought, a very kind lover, but got a bit weepy when Rodimus had told him he was doing well.
Sprocket had opted for a quick blowjob, as Rodimus had caught him at a bit of a bad time, but he certainly made his enjoyments clear, nearly getting them caught when someone had passed by the supply closet they had tucked themselves into.
Pointblank had taken Rodimus’s spike well, enjoying the roughness that he’d treated him to, but making a mess on Rodimus’s office floor when he finished.
Rodimus whistled jovially as he bounced around the corner and his second in command’s office came into sight. He wasn’t going to be too terribly late for his meeting with Ultra Magnus, either, which was likely a surprise to both of them. Rodimus grinned to himself. Everything was coming up Roddy!
“Captain.” Ultra Magnus said stiffly as Rodimus stepped into the room.
“Maaaagggss! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Rodimus plopped down in the seat on the opposite side of his desk, propping his pedes up on the edge of it, kicking Magnus’s nameplate out of place. Ultra Magnus’s optic flickered with irritation as he reached over the desk and knocked Rodimus’s legs off of it.
“I’d like to have a discussion regarding your current extracurricular escapades.” He said, picking up his datapad with one servo while his other adjusted his nameplate back to equilibrium.
Rodimus’s faceplate blanched. “Aaahh, what do you mean?” asked the captain innocently.
“You’ve been interfacing startlingly regularly with several of your subordinates.” Magnus retorted flatly. “Which qualifies as a breach of several ordinances and rules surrounding proper captainly conduct.” He turned his optics from the datapad to lock with Rodimus’. “Which you should be well aware of… as you have surely read through the important manuals and documents I sent you before we began this journey.”
“Pff- Yeah! Of course! You recite the first bit of that code, I'll be able to finish it for sure!” Rodimus lied, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Primus, he should have cleaned his valve out more, he could feel Dipstick’s transfluid rolling around in there. It’d get absorbed by the nanites in there soon enough, but for now, it was an uncomfortable reminder while he wriggled under Ultra Magnus’s glare.
“Section 45, subheading 8- On the subject of intimate relations amongst superior officers and subordinates.” Ultra Magnus prompted.
Rodimus shifted again, sitting up straighter and squeezing his legs together. “Uhh, gimme just a skosh more?”
The larger bot let out a disappointed sigh. “Should a superior officer find himself entangled romantically or sexually with a subordinate crew member, the relationship must be made clear to a ship’s Cybertronian Resources officer, and cleared before a council of the captains and subordinate’s peers to assure there is no power imbalance present. Failure to comply is grounds for demotion on the part of the captain, Rodimus.” Ultra Magnus said gravely.
“Oh- Well I don’t know what gave you the idea I was doing such a thing, but I’m not, so we don’t have to worry about it-” Rodimus began, adjusting himself again in his chair in preparation to leave.
“Rodimus, I’m not stupid, I have it on good authority that you are engaging with our crew inappropriately.” Ultra Magnus drawled, clearly growing frustrated with repeating himself.
“Wha- Who told!” Rodimus blurted out, quickly resetting his vocalizer. “W-who lied I mean, we should be sure to meet with whoever is spreading rumours like this-”
“Rodimus I’ve heard you interfacing in two supply closets, seen the transfluid you failed to wipe off your office floor, and watched you walk down the hall to your hab unit leaving a convenient trail of fluids directly from Powerflash’s suite.” -
Rodimus’s intake snapped shut, face flaring a bit with embarrassment. It wasn’t as if Rodimus had any shame about his habits- er, gracious and noble quest for forgiveness- it was just that Ultra Magnus was the last one he wanted to find out about them. “... Yeah…” He muttered defeatedly, slumping back down in his seat. “... So what, am I getting demoted? Is Megatron taking up his rightful place as the true captain? I hope he enjoys sitting in my seat.” Rodimus pouted petulantly.
Ultra Magnus disregarded his grumbling, reaching for a drawer in his desk. “On the contrary, I am going to give you another chance to reconsider your actions.” He stood, tucking something he had grabbed behind his back, and walking around the desk towards him. “Your actions, while unprofessional and incredibly juvenile, do betray a want to rectify some of your past mistakes, which…” Ultra Magnus’s frown softened a bit, begrudgingly allowing a modicum of admission into his tone. “Is a step in the right direction.”
Rodimus’s vents hitched, his optic ridges raising as he sized up his SIC. “Oh- Mags- was this your way of flirting with me?” Rodimus laughed. “Aw, maggy, you didn’t need to do all this, really, just invite me out for drinks some-” The captain’s flirting was cut off when Ultra Magnus reached a servo down to effortlessly knock Rodimus’s legs apart.
“I am not flirting, captain.” He said flatly, all softness melted out of his expression.
Rodimus stared up at him. He could feel his frame starting to heat with quickly tamped down arousal at the way the bigger bot loomed over him.
“I am going to keep you accountable, and in doing so,” Ultra Magnus brought the device he had picked out of his drawer around to his front, Rodimus had never seen something like it before. It was painted bright yellow with black caution stripes, all extendable bars and geometry like it was supposed to hook onto something. “I will make sure that your behaviour ceases this instant.”
“Oh Mags- whatever could you me-” Rodimus began to croon, cut off by sudden sensation as Ultra Magnus’s hands lifted up his hips off the chair. “H-Hey-! Listen Mags- I like em forward but this is a little-”
Rodimus was silenced as Ultra Magnus unceremoniously clamped the device tight around his panels, pressing his thumb hard into a top latch to fasten the locks in place with a low magnetic zap.
Rodimus looked down, dumbfounded, at his own panels, now securely fastened shut. “Did you… just put a car boot… on my panels?” He said, slowly turning his helm up to look at Ultra Magnus.
The bigger bot nodded proudly, folding his arms over his chassis. “I felt this was the only way to keep you from continuing to breach protocol.”
“WHAT THE FRAG IS WRONG WITH YOU!!” Rodimus howled, kicking Ultra Magnus’s leg and succeeding only in pushing his chair back a ways. He immediately began to claw at the boot on his panels and was horrified to find it well and truly stuck there.
“Under chapter 79, section 31-A of the crew relations act, the third subsection suggests possible fixes for inappropriate interfacing behaviour, such as-”
“AS MAGNETIZING MY ARRAY CLOSED??! You’re sick!!” Rodimus wailed, still ineffectually pushing at the bars and beams fastened to his junk. “This- THIS has to count as cruel and unusual punishment!!”
“It doesn’t. I’ve checked. And it isn’t permanent either, and yes I did consult Ratchet before proceeding to ensure there would be no adverse effects to your gynecological health.” Ultra Magnus went over his points, walking back around the desk and sitting back down. “I am giving you a decacycle of this punishment, we will check in at the halfway point, and you will have a chance to plead your innocence at that time-”
“A DECACYCLE!!??” Rodimus cried, popping up on his pedes and slamming his servos on the desk. “You- You can’t be serious!! This is humiliating, everyone is going to see-”
“See that you are taking steps towards being less of a sexual pest and more of a professional and honest leader?” Ultra Magnus raised a brow ridge. Rodimus searched in his optics for some sign that he really didn’t believe what he was saying.
“You can’t be that obtuse.” Rodimus growled. THERE! There! Ultra Magnus’s optics flicked away with an uncharacteristic glint.
“Consider any unpleasant feelings as motivation to reconsider your previous leadership choices, captain.” Ultra Magnus said blithely, going back to scanning his datapads. “You are free to go, sir.”
“I hate you.” Rodimus spat, indignantly swatting Magnus’s name plate off his desk before spinning on his heel and storming out of his office.
#valveplug#transformers#mtmte#transformers mtmte#maccadam#lost light#rodimus#/nsfw#my fic#my art#smut#transformers smut#rodimus/everyone
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Gallavich Intro
uh huh, thank you @callivich for these encouragement reblogs post, so here we are!
(nick)Name: Doshi
Age: 22
What made you fall in love with Gallavich?
I mean… gallavich, they're they. Okay, if serious, I just knew about them but never interested in it and don't remember whether I watched this show before or not. But I seen all of seasons attentively only in November 2023. Then I fell into it entirely and completely.
How long have you been a fan?
3.5 months / since November 2023
Favourite Gallavich moment/scene?
oh god, it's hard.. so many really awesome scenes. I want to highlight a few and maybe make a top.
Mickey Watching Over Ian [S04E07] — my s-tier, i love re-watch this scene, i love this song (and i'm so sad that it's been removed from spotify but ok whatever). It's incredibly emotional, that's all. Mickey is so protective, there are so many thoughts on his face. And this silent talk with Svetlana screams very loudly for me. I just like to think that in that moment Mickey is thinking about how much he loves Ian and how glad he is that he's finally here.
"First Time I Felt Anything Since…" [S05E10] — just one more emotional scene before disaster. Really like it and the song is good too.
The Club Kiss [S04E08] — they are so touch starved for each other's. yummy.
"I Gotta Worry. You're My Husband." [S11E04] — it's really sad that this scene was deleted :\
"Rain On Me." [S11E07] — PLEASE they're so domestic and comfort, singing together, what could be better??
idk i just can't stop?? ok i'm quickly pick these important ones for me:
"Don't." [S03E12]
"Ian. Look At Me." [S04E10]
"Sorry I'm Late." [S05E08]
The Dock Scene [S07E10]
"A lot." [S07E11]
Favourite Shameless character apart from Ian and Mickey?
Carl! I actually really love a lot of the characters, but Carl the most. Love his character development, love his sibling bonding with Debbie and how they grew together, as well as his brotherly relationship with his elders. Love his interactions with Mickey and wish there was more. He's so sweet and silly kitty.
I also had a crush on Sandy and would have liked to see more of a storyline with Debbie, but eh.
Do you write or draw or make edits?
I draw!
tag in tumblr / commissions open + other social
Favourite type of Gallavich fics?
I'm absolutely in love for AUs! Before gallavich I didn't realize how much I loved the AUs. It's just amazing and this fandom is amazing because there are so many things I want to read, but there are sooooo many. I love multi-chaps and slowburn! Any universe, the main thing is our boys and tension between them!
Most of all I want to mention my love for texting/social media or something like that. I like it when text messages are inserted into the writing.
I prefer fluff, but I have nothing against angst, only if it is hurt/comfort. I love getting different emotions and I love crying too, but I don't like bad endings.
Favourite Gallavich quote?
"You're Under My Skin, Man."
"What You And I Have Makes Me Free."
"Hit My Husband Again, I'll Fucking Kill You."
"Don't fucking tell me what's impossible! We're taking care of him here. You, me, us. His fucking family.
"Fuck You, Fuck You, And Especially Fuck You!"
Anything else you’d like to share about yourself?
I'm a bit of a shy introverted lurker and didn't understand at all how tumblr blogging system worked until that moment, usually I just threw my art and ran away. But now I'm watching how people do their posts (use a queue?? what). And I wasn't completely sure how to blog with drawings without turning it into something personal, but it seems that's the point of blog?
So I'm just getting used to everything and want to stay in the shameless fandom, because it's very nice to be here. You are all very nice people and I have already become attached to y'all.
Apart from anything else, I have a huge obsession. I constantly read something new that comes into my hands, and I have a lot of ideas for new arts. (I might even want to do an edit, but shhh, I'm not sure I'm really mentally ready yet haha).
So yeah, you are truly amazing and I hope to be more active in the fandom! <3
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tagged by @goldheartedchaoticdisaster thank you bestie ❤❤❤
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
55!
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
183,074
3. What fandoms do you write for?
The short answer is basically "whichever one I'm feeling".
the longer answer is: Arata the Legend, the MCU (specifically my own OC content and Eternals), Good Omens, The Old Guard, The Wicked + The Divine, A Discovery of Witches/All Souls Trilogy, Doctor Who, Ted Lasso (in theory, so far) and like... other stuff I can't think of right now that I haven't published but still write for, and other stuff I have written fics for but wouldnt say I "write" for the fandom.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Okay
Rotten Work
Ethereal
First Word
everybody wants someone (i want to be somebody)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I do! Or I try to - I try to respond to every comment people leave, even if it's only a heart emoji or a 'thank you'. Because I want to show them I see them and appreciate them!!
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Toss up between "no home sweet and no sweet home" with Joan having to run away from an abusive household in the middle of the night to a life of just constant running and loneliness she's not emotionally prepared for after having a relatively normal life and "my heart is a stone, my body is not my own" with Yataka dealing with years of blackmail, sexual assault and noncon suddenly being exposed to everyone by one of his abusers and just refusing to talk about it at all and rejecting the (admittedly flawed) attempt at comfort shown to him (points for being a fic I wanted to end with comfort and instead became my first hurt/no comfort).
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
It's hard to choose but I'm gonna say probably First Word (link above) because. I mean how does it get better than Human!Ten, Donna and Jenny being a little family together and Jenny's first word being Donna's name and Ten being absolutely in love with his girls-
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Oh I did like, back when I was 13. My ATLA OC fic got cyberbullied by some dude on tumblr, who copy&pasted whole chapters of my fic and then would go through the chapter and add shitty comments.
The only good thing about that situation was that he even added a whole post to express his confusion that all the comments on my fic were positive. everyone else was loving it. and then he apparently needed to ruin me and left his own comment telling me he was reviewing my fic. which of course led to a shock and some hurt feelings but uh, seeing him annoyed at everyone else liking the fic helped lmao now I can look back on it with amusement like what was going on with that guy that he felt the need to harass a 13 year old.
I also got another comment on the same fic accusing me of plagiarizing their fic and OC because both my oc and hers could bend 2 elements and had sort of similar names and when I went to read her fic it was so completely different from my own I had to LAUGH.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I've attempted it a few times but I really don't know what I'm doing with it.
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I've never written a whole crossover - I admit I did start an au fic where all different studio ghibli characters were in the story of Anastasia the movie, but it did not get super far before I stopped.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
luckily no.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
No but if anyone ever asked I wouldn't say no!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nope!
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
Oh my god.... I mean as hard as it is to choose it's gotta be TenDonna. like platonically, romantically, a secret third thing, they are amazing together and I love them so much.
15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
I try to never say I'll never finish a fic, but there's one for certain I don't think I'll ever finish, Prince Mononoke - a role swap au of Princess Mononoke. I was writing it for years and had my grandma proofread every chapter before publishing. I put it on hiatus for years, but then she died, and it didn't feel right to keep going.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I feel I write dialogue really well. I try my best to hit the right voice for every character and I think I do a good job at it. And honestly it's hard for me to not write dialogue like half the time I'm like can you guys shut up already and progress the plot with actions instead-
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I'm not as poetic as I'd like to be, I guess. Like. some writers are just fucking masters with words and I feel like I'm stammering. I'm also not super confident in writing romance - like, pining, or friendly relationship with a splash of romance for fun? I've got that. Actual romantic relationships? Not so much.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
If I do, I use google translate and hope for the best, but usually I don't. Ethereal has a lot of Canadian French in it because Marianne is from Quebec, but I use my sister (a French Immersion student) as my translator.
I mean I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Like, use the best translator website you can find and hope for the best.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
If we want to get really technical it was for The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, before I even knew fanfic was a thing. If we want to be specific to published fic, it was Avatar the Last Airbender.
20. Favourite fic you've ever written?
UGHHHH HOW DO I CHOOSE
honestly I have no way to choose. So I'm simply not going to lol
tagging: @dani-luminae @sighonaraa @altschmerzes @jamietarttsnorthernattitude @fallenangelontheceiling @vinatintasupernovita @strangelock221b @mousedetective @linguini17 and like, anyone who wants to do this!!!! it's fun :)
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I don't get it... like, fucked up as in fucked up(tm) or as in problematic? because ohhhh boy.
What's the point lol. The other day I saw other poll blog with a ''proshipers don't interact'' among other rude things on the bio. .... mind you, the polls were ship polls. Like?
i am genuinely so fucking tired of the antis and the purity culture and people who can't differentiate fiction from reality. i don't think this one is actually very anti or purity oriented at all (considering what it's about), but fandom in general has been so gd affected by it all that even fucking Sterek is considered a "problematic" ship by far too many people.
that same blog had another most fucked up ship tournament in February too, and they had Sterek in it back then too, and i'm just gonna add some of my own tags from my reblog of that here:
#there isn't even any propaganda as to why they're so fucked up #like they're competing against ships like Wincest and Hannigram #so we have these codependent Actual Brothers who are obsessed with each other #and we have this Serial Killer who gaslights and manipulates his bf and tries to frame him for murder and stabs him and plans to eat him #and then we have Sterek! where uh well Derek is a lil older than Stiles and Derek's family died so he's a bit sad i guess? #oh and yeah they don't always agree on everything either! #jeez so fucked up!
just. HOW. the fuck. does Sterek even come close to comparing to that? (and i say this as both a Wincest and a Hannigram shipper, i'm not dissing them at all, i'm just fucking flabbergasted x'D)
ANYWAY. i checked the blog for any sort of info about it, and all i could find (okay i maybe didn't look very hard) was an ask they got about it, copy pasting that one too:
ask:
Hi, are we voting for which fucked up pairing is worse? Or which fucked up pairing we like more?
Or is everyone voting for whatever reason they like?
answer:
I do intend for the first reason, but I’m alright with the third one too haha
so yeah, idk. i mean, sure, i'd say both Stiles and Derek are pretty fucked up (though not much compared to other characters *looking at Wincest and Hannigram again*), what with their trauma etc, but the ship itself? no. just no.
but i have also been called a pedophile for shipping them (lets not get into how angry it makes me that people misuse that word so fucking badly), so it's gotta be "Problematic" right? *bangs head against wall*
okay, i've ranted enough, so to answer your question: fuck if i know *shrugs* x'D
#ask#anon#someone: *asks me a question*#me: *rambles incoherently for half an hour* anyway yeah idk#sorry x'D
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Things I'd like to know about my fellow writers
Tagged by @illusivesoul -- many thanks!
Tagging uh... um. All of you. Any writer who sees this and wants to participate
Last book I read: oh god I read a lot of books at the same time uhhh hmm I did recently finish Claudia Gray's The Fallen Star (book three in the High Republic books) and am emotionally compromised about it
Greatest literary inspiration: Ooh, gotta be Tamora Pierce. Amazing world building, great characters, a wonderfully down-to-earth writing style you don't often see in the high fantasy genre. Good stuff all around.
Things in my current fandom I want to read but I don't want to write: luckily for me someone IS writing WWII crossover fics ( <3 @theoriginalladya ). Otherwise it's less an issue of not wanting to write something and more an issue of not feeling like I can pull it off as well or else not having the energy to do so
Things in my current fandoms I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me: Guardian Angel x Songbird in a borderlands/cyberpunk crossover/au. The entire concept of the second part of my ME:A long fic because I go even more off-script -- talking Kett characters from beyond the heleus cluster, AI fuckery, poking at the jaardan, and yeah. Stuff. Probably why I'm struggling so hard to finish the first part, eh?
You can recognize my writing by: excessive love of commas and semicolons; third person with a stream of consciousness touch. a rousing game of "is this a run-on sentence or does the comma negate that" (it DOES, i swear).
My most controversial take (current fandom): Hoo boy okay uhhh
For Mass Effect: ... I don't ship shakarian and I don't ship Talibrations. If I were to write anything with Garrus it'd probably be an OC or someone with less established interactions in canon, because i feel Garrus's canonical depictions are all over the fucking place. And I just really like Tali with Traynor /shrug
ME:A is a good game. Cry about it. (as in im crying about it because chances are high they won't let us go back)
Top three favourite tropes: idk if this is a trope per se or if it is idk what it's called but I'm such a sucker for people being super dorky in their relationships. Absolute nerds. Hmm I also like "saved" by the narrative -- characters who have to face the consequences of making it out alive and figuring out what that means. Found family is another goodie.
What’s your current writing mood (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut): 0.5 -- i wrote like! Some sentences recently! Ayyy!
Share a random frustration: I think I need a different dedicated writing space. My current office is just too "this is the place you work" and it just adds to the already pervasive sense of burnout.
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OC INTERVIEW
Tagged by @adelaidedrubman
I been seeing people do these in character so lemme do it for Mara and Ysari bc those are my guys rn
Ysari
name: Ari, all my friends call me that. [astarion miming behind them] Ys if you wanna be like that
nickname: …blood bag….hes teasing though it’s okay!
gender: who are you? The government?
star sign: Darling? What is it? Oh, okay. Uh, Leo.
personality type: oh I don’t do those tests. Those are for teenagers and Gale.
height: 5’4 I’m not ashamed of it unlike someone I know 😏 (astarion)
orientation: all about that free love baby
nationality/ethnicity: baldurian born and fucking raised baby!!!!
fave fruit: strawberries, especially on a pastry oh I love those jam things.
fave season: late spring, early summer. Beautiful ocean breeze in the afternoon.
fave flower: Balsam is cute, RIGHT ASTARION FLOWERS ARE SO NICE
fave scent: fresh tobacco, bergamot, tea leaves.
coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: coffee, I am the god of sleep. I need to lie down all the time oof.
average hours of sleep: I dunno, babe. Who sleeps in more these days? Don’t let anyone tell you how often cold food was when I finally got up at camp to eat in the morning. Awful, awful stuff.
dog or cat person: how can I choose? With their little paws and noses? Would you ask me to choose the sun or the moon?
dream trip : I wouldn’t mind traveling to water deep now that people aren’t trying to kill me every other step.
favorite fictional/real character: I gotta say, Boo is an underutilized character in most bard tales involving Minsc. I’m gonna change all that.
number of blankets you sleep with?
A: oh yeah! Tell them how many!
You’d THINK a vampire spawn would understand what it means to be cold.
random fact: I can juggle!
Mara
Name: Mara!
Nickname: Mars Bar, Marshmallow, hey you!
Gender: I’m just a 22 yr old minor
Star Sign: Aries
Height: 6’8 (5’1)
Personality type: I think I took those tests. Told me I had a computer virus. I dunno. I kinda just click on the first result online.
Orientation: I’m your bisexual queen 😎
Nationality/Ethnicity: soy chicana biiiiitch straight from LA 🇲🇽🇲🇽🇲🇽🇲🇽🇲🇽😤😤😤😤
Fave Fruit: mangoes
Fave Season: summer
Fave Flower: roses. I need to have them somewhere on everything I own pretty much
Fave Scent: rose!!! Duh!!!
Coffee, Tea, or HC: listen, listen. Hot chocolate WITH coffee.
Average Hours of Sleep: uhhhh 8? That sounds right (it was not)
Dog or Cat Person: doggies
Dream Trip: never left the country can you believe? Need to see what the other colonies are all about.
Favorite Fictional Character: that funky little robot with a mustache thats in the serials Felix makes me watch.
Number of Blankets They Sleep With: five
Random Fact: I can do that fun little trick with a gun where I can light a match by shooting it. Learned it from my neighbor Dan who was a stunt coordinator back in the day.
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15 questions, 15 mutuals
15 questions, 15 mutuals! tagged by @gardenerian. thaaaaaaaanks!
were you named after anyone? nope, my mom found my name in a book and went "sure"
when was the last time you cried? uh yesterday but it wasn't like full crying? anyway I was listening to Hozier's "Unknown" and it makes me all teary every single time and has since the stupid tiktok preview so
do you have kids? one (1) and that will be all.
do you use sarcasm a lot? nah. never. couldn't be me. it definitely hasn't affected my ability to gauge tone in text based conversations
whats the first thing you notice about people? hair, then shoes, then vibe because the first two can really influence the last one
what’s your eye color? green, baby
scary movies or happy endings? not-scary. They don't have to be happy endings, just well told stories and the endings need to make sense for the characters
any special talents? I'm a diy-bi and was born with the "how hard could it be?" gene so idk that its special talents so much as. an odd collection of weird skills
where were you born? Ventura, California
what are your hobbies? d&d, writing romance novels w/my bff, reading
have any pets? 3 cats and a dog!
what sports do you play/have you played? OH BOY well I irish danced for 15 years soooooooo
how tall are you? 5'3.5" (my fellow petites will know that yes the .5 is necessary)
favorite subject in school? history history history
dream job? TOO MANY I just want to do so many things but ummmm maybe a librarian???? idk I gotta figure it out so I can be a Grown Up In College soon
okaaaaaay tagging @mickeyheartian @suzy-queued @bawlbrayker @heymrspatel @harrowhark-a-vagrant @vintagelacerosette @gallawitchxx @such-a-barbarian @juliakayyy @rereadanon @imnotbrokenimme @fuckmefuckyoufuckallthis @stocious @mikhailoisbaby and anyone else who wants to play!
#please feel free to ask any follow ups#I have nothing going on today but watching dnd and writing smut so#tag game#get to know me#milkmaidovich tag game
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20 questions for fic writers
Snagging this one from @mehoymalloy, tagging @tjerra14 @finrays @poetikat @saltygirafe and anyone else who'd like to do it!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
75!
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
348,609
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Currently Horizon, Stray Gods, Control, and [fingers crossed] HOPEFULLY BG3 soon...lots more in the past, and potentially again in the future! (Warrior Nun, Legend of the Seeker, Critical Role, the list goes on. That tends to happen over 18 years of fic writing.)
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
I'm gonna turn this question around a little and pick the top by kudos in each of my current- and/or most-active fandoms....if I went purely by numbers, the power of Avatrice would overrun the results, hahaha.
Because the Light Is Close (Warrior Nun), The Weight of Us (Legend of the Seeker), rest like you belong here. (Horizon), the veins grow in slow (Critical Role), and brave this time (Stray Gods).
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Absolutely, to every single one! I appreciate, cherish, and return to every single kind word I get--and I gotta make sure that appreciation is known. Nothing makes me feel better than taking the joy of others and reflecting it back with gratitude!
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Oh man uh....I think waiting through daybreak (Stray) (yes the cat game) fits the bill here. That, or so i'll stay half away (Horizon).
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Oh no, SO many!!! Lemme pick just one here....today I'll toss embodiment (Horizon) into the ring.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Not to my face, which I'm glad about!
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Hell yeah I do. Primarily/exclusively F/F, mostly of the very soft variety. But just because it's soft doesn't mean they're not fuckin' Nasty™
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I actually have never written a crossover.
....oh I LIED, I definitely crossed Grey's Anatomy over with Private Practice back in the day. But does that even REALLY count?
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
I hope not!
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
I've been asked a few times, and I've accepted, but they're not complete yet!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Not in earnest!
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. FORCING ME TO PICK ONE FAVORITE???
I won't choose between Aloy/Talanah and Cara/Kahlan. They can tie.
15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
I am holding them in my teeth and growling. I am refusing to let any of them go.
16. What are your writing strengths?
prose-craft with evocative syntax, emotional immediacy, identifying parallels, descriptive introspection, character voice, strength in narrative POV
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
PLOTTING. Can't plot my way out of a paper bag. I am working on this.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
Totally would if 1) it actually fit within the fic/fandom itself and 2) if I had a trusted resource/knowledgeable person to reference and check my work!
19. First fandom you wrote for?
the Xenosaga series, so many years ago.
20. Favourite fic you've ever written?
This is always the most difficult question to answer, and I feel like it changes by the day. I'd say it's either rest like you belong here. (Horizon), for the pure nostalgia of being The First fic I wrote for my current and long-lasting brain rot--or Because the Light Is Close (Warrior Nun), as a product of the exhilarating fandom time in which it was written.
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I FINISHED SEASON 2 OF WOLF359 AND I HAVE SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS (or my reaction to Episodes 27-28 of Wolf359).
Tagging the mutuals who got me invested in this, and if you want to be tagged or untagged from these posts, lmk, or you can follow my blog or simply follow the tag "#bods wolf359 reactions". Anyone who has followed me for a while knows my updates are inconsistent, so I apologize in advance for that and for any spelling/grammar mistakes in my posts.
@sophieswundergarten @oflightningandstars @acollectionofcuriousreblogs @herawell
I just looked at the episode titles for 27 and 28 and oh my gosh I am so excited in the sense that I love these titles, but I'm much less excited for our characters to be in mortal peril.
Episode 27: Knock, Knock
"Knock Knock" indeed.
Is it the Empty Man?
Now where did we leave off before the live show? OH RIGHT THE STAR TURNED BLUE AND BLASTED THEM! 🔷🌠
ARE THE ALIENS TRYING TO TALK TO THEM?
Uh. Lovelace. Why are you leaving when the star is blue? You can just wait for a bit.
...what happened? Eiffel what was the noise? It was faint, and it's not Lovelace this time.
"Explain in terms Eiffel could understand" I know that's an insult, but honestly scientific research gets spread to the public WAY better when put in "plain language". It's more understandable and accessible for people with learning and intellectual disabilities. Hilbert I hope you're taking notes on this. If you want a redemption arc, you're going to have to earn it.
I love it when Minkowski imitates Hilbert's accent.😂
"Minor deviations" Yeah, they bring that up a LOT. Every other episode: "nothing from the star, just a few minor deviations". I bet they thought I wouldn't notice, but I did. And lo and behold. It just goes to show you kids. Notice something mildly strange? It's 100% a conspiracy or scientific phenomena. Well, not really, I was wrong about the empty man, BUT if you take that approach to everything, one day you are gonna be very right about something. Eventually. And now here comes my sweet sweet payoff.
🎶 Twinkle Twinkle Scary Star, Please Hit Cutter with a Car. 🎶
(I don't know I did it for the rhyme)
What have you been hearing Hilbert? AVOID WINDOWS AND STARLIGHT? oh boy...
Star. What do you want?
DOUG! Don't yell at Hera when you could both die! She's your best friend.
Uh oh. Looks like communications aren't going well...
Why are Hilbert and Doug hearing things? Virus exposure?
And where is Blessie? He's needed starlight for a while. This is his moment.
The star is getting bigger?
"This is astrological phenomena not plot twist for bad science fiction series"
Nice fourth wall you got there. Would sure be a shame if somebody were to break it. ;)
"We don't have a lot of time" Y'all have two more seasons, and Doug, you're the main character. I think you should be fine. Well, not "fine" but around. Doing stuff.
"I'm not giving the devil a free pass" Now Doug, that's a bit harsh. Cutter is the devil. Hilbert is more the devil's bumbling assistant.
Come on Minkowski. Put it together. Doug and Hilbert are hearing things.
"Let's get rid of our weapons" is that wise? I hope so.
Yeah...that is a suspiciously good plan Doug. I love Minkowski 😂
"I'm gonna start thinking YOU'RE plotting something" it's the screwdriver all over again.
Hera is the only one holding the ship together. Probably helps that she is the ship.
"MY LIFE IS THE TRUMAN SHOW" Eiffel has snapped.
"You paranoia little man" "We all are!" ...um what's with the Whispering in the background? Guys. Guys. GUYS.
DO NOT DO WHAT CUTTER WANTS. DO NOT-
Thank you Hera. I hope she's immune to the effects of the star since she's an AI.
Well, it seems like the team's gotta work together to get out of this one.
Dr. Hui? Energy signals? Limbic system?
Now that is something I understand! The Limbic System effects emotions, but primarily aggression and fear.
...uh oh.
And yeah...Lovelace DOES seem strangely calm...
...FOR AN EVIL CLONE ROBOT. 👀
"I don't know. Maybe my body has a resistance." "Or maybe you're at max paranoia"
Something happened to you Lovelace. I want to believe it is something good. But I don't think it is. Hopefully it will still be useful now.
"The big bad wolf" - that's a great name for the star.
"There's no off switch I've checked" ...what does that mean.
I love Zach Valienti interrupting himself. He does a great job.
"Who doesn't know the comms aren't working?"
Probably command or the aliens.
But I hope it's Blessie 🥰
We're all here. So...how can...
THE EMPTY MAN IS HERE.
TRANSMISSION FROM THE STAR? WELL I WONDER WHAT MR. WOLF HAS TO SAY.
I hope he doesn't intend to huff and puff and blow the Hephaestus out of the sky.
"Is anyone there?"
"Does anyone copy?" DOUG EIFFEL. Wait, this is old audio I think. Didn't he say that before? This is a recording right?
Oh boy.
Episode 28: Who's There?
"That's not me" ... It might be a recording. The radio was from...I think they said the 20's. This is more recent.
I hope the aliens were able to translate his messages correctly. Because Doug uses a LOT of pop culture references, metaphors, exaggeration, and hyperbole. That don't translate well at all.
Mini rant incoming, but um...just to illustrate how bad this could get even from a few simple phrase. For example, the phrase "it's raining cats and dogs" in English or at least among some older people in America, means "it is raining very hard" or "it is raining a lot". Now if you speak, say a difference type of English, you might from context be able to infer what I'm talking about. Like if a British person says they pushed a trolley in the grocery store, I can infer they are talking about a shopping cart, not a street car they drove through a storefront like a maniac. However, someone who doesn't speak English and is not familiar with metaphor can't use context clues as easily and may conclude from my earlier phrase (best case scenario) that it is either literally raining cats and dogs, that I'm an insane person that believe that to be true, or (worse case scenario), if the word "raining" is also used in their language to mean "splattering" or "pouring" in regards to wounds, they might think I'm talking about torturing animals.
Again, showing the importance of the simple and plain language thing I suggested earlier. Not that I'm one to talk, as I, like Doug, greatly enjoy the use of hyperbole and exaggeration, which in this case, is very very bad. I can see why they gave him this character trait now.
Hopefully the aliens draw a good conclusion from it, and Doug hasn't inadvertently doomed the human race.
"We have no voice of our own, so we're borrowing yours. To communicate"
So the aliens mastered AI voice stealing. I suppose in their case it might be necessary. But why can they talk on their own? They seem to have a sense of hearing and can pick up sound waves, so wouldn't they have a way to utilize that for communication? Unless of course they're translating it into something they CAN perceive.
"We've received your long distance calls"
So...these are the listeners?
DOUG YOU TRANSMIT YOUR LOGS INTO DEEP SPACE.
"Would it have killed you to speak English like a normal person"
"It's a long story you wouldn't get it" WELL THEY ARE DYING SO YOU BETTER TRY TO EXPLAIN MR. WOLF.
To communicate...I think they think that means to fall or burn or die or something. Wait.
Doug. Please tell me you at no point said "this job is a death sentence", you know what, he says that every other episode. They're doomed.
"Dear Listeners"
I don't think they even know what that means! They don't seem to understand that dear is a term of affection or another word for "to", because they don't seem to be adopting either meaning and are just using it as a part of their name.
I hope there is a way to translate "We don't want harm, we just want to go home. We are a peaceful people, expect this one dude name Cutter. He's evil. You can have him. Thank you!"
LOVELACE? LOVELACE NO!
Why couldn't it have been Hilbert? 😢
We didn't even get a chance to find out why the star didn't effect her.
OH RIGHT THE BOMB I FORGOT ABOUT THE BOMB.
Please tell me its not a real bomb.
Oh no. Lovelace.
Hey Dear Listeners...maybe some help about now?
Or maybe Lovelace really is an evil clone robot, and she'll be okay?
Okay Hilbert. Good work on the redemption arc. Let's hope you keep it up.
Doug. You removed the door's sensor. Remember?
Outside the ship? Where the big scary star is? Eiffel.
I'm honestly surprised he hasn't stolen the jet pack earlier. That's a pretty big temptation.
Also I forgot to mention this during my first reaction, but I love that they named him "Eiffel". Like "Eiffel Tower", "Communication Tower", "Communications Officer". It's clever. I know I've talked a lot about Hera's name, but the others are great too.
The Dear Listeners better not respond by making the star even bigger. They better not.
...
Eiffel?
They're good? Hera can fly? But what about Eiffel? Oh. He's good, but isolated.
"Go us, not dying"
Yeah...right...what a calm way to end the season...that's what the show is known for sure.
So then. What's it gonna be? What's the next disaster?
"Not dying...yet"
Good point Hera, the time you have left in the episode doesn't look good.
At least Lovelace is stabilizing...oh no. Cutter or the aliens did something to her didn't they? Well, we already knew that, but whatever they did is about to take effect, isn't it?
Did Lovelace just die for a few minutes? WAIT NO THE BOMB!
Speeding towards deep space? HOW WOULD HE TURN AROUND HILBERT? DOUG!
NO! DOUG! DOUG!
GONE?
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Just when they escape, just when they make it out okay!
Final Thoughts:
Actually, you know what, I'm not too concerned about Doug. He still didn't tell us about his family, which means he has to come back and share his secrets. I'm sure he'll be fine.
Although..."deep space"... that is where he was sending the messages...which is where the aliens live...and he's going faster and faster...oh dear...
I think things are about to get a whole lot worse for Doug before they get better. IF they get better.
Many questions about Lovelace. Also starting to wonder about Cutter. Wolf359 is one of the nearest stars to the sun, so on one hand, it makes sense to send a space mission there. On the other hand? How did Cutter know to send a mission there specifically? That's very precise. And for a man who loves space so much, he seems to have a lot of suspicious side projects that have nothing to do with space and doesn't seem inclined to see the stars himself.
Then we have the self-appointed "Dear Listeners" aka "Mr. Wolf" himself, (if there's another name, please let me know). Would bringing them into the star actually save them? Did the boxes that feel into the star actually get to them? Were the boxes designed to teach the aliens about human culture? If so, that seems like an odd and strange way to do it. Do the aliens hate humans, love them, want to experiment on them, it's unclear. Were they influencing human brain waves on purpose? Testing biological warfare? Or was that an unintended consequence? Are they aware that their actions were endangering the humans, or is this nothing for them?
Of course, I also need to know about Blessie. How has he been holding up through all this?
Well, I guess I'll find out. Stay tune dear readers.
#bods wolf359 reactions#wolf359#wolf 359#w359#renee minkowski#doug eiffel#isabel lovelace#alexander hilbert#hera wolf 359#wolf359 reaction#wolf359 reactions#Wolf 359 reaction#wolf 359 reactions
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What's this, a new d&d character?
hi. I have a DND character. his name is Oliver (oli). I may or may not be projecting onto him, a lot, but that is not the problem today. I made a character playlist for him and I want to talk about how it pertains to his (planned?) character arc. Ergo, this
The important thing to begin with is the basic gist of his backstory. Oli is a satyr paladin, oath of the ancients. Early to mid twenties or so. Gay (and ace), which is relevant, because he has a Tragic Backstory!!!!
Basically, he grew up in and out of the feywild, either there or in this one elven town that just so happens to have a portal to faerie very close by (and also might have been the childhood home of the other character in the campaign, quinn, who belongs to @ineffeblygay (hi mars. hope you don't mind the tag!! feel free to ignore this if you want /not sarcastic /not passive agressive), but neither of them remember that all too well (see their Tragic Backstory™))
He, as many gays are wont to do, had a boyfriend!!! I have not figured out said partner's name yet but that is okay. However, there was An Accident, that Oli thinks he would have been able to prevent if he had been there, and his partner died. Oli blames himself for it. He made his oath because of them, and so he holds to it, both because he believes in it, and because he feels like it's the least he can do. (Notably, for semi-related reasons, he avoids using the magic that comes with the oath if at all possible (I'm thinking it's cause he tried to help them with it, and he failed, and he thinks that it's cause he did something wrong and it was his fault (hi. remember what I said about projecting--)
song #1
she's in love with the boy by trisha yearwood
This is about the childhood romance type thing. It's like the, oh, hey, they're in love, and it's sweet, and they're going to spend the rest of their lives together, and no one can stop that-- until, hey, whoops, dead (hence song #2)
song #2
if i should fall behind by bruce springsteen, specifically the live in dublin version
this is the part that functions as the section about his partner's death. ''if I should fall behind / wait for me'' Ahhhhhhh. so, in this case falling behind is them dying. which. oh hey that's fun, metaphors!!
it's them promising the wait for each other, to remember each other, and it's also about Oliver refusing to move on
song #3
ophelia by the lumineers
listen. ophelia dies, thats gotta be something. is their partner the ophelia in this situation? honestly, hell if I know. maybe? probably, even, but possibly not. cause the thing with ophelia is, she either killed herself or it was an accident, twist of fate. and that's what his partner's death was, and like ophelia, no one can know for certain.
song #4
all that heaven will allow by bruce spingsteen
the thing with this song is, I first heard it when my dad was trying to prove to me that bruce springsteen does have at least a couple happy songs. my immediate response was that the narrator was dead, this definitely isn't a happy song. (On an unrealted note, my dad thinks he was trying to get into heaven, and I think he was trying to get out. I have many opinions on this song) I stand by that opinion.
This is the part from what would be, if it was a book, Oliver's partner's pov. he wants more time, he wishes he could have had more time, and he's coming to terms with that, that he's dead. which in theory would take place while his soul is traveling from the material plane to the shadowfell
Song #5
achellies come down by gang of youths
this is the bit where Oliver's depression gets REAL bad, he tries to kill himself, but he doesn't do it, which is uh. both kinda important because I need him to be alive for the campaign and also, you remember what I said about the projection bit? yeah that. but the thing is, he doesn't admit it to himself (again, projection). the year and a half to two years after his partner died were the worst years of his life, and then one day he woke up and just. shoved all his emotions in a closet and ignored them (which is extremely not healthy)
and he stays like that for a year to a year and a half, and sometime in that time period is where the campaign picks up with him.
song #6
welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance
this one doesn't fit as obviously as the other ones do, but "though you're dead and gone believe me / your memory will carry on" cause one day he just decides to pretend that he's perfectly okay (he's not) and isn't traumatized at all (he is) and he is perfectly capable of being a functional human being person
cause carrying on. he has to pretend he's okay because if he's not what the hells does he do then?
song #7
i'm not okay (i promise) by my chemical romance
hey look, he's admitting it now. he's beginning to heal!!!! (tbh this probably comes after a pivotal and highly emotional time in the campaign, probably after one of them comes super close to death and they're above like, level 5, idk, I haven't worked out all the details yet (gods I love being dm))
song #8
take me home, country roads by john denver
to be honest, there's something missing between song #7 and #8, but I don't know quite what it is. but, at the very end of the campaign, he's gonna go home. he's going to go back to where he came from for the first time in three or four years and he's going to see his family and his friends because he's finally at a point in his life where he feels like he can face them without blaming himself.
so, that was it!!!! if you have questions please ask me I love talking about oli--
#dnd oc: oliver#tw suicide mention#i am very excited about this man#its gonna be FUN#its the first campaign thats actually had more than 1 session (even if both were session 0s) that i've ever DMed for and i am excited#it is midnight#i have not proof read this at all#it will be a bloody miracle if there are less than 10 spelling errors in the entire post
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been a little while since I updated my BG3 log and I got lots done aaaa feeling excited and a bit sad that I'm nearing the end. I've really enjoyed this adventure.
After Cazador, took Gale to visit Mystra. Got some big news but I urged him to seek forgiveness and freedom over anything. I like that Gale is on the surface one of the good guys but he can fall into power corrupts as easily as say, Astarion.
On the hunt for the House of Grief I ran into THE WORST FUCKING QUEST EVER OH MY GODDDDDD this haunted ass house handed my ass to me over and over. I hated every inch of it.
Fashion time! It's so late in the game that you find new underwear
got one little tag on my doodle comic like "OP is in denial about the rotting teeth" and im just like I DONT SEE IT HONESTLY??? they just look yellow and like there's a of a snaggletooth.
More plot based stuff under the cut!
Wrapping up Shadowheart's quest was harder than Astarion's by virtue of TWENTY FUCKING ENEMIES I had to restart twice before the first round ended... made liberal use of Hypnotic Pattern. I didn't find it as cathartic an end as Astarion's but there was still definitely like, a release. And I love Shadowheart's last line there.
The reward was great tho. My bard now has 24 CHA baybeeeyyy
time to rescue Lae'zel (she was kidnapped before Cazador) and OH SHIT THATS THE SKULL FROM THE MAIN MENU SCREEN??? AAAA The Baahlists are a bitch and a half with all their murder status effects and I was SO GLAD I respecced Karlach into Barbarian 8 / Thief 4 for that extra cunning action when the "defeat this guy before he casts Power Word Kill at you" fight came up. What a fucking mess that was.
Fighting Orin was easier... I was not expecting her to transform into a big dumb monster honestly! I expected she would be teleporting around or use some shapeshift abiltiy to be all annoying but it was a really straight forward fight.
Oh, aaaaaannnd I did not fight Sarevok, so that was another Weird Ritual to inspire my tav. He's now an unholy assassin and I'm sure Astarion must appreciate the smell of being absolutely soaked in blood. I don't feel too bad about killing Valeria because she seemed like a terrible detective though I did have karlach skip her turns in the fight because I couldn't imagine her being for it. Like it's just pathetic.
Took Astarion to the drow twin courtesans... tbh I appreciate the game showing like, yes he is healing and doing better but some things you just don't get over right away. But I also want to get the spray bottle out like dude!!! don't force yourself!!!
I used a growth elixir on Karlach for the Orin fight which didn't use up that many character resources and the elixir lasted all day so... directly to the House of Hope with Karlarge it was!
Bit of a visual glitch because it reappeared later but it was nice to see Aldrich without the raccoon eyes and veins again. Just went around sitting on things in Raphael's house.
AND THEN UH???? UHH??? This supremely awkward scene with Raphael's personal incubus who looks exactly like him??? I didn't wanna start a fight because I thought Raph himself might show up but I could not pass the fucking Con check afgkdd
"you can have my body but not my soul" AGSFKHDDS???? I'm jelly tho I wish I had these eyes (but more purple) for Aldrich
Reloading and fighting the incubus was absolutely worth it for this Speak With Dead bit. the answer: he bottoms exclusively.
AND THEN THE FIGHT WITH THE BIG DEVIL HIMSELF!!!! I was already amazed when vocals dropped into the fight music BUT THEN HE WAS SIGNING HIS OWN BATTLE MUSIC???? It absolutely slapped. Amazing fight. I had Hope with me and convinced Yurlgirldsbfjs whatever his name is to join which greatly reduced the chaos. The only criticism I have is that it was a big of a slog getting Raphael down from 666 HP. but damn what a great loot payoff!
Getting near the end now. Of outstanding quests I have now, I gotta pass the hammer off to Voss, find/recruit Minsc, see if anything else is in the sewers, then sabotague the Steel Watch factory, infiltrate the Iron Throne, and confront Gortash. Then we'll see how it goes for the finale.
I'm still kinda worried what it will mean for my Tav going partially illithid and also aiming for freeing Orpheus. Seems like freedom really rides on the guy cooperating with us.
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I'm so weird, I fill out three-year-old Cobra Kai surveys on tumblr.
Karate Kid/Cobra Kai survey
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It’s the year 2021 and you’re obsessed with The Karate Kid. How are you feeling?
Well, it's now the year 2024 and...fine? I was never really "obsessed" with the Miyagi universe until October 2022 when I started going through all the episodes for my so-called "fan fixion". it's not really fanfic; intentionally bad recaps with fictionalized elements are just something my sister and I used to do ages ago for the lulz. We actually did them for Beverly Hills, 90210 and The Shield. The Cobra Kai ones are done by me; but my sister remains my one consistent reader. She's also the one who challenged me to incorporate the phrases "practice dumby" (yes, spelled that way), "Why is this happening to me?!", and "Ouch, ouch, oh, ouch!" (a line from one of my old childhood stories) into all of my recaps -- or whatever you want to call them.
(In case anybody ever looks at those and thinks wtf?.)
Despite not being "obsessed" until a year and a half ago, I still really liked CK and re-watched many episodes even before October 2022!
Did you grow up with TKK or are you new to the series?
Kind of both? I was born...uh, long enough ago that I was alive when TKK was released, although I don't remember its release because I was a very young child. I did see parts of all three first movies here and there over the years growing up -- and I watched that masterpiece The Next Karate Kid in the late 90's or early 00's while going on a Walton Goggins movie binge -- but I never appreciated them until my ex-on-good-terms recommended Cobra Kai.
(I'm pretty new to the "fandom" but have been watching CK since May 2018.)
We gotta do the basics. Favorite character:
Johnny, for sure. Second favorite is Terry Silver.
Favorite ship:
Johnny and Daniel when they're bickering and squabbling like an old married couple.
Underrated character:
Stiven. Too bad he left, or he and Hawk could've become pals. I like how Stiven bravely tried to start a fight with Tory during the LaRusso house brawl, and she punched him away like she was batting away a pesky fly.
Underrated ship (don’t say therapy, lol):
Johnny and Ali?
I (gasp) prefer them to Johnny and Carmen.
Wax On, Wax Off or Sweep the Leg?
Sweep the leg!
Which of Daniel’s dumb little outfits is your favorite?
Any where he incorporates the color blue. Bonus points if it includes his special blue-and-white karate headband.
Character from the films you most want to return, who’s not Terry Silver:
Charlie -- that minion of Ned, or whatever the main bully's name was in TNKK. (Charlie, played by Walton Goggins, was Ned's Rickenberger.)
Scene that lives in your head rent-free:
Oh, there are so many. Way too many to name in a three-year-old survey.
Will Anthony LaRusso ever be relevant?
Technically, he was one of the most relevant characters in 5x10. Without him, Kenny Payne might still be Terry Silver's prize pupil.
(And Silver might not have been arrested. Stupid Anthony!)
You live in The Valley and are forced to join the karate gang war. Which dojo do you join?
Eagle Fang, but I'm not leaping from one building to another. (Sensei Lawrence is more than welcome to call me pathetic, though.)
What’s your training montage song?
"Gonna Fly Now"?
It’s the crossover event of the century! Which TV show are you combining with Cobra Kai for an hour-long Saturday night special?
Beverly Hills, 9010. Mel Silver can be Terry's cousin.
Tagging:
Nobody, because this is three years old.
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Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.
Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!
Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.
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Name: Erica
Pronouns: she/any/whatever
Birthday (no year): May 3
Where are you from? What is your time zone? Phildelphia ish, EST
Roleplay experience: oh jeeze oh gosh uh like idk 15+years off and on?
Got any pets? Winston the German Shepherd and Pipis the ragdoll pisscat
Favorite time of year: Winter
Some interests and things you like: taking naps
Some funfacts & trivia about you: - I'm the oldest in toa cringe, idk man I'm so tired rn
What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? nothing like consistently right now? I like rpgs and games with a good story.
Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ground and grass, Diglett and Dugtrio I've been their number one fan since the games came out
How did you get into Fire Emblem? I was at a Gamestop determined to buy a new game and Awakening looked interesting. 3H reignited my love of the series though.
What Fire Emblem games have you played? Uhh Radiant Dawn is the only one I don't have any experience with but I read the Jugdral games, the Archanea games, and Binding Blade.
First Fire Emblem game: Awakening
Favorite Fire Emblem game: Genealogy if it counts even if I never played it. Three Houses or Blazing Blade if we're talking about ones I like to actually play.
Any Fire Emblem crushes? Arvis baby call me back we could be clap in clap love clap
If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Frederick I took one look at that freak and knew I was in love- Fates: I think it was Hinata but I honestly don't really remember- Three Houses: Claude and then I immediately felt bad because I stole him from Hilda - Engage: Saphir she's old like me
Favorite Fire Emblem class: I like an armored knight honestly idk why
If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Some kind of cleric/healer
If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Golden Deer
If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Sigurd probably it's baby girl time
How did you find TOA? I saw it in the tags when I was looking for Hilda content and went hmm. Kept watching until their Hilda fell through and then jumped on that.
Current TOA muses: Deirdre, Ethlyn, and Altena
Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Hilda (the good one) but her time is done
Have you had any other TOA muses? Hilda, Charlotte, Elise, Serra, Silvia, Tina, Ninian, is that it?
Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? Tragic wives/moms, little sisters, pink. Love how Ethlyn combines all three of these.
What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I love familial relationships whether they are biological or found. I also really love cross game relationships whetehr they are platonic or romantic. It's fun having the relationship develop from ground zero rather than with an extra boost from them knowing each other in canon. Plus it's just neat to get to explore. I also like a little (a lot) of drama and angst. Messy relationships are very fun.
Favorite TOA-related memory: It's gotta be all the friendships we've found along the way. The writing and stuff is great and wonderful but the community and sense of belonging is something I will always remember and cherish.
Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Louise is a matter of when not if honestly.
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The Other Evans Girl [Part Fifteen]
Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s Era]
Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character, Sirius Black x Daisy Evans, James Potter x Lily Evans
Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Jasper Thicknesse, Barty Crouch Jr, Mulciber, Walden McNair
Word Count: 5181
Rating: Teen
Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many, but it’s often a place where heartache, love and complex emotions dwell and none know that better than the Marauders. Lily Evans just wants to make it out as a successful witch though the oncoming war and the ongoing advances of James Potter threaten that. Daisy Evans, her twin, has other goals. Join the Evans sisters as they make their way through Hogwarts, prepare for war and eventually find love.
Tags/ Warnings: Hogwarts, Friends, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Marauder’s Era, Teenage Angst, Babies, Weddings, Dating, Crying, Loss of Virginity, First Wizarding War, Love, Kissing, Teenagers, James Potter is a bit of a dick, Hogsmeade, 1970s, Fighting, Loss of Parents, Grief, Babies, Injuries, Gore, Harm, Christmas, The Potter’s Mansion // Daisy’s Dress // NYE Lily’s Dress // NYE Daisy’s Dress // Lily’s Ring // Daisy’s Ring
Notes: Okay so I’ve been working on updating this and I’ve finally gone through all the chapters already written before I start writing more. It’s changed a lot so I’ve decided it’s just better to completely re-upload it.
If you want tagging let me know
LINK TO AO3 // LINK TO PINTEREST // LINK TO ALL PARTS
‘Damn it,’ Daisy said looking at her suitcase which was now lying open at the bottom of the stairs after clattering down the spiral staircase, the contents of it now spilled out into the Gryffindor common room. As she bent down and started cramming things back inside Sirius appeared, having been waiting for her in one of the chairs by the fire.
‘Bloody hell Dais,’ Sirius said, bending down to help her repack, ‘we’re only going for three days.’
‘I know, I know,’ she said, ‘but you’re all boys. I’m a girl.’
‘Since when?’ he joked.
‘Har har,’ she said with a smile, ‘all I mean is that I need options.’
‘I see that,’ Sirius said holding up a pair of knickers with a smirk. Sirius chuckled as Daisy flushed deep crimson and yanked them out of his hand, stuffing them under the pile of clothes as quickly as she could.
‘I mean options for the party,’ she explained, ‘you’ve been before so it’s easy for you. I’ve gotta wear a dress, or dress robes, formal or casual. It’s mind-boggling.’
‘It’s not that deep Dais. Besides the formal party is downstairs the real party is upstairs with us and we don’t care what you wear,’ Sirius said.
‘Well I’ve got to wear something so like I said options,’ she said, slamming the now repacked suitcase shut and flipping the latches closed so that she could stand up, pushing her long locks off her face as she did so.
‘You ready?’ he asked earning a nod. As she headed to the portrait hole Sirius grabbed a small backpack off the couch he had been sitting on and followed her.
‘Is that all you’re bringing?’ she gawked, looking at the small bag as he swung it on to his back.
‘Yeah,’ he said.
‘What have you got? Two pairs of pants and a toothbrush,’ she chuckled as they exited the portrait hole.
‘Uh no,’ he said rolling his eyes, ‘it’s three pairs of pants. We’re going for three days. I’m not a savage.’
‘Oh of course not,’ she giggled, ‘sorry.’
‘You should be,’ he smiled.
Even though the trip into Hogsmeade didn’t take long it was bitterly cold and once they were standing by the edge of the village, waiting for the car James’ parents had arranged to collect them, and her blood was no longer pumping she couldn���t help but shiver. Given that she was already bringing everything but the kitchen sink she hadn’t thought to bring her big coat, mistakenly thinking that the thick cardigan and thin waterproof she was sporting would be enough to fend of the bitter wind of the Scottish highlands.
‘Cold?’ Sirius said, noticing her teeth chattering.
‘A little,’ she admitted. Sirius reached inside his backpack and yanked out a thick jumper which he handed to her.
‘Put this on,’ he said.
‘Thanks,’ she said, taking it from him. It took some manoeuvring to get her coat off and then back on with an added layer now in-between but after a minute or so she was done marvelling at how well it fit her given all her layers and the fact Sirius was lean and athletic.
As she finished up a car appeared on the horizon, zooming towards them before it stopped with a skid. It was a long sleek black car with a driver who looked all too unenthused to be there though nevertheless he clambered out dutifully and stood in front of the pair eyeing them for a moment before he said, ‘Black? Evans?’
‘That’s us,’ Sirius said receiving a curt nod in reply.
‘Your friends are in the back. Give me your luggage so I can put it in the boot,’ he said, offering his hands out.
‘Thanks,’ Daisy said meekly, scrambling to hand over her suitcase as Sirius gave him his backpack. The man nodded but said nothing, their pleasantries apparently over with, as he headed towards the back of the car in silence.
‘Come on,’ Sirius said unbothered by the frostiness as he headed to the back door of the car, Daisy on his heels. As he pulled it open and climbed inside she followed suit quickly, paying more attention to getting out of the driver’s way than what was going on inside so it was only when she was sat down and pulled the door shut she found Peter and Remus sitting across from her, Sirius now situated by the other door.
‘Hey guys,’ she said smiling at the two boys mumbled greetings back though less enthusiastically. As she inspected them she wasn’t surprised. Remus looked horrendous. Though he looked smartly dressed, even in jeans and a jumper, he looked worn out, his already fair skin pallid made more evident by the dark circles around his eyes. Daisy frowned, wondering when the last full moon had been. Peter too looked tired though she suspected that had more to do with the car ride here, his excitement and talkative nature no doubt quashed by Remus’ need for quiet, unable to bounce off anyone, well until now. Daisy could see his excitement building, and as the car sped off out of the village and through the winding Scottish roads at breakneck speed he let the damn break.
‘How was your Christmas?’ Peter asked.
‘Alright,’ Sirius shrugged.
‘It was nice,’ Daisy said, figuring it was probably better to let him get out whatever pent-up energy he’d accumulated over the drive rather than dive into what they’d got up to the past week or so.
‘Ours was a bit boring but that was because we had to go around to my muggle grandparents this year but I got some good stuff,’ Peter rambled.
‘Oh yeah like what Pete, did you finally get that Cindy doll you begged your mum for?’ Sirius chuckled making Daisy giggle.
‘I think you’ll find it was a Barbie I asked for,’ Peter quipped back, ‘anyway what about you two? Get anything good?’
‘Same old off the family dearest,’ Sirius said rolling his eyes.
‘Cat skull and some hex bags?’ Remus asked, with a smirk though granted a weak one. Sirius barked a laugh.
‘Nah, I might be able to use them for something.’
‘What about you Daisy?’ Remus asked.
‘I got some nice stuff. Lily got me this gorgeous cardigan,’ she said looking down to show them realising as she did she was still bundled in her coat and the jumper Sirius had given her. She quickly shed her layers and showed the boys her outfit.
‘Very nice,’ Peter said.
‘Yeah, looks good,’ Remus agreed.
‘Not to worry though lads. If you don’t like this one she’s got a million other in her suitcase she can swap into,’ Sirius quipped.
‘A girl has to have options,’ Daisy stated.
‘And yet not enough options to keep her warm,’ Sirius said, his eyes flicking to the jumper still in her hand. Daisy rolled her eyes, ‘fashion isn’t about comfort Black.’
‘I’ll remember that next time you’re standing with your teeth chattering,’ he replied, a grin on his face as she shoved him. Peter and Remus shared a look.
‘Did you like the sweets we got you?,’ Peter asked, attempting to divert the conversation back to something they could all participate in.
‘I did,’ Daisy said, ‘thank you.’
‘We weren’t sure what to get you to be honest,’ Peter said.
‘Why because I’m a girl,’ Daisy chuckled, her laugh growing louder as she watched Peter’s face grow panicked, ‘don’t worry about it. I got you all the same besides you can never go wrong with anything from Honeydukes.’
‘Yeah that’s why she hoovered them up within two seconds,’ Sirius mused.
‘I didn’t see you saying no to any of them,’ Daisy retorted though as she did she felt eyes on her and looked back to find Remus stirring in his seat, his brow furrowed, ‘you alright Rem?’
‘You’ve got a new necklace,’ he said, his tone lacking accusation or inference but merely stating a fact. Daisy glanced down, finding the gold chain glinting where it lay on her chest.
‘It was a Christmas present,’ she said, fiddling with the pendant self-consciously, ‘from Sirius.’
‘That’s nice,’ Peter said, ‘leaning in to look at it properly, ‘it’s a daisy right?’
‘Yeah,’ she said, nerves bubbling inside her as she watched Remus eyeing her. He hadn’t said anything, but there was something in the way he was watching her, and then Sirius whose gaze was transfixed out the window that made her feel awkward. Peter didn’t seem to notice. Eventually he stopped with the scrutiny and nodded, ‘very nice.’
Daisy nodded before throwing herself into conversation with Peter about the other gifts they’d received for Christmas. The other two boys however didn’t join in, Remus opting to watch his dark-haired friend curiously as he stared out of the window though there was no way he could be watching the scenery as it passed by in a blur.
‘Right Rem?’ he heard Peter say from beside him pulling him from his thoughts.
‘Huh?’ he said.
‘That it shouldn’t be long until we get to the Potter’s,’ he said.
‘No,’ he said, ‘about an hour-ish?’
‘Wanna play snap?’ Peter asked the group, excitedly scrambling to pull the game out of his pocket, earning a groan though they eventually agreed given there was nothing better to do.
After an hour of chatter and several rounds of snap, the car started to slow as it winded through the country lanes before eventually, it pulled up to a set of large cast iron gates which opened slowly, allowing the car to roll on through. It wasn’t until the car rounded the top of the large gravel drive did Daisy get her first glimpse of the house, or rather manor.
‘Woah,’ she said as it came into view, earning a chuckle from the lads. The novelty had no doubt worn off for them but it was fresh for Daisy whose eyes were roving over the neatly manicured lawns, pristine hedges and smaller buildings that made up the large estate. As the car came to a stop she looked out of her window, looking up at the large manor house now in front of her, it was massive, yet somehow simple. Daisy gawked at it so much she barely noticed that the car had stopped and her friends had gotten out until Remus dipped his head back in and said, ‘Daisy are you coming?
She nodded and followed them hanging back to allow the boys to get their bags out first though Sirius grabbed her suitcase for her, handing it to her as he slammed the booth closed, which was apparently the driver’s cue as the car sped off down the drive and out of sight. She hung back as they headed to the door, staying at the back of the group so that she could follow their lead since they knew that they were doing. They didn’t even need to knock though as the moment their foot hit the stone step outside the front door it opened, revealing a portly, grey-haired witch with a beaming smile.
‘Boys!’ she said, her smile luminous and kind.
‘Euphemia,’ Remus greeted.
‘Well come on then can’t be loitering on the doorstep, in you come,’ she said ushering them in which they did so slowly, everyone taking Remus’ lead of wiping their shoes on the mat outside, ‘I hope the trip wasn’t too bad.’
‘Nah it was alright,’ Sirius said.
‘Yeah, thanks for sending the car Mrs Potter,’ Peter said.
‘Oh it was no bother,’ she said waving them off as she led them through the grand hallway. Daisy hung back, tucked behind Peter, barely visible, taking in the ornate portraits and antiques that lined each wall of the room. None of them took any notice as down to a set of double doors, too acclimatised to it she supposed.
‘Where’s James?’ Peter asked, as she opened them.
‘In his room I expect,’ she said, ‘probably still asleep.’
‘Leaving you to do all the work,’ Sirius tutted, ‘ought to be ashamed of himself.’
‘Oh I don’t mind you know I love having you boys here,’ she said, turning to look back at them and beaming at the boy with a motherly affection he seemed to bask in. In fact it seemed to resonate with all of the boys, the three of them as polite and respectful as she’d ever seen them. Though as she was eyeing the boys she felt a pair of eyes land on her and looked up to find Mrs Potter watching her, ‘oh, and who is this?’
‘Oh,’ Remus said, moving out of the way so that Daisy was more visible, the three of them seemingly having forgotten she was there, ‘Daisy, this is Daisy.’
‘Oh of course,’ she said, in a manner that suggested she hadn’t the foggiest idea who she was, ‘James has told me all about you. Never said you were coming too of course but not to worry there’s always room for one more.’
‘I’m sorry Mrs Potter,’ Daisy said, ‘if I’d have known-’
‘Oh nonsense!’ she said waving her off, ‘this has nothing to do with you my love it’s that scatterbrain I call a son. Like I said it’s not a bother. Now, you lot take a seat here and I’ll go and see if I can find James. I’ll send the elves in too they can take your bags and sort you out something to eat.’
‘Thanks Euphemia,’ rang out from the three boys.
‘Two ticks,’ she replied and then she was gone disappearing from the room and closing the double doors behind her.
Once she was gone the boys moved into the room, taking a seat on the various couches and chairs that made up the living room. Rather than standing like a lemon in the middle of the room Daisy followed suit, though she was distinctly more preoccupied with noseying at everything from the large bookshelves housing thousands of old books to the large fireplace that crackled and popped, working diligently to keep the room toasty.
‘She seems nice,’ Daisy said as she took a seat, perching on the edge of the sofa, not yet comfortable to lounge about as the boys were.
‘She’s the best,’ Sirius said, ‘wait till you have one of her mince pies.’
‘Oh, I forgot about them!’ Peter said excitably.
‘And her hot chocolates,’ Remus said with a smile.
‘Are you all gushing over my mother again?’ James said appearing as the door opened. Even though it was well into the afternoon he looked as though he’d just rolled out of bed. He was still in his pyjamas and his hair was in more disarray than usual, as if he’d spent the night and morning tossing and turning. As he walked towards them a couple of house elves followed, grabbing the bags the four had dumped by the door, before they scurried out, closing door quietly behind them.
‘Your mother is a remarkable woman Prongs,’ Sirius chuckled as his mate flopped down on the sofa opposite him.
‘Don’t let her hear you, you’ll make her head swell,’ he said.
‘Almost as big as yours,’ Sirius rebutted making them chuckle. Daisy however stayed quiet, something James noticed immediately as he looked at her and asked, ‘you alright Dais?’
‘Yeah fine,’ she said unconvincingly which made him raise an eyebrow, ‘it’s just…you didn’t tell your mum I was coming. I didn’t know if well…still invited.’
‘Of course you are,’ Sirius whispered as James replied, ‘don’t be daft of course you are! I just forgot to mention it to her. I never normally ask anyway; she just assumes the boys are coming for New Year’s.’
‘So I’m not imposing?’ Daisy asked, feeling a little better as he rolled his eyes and said, ‘nah, if anything she’ll like having you about. Another girl in a house full of teenage boys and my loony dad.’
‘How is old Monty?’ Remus said, capturing her attention, though fortunately he looked a damn sight better now he was inside, the warmth sinking into his tired bones quickly.
‘Still inventing,’ James said, looking back at Daisy as he said, ‘you’ll probably hear an explosion or two whilst you’re here Dais, don’t worry about it.’
‘Explosions? What’s he doing?’ she asked curiously.
‘He’s an inventor,’ Sirius explained, ‘you know Sleekeazy’s Hair Potion?’
‘Yeah,’ she said, not making the connection quick enough.
‘That’s daddy,’ James grinned.
‘Wow,’ she said impressed, ‘does he give out freebies?’
‘Let him bend your ear about potion making and he’ll give you his right arm if you ask for it,’ James chuckled.
At that moment Mrs Potter returned with a tray loaded with five mugs of hot chocolate, sandwiches, biscuits and crisps. Daisy watched as she carefully placed it down coffee table though the silver tray had not made contact with wood for a second before four arms appeared over it, immediately ravaging it.
‘Boys!’ she admonished, swatting their hands out of the way with a tea towel, ‘leave something for Daisy!’
‘She knows the rules mum,’ James said, his mouth already full of sandwich, ‘get in quick or miss out.’
‘More like get in quick and risk losing a finger,’ Daisy said. Euphemia giggled.
‘Oh I like her,’ she smiled. Daisy blushed.
‘Thanks Euphemia,’ Remus said, echoed by Daisy and then Peter, though his thanks was distorted by a full gob. Sirius however didn’t stop at just a thank you and instead stood up, pulling the older witch in a one arm hug as he said, ‘thank you.’
‘Oh, it’s no bother you know that,’ she said blushing Sirius sat back down though she caught hold of herself, indicating whatever she had to say now was serious, ‘now, sleeping arrangements. As you know you’ve got James’ room and the adjoining spare room but I’ll let you decide amongst yourselves who sleeps where.’
‘Who has to share with who you mean?’ Peter said.
‘Precisely. Now Daisy, normally I would’ve put you in the annexe so that you can have your own space but I’m afraid we’ve got friends staying over the holidays so it’s not an option so I’ve had a camp bed put in James’ room that should do if that’s alright.’
‘That’s great Mrs Potter,’ Daisy said.
‘Of course if you’d rather have your own space we can try and rejig the boys into one room and you can have the other.’
‘It’s fine,’ Daisy said with a small smile.
‘It’s really no bother if-’ Euphemia started though James sighed.
‘Jesus mum we’re not that bad. She’s fine right Dais?’ James said exasperatedly.
‘I just worry,’ Euphemia said seriously, ‘there’s changing and washing to think of.’
‘Mum! Honestly, I think Daisy knows how to change without flashing us all. It’s fine. Besides the room has a bathroom? Remember she can do all her lady stuff in there,’ James said, making Daisy feel self-conscious. Thankfully, Sirius could tell and interjected, ‘yeah it’s where James does all his lady stuff so nothing to worry about.’
‘Though he doesn’t do any getting changed,’ Remus added, chuckling as James lobbed a biscuit at him. Euphemia giggled, ‘well as long as you’re all okay.’
‘We’re fine,’ James said, ‘promise.’
Euphemia nodded and patted her son on the shoulder before headed out of the room. As the boys started to talk about their journey in Daisy leant forward, taking her hot chocolate and assessing what was left of the spoils. They didn’t spend long in the living room, the allure being lost pretty quickly given that they’d cleared to plate in less than ten minutes, and after everyone had downed the last of their drinks they headed upstairs to James’ room. This was just as large as the living room had been, a giant four poster bed in the centre of it, adorned with Gryffindor colours. A couple of wardrobes made up the far wall and here was a desk by the window, covered in untouched homework. A comfy armchair was near the door to the adjoining bathroom and tucked next to that was a camp bed with Daisy’s suitcase upon it. James immediately flopped down on his bed, his tolerance in any position other than lounging seemingly very low today. None of the boys paid him any attention. Whilst Remus and Peter headed through to the adjoining spare room, Sirius picked his bag up and threw it on the bed beside James, opening it up and fishing out a handful of clothes. Daisy walked over to the camp bed and sat down wincing as it squeaked under her weight.
‘You know you don’t have to sleep on that,’ Sirius said, pausing his unpacking to look over at her.
‘Huh?’ Daisy said.
‘I just mean I don’t mind swapping if you’d rather have the bed with Prongs,’ he added.
‘Thanks but I don’t mind,’ she said.
‘Thank god because I wasn’t offering,’ James chuckled, grunting as Daisy lobbed a pillow that hit him square in the face.
They chatted as they unpacked, Remus and Peter eventually coming back from the other room to join them, the five hanging out in James’ room for a good couple of hours. Around six a house elf appeared at the bedroom door.
‘What is it Bonney?’ James said not looking away from where he and Sirius were tossing a snitch between them.
‘Dinner is ready Master James,’ she squeaked, ‘your mother asks that you dress for the occasion.’
When she disappeared with a pop James sighed. Even this late in the day he was still in his pyjamas and seemed put out about having to get up and change. Daisy leaned into Remus who was sitting beside her and whispered, ‘do we have to change?’
‘Nah, they’re only formal when they have guests,’ he said. Daisy nodded, averting her eyes as James whipped off his pyjamas and shrugged on a pair of jeans and a jumper. After a quick run of his fingers through his hair, he said, ‘come on then. Let’s go and have our lives dissected.’
As everyone got up to follow him Daisy paused, feeling nerves bubble in her stomach, she didn’t know why but she suspected it was because she worried that since she was the newcomer they’d throw a spotlight on her. Sirius noticed her slow down and threw an arm around her shoulders, gently guiding her along as he offered her a smile. Daisy felt her nerves settle almost instantly.
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Fortunately for Daisy Fleamont and Euphemia Potter were a delight. Granted over the next couple of days their meetings were few given that James didn’t have much interest in hanging out with his parents whilst his friends were around but the time they did share was enjoyable. Fleamont was eccentric in a way that reminded her of dumbledore though where her headmaster was a man of few words Mr Potter could talk a glass eye to sleep. Euphemia was more restrained but warm. Like James she seemed to ooze and natural charm that could make anyone feel comfortable but it was more than that, the way she doted on them all made Daisy feel as at home here as anywhere. She wondered if they’d wanted more children. They were older than her parents and James was an only child but Daisy couldn’t help but feel if circumstances had been different there might have been more of them. That idea would probably send her twin to an early grave.
Though right now Daisy was liable to join her.
‘What’s going on in there?’ James’ voice came through the door as Daisy grunted, trying to get the zip on her dress unstuck from where it was refusing to budge. She’d already been in here an age, her hair and makeup taking more time than she’d anticipated to get right, and now she was fighting to get herself into her dress so much so that in her struggle she had knocked a couple of bottles off the sink which had been the thing that caught the boy’s attention.
‘Nothing!’ she shouted.
‘Well hurry up!’ Peter said, ‘there’s not going to be any food left!’
Daisy rolled her eyes. She and the boys had spent the day practising quidditch (though she and Remus had spent most of the time grounded) and then retreated to get ready for the Potter’s annual New Year’s Eve party. But as they’d come in through the back door Euphemia had chased them upstairs and told them to hurry up and get changed as guests were arriving any moment. For the boys that was no issue but Daisy didn’t have the same luxury of just throwing something on especially when the thing she did put on wasn’t cooperating. Eventually, after some firm tugging it loosened, zipping all the way up much to her relief. As took a peek at herself in the mirror she smiled, even with disaster and time constraints thrown in she managed to look good, though she couldn’t deny that she’d struck lucky with the dress she was wearing. It was a simple satin number, with a halter neck and a flowy skirt that looked elegant yet chic. After James had invited her she had scoured Witch Weekly looking for a formal gown suitable for a party at an all-magic household. And there it was, on budget and deliverable before new year’s eve. She’d bought it without a second thought. After a quick smoothing out of her dress, she opened the door to enter James’ room forcing the boys to scramble away from the door as if they hadn’t been listening to whatever she was doing.
And as she got into the room she found four pairs of eyes on her.
‘Wow,’ James said, with a somewhat surprised expression.
‘Yeah, wow,’ Peter said. Daisy looked down and blushed.
‘You look lovely,’ Remus said with a smile, Sirius nodded.
‘Thanks guys. You all look dashing too,’ she said, walking past them to her bed so that she could grab her heels though as she slipped them on she could feel them watching her still.
‘What?’ she asked self-consciously.
‘Nothing,’ came a round of replies.
‘Well, stop staring at me,’ she said, feeling heat in her cheeks. Fortunately their preoccupancy with her appearance only last a moment before business resumed as usual with Peter asking what food was going to be served.
They waited till she had her shoes on but headed out the moment she was ready, proceeding downstairs with her bring up the rear. As they chattered away she stayed quiet inspecting their attire for the first time. Despite taking subsequently less time to get ready they were all dressed up as well as her. James was dressed in formal dress robes which appeared an blue black colour and his hair was somewhat tamed though he had let some spots stick up which Daisy assumed was a tiny act of rebellion on his part. Sirius seemed to have robes on too though he’d forgone a tie which made it feel more casual. Remus however had gone for a more muggle look, instead sporting waistcoat and shirt combination with a lovely bottle green tie. And Peter was dressed similarly, though he’d put a cloak over his shirt and jumper which felt out of place. Even so, as a group they scrubbed up well.
When they finally got into the drawing room she was surprised to find it completely transformed. Along with the adjoining dining room it had been transformed into a large open ballroom, the ceiling of which was now decorated similarly to Hogwarts’ Great Hall. Inky blackness filled above them dotted with glowing stars. The furniture was gone save for a few tall tables that hosted canapes and drinks not that they were needed since trays were being circulated through the guests too by many house elves. There was even a bar in the corner filled with bubbling vats and colourful bottles of all kinds and music floating lightly through the air, subtle but enough to dance to if wanted. Around fifty people or so were here so far but as James headed through the crowd trying to find his parents Daisy watched the fireplace flash green, a witch in plum dress robes stepping through the flames into the room.
‘James! James dear,’ Daisy heard Euphemia call, evidently spotting them first. James turned to find his mother with some friends by the dining room gesturing for him to come to her which he did so, flanked by his mates.
‘Oh don’t you look handsome,’ she said, though her hand instinctively went to his hair, smoothing it down as he rolled his eyes. If she noticed she didn’t say anything, ‘James this is Xavier Bell deputy chief Auror at the ministry.’
‘Pleased to meet you,’ James said, smiling politely at the man opposite him as he offered him a handshake.
‘Your mother has told me a lot about you,’ he said, taking the young boy’s hand and shaking it quickly, ‘I hear you’re thinking of joining our ranks after you leave school.’
‘Well, me and my friend discussed it,’ he said, moving back casually though it was enough to pull Sirius into the conversation. Daisy, Remus and Peter stayed behind them, happy not to be included in a round of schmoozing ministry officials.
‘You’re Walburga’s son, yes?’ the brown-haired man said eyeing Sirius closely.
‘That’s what I’m told,’ Sirius replied making the man chuckle, as did Euphemia, though the hardness to his tone didn’t escape Daisy.
‘I’d love to talk to you about it at some point,’ he said, ‘my friend here also works in the department.’
‘Kingsley Shacklebolt,’ the deep-voiced man who was standing beside them said.
‘Sounds good,’ Sirius said.
‘But first I think I need to get my friends situated,’ James said.
‘Of course,’ Euphemia said as if she had just realised the rest were there, ‘oh don’t you all look spiffy! Daisy, you look beautiful!’
‘Thanks Euphemia,’ Daisy blushed.
‘Mum,’ James interjected though she waved them off.
‘Yes, yes, I know you want to show them about and get yourselves sorted. I’ll let you go but remember the rules,’ she said pointing a short finger at him. James rolled his eyes but nodded.
‘I know I know,’ he said kissing her on the cheek before he turned around and beckoned his friends towards the bar. Daisy leaned into Remus and whispered, ‘what are the rules?’
‘We have to spend an hour at the main party-’ Remus started.
‘Main party?’ Daisy questioned.
‘Yeah, this hobnobbing and socialising lark,’ Remus said, gesturing to the adults around them, ‘then we’re free to do whatever we want.’
‘And the other rules?’ she asked.
‘Don’t get too drunk,’ he said. Daisy snorted as she heard James order a raft of alcoholic drinks from where he was standing in front of them at the bar.
‘And?’ she asked.
‘Don’t do anything stupid,’ Remus smiled cheekily. Daisy smirked. With the Marauders that was easier said than done.
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@deadly-neutrino-radiation tagged me to do the 10 songs on my spotify repeat list! Hoh boy alright let's see what we have here
1. Loser - BACK-ON
2. Beyond sadness - BACK-ON (been listening to their most recent album a lot and these two songs r my favs)
3. Knight-Night - Endo Yurika (it was just the anniversary of Emotional Daybreak on June 1st, so around this time lots of her songs are back in my rotation every year ...)
4. METAL KINGDOM - BABYMETAL (absolute banger new album.)
5. 20km/h - We Butter The Bread With Butter (shown to me by a friend, absolute nonsense lyrics but a banger. Bonus for it being in German but it's so much screaming that I had trouble even understanding the lyrics at first LMAO)
6. Hypa Hypa - Electric Callboy (so many mental AMVs are happening)
7. Dynasties and Dystopia (from Arcane) - Denzel Curry (best song of that series, no competition)
8. Wonderful Life - Two Door Cinema Club (UH OH super secret character playlist...)
9. Kingslayer - Bring Me The Horizon feat. BABYMETAL (uh oh, another song from a yet unreleased, but different character playlist... 🤭)
10. If There Is No Sin, That Is A Sin (from Revue Starlight's Arcana Arcadia Act 3) - sung by Koizumi Moeka, Iwata Haruki, Kurachi Reo, Waki Azumi (the voices of Nana, Mahiru, Fumi, and Ichie respectively) (honestly gotta be my favourite AA song, it's such a banger. Even though it sounds like a rejected harmoe song)
I think by now my entire dnd party has been tagged so I'm giving it over to the revue moots, tagging @transimailisa @dongslobber @leefi ❤️
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Shepard as a Companion
I was tagged by the amazing @alyssalenko
I will tag: @bardofheartdive and @swaps55, if you want to play.
Gonna go a bit AWOL here and do my Clone Shep instead. Cause I can. :P
THE BASICS:
Shepard’s full name: She has many names, including: Ana Fields, Jane Shepard, Jane Doe, and Alison Gunn.
Class: Vanguard
Pre-service history: Uh, she didn’t exist yet. :P
Psychological profile: Initially a blank slate, The Shepard Clone was conditioned by Cerberus defector Hope Lilium.
MASS EFFECT 1: Clone Shep isn’t available as a companion until ME2 :P
When/how are they recruited:
Where are they on the Normandy:
Are they romanceable:
Personal quest:
Who are their friends:
MASS EFFECT 2:
Trained with remedial Asari in New Serrice, co-lead the Cat6 merc squad on Pragia.
What does their dossier say: “The CLONE.
Project Gemini
Genetic Duplicate of Shepard. Programmed with Shepard’s memories and likely trained to match Shepard’s abilities. Inexperienced and volatile.
Highly dangerous. Recruit or destroy. Marked for potential sale to the Collectors. Do not allow asset to fall into the Shadowbroker’s hands. Known associate: rogue agent Hope Lilium. Current status unknown.
When/how are they recruited: “Ana” is first spotted in Eternity, near the Nos Astra exchange. Matriarch Atheyta remarks “that one isn’t all that she seems. Mark my words.” Ms. Fields provides intel that helps locate Miranda’s sister, and then Shepard invites her to join the crew, seeing her as a potential ally against the Illusive Man.
Where are they on the Normandy: Shuttle bay. Probably looking for weak points. And yes, you can get the shutle bay via the elevator once the Clone is recruited.
Are they romanceable: Absolutely, by either Shepard, but you gotta unlock the romance with a hard to reach dialogue tree.
How do they react to the PC returning: Oh, she’s real upset about it, for obvious reasons. But Hope Lilium tells her to join the Normandy crew at all costs. And to kill Shepard before she goes on the Suicide Mission (to stop it from happening.)
Personal quest: One of her old classmates in biotic training, Dreya T’Vasi, has been kidnapped and is being held for ransom. Travel to Hyetiana and free the hostage.
The tricky bit is Dreya is being held by a Justicar. Cause Dreya is an ardaht yakshi. So Shepard has to choose between saving Dreya for the clone’s loyalty or siding with the justicar for Samara’s.
Do they fight with any other companions: Just Shepard. She corners them in the Normandy cabin on the eve of the suicide mission. Pulls off her wig and demands Shepard argue why she should be allowed to live.
What files does the Shadow Broker have on them: Training footage on Hyetiana. The Illusive Man’s plans for the Clone should Shepard fail. Her journal entries about Shepard and Dreya.
Can they die in the suicide mission, and how: You absolutely do not want to select the Clone as team leader. She does not command loyalty and the B team will end up being taken out by the Collectors.
MASS EFFECT 3:
When/how are they recruited: Being a ME2 character, The Clone only shows up in the Citadel DLC. The DLC runs as normal, but you can choose to save her from falling. As you should. (But you only get to save her if you earned her loyalty in ME2)
Where are they on the Normandy: Right in front of the galaxy map. Oh you mean after her and Shep make up. She doesn’t tend to stay in one spot. But she’s most often found in the lounge, staring out the window as if the stars have the answer to her questions.
Are they romanceable: Yup, but only if you started the romance in ME2.
Citadel meetup (during the game, where do you meet them on the Citadel and what do you talk about): The Clone is naturally cleaning the mess in the Archives. She’s surprised that Shep accepted her invitation, but definitely doesn’t begrudge the help. It quickly devolves into a contest of who can clean the fastest, with a few dialogue options that turn flirty if you romanced her in ME2.
How does the PC relax with them in the Citadel DLC (ie, buying gifts with EDI, watching the game with James and Vega, etc.): The Clone will suggest a Paint Your Own Pottery place, where they can get to know each other better. It quickly devolves into a rivalry of who can paint better/faster. The finished plate ware will show up in the kitchen of Shepard’s apartment upon their return. If romanced, the cut scene ends with a kiss that lands clay on Shepard’s face.
What do they say to the PC before the final battle: “If you’re expecting me to take your place, you’re full of shit, Shepard. But thank you, for everything. I owe you my life three times over. Crazy, huh? But don’t you dare get yourself KO’d, alright? Or I’m gonna come Lazarus your ass just so I can kill you myself. So don’t get any crazy ideas.”
#FINALLY FINISHED THIS#clone shep#my oc's#tag meme#hey look I'm still doing these#I'm just waaaaay behind
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