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novlr · 10 months

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How to write the heat?

Quick Tips on How to Write Heat

Heat can have many connotations in your stories beyond just temperature. It can be a sensation, an event, or even a metaphor for something else. The way a character internalises or experiences heat will also be unique to them, so here are some quick tips on how to use imagery to convey heat in a variety of ways.

In Nature

Use colours like red, yellow, or orange

Parched scenery, like cracked earth and dry leaves

Bright sunlight

Mirages

Blistering winds

Heat waves radiating from hot asphalt

Animals huddling in the shade

Wide and barren landscapes

Hot sand to contrast with cool water

Wilting vegetation and a change in colour

The sound of cicadas

Foods and Objects

Hot peppers with bright colours

Spicy dishes (and how characters handle them)

Melting ice cream and frozen drinks

The sizzling sound of food in a hot pan

The smell of a barbeque

Cold drinks that provide relief

Flip flops, shorts, and tank tops

Sunscreen and hats

Metal and leather that is too hot to touch

Salt or minerals left on surfaces after liquid evaporates

Faded colours on objects left in the sun

Peeling paint

The hiss of steam from a kettle

Character Moods

Short-tempered

Lazy

Discomfort

Easily frustrated

Disinterested

Relaxed

Energised

Joyful

Exhausted

Adventurous

Anxious

Fearful

Irritable

Lethargic

Contemplative

Restless

Overwhelmed

Rejuvenated

Impatient

Distracted

Apprehensive

Isolated

Embarrassed

Motivated

Character Body Language

Wiping sweat from their faces

Fanning themselves

Shifting uncomfortable

Sluggish movements

Licking lips and swallowing due to dehydration

Shedding layers of clothing

Unconsciously moving toward the shade

Constantly drinking

Breathing heavily

Squinting or shielding eyes

Flushed skin

Panting or shallow breathing

Avoiding physical contact

Actions and Events

Seeking shelter during a heatwave

Roadtrips in a hot car with the windows open

Swimming at a pool, lake, or a beach

Sharing drinks with friends at a cafe, bar, or beer garden

Planning holidays to cooler climates

Staying indoors to read to watch TV where it’s cool

Watching the sunset or sunrise when it’s cooler

Going out at night to avoid the heat of the day

Beach parties and barbeques

Wildfire warnings

Outdoor markets and garage sales

Camping trips

Positive Aspects

Heat can be a time of joy, where families and friends can enjoy time together doing outdoor activities not available to them the rest of the year. Food becomes lighter, the days are longer, and people tend to get more exercise. There are also positive ways to describe the juxtaposition of something hot after immediately experiencing the cold, like a hot drink on a cold day.

Negative Aspects

Not every association with heat is positive. Hot weather brings environmental damage like droughts and wildfires that affect agriculture and wildlife. It can also lead to physical discomfort, like heat rash, dehydration, sunburn, sleep disruption, or being forced to work or exercise in uncomfortable environments.

Helpful Synonyms

Scorching

Blistering

Temperate

Boiling

Fiery

Burning

Inferno

Glowing

Simmering

Sweltering

Torrid

Steaming

Tropical

Flaming

Feverish

Stifling

Roasting

Searing

Tropical

Radiant

Common metaphors

Passion or desire

Anger and conflict

Pressure or stress

Excitement and energy

Change or transformation

Danger or warning

Life and vitality

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eddiemunsons80sbaby · 9 months

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Into You

Pairing: EddieMunsonxReader

Summary: You've been pining for your brother's best friend for a while. When he stops over and no one else is home, you decide it's time to finally make a move.

18+ Only

��Hey princess Harrington. Where’s your brother?”

You pulled your sunglasses down, resting them on the tip of your nose, to find your favorite metalhead grinning at you. Still rocking jeans even though it was ninety degrees because he couldn’t tarnish that image he’d worked so hard to build. The gray tee he was wearing was fitted, the material thin, not leaving much to the imagination. He was filling that shirt out, even with his lean frame, that slim waist. It was as if the shirt was just a thin mask hiding everything you’d fantasized of so many nights while alone in your bed, fingers buried deep within you, whimpering his name into your pillow.

Eddie Munson had been tormenting your thoughts for the past three years, ever since he’d become friends with your brother, Steve. You’d been away at college and when you came home to find this long-haired, doe-eyed, rockstar in denim and leather standing in your parents house, looking entirely out of place, an insistent pulsing had begun between your legs that had yet to cease.

It was like a fire was kindled inside of you, a fire that only burned brighter with each interaction, until it was a raging inferno that threatened to consume you. You would do anything to be close to him. You craved him like a goddamn drug. Every part of you ached with it. The mix of longing and desire that had been torturing you for years was making you insane and maybe, given this opportunity, it was finally time to do something about it.

You leaned back on the pool lounger, raising one arm above your head, flashing him a smile. You were glad you’d decided to wear your little red bikini today instead of that horrid tropical print one piece your mom had bought for you. You didn’t miss how his eyes roamed from your head to your little purple painted toenails.

“He’s not here,” you told him. “In fact, nobody’s here but me for the whole day. I’m all by me lonesome.”

“Oh poor you,” Eddie mused, his tongue slipping between his teeth to run over his bottom lip. “I am sure you’re hating having this big ass house all to yourself.”

“I’m quite good at keeping myself amused. But, there is something I can’t do all by myself.”

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?” His head tilted to the side, lips curving up on one side with amusement.

“I can’t get the suntan lotion on my back,” you pouted. “Do you think you could help me out? I mean, you wouldn’t want me to burn out here in this hot sun, would you?”

“No, we can’t have that,” Eddie chuckled, taking the bottle you were holding out. “Sit up for me princess so I can reach.”

You leaned forward, sliding yourself along the lounger. Eddie swung one leg over, sitting directly behind you. Grabbing your hair in your fist, you draped it over your shoulder. The sound of the lotion squirting into his hand had you quivering with anticipation already, eager for those hands to be on your skin.

“Here?” he asked, rough fingertips roaming along your upper back, between your shoulder blades, thumbs digging into the flesh, pressing deliciously into tense muscles.

“Mmmhmm…” you murmured, your body vibrating with desire. “Lower too…”

His hands ran over your skin, leaving a trail of flame everywhere he touched. Fingers danced along the top of your bikini bottom and your hips rolled, your clit pressing against the tightly thatched material, the sensation causing a small moan to fall, unbidden, from your lips.

“Damn sweetheart, when you make such pretty sounds just from me touching your back, it makes me wonder what other sounds I can get you to make.”

“Yes,” you gasped, every part of you alive with energy, ready to burst out of your skin. You needed him to keep touching you. You felt you would spontaneously combust if he stopped.

“M’kay,” he rumbled, his voice deep and rough against your ear as those fingers trailed along your spine, slipping beneath the strap of your bikini top.

Your heart rate accelerated, pounding incessantly in your chest, so loud you were sure the whole town could hear it. His fingers moved along your ribs, tracing the string of your bikini to the front. Your face was hot, breathing quick and shallow, the lightest touch enough to take your breath away.

Then his hands slid under the triangles of your bikini, covering your breasts and you collapsed back against him, moaning soft and low. His fingers pinched and rolled, teasing your nipples into hard peaks of desire, your center pulsing with hunger, craving to get the same treatment. Your back arched, pressing against him and Eddie chuckled roughly.

“Mmm, such a needy little baby, aren’t we?” he teased, squeezing and kneading the flesh of your breasts. “You make such pretty sounds, princess. Let’s see what other sounds we can get you to make.”

Warm flesh and cool metal wound around your throat, pulling your head back even further. His lips latched onto your neck, suckling just over your pulse point. Your hips rocked, needy, wanting, made even worse when your grinding forced a growl from the hard body behind you, his teeth raking over the tender flesh.

Keeping a grip on your throat, his other hand roamed along your stomach, fingers teasing just above the top of your bikini bottom. You lifted your hips, yearning for him to touch you the way you’d always fantasized about. You could feel his grin against the skin of your shoulder as he slipped two fingers underneath the fabric, moving achingly slow toward where you need him most.

“So eager. If I would have known you wanted it this bad, I would have given it to you long before now,” Eddie rasped. Slipping through your slick, he moaned. “Fuck me. You’re always so damn wet.”

You wailed when his thumb brushed over your clit. He teased it as his tongue played along your ear. Keeping his thumb on your clit, two thick fingers slipped inside of you, stretching you out, bringing you to levels of pleasure you didn’t know existed. Your body instantly responded, grinding your hips up and against his hand, seeking out the relief it so desperately needed.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight,” he murmured, nose brushing along your neck, shivers racing along your spine. “Can’t wait to have that tight little pussy around my cock. You want that?”

“Mmmhmm…” you whimpered, gasping when his fingers spread apart, scissoring within you, stretching you out even further as if he were prepping you.

“Gonna need to hear the words, princess. Come on. Tell me what you want.”

“I…want…fuuucckk….I want you to fuck me…” you mewled, rocking your head, hair plastered to your head as Eddie curled his fingers, reaching that spot that had you seeing white. Your eyes rolled back, short, hard breaths pounding in your chest as the roller coaster that was your orgasm started cresting the hill, prepared to drop you in a rush of pleasure.

“Of course you do, dirty little thing,” he rasped. “You been dreaming about this, sweetheart? Thinking about my cock? My fingers?”

“Yes,” you cried, your stomach knotting, muscles tensing. You could feel the blood racing through your veins. Your skin felt electric, alive. “I’ve been wanting this for so long…”

“You should have something. I’m always happy to help a lady in need.” Your walls clenched around his fingers, your body vibrating, on the verge of release. “Oh, you gonna cum for me, baby? You gonna cum all over my fingers?”

“Oh shit…oh fuck…oh god…Eddie…” you whimpered, hips rocking against his hand with abandon.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Turn your head for me. I wanna see your face when I give you the best orgasm you ever had.”

Your head rolled, obeying his command, willing to give him anything he wanted as long as he didn’t stop. You were so close. That roller coaster was tipping over the edge. Your hands grabbed onto his arms, gripping hard as you screamed, your entire body tensing before collapsing into a puddle against him.

“That’s a good girl,” he praised, slowly removing his fingers from inside you. He brought them to his mouth, sucking your pleasure from them. “Mmm…you taste so good, sweetheart. I’m going to need to bury my face between those thighs sometime.”

Just like that, your thighs pressed together, your center already aching again just at his words. Eddie stood up from the lounger, hands coming to his belt, unfastening it and undoing the button. He slid the zipper down and pushed his boxers and his pants just down off his hips. Taking your hand, he helped you to your feet and then laid down, opening his arms wide.

“You want my cock? It’s yours for the taking, princess. Show me how badly you need it.”

You slipped your bottoms off and straddled his hips, struggling to process that this was all happening and not just another of your delusional fantasies. You were actually getting what you wanted, what you’d been craving. Eddie Munson had gotten you off and it had been even better than you’d imagined and now you were going to ride him like a fucking pony.

He held his cock in his hand as you slowly lowered yourself over top of him. He was thick, stretching you wide with each inch and you took in a bit at a time until he bottomed out, your ass snuggled against his thighs. You placed your hands on his chest, eyes slipping closed, just savoring the feel of him inside you.

“Jesus Christ…I knew you’d feel fucking amazing,” he groaned, his hands running along your thighs to grip your hips. “Come on, sweetheart. Fuck me the way you’ve fantasized about.”

“Oh, I’ve fantasized about fucking you every way possible. Most of the time it’s you fucking me.”

“Mmm…we’ll get there. I will fuck you every goddamn way you want.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Eddie,” you grunted as you began to rock your hips, each forward motion grinding your clit against his pelvis, drawing a moan from you.

“Shit…” he groaned, fingers pressing into your skin as his eyes devoured the sight of you fucking him, taking charge of your own pleasure. “I will keep this one.” His hands slipped along your body, cupping your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples. “Fuck baby. These are the most perfect damn tits I’ve ever seen. Always figured they would be. Easy enough to tell when you prance around in those…ahh…” He paused, teeth clenching as you switched up the motion, your hips rolling in circles. “When you prance around in those tight little tops but they’re even better than I imagined.”

“You imagined me?” you choked out, slipping your hands under his shirt, tracing your fingers over his lean frame, his belly that was thin but still soft, that soft strip of hair along his pelvis.

“Fuck yes. You think you’re the only one who’s fantasized about this? Sweetheart, I’ve been dreaming of fucking you since that first day you came down the stairs, those sweet little tits bouncing with every step.”

The knowledge that he’d wanted you too filled your belly with heat. A confidence you hadn’t had before took over. Gripping his chest, you used your feet to lift yourself until just the tip of him was within you and then you slowly sunk onto him once again. He released the most delicious sound you’d ever heard so you did it again. His eyes slipped closed, hands coming to your shoulders in an attempt to keep himself sheathed within you.

Your hand wound into his hair, pulling, “Open your eyes. I want you looking at me when I make you cum harder than you ever have.”

“Fuck yes, princess,” he growled, following your command, brown eyes dark with lust gazing right into yours.

You kept your hips nestled against him, rocking forward and back once again. The consistent friction of his pelvis, the coarse hair rubbing over your clit was sending that coaster rocketing back up that hill. Eddie’s hands gripped your waist, holding on but not controlling, allowing you to be in charge.

“I’m so close, princess,” he ground out between clenched teeth, the muscle in his jaw jumping. “Just like that, baby. Don’t fucking stop…”

“Come on, big boy,” you urged, tugging his hair again, earning a grunt of pleasure. “Cum for me. Fill me up, baby. Let me feel it.”

“Jesus…fuck me…shit…son of…biiitttccchhh!”

His face screwed up tight as he held onto your waist. His hips lifted off the lounger, thrusting into you hard as he spilled his release into you. You yanked at his hair, your back arching as you quickly followed, crying out his name.

“Jesus Christ…holy shit…fuck…” he muttered, flopping back onto the lounger, his chest heaving beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. “That was…fuck, that was definitely the hardest orgasm I’ve ever had. You’re like fucking magic, baby.”

You giggled and he grabbed onto your arms, pulling you down to him, pressing his lips to yours. A feeling of shock ran through you as you realized this was your first kiss. After everything you’d just done, that seemed ridiculous but jesus if those lips weren’t just as plush and soft and yummy as you’d always dreamed. You could gladly spend the rest of your life just kissing Eddie.

“Mmm…sweetheart, I can’t wait to find out what else you’ve fantasized about.”

“Oh, you might have your work cut out for you. I’ve envisioned doing just about everything with you. Some of it’s pretty damn dirty.”

“I’m not scared of getting a little dirty, baby,” he grinned, his lips finding yours again.

#eddie munson #eddie the banished #stranger things eddie #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x femreader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you

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gatheringbones · 7 months

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[“The problem is that we have exiled sex in our minds. We have isolated it from the larger inclusive narrative and we have limited its definition to that which serves the most privileged class of protagonists.

I think that this is a symptom of that other habit of treating whole classes of human beings as though their stories do not have the stakes, narrative depth, and complexity typically assigned to dominant protagonists. It is a craft quandary indeed to write yet another sex scene in which a white male protagonist exercises his archetypal masculinity on a secondary, two-dimensional character functioning as a prop in his hero’s journey without any narrative awareness of this exhausted trope.

But to write a sex scene in which that marginalized character is treated with some reverence and depth? To write it from their perspective? Or to write a scene in which a white male character experiences, even in an inchoate way, the deep discomfort that occurs when we act out our erotic story on another body without recognizing its humanity? I’ll repeat the unrule: you can use any words you want.

Here is Eileen Myles, from Inferno, in case you thought comparing a pussy to soup, or using the word crotch, was out of bounds or unsexy:

But after kissing her mouth a little chapped which seemed familiar then feeling her breasts not so large, but nice round and beautiful, familiar breasts, ones I already knew in some way I tugged down her pants. She said Oh. Like a soft amount of light, a small gust of wind. And luckily she had some sweatpants on or something, a stretchy waist. Easy getting them down and there were her lemony legs. Not big not strong, but smooth soft hair like peaches everything that way. Pink rose warm. I just dived down. It couldn’t have been too fast. Time was being so slow and warm. And there it was. A pussy, the singular place on a girl, it’s where I’m going. Wiggly thing, like soup, like a bowl. Another mouth. Like lips between her legs and the taste of it. Piss and fruit. I pressed my face against its bone and it moved. She was letting me. All this was happening. I smelled the future right there, a present and a past. All that went through her, known through the soft sweet flesh of her lips and clit. It was like my face felt loved temporarily […] I felt plunged into a tropical movie in which light was bathing my head and her pussy, her cunt, her crotch was a warm smile and for a moment I lived in her sun.

The revelation here is not that these words can be used in a sex scene, but that a pussy, a cunt, a crotch can be transformed by a sex scene. “Language is never innocent,” Roland Barthes once wrote, and I agree. Here, in the sense that the words pussy, cunt, and crotch all carry the connotative luggage of all their previous contexts—the violence, disgust, and pornographic theater of all the scenes and mouths I’ve heard them in and from. Experience, however, is innocent. This narrator’s sexual reality is so powerful a phenomenon that it washes these words of their previous connotations. Now they mean not a wimp or a bitch or the place on a woman that belongs to a man, but something magnificent and weird, pure and exotic, deeply familiar and erotic—a warm smile, a cosmic body. Just as sweatpants become perfect attire for such a scene, smooth soft hair like peaches, and the actual smell of sex a good one. When they enter this revelatory scene, these degraded words are suddenly imbued with the same reverence as their speaker. To use them is an incontrovertible act of (re)creation.”]

melissa febos, from body work: the radical power of personal narrative, 2022

#melissa febos #currently reading #terra preta

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chernabogs · 7 months

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if you're still taking requests, can you maybe do "You're lucky you're cute" with either Malleus or Sebek? (and reader) You can choose one of them and have fun!!

Thank youuuu this is just a glorified excuse for me to info dump about etiquette with Fae interactions LMAO (also I need to work more on my Sebek down the line... my boy...I will write him soon)

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Inc: Malleus, GN!Reader (referred to as Prefect once) Warnings: None! Except the ominous undercurrent of danger through words at the amusement of a Fae WC: 2.5k! Excerpt: Truthfully, many of the things he’s saying are things humans should know—but the crevice between the sharing of information from Fae to humans means many of the modern humans don’t. He’s granting you a one up by doing this—at his own entertainment.

People find it hard to speak of things with him sometimes. Exulansis, Malleus learns it’s called. A resignation to stop talking about an experience because the other cannot relate. When the other House wardens speak of motor vehicles, of vacations, of the latest tech and similar topics he finds his mind turning in circles as he puzzles over what that experience is like. What is a vacation to the Tropical Isles like? What benefits does a magic-powered vehicle have over a gas-consuming one?

Perhaps he has a face when they speak of this. A furrow in his brow, a darkening of his gaze. He doesn’t mean it in hostility—it’s all coming from a purely clinical stance. He’s tried so many times just to get his older flip phone model to work that he’s entirely given up comprehending what this ‘widget’ is, or the benefits of ‘bio-metrics’, which sounds like some poison you’d feed someone in his opinion.

Maybe this is why he finds somewhat of a solace in your company at times like this. Even though you seem to know all about most of the things the others speak of, you’re still clueless about the magic aspects, and that gives him something of a purpose—explaining those to you.

“What if you mix it?”

You’re lying back on the stones of a cottage that once stood proudly in the forest surrounding Night Raven College. It’s since been reduced to nothing more but a few bits of the foundation and a lot of rotting wood. He raises an incredulous eyebrow at your words.

“No, I would not recommend combining any fire magic with any form of wind magic. Most think it would just blow the fire out, but you are more apt to end up with an inferno than a resolution. Fire magic is measurably different from your flint and stick type, after all.” His gaze travels over your form as your expression shifts to one of intense thought. It reminds him of the one he wears when speaking with Shroud about his broke phone (again)—and it feels wonderful to be on the receiving end.

“Grim and Ace did that once, you know. Combined Grims fire with wind magic Ace summoned. I probably should have thought of that before asking you.” You sit up with a groan and rub your face. “What about water magic, then?”

“It depends on if the mage has used a sub-spell when summoning their fire spell. If a sub-spell was used with the intent of permitting the flames to burn more intensely, such as an oil or metal, then the water would simply feed the flames more. Hence why it’s quite important to pay attention to what your opponent’s actions are.” You remind him a little of Sebek and Silver when they were younger and just trying to master their own magic. You have the same curious disposition—and frustration about things just not being concise.

You give him another look as you pick up the book you had tossed aside earlier. When he had invited you for a walk with him, he hadn’t anticipated it becoming a late-night study session. It was a refreshing experience, though—an opportunity for a ‘school-life’ moment that Lilia always pushed him to have. Midnight cramming.

“When fighting someone, aren’t there a whole ton of other things to worry about beyond whether a sub-spell was used or not?” You sigh as you begin flipping through the pages. He notes that your writing gets rather chaotic at some points, and figures these are the things you’re picking his brain over.

“Not every incidence of magic is for combat purposes. Why, in Briar Valley, magic is used for the most basic of tasks—such as cooking. That ties in with the fire information I just disclosed, no?” His lips quirk into the faintest of smiles. “It would be in poor taste if the cooks at the Palace were to mix magic with the wrong sub-spell by mistake.”

“Have you ever barbecued something before? It’s practically combat.”

Barbecue. Malleus remembers the first time he tried grilled meat, when he was younger, and Lilia had enough with the raw diet the prince had been kept on for the majority. The food had tasted like charred wood and from that point on Malleus had deliberately minimized his requests for it. “I am… not experienced at the barbecue, no.”

“The barbecue.” You repeat, glancing at him with a smirk. “So, Briar Valley doesn’t have any fun cookouts? No throwing something on the BBQ and having a night of it?”

“This is getting off topic.” He stands from where he was sitting on the foundation next to you and waves a hand. “Perhaps you should return to your dorm and study there. We can reconvene another time.”

Your expression shifts to surprise and you’re quick to protest his words. “No, no, I’d rather we stay. Besides, I’m not going to do anything if I go back, and you’re probably not going to do anything if you go back, so…”

“So?” He repeats with a raised eyebrow as a bright grin appears on your face.

“Is it not better to do something together then nothing on our own?”

Ah, you’re trying to work a strange sort of logic to your argument here. His arms cross over his chest as he looks from where you sit and out to the dark woods that surround you. It’s a quiet night, with a few fireflies flashing amongst the trees that loom like dark figures just beyond. Their towering presence ignites a sense of occhiolism that has him moving just a few steps closer to you.

“Do you desire my company so much? All I’ve done is give you answers to your homework woes.” He gives a pointed look to the pen and book you have in hand as a flash of embarrassment crosses your face. You shift uncomfortably and close the book.

“Well, I do want to say thank you for all that you’ve done so far…” You mumble. Your comment strikes a thought in his mind as he observes you a bit closer. “I guess I don’t really need to keep bugging you with questions.”

“Did I ever imply it was a bother?” He moves through the grass to sit back down next to you. The lack of sound that his motions make would be unsettling to most, but your blindness to the unusual and the strange makes you seem entirely unaffected. “Do not read things that aren’t there.”

“I… sorry?” He can see you struggling a little to navigate the right thing to say, and this brings a sense of amusement to him. Your confusion about this discussion may be mean on his part, but it’s only temporary.

Malleus may not know much in terms of technology, or the best place for a vacation, or whether a gas-car is a better deal—but he does know magic. And he is feeling rather playful this evening as he watches your panicked gaze dart around his features.

“Do your studies incorporate learning of magical beings, by chance?” He begins to lay the foundations for his plan as your shoulders relax at his question. You hum and flip around the book.

“I mean, vaguely? There’s a bit about dwarves, and elves, and a very small paragraph on the Fae… but not much else.”

He clicks his tongue as his pale fingers reach out to touch the edges of the pages. “Oh, that won’t do. You can be forgiven for not understanding magical spells should you ever visit Briar Valley, but to not understand the Fae? You might find yourself in conflict.”

Then he makes his expression light up. “I would feel terrible should that happen, knowing I could prevent it, so I ask now—would you like to know more about my species?”

It’s like dangling a forbidden fruit in front of a starving soul. He rarely shares anything about himself or his thoughts, even though you’ve both been attending these walks together for a few weeks now. You close the book again and nod, and that’s all he needs you to do. “Sure, thank you!”

Your politeness is quaint—but he knows such an approach may not last once he begins talking. He smiles a little more, and it’s an expression to hide how eager he feels about this.

“To begin, you may find that while all of us have a degree of pride, some of us are more prideful than others. You are very generous with your thankfulness and apologetic responses, and although I appreciate the words and the acts as I know they come from a place of good intent… this is not the case for all my kind.” He hums thoughtfully. “In fact, some may think your thanks imply that they are subservient or—even worse—that you are now in debt to them.”

He pauses and lets his words linger as they run through your mind. Your eyes widen slightly. “Subservient? I don’t want anyone thinking that whenever I just say thanks.”

“I know that, and so does Lilia, but that’s because we’ve interacted with humans a great deal. Some Fae have very little interaction, and with that, hold very old beliefs. One should simply be… cautious. Express gratitude for what they have done, but do not say thanks.”

Malleus feels his amusement grow as your expression becomes solemn at his words. He takes it as a sign to continue as he taps his nails against his thigh.

Truthfully, many of the things he’s saying are things humans should know—but the crevice between the sharing of information from Fae to humans means many of the modern humans don’t.

He’s granting you a one up by doing this—at his own entertainment.

“We also value honesty immensely. Have I ever lied to you?” He asks, and when you shake your head with confidence, he chuckles. “No, and so I would hope that sentiment would be reciprocated. Lying or deliberately keeping information from me is something I don’t appreciate, but I will not curse you over it like some may.”

“This makes me feel like I’m in politics instead of a conversation,” you mumble, resting your chin in your palm. He hums and nods.

“In a sense, it is like politics. Be cautious of what you say, and if you don’t know what to say, say nothing at all. The same applies to accepting gifts—both obvious and not. Accept what you trust, but if you have a bad feeling, decline and simply do so in a way that is not apologetic.”

“How do I know if something is being given as a gift?” There’s concern in your tone as you ask this. It makes Malleus smile wider—a sharp flash of white fangs in the dark—and he shrugs.

“You don’t always. For example, you were quick to accept my offer of this information, even though this information itself is a gift. But we have a rapport; I trust you, as you trust me.” He stops tapping his thigh. “It’s the same for how willing you and the others have been at granting me and Lilia your names. There’s a great deal of magic tied into a person's name.”

Malleus notes that flash of unease in your gaze again as you grip your book a bit tighter. Perhaps this is unsettling to you. Perhaps the reminder of just how different the two of you are is throwing you into a perilous loop; you became comfortable enough with him that you began to see him as equal, and the reminder that you aren’t is jarring.

He doesn’t want to scare you too terribly, though. This isn’t what these lures of information were meant to do. It was meant to amuse him with your expressions and awe at these simple rules of etiquette, but also to guarantee your safety if—well, when—he asks you delicately to visit Briar Valley soon. Plus, you are the one consistent person outside of his close family who has bothered to hold extended conversations with him.

“What can you do with my name?” You ask slowly. It’s a valid question. What can he do with your name?

“Oh, one can do many things with a name. Take it as their own, bend it out of shape, lock it in a box or toss it into the sea. A Fae can wipe it from your mind and put it in their pocket should they be so inclined. They can make you do whatever it is they please.” Not that many would anymore. Perhaps in the days when humans and Fae were at war the notoriety of name-theft was known throughout the Valley, but in these recent days of languid peace, name-theft is more apt to find the Fae imprisoned than anything else.

“And will you?” You ask, catching him off guard for a moment. When he looks at you again, you look nervous as you stare back. “Take my name, or anyone else's?”

Malleus blinks slowly as he processes your words. Ah… maybe this has gone too far now. He softens his expression and watches as this mirrors on your own. Then he warms his smile to grant some reassurance as he laughs softly. “Oh, no, no. You have my name as well—we are equal, in a sense. I don’t have power over you or anyone else in this school beyond what any other mage may hold.”

You exhale slowly and relax your shoulders. His words have put you at ease and this pleases him before your expression takes a sharp turn into a scowl.

“Thanks for instilling all this paranoia in me. You know, when I finally visit you in Briar Valley, I’m going to be triple thinking everything that comes out of my mouth now.”

“When?” He jumps on that word really quick as his expression shifts to one of smug delight. He didn’t even need to push the topic—you just dove headfirst into it yourself. He hears you clear your throat loudly as you yank open your book again.

“Don’t. I’m going to write this all down in the margins before I forget,” you grumble as he chuckles softly again.

“Ah, you’re lucky you’re cute, Prefect.” He hums as he returns his attention to the treeline beyond. The fireflies continue to lazily flash in the night, and the silence of the forest brings a sense of peace. There’s solace in your company—and he looks forward to experiencing it more in the future.

So long as you don’t agitate another Fae. He can’t help you with everything.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #malleus draconia

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TS3 CONVERSION-ULTRA LOUNGE LIVING

All CC on this pack are base game compatible.

colossal curtain - new mesh, 1 swatch, all lods and shadow (low poly). Fully tested in game. Cost 155$

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double-striped wall clock - new mesh. 1 swatch, all lods and shadow (low poly). Fully tested in game. Cost 305$

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koremakaria · 9 months

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Gingerrose Micro Fic: Seashore (Part 2)

“Seashore”

General Hux's bio sensors started to beep once more. His skin was suffering what he thought was at least a first degree sunburn Some of the passerby were looking in their direction.

"Put your sensors on silent or just shut them off"

"Damn inferno heat," Hux mumbled.

Hux fidgeted with his medical gadgets with Rose sipping on her cold drink.

"Batuu is not that bad. The market is lively, the people are friendly, and you really need to get away from Starkiller Base. That place is toooxic!"

"Could have gone to a tropical planet, Tico."

"You wanted a beach holiday? A little stroll by the seashore? Well why didn't u say so!" Rose put on her faux surprise voice.

Hux just glared at Rose, not finding levity in their situation.

“We're on a mission, General. And this planet is one of the few remaining neutral places in our galaxy."

"Very well you've made your point," Hux conceded through clenched jaw. His secondary set of bio sensors beeped softly and Hux shut them down as he grunted in frustration. The thick humid air was unfamiliar to him and his body temp was still elevated.

Hux took a deep breath; his own body was literally failing him.

He observed Rose as she drank from her cup with her pink tongue darting out to wet her lower lip and Hux didn't need the bio sensors to know that his heart sped up for...um reasons.

"Kriffing A...I need a drink."

#gingerrose #Gingerrosevss #armitage hux #rose tico #fanfiction

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Can we get a live stack ranked energy drink list? The people need this information!! G-FUEL Tetris Blast is vile, but that Snow Code is fantastic. - Nate from Indianapolis

Here's the current list. Still more work to be done, obviously.

Rockstar Zero Fruit Punch

Reign Orange Dreamsicle

GHOST Sour Patch Kids Redberry

C4 Starburst Cherry

Bang Cherry Blade Lemonade

Rockstar Recovery Lemonade

Bang Black Cherry Vanilla

C4 Energy Frozen Bombsicle

Rockstar Recovery Orange

C4 Smart Energy Black Cherry

C4 Energy Original Skittles

GHOST Tropical Mango

Reign Inferno Red Dragon

Reign Inferno Watermelon Warlord

GFUEL Crash Bandicoot 4 It’s About Time Wumpa Fruit

Reign Reignbow Sherbet

Bang Swirly Pop

Monster Energy Ultra Rosa

Bang Krazy Key Lime Pie

GFUEL Sour Chug Rug

Monster Energy Zero Ultra

GFUEL Sonic the Hedgehog Peach Rings

GFUEL Naruto Shippuden Sage Mode

Monster Energy Ultra Paradise

Monster Energy Ultra Peachy Keen

GFUEL Mega Man Blue Bomber Slushee

Rockstar Xdurance Blue Raz

Ciclon Energy Drink Zero Acai

Rockstar Recovery Pineapple Coconut

Bang Purple Haze

GFUEL PewDiePie

Bang Delish Strawberry Kiss

Rockstar Throwback Edition Sugar Free OG Flavor

ZOA Fruit Punch

GFUEL Fazeberry

Bang Sour Heads

Bang Whole Lotta Chocolata

Rockstar Xdurance Marshmallow

Bang Star Blast

GFUEL Tetris Blast

#energy drink

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medics-secret-shipfic-folder · 1 year

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The Resonance Arks - Spells

I made some basic spells for the Resonance Arks in TBTF and I'm overcome with the desire to infodump, so here we go.

Fire Resonance Ark

Fireball - the most basic attack the Fire Ark offers. The user hurls a simple fireball at the target. Mid-range and deals moderate damage. Range and power increase with the user's emotions.

Meteor Strike - An advanced form of fireball. The user conjures flames overhead and hurls them down at a target like a barrage of meteors. Mid-range and very powerful, but difficult to aim. Power increases with the user's emotions, but can cause vast devastation if controlled poorly.

Blast Burn - A difficult skill to master. The user gathers fire in their lungs, then releases an inferno from their throat like a dragon. Long-range and extremely powerful, but has a high chance of backfiring and can potentially be deadly if used incorrectly.

Eruption - The user rapidly heats the ground around them, turning the field into magma. The user can either use the magma as a form of area denial, or can mold the magma around their body as a form of armor.

Inferno Blitz - A fast and powerful tackle. The user cloaks themselves in flame and charges the enemy down. The explosive force of this technique allows the user to achieve high speeds and great heights, making it useful as a dash or a dodge. Requires a great deal of control and emotional stability to pull off.

Solar Flare - The user conjures a blade of flame before hurling it at a target. Can pierce the strongest of monsters and render electronics unviable for a short time.

Atomic Blast - A powerful form of fireball. The user concentrates an aura of fire at a single point before unleashing the built-up energy in a massive explosion. Very powerful, but not viable in enclosed spaces.

Thermonuclear - The ultimate power of the Fire Ark unleashed. The user heats up their body to 9000 degrees Fahrenheit, creating a thermonuclear explosion that destroys everything around them. This spell should only be used as a last resort. Can only be used if the user has achieved Hellfire Limit Form.

Water Resonance Ark

Hydro Pulse - The Water Ark's most basic spell. The user conjures a thin bolt of water before firing it at the target. Mid-range and moderately powerful. Can pierce metal, but requires a good aim to be effective.

Geyser - The user conjures a geyser of water beneath a target, launching them into the air. Mainly useful for incapacitating a grounded enemy, but this spell can also be used directly on the user as a form of aerial mobility.

Tsunami - The user conjures a whirlpool to ensnare a target. Useful at long ranges to keep an enemy at bay, but deals little damage.

Bubble Jet - Very similar to Inferno Blitz. The user shrouds themselves in water before lunging forward. Lacks strength as an attack, but is very useful when quickly navigating bodies of water.

Aqua Vortex - Can only be used when submerged in water. The user creates a violent vortex and drags a target underwater, trapping them within the current. This attack is fatal and will either drown a target or bludgeon them to death. This move cannot be used if the user is on land.

Crashing Tide - The user conjures a massive tidal wave and sends it hurtling at a target, washing them away. Can range widely in power based on climate, location, temperature, and the user's emotional state. This move is especially dangerous in tropical enviornments.

Aqua Needle - The user drains the moisture from the air to create needle-like constructs. These needles can be used to bombard a target, usually resulting severe blunt-force trauma or death.

Supercell - The ultimate power of the Water Ark unleashed. The user changes the very weather around them and unleashes the wrath of a supercell onto a target. This is a wide-range and highly destructive spell that can easily wipe entire cities off the map. This spell should only be used as a last resort. Can only be used if the user has achieved Riptide Limit Form.

Ice Resonance Ark

Ice Spike - The Ice Ark's simplest spell. The user conjures a spike of ice and can either launch it at a target or wield it as a dagger. This spell can be altered for defensive purposes by creating a shield or coating the user's arms in ice.

Avalanche - The user strikes the target with an icy blast of packed snow. This spell can be deadly, but its power can be lessened to create patches of powder snow to cushion a fall. Can also be used to create a trail of ice for the user to skate upon, making it a viable choice for mobility.

Blizzard - A large AoE spell that rapidly freezes the air around them the user. Useful for area denial, but can be used to destroy large swaths of land and enemy encampments. Also creates large ice constructs that can be used as makeshift barriers.

Frost Spear - An advanced form of Ice Spike. The user conjures a longer spike of ice to impale a target. Has a greater range and will rapidly freeze a target upon contact.

Ethereal Mist - An evasive spell. The user freezes the air until a thick mist starts to form. This mist can hide the user and their allies from danger, allowing for hasty retreats or a tactical ambush.

Sheer Cold - A deadly spell, but lacks range. The user freezes a target solid, dropping their core temperature until hypothermia is achieved. Death is almost guaranteed.

Subzero Slam - Very similar to Inferno Blitz and Bubble Jet. The user shrouds themselves in ice before lunging at a target. The user is nearly unstoppable and will charge through anything in their way.

Absolute Zero - The ultimate power of the Ice Ark unleashed. The user instantly freezes a massive area, killing any living thing unlucky enough to get too close. Should only be used as a last resort. Can only be used if the user has achieved Frostburn Limit Form.

Shock Resonance Ark

Thunder - The Shock Ark's simplest spell. The user calls down a bolt of lightning to strike a target. This spell is also useful for charging electronics.

Ion Charge - The user showers the area in ions, creating an electrified field that can paralyze targets. Can also be used to create a minor electromagnetic field, allowing the user to hover for a short time. This spell can also be localized around the user exclusively, allowing for prolonged aerial mobility.

Gigavolt Crash - The user unleashes a large flare of electricity in every direction, striking anything in the immediate area. Difficult to control, but good for area denial.

Thunderclap - The user unleashes a supersonic shockwave to stun/disorient a target. This spell is best used to facilitate a retreat or create an opening to attack.

Volt Strike - Very similar to Inferno Blitz, Bubble Jet, and Subzero Slam. Very powerful, but may leave the user stunned if not properly executed.

Zettavolt - The user calls down lightning with the intent to kill. Can also be used to shut down entire cities and kill large monsters.

Plasma Strike - The user shrouds their hands in plasma, creating a powerful aura around their body. Useful for keeping enemies at bay and guarantees a kill on robotic targets. Also allows the user to rapidly teleport over short distances.

High Voltage - The ultimate power of the Shock Ark unleashed. The user conjures a massive thunderstorm to raze the land, annihilating everything around them. Difficult to control and should only be used as a last resort. Can only be used if the user has achieved Tempest Limit Form.

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #take back the fortress #I'll do the Holy and Blight Arks later fjkfs

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rustbeltjessie · 8 months

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i'm back with scars to show (October 2003)

the soundtrack to the last month and a half of my life. you wouldn't think such a short period of time would have its own soundtrack, but so much has happened. the title comes from the weakerthans song "left and leaving."

World/Inferno Friendship Society - Tattoos Fade

Murder City Devils - 18 Wheels

Queens of the Stone Age - Mosquito Song

The Cure - Pirate Ships

Tom Waits - Shiver Me Timbers

Reid Jaimeson - Grass and Dirt

The Weakerthans - One Great City!

Carla Bruni - L'Amour

Leonard Cohen - Chelsea Hotel No. 2

The Black Heart Procession - Tropics of Love

Pony Da Look - Dirty Nails

Buck 65 - Wicked and Weird

The GC5 - Culture Wars

Pretty Girls Make Graves - Holy Names

The Libertines - I Get Along

Rancid - Indestructible

Beehive and the Barracudas - One-Way Ticket Outta Here

The Weakerthans - Left and Leaving

#mixes #playlist #from the vaults #music #youtube #2003 #i'm back with scars to show #back with the streets i know #will never take me anywhere but here #whyyyy am i doing this to myself???

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milfnecromancer · 1 year

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Also I am curious on your thoughts on the designs for Stronghold in VI and VII. Obviously different designs because one is the Pao Islands Orcs and one are the Ranaar orcs, but you can still compare the two.

VI is probably the first Heroes game that made me actually enjoy Stronghold. They felt far too dry in the other games, especially due to them leaning into the “no magic” thing. VI having them have Prime magic as a barred school is much more interesting, letting their casters sacrifice power for diversity.

I actually really like the concept of VI being tropical island orcs and VII being desert ones, and them having adapted differently to these environments! It makes it possible to keep iconic creatures like the harpy and the centaur but still making them distinct.

My personal favourite is the harpy/fury, both versions look nice and make sense for their environment, but this applies to the centaurs and the brute/mauler as well, although the VII units are in general a bit plainer, but that is an overall theme in VII. (also a harpy based on a tropical bird is such a cool thing to me so the VI harpy will always be very special to me)

The goblins are also an iconic feature of stronghold and I'm glad they kept them in the form of the basilisk riders.

As for new creatures, the gnoll is a pretty good replacement for the jaguar warriors, which were never my favourite, they are a bit boring and not distinguished enough from the maulers imo, I like the concept of the hyena beastman a lot more, although the actual design could be a bit more interesting (like making the clothes a more vibrant colour or something).

On the other side the sand wyvern and the behemoth made no impact for me whatsoever, they look way too generic, I wish they at least had some cool armour. also there is already a big desert lizard in the form of the basilisk, making the wyvern even less distinct.

They really didn't change much with the cyclops and the dreamwalker, so I don't really have anything to say lmao.

(on an unrelated note am I insane or does this concept art look weird somehow, as if his chest was too smooth)

On the heroes, I am still salty that there are no longer 9 unique designs I really like the different masks (and the warmonger's mask looking somewhat demonic) as well as the difference in colour palettes between tears/blood/balanced (as opposed to for example inferno, where tears and balance look very similar, tears is just a bit more orange)

Despite that I like the design for the VII shaman very much, especially the female version's top, something feels off about the barbarian though, it would have looked better with less mail armour.

This is also a good point to talk about something that I will probably expand on in another post, namely that I don't like how VII made the female forms notably different from the male ones, mostly by giving them smaller/less bulkier armour and accessories as well as excessive cleavage (very obvious with the barbarian). Now this is not a new or unexpected in video games and VI definitely had instances of weird boob armour, but i feel it did an overall better job at equality.

Overall I like Stronghold in VI very much as well, yeah it would have been a shame if they didn't have magic at all :)

#heroes vi #homm #character design #heroes of might and magic

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videoreligion · 1 year

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Women in Cellblock 9 (1977)

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whifferdills · 2 years

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Gallifrey fanmix because anything can happen in zombocom 2022. not shippy but you can read into it. Spotify/Deezer

THE WORLD/INFERNO FRIENDSHIP SOCIETY - Canonize Phillip K Dick, OK

You don’t change the world by sitting in your office Sitting in your office is changing you

AIMEE MANN - The Fall Of The World’s Own Optimist

I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely

ELVIS COSTELLO & THE ATTRACTIONS - Beyond Belief

I'm just the oily slick On the wind-up world of the nervous tick

HURRAY FOR THE RIFF RAFF - Pointed At The Sun

Suffering to be loved, I relate to that Well, maybe you don't know what you have Oh, and someday, I'm gonna take it back

SHARON VAN ETTEN - You Know Me Well

Tell me that you're injured, yourself, and you've been healing And I will see this through

YARD ACT - Land Of The Blind

Though there is beauty in a whole truth The knotty roots of a shameful past Will never let it be

RINA SAWAYAMA - STFU!

How come you don't expect me To get mad when I'm angry?

TROPICAL FUCK STORM - New Romeo Agent

It spins so nobody can pretend How tiny we've always been Only a flash in space and time But no one can say we didn't try

NILÜFER YANYA - Stablise

I'm going nowhere Until it bleeds

BRANDI CARLILE - Right On Time

Turn back time, help me to rewind and we can Find ourselves again

#do the kids still like fanmixes? whatever #the target audience for this is.........small. lmao #big finish gallifrey #gallifrey audios #official original content tag #dr who #the conga line over rassilon's grave

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In Brazil, the World’s Largest Tropical Wetland Has Been Overwhelmed With Unprecedented Fires and Clouds of Propaganda

The sky turned a deep orange as ash swirled into the flames consuming Brazil’s Pantanal, the world’s largest tropical wetland.

Hyacinth macaws and toucans took flight as anacondas and giant otters plunged into rivers in an attempt to escape the inferno engulfing their home.

“I had never seen such a massive fire,” says Lourenço Pereira Leite, a lifelong traditional fisherman from the Pantanal. “My plants burned. I’ve always cultivated crops. I plant and harvest manioc, squash, bananas. But everything died.”

In 2020, satellites and aerial surveillance from scientific institutions like Brazil’s National Institute for Space Research (INPE) and NASA’s Earth Observatory, and monitors on the ground from organizations like nonprofits SOS Pantanal and the Disaster Rescue Group for Animals, detected tens of thousands more fires than usual burning in the region. Farmers and ranchers intentionally started many of the blazes, an act that fell in line with far-right President Jair Bolsonaro’s agricultural expansion plans, clearing more land for planting and pastures in an ecosystem dried to tinder by the worst drought it had endured in almost 50 years.

Even before the fires started to wane, the devastation was palpable. What was once lush and green, home to more than 4,700 species of plants and animals, was burned black and dotted with the charred bodies of caiman, tapir and giant anteaters. Jaguars with paws burnt raw limped across the scorched ground where rich grasslands and water-filled pools once abounded. According to a study published by Nature, 17 million vertebrates were directly killed by the fires.

And the fires returned the next year. Although the flames of 2021 razed a smaller portion of the wetlands—just half of what was lost in the record-breaking 2020 fires, thanks to community monitoring and volunteer firefighting projects—they still added another layer of destruction, as did this year’s fires, which again were fewer than last year. There has been no time for the Pantanal to recuperate. The devastation from the fires and drought has left communities in the biome close to ruin and the environment that supports them on the brink of disaster. Many of its residents say it is dying.

But Brazil’s federal government paints an entirely different picture. Despite evidence collected on the ground, viral narratives spread by Bolsonaro and his allies in both government and agribusiness insist the Pantanal is thriving. They tout cattle as key to fighting fires and proclaim, without proof, that Brazil is a leader in sustainability. With Bolsonaro up for reelection on Oct. 2, conflicting narratives presenting the Pantanal as either an environmental success story or a treasured landscape devastated by the flames of greed have become not only fodder in political campaigns, but also symbols of the possible futures for the nation’s vast rainforests, wetlands and savannahs.

Continue reading and see more pictures.

#brazil #politics #environmentalism #environmental justice #brazilian politics #pantanal #jair bolsonaro #fake news #mod nise da silveira #image description in alt

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B :)

#mewtuals #asks #hi bobby !

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