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nat-ter · 3 months

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Bruce had never met Superman face to face but he still hated the alien and thought of him as a threat and he was convinced his boys did too— except his kids are traitors. They each met Superman individually and found him really friendly and nice. At first, they were all hiding the fact that they were friends with Superman from each other, and especially from Bruce. So while Bruce was obsessed with coming up with contingency plan after contingency plan to take down Superman— even though he didn't try to kill the alien yet since Superman was still doing good for the people and Bruce couldn't just attack someone who hadn't done any wrong yet— the kids were making excuses to go meet Superman in secret and Bruce just went on oblivious to the fact that his kids are backstabbing demons.

Of course they lied to Superman too, about Batman's opinions of the Man of Steel, and the various plans he had made to kill said man. They always came up with reason after reason why Superman shouldn't or couldn't meet Batman, sometimes it's getting so ridiculous they were sure even Superman would call their buff. But sweet, ol' Kal never did.

Eventually, they found out that none of them held a grudge against Superman like Batman did, so they all teamed up together and cover for each other whenever one of them spend time with Superman, or cover the fact that Superman came to Gotham one too many time than he should. And it was the one thing that all of them could work together on without fighting or insulting each other. At one point, to keep their secret friendship with Superman, Dick even went so far to wear Batman's costume and meet Superman as Batman because Superman had wanted to meet Batman really bad and they were running dry on why Batman couldn't make time to meet the neighboring hero, and it wasn't like they could just ask Bruce to meet him considering the large collection of Kryptonite in the Cave. And they didn't exactly want their mentor to find out they had went behind his back and formed a friendship with who he swore was his mortal enemy (B's dramatic like that).

They tried to broach the subject of partnership with Superman to Bruce once in a while, of course, but every single time they were either shot down immediately and called ridiculous for even thinking about it or they had to sit through a dramatic monologue about how Superman couldn't be trusted and why they should stay away from him.

But Superman could fly and had superspeed so of course they couldn't stop him if he were to randomly come to Gotham and speak with Batman as if they were friends. Which was what exactly happened. Dick, as Batman, had warned Superman to never, ever come to Gotham without prior notice and to make sure no one notice his presence while he was in the city ("but you can totally see my kids. I'm cool with that." "Oh? Thanks, Batman. But... you know you sound younger than I thought you would." "Uh... yeah, I. Ehem. I'm very in touch with the modern lingo."), and Superman had readily agreed citing about respecting each other's boundaries and all, so the kids thought they were in the clear. But of course, there would be an emergency when even Superman wouldn't have the time to page first before coming right into Batman's turf and ask for his help.

So on a relatively quiet night, Batman was perching on a gargoyle while the newest Robin was scouting out the alleyways for any trouble. And Superman decided to touch down on the roof behind the crouching Batman and said, as if they had met before, as if they were close friends who hang out every once in a while, "Good evening, Batman. It's nice to see you again. Sorry I couldn't page first, and I hope you're not too busy because I have an emergency and I could really use your help."

Batman had gone rigid in a second and through gritted teeth, said, "Superman."

Upon hearing the name through the comm, Damian panicked and immediately sent out an emergency alert to his brothers before grappling to the building where sweet, clueless Superman with his sweet heart was facing the big bad Bat of Gotham who had been stockpiling on kryptonite for years, waiting for the day he would fight Superman. Which was the first mistake.

Because of course Superman, friendly Superman, with heart the size of the Sun, immediately recognised Robin. And of course, clueless Superman with his dumb, harmless 1000 megawatt smile was waving at Robin as if they were friends, as if they knew each other, as if Robin didn't hear Bruce grumbling about each piece written about the good deeds the Superman did every other day.

The others arrived at the scene faster than they would have at any night. Panic stricken and scared shitless of Bruce's wrath. And of course Superman immediately greeted them as soon as they got there.

Batman had merely narrowed his eyes when Superman had waved at Robin, and barked, sharper than he had before, "What the hell are you doing in my city?"

Superman looked taken aback but he was quick to recover. Seems like whatever emergency he got was more prominent than figuring out why his sort-of-not-really-friend was behaving weirdly. "Like I said, I have an emergency and I could really use your help, Batman."

Batman scoffed but with the voice modulator it sounded garbled and hard for the ears. "And what makes you think I would help you?"

Superman blinked. "What do you mean— Why wouldn't you help me?"

"First you encroach into my city without even asking for permission, talking to me as if we are— friends. And then you ask for my help as if I would just drop everything on my plate and follow you. Who do you think—"

But Batman's rant was cut off by the arrival of the other three heroes who stood at the edge of the roof, looking sheepish and guilty, breathing heavily in the quiet night. Superman looked at them, bewildered and surprised to see all the Batfamily in one place but smiling wide nonetheless because he was happy to see his little friends together. It had always been two kids or one. Never three, never all of them and certainly not with Batman in the mix.

"Oh, hey, Red Robin, Nightwing and Red Hood...?" Superman waved awkwardly by the end of his greetings, looking unsure. "Sorry," he said and actually curled in on himself a little as if he's self-conscious. "Are you guys on a big case? I didn't hear anything so I thought you weren't busy. I guess I could try to contact Wonder Woman if you have your hands full."

Superman turned to Batman but Batman was slowly turning his head towards where his kids stood at the edge of the roof. He was eerily silent and motionless making the kids take a step back nervously. Superman watched the scene with a frown, pulling his eyebrows together so tightly they almost meet in the middle. He was starting to detect that something wasn't quite right.

"Explain." Batman barked.

And Superman's face scrunched up even further. Clearly the man was deep in thought. "You know," he said slowly before none of the kids could speak. "Batman. You sound really different than the last time we met. Or any other time, actually. It's as if you're..." he trailed off, staring at Batman's feet, lost in his thoughts again.

"What." Batman shifted slightly. "We've never met before."

"Oh," Superman breathed out, his face going slack. He turned to Nightwing and the young hero immediately stood up straighter. "It was you."

Batman's head snapped towards where Dick was standing with his hands literally clasped behind his back like a soldier. "Nightwing," growled Batman. "Explain."

"Uhh..." said Dick eloquently.

"Red Robin." Bruce barked when Dick fell into silence, unable to come up with a plausible excuse, or to tell the truth.

"Err..." said Tim, swaying a little on his feet. He hadn't had enough sleep or coffee in him to live through the situation.

Batman did not sigh but Bruce Wayne did. A lot. And the kids had a knack of bringing out the dad side in him so Batman sighed through the voice modulator before he could think better. He had always suspected that his kids were up to something but he was so consumed with the thought of the alien— who was now standing in front of him with the world's greatest kicked puppy eyes in the world for some reason— he had stupidly thought whatever shenanigans his sons were up to, he would be able to deal with it later. Of course, he had never thought that his kids were dirty, backstabbing demons.

"Father," Damian finally said, but only because Jason had been signing at him to do so, telling him to use his puppy eyes since it still seemed to work on Bruce. "This is a misunderstanding."

But apparently they were dealing with the full Bat tonight, despite the involuntary sigh, because Batman did not slumped down his shoulders like he always did when Damian turn on his pleading eyes, instead he stood up straight as ever and met Damian's eye straight on. Jason was sure he could hear thunderstorm coming their way.

"A misunderstanding." He repeated flatly.

"Yes." Dick quickly said and Jason gave him a side eye. Dude, he thought, I just convinced the demon child to throw himself under the bus, why are you still talking.

"How is this a misunderstanding." His tone was so flat it didn't even come out as a question.

"I don't understand," Superman said instead, before anyone could reply Batman. He turned to the kids, his face set in disappointment so similar to Bruce's the kids actually flinched back. "You told me Batman was okay with me hanging out with you guys... And he told me— Oh. Nightwing. Right."

Batman's shoulders went impossibly more rigid. "You have been... hanging out."

"Err," said Nightwing, Red Robin and Robin simultaneously. Jason wisely kept his mouth shut. But Bruce's eyes still landed on him. Jason groaned in his head. So much for staying undetected.

"Red Hood," Bruce said slowly, very pointedly. "I thought you hate Superman."

"Yeah, well." Jason shrugged with nonchalance he didn't feel. "Turns out, he's a pretty great guy. So, kudos to him. Yay...?"

"You hated me?" Superman asked, looking dejected. Like someone kicked his dog and Jason knew he had a dog so the expression was even more daunting. And Jason wasn't having any of it, okay. Kal-El had literally given Red Hood his Ma's secret recipe for the perfect cinnamon roll. Which tasted like heaven (sorry Alfred). They had a bond, okay. No way he would let Superman see him as some cynical asshole. No way.

"Not fucking fair. It was the old man who went on and on about how you can't be trusted while making weapons to kill you. So, in my defense, it was hard to like you when all your flaws and possible weaknesses are pointed out in an alphabetical order." He threw a quick glance at the old man he just threw under the bus. Bruce looked unimpressed as ever. "But that was before I met you and found out that you're actually a chill dude. With a mother who's, like, the God of Baking."

"Superman doesn't have a mother!" Batman, honest to god, spluttered.

"Yes, he does." The young heroes said in unison.

"His world is dead. His parents are dead." Batman needlessly emphasised the word 'dead', for which he got four pairs of unimpressed eyes.

"B, have you ever heard of adoption." Dick said, emphasising the last word just to spite Bruce. Because of course Bruce did, if not, three of them wouldn't be there.

"You have Earth parents!" Batman exclaimed quite unlike himself, pointing a finger at Superman as if that's an accusation.

"You want to kill me." Kal whispered, his puppy eyes back on full effect.

Batman shifted uncomfortably. It was one thing to plan ways to kill someone, even if they're alien, it's completely different when said someone you wanted to kill was confronting you about the very thing.

"Yes." Damian reaffirmed. Ever the literal. "Father has been producing a variety of weapons to weaken you, hurt you and eventually kill you with the material called Kryptonite."

"Robin." Tim hissed.

Damian was still a growing child, emotionally and physically. But even he knew that when his any of his brothers said his name like that, it meant he had crossed a line he shouldn't have without realising he did.

"But you have nothing to worry about, Kal." Damian quickly amended. "Should father try to use these weapons under unwarranted circumstances, he will find the stock empty. We have contingency plans for father's contingencies—"

"Damian." It was Dick this time, who quickly moved and put a hand over Robin's mouth. He didn't even realise his mistake, not any of them did, actually.

"What." Batman said. Mostly confused. He couldn't even find it in himself to be furious at the moment. He was just flummoxed.

"Oh. Uh." Superman stammered. "Thank you? That's really nice of you."

An awkward silence befall the rooftop as each hero stood awkwardly where they were, barely breathing, motionless, not knowing what action to take next. Eventually Batman shifted an inch.

Oh no, thought the boys, he's going to go on another rant.

"You went behind my back," Batman started with a dark voice. "I warned you about the danger and you dismissed it. You went and made an alliance with my enemy." Here, Superman let out a protesting noise which could also he offended because, really? Enemy? Batman ignored it. "Not only that, you made plans to go against me. Instead of talking to me, you decided to oppose me. I have trained you and taught you everything you need to know. I take care of you and make sure to meet each of your needs. And this is what I get in return. Betrayal. You did not listen to me and—"

But he was cut off by a sardonic voice. "Master Wayne," said a voice from the batcomm each Bat was wearing, and Superman with his superhearing could hear it loud and clear too. "Considering your history of doing what you were told not to do, are you sure that you should be giving this speech?"

"Alfred," Batman said, sounding almost petulant.

"It is your fault, afterall, that you did not seek out Superman first before deciding who he is and what he is like. It is a good thing, if I may be so bold to say, that the kids see past the mask and befriend Superman in spite of what you have to say about him." Batman looked at Superman who was standing there awkwardly, staring at Batman. Bruce sneered, unable to help himself.

"Quit that," Alfred admonished. Bruce immediately dropped it. Superman blinked. "Now, Master Bruce. I agree that Master Dick, Master Jason, Master Tim and Master Damian should have come forward with their established friendship with Superman but considering your opinion on him, I believe it is understandable that they hesitated to do so." The aforementioned young boys nodded their head at Bruce. "That is not to say, however, that their behaviour shall go unpunish." Now they were groaning and Bruce had a little smile of triumph. "Perhaps, a few days off petrol and reflecting on our behaviours would do us some good. Including you, Master Bruce." Bruce immediately dropped his smile. Why him, too? Alfred answered right away. "I believe you realise now that you have been acting brashly the past few years. Now, we know that Superman is not as aloof and alien as we had previously thought. He is more earthbound than we believed him to be. If he were to go, he will have someone to miss him."

The kids nodded again. Superman just stared at Bruce with wide eyes and an expression Bruce couldn't put together. Whatever, Bruce had no time to care about him. He turned slightly away to whisper to the comm.

"But Alfred—"

"None of that now. I suggest you send the young lads home and we put this discussion off for the future."

In the ensuing silence, Superman softly breathed out: "Wayne."

Batman immediately went rigid, and so did the other young vigilantes. How the hell—

"Bruce... Wayne...?" Superman searched Batman's covered face as if he was trying to see if he was actually coming to a concrete conclusion.

"Oh," Alfred said, surprised and guilty. "The supersenses have slipped my mind. My apologies, Master Bruce."

For the first time in his life, Bruce didn't know what to do. Of course his immediate response should be deflection. But how could you lie to Superman about the very thing he just heard. The kids didn't seem to know what else to do either.

"Perhaps, you should ask Superman to come over for tea if his emergency is not an emergency anymore and we could talk about this in a more secure place." Alfred smoothly continued. No point in lying now. Superman had heard what he had heard and it was unlikely that he could be convinced that his superhearing was faulty.

Superman blinked a few times as if to clear his thoughts before he cleared his throat. "Yes, uhm. I was going to ask Batman to help me take a look at some data about a shipment from Gotham to Metropolis that was to happen tonight. I have reasons to believe that Luthor is involved and when Luthor is involved—"

"Kryptonite is involved." Bruce finished it for him.

Superman looked at him, seemingly a bit surprised. "Erm, yes. That. But I think it has already happened so... I'd have to follow it up tomorrow. So. Uh. I have... time?"

Batman narrowed his eyes and stayed silent.

"Bruce." Alfred said.

"C'mon B," Dick piped up. "The worst has already happened."

"I concur, Father. Kal-El now knows who you are, it is only best that the matter of discretion be properly discussed." Damian nodded sagely.

"The fuck, old man, are you still contemplating this?" Jason raised his arms in disbelief. He's so done with this family.

"Language, Master Jason."

"Uhh..." Tim swayed on his feet.

Batman sighed again. Dammit. Instead of showing his discomfort, however, he growled out a mean, "Fine." And then he grappled towards where he parked the Batmobile. Those brats could find their own way home and Superman? He could fly anyway.

Turned out, Superman could fly with four more passengers and Red Robin's bike that the kids used to get to that building. Although Bruce later gave Kal a piece of his mind about safety and the standard amount of people Superman should carry during flight without putting anyone in danger.

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hideawayfairy · 6 months

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Sad thought but do you think Mammon ever used Fizz's relationship with Ozzie as a way to control him?

If there was ever a moment Fizz was being resistant or even a hint that Fizz could potentially leave Mammon's business, I can imagine Mammon just playing up how unfortunate it would be if word got out that Fizz was dating a Deadly Sin.

"Fizzie, my boy, if ya leave, don't ya think everyone will realize that you're cozying up to Ozzie? I've read the papers and it don't look good for ya. Oh, you know I don't have a problem with it. But the rest of Hell isn't as understanding as I am. And poor Ozzie, he'll be scorned and be made a mockery. And there'd be nothing I could do to stop it. So....you'll be here 8 o'clock sharp tomorrow, yeah? And keep up that smile, Fizzie. Everyone loves a smile!"

#helluva boss #fizzarolli #helluva mammon #helluva asmodeus #helluva fizzarolli #fizzarozzie #fizzmodeus #ozzie #ramblings #angst #if anyone wants to use what I wrote #feel free to do so #make changes as you see fit #i don't mind

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madlad-sadgal · 8 months

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Goldenheart AU

Should I really start thinking up a whole other AU when I'm still trying to plan out one? No. Am I gonna do it anyways? Yes.

Quick note #1, this is a mix of Band AU and "Separated Childhood friends who meet again as adults (except one doesn't know it's their childhood friend)" AU.

Also a note at the end.

Nimona Spoilers (Maybe? Not sure, but I'll out a cut here just in case)

In this AU, there's no kingdom surrounded by big ass walls with canons, although I'm not sure if there are shapeshifters or not (Nimona's still there, I'm just not sure if they can shapeshift or not or if they're just this weird energetic teenager). What is there though is social classes.

The Queen, aka Valerin, is Ambrosius' mother and she runs a very successful company. Ambrosius is therefor part of the richer class which basically has access to anything.

Ballister Boldheart, on the other hand, although he isn't living on the streets, his family isn't doing the best when it comes to money and he does some easy jobs to try and gather money to help his parents.

The boys meet at the park one day. Ambrosius was out playing with some friends from school (Todd maybe with a few random OCs) when he saw the scrawny boy picking up trash, so he decided to approach him. Turns out the scrawny boy (Ballister) was picking up trash to help the park keeper who'd then pay him depending on the amount of trash he picked up

Ambrosius felt bad for him so he decided to help him and didn't leave until his mom's secretary and his nanny (The Director, who else) came to pick him up

The Director obviously saw the two interact and didn't think much of it, until Ambrosius starts asking for money from his mom to help his new friend, which she actively gives him and praises him for helping people in need, and then Ballister's coming to visit and now the two are inseparable

Now she obviously doesn't like that, but she brushes it off thinking that this'll pass when Ambrosius grows up and realizes that he's much better than that

But then something happens (you choose what, can be a death, something good with the company) and Ambrosius has to move away, so the two boys who have been friends for like six-seven are now separated and heart broken, and since Bal can't afford a phone they won't be able to keep in touch, and he outright refuses to let Ambrosius give him one, so now they're separated

Fast forward a few years, it is now Ambrosius' 21st birthday, and to celebrate, he's allowed to choose one band that Valerin will pay to show up, and he chooses the Shifters/The Shapeshifters/whatever else references the movie or comic

The Shifters are a small band that's pretty recent, but Ambrosius loves their songs, and he thinks the lead singer, who goes by Bal, is cute

The band shows up and Ambrosius is having the time of his life, even more so when two members of the band, Bal and Nimona, come to personally wish him a happy birthday

Obviously, he's just talked to his celebrity crush, so he fails to notice just how familiar Bal is, and he doesn't think he'll ever meet the man again

Bal, on the other hand, is well set on seeing Ambrosius again, because holy fuck that's his childhood friend, and he had to practically beg Nimona and the rest of the band (some OCs maybe) to come here just so he could see him

Ballister started this band in hopes that it would take off and he could make a living out of it to help his parents (for plot convenience, it works out or not, depends what direction you wanna go)

So, when Ballister sees Ambrosius again in a cafe, he strikes up a conversation and they end up talking for a long while and end up exchanging numbers

What isn't planned in the plan is for the Director to recognize Ballister and know how much of a crush Ambrosius has on him (despite him not knowing who he really is) and she doesn't like that because someone from higher class dating someone lower class like Ballister hell no

Then starts her plans to foil everything, Nimona being slightly annoyed at Ballister desperately trying to get back in contact with his friend, Ambrosius having a celebrity crush that surprisingly actually works out and Valerin being oblivious to all of this

Ambrosius looks pretty much just like he does in the movie when he's wearing his civilian clothes, except he has long hair with the under part shaved (Is there a name for that haircut?)

Valerin and the Director dress like business women instead of royals

Nimona has basically the same style, except add a bunch of colour: pins, dyed streaks of hair, bright bracelets, etc.

Ballister has a similar style to Nimona, and he dyed a streak of his hair pink (because I can)

That's all I got for now. If this catches anyone's eye, I'll make another part exploring why the Director dislikes the mix of classes so much and how she frames Ballister this time, or the next part can also be about how Bal and Ambrosius get closer.

Quick note #2, this doesn't have anything to do with this, but I'm starting to realize most of my ideas come when I'm doing the dishes, and as dumb as it is, it gives me motivation to do them, so I'm not complaining

Quick note #3, I'm thinking of doing and angsty one shot of that one scene where Ambrosius gets stabbed and it's actually him, except Ballister sings "You Are My Sunshine" to him as he dies because Ambrosius used to sing it to him before everything. Would anyone read it if I posted it?

#nimona #ballister boldheart #nimona movie #ambrosius goldenloin #goldenheart #nimona 2023 #ballister x ambrosius #nimona netflix #nimona au #I wish I could draw just so I could show you guys how Ballister looks in my head #but I can't #but if anyone wants to draw this or make a fanfic of it #feel free to do so

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padded-daydreams · 1 year

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Shout out to age regressors who have to filter out a lot of common little stuff due to trauma. Just because it seems like you shouldn't be triggered by something so "harmless" that doesn't erase trauma that may have been associated with it. Childhood defines so many things. If your first experience with something is horrible, no wonder you're going to be upset by that thing. No matter what it is, there's no shame in not wanting to interact with it, and I want you to know that I'm proud of you. You're doing good, and its not your fault. Don't let anyone tell you its silly.

#💚 positivity/affirmations #sfw agere affirmations #sfw agere #sfw agere blog #ageredips #childhood trauma implied #sfw age regression #sfw age dreamer #sfw pet regression #sfw toddlerre #if anyone wants to admit things that upset them in the tags #feel free to do so #show everyone you're not alone #I'll go first with what inspired this post #it is build a bear #had to block the tag #just can't deal with it anymore

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choco-1601 · 3 months

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Morston au where Arthur is a lawman and marston is an outlaw. Marston gets caught bc he was being drunk and a nuisance..and he drunkenly flirts with Arthur.. Arthur's bashful and yeah..this could end in a tragedy or with a happy ending

#man im just puking out ideas at this point lmao #dunno if its interesting but if any of my lovely author moots wanna use this idea #feel free to do so #morston #john marston #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2

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askabbyandeva · 8 months

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It's Munday!

For this Munday, I thought I'd do a specific theme for this one, and that is...

SCP-978: The Desire Camera!

Send a character featured in my blog along with a 📸 and I'll give a test log for that character!

#munday #if anyone wants to try this for their blog #feel free to do so #it's a fun experiment

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a-girl-named-angel · 16 days

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What Flower Are You?

Bee Balm

“Are you the kind to follow a bee across the garden unafraid and unconcerned? To race outside because there's a hummingbird in the bird bath? Even in the dearth of winter, you hold out your hands and the birds alight, grateful for your generosity and kind heartedness. You're quick to spread out, to take up space and become a presence wherever you're planted.”

Tagged by: @scarlxtleaves

Tagging: @musedbymami , @bolinity , @kenta-koma , @redlineoffate , any other of my mutuals. ❤️

#that’s pretty much her to a T #feel free to do so #or not #no pressure on my end.

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qprstories · 9 months

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Hellooo!! How do you ask your squish if they're already in a qpr without sounding weird? I kinda just want confirmation that they don't already have someone, y'know? :o

Honestly anon, it's likely that if they had a qpp they already would've mentioned it to you??? I dunno, straight up asking "do you have a qpp" might be the best option here, as like a, just wondering thing??? I feel like allos ask if you're "~seeing someone~" all the time LOL, so i suppose it could be like the same as that??? Also, even if they already have in a qpp, that doesn't mean you can't be in a qpp with them! QPRS can be polyamorous like romantic relationships and they're totally awesome <3

#qpradvice #queerplatonic #queerplatonic relationship #qpr #queerplatonic advice #if anyone has something else to say to anon #feel free to do so #i have to be frank im not very confident in this advice LOL

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vaduart · 5 months

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So I was on Amazon the other day looking for a specific book series but difeon the ninth I think its called was suggested because of the series I was looking at.

Is the series like an anthology or something? I mainly started following you for your uncharted stuff, you know that. But your recent post got me to ask about even though I could technically Google these things, I kinda wanna hear an opinionated explanation from a mutual. Whats it like? 👀 What do you think, non spoilery, is the most gripping/engaging thing about the series? Maybe I'll give it a shot in time.

the series is really intriguing with big twists despite being very confusing. every reader who approaches these books is confused, it's a common thing lol It's part of the core of the series 🤷. the genre is a mix between thriller and horror, but it also has funny moments as well as heartbreaking ones! and is about necromancy and cavaliers in a universe recreated by the undying emperor and their nine houses (planets) and his nine houses from which the different characters come

you should know that the couple I'm interested in (griddlehark = gideon and harrowhark) are the opposite of chlodine. all the characters in this series have toxic and fucked up and codependent relationships in their own way. they are not books to be taken as manuals. you have to be aware of and adapt to the context in which the characters live in.

the locked tomb series consists of 4 books in order:

gideon the ninth

harrow the ninth

nona the ninth

alecto the ninth (book hasn't even come out yet and we still don't know WHEN)

#if tlt users here want to add more in the comments to help explain these books #feel free to do so #ask #cairi-fruit

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lucasoliko · 9 months

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Y'all why is everyone always talking about the good the bad and the ugly when a fistful of dollars is much better like am I being gaslighted here or what

#it's clint eastwood week for me #i just decided to watch clint eastwood movies this week #1. because I haven't watched any of his movies #2. because i felt the need to at least watch the good the bad and the ugly (which spiralled into this turning into clint eastwood week)#3. a secret third reason related to clint eastwood looking really pretty in these movies #anyway so yes i LOVED a fistful of dollars #the good the bad and the ugly was good enough #sorry for rambling in tags jsisjksdnjx it's too late now #well if anyone has read all of that amd wants to throw some western movies recommendations my way....#feel free to do so

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joshsindigostreak · 1 year

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My blog is a Hammer Toe™️ free zone I don’t need her negativity anywhere near my swamp.

#if ya wanna hang out here #feel free to do so

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felinalain · 2 years

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Minecraft measurement units

Ya know, I read a lot of fanfic, and I noticed that (probably for convenience which I totally understand) a lot of them use our measurement units. But for people that would live in the game as is, it wouldn’t make much sense.

So I had some fun here, trying to think of what the units might be, why, and convert them to our units to see what that would do.

Warning this is me rambling for a bit, but I summarize everything in neat bullet point at the end if you want to skip the ramblings.

So first you’d have distances:

The smallest unit of distance I think would be a pixel? If we go from the default texture size, that’s 1/16 of a block. Then the block itself (maybe also slabs?) Then above that, the unit that comes to mind is the chunk. So 16 blocks. And then I thought, what about bigger distances, cause chunks are still rather small. After a bit of poking around, I figured, either DeSpawning distance (128 blocks from player, from wiki) or a day-travel distance (flat surface, on foot: 2592 blocks using this blocktool direction finder/distance calculator).

Then you have volumes:

So this one is interesting because obviously you’d have a block for volume. But with flowing liquids, you could have liquids that don’t fill a full block, and since you can’t pick those up, I figured they wouldn’t count. So a source block. Which is also equal to a bucket. Or a cauldron. All of those are equals. Then you have bottles. If we count that we need 3 bottles to empty a cauldron, that mean you have 3 bottles to a bucket. (Bucket probably used most, because it can be transported unlike the other two) Bottles don’t stack, so that’s all for volumes, that was easy XD Finally we have amounts:

Which would serve for everything else, since we’ve never seen weight used significantly in minecraft. So obviously, single items and unstackables are the smallest unit. Then stacks. BUT not all stacks are equals. Thinking back on it, I noticed that (at least between me and friends) we tend to say “a full stack” when we mean a stack of 64. So I based the next part on this: A full stack is 64. A small stack is 16, for the items that stack only up to 16. (because quarter stack sound less nice IMO) And stacks can be put and transported un shulker boxes, or inventories which are the same size, so I’ll call the biggest unit Box for short, and it’s 27 slots. Since those can have full stacks and small stacks and a mix of both, I’m not sure how you could differentiate and I’ll put this question aside for now. I also won’t go into carrying 27 boxes of 27 stacks. (because I reached my patience XD)

Now to summarize this :

Distances/sizes:

1 Pixel

1 Block = 16 pixels

1 Chunk = 16 blocks = 256 pixels

1 Distance = 8 Chunks = 128 blocks = 2048 pixels

1 Daytravel = 28 Distance = 162 Chunks = 2592 blocks = 41472 pixels

Volumes:

1 bottle

1 source-block = 1 bucket = 1 cauldron = 3 bottles

Amounts:

Single item/unstackable

1 small stack = 16 items

1 stack = 4 small stacks = 64 items

1 Box = 27 stacks OR 27 small stacks = 1728 items OR 432 items

Now in IRL values, if we assume 1 block to be 1 meter in side (as per wiki) that would be:

Distances/sizes:

1 Pixel = 6.25 cm = 2.5 inches

1 Block = 1 m = 3.3 ft

1 Chunk = 16 m = 52.5 ft

1 Distance = 128 m = 419 ft

1 Daytravel = 3.6 km = 2.2 miles

Volumes:

1 bottle = 333 L = 88 gallon

1 bucket = 1000 L = 264 gallon

Amounts (no conversion needed)

There we go. I dunno quite why I did this, I just had a random thought, and I decided to write it down, and share it.

Also, those are some magic bottles to fit so much in so little space XD

If anyone want to add to this, has other ideas, I’m super curious to hear them though!

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