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bellysoupset · 1 month

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How I organize this blog.

This is a post specifically for writers and kink-writers. I'm gonna be talking about how *I* organize my stuff and a system that I feel works well.

It doesn't mean my way is the only way, but it IS a way I've found manageable and as someone with 200+ fics, being easy to navigate is my number 1 concern.

Under the cut 👇

Tagging system

This is my touchstone, my everything in this blog. I have three "categories" of tags I use.

Character Tag: So I tag my sickee in every fic. JUST the sickee/whumped charcter. I try to use the full name (Lucas Atwood) or the nickname that is easier to come to mind (Vince Monacelli).

Why is this important? One day you're going to get an anon saying "hey I'd really like to read all your fics with John". And then you'll have to go and hunt for all your fics with John. One day you'll be writing something and be like "is Mary allergic to peanuts?" and then you'll want to go back and read just the Mary fics. This WILL happen and you'll be glad you can just click the "Mary" tag and go through all your Mary fics.

Organization Tag: I use #mywriting for every single fic I write, tiny or large. Other tags I also use #myocs for all questions I get regarding them and #ocsfaces for everything I've ever posted regarding their appearance. I also use #meta for everything regarding the act of writing.

Why is it important? Sometimes you'll want to reblog other creators' works or you'll go on an answering asks spree and then suddenly, if someone was to stumble in your blog, your writing is actually in page 3 or 4. This is why #mywriting is important, so people can go straight to that, sorted by the most recent piece. Also, updating your masterlist is a pain in the ass, but tagging is easy. You WILL get asks about your OCs eye color, height, whatever, this is the reason for the other two tags.

Please Notice Me Tags: Well, I write sick fics, so everything is tagged #sickfic, #emetophilia, #flu... etc etc. This is just so other likeminded people will find your stuff in the tag! It can also serve as an organization tag if you remember that you always tag "#stomach flu", but I sometimes flip flop between how to tag each illness so in my case is not for organization, is more for marketing reasons.

Why is it important? Well, you put time and effort into this! You want people to read it <3

Pinned Post

This is already common practice around these lands, but here are some things I think are important.

Add your tags (character and organization, only. Not the marketing tags) to your pinned post, so you can easily find them. My pinned post has every character I have tagged, because its easier for ME to navigate my own blog this way.

Please, for the love of god, assign a name to yourself. It doesn't have to be your name, hell it doesn't have to be even A name, it can be "Book/Seven/Cool Dog Name", it just makes it so much easier to interact with other creators when I don't have to call them "kinkmasteremeto102" every time I reblog from them.

Either have your masterlist under a "read more" in your pinned post or add a link to it. I recommend having a link to your masterlist, it has worked to me and this way you can reblog the masterlist without having to reblog your pinned post with more personal info every time.

If there's something you absolutely don't write, don't want requests, this is the place to put it! Make it clear from the get go to avoid exhausting interactions.

In my case I know people mostly come to my blog for emeto, so I mark my fics that have no emeto with **, but that's just personal preference, it doesn't actually make my life easier.

Archive

One day, maybe next week, maybe in six months, another tumblr scare "the website is going down" will happen. And then you'll freak out and cry, if you're like me and doesn't wanna lose your fics in case this website goes up in smoke.

I HIGHLY recommend saving your fics elsewhere, as well as tumblr. Not to have a reader base there, just for safety. Here are some options:

Archiveofourown, tagged as original work: it's a fucking hassle to put up, but if you're starting to post works, it's actually very easy to maintain. In my case, with 200+ fics it didn't work bc I didn't have the patience to upload all of them there, but as a creator who still has a small number and working your way up, I think this is a good one!

Google Drive. Scary, I know, because Google is watching over you, but this is the method that worked for me. Here's how I do it: have a google account JUST for my kink stuff, that has no ties whatsoever to my real person. Not the security email, not a similar password, nothing. Only use it in an anonymous tab and then you can use the entire Drive Suite to upload your fics in a big document, your OC info in a google sheet, etc etc.

Waybackmachine. I haven't actually ever used this one, but I know its an internet archive and you can take "snapshots" of your blog, so they're saved there forever. Unsure how it works, though.

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Oh ANOTHER thing. Always tag your anons if they sign their stuff. I know it's common practice already, but doesn't hurt to reiterate.

If you get an ask signed as - 🙈anon, tag the fic/request/answer with "# 🙈 anon" as well, this way the anon can later easily find their question in your blog. 💛

If anyone has a question regarding this in specific, my askbox is always open.

#meta #blog organization

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little-tyrant-gortash · 3 months

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Oathbreaker

Pairing: fem!Tav x Enver Gortash, fem!Tav/Astarion

Tags: Emotional Manipulation, Manipulation, Manipulative Relationship, Paladin Tav (Baldur's Gate), Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Drunk Sex, Unrequited Love, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Scars, Blood and Injury, Injury, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Pregnancy, Unplanned Pregnancy, Miscarriage, Torture, Psychological Torture, Implied/Referenced Torture

Word count: 2,531

Ao3 here.

Chapter 1.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Chapter 6.

Chapter 7.

Chapter 8.

Chapter 9.

Chapter 10.

Chapter 11.

Chapter 12.

Chapter 13.

Chapter 14.

Chapter 15.

Chapter 16.

Chapter 17.

Chapter 18.

Chapter 19.

Chapter 20.

Chapter 21.

Chapter 22.

Chapter 23.

Chapter 24.

Chapter 25.

Chapter 26.

Chapter 27.

Chapter 28.

Chapter 29. ⬇

Chapter 30.

Chapter 29: Her Last Night

Tav connected her tadpole to the others' – telling them to head back to the surface. She shivered as the cool evening air came in contact with her bare skin and fresh wounds once they climbed back out. Shadowheart looked mortified at her condition.

"We need to get you back to camp", she pulled her away from Gortash, who, just this once, let her. "Clear and heal your wounds."

"I'm fine", Tav mumbled as the Cleric started to fuss over her, leading the way back to camp.

Gortash followed them without saying a word to Gale or Karlach, but the tiefling kept her steps to his, just in case. Once Shadowheart and Tav disappeared in the Cleric's tent, Gortash managed to let his shoulders fall down just a little bit, but concern and worry – and his personal grief – were still weighing him down. Karlach frowned when she saw the look on his face.

"What happened down there?" She asked, and Gortash's jaw clenched.

"None of your business."

"Well it is my business", Karlach argued, but her anger dissolved when Gortash stared up at her and she saw the way his eyes looked back at her.

"She's alive, so let's focus on that. I arrived just in time."

Karlach tilted her head with a frown.

"I need to know what are you planning."

"Hah", Gortash mock laughed, shaking his head, looking much more weary than ever. "I'm afraid my plans for the Sword Coast are between me and Tav."

"No, I mean-", she grabbed his shoulder to stop him as he turned away, but he instantly shoved her hand away.

"Don't touch me", he snapped.

"Alright- alright! No need to be so jumpy."

A tense few seconds passed.

"Wait a second", Gale murmured, looking around. "Where's Astarion?"

"I'd guess he remained down in the sewers", Gortash growled lowly, still staring up in Karlach's face without blinking. "Last I saw him, he found a few unfortunate Bhaalists to nibble on."

"Oh", Gale breathed out. "That's a- relief. That our Vampire Ascendant reisiding in the city is well-fed."

"He won't be well-fed for long", Gortash finally broke the eye contact with Karlach and he glanced back at Gale. "He offered to play a game with me. He said that if he found Tav first, he'd claim her as his own, and he'd force vampirism on her. He made it perfectly clear that he wanted to make her his spawn, so she'd do whatever he wanted her to do."

"We wouldn't allow that to happen", Karlach furrowed her brows, glancing at Gale.

"I am aware", Gortash motioned at the camp, "but this… middle of nowhere isn't suitable for her right now. She wouldn't be safe."

"We can stay in the Elfsong Tavern", Karlach shrugged.

For a brief moment, Gortash wondered whether Karlach was doing this on a purpose, or she just didn't realise what he was implying.

"She's staying with me", he decided firmly.

"Did anyone ask her about this?" Karlach challenged immediately, and tempers already started to rise. "Or you just decided it for her?"

"I've decided it for myself", Tav replied instead of Gortash, walking out of Shadowheart's tent, in Gortash's shirt. All healed up, even if a little pale. "And I'd be glad if you all didn't start a fight as soon as I'm out of view."

"We didn't-"

"Karlach", Tav sighed tiredly as she rolled the sleeves up on her arms a bit. His black shirt was a bit too big on her. "I'm exhausted. Okay? Please. Let us go. I'll be fine."

The smile Gortash flashed at the tiefling made Karlach's blood boil. Even if Gortash made sure she wouldn't burn up anymore.

"Do they know?" Enver asked, not looking away from Karlach's angry face.

"No", Tav muttered, "would you please not tell them now, Enver?"

And Gortash remained silent, satisfied. Because that was enough to start up the cogs in her companions' minds.

"I actually know", Shadowheart shifted beside Tav with a big smile.

"Know what??" Karlach looked so impatient, one might've thought her friends were withholding her birthday presents.

"Shadowheart-"

"I'm surprised you didn't notice", she teased Tav, who looked horrified.

"I swear Shadowheart, shut up!"

"I would've hoped that you thought we all have the right to know."

"Not tonight! Please! Tons of stuff happened, I'm hungry and tired, can we not talk about it now??"

"Talk about what?!" Karlach grabbed Tav's shoulders, "are you dying or something?"

At that, Tav had to laugh a little.

"No, I'm not. I'm fine. Promise." She pat Karlach's arm with her right hand. "I'll tell you all. Soon. Okay? Don't worry." If she truly wanted to hunt down Orin – and gods see her heart, after all she'd seen, she really wanted to –, but she couldn't have the entire party know of her delicate condition. She'd rather have them fuss over her once it was all over. She removed Karlach's hands from her shoulders and her smile weakened. "I want to pack my things. Let me. Okay?"

Karlach nodded and Tav headed for her tent. Gortash didn't follow her, just glanced at Karlach first, then at Gale. The wizard was still looking after Tav. Enver couldn't help the jealousy that bubbled up within him. He couldn't even understand why. Perhaps because Gale had the chance to travel with her for so long? Perhaps because he had been with her, day and night, during their adventures?

"I have something to ask", the wizard said all of a sudden, then he turned his head and looked directly in Gortash's eyes.

"What is it?"

Even if he didn't want to sound rude, he did. He really couldn't help it. Gale smiled, but it never reached his eyes. Even his voice was full of sorrow.

"Take good care of her. She deserves it."

Gortash furrowed his brows. The wizard truly, honestly loved her.

And that brought him a world of pain.

Did he? Or did he just claim her as his own, over and over again, to have the illusion that he had at least someone near him who didn't pretend or acted on his whim through the Elder Brain? Were there true feelings behind all the manipulation? He did try to tell her earlier that he did, but… was he truly, honestly capable of love? After… after…

He silently cast shape shifting again; donning the skin of the redhead elf, then he walked over to her tent. She was kneeling on the ground and packed her things in a backpack. As Enver stopped beside her, he could hear she was sniffing.

"Are you ready?" He asked, and she stuffed whatever was in her hands in her backpack before she glanced up at him.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think. I just… need this backpack… my armour and weapons…"

"I'll send a group of Fists to collect those", Gortash decided, "we need to go, Tav."

She stood up and attempted to pick up the backpack, but he pushed her hand away from the strap and picked it up himself, letting out a huff.

"What in the hells did you put in this? Bricks?"

Tav bit her lower lip, smiling sheepishly.

"Just the necessary things."

"Necessary things", Enver echoed as he moved the strap over his shoulder. "Alright, let's go."

Tav could feel the others' eyes on them as they walked away. She connected to their tadpoles, so she could leave Enver out of the conversation.

We'll meet tomorrow morning, and we're putting an end to Orin. Who's coming with me?

Me!!! Karlach's voice was unmistakable as it loudly boomed in her skull, making her tadpole squirm, and Tav had a hard time not to smile at the ground.

I'll come, too, Gale's timbre gently slipped in her mind.

I'm coming as well, Lae'zel joined in on the conversation, firm as always.

Good, Tav decided, four of us will be enough. We wouldn't want to arouse suspicion with a big crowd. I'll have to wait for Gortash to busy himself with some boring court related stuff, then as soon as I can get away, we'll meet down in the sewers.

Sounds like a good plan to me, Gale acknowledged. Sleep tight.

Tav disconnected from the others, focusing more on the ground in front of her. She had her doubts she'd sleep well that night. She had too many things on her mind.

It appeared Gortash was preoccupied with his own thoughts as well. They silently walked to Wyrm's Rock Fortress – where he shed his disguise –, then they made their way to his new private chambers. Tav decided to wash up again; after all the excitement that day, she felt exhausted, but she didn't want to go to bed the way she was. For some reason, she still felt like she was tainted with blood.

Enver silently walked in the bathroom after her, sliding his strong but gentle arms around her. Tav sighed softly, the feeling of safety washing over her. Closing her eyes, she reached up with one of her hands to run her fingers in his hair. He pulled her a little tighter against his chest, then buried his face in the side of her neck.

"Enver", she whispered as she glanced out through the window in front of her, and when he hummed, signalling that he was listening, she swallowed. "When I die-"

He moved so suddenly that he positively frightened her. He pulled his head away from her neck, then spun her around with his strong arms. It was scary how easily he could move her around. His hands gripped her elbows, his eyes were darker than ever.

"You're not dying."

The way he said it, she thought that he was straight ordering her. And while Tav could understand why he said it this way, she also had to tell him something she'd never told anyone.

"I didn't say I'd die tomorrow, or anytime soon", she replied gently, resting her hands over his heart. As she was still wearing his shirt, he still had his tank top on. "But when I do-"

"How about we don't talk about this?" He snapped, making her face scrunch up in pain for him.

"Enver- I've never told this wish of mine to anyone. Please, let me tell you. Allow me. It's important to me."

He stared at her for a few long seconds, then he shook his head and let her arms go, resting his hands at his sides, helplessly balling them up in fists.

"Fine."

"Thank you", she murmured, reaching up to touch his face. He felt rough, now; his gentleness from earlier melted away, and she felt like she was touching marble, not a man. His jaw was tight, his body was ready to snap. Tav stroked his cheekbones with her thumbs. He remained unresponsive. He didn't relax. "There's this monastery on top of the mountains. Where I got the Blood of Lathander."

"The Rosymorn Monastery?" He asked, making her raise her brows in surprise.

"You remember that?"

"I remember everything you tell me."

Tav paused, then licked her lips and ever so gently kissed him. He did not hesitate to kiss back, and that brought her some comfort; he wasn't mad at her for this, then.

"Please, return me there if I'm gone", she whispered, resting her forehead against his. "I want to rest there, on top of the mountain, overlooking the monastery. It's so beautiful at dawn."

There was something wrong. He seemed like he tensed even more, if it was possible. She figured that he did not like the thought of her dying, and especially, burying her so far away from Baldur's Gate. But she had to tell it to him. He had to know. If she had one wish concerning her life, she wanted it to be this.

"I'll do it for you."

After a long time – minutes later – he finally spoke, making her breathe out in relief. Then, he kissed her. He didn't become less tense as he was guiding her back to the room, towards the bed, and when he laid her down and she reached up to run her fingers in his hair, he suddenly broke under the pressure. The entire ordeal in the sewers came crashing down on him, and he could not keep up appearances anymore. As he was kneeling between her thighs on the bed, his hands rested on her sides, he pulled away from her just a bit to sob.

Tav had plenty of occasions in her life until then when she felt frightened, but this was new. The amount of worry and concern she felt when she heard the unmistakable sound of Enver breaking down crying above her was incredible. He was quick to pull away though, and she let him; he sat on his knees and half turned away, but she moved after him, wrapping him in an embrace.

"I'm so sorry", she whispered, and that made it so much worse for him. Whatever walls he had raised around himself, she could obliterate them with those three little words. She ran her fingers in his hair when he hugged her back, burying his face in her neck again. "I'm so sorry, Enver…"

"It's my fault-"

"No, no, no it isn't-"

"He trusted me and I failed him, I let him down-"

"There was nothing you could've done."

"I should've tried harder…"

"You did everything you could, love." Tav was surprised at herself for saying that word so easily, but it felt so right. She held him close and stroked his hair, over and over again. "You did everything you could. It's not your fault."

She remained silent afterwards, just let him let it all out. He took his time; the pressure must've been building within him for quite a while. She could only imagine how he must've felt.

And he realised in her arms that he wouldn't survive it if he lost her, too. Knowing that he must send her to certain death, especially in her condition, made it all the worse. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

He realised in that moment that he didn't want any of this, and that was a very dangerous thought. He quickly shooed it from his mind. Then, slowly, he calmed down. She was stroking his head for long, long minutes, and he didn't want to move at all. There, he could feel safe. Even if for a few fleeting minutes, she could keep the darkness from consuming him.

"Are you feeling a little better?" Tav whispered softly, and he breathed in, slowly.

"Yes." He swallowed, but did not move. His eyes burned. "Tav."

"Hmm?"

"When you die, I want to die with you."

She held him a little closer at his words.

"I'm not allowing that to happen", she muttered, and he huffed and smiled a little before he pulled away.

"I'm afraid you have little say in anything that happens lately, isn't that right?"

He leaned closer to her to kiss her forehead, then he pulled her with himself so they'd lie down. They held each other in the dark, both of them awake for a long, long time.

#Oathbreaker #little tyrant [enver gortash]#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg 3 #enver gortash #archduke enver gortash #lord enver gortash #fanfic #Oathbreaker fanfic

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tavina-writes · 6 months

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Thanks to @thebiscuiteternal for tagging me! :D

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 192 public works on AO3 at the moment, and a [redacted] amount unrevealed as part of various ongoing exchanges I'm writing for!

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 1,244,211

3. What fandoms do you write for? I think I mostly write for MDZS at the moment, but Naruto is the major fandom I've spent the past ten or so years in, so it's always going to be my favorite. I also write for ASOIAF, various book fandoms, various other cdramas...etc.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Oh dear.

A Bolt of Silk - Naruto - 2,180

Prophet - Naruto - 1,889

My Teeth In Your Heart - ASOIAF - 1,833

Time Travel Tandem - Naruto - 1,593

It's not time that passes - Naruto - 1,521

None of my MDZS fic makes the list but I think that's normal! I've only been in the fandom for a year and a half, and I mostly write niche stuff so this makes perfect sense to me!

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

I answer comments sometimes! With irregularity because "answering comments" gets filed in the "send emails" part of my brain and I spend a lot of my professional life sending emails so it's more difficult to reply to comments. I also get concerned when I don't have a lot of say in response to a comment because I'm afraid that I don't sound too enthused when I respond with "Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!" or maybe get too infodumpy with my responses to some questions. In short I think I psyche myself out of responding to comments and I'm trying to do better about it.

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

Hmmm this is a difficult one. I don't think I go for angsty endings as much as I go for like, hopeful or not utterly bleak ones? I think that the ending for An Inherited Creature where WZL and JYL are still married and still stuck in Nightless City might be the suckiest ending, though the ending of maybe I'd make it alive where YZY and Madam Jin are just on the cusp of marrying their canonical husbands is on a level of aaaa re: how we know this story ends.

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

I DEFINITELY think this is A Bolt of Silk considering that right after the ending I wrote them a 6 chapter, 30k wedding epilogue where everything goes great!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Man. I would say no except sometimes I can recount really terrible stories. Mostly I think I don't get hate because my readers tend to be very kind, but I have, gotten some pretty odd and preachy comments at times. Once notably, when someone told me that I shouldn't've translated the nobility titles for a certain fic and kept them in the original Chinese, and I was about to respond with "my brother in Christ, we are in a Naruto fic and I am already stretching canon like a rubber band. Lets not make readers learn SO MUCH NEW WORD?" Or that one time when someone didn't. Read my fic but wanted to shill theirs in to me in the comments of my fic. But it's mostly odd and mildly entitled rather than hate commenting.

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

I DO write smut! This is a new accomplishment, but I have skipped right to the sexy sexy noncon/dubcon object insertion porn instead of uhhh any of the tamer things in between that and "literary sex scene where everyone is miserable"

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

I don't really write crossovers! I have a hard time figuring out how characters from one story would react to the characters of a different one. :(

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

A number of times yeah. It's bothered me before but like, mostly nowadays I'm just like "in the year of our lord 202X?????"

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not! It sounds like it would be really flattering but also So Much Work since I write longfic so often.

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

I have occasionally but they've never really been posted. @autumnslantern very patiently listens to me yell about all of my fic ideas in her dms a lot though, which I consider vital to my writing process. Does that count as cowriting? :D

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Man this changes by day. I'm also a consummate multishipper so I can't say I have an all time favorite and more just yelling about "ISNT THIS NEAT?" about the niche thing I've discovered recently.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

God. I have no idea. If I've posted a wip I hope to finish it but I have no idea. Maybe some of my oldest Naruto works might never get done.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to think I handle emotionality, stories that occur over a long period of time, and atmosphere in a piece really well!

I also really like writing about grief and mourning, trauma, and trying to define ourselves inside difficult family histories. I enjoy writing about character histories, and how that informs their present, as well as complicated loyalties and internal conflict, but the jury's out on whether I can count those as strengths lol.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Man. Plot. Plot. Plot. The weakness is always the plot. I love a good parallel but a parallel is not a plot. Also at one point one of my fics was 30% man sitting sadly in a bathtub nearly dying by volume (like 3 out of 9 scenes in that fic was just this man having a bad time in a bathtub) and this is not a plot either lolll. I admire the people who can write a tightly plotted fic so much, godIwishthatwereme.jpeg. Also I'm perennially long-winded so I also think I struggle a lot with writing a 1.5k-2k fic where just, a snapshot happens. I love admiring other people's beautiful oneshots as well.

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

I don't tend to do this with dialogue though I'll include words from other languages depending. I feel like it's always so difficult to like, get the reader to know what you meant with [dialogue snippet in different language] but I've seen this handled really well in fic before so like, it does work!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Oh definitely Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils by Jin Yong when we were in the pits of that 13 year translation of the work. I wrote like, speculative fic based on what we already had? But mostly scene snippets and outline ideas of what would happen instead of formal fic. None of that was ever published anywhere though. In terms of "Fandom Where I First Published Fic on the Internet" it's probably Katekyo Hitman Reborn I was really big on that fandom in 2014. You won't take me alive on where that fic is though lmao.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

In terms of best written and most beloved to me at the moment and also complete it's definitely but I'm not in charge of sorrow (so please don't ask me when). How will I ever get over NHS's post canon journey in that fic honestly.

uhhh let's see, @im-sublimey, @woobifiedvillain, @lgbtlunaverse, @cerusee and anyone else who sees this and wants to play? If you've been tagged in this game already sdjdgkah APOLOGIES.

#my writing #tag game

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hukkahuka · 10 months

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Please don't turn mushroom clouds into fun memes

I am speaking as an Japanese.

This concerns fan art on #barbenheimer.

Regarding the mushroom cloud of an atomic bomb depicted in fan art, almost all Japanese people express a strong sense of disgust. This is because it symbolizes the massive massacre of civilians in Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

For example, how would you feel if you saw cute pink-colored designs of hurricanes or collapsing towers from 911? I think the emotions we feel would be similar.

Especially on Twitter, I feel the strongest sense of disgust when Barbie's official account responds positively to fan art that uses the atomic bomb mushroom cloud as a joke. Furthermore, I am disappointed to see that there were hardly any condemnatory responses from the English-speaking community.

I don't have any issues with the #barbenheimer tag itself, which was intended for people to watch two movies at the same time.

Moreover, from what I've seen, among those who take issue with this, I haven't noticed anyone being angry about the dropping of American nuclear bombs itself. That's already a thing of the past.

What we are asking is for you to remember the fact that more than 110,000 people were incinerated, turned into ashes, and became "shadows" under the motif of the mushroom cloud you used.

In recent years, I've heard that more people visiting the Atomic Bomb Dome (a site that preserves the remains of the atomic bombing) and the Atomic Bomb Museum in Hiroshima, and we were glad to hear that.

Before turning this into a fun meme, please take the time to learn about the consequences of the atomic bombing.

Below, I've provided some online resources where you can access information about the atomic bomb:

Barefoot Gen (Japanese Title: Hadashi no Gen)

https://www.amazon.co.jp/s?k=%22Barefoot+Gen%22+Keiji+Last&i=english-books&camp=247&creative=1211&linkCode=ur2&tag=eigomanga-22

Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum

Nagasaki Atimic Bomb Museum

There might be mistakes in my English. If you have any feedback on that, I'd like to hear it. Thank you for your reading.

#barbenheimer #oppenheimer movie #the barbie movie #oppenbarbie

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c-c-cherry · 1 year

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HELLO you may recognise me as the artist that drew that one whole scene from chapter 7!! thought i'd drop in to say:

FIRST OF ALL midterms are the pain ever, i wish you all the best!! stay hydrated <3

SECOND OF ALL thank you for taking the time to leave such a long and heartfelt reply on my post asjcjkdj it made me really really happy and giddy for the rest of the day i'm so glad i managed to portray the characters and envision the scenes the way you intended us to! your writing is absolutely gorgeous and i hope you're doubting its quality less, because it is top tier.

speaking of your writing i was tempted to talk about why i really loved the fic in the post itself but felt like it was really long already 😭

so here i am, this may be long, i apologise in advance for my rambling, in this essay-

REIGEN'S SPIRALLING DOWN THE NEGATIVE SELF TALK WAS SO HEART BREAKING BUT SO RAW, IN A WAY, LIKE IT HURTS THAT HE REALLY THINKS NO ONE NEEDS HIM AROUND AND EVERYONE WOULD BE FINE/BETTER OFF W/O HIM. BUT SO SO MANY PEOPLE HAVE BEEN POSITIVELY IMPACTED BY HIM AND SO MANY PEOPLE LOVE HIM AND WANT HIM AND NEED HIM

I LOVE HOW REIGEN WAS FORCED TO FACE THAT TRUTH THROUGH DIMPLE'S MEMORIES, I LOVE HOW DIMPLE CARES AND IS CONCERNED FOR REIGEN WHILE BEING BRUTAL AND A LITTLE SHIT

i love how everyone turns to teru because he's reliable and he's smart but he's just a 14 year old who's had to be his own adult for way too long and he's just trying to figure things out, too. I LOVE HATE THE WAY HE TRIES TO FILL REIGEN'S SHOES, I LOVE THEIR FATHER-SON DYNAMIC

getting me started on ritsu would be a mistake as i may write a 13k word essay if left unattended BUT in short, I LOVE THE WAY YOU DEPICTED HIS TRAUMA, HIS EXTREMELY HUMAN, EMOTIONAL REACTION TO MOB POTENTIALLY LOSING CONTROL, THE WAY HE ISN'T OVER IT, BECAUSE REALLY THATS SO UNDERSTANDABLE, THE WAY HE'S JUST A SMALL, SCARED 13 YEAR OLD JUST OUGHHH

MOB AND HIS CONCERN FOR REIGEN, HIM STEPPING UP EVEN THOUGH HE KNEW HIS SHISHOU COULD BE DEAD INSIDE THE OFFICE, HIS BRAVERY AND HIS COMPASSION. AND THE ONE MEMORY? WHERE HES ASKING REIGEN NOT TO LEAVE SO SOON, NOT WITHOUT SAYING SOMETHING I CRIED. I CRIED OK I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

SERIZAWA DESPITE BEING ARGUABLY THE MOST ANXIOUS ABOUT THE WHOLE SITUATION, STEPPING UP!! TAKING CHARGE AND BEING MATURE AND DOING HIS BEST, FOR THE KIDS AND FOR HIMSELF AND ESPECIALLY FOR REIGEN

and shou oh my god i love that he tags along, that he's included but feels like an outcast in their group, the way he's there because he cares but he thinks he doesn't really have the right since he's not as close to reigen. HES SO ALONE BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO INTEGRATE INTO THEIR CIRCLE, SO HE KIND OF HANGS AROUND THE EDGE AND GOOD LORD I WISH THEY'D JUST PULL HIM IN

in conclusion i want to hug them all. i haven't felt this many emotions in so long cherry you did amazing and trust me you're going to keep doing amazing, because you are you

if you read all the way here thank you for bearing w me 😭😭 i hope you're doing well, you said you recovered from a mystery sickness recently? take care ok, we support you!! <3

-bloo

Hello Bloo!! I’m so sorry it took me this long to finally reply. Life is life, and now I’m here! But just know that I’ve been rereading this ask consistently because it makes me so happy that my work can…make people think THOUGHTS? In-depth thoughts that they want to share with me?? It still barely feels real to me that people are liking my silly self-indulgent fic where I make the business man suffer. So thank you! I’m so happy you’re enjoying it, and thank you again for that deliciously-crafted fan comic! :)

I'm sparing your poor souls from a Cherry ramble under the cut. But for those who wanna peek inside my silly head:

As for what you’re saying about the fic itself…yeah HAHA. You’ve got it down. As someone who’s completely desensitized to their own ideas and the execution of said ideas, I don’t know how obvious all my little underlying themes and ulterior plot lines have been, but your interpretation of it all is pretty spot on. I’m a sucker for forcing characters to face their own truth via IMPOSSIBLE circumstances and then dragging every other character into a whirlpool of chaos and conflict and confrontation in turn. It makes it all the more fun >:)

I’ve been trying to write the characters carefully so their dynamics blend or clash or do anything else that I please, and that means letting them roam free and interact with each other while keeping their special character quirks. I love writing Mob constantly on the verge of guilty instability, Seri having to step his ass up despite his confidence not yet being 100%, Shou and his mysterious ways that are SO worth exploring because he's such a complex character despite not appearing a lot in canon, Ritsu’s impulsive, fear-driven, 13-year-old antics (and that dreaded stop sign), and of course, Reigen and all his pathetic self-loathing. In fact, ALL of them have been incredibly fun to write because ONE has amazing, fleshed-out characters that interact so well together. BUT I’ve been surprised with how much I’ve loved writing Dimple and Teru especially. Dimple’s not hard to write at all for me, but his interactions with the other characters in writing are ADDICTING, and I didn't expect that. I will say this forever, but I want Dimple in more fics because of the POTENTIAL. LET THE FART CLOUD HAVE THE SPOTLIGHT!! As for Teru—you can ask anyone who was around for the first few draft chapters of AH—I was very hesitant to write him at all. I personally think his character is very hard to nail, and I’m honestly surprised at how much the audience has taken to his role and his little moments within the fic—that encouragement and influence definitely made him appear more than I originally anticipated :)

I could ramble for hours about every character and all their inner complexities that I'd love to explore in this work and others. But I will stop myself here hahaha.

Thank you for this sweet little breakdown of what you’re enjoying in AH so far. It makes me feel very happy :) And thank you all for all the support! It really means a lot.

As for my mysterious sickness from a few weeks ago, it has vanished! Student life is crawling with unknown bacteria. It's like you're in daycare all over again, or perhaps a medieval plague ward. Now all I have to do is battle the turbulent trials of finals :’)

#mp100 #mob psycho 100 #fanfic #reigen arakata #hanazawa teruki #whump #area hysteria #sweet anons #kageyama shigeo

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cboffshore · 19 days

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Hey there - I'm Lila!

If you're seeing this, it could mean any of the following: you're already a mutual, you like Ninjago, you really like Ninjago's infamous (ha!) sixth season Skybound, or you know me from something else entirely. Or it's none of those and you've just taken a super wrong turn. No matter what - I'm glad you're here!

Join me under the cut for a more detailed look at my account, or just venture off on your own - the choice is yours.

WHO I AM & WHERE TO FIND ME

You can call me Lila! I've been around the Ninjago fandom since 2011 under a whole bunch of different names and accounts, with all the bizarre stories and memories to show for it. Now, though, you can find me under one of two handles: @cboffshore (here and on Twitter, where I'm not as active as I used to be) or OffshoreWriter over on AO3.

My title as Skybound Analysis PhD holder was born from a joke (initially given to me when I overanalyzed Skybound's color scheme and then Flintlocke's development in a Discord server) but grew into, well, not a joke; I take Skybound about as seriously as someone can take a toy commercial cartoon. Through all of my years in the Ninjago fandom, I've never seen a season as misunderstood and contentious as Skybound. Unfortunately, I happen to like it a lot for what it is, and I'm willing to defend it very hard (but don't get me wrong, I know it's got flaws! I'm not completely nuts!).

Outside of Ninjago overanalysis, I'm into a few other things: crocheting, the occasional piece of digital art, music (special faves include I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME, Fall Out Boy, and My Chemical Romance), and Bionicle (but only on a casual "wow cool vibes and killer writing" basis because that timeline does NOT make sense to me.).

SOME STUFF I DO

The best way to get into my work is just to explore all the nooks and crannies of my blog, but for those of you in a rush, here are links to some of my favorite projects:

On Sea, Sunlight, and Sky, aka OSSAS, is what I'd consider the crown jewel of my AO3 catalog: a Nya-centric series diving into her experience during the last few episodes of Skybound. Updated every December until I decide to lay her to rest (which, by the looks of it, will be the 2024 installment), this is my longest-term project that exemplifies how I approach Skybound as a season. If you only check out one corner of my work, make it OSSAS. You can find all things OSSAS under #ossas tag here on my blog (newcomers beware of spoilers!)

Yours To Keep: Rethinking Skybound Through Fashion is an older project of mine that blends fashion design and Nadakhan character analysis. As in, I drew a trio of banger outfits and then wrote essays about what all their details meant. Trust me on this, it's a cool one! (This is a holdover from when my fandom involvement was almost exclusively Ninjago character analysis-based couture fashion art... you can thank Giles Panton for that.)

Sorrow is All The Rage: An Analysis of Sexual Assault in Jay-Centric Skybound Fanfiction is a two (technically, three) part essay detailing my attempts to come to terms with the (frankly rather concerning) trend of gratuitous SA inclusion in a surprising swath of popular Skybound fanfiction. (Spoiler alert: I still think it's weird as hell and I haven't come to terms with it... but I have gotten way better at using the block button to keep it out of my line of sight.) The link in the title will take you to part one; part two is linked at the end, and part three's mini update is lurking somewhere in those tags. Please note: this essay is not an attack, or a condemnation, although it may come across that way at times. This was written largely as a vent piece about an issue that has disturbed me deeply and affected how I go about interpreting Skybound, and that definitely impacted my tone. If you'd like to reference this for any reason, or if you have any questions, please shoot me an ask or DM.

#Lila speaks #Lila writes #pinned post

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sapnapmybeloved006 · 1 year

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Meeting dtqk for the first time + first impressions

(ALSO I LOVEEEE ALL YOUR HC😍)

THANK YOU!! I'm glad you're enjoying it🥰(This probably isn't what you were looking for but I can write something else similar if you'd like❤️)

First Impression scenarios with DTQK!! (From the streamers perspective)

Dream

For this scenario we're gonna say you're a fellow streamer and met at Twitch Con

I was happy to finally be going out with my friends, not seeing the light of day much beforehand. Me and George were walking through the con and talking to some new people, most being more streamers. At some point along the way George had wandered off to do his own thing. I didn't bother looking for him as I could just call him if I needed him. I looked around and spotted a person with the COOLEST t-shirt on. I walked up to them and started a conversation.

"Hey! I love your shirt."

"Hmm? Oh thank you! You're Dream."

"I am hehe. How's your afternoon going?"

"Busy, I've talked to so many people."

"Ugh same, so (insert fav video game) huh? Good choice good choice."

"Yeah, it's one of my favorites right now, you played it?"

"I did."

He heard your phone vibrate from you pocket/bag. You reached for it to open it and sighed.

"It's one of my friends, they're here with me and got caught up talking to someone, you want my number so we can talk more later?"

"Oh same, George and Sapnap are here too... Somewhere. Here I'll pull up my contacts."

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Just as I stepped though the door my mind wandered back to the person at con. Holy shit they were cute, those eyes, the personality. I'm gonna text them. No wait, too soon. They were so cool though.

"Hey Dream!" George yelled from the other side of the hotel room.

"Why are you yelling, I'm just around the corner dude. What do you want?"

"My bad, you've been awfully quiet since we met back up, are you alright?" He actually sounded concerned.

"Yeah, I met a cute person at con and don't know if I should text them yet or not."

"Oouu Dreamies got a crush huh? I mean go for it man, I'm sure they won't think anything of it." George went back in his phone shortly after.

"Oh shut it loser. I will" I walked over to my bad and pulled out my phone. Shit, they already texted me.

*Hey Dream! It's Y/N :)

-Hello!! Hru??

...

They're taking a while to type?

*I'm alright, couldn't stop thinking of you for some reason haha

-Me either lol

Holy shit holy shit holy shit, they're so cute, they were thinking about me too😭😭

George

For this one, you two met at the streamer awards 😸

I had to unbutton the top of my shirt, it was getting rather warm in here. I got interviewed and went to find Sapnap again. As I turned a corner I bumped right into someone.

"Oh shit! My bad, are yo- Woah."

"Umm, it's ok, what's the woah about haha" I teased them slightly looking to meet their eyes. 'Oh shit, they're kinda pretty.' I blushed a tad.

"Oh nothing sorry, You're Georgenotfound right? I've watched you a few times during squid craft."

"Did you? That's cool, are you nominated for anything tonight?" Why is making conversation with a cute person so hard, George get it together they probably have a partner.

"No, but I heard you buddy Quackity I'd nominate for Best Minecrafter, that's cool!" They never once broke eye contact, those eyes were something I'd never forget, mesmerizing really.

"Yeah, he couldn't make it, I'm here with Karl and Sapnap though. You here with friends?"

"No, None of my friends wanted to come. I'm so glad I met someone." They giggled.a.bit before going completely silent.

"I'm sure they won't mind you tagging along. I like the outfit by the way, it fits you good. Er umm I like the pattern." Shit shit shit, George you're an idiot.

"Hahaha oh George, you're blushing. Thank you, let's go find your friends shall we?"

"Yeah, they might be in the bathroom."

As they say here with us during the ceremony I was cought glancing by Sap.

"Gogys gotta crush huh?" Sapnap elbowed me a few times.

"Oh shit it man, I mean look at them, how could you not?"

"George, I'm right here ya know." They turned a bit to look at me. "If you wanted my number you could of just asked"

Sapnap and Karl laughed at this edging me on to ask them.

"I-I guess, umm, lemme pull up my contacts, get yours."

"Got it. Ya know, you're not to bad your self 'Gogy' haha"

"Thanks hehe"

Sapnap

You guys met online, you're not a streamer in this one.

"Hello? Is anyone else using a mic?"

That's the cutest voice I've ever heard, I have to turn mine on.

"Yeah. Hello?"

"Yes finally, Hi! I've been lobby hopping trying to find someone with their mic on."

"Oh damn haha, I'm Nick, what's your name?"

"Y/N, if your cool with answering, how old are you. I'm 19."

"I like that name, I'm 21. How's your day going"

"Pretty good, you sound kinda familiar, do you stream?"

"I do actually, I go by Sapnap online."

"Oh I know that name, I don't think I've watched you directly but I've seen clips of you from that smp everywhere."

"Yeah, it's sucky having that be the only thing I'm known for but it's some good recognition."

"I bet, so, you on here often?"

Keep it together Sap keep it together, you don't even know what they look like.

"Yeah actually, umm do you have insta or snap or anything? You seem pretty cool."

"Yeah get your insta up."

I rip my phone from my pocket faster than I intended too and scrolled to insta. "Ready"

"Ok it's (username) I'm assuming yours is just sapnap?"

"Yeah I followed you. I like that shirt in the first pic."

"Thanks, you're cute Nick."

"I um.. oh thanks hehe." Oh my God, you did not, don't do that to me I'll have stroke.

"Yeah, I'll dm you later the rounds about to start, good luck!"

"You too Y/N!"

Karl

You and Karl met in high school!

I hated being a mentor for new kids, they're always so awkward and weird. I waited with the principal for them. As soon as I spotted them I had changed my mind. They had (favorite band) in their shirt and their shoes were awesome.

"Bro, your shoes are killer, I'm Karl imma be your mentor for the first few days"

"Thanks, my name's (Y/N) er you probably knew that."

"I didn't actually, Mr.Principal doesn't tell us anything important, you didn't hear that from me though"

"Got it got it." We walked over to get their schedule and I showed them their locker.

"Damn, you're in almost all my classes, that's cool"

"Am I? Which ones don't we have?"

"Our maths and chem are switched. There in the same hallway, don't worry. Same homeroom and all that though"

"That's cool. Hey Karl?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you single?"

"I- what?"

"Sorry, sorry to soon youre just kinda really cute ya know?"

"No no, it's ok haha, I'll have to take you out sometime I guess, it just took me by surprise for a sec." Oh my god, no on I've ever liked has liked me back!! Eeee

"Alrighty then. To homeroom?"

"Yeah, I suppose so."

After that I got their snap and we texted constantly, they were super sweet and really funny. Best mentee ever.

Alex(the only one in readers pov)

You guys met when you were little kids🥺

"Hey (Guardian)? Why are there so many people?"

"Oh sweet thing, those are the new neighbors, why do you go talk to their son, he's just about your age I believe. His name is Alexis"

"Otay, I be back!!"

I ran across the kitchen and into the living room to fon the new frien.

"Heyo! Are you Alexis! I'm Y/N! I'm five!"

"Umm, yeh, Hi."

"How old are you Alexis?"

"sis, almost seben. Do you has a quiet place?"

"You don't like all da noise either huh? Yeah follow, my room is safe!"

"mmtay"

This kid is funny, he's so shushed and small. He's older than me too.

"this is da one. Siéntete como en casa!"*make yourself at home*

"You speak panish!"

"Sí! Sí! Not my first language but my (guardian) taught me!"

"Vats cool"

We spent the rest of the evening in my room playing and getting to know one another before he had to go. We promised we would hang out every day.

#dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #gnf #karl jacobs #quackity #sapnap #dream

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dancer73333 · 2 years

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Who let the dogs out? Jake seresin x reader.

-y/n's pov--

I walk out to the back porch with Ninja's lead in my hand I connect it to the tree and then walk in to get him. He's already waiting at the door

" Come here Ninja time to go out," I say and my dog follows me out the screen door. I put him on the lead and walk back into the house to continue to make the sandwiches I am bringing to my friend's house.

--Jake's Pov--

I stop running to tie my shoes. And wipe the sweat from my face. I like running on nice days rather than going to the gym the fresh air is nice.

While tieing my left shoe I feel something brush up against me its soft? I then look up and see a fluffy brown dog and he sticks his tongue out and starts panting.

"Hey buddy," I say the dog then barks.

I start to pet the dog to have him gain my trust. After a few seconds, this thing lays down right on the pavement. I look at the little heart tag

And it says.

Ninja

The back shows more info.

31 Seaside Dr.

Miramar CA

Y/n y/l/n

Luckily for Ninja, I know exactly where that is my buddy Coyote lives a few houses down on Seaside drive. I take Ninja by the collar and we start walking to his house. It looks like he broke his lead because there is a short piece of rope and clip hanging from his collar.

" Hey Ninja pup we're almost home," I tell the dog when we turn on to Seaside drive. I love the name Ninja it's a cool name for a dog like this little guy. All of a sudden He barks and I feel his collar tug out of my hand but I restrain him from going any further.

I then look in his direction and see a few squirrels he must have been trying to chase them and got loose. I reach the house and tell Ninja to sit. Then ring the doorbell. A lady then opens the door. She looks right down at Ninja with fear in her eyes.

" Hey, I was on a run it looks like your dog broke his lead and he walked up to me." I smile at her Ninja then walks and sits beside his mama on the porch.

" Oh oh my gosh I didn't even see him or hear him and I had the window open. Thank you so much you are a lifesaver." She smiles.

I then see her look me up and down. And she brings her head back to my eyes. I wink at her she's kinda cute with her long hair and nice body.

I then see her fight a smile.

Surprisingly even with squirrels around Ninja still stays on the front porch now laying down.

" Nice to meet you I'm Jake Seresin." I shake my hand out to the pretty girl. For some reason with her, I get a pit in my stomach that I don't feel with the other girls I try to pick up.

" y/n y/l/n and I think you figured out this is my Ninja pup. " she smiles.

Oh my goodness her teeth are so white they could blind someone.

Wow! and I thought I was hot.

" He's adorable I'm glad he found me then I wouldn't have been able to meet you " I then laugh it off.

" Hey your outfit looks nice I like it." she complements.

"I like you too." CRAP I just said that.

She smiles.

" Hey, Jake you wouldn't wanna exchange numbers or something to get to know each other a little more? " She fidgets with her necklace now.

" I'd love your number sweetheart." I smile, there's my confidence. I take my phone out and then she puts her number inside it and texts herself.

" Ok Jake I have to get to a party for my friend but I will talk to you at some point if that's ok." When she tells me" at some point" like its, not a priority somehow it grabs me on more.

" Sounds good I will talk to you later. " I say then continue my run. Later at the hard deck, I tell Coyote about y/n and her cute dog Ninja.

BONUS:

5 years later

--Jake's pov--

"DADDY! DADDY! LOOK! Ninaaa's givin me a ride." I then look over to see my daughter Serria riding on Ninja's back. The poor dog.

" Hey get off Ninja you don't wanna hurt him," I say with concern she then falls off the dog. My baby girl doesn't cry shes a tough one like me. Ninja licks her tiny face.

" Ewwww Ninja STOP ITTTT! " My little toddler yells. We then are both interrupted by y/n who just put out dinner on the table.

" Come and get it!"

" Foooooooooood!" Our little one says and runs to her seat.

And Ninja follows to eat any food scraps Serria leaves.

#top gun 2 #top gun maverick #top gun maverick x reader #top gun #cute dogs #doglover #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #ninja #oml this is so adroble i want a dog now!!

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highwaytothedangerzone502 · 11 months

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Foxtrot Alpha Alpha - Chapter 8

Pairing: Hangman x Female OC

Word Count: 2595

Warnings: None

Summary: Hangman learned his lesson a long time ago to never show his true feelings when someone's words or actions hurt him. To do so showed weakness that could be exploited, and Seresin men couldn't show weakness. Of course, there was an exception to every rule, and Jake's always came in the form of women, three in particular: his mom, Juliette Kazansky, and the girl whose name he could no longer bring himself to speak. She was the girl that got away; she was his biggest 'what if' and his biggest regret; she would forever be the ghost that haunted his dreams. Jake believed that's where she'd stay, for he would surely never see her again after what he did.

Or so he thought.

Notes: This is the sequel to India Lima Yankee; I'm using the same callsign for the Female OC as in Ghost Story because I just really like it, but they are different characters; chapters in italics are flashbacks.

Chapter Songs: I Ain't Worried Red

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Ghost

Juliette and Rooster adored the presents Ghost gave them, laughing at the wine and beer glasses that said "Because Twins" and grinning like children themselves over the multiple outfits for each other and the babies.

"Thank you for all of this! These are wonderful!" Juliette exclaimed, hugging her friend tightly. Rooster followed suit. "I can't wait for the day I can actually fill that wine glass with alcohol. I don't drink a lot by any means, but God, I'd kill to have some Baileys or whiskey. Or both. Both is good."

"Speaking of killing someone, the Daggers might kill us if we're late," Rooster said, checking the time. "We better get going. Ghost, want a ride?"

"Thanks, but I'll just take my motorcycle. Besides, I think the dogs want to come." Ghost nodded at the two German Shepherds sitting at the door, their tags wagging and tongues flopped out to the side while they stared expectantly at their owners.

Juliette placed her hands on her hips. "Boys, do you want to go to the beach?" She asked, causing both dogs to bark eagerly and dance in circles around each other. The trio laughed at their excitement. "All right, follow Daddy to the car. Momma's gotta grab her purse."

Rooster opened the door, and the dogs bolted out. Ghost waited for Juliette to grab her purse. She noticed her friend take some Tylenol, prompting her to ask, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I've been having bad headaches recently. I think it's the lack of sleep and the strain this big belly puts on my back. I have a doctor's appointment in a couple of days, so I'll bring it up with her then, make sure it's nothing to worry about."

"You up to going to the beach? If not, I'll stay here with you," Ghost offered. As much as she meant her words sincerely out of concern for her friend. Ghost also prayed Jules wished to stay home so she wouldn't have to face Hangman.

"Yeah, I'll sit in the shade with Penny and play fetch with the dogs. Come on. You're going to love the game!"

Trying to hide her disappointment, Ghost plastered on a smile and followed Juliette out the door. She hopped onto her motorcycle and trailed closely behind Rooster to the beach, trying to ignore the nerves rapidly spreading throughout her body. Ghost chastised herself for letting herself get this nervous: It's just a game, and it's one day. It's not like I'm going to be left alone with Jake, and I have Juliette and Rooster if I need friends. I even have Phoenix. Deep breaths. Deep breaths...

They pulled into adjoining parking spots and strode over to the Daggers, who already tossed the football around. A familiar man stood to the side, chatting with Penny and Hondo. He beamed at the sight of Rooster and Juliette, hugging them when they approached. "Hey! Glad you two could make it. Who's your friend?"

"Mav, this is Annalise Blackwood, callsign Ghost," Juliette introduced proudly. "Ghost, this is Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell and Bernie 'Hondo' Coleman."

"It's an honor," Ghost said, shaking the men's hands but finding herself starstruck by Maverick. He'd been her idol for as long as she could remember after her mom told her stories about him. Ghost barely managed to say, "I've heard a lot about you, sir."

"Not sure if that's a good or bad thing," Maverick joked, but he studied her curiously. "Forgive me if I'm wrong, but are you related to Charlotte Blackwood by any chance?"

"Yes, sir," Ghost replied with a smile. "She's my mom."

"How is she?"

"Good, good. She lives in DC with my dad now and is still working with the Pentagon."

"Tell her I say hi, next time you speak to her."

"I will! So-" Ghost scanned the Daggers, trying to figure out if they were already playing the game- "what's dogfight football?"

"Glad you asked!" Maverick clapped his hands and dove into an explanation. It ended up being much simpler than Ghost thought it'd be, and she looked forward to playing until Hangman jogged up to them with the Daggers in tow, reminding her he'd be here the entire time. She kept her head in Maverick's direction but used her dark, reflective sunglasses to hide the fact her line of sight focused on Jake Seresin. Outside of their brief reunion in the Hard Deck, she hadn't given herself a chance to properly look at him, but she did now. Ghost couldn't help noticing his bulging biceps and rock-hard abs or the thin sheen of sweat glistening on his body and accentuating the perfection of his Adonis build.

"Hey, Pops, we ready to-" Hangman stopped short at the sight of his long-time 'acquaintance.' "Ghost! What are you doing here?"

"Juliette and Phoenix invited me," Ghost responded, unsure how she managed to sound so calm when she felt anything but.

"Glad you could join us." He flashed her what appeared to be a genuine smile before turning to Maverick. "All right, Pops, we're ready to play. We picking teams?"

Maverick nodded. "We are. All right, captains today are-" Maverick lifted his phone and played a roulette-type game on his phone. It apparently chose the names for him. "Omaha and Coyote, you're captains. Let's see who your teammates will be."

Maverick hit the roulette again, assigning each person to a team. Hangman and Rooster ended up on opposing teams and egged each other on until the last name had been called. Ghost's name.

"You'll be on Coyote's team," Maverick said, clapping her shoulder. Ghost smiled but couldn't help the involuntary glance in Hangman's direction, who would be on her team. "You all ready?"

The group cheered and scrambled down to the beach. Juliette shuffled off to a shaded picnic bench with Penny and the dogs. Ghost trailed behind the Daggers, feeling slightly left out despite the mass group she found herself a part of. She hoped the sensation would disappear once they started playing, but people had always tended to forget about her, whether Ghost wanted them to or not. It was part of how she obtained her callsign, and while she lived up to it now with her skill as a stealth pilot, the truth behind its origin still got to her on occasion, like now.

Coyote and team huddled together; Ghost stood opposite Hangman, their heads nearly touching as the group devised a game plan.

"All right, positions are as follows," Coyote said, "Hangman, you're fullback, and Ghost, you're halfback. Harvard, Phoenix, I want you two as defense. I'll be quarterback. Bob, Fritz, you're wide receivers."

Ghost and Hangman shared a look. It was thanks to Jake that she knew all she did about football between him being on the team both in high school and in college and having been scouted by a few NFL teams that he ultimately turned down to pursue his career as a pilot. She also knew the fullback's primary responsibility was protecting the halfback. Ghost wondered if Coyote assigned them these positions on purpose...

"Anything I should know about how the others play?" Ghost queried. "Anyone I need to watch out for?"

"Don't underestimate Maverick," Hangman replied immediately. "Pops can move. Rooster is fast but isn't too agile. Omaha is the opposite of that. Yale is speedy and agile but not great at catching. Halo is sneaky but is afraid to get tackled. Payback and Fanboy are a package deal, so if you see one, the other's not far behind, and they're great at defense."

Ghost nodded, and then Coyote came up with a game plan. After making eye contact with each member to confirm they understood, they broke apart and got into their respective positions. Ghost stood behind Hangman, hating herself for admiring his well-defined, muscular back. She barely heard Coyote yell "hike" before the game began. Ghost darted forward to him, trying to scan and understand the mayhem at the same time. She noticed a small break in the defense between Halo and Omaha. Hangman ran behind Coyote and faked grabbing the ball. In the blink of an eye, Ghost took the football instead and sprang forward, taking advantage of the gap she'd noticed earlier and bursting through it. Hangman chased after her, keeping Payback and Rooster at bay from gaining on Ghost as she cruised into the endzone. Hondo blew the whistle, alerting the teams to the swift touchdown.

"Now that's how you start off a game!" Coyote shouted, throwing his hands up proudly into the air. Ghost chucked the ball back toward him in a perfect spiral before jogging back to her team. On the way there, Rooster asked, "Where the hell did you learn how to play and throw like that?"

Taking one out of Jake's playbook, she said, "Old acquaintance."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rooster's head turn toward Hangman, but thankfully, the aviator didn't prod.

With the element of surprise gone for Ghost and eyes now trained on her after that touchdown, she never got another good chance to run the ball through like that. They switched up tactics to throwing the ball mostly. Ghost had fun tackling people, including an impressive takedown of Rooster before he hit the endzone. Hangman lifted his hand to high-five her for it, and not wanting to cause any scene, she returned it, albeit with a hard slap that left her hand stinging.

Right before the game ended, Hangman scored a touchdown and made it known to the world, celebrating in a way Ghost could only describe as "hulking out." Every muscle popped out in definition in the process, and Ghost couldn't help but ogle. She hated how good he looked right now.

The Daggers retired to the picnic table where Penny sat. Juliette stood a little ways away, playing fetch with the dogs. Rooster jogged up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently lifting her belly. Ghost saw Juliette visibly relax and sink against him, closing her eyes in relief while he lifted the weight strain off her back that her growing belly caused. The couple waited for Raptor and Lightning to run back to them before they joined the group. Hangman gave up his seat for Juliette, who gladly accepted it.

"I'm grabbing drinks. Who wants what?" Coyote asked, pulling out his phone and pretending to take orders like a waiter. "Got it. I'll be right back."

"I'll help," Ghost offered, deciding a reprieve from the beating sun would be welcome.

"I'll join. Don't think you two have enough hands to carry the drinks for everyone," Hangman said, strutting over to her.

"Coyote has big hands, so I think we're fine."

"Appreciate it," Coyote remarked, winking appreciatively at her innuendo. She grabbed her phone from her bag and followed him into the Hard Deck, Hangman on her heels. The trio went behind the bar and started grabbing the drinks, although none of them could find the lemonade Juliette requested.

"Might be in the back. I'll go check," Coyote said. He swiftly disappeared to the back room before either Hangman or Ghost could argue.

"That was subtle," Hangman remarked, shooting Ghost an amused grin, which she ignored. She wanted to get away from Jake Seresin as quickly as possible before she gave in to the temptation to talk to him. If Ghost did, all the pent-up anger, and more importantly, the pent-up betrayal and hurt, risked boiling over. She intended to have fun today, and fighting with him would spoil that plan. Of course, Hangman was never one to back down, and he sighed at her silence. "Still not talking to me?"

"No," she replied shortly.

"You just did."

"Shut up."

"Annie-"

"Don't call me that," Ghost snapped defensively, heart-wrenching at the affectionate nickname she'd only ever allowed him to call her. It'd been so long since she'd heard it, and it made the nostalgia of their relationship burst into her mind, threatening to make her throw caution to the wind and cause her to forgive him for everything. Ghost quickly reminded herself that if she let him in again, he'd only hurt her again, sooner or later.

"Annalise, I know now's not the time to talk-"

"At least we can agree on something."

"-but I do want to. It's been almost six years. Surely-" he stopped short, pausing for a moment- "Why is Kyle Peterson calling you?"

Ghost groaned inwardly, forgetting she'd placed her phone on the counter in full view for anyone to see incoming calls or texts. "Not that it's any of your business, but he's an ex. Of sorts."

"You- you dated Kyle Peterson?" Hangman demanded, miffed. "Do I need to remind you what a dickhead he was to us-"

"No, you don't," Ghost interrupted shortly, standing with beer bottles in hand and staring him down. "He was an asshole in high school. Most teenagers are, but I know he was worse because he was friends with Nick."

"Yeah, so what possessed you to date him?"

"I ran into him at the store when I returned to Texas a month ago, and he started chatting to me. He doesn't hang out with Nick anymore, and he apologized for being such a dick to us in high school. He acted like he changed, so I accepted the date when he asked me out. It went on for about a month before I realized he hadn't changed at all and dumped him. He's not taking it well and has been calling me non-stop to try and win me over. I'm ignoring him. That's all. The only reason I still have his number in my phone is to know when he's calling so I can ignore him."

Hangman glowered at Ghost, although whether it was directed at her or at Kyle, she couldn't quite tell. The buzzing of the phone had stopped, but a few seconds later, it started back up again. "Do you want me to stop him for you?"

"No, it's fine. He'll get the message sooner or later. Besides, I don't want to owe you any favors."

Hangman's narrowed eyes darted to the phone. "Then do me a favor and let me handle him."

"No. I don't want you owing me any favors either."

"Don't be stubborn-"

"I'm not. I don't want you getting involved and aggravating the situation. Sometimes silence is the best solution."

Hangman chuckled humorlessly. "You'd know all about silence."

"You're one to talk," Ghost retorted, setting the beer bottles down to swipe her phone off the counter. "You know, I said I didn't want to talk to you and look what's happened: I talked to you, and now I'm in a bad mood. This is exactly what I knew would happen."

"I don't want to fight with you, Ghost," Hangman said softly, his green eyes startlingly vulnerable. "I just-"

"I found it!" Coyote declared victoriously, lifting a glass bottle of lemonade. His cheerfulness faded when he saw the expressions of his friends. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Only the conversation you'd expect for leaving us alone," Ghost responded, grabbing the beer bottles. "I'll see you outside."

Going against every nerve in her body screaming at her to abort the mission and escape the get-together with the Daggers, she wouldn't go yet. She wanted to hang out with Juliette and Rooster some more before heading home. It'd been too long since she'd seen her friends, and no one would come between that. Besides, what's the worst that could happen if she stayed?

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ALIAS / NAME: Wilds is our collective name and it's what I prefer atm since it doesn't make assumptions about who's fronting, but if you want to be super specific you can call me (the one you're usually talking to/the host/the main writer here) Coyote, or pretty much any canine or corvid or other animal-you-feel-is-appropriate themed nickname you can come up with. I can never fully settle on something for myself so. SHRUGS. I don't really have a name of my own as far as I'm concerned. Everyone knows me as different things and I like it that way.

BIRTHDAY: It's in February!

ZODIAC: Pisces

HEIGHT: 5'3. I'm not quite pocket-sized but I'm very easy to hold. Hold me. Please. I make a really good blanket.

HOBBIES: Hmm. I play ukulele (badly) and write poetry and songs sometimes. I sometimes mod breedfiles in a virtual pet game from the 00s for fun. I don't have much in the way of hobbies aside from writing/RPing/character creation otherwise, because I never have... energy...

FAV. COLOUR: Gold but I'm particular about the hue. I like oranges, reds, and yellow-greens too. This of course varies tremendously between system members so I'm very much just speaking for myself here. ☕ likes purples, blacks and greys a lot, for example.

FAV. BOOK: The Bedlam Stacks by Natasha Pulley.

LAST SONG: Maps - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

LAST MOVIE / SHOW: Succ.ession. I'm on like episode 4 or something. I think I had to take a break because it shows some stroke recovery stuff and that's tough for me to watch given what happened with my partner.

RECENT READ: Uhhh I last read The Wake in the mansand series, I think... WAIT no I guess technically it's the Near Dark script LMAO.

INSPIRATION: I'm inspired by music and other people's writing a lot. Poetry and screenplays tend to really spark my muse for some ungodly reason. I don't know man. Really depends on who's around. My system also inspires our writing A Lot TM in ways that are fairly obvious once you get to know us.

STORY BEHIND URL: I knew it was a Corinth.ian centered comic so I stole the title before I'd even read the damn thing. Now I'm super glad I did because that comic is VERY apt for my Corinth in particular. Every time they release a new issue I become more canon.

tagged: @ohsunshine my beloved.

tagging: everyone i know is doing it already let me rest

#( ooc. )#[ the irony of me trying to answer this specifically for myself but I'm dissociating a bit. kjsnfkjsdnf ]

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I'm sorry if I sounded impatient or rude or anything, my Tumblr has been acting up all week and I just really thought it ate my Ask because it was too big or something. I totally understand the computer problems though, all too well. Sorry that happened.

I can’t believe other kids did it too. I’m still so shocked, I don’t know how to process that. It’s sooooo good to hear.

Dude, I’m currently obsessed with ‘Kevin (Probably) Saves The World’ and that’s where all my giffing is going into right now (if tumblr ever fixes the tags so my sets actually show up XP), I love it soooo much! And it’s so much fun to gif. X) And YES those gifs by whumpypepsigal are literally what got me here; I had no idea there was a whump community until I saw those amazing ‘Raising Dion’ sets and I found you all through that! I’m so thankful for that person for those sets. I had actually wanted to start writing fanfiction again for ‘Raising Dion’ specifically to whump Jason and to fix what they did with his character. XP Ahhhhhh and yes ‘The Event’ whump is sooooooo good I love Jason in there like AHHHH!!!!! His whole storyline in that episode is so fantastic I watch it over and over again and just live in content. XD Gosh but I could go on and on about Jason. :P

My sister is the only one that knows about me too, and she doesn’t fully understand it either, but she doesn’t judge me for it for now so I’m just holding on to that. If my mom knew, she’d probably think I was possessed by a demon or something for being sadistic. It’s really scary to think about. I’m really glad I can come here and chat with you about it and not feel alone.

Okay, so I’m a little confused; I looked up ‘Sexual Attraction’ and everything I read says it means ‘you find someone hot or pretty or attractive’, so I definitely have that with actors, but then other sites say it’s ‘wanting to have sex with that person’, which I definitely do NOT have. So am I asexual or am I not? And literally everything you described about Arousal is exactly me (especially the ‘TMI’ part, I’m really thankful you described it that way because I couldn’t possibly know how to describe it but it’s amazing to see it in words), so I’m confused again; if I’m not asexual and I still have these arousal feelings from whump, does that make me a sadist after all? I’m sorry if these are embarrassing questions to ask, I just don’t know who else to ask, and all my googling has been very confusing and not helpful. I find many, many actors hot and that’s what makes them whumpees for me, especially if they have really good screams or pained noises. And an equally attractive pained face. I’m really scared that I am a sadist.

It’s okay if you don’t want to answer these questions, I guess it’s kind of weird. I'm sorry.

Oh no you didn't! Not at all! Tumblr eats asks alllll the time so it's a legit concern :) We're good! Yeah my computer is super old so it gets temperamental sometimes and I can't afford a new one. Plus this one still has windows 7 and i love windows 7 lol. So I can just be slow sometimes to answer.

Nice! No one has ever even heard of Kevin Probably Saves the World but it was so good and I'm so bitter it was cancelled!! God Jason Ritter whump is the best. I love it.

Same! Doesn't get it but doesn't judge. It's nice. She's a writer who focuses on fluff but she now comes to me when she needs help with a whump scene lol. And omg yes my mom would be the same! She already thinks I'm a massive weirdo and a little fucked up based solely on what kinds of things I watch. If she knew my whump love I'd definitely be sent to therapy. So I totally understand that particular fear.

Oh god yeah it's all very confusing for sure. I do have a whole tag for asexual related things if you wanna check that out: https://aceofwhump.tumblr.com/tagged/asexual

That definition of sexual attraction always confused and bothered me when I see it on sites because I feel like that's not exactly it. So I think I'll start with a few definitions and explanations which I think might help.

For starters, sexual attraction and arousal/sex drive are two separate things. One can feel arousal without any sexual attraction and vice versa. Your sex drive and arousal is just your body going "I want sex". Sexual attraction is "I want sex with that person". Arosual can happen when your body is stimulated and doesn't have to have anything to do with attraction. Just like you can be attracted to someone but not have the drive to sleep with them.

Secondly asexuality is experiencing little to no sexual sexual attraction. That's it. That's the only "requirement". You might have a high libido/sex drive or no libido. Doesn't make a person any less or more ace. Personally I have a fairly high libido but absolutely zero attraction. So I just take care of myself and I'm good. Some asexuals choose have sex without feeling sexual attraction.

And there are different types of attractions. Sexual, romantic, sensual, aesthetic, and more. Sexual attraction: I want to have sex with that person. Romantic attraction: I want to date that person. Sensual attraction: I want to hold their hand or cuddle with that person. Aesthetic attraction: that person is pleasing to look at. Platonic attraction: I want to be friends with that person.

The hard part, at least for me, is figuring out which of them you are feeling in the moment. And a lot fo times these overlap with each other too which makes things confusing as well. I most often feel aesthetic, platonic, and sensual attraction. I do not feel sexual or romantic hence why I identify as asexual and aromantic.

Sexual attraction makes zero sense to me to be honest. I don't get it. People have described it to me but it's not an easy thing for people to describe cause they just feel it and know what it is. The best way I can describe it as when allos (people who are not under the asexual umbrella) see someone they find sexually attractive then those feeling like we get with whump. Like they'll look at someone and "think damn that person is hot and I would like to have sex with them" and the physical feelings happen at the same time. The word hot is used literally because attractive people make them feel hot. Which I definitely don't get lol. I don't know about you but that has literally never happened to me in my life. So sexual attraction is the "I want to have sex with this person". The "finding someone hot or pretty" is much more aesthetic attraction. You can find someone beautiful and not want to have sex with them. My whumpees are all people I find hot aesthetically. Any time I say a character/actor is hot I mean aesthetically. I like to look at them like I enjoy a nice sculpture or painting. I do not want to have sex with a painting. That sounds like you too.

As for sadism, I can't speak too much about this because I am not one but as I understand it, sadists derive sexual pleasure from inflicting pain on others. There's nothing wrong with that as long as you and your partner are both consenting to whatever you do in the bedroom. Lots of people enjoy that. It's not bad. If you wonder if you're a sadist ask yourself and reflect on whether this fits with you. For example, with myself cause I also wondered the same thing, in my actual life i do not like hurting people, I don't find anything sexually pleasing about hurting others so I am not a sadist. But I do want to make it clear that there isn't anything wrong with being a sadist! It all comes down consent. If you and your partner are consenting amd happy then you're good! You do you!

Honestly when it comes to whump, the way I see it is if you view it as a sexual thing than it is but if you don't think of it as sexual then it's not.

So me personally, I do not derive any sexual pleasure from whump at all. My feelings and sensations seem to be similar to what people experience with sexual attraction but I don't view whump as a sexual thing to me at all so in my head what I feel is not sexual attraction. What exactly it is I honestly don't know. I think that's why I love the term whumperflies. It gives this feeling it's own thing and I love that. There's no element of sex with whump to me at all. For some people there is though and that's totally cool! We all have our likes and dislikes and none are bad so long as we aren't hurting others (without their consent anyway ;) ).

In the end it's totally up to you how you view things. Based on what you've said it sounds a lot like me in that whump is not a sexual thing for you but rather you enjoy the aesthetics of it and the whumperflies ot gives you. But I'm not gonna tell you for certain because ultimately it's up to you to decide what you feel! I can offer advice and definitions and my own experiences though which I hope helps some.

So that was my very long slightly ramble response. I hope it's somewhat helpful 😅

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