#going in a traditional direction atm

[rinbowaman]

Mermaids Tale FINALE!

It's here! so a quick note before you start reading, this originally had alot more to it and was going to be split into three finale parts (and eventually i will revise and do that) but i'm on a time crunch because i have to start preparing for school and there's so much work to be done (all the one shots and ofc HHP and TO) so i'm trying to get everything finished before i take a break to focus on classes and not leaving my wonderful readers dry with ongoing works, not to mention some family trips coming up is also going to take away my time from writing. This chapter is still good and has all the meat and potatoes, just...i wanted it to be way longer and add more to it. But alas! here's to another end of a great series (i really do love this series) sorry it's not proofread (i really wanted to but again...time is not on my side atm) I gotta get ready for TO and finish these one shots!

Warnings: Okay, seriously, this piece has some very extreme non/dub con content, so please please please if that stuff makes you uncomfortable in any way, do not read. As you all may know, yandere's have many methods in emotionally/mentally detaining their darlings, and sometimes (usually the westernized and more modern yandere traits) show yanderes physically altering/maiming their darlings from escaping (such as cutting off limbs) but i opt for the traditional yanderes that don't have any intentions of seriously hurting their darlings (not in that way) but they are still crazy and violate some aspects of human rights, non/dub con is the method they normally resort to in 'taming' their darlings and this chapter has that (a bit more strongly than what i've written thus far) so please do not read if this makes you uncomfortable. There are also mentions of murder, isolation, and kidnapping (you know...traditional yandere stuff) but i promise, regardless of what is mentioned, this is a good read. Please enjoy.

The two Adams engrossed themselves into a stare down, leaving you at a blind sight behind Heeseung while he stood as the blockade between you and the unfamiliar Adam. Their manner in communication became evident that the two knew each other, but how? 

“Move aside, Heeseung.”

Heeseung didn’t move. He stood steadfast as his jaw clenched, he wasn’t going to let anyone come near what was his.

“I said move, boy! Or else—“

“Or else what?”

The man scoffed out a semi defeated breath. “Feeling brave? Or are we just putting on a show for the oceanic Angel?”

“She’s not yours. She never was.” Heeseung smirked out as he crossed his arms. You remained cornered, confused as you gazed on Heeseung’s backside while the other Adam looked over in your direction. His eyes were dark and rather desperate, desperate for you. Meanwhile, Heeseung remained composed and entirely too confident in his demeanor, what did he have up in his sleeve that would allow him to be so poised and relaxed when another Adam was vying for your ownership? You hated the thought of it but let’s be honest, that’s exactly what was happening before your own eyes. 

“Tell you what grandson—“

Grandson?

“Let’s make a deal; you leave now, and I’ll give the entire rights to the corporation in your name. From there, you can have electric men under your thumb to search and scour every part of the world and bring back all the Sirens you want. You can have them all. Just leave this one with me, everything else will be yours. Deal?”

Heeseung remained with an everlasting smirk presently ingrained on his youthful face. “A deal, huh?” He calmly starts out with, seemingly considering what his so-called grandfather was pitching. Was he actually going to toss you off to this man? Why can’t they just leave you alone? You’ve done no harm to anyone, all you wanted, more than anything on this world, was to be free and swim off into the ocean. The waters your ancestors were born in, just a few hundred feet out from the beach rental you seemed to be stuck in. 

“I don’t make deals. At least not anymore.” Heeseung’s tone grew wild with fury, his eyes darken and all lustful glaze disappeared as the matte black coloring took over, igniting a demonic appeal. 

“What is wrong with you?! Are you fucking insane?! Heeseung!” His grandfather spat out of rage, completely dissatisfied with Heeseung’s tone. 

“Yeah…I am.” Heeseung calmly denotes as his dark chuckle continues to grow into a crazed laughter. “I am so fucking insane, you have no idea! Ah fuck…” biting down on his lowe lip, he slurps in the bit of drool that leaks out; his appearance became too menacing for you to handle, so you shoved your face into the corner of the wall and cradled your sight from looking much longer at his face. The tone of his words weren’t very pleasing, despite covering your ears, you picked up everything he said. 

With his arms still crossed, he elevates his hand, spreading his fingers violently as he buries his face into the palm, dragging it downward. He looked like a madman, so sadistically frightening as one eye peels through his knuckles. “I’m soooooo insane…because of her…I’ve thought of things that have never crossed my mind before. Because of her…I am willing to use my capabilities, not to help others, but to protect her instead—to keep her…ravish her…love her and thrust into her until she tastes every inch of me…to the point where she will someday share my level of insanity.”

What is he saying? You couldn’t believe your ears, this man has gone completely mad! You panicked as your body trembles, it was almost as if you had to root for the lesser of two evils, but you weren’t entirely sure which one of them was it. Was Heeseung’s grandfather? The man who looked dull compared to his grandson, who stood laughing maniacally, oozing out words that distinguished great mental distress for you. 

“SHE…will be the only thing I live for…I’ll die for her, kill for her, I’ll skin the entire world alive just only for her…..what a fucking idiot you are, for ever thinking that a handful of Sirens weee ever worth trading her in. You could promise me an entire ocean filled with them and I still wouldn’t ever give her up…she’s nothing like the rest….she’s nothing like I ever seen…and she’s all mine.” 

Heeseung turns to face you, at that moment you started to hyperventilate. His gaze was all too much, and you couldn’t bear the thought of what he had in mind to do to you. “All…fucking…mine…from the moment we first touched…” he takes his steps closer, you panicked. “Get away! Stop!” 

His voice remains calm and tender as he continues to pierce your personal space. “From the moment we shared voices at that karaoke bar…”

“Stop!”

“And from the moment…I saw your face when—“

His words came to a pause, or rather, it was all replaced by a loud groan of anguish and pain. You looked up to see the other Adam, his grandfather, standing off to the side with the lamp post in hand. He had struck his own descendant, yet the expression of his actions quickly made you realize that he too, was afraid of the repercussions. He’s never seen his own relative like this, despite being an Adam himself, he never once became the way Heeseung had. It was enough for him to gain courage, and for once, gaining the intention to help release you rather than just keeping you for yourself. Sure, there was generations of instinctive nature between Adams and Sirens; the former being the most dominant and yearning of two, and while Sun Juan felt it within his heartbeat to keep and touch you, he was nowhere malicious enough to develop murderous habits as his own grandson spoke of. “Run…” he tells you. Shaking as he arms himself with the lamp post, while Heeseung stumbles towards the wall, gripping onto his head. “I said fucking run! Do you want him to catch you?!” 

His voice was urgent, sending shivers to your spine as you quickly got up and exited the rental. Running through the hall, you leave behind a scuffling scene with the sound of masculine groans and shattered glass. As far as you were concerned, the two could fight it off and take their time with it, this was your chance to run…run to the sea. 

You burst through the front door, and climbed down the wooden stairway, making a rounded turn as you ran outside the frontal perimeter of the beach house. You reach the back end, and there over yonder, you could hear just as clearly as you could see, was the raging water calling your name. You shuffle off your sneakers, and stripped off your blouse as you ran through the repeated mounds of sand. The sight of sea foam becomes clearer the closer you edge on to the shallow water. You could smell the salty air, the scene was exactly the way you remembered so long ago when you first visited…when you first found out what you really were. 

Almost there.

So close, the dampened sand squished in between your toes and you could feel that tingly sensation come through. The nerves in your legs become blazed with overwhelming heat and pressure, it was discomforting and painful, just the way you remembered. You lose balance, and your legs become numb and weak; the denim of your jeans shred and tear as the dazzling scales reappear. After so many years, for the first time since your 15th year, you were  changing back into the maiden of the sea. The remnants of your attire shred to pieces, and you discard what was left until nothing clothed you. Unable to walk, you edged closer to the deeper end as you used your upper body strength, and dig your fingers in the sand as you crawled towards the roaring waves, dragging your mermaid tail behind. Your fingers feel the smooth and flourishing rush of water feeding under your palms, easing your migration to the deep end. The image of your mother appears before your eyes. 

Mama…I’m coming…I’m coming to find you.

……………….

“Gotcha!”

You screamed as you felt the sudden tug on your tail. A strong grip punches your scales as the weight climbes up towards your hips, waist, and rests around your shoulders. “Aaaaaah!!!! Stop!!! Let me go!!! Get off!! You can’t do this to me!!! Let me go!”

You feel yourself being lifted from the sandy shoreline, carried princess style as you are left helpless and immobile. The tipped edge of your tail fin drags against dry sand, indicating that you were being taken farther and farther away from the ocean front. You could feel the sensation of your nerves coming back to you as the scales on your bottom region start to dry up, telling you that you were soon changing back to your normal state. With pitiful sobs, you each across his broadened chest as he cradles you forcefully in his arms. You loop one arm around his shoulder while your free hand reaches out and grabs the air while the view of the shore slowly disappears. 

“Please…..please let me go…let me go home….”

………………….

A year had nearly passed since the event of Heeseung’s duel with his grandfather, who had been dead since that night. You never inquired about how it all went down, after you rushed out of the house, all you knew was that the harrowing events from being taken from the sea, you learned that Heeseung had made special preparations in not only taking over his grandfather’s legacy, which included his entire corporation, but to eradicate all those closest to him. His great-grandfather, as you later learned.

You never met his brothers, since they too were Adams, Heeseung had taken precautionary measures to send them on assignments overseas once he manipulated the legal documents to have everything assigned under his name. His father, brothers, and the rest of the males that shared the same bloodline, all sent and kept far away from you. No one…was allowed to look, to touch, or to even dream of you. 

……

“You’re all mine…now say it.”

As his words echo throughout your brain, you fall down in memory lane and recall the image of what you saw in the mirror that very night, after Heeseung dragged you away from the ocean waters, past the corpse of his mangled grandfather, and right into the shower.

That night…..

……………

“Please let me go! Let me go! You can’t do this!”

You grab onto whatever your fingers grazed as Heeseung carried you back inside the beach rental. The view of blood splatter on the walls told you of a brutal fight, one that ended with the elder Adam laying breathlessly on the floor. The sight of it all caused you to panic and about once more. “Let me go! I don’t want this! Let me go, I want to be free!” 

By the time he enclosed you both in the shower room, your tail dried out, leaving you entirely nude as your legs returned. You cover yourself as you crawl against the sink cabinet, covered in semi-dried sand with your hair sticking to skin. You cry as you hear the latch of the door is set to lock, with Heeseung blocking it. He doesn’t say anything, at least not immediately. He looks over his shoulder and walks over to the elaborate stand in shower, surrounded by the glass wall. He turns the faucet and sets the water just at the right temperature; the screeching of the faucet dial causes you to look over, and to your horror you watch as Heeseung removes his own blouse, leaving only his wet jeans to remain as he flexes his abdominal muscles. 

Once again, you hyperventilate as you dread what he was about to do. “No please….please…please don’t do this.”

He ignores your please and didn’t even bother to look your way, instead, he places his hand under the sprinkled rain drops under the shower head, savoring the warm temperature. “Come here darling…let’s get all that sand off you.” 

You tucked your face away against the wooden cabinet door, when you hear his foot steps grow closer, followed by his harsh grip around your nude body. Still too weak from the transformation, you couldn’t stand let alone walk or run. You sobbed against his bare shoulder as you felt him lift and carry you over to the glass box. He sets you down on the tiled floor, recognizing that you were unable to flee. It only made this easier for him. 

You lay mercilessly on the floor as the water washes over your body, your hair pooling around you gracefully. The sound of his zipper drawing downward, while the buckling of his belt loosens made you wince in fear as the weight of damp denim plops down on the floor became the icing on the cake. 

“Please…” 

Again, he ignores your pleas. You feel yourself being lifted from the tile floor and pressed against the glass, chest forward with his body plastered to your backside. You felt the warm droplets coating your skin, and his warm hands roaming every inch of your nude frame. He tenderly moves the wet pieces of your hair away from your neck, and latches his mouth on. Indulging the savoring sweetness of water and your own skin, he remains glued to you, all the while his hands continue to rub your waist and hips. He takes the girth of his shaft in hand, and begins stroking it as it pokes your derrière, causing you to cry hysterically as you felt the motions of his palm moving up and down. Releasing your neck, he finally decides to speak.

“How do I even begin to tell you…how often I’ve thought about you like this?” He breathes out heavily as he buries his face against the nook of your neck, taking your breath away as the sensation of his lashes, the tip of his nose, and his pursed lips pressed against your skin…it felt so…

“I’ve only known you for such a short amount of time…yet you had such an effect on me…you became the only thing I could think about…breathe in…and spit out.” He over exaggerates an inhale as he sniffs your skin, dragging his nose tip along your neckline, right up to your jaw, all the while he continues to stroke his lengthy member as it remains pressed against the plumpness of your rear end. “How do I tell you?….how?”

Your cries soften, maybe it was the way his tender words came out; so soft and calm through that deep and sensual voice of his. Perhaps it was the way he was touching you, a sensation you only felt with him, despite your reluctance, yet it felt like a blessing to your curse. No man could make you feel, make you realize or yearn, just his. To  feel skin…to feel warmth of someone else’s body, or the shrilled coldness of their hands. To feel their lips as they adorn you with kisses, or the feeling of their breaths coating your ear when they whisper into it. To feel all of this for the first time, from not feeling pain, pleasure, or touch, to feeling it all at once it was…it was…

“I-I don’t know..I don’t know how…” you whimpered out as you find yourself submissively falling for his touch. “Please….don’t…” you beg one last time, giving it your last shot to stand strong, yet the soft desiring tone of your voice made it obvious—you already lost. 

“Come here baby, let me show you.”  He whispers from the side of your cheek, before he tilts you to look over shoulder and kisses you. The thick and lengthy muscle migrates from your rounded cheeks and probes through your thighs. Devouring you into a fierce kiss of hunger, you feel the rounded, bulbous tip of his cock breaching your entrance. You gasp out of the striking sting of pain as he pushes…more…and more. Finally, the tip breaks through and enters. With just the tip inside, the right sensation of your walls squeezing the life out of his head was already overwhelming and sensational. So much, that he had to pause and take a moment to gasp out his oncoming climax. “Fuck…” he breathes out heavily, all the while you remain in his right grasp wincing and trembling in pain. “You feel better than I imagined…how am I going to fuck you properly when you feel this good?”

“D-don’t…dont…” you gasp out as the pressure cause you to become incoherent. 

“Hm? Tell me how.” He antagonizes, finding his motivation and senses coming back as he hears your helpless and whimpering pleas. It all fueled him to get more out of you. “Tell me how baby…” 

He begins thrusting the remaining length of his shaft inward. He had intentions of starting slow and gentle, considering you never once felt the touch of someone’s fingers let alone tasting cock for the first time, but he couldn’t contain himself anymore. The screams of your beautiful voice bouncing off the tiles as he thrusted the leaked pre-cum to glaze your walls made it all too much for him to take things slow. No, he had to go in hard, deep, and fast…he needed to fuck you. It was in his nature, he needed to breed with you, dip deep into your belly where he was going to release his entire lust and create the product of his love for you. 

For you, the sensation started out too conflicting. Initially, you were disgusted and angered by the fact that the man had restrained and forced you into this, yet the feeling of touch…something your cursed lineage prevented you from indulging, was starting to make you feel differently about him. The feeling of touch, skin on skin contact was already something you hadn’t gotten used to, but to feel it from the inside…to feel his own extremity pulsate, throb, and twitch inside your womanhood as the faint remnants of first blood dripped down into the drain. The sting of pain and discomfort fades, and you feel a tingle knot formulate. There was an intense pressure in between the folds of your cavity, something that was only satisfied as he took each thrust and pelted you with his violating member. It felt glorious, of all the sensations you could feel for the first time, this was something that, now you’ve experienced it, couldn’t live without. No matter how rough, dementing, and crazy he was, you couldn’t help but yearn more for his touch, his licks, and those devouring kisses. He leans in, pressing your breasts and palms agains the glass wall, and there before you was the large mirror hovering above the sink. It displayed the reflected image of your united silhouettes behind the steamed glass; his shadow showing the motions of what he was doing from behind, as he thrusted and held onto you tightly. The nipples of your breasts and prints of your fingers were the only thing that could be made out clearly as they smudge and smear the glass, succumbing to the bouncing motions of his sickening pumps of cocking you. 

You weren’t sure how you felt about the reflection, normally, you would have cried and shuttered your sight away from it, but the longer you admired it, the more it caused you to feel….strange…almost funny….like you wanted to watch…you wanted to see more…you wanted him to do more…it was an internal feeling you’ve never felt in your life, yet here it was overcoming your better senses. You found that, in this moment, nothing mattered to you anymore. You didn’t care about preserving your pureness, about escaping, about your freedom…you didn’t care. Perhaps you’ll regret saying that after he’s had his fille with you, but for now, all you could think about, was…

“Ah! Oh….oh God!”

“Yeah?” he pants vigorously as he hastens his thrusting motions. “You like how that feels baby?”

“Mmmmm……y-yes…p-please!” 

“Please what?” 

“Please….m-more…more! Please….do more….please don’t stop…whatever it is you’re doing….d-don’t….stop….dont ever stop…” 

He buries his nose into your neck and kisses you with the most tenderness since having you in his grasp.The way you breathed out, with your voice echoing in his ear, begging for him to merge with you forever…it was all he wanted. It’s all he needed. It was all he lived for.

You dont know how it was possible, but he quickens his thrusts yet again, the sound of skin on skin slapping rigorously, with splats of water droplets flying all around as he continued to fuck the leakage of his essence inside you under the rainfall shower head was something you never knew you’d cherished and desired. 

He goes faster…deeper….harder. “Oh fuck.”

“P-please!” faster..

“Shit…y/n…” deeper…

“Oh my God what is happening!!” you scream as you feel a rage of nerve pinching pleasure that causes you to slide against the glass. In fact, had it not been for his hold on you, you would have fallen long before when he first started pelting you with his length. You jolt upwards, yet his grip ceases you from leaping too far; he wasn’t ready to take it out, not yet. “Shh…take it baby… just like that.” 

You whimper out climatic moans as your toes curl against the hard tile. What was this feeling? What just happened? What was this heated warmth that leaked out of you? This sensation? What was it that you felt filling your gut? 

Your breasts squeak against the glass as you slide all the way down, He barely has the strength to hold your waist, shaking at the knees while he releases inside your walls. His groans calm to a deep whimper as he breathes against the back of your neck. He finally did it. He finally became one with the love of his life. 

……………………

You snap out of the memory as you hear him enter the bedroom. He comes in quietly, giving you an adorn gaze as he removes his blouse and tosses it over the lavish seating chair. He reaches up, and unties his black tie, lids growing heavy as he looks with an endearing expression. It was a look that triggered another memory, one that occurred some time after he took your virginity and made you feel touched in a way that you never knew existed…

………..

“Crying again? It’s been months now, do you plan to cry forever?” 

“Please…I just….I just want to be free again….why does it have to be this way?”

“I told you darling, you can be free from the chains when you learn to behave.”

“But….I…I dont….I can’t….Heeseung please….”

“Come on, remember all the times that I made you feel good? You like it when I do that, dont you?”

“Stop! Please, I dont want that right now. I want to be free. I want my old life back.”

“Baby…i told you. You belong to me…you are all that i’ve got…and I’m all that you have.” 

You remember how his words cut you deep, causing you to cry not because of fear, but because of the truth behind them. He was right…so right. 

“You lived your entire life with multiple identities to keep your lineage a secret. To protect your parents, siblings, and yourself. By doing so, you cut ties with your brothers, your father passed on, and your mother is lost at sea….you have no one, darling. Just me. And you truly love me, you just don’t realize it yet, which is why you have to stay locked up for a while.”

He rubs your hair in between his fingers, slowly raising it to his nose as he gently inhales the scent. He rubbed the smoothness of your strands against his cheek, indulging you, as always, giving you the same look…that he was giving you right now. Except now…there were no chains…no locks…no barred windows and concrete walls. There were no steel doors and sound proof glass. Now, you were a doll living in a life of silk and chiffon, dazzled by this man’s affection. You were always under his watchful eye, and forever entrusted by his top guards whenever he wasn’t present. You were his…all his. After a year of emotional and mental torment, you gave up and realized that, not only was he right about having only him, but he was the perfect match for you. An Adam…with the gift of longevity and supernatural abilities in the water, which only meant that whether it be land or sea, you were never far from his reach. He would always find you, and bring you back. You’ll never know what became of your mother, if she was still roaming the sea for you and her ancestors, and you’ll never know how your brothers are doing, because the world is no longer yours. You were a pearl trapped inside a shell, forever protected deep inside a sea of warmth and comfort, his comfort. Leaning against you, he pulls your backside against his chest and embraces you, as he does every night. Kissing your neck, he chuckles as he breathes over your ear. Faintly pointing over towards the opened cracked window, with the curtain dancing against the breeze, he whispers…

“Can you hear the ocean, my darling Siren?” 

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lowkey highkey stalking ur blog and saw a tag abt how u have thoughts abt s6 shigaraki. share🥹

HI thank you for asking!!

So I think you might be referring to this post about Shigaraki's s6 Fit Of All Time. The spiritual TL;DR of those tags is: I know this version of Shigaraki is a character who has reached Peak Manipulated, Tragic Story Potential, but his look is lowkey fire anyway.

(A note on the outfit: I stand by the fact that it is the Fit Of All Time. Simple. Classic. Very very cool. I overthought about it when I first saw it because I <3 overthinking about MHA and had a small Moment about Shigaraki reaching this final-ish villainous form and immediately donning a hero's cape, and the possible implications of this. Plus, and this is more of a USAmerican view I think, but a red cape is like The Superhero Accessory, because Superman (and Thor. And Doctor Strange. But mostly Superman.))

So. For context, I'm halfway-ish through Season 6 atm. It's me and my pockets full of spoilers against the world, but there have been Several Things that no amount of spoilers could have prepared me for, Shigaraki being one of them. I mean. TALK ABOUT A CORRUPTION ARC.

The thing about Shiggy is that, by the time we meet him, he has already had his traditional 'corruption arc' when AFO found him as a child and manipulated him into becoming a villain. When we talk about corruption arcs in literature, we're usually talking about this kind of moral decay (pun intended). It's the movement from 'hero' to 'villain' (or, in Shigaraki's case, 'innocent child' to 'supervillain successor.' And, yes, I know he decayed his family before he met AFO, but I'm really not going to assign any moral blame there for obvious reasons).

But Shigaraki has also had numerous other negative character arcs before we met him. He starts his life perhaps not with a happy, normal family, but with a family and a house and a dog. By the time we are introduced to him in s1, he's been living in the shadows, is isolated emotionally and physically from the people around him, and has garbage interpersonal skills and relationships. Even his name has been 'corrupted,' from the name of a hero (Shimura) to that of a villain (Shigaraki). So, it seems like Shigaraki has undergone every possible negative/corruption arc long before s6.

AND YET.

The s1 -> s6 Shigaraki journey isn't a corruption of morals or circumstances. It's a corruption of wills. When we meet Shigaraki, he's a whiny, impulsive 'manchild' (I don't remember who called him that after USJ, but it was iconic and they were correct. It might have been All Might. You go All Might). But in spite of, or maybe because of, his manchild-ness, you can definitely see that Shigaraki has willpower. He's bossy. He's actually kind of bratty. He pretty much stomps his foot and expects people to comply with his demands. If he doesn't like something, he's like, "Ew, Kurogiri, get rid of it/them this instant." AFO definitely has an unhealthy amount of influence over him at this point, but Shigaraki still plays a very active (though often unsuccessful) role in his own schemes (the Nomu attack in Hosu City, for example).

And, after AFO's arrest at Kamino, we actually see Shigaraki's will get stronger. He might flounder a little at first, lost without AFO's direct supervision, but eventually he's forced to start making real decisions for and about the League. This character growth reaches its apex when he takes over the Paranormal Liberation Front. (Note: red cape again. Grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him, etc.)

But THEN. Season 6. The literal battle of wills. If AFO prevails, he will have destroyed pretty much the only thing Shigaraki has left. It's like. The ultimate corruption arc. Corruption of the self. BTW in case it wasn't clear I want to roundhouse kick AFO into another dimension. I genuinely like most of the villains in MHA but he is the Emperor Palpatine of this story and it shows. [MANGA SPOILERS FOR THE REST OF THIS PARAGRAPH] I really, really wanted Shigaraki to throw him down the proverbial reactor shaft Darth Vader-style, but from what I understand that ship has sailed. Boooooo.

So now s6 Shigaraki is walking a very thin line between the success of this final corruption arc, that of his autonomy, and finally breaking some aspect of AFO's control over his entire life. It is a very, very thin line, because even if AFO can't control him anymore, he's the reason Shigaraki is WHO he is and WHERE he is (and WHAT he is, if we get into the whole Nomu-ification storyline).

So, yeah. Walking a very thin line. But at least he looks good doing it!! Wearing a disembodied hand on your face is OUT, wearing a tattered red cape is IN. What does it symbolize? Shigaraki personifying what he blames heroes for--destroying society--while dressing up as one of them? Shigaraki becoming his own hero by finally 'achieving his dream' of being powerful enough to destroy the world that hurt him? Foreshadowing that Shigaraki, wearing a hero's literal costume, and AFO are in some way opposed now? The author wanting to draw a really cool cape??? Who knows!! But I love it sm.

#THANK YOU FOR THE ASK #i'm sorry i wrote an essay i just really like talking about character arcs #and every time i get an ask like this my heart grows three sizes #bnha meta #mha meta #shigaraki tomura #afo #ask #anon #long post #liza blather #liza watches mha #more like liza hyper organizes her blog and still struggles to find things #edit: i just noticed i didn't put a read more on this besties i am so sorry

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Atla The Rift comic sucks part 1

Comparing apples and zucchinis

The past vs future, change vs tradition is very interesting dilemma to explore. And they've chosen two good representatives for each side - Aang, the last of his kind and the avatar vs Toph who refuses to be bound, creates new style of bending utilizing modern structure, does what she wants really. Secondary are acolytes vs factory, same thing. And my God do they suck at pitting these two against each other. Both of these sides take everything in the world and go me. Like those Katara touches necklace memes "lets eat. my mother used to eat". Connecting things that have very little to do each other just so we can have a conflict. misunderstanding but it's unintentional. They just lost the ability to make comprehensive parallels.

100+ year old ritual = bad parenting

Rituals are rooted in tradition. We do them because they are symbolic, we do what we do because that's how it's done. We honor our roots, ancestors etc etc

The phrase triggers unhappy memories for Toph, particularly of her restrictive childhood. Fair enough. But. Some of these aren't even "tradition", her parents were just like that. "This is how it's done" is no logical response to "why can't I play with other kids". There have to be rich kids with friends out there. Blind kids with friends. This is solely Beifong issue. I despise forced parallels

The following statement is just incorrect:

He didn't forget (although 100+ years are justifiable excuse). He was 10 and wasn't paying attention in the first place, figured there is plenty more festivals to remember. It wasn't celebrated because the peeps are dead. A genocide if you will. The world wouldn't end even if there were no humans around, doesn't mean we should just cease all cultural activities

Also it was ESTABLISHED that we're doing this for AANG. You know, our beloved friend the last Airbender? He wants to honor his long gone culture for a special day. Also also past avatar has something important to say, what if something happens (and something ALWAYS happens)

Instead of addressing any of this Aang goes the air nomad philosophy route. just WHY? These are not insults just for the sake of insulting, they have opposing views and should talk about it maybe. Were not even in the place to have change vs tradition argument, we're just having a field trip atm. Simple "this is really important for me and I want to share this day with my found family" solves everything but noooo. Zen mode, it will sort itself out, I'm not actively getting involved (man. this is TOPH. you should know better. rock beats airbender etc etc)

Toph is mean just to be mean. Not the cuddliest character but when did she go around insulting your every move? Especially since they didn't really ask her to do anything. You don't have to actively participate, why are you complaining in every panel? OOC behavior just to keep that gaang rift nice and divided

I can't spend 30 seconds to explain why we're about to be pulverized but I can do ancient history 101

he doesn't deny this! why. to have aang vs toph and co that's why. the most pointless fight in existence. because we have time for that apparently

the spirit is just asshole in the end

I'm not pulling caps for this. Yangchen did everything to keep her promise, not her fault Sozin happened. And let's not forget people ran away in all directions from fire nation for a century, why wouldn't they inhabit this nice empty land? The spirit was angry about his friend's demise (turns out she did that herself and is very chill. And can manifest freely too). Spirit does not ask for balance in any way, shape or form, humans must die so that I can have this land to stare at. What if some spirits decided to reside in Ba Sing Se, we destroy entire city? I thought that refinery screwing nature was going to be the big plot point but nope. Cabbage restaurant -gone. Houses - gone. You can't even walk here, disrespectful, gtfo. Extreme situation that calls for stupid resolution - spirit dead. Although looking back I can find some appreciation for not managing to tie everything nicely, cookie cutter avatar style. But imagine how much better it would've been if conflicts were well written in the first place

We got another festival so all is well?

#atla #avatar the last airbender #atla comics #atla critical #aang #toph

[fish-bowl-2]

do you have any headcanons about bro?

Oh boy! Lemme see... Admittedly, for some details, they are more akin to loose ideas since I haven't fully decided which direction I would take for my interpretation. Here are some that I am pretty confident in:

1. I like the common sentiment people seem to have that Eddy's parents had Bro when they were young (probably just out of high school or during) and inexperienced. Eddy's father might have been more heavy-handed with his discipline (which would only escalate with Bro's clear proclivity to misbehavior). I also like the idea that they lived in a city/urban area before moving to Peach Creek. Bro would have probably been a late preteen/young teen by that point, and moving at that age can be pretty tumultuous. After all, you are leaving behind everything you are familiar with to an entirely different environment. He probably held on to a lot of resentment towards his parents for that (and ultimately took that out on his baby brother).

2. On that note, I think that moving could have served a multipurpose opportunity in his parents' eyes. Not only would it be a "fresh" start for them with a new kid, but a way to get Bro away from "bad influences," aka friends and people he was already aquainting himself with. Being pulled away from those people, no matter if the intention was well-meaning, likely just made Bro feel more alienated.

3. I see Bro as pretty pretentious personalitywise lol. His room definitely speaks to that alone. It is more like a pop art exhibit than a sleeping abode. He also plays a harp? And enjoys traditional European folk music? He absolutely is the type of guy to see himself as an authority on any subject. Probably because it makes him feel clever and important. He gives me the vibe of a guy who'd have a Pulp Fiction poster in his room. Does that track?

3. Not only is he good at making scams, but falling for them. He's definitely tried investing in one or more shoddy business/company/start-up a friend of a friend promised would go places. All of which end up down the gutter. My mom's coworker has a son who is trying to make it as what he calls a "professional gambler." That is the kind of career investment I see Bro attempting to move forward with. (Tbh, I kind of see Eddy as being similarly gullible to business investments/scams. Maybe it is some kind of McGee family curse, lmao).

4. Steely Dan enjoyer. I see Eddy liking them as well, but I mean Bro, probably "handed down" more than just his pornos and clothing.

That's all I can think of atm. Thank you so much for the ask. I love thinking/responding about this kind of stuff : )

#asks

[estbela]

for the character ask game.. 5, 8, 10, 12, 14, 15… (THERE ARE SO MANY SORRY)

and for the freebie question—what is ro’s favorite dessert? :0

NEVER apologise for asking me questions!!!! It brings me a lot of joy! :]

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Heududdud I don't think there's any particular song? Like, a lot of songs make me think of him but I couldn't specifically pinpoint one at the moment. Actually maybe Home by Passenger, Traveller's lullaby, She Used To Be Mine from the Waitress. A lot more songs that I cant remember atm

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Jejddjejejej I sorta ranted to you in dms about that so youre probably aware haha but. I'm not very,,,,,into making Ro a vampire. I like giving him a sorta vampire strigoi aesthetic sometimes but that's as far I'll go into that direction(sometimes I di give him magic and stuff but like. Only when it makes sense to me). I also don't like when he's reduced to having no good traits and just. Make him be like. Toxic especially in RoBul. Oh tbh I have issues with the way RoBul is portrayed sometimes. Robul doesnt have the healthiest relationship but it's both their faults! (Tbh I also have issues when he's portrayed as just being thsi friendly perfect guy.)

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

Yes!!!! I think we'd get along fine!!! Ro is the kind of person who gets along well with a bunch of people tho, he's kind of a sodial butterfly. But yeah we'd totally get along.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

he's really into astrology!!! And all kinds of magic tbh

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

hmmm...not sure. Maybe witchcore?? Tbh I associate a lot of aesthetics with him

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

Hmm...at this point it's probably obvious but serbro!!!! They are everything to me!!!

Hmm. I haven't really given that much thought. Uhh. I think he'd like most traditional romanian desserts, but his favourite dessert I'm not sure what it could be. Maybe amandines? Or papanași. Or homemade chocolate

#just talking recreationally #hetalia #romania #aph #hws #Asks #Lillipupz #:]

[allylikethecat]

Hey! Only just saw your response to the ask I sent yesterday (the one about thinking of rereading all ur fics). You mentioned wondering which was my favourite and it might have just been a throwaway comment but I am DYING to talk about it so I’m sending this ask anyway. It’s going to be a long one I apologise.

I feel like my favourite atm has to be All the Kings Horses just because it feels so REAL and I have formed an attachment to the characters already. I adore how they’re all portrayed. But also it’s so clear that you know the world so well it’s so easy to be drawn into it.

Also on that note- do you ever think you’d write something to like publish? Not like a fanfic just something you’ve created ig? I mean it’s clear you definitely could if you wanted. (Also I mean twilight wouldn’t exist without a Gerad Way fanfic writer haha)

But back to your fics I feel like I also have an attachment to a lot of the stories in the infection verse. The first story of yours that I read was the one where he scratches his eye so I guess that one always has to be partially my favourite, the ear infection one that followed too.

BUT I also really love ducklings and it’s sooo good at the moment so that might be my second favourite maybe ??

Who knows. Anyway that’s all I was going to say, I apologise for the long ask if you made it this far :)

Oh my gosh seeing this ask has absolutely made my entire day!! Thank you so much for sending this my way, it was 100% not a throw away comment, I love hearing which of my fics are resonating with people, it's a great way for me to see what's working and what's not working in my writing since I strive to improve with each project / chapter! I also LOVE talking about fic, whether it's my fic or someone else's fic, so the opportunity to do so is always welcome!! Also never apologize for sending a long ask! Literally makes my entire day!! I'm also about to write you one back that is just as long if not longer so buckle up I apologize in advance I got excited lol.

I'm SO HAPPY to hear that you're enjoying All the King's Horses!! Currently, that is my absolute favorite fic that I'm working on and I know it's a very specific, niche AU so the fact that people are giving it a chance (and enjoying it!!) makes me so happy and so extremely grateful. I love that version of the gang so much - because it is an AU where they are not a band, I feel like I've really gotten to play around with how everyone fits together and knows one another which has been so fun! I'm excited to introduce a few more figures from IRL into the All the King's Horses universe! I also just... love horses and equestrian sports so much that it's like combining my two majors obsessions / interests and it makes my heart SO HAPPY.

In terms of actually traditionally publishing some kind of original fiction some day... that would be an absolute dream. I do have a collection of original projects that I've been working on in addition to my fanfiction, but nothing that I feel is "good enough" or that I'm ready to try and share with the world in that way. I'm seriously so flattered that you think my writing is good enough to even consider pursing traditional publishing with original work 🩵 maybe one day! For now I will be continuing to make Fictional!Matty suffer in various ways 😂

AHHH I'm so happy to hear that the Eye Infection Fic is the one that pulled you in!! I also have a huge soft spot for the Infection verse (which is why we keep revisiting that version of Fictional!Matty and Fictional!George) and I have had so much fun piecing together their world and also trying to make sure there aren't any major continuity errors since it was just supposed to be a stand alone one shot when I started haha

I'm also glad you are enjoying Ducklings!! I know that's another niche trope that people either LOVE or actively avoid so thank you for giving that one a chance as well! It's kind snowballed into a monster but I think I have some direction with it now, and I'm excited for all of Fictional!Matty's secrets to be revealed!

Once again, never apologize for sending a long ask!! Thank YOU for taking the time to not only read my fics but to type up this commentary on them! I am truly going like this !!!! and am just so, so, so grateful for the support and kindness of readers like you!! I never thought that I would be engaging with anyone on Tumblr about my fic, and instead have found myself part of such a lovely little community here. Thank you so much again and I hope you had a lovely weekend and that you have a great upcoming week!

❤️Ally

#allylikethecat #ask ally #anon ask #keep it kind #fanfiction #matty fic #gatty #fanfic #make way for ducklings #mpreg #All the King's Horses #Equestrian AU #The Infection Fic verse #the infection verse fic #the infection verse #infection fic verse #infection verse fic #infection verse #seriously i am so grateful that people take the time to send me asks #and to get a long one like this?! absolutely incredible and amazing thank you so much!!

[invinciblerodent]

64 for any/all of your characters!!

64. What Tarot Card best represents your Tav?

Oh, I'm almost ashamed of how long I spent looking into this lol- I tried to work mainly off the Antonella Castelli "Art Nouveau" tarot deck (which is the one I have), but that booklet is very tied to those specific illustrations, so I kinda tried to go sorta off those, but also kinda interpret the cards myself lol (I'm, uh. not good at it, but it's fun!)

Iona Raedir: The Devil

Maybe not in the most traditional sense, but in the booklet I have sums up the meaning of this card as "magnetism, sensuality, magic, deceits, allurements, fascination, and suggestion", which I think is very apt for Iona- she is, at the end of the day, a straight-up dangerously charismatic person, who is also very deliberate about controlling people's perceptions of her.

Being a sorceress just coming into her power, not only is instinct generally just a big part of her relationship with magic, she is also overall a pretty magnetic personality, and while not evil, she was... probably closer to becoming a villain than even she would think. atm I'm kinda fascinated by just how close: like really, examining her a bit, it would have taken very small nudges in the wrong direction early on for her to go at a completely different angle with her character arc, and I could have easily seen her shifting from a more neutral/good-alignment to a straight-up evil one. Like this was already a period of upheaval in her life, and had she not been thrust into the position she is in as the "leader" of this band, it would have easily led her down an entirely different path.

I like to kinda credit Karlach and Gale with keeping her on a good path long enough for her to realize that she can relax, that she doesn't have to play her cards so close to her chest that even she forgets what they are, and that she can allow herself to be vulnerable. (she and Astarion in a relationship is really the one-eyed leading the blind, kinda. They are sort of two sides of the same coin who are very similar but also opposite, which, honestly kind of just makes me all the more fascinated with them lol.)

Arvid Trygg: 9 of Wands

My booklet's summary is a little weird on this one, but as far as I'm aware, this card mostly symbolizes perseverance, courage, and an ongoing struggle- which, as a war cleric, is kind of Arvid's bread and butter lol. His story overall is about sort of an inner conflict that's both moral and religious, and this... constant, ongoing struggle between what is right and what is fair. His character arc sort of boils down to him... learning to distinguish between duty, need, and justice, and essentially learning to put himself and his own wants and needs first.

He's a seasoned warrior right from the beginning, somewhat weary and worn like the man on the card, a mercenary-priest in a way, and as a worshiper of Tempus, tenacity and honor in combat are some of the values that he holds the most dear. His belief, it's sort of a deification of a struggle, which can... really easily become self-destructive. (I mean, had he not played the hero, I think he could have even evaded capture by the mind flayers.)

It really seems like Gale is overall just a very positive force in my characters' lives, because his love is pretty much the main thing that got Arvid out of that "holy struggle" mindset and into his own skin lol.

Petyr Wildbrook - 8 of Cups

He's not as detailed a character as the other two just yet (I'm only a couple hours into his playthrough lol), but I already know that the central theme for Petyr's game is going to be disappointment, and him learning to go against his immediate kneejerk response of withdrawal and escapism by just... trying one more time. He's kind of holding up a thematic mirror to Arvid in that that guy needed to learn how to let things go and give up being so damn righteous and self-sacrificing all the damn time, while Petyr needs to learn how to stand up for something, and not to hit the bricks at the first sign of hardship.

As much as I have of his backstory is basically that he is the son of druids and was raised in a Circle, but he is without magic himself, so rather than staying and trying to learn or finding another avenue to make himself "useful" to his community, he just... left. Abandoned everything. Rather than facing his feelings of inadequacy, he chose to become sort of that "lone ranger" archetype, just deal with the loss and the bitterness that left in his heart, and live in a way where he only ever had to answer to himself.

I think for him, act 2 is going to be a pivotal moment of character growth. Like, the Petyr from the beginning of the game would not stand by Shadowheart and support her as her world crumbles around her, but by that point, he's probably done enough growing to not run away at the first genuine human emotion???

Thank you for this question, I went entirely too deep into it lol!

#squirrel plays bg3 #oc: iona raedir #oc: arvid trygg #oc: petyr wildbrook

[37q]

thank you so much for the sources and directives wrt tara :) i'm not a buddhist (yet?) but i've been reading a lot about the female deities of dharmic traditions, shaktism, the Mahavidya, etc. and honestly the idea of being heard, understood and protected by an all-powerful feminine entity feels like salvation to me right now. like, i crave tara's Liberation more than any other gift or miracle she could give me atm lol how did you get into buddhism and the tara practice btw?

my dearly unacquainted your words struck a chord in my chest. i hope you read this, its for you and me and everyone like us.

the search for liberation is endless and i hope tara can show you how to break the cycle. please, read this message as a journey. if i play u the melody, can you hear the karmic harmonies?

i got into buddhism because im a woman who refuses to be one. growing up trying to be something thats harmful to myself and others, where everyones place in line comes from hideous cruelty, covert or otherwise, and being trained under social conditions which ultimately seek to accelerate mass suffering via systemic domination -- that all made me a little sensitive to the idea of anything being "fixed".

maybe i should say -- i craved impermanence. please dont let this be innate. this cant be forever. what i am, everything thats been done to me, all their pain. i saw my pain everywhere else, in everyone else. i saw my pain before and after me, i saw everyones pain in their walk in life and i saw the pain held over our heads. it was hard not to see it as connected, like everyone is just clinging to our histories of interdependent pain and it makes us who we are. gender made it obvious, although thats a basic benefit of feminist standpoint epistemology.

i got into buddhism because in order to survive i needed a respite from the systemic suffering caused by social attachments. gender, like all phenomena, must be impermanent or people like us are doomed. fundamentally i wanted a world of compassion and empathy, forgiveness and change. buddhism offers such a path. despite my desire for it to serve as a refuge from gendered violence however, its clear that there is a current of antifeminism or general misogyny present in many sanghas. i recoiled more into cycles of womanhood once i felt my status as a human mightve been called into question.

stranger, do me a favor? pause and read tara's vow, reflect on all this a bit before going on.

do you know what bodhicitta is? its the endeavor to achieve true liberation, buddhahood, for the sake of all living beings. the pursuit of ending the suffering of all living beings, only reaching liberation with everyone else. returning with each life to the suffering world of samsara, bound by the restraints of our worlds attachments. remember this.

i found my way to chenrezigs lineage and the impacts of his legacy as bodhisattva of compassion. ohhhh how important buddhist compassion has been to me. always aiming for selflessness but avoiding habitual nihilism. dissolution rather than destruction, seeing through the conditions and loving the emptiness inside.

(recommended reading for the next part isnt dharma, its monique wittigs One Is Not Born A Woman.)

my first step in finding female solace in a doctrine of non-attachment was with his female form known to some as guanyin, or guanshiyin, who hears the cries of the world. she always lacked a certain... bite my practice needed. in my experience emancipatory compassion is disruptive sometimes. we connected, dont get me wrong, but it was hard to separate her pacifism from the training ive received in gendered submission.

well, then i found green tara, or she found me or something, not to get too new age-y. guanyin, the surveyor and listener, contrasted with tara, already stepping out to take action. my personal relationship with her is one whose compassion cuts through my karma. deep enough compassion tears down the walls of our attachments.

ive always been troubled to find this-world radical applications of the dharma, or to find this-world radicalism in the dharma itself. reproducing the gendered self by looking for reflections of my social conditions in a god is not radical, but dissolving the self without addressing these unjust social conditions isnt radical either...

in her vow, that tara returns. just like any other bodhisattva she heeds the constraints of her rebirth and transforms those chains into a vehicle of liberation. the "karma" of womanhood is a mere microcosm of samsara's suffering, she says, and as a bodhisattva she is an expert in engineering mechanisms of suffering into dharmic opportunities.

that womanhood, that divine femininity we see in her. ugh. such an illusion -- we project it in others minds! such falsehood -- its conceptual boundaries dont reflect reality! such conditionality -- in ourselves, throughout history, how we enact it! such instability -- we require life long conditioning and policing to maintain its peaceful performance!

stranger, do me another favor? read through the short green tara practice. meditate on what it means to look for solace in divine reflections.

do you know why the bulk of even basic tantric visualization practices are inaccessible to the uninitiated? two examples. one is that it requires education and training in action rooted in dharma versus action rooted in attachment. another is that it requires a deep understanding of emptiness.

when you look for tara youre looking for help. you need the second part of a hug. youre in crisis, and you need to get out. total solitude and nowhere left to turn. we reach this point in our lives where we can barely even find joy within ourselves, so we look for transcendental salvation elsewhere.

tantric practices employ, for the sake of this piece, two basic assumptions. one is that yidam visualization, such as with tara, manifests the persisting merits of the yidam nondually, so neither from within or without. another is that desire can serve dharmic purposes when not rooted in attachment.

lets revisit visualization. when you look for tara you look for help. you look for someone like you, as stable as divinity can get. she is separate from you, yet you see yourself in her.

visualization takes that projection a step beyond via what some call "manifestation", and so that requisite understanding of emptiness comes into play here, as does the knowledge of desire not rooted in attachment. it requires a practitioner with no self from which to draw attachments in their work. so i want you to listen closely.

when youre more attached to your karmic conditions than you are to liberation, you will bring that suffering with you in your path.

read that again. i am explicitly warning you from finding feminine solace in tara.

returning to samsara ad infinitum, rebirth only as a woman, manifesting taras protection, these actions seek to abolish the processes which allow their existence. to end the cycle of rebirth, to end the cycle of reproducing gender in our liberation, to end the cycle of reproducing the self and the god. these actions require you to dissolve their fundamental, impermanent dualities before you can free yourself with them.

when you attempt to visualize tara while still clinging to an impermanent sense of self such as with gender, she loses all emancipatory potential. her merit twists, soiled with your attachments to a divinely persisting feminine, female, or womanhood, serving only to reproduce those mechanisms of suffering within you.

i want you to interrogate these little things you do to feel better about your suffering in life. please, acknowledge that gender causes suffering. whether it be its systemic enforcement or because of our attachment to something ultimately impermanent, please recognize that looking to deify something so fraught will only hurt you.

ask tara where one can even find refuge on a sinking ship. ask her how she found liberation in something meant to subjugate. start to wonder where all the answers are coming from, doubt your sanity, try to find the border between yourself and her and find nothing. find that everywhere else, too.

dearly unacquainted your search is your karma. your findings will be your karma. tara asks you to stop searching, stop finding. she will show you the dead end, and i ask that you address that proactively rather than keep digging.

reblogging with links to side reading :)

#sorry 4 the long post pals #freeform

[onyourowndaisymae]

15, 18 and 19? 😙

15 - what's the weirdest thing you had to look up for writing?

this could go in so many directions. lots of adult films for posing/position inspiration. i was reading vivid stories about what it feels like to get near-fatally shot in the abdomen for an oc piece. stock photos of people making out so i knew how to describe hand placement. there's probably even more odd shit i can't think of atm

18 - do you have a beta reader?

i do not! i do the age old writer's trick of sending screenshots/snippets to your writing friends and then praying the story comes out as interesting as they get excited for :)

19 - do you edit your works?

... yes and no lol. in the moment, i give it the world's quickest proofread and miss like everything. then i wait until after i post it and the pressure's on to proofread again. if i'm super invested in a piece, i wait to post and revisit it the next day after finishing to make sure the story makes sense. a lot of the traditional "editing" one might think of is done during the writing process bc i'm insufferable and can't move on until things are good enough. i'm also probably writing at like 2 am so my judgement is skewed

wanna ask me a writing ask?

#daisy answers asks #daisy talks #tag game

[ilexdiapason]

tbh, I do want a scene where Martyn tries to convince or coax Scott into the ocean.... but head empty atm

he would be so scared after last time. yes he wants it, he can feel it humming under his skin how much he wants it, but he's still scared. his parents kept him from swimming for a reason, he can feel that - nothing that feels this right could be something they wanted him to do. but he's broken tradition so many times; once more can't make a difference... can it?

and martyn is over there like. like when you know your friend is autistic but they're still working on coming to terms with it. like you don't say anything but you make yourself very available to help lead them to the right conclusion. he is sooooo polite and helpful when scott tells him about the first experience and he makes sure scott's very aware that martyn will be there for him if and whenever he chooses to touch the water again.

after the bathtub incident, the seawater in the street thing, it gets a little more... directed. like that's weird that you needed water to recover, maybe we should be working on getting you back under. scott clueless martyn very patient. he needs to be - sausage saw first hand what happened before and he doesn't know what's happening to scott but he wants him to be okay more than anything else.

and it would probably actually happen somewhere nice and tucked away, like the lagoon in h2o just add water, probably after scott has shaken martyn awake in the dead of night with one hand while clawing at the side of his throat with the other, and sausage wakes up to the commotion of one pair of very heavy footsteps going out the building and by the time he's followed them to their conclusion he comes face to face with martyn and scott, newly finnned, eyes wide and disbelieving in the clear cold water, mouth open and breathing, but not breathing air.

and martyn is like. well uh. i'd say i can explain but i think this is pretty self explanatory?

#underwater au

[wise-journey]

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Money

The local currency in Hovd is the Mongolian Tugrik (MNT). Though credit cards are accepted in some places, carrying cash is advisable for smaller shops and markets. Fortunately, ATMs are available in the city center for any withdrawal needs.

Nightlife

Explore Hovd's vibrant nightlife by visiting local bars and restaurants, offering live music, traditional performances, and an opportunity to socialize. Try local beers and the traditional Mongolian vodka, arhi.

Transport and Shopping

Get around Hovd using taxis or public buses. Visit the bustling local markets to purchase traditional handicrafts and locally made textiles. These unique souvenirs are perfect for taking back a piece of Hovd's rich culture with you.

Conclusion

With its untamed wilderness, captivating culture, and warm-hearted locals, Hovd is a hidden gem of Mongolia that is waiting to be discovered. Unleash your inner explorer, pack your bags, and begin your unforgettable journey to the remarkable city of Hovd. Read the full article

#adventure #Hovd #Mongolia

[deadbutch]

bio info:

no name atm | 23 | he or she pronouns | stone butch | bi | white | physically disabled | southeastern usa

interests:

film- stop motion & claymation, old hollywood, horror (i will be going back to school for film & theater directing when i move out)

music- fiona apple, the judybats, dexys midnight runners, mitski, ethel cain, joni mitchell, reba mcentire. genres: folk, blue grass, traditional, outlaw & classic country and southern gothic

video games- sims, stardew valley, animal crossing & project zomboid

hobbies- knitting, postcrossing, writing (i have published works & im working on a chapbook) art & world history, jewish studies (planning on converting when i move out), languages (german, irish & hebrew)

tw: i talk abt my ptsd & traumatic experiences usually untagged on my main, if you really wanna follow/be mutuals but this bothers you, pls dm me abt it otherwise i won't bother

[fruitsilly]

10 people you want to know better (tagged ppl are under no obligation to do this <3!!)

thank you jude @pansyfem for tagging me! this looks like fun :3

relationship status: single, but heavily lushing/meshing (the sensual/alterous equivalents of crushing respectively) on this guy in my class at uni rn. and i really. Really want him to be my boyfriend holy fucking shit he's so cute. anyways. i also have a milder squish on a girl who's also in my class. i have two exes but i am aromantic and since they were romantic relationships which needed reciprocation they didn't work out. i am still friends with one of my exes (who's also arospec) tho so it's all good!! :•D

favourite colours: my top 5 fave colours are

green

purple

pink

yellow

blue

in that order :)

favourite foods: ough pasta. any kind of pasta really but i am especially partial to lasagne. i also love cheese and pizza. oh and how could i forget!!! millionaire's shortbread!!

song stuck in my head: TOXIC BY BRITNEY SPEARS!!!!!!!!!! although before this it was the borgia family horrible histories song :)

last thing you googled: i use firefox bc im swag so technically i duckduckgo'ed this Anyways. i searched for the tv show "you" bc i saw a gifset from that show featuring a lady i am incredibly bi for and i was like 👀 will i have to watch this now

time: 9.32PM (im gonna write the time of posting this bc i wrote this in my notes app)

dream trip: spain or scotland!! spain bc im learning spanish and scotland bc it's just such a lovely country <3

last thing you read: "the children" by lucy kirkwood! it's a play im reading for my course :)

last book you enjoyed reading: ugh i haven't had the capacity to actually sit down and read a physical book for... too long it's been ages. it's mostly to do with my disabilities and time :( i started reading good omens on my phone but i didn't finish it (i like it so much better than the show lmao). but the actual physical book i read last was "death sets sail" by robin stevens, the final book in her "murder most unladylike" series. ough. ive been with that book series from literally the very beginning. id highly recommend 👍

favourite thing to cook/bake: sadly i don't do enough cooking or baking to know but what i have made is fudge which was quite fun! ive also made a delicious cheesy pasta bake hehe

favourite craft to do in your free time: again. i haven't had the capacity or time to actually make any art since like... march, so, 7 months. yeesh. i miss making digital art. id like to pick it up again but idk when that'll be. id also like to try and get a badge maker bc i have loads of ideas but ugh time is a problem. im just so busy at uni.

most niche dislike: im sure there's Something since im autistic and autism is the Strong Opinions Disorder but nothing's coming to me atm [shrugs]

opinion on circuses: ive only been to one in my life and i really enjoyed it apart from the clowns who i found scary but i was like 8 i think. im less scared of clowns now. also the general aesthetics of them fuck severely

do you have any sense of direction: hardly lol! i have a great photographic memory so even going a certain route once with someone who knows the way i can remember it HOWEVER i am utter shit at finding my way with a map on my own. google maps is always open when im trying to find a place and even then i frequently go in the wrong direction or miss a turning. i just cannot translate distance on a digital map to irl distance. don't even get me started on using a traditional map bc g-d above. id end up more lost than i was before. im excellent at just confusing the hell out of myself <3

tagging: @sillyspooky @skylightz @bromantically @transgenderpolyhedrals @folderone @gir-posting @nvr-pass-spookier-version @heartslobbf @taikacohen @laymedowninsheetsoflinen (plus anyone who sees this and wants to do it just say i tagged you ^_^). again no obligation to do this !! :)

#apple rambles #tag game #rbs turned off i don't this turning into a massive rb chain soz #have fun ppl!

[28whitepeonies]

Or maybe Niall’s ‘going hard’ on promo because this is how artists kind of have to promote themselves nowadays. Magazine articles and radio interviews are nice, but to me those are more traditional methods of album promotion - they’re the baseline and you leap off in different directions from there, and one of those directions is artist-centred short-form video content that enables fans to feel as though they’re conversing with the artist directly. Not to make comparisons but with my marketing hat on for a second: Harry doesn’t do this because, frankly, he doesn’t need to. He’s a brand in and of himself. Louis doesn’t do this for reasons I’m not sure of (perhaps he feels it’s too mainstream / not cool / hates technology) but in my opinion he missed a trick here in terms of fitf promo. As you said, look at Lewis Capaldi; the talking to camera promo he’s done has been so important to his success, and others’. In a world where short-form video content (TikTok) is a key part of a marketing campaign, it’s so important to get this right and creating ‘authentic’ content for these channels is the right approach. Polished, heavily-edited videos that sit semi-comfortably on Reels just doesn’t work on TikTok. Authentic talking to camera content works even better for Reels. I say this as a social media manager, for context. I think Niall’s doing a great job in promotion his album in a way that feels authentic.

Thanks anon

Firstly, I was maybe a bit too implicit with what I was saying in my post, hard agree on the promotion angle.

I think that when you look at Niall, Harry and Louis they and their teams are making different promo choices, sometimes as fans it’s hard to see what they’re aiming for until it’s been successful, or not.

I don’t think the difference in choices shows that Harry didn’t need to do promo or didn’t do much in the way of social media, I actually think he did a great deal of it, just that there was both a bigger budget, a different target and format. There was a very concentrated TikTok/social media promo presence for Harry before and during launch of HS3 - it was just different to what Niall/Lewis are doing atm.

I’m very keen on folk being able to draw lines in what work they will and won’t do and if Louis isn’t doing the kind of social media promo you depict because he doesn’t want to I’m so here for it.

I would also say on this one part of your ask that I think it’s important to remember that as fans we don’t have a full deck of cards here and that promo teams have access to much more information than we do. On top of that, social media is a fickle beast and I think you’re right about authenticity although I’m not really keen on framing it that way - predicting what will be a hit on TikTok and what won’t is very hard and I think we’re seeing a fair bit of evidence that viral songs on TikTok are both hard to manufacture and not necessarily worth the effort.

#Niall #promo chat #anon

[glowonu]

a little gtkm game! rules: tag ten people you want to get to know better !

omg!! tysm @jeonwonwoo for tagging me what an honour <333

relationship status: taken (? i dont like how thats the word for it lol)

favourite colour: pastel green!! or actually any green atm but also all time fave is pink <33

favourite food: omg like allllll food i love food but probs my go to fave would be like.... korean rice cake soup or seaweed soup theyre just so comforting and nice

song stuck in your head: lover loser by txt !!! bc recently started to listen to them and theyre pretty good!!

last thing you googled: mint life sydney because im going to sydney this weekend and i wanted to know if this store exists there (it does not it is closed rip lol)

dream trip: oooof morocco i think?? i want to travel the whole world but like for some reason morocco stands out to me? i think because its so different to the cultures im already exposed to and the food looks so good too!!!

last book you read: truth on fire, its like a christian book on understanding like spirituality and intellect in the christian faith its really interesting but its taking me forever to get through lol

last book you enjoyed reading: winter in sokcho - idk if i enjoyed it but its the first novel ive stuck with in ages and it left me feeling something - idk what.. but it struck me and ive been thinking about it for like the past 3 months lol

last book you hated reading: at first i couldnt think of one but ... machiavelli's the prince. i know its supposed to be so good and so revolutionary for western political tradition but i had to do a critical exegesis for uni and it sucked. the translation i had also sucked so it didnt help. like i get it but also i didn't enjoy reading it at all lol

most niche dislike: disorganised people but like only in a business or organisation setting. like please make sure ur admin is in order so we can get to the job at hand

opinion on the circus: idk how to explain the feeling of apprehension and physical worry that my body gives me when i think about the circus let alone when i think about going. i have no reasoning for this it just happens.

do you have a sense of direction: absolutely not.

i'm tagging: @bisexualgyu @mywonuderful @februaryflowers-main @svtdiary @bethe-flower @lovejoshua @mariecoura (sorry this isnt ten lol <3)

#this was so much fun!!! #love love love #ina.txt

[viperallc]

5 Effective Ways to Convert Mined Cryptocurrency into Cash

Cryptocurrency mining isn’t just about the thrill of earning digital currency; it’s about how you convert those digital treasures into real-world cash. Let’s face it, digital coins don’t pay the bills unless they’re turned into fiat currency or used in other financially beneficial ways. So, if you’ve been mining and accumulating cryptocurrency, the next crucial step is figuring out how to cash out. Whether you’re a seasoned miner or new to the game, understanding your options for converting digital assets is essential. We’ll explore three tried-and-true methods and introduce two additional strategies to maximize your cash-out process.

Direct Cryptocurrency Exchanges

The most popular route for turning cryptocurrency into cash is through direct exchanges. These platforms bridge the gap between digital and fiat currency, offering a straightforward way to exchange your crypto for traditional money or other digital assets.

To get started, you’ll need to create an account on a trusted exchange, connect your cryptocurrency wallet, and execute a trade. Keep in mind, trading fees are part of the deal, and they vary from one platform to another. Hence, it pays to compare rates to snag the best deal.

Direct exchanges shine in their efficiency and speed, but they’re not without their nuances. The liquidity of your cryptocurrency—how easily it can be sold at a stable price—matters. Lesser-known cryptocurrencies might not sell as quickly or at the price you’re aiming for due to lower trading volumes.

Peer-to-Peer (P2P) Platforms

For those who prefer a more personal touch, P2P platforms offer a way to sell your cryptocurrency directly to buyers. This method puts you in the driver’s seat, allowing you to set your prices and terms.

Safety first: choose platforms known for their stringent verification and reputable systems to mitigate the risk of scams. For high-stake transactions, consider meeting the buyer in person, but always in a safe, public place.

P2P sales can potentially net you a better price and lower fees than what you’d find on traditional exchanges. The trade-off? It might take a bit longer to find the right buyer.

Cryptocurrency ATMs

If you’re nostalgic for the simplicity of traditional banking, cryptocurrency ATMs are your go-to. These machines convert your digital currency into cash, mimicking the ATM experience with a crypto twist.

Using a cryptocurrency ATM is straightforward: select the sell option, scan your wallet’s QR code, and deposit your cryptocurrency. Be mindful of the fees, which can be higher compared to other methods, but for the convenience, it might be worth it.

Online Payment Services

Stepping into the modern era, online payment services like PayPal and Venmo now offer options to buy, sell, and hold cryptocurrency. For miners looking to cash out, these platforms provide a seamless bridge to transfer your digital assets into fiat currency, which can then be transferred to your bank account or used for purchases. The convenience of integrating your crypto transactions with everyday finances makes this method appealing, especially for those who prioritize ease of use and quick access to their funds.

Convert to Stablecoins

Last but not least, an innovative way to cash out—or rather, put your mined cryptocurrency to work—is by converting it into stablecoins. Stablecoins are digital currencies pegged to a stable asset, like the US dollar, making them less volatile than typical cryptocurrencies. Many platforms allow you to earn by staking them on stablecoin holdings, often at rates higher than traditional bank savings accounts. This method not only provides a way to cash out indirectly but also continues to grow your earnings passively.

Wrapping Up

Cashing out mined cryptocurrency doesn’t have to be a headache. With the right strategy, you can efficiently convert your digital assets into real-world value, whether you prefer the straightforward approach of direct exchanges, the personal touch of P2P transactions, the familiarity of ATMs, the convenience of online payment services, or the innovative potential of earning interest on stablecoins. Each method has its pros and cons, but by understanding your options, you can choose the best way to enjoy the fruits of your mining labor.

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