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gender-trash · 5 months

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(i am seriously late in posting about this due to The Problems BUT whatever! its here now!!)

somewhere around late november 2022, i asked my dad "hey are there any out of print technical books you'd like a reprint of for christmas?"

he linked me to a dubious black-and-white pdf of Foundations of Mechanical Accuracy. now, i wound up checking out a copy through link+, and the original edition is a really nicely put together book! the chapters are themed around various types of measurements (length, angle, etc), and they all have these cute little diagrams which the endpapers reuse in a lil repeating pattern... the image captions are done in this really lovely dark red that did not scan for SHIT... tons and tons of diagrams and illustrations and images (both color and b&w)... just, all around, a fucking nice book!! (see also @morrak's post about it here.)

and that made me feel kind of bad about the crappiness of the pdf, which is where the Problems began. i used my phone to take pictures of all the photos and color diagrams in the original and went about replacing them in the pdf, using what turned out to be the world's worst pdf editing software (i also got through replacing all the image captions in chapter 1 of 5 before my dad convinced me to give up). i did NOT finish the pdf editing before christmas 2022 (i was going somewhat off the deep end, because both my housemates were away visiting family and i had zero external structure in my life so it was just me and my cat and this stupid FUCKING pdf wrecking my sleep schedule together); i poked away at it for most of the rest of my time off and then got so goddamn sick of it i put the project away for months. "it'll be a birthday gift instead", i said optimistically (my dad's birthday is in april! it should have been enough time!)

gentle readers, i did not finish the pdf editing by april. mostly because it was such a miserable slog that i put it off until the last possible moment and then tried to make up for it with another death march.

hating both myself and the project again, i decided i was Not going to let myself typeset Anything Else before it was done, and then took a break to bind my immortal (using the renegade publishing typeset! i didn't do any typesetting!!). SURELY, i said, i can finish this in time for christmas 2023.

i'm sure you know where this is going.

in my defense i DID finish the pdf editing by christmas, despite first doing every other possible procrastination project (including a second edition of the little second century warlord book), because by this point my dad had managed to convince me to lower my standards. on the evening of the 22nd i kicked off the print job and said to myself "this will finish printing overnight and then tomorrow i can work on sewing the textblock!"

late on the 23rd, after lots of babysitting and using at least one cartridge of every color ink in my printer, the print job was finally done. (my sweet and lovely cat wants SO BADLY to hunt and stalk the printer while it is printing -- more specifically, the printed pages, i think because they tend to make noise and move and then STOP moving. for this reason, the printer is kept in the craft room, because the cat can be shut out of the craft room and thus prevented from chewing on the pages when i have an all-day book printing job going. unfortunately the craft room was also being pressed into service as a guest room at the time so 80% of the floor space was consumed by an air mattress which i had to repeatedly trip over in order to reach the printer and replace the ink cartridges.)

then i went to my parents' house on the 24th and 25th and apologized to my dad (again) for not having the book finished. but this worked out well because we finished putting together my awesome new book clamp:

(the feet still aren't done being painted so they're just dry-fit on for now but you can still clamp books in it and that's what matters!!)

i came home, sewed the textblock (french link stitch over four linen tapes, with sewn endbands made of variegated embroidery floss over linen cord, and kozo paper glued over the spine)

... and promptly realized i SHOULD HAVE PUT IN MORE OF A GUTTER because some of the text was getting reeeeeeal close to the spine. "it's fine!" i said. "i just have to make sure it lays flat!! what better time than to try out K118 binding, a technique i have literally never done before and which people on the bookbinding discord notoriously have a hard time pulling off first try! i even have tyvek tape for it!"

so it turns out that tyvek tape isn't actually tyvek with glue on it, it's tape FOR attaching pieces of tyvek TO EACH OTHER, which maybe i could have guessed if i'd done even the slightest amount of research or planning. at this point i think it was the 27th and i was still angling to get this thing done by new year's, so no time to order Actual Tyvek.

fortunately, i had ALSO received An Package in the mail with yarn for a totally unrelated knitting project... shipped in a tyvek envelope.

i peeled all the shipping labels and stickers off my tyvek envelope, cut that shit up, and glued it on there.

and THEN it was time for gluing on covers, which i thought was going to be easy because i had actually thought ahead and ordered materials (specifically acid-free museum board), except when i cracked open the box of museum board i decided i Didn't Like It because the surface was too soft and easily dented, so i glued onto it the too-thin board material i'd previously been using (so that the cardboard goes on the outside of the book). this worked super well (the cardboard stuff has a tendency to curl up from the glue moisture, but the museum board doesn't!) and i'll probably use it on other stuff in the future.

i thought the blue bookcloth i used was kind of boring but i showed my dad the available cloth options and he really liked it, so... what do you know? i cut the piece i used on the back cover very slightly too short but it wound up being covered by the leather, so you can barely tell.

and the leather... a scrap just baaaaarely big enough from my bag of leather scraps from discount fabrics... and this the first time i'd ever attempted to put leather on a book... AND YET the only complaint i have is that i didn't manage to put an even amount on the front and back. it's reasonably square and straight!! amazing!!

i am super super happy with how this project came out (especially given the number of problems i encountered) and oh my god check out how much the spine bends

AND, AS A NEW YEAR'S PRESENT, I FINALLY MANAGED TO GIVE IT TO MY DAD

#and promptly got sick after i got home from my parents' house.#which is part of why this post was so long delayed #the trashcan speaks #devil venerable also wants to exploit the memoir class for evil purposes #bookbinding

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kazumist · 4 months

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EPISODE 17 ✿ ENDEARING

YOU + ME = LOVE — A DILUC SMAU

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it was silly, really.

it was silly ever since diluc realized his feelings. he suddenly finds everything about you so endearing. he finds it ridiculous how he feels himself get all giddy when you’re not even doing anything. he finds it ridiculously endearing that the simple thought of you is enough to make him feel this way.

with finals approaching, all you and diluc do is technically just review the coverage of your exams. and when you’re lucky enough to finish early, you two would just stay at your spot in the library and kill time. “professor barnes is the literal worst, i swear!” you complained. professor barnes, your teacher for practical research, isn’t really the best. he tends to skip his class (you once thought it was ironic that he was the one cutting class instead of his own students). “let me guess, he didn’t turn up for your class with him again?” diluc asks.

“yeah, and as per usual, we just sat in the classroom like total idiots because we haven’t received any feedback yet about our draft for chapters one and two!” you complained to him again, groaning in annoyance as you felt diluc rub a hand against your back—his personal way of showing comfort.

“if you’d like…” he starts.

“nope! nuh-uh. you are not going to be the one who’s going to review our draft.” you knew immediately what he was going to suggest. and you shut him down as soon as you can. as much as you admire how diluc is so dedicated and hardworking, you don’t really want to be a burden.

“but i don’t have much on my plate right now.”

“liar. kaeya told me that you guys are busy with your capstone project these days.”

he tilts his head at you, confused. “you’re friends with kaeya?”

“who isn’t friends with kaeya?”

“fair enough.”

“but seriously, diluc. you don’t have to do it. professor barnes will get the consequences of his actions soon enough. thanks for the offer, though; it’s appreciated.” a sigh escapes your lips as you lay your head to rest on the table, using your arms as a pillow. “i’m so tired," you mumble.

“you should rest for now," he says in a softer voice this time.

“don’t you have class after this?” you moved your head to his direction so you could look at him. diluc stares back at you. you had a few strands of hair covering your vision and diluc had to resist himself from brushing them away and tucking them behind your ear. “our prof just left us with an activity since she had an errand to do.” he said a bit late.

“are you done with it?”

“not yet.”

“huh? why not?” your voice was a bit… muffled? or a bit hard to decipher because of your position. but diluc understood you word for word nonetheless.

“i guess you could say that i’m a bit lazy at the moment.”

“you? lazy? are you really the diluc ragnvindr that everyone loves and adores?”

“oh, shut it.” he playfully rolled his eyes at you with a smile.

not too long after, you dozed off. leaving you and diluc in a comfortable silence. no one was around the floor you guys were in as usual. this time, he finds the courage to brush those strands of hair away from your face.

it’s alright to be selfish every once in a while, right? he thought.

he glances at you and observes your sleeping figure. you looked peaceful as you slept. calm breaths came in and out of you. is it silly of him to think that you look so pretty right now, even though you were just napping? diluc couldn’t formulate the right words to describe you back then. but now he has one.

endearing.

everything that you do or say is just so… endearing to him. diluc didn’t know that one could have such an effect on him. hell, he didn’t even expect to fall in love in the first place. during his years in school, he was only surrounded by people who would fall in love. never did he expect that he would end up being included in its population.

but if he’s going to be honest? he wouldn’t ask for anything more.

time ticked by and diluc sat there by your side during your whole nap. he simply shot a text at one of his classmates, saying that he wasn’t feeling well (he thought of saying that he got diarrhea, but he thought that would be too exaggerated) and that he wouldn’t be able to accompany them on their errand. so maybe skipping is a bit worth it.

after all, he was with you. and that was enough for him.

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comfortabletextiles · 2 months

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So I FINALLY finished the catching butterflies shawl. And this absolute ASSHOLE fought me every step of the way!

The beginning was nice enough, but when I started the beaded lace trim...

I could use any hook I had, because the hook that would catch the yarn would fit through the beads. So I had to pull a wire through, "thread" a bead on it and pull it over the yarn. And the hole was TIGHT! one time it even ripped the yarn

And fixing it was hard, because the super wash bullshit made it SO slippery. I managed, but I it won't survive forever.

Then I needed 482 beads. But could only buy 240 in the shop. AND 40 WERE MISSING.

I ordered 360 more and thought that is the end of it (it wasn't, but we are getting there)

AND THEN 4 ROWS BEFORE THE BIND OF I LOST YARN CHICKEN ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?

I was lucky I still had some of the same yarn type. So I could overdye it black and do a black border

I thought that was the last struggle. What can go wrong so close to the finishing line??

I was out of beads... AGAIN

TECHNICALLY I bought 600 beads... 482 are needed. I only managed to finish halve the picot bond of with beads. Because I'm NOT ordering more. Who ever is in charge of "Rico design" can kiss my ass.

And then I almost lost yarn chicken again. But only almost. This absolute rabid garment is done now and only needs blocking

(I can't really block it. I don't have proper blocking equipment, but maybe I'll order some now.)

I think I never was so close to rage quit a project as with this shawl.

After blocking I'll see if I keep it or gift it away. If the look of it canceles out all the frustration it is now embedded with

(at least the yarn is fucking gorgeous)

#knitting #lace #lace rot #beaded lace #shawl #olant dyed yarn

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taylor-titmouse · 2 months

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Julia is sick of working late. She's sick of being disrespected, and most of all she's sick of her boss. Lance is a burned out, smooth-talking playboy, but he also happens to be the son of the CEO. When Lance pushes her buttons once too often, Julia is tempted to put him in his place – but is it worth throwing away her career for a moment of satisfaction? Content: -F/M -dom -degradation -small penis humiliation -directed masturbation -power play 5k words, EPUB and PDF format Only $3, Releases later tonight! you can go read the first two pages on the shop page!

i've mentioned a couple times now that my editor and the author of roger crenshaw: the dogs at duskfall @mortalityplays is now available for freelance work for people other than me, but i don't think i've made as big of a deal how he's ALSO going to start releasing his own smut shorts on the last friday of every month! he is SUCH a talented writer on top of being an excellent editor and it's my absolute delight to work with him on the cover for his first release. FINALLY i have a great answer when asked "is there anyone else writing smut like you?"

and since this was the first time in a while i went through a cover design process that wasn't just me making one for myself, i thought i would go into how it went!

The Prompt

R/L wanted something that didn't visually describe the characters, because he had deliberately avoided that himself in the text. these characters are archetypes, ideas of characters: a woman who works in an office and her playboy burnout boss. for an erotic fantasy scenario, not going into detail can be ideal, as it allows the reader to project their own fantasies onto the characters. but what does that mean for a cover, when showing off the characters is often the point?

The Thumbnails

it means silhouettes, babie! if you're a reader of romance you've probably seen this approach a few times. silhouettes allow you to give the impression of a character without actually specifying them. HOWEVER! that can only go so far. note the female silhouettes in the left and right thumbnails--one with a pony tail, one with her hair down. these two very minor design elements say completely different things about the character, and pin her design down into something specific. (there is a whole line of feminist thought about this, that there is no such thing as an "unmarked" woman, or rather a woman whose presentation does not say something about her, ie a woman not wearing makeup is not perceived as neutral the way a man not wearing makeup is).

so anyway including her in the cover in full doesn't work for the prompt, because how she wears her hair or how she dresses would say something about her that we don't want to say. thus: we chose the middle design!

a man in a shirt and tie are super archetypal, and """neutral""" enough to not say anything specific about lance, our male protagonist, other than he has a job and is of average size (which are of course not technically truly neutral, but for our purposes, are functional as symbols). and while a long, narrow, leg does still say something about julia, it is abstracted enough to simply represent the concept of "woman" without projecting an overall image of her in the reader's head. she has a leg, and she wears high heels. that's all you get!

The Sketch

now we can move on to the sketch stage! this is the point at which the palette and text are figured out. i tried a few fonts before landing on one that had the retro paperback all-caps feel that i liked, and i used what i believe to have been a risograph print texture from retrosupply.

we went with the text up top rather than at the bottom, because it lends weight to the shoe and balances out the blacks in the pants. it also allows the figure to take up more of the cover, which is ideal. honestly, not a whole lot to say about this bit that i didn't cover in thumbnails: which is the point of doing thumbnails in the first place!

The Finish

well you can just scroll up to see that one. the final colors ended up a little less saturated, a little cooler, to bring it home to the retro paperback look i was going for and tie the colors together. i'm very pleased with it and had a lot of fun. cover design is one of my favorite parts of putting out books, and it was especially fun working with someone else to bring their vision to life.

anyway, you should go buy this book! it's only three dollars and i want to make more covers for these! your purchases would prove that i am a very good investment as a cover artist >:)

#tt art #tt talks drawing #cover design

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derpyfangirl · 1 year

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Some thoughts and headcanons born from @k-chips amazing art of AI!Clavell and a more cohesive gathering of my little idea dump there. This gonna be a long one, so strap in.

To start, the meat of my idea from that post (bold is me just adding context now)

It was their (Sada/Turo) invention- the time machine- that got the original Clavell killed. Like they brought our Raidon forward, but during their time back on the surface they realize how much of Arven's life they're missing out on, and Clavell is like "You spend time with the kid, I'll keep researching, when Arven is around 16-17 we can swap spots" but shit went sideways when, while down there with Raidon, the second, feral Raidon is summoned and the game follows the tragedy we all discover.

So, in this timeline, Sada/Turo aren't as obsessed with their research. When they bring Koraidon/Miraidon (just for the sake of convenience, we will be using Pokemon Scarlet as a base as that's the version I play going forward, but remember this also applies to Violet) to the surface, Arven is around maybe 8 or 9 and Koraidon is around the same age based on journal entries mentioning how she "expected one gift of life, and now she has two" after mentioning bringing Kor foward in time, is when Sada realizes she's missing out on so much of her son's life, and that creating Paradise is worthless if it means destroying what remains of her little family.

Enter Clavell: he's still somewhat involved with her research in Area Zero and suggests she stay and raise Arven and he'll work on her research with the AI she began developing, and when Arven is old enough they can swap spots and she can return to Area Zero. She agrees, and after the event causing Kor to be sent back to the Crater, Sada and Clavell keep in constant contact with her and Arven occasionally making trips down to visit.

4 years before the game, the 2nd Koraidon (I'll refer to it either as feral Kor or Rex (in reference to its dex entry calling him the Winged King)) is brought to our time. Rex attacks Kor, and Clavell follows the battle to Research Station 4, the AI giving him updates on the battle. He arrives just in time to see Kor backed into a corner with Rex ready to give the killing blow. Clavell shields Kor, having practically raised it, and is killed by the feral Koraidon.

The AI panics, Kor is injured and flees, and suddenly Clavell stops calling and refuses any suggestions to come visit from Sada. He only communicates via email for a year, and when he finally video calls its to say that if he needs anything from her or if there are any developments in the project, he will reach out to her and to stop disturbing him.

Sada of course is upset by this. Angry that he basically told her to fuck off on what is technically both her and Clavell's research (bc she's probably been working on her research while still raising and spending time with her son), and worried as her friend and mentor has never been like this.

Not sure how Clavell would become Academy Director in this timeline unless Team Star's actions at the school take place a bit before Clavell dies, and just before he's killed Clavell had accepted becoming director, but requested time to finish his work and that Sada be his temp replacement (or something, still working the kinks out on this one)

Anyways, a year before the game Arven- who misses Clavell and is both mad at him for upsetting his mom and worried for his safety- enters the Crater and during this, Mabosstiff is attacked by something (in Scarlet, I personally think it was either a Slitherwing or a Roaring Moon, but the later means that they were lucky to even escape alive, as Roaring Moon doesn't seem to be one to leave its prey alive.).

Game occurs, Sada being acting Director while juggling investigating Team Star, her research, raising her son and trying to help Mabosstiff, and looking into what could have happened to Clavell, who suddenly hasn't been responding to anything despite how he should have returned to take over as Director. She's surprised to see Kor, but AIClavell calls and says that Kor must have missed Sada and Arven and gives ownership of Kor to the player. Sada figures it would be good for the lizard to get experience via your Treasure Hunt and requests you take care of it as it's like her second child.

Game proceeds as normal till Area Zero. Sada joins the gang in the Great Crater partially because she knows how dangerous it can be and she can't just allow 4 teens to stroll in there unsupervised (why Clavell would even request a child enter the Crater is something that bothers her), and partially to see what's going on down there. She's basically bouncing up and down seeing her paradise having been created, but recognizes that should the Paradox mons escape, it would destroy Paldea's ecosystems. When you go to talk with AIClavell at the lab, she stays outside at first with Arven to hold off the Paradox mons trying to get in.

When she finally sees AI Clavell and discovers the OG Clavell is dead, she is in a state of shock. It was her invention, her dream that resulted in her best friend and mentor's death, and that this entire time she hadn't even been communicating with him, but the AI she created to help Clavell.

AI Clavell needs someone to stop the machine as he knows his human self would want the same, but the Paradise Protection Protocol kicks in, much to Sada- who had it as a failsafe should the time machine detect that a Pokémon was attacking it, not if someone was simply powering it down- and AI Clavell- who didn't even know it existed- horror.

I might add more to this, but yeah. TLDR, Clavell stays in Area Zero so Sada can raise Arven, Clavell is killed protecting Kor, Sada is Director instead, AI Clavell battles you.

#pokemon sv #pokemon clavell #director clavell #pokemon scarlet/violet #pokemon sada #pokemon scarlet #professor sada #professor turo #arven pokemon #ai!clavell au #my headcanons #long post #k-chips' art is amazing go check it out #this au has major angst potential #and i LIVE for that shit #also somewhat gives Arven a happier ending as his parents aren't shitty #give my boy some happiness dammit #sada and turo are fun to explore #this is from Scarlet's perspective but can also apply to turo

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rdiowx · 1 year

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FRANKENSTEIN FRANK IERO

Now posted on my ao3: Cndlewax

Frankenstein frank iero x gn! Reader

Ik i said this would be longer but I’ve been working on this for days and i actually dont know what i was going to do with it lmk if i should go on with the series

Now i when was trying to figure out which Frank era would fit Frankenstein i was thinking revenge so thats what i went with and is described here. However now that i think about it, Leathermouth and danger days wouldve been viable options (WHY DIDNT I DO DANGER DAYS IM LITERALLY SOBBING)

Reader is technically Frankenstein and Frank is Frankensteins monster, its like 1930s id like to think because of the 1931 Frankenstein movie, Reader is a mad scientist, Reader is lowkey kinda insane im not gonna lie (because who thinks of this kinda thing), Mikey shows up i just feel like he’s Frankensteins assistant Material, kind of detailed mention of limbs being sewn and stapled together, i mean technically Frank is put in an electric chair…, usage of Y/n,(i do plan on making this a series however if i do id probably move it to ao3 and it would be random chapters of teaching frank random things).

The village ‘mad scientist’ also known as Y/n, You had been rumored to be working on something for years, and you have. Today it should finally be done. You were currently hunched over your project, a man covered in staples, stitches and all sorts of other things. You make sure each limb is sturdy, sewing or stapling multiple times if you have to. When he comes to life —and you will make sure he will— you wouldnt want him to fall over. You need to make sure he can hold his body weight up. you are pulled out of your focus when you hear the lab door open, “I’ve brought good news.” Mikey exclaimed, holding a larger than average beaker in his hands.

You broke out into an extremely unsettling smile, Mikey only smiles back, used to your behavior having been friends with you since you were kids. “Did you get it Mikey?” You asked, at the edge of your seat, He only nods in response. You laugh and spin in your chair towards him, you grab and kiss his face enthusiastically. He playfully gags and wipes his face, having set the beaker down at your work table.

“What would i ever do without you Michael?” You exclaimed, Taking the beaker and quickly making your way to your experiment. Using your lab table to set him at a 90 degree angle you took the top of his head off, you needed to connect his brain stems. You needed to detach multiple places in order to do it, luckily you thought ahead and thought not to stitch these places before hand. Mikey made sure you had enough light to complete this task, holding a simple flashlight above your work area.

After attaching everything correctly you stapled and sewed, it would be a shame if all your hard work went to waste due to some poor patch job. You had been working on this for years, and finally you could finish it. You had done this once before, not anything near as big as this project, but on a salamander when you and Mikey were 16. The day you revived that salamander was the day you earned the ‘mad scientist’ title. “We’ve waited years for this Mikey, i dont think i possibly couldve gotten this done without you.” You said, wheeling over the machine that was going to bring your experiment to life. Mikey smiles proudly as you looked his way, quickly moving to your side as you waved your hand for him to come to you.

“You’re fucking crazy.” Mikey teased, smiling your way before putting his metal goggles —which you made to fit his glasses perscription because he complained about not being able to see every time— on for protection and stepping away from the now powered up machine. You only smile in response, putting your metal welding headgear on before pulling the last lever. The light from the electricity filled the room, you were sure any nosy civilian would be curious if they were outside right now. Turning off the machine you lift your headgear off before checking your experiment. Seeing his fingers twitch filled you with hope, a quiet groan filled your ears looking over, Mikey had a smug look on his face. You looked back towards the now living thing, His hazel eyes looking straight forward. “I feel like he needs a name, what are you thinking?” Michael asked, tilting his head before taking his goggles all the way off and setting them aside.

“Frank.” You replied simply, taking in the mans appearance.

He had a slight green discoloration, covered from head to toe in stitches and staples. you could see the stitches make indents and stretch his skin as well as with the staples, you were lucky he didnt have pain receptors or this would be a lot harder to pull off. A simple screw on the side of his head it was a decently sized one but not huge, maybe as big or slightly bigger than your hand. It was a screw that required a Phillips screw driver even though it was turnable by hand, his eyes had bags and his hair was greasy. His hair was nothing you had seen before, the sides were a light blonde and he seemed to have a mohawk but it was slicked down by the sheer amount of grease that had built up over the years and the front of his hair sat in the middle of his face. He was wearing an old suit you found in your closet, you dont know who it belonged to but you didn’t exactly care all that much. He looked to have had piercings from were you stapled his face, But it kinda fit him after all you could always fix it later. After a while you realized you would have to teach him how to do things again, he’s not what he once was. “Alright (Y/n), i have to go. Gerard is waiting for me to get back home and its getting dark.” Michael informed, hanging his lab coat on his designated hook by the door. “Be safe Michael, wouldnt want to lose my favorite lab partner.” You laughed, Michael rolled his eyes on the way out but not before shouting “im your only lab partner!” You could swear you could hear him mumble a quiet “Im your only friend at that.” Making you roll your eyes, you couldn’t be mad if he was right.

Now you were sat in your lab with your own creation staring back at you. ‘Lets see what you can still do.’ You thought to yourself before walking around to the still seated man. You lifted his arm to see if he could hold it up, He turned his head to face you and surprisingly he could, these are great signs. you sat in your spin chair and rolled your way to your clipboard that was on your desk. You needed to write stuff for your experiment down, right now you were the happiest you had been in years. You couldn’t suppress the slight smile on your face as you tested the staple covered man. After finishing your tests you wanted to move on to his speech, since you were the one who put him together you knew he was capable of doing so.

The only problem was you didnt know how, sure you knew how to talk but you didnt really know how to hold a conversation, if it wasn’t for Mikey you dont think you would talk at all if it wasn’t to yourself. Being the village scientist meant you were always in the lab, you hadn’t talked to anyone but Mikey or sometimes his older brother Gerard in years. You dont even remeber the last time you even left the lab, it was your house and Mikey did all of your errands. You supposed you could start with the basics, ‘hello’ or your name maybe even his. If you started with hello you’d have to explain what a greeting is, if you started with your or his name you might have to explain what a name even is and how to use it. You hadn’t noticed the man move from his spot, you were so busy staring off into space you didnt notice the prominent frown on your face as you stared at the wall. When you finally snapped out of it you panicked as you watched the man touch stuff on your lab table, almost spilling a tube of something before catching it and looking at you with guilt ridden face.

You quickly made your way to him, taking the tube out of his hand and putting it in its correct place. “Um, okay don’t- don’t touch anything on this table..got it?” You spoke, gently steering the man by his hand to sit at your desk chair. You pushed him into said chair maybe a bit rougher than you meant to, however he didnt seem to mind. “Okay.. your name is- can you talk?” You asked, you couldve maybe put in a little more effort but this was your first time doing anything like this. You only got a head tilt in response, it was like he could understand you but he couldn’t answer. You furrowed your eyebrows, Your reaction caused him to frown a little. “‘My name is Frank’ Can you say that?” You questioned, he could only get out ‘Frank’. It wasnt much but you could work with it after all you weren’t sure of what he was capable of, Sure he had human parts but he wasnt fully functional right now.

“Frank, frank is you.” You stated, pointing a finger towards him. “You?” He questioned, his index finger now pointing towards himself. You smiled before shaking your head, This caused Frank to smile as well however he looked sort of confused. You tried again pointing your finger towards him, “when i stick my finger out towards you it means ‘you’, when you stick your finger towards yourself it means ‘me’.” You stated, a look of realization crossed his face before he pointed to himself again. “Frank is me?” He asked, letting out a noise of what seemed to be happiness after you confirmed it. He was going to be trouble but you knew it was worth it, after all, you wanted this.

#mcr x reader #mcr x reader smut #frank iero x reader #frank iero x reader smut #mcr smut #frank iero smut #mikey way x reader #gerard way x reader #frankenstein frank iero

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courtney-deserved-better · 9 months

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Hello! A huge fan of your works! especially Slippery Slopes! ^_^

Just wanted to know , from what I've seen and heard, total drama doesn't have canon single winners, with two endings of the two finalist.. Slippery Slopes having Noah become the winner of TDWT, I'm wondering if Alejandro were to win instead of Noah.. what would you project Alejandro's ending as?

thank you, i'm so glad you've enjoyed my writing!

while i'm definitely aware of the alternate endings for total drama finales, and i think they work for some seasons (like island and all-stars) as a writer i think alejandro winning tdwt (both in canon and in slippery slopes) just doesn't work. to me, it cheapens the narrative for both his character and his fellow finalist. alejandro is a smart, manipulative player, so his (canon) alternate ending where heather throws his dummy into the volcano by mistake feels like it's disregarding all that just to have him win on a technicality. it definitely degrades heather's triumph of outsmarting him and somewhat redeeming herself. i never liked alejandro's tdwt ending, but i thought if it had to happen, it would be more in character for him to consciously make the play to switch the dummies without heather noticing, something i had noah do in slippery slopes.

while i definitely agree that an alternate ending to slippery slopes where alejandro wins is an interesting scenario to consider, it just doesn't sit right with me, because part of alejandro's character growth in the fic is that he was aware of the dummy swap and chose to go through with it. it's both a moment of proof that his feelings for noah are more important than the competition (which causes their bond to strengthen) and a parallel to a younger noah choosing to lose a quiz show finale (which causes a rift between him and his sister).

don't get me wrong, though, there's a... very different version to the slippery slopes finale that i hope to write someday, sort of like an alternate ending oneshot within the series. i don't want to say too much, because i'm working on enough other fics that i can't take a serious crack at this one for quite some time, but i've had the idea since the beginning of 2022 and i intend to follow through on it eventually.

but first, i've got a ridonculous race rewrite to finish!

#thanks for sending in this ask!#ask #anon #slippery slopes

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i have a lot of thoughts about asa and denji’s relationship that i wanna summarize onto.. i really wanna explain why i adore their dynamic so much.. i know so many others have written these reasons but i just love talking about them so much.

they are practically mirrors of each other. the one thing i adore about part one and what we’ve seen of part two is their lives are vastly different, yet also very similar. denji never had any of that maternal love that asa had grown adjusted to from a young age. yet, when he becomes a teen, he eventually gets to experience the comfort and affection of having a family. at that same age where denji finally receives the comfort he’s always yearned for, asa has lost that connection, maybe even a little before if we’ll be technical.

asa also seems to resemble a lot of core people in denji’s life, mostly good. denji wants a companion, as do most teenage boys do but he’s been sheltered for so long before he was even discovered and taken in. asa yearns for that too, but we see how her bitterness clouds that. we don’t really realize until both yuko and denji becoming closer with her that that she wants to be able to form a bond with someone. even with her death and revival, we see it.

i can certainly say that i see every aspect of being a teenager in both of them. despite denji experiencing love and crushes numerous times before asa’s introduction, it was a sort of unobtainable kind. my best comparison is it reminds me of the first few relationships i had, pretty short, fleeting, it’s clouded by bliss and romance. the tragic infatuation denji had with reze and her with him was short lived. i also liked denji x reze but it served its purpose and i can understand peoples hopes of her potentially appearing again one day.

i think perhaps its just my lesbian ass projecting too but you can see remnants of the same situation with asa and yuko. albeit it’s not canon and it was just a friendship, but it’s so similar. the way yuko cared for asa and how asa cared for yuko reminded me of the bomb devil arc, though not necessarily with the same romantic tones or the severity of the betrayal. also, the same way reze is killed and yuko is killed is similar. whoever is impersonating denji killed yuko as well, similar to makima.

we already know that denji is desperate for a girlfriend, so achingly and painfully obsessed with the idea of having a girl of his own. so much so that he can’t reject asa, the local weirdo of the school who’s likely had a few rumors spread with her name strewn into them. yoru’s presence makes it a pain and asa is also desperate for a solution to live her life freely. so much so to the point where she’s willing to risk his life for it. it’s selfish, but at that age that’s a guaranteed trait. it’s her life on the line after all.

also, not to discredit denji or any of his thoughts, but coming from the boy who thought for a good minute or two if he smelled and if that’s why asa doesn’t like him vs asa spending her free time angry thinking denji didn’t like her enough is… comedic to say the least. asa thinks so deeply and is very expressive about it, whereas when we see denji lost in thought he’s got the same damn mouth hung open expression.

ehh i got too lazy and wrote this im probably not gonna finish…

#asaden #csm

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starpirateee · 4 months

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@t1r3dr3pt1l3z comin right out with one hell of a ship? Hello?? Sure, go wild!

Ted Spankoffski near enough only had bad ideas. Of course, he took full credit for most of them, and maybe that did nothing but make those ideas worse. He'd agreed to come drinking with the technical department, to celebrate the end of a successful project, even though Bill had protested with the claim that he didn't actually contribute anything to the project when they asked him to.

Ted had earned his spot on the tab, thank you very much, and he made a point of telling Bill exactly why. He was the one who fixed something every time Paul broke it (seriously, did he think his problems fixed themselves?) and he read the emails telling him what to do, even if he did only finish... One of them.

"You got an email every week for two months," Bill pointed out.

"Do you know how many emails I get in a day from people who have less of a clue than you and Paul? Huh?"

"Uh... No? How many emails do-”

“Exactly.”

So, when Bill finally resigned, Ted was invited to the Bird’s Nest, and within the first hour, the scene was already entirely unsurprising. Paul had finished one bottle of Budweiser and was already feeling the buzz, BIll had called his top floor girlfriend and promised to be home by 9:30, and Ted had managed to convince Charlotte to take a few shots with him, and now they were a little closer than they had been before, and a little more friendly. She didn’t realise that, for the past twenty minutes, his attention had been divided.

Sure, spending time with Charlotte when she wasn’t thinking about her scumbag husband was great, and she was much happier this way, but there was one guy at the bar who had really caught his attention. He’d been sitting there alone since he came in, and it was beyond the point where it would be logical to think he was waiting for someone. He seemed vaguely familiar, but Ted couldn’t quite place him from behind.

When he decided that he was too curious not to figure out what the deal was with this loner, he made some bullshit excuse that he wasn’t actually sure if anyone heard, and sidled up to the bar. The man was way more familiar from a better angle, but Ted had completely lost his name, if ever he’d even known it in the first place.

“You gonna keep sitting here bumming yourself out, or..?"

The man looked up, the house lights bouncing off the surprisingly thick lenses of his glasses. “Be my guest,” he muttered with a shrug.

Ted took the opportunity immediately, slipped into the neighbouring seat, and ordered himself another drink. “So, what brings a guy like you to a place like this, huh?”

“I can’t take another day of knowin’ my wife’s so shameless about the attorney she’s been fuckin’ since she got that restraining order.”

The bartender slid both of their drinks towards them. Ted’s eyebrows raised. “You do know that shit goes both ways, right?”

“Sure, but I don’t have enough excuses to just pick someone up like that.”

“Does it have to be a lady?”

“Fuck no. In fact, it’d be better if it wasn’t. That’d really piss her off.”

For the smallest of moments, Ted stopped to question whether he was really about to offer the chance for this mildly sad, mildly drunk man to play at being gay for the sake of getting back at his wife. Then he realised he didn’t have to consider. Mildly sad and mildly drunk was just his type. He laid on a showman’s smirk, and leaned ever so slightly forwards.

“Hi. Ted Spankoffski, I can help you with your wife problem.”

That earned him an airy laugh as the man took a sip of his drink. “That’s forward…”

“Ehh, you’ll never pick anyone up if you’re not.”

“... That’s fair, I suppose.” he held out a hand, deciding that it was either now or never. “Gerald Monroe.”

#starkid #gerald monroe #ted spankoffski #void offering #nova's tags →#wait was the ship name because of the gerald/gary/ted thing?#ahahaha god that was certainly a time #i hope to god ive done this justice #ted bumming off an office drinking session just to get a morbidly sad cosmetic surgeon drunk...#idk man anything to get away from those losers right?

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landinrris · 6 months

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It's Jess here to request a little something from the grad school fic you listed in your wip title game post 👀👀

As someone who is thinking about going back for my PhD I could use a little motivation!!

Also thanks for tagging me XD I gotta get on that

The way there isn't much plot for this one right now, just vibes as I was getting my own work done one day and being like "oh, this is such a specific mood right now." The beautiful thing about grad school and a subsequent au is that there is not really a "traditional age" like university, so everyone involved would be their relative real-life age. Here, I'm thinking Lando's a second-year and Carlos is a fourth year. Their place-holder programs are different concentrations within psych because that's what I currently do, but we'll see. Truthfully, I am not sure how motivating it will be, but don't take life advice from these two 😅. Here's a rather longish and rough draft snippet of Lando and Carlos meeting each other because Lando sucks at stats as a treat Interested in learning about some wips?

When Lando gets an error message for the third time in a row on his code, he pushes back from his desk and goes to take a walk. Maybe a few minutes of wandering around the building to clear his head will help.

He finishes locking the door when he looks over to see the door of the lab next to him open where it wasn’t earlier.

The lab belongs to one of the other faculty members in the department, though most of their students are above Lando and in the middle of data collection for bigger projects. The door being open is a rarity in some regards, and Lando is desperate enough, so he tries his luck.

From what Lando can see through the half-open door, there’s a guy sitting at the large table looking down at his laptop keyboard. All Lando can see is his nose and a large bottom lip. Lando thinks he’s seen the guy around even if he doesn’t know his name. He’s beyond intimidating in a way too-attractive people often are, but Lando’s desperate, so he knocks on the open door.

The guy’s head shoots up, eyes wide in surprise. He’s probably in the middle of office hours and not expecting anyone to need him. His gaze is as piercing as Lando thinks he remembers it being.

“Can I help you?” the guy asks. And while Lando’s seen him, he doesn’t think he’s ever heard him speak. The sound of his voice is a deep timbre that curls around the English words. Does this guy teach a class, and if so, would Lando be allowed to audit it just to hear him speak for longer than four words?

“Sorry,” Lando stutters, kickstarting his brain. ”I’m Lando. I’m from the lab right next door. I’m trying to run some analyses, but I can’t get my code to run properly. My advisor’s not in either today, or I'd ask him. You don’t happen to have any experience with SAS, do you?” Damn Andrea and his attachment to a program only a few people in the department use.

“I do, actually. I can take a look if you bring your computer over here. I would come to you, but technically one of my students could show up. Not that they will, you know?” Lando does know, even if he’s only a teaching assistant.

Lando wouldn't care even if he had to drag his entire desktop into the lab. All that matters is that maybe a second pair of eyes will finally be able to help. “Mint.”

He practically bolts back to his desk and grabs his laptop, desperate to get what he needs to done before going home for the day.

When he gets back, his savior is scrolling through his phone. This lab is a bit smaller than Lando’s own. The main table he’s sitting at has five chairs around it, and there are a further two desks off to the side with desktop computers. There’s an imitation of a stout bald man on the chalkboard along the back wall who looks oddly familiar.

The guy smiles at him as he gets closer. Lando pulls out a chair next to him and sinks down. “What’s your name? Sorry, I don’t think I actually know.”

“Carlos. I’m a fourth-year I/O. We’re a little bit off to the side from everyone else sometimes.”

A name to a face. Carlos. Lando tries to be neutral about the information and not think about looking him up on the department’s website later.

“Ah yeah, I barely know people outside my area, so not your fault. Thanks again for agreeing to take a look. I’d have asked Andrea if he was here today.”

Carlos brushes his words away and leans back in his chair to angle his head toward Lando’s computer. “It’s no problem. I could use the break from this lit review. May I?”

Lando pushes his laptop in Carlos’ direction. Watching him work isn’t unlike watching Andrea— careful, methodical, eyes scanning the rows of code. He highlights a bit to run, and then resumes his scanning. Lando should be watching the screen to see what Carlos is doing, but instead, he can’t help but watch Carlos’ face. He does this thing with his jaw that doesn’t look entirely comfortable, but what does Lando know?

Evidently not how to be subtle because Carlos looks at him and very obviously catches him staring. “Do you want the good news or the bad news first?” His voice scratches lowly across the words.

“Uh… good news preferably?”

Carlos breathes out a semblance of an amused huff through his nose. “I found the error I think to make it run.”

“Wait, really? Oh thank God. What’s the bad news? Please don’t tell me my data sucks or something mate, because I will lose it.”

This time Carlos actually does smile. “The bad news is that you will want to bang your head against the table because it is annoyingly simple. You copy and pasted this code?”

“Yeah, but I’ve checked back over it like three times. Don’t tell me it’s a fucking comma or something.”

“Worse, it’s a semi-colon. You have put one at the end of each statement, but this one here in the middle,” Carlos points to the regression lines, “Doesn’t need one because it goes to the next line.”

Lando groans because that is embarrassingly simple. Thank God Andrea isn’t here, actually. “Fucking Christ, of course it’s a fucking semi-colon. Ugh, thank you. Do you mind if I sit here while I fix it in case something else happens?”

Carlos shakes his head with ease. “Please, stay for as long as you like or until 4:00 because that’s when I’m leaving.”

“Fair enough.”

Lando contemplates moving to a different spot to do his work so he isn’t so on top of Carlos. But Carlos doesn’t make any indication that he minds— redirecting his attention to his own computer.

#if i can jot out a rough outline to give me guidance that'd be great but we are only halfway there right now #hoping to capture that vibe™#writing tag #husbands™#grad school au

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bomberqueen17 · 10 months

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aw poop

Last night as I was lying on the couch trying to get the energy to go to bed I remembered that it was Saturday and Friday comes before Saturday and I'd been trying to post fic updates on Fridays. so that's how long it took me to notice the passage of linear time.

Update schedules are for the birds. I think I proofread the chapter? I was doing it one at a time so I'd have time to go back in and make my decisions about the final chapter and write that, and I have in all these weeks made about ten words of progress on that. I've thought about it a lot! But I've written thousands of words on other projects instead, lollll. That's how this goes; the words will come when I have thought of them enough, and also when other stuff stops being shiny for a moment.

The one where Ciri goes to Vergen and Does Not Meet Saskia is nearly complete except that I got to the climax and halfassed it in the interests of getting it done, which is great but now I have to like. You know. Rewrite it to be good. It's structurally there! I just basically have placeholder paragraphs. Little wooden blobs of sentences that approximately convey the action beats and have zero actual description or immediacy or poignancy of any kind. They exist! The story is technically complete! But they are terrible. Fortunately @bittylildragon has annotated them and i just have to muster my strength to figure out how to work those annotations plus my lumpy rough clay into some kind of finished polished thing worthy of all the goddamned setup I did.

(This is largely how pantsing works, btw, of the plotting-vs-pantsing procedural divide. I could not have outlined that, I had to write it. It might be easier for you to expand an outline than revise a terrible draft, but that is not the case for me, and I have learned this through a great deal of experimentation. You can plot all you want, I am apparently contractually obligated to pants or the words no worky.)

So anyway I have a day crammed chock-full of All Of My Weekend so I'm not sure when I'll get to the update but I will! It exists and is ready probably!! It just always takes me like half an hour at least of concentrated effort to put up even a well-proofread final version of a chapter because it involves switching between multiple tabs and even in a perfect scenario that's pretty high-stakes for my rabid ferret of an attention span, and this course of Ditzifying Antibiotics has multiplied those risk factors by like a million. (I am so dumb y'all.)

Anyway at some point there will be a torrent of words posted but idk when. Probably tomorrow there will be a tidy 6k or so words posted, about the one with the dogs.

#about the author #not fic updates lol

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neitherabaron · 1 year

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You mentioned that you've finished writing Gobelins, and I'm wondering if you're gonna raise money to produce it, or do it out of your own pocket? Either way, I'm very excited to hear it, hope your op goes well!

Thanks for a great question! There's definitely gonna be an Indiegogo fundraiser at some point before I start production, but the scale of that is going to need to depend on what my life is looking like at that time. In other words, when I’m physically able to devote time to the album again, I’m going to have to assess my capacity before deciding the scope of the project.

Basically, there's an "ideal" way I'd like to make Carnaval des Gobelins, with a physical edition, cool merch for backers, guest musicians and liner art commissions. I think it's gonna be the most satisfying experience for listeners and the best move from a "growing my business" point of view - producing that kind of stuff gives me a chance to order excess merch and another little revenue stream, which would take me a little step closer to making this my main job. But, it's also a big project to manage and as much as I want to do it that way, I'm not gonna bet on being physically well enough to do that until things are clearer. I'm pretty dang ill.

Then there are other options - like limiting that stuff to a digital version for Bandcamp and streaming, plus physical CDs that are a bit more pared-down in terms of liner content. And on the other side of the spectrum, there's just producing a digital album, like I did for The Wassailant, which while still a big project would be logistically simpler and would require the least amount of funding.

I'm going to run a fundraiser no matter what the scope ends up being and the reason for that is that I'm handling the production for C des Gs alone, in my studio. I have a great set-up and good technical knowledge nowadays and can make stuff with much higher production values without the spiralling costs of studio and engineer hire. However, to get the album done, I'm going to need to treat it as a part-time job for about a year and so I'm going to have to find a way to help me through that time financially. The reason I was able to finish The Wassailant within a year was because of all the time spent at home during the pandemic! I'm not going to start production until I find a new part-time day job anyway, so I certainly won't be trying to raise the sort of money to depend on! But I probably will be earning less from a day job while I work on the album and I will need a small amount to supplement that/keep for emergencies if something goes wrong for me in that time - so that I don't have to halt production part way through.

So the low-scope, digital-only version would still be a crowd-funded affair, just a fairly low scale one. For the big one with all the cool rewards and awesome CDs and everything, I guess my other mini-worry is I don't actually know whether the funding goals I’d have to set to produce all the awesome extras are actually realistic to what people can afford. I don’t know if I could fund a project at the same level as a Mechanisms album for example, because I don’t have the same reach the band did. But we’re probably looking at something comparable, cost-wise, to The Bifrost Incident (but closer to its goal, not the final amount it was pledged) to produce the “full scope” version. Plus, the last time I ran projected costs for the project was before the cost of living crisis, so I don't know right now whether the CD/merch suppliers' costs will have increased.

I genuinely feel a ton of support and goodwill from people like you who really want to listen and I know there are plenty of you! But also I truly don't want to assume anything from you, so we'll have to see how realistic it is to make the full bells-and-whistles version, financially or in terms of my capacity, nearer the time. The way I'm feeling as I type this is that I may run the Indiegogo with a lower inital goal and just a couple of reward tiers (aiming to fund production and release the digital album and a simpler physical edition) and try to do some of the other stuff like an expanded liner or producing merch (and making merch available at discounted rates to backers who want it) as stretch goals.

Anyway, that is almost definitely a much longer answer than you were looking for, so I'll stop now. I really do appreciate the great ask; having the chance to thing about a proper answer has helped me straighten a few conflicts in my head that were causing me a little worry. Hope you have a great day!

If you've read this far, thanks! Please reblog this if this sort of thing is something you'd be interested in supporting and would like to spread the word. I don't know when I'll be ready to start a campaign, but I want more than anything to get dates for my ops, recover to the extent I can, and do it soon.

#kofi young #carnaval des gobelins

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atiyasnake · 1 year

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After MANY MONTHS and my brain hooked on dp x dc stuff, I finally freaking managed to work on my bnha wip chapter draft for ch.11 of Coffee on a roof.

Technically, I already had a first draft, but very bare bones, in my opinion, and in need of major rewriting and editing. Usually, the first draft is pretty fleshed out, but ch.11 was giving me some trouble.

But today, by the Grace of Beatrice, I actually wrote what would essentially be half of the final version of ch.11 that I would post on Ao3. I'm sure there needs to be edits cause of misspellings and some other edits but essentially, it's halfway done.

Funnily enough, the 2nd half is much more fleshed out in the first draft, so there's not much needing to be done other than building onto that and, of course it's actually good enough and fits it with the rest of what I have written.

I'm hoping to meet a word count of at least 3,000, and from the looks of it, I think I'll meet it. It would be nice to be able to post a longer chapter after almost 6 months since the last update (December of 2022). Poor readers, I got a few comments about if I had abandoned the story. XD Sorry, my lovelies, I'm just slow.

Seriously, the dp x dc got its claws in me and did not let go.

I have a lot planned and outlined for Coffee on a roof. Kind need to reorganize that whole mess that's not really messy but feels messy. Either way, I'm invested in completing the story so no abandonedment is happening. Tho can't promise it won't take a long time. Still can't believe I finished TIAB so quickly, tho a lot of that was just free writing it in the sense that things weren't really planned at the beginning.

Things are a bit more complex with COAR and I'm really wanting go make sure it comes out good seeing as it's the 2nd major part of the main story. Gotta make sure it connects and all that jazz with the details and so on.

Kinda stressful tbh with the attention TIAB got, but I try to ignore that, less I want to feel the crushing weight of being perceived and judged...no biggie (I am small and sensitive)

Anyways, just feeling happy bout the progress that was made today. Feels nice.

Also, I just gotta remind myself that writing fics isn't my job or obligation. It's something I do for fun and enjoy. Gotta make sure I keep it that way :p

*FYI Beatrice is a character in one of my other bnha wips that has yet to be published and probably will be a big project if I ever get to rlly work on it. It's a whole chaotic quirked 'doesnt die' Izuku style fic (gotta love having multiple cakes). And to specify, Beatrice is a possum...no I will not expand on that.

#Atiya writes #COAR #Coffee on a roof #writing update #kind of ramble too #my fics #we worship Beatrice in my discord #Atiya updates

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Ok, so I have finished the Fate of Atlantis DLC. And um...

I can't say the dlc made me like Layla any more than I did before? In fact, I like her less now...

I get that Isu devices can make people violent, but she straight-up killed Victoria for caring for her health, and then I'm thinking paralyzed Otso Berg? Why didn't she just kill him?

From the start she has been obsessed with the Animus, what it could do, and what she could get from it. She doesn't care what it does to her, and she gets mad when other people mention it. She's literally obsessed, to the point she has killed an ally.

She wants to be in the Animus too much. She is, in essence, the opposite of Desmond.

Desmond was forced into the Animus for the 'greater good', regardless of what he wanted. When he wanted breaks or some time to recover, he wasn't given it at all. Layla, on the other hand, has people begging her to take a break, eat something, take a nap, and she gets all pissy about people stopping her from going in the Animus. About people caring about her.

It honestly really makes her unlikeable, for me.

But enough about Layla, lets talk about the DLC.

Some reiterations:

The base game has too big of a map for a casual playthrough. (IMO)

Too grindy for an AC game (IMO)

Elysium was pretty, but the verticality was kind of annoying.

Torment of Hades was great, loved everything about it. (Especially Hades.)

Loved the Isu architecture in both base game and dlc.

Fighting the greek myth creatures was fun and exciting. (Though I had hoped the Medusa one would have had an actual snake body...)

Now for Atlantis:

It was a reasonable length, honestly. Didn't seem overly big, was filled with enough stuff to explore and find. The new Isu style 'forts' you had to conquer were fun.

The missions were pretty good. Did not see Atlas being 'evil' coming.

I found it really funny to talk to Poseidon while having the Poseidon trident equipped, the one that lets you have infinite air?, that had been my secondary weapon the whole game once I found it just for that ability. It made the cutscenes really funny.

Learning more about the Olympos project was cool, I think Lyra might have been an attempt at making a werewolf maybe?

And also, Zombies are canon to AC now.

Overall Atlantis was a good DLC, it was interesting, and actually kind of surprising that Kassandra had to destroy Atlantis and that the Isu were like...ok with it? Like all the humans ran to escape, and the Isu just accepted they were going to die... I don't really understand that, surely they could have left too? Not all the Isu in Atlantis were bad.

Finally seeing Aita and Juno as living beings and not, idk, data? was cool too. Their relationship, what little we saw right at the end there, seems kind of weird.

But also, some of the Isu knowledge stuff you can read parallels final fantasy 7 so much. An Isu scientist falls in love with a human woman and they have to run and hide because she's pregnant? Sounds a lot like Professor gast and Ifalna from ff7. A human scientist and a Cetra fall in love and have a child that's half human half cetra that is then hunted down to study...

The Isu thought of humans as animals...so technically wouldn't that have been a form of beastiality to the other Isu? Just saying...

#personal #assassin's creed #assassin's creed odyssey #fate of atlantis

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The Cranberries — No Need to Argue (1994), To the Faithful Departed (1996), Bury the Hatchet (1999), Wake Up and Smell the Coffee (2001)

for some reason, i had assumed that their debut album was the only one worth listening to (altho i knew that "Zombie" is one of their biggest hits). i was, of course, sorely mistaken. i still need to finish listening to the rest of their discography, but if what i've heard so far is any indication, their sound and the quality of their music is very consistent. i really liked Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?, so of course i liked all of this as well.

idk if i just need to do a few more listens to become more familiar with their entire body of work, but apparently No Need to Argue is their best-selling album—i don't see it, the 2 that stand out to me most are Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We? and To the Faithful Departed. the former is their best imo and is the most characteristic of the band's identity. the latter shows that they have some versatility. in particular, the track "Salvation" really surprised me. it's shockingly noisy, punk, and energetic... for a Cranberries song, that is. different album, but "Zombie" is an outlier as well (it's grunge supposedly, no wonder why i don't care for it, idk why it's such a hit aside from the political messaging).

Cocteau Twins — Four-Calendar Café (1993)

good but not as good as Heaven or Las Vegas, probably

Polvo — Cor-Crane Secret (1992), Celebrate the New Dark Age (1994), S/T (1995), Exploded Drawing (1996), Shapes (1997), In Prism (2009), Siberia (2013)

i loved all of this a lot. my top 3 Polvo projects are Today's Active Lifestyles, Celebrate the New Dark Age, and Exploded Drawing, in that order. idk why it took me so long to listen to the rest of their discography considering how much i enjoyed Today's Active Lifestyles. easily a top favorite band for me. technical noise rock with an ethnic swing, need i say more?

The Cure — Faith (1981), The Head on the Door (1985)

these were the last 2 Cure albums i had yet to listen to. actually i think i'd listened to The Head on the Door before but idr. Faith is considered to be one of The Cure's best albums, but idk why, i didn't think much of it. same for The Head on the Door, except for "In Between Days", which is an awesome song. since it's the intro, you may as well just listen that first track then turn it off.

Lifelover — Pulver (2006), Erotik (2007), Konkurs (2008), Sjukdom (2011), Dekadens (2009)

in the past i've tried and failed several times to get into Lifelover. i was never ready for it because i didn't know anything about metal or how to listen to it. this time it finally clicked for me. i read that the idea behind this band is that it's "accessible" black metal because it incorporates melodic pop-like elements. i must confess i am a normie, and so i like their earlier projects better than their later ones because they seemed to get less pop/more metal over time. Pulver is by far my favorite, i loved it. i really like the vocalist (name: Kim Carlsson, i think), the way he screams and moans so emotionally it's almost erotic (or should i say... erotik...) and it makes me blush. it sounds like he's in pain, no wonder it's called dsbm.

i also read that some people are annoyed by the songwriting/structure of their songs. i can see that. sometimes it kinda seems like the band is just slapping together a bunch of disjointed musical movements at random. like they combined snippets from 5 different songs into one franken-song. this is how i used to feel when i listened to math rock before my brain had developed enough to appreciate it.

Cherubs — Heroin Man (1994)

i had big expectations going into this one because i read a bunch of reviews where people spoke very passionately and with such drama about how ear-splittingly intense and heavy and grating this album is. people were really acting like this is so noisy you can only stand to listen to it once in your life and never again. well i was a little disappointed on that front because to me this was very easy to listen to, not at all challenging, not too harsh or abrasive. nonetheless i liked it a lot. the only thing i disliked is the singer's voice, sometimes it's alright but mostly it's so fucking annoying.

and i read that it's some kind of sludge or sludge-adjacent genre. to me it was more like punk—especially in the lyricism, for the most part i couldn't really understand what the vocalist was saying, but it was still clearly apparent that the songwriting was very simplistic and juvenile, for example much of it is just repeating/screaming the song title over and over... not that it makes a difference to me because i like both kinds of music. but yeah.

Television — Marquee Moon (1977)

so like 10yrs ago i knew someone on a forum whose username was Marquee Moony. i never even thought to think about what it might mean, but it always sounded kind of funny to me. i guess it was a reference to this album. i wish it hadn't taken me so long to discover this album, but it's ok because i know i wouldn't have been able to appreciate it back then. it kinda reminds me of The Velvet Underground or The Beatles in that it's pretty normal by today's standards but is very experimental, noisy, and impressively progressive for the 90s.

Rodan — Rusty (1994)

i feel very lucky to have found this from a random spotify recommendation. i only listened once so far so i need to listen at least a million more times, but i really liked it. idk what happened exactly but i think this band only ever released 1 album because all the band members died so i'm kind of scared i just inherited some kind of curse.

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